Warrior, leader of the Horde, from the kingdom of Mul. (This is a character in a twitter-verse story Following the other writters in the story #cityofelderwood
The other kings step aside, they know the time for talk has gone, they also know they are in no position to fight Arcos and their soldiers, at least no by themselves. They all scribble orders and send out their messengers back to their lands, their soldiers will now be mine
I pull the blade out and with one swift movement the grand wizard’s head comes off. Imwill send it as the alliance’s response to Arcos. That will get their attention, so will the heads of all their diplomats stationed in Graceland. The city will belong to #Mul once more.
This will mean war, this will mean that Arcos wants us as slaves. My people are slaves to no one. My war cry is heard by the riders outside the hall, their war cry is heard by the horde out in the forest. They prepare for the battles to come.
The war chief, as many call me and fear me. I felt the treachery and moved as lightning, the blade leaving the its sheath as my feet moved, my breath slowly exhaling, my arm slowly pushing the blade into the traitor
The Grand Magician raises his hands, which shook lighting out of them. The Sultan, Admiral, and War Chief all dodge this attack. The Grand Magician is powerful but so are the Kings. He beings to cast a spell but before he finishes a blade emerges from his chest.
The Grand Magician raises his hands, which shook lighting out of them. The Sultan, Admiral, and War Chief all dodge this attack. The Grand Magician is powerful but so are the Kings. He beings to cast a spell but before he finishes a blade emerges from his chest.
The Sultan outlines all the evidence Azat found. The Ground Magician denies it, but he's getting nervous.
"You dare accuse me-
@TemujinGhens slams his fist on the table.
"How long has he been in bed with Harcos?"
"For some time."
All the Kings stare at the Grand Magician
"Excuse me?"
"Are you in league with Harcos?"
Tense silence fills the room. The grand magician stands his ground.
"I represent peace between the nations, since Harcos was not invited they need a voice."
"Your much more than a voice."
Edgar cows silently in the Sultan's ear. Informing him of Azat's findings. He was right, this does not make him happy. "Grand Magician I have just received disturbing news."
"What news?"
"Are you in league with the Harcos Empire?"
The Grand Magician cokes on his beverage.
The desk shimmers. With a loud ripping sound, scrolls appear on the desk. Corresponding between Harcos. Blueprints, strategy, payments. The Grand Magician is a traitorous snake. I take the scrolls and sneak out. Time to act. #betrayal#Revenge
No time to waste. I search the desk, nothing in plain sight. But I've got a few tricks up my sleeve. I slowly wave my hand in front of the desk, scanning it. I feel it hiding a secret. I take a bag of sand, and sprinkle some of it on the desk.
#canthide
I'm in a office. Books surrounding a desk in the middle, with a huge window behind. View of the lake and the Forest can be seen. The Grand Magician's office. How did I get here? I don't feel the presence in my head anymore, it must of gone home. #allainceofkings#sneaking
Would you spill blood to protect your home? The voice in my head asks. A vision, the City on fire the alliance of Kings amassing an army, fighting against a dark creature. My head clears. #allianceofKings#Whatstocome
One of the mages is holding a pink spellbook. I can feel her power and something else. Something...darker. I feel it stir within her. It..sees me! A sudden headache. Loud screeching. I back away from the door so as no to give myself away.
"I see you"
voice in my head. #messenger
A wooden door in front of me. I can feel people inside, worried, angry, scared. I push the door open a little to peek inside. Several mages are gathered around a fire. Mirrors make up the walls, impossible for me to enter the room stealthily. #RoomofMirrows@BlancheSM13
I stick to dark corners, my stealth training returning to me. but in a place where up is down and down is right, it sure is hard to find the Grand Magicians office. The air gets colder and the shadows are more numerous. It seems like I'm in the dungeons.
Took some creativity but I got a robe. (the owner will wake up later with a headache) I waited till no one was around and walked in through the front, the only entrance to the Tower. No barriers in here, plenty of shadows. Perfect.
what the #Towerofmagi lacks in guards it makes up in barriers. Hundreds of them, all with the purpose of keeping intruders like me out. Only way to get past them is with a #towerofmagi uniform. Shouldn't be too hard to get...I hope.
"I will keep him busy here. Go to his office and see what you can find. I'll send Edgar should he return to his office."
"Very well."
Edgar hops off my shoulder and onto that of my Sultan's. He walks back inside, I head for the #Towerofmagi
I have not practiced the stealth arts in some time, I remind my Sultan.
"There was a time when you were the best. Surely those skills haven't been forgotten."
I look at the ground, remembering what it was to be a shadow.
We decided to take a break when the Fishrock Admiral slammed his fist in anger, causing us protectors to reach for our weapons.
"Azat I have a task for you."
"My king?"
"There is something wrong with the Grand Magician. I need you to find out what it is." #allainceofkings