Standing alone under the dark canopy of the forest, Ildera, the priestess of Rokaria, glided forward to greet them. She was of indefinable age, beautiful and ethereal, her long silver hair falling in soft waves to her waist. Her eyes, like pools of turquoise, coolly appraised them all.

"You promised to come alone, my friend," she said softly.

Knyn shrugged.

Ildera's gaze slid over Turwaithiel with approval, though she narrowed her eyes when she came to the two mages and the vampire. "Do you fear death?" she asked.

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Aver hmhed mysteriously and looked at the vampire.

"Depends on what do you mean death... but no..."

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Ildera evinced an enigmatic smile. "You desire the map I have in my possession. This map, however, is of considerable value. I give nothing for nothing."

Knyn worked to restrain his rising ire. "Your goddess is in direct opposition to the god the Underworld."

Ildera's laugh sounded like a clarion ring of bells. "Oh, but I do not doubt your courage and the courage of your companions. But are you worthy? Are you pure of heart for this task?" As she said this, her gaze especially settled on the vampire and the Black Robe.

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(So, is there any way I can rejoin now?...... Please PM to tell me what's going on......)

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For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him shall not die, but have everlasting Life. ~John 3:16~





~The Mercenary A-U Gentlewoman~

[I already sent you the PM so sure... just randomly jump in wherever you feel like it]

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The Black mage trotted through the gateway also, staying silent and assesing the situation for the moment.

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Halarond

In the past Knyn had enough dealings with religious orders to know what the priestess was hinting at. "She's sending us on a quest to prove our valor," he said dryly, turning back to the others.

He raised an eyebrow, waiting for approval.

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Rumour slithers through the woods in the form of a snake, twisting around trees until she comes upon a group of people. The snake vanishes like smoke on the wind, and in its place is a slender woman, dressed in dark assassin's leather and leaning against a tree, smirking at the group......

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For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him shall not die, but have everlasting Life. ~John 3:16~





~The Mercenary A-U Gentlewoman~

Turwaithiel stood, listening. She returned the lady's gaze when it came to her, nodding.

(srry I was gone so long ago...)

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Just became a college freshman; be on sparingly

Knyn saw a new stranger emerge from the mist, but the priestess said nothing, so he revealed no surprise. He waited for the others to respond.

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The mage dismounted from his horse and walked over to where the priestess was standing.
"My revered lady." He nodded to her, folding his hands into his robes. Few there were who would shake the hand of a Black Robe.

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Halarond

Rumour scans the group with her obsidian eyes, but nothing about her seems to move.....

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For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him shall not die, but have everlasting Life. ~John 3:16~





~The Mercenary A-U Gentlewoman~

The Black robed mage looked at the new figure.
"Ah, looks like we have company." he said in no more than a barley audiable whisper.

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Halarond

Turwaithiel gazed at the newcomer, her hand so wanting to pull out an blade, but she resisted when no one else from the group moved.

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Just became a college freshman; be on sparingly

The priestess revealed her trademark enigmatic smile. "She will join you."

Knyn cleared his throat and raised a questioning eyebrow.

Ildera's laugh sounded like a clarion bell. "Ah, yes. The quest. In the very center of the Tomb of Kings lies an amulet of considerable power - an artifact rightfully belonging to the goddess. As a few of you may know, the Tomb of Kings was long ago tainted and conquered by the Death Lord. It would help if you could recover the amulet and return it to me."

Knyn stifled a groan. The Tomb of Kings was in the center of a valley known only as Mthorspeir - the Rune translation for Death's Embrace. A cursed valley, none whom have entered have ever returned alive.

"Any questions?" Ildera asked, almost mockingly.

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Rumour's eyes flick to the woman who shifted slightly, then to the dark mage, and then to the dark priestess. "What an interesting....collection.....of people....." Her eyes glitter coldly as she sizes each one of them up......

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For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him shall not die, but have everlasting Life. ~John 3:16~





~The Mercenary A-U Gentlewoman~