Artholath walked along the back roads, hoping that nobody would notice him, as that could complicate things. Although he could be seen by people who were behind the main chaos, the only thing giving him away was a suspicious air and a face that looked determined to do… something.

That something, of course, was killing the Lord Marshal. He suspected the ‘Lord” would be directly behind the fighting, in which case Artholath could quickly send a bolt of ice into his back and be done with it. With these thoughts in mind, he walked along, until reaching a guard who stopped him when he was almost out of site of most people.

“You look fit, sir, we need all the help- glagh!” The guard clutched his throught when Artholath sent a spike of ice into it, leaving the guard to fall on his knees and bleed through his fingers. Artholath kicked him out of the way and continued walking. “[color=blue]You need help, alright… more than you know.[/color]”

[color=darkgray]((If anyone wants to see it, feel free; if not, he will continue on course next IC post))[/color]

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Zargon watched for a minute as Artholath walked along backroads to find the Lord Marshall. The newcomer had plenty of information to get the job done, and undoubtedly had more control than Aezophyl, at any rate. Aezophyl was a good friend but had no business in assassination.

Leaving  them to their own devices, he summoned a portal into Hell and walked in to a large room with blood red stone and pits at various points along the walkway, seeing a lone demon preparing for a summoning spell.

“[color=darkred]Grhesus, what’s the standing of our assets?[/color]”

Grhesus turned around in surprise at his newly arrived boss.

“[color=yellow]Ah… well… we have some blood knights, a succubus has joined, and a few extra souls have come in as well. Still have Craxis and the Hidden that he commands, Rolgnark, and that mage that you wanted in.[/color]”

“[color=darkred]Is that all? I would like nothing less than to send that mage to the depths right over here,[/color]” He gestured to a nearby hole. “[color=darkred]But we do need grunts to keep him happy for now, as his resources are useful in finding what we seek.[/color]”

Grhesus frowned. “[color=yellow]Hell has always been chaotic in leadership, as you well know, but there’s a new group rising up. Two very powerful demons have made an alliance and are using multi-dimensional powers to expand their energies. You know, the two opposite guys?...[/color]”

“[color=darkred]Yes, I know them, and as of now they cannot topple me. Nor can they find me. Just do what you are doing and ensure that all goes smoothly. We are at a point where the town may become permanently incapable of disturbing our efforts. All we need now is to hoodwink the angels again, not difficult, and take down dragons and search the caves.[/color]”

Grhesus nodded and returned to his summoning spell as Zargon went back into his chamber through the portal.

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Kaephael walked through the back end of town, on the opposite side of the city, when he heard the noise and fire in the distance. He could distinctly, even though he had drunk literal gallons of ale just a few minutes ago, detect the scent of a demon. He didn’t care, though; they were becoming more common and he couldn’t be arsed to do anything about it. He was retired.

A guard almost ran by when he stopped near Kaephael, noticing his sword tucked under the large gray coat. “We need every man that can walk on the other side of the city!” he yelled. Kaephael found the voice annoyingly loud.

“[color=gray]I’m sure you’ll hav enough fun withaut me…[/color]” Even with his true nature bing what it was, the extreme amounts of consumed ale affected his speech slightly.

“You don’t get it! The town is-”

Kaephael shoved his arm in the man’s chest, sending him into a wall and cracking the bricks behind him. As the guard wheezed for breath, Kaephael growled, “[color=gray]No, what you don’t understand is that I have no good reason to protect worms like you. If you can’t deal with the distant bastard child of a rogue archangel, then burn like you deserve, you faithless wretch.[/color]” 

He walked on, leaving the guard to slowly get up and walk in the direction of his captain, towards the ports.