[center][b]Palais de Voltas Sewers – Lucius and Company[/b][/center]

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The journey through the sewers proved dank and reeked of a filth more perverse than anything that filled the Palais strike gatherers' nostrils. Nevertheless, their travels through the filthy sewers commenced without complications. The deeper Lucius and company ventured, the more frequently they encountered patrols stalking above the various sewers grates lining the avenues that leading through and around the Palais. Lord Bahram had remained silent throughout their travels while Councillor Gisgo lead alongside Daedhel as they forced the bound and gagged Chevalier Lenois forward with alarming efficiency.

Within a remarkably short journey, the assaulters arrived under a vertical cavern where his eyes ventured towards the opening from above. A sense of recognition and sadness flashed before his eyes as he gazed through the steep vertical leading directly into one the Palais' outhouses. Lucius had only opened his mouth when he noticed large rotund flesh lined with hair that resembled butt cheeks. A moment later, a squelching sound that resembled an obnoxious slushy fart echoed from above where a small tide of pastey filth fumbled downwards and upon the murkey sewer channels below. Lucius gimped leap very narrowly allowed him to escape, however the gagged Chevalier as the sludging human waste mercilessly coated her form. 

As Chevalier Lenois uttered short muffled curses, the Prince stifled the instinctive urge of extreme laughter and directly turned towards his elemental companions where he firmly wedged into a spot between the two elementalists. His eyes darted between his various companions where a sense of relief and burden filled his heart. They were gambling on the notion that they could defy odds and remove Conqvist's Seer, yet everything had seemed to stack against them. His faith was unwavering, yet the fear that not all would survive the night lingered from within.

“[i]Ona[/i],” he quietly whispered as he placed an hand along her shoulder. His eye briefly strayed towards a necklace bearing a metal object tucked into her dress before he opened his mouth, “[i]I fear we may not much time and this maybe perhaps the only unguarded opening that won't draw any considerable attention towards our … uninvited arrival. What can you see from above and … what is the condition surrounding the Lord Sovereign's Seer?[/i]”

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[center][b]Palais de Voltas Sewers – Councillor Gisgo[/b][/center]

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Within the sewer tunnels leading past the outhouse, the sounds of the ocean and the pounding surf could be heard from the location of Councillor Gisgo's defensive location along a particularly narrow, sewer walkway. Even as she held the filth ridden Chevalier with relative ease and hints of utter amusement, her eyes strayed back and forth between the silent Lord Bahram and the armored Uriel with utmost curiosity.  After planting a swift kick to the Chevalier's abdomen, the Councillor craned whilst keeping a tolerable distance from the Chevalier location.

“You [i]will[/i] answer for what you've done to our children, Lady Gypsy, and may all of Ivalis set their eyes upon your soul! In time, even we will uncover what stench brews through your Lord Sovereign and his masters!”

“[i]Daedhel[/i],” she firmly addressed upon turning towards the slayer-assassin whilst eyeing both the mysterious Uriel and the reserved Lord Bahram, “This armored man who calls himself [i]Uriel[/i] and the Sarifen whom heils only as [i]Lord Bahram[/i]. I sense a particular familiarity regarding those two although I can't quite place a finger upon where or to what occasion we've met outside the unspeakable banquet! Their bravery is unquestionable, however, it [i]is[/i] altogether questionable as to whether they have ambitions aligning with our own. Personally, I find the ones both mysterious and silent to be the most deadly! What do [i]you[/i] know of them?”