Haven had rarely suffered from much crime, just some minor stuff here and there then some more major things every now and then. So when not only one but six bodies were found murdered and the bodies were those of all Previous Chosen… it caused major panic and fear through the city. Someone had gone and killed six Previous Chosen… assassinated them, leaving the city under the protection of the new generation of Chosen and one Veteran. Of course fingers were immediately pointed at the Disciples of Death and the Chosen of Death despite the Previous Chosen of Death also being assassinated. All those who believed it was them had ways to explain that though, saying he asked to be assassinated as he was on his deathbed already which was a true statement causing many to take up this theory furthering the ridicule of all those under Death and furthering the distrust between Azrail and the rest of the gods. The gods took the next two months to look into things around the Midplane more and then create a plan as the Chosen were given time to mourn and get used to having full power. At the end of exactly two months since the assassinations the Gods called all the Chosen together into the middle of the city. There the Chosen were given their assignment of leaving the city and going through the land, finding the rifts and closing them, and searching for the missing relic while they were at it. The Chosen were then given a day to prepare themself for the mission and left the next morning just as the sun rose over the horizon, crowds of people seeing them off. The first few hours of travel were silent between all of them none of them talking to each other. But now it has reached midday and they are stopping for their first break. So far they had been lucky to simply only encounter a few basic undead so they had yet to see much battle where they’d need to rely on one another. But they would need to get to know one another and learn to work together if they were to have any chance of survival. [hr][hr][hr] [center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180208/45b015cc5336597a20d16f646b2093b3.png[/img][url=https://fontmeme.com/halloween-fonts/][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180214/7f3e8bcdfc6b99ddc09b4c411faa401e.png[/img][/url][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180208/45b015cc5336597a20d16f646b2093b3.png[/img][/center] Hell. That’s how Esmeray would describe having to go on this ‘mission’. Her own personal Hell. She had been through enough shit the past two months from attacks and damaging of the Death temple to people attacking some of Death’s disciples to people just crowding around outside yelling out their opinions on those who served Azrail. The worst thing being done was the defilement of Thann’s grave. Many still believed she killed him but what they don’t know is that finding him dead due to a stab wound and not a natural death like the one they both knew was coming soon. It tore her up on the inside, it devastated her in ways she didn’t know death could. Such raw emotion from her triggered her to activate Decay causing the bed below his body to rot away and parts of her shirt to just disappear as she clung to herself even causing small amount of rot on her own skin that were later healed when she was more level headed. Now she has those scars as a reminder of not only his death but also just how strong death of those you love make you. It will be used by her as a reminder that whoever is responsible for all that is happening, well they are going to wish for death when Esmeray is done with them. Esmeray fiddled with her bracelet as she glanced around at everyone as the stopped and now had a fire going with some food cooking. She was standing a bit away from the others just observing, Osseus asleep in her bag as she did so. As her eyes landed on her brother she simply shot him a glare before moving her eyes away from him. Out of everyone here, he was the only one that worried her. He knew her biggest secret and she hated that and him for it. Someone would have to eventually start the conversation but it wasn’t going to be her. Not this time at least. Right now she was too wary of all the others to even think of speaking. So she settled for silence as she stared on with her piercing red eyes.