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[h1][b][i][color=Gold]Rhys Asher[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/378688333867646976/422255485312565259/df0f62f8c2142e8ad9d0dec68836d9f6.png[/img][/center]
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[center][color=Gold]Location: His home[/color][/center]
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She was beautiful as ever, the rogue wizard noted. If only she was not so willful and troublesome. [color=Gold]"A kidnapped son? Have you alerted the guards, madam?"[/color] Rhys tried his best to have his voice and fact adopt a alarmed look, when in truth he could care less about Esmeralda and her offspring. The boy was most likely trampled or lost from the riots or Sickenesse. He would not be the first victim and not one he cared about. Tredding carefully closer to the woman, Rhys held back a croon of delight. [color=Gold]"Such a horrible thing as to happen. The Castle has fallen upon hard times."[/color]

Riots, the coronation mess, the Sickenesse, all of it... It was ill omens for Queen Valda's reign. Quietly Rhys wondered how long she would keep a hold of the throne. How long the family last, or was this the beginning of the end? A part of Rhys was worried about the windows being closed and the door locked, but at the end of the day he was a match for the woman- if he didn't outright outclass her. Pulling his hands out of his pocket, he looked towards the door with false worry. [color=Gold]"Perhaps you should put off the reading until your son has been located? Tis a perilous time we live in."[/color]

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[h1][b][i][color=Lavender]Skaoi Silverveil[/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center][color=Lavender]Location: Infirmity[/color][/center]
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Pulling a small bag of herbs from her pocket, Skaoi dumped the contents into a small dish and slowly began to go about her work. Her patients were not going to get to stage four- and death- if she could help it. Yet even as she hoped for that, she felt as though it would come to pass and another scar would lie upon her heart. Looking at the tossing figure of Becky, Skaoi hesitated on waking her. Remembering sometimes others came out of such things swinging or bawling. Neither of which Skaoi felt up to dealing with. The small and pale Physician was on her last dredges of patience and energy for dealing with those who were not classified as [i]'patients'[/i].

Still, she gently shook Becky's shoulder as she passed the woman's bed. Cringing back on instinct- which turned into a full blown yelp and jump away as the woman sat bolt upright screaming. All the Eastern Snow Plains woman could make out was something about flaming squrriels eating hair. [color=Lavender]"I-I'm terribly sorry, please forgive me. You were tossing in a nightmare and I thought it best to wake you."[/color] Skaoi stammered as she stumbled back to the door and exit. Deciding it was best to begin her research again as Becky was apparently awake. 

Fumbling with the handle, the woman opened it and bustled out to be confronted with a small crowd. Giving a terrified squeak as she recognized Princess Luna (of whom she nearly ran into), the Young Army Leader, and a handsome, yet foolish looking fellow. Giving a clumsy sweep of her skirts in a curtsy as the pages of her notes fluttered to the floor. [color=Lavender]"Your Highness, please forgive me. I didn't see you there. I didn't know you were there. I-I- oh, dear. I beg your pardon."[/color] The physician scrambled for the notes, her head ducked down to try and hide flaming cheeks. Oh, why was there suddenly a crowd here?!