[hr][hr][center][img]https://i.postimg.cc/ydPQN0Lh/1838d2018132c903189151c4257fb318.png[/img][hr][img]https://i.postimg.cc/6TJLhkdH/original.gif[/img][hr][@Nallore][@BlueSky44][@FantasyChic][@KazAlkemi][@eclecticwitch][/center][hr][center][h3][color=ff0000][b]The Small Wet Country Across the Sea: Date Unknown [/b][/color][/h3][/center][hr]	Once Ahote removed his hand and allowed him to move, Myrus blurted quietly the thought that had been running through his mind since they got there: [color=ff0000]"That was a Frost Giant!"[/color] There was fear and astonishment written across his face. With the thick depression he had spiraled into after Valda's Coronation, Myrus had more or less converted to the religion of the Land of Long Nights. He prayed to the Norse gods - to Thor, Odin, Baldur, Tyr, Freya, Frigg, and more. Quickly taking in his surroundings, his face then paled. Had he collapsed and fallen unconscious? What had happened? The last thing he remembered, he had been picking up that glass shard in the Queen's Room. 

	[color=ff0000]"...Is this Ragnarok?"[/color] Myrus whispered to Ahote, moving as quietly as could be expected for a nervous prince. The Frost Giant didn't seem to notice that it was being followed, continuing to walk from the ruins of what had once been the Castle. The giant only came to a pause when he reached the Palace Boat Launch, clambering into an ancient and broken vessel. It barely remained afloat with the giant inside of it, water threatening to spill over the edge and sink the boat. [color=ff0000]"How long was I gone?"[/color] he then asked.
[hr][center][h3][color=ff0000][b]The Small Wet Country Across the Sea: November 5th, 12,508 - 9:50 PM [/b][/color][/h3][/center][hr][color=ff0000][i][b]Inside the Palace - the Castle...[/b][/i][/color]

	In order to get to the barracks, Mona would need to immediately turn left as she entered the Entrance Hall. This path would take her to the Long Walk and if she were to head down the Second Corridor, she would emerge into the private courtyard. Beyond the hedge wall were the Palace Barracks, home to those of the former Young Army and the rambunctious baby Dawn. Now, she could continue along this path, though the abundance of corpses on the ground of the [url=https://i.postimg.cc/vZjT1S4y/Palace-Entrance-Hall.jpg]Entrance Hall[/url] likely are alarming to her. Similarly, she will see Myth, Bruce, and Lennox as they take an immediate right and head to the [url=https://i.postimg.cc/yd90pLfQ/Palace-Library-Wingl.jpg]Library Wing[/url] of the Palace. Of course, that isn't everything Mona notes! She must have super sonic hearing or something, as she'll be able to hear voices coming from the Long Walk - two females, but she won't recognize them for now. 

	Over in the Library Wing, a few solutions will occur to the trio gathered as to how they could circumvent this problem. The first would be to simply find Queen Valda or Princess Luna - they can't have gone that far during all of the fighting. In fact, there was a good chance that they were just hiding in the Palace somewhere and would turn up in a few moments. The second idea would be to go down to the Royal Crypt and find the least decomposed corpse of a Royal, carry it up the stairs, and then see if they could enter the Queen's Room while holding it. The third would be to track down the ghost of Nera Hawthorn, the Port witch who murdered Queen Meliscente in that very room not so long ago. Lastly, the fourth idea would be to go to the Palace Infirmary and see if they had any of Prince Myrus', Princess Luna's, or Queen Valda's blood on supply - perhaps holding a vial of it would allow them entrance. All else fails, they may wish to go consult the ExtraOrdinary Wizard, Rowland. 

	Over in the Parlor, Gypsy rolled her eyes in disgust at Amarantha. "What, do ya need to be spoon fed too?" she scoffed. Amarantha was the head of the Small Wet Country's army, she ran the Palace Guard - surely she would understand that new recruits weren't coddled. They were treated harshly and they either got with the program or they perished an untimely death. The vampires' den was not that dissimilar to the Young Army of old that way. Heading out of the Parlor and down the Second Corridor, Gypsy emerged into the Private Courtyard and smiled, tasting the ash in the air. 

	"Ya got a name? I'm Gypsy," she introduced, walking through the area without being interrupted. She passed what had been called the Dragon Stable - it was little more than a kennel where Queen Meliscente's grandmother had kept a collection of puppies - and then opened the small gate in the midst of the row of hedges. Once through, they would be face to face with the Barracks. "I s'pose we have time for a snack on the way..."[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=cc33ff]Antonije Magnisky[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/rFKQMqzL/giphy.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=cc33ff]Location:[/color][/b] Makers' Mile -> the Ramblings 
[b][color=cc33ff]Skills:[/color][/b] Telepathy, Blend [hr][/center]	Antonije didn't mind that there was still the mark on his skin - if the vigilante came after him and killed him, well, he probably deserved it. Sylvi would be safe now though. He doubted Violet would think that someone would erase the mark - she was as naive as she was ruthless and cruel. [color=cc33ff][i]It's fine, Silvija. I'm not in the same danger you were in,[/i][/color] he told her gently via his telepathy. He put an arm around her and held her close to him, doing his best to make sure they didn't stand out too much in the crowds - though with all of the blood, it couldn't really be helped. 

	However, he didn't know how to tell her about Violet. He hadn't told anyone about the amnesiac. [color=cc33ff][i]The woman with yellow eyes, she's... She believes that she is fighting for good - and she is. She's an avenger though... not a protector,[/i][/color] he explained, stumbling a bit over his words. His initial explanation was likely going to confuse her more than it would help her understand what was going on. [color=cc33ff][i]She's... Well, she doesn't see things as being grey. Just black and white. And to her, vampires are all bad - evil - and the only way she knows how to stop evil is to kill it.[/i][/color]

	By now, they had made it to the Ramblings - they still had a long walk ahead of them though before they would reach their little home. The Ramblings was miles long, taking up a huge amount of space within the Castle, but it had everything that anyone would need. It had schools, stores, museums, theaters, homes, and even a recreational pool! So many people lived here, rich and poor, it was like the [i]Suburra[/i] in Rome - everyone just crowded into one small yet paradoxically expansive area. [color=cc33ff][i]Her name is Violet... But she used to be someone else.[/i][/color][hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=ed145b]Halley Banner[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/QdnhxFKS/tumblr-oypqjn-QGjz1rfco8go1-400.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=ed145b]Location:[/color][/b] the Docks - the Port 
[b][color=ed145b]Skills:[/color][/b] Perception, [b]Chaos Magyk[/b][hr][/center]	Fleur wouldn't have any problems seeing the assortment of characters gathered at the docks, though she would need to creep closer to hear them. There are some shipping crates and barrels nearby that she could hide behind, though she would likely do just as well to put on a hood and just happen to walk on by, as it is a public space. A few drunks are drifting through, leaving the tavern and ogling a little bit at the group. One of them even makes a rather rude hand gesture towards the Queen and Princess, screaming "YA ROYAL PIGS, GO BACK TO YOUR OWN FUCKING COUNTRY! UP YOURS, BITCHES!" before scurrying off to whatever cesspool he came from. Royal sentiment in the Port was not exactly favorable most of the time, since the Port viewed themselves as bringing in all of the money that sustained the rest of the country and receiving little in exchange.  

	Meanwhile, Halley tried not to giggle slightly as Titan jumped out at them with a sword. She waved her hand, using her powers of [b]Chaos Magyk[/b] and the sword turned into a collection of butterflies. The newly created beings flew away in a cluster, trying to get as far from these weird people as possible. [color=ed145b]"Reality can be deceiving,"[/color] Halley commented simply. She then turned her attention to Valda and Luna, as Cuyler had identified them as the Princess and Queen. She couldn't really tell which was which - though she imagined Luna was the Queen. She had a more regal and refined presence to her. 

	The Princess certainly seemed to have a mouth on her - something that annoyed Halley greatly. [color=ed145b]"We are preventing a greater danger than whatever petty squabble could be worrying you, Princess,"[/color] she told Valda. She then let out a huffy breath as the Dragon Boat picked up Titan by his shirt, like a mother picking up her child by the scruff of his neck, and the boat then flew off, heading towards the Palace. For the Royals and Titan, the flight would be relatively short and quick - the Dragon Boat landed in the water at the Palace Boat Launch, sending a huge volume of water up into the air and it doused the remaining flames on the Palace Lawn. Titan was unceremoniously dropped into the water as well with a [i]plop[/i].

	[color=ed145b]"Honestly, Midgard is so strange sometimes..."[/color] Halley complained, rubbing her forehead slightly. She then [b]Felt[/b] a strong presence nearby and she frowned slightly, unable to identify who it was. It could have easily been Loki. [color=ed145b]"Arnora, has the target moved?"[/color] she asked her companion.