[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=pink]Cuyler Eysteinsson[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=pink]Location:[/color] The Port -- The Castle
[color=pink]Skills:[/color] Astrology[/center][hr]

Whatever the plan may be, they needed to go back to the Palace, that much was clear. The answers they needed for the fortress or to find Loki were there, thanks to Halley’s summary. [color=pink]”Alright, well it’s a long ways back or do you have another jump in you for the three of us?”[/color] He looked at his cousin, hoping she did. They didn’t have a lot of time to spare. Whatever [b]Magyk[/b] Cuyler had sensed was now disappearing as well. He wasn’t certain that was such a good thing.
Thia relaxed again at his side, she remained vigilant but her eyes were also dodging every which way. She was growing restless and Cuyler knew that meant she needed to hunt. [color=pink]”Once we get back to the Palace, then you can go and see what you can find,”[/color] he told Thia. He scratched the top of her head and she leaned into him. Cuyler yawned and glanced up at the stars. The initial adrenaline of arriving here and then feeling Arya’s power had now drained from him. A combination of that and the descending darkness, Cuyler was feeling rather tired. [color=pink]”We should press on, it’s getting rather late in the evening.”[/color]

[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=#006400]Amarantha[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=#006400]Location:[/color] Palace Boat Launch ---> Inside the Palace / [color=#006400]The Barracks -- The Palace[/color] 
[color=#006400]Skills:[/color] Resistance; [/center][hr]

Titan watched as servants and guards threw bodies onto the fires. He noted some of them were men and women from the army. Whether they were bitten or eaten, it didn’t matter. They all belonged to the other now. Titan moved slowly, using each step as a recovery from the trauma of the day. He passed a fellow guard turned mortician and stopped. He laid a hand on the man before murmuring a few words. The guard offered up and sword and Titan moved on. 
Now equipped to properly guard the Queen and Crown Princess, he moved into a position of guarding. He scanned every nook and cranny that they passed. Shoving the pain of what he had seen today deep down where it could sit and wait. News of Prince Myrus being inside seemed to bring a light to the woman, Luna in particular and she was off and running. Titan looked to Valda, staying with her for the time being. 

The smell of burnt flesh pricked Amarantha’s nose after the sound of screaming and the poetic hiss of a fire starting. She relaxed as she walked. [color=#006400]”Thank you Dawn,”[/color] she mumbled to herself. She had just lost her lead into the Vampire coven but Dawn had just saved what remained of the Palace Guard and they needed everyone they could get. She pushed forward, now seeking Titan. He would have to be in charge and she would need to disappear for awhile. There was no way she would be able to retain her post. 
As she moved to go around a corner she felt the cool steel of a blade before hearing a familiar voice. Amarantha relaxed as Apollodora’s voice filled her ears. [color=#006400]”Yes, the need for blood is a bit daming but there are other perks,”[/color] she noted. [color=#006400]”Have you seen your mother? She’s a charmer.”[/color] Admittedly, Amarantha’s first interaction with Arya could have gone a lot smoother and Apollo did warn her not to make mention of her having a daughter but, Amarantha was desperate and she wasn’t one to cover anything in white sugar. 

[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=#1E90FF]Ahote Proudstar[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=#1E90FF]Location:[/color] The Future Palace
[color=#1E90FF]Skills:[/color] Sneaking[/center][hr]

So it seemed Ragnarok was truly inevitable. Ahote turned his head, hearing Prince Myrus’s desperate pleas that something had to be done and he watched the blue demon walk further away. Was there even a point to pursue it, knowing that the Castle’s fate was sealed? Ahote thought back to the redhead at Loki’s feet. If they were only three years into the future, there was no other possibility than that fallen Queen being Valda. [color=#1E90FF]”There must be something we can do.”[/color] There was a steel determination to Ahote’s voice. Clearly the man was not going down without a fight. Him and Myth seemed to have that in common at the moment. [color=#1E90FF]”And if we can’t stop this, if we can’t even prolong it. Then at the very least we can get revenge on our fallen. Right now.”[/color] He looked at Bruce, ready for an objection or argument. Ahote was fighting today, who that would be, was yet to be determined. 
Ahote stepped up beside Mryus. He laid a hand on his shoulder and gave the Prince’s shoulder a bit of a squeeze. [color=#1E90FF]”Faith Prince Myrus. Hold onto it because we all could use a little of it. Faith and love.”[/color] As much as Mryus had learned from Ahote, Ahote had learned just as much if not more from the Prince himself and Ahote was just as determined to keep the Prince’s head up as he was in getting revenge for what would transpire here.