[hr][hr][center][img]https://i.postimg.cc/ydPQN0Lh/1838d2018132c903189151c4257fb318.png[/img][hr][img]https://i.postimg.cc/DzJZbz4S/That-Third-Americancurl-size-restricted.gif[/img][hr][@Nallore][@BlueSky44][@FantasyChic][@KazAlkemi][/center][hr][center][h3][color=ff0000][b]The Small Wet Country Across the Sea: November 6th, 12,508 - 12:30 AM [/b][/color][/h3][/center][hr][color=ff0000][i][b]Wizard Way, the Castle...[/b][/i][/color]

	"Hold onto the eye - you will need to give it to Mimir once we reach him," Sága explained. "Mimir's dwelling is known as Well of Urd... Located in the Asgardian sky." Some legends said that the gods would meet there for council meetings, others said that only those who were willing to sacrifice could meet with Mimir at the well and receive his wisdom. Regardless of the myth, one thing was clear - the Well of Urd was where the most sacred knowledge was kept and those who were worthy could access it. "Now, if one of you would ask Heimdall to open the BiFrost, we can be on our way..." Sága requested. She must have been traveling by other means over the years, as not even Heimdall had seen her. [hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=ff0000]Myrus Silvers[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/bvxVPzjD/tumblr-mf4te5lnc-K1qfofhwo1-r1-500.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=ff0000]Location:[/color][/b] Dungeon One - the Palace 
[b][color=ff0000]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A  [hr][/center]	[color=ff0000]"As do I,"[/color] Myrus answered Amarantha softly, as she hoped he knew what he was doing. He was determined to do the right thing for the Castle and his people - he couldn't see a way around locking Amarantha up, with the only alternative being to kill her. Maybe they would be able to find her a cure and restore her to what she once was... but for now, he couldn't think of her as Luna's protector - he had to view her as a weapon of evil. He fastened her chains tightly, in order to prevent an easy escape. Once they were on her, Amarantha would begin to feel her life force being slowly drained - a little bit of her power leaving her with each passing moment. 	

	[color=ff0000]"...You are allowed one visitation,"[/color] Myrus then decided, looking at Amarantha. [color=ff0000]"The guards will check on you once a a day to bring you meals - let them know when you have decided who you wish to have visit you. If you make any attempts to escape... you will be burned at the stake,"[/color] he finished, his voice scarcely above a whisper. His hands were shaking - he didn't like this part of being royalty, but he had to do right by the Castle and that meant making the hard decisions no matter what. 

	Meanwhile back upstairs, Apollodora sighed slightly. She couldn't blame them for the confusion - the timeline had been altered and her mother seemingly died. Arya had put her faith in the wrong child to ensure that things operated smoothly. Of course, it was hardly surprising... Arya and Cuyler had always favored Rainbrook, adoring him and singing his praises for the [b]Magykal[/b] deeds he could perform. Apollodora meanwhile had hard blue eyes, never showing any [b]Magykal[/b] talent. She had to carve a name for herself without any legacy to fall back upon. 

	"Arya Rincewind is not dead - tell me, did you ever find a corpse?" she asked Princess Luna. She only half listened to Queen Valda, not really caring for the little tantrum she was throwing. They were rather hung up on the fact that everyone believed Arya was dead and she decided they just needed to see proof then. "Take something of the ExtraOrdinary Wizard's and cast a locator spell - you'll see that she still draws breath, she just doesn't know who she is... and that's exactly what makes her dangerous."[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=#9B30FF]Violet[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/SKZ4DwBf/tenor.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=#9B30FF]Location:[/color][/b] ???
[b][color=#9B30FF]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][/center]	Fleur's father smirked at her slightly. "You say that your Coven has amassed power, but within two decades time will they remember you? I think not," he chided. "Your efforts will be undone by the heroes... They always can face the threats that they can name - it is only in the shadows that you can both hold and [i]keep[/i] power, my child." However, he could not help but be proud of her ambition - he saw himself in her. She wanted to rule a country, maybe even the world - had he not been the same when he was her age? Was he that different now? 

	"I have already made my move, daughter..." he answered her, not offering more as to what he was going to do now. He wasn't about to tell her his entire plan, even if she was his flesh and blood. 

	Violet was skeptical of this entire situation. She didn't know if it was true or not that this demon was Fleur's father, but she knew evil when she saw it and he was pure evil. [color=#9B30FF]"With all due respect, as you two are related... He's too dangerous to leave alive, think of what he could do to the world... what he might have already done,"[/color] she whispered to her ally. She wasn't going to attack the Lord Hellfire without hearing Fleur's thoughts on the matter. She would come and kill him another day if Fleur preferred to spare him for now. She wasn't about to rob a child of her father, at least not right in front of her. 

	[color=#9B30FF]"... The witching hour is waning, we should leave."[/color][hr][center][h3][color=ff0000][b]Asgard: November 6th, 12,508 - 1:30 AM [/b][/color][/h3][/center][hr][color=ff0000][b][i]The Palace...[/i][/b][/color]

	Antonije stared at Myth for a second, as if deciding whether or not to accept her care and affection - his chin then wobbled and a few tears escaped from his eyes as he nodded. [color=cc33ff]"Okay,"[/color] he murmured, trying to believe her words but a part of him was still afraid. He didn't know how he could help Sylvi and he didn't know if any of these gods knew how to as well. None of them had been able to bring back his parents from the dead, after all, and Bruce had almost failed in rescuing Marya and Medea from their Coven. 

	[color=ed145b]"Excellent, we'll be off then,"[/color] Halley said. The prison was located below the Palace, meaning that once they reached the Palace she turned down the corridor with Myth and headed down to the dungeons. The prison was guarded by a small group of Asgardian soldiers, with each cell closed off by a yellow energetic barrier. No one had ever been able to escape it in the history of Asgard. Approaching an empty cell, Halley set Loki down inside and then pressed a switch, sealing the God of Mischief inside. 

	"I see you've brought another soul for me to guard," Forseti, the God of Justice and Retribution, commented with a smirk as he wandered on over to Myth and Halley. He was Runa's older brother, imprisoned for thousands of years for crimes against the multiverse... it was only recently that he had been reinstated to his old positions of running Asgard's justice system. "What was Loki's crime this time?"

	[color=ed145b]"Loki is being held for questioning by the All-Mother,"[/color] Halley informed her uncle. She crossed her arms, not exactly thrilled to see him... While Asgard may have forgiven Forseti for what he had done, she didn't. She couldn't forgive something so horrible and drastic, something that went against everything they stood for... It had taken a team of Midgardians to stop him, bringing even greater shame to the House of Odin. 

	"You can't hold people in my prison simply because you dislike them, niece," Forseti warned darkly. "You'll have to release Loki."

	[color=ed145b]"No, I will [i]not[/i]."[/color]

	Meanwhile back upstairs, Antonije was looking at the little demigod skeptically. She looked incredibly small and sleepy to be an all powerful being capable of healing Sylvi of her vampirism. The extremely filthy stuffed bunny she had by her side hardly helped matters, just adding to the perception that she was just a little kid that wouldn't be able to help at all. His eyes flickered over to Bruce and he kept a strong hold on Sylvi. [color=cc33ff]"I need you to help her,"[/color] he told Nova. [color=cc33ff]"A vampire turned her..."[/color]