[center][h1]NPC Post[/h1][/center] [@fetzen][@13org][@Jerkchicken][@HokumPocus][@Typical] [hr] The guards seemed startled and confused. Two seemed to be in a hurry towards the south side of the wall, one about to go up the nearby stairs and the remaining three appeared as if they might have been with the guy Chres had killed. With two more of their friends dead, both of them being with the man Chres had killed, The others were quick to pull out their weapons... Well except for the guy going up the stairs and one of the two heading to the south side of the wall. Those two only quickened their pace, the one heading south shouting "Intruders in the North Wall!" The outburst earning him a curse and a throwing knife in the back from Chres. Shocked, the man stumbled to the ground. The man rushing up the steps did completely unexpected on his way up, however. He blindingly tossed something at the group that appeared to give off a dull red glow from his hand. One of the guards cursed, upon seeing this, and made as if to head for cover. The others were not as observant.... [hr] [center][h1][color=00aeef]Chres Sansus[/color][/h1][/center] [hr] Chres only caught a glimpse of the glowing orb, but a glimpse was all he needed. [color=00aeef]"Get down!"[/color] He started, eyes wide... but it was already too late. The Compressed orb of Tempraision magic hit the ground between the three comrades and released a burst of energy. BOOM! WHOOSH! Chres felt himself getting thrown to ground and groaned. So that's what it felt like to be on the receiving end of his magic... [hr] [center][h1][color=a2d39c]Sil[/color][/h1][/center] [hr] Sil giggled with glee, dodging left right an over all the silly humans trying to tag her. This was so much fun! Why didn't Chres let her do this more often? That's when whooshing began. An arrow shooting just over her head. It's tip imbued with a dark substance that appeared to drink in the light around it. Shadow Metal. Just the fleeting passage of this arrow seemed to scream at her very essence, threatening to rip her fluffy little body apart! Another arrow flitted past, bouncing just off the wall. Sil yelped, leaping onto the neck of an nearby unsuspecting man and crawling into a gap in his armor. The man cried out, falling on the floor. "Get it off me! Get it off me!" He cried. His hand reaching into his armor only to earn him a sharp nip from Sil's Ferret teeth. Sil vaguely recalled being touched by that Shadowy Metal. Evil stuff! Very evil stuff! She did not wish to get hit by it again! More started men started shouting, crowding in on Sil's hiding spot. Sil felt cold or the closest thing to what she could only guess cold felt like. A moment of clarity hit her out of the blue. Why did she run off alone? What was she think?! Wouldn't it have been smarter to stick with her friends? Why was she always so foolish?! Stupid, stupid Sil! Sil felt herself shiver with fear, pushing herself further into her hiding spot. She nipped fearfully at the man's hand as he tried to grab her a second time. The man cursed in displeasure. Where were her friends? Why did she leave them? [hr] [center][h1][color=a187be]Sightless Syella[/color][/h1][/center] [hr] Everything was in chaos. They had underestimated the will of the people in this city, and that was going to cost them. Worse, Nieffar refused to acknowledge that. That man relied far too much on the Insight, and that was going to cost him. Sightless Syella shook her head. Striding down the interior towards the south eastern part of the wall along with an entourage of soldiers and clansmen with magical abilities. An oddity had caught her attention there. A portion of the interior that the Insight could not touch. The pact makers were causing trouble again, she suspected, but how did they get into the wall? She idly wondered if they had a hand in the uprising of the people. A few clansmen had reported seeing two of them with this man who appeared to be at the uprising's head. This had all seemed rather timely. The mob, the army, this oddity in the walls. The pact makers had outsmarted them somehow, and not just by using crystal jade candles... Something else was going on. Syella refocused her attention on the oddity inside the walls. It had moved further to the north, which was to be expected. What she hadn't expected, however, was that men appeared to be surviving going into and out of the influence of this blank space of her vision. Sightless Syella paused. What was going on here? Had the enemy hidden themselves among the enemy? No... there was too much commotion Centered around the point of interest. Something odd was going on here. A bell rang, in the distance, to the southwest. The sound of the bell interrupting her thoughts. "Siege Towers! South Wall!" Syella heart stopped. Siege Towers?! How had they not noticed them? Quickly, she refocused her attention south of the wall and spotted a modest sized force of men from the Nation of Touch heading charging for the wall. Many carrying ladders, others protecting the ladder holders with towering shields. She saw volleys of arrows be shot from archers at the back of the charge, and acts that could be the product of only magic wielders, what she didn't see were any siege towers. Not a one. [color=a187be]"What in the name of the Unseeing?"[/color] Syella said, her pace slowing. "Mistress Sightless?" A clansman at her side asked. Syella dove further into the Insight and noticed towering blank areas among the soldiers in the south. A suspicion began arise. The Mirage was doing his work. Syella turned her sightless gaze to the man who spoke. [color=a187be]"You... I need you to find an archer with shadow metal arrows and have them fire the arrows at those siege towers!"[/color] "Mistress?" The clansman said. [color=a187be]"They're not real. Illusions. I'm almost certain of it."[/color] The man's eyes widened, and turned to rush to the south wall. Syella caught him by the arm before he could leave though. [color=a187be]"I could be wrong."[/color] She said, looking the man in the eyes. [color=a187be]"Inform the ranking officers of the guard of this information but with that caveat. We need to focus our men accordingly, just in case I'm wrong."[/color] The man nodded and dashed off with a purpose. [color=a187be][i]Illusions...[/i][/color] Syella thought, refocusing back on the oddity inside the walls. Tilting her head in thought, she shift the Insight's focus elsewhere and found another blanks spot in the North eastern section of the wall. A blank spot away from the other two distractions. Sightless Syella couldn't help but smile. The Pact makers had coordinated all of this, hadn't they? She couldn't help but feel A sense of respect for her opponents. Somehow, despite the clan's best efforts, they had avoided the clan and had found a way to communicate with the army outside. [color=a187be]"Come."[/color] Sightless Syella said to her entourage. [color=a187be]"We must secure the gate."[/color]