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[i][color=86608E][center][h2]The first of many tasks[/h2][/center][/color][/i]

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[center]Just before the eve of Nox Arcanum, Dorothea got a special request from the crown. Not fully understanding why Vedil wished for her to take one of the Society of the Gift’s prized possessions, the Staff of the Covenant. A legendary staff of Eskandish origin as she has overheard over the last year of hearsay. Not only did she need to steal it from the Society of the Gift she also was tasked to take it to the Mausoleum of Ste. Berenice. The reason why was not disclosed as the only response back that was given was an ominous “You’ll see.”  

To prepare for the masquerade where the Staff would be shown off the girl made sure to select the most opulent of dresses she had. Having sewed in an inner pocket where she could hide a couple samples of her newest product, derived from her mastering around the chemical formula that would put someone into a state of unconsciousness. A powder that was created with the similar formula, heating up upon contact with high concentration of moisture and becoming her signature gas. She dubbed it her Schlafpulver. She bound a rather small knife sheath along her thigh, the knife itself was not big or noticeable but it might come in handy. Donning the Mask of the Wandering Witch Doctor as she went to the party.

The evening masquerade was well underway and the staff was in her eyesight, she just needed the right time and place. Not thinking she could take out the students guarding it and make a run for it. Her indecisiveness came in handy this time around as… Hugo… came back and the girl could feel her ability to use magic fade away. using the shock and lack of magic to her advantage as she ran towards the staff, grabbing some wine from a person she passed. grabbing her powder and as she reached her destination released the powder into the wine and caused it to unleash her incapacitating agent. knocking out the people around the staff one by one. The girl had no time to think it through any longer as she grabbed the Staff and made a run for it. 

Without her noticing the girl had not realized that something happened to her or rather with people around her. First their eyes were not glued to the staff… but rather to her and her figure. Without much of a warming the girl was getting swarmed by these people. The girl used the Marrowood staff to fend the people off enough to open some sort of pathway, her clothing was getting torn from the hands grabbing onto. The long dress turned a lot shorter after some tearing, but eventually the girl was out of the group’s stampede as the effect subsided as her magic returned to her. 

Without much warning a dark portal appeared and a frog-like being hopped out, was it a frog? No, it reeked too much of Void energy for that. It appeared to be a Frog Demon of sorts and quickly lunged towards the Feskan. Out of fear the girl did not hold back against the demon and cast Touch of Doom against him, causing the little frog demon to expand before violently exploding into tiny bits. 

As if one demon was not enough, soon another portal opened and another small demon appeared, this one looking somewhat more human? The noise it made was terrible cackling noise. To deal with the pest quickly the girl used Blizzard of Knives to skewer the demon and quickly let it escape this plane of existence.

Then as if the other two demons were more a test of her patience another presence came out of a third portal. This one felt different, it gave the girl chicken bumps by just its sheer presence. A massive grinning demon made itself present and looked straight at Dory. The Feskan shook in her boots before something clicked in her mind and soon enough her body began convulsing. The demon within the girl’s body did not say a single word with the only thing present on him being a content smirk. With little effort the crown’s demon tried to remove the grinning demon from reality, however it was not enough as he clawed its way back. Then “Dory’s” face contorted into a more annoyed frown. Putting in more effort into its next spell as the space around the grinning demon turned into the void and without much chance to struggle was erased from reality. 

The crown’s demon let control over the body go and soon enough Dory came back, grasping her head and continuing her way towards the mausoleum, then one last portal opened as a small chicken demon appeared out of it. Dory, having had enough of this debacle, used Coldfire to coat the chicken demon with a non ending flame.

Then a sensation that was familiar from before came over her as what little people were around were dangerously attracted once more to her for some reason. Every person coming close to her was hit full blast by a gaze of sloth from her, forming up a line of unconscious bodies. 

The sensation left her once more as a small condensed cloud hung over her head and poured cats and dogs, the girl struggled to keep up her pace with the rising winds. Lightning struck and like a gunslinger, Dory blasted it and the cloud away with a darkbolt. Running just in case a cloud returns.

Upon reaching the Mausoleum of Ste. Berenice, Dorothea looked around and found a couple of Gargoyles. Most of them look as if they have been left alone while others look quite damaged. Dory walked forward and placed the Staff upon a broken altar as was requested. The staff emitted energy and soon enough the statues around her began to move? The statue-esque beings soon enough approached the girl and kneeled. Out of the ten gargoyles only six managed to look unscathed, two unfortunately did not come to life from their broken form. It was then that Dory noticed that they were not seen around the group of six that slowly approached the girl, one was missing an arm while the other missed a wing. Their cries almost sounded like begging. 

Taking pity on them, the girl sighed. She did not know how to bring back limbs with how little blood magic she had. Placing her left and right hand on both of their heads, even if she does not have the magic to heal them she can soothe their pain. But as if the gods themselves heard these being's pleas the arm and wing grew back upon their form. Both of them grabbed her respective hand and shook them before falling back in line with the other six.

Then everything went numb, she could still see however there was no way for her to speak or move on her own. It seemed as if Vedil had taken over. The words out of her mouth was not a single language she could understand in the slightest. Then something that sounded like a list of names came across. the two that came to her were called out first. [color=593f5e]“Zabarchazad, Arisztaxa”[/color] Then the others were called out [color=593f5e]“Simbarids, Gorganchack, Dandrouyo, Kalifenni, Dexoria, Allanayax”[/color] Vedil’s words continued a while further and the eight of them flew off, leaving Dory alone at the mausoleum once more. [color=86608E]”What just happened?...”[/color][/center]

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