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Dark Side RP (Remake) Dead

Jenny slowly made her way through the streets, the events of the night replaying themselves over and over again in her mind. She was tired, and slightly thirsty as well. Maybe some coffee would help with that. So she trotted over to a little coffee shop she knew on the outskirts of town. Seeing how it was the dead of night, there were no customers present except her. Jenny ordered a coffee loaded with sugar and cream, hoping this would make her forget, or at least calm her down, and drank it in small sips on the sidewalk right outside the store.

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Finally, everyone seems to be coming together.

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" . . . And that's my limits of knowledge on the matter. Highly paraphrased, of course," Kutur finished, gathering up loose papers as he spoke.

"So what should we do about the threat?" asked Rughoi, mostly to himself. "That will be all. Leave me to my thoughts," he said, waving in the direction of the front gate. "And if possible, send your reports to either Merat or Rama, whichever one you think will look at your data more sympathetically." Kutur bowed low, and exited through the gate, leaving the room looking far quieter and larger than when he did. Rughoi looked up and around him, at the towering stained glass figures, tapestries, and felt . . . like a child again. Gone for a few minutes was Rughoi the Unbound, Son of the Dragons, and in his place little Rughoi of the fields, who could only gaze in wonder at riches he had never seen in his life. Rughoi composed himself. Perhaps he was a little rash today. He should visit his mother. A search of the palace, however, found her nowhere to be found. "Where is my mother?" he wondered, slightly frustrated. "And for that matter, where is Rama?"

Merat was not within the bounds of the city, where Kutur was looking for him. "We are soldiers," he said to his guards, who were hard at work laying cobbles for the roads. "Not builders. Heard report. Bright light. Possibly dracons. With me," and with that, he and ten of his elite retinue left for the hills. They stopped at the near side of the hill. "Spread out," he commanded. "Find dracons. Capture, kill if necessary."

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"Your Might," said a guard authority, who unceremoniously approached Rughoi as he worked on the walls. "One of the citizens reported seeing a bright flash beyond that hill over there. He was not able to give details, but I and my compatriots have reason to believe they may be Mitronian Loyalists."

"This cannot come at a worse time," grumbled Rughoi, setting a brick. "All of the hands are on the public works. If they attack now, the city will crumble to dust. Especially if they were able to hire wizards or the like." He set down his tools and motioned to the guard. "Take over here. Perhaps it is best I return to the throne." Then, he rushed back to the palace.

"Kutur!" he shouted, the moment he burst through the doors. Kutur rushed up, papers flying everywhere. "Your Might!" he wheezed. "From my calculations, t-"

"Another time, Kutur," Rughoi interrupted. "A situation has come up. Tell me everything you know about magic. You learned some, did you not?"

"Yes, Your Might, I have," said Kutur. "The Red Discipline, from Bythesea. Effective stuff," said Kutur, catching his breath.

"Excellent," drawled Rughoi. "Start talking."

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Jenny took off in the direction Azzurra indicated, trying to protect the back of her head with her arms. Through thick shrubbery and tall grass she ran, a few times acquainting herself solidly with trees. Then, she broke through a particularly dense bit of foliage to find herself in open air, as well as short, well maintained grasses, an area devoid of trees, and a small dirt path leading away to a cozy building in the distance. Jenny felt the need to pinch herself, doubting the events that just occurred. She, much to her fright, found that she was awake.

Dark Side RP (Remake) Dead

Jenny nodded, then walked after Azzurra, now at a faster pace. Every few paces, she would turn and look behind her, now paranoid that any drop of vigilance would lead to the two of them being brained by a mysterious flying rock. No coping mechanism she can think of, no tactic found in any psychology book she read, could calm her nerves. "What's going on?" she asked, looking back once again. "What's happening? Why us?"

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Krakas, muttering obscenities, eventually pulled herself out of the water and put on another robe. The warm water, the polite company, she could almost pretend she wasn't swept up over her head in a never ending war led by her own son. Kutur, when he thought it was safe, turned back and started writing hasty notes about the statues lining the room.

"Good chieftain Rama, of the Bronze Tree clan, I believe?" he started. "His Might the Emperor Rughoi demands that I appraise the decorations of the palace for trade value, with the end goal, if I may be so bold to say, being to attract more kobold citizens and hire workers and mercenaries. Your eye for gold is better than mine. What say you about these statues?"

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"Well, why not?" Jenny said, bounding over a rock. "The trees look absolutely beautiful under the full moon! I love it!" As if a bad omen or curse, the ground rattled violently under her the moment she finished her sentence. Azzurra was able to keep her footing, but Jenny was not so sure footed. "Ohhhh . . ." she groaned, picking herself off the ground and dusting off her sweater. Maybe she could walk off her twisted ankle? Then, bad luck struck again, and a rock flung itself in her general direction. Jenny shrieked and ducked. She most certainly should have stayed inside.

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While Rama and Krakas began striking up pleasant conversation, Rughoi was on the walls of the city, working alongside his brothers in arms. Kutur was running around, overtaxing himself working on almost every project, considering he was perhaps the only educated kobold within the city walls.

"You see, Your Might," he said between gasps and measurements with a complicated rope system. "It's a classic engineering equation I encountered studying in the human's Bythesea Empire. With two turns of the rop-"

"Telling me the measurements would be fine," Rughoi grunted, sliding in another brick almost as large as his torso.

"Ah yes, Your Might. Five breadths on the x-axis, or as you would say, across would be structurally sound." Kutur said, rifling through the sheets of parchment and adjusting the ropes.

"Good work. Now, I'd suggest searching the palace and appraising anything we could sell," Rughoi commanded, and Kutur bowed, then rushed off to the castle. Quickly, he swung open doors, giving the room a quick once over, looking at the potential valuables and quickly jotting them down on parchment. Then he arrived at the bathhouse, and saw a veritable fortune of statues, as well as . . . something else.

"Eep!" he cried, covering his eyes and turning away. "I'll . . . let you two get decent, if it pleases you."

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Nervously, Jenny skipped after the other woman. She seemed so mature, so self contained . . . not traits Jenny would often use to describe herself. "Well . . . thanks. For helping me out," she began. "Sorry, I don't think I caught your name back there, with all the ice and skeletons and such. Perhaps we should get to know each other a bit? I'm Jenny, I live in town." This was said with a proffered hand to shake. "Ooh, you know what? I think chrysanthemums are in season! Do you know there's a rare variant that only grows right here in this forest? I suppose that was one of the reasons I decided to come here. Well, that and the family situation. I don't know if I could handle being too far away from my parents. I'm not boring you, am I?" Oh, why did she always run her mouth when she was nervous?