EliteCommander

The Aesteria Chronicles

I'll respond after you, unless the next ice storm knocks out my internet again, which is a distinct possibility.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

My internet came back on and I was able to fix the formatting. Hopefully, it stays on.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Good news everybody, my internet is back for the moment. It's not fast, but it's back. (Good news subject to change. There are still trees laying on power lines. No idea why they're active.)

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

I made my last post from a phone, which destroyed the formatting. The paragraph that starts with "Vera with a hint of..." was supposed to be part of the previous paragraph, without the repeated "Vera". The phone refuses to change it. Edit: I made it look a little better.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Going into the meeting room, Ahnasha was expecting Vera to be shaken by what she saw, but there was nothing she could have done to prepare herself for Vera's reaction. There were no words Ahnasha could put forward for comfort, no way to describe the pain she saw in Vera's eyes. Meesei was the one in charge of the investigation,but to Ahnasha, Vera's pain seemed nothing less than genuine. In her mind, if Vera was the traitor, then she would have to be a superb actor. All Ahnasha could do was stand by wordlessly, trying to prevent her own emotions from showing through her expression. Ahnasha had not known Jerrick long enough to be deeply affected by his death, but all she could think of when she saw Vera mourning her husband was she would feel if it was Fendros lying there instead. The mere thought of it caused her heart to race, until she had to force herself to speak up to get her mind off of it. "We...probably need to move his body somewhere to preserve it." Ahnasha said softly and nervously as she walked over beside Vera. She looked away silently for a few moments before bringing herself to look back down at Vera with a hint of tears in her own eyes. "We will find his killer, whoever they are. We will find them, and we will make them pay. We'll send them to the Hunting Grounds, and I'm sure Jerrick will be there just waiting for them. So far, Darahil had been the most cooperative to Meesei, and based on the statements given by the lieutenants so far he had the least opportunity to poison Jerrick. However, Meesei was not going to absolve him of suspicion until she could prove he could not have done it. In the meantime, she would approach him just as she had the others. "I suppose we should get started right away. I just have a few questions for now to get a sense of what happened. Start this morning, right after you awoke. I need to know, in as much detail as you can give me, what have you done all day, and when. As well, tell me everything you know about what Jerrick and the other lieutenants have done today."

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

An ice storm knocked out my internet at home. I don't know when it will be on again.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

An ice storm knocked my internet out at home. I don't know when it will be on again.

The Aesteria Chronicles

"I told you they would scream" Ignis said to Helen, dissipating himself into the air once more as the children ran out from behind their hiding place. He was actually curious to see what the strange men would do once they saw the children. He thought it might cause some sort of an entertaining scene, but that thought ended once weapons were drawn. As much as Ignis liked to cause trouble, he never wanted to cause violence. Immediately, Ignis brought himself to the ready . He started to draw in as much heat as he could, creating a surprisingly chilly area around a rather hot core. He still could not be seen, but if someone passed through him, he could certainly be felt. For a few, brief moments, everyone just stood with weapons drawn, staring one another down. The first to fire was actually the boy, carrying Eli's rifle. but, because the universe did not seem to want to end this easily, the shot seemed to have no real effect. The fight broke out quickly, and while most of the thugs were falling easily, the leader remained, along with his terrifying ice spirit. Ignis quickly received his orders, along with Helen's other spirits. Helen herself was starting to run away, which was good. Humans were too fragile, and if Adonai ran too, Ignis would not have to worry about who mattered dying. Even so, fighting an ice spirit was inherently frightening for him. Spirits that manipulated the cold could harm him much more easily than most others, and when given the choice, he preferred to avoid them altogether. Still, at the very least, heat and fire could usually hurt them just the same. Okay, okay, that spirit is very...cold. Very cold. Ignis thought, his attention frantically darting around the room as he searched for options. There was far too much happening at once for him to be able to pay attention to it all, but luckily, there were still plenty of obvious options. In particular, Alan's spirit, Seru, was front and center in the middle of the fight. Oh, but that one definitely isn't. He thought as he positioned himself inside the ceiling just above Seru.

The Depths of Deception

Rareth smiled after taking her first drink of her glass. She sat herself down on a couch across from Shiva. It has been a while since she had been able to drink, especially since she did not join the others in drinking on their night out on Pax. Rareth was not greatly concerned about rules relating to the matter. It was quite difficult for a Datius to be reprimanded for any sort of small infraction or breach of protocol, especially since they operate above Rothian law. Technically, as the mission was a joint operation, Rothian laws and protocols were not necessarily what they were following, but it would be very difficult all the same for anything to happen to her or the others. "It is a wine from Rothia, my home city of Threria, actually. Strangely enough, it is not actually made from a fruit, but instead the root of a plant called...lulan'carth, I think. I do not know how one goes about making wine from a root, but apparently they can. The plant is actually ground beneath the main city, which is especially impressive considering that Thereia is built on a mountain range. If you didn't know, the ground level of Threria isn't really inhabited, at least not by the main population. It consists entirely of skyscrapers built on mountains, all of which are interconnected. It's known as "The City of the Sky," for obvious reasons." Rareth explained.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Meesei made sure to write down that Oswall did not claim to notice that Jerrick was separated from his waterskin in the meeting room, as Vera had indicated, but that was not inconsistent with the situation as had so far been described to her. If Oswall had been the first to leave the room, then he would not know that Jerrick had left it behind. He also said that Jerrick had separated from his equipment during training, just like Vera, so that detail was becoming more reliable. So far, she knew that both Oswall and Vera had been in the training room at some point during his lesson, so both had the opportunity to be the poisoner. However, she still needed far more information to draw any conclusions. "Thank you, Oswall. That is all I have to ask for now. If I have any more questions, I will be sure to find you. Just the same, if you think of anything that can be helpful in my investigation, feel free to share it with me in private. You are an experienced member of this clan, and I hope to have your cooperation in such a stressful time. I hope you understand why I cannot eliminate anyone from suspicion without evidence. Our enemy is a crafty being; he can turn the most well-intentioned individuals to his cause without them even knowing it. I may have to do some things that you or other lieutenants may not like, and indeed, I do not want to do them either, but I have to do whatever I can for this clan. Now, let's head back out. I will send one of my pack with you to see Jerrick's body." Meesei explained before standing up and leading Oswall back out of the room with the others. As soon as the two left the room, Meesei looked to the nearest lieutenant once more. "Darahil, I shall speak to you next." She stated, but before he could move, she made one more announcement. "But first, I have made the decision to have at least one of my pack accompany all lieutenants at all times. I know that is not likely a comfortable arrangement for anyone. Most of you have been loyally dedicated to the clan for as long as you have been serving in your roles, and now you are being treated like suspects. That is not a situation that anyone would like, but I implore you understand the situation as I am dealing with it. I know that one of the lieutenants is the traitor, so by having one of my own with you all, we can all rest easy knowing that the traitor is being watched at all times. Beyond that, my pack shall help protect you should you be attacked in some form. Additionally, I am going to send one of my pack every day to Bruma, or perhaps other nearby villages, to buy food and water for both my pack, and all of you. This way, none of us will be in danger of being poisoned, of which we know the traitor is certainly capable. Now, Janius, could you go with Oswall to the meeting room to see Jerrick's body? If Ahnasha and Vera have already moved it, see if you can locate it." Once she had given her orders, Meesei moved back into the private room to question Darahil.