Rithy

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Leaving the living room behind, Rithrynn would traverse back through the atrium to the other side to search for the guest room in which she had left Serphia. It occurred to her that she had somehow managed to forget which door lead to the room in question, and so she instead decided to take a moment to listen for any 'familiar' sounds from any of the doors. Managing to block out all the extra noise coming from the living room, Rithrynn managed to filter out a couple of voice and low moaning coming from one of the doors.

Quickly shifting over to it, she'd grab the handle and pull it up.

"Mistress Serphia, I need to,-" Rithrynn began as she moved her head through the door to look into the darkened room, only to spot two of her sisters in a rather intimate position. Or was it three?

" ... "

"Sorry about that, carry on!"

Before any of them could mount any coherent answer or question beyond mere gasps and lewd looks, Rithrynn had already smacked the door shut to continue further along the hallway, trying to remember the door to the guest chamber she had used. That was, until she came across a rather familiar looking door, identified by the battered frame around it. Taking a much more careful approach this time, Rithrynn would slowly open the door to peek inside.

It was definitely the room she had been looking for, the first giveaway being the crushed chair lying around on the floor, being one of the first objects to come within her view.

"But where is Serphia?"

Rithrynn would glance around the room as she'd open the door for full, finding no trace of her Captain. However, when she stepped into the room, she heard a distant squeaking noise coming from a room further ahead, accompanied by a low moan. Continuing through the guest room to the door on the other side, Rithrynn would listen for a moment, before reaching to grab the handle on the door. Again, practicing the same caution as before, she'd slowly slide it open to gaze inside.

As she looked into the room, she immediately found both her quarry, and the source of the noise.

Rithrynn's eyes were quickly fixated on her Captain, who was perched on top of a silk bed, face down in the pillow and with her big, purple butt high up in the air, wearing little more than an undersized thong. And looking very happy by the looks of it. Taking a moment just to stareat her Captain in a stunned expression as Serphia arched her back in a deep moan, Rithrynn would eventually slap herself, before stepping into the room.

"Uhm, mistress?"

"Mmmhm, Get out or get in, Syn'dial." Serphia would reply in a slightly annoyed tone, as she'd wriggle her butt from side to side. Throwing her Captain's backside an odd glare, Rithrynn would kneel down besides the bed.

"Mistress, we need to prepare for the assault. The time is now."

Letting out a sigh, Serphia would turn around and sit up in the bed, the undersized human bed squeaking as she moved about. Moving a hand across her forehead to give it a rub, Serphia would smile softly as she'd move her hips around.

"How is Falere?" Rithrynn asked, trying to smile in return to her Captain.

"Ohh, deep... " Serphia would answer with a giggle, as she leaned forward.
"I never realized she and Shani were such good partners. Even if I wanted to, I doubt I could get them out."

"That's adorable," Rithrynn replied with a slight maniacal tone in her voice, clearly highly amused by Falere's predicament.
"But, the assault. We need to gather our warriors!"

"Hmf, I suppose I'll have to get back to you two later." Serphia would whisper playfully down at her lap, wriggling her butt on the bed. For a quiet moment, it was almost as if Rithrynn could hear the combined, furious screams of both Shani and Falere, emanating from her captain's rear. But that was probably just her mind playing tricks, and so Rithrynn shook her head.

"Very well, let us get this over with. I always wanted to conquer that fort since the moment I first saw it."

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"Rithrynn, go and find Serphia!"

" ... why do I always get the most dangerous missions?!" Rithrynn complained, but her words fell on deaf ears as Liaena had already charged through the gate as an over-eager dog to make a beeline for the mansion door.

Letting out a sigh, Rithrynn threw a sour gaze after Liaena as the human's backside disappeared through the front door.

"Why do I even bother... " Rithrynn muttered in a defeated tone as she happily jumped off the carriage, which felt great considering the terrible trip she had gone through! Turning to look towards the still fuming watcher by the gate, Rithrynn threw her a pat on the shoulder.

"Please don't kill any monkeys, it'd really make Serphia sad... "

"Oh, I don't need to kill them!"

" ... "

"Alright, alright!"

Delilah, the gatekeeper grumbled, throwing a dark stare towards the cab driver. The cab driver in question had no desire to stay around and risk becoming a potential pin cushion, and so cracked his whip and flew off with his carriage even faster than he had arrived. Walking through the garden at a much more slower pace than Liaena, Rithrynn would eventually reach the door to the mansion and peek in.

There was surprisingly little activity in the atrium to Rithrynn's surprise, with only a few empty goblets, plates and pillows scattered on the floor, alongside a semi naked sentinel sleeping on one of the sofas against the walls.

There were however no small volume of noise coming from the living room, as usual, and so Rithrynn was quick to make it her destination as she passed through the lower floor of Sharon's mansion, which at that point was becoming more and more filled with trash and ruined furniture. It seemed as if even Friedrick's amazing talent at creating tidiness wherever the man went was now finally becoming strained!

"Hey, guys!" Rithrynn exclaimed as she entered the living room, which was still playing host, or rather; victim, to the warband's fierce party! Walking up to the nearest crowd of her sisters which had gathered around a table, she would elbow herself into the circle.
"Have you seen captain Serphia?"

The question arose many amused, intoxicated faces and a bit of laughter as the Sentinels looked between each other, before gazing back up at Rithrynn standing over them.

"What, aren't you supposed to be the Lieutenant?"

"I think she went to have a nap. It was too noisy!"

"Noo, obviously she went to have some fun with Falere!"

"Thi-hihih!"

"Hey, I'm just glad Falere finally found the place she belonged!"

"True, their love has been in the making for too long. Awww!"

"Hey Ri, any plan of joining her once your time as a Lieutenant is done?"

"Hahaha!"

"Very funny... " Rithrynn commented, resisting the temptation to smack some faces.
" ... where is she?"

" ... I don't know, in the guest room you left her in?"

"Right. Thanks for the help." Rithrynn concluded, removing herself from the conversation.

"Ri! Say hi to Naliyah from me!"

"Hihi, you should go and check on her!"

" ... "

Rithrynn turned around without saying anything further, and walked out. If she was ever going to bomb her sisters with a shrink bomb before inviting Naliyah to the room, it would have to happen later. Right now, she unfortunately had more pressing matters!

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The promise of all that glitters clearly inspired the driver to push the legal traffic rules to new limits, as he zoomed through the streets of Stormwind at an amazing, and what could only be a very dangerous speed.

Rithrynn found herself having to dive down and lie flat across the top of the cabbie when the first archway came, as to avoid being knocked right off the wagon! Houses and people were passing them quickly, and the wheels slid dangerously on from side to side on the slushy ice roads.

"Do we really have to go this fast?!" Sounded the worried voice of Rithrynn as she held on for dear life to the cab, predicting a violent crash at any moment!

"We have no time to waste, Kitty's in danger!"

"I know, but surely it would increase her chances of being rescued if we were ALIVE by the time we reach Sharon's house!"

"What?"

"I said,-"

"I don't understand you!"

As much as Rithrynn wished to protest, the Night Elf found herself becoming more focused on simply not falling off the wagon whenever it made a violent turning, prioritizing survival above filing complaints to Liaena! At one nasty turn, the carriage even slid into the stone wall with a crash, almost throwing her off before continuing, but Rithrynn managed to bolt her hands to the roof as if hell itself would consume her if she let go for just a moment!

However, the cab driver did hold his word in reaching Sharon's house in a surprising short amount of time.

But as the carriage thundered down the street, it made a violent brake; sliding multiple meters until it stopped right outside of Sharon's property, and spilling the gate watcher with a flying wave of dirty, wet snow! Rithrynn, in question, found herself sliding forward on the roof, falling headfirst onto the row between Liaena and the cab driver, doing a flip before landing with both of her boots on the back of the horses!

"Ashei felar no digrebei! Shash 'o din feena rithe lo vashis!" Rithrynn spat out something that was presumably a series of heated curses as the Night Elf slowly inched her way up from the gap between the horses and the wagon, to sit on the row next to Liaena. The Night Elf's heart was almost at her throat, threatening to burst out of her skin as she tried to gather herself.

"This is the second worst means of transportation I know of. Next time, I bring the cats! You understand?!" Rithrynn almost shouted to Liaena sitting next to her.

"Who's riding that that cab? Who?!" Sounded the furious voice of the Night Elven gatewatcher as she came through the gate, covered in a fresh layer of wet snow as two furious, silver eyes shifted between the three people sitting on the front of the cab. With bow and arrow in hand, she aimed it at them, centering at the cab driver to the furthermost left.
"This cloak was newly made, you WILL pay for that!"

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"Liaena is going to use that wretched owl of her to infiltrate the castle?"

Rithrynn's head had quickly shifted over to Liaena, the Night Elf carrying a highly amused expression at the idea of Liaena riding into the castle on her own treacherous owl. How much chocolate such an operation would cost in order to convince Hester of doing something genuinely productive was one question, but more amusing was the fact that Liaena would be shrinking herself.

The Night Elf was in the process of trying to restrain herself to avoid making a joke about the supposed necessity of Liaena even needing to shrink herself in the first place, considering her already small stature, but was soon interrupted as she noticed that Liaena was pulling in her cloak.

"What?" Rithrynn threw a perplexed stare down at the little human, who was giving her a dark stare in return while silently attempting to fruitlessly pull her from Thea's desk. Which would obviously be an impossible task, unless she so choose to help her herself. Whatever her purpose, it was obvious what Liaena wanted, and Rithrynn had doubts about the wisdom in incurring any further ire from Liaena. With a squeak of relief from Thea's desk, Rithrynn removed her rump from it and choose to follow Liaena as she headed for the door, exiting the room.

As they finally left Thea's study, it became clear that no small crowd of murmuring robed humans, the vast majority of them seemingly priestess apprentices like Bella, had congregated outside. The whispering and pointing between the gathering did not dissipate when Liaena and Rithrynn left the room, but rather seemed to increase in intensity!

"What was that about 'assistance'?" Rithrynn suddenly asked, throwing a curious expression down on Liaena.
"Are we getting some kind of support? Holy warriors to join us?"

The Night Elf inquired, her mind running through all the possible scenarios. Usually focused on the dramatic ones, with the possibility of a small battalion of holy paladins in golden armor coming to help them in their assault on Honor's Watch! Although she had no high opinion of human faith, or ignorance, it would still have been neat to see!

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"I’d be interested in hearing your thoughts on the matter”

"Liaena made a plan?" Rithrynn immediately asked in return, staring back at Thea and Liaena with a look of confusion, before her eyes finally fell on the crude drawing on Thea's desk that was supposed to represent something that might be identified as a 'battle plan' drawn by an ogre. The Night Elf walked through the room to stop at the desk, staring down at the parchment while awkwardly moving a hand up to scratch the back of her hood.

"Well, it's... " Rithrynn started, holding the parchment up while glancing down at Liaena, the latter currently looking up at her an intense, dark stare.
" ... it's not the worst, but I do believe that my mistress, Serphia, already has a plan of her own. Scaling the cliff walls is a part of it, but I think she'd rather want to see the castle itself with her own eyes before deciding on which direction to approach."

Rithrynn muttered as she studied the map, turning it slightly sideways as she attempted to interpretate the strange hieroglyphs on the corner of the map that was Liaena's handwriting, referring to some 'distraction' of some kind, the next readable word saying 'BOOM', followed by the drawing of multiple skulls around the text.

"But I am a little curious about this 'distraction', which really hasn't been covered in any great detail here... " Rithrynn said, before placing the battle plan back down on Thea's desk and returning to look at Liaena, with her eyes narrowing to give her a critical look!

"What are you planning on blowing up?"

The Night Elf asked, now looking more suspicious towards the little girl. Rearing her rump, Rithrynn would slump it down as she sat on Thea's desk with arms folded across her chest, ignoring the protests from Thea behind her, as well as the creaking noise from the desk under her butt while she stared at the black haired human.

"Any explosion at the harbor is going to stir up a hornet nest that we don't want to deal with. If there is going to be an explosion, it has to either be far away from the harbor, as to draw attention away from it, or close to the end of the operation, so that we can disappear before any crowd gather."

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Although the Night Elf's eyes were quick to jump to the newcomer, Rithrynn did not seem any surprised at Bella as she came out from her little hiding place.

Indeed, there had been at least a dozen of different eyes trained at her during her wait outside the room, mostly from curious little priestesses who presumably came from the same nosy herd as Liaena. It seemed as if the moment she had stepped into the cathedral, she had become the main center of curiosity for the more nosy members of the church, of which there were no shortage of!

"Yes, this certainly does seem familiar."

"Apparently, the people who are tasked with protecting their very lives during a soon-to-be very dangerous rescue operation; are not trusted enough to be allowed to participate in a simple discussion." Rithrynn remarked with a slightly sarcastic tone, clearly not happy about being left on the outside as she stood with her arms folded across her chest.
"One would have thought that when there is a paramilitary secret cultist organization going around town and kidnapping their members, they would at least be a little bit more open to their few allies."

Rithrynn, who's face had remained in a sour pout, soon changed expression when she suddenly noticed Bella's features; a spark of recognition appearing in the Night Elf's eyes as she suddenly gained a more curious expression herself.

"Hey, wait a minute... you aren't one of Liaena's peers, are you?" Rithrynn asked, suddenly stepping a bit closer to stare down at the considerably shorter creature.
"In that case, you should probably take care. Li has a tendency to get her friends maimed, kidnapped or worse, which is why we are here in the first place. She is an expert at sticking her nose into anything, especially if it's dangerous. She usually gets out alive; granted, with some considerable help from me; but I cannot really say the same for the people around her."

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FINALLY!