Serphia's eyes narrowed down on Sharon at his suggestion of accompanying her rather than Rithrynn. It was a strange but also amusing little idea, for her to have her own tiny pocket mage!
"You want to come with me?" Serphia asked as she walked around the table with long, confident strides; approaching Sharon to gaze down at the High Elf. Studying Sharon for a moment, she would eventually look towards Rithrynn who was standing next to him.
"If Syn'Dial could do it in the past, it should be no problem for me." Serphia smirked, resting one hand on her hip. Rithrynn on the other hand looked thoroughly disappointed, her jaw hanging as she looked back at Sharon.
"Are you sure about this?! You can still change your mind!" Rithrynn suggested, smiling weakly at Sharon while holding his arm.
"Do not so be dramatic, Rithrynn. I will not break your little Quel'Dorei pet. It's a matter of pride considering that you have kept him intact for so long... " Serphia said as her eyes returned to the disappointed sentinel, the Captain rearing her butt to slump it down on the table which yielded with a pleading creak.
"I have no intention of doing a worse job than you!"
" ... meh," Rithrynn pouted, not as much worried about Sharon's safety as much as she was annoyed by the fact that she did not get to have him for the mission! But she could not really argue with Serphia.
"I'll at least keep an eye on him!"
"Do that." Serphia nodded, shifting her gaze back to Sharon.
"Get to shrinking then, we leave in two."
Serphia instructed, before turning her attention back to her sentinels around in the room. By this moment, none of her girls looked any happy, with a lot of sour faces going around as they had finished tasting the terrible antidote given to them by Liaena. Through the grimaces and twisted facial expressions, Serphia could see the last sentinel handing the antidote back over to Smokey before lining up.
"Prepare for departure, we leave in two!"
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Tiny Sharon!
In care of Ri & elves!
No li!
= fun times! :D
Serphia had folded her arms as Sharon had rallied to defend Liaena's potion.
Truly, it made her nothing but skeptical whenever the devious little monkey produced anything from her insidious satchel. Even if the human's intentions had been completely noble, she still wouldn't blindly trust the girl. Granted, the High Elf's willingness to sacrifice himself in case the potion was a fluke or had any unforeseen side effects was enough for her to accept it.
After all, if the potion should somehow lead to a spontaneous internal combustion with the imbiber, it would just be Sharon, and not one of her Night Elves that burst into flames.
However, the High Elf's last suggestion of shrinking himself when coming along with them made Serphia suddenly raise an eyebrow in surprise at Sharon.
"That would make it more practical, Quel'Dorei... " Serphia spoke with a more softer tone, looking down at the High Elf on the other end of the table with a more approving look. Indeed, having to drag the High Elf alongside his armor up the cliff side of the wet reef would be a task that she would very well prefer to avoid.
Rithrynn on the other hand, who had been standing next to Serphia, reacted immediately by spinning around the table to lean over Sharon on the opposite side of Liaena!
"Don't worry, Shaw! I'll take great care of you during the mission!" Rithrynn beamed down on him with a humongous smile, placing her hands around his shoulder.
A couple of whispers and some low snickering emanated from the Night Elves in the room as they watched Rithrynn cling to Sharon, with what seemed like great amusement. Of the members from Rithrynn's warband, Serphia seemed to be the only one retaining a blank, yet slightly fuddled expression. The Captain's eyes shifted from Rithrynn, to Sharon, over to Liaena and back again to Rithrynn, as if she was genuinely unsure whether or not to exercise her indiscriminate authority, or simply not care at all.
Serphia gained a small, satisifed smile as Sharon was soon to correct himself in his speech. The Night Elves had split out into a half circle around the table, although a lot of their eyes were focusing on the five newcomers, in particular the dwarf who was openly carrying a bag of explosives, and the much reserved figure of Alissah, both of whom received many suspicious glares.
"Wait, Li is going to lead her own group?" Rithrynn suddenly asked, her eyes jumping quizzically between Sharon and Liaena.
" ... does she even know how to climb?"
" ... "
"I mean, agility is not her strong suit!"
Serphia gazed down at Rithrynn, the Captain standing next to the Sentinel, but made no visible effort to intrude on Rithrynn's sudden commentary. Instead, the Captain turned her attention towards the non-Night Elves in the room, giving them a narrow glare.
"I believe that one of my warriors touches on a very important detail. How many in this room can actually scale those walls?"
Serphia asked as she pointed out through the window, down at the harrowing sight of the steep, black stone walls on the side of the reef that Honor's Watch was situated on.
It was quite obvious, even from kilometers away, that the sides of the reef were not suitable for first-grade climbers. Or second. Or third!
Perhaps fourth-grade climbers could stand a chance, assuming they didn't mind a high probability of death by 'squish' caused by gravity.
"If you were hoping that we will just open the front gate once inside, you are wrong."
"You remind me more of a philosopher, High Elf." Serphia commented dryly as she gazed down at Sharon.
"All pure logic and models of reasoning, but absent physical realities."
Serphia was not about to comment on the High Elf's knowledge of human architecture, given that however abysmal it might possibly have been, her own understanding of monkey constructs would hardly be any more epic.
"Mistress, Sister Syn'Dial has returned! And she brought a lot of company?"
Turning around, Serphia's eyes narrowed on the sentinel that had just run into the living room and was currently pointing at the front door.
"How much aide was that human church supposed to send exactly?"
"There's six people with her. Her black haired midget pet is one of them."
"I see. Let's go and say hello. I would hate for this... brother of yours, to surprise us in a preemptive strike." Serphia said as she looked back down at Sharon with a slight smile, before the towering Night Elven Captain trailed through the room to head towards the corridor to the front door; moving a hand to the handle of one of her swords as she passed out of the room.
On the outside, Rithrynn had just managed to herd Nisha through the front gate; with Bella close in tow, excessively patting and cuddling with Nisha as if it had been a simple house-cat, not a battle-cat. The nightsaber in particular seemed conflicted about the whole ordeal. On one side, she enjoyed the great attention and cuddling she was receiving from Bella, but then again, Bella was not anywhere near as big or menacing as that of a Night Elf. But should that pose a problem?
As they walked towards the front door, it suddenly swung open as Serphia appeared in the doorway, an armed sentinel at each of her side. And if one were to look up, one would see that a third sentinel had already positioned herself on top of the balcony, bow in hand as she looked down at them.
Whatever calm or soft demeanor Serphia had possessed inside Greymoon's little mansion had long since dissipated, to give way for a much darker, more intimidating stare as she looked down at the newcomers.
"I want names, and I want purpose!" Serphia was quick to demand, as her silvery eyes glowered across the group.
"I'm Ri,-"
"Not you, idiot!" Serphia was quick to interrupt Rithrynn as the sentinel had been about to speak, her eyes quickly returning to the rest of the strangers.
"I know less than half of you, and it's making me uncomfortable!"
Rithrynn gazed down at the three humans with utmost intrigue, seemingly as curious as she was slightly baffled by what she assumed was Liaena's circles. That being, whatever social interaction the girl ever had short of Sharon, herself and her many official and unofficial laboratories that dotted Stormwind.
"Don't worry, we don't have to walk!" Rithrynn suddenly said cheerfully to Bella and Liam as the two were currently staring at Liaena's back as the black haired girl had already begun to walk back to Greymoon's resort. Bella was only slightly larger than Liaena, and by no means anywhere near that of a Night Elf in terms of size. Liam on the other hand, the aspiring human priest, seemed little more than skin and bones.
Moving a glove behind her to stroke the fur of Nisha, Rithrynn motioned towards her large battle cat with a nod.
"I can carry all three of you, no problem!"
"Is that... a tiger?" Came a rather nervous question from Liam, as the boy stared at Nisha, quite clearly uncomfortable being in the way of the big, glowing yellow eyes of the nightsaber. Bella seemed to react as well, the girl's eyes widening as she looked at the big animal.
Nisha on the other hand let out a slight growl of complaint, turning her head to look up at Rithrynn as if to complain about the potential passenger load; a complaint that was plainly ignored by the Sentinel!
"Awww, isn't she adorable?!" Came Bella's voice as the girl's face turned into a lovable smile, and she suddenly walked forward to pet Nisha. Liam was quick to react however, immediately reaching out with a pair of arms to stop Bella from walking straight into Nisha.
"No! Are you mad?! The beast will bite your head off!"
"Let me go, Liam. This is like the only cool thing that's ever come out of this pointless quest with Rune! I'll be damned if you can keep me from it!"
Bella complained back at Liam, the latter obviously being no fan of climbing up onto the back of the menacing looking battle-cat.
However, Bella and Liam did not come to any formal agreement before Rithrynn suddenly grabbed them both from on top of Nisha, and placed them behind her. A small, excited squeal came from Bella, which was mirrored by a nervous 'yelp' from Liam as the boy swallowed hard, freezing up completely as if he was utterly afraid to do anything!
Liaena, who had been marching with great purpose ahead of them, quite clearly having suffered enough of Bella and Liam's company already; was suddenly snatched and thrown into the saddle beneath Rithrynn's arms.
"You have to agree, Li! This is the best way to travel!" Rithrynn exclaimed as Nisha frantically dashed through the streets on all four, reaching a speed that was enough to water their eyes as they zoomed through the somber streets of the city!
"Beats the rolling coffins we had earlier!"
*
"As long as they do not raise arms against us, they have nothing to fear." Serphia replied as she walked up next to Sharon to gaze out across the harbor, her eyes focusing on the little behemoth of a fortress that was Honor's Watch.
"I will give it to the apes, they know a thing or two about masonry and stone work." Serphia muttered as her eyes narrowed in on the ramparts and the surrounding scaffolding, being able to pick out some small moving sources of light, presumably from torches. Whether it was civilians or chevaliers who carried them was harder to tell however, in the darkening dusk.
"We can take a small raft or rowboat out from between the larger ships docked near the fort, up to the south side of the reef. From there, we'll have the shortest path to the bottom of the scaffolding; which we can use to quickly reach the lower walls. Then we will be in."
Serphia said with a thoughtful expression, leaning herself against the window frame before turning to look down at the High Elf.
"I hope you have a lead as to where in the construct your friend is. It could take hours to scour the entire interior of the castle, at which point detection will not be a matter of 'if,' but 'when'."
From atop of her nightsaber, Rithrynn eyed the two human girls as they went at each other with all the fury and bitchy-ness they could muster. The Night Elf had originally carried an expression of surprise, but it had soon turned into a more curios and amused stare as she watched the 'fight' between the human girls, which consisted more of wild flailing, slapping, shrieks and hair-pulling.
"You-BITCH!"
*BLAM*
" ... you vile mouthed cow!"
"Owwww, let go! Let go!"
On the other side, opposite the fight of Rithrynn was the younger human priest, looking as confused as he was uncomfortable standing next to the fighting girls!
"No, girls, p-please. S-s-stop!" He stammered, his arms flailing around before him as he seemed completely unsure what to do!
"The l-light teaches p-peace! To love thy neighbor, family and friends! That when struck, to turn the other cheek... "
*BAM*
" ... instead of striking back."
The boy's skin was about to become pale as that of a ghost when the girls were suddenly pulled away from each other, and hoisted up into the air by Rithrynn who had dismounted from Nisha. The nightsaber in question was standing behind her, sniffing curiously at Bella's cloak as if it smelled of fish and potential food.
Holding Liaena and Bella in each hand, away from one another, Rithrynn's silvery eyes shifted between the two girls with an amused grin; both of whom were still flailing their arms and legs wildly around in the air as they tried to reach the other in vain.
"If you really have so much pent up tension for one another, why not just kiss now and get it over with? We have a mission, and no time to rent a private bed for you two!"
*
"Step in, ladies, and make yourselves at home."
Serphia did not answer the hospitality of the High Elf at first, let alone even acknowledge it as she walked past him and gazed out across the living room.
Her sentinels followed shortly behind her, happy to get out of the cold outside for what little time they had before the mission would start. Behind them followed their nightsabers, all of whom went on to assault and tear up one of the guestrooms of which one of the sentinels had opened the door to.
"This will be a good forward base of operation." Serphia commented dryly as she finished observing the room, to look down at the High Elf with a small smile.
"And the added luxury won't hurt. I am starting to wonder whether your kind practically shits gold, Quel'dorei."
Rithrynn did not pay much attention to the complaints of Liaena as she launched herself and Nisha in a frantic sprint to catch up with Serphia and and the rest of the warband, most of whom had already left the gate.
The watcher by the gate merely stood and held the gate open while the large felines and their riders rampaged past her, to the point that they distorted the air enough for her cloak to be wildly flailing around her!
"What did it say? Are we getting help?" Rithrynn asked as she rode out through the gate, trying to arch her head around to look back at Liaena.
"They are idiots!"
"Is that a yes?" Rithrynn inquired as she turned her head to return her focus on the road ahead.
" ... yes." Liaena would finally tetchily answer after a brief silence.
"Where?"
"By the stairs."
"Mistress!" Rithrynn suddenly shouted as she urged Nisha forward, trying to maneuver her saber between that of her sisters to catch up with Serphia while they charged through the empty streets of night time Stormwind mage district.
"Li has someone she has to pick up, it's our reinforcements. Solution to the undead, that sort of important thing!"
Serphia turned to look back down at Rithrynn who was now riding next to her, then to Sharon and Liaena who were sitting behind her.
"Where?"
"By the steps!"
"What steps?"
"The ones leading to the dock! ... I think."
"We'll deal with it after we have set up our forward base." Serphia replied, and just as she finished, she managed to return her gaze to the road ahead just in time to notice an old woman passing the ice covered road right ahead of them! The woman, who had been slowly crossing the road, turned her head to look at the incoming horde of rampaging nightsabers. And when she spotted them, her jaw dropped as she immediately froze on the spot in fear!
Only through an emergency maneuver were Serphia and Rithrynn able to pull apart to create a opening around the elderly woman, as the entire warband rode past her on either side!
"**Watch where you go, stupid monkey!**"
Although the cat-by had only lasted the blink of an eye, the elderly woman still remained petrified on the spot even as all the nightsabers had passed her, still alive and unscathed... at least physically.
The journey of Serphia's warriors however continued uninterrupted through the somber streets of Stormwind, her sabers being able to easily outrun and outmaneuver any horse on the slippery surface of early spring Stormwind thanks to their big claws that they dug deep down into the ice and snow whenever they made a rapid turn.
This was proven as they were chased by two horse mounted city guardsmen through the trade district who apparently had a problem with Serphia's mini rampage through the city and complete disregard for any notion of 'safe riding', traffic rules or just mounted caution in general, but they were unable to keep up with them and soon fell behind.
It did not take long for the Night Elves to reach the Cathedral district, marked by its white marble houses, hanging banners and high archways. Or essentially just the fact that practically everything was better and wealthier in this district than all of the other districts combined.
Riding into the northermost part of the district as they followed Sharon's directions, Serphia would eventually order her warband to slow down as they adopted a much more reasonable pace while trotting through district. Turning her attention over to Sharon, Liaena and Rithrynn, her eyes would fix themselves on the former.
"High Elf, come with me. Find me that house. Rithrynn, you take Nisha and pick up whatever aide it is that your monkey is talking about."
"What?!"
"Of course, mistress!"
hey! Serphia is actually quite good at solving disputes and arguements xD
Serphia marched through the hallways of Sharon's house, with both Rithrynn and Sharon in tow, as well as Liaena somewhere further behind them. The long and determined strides of the Captain forced the rest of the party to almost run in order to keep up with her as she descended the levels back towards the atrium.
Upon returning to the atrium, she was met with a crowd of teary-eyed, grimacing Sentinels, but looking much more awake than last time. It was quite obvious that they had gotten a free taste of the hangover cure from Vashi, said elven magi looking particularly happy as she stood next to them.
"**Warriors of the Night, assemble!**"
Serphia's clear voice sounded throughout the room, and the crowd of sentinels immediately formed into a pristine line at the bottom of the stairs. Upon reaching the lower floor, Serphia's silvery eyes scanned across her warriors. But judging by the small smile that formed on her face, then either there was nothing wrong with her warriors that she could spot, or Falere and Shani had just begun a legendary wrestling match!
"Have the nightsabers been prepared?" She asked, eyeing the blue haired sentinel Saleen at the end of the row, who immediately gave a salute.
"Yes, mistress! They are right outside!"
"Good." Serphia nodded, before she turned towards the door.
"With me, warriors. You will be briefed at the rendezvous point."
Marching out through that which had once been the place where Sharon had used to keep a front door, the eight sentinels lead by Serphia, as well as Liaena and Sharon flowed out into the garden where a pack of five nightsabers were waiting. None of the warbeasts looked none too happy about having to leave the warm confines of the mansion in favor of the wet and cold exterior.
As the Night Elves mounted up, typically sharing a single mount between two, Rithrynn rode up next to Sharon and Liaena on Nisha. Patting the back of her saddle, she motioned for them to jump on.
"Come on, you can ride with me!" Rithrynn suggested, trying to sound as cheerful as possible, knowing the particularly foul mood that Liaena was in after having had Sharon 'taken' from her will to the mission.
"Don't worry, she's just a friendly little adorable dummy!"
***ROAR!***
"She won't bite! ... much... "
"High Elf, do you have a specific point that you want to gather before the assault?" Serphia's voice suddenly sounded as the Night Elf rode up to the group, with Vashi sitting behind her Captain on what looked like by far the angriest, meaniest and ill tempered black haired nightsaber of the group. Presumably a mount that Serphia had chosen due to the similar personality types.
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