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Knights of The Dawn Covenant: The Longest Winter

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Knights of The Dawn Covenant: The Longest Winter

Red was preparing her insults as she heard the dungeon door open. To her surprise, it was not a knight-captian but rather a lieutenant, Marcus in fact. "As strange as this may sound I'm actually relieved to see you", she whispered after he broke the shackles. Unfortunately there wasn't much of an opportunity to speak for as soon as the Lieutenant arrived, he left. There Red stood with her weapons and notebook in hand, contemplating what further action was required. At this point she knew waiting for the contact was pointless, instead she should head to capital and be briefed there on her task. At the moment however she wished to step away from the life of an assassin. Carefully she stuck her head through the dungeon doorway, examining the outside for anyone who'd give her away. Satisfied, she hurried along through the halls, making sure she wasn't suspicious as she headed for a room with some signs of lodging.

It was when she came across a door with a rather pleasant fragrance that her curiosity captured her. Silently stepping inside she discovered that this was a rather large room whose owner was very particular about its upkeep as it was in rather good order and cleanliness. Quietly yet with haste she searched for something that was less conspicuous to wear. Finally coming across a simple yet flattering dress she decided this would be her attire for the evening. Putting she gear and clothes into a bag she tossed it out of the window and over the walls, making sure to note where it was when she'd go to retrieve it later. Putting her hair into a bun she glanced at herself in the mirror before making one kast adjustment...The removal of her ring, [color=f26522][i]"Modest dress, no valuables, hair in a practical style...looks peasant enough to me"[i][/color] she thought as she gave herself the final check.

Heading downstairs she made sure to take note of the locations of the guards and any persons of interest, particularly the ones who'd seen her in the dungeon. Once that was addressed, Red calmly began to weave through the keep, through the groups of people dancing and signing and merry making with a war going on. "So This is what its like on this side of things. I could get used to this", she thought as she tied one of the dishes prepared for the feast. It was when she was deciding desserts that she noticed Evelyn at the entrance to the great hall. The caotain was watching the festivities like a Lord seated at the head of his court, overlooking the joy of his kinsmen who ate in his hall. "No matter how long its been, you'll always be highborn", Red commented as she turned to avoid the great hall. While the main festivities were held there, a good number of people were scattered about the keep so it wasn't as if she'd be missing anything. For now she'd enjoy this little party but before dawn it was critical she'd be gone...Siirvhen was probably hungry.

Knights of The Dawn Covenant: The Longest Winter

PM me about it, I'll get back to you when I can I'm in school right now.

Knights of The Dawn Covenant: The Longest Winter

When do you want this to happen?

Knights of The Dawn Covenant: The Longest Winter

@Zetsukosent off, working guard duty during the party.

Knights of The Dawn Covenant: The Longest Winter

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Knights of The Dawn Covenant: The Longest Winter

The Making of Templars

Thanermere had undergone a transformation. From a grey fortress of warriors, scholars, and priests it became a warm and welcoming castle of bliss. The gates had been opened and the commonfolk, once left to the frigid winter winds beyond the walls, were brought into the keep and shown the hospitality of the dawn. The Grand Hall was decorated with orbs of arcane light strewn across the walls and ceiling, the bards sang songs of olde and played ballads carried across the currents of time. The knights shared tales of their adventures to all who'd listen and the fascination of the children they'd garnered in particular. Brothers in arms displayed feats of strength and combat prowess as wrestling matches were held and duels were declared. For the time it seemed as though all had forgotten what lay beyond the walls, beyond the woods and further into the north. The enemy that plotted the doom of the world had been put aside for this one night as warrior and peasant alike sat beside one another sharing drink and camaraderie.

Down below, in the depths of the castle dungeon, the foot stomping of the joyful could be heard only as hollow thudding. The music was faint and distorted by the unfriendly walls. Down in the depths of Thaneremere Keep, Knight-Captain Evelyn Sunderland stood before an imprisoned assassin. A single torch hung between them, it's light was frantic as the flames flickered wildly in he darkness. Evelyn watched with stern eyes as the assassin hung her head low. The two had been engaged in questioning for hours and at this point Red had grown weary. Over and over Evelyn asked her questions and over and over Red evaded them. Up until now it seemed as though they'd get nowhere until the captain finally said, "I do not enjoy torture, it is deplorable. But you are here before me, an admitted assassin stalking Templar lands, threatening my men, and performing operations of unknown nature to an unknown employer...however I know torture will do nothing. Inflict enough pain and the victim will confess whatever you want them to regardless if any of it holds true".

Red raised her head to show the look of annoyance about her as she said, "Now that you've come to your senses, I assume you'll be releasing me, correct?". Evelyn smirked before turning towards the table upon which Red's effect were placed. "No, not even close", Evelyn took the notebook in hand, flipping through the pages until she found something of interest. "What are you doing?! Stop!", Red cried out though Evelyn was indifferent to he protests. "Since you refuse to cooperate, I shall procure the information I require through this", she said as she stopped at a page featuring the depic and if a body, it's throat slit wide open. "This seems interesting, notes on one of your targets?", she asked before reading the following excerpt:

Morin Valdencroft, leader of a prominent bandit group known as "The Verdent". Known for smuggling of arms across borders as well as orchestrating multiple third party attacks on foreign territories. Inciting of skirmishes between Farendar and Talmarian troops and conspiracy to aid Renner raids along the southern coast. Target was last scene in the town of Lymnoriin, leaving towards the nearby marshlands, contacts suggest he has established a fortification within the swamps, heavily guarded, possible arcane wards placed around perimeter"

"This alone is interesting but I have to wonder, with what you have written here and what you claim to be in relation to The Order, why threaten to kill Argus?", Evelyn turned the page to read the results of that mission.

"I waited until night, the guards were in between shifts when I removed the wards. The mage was required to remain outside until his replacement arrived, they both had to be eliminated. Stealing the mages clothes I assumed their identity as I waited for the next shift of guards to arrive. Each feel without alerting the others. I proceeded to place caltrops at the entrance to halt any escape before delving further into the enemy fortification. Once inside I discovered-"

Evelyn stopped her dictation of the notebook when she came across the this segment of the report. Apparently the bandits dealt not only in weapons but also slaves. From what she writes, it appears as though the slaves were inbound to western Talmaria, somewhere along the western coast and an entire kingdom between them and home. Red apparently killed every last raider without detection before freeing the slaves and personally seeing their return to their native lands. Evelyn was moved by this, but even so she still did not trust Red, at least not fully. Red on the otherhands wore another large grin on her face as she knew that Evelyn had read the rest of the report. "Mind letting me go now?", she asked but Evelyn's only response was, "You'll be taken the capital for trial. Until then you will remain here". Evelyn placed the notebook back on the table before leaving to return to the festivities.

Knights of The Dawn Covenant: The Longest Winter

Fuckin hell this week is off to a bad start for me. Alright so I'll just skip the shitposts and get to the main event. I'll start us later in the night when the festivities are in full swing and after a bit of dickin around from y'all I'll have Evelyn perform the ceremony to make the initiates full knights.

Knights of The Dawn Covenant: The Longest Winter

@ZelosseI have no "emotions" in my programming.

Knights of The Dawn Covenant: The Longest Winter

The RP isn't dead because we haven't posted for one day. I've been busy and unable to post.