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Azshara, Claire

Azshara and Claire are in the middle district, close to marketplace. Around them are houses of merchants and commoners of middle class, taverns. Claire feels warm, especially her belly. She is sleepy and has a weird urge do a sunbath.

Meelie

Robed figures stop talking as a three soldiers, two armed with staffblades, third unarmed enters the temple. "its time, blight is approaching, we should evecuate this place or we will fall victims to the plague. Now." the unarmed one says. One of the priests, who has golden writings on her white robe steps forward. "We are ready to evacuate, but tell me, where is he? Nia is still waiting for him." she says. "Then tell her to wait no longer my lady for he has fallen." soldier answers. "impossible, black army is stopped, how can he be dead?" priets asks again. "Brave fell, due to wounds he sustained from his battle with black army. Now we must leave this place. Hurry my lady." soldier replies, fear evident in his face.

Garian

Creature blocks his swipe, meeting his every blow. Garian tries to get to offensive again but he is forced into a defense as his opponent parries his sword and continues its assault. it swipes downwards, followed by a horizontal arc then quick thrust. Garian blocks the first swipe then he barely parries the second, his balance thrown of by assault he still manages to dodge the thrust but not compeletly as claw catches his left side. Garian can ignore the pain still wound is bleeding and needs medical attention.

Lina, Bashraa

When Lina taps to cyrstal surface with her staff, it resonates, making a humming noise. Other than, memory seems to be closed for now.

Victoria

Victoria stands in the hallway, she is yet to open any doors but does she really wants to open them alone?

Cleve, Iroma

Cleve and Iroma cant sleep due to laughter of shadow creatures and sound of swords clashing.

Kaythleen, Bomani

Kaythleen lets the shadow energy envelope her as she taps her mark, focussing. She manages to shadow blink to a nearby rooftop, problem is she also teleported Bomani with her as he was holding onto her arm.

Kaythleen had focused herself to perform a shadow blink, smiling widely before appearing on a rooftop away with more stolen goods. ''See you later.. 'Guard'.'' She whispered with a giggle, but then stopped as Bomani had also gone away with her. She gasped and moved forward to force his arm off of her, using her free arm to sink her hidden blade into his hand, just to create a hurtful scratch.

Victoria thinks in her mind how dangerous this by herself "Fuck This!"she runs to the exit and decides to head for the temple.

Cleve looked up at the sounds of swords clashing and grunting nearby, and rubbed his eyes. He groaned, before getting up. He looked down the street; first to the left towards the middle of town, then to the right towards the gate. The sounds came from somewhere to the left, and so he went in to investigate. He unhooked the straps of his greataxe on his back, just in case.

Meelie continues to watch the scene unfold with fascination and curiosity. "Please, tell me. What is this black army they mentioned?"

Meelie

"From what i remember, i think they are related to Chaos. Black army had allowed Chaos to corrupt the lands of southern Ehairion. Brave defeated the black army and Chaos so runemaster Ohrzmund could banish Chaos. Thats all i know." black robed man says. Before them priests have left the temple all except one. High priestess from before turns to the lone figure who is still standing in the temple. "Come on Nia. İts time to go." she says. Lone woman looks at Priestess, her green eyes showing sadness. "i am not coming. İ wont leave my Brave." she says. High priestess nods grimly and leaves temple.

Meelie could feel the sadness building in her heart as she watches and listens to the lone woman in the temple. "Poor woman. I would off her words of comfort, if I could..." She stops herself from reaching out to touch the figure. "You... you said the black army were possibly related to Chaos? I feel kind of silly asking this, but have you ever heard of a book called the Liber Chaotica?"

Meelie

"Sorry. Name is familiar but i dont remember it." he says. Then scenery changes once more. There is a blood and ink, on the ground and the walls of the temple. A trail of blood, which leads to the great gate at the end of the temple. Though not big as the temple's entrance, it is more impressive. Golden carvings and runes decorate it. But more importantly, Meelie notices that its giant lock is broken. Gates are slightly open. Trail of blood leads to inside. "This is the last part of memory, are you ready?" robed man asks.

Meelie nods and steels herself. She had seen her share of carnage before, mostly by her own hand. However, she couldn't help but feel a sense of trepidation for what lay beyond the great doors. "Yes I.. think I am. Let us continue"

Meelie

Meelie walks post the doors and first thing she notices is Nia. Her clothes teared and wet with blood. She stands there in front of a statue. Statue is of a woman, holding a glowing blue gem in her hands. Nia seems to be uninjured but then where did all this blood come from? A tear falls down to ground. "İ... i just.... want.... my Brave back. İts not fair..... This... is not fair. You shouldnt have died Brave. " she says, her voice heavy with sadness. "But i will save you, everythings going to be alright. İ will bring you back." she says, her voice betrays her insanity. Meelie notices shadow taking forms of wolves under the light of braziers. They laugh as they begin to move, materializing. Their laughter echoes as Meelie feels dizzy once more. Her world starts to shift. As memory finally ends.

Garian howls in pain and looks at the creature, he needed to end this quickly and decided to go with a feint, running at the creature, looking like he was going to cut at it's upper body, but at the last minute, slice it's legs.

Having followed the sound of metal on metal, Cleve finally stops in front of what looked like an alley. What he saw there, was... not easily described. A creature of some sort, buth clothed and hooded, with dangerous looking claws duelling with Garian; and Garian seemed to be on the losing side. "Hey Garian, you need a hand?" Cleve called out, not sure what to do either way. He got a hold of his axe, however, and walked closer.

Cleve, Garian

Creature notices Cleve. it quickly kicks Garian sword which was aimed to its legs. it then quickly grabs Garian by the throat with his free hand and lifts him up then throws him onto Cleve but oddly instead of attacking, it vanishes, searching for a easier prey.

Garian hits cleve with the force of a hundred nutpunches and lays their, groaning. It may be a dream, but the wound hurt like hell.

Cleve gasped, hitting the ground hard, and getting hit in the chest even harder by Garian. He breathed in shallowly, before getting hold of his lungs. "You okay there, Garian?" Cleve asked, a little muffled due to the guy lying on top of him. "You seemed to be in a pinch, but i'm afraid me turning up scared him off."

Garian growled and stood up, holding the wound in one hand, his sword in the other, "If you hadn't showed up, I'd have gotten him." He said and started to walk off in a daze, looking for someone to fix the wound.

"What was it, anyways?" Cleve asked, after getting up himself as well. He didn't put away his axe just yet, but instead desided that resting it on his shoulder would be better. "And how did you two ended up fighting all of a sudden?" he asked him, before he managed to catch up to him. "Hey, that cut looks pretty bad; do you know anyone that can heal it? i'm afraid most of the town is deserted, so one of our companions will have to do"

Garian shook his head, "I don't, if I did I don't remember." He said, "As for that thing, I don't know what it was, it had it's hood up the entire time and it attacked me first, came out of no where."

Meelie appeared back in the church, standing by the pool. The disorientation hit her hard, and she staggared, before falling back onto the floor. She felt nausia in the pit of her stomach as she stared up at the vaulted ceiling of the building, concentrating on keeping her breating steady, and her bile down