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originally posted in:The New Dojo
1/6/2018 3:57:25 AM
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"They wore no armor. Their blades were so frail. My sword cut right through one's blade. They were armed with blades, and attacked," David described.
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"Did you see this while they attacked?" [i]Armillion would reach to his side as he would draw a dagger from a small sheath. It was a small, needle-like thing, a stiletto in design. The hilt had engravings running throughout it's surface, while the man flipped the previously bloodied blade so David could take it.[/i] "The assassin whom attacked Camella drove that through her shoulder."
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"Yes..." he recalled how the attack began. David took and inspected the blade
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"Anyone with that sort of blade seems to have some sort of wealth. And anyone with a stiletto and poison.. this was no ordinary assassin." [i]Armillion muttered, looking at Camella silently.[/i] "The issue of threats to my rule has always existed. And now, with this war.. these past events must be connected. The Tribune are planning against us, and using my family as bait to draw out my rage.. it's a cruel strategy, and it's working."
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Edited by Splashback77: 1/7/2018 5:49:55 PM"What a shame," he muttered. "If they are to use that tactic. We must create a countertactic. They probably have spies feeding information, to them."
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"My biggest fear is that these spies have disguised themselves amongst us, but.. I need you to investigate Trayve's hierarchy. We will discuss this later, but for now.. I suppose you would wish to visit Camella for some time?" [i]Armillion questioned, studying the runes upon the dagger before then returning his gaze to Camella's slowly stirring body.[/i]
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"I would wish to visit her," David requested. He looked to Camella. He watched her, carefully, and with concern.
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[i]Camella's body rocked a little with brief movements, before her green eyes would then flutter open. She looked around the room, rising up as her eyes found David.[/i] "Where.. am I? David, is that.. you?"
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He smiled, "Yes, it's me." "How are you feeling?" He asked.
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"...I think there's still a dagger in my shoulder, for one. And like there's something about to explode in my chest, but.. I feel fine, thank you. Alive, that's all I can ask for." [i]Camella rose a little more, her head against a white pillow.[/i] "You saved me.. how ironic. I thought I was supposed to be some.. impenetrable shield. I would've died to some D-tier assassin or.. whatever that was, if you weren't there."
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"I'd give them a C at least. The blade was poisoned," David decided. "I've never seen the Dark-Drinker break another blade."
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"The sword you wielded, right? It's.. well, big. Impressive." [i]Camella wouldn't understand a "that's what she said" joke, to be brutally honest.[/i] "Armillion.. he told me that his son was taken shortly afterwards. Is that.. true?"
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Edited by Splashback77: 1/20/2018 3:52:24 AM"I have no idea," David admitted, "Maybe not exactly after, but. Yeah, he was taken." Suddenly a folded up piece of paper appeared in his left hand. He looked down at it, "Amethyst, what's this?" "I got in from Lunar. I must be a letter from Sarah. You said would keep in touch," Amethyst replied. David opened it up, and read through it. After a few minutes he said, "Oliver's no longer in enemy hands."
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"...[i]Prince[/i] Oliver? That's.. amazing! Except.. heavily problematic.. Erm.. who is Sarah?" [i]Camella questioned, crossing her arms in interest.[/i]
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"Kinda my mom. It's complicated. You see, her and I are from alternate realities. One is where my siblings and I were born as her children. But the one I recieved the letter from is a version of her from a different reality, where my father died," David explained, or attempted to. "According to this letter, Tribune isn't exactly who we think they are, Oliver might have been captured for a different reason than to piss off Armillion, and now Oliver and Sarah are running away to her reality for obvious reasons." Then he read the bottom line, "I need to build someone a prosthetic hand. Great. Well, at least that gives me something to do in my free time."
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"...[i]okay[/i]." [i]Camella would then mutter, as she was gripping the side of her bed silently. She would sigh, then shaking her head. One could tell that Camella was angry, with how she was reduced to lying in a bed over a poisoning.[/i] "Do not tell the King. You understand that. Right now.. we'll have to focus on Julian's disappearance and these assassins. Political enemies are.. oddly likely, to be honest."
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"Julian disappeared?" David asked, "I had no idea." He seemed rather surprised at this. "I think that is the last of Trayven children. Whoever's calling the shots will either being going after Lionguard, or Armillion himself," he realized.
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"[i]Exactly[/i]. Arthur's disappeared, Isabella's controlling the army, Oliver's safe.. I think, Niki's still gone, Freya's crippled, and now Julian.. it's a stratagem to dig one's claws into the king. You and I were attacked.. a framing of Armillion? It was clear that he had some distaste for you.." [i]Camella sighed, shaking her head.[/i]
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"Not many people would attack for no reason. Since this heirachy is so corrupted, someone wants to eliminate, the king's heirs, guards, and then the king himself. To rise to power."
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"Who, then? The Tribune? Murder ruins their cause, and they depict themselves as heroes.. No, it has to be a politician of some kind. There are a few that I know that would want something like this to happen.. I could try to help, though I'm useless in combat with.." [i]Camella tried moving her arm, only to cry out in pain.[/i] "...useless."
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Edited by Splashback77: 1/14/2018 12:22:26 AM"I'll take up that duty," he promised, "I will find out who is doing this, as my priority." "I swear on my mother's sword," he spoke, holding the Dark-Drinker. Amethyst chuckled, "Hehehe... Duty." "Don't start, Ame," David warned.
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"Thank you, Daniel. I have no doubts that you'll succeed, though.. I can help still, I think. Armillion still has his advisors amongst him, specifically at his weekly or emergency councils. Pontiff Latrans as the king's chosen priestess, Lupus managing finances, Hyaenis being a political advisor, and.. Armillion now heads the army, with Arthur's disappearance and the sister's in your Tatakai." [i]Camella sighed.[/i]
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He seemed annoyed at being called Daniel. David huffed. "Huh. So you can remember that, but not my name?" he questioned.
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"They're.. similar. You're the only David I know.. please don't break my other arm."
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He chuckled, "I'm not cruel. Sure, I've broken someone'ribs before back when I was young, before I was a guardian, but that was a special case, and a story for another day."
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"Ha.. I didn't take you for the cruel type, though you seem endowed and capable for such feats. Anyhow.. you should get going. We rely on you, to save the prince from.. whatever and whoever has taken him."
