[i]“Mikan is up to her usual shenanigans. Though this time their more..“official” in a sense. And My Sister has never been happier with Alex. Though the Nobles did look a little pale at the wedding ceremony. Can't say I blame them really. Stuffy nobles confronted with two women kissing. I think one of them died before cake was served!”[/i] -Sisera, Page 2. [b][center]Amazonia Imperiia[/b][/center] Traxilus, within the tent, does quite the... Admirable performance. Luckily for Kraith as he slipped in through the front, there were privacy curtains inside, likely for such reasons as this. The loud noises of equipment banging about and animistic grunts was enough to cover up his own quiet footsteps, he slipped to the chest with ease thanks to his small figure and was unnoticed even as he passed by the pair as quickly as his little feet could carry him, and his most assuredly disturbed imagination inspired him to such fleetness. He opens it and quickly rifles through it, nabbing the gem, and immediately feeling a sense of weight and dread upon his very soul. He recognized it instantly as a necromancer: This was a soul gem! Kraith then slips back out the same way he came in, however at the entrance, he hears the Amazon growl angrily. For a moment, he thought he was caught, until... [b]"NO boy, the collar isn't for me..."[/b] With a look of total disgust, he leaves the tent. A few minutes later, Traxilus would come stumbling out of the tent, with a very satisfied looking Amazonian behind him, smirking like a demon. [b]"Not bad..."[/b] She says playfully, before letting him go his own way. Kraith was standing nearby the tent now. It was at this point that Ethyssa arrived with the two Amazonians in tow: Mira and Elyssa. Mira walked with both of her hands interlocked behind her head, a bored expression on her face, while Elyssa's eyes widened at the sight of Kraith. Kraith hides the soul gem upon their approach, whether he showed them later or not was up to him. [b]"You didn't tell me you had a goblin with you!"[/b] Elyssa says with a sense of awe. Mira, on the other hand, rolls her eyes. [b]"Oh look, one of the little green boys the slavers bring to try and bait us out. Ha... Never succeeds."[/b] It was at this point that, across from the queen's tent where the group now stood, Count Richielu and the princess left the tent. The princess nods and the count immediately starts moving in Alexandria's direction. It seemed their discussion had come to a close. She seemed to be waiting momentarily, trying to decide what to do as her eyes looked over those outside of the Queen's tent with a certain sense of curiosity... --- [b][center]Royal Blood[/center][/b] Rayne Walker's moves through the castle quickly, finding his mark he leaps for Xavier from behind, attempting to infiltrate his senses, but the moment he does, he instead finds himself wrapped in darkness. Then, suddenly, a bright light shines upon him from above, but only exposes a few feet around him. He was still without his body, only his soul was present, and yet, he could swear that he felt a chill around him. That's when he hears it: A pair of high heels, stepping upon cold stone resound around him. He hears an icy voice, without any hint of gender, pierce through the darkness. [b]"Ahh... An intruder... Intriguing... Xavier thought Renalta would send someone like you..."[/b] That's when he sees the woman finally enter the light, straight ahead of him. He found he could no longer move, looking beneath him, his lower half was frozen in a block of ice. The chill burned his non-existent form. The woman herself was voluptuous in form, likely disguising her true physical form like he did his own. Her face, even, was covered with a veil, preventing him from seeing her eyes. [b]"... You have to go now... Go back to your friends... Oh, and if I should, see you... I will know who you are... Rayne Walker... Or whatever, other name, you choose to use... So should you try this trick again within this castle... I will kill you, and use your body parts as decorative arrangements to the next diplomat from your country as to what [i]not[/i] to do here."[/b] With that, she thrusts a black gloved hand into his torso, and after a few moments of extreme pain, Rayne would find himself back in his own body. Upon awaking from his stupor, he would find a mark of a single finger branded onto the back of his left hand... Likely as a warning that his power could hold physical consequences in this strange place. --- As Ceann, Penelope, and Rayvon walk through the streets towards the mage, they would find the streets empty wherever they went. Only the occasional guard was spotted, who would give a quick salute, then go back to their patrol route. The closer they grew to the mage's location, the more tension the air itself held, and upon arriving, Mikan's eyes opened widely at the sight. [b]"...Wow..."[/b] She says, almost breathless at the sight of a four story tall building made out of pure stone. Bits and pieces of gargoyles and other bits of stone creatures scattered the complex. Just as Penelope was about to say something, another gargoyle is thrown out of a window and goes hurtling down to the ground, exploding only a few feet away from the group, followed up with the frustrated scream of a woman at the top of the building. What they chose to do now was up to them, even as Penelope had instinctively positioned herself behind Ceann in a mixture of surprise and fear. [b]"My mentor gets very angry sometimes..."[/b] She mumbles.