Revolution of Rivelle

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Fae listened to the two men talk. They were going to go after the stronghold? That was a pretty bold move, and a big one at that. If Zane could pick it out so easily without looking at the plans, who else would know about it as well? She cleared her throat a bit, not feeling to confident to help with the battle plans, but she wanted to put in her own input. "... Wouldn't Vex be expecting that?" she asked, looking at Caleb timidly. "I mean... What if we starved them out? Cut off their supply line...?" She shrugged her shoulders and bit her lower lip. "No one can really fight that well on an empty stomach... Wait. Then again, the villagers might not have anything to eat, and if we found a way to get food to the villagers, Vex would take it away from them." She massaged her forehead. Was storming the stronghold really the only option they had right now.

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So the man thought he was a pervert. Ha! Or at least that's what it came off like. "I assure you, the pictures came from another source," he said lowly, standing up straight. "I don't have time to do such foolish things. But you wish to know what I can do? Right then... I will demonstrate." Donte reached out in his cloak and pulled out a knife. He felt the tension suddenly rise in the room, and he glanced to the guards who suddenly had their weapons drawn. "Relax... I will not hurt your king." Donte then slid the blade through his palm, making a cut on it. Instead of crimson blood showing though, it was completely black. Donte sprinkled some of it on the photos on the ground and then stood back, saying something under his breath. Suddenly, the black splatters on the picture turned into large needles that protruded from the ground, skewering the photo. And then, when Donte said something quietly under his breath, the needles fell on the floor in a puddle of black blood, taking no shape.

Donte then raised his cut hand and turned it so his palm was facing down. A large sword made of his blood formed and hardened. "It is sharp too," Donte commenting, swinging his sword so it made a whooshing noise before he liquified it and the black blood retreated back into his cut. His cut was then healed soon afterwards and he bowed to the king. "I have studied the Dark Arts from an early age. My blood is black, as you can see. It can liquify and harden, it can also act as an armor within me. No sword will cut me so easily, for the wound will just heal itself quickly. I can also manipulate shadows and harm others through their shadows... Though the pain is just an illusion." He stood up straight, looking to Vex to see what he thought of it all.

 

Vex listened to what Donte said, he watched as he cut himself and presumably through the use of magic manipulated the blood, which was an odd black color. The man had potential, that much was obvious. He could be of use to the Passing, that much was clear, and there was no doubt in Vex's mind that he was going to need his particular talents when striking down the Resistance. Who knew? Perhaps he could even help find them.

"So he can cut himself and make weapons from his blood, big whoop. It still doesn't change the fact that he likes photographing young girls. Veeeeex are you really going to let a pedophile into The Passing?" came a voice from the area further back in the throne room.

Vex turned around and looked back there, knowing fully well who the voice belonged to. At least the mirror stayed quiet for more than 10 minutes this time, but of all times to insult someone he chose now? he thought to himself, agitated at the mirror, as the mirror always seemed to cause. "Nobody asked for your input, you stupid mirror. Now, Magic Mirror, be quiet and say nothing until I ask you to speak!" he called back.

"It's always, 'oh magic mirror tell me what I need to know', 'where's the Resistance magic mirror', or even things like 'magic mirror where did I leave my axe?', you never ask 'how is your day Boris?', or heavens forbid 'what can I do to make you more comfortable during your forced stay Boris?'" the mirror complained.

"IF you do not shut up right now, I'll have the servants clean you with horse spit next time" Vex retorted, shutting the mirror up right away. The mirror had the power to see into the past, the present, and the future, so it knew fully well that Vex certainly would follow through on his threat. He turned back to look at Donte. "Your powers are impressive, and will no doubt be useful, but i'm more interested in finding out what else you know about the Resistance" he said as calmly as he could muster.

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Caleb took what Fae said into consideration. She had a point, they could probably starve them out, avoid casualties that way, but she was also right when saying the villagers would starve too. "You raise a valid point, but if we did somehow find a way to get food to just the villagers while cutting off the supply lines of the soldiers stationed there, would the soldiers not just take the food from the villagers? We would be doing them more harm than good" he responded. He gestured towards Zane. "Zane will not be able to take the stronghold on his own, despite what he might think even he isn't powerful enough for that" Caleb stated, cutting Zane off as he tried to open his mouth. "I see no other alternative than brute force to get through for the most part, with Zane going around the back entrance to enter that way. Although, I will not make the final decision, I will leave it to a vote. If anyone in the Resistance is opposed to this plan, I will not go through with it, you have my word" Caleb finished.

 

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"That's what I said," Fae muttered under her breath when Caleb repeated her after thought of the soldiers taking the food from the villagers. She sighed out, nodding her head though in agreement until another idea popped in her mind. "Who side are the villagers on anyways? Ours or theirs? If Vex is being cruel to the people, I assume they want to flee the place. Maybe we can... evacuate the villagers to a safer location?" Fae twiddled her fingers in front of her, feeling the anxiety creep up inside her as she said what was on her mind. "Maybe one of us can go in disguised as one of the villagers and give the guards wine spiked with a sleeping drug to celebrate with. Then when they sleep, we can take the villagers to safety... But if they're on Vex's side, then the idea probably will not work." She felt like she was giving useless suggestions. Her father was very good at strategies, but Vex came as a surprise and he was gone now. Fae felt a twinge of sadness and put a hand up to her chest to calm herself. The time for crying was over. Fae needed to be strong now for the sake of the future of the kingdom.

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If the mask wasn't in the way, everyone would see Donte's deep frown on his face. He despised being called a pedophile. "I'd rather see that girl dead and mangled," he said under his breath before looking to Vex. So he proved that he was of some use, very good. But now it was time to prove himself further. "There have been rumors spreading around that the rebels have moved their location quite a distance from here... Balmar I believe. As of what they are plotting, that I don't know. However, I heard that they suffered a great defeat but they still stand strong. Thus I believe they won't stay quiet for very long. I would assume for them to make a move to severely disable you and your army. To make a war successful in your favor, you need food, weapons, and armor. Though they are annoying, they are smart. The rebels know this too. Where do you believe is the main source of what you need to win a war?"

 

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Marlene listened intently to the others contemplate the strategy that was to be used against Vex's forces. What seemed to surprise her was Fae's willful determination and worry for the citizens of the Kingdom. She wanted nothing more than to see to it the people remained safe on both sides. Marlene smiled, Fae would indeed make a suitable leader someday, unknowing to the fact that Fae was a princess to the throne. Marlene seemed a bit frazzled by the new plan to attack Vex's forces, but she was unwittingly excited for the day of battle. She let out a sigh of relief, glad that the whole epidemic that had occurred only a few minutes ago was over. She felt the scar riddled on the back of her neck, suddenly intrigued into why she had obtained it in the first place. She turned her direction back to what Fae was saying, sensing a bit of doubt in her voice. "You are filled with many brilliant ideas Fae, ideas that are bound to make you an excellent leader someday," Marlene chirped. ​

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Vincent was taken by surprise as a massive bear emerged from the shrubbery, concluding it to be the same bear that was costing The Resistance their steady food supply. He stared at the beetle-eyed beast as it briskly licked the fallen blueberries that lay on the ground. Vincent stood calmly, the bear had not noticed him and Vincent did not want to involve himself in a battle with a creature this colossal. He slowly began to edge himself away from the bear, carefully placing one foot next to the other. He winced at the sound of the twig breaking beneath his foot, slowly looking up to make direct eye-contact with the bear. Vincent cursed in his mind as he jumped out of the way from the bear that was soon charging towards him. From the glimpse of hate in the bear's eyes, Vincent knew that he was now involved, and there could only be one survivor. He readied himself as he took hold of a small sharp dagger. He inhaled a long breath in order to concentrate, and slowly took stance. He threw back his arm at the charging bear, and cast the dagger directly at the bear. The bear came to a halt and tumbled over, the dagger had hit directly in the middle of the forehead. "Might as well bring this back to serve as dinner tonight..." Vincent thought as he slowly watched the stained dagger float back into his hand by the will of his mind. ​

 

"Head back and do what? Wait for them to organize the entire rescue? We can't afford to wait! They'll kill her if we do! They don't care who it is or what they have, they'll kill anyone! You saw how they treated her! What guarantee do we have that she'll live past the next week!?" She pulled her arm away and stood still, in the path. "I'm not going back. I'm going to find her, even if I don't make it, I'm saving her. You can go back and let me deal with this, but that'll make you responsible if I die." She didn't care about manners, she just wanted her best friend back, like... now. "Please Sire... bear with me on this and help me..." Tears streamed down the girl's eyes and her hand formed a fist. Without Sasha, she felt just as lost as a tiny puppy, unable to do anything. Nobody understood her like Sasha did. That was why Sasha and her got along so well: because Sasha knew what it was like to be in Cammy's shoes. It was something no one else would ever know as well as Sasha could.

 

Quinn stared at the lonely little girl. Her best friend had just been taken from her, and she had a chance to save her. He sort of knew what that was like. He had idolized his father, and been in the castle when Vex attacked. He wanted to go help with all his might, but someone talked him into running and so he did. His father died because of it. 'I'll never know if the outcome could have been different...' Thought Quinn. He bit his lip, thinking it over. With a final sigh, he crouched down, his back facing her. "Nothing like a guilt trip huh? Come on, get on my back. If we're going to make it in time, we need to get there fast. With my magic, i can no sweat beat a horse in a footrace." It was true. His enchancement magic let him do unheard of physical feats, but the more extreme they were, the faster his body started to wear itself out. He didn't tell her this though, best not to make her worry any more than she had to.

 

OOC: I apologize for not posting. I haven't gotten any alerts for this thread for some reason.

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Iris's eyes widened as both her's and Ishimura's attacks seemed to do nothing to the man. Sh*t! We have to get out of here..! She called for Ishimura as she began to run away from the man.

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Ishimura just stared at the man in shock, 'What?!' He quickly retracted the blades and jumped back as he saw the rope coming out of the man's sleeves. He heard Iris call for him and he began to run towards here. Once he got close enough, Iris jumped on his back and turned around and fired bullets at the man once more. "We have to get back to Vex." Iris said. Ishimura looked back at the man and then began to run as fast as he could in the direction of Vex's castle. After a while of running, they were finally at Vex's castle. Iris and Ishimura entered and immediately went to Vex's throne room.

"Sir, I've returned from my investigation..." Iris said.

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Fall looked at Xera and then nodded, "Sure..." She then walked over to her and asked, "So, are we going back to the town..?"

 

Making his way through the forest was the lone wolf of the resistance. Since he'd chosen not to head to the meeting that was happening, so instead he was on his own for the moment. It was like he had anything against any of the member, it was just that he wasn't much for a large crowd. It was a trait that he inherited from his teacher, who'd also strayed away from large crowds.

During his travels he eventually got tired and decided to rest by a nearby tree. The branches were thick enough to keep some of the sunlight off his face and the tree itself was big enough so that he wouldn't have to worry about being uncomfortable. Still it wasn't like he was planning on sleeping or taking a nap. He was just simply resting his muscles before continuing on.

 

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Vincent strolled over to the nearby river that flowed throughout the lively forest. He knelt down, washing his stained dagger off with a cloth he pulled from his back-pocket, listening to the cheery chirps of birds flying by. He trailed off into his own thoughts as he looked down at his reflection riddled upon the clear water. He stood up and placed the dagger into its case strapped on his belt. He walked back to the bear he had killed only a moment ago. He looked over the beast, once so powerful and strong. Vincent patted the darkened coat of fur and sighed, he hated the fact he had killed such a magnificent creature.

After gathering his bearings of where he was in the forest, he bent over to take hold of the massive bear. He tried lifting the bear, but realized that it was too large in mass. He pondered a way to transport the beast back to the base, and soon came up with a solution. He wandered into the nearby shrubbery, gathering up giant scattered leafs. These leafs were unusual in size and texture, but came from the mighty Krion tree and was much more durable and strong than any regular leaf. He weaved the many leaves together to produce a type of sling in which he rolled the bear in. Taking hold of the handle of the sling, he began to pull with effort, eventually getting moving.

Vincent trudged through the forest, admiring the spell bounding beauty the forest held within. He soon stopped a short distance, out of breath, and took a drink from some water he gathered from the river. He wiped his moistened forehead with his arm and fastened the bottle back to his belt. That's when Vincent noticed the figure resting against a nearby tree. Questioned by the presence of another, Vincent soon realized the man to be a member of the Resistance. He seemed rather tired as well, so Vincent turned away from him, thinking it would be rude to disturb him. Why would someone even talk to him in the first place, it wasn't like he could respond to them without looking like an idiot.

 

OOC: Sorry for the lack of posting, had writer's block bigtime recently. Seems to be cleared up now though.
Vex thought for a moment. He leaned forward and rested his chin on his fist. "There are many things that would win this war, many things that could be done to prevent us from winning it, now that I think about it. One of the bigger things though would be the weapons forgery in Sharox, but surely they wouldn't try anything there would they? Sharox has been one of my most highly guarded fortresses across the land, only a fool would try such a thing!" Vex exclaimed.

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Caleb summoned another copy of the parchment he had drawn the plan on earlier for Sharox. He sighed. "As good as your idea is, Fae, and believe me it is a fantastic idea, the fact of the matter is that there is no way for us to tell who is allied with Vex and who is not. At this point, it's looking like the only option is an assault. If you look at the parchment before you you'll notice the overhead view of the fortress. If we approach it head on, it is well defended, which is why we will get someone inside of the fortress, that's you Zane, to bypass the guards in there and unlock the gates. Once that is done, we'll storm the fortress and destroy all the blacksmithing supplies, as well as..'convincing' the blacksmith there to stop helping Vex. If the villagers try to stop us, we will not kill them, only knock them out and pray they come to their senses upon being awoken" Caleb said.

The plan had its flaws, Caleb knew, but for who they had with them it was probably the best plan that would be available. He wished that one of the certain other members of the Resistance was there, his talents would allow them to overrun Sharox with ease, but they had had to function without him for quite a time now, and there was little chance of him returning. However, Zane's return had given his plan that much more chance of succeeding, and despite their shaky past he welcomed any possibility of furthering the Resistance's goals.

 

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Fae grinned, embarrassed by the comment that Marlene dropped and placed a hand behind her neck. She was about to say something, but then was stopped when Caleb pulled out a map and began to explain his plans. Her smile eventually disappeared as she listened, bringing her hand down so she could rest her chin on it. "If it's heavily guarded, we should expect a lot of casualties," Fae said, looking over at Caleb. "I'm not saying we're really weak... I'm just saying we only have two healers in this place, me and Marlene. If something were to happen, and most of us become injured or worse, I don't think Marlene and I would be able to move fast enough to help everyone." She sighed out and rubbed her head, looking back down at the map. "Shouldn't we start with something smaller? Try to get some more allies to help us?"

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"On the contrary, people become desperate in times of war." Donte bowed his head, pondering deeply. "I heard you and your men dealt a great blow to the Resistance. If the rumors are true, then perhaps they will want to take revenge tenfold, play all their cards at once... That is if they feel they have nothing to lose..." Donte shook his head. "It seems foolish to think that they would try anything as stupid as this, but the key to a successful war is the element of surprise... Catch the enemy off guard by doing unexpected things..."

 

Spoiler: RoR abridged

Quinn stopped, dead in his tracks. "cammy, i hate to tell you this, but we're being followed so i can't have you staying here." He said, picking her up off his back. With a powerful toss, the girl flew up into the air. Dropping, dropping, dropping...There! An intense kick to her hind quarters sent cammy flying through the air and back to the resistance base.

Quinn's heightened senses let made him aware of the passing members following him. Inconspicuosly glancing behind him, he saw the two staring at him. The girls which had taken Sasha. One seemed to posses the ability to open portals. If he forced her to open a portal to Vex's castle, would they be in time to save Sasha? it was sure a lot faster than running there, and after such prolonged use of his magic, he wasn't sure he'd be able to do anything besides get there. He slowed down to a stop and let Cammy off his back. "Go and hide somewhere safe. I'll take you to Sasha, but it's going to get rough here in a second. I don't even want to think about what Sasha would do to me if something happened to you." The prince said to her before standing and facing the duo behind him.

In the resistance base, as the members were talking, a part of the air seemed to distort itself a bit. At first it was barely noticable, but after a bit a pale blonde man materialized from seemingly nowhere. "Poor Sasha. Willingly went into slavery to save her prince and friend. A noble deed. But what will her friends do to return the favor? Saving her means putting off your raid. Putting off the raid means making Vex stronger while you lose members in the rescue. What to do, what to do." Luke said cryptically, as though he were reading it from a book.

 

Vex sat quietly for a moment, something that was not uncommon for him. Despite having only just met Donte, Vex could already tell that he was going to be very, very useful to him. "We did deal a great blow to the Resistance, yes, and you're correct in assuming they would want revenge. Something surprising though? I wish I knew what they would try, so that I could beat them to it and crush the life out of them, and show them that-" he paused as a guard came up to him.

"M'lord, I'm sorry to interrupt but I thought it would be best to inform you that one of our men has seen that slave you captured a short while ago is searching around suspiciously, somewhere over in that direction" the guard said, pointing over towards the door that Sasha was listening through.

Vex sighed. "She's been here for such a short time and already she's escaped your surveillance? If you keep slipping up like this I'm seriously going to have to consider who to have as my head guard.." Vex said. He looked at Donte. "It appears we will have to continue this conversation at another time. For now, your information certainly sounds accurate enough. If you have any ideas as to what they could possibly do to surprise me, say them now, if not then you may leave" Vex said. He then shifted his gaze to the door and stood up in front of the throne. "As for you, Slave, if you truly are over nearby that door you had best show yourself before I bombard it with my magic" he warned. He loved senseless violence, he loved killing things, but he had to admit Sasha's cooking was pretty damn good.

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Caleb hung is head in front of him for a moment. The day was becoming very stressful indeed. First, he had had to deliver a speech, then Fae had fallen ill, Zane had returned, Marlene had also fallen ill, and now he was being told that Sasha had been taken by Vex. Fate was most cruel. He looked up after gathering his thoughts. "The plan on the raid will have to be put on hold. Vex's army may grow stronger, but I will not abandon a single member of The Resistance in a time of need. I will go and rescue Sasha, the rest of you do what Fae suggested and attempt to find those that will help us in our quest" he commanded. He stood up and turned around, about to begin leaving the resistance base, when a hand pushed him back into his seat.

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"Caleb, I may not know how long exactly, but you seem like you've been working on this plan for a long time now. This raid needs to happen, and it needs to happen soon. Vex is getting stronger by the day, and he's not going to slow down unless something is done about it. The Resistance needs you here. You go with the others and find more allies, I'll get Sasha. I've seen her once or twice helping the others, I think I know what she looks like. Just in case though, I think I'll need someone to come along with me, preferably someone that can convince her to come back if indeed she went willingly. Any suggestions?" he questioned.

Caleb sat down. Zane was right, he was needed where he was. If the only way he could help was by recruiting more for The Resistance, then that was what he would do. His attention snapped back to Zane as he asked for a suggestion of who to take. Most people would know what Sasha looked like, but who knew her well enough to actually convince her to come back? The answer was staring him right in the face. Fae spent a lot of time with Sasha, and seemed very fond of her, perhaps the same was true the other way around. "Fae, go with Zane. I've seen you with Sasha, I've seen the joy you two seem to share around each other, go and remind her please" he said.

Zane hefted the giant buster blade onto his shoulders, something that was certainly not easy granted its size. "Alright then, I think that guy" he said, pointing at Luke, "should come along too. I don't think I've seen him around much, and I think he needs to do something other than sit there with that smug little look on his face" he said. He then took a couple of steps towards the exit of the base. "So, you two ready to leave?" he asked over his shoulder.

 

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Marlene watched the group rapidly hash out new ideas, each leader intently mentioning flaws in the others plans. She felt somewhat out of place, but she was happy everything was at peace, at least for the moment. However, she didn't realize how soon the peace had ended until a strange boy waltz through the hall and into the plan room. She felt rather awkward, for she barely recognized the boy upon first glance, but he seemed to be around the same age as her as he shuffled passed her to the others. Marlene listened and the room quickly forgot the small moment of serenity as it became a dreadful atmosphere. Marlene sighed to herself as she thought about Sasha. Even though Marlene had never really had the chance to talk to Sasha, she knew her from around the base as being one of the most sincere and kindhearted members of the Resistance.

As time became a reality to Marlene once again, she watched as Zane directed his hand to both Fae and the boy, recruiting them as part of his rescue crew. She watched as Zane readied himself for his journey, and a thought suddenly popped into Marlene's mind. She rushed over to her quiver that lay up against the wall and searched through it. She took out three small flasks that contained darkened blue liquid. She carried the small flasks over to Fae and placed them in Fae's hands. "These are potions I brewed. Their meant to replenish your energy quickly and to heal any minor wounds you may come upon. These are meant for whoever may need them, including you Fae, just in case you needn't use your healing magic. Also, I think this would be a great help to you Zane." Marlene took hold of the clasp on the necklace she pulled out, hidden under her clothes. The necklace had two pendants on it, and Marlene gently took hold of Zane's hand, laying the necklace in his palm.

"When I was young, my grandfather was friend to the King who ruled the land, and the King entrusted him with the task of creating a secret labyrinth of tunnels that ran throughout the bottom of the castle. These tunnels were meant for the king and his family's escape if the time had ever come for it, but they were never used. No one knows of the tunnels location to today, however, my grandfather was given the key that would open the door to enter these tunnels." Marlene spoke intently as she pointed to the small pendent of the two, it was the shape of the royal families crest, however, it had a white glow to it. "All you need to do is use this enchanted royal crest to find passage into the tunnels. Just find the part of the castles exterior that has the same symbol as the pendent and hold it up to the wall. Then chant the phrase "thalamum dormitabis". Reciting these two words will complete the spell and unlock the door. The Passing will never know that you are in the castle because the tunnels were well hidden. You will be able to rescue Sasha and the other slaves without notice." Marlene said with a small smile.

 

Luke grinned slyly at Samuel. "I was there, of course. But i suppose If i'm guilty of not helping her, Quinn is just as much so." The boy gave a nonchalant shrug. "That pendant will get you in undetected, but once inside there's no gurentee you'll remain that way. I think i can be of assistance there."" Luke said, turning invisible to show the assistance he offered. "Well then, off on our quest we go. I'm interested to see how this turns out." And when he said "interested, he didn't mean a friendly-I'd-like-to-know interested, he meant a Let's-see-what-color-you-are-inside kind of interested.

"Not happening." Quinn snapped, glaring at her intensely. "If you want to get to her, you're gonna have to go through me, and good luck with that. You're gonna need it." The prince charged forward with unnatural speed, easily closing the distance between them in the blink of an eye. She used a sword, so he had the advantage of range with his lance. Taking his stance, her thrust it at her, following the point to her heart. As concentrated as he was, his heightened senses helped him keep an eye on Fall.