Discord
Changelog
Thugs roam the streets of Bezantur in ever-increasing numbers, even brazenly attacking legionnaires stationed at the city gates if a target of theirs runs to them for help. Houses have been set on fire after being looted. And some fights, resulting in several deaths, have even broken out among members of the legion who claim one or the other secretly working for the tharchioness approaching the city.
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In the chaos, the Zulkir Mythrell’aa watched the small pillars of smoke rise from northern Bezantur. She imagined she should do something, and would probably need to show up at the parley north of the city tomorrow. She scowled as the especially loud screams of the city reached her ears. Szass Tam can rot in hell, I’ll not see my city overrun by undead, she thought, And the evokers too. They have failed to keep the peace. It’s time I take control of matters myself...
Suddenly she noticed a black shape appear on her summoning rune and immediately knew it did not belong. “What is this? Intruder!,” she yelled and immediately began casting her defenses wondering how someone was able to penetrate the magical defenses she had placed on her tower. Her Golem of the Void rushed forward swinging at the quick-moving figure as it began pummeling her with its bare fists so quickly she knew that this was an assassin-monk sent specifically for her.
She cast a Time Stop spell to try and buy her some time, but it was not enough even with her being able to get up more magical defenses, and even with the Golem taking down many of the defenses on the assassin. The last thing she thought before her neck snapped was We are all doomed. Then the world went black.
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Azel, now the guildmaster of the powerful Bezantur Assassins, had dumped the body of Mythrell’aa at Zenak’s feet with instructions to make sure it would never be found. Surprisingly, an assassin had attacked Azel immediately after doing so - causing Zenak much anxiety, but ultimately Azel had either believed him or decided it wasn’t worth the effort to find out who the now-slave had been.
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In the chaos, the Zulkir Mythrell’aa watched the small pillars of smoke rise from northern Bezantur. She imagined she should do something, and would probably need to show up at the parley north of the city tomorrow. She scowled as the especially loud screams of the city reached her ears. Szass Tam can rot in hell, I’ll not see my city overrun by undead, she thought, And the evokers too. They have failed to keep the peace. It’s time I take control of matters myself...
Suddenly she noticed a black shape appear on her summoning rune and immediately knew it did not belong. “What is this? Intruder!,” she yelled and immediately began casting her defenses wondering how someone was able to penetrate the magical defenses she had placed on her tower. Her Golem of the Void rushed forward swinging at the quick-moving figure as it began pummeling her with its bare fists so quickly she knew that this was an assassin-monk sent specifically for her.
She cast a Time Stop spell to try and buy her some time, but it was not enough even with her being able to get up more magical defenses, and even with the Golem taking down many of the defenses on the assassin. The last thing she thought before her neck snapped was We are all doomed. Then the world went black.
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Azel, now the guildmaster of the powerful Bezantur Assassins, had dumped the body of Mythrell’aa at Zenak’s feet with instructions to make sure it would never be found. Surprisingly, an assassin had attacked Azel immediately after doing so - causing Zenak much anxiety, but ultimately Azel had either believed him or decided it wasn’t worth the effort to find out who the now-slave had been.