Topic: Something of Importance

The Allure of Flames

Date: 2012-02-06 18:57 EST
That broken sword that Brian had used to down the Guard, after it had been plucked from the body, and the words 'Ravenlock' and 'Tyris' had been read on the hilt, she ran. Ran from the marketplace, and the others that were retreating from what had happened.

Quickly, she let her bare feet carry her over the cobblestone of the marketplace. Even with the broken sword clutched in one hand, her movements seemed to come easy. She had one thought in her mind right now. And that was to get the sword to her sisters, and see if anyone else knew of it, or rather who it belonged to.

Eventually, she arrived at the sanctuary, and scrambled up the steps, and towards the door. That was shouldered open, before she stumbled inside, and came to a stop. Her eyes danced about the insides quickly, searching for the one sister she thought would probably be her best bet for going to. Not seeing her there, she muttered something unintellegently, before she took up a hurried pace, straight for Isulet's quarters.

There was a silent prayer sent to the godess, that the woman was elsewhere, before she let her knuckles meet the wood of the door.

"Isulet. Are you there? Open Up. I've got something that I need to show you."

Her words were quick, rapid and breathless, definatly something that seemed to speak of urgency.

Issy

Date: 2012-02-08 13:27 EST
The knocking at her door startled Isuelt right out of her dream. A rare dream that included not nightmarish visions of the skeletal ram of Temple Bhaal, nor the dying children in the Old Temple District. But instead images of her far away life in Metro with Scorpion Wraitharan. Her body sat bolt upright and looked down to her side, half expecting to see Scorp lying there. When she saw nothing but rumpled sheets of her bed in the Sanctuary, one word was clenched between her teeth in a low tone, "Damn it..."

She took a deep breath, which lifted her shoulders with agitation, as her dark, sleep filled eyes glanced toward the door. "What?" She was already pushing off her blankets and swinging her bare, tanned legs over the edge of the bed. A black tank and boy-shorts set gripped her body, still longing for sleep as she was halfway to the door before it opened to reveal Chi with...with something interesting.

Her thick lashes blinked as she ran a hand over her face gruffly, trying to push all traces of the Land of Nod into oblivion. "What's goin' on, Chi?"

The Allure of Flames

Date: 2012-02-13 16:00 EST
The swords was thrusted out, towards Issy, a simple and clear offering, before she started to spoke.

"Brian...The marketplace. He seemed disorientated. Lost....And as if parts of his memory were missing. He didn't recognize me, and he was injured. Then there were these guards, none that I've never seen before, and he used this too kill one of them. Then he left. And left it behind. And I took it, thinking that it'd be something of importance."

Her voice was quick, the words rushed, and seemingly breathless.

Issy

Date: 2012-02-14 17:53 EST
Chi's words came so feverishly, and Isuelt was still half-asleep. Her dark head shook back and forth smoothly as she squinted her espresso gaze at Chi in order to take everything in.

She glanced down at the sword and took it from the younger warrior. "Brian..." she sighed, still piecing together Chi's rapid fire news. "This is Brian's?" Her deep eyes looked down to the sword as she nodded. Chi's words may just prove prophetic. The significance of a blade of Brian Ravenlock, Isuelt couldn't quite know just yet. But she knew a few people that might. Her brain swam with visions of Belial, Batten and the Governor, as well as the rest of the GAC.

"Thanks, Chi. You did well. You okay?" Letting her strong fingers grip the sword with one hand, she lowered it to her side and let her free hand rest on Chi's shoulder.

The Allure of Flames

Date: 2012-02-15 16:06 EST
There was a frantic shake of her head at Issy's assumption of the sword being Brian's. In response, she flipped the hilt over in Issy's hands, and pointed to the name that was Ingraved on it.

"Brian had it, but I do believe it belonged to who ever this is. There's another name on the otherside, put together they Read 'Tyris Ravenlock.' I think it's safe to assume that who ever this person is, is related to Brian somehow. "

She paused long enough to take a deep breath, before she nodded. "Yeah. I'm fine Issy."