Shadows of The Forgotten

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Things seem to have calmed in the land of Valcrest. The war, the assassins' inner disputes, the peoples' demands for a solution... But is the land actually calm, or is this just a calm moment before a even bigger storm? (FULL)

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Owner: Blackbird26
Game Masters: Mr_Doomed, Blackbird26
Tags: assassins, magic, medieval, original, war (Add Tags »)

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Setting: Newhaven2011-12-13 23:52:14, as written by Caelus
Veronica slowly put the last report over the pile of papers at her right, massaging her left temple as she looked at the immense pile over her desk, mainly minor fights than the city guard had to intervene, and alongside it rested one report than she would redirect to Captain Thomas after the sunset; a case of murder than Veronica thought than was rather... suspicious. It was her second day as a White Knight and she only dealt with paperwork, a bit depressing for someone than got used to chase and arrest criminals on the city’s streets. She wondered if it was a nice idea to have accepted that promotion when a soldier carelessly opened the door, a guard stood beside him, visibly angry at the soldier.

“I’m sorry for interrupting you ma’am, but this one”, the guard looked at the soldier “insisted for almost an hour than he needed to talk to you about a rumor.” The guard’s expression did not change while the soldier took deep breaths before speaking; “Ma’am, today I was in the local inn, inspecting it after a few strange individuals left the place when I've heard a few travelers speaking about a small tension on the South.”

The scarlet haired woman landed her left arm on the desk, starting to massage her right temple with the right hand. At least it was more interesting to hear than read how a soldier ‘heroically’ stopped an 15 year old boy from stealing an apple; “And?”

“I promptly asked them about what they were talking about, they told me than there’s a small fight between assassins and mercenaries than live in the desert, apparently the conflict’s about to worsen, they told me than they acquired the information from two mercs on the inn, moments before I entered.” His face was full of joy and excitement as he watched the woman stand up, slowly walking toward both men, his sensations fading when she spoke “And how many drinks have you drank with those well informed men to acquire that... information?” The man’s face grew pale as he tried to find words, the guard did his best to hold the laughter. She turned her back on the men, walking back to her chair. “Doesn’t matter, thanks for delivering the information, next time, report to your superior and he will”, Veronica greatly emphasized the last word while she moved her hands to show the pile of paper; “deliver it to me. Begone both of you, and close the door.” On other occasions she would have been kinder to the soldier, but not after dealing with paperwork for a whole day. The door closed a few moments before she sat again on her chair, looking at nothing on the roof. “I’ve heard before about the tension between the Crimson Shadow and the Wolfpack, but it’s about to worsen? Maybe I should...” Veronica promptly opened a small drawer on her right, retrieving two sheets of paper and ink from it. She calmly started to write on one of them.

Twenty minutes passed when she finally moved past her room’s doors, tightly holding two envelopes with her right hand. The sound of her silver boots meeting the ground echoed on the corridor, it stopped a few meters after the ward, as she watched an young man with new clothes, she raised an eyebrow “I haven’t met you before, have I?”