Lenassia Eredon's Story

Beaten and bruised by the guard during the trip to Keldos, Oryx's anger continuously rose with every strike. The humilation of being caught! And well known for being one of the most vicious bandits out there, quick and deadly enough to kill a party of foes with minimal strikes. Caught by a simple guardsman. Seriously, that's pretty pathetic in so many ways. He berated her the entire time, which was pointless, seeing as Oryx was utterly at his mercy; helpless. Although she thought the Moirae Bandits would come to her aid, she knew that they wouldn't have dared. Oryx knew that she was on her own until she meets them again.

Of course, as she was lead into the Keldos Palace, to see one of her sworn enemies once again; Lenassia. The self appointed Queen who had subjugated and brought shame to her father. Like father, like daughter, and sure enough, she's at the mercy of the Dread Queen. She gave her adversary a burning glare while the guard held her tightly; red marks on her upper arms.

"Why do you kill and rob honest people?" The Queen asked, an earnest yet stern look on her face.

"Have you become an outcast and wanted to get revenge or have you just become so rotten that you do not care about the lives of people just for your own benefit?"

Not even missing a beat, Oryx replied in a dry, deadpan voice, filled with fury and distaste at the Queen's assumptions.

"We rob and kill from the rich, and we give half of what we get to the poor." Oryx growls. "Why should some people have everything and others have nothing? The poor need to survive as well, Lenassia."

Oryx simply blanked out during the Queen's long speech about hypocrisy and innocence and fairness. Oryx didn't really care- while the people in Keldos might be fortunate; there are countless others that are still suffering. Honestly? Oryx could hardly stand to listen to the Queen on her high horse, priding about her own people. But what about the others? What about the slaves from Terinthia, or the workers in Lazepus? There's so much strife everywhere, and yet this Queen only thinks of her own people. How narrow-minded. It's not fair that only Keldos got to be a happy place. They aren't the only people in the world. Oryx and Atropos both shared the same ideal. Take for themselves, but help make the world a better place overall. And, truly, her heart yearned for him right now. Atropos...

However, Oryx snapped back to attention after her lecture was over, but she decided this time to keep her tongue shut. No point in incriminating ehrself further; she'd rather not give the Queen more ammunition to use against her. The sooner she's out; the sooner she can reunite with Atropos and the Moirae Bandits and continue with their job- robbing from the treasuries of the Keldos Palace. Oryx hid a little smirk as she surveyed the area- useful information, as long as she can remember every detail.

There's a good side to everything... I swear there was a locked door that could be the way to the treasury...

But then the worst possible thing happened. Her father, Villius Dux, once Waverly, glanced up at the scene and charged up to meet them, almost bashing her in with his large shield. But he stopped at the last second, and Oryx saw what he felt. Recognition. Her heart sank deeper, knowing that her disguise had ultimately failed, so she glared daggers at her estranged father.

"You're gonna let this one go," Villius said in his deep and raspy voice, staring hard at the Queen with a passion Oryx only recognized on his face from the battlefield. "And I'll tell you why. You kill her and her people come after you, and one thing you do not want to have to deal with are the Moirae Bandits. And that would be a very, very dumb move."

A strange unpleasant feeling tore through Oryx's body as she heard those words. Her father defending her like a father should. She knew that he knew, but now Oryx hoped that he wouldn't tell the Queen; that he'd leave this between them. This is when Oryx started thrashing, refusing to see her father's face anymore, fighting vainly to wrest control back into her own hands and escape this wretched palace. But no can do, however, and the next words her father spoke were like ice in her heart.

"Secondly, You're looking at someone that may be my daughter."

Rage burned through her body as she scowled hard at her father and the Queen, struggling as hard as she could to break free from the guard's grasp. Afraid to face her past. Her embarrassment of a father, losing to Lenassia in a fight, and becoming little more than a slave.

"Shut up!" Oryx shrieked; out of control. "I'm not her! Shut up! Villius Dux, lapdog of the Queen, you don't know anything!"