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Castle of Skyfall Citadel

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Setting

Castle of Skyfall Citadel, with towering spires and a grand throne room which also serves as a court. There are passageways up top for defense. Depending on the present rule the interior design can be fabulous.

Norde Keep

Castle of Skyfall Citadel

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Norde Keep is a part of Skyfall Citadel.

2 Places in Norde Keep:

5 Characters Here

Eloise Porenia Edenhelm [27] Eloise is a blue-eyed, blonde noblewoman of the House of Edelhelm.
Malgerius Corven [22] A knight of the Realm who is something more than a simple sword for the King's Land.
Brishen [21] "No, we speak, a-you know."
Edart Yolette [13] Corrupted Knight of the Court of Paul Elupitser, False King of Skyfall
Miyo Lurune [10] The Silent One

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Brishen Character Portrait: Houpetorlivaij Character Portrait: Sireth Character Portrait: King Paul Elupitser Character Portrait: Eloise Porenia Edenhelm Character Portrait: Trophonia of Skyfall Character Portrait: Malgerius Corven Character Portrait: Miyo Lurune Character Portrait: Edart Yolette

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The Court at Norde Keep froze as a voice demanded that of this they had surely had enough. Edart Yolette, momentarily distracted, didn't quite catch Malgerious's move and was left fully open. Brishen had made his way almost to the front of the crowd when the demand was made, and swore to himself as his progression towards that shiny crown was put to a halt.

The room was a hush, and despite most of the court descending into silence, a loud meROOWWW of a cat continued to pipe on at the door. Sireth. Wanted. OUT.


After a moment, a meow, and a heartbeat there were shouts coming from far off in the Castle. Three of the knights who stood to defend the Crown broke formation and surged through the crowd. Ladies lifted their skirts and fainted, men staggered back- what had invaded the Keep, and how? They each swore to be the one to find the intruder - for the three were all hungry for blood. There was something about the corruption of Eras that gave a bloodlust like no other.

As they slipped out, Sireth hot on their heels in his own escape, someone else slipped in. Perhaps nobody noticed them, but the sudden absence of the yowling cat had many looking about. Still, the focus of the room remained between the Crown, the corpses, and this sudden elf who demanded all cease.

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Brishen Character Portrait: Houpetorlivaij Character Portrait: Sireth Character Portrait: King Paul Elupitser Character Portrait: Eloise Porenia Edenhelm Character Portrait: Trophonia of Skyfall Character Portrait: Malgerius Corven Character Portrait: Miyo Lurune Character Portrait: Edart Yolette

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The Knight who struck down his mad king and was about to land a blow against Sir. Edart Yolette but the booming voice also cought his attention as well.

"You all bicker and squabble like children fighting over a toy next to their mothers Den!"

The Elvish woman began to stride forward towards the crown with her hands steepled. Elio the Wise made her way through the crowd with discerning eyes looking upon each noble that was present and every guard who seemed to grow more tense by the passing seconds. The High Elven woman even allowed her gaze to fall upon yet another elf who had made their way into the current affair.

"Interesting, I didn't expect another from our nation to be present? Forgive me my lady but I don't think we have the time for proper introductions."

With those proper and practiced words out of the way Elio made her way towards the now still Knights and looked upon the crown before her only to slowly reach down whilst the guards now began to rush out of the chambers as something else was afoot.

"You squabble over such trivial things and yet I know the pain in your hearts. The loss of your king for example is the most perplexing thing here and yet do you imagine that he wished for more blood to be spilt within these halls." The Dragon in Elvish guise smirked slightly as she produced a fine cloth and usedit to pick up the crown only to present it for all to see.

"Sir. Malgerius Corven, the Corvid Knight, is a strong contender for the crown as the Spirit of the World itself obviously left her glow upon him and yet when I look upon the slayed king I don't even see the lingering essence of our ladies presence."

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Brishen Character Portrait: Houpetorlivaij Character Portrait: King Paul Elupitser Character Portrait: Eloise Porenia Edenhelm Character Portrait: Trophonia of Skyfall Character Portrait: Malgerius Corven Character Portrait: Miyo Lurune Character Portrait: Edart Yolette

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The reply the Elf woman gave however was not spoken, sign language, in the com,mon form, not Drow form, was used to kee pthe Illiusion active. "My apologises" Miyo signed to the other Elf woman, "Due to a magical incident I am unable to speak" Everyones eyes were then locked on the crown as the Elf picked it up with a cloth. That gave the Drow exactly the opening she needed hanging at thje back of the nobles was easier than she thought. Everyone focused on the crown, even the other Elf.

Miyo disappeared using another Illusion, dropping her original Illusion for complete invisiblity. She then moved forwards unseen to where she needed to be. Finally there she lifted the crown by an unseen hand, using her magic unseen and made it dance just out of reach. Before it disappeared entirely.

Where had it gone ? First the Elf wanting everyone to stop fighting and stand in silence over the dead king held the Crown aloft upon a cloth, and now it was.... Gone

Who took it ? Where was the taker of the crown ?

Miyo knew she had a chance, but she had to time it right. Quickly scanning the crown with her journal crystal she had to move quickly to hide it, somewhere

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Brishen Character Portrait: Houpetorlivaij Character Portrait: King Paul Elupitser Character Portrait: Eloise Porenia Edenhelm Character Portrait: Trophonia of Skyfall Character Portrait: Malgerius Corven Character Portrait: Miyo Lurune Character Portrait: Edart Yolette

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"She can't talk", whispered a Lord to his Lady, referring to the second elf in the crowd.

You couldn't hear the guards and knights outside of the throne room over the murmuring crowd; they were quite busy out there looking for the intruder. As for the Crystal Crown of Skyfall everyone knew the legends. The power of the crown. The way the Gods could speak through the crown. The protection of the crown as well - which did Elupitser no good. The elf had picked The Crystal Crown of Skyfall up with a cloth, gently. Edart Yolette's knuckles turned white as he gripped his sword. This guy, for the crown? What were they talking about, a glow? Elven magic was exactly the sort of strange Edard wanted nothing to do with. He was visibly enraged by the suggestion that the Corvid Knight was chosen for the crown. What nonsense! Absolutely not! A filter of red crept in around the corners of Edart Yolette's eyes. They glassed over as his brow descended.

Sir Edart Yolette had been trained extensively to do the complete opposite of that which he attempted next. While everyone looked at the crown, he made another try for the Corvid Knight, twisting to stab him in one of the known lethal regions. His eyes were visibly red at this point. The true mark of those corrupted by Eras. The Corvid Knight was no King! Gaia did not choose him!

"Witchcraft!" Screeched a lesser educated citizen from somewhere in the crowd. The crown, it was floating in mid air! Those proficient in magic rolled their eyes, but began to eyeball one another in the crowd. Was it you? Was it you? Such a bold move. They were starting to get ideas- ideas about ruling a Kingdom.

Brishen stopped his sneaking and began to back away towards the door.

"SHUT THE FRONT DOORS" Shouted someone still with a sensible head on their shoulders. The doors to the throne room were hastily shut as the crown levitated above the hands of the Elf. Brishen backed into a guard, who shoved him off. He regained his balance and huddled with the rest of the crowd, but refused to watch the Crown- his superstitions getting the best of him again. Was this all part of the plan?

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Brishen Character Portrait: Houpetorlivaij Character Portrait: King Paul Elupitser Character Portrait: Eloise Porenia Edenhelm Character Portrait: Trophonia of Skyfall Character Portrait: Malgerius Corven Character Portrait: Miyo Lurune Character Portrait: Edart Yolette

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"Do you think most elves are mute?"

Murmured another noble as Elio, Sir. Yolette, and Sir Corven stood around the dead king. The wisened elf simply held the crystal crown before her and looked upon its beauty only to clear her throat and compose herself as she began to look directly towards the Corvid Knight.

"The crowns rightful owner sits before us and........"

Elio found herself cut off by surprise as Edart showed his true colors and attempted to strike at the True King of Skyfall. The Corvid Knight simply brought his blade against the surprise attack but was not quick enough as Sir. Yolette found its mark on the young knight's side. Elio herself seemed to stumble back as the crown was torn from her grasp by an invisible force only to marionette the crown around before everyone before it seemed to vanish into thin air. The Elven sage's eyes quickly seemed to glass over as she began to use detect magic across the crowd and around herself in order to find any trace of whoever or whatever decided to take the throne from her grasp.

Two of the guards by the exit quickly complied with the cries to close the door while that outside on the walkways above overheard the commotion and began to turn their attention back towards the throne room itself. As for Malgerius he stumbled back clutching his side while his other hand onto his trusty sword.

"So you suffer the same corruption as our false king?"

The Corvid Knight groaned in pain but gritted his teeth and held his sword at the ready. He knew he needed to end this fight quickly but it was a shame that such a well-known knight would fall so easily to evil and darkness.

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Brishen Character Portrait: Houpetorlivaij Character Portrait: King Paul Elupitser Character Portrait: Eloise Porenia Edenhelm Character Portrait: Trophonia of Skyfall Character Portrait: Malgerius Corven Character Portrait: Miyo Lurune Character Portrait: Edart Yolette

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The monks quickly worked to remove the King while everyone was distracted. A few ladies fainted and the entire room was in an uproar. Brishen was shoved forth by a guard, who grunted at Brishen.

"Where is it you think you are going?" The guard looked Brishen up and down with a snarl after locking the door, grabbing Brishen who didn't bother to fight back. His heart was beating. Why and how did he ever come here? Who on Gaia wants to watch an execution anyhow?!

Jaralemo has arrived, coming from Goldenbridge Ward.

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Brishen Character Portrait: King Paul Elupitser Character Portrait: Eloise Porenia Edenhelm Character Portrait: Trophonia of Skyfall Character Portrait: Malgerius Corven Character Portrait: Jaralemo Character Portrait: Edart Yolette

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In the same dress, another monk came from the door the King disappeared through. Hood kept low the monk skirted the crowd and payed no heed to the growing drama within. He payed no heed to the fallen crown. The monk made a direct beeline for the fallen corpse of Tromphonia.

The monk's clothes soaked through with the sticky blood of Tromphonia as he lifted her with his God blessed strength. His face obscured, his eyes cast down, with the brief assistance of her executioner Tromphonia was hefted over the shoulder of the monk. He made his way back through the secret door, the same route they had gone with the corpse of the fallen King.

There was a series of tunnels off the antechamber, behind a secret door activated with the displacing of the hand of a statue-one of many. The tunnels led beneath Skyfall. They wound around, they wound down. The monk's descent to the crypts was slow.

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King Paul Elupitser has left the area, heading northeast into Antechamber of the Kings.
Trophonia of Skyfall has left the area, heading northeast into Antechamber of the Kings.

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Brishen Character Portrait: King Paul Elupitser Character Portrait: Eloise Porenia Edenhelm Character Portrait: Trophonia of Skyfall Character Portrait: Malgerius Corven Character Portrait: Jaralemo Character Portrait: Miyo Lurune Character Portrait: Edart Yolette

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The doors were shut. She couldnt get out that way. So she had to do the next best thing. And that, well, it wasnt the best option, but it was the only option Miyo had.

She had the crown. In the shadows she held it as the court went crazy trying to find out who was doing what. She turned the crown over in the darkness in her hands unseen.

And then she smirked.

A tiny flick of the wrist and the crown appeared as a common hair piece that most Elves wore as she slid the disguised Crystal Crown onto her head before acting as if told she couldnt leave by a guard. She could feel someone trying to detect the magic she was using.

It was not often a Drow Noble used Light and Holy based magics to do their needs. Miyo used whatever magics she could learn really. and sadly that ended up being Light based and in some cases, Holy based. So by using her own passive light magic keeping her simply seen as a plume of natural occuring energies when detected only made things easier.

To a point.

She just hoped that she could get back to her father and mother, and show her father, not only did she get the crown, she was wearing it.

She now found herself hoping she was going to be able to sleep safely that night.

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Brishen Character Portrait: King Paul Elupitser Character Portrait: Eloise Porenia Edenhelm Character Portrait: Trophonia of Skyfall Character Portrait: Malgerius Corven Character Portrait: Jaralemo Character Portrait: Miyo Lurune Character Portrait: Edart Yolette

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The commotion built rapidly as the corpse of Trophonia was slipped away. The superstitious crowd bruised off into sections of support in a frenzy. Many continued in hysterics over the floating crown. Supernatural works were at play here, a few screeched of prophecies and even more shouted of false kings. Lords pulled their ladies into the shadows of the decorative pillars.

"You know, I've never truly seen an elf,not one in person," Muttered another noble as they edged further from the spillage of blood. Some feared for their fate in the chaos, not trusting the crowd with their lives as far as they had taxed them. Some of them had sworn by Elupitser. They kept their distance from the front of the room, from the crown, and especially from those who circled behind the silent elf with fevered purpose.

A small group had rallied in support of the Corvid Knight, claiming to have seen the touch of Gaia. Some of these folk truly had, and they were the loudest to protest when Edart Yolette struck at his side. Who dare make bleed the true chosen King?! They stuck behind the silent elf and grew wild when the crown began to float. Was it going to place itself on the head of the Corvid Knight? Was the Hand of Gaia present in the physical form?

"Corruption?!" Snarled Edart Yolette, gripping his sword too tight, "You must truly know of corruption, the hand to slay the King! The jeers from the majority pierced into him. He grew even more enraged, and took a miscalculated lunge at the Corvid Knight. It was sloppy, but he was out of care. Eras was practically driving him, having had driven him mad with promises of glory whispered in the night, steering his body to end the Corvid Knight regardless of consequence.

"THE CROOOOOOWN!"


A screech echoed through the room. By the door one of the knights clapped his hands to his ears, glad to see he wasn't the only one. A select few in the crowd could give a damn and a half who wore the crown or not, so long as they had a roof and food and water and the like. Brishen was one of these people and likewise clapped his hands to his ears. Still, he popped on his toes to see over the heads of everyone. What about the crown? Everyone else seemed to have the same idea. Heads twisted and sentences died. Even those foaming at the mouth grew wide in the eyes as it just, wasn't there any longer-or so that's how most saw it. Everyone had been making such a fuss over the crown, that for a moment many seemed to have taken their eyes off of it.

There was a solid pause from the crowd. A fainted lady propped up her head to see what had drawn silence.

Miyo Lurune materializes from the void.
Miyo Lurune picks up the Crystal Crown of Skyfall.

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Brishen Character Portrait: Houpetorlivaij Character Portrait: King Paul Elupitser Character Portrait: Eloise Porenia Edenhelm Character Portrait: Trophonia of Skyfall Character Portrait: Malgerius Corven Character Portrait: Jaralemo Character Portrait: Miyo Lurune Character Portrait: Edart Yolette

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Edart landed a strong blow against the Corvid Knight and as the people cheered and cried for the rightful ruler to fight and live the corrupted knight began to make a faulty error as he rushed the injured Malgerius.

"I've got you now!"

Sir. Corven shouted as he quickly sidestepped the rage-induced knight only to bring his sword down upon the man in order to quickly remove the corrupted knight's head from the rest of his body. Houpetorlivaij simply found himself looking from one spectacle to the other as his prize had vanished before his very eyes and the combat taking place seemed to grow even more intense.

'Surely this couldn't be.'

Elio The Wise muttered to herself only to watch as the crown continued to float before them only to then vanish. The Dragon in elvish guise began to mutter a few choice arcane words as 'her' eyes seemed to glaze over looking for the magical signatures in the air in order to locate the crown and the culprit who decided to make their presence known in such a manner.

The Corvid Knight would fall upon a single knee whilst clutching his side regardless of how his strike landed. His eyes also fell upon the last place of the floating crown and dismay filled his soul. The Kingdom of Skyfall would remain in unknown territory without a proper ruler and darkness would befall the people of this fine empire.