"You think we did not know we might not make it? We were volunteers. All six of us knew we might die, but we were paired up. Magician and swordsman, each. Each of us mages had a spell to teleport ourselves and our companion out but we underestimated the power of the wizard at the court. One of his spells<em>shred apart</em>every last scroll we had with us and even snapped a pair of wands. I've never seen such a spell targetting magical items in particular, it was brutal. Even if they were not<em>permanent</em>magic items, I think it shocked folks. Our task was to attack ,do as much destruction as we could, and carry out our objective. My brother and I were to attack and wound the king if possible. We were also meant to face the king without masks and damn him to hell."<br/><br/>She was tensed up but finally shrug. "We were assured if we had a good chance to take out the king we should still hold back from doing so, instead try and kidnap him to have him 'freed' along the way, give the foe a reason to be wary." She narrowed her eyes at him, while Michael was shivered and gripped Michael's arm.<br/><br/>"Your boy looks quite scared." She added suddenly, watching Michael intently.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">She seems to be truthful about what she says at first, but she seems to purposefully avoid saying anything about the second question, seeming to know more than she says though she isn't lying.</div></div>