The Prince's Assassin
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				Title: <strong>The Prince's Assassin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shandragontear</strong> on <strong>09-01-2010, 08:58:15</strong>
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				Suki sat silently in the rafters, invisible to the six below. She'd been order to act as the Prince's unseen body guard. He had more then enough visible knights around him, but for moment's like this, when they remained out side, she could enter unseen. The young assassin had been on her mission for many weeks now, moving through Dalaran, unknown even to the Prince she guarded. Her orders had been to never show her self to him, to allow the Prince to keep his pride by not knowing he was guarded by a young girl, not even of age yet.<br><br>By now she knew all the face's of the Kirin Tor's shadowy high council. Usefull information in the right hands, though Suki her self had no use for it. So long as her objective was safe she really didn't care who they were. It was shaping up to be another dull meeting as Suki shifted to sit comfortably in the rafters, even removing her mask and hood, tucking them in to her belt as she sat waiting for the Prince to move on.<br><br>For a moment those blue eyes watched the blond elf, his face already etched in to her memory. Suki couldn't help but wonder if he had any clue, any sense that she was there, watching him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Prince's Assassin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zylvyn</strong> on <strong>13-01-2010, 18:39:36</strong>
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				The last son of the Sunstrider dynasty sat through another meeting of The Six and listened carefully to the current speaker, Kel'Thuzad, questioning young Khadgar, Medivh's apprentice, about the guardian's library, lost within Karazhan.&nbsp; He seemed very driven to recover the vast trove of knowledge.&nbsp; That, and he kept mentioning The Order of Tirisfal.&nbsp; Kael'thas inwardly wondered at the other man's motives, but would never speak of them with nothing more than idle speculation.&nbsp; The questioning droned on and on, until the prince excused himself, growing irritated with Khadgar's unhelpfulness.&nbsp; Walking right under Suki, he didn't even look up... not knowing she was there.&nbsp; He was a powerful mage, one of the greatest, and he knew that he was followed, but he never pressed the issue, never pursued it to find out who the vigilant soul was...&nbsp; They did their job, he did his.&nbsp; They didn't need to meet.<br><br>What he did need to do, though, was to figure out how best to deal with the undead scourge that were sweeping across the land in a gradually accelerating pace.&nbsp; Arthas, from Lordaeron, and Jaina, the affection of his amorous thoughts, represented the Kirin Tor, on a trip to Andorhal, to look into some unsettling reports.&nbsp; Just to the northeast of Andorhal was the city of Stratholme, afterall, and just north of it was the borders of Silvermoon, the high elf city of splendor.<br><br>His thoughts rested on Jaina once more.&nbsp; He longed for her ... cared for her deeply ... and yet she had turned him down, choosing her studies over him, in the end.&nbsp; He could tell that she would one day be great, but she would do it without him, it seemed.<br><br>Walking the streets of Dalaran, Kael'thas Sunstrider couldn't help but stare upwards at the violet citadel's highest reaches.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Prince's Assassin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shandragontear</strong> on <strong>14-01-2010, 21:38:11</strong>
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				((Was thinking maybe at some point something should happen to force her to reveal her self. Haven't quite figured out what yet.))<br><br>Suki frowned a bit as her target moved toward the door, leaving earlier then expected it seemed. Her break over she slipped her mask back on moving from one rafter to another till she came to a high window. The stealthy assassin carefully pushed it open, her movements slow and precise to avoid making any noise that might alert any to her. Slipping out side she easily caught up to her target. She'd learned his patters all too well, knew how the Prince traveled. Among his guards she was the only one who could follow him any where, always remaining unseen.<br><br>Creeping through the shadows of Dalaran she remained as close to the Prince as she dared, keeping just enough distance to remain unseen. She suspected his magic might of somehow alerted him to her now and then, but she couldn't be sure. Suki had never had a mind for such magic, her knowledge of the arcane limited to potions and poisons. Just the same, she would keep her self hidden from view, if for nothing else to keep from being pin pointed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Prince's Assassin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zylvyn</strong> on <strong>24-01-2010, 21:51:10</strong>
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				((I'm sorry for the delay.&nbsp; I've had some RL stuff crop up that I'm just passing.&nbsp; Again.&nbsp; Things just aren't working out sometimes.))<br><br>Trudging into the citadel, Prince Kael'thas looked around on a whim, wondering where he could find some much needed privacy.&nbsp; Dalaran's tower of higher learning, thankfully, had many different such places that one could work, could experiment, and while they weren't by themselves private, they were secluded enough to keep the general populace away.&nbsp; He had some work to do.<br><br>Coming into one such room, Kael'thas moves to the center of the room, sitting cross-legged on the floor, and pulling an old tome from the Sunstrider family library.&nbsp; He was almost done preparations, now... having been working on this ancient spell for so long...&nbsp; One that was well beyond the scope of most spells.&nbsp; In ancient times, his family lived up to their namesake, befriending the living flame of life itself.&nbsp; Sadly, that had been all but lost to the sands of time.&nbsp; With his back to the doorway, he opens the tome up to the marker he had left in it, and begins intoning the ancient words of power, tracing his fingers along the ground as he does so, bluish arcane power left in their wake, forming the runes of power that wormed their way into his mind when he chanted the spell.<br><br>He had only to cast this once, and then he would be able to reach out and find his creation with much greater ease.&nbsp; As if by instinct, he stopped, and started to remove his clothes, his fine robes... placing them to the side, before sitting back down with the book.&nbsp; Continuing to chant, he didn't even react as the pages glowed orange, and then red, eventually bursting into a combustion borne of magic.&nbsp; Flames mounting and growing, they consumed the book, and then wreathed around the prince himself, licking across his skin, binding to him and him alone, without searing him one bit in the process.&nbsp; Then finally, it coalesces, and shapes itself into something small enough to fit in his hands.&nbsp; It will grow, in time, but for now, it was but a newborn, and not yet ready for the world to know of it.&nbsp; Those he had attempted to reach out to had spurned him, but this creature, this was bound to him, now... a true friend he could count on in the days to come.<br><br>"I will call you ... Al'ar, little one"&nbsp; He said with warmth in his voice, speaking to the tiny phoenix hatchling... who was the first of it's kind in many many years.&nbsp; It would one day become the Phoenix God, but for now, it was but a newborn.<br><br>Looking down to the charred book, Kael'thas merely watched it quietly for a couple of moments, before grabbing his clothes and dressing again, the chance of losing them in the phoenix's birth now passed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Prince's Assassin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shandragontear</strong> on <strong>28-01-2010, 18:20:49</strong>
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				Suki followed along silently, though still as stealthy and wary about her task she also found all the mindless following to be rather dull. She moved along in to the towers, several steps behind the prince. Once in side she stuck to the shadows, careful not to allow her self to be seen while still tracking her target.<br><br>Once he entered one of the rooms she slipped in to the room next to it, moving toward window at the back she slipped out on to the ledge out side, slipping around the building to sit beside the window of the room Kael'thas was in. She crouched, making her self comfortable as she peered curiously inside, those young blue eyes watching through the gap in her mask.<br><br>The assassin's young eyes widened as she watched him tracing the runes on the ground. She'd seen him preform many spells, in her observation, clueless as to how any of them worked. Somehow this one seemed diffrent, more powerful perhaps. For a moment she was almost worried, watching intently.<br><br>As the prince stood, slipping off his robes, Suki quickly looked away, her cheeks suddenly flushing brightly beneath her mask. Knowing she was still obligated to keep an eye on him her blue eyes slowly shifted back, struggling to keep her gaze upon his face as she watched him return to his chanting. She jumped as the book began to glow, nearly bounding in to the room as it caught fire. Of course she restrained her self, an important part of a guard mission was trusting the target not to get them selves killed. She tensed, her hand gripping the window seal as the flames spread to the prince, easy to see no burn marks forming on his flesh she sat back to simply watch again.<br><br>Those curious eyes gave a few small blinks as the flames took shape in the Prince's hands. Her head tilted curiously, unsure of what exactly the flaming bird even was. <em>A phoenix perhas?</em> She thought to her self having heard of such a creature but never seen one. "A'lar." Her lips repeated the name in a hushed faint whisper, seeing how it rolled off her tongue.<br><br>She followed the Prince's eyes down to the chard tome. Was he planing to leave it, now that it was burnt so badly? Burnt or not there were people with her house who could restore it to some degree, collect whatever information it still offered to add to their records.<br><br>Silently, as the Prince moved to dress him self, She slipped in to the room, sticking close to the walls and shadows. She circled the room, looking for the most opportune point to sneak out and snatch the tome should it be left behind.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Prince's Assassin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zylvyn</strong> on <strong>02-02-2010, 03:08:28</strong>
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				Dressed once more, the prince of the high elves looked once more to the tiny phoenix, offering one last smile to it, before he dismissed it.&nbsp; Future summonings of the creation would be comparatively effortless to the ritual he had just performed ... Now he just needed a cover for what he had been doing.&nbsp; Likely everyone in the city that worked with magic would have felt the primal energies being brought to bear in this room, and even though he was on the council, that did not put him above all authority.<br><br>First, there were ashes everywhere.&nbsp; Second were the runes of powerful energy still pulsing on the ground, a telltale sign that high magic had been wrought here.&nbsp; Third was the book's remains itself.&nbsp; Fourth was the powerful magical spike that everyone had felt...&nbsp; Twisting air magics with raw arcane force, he conjured a small vortex of air that pulled the ash from all about the room into itself, and then funneled it right out the window with a powerful surge of wind.&nbsp; The fourth and the second could be explained at the same time.&nbsp; Kael'thas slipped one of his favourite rings off and looked at it sadly for a moment, wishing it farewell as he threw it downwards, a small glint of sadness in his eyes as it broke on the floor, a blast of chaos wiping out the runes on the ground, and sending a shockwave throughout the room, scattering everything in it's wake.&nbsp; He would claim that the magic was the ring breaking, he reasoned...&nbsp; The only thing left was the binding of the tome, which he picked up and slowly walked over to the ledge, unknowingly within arms reach of Suki.&nbsp; Placing the binding there, he sighed and slid it to the side, leaving it on the small ledge outside the window, but not within line of sight from anywhere in the room.&nbsp; His rational mind knew that his unseen watcher would look after that piece of the evidence for him, even if he didn't know much about the 'man' that followed him.<br><br>*****<br><br>Some hours later, the prince had finished cleaning up and now sat down in front of the mirror in his personal chambers.&nbsp; He read over the report once more, shaking his head in mild disbelief.&nbsp; Jaina had returned from the mission to Stratholme, with the young prince&nbsp; Menethil, with disturbing news.&nbsp; The city was not only lost, but the silver hand had been disbanded, and Prince Arthas himself had done so, before wading into the city to slaughter the innocents.&nbsp; Now the city belonged to an undead scourge, which would spread forth from that point like a plague...&nbsp; And his homeland was just a short distance to the north.&nbsp; A single tear ran down his cheek as he thought of his people.&nbsp; They would need him, in the days coming...&nbsp; He would need to become more than he was, to have a hope of fighting off the scourge...&nbsp; That was where Kel'Thuzad had gone, apparently...&nbsp; To find more powerful magic with which to combat the undead.&nbsp; Perhaps there was hope yet...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Prince's Assassin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shandragontear</strong> on <strong>05-02-2010, 06:03:03</strong>
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				Daring to lean a bit closer to the light as she watched from the shadows Suki felt almost a bit sad as the small bird of fire vanished, back to where ever it came from. The Prince's power was impressive, of that she had no doubt. Should the Ryukuroi's true purpose ever be initiated during Kael'thas' reign it would require a great amount of skill to bring him down.<br><br>As the wind tunnel began to form in the room Suki inched back toward the window she'd crept in through as it&nbsp; moved through the room. Not wish to be caught up in it the young assassin quickly jumped back out through the window, her hand expertly grabbing the ledge, winging her around as her feet tucked up under at the height she remembered the ledge being, Her foot slipped a bit at first but she quickly found it steadying her self as the vortex of wind flew out and away over head. <br><br>A few black strands were pushed forward around her face out from under her hood. Carefully tucking them back in Suki shifted to peer back in. Watching him slip the ring from his finger she lifted a curious brow as the ring shattered. The shock wave caused her to grip a bit tighter on to the edge to keep form being knocked off the building.<br><br>As the prince approached the window with the tome Suki ducked back out of view. Suddenly Suki was deathly still, a living statue which barely breathed, risking no movement that might attract the Prince's eye to her. Trying to act as if part of the building she simply waited, listening as he placed the book on the window seal. Hearing him walk away she pulled her self up to glance back in again, slipping the tome in to her belt.<br><br><hr><br>Latter that evening Suki sat, wedged in to the window seal out side the Prince's room, glancing in through the crack in the curtains now and then, checking to ensure all was well. On her lap was a scroll, quill in her hand as she worked at writing up a report of her own. Though usually uneventful the phoenix the Prince had called earlier, and the tome she'd be sending her house gave her something note worthy for her to send back to the Ryukuroi.<br><br>Finishing up her report a falcon came to land on the seal next to her. Offering the animal a hand the bird of prey hopped on to her wrist. Removing one scroll from the birds leg she replaced it with her own before sending the bird off with a few powerful flaps of it's wings. The book she'd have to find a messanger she could trust to deliver it. Unfortunately none of the birds her house used were big enough to carry it's weight.<br><br>Reading over the report she'd pulled from the bird's leg Suki's heart sank to hear of Stratholme's fall. The scourge were practically on their door step. All they had to do was move north and the undead would be on their way to the sunwell. Her heart began to race as she skimmed down through the report finding no orders for her in it. The scourge would soon be on high elf land and they weren't calling her back? Did they really want her to continue stalking around Dalaran babysitting Kael'thas when the Quel'dorei were in danger?<br><br>Angrily she crumpled the report in her hand before removing a match. Lighting it on the stone building before holding it up to the report. The paper had been coated in a flamable substance and almost instantly burst in to flames as the fire touched it. As the fire drew near her fingers Suki dropped the burning report down toward the ground, watching as it burned through the air before landing as nothing more then unreadable piece of ash on the ground. A heavy sigh fell from her lips as she gave one last glance in to the room through the window next to her, one last check before shifting to work her way down from the building to find a place to sleep for the night.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Prince's Assassin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zylvyn</strong> on <strong>10-02-2010, 19:15:07</strong>
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				The next morning, Kael'thas woke with a start as a very specific pulse of magic told him something very very dire.&nbsp; Somebody was breaking into the hidden libraries.&nbsp; Those libraries held forbidden knowledge that was hidden away from people for their own good... and only the entire council of the seven could open it without setting this alarm off.&nbsp; That, or someone that was very very powerful indeed.<br><br>As Kael'thas dressed hurriedly, he made certain to make more noise than was truly necessary.&nbsp; he sincerely doubted that his guardian angel would sleep through his departure, but it never hurt to keep assurances.&nbsp; Whoever the man was was very good at staying unseen... Only a truly powerful magic user would be able to sense him.&nbsp; A magic user like Kael...&nbsp; the difference being that he knew that if he was to meet this man, he would have already.<br><br>Rushing towards the library, he ran full out along the way, not caring who saw him doing something as unseemly as running.&nbsp; He would have teleported there, but that would use up his magical strength ... strength that would be needed were he to stand a chance.&nbsp; Wheeling around a corner, he stopped dead in his tracks as he saw a figure in robes at the end of the hallway, at the door to the library.&nbsp; It was Kel'thuzad.<br><br>"The thief is already gone, young prince.&nbsp; He disappeared as soon as I arrived" Kel'thuzad lied to Kael, slowly turning to face him as he did so.&nbsp; Kel'thuzad had been promised great power by the lich king... and already had a sampling of said power.&nbsp; Kel'thuzad's hands were behind his back, and were slowly gathering energies for a spell rooted in shadow energy...&nbsp; A spell that had been taught to him by the lich king himself, and would destroy this upstart prince on the spot.<br><br>Kael'thas looked at his peer and nodded his understanding, looking around for signs of the trespasser.&nbsp; "Understood, Kel'thuzad.&nbsp; You go look for him, you saw what he looked like.&nbsp; I'll guard the door here and make sure he doesn't double-back and sneak in".&nbsp; Slowly walking down the hall towards the fallen mage and the forbidden doorway, Kael'thas sighed in relief at having equals that were even quicker than he was at arriving at a site of trouble.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Prince's Assassin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shandragontear</strong> on <strong>19-02-2010, 19:50:09</strong>
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				Laying lazily in the straw bed she'd made in the hidden attic room Suki was roused by the sound of frantic movement in the Prince's room below. Sitting up she slipped curiously off her bed, moving over to a well placed hole in the floor. Kneeling down she leaned forward on to her hands and knees to pear down to see Kael'thas hurrying to dress.<br><br>She'd never had a mind for magic, despite being an elf, and thus was at a loss as to what might of sent the Prince in to such a panic. Moving to her armor she quickly slipped it on as well, moving just as quickly but with an almost eerie silence abouther, knowing just how to lift and fasten things so that they didn't make so much as a sound.<br><br>Fastening her sword to her belt she made to the open window pausing a moment let a sigh escape her lips before pulling her mask up over them and stepping off the window seal. Grabbing a ledge here and there to slow her fall Suki made her way down the building, constantly checking to ensure no one would see her. Reaching the ground she moved silently to hide near the entrance of the building, waiting for Kael'thas to emerge.<br><br>As he rushed out Suki almost had to sprint to keep up, the open streets of Dalaran offering little to hide her as she snuck from behind one building to the next trying to keep up. Finally she simply lepta to the side of one, scaling it to get the roof tops, where she could move a bit more easily while remaining unseen.<br><br>Pausing out side the Libraries she began making her way down the building moving to find a hidden door or window she could slip in to. Moving around to the side she climbed up in to a window, slipping in to the rafters of the room. Perfectly balanced she moved along to place her self seat above Kael'thas and Kel'thuzad positioned between them.<br><br>Suspiciously those bright blue eyes studied Kel'thuzad from the shadows, her intuition not trusting his story as she simply watched and listend to the two. She had no sense of the energy Kel'thuzad was gathering, but she'd held a dagger behind her own back enough to know not to trust hands she couldn't see. Moving along the beam she was sitting on she moved to where she could see what Kel'thuzad was up to.<br><br>Her eyes narrowed as she pulled something from her belt in case he did attack. Her safest move would be simply killing him and eliminating the thread, but the moment he died the power in his hands would dissipate, and she would be exposed and having to explain her self. In stead she rolled the smoke bomb in her hand between her fingers, waiting for just the right moment, ready cloud Kel'thuzad's view and remove Kael'thas from the room if needed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Prince's Assassin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zylvyn</strong> on <strong>27-02-2010, 16:08:35</strong>
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				As Kael walked towards the door, towards where Kel'thuzad stood, his senses told him something that simply should not have been happening.&nbsp; It was almost as if someone was behind the mage and was harnessing energies from a school of magic other than the arcane...&nbsp; Arcane magic is what all mages worked with, and through it, they were able to channel magics of the various elements...&nbsp; This wasn't elemental, though, and it wasn't primal, either.&nbsp; That warning was just barely enough time to twist to the side just as a stream of purplish electricity shot out of Kel'thuzad's hands and towards him, the dark crackling energy coming very close to the prince, and even the proximity to it was enough to chill his blood.<br><br>A snap instant was all that the prince had, and so it was that single moment that he made use of, hastily erecting various wards that shimmered around him in a perfectly spherical shape.&nbsp; From within the bubble of protective energy, he watched as the stream of shadow magic altered it's course, and slammed into the barrier, sending dark crackling currents along it's surface, eventually dispersing along the ground.<br><br>As he felt the barrier's energy draining, the prince inwardly cursed himself for being so stupid.&nbsp; He should have brought things from his room that would have been a great help here...&nbsp; But he hadn't expected one of his allies as the culprit, and had left his guard down.&nbsp; He just didn't see a way out of this problem.&nbsp; If he'd had access to stronger magic, perhaps he could have.&nbsp; Green fire that was employed by demons was much stronger than elemental fire.&nbsp; It was able to bypass natural and magical barriers, and it was much easier to conjure, too.&nbsp; But there was no use in crying over what one didn't have access to.&nbsp; Instead, he directed all of the energies that he could channel into maintaining the shell that protected him from the shadow magic.&nbsp; He just had to hope that he had a greater reserve of energy than Kel'thuzad.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Prince's Assassin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shandragontear</strong> on <strong>04-03-2010, 03:25:04</strong>
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				Almost instantly Suki regretted not simply killing Kel'thuzad. The smoke bomb in her hand was thrown to the ground to fill the room and mask her presence as she moved in to the open. The young rogue stepped in to one shadow, somehow seeming to step out of another shadow behind Kel'thuzad.<br><br>Her dagger was already drawn, the trained killing showing no hesitation, those bright blue eyes seeming cold and indifferent as she drove the blade toward the center of Kel'thuzad's back. He'd committed an unforgivable crime, attacking their prince. With out a second thought the dark haired elf was ready to act as Kel'thuzad's judge, jury, and executioner. Of course weather or not her speed and skill would be able to penetrate the magic Kel'thuzad held she was uncertain.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Prince's Assassin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zylvyn</strong> on <strong>08-03-2010, 18:15:14</strong>
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				As Kael's anger at the betrayal mounted, so did his shield, the first signs of flames licking at the bottom of his own defensive shield, before crawling upwards, until he was surrounded in a sphere of elemental fire, scouring any traces of the shadowy magic from the air inches from the prince's face.<br><br>As Suki's dagger thrust into Kel'thuzad's back, it met resistance as the slim blade met ribs, shifting slightly as it slipped between the bony guards, and going deeper into the fallen mage's body.&nbsp; No blood came out of the wound, though, which only served to show the depths of Kel'Thuzad's fall from the light.&nbsp; An implosion of power whisked the dark mage from the hallway, leaving behind a vacuum that air rushed to fill, and ending the stream of energy trying to kill the prince, who simply looked around in confusion, seeing way too much smoke, and very little else.&nbsp; Keeping the fire shield up, he conjured up a gust of air similar to the one yesterday, the vortexing cyclone gathering up all of the obscuring smoke, forcing it out a window, much as he'd done to the ashes.&nbsp; He didn't say anything, he just let his eyes look about, try try and figure out what had just happened...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Prince's Assassin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shandragontear</strong> on <strong>15-03-2010, 02:19:52</strong>
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				Her dagger had pieced flesh, and yet there was no blood, she heard no cry of pain, Kel'thuzad hadn't even appeared to flinch when she stabbed him. The young assassin was suddenly fuming with frustration. Jerking out her dagger she gripped one of her swords with her free hand, drawing it to make one fluid swing at Kel'thuzad's neck. Unfortunately her swing was fractions of a second too late. Her grip tightend on the hilts of her blades those vibrant blue eyes narrowing in anger.<br><br>With in the shadow of her smoke bomb Suki couldn't see what created the wind that pulled the air out of the room, though it felt familiar. Her first reaction was one of annoyance, having been reveled. Almost instantly her gaze darted to Kael'thas hopping the prince had not yet seen her and she might still have a chance to hide her self. As if baby sitting royalty rather then silently killing their enemies wasn't bad enough, now she was likely to have to explain her self to him as well.<br><br>She was dressed all in black leather armor which hugged her still developing curves, making her gender more then obvious. Over her head she wore a hooded mask, consealing all but her eyes and the tips of her pointed ears sticking out of her hood. Over her chest piece she bore a black tabard with a dark blue bladed star, the embalm of the Ryukuroi.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Prince's Assassin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zylvyn</strong> on <strong>18-03-2010, 17:16:24</strong>
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				Kael stared for a moment at the black clad wom- ... no, girl that had just saved his life, and his face burned with curiosity at having finally seen the person following him.&nbsp; He'd never outright tried to, before ... wanting to respect the watcher's anonymity, but ... this was a little girl!<br><br>He opened his mouth to speak, but he heard shouts, and running footsteps.&nbsp; Glancing behind himself, to the doorway the approaching sounds were coming from, he grasped frantically at the magical energy all latent about the magical city.&nbsp; The spell mounted and gained until it reached critical mass, pulsing forward, towards Suki, shimmering in the air and encasing her, bending light about her body, refracting it in gentle curves and sending it back along it's way when it was done.&nbsp; The visual effect was that Suki faded from view, the invisibility spell bonded to her.&nbsp; Kael held a single finger up to his lips, and then turned to meet the approaching people.<br><br>"Someone tried to break into the sealed library" he explained to the human woman that was first to reach him.&nbsp; "Send word to Antonidas that Kel'Thuzad is meddling with forces he cannot hope to control."&nbsp; He repeated the message a couple more times, telling each arriving mage to notify someone different ... eventually having sent word to each of the other four of the six, as well as some other high ranking mages.&nbsp; That would help obfuscate the identity of the council.<br><br>Once they were all gone, Kael turned around and walked past where Suki had been, pushing open the disarmed door to the sealed library, waiting a moment to allow her to follow him if she so chose, and then closed it, sealing it once more.<br><br>"Sinu a'manore" he said, staring straight ahead, but speaking to her directly.&nbsp; (Well met)
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Prince's Assassin</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shandragontear</strong> on <strong>22-03-2010, 00:10:22</strong>
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				Among the people the Ryukuroi were known only in rumors, their very existence thought to be only ledge. Among Anasterian's council, advisers, and closest knights they were whispered about more frequently, some even claiming to have sighted one, though the claims were usually attributed to an over active imagination. However, there were a few rare documented sightens, the earliest of which was written in the diary of Dath'Remar Sunstrider.<br><br>In an entry shortly after joining the Kaldorei Resistance Dath'Remar mentioned seeing a fellow Highborne that seemed to somehow move invisibly through the palace, aiding in the escape of those who defied the Queens new allies, the Burning Legion. It isn't until later in his writings that the unknown elf was mentioned again, this time in more detail. Dath'Remar wrote of a leather clad elf claiming him self to be an assassin appeared to him again, this time on the boats carrying the exiled Highborne away from Kalimdor. The emblem Dath'Remar had sketched in to his journal was a near perfect match to the one Suki wore on her chest. In the second entry Dath'Remar wrote that the assassin introduced him self Ayumu Ryukuroi, a name apparently taken from the Pandaren tongue, as odd as it seemed. It was on that night that Ayumu offered his blade, and the loyalty of his house to Dath'Remar, provided he rise up to lead the exiled highborne.<br><br>Mentions of the Ayumu could be found scattered through Dath'Remar's journal after that point, always only Ayumu appearing to him, bring one or two other members of his house with on rare occasions. As to where the rest of the house resided, or where they they worked were a mystery, even after Dath'Remar was crowned King of Quel'thalas. In one of Dath'Remar's last entries he wrote of a young man appearing to him as Ayumu once did. Introducing him self as Niro Ryukuroi, son of the now late Ayumu, and new leader of the Ryukuroi.<br><br>Suki's head whipped toward the door at the sound of foot steps. She was already backing in to the shadows as the Prince's spell was thrown at her. For brief instance the young assassin dared to show a small glimpse of annoyance at not being trusted to make her self invisible. Knowing her place, however, Suki said nothing. Despite being unseen, old habit's died hard and she slipped silently up in the rafters once more, feeling more secure above the line of sight of the frantic guards and mages that trickled in to see what'd happend.<br><br>Suki sat listening as the Prince gave out orders to all who entered until they seemed to finally tapper off. Once she felt comfortable no more were coming Suki dropped down from the rafters, landing silently enough Kael'thas might not have even noticed she'd moved. Following him in to the forbidden library Suki once again sought to find higher ground to remain from view should the spell on her fade.<br><br>"Sinu a'manore." She replied softly, her voice coming from some where above the Prince and slightly further in to the library. She sat side ways on one of the larger book shelves, one leg dangling down idly. Curiously glancing to the books at her side she picked one up, flipping through it a moment, looking almost confused at the arcane writings, unable to interpret them, but memorizing them just the same should her house find use of the knowledge.
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