To Kill A Platypus

[ski_king3 0]

The Sohaer stood in the Citadel's center, inspecting the voidal anomaly which had appeared days before. It was not a bad day for Laethis. A union had been legalized between the loyal mali'aheral Avenel and Aurelia. He had just received report that the accursed war was finally completed. If he could learn how to restore the Citadel's center to its proper state and eliminate this unexpected tear of color, all his problems would be resolved.

 

The good of that day ended with the twang of a bowstring.

 

 

It struck him suddenly and without warning, the arrow burying itself in his flank. The Sohaer fell without a word or shout, but merely a quiet gasp exiting his lips before his face collided with the dirt. Blood began to pour from the wound, staining his dark robes, eventually dripping down beneath him.

 

Ciri'lla was the first to see him, asking the Sohaer a question before realizing his grave fate. Next came Irhamir, arriving at the shouts of the previous arrival. Soon there was a crowd gathered their; his loyal agent of purity Aldriel, the newly-wed Aurelia, the golem Alru'on, the Tilruir'leyun Alyn, the Wargoth Drak'lur, and most importantly of all, the Paladin Crumena of Kamees.

 

It was the last arrival who would save him, the Paladin's holy mists pressing into the wound, drawing tissue to replace that which was torn, flesh healing the wound over.

 

Dragged off to his quarters by Aldriel, a limping Laethis would be allowed to rest peacefully. One listening outside the chambers would hear little other than the occasional cough echoing through the halls.

 

 

When you come at an Izalith, you best not miss. And though the assassin had not missed, the Platypus would rise once more. He would rise with a vengeance.

[Cat Evocation 3728]

"I shot the Sheriff, but I did not shoot the Deputy."

 

Whistled Sarrion.

[Rig 17591]

Abrack Elibar'acal's lips widen into a mortifying smile. 

"This proves quite good for my endeavors..." he would murmur to himself, continuing to descend some steps. 
 

[AC 68]

Isla shrugs upon the news reaching her.

 

"Welp... At least the shooter waited until after the wedding."

[Heero 4092]

 

 

 

 

When you come at an Izalith, you best not miss.

 

 

"But... He did not miss..." retorts Crumena, musing aloud.

[Catostrophy 111]

"What's a platypus?"

[The King Of The Moon 7016]

Mordew's mechanical jaw gives a soft click.

 

"Is my assistance required?"

[Stag 3234]

Moved to the Archive. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.