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Evocress Death

"Peace does not tolerate the darkness which imposes itself."

 

 

*Laethis speaks publicly in the center of Sanctuary, a scribe denoting his words to be published for all to see.*

 

"Citizens of Sanctuary, I come to you with unfortunate news. Today, a dark mage posing as one name Asil was found to be a magical puppeteer, lich and dark mage known as Evark Evocress. He sought to harm Ciri'lla and Riondil Seni with his puppetry, and was tried. During this trial, he admitted his nature, and was promptly executed.

 

I ask that all those present do not be alarmed. Though this presence of vileness may worry many, and question the safety of our township, I assure you that Sanctuary is as safe as it was when you first visited. Sanctuary is no place for the practice of these vile arts, and thus, we shall act swiftly if more evidence comes forward.

 

If you have any queries or concerns regarding this, please address them to me. I will do as I must to assure your safety. Thank you."

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Arela laughs, looking down to the flier in her hand as she sits alone in the basement of the tavern.

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"Those who practice in the Dark Arts will find no Sanctuary here." Orsino would proudly say in response to Laethis's speech "Let the Owl's speak their lies, our actions speak louder than the words of those who support the art of Soul Stealing!"

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Gareth smiles widely, cackling.

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Looks at the poster before shrugging and placing her drink on top of it at the bar in the tavern.

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OOC:

 

Just so everyone is aware, Evark Evocress is not dead. Was not a PK.

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Vallel after reading the post smiles.  She gets up heading out of town to tell her children the good nees. 

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"Oh boy, the dark mages have really been popping up lately," Grimthae mutters while leisurely strolling past the tavern.

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Ciri'lla would stride with her husband through the walkway of Sanctuary, her sinister expression reminiscing in the death of the other for a brief moment. Her lips part, starting to mumble to herself and him with a crooked smile; she glimpses up for a split second to her husband after for passive approval she already knows he'll provide.

"We could've been friends, but he pushed his limits too far after going for you. I hope you enjoyed the production with my. . . well, my illusioned puppet of course since Evark burned the others."

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Yuln grumbles cuz the monks will magic-up the bastard again anyway.

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Riondil Seni pauses, his breath caught short, all his muscles rigid as he watches the stone fly through the air to Laethis's hand. Yes he has seen this magic before, a potent magic, a dangerous magic...they had not accounted for this. The dwarf known as Dizzy had brought with him an Annbella ruin. Beads of sweat roll down Riondil's face unnoticed as the stone is finally passed to the man known as Asil. Riondil quickly begins looking around for an escape but all hopes are crushed as his gaze passes over the packed crowd. Riondil looks down to his newly wedded wife very well knowing that this could be the end, their lie ruined by one stupid dwarf. When the man known as Asil finally began to speak, his heart sank his hand reaching out slowly for Ciri's in comfort. "...I practice dark arts yes..." Riondil's head would whip up to Asil, a smile suddenly twitching to form on his lips. To his joy Laethis began forming a needle of water. Reaching out to take his wife by the arm he began leading her out unnoticed as the crowd stares transfixed at the gruesome sight. Riondil did not hear the mad man's calls as he cried out and taunted Riondil and Ciri with his final moments. As they greeted the fresh air, Riondil couldn't help but laugh as they walked down the steps to the tavern.

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Selrik the Friendly wanders away down a vacant alley, wringing his hands as he chants with strange bemusement, "Burn the witch! Burn the witch!"

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

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