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The Day Liberty Disappeared

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OOC: This was an RP-encounter and therefore is only known to those who witnessed it IRP

Please do not metagame! 

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Familiar mists came to settle at her fingertips. From her heart, through rotting veins, came the very energy of creation. The infinite possibilities of the arcane, she thought. Finally - put to use. Years of searching had led to this moment. Years of planning. Years of exchanged letters, of gathering the magi necessary to see this feat performed.

 

It was the lich Az’rekash that first showed her the strength that can be joined from cooperation. She recalled standing in the dull glow of that voidal tear. The way it came to seep into her muscles, into her bones. Eating at her figure, her existence.

 

A small price to pay for O'zen'jkastum.

 

The looming figure of the statue came overhead, as the sun peaked its zenith. Scattering its rays down, reflecting off the rushing water of the river. Where in life, the cold would come to eat at her muscles. Here, it was nothing but numbness. It made it that much easier to focus. 

 

Energies flared at her fingertip. The organ-pink globules that came from the tear ripped through her soul. No longer just a mere pinhole. Such strength came to seep into the statue, slowly digging deeper and deeper into the rock. 

 

It was a complete and utter silence. Her hands settled on the edge of the circle, drawn forth in shattered crystal. As the ritual came to its apex, the very earth came to shift and rock under them. In only a moment; the statue of Lady Haense, so well-known amongst them, was ripped into the Void itself.

And her precious treasure with it. The gift of a nation, reduced to nothingness. Reduced to but something held in the palm of her hand. 

 

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In the dark of the night, a single pigeon made its way towards New Valdev. Carrying a message addressed to one Cardinal Villorik; it was but a scant few letters. @Xarkly

Spoiler

“Pawn to D4”

 

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