A Strange Emblem In many Kingdoms

[Arkelos 1027]

The following towns/kingdom's

1. Normandor (near the large tree)

2. Arethor (Near the housing District)

3. Salvus (Near the palace)

4. Karik

5. Holm

6. The Vale

Noticeboards are void of signs, any new or old signs seem to be missing and are replaced with one large sketch of a serpent. The purple body slithering into an S shape as it's eyes seem to glint. It stares at you, waiting for you to either destroy it, or walk away.

Before you decide, however, you notice a sliver of paper under the noticeboard, should your curiosity get the best of you, one would find a nest of serpents laying right under the noticeboards, keeping themselves together.

What will you do, Destroy the sign? Destroy the Snakes? Destroy both? Or leave them alone?

[Agnub 605]

King James hears of the strange basket in Solace and comes up with a cunning plan...

The next day the King sent an official to stand near the basket beckoning,

"Come take your chances! Put your hand in the basket and pull it out unscathed and earn 3 month's tax exemption! If anything happens to your hand you pay double your monthly tax! Come one, come all!..."

[CosmicWhaleShark 2488]

Areon frowns under the shroud of his cloak and robes. He prods the enchanted and sinister image with his silver rod, at the notice board near a great tree. Curious to see what will happen before performing any magics in the public eye...

[Arkelos 1027]

Areon frowns under the shroud of his cloak and robes. He prods the enchanted and sinister image with his silver rod, at the notice board near a great tree. Curious to see what will happen before performing any magics in the public eye...

The image is just a normal sketch, the snakes down below hiss at Areon, however. The Dark Mistress hiding on a branch, completely quiet as she continues to observe the cloaked figure. Waiting.

[CosmicWhaleShark 2488]

The image is just a normal sketch, the snakes down below hiss at Areon, however. The Dark Mistress hiding on a branch, completely quiet as she continues to observe the cloaked figure. Waiting.

Stepping back from the snakes, he raises his palm towards the basket, before thinking better of it. Areon checks his surroundings for a quick moment, ensuring he is alone. Satisfied on his scan of the ground level, he raises his hand once more. His aura pulses in a violent twist around his body, towards his hand. Showing a flash of blinding light to the snakes, before steadying the flow of magics coursing through him. He stands there for a few moments, seeing if the light forces the snakes to shrink back. And maintaining a distance should they leap after the source of magics.

[Roxforbraynz 251]

King James hears of the strange basket in Solace and comes up with a cunning plan...

The next day the King sent an official to stand near the basket beckoning,

"Come take your chances! Put your hand in the basket and pull it out unscathed and earn 3 month's tax exemption! If anything happens to your hand you pay double your monthly tax! Come one, come all!..."

A figure cloaked in black leathers and cloth sits in the shadows of a trees branches nearby. She watches for a while as the people go about their game with the snakes. "They've made a game of it... how quaint.~" she mutters to herself. She watches for the rest of the day, just to be sure and come nightfall she drops out of the tree while no one is looking and runs off somewhere.

[Arkelos 1027]

Stepping back from the snakes, he raises his palm towards the basket, before thinking better of it. Areon checks his surroundings for a quick moment, ensuring he is alone. Satisfied on his scan of the ground level, he raises his hand once more. His aura pulses in a violent twist around his body, towards his hand. Showing a flash of blinding light to the snakes, before steadying the flow of magics coursing through him. He stands there for a few moments, seeing if the light forces the snakes to shrink back. And maintaining a distance should they leap after the source of magics.

The snakes seem to become more agitated, but they are more defensive of their territory, as they notice Areon backing away, the hiss becomes low, as if they are talking to each other, a snake popping it's head out of the basket to look at Areon sticking it's tongue out, before sinking it's head back in.

[Merkaken 516]

((No pendant in Strizgoi?

Smart.))

[CosmicWhaleShark 2488]

Areon nods slowly to himself, seeming unbothered that the blinding flash had no truly positive effect. Experimenting with approaching and stepping back from the basket, he eventually draws a silver blade. A replacement he had exchanged for the encumbersome warhammer. He approaches the basket, sword held well in front of him, his staff beginning to glow with the redirection of his magics. An orb of crackling blue and white energies beginning to form at its head.

[Arkelos 1027]

The Dark Mistress narrows her eyes, grabbing her bow as she notches an arrow slowly, quietly as she await his move. Gritting her teeth as she readies herself.

[CosmicWhaleShark 2488]

Areon guides his staff, and the magical orb, to the opening of the basket. Forcing the snakes to remain within. Should they snap at the orb, they will be stunned by a numbing force. Using his foot, he begins to scootch the basket along the wooden walkway, seeing the snakes are held at bay.Headed in the direction of the wall, by the sea. His blade ready to be swung at any stray heads that may wander past his makeshift covering.

[Arkelos 1027]

The Dark mistress follows the cloaked figure, growling as she lets the arrow fly towards him, whereever the note hits, a letter can be seen attached to the arrow.

"Normandor has made it known, your actions will hold the entire elven nation responsible, your next move will decide their fate. Make your move, or put my babies back. You decide."

[CosmicWhaleShark 2488]

After reading the note, the shrouded man walks away from the snakes. Leaving them in their spot on the desolate walkway. He heads toward the apparent origin of the shot, waving the note in his hand, he beckons in a rather condescending tone.

"Arrows and serpents? With notes of ominous threats? How the class and candor has fallen among my apparent advesaries... Show yourself bowman, and let us speak. No harm will come to ye or your babies during this time of parley."

[Arkelos 1027]

The Dark Mistress giggles, instead of going down, she simply fires another arrow down near Areon from a distance, moving back into position on the many thick hanging branches of Normandor. This arrow has another message that states

"Remove the spell, and remove yourself from the walkway, immediately. Or the next arrow will not miss it's mark."

[CosmicWhaleShark 2488]

Areon shakes his head lightly, muttering to himself,"No one can hold a damn conversation anymore... All about the killing".He calls out once more, having noticed the direction the arrow came from this time, the branches,"I will be headed off the walkway then... I suggest ye leave your perch, bowman... It may get a little too windy to remain there...".He makes his way off the walkway, onto the grass next to the wall. Sitting besides a tree, in plain view, but away from the basket. He closes his eyes, and begins whispering to himself. Nothing seems out of the ordinary... For now.