ooc-Just a quick post, so Adaron doesn't get lost in a sea of obscurity.

He had been zoning out for the longest time, not even noticing that someone had bumped into him earlier. He was deep in thought, but of what he wasn't sure of. He just knew that it had to do about something pertaining to something.

Eventually, when his mind finally was brought back to the real world, he noticed that people were sorta following...something. He wasn't really paying attention.

Yup. This guy is real observant.

*Dracul who had snuck in as one of the mages sat in a quiet corner in his black robe with red trimming with his hood thrown over his head to hide his features decides now would be an excellent time to follow the box as it seems everyone else had calmed down. Turns to the mage next to him* Excuse me *stands and walks quietly seeminly toward the bathroom but turns quickly to follow the procession following the box*

Jechir was sitting near his hideout when he heard some passing guards talking. "Yeah, and then this ogre busted through the wall. Luckily, some mages took care of it, so we didn't have to. After that, I decided to get out. I needed some fresh air."

Jechir knew what party they were talking about. He had been contemplating whether or not he could get in. Well... If an ogre can get in, a thief shouldn't have any trouble. Probably worth checking out.

He silently ran through the shadows towards the manor with the party. He saw through the hole from across the street that people were all watching what looked like a spirit floating by the clock. Now's my chance! He snuck in through the hole and blended in with the crowd. He saw the spirit get pulled into a box. That's not something you see everyday.... Oh well, the box is probably valuable.... Worth checking into.... And with that, he followed everyone in pursuit of the box. As he was walking, he loosened a couple of daggers on his belt. Just in case...

OOC: Oops... didn't get a chance to post until now... thought I might have been too late...

OOC: AIIIIE! PSI ZETA, NO *action* POSTS!

IC: Linar ran over and smacked the guy across the back of the head with his staff. The man crumpled silently.

After freeing the box from the guy's hands, he opened it. Rabryn came out again, and Linar tossed to box to the people behind him.

"Rabryn is it? What makes you say that magic is going to destroy us?"

"Why don't I just show you?"

In a heartbeat, everyone who was there was flooded with memories, and saw almost instantaneously what he was talking about.

Linar coughed and said, "Well....that would be....one way....." He looked down the corridor, then crossed his arms. "Well, what do you want anyone who's gonna' try to do something about this to do?"

"Go to the king. Tell him, try to get him to stop magic practices and to gather a force to stop magic!"

Linar sighed and said, "It ain't so easy mi amigo." Then they heard a clutter. Then they saw a guard collapse with his throat torn out.

There was a series of scratchings as weapons were drawn.

Johnathan looked around, Claymore drawn, trying to see who had killed the guard.

Looks like things are starting to go downhill real fast he thought as he remembered the vision Rabryn had shown him. I wonder if what that guy said is true...

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