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Shrouded Isle: Forgotten Knowledge [Event/Kill Viable]

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Ariella Negri
Ayero
Noir Ecryola
Solomon's Proxy
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Solomon's Proxy

Solomon's Proxy
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With the barrage of attacks that had come the Manticore's way, it was too distracted to notice that its attack had failed to hit the Fanalis woman. All it knew, was that it had struck something and assumed that information meant Ayero was dead. Feeling secure in that knowledge, the Manticore had focused on the two magicians, a deadly mistake. Since Kabu had taken the attack meant for Ayero, the Fanalis was able to continue with her attack. With one mighty swing of her blade, she cleaved the Manticore's head from its shoulders. A spray of blood gushed from the site of the amputation as the creature's head flew across the room where it landed with a splat against a wall.

The magicians in the room would notice the Manticore's body dissolve into a thick swarm of white and black Rukh. The swarm fluttered towards the stairwell, almost as if it was trying to escape the island.

Ankhesenamun stood nearby the altar, her face contorted in a mix of anger and surprise as she watched Ayero defeat the Manticore. 'H-how?! That was the last bit of the island's power!' A shiver of terror crept up her spine at the thought and she flicked her gaze to Ariella's corpse, her last hope to defeat the invaders. That hope was quickly crushed, an unseen force had shattered Ankhesenamun's spell, stealing Ariella and her Rukh in a bright flash of light. Noticing the swarm of Rukh, the magician started chanting to ensnare the flickering butterflies once more.




Lagi, Merrze, and Bahir, followed by the pirates, would arrive at the top of the spiral-staircase. A door led them into a small room that smelled of sickness. A stone slab at one end of the room served as a bed. At the foot of the bed, there was a bucket half-filled with vomit. A small fire was built in the center of the room to keep it warm, above it, a hole designed to draw the smoke outside. The group would notice an open door at the other end of the room and they could hear an angry woman screaming beyond it. If the group investigated, they would find the rest of the treasure-hunters and if they looked to the right, they would find an unknown woman with her back to them.

El Drago would arrive at the temple ruins and startle a few of the archaeologists who were finishing up their work. In fear of being eaten with none of their protectors around, the archaeologists stumbled over themselves to head into the records room, where the dragon couldn't fit through. Of course, if they were thinking rationally, El Drago would have no problems busting through the wall. That would comes with its own consequences, however. Breaking the wall would cause the ceiling to collapse and bury El Drago's allies.

If El Drago managed to remind the archaeologists that he was on their side, they would relax. They would inform the dragon that the treasure-hunters were in the basement fighting a creature. Since they weren't warriors, they hadn't dared go down and look for themselves to see what was going on.




Ayero's question startled Ankhesenamun out of her stupor. Looking at the Fanalis, she smirked, hiding the fact that she had no hand in making Ariella's body vanish. Her face twisted in pain suddenly and she dropped to her knees, letting out a piercing scream as a violent tremor shook the island. Her Borg flared into existence before shattering into tiny fragments. She let out an agonizing howl as she clutched the skull tightly. "NO! GIVE ME MORE TIME!"

Tyrus burst into the room, huffing and waving a book in his hands. " Guys! I think I figured it out-" He paused as he finally took in his surroundings, noticing a strange woman at the other end of the room, her eyes bleeding, and the treasure-hunters behind her. "Wait, how did you get here? Nevermind that. It says here that the island can be controlled through a medium. It seems that Ezekial sacrificed himself to change the foundation of the spells. Whoever hold a piece of his body controls the island!" He blinked at what Ankhesenamun held in her hands. "Those markings....that's the skull!"

Ankhesenamun flicked a deadly glare up in the general direction of Tyrus, unable to see clearly from the blood filling her vision. "Shut up! None of you are worthy enou-" She let out a wracking cough, vomiting a mix of blood and bile. Suddenly, her body slumped as the last vestiges of magoi was drained from her and fed into the island. When she collapsed onto the floor, the skull rolled a few feet away from her. Another violent tremor passed through the island, lasting a few seconds longer than before.

Tyrus looked around, his eyes wide with realization as he looked back to the books. "Umm....I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but I think those tremors mean the island is out of power. The entire island is going to sink without someone controlling it and magoi to power it. We need to get out of here." He turned and started to run up the stairs to gather his crew.

The head archaeologist was correct, the island would sink without someone else to wield Ezekial's skull, taking up the mantle. They could start heading to the shore to meet up with Madam Trixie and get the hell off the island, but there was that option. Someone could seize Ezekial's skull and obtain the power of the island for themselves. Their magoi would be drained without another source of magoi fueling the spell. This would kill them, but that could be avoided with an adequate number of sacrifices. In fact, there were enough sacrifices in this room to sustain the island for a time. Even enough to build an army to take out the rest of the pirates, if a person saw fit to do so. With the pirates, it would be enough to sustain the island for a few months. Sure, someone would have to fight their allies, but they were exhausted allies, tired from previous battles. Whether anyone in the room was the kind of person to do just that or the type to support such a person, would have to be seen.




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Lagi

Lagi
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El drago would head closer to the temple and notice some of the archaeologists.  They seemed afraid, but EL Drago wanted to do is best to remind them that he was on their side. “I mean you no harm, I am with the treasure hunters that went to claim the treasure of gunner, but we were separated.   I am on your side humans; can you give me a status update on the current situation at hand”?” “Old and wise, that’s basically how one would describe the voice of el dragon, his command of vocabulary and showing of intelligence was not much of the same as a usual roar and initially attacking. In the back of his mind, finding his annoying teenager was a priority. “Have you seen the king?” After they informed that the team  were fighting a creature, the old dragon frowned. “How do  I get in there?”




When lagi arrived to the place, he made it just in time to see….something going on with some skull. People explaining the skull’s purpose and whatnot, but lagi didn’t care too much about that. “Where’s Ariella?” He  would say as he looked around wildly. “Probably went to the boat. We got the money! Let’s go!” He was rushing a bit,  lagi didn’t want to go down with this island, so he started heading to shore where the boats are.El drago would be at the exit and nod when he sees lagi. “ Anyone else need a ride?” Those who spoke up would ride with lagi and the dragon to shore.


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Noir Ecryola

Noir Ecryola
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    "Noir watched as the witch fallen to the ground and the skulls rolling away from her, for a second she was tempted to see the skull, wondering what knowledge and magic system trapped inside. But she restrained herself, that kind of knowledge was not as valuable as the live Ariella gave to her as she believed that it will just make her the prisoner of the island. The other treasure hunters came into the room, and one of them asking where the purple haired magician could be and that made Noir's heart aches more. She shook her head lightly and stayed quiet.   As the  ground shaking violently and Tyrus warned them about the effect if there was no any power being fed through the medium. The black haired girl didnt waste any time to being idle and quickly fed her remaining magoi to the magic carpet she took before after approaching both Ayero and Neo to hop on, “Miss Shiba, Neo, we can use the magic carpet to get away right now...”. She realized that the magic carpet can hold another 2 person and said, “Tyrus, you and one more person can hop on. We have to quickly go back...” and if five of them already on the magic carpet, they would fly and escape from the island’s roaring and head back to the ship, hoping the remaining will be taken by El Drago.


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Merrze

Merrze
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Merrze was surprised when she saw everyone at this moment. What had taken away the breath of the young fanalis was what happened over the course of the next few minutes. She was astonished by the screaming lady and the mention of the skull. The redhead didn't believe that the skull had such power over the island but it must have been true based on what was going on. If the island was going to sink she knew that it was urgent for everyone to get off before things would go further down hill. They had to move quickly, she could grab the skull and try and maintain the island for awhile so her companions could escape but it felt risky and the skull gave her an ominous feeling.

She saw everyone but Ariella, she had only conversed with her a few times but she thought of her as a wise friend. She knew the others might know but she didn't dare to ask at this moment, she was more concerned with what was going to happen to the rest of them. In order to make sure no one would try and kill them just encase the fiery girl had her pet shoot a spike at the skull which would destroy the horrendous item so no one could use it's power. She felt bad for the Cerberus but the skull had to be destroyed so no one could use it.

She followed Lagi and would join him on his dragon, she wanted to hurry and get of this wretched hell hole. She wouldn't look back but this event would definitely hold a place in her mind. She gave a stern expression as she spoke up to El Drago so she could inform them that she would be joining them.

"I hope you two don't mind if I hop a ride, El Drago I trust you to get us out of this hell hole."
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Ayero

Ayero
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Ayero watched in a mix of awe and rage as the island seemed to shudder violently, catching the witch off balance. Things were happening all at once, too quickly for the exhausted and confused woman to comprehend. Tyrus and some of the other treasure hunters seemed to appear as Ankhesenamun spat out vile liquid and collapsed, seemingly dead. It wasn’t until Tyrus spoke that Ayero even realized how hard her head was pounding, or how fatigued her body felt. But a second wave of adrenaline pumped through her veins as the island quaked again and the archaeologist announced that the island was going to sink lest it gain more power.

Thankfully, none of those present were foolish enough to attempt to gain control of the beastly isle. In fact, Merrze event destroyed the skull with a projectile spike from her beast. Ayero gave a solid nod to the other Fanalis woman before turning her gaze toward Noir as the young magician addressed her. She met Noir’s gaze with a sharp glare, unconsciously enraged at the other woman for inadvertently causing Ariella’s death.

A searing hot rage pulsed briefly through her but she quieted it, gathering the years of controlling her tempter to suppress her rage for the moment. She did not believe in needless killing, and she believed that Noir had not intended for the purple haired mage to die in her stead. She had simply made a mistake by moving into the beast’s range…and Ari had been selfless and protective, as was in her nature.

Without so much as a word, the Fanalis woman climbed onto the carpet and averted her gaze to the side as she worked to control the emotions flooding her. Damnit Ari…why couldn’t you have been more selfish?

[Stamina: 70/290]
[Ammo: 11/15]


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Adrastos Thanatos

Adrastos Thanatos
A-Tier
A-Tier

So much happened at once. They had defeated the Manticore, the lady had suddenly collapsed after Tyrus had made his way into the room, the others had joined them, and the island began to tremble and groan. The last bit was not a good sign at all. Adrastos looked at the skull that had tumbled to the ground, and was slightly tempted to pick it up, to see what made the witch cling to it so desperately. However, the thought was quickly thrown aside. What good was this island's power if you were made a prisoner? The only other thing to solidify the magician's decision was the fact the Merrze's pet had sent a spike at the skull, breaking the cranium and rendering it completely useless. With a click of his tongue, Adrastos jumped onto the carpet along with Noir and the Fanalis, who still seemed to be on fire with rage due to the death of her close friend. "We don't have any time to waste... We have to leave then..."
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Bahir

Bahir
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Bahir slowly made his way up the stairs with the help of his staff and Dorian. The other two pirates were behind them, hauling the treasure filled vases. Once they reached the room, Bahir was at a loss. His blurred vision prohibited from seeing what was going on, but he was able to hear everything. The realization that one of them was no longer among the group, the island shaking, the sound of the skull being destroyed. Everything was like a big puzzle for the assassin. Dammit... He thought to himself as the pieces of everything slowly started to come together in his mind. We need to get out of here.

Bahir followed the group outside of the temple and was met by El Drago. The fanalis looked to Dorian. The pirate nodded to him without even having to hear what the fanalis was wanting to say. Seeing the outline of Dorian's head move in a vertical fashion, Bahir knew that he got clearance from the pirate. Bahir could only hope that they would make it back to shore safely. Bahir quietly seated himself atop of El Drago, sitting towards the creatures lower back, waiting on the feeling of them to stop moving so he could dismount the dragon and board the ships with the others.


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Solomon's Proxy

Solomon's Proxy
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Between El Drago and Ariella’s flying carpet, there was enough room for the treasure-hunters to have a spot. Unfortunately, there were too many pirates and archaeologists to fit as well, so they would have to walk back to the shore. Thankfully, the monsters of the island were no longer a threat, the greatest danger being the violent tremors caused by the sinking of the island. Tyrus and Dorian would lead their men back to the shore, while everyone else flew back to the ships.

As the treasure-hunters flew, they would notice Madam Trixie and her crew scrambling to pick up camp. When the island began shuddering, she had a feeling they would be leaving soon. Looking up into the sky, she waved to those on the dragon and carpet, urging them to continue onto the ships. Whatever they couldn’t pack up, would have to sink with the island, as the waters crawled up the beach, forcing the pirates to move to higher ground while they waited to carry the others to the ships.

The adventurers would find the Ceres’ Roar and Madam’s Fury in good repair, besides a shredded mast and a litter of bodies on the deck, a mix of human and beast alike. It was plain to see that the pirates had fought to defend the ships while the adventurers fought for their lives to get both knowledge and treasure. When they landed on the ship, Grimwald barked out orders to his crew to ready the ships for departure.

They would have to wait for Trixie and the others to return, giving the treasure-hunters time to watch the island slowly sink into the sea. They would also be able to observe the thick fog that surrounded the island begin to fade without magic to sustain the barrier.

As soon as Madam Trixie arrived and had the ships loaded up, she gave the command for the ships to move out. Oars hit the water when the anchors were raised and the ships turned away from the island. The pirate queen gave the treasure-hunters time to recuperate before calling them back on deck for a debrief.

”I want to thank you all for your assistance. Without your help, we would have lost more lives than we had. Know that the ones we lost did not die in vain, we managed to accomplish our goal and get out alive. As promised, we will shortly pass out your payment. After that, those who wish to return to Magnostadt will have to go with Grimwald. The rest of you shall come with me to Reim.”

Tyrus looked to his crew, giving them a short nod before walking over to Grimwald. ”I’ll be going with him. There was a lot of magical knowledge in the documents we found and we’ll need the help of Magnostadt’s magicians to figure it all out.”

The pirate queen gave an understanding nod before directing her crew to pass out everyone’s pay. As they did so, Trixie looked among the treasure-hunters with a frown. She noticed that a certain magician was missing. A certain magician that was very important to an ally of hers. Approaching Ayero, she lowered her voice to a soft whisper. ”Where is Ariella? Don’t tell me she…” Trixie was unable to get the words out, hoping the purple-haired woman was sleeping below decks. If Azix found out that Ariella had died under Trixie’s watch, he would never forgive her.

If Ayero told Trixie what happened, the Pirate Queen would curse under her breath and look towards the horizon. After a moment to let that information sink in, she would make a joke, which was easier than thinking about telling Azix that his lover was dead. ”Here I thought I would take two beautiful women to bed with me on the way back.” While it was meant as a joke, there was no humor in her tone. Trixie looked into Ayero’s eyes, ”If you need to talk, my chambers are open.” With that, Trixie headed to her cabin to figure out how she would inform Azix what happened. She would bring him Ariella’s cut of the treasure, but she didn’t imagine that would soften the blow.




High up in the sky, unnoticed by any onlookers, a dark figure sat atop a flying carpet, watching the two pirate ships traveling away from the island. The figure briefly contemplated following the ships to kill the witnesses, but decided against it. With the island quickly vanishing beneath turbulent waters, the evidence of the past was erased. Of course, he would have to keep an eye to make sure the invaders hadn’t taken anything important off the island with them.




After a week of traveling under stormy weather, the adventurers would be glad to see land in the distance. The Madam’s Fury pulled into Portsmouth, while the Ceres’ Roar pulled into a port town off of Magnostadt’s coast. The adventure had finally come to a close and it was time for everyone to return to their lives, putting the events of the Shrouded Isle behind them.

[EXIT]




Event Prizes: Congratulations to those who survived the Shrouded Island! Listed below you can find the coding for your items, if you need it. Note that if an image was changed, it will not be reflected in the code below.

Huang Rewards: For anyone who did not receive an item, they will receive Huang equal to the amount of an A-Tier Magic Weapon (140,000 Huang). Those who received a B-Tier item will receive 60,000 Huang, while those who received an A-Tier item won't get extra Huang. If someone wishes to forgo their item for an increased Huang reward, it will follow the guidelines listed above. If you plan to give up your item, please notate that in your exit post.

Bahir:

Merrze:

Lagi:

Neo:

Ayero:

Noir:

Zadi:

Ariella:

Noir Ecryola

Noir Ecryola
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Noir carefully stepped down from the carpet, panting a little bit because she kept feeding her magoi to the carpet while they flew to the ship. At the idle time before Madam Trixie called them back on deck for a debrief, the black haired girl took the magic carpet and approached Ayero. She looked directly to the Fanalis woman and placed the magic carpet in front of her while saying, “I’m sorry...” Her voice was flat as usual, but there was a glint of sadness and fear inside it. “I will take the crystal blade... as a reminder for myself...” Noir stayed still while keep looking to the Fanalis woman. She was getting herself ready if there will be any incoming punch, which she knew will be very hurt if Ayero choose to do so.

The yellow magician had decided to go to Reim rather than going back to Magnostadt. Because right now, no matter how much she wanted to learn more about the magical knowlegde, her feeling didnt allow her mind to even think straight right now. She is confused, everything is confusing for her. She started to ask a question to herself ever since that accident, questioning her own value and stuck without finding any suitable answer for her own question. She needed to go back to her home in Reim, at least to find a little peace for her mind.

After a week passed and the ship finally arrived at Portsmouth, Noir stepped down from the ship and looked towards the City of Reim for a second before steeping down into the city. Finally... home...

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Lagi

Lagi
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Anybody that was with El Drago and Lagi flew back to the ships at 25 m/s . The dragon moved as fast as it could in order to make it on the ship. Lagi looked around and saw the bodies of the creatures on deck. “Jeez, looks like you had some trouble yourselves. Did Ariella kill them off? Guess he made herself busy….” Lagi would say as he kicked one of the beasts off of the ship. “Yawn….” Lagi let out a light yawn and squatted down next to one of the ships barrels. El Drago did a small sweep of the area to catch any stragglers to get them on the boat if they were moving too slow after he dropped them off.

Trixie did an announcement about reim and Lagi nodded his head in agreement. “I hope my city didn’t burn down or something, I’ve been gone for a while. Though, I now they are going to like the goodies that I brought back. “ Though, he didn’t notice the small exchange with the girl named Riku and Ayero. “Sorry? What’s she’s sorry for? “ Lagi blinked twice, he didn’t know what was going on, nor did anyone care to inform him.

A week later, Lagi returns to portmouth and began to point out his treasure. “ This goes back to the reim treasury, this could help us. “

Exit unless anyone has anything to say to me


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Bahir

Bahir
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The flight back to the boats didn't take long at all. El Drago seemed to take on the others' sense of urgency when it came to getting off of that island. There wasn't much that Bahir noted about the ride back aside from the deafening silence. There was an odd vibe atop of El Drago... He didn't like it. Not one bit.

The dragon landed on the ship as gracefully as it could. Bahir was just glad that he was back on familiar ground. He dismounted from the large reptile and found a place for him to perch quietly. The fanalis couldn't only imagine what was happening outside of his own little world. He decided to open his ears and quit isolating himself. He listened intently as he heard a few of the soldiers note how the fog was lifting and that the island was sinking. Hm. So all of it was powered by magoi... He thought to himself as he leaned his head back against the railing of the ship.

Once the ships began to move, Bahir found himself dozing off. The calmness and repetitive rocking of the boat being an extreme contrast to the adrenaline and anxiety filled island. Bahir was snoring before he knew it. Though, the rest was desperately needed. He was awakened by the look out once Madame Trixie arrived on the boat. The fanalis slowly opened his eyes, relieved that his vision wasn't blurry like it was before. The short rest was enough for him to be able to move without straining himself anymore. The assassin sat in his spot as Trixie addressed them all. The gratitude the woman showed towards them lifted Bahir's spirits a bit. At least we succeeded. But now what... The fanalis glanced over at the Emperor of Reim for a moment and then back to Trixie.



After the week passed, Bahir found himself with his feet back on the ground in Portsmouth. He inhaled deeply through his nose and let out a rather loud (at least it was loud compared to Bahir's normal volume) sigh. "Familiar land... Nothing better." The fanalis's equipment was all settled back into its usual place. The only difference was the addition of the sleek blade from the Island that was draped on his back. With a nod towards the crew, Bahir picked up his cut of the treasure and began his journey back to Remano.

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Adrastos Thanatos

Adrastos Thanatos
A-Tier
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With the adventure of the Shrouded Isle now behind him, Adrastos decided it was time to focus his mind on more important matters such as growing stronger and finding out more about the organization called The Brotherhood of Ash. What was so important to Vincent and Vladmir that they ventured further into the island alone? Why were they even there to begin with? Why had they given him an obsidian orb, an item that was supposedly a sort of calling card once he got to Kou? What was that bright light when Ariella's body vanished? And if he saw correctly, were there hands in that light as well? So many questions had arisen into the light, but before the silver-haired magician would chase the answers to those questions down, he had to be ready for any opposing force that would try to stop him.

Adrastos thought that testing himself in the Coliseum would be a good way to test his skills and grow in power at the same time. Once ready, he would go to Heliohapt and search for his Fanalis master, Dan Feng, who loved harsh environments. It was strange that she would be in Heliohapt, the place where Fanalis were kept as slaves due to slavery being of high demand in the desert country, but like his previous magic teacher, she did not associate herself with huge crowds.

The man had so much to think about, so much to deliberate, so much to plan for, and the passage back to Reim was just the time he needed. Throughout the whole trip, he remained in his cabin, often staring at the ceiling or at the obsidian orb that was given to him, and maintained his basic needs.



Once the ship had reached land, Adrastos walked back on deck, where he witnessed Noir share a few quiet words to the Fanalis. Some still seemed to be a bit unaware of the demise of Ariella Negri, or at least how her demise actually came to be. The blue magician watched as Noir and Lagi left to go about their own paths. Then with a deep breath, Adrastos walked down the plank and onto the bustling docks of Portsmouth, where he would then change course for the Coliseum.

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Ayero

Ayero
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After returning to the ships, Ayero continued to be silent, absorbed in her own thoughts. How could she have let this happen? Ariella was gone, taken from her, from Azix, from Adamus and Adius. When Trixie approached her with a lowered voice and asked the million dollar question, Ayero turned to face the Pirate Queen and said nothing, silently confirming the other woman’s thoughts with a stiff gaze.

A soft voice made Ayero turn, her eyes widening slightly in mild surprise at seeing Noir. She didn’t expect…well, she didn’t know what she expected at this point. The Fanalis warrior watched as the dark haired mage placed the carpet at Ayero’s feet before announcing her decision to take the crystal for herself. Resentment began to bubble inside Ayero, but not because of Noir claiming one of her friend’s possessions. Ayero was angry, angry that Noir had moved too close to the Manticore, angry that Ari and stepped in to give her own life, angry that she had been unable to stop it. And now she was projecting that anger onto Noir, whether she deserved it or not.

Stooping down, the Fanalis woman slowly retrieved the carpet before standing back to her full height. She took a moment to run a hand over the material, briefly remembering the happier time she had shared with her dear friend. But as her gaze flickered upwards to Noir, those memories vanished, dissolved into a pool of Fanalis-inclined rage. Hefting the carpet onto her shoulder, she locked her hard gaze onto Noir before lashing out and striking the other woman across the face with an open palm. While the slap would certainly hurt, Ayero had reigned barely enough control to hold back from causing any lasting damage. With that done, the Fanalis turns on her heel and disappears below deck.




Ayero spent the majority of the journey back in her bunk, alternating between sleeping and drinking. One particular night the cycle broke briefly when she rushed above deck to empty her stomach over the side of the ship. She had slept the majority of the day and into the night and awoke with a churning tummy. It was a little strange as she wasn’t prone to sea sickness and hadn’t had a drink since the other night, but was content to chalk it up to nerves.

After hanging her body over the side of the railing for a few moments in defeat, Ayero propped herself up and groaned. Trixie’s offer floated through her mind and the Fanalis woman grunted, figuring she could use a little company. Bleary eyed, Ayero makes her way towards the Pirate Queen’s cabin.

[Exit]


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