Amaymon, Wanted for Murder

[The Web]

A tall Ynnwn with a claymore on his back and a hat pulled down to shade his eyes watches the proceedings from a distance

"So... more conflict. More blood."
He walks away an insane grin spreading across his face

[Candy]

Monala sits on the railing of one of the sets of stairs in the plaza, watching the scene in horror, her hand automatically moving to her necklace as Jasom is mentioned. She hangs her head as the child is beaten, unable to watch. Her cheeks shine with tears as she looks up after it's over. Nervousness gnaws at her stomach. Her mind races. She's been seen with Amaymon. People likely know that she's his friend when he's not affected by his curse...condition...gift. Whatever it is, she vowed to protect her friends when she knew that Jasom was lost for good.

"Jasom would have known what to do...kra would want me to help him..." she says quietly to herself. She slides off of the railing and turns away from the crowd. She looks downtrodden as she heads into the temple of Laanx, wiping tears away with her cloak.

[If I may ask, are in-game characters in The Inquisition that I might IC'ly contact regarding the mention of Jasom?]

[ruskie]

*a shadow slips past the plaza just outside the rign of mercenaires*

Dermott observes the needles violence and the death of an innocent.
"Such a sad anu worthless thing" he says to himself. "May nature guide
him safely to the end" is bearly heard on the wind.

*a shadow disapears among the nearby shadows*

[A_Traveller]

(An 'Inquisitor' Walks drunkenly from the tavern, he is a tall Diaboli who has a broken horn and is scarred and quite ugly, as he stumbles down an alley. He is stopped by a local town guard.)
Guard: Halt!
Diaboli: Oh sod off ye stupid...
(the guard draws a long sword and begins to step forward)
Diaboli: Ha Ha Haaaa! Put yer butter knife away lad... we bribed yer commanders not to tell the Octarchs or Vegisimi of us and to leave us alone...
(The guard, tears pouring down his face begins to walk forward)
Guard: you monsters killed my son... now...
(The guard stands very close to the Diaboli and takes a swordsmans stance. The Diaboli pulls out a viciously sharp saber)
Diaboli:(suddenly very serious) Now lad ye don't wanna be doin that!
(The guard, tears now pouring down his face, swings his sword but is pushed back by the parry)
Diaboli: So that's how ye want t'do it ey!
(The Diaboli skewers the guard with his saber. The guard gasps and coughs blood)
Diaboli: Now... now... now... we warned ye all not to fight us!
(The Diaboli twists his saber and pushes the guard, gurgling, off his blade using his foot.)
Diaboli: Hmph.... stupid fool!
(the diaboli spits on the guard and walks off into the night)

[ruskie]

*a shadow stirs*

Dermott looks out of the shadow not being able to do anything but watch.
"May nature guide him safely to the end" is bearly heard on the wind.

*all is quiet and unmovable*

[A_Traveller]

[yes look for Gabrien Ulthrentor]

[RichardShru]

Amaymon sticks to the shadows as he jumps from roof to roof. His weapons are gone, his cloak is gone...and his sense of humility is gone. He finally settles on a roof nearby Kada El's as he looks out over the city, feeling exposed. His yellow eyes follow the busy traffic of people below as they go on with their lives, a single tear falls down his face as he watches

"I can never be among them again...even if the charges were revoked, they would still hate me for these cursed eyes..."

Amaymon continues to watch, seeing the people he can never be with. He begins to withdraw a small letter from his pack, remembering the many exchanges he had had with Lolitra. Reading it, he falls into a rage, his yellow eyes turning to a glowing blood red as he speaks.

This is her fault! She refused to see me until her life was at risk! SHE IS THE ONE TO BLAME!!!!

Amaymon crumples the letter, tossing it over his shoulder as he runs again from roof to roof. Only this time...to East Hydlaa

[Colinb]

[little heads up changing eye colors is not within the storyline according to many, people do it and they end up flamed and teased. Just warning, feel free to do it but keep that in mind.]

[RichardShru]

[thanks for the heads up. I have done it several times in game and recieved no comment, so I didn't know.]

[Candy]

[I've never seen either flames and teasing for that, nor anyone else using the changing eye colour thing in PS...]

[RichardShru]

[cool, so my idea is original AND socially acceptable.  ]

[A_Traveller]

(An Ylian sailor strides confidently down the stairs to Hydlaa Plaza, the vast army of Mercenaries camping there... The man walks to the centre of the plaza and grabs a the annaturally tall man)
Tall Ylian: Don't touch me scum! Did ye not hear our warnings to you pathetic people!
Sailor: You... My son hired you... to avenge me... but now I'm back and I don't like the way things are being handled here!... Leave...
(the Ylian and all surrounding mercenaries laugh at the Sailor)
Enkidukai Mercenary: So you expect us to believe your Boroth!?!
(the sailor nods. The Mercenaries laugh once more)
Enkidukai: Sod off ye stupid little...
(The sailor draws a saber and severs the Enkidukai's hand. The enkidukai screams in agony and grasps the stump that once held his hand)
Sailor: Leave... now...
(The Tall Ylian looks furiously at the sailor)
You will die for this insubordination!
(The Ylian grabs at the sailor but gasps as he feels the saber piercing his chest with lightning speed. The Sailor kicks off the body)
Sailor: AND THE REST OF YOU!!!!! LEAVE NOW!!!
(the mercenaries begin to draw weapons and move forward when a great roar of anger rises from the city, when it subsides the mercenaries look around worried as every able bodied man or woman in Hydlaa steps out towards the plaza wielding some kind of weapon. The sailor grins)
Sailor: Leave now... you you all perish...
(the mercenaries begin to curse as they pack up camp and leave Hydlaa... hopefully forever...