Southron Bridge - Gate control.
Brady was nearing the end of his long shift. Evenfall was starting, and perhaps he could persuade Belkin to go someplace else tonight.
Before he knew what hit him he heard several loud bangs, then saw smoke. ''No....'' he said to himself quietly, people were running from it. ''Help!'' he heard people scream, others were jostling to get into the city.
''Belkin, what's goin... on...'' he turned to find Belkin, a few metres behind him, near the gate, with a slit throat, and placed on either side of him were two hooded figures. ''Clear the area of guards.'' One of them grunted.
Brady unsheathed his sword, glancing behind him. Several more were appearing from the smoke, cutting down surviving guards at their posts. ''The bridge ....has collapsed?!'' He asked himself, stunned.
Without hesitation, he ran to the nearest tower, hoping to escape the onslaught. He saw behind him another figure, pointing towards him, and his heart seemed to stop in his chest. He bolted up the spiral stairs of the tower, with the figure in persuit.
Embassy Towers
Idarion continued to jabber on about expenses and hierarchy, among other things, When the doors opened to a red headed woman, dressed in a black robe. ''Sorry to intrude, but I have a message for Councillor Idarion'' She said politely, gripping something in her back pocket. ''Tasina, why didn't your guards have her wait outside?''
The robed woman surveyed her surroundings for a moment. She smirked, tossing a bloody dagger at her feet, before hurling a fireball at Idarion's chest. He let out a scream of pain. ''Guards! Stop her'' Tasina cried fierely. The two Snow Elfs blasted the woman with ice spikes, but she seemed to dance out of the way. Before Tasina knew what was happening, the Robed woman had cast a jet of air, blasting open the nearest window, jumping out of it carelessly. Tasina raced to the window, turning to the guards. ''Alert the Org, but not of... this.'' she ordered them, pointing at Idarion's body. She then took off after her, using her limited Air abilities.
Port Neven
''Right, so that's the layout, and so w- we-...'' Telesse pointed at the ships. ''Dareon! The ports on fire!'' Now there was commotion in the inn, as hooded figures approached the building with torches.
''We need to get out of here, now!'' Belkin barked, unsheathing his sword and bolting out the front doors.
Telesse followed, and they were confronted by a dozen of the strangers. several were already lighting the buildings nearby using Flame magic. ''This tavern is a den of thieves, you won't leave here alive!'' One of them shouted, ''Stop what you're doing! By the order of the Conglomerate!'' Dareon shouted, mustering all the authority he could. The cloaked man shook his head, shooting a bolt of lightning at Dareon, he ducked, it barely missing his head.
Telesse rolled towards the nearest table, instantly shifting vines near her foot to strangle anyone near her. From the corner of her eye she saw a fireball come her way, and almost instinctively she took up a low stance and created a wall from the cobblestone at her feet, shielding her from the blast.
''I haven't done this in years'' she whispered, exhilarated.
Gate control Watchtower
Brady found a dusty supply room on the 3rd floor he could hide in. He glanced through a small window to find that these killers were letting civilians through. From the balcony, he stared down below. He could always jump. Take his chances with the tide..but he was too old..
In the corner, he spotted a young soldier, Urin, he was called. ''What's going on down there? Is it an invasion?'' He asked, anxious. ''Would that were it be,'' Brady mumbled, staring at the young man as the door creaked open, and he was hit by an Ice spike.
Brady looked up, emotionless. ''Why?'' He mumbled, an elf appeared behind the killer, shrugging ''No survivors,'' he sighed, shooting a blast of air at Brady, sending him flying out through the balcony.
Port Neven
Dareon dodged and deflected all attacks the men threw at him with his sword, waiting for Telesse's defence.
As she dragged her wall towards Dareon, she saw that the inn had begun to collapse, and not everyone had left yet, many people were still near the entrance of it, and only a few were able to escape through the back before it collapsed.
''Well don't just stand there, Help!''
She threw a glare at Dareon, as if to ask where the other new recruits had gone to.
Nearer the gates, the guards found themselves near overpowered by the killers, with no reinforcements in sight. By now only the lucky few ships that had escaped ports were not ablaze, and Telesse is now just glad her ship left so soon.
Other buildings were now dancing in the flames, and while the fire would never spread over the Neven's thick city walls, considerable damage had been done to the (mostly) wooden port.
The skies
Tasina embraced the cold night air, and the bracing wind that had engulfed her, and she was now giving full chase to the red headed woman, gliding through the air and propelling herself with the only magic she was talented in: Air.
They were moving further and further away from the Tower District, and over a seedier part of the city. That was when the robed woman turned around and simultaneously shot a flurry of fire at Tasina, and on the rooftops, it appeared she had a few allies.
''I can't keep this up,'' Tasina growled, just lucky enough for this hail of projectiles to not directly touch her yet. Then an ice shard clipped her knee, a shot of pain rippled through the lower half of her body, and then she was spiralling....