Open Chronicles Under the Cover of the Cold Night | Ragash

[Eirene Akanamar]

Much of what had been planned could not have been without her. Though she'd failed her haughty task, far too confident far too soon, she'd still set so much in motion... This needed to be done. And now, even now as the plan began to unfold and the light was made absent from the sky, it was time to retrieve that which had been lost from them. It was time to rescue Iesha, before it was too late.

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Third "Day" of the Cold Night
Ragash

Three nights in, and already the temperature had dropped significantly. She could have sworn she almost saw her breath. But she could afford little time to ponder in amazement of such things, as here in the streets of Ragash, stalking ever closer to the tall walls of the imperial prison, she needed to remain alert. No doubt if they were seen out around here at a time like this, suspicions would flare with ease. So, she and her company of half a dozen others moved with as much haste and guile as they could, which in this lasting night, proved quite a bit simpler than in times past. But still, the eyes of an Abtati were sharp, as were their ears, and no doubt many of them stood watch over what they sought.

Nevertheless, the task would be done, and it would be done regardless of what stood in their path. Abtatu willed it.

"There," whispered one of them, "the gatehouse."

They all paused and examined for a moment, then Eirene said, "we'll move a short way down the wall, and scale it there just out of the light."

Their agreement was quick and unanimous, and so they moved through the shadows until they came to the appointed place. There, they slung hooks up to latch atop the wall, and once firmly secured, they began to climb.

 

[Agatha Lumaris]

Agatha was an easy hire. She’s skilled, and cheap. She’s attained gold from her previous endeavors, those of which she keeps close to the vest as far as telling anyone the details. She has obtained many little tricks in her short years trapped where she used to be. And then after a hard six months in the mountain wilderness on her own. She was born into softness, stolen into hardness, and whittled to a sharp point on her own accord. She’s made herself useful in this new world. Since she landed on the shores of Dornoch, she’s put herself to use. A hired arrow, a hired spy, or even a cunning thief. She’s certainly made herself useful indeed.

The halfbreed girl finds herself alongside a group assembled by a capable leader, or so she guessed, and this leader is on a mission of retrieval – of rescue. Agatha has no ties to her, or to the one they're rescuing, or any of the crew creeping in a succession around her. But she needs experience and this was how to get it.

Agatha stayed quiet as Eirene gave precise orders, and they all agreed on a plan. Quietly they started up the wall, something Agatha was agile at, being small and sure on her feet. The group makes their way up and over, and Agatha awaits the next direction, her slender and steady hand prompt on the dagger at her hip.
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Eirene

 

[Eirene Akanamar]

Her feet fell softly onto the stone of the wall walk, and immediately she and the others crouched down to remain as invisible as possible. She was quick to surveil the surround, noting that the majority of the guards were down on ground level, and there really weren't all that many of them. Most of them had likely been re-deployed elsewhere to help with the increasing relief efforts the Empire had been forced to enact due to the lasting darkness that had already begun to endanger their economy. So long as they remained quiet, they may not even encounter any resistance at all.

With the subtle pointing of her finger she directed them to the nearby tower just steps away from them. Agatha had quickly proven herself to be far more useful than her price tag had hinted at, and she currently had the point. Eirene came up to her side, and took hold of the door - they'd enter together. Only a quiet nod of her head was Eirene's direction to her, then she opened the door and quickly moved it.

There were three guards inside, one directly ahead, and two to the right with one sat at a table, and another at the adjacent door leading to the other wall walk. Each of them were shocked by their sudden entry, and froze.

In seconds Eirene was upon the one directly ahead, leaping upon him sinking her knife deep into his throat, before he could make a sound.

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Agatha Lumaris ​