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Gtg Goodnight me boi. You're probably already asleep lol. See you tomorrow!

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@@Under_Your_Bed_ I got work tonight just so you know. I probably won't be replying much since I get off at 11

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@@ilikefire9710 hewo meesa awake yisbyia how boi sleep?

"thanks for the word of confidence. No, it's not a suicide run, we're going in and we're coming out. I'm guessing that necromancer is why nobody goes in or comes out of that place, and if I have anything to go by, you must have dealt a heavy enough blow we can get around him." Nellaine: (* she lifts an eyebrow, looking at her,*) "already?" (* she leaves her husband's arms and walks to the door. Karradin beats her to it and opens the door for her, and she goes through, giving him a smile. (* Jaikim follows her out and Riscella leads them through the halls. There are two guards that looselyy follow, and guards everywhere else in the palace. These aren't the wounded veterans that Riscella is giving purpose to that Nellaine is used to, these are fresh troops. The security has increased. (* That's not to say there are no veterans. Most of the servants are either missing limbs, have messed up faces or bodies or are mentally challenged. It seems that no matter the state of things, Riscella insists on running a charity of her house and giving everything she can to her servants. (* the rooms Jaikim and Nellaine get are on the west corner. The bedroom has a huge corner window so they can see out over the hills and the farms and see the sunset. The bed too is large, big enough for four people to fit on, which is of course Riscella thinking ahead and making room for the kids. The decorations are feminine and eastern, but with masculine touches that have a northern feel. Like the bear rug, or the picture of a moose hunt, or that tapestry of the different kinds of fish that can be caught in the rivers, lakes and oceans. The bed curtains are white and pink, but the window curtains are lovely blue. The walls are not plain anywhere, rather they have decorations all across them. The lamps aren't lit by candles, but a glowing stone, one Nellaine heard about in stories. "I hope you like it. I tried to cut the echo as much as possible." (* Riscella says, her voice not echoing at all.*) "the low ceilings I thought would be the key to that." (* she walks into a room in the room,*) "the bathroom is on the other side of the closet." (* which both turn out to be magnificent and fully stacked with clothes, and toiletries.*) "and the kitchen is over the bedroom," (* she points at the stairs in the closet,*) "right up those stairs." (* She looks at Nellaine and Jaikim,*) "in case you're wife doesn't feel like cooking, I kept the kitchen out of sight and out of mind so you couldn't pressure her." (* she winks.*) "you like it?" (* she asks Nellaine.

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​@@ilikefire9710 (*Raiden extremely belatedly realizes the man's ribs are still tucked into his pocket.) "I guess... but do you really think it's going to go thst smoothly? Or that he's the only necromancer?" (*he scoffed at raidens power, probably because it wasn't fully realized, but still. And he could see it before he even did anything. They will get destroyed if they go in there) Nellaine: (*She looks around in awe) "It's perfect, Ris.... how long did this take?"

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@@Under_Your_Bed_ bruh man's still got ribs... (* Kelby lifts an eyebrow,*) "if there was more than one, we'd all be de*d." (ooc: raiden couldn't see him with H*te's vision, just with actual physical eyesight, same for everyone else) Nellaine: (* she beams,*) "oh the better part of a year," (* she sings,*) "I couldn't make my own sister sleep in a spare room like some guest from a royal house."

OOP- (*Raiden sighs shakily as it runs its course. He srill seems to be losing strength, and the swear that broke out some time ago only gets worse. He swallows heavily and then spits, getting rid of the leftover blood in his mouth. He doesn't remember biting the necromancer or anything else, nor does he know why that blood is there, but he can't even truly care right now. After some time, he quietly says) "I didn't mean to lose control... really... I was scâred he'd... he was kílling her..." Nellaine: "Even if it means you're an older sister?" (*she smiles coyly over her glass, eyes twinkling)

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@@Under_Your_Bed_ (* she rubs his upper back, keeping it platonic,*) "I understand. You were justified, you're ok." (* the bright white light finally stops shining and Fearisce takes a deep breath.*) "she's going to know." (* Akisha says.*) "she saw the whole fight." (* She sighs,*) "it'll be ok." (* Maxim sits back and lays down,*) "Kisha... I want to sleep." (* she looks at him, smiling,*) "not a time for jokes, dear." Nellaine: "yes, even then, I'm good Nellaine, I had that talk when I was eleven."

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@@ilikefire9710 (*Raiden presses his lips and turns his head away. The páín the thought brings him is written all over his face. Even in the wake of her peace, he feels it keenly. The one thing he wanted, *needed* to keep under wraps until... until whenever he didn't have to is free. She's going to hãte him, be disģustéd by him, and that's probably all that he deserves. Not enough. She'll leave him... and the thought makes him more concerned for her than himself.) "When will she wake?" (*his voice is heavy with resignation and sorrow) Nellaine: "But Neftia..." (*an intense stare) *"you're going to be an older sister."*

oh 😅 sorry I'm a little distracted (*Raiden breathes tungsten just long enough to jump to the side and not get blown away, cutting it at the right moments for so. He comes from the side of the man, taking a swing at him with a lunge, looking out for black magic as well as flying objects.)

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@@Under_Your_Bed_ oh, and he can block the black magic with his sword. don't forget, that's important. Oh and he can block some heavy blows with his left arm because of the titanium reinforcement. Not to mention, swords can't cut titanium. (* the man jumps and spins so that he dodges the sword and kicks Raiden in the face. On his way back down and around, he swings the sword as well straight for Raiden's shoulder.*)

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@@ilikefire9710 oo thanks for the tips! (*Raiden breathes iron at the last second, spinning with the hit, light enough for it to not do much damage. Tungsten let's him land faster, and combined with nickel, he holds his ground with the swing. He parries, sliding the blade down the flat of his and forcing it into the ground. Lifting his sword before he can recover from the parry, he slams his blade into the man's face, having the advantage of length)

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@@MrEpicOSTsel video sin marca de agua :v ?

(* the soldiers move from creature to creature until suddenly around fifteen are upon them. It seems mostly a stalemate between the forces until the soldiers finally start chopping them up. Even so, there are men hurt, and more creatures join in as they fight. (* the presence lingers, though he can feel it getting distant as another presence begins to poke at his mind and Hatred is alerted to yet another force.*)

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@@ilikefire9710 oh lawd idk what to do lol (*Raiden can't help but feel this is a trap. Someone is coming and going, they know Raiden and his group are here, and they want to lure them out here with the thrêãt of the other soldiers dýinģ. Slowly Raiden descends his tree, not moving to help immediately but rather beginning to case their surroundings, the perimeter, moving silently and carefully throufh the trees)

@@ilikefire9710 i? Gotta do chores and eat, brb

@@Under_Your_Bed_ (* the rain consealed them, but four come at Raiden fom beyond the tree, running and stumbling wildly, a thirst for blood in their eyes.*)