forum Empress Enderstorm’s Party (Character Chat, me ain’t no complex storyline but you will get hints of things that happen in the actual book I’m writing)

Started March 11, 2019 by @Darkblossom group

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The old man watches Carlsen suspiciously as he changed into these strange clothes. They contrasted greatly with the purple or white robes most of the guests had on.

Carlsen saw the old man, thanks the reflection from the glasses he wore. He noticed that the man had a rather suspicious look and is looking directly at him. He looked around, seeing the guests in purple and white colored clothes. He realized why the man would suspect him as some sort of an outcast. Carlsen nodded, not facing the old man. The weird symbol appeared out his right hand, changing the color of his whole outfit. Now he is wearing a white mage robe with gold and purple lapels, a black and white scarf and he turned his hat back into the Ace of Clubs it used to be. He’s still wearing the same mask and glasses, the symbol on his right hand disappeared as he walked furthur away from the old man.

The old man noticed as Carlsen changed his clothes again, evidently using magic. He was still suspicious, but quickly pushed the thought out of his mind. He needed to tend to the Empress. He walked out of the ballroom, heading to where the Empress had been carried off.

Even though Carlsen walked away, he followed the old man with his glance. He noticed that the old man was going in the direction of the empress, he tapped the white part of his mask, turning him invisible and indetectable by any means. He walked towards the old man, hoping to follow him to the empress.

The old man walked through halls, occasionally teleporting short distances. He came to a room and stepped inside, closing the door behind him. Inside the room, Foxchild was holding Enderstorm in his arms on her bed. She was crying blue blood. The whole room was stained in blue blood, and a few things were smashed on the floor. Enderstorm and Foxchild were both covered in blue blood. The man went over and took the Empress’s hand, comforting her gently.

Carlsen is actually a man who respects other people’s privacy, but he had to use a spell his brother banned in order to enter the room. He muttered as silent as the winds “Torinukeru”… Carlsen’s invisible and undetectable body has now entered the room. The aesthetics of the room gave Carlsen more of a concerned feeling than a shocked feeling. He stood silently, watching what they were doing and are going to do soon.

“Are you okay, Endergirl?” The old man said ina raspy, warped voice. The Empress nodded her head weakly, and wiped at the blood and tears streaming from her eyes.
“Do you think you can go back down soon?” He asked gently. She nodded her head glumly.
“Don’t drink too much when you do. We have to leave for the Second Dimension tomorrow morning,” cautioned the old man.
“I’ll be okay, Father Wick,” she replied feebly, pulling away from Foxchild and sitting up. Foxchild absentmindedly stroked her blood-stained silver hair. She looked young and scared right now, the two men trying to comfort her as she cried silently.

Carlsen, in his “Phantom” form, he looked at the clock. Noticing that there’s not as much time as he thought before sunrise. His mission’s time limit is tomorrow before the empress leaves. He is now hesitating to “do his deed” in the locked room they’re in…

The Empress takes a deep breath and stands up, moving away from the two men. She opens the door and steps outside into the large hallway. She shifts into her black dragon form, silver spines rising from her back, her reptilian purple eyes now making much more sense.

Unexpectedly, Carlsen doesn’t follow the empress. Instead he stood inside the room, like he was waiting for everyone to leave.

Whilst waiting for them to exit the room, Carlsen looked around the room. He noticed something which made him smile. “There we have it, a good spot…” he thought to himself.

As Foxchild exited the room, followed by Father Wick, servants that were the same species as the guards teleported in and began cleaning the blood up. It would take a very long time, as there is a lot of blood.

Carlsen looked at them, knowing they can’t be much of problem. He touched the black part of his mask, releasing a strong sleeping gas that works on everyone except him, no matter what species they are. The gas itself has no color, but Carlsen can see how much he has released. Even though the mission is important to him, he doesn’t want anyone to get hurt. (High amounts of this gas can cause high damage to the nervous and respiratory system)

The creatures breath in the gas, and drop to the ground, blood staining their pitch black skin. Purple dust rises from some who were just about to teleport.

Carlsen listened closely to the hallways, making sure it is safe to turn back into his normal state. He heard nothing. He tapped the white part of his mask, turning him back to his tangible form. He stepped around the room as he was getting something out of his suit. A clear marble was placed on the ground as he chanted the word “Kyushu Shimasu”… The marble started to absorb the blood in the room, containing them in itself. The marble is fully filled, he kept it in his suit and left the room, forgetting he was in his visible form…

One of the creatures teleported into the room just as Carlsen opened the door, and gasped out loud in a distinctly warped voice. Two guards standing outside the door immediately grabbed onto Carlsen’s arms, restraining him expertly.
“What were you doing in the Empress’s room?” Said the one on the left as they dragged him through the hall to an unknown room.

_{(would you mind giving me a overview of what's happened so far?)}

(Empress Enderstorm abruptly left the party, screaming in pain, and was carried off to her room. After that, screams continued to sound throughout the palace, but stopped after two or three minutes. Carlsen and one other person tried to rush to the Empress, but guards stopped them before they made too much of a scene. Carlsen is now being carried away as he was found snooping in the Empress’s room after she left. The Empress has rejoined the party, though seemingly weaker than before. She also has faint traces of blue blood still in her silver hair and inside her ears.)

(Is she in human form?)

Dabria entered the ballroom, very late. Sawyer was at her side, looking uncomfortable. Compared to Dabria's green knee-length dress, cloak and crown, they were in a dark purple suit with an untied bowtie.
"I can't believe you made us late and didn't even tie your tie," Dabria huffed at them, rolling her eyes.
"I didn't want to come so I didn't make a note of when it started, and the tie is part of the look," Sawyer retorted. "Now can we greet the Empress so I can eat food and do my best to avoid social interaction?"
"The only reason we're in this kingdom is to be here! I'm a busy princess, I don't go to every party. Our kingdoms are very friendly, Chimere couldn't go so it's right that I do."
"It's not even a big party…"
Dabria rolled her eyes. "I know. It didn't seem like such a big thing but the Queen insisted, but at least we don't have a half dozen guards trailing us."
Sawyer grumbled in response but quieted down when the pair approached the Empress and bowed. Dabria extended a hand in greeting.
"Empress Enderstorm, good to see you again."

The Empress nodded and smiled at Dabria.
“It’s not often we get foreigners here in the Three Dimensions. So good of you to come! This is Foxchild, my fiancé,” she says, gesturing to the man beside her. He had orange hair and green eyes, and a very athletic physique. He had very cunning features that remind you of a fox.
“Hello,” he says curtly. He puts a protective arm around Enderstorm’s waist.

"Pleased to meet you," Dabria says. "I would introduce my friend here, but I'm sure they would rather introduce themself."
Sawyer nods. "I would indeed. I'm Sawyer, an advisor for Dabria of sorts." Their physique suggests they are male, but their face seems feminine. Alongside a short hairstyle and men's style clothing, their female mannerisms such as tucking hair behind their ears and placing their hands on their hips confuse others of what gender they are.
Sawyer waves to the royalty and hurried away to the food, quickly picking out their favorites.

Enderstorm takes a sip of the purply-red wine in her hand, and walks away to speak to another guest, Foxchild trailing close behind.

While the latecomers were coming in and the Empress was out, Carlsen is struggling to let the guards release him. He didn’t say much, just inaudible sounds. A symbol appeared on his hand as he remembered that one spell (magic) can let him out of this situation easily. As the guards opened the door to the room, Carlsen closed his eyes. Only to open again with pure white and gold irises, chanting “Nemuri”!! Not a second after, the guards fell into a lost of thought and fainting state. He quickly tapped the white part of his mask before anyone could see him.

Running towards the ballroom, he opened the doors, his clothes changed color back to his normal navy blue robe with golden and white lapels. His eyes turned back to light blue as it used to be. His black/dark gray scarf and his glasses remained the same. Now he is looking for a way to exit quietly without guards following him, as he is sure that when the guards that caught him wake up, he’s done for. Only 15 minutes (not real time, that would just be too hard) remain before the spell’s effect will run out.

Carlsen is also aware of another problem. Guests in the party who are magic users will sense his aura easily, since it is practically the only magic aura that is from a Phantom entity. Even though he’s currently invisible, his aura is not.