forum Roleplay with @Starlight-I-Love-Magic! (closed)

Started January 19, 2019 by @Becfromthedead group

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"Which is why you have the two of us." said Skye, "If our cover gets blown, depending on how it gets blown, the two of us combining our abilities might be able to salvage the mission,"

"Perhaps. If mine gets blown, you should be able to play it off as me being a treacherous, spying servant, but if it's you… well, that could complicate things a bit more," Septima replied.
She bent down to fix her shoe.
"So, what're we doing?"

"Well for one we need to figure out where most of the prisons for our kind are," said Skye, "Secondly we want to weaken the fighting forces of the kingdom so ours can make a stand."

"Yeah, but it's all baby steps," Septima said, "I guess for now it's all making light conversation and hoping things come up. Maybe eavesdropping when it's convenient…"

"Pretty much," said Skye, "I'll need to get a feel for the court, and remember all the lessons from Blaze and Romero….." he sighed.

Septima went to the window and peered outside.
“So, we gonna head out now or what?”

Skye smirked, "Thought you'd never ask." he said, heading over to the window and opening it with a flourish.

Septima sat on the windowsill with her legs dangling over the outer wall.
"This must be the courtyard."
She scanned the area. There was a narrow path paved with stones, running between trellises, hedges, and rose bushes. Towards the center, she thought she saw the path widen a bit.

Skye appeared in the othe window, his now dark eyes scanning the area. Soon he tested the ledge, slipping out like a cat. "I'm going to get an idea of the outside of the castle," he told Septima, "You check out the grounds, make note of any entrances, and exits." he said, before beginning to scale the wall. He climbed easily, three limbs always locked in place while the other moved.

“Got it. I’ve been keeping mental notes of every area we’ve been through so far,” she replied.

"Good" said Skye, turning to look back at her, "Make sure to be back by midnight" he said, before continuing to scale the roof.

"Right."
Septima slid out the window and started to investigate the gardens, seeing where each portion of the path led ahead of her.

Skye soon had himself on the roof, looking out over the night sky. humming to himself he began his rooftop walk, studying the view, and noting guard positions, as well as major exits.

Septima paced through the courtyard, carefully noting every twist and turn, up until she reached the center, where a large trellis formed a dome over the paved area. There were two benches positioned parallel to one another. She kept on another branch of the path until she reached a staircase that went down.
Septima slowly started to creep down the stairwell, then she heard screams from below. She reflexively pressed her body back against the wall. However, she continued forwards, making sure to check all of her surroundings to be sure she wasn't being followed. A wooden door barred with iron stood about thirty feet away. Through that door shone dim light- just enough to illuminate the silhouettes of a few guards. It looked like their barracks, probably. She focused a little more to see what was past them, and why there might be screaming. Even further across the room was a barred iron door that led into darker stone halls. It was likely a prison. Septima turned around and started back up into the garden; she had not intended to find this and would rather that no one confront her about poking her nose where it wasn't supposed to be.

(nice twist!)
Skye sighed, wandering aimlessly on the rooftops of the castle. He made sure to be silent, and out of sight, but boy was it quiet. Soon he came to the tall west tower, sighing he began scrambling up it's walls, hoping to get a good view.

(Thanks! I figure it can either be where they're keeping a lot of magic people, or just a small prison from which magic people are transferred. We can decide that together.)
Septima picked up the pace back towards the main part of the castle. She needed to leave this courtyard.
She entered into one of the main halls and started making conversation with servants, royal advisors, and the lower-downs, but nothing they said really caught her attention. She was still preoccupied by what she may have just found.

Skye scaled, to the top of the tower. Slipping up to the singular window he peaked in seeing nothing he scaled to the roof. Once he was at the top where the flag flew, he looked down at the castle below.
Hey Septima? Find anything interesting?
(I think it would make sense if they had a lot, but only those they could have absolute control over. Like half wolves, or something similar, and that they were using them for power.)

(Yeah, works for me)
Septima kept walking.
Yeah… I guess interesting is one way of putting it… Look, they’re holding prisoners here. I walked by the dungeon on accident, and I can only assume there are magic folks being kept there.

Lovely replied Skye. We can check that out later. See what else you can find around the grounds.

That's the idea. I got out of there as fast as I could.
Septima found surprisingly little after that. These people were mostly just living their lives. It just so happened that they were trying to oppress magical people, and that wasn't part of everyday conversation, or necessarily something obvious at all.

Skye nodded to her reply, leaping off the tower and warping back to the roof. Wandring around for a few more hours he headed back to the suite they were given.

Septima had continued memorizing every turn of the palace that she could for a while, then returned to the suite, back through the window that led into the courtyard.

Skye slipped into the suites through a different window, coming out of the bedrooms shortly after Septima got back. "So, new prison for the magical?" he asked.

“A prison,” Septima said, “Probably for the magical.”
She closed the window behind her.
“I’m not sure how big it is… all I know is that there’s a staircase in a corner of the courtyard that leads down. There’s a door leading into some guard barracks, and another door through that one, leading into some sort of prison. I heard screaming… I can’t imagine what kind of torture they’re conducting down there.”

Skye sighed, "We'll have to investigate later." he said, "But right now we should both get some rest." he checked around the room again. "It'll be early rising tomorrow."