-PHOENIX COURT 3-
Roleplay from Aviendha DarkWing
Trudging through the muddy streets of Bescanon, the rain now pelting down, Aviendha eagerly reached the steps of the Temple of the Triumvirate. With all of the travelling her and her men and done over the last few weeks, some well-deserved rest and warmth was at hand. Aviendha’s newly found but fiercly loyal Captain, Flavilla gave the order for the men to be at ease, as the two women made their way up the steps.
Aviendha felt her chest tighten as she quickly ran up the steps of the mighty Temple and passed through the bustling entrance. Although she was not naturally an imposing figure, as she pulled back the hood of her cloak to reveal a waste length tight braid of fire red hair, it was hard not to catch some attention. And her golden flecked green eyes flashed at Flavilla with excitement as she stepped towards the Hall of Elysian.
But all of that thrill drained from her slight face before she reached the hall, and her hand reflexively reached for the pommel of her sword. The sounds of steel clashing and boots scraping the stone floor emanated out of the hall. Aviendha pushed through the crowd that had formed, but just as she reached the front, silence echoed…
The Chief Justice and Knight Godric Torrarin could be seen lying on the floor of the hall in a pool of blood, with the Duke of Blades, Andross Blint, breathless and standing above him. Swiftly Godric was being attended to.
Aviendha held her hand on her blade, sheathed presently, but prepared to follow the Lady Selenia’s next move. Her eyes were locked on Selenia who remained standing across the hall, her face unreadable.
Aviendha’s head spun at the sudden conflict that had taken place in what was meant to be an opportunity for peace and unity….
