Frozen Flame|Skyheort, Talen'sul

[adris]

He took a very direct approach with his step. Cloak and dagger, leaping from rooftops and whatnot was something told in stories to children and executed by dirty thieves. The man was anything but dirty though, wearing armor that even had a special sheen to it. He stood before an audience chamber, a steady look of concentration in his eyes.

"I am looking for Twilight. I have an invitation for him to a special event. I insist handing it off personally, although I don't mind an escort."

To his sides hang several wooden sheathes that seem to be just the perfect size for a rolled up parchment, on the side of each was a name carved in it with Twilight being one of them. He has to be careful how many people he has around him though, that would cut down how much time he had to get the job done. But a couple guards is better then getting turned away at the door. Reward dosn't come without a little risk.

[Kender Bard]

Two guards nodded to one another, each coming to stand on either side of the visitor. "Very well, but we will escort you to King Twilight ourselves." The beckon for him to follow and begin marching off to the guest quarters that have become Twilight's semi-permanent chambers. "Your Majesty?"

"Come in," Twilight called out. The guards opened the door and stepped inside. Twilight was lounging on a soft, comfortable chair, one leg hanging off the armrest while he kept his cheek propped in his palm, watching the fire dance in the fireplace.

[adris]

Karol kept himself from scowling, it was best that he get close to the man before he showed open distaste to him. From his side he pulled one of the wooden carrying cases with his name etched on the side, and held it before him in both hands, outstreached towards Twilight.

"My family would like to extend to you an invitation sir, for the nobles and royals of the Talen'sul and Maelstrom area. Attendance is of your own volition, but we felt invitation was necessary."

Not shaking for an instant, he dropped to make sure he was lower then Twilight. He didn't mind belittling himself, he had not yet earned the right to stand proud and taller then his foe. Of course his plan would change that all.

[Kender Bard]

Twilight frowned slightly as he swept Karol over with his piercing, ice-blue eyes. In fluid movement, he sprang to his feet and came closer - but not yet too close. If Karol were to look up at that gaze, he would get the impression that Twilight was weighing the man's very soul. "Hmm," the King hummed. "What is the invitation to, precisely?" The King shifted from foot to foot lightly for a moment, before abruptly reaching over to a table that had a tankard of half-drank ale in it, and took a swig.

[adris]

Karol opens the casing and shows the open end to Twilight to prove that there is just a rolled up parchment within it. Then, as quickly as he opened it he placed the top back on and offered it in much the same fashion he had before.

"It is a function, no specific occasion for it. My family recognizes that relations are getting pretty shakey these days in the Kingdom area. We want to help mend relations by bringing everyone who is anyone together in a friendly gathering."

Physically one would notice that the man is very much like a soldier in form and his armor speaks the same about him. Another thing is that Karol was completely unarmed at anyone's glance. He did scowl slightly, but that could be any mix of annoyance, frustration, or just plain difficulty holding this position in his armor. His dress did speak regal though, suggesting that at least it is a possibility for his family to afford such an event.

[Kender Bard]

Twilight studied Karol for a few heartbeats more before blowing a puff of breath at a loose strand of his black bangs before extending his left hand to take the case. He didn't actually grab it, leaving it to Karol to place it in his hand.

"Well, it has been pretty damn boring around here," Twilight sighed. "At least, for anyone NOT related to the native royal family, hmm? Should be entertaining at least."

[adris]

Karol did just that, placing the carrier in Twilights hand and rising to full. He smiled when he finally felt it all right to stand up a little upon the letters delivery.

"Sir Twilight, while I am here may I ask you a favor? It has to do with the letters I am delivering, you can say no I would just like you to hear me out."

If Twilight were to pull out the letter and read it, it would contain exactally what Karol said it would. The letter was hand written and adressed to the man, and even endorsed with a family crest of... some sort. Karol waited patiently for the man's response.

[Kender Bard]

Twilight gives the man a sharp look; apparently Lya gave her people a long leash. He opened the letter and then rerolled it, sticking it back in the scroll tube. "What is it?"

[adris]

Karol grabbed a second roll from his waist and holds that in both his hands, looking at the name etched in the side thoughtfully. After a moment or two of that he looked back up to Twilight, ignoring the sharp look he just recieved.

"I have another delivery, but I have a good feeling that you will be meeting this man sooner then I will. I was wondering if you could give him a message for me."

He turns the roll so that Twilight can clearly see the name 'Taed' etched into the side. Then, without even a moments hesitation he dropped the lid and pulled out a long, almost short sword sized, knife and attempted to get an assassin's strike against Twilight with a flick of his wrist.

"Tell him hello."

[Kender Bard]

Twilight blinked - the only hesitation when he saw the name on the scroll case. He moved fast, a lifetime of reflexes ground into him for just such an occasion. Quickly he used the scroll case in his hand as a makeshift sword to parry; but the closeness of the attack made his movements awkward. All he managed to do was keep the knife from piercing his heart, but still gave a moan of pain as it cut deep into his abdomen. With an almost savage snarl, his other hand darted out to grab Karol by the neck, thumb poised to squeeze his windpipe shut.

[adris]

Karol reached up with his free hand and grabbed Twilights wrist, pinching it to keep the man's fingers from closing too tight on him. At the same time he kicked off the sandle on the foot that had his second sign on it and pressed that against his ankle, and started trying to freeze Twilight's flesh through direct contact, starting with the part of the man's upper arm so as not to not make the mistake of permenently freezing the two together. He didn't want to lose his advantage with the knife either, and pushed it in just to cause a sort of crippling amount of pain.

[Kender Bard]

Twilight gave a ragged gasp as his grip on the man's throat weakened. By then the guards had reacted, drawing their swords and driving them deep into Karol's back and side. Twilight let go and staggered back, pulling the knife out and nearly collapsing in pain alone.

"I'll fetch a healer!" one of the guards yelps, panicked while his comrade finished the job.

Twilight waved him off, trying to keep his sight focused. "I'm a.. Water.. dumbass.." He expelled all of his healing water he could conjure into the wound, sighing in bliss as the agony was lifted from him, though now he felt weak as a kitten.

A servant knocked at the door. "King Twilight, your Queen-Mother requ-" she opened the door while talking and stopped with a gasp at all the blood and the dead bodyon the floor.

Twilight just lay down right where he sat slumped. "Tell her.. I said 'Five more minutes, Mom'."