Testament|Rivenway, Ronduin

[adris]

A woman carrying a letter looked for the one called Ace. After asking around the city she found where he usually is during the day and is asking for an audience. She is covered with the robes and accessories that point out she is a priestess of Efil

The letter in her hand details the plan of Michelle to make thier first move against the Taed temple located in Ronduin. She was requesting permission to move the forces in without Ronduin's involvment, and the ability to do what they were there for as long as they keep the incident isolated. Also detailed are the events that led up to the decleration of a Crusade, albeit slightly biased, all the major events were accurate.

[Kender Bard]

Ace allowed the woman in, and graciously bid her to sit as he took the message and read it over. After a while, he cursed quietly and set it on his desk, then started to pace, slowly, back and forth.

"Lady Michelle puts me in a difficult position," Ace professed. "Mother Cascata is currently in Talen'sul, meeting with the King and Queen in celebration of their daughter's birth." He ran fingers through his hair as he thought and debated. "How much time do I have to render a decision?"

[adris]

The girl sunk into her chair, frightened of both getting bad news and upsetting the man. It was hard for her to put her thoughts together for a response.

"The armies are ready to sail into your docks good sir. We want the decision quickly so we can catch them before they can prepare a full resistance."

[Kender Bard]

Ace sighed heavily and ran a hand over his face, pacing again. "Damnation. What would Cascata do..." Whatever was best for her citizens, probably. "And if we refuse, what will happen?"

[adris]

The woman looks slightly confused at the man. Maybe she was giving off an unhealthy warlike vibe. Maybe that is just what the times of the day make most men into.

"Well, we aren't Taed sir. With sufficient safety measure in store we would just go to the next place. We would want a promise of your silence, and probably some collateral to make sure you don't get our target up in arms too soon... We won't hurt the innocent, but we beg you, allow us to punish those that are not. We just need to make a soft strike, then we will leave the city. The actual details of the strike I havn't been briefed on."

[Kender Bard]

Ace shook his head, folded the message, and handed it back to her. "I'm sorry, m'lady, but the priests of Taed in Ronduin are as much citizens as the priests of Efil. I won't let Acoia harm Ronduin citizens while I'm in command."

[adris]

The priestess stood up and took the letter back into her hand. She crumpled it up in her hand, but only in one direction so it could still be unfolded and read later. She turned around and began to let herself out, saying one last thing before we go.

"Helpful advice then sir Ace. Repent now, because every life lost in this war started by Taed, due to a priest coming out of your city will be blood on your hands. Repent, so that if we fail you can still achieve bliss after Taed priests murder your leadership because 'it was thier time.'"

She didn't give him time to respond, she just marched out the door. She had one last letter to deliver in the city just in case failure came about. She had to give the signal so that the temple of Efil already located in Ronduin knew to move, and so that the templars that snuck in individually would have to employ plan B.

[adris]

Several nights later, as the forces of Efil march off the shores of the Great river, there is a small stir outside the Taed temple doors. At first it seems as a gathering for some sort of protest by some life loving people of the city, dancing around a bonfire and shouting random curses. This all changed when out from beneith the robes of several of them they produced a bottle of alcohol. After sticking a small cloth into the nozzle and setting it aflame, they hurled the bottles at the temple, which exploded into a small splash area of flame which quickly gathered force and ferocity.

Off to the side there were four or five members who rushed up to the steps of the temple after the flame picked up enough heat to be deadly and dificult to put out by even the waters. From the swords they produced from thier sheathes it was obvious that these were trained templars, their job was to cut down anyone fleeing from the burning holy house.