1875-02-21: Arcadian Rage
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Summary: A blind, deaf, Comotose, lobotomy patient can feel her anger!
Date: Feb 1875
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NPCs: Antony d'Merculone, Sylvia d'Figgi, 'Betty'
Players:
Mercy  

Anger, anger and loss is what she feels as she sits on her war room with her remaining vassals. Mercy, with so much on her plate, is about to turn into the greatest foe anyone has ever seen.

Baron Antony d'Merculone and Baroness Sylvia d'Figgi constantly argue about what happened, though are silenced with a fist that slams down on the table. "THEY KILLED HER! No trial, and without even as much as a message to me… This… Farce as gone on long enough!" Mercy says as she stands and paces back and fourth, moving to the window. "You both and your families are to remain in new Kashmir, guards will be posted, the highbridge will be heavily guarded, no one gets in or out of the plaice without us knowing. I want stewards in your lands, I want them guarded, I want measures taken to have us alerted the MOMENT those evil so called 'men of god' show their faces. They are evil, and are using the one fathers name to push their own agenda, I wouldn't be surprised if that monster teleko is behind this." She says turning to her vassals. "They killed a woman that was more of a mother to me than my own mother… Her children were slaughtered." She says with a sigh. "But lucky for us.. Her eldest granddaughter survived, she will be here, under guard. I'm sending Antina to four corners as well, you might want to send your heirs as well, they will be safe there, until this boils over."

With that she dismisses the group, they have their orders, and their quarters within the palace to keep to, as she walks into a passage and down to the dungeons under her palace. Walking to a secluded cell she looks in. "You were right… I do hope your secret passage is still good, I need you to curry a letter for me." She says to the masked figure sitting in the cell. "Of course Mother, your will be done…"

"Thankyou Betty…"


A year ago…

"I have one chance to get you out of this, do exactly as I say and make sure that no one knows who you are… 'You' will be executed, but after that you will be my black hand."

"I understand, thankyou mother, your will be done."

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