The Second Seal Jun 3, 2018 9:34:46 GMT -7
Post by Ichabod Afof on Jun 3, 2018 9:34:46 GMT -7
The moment he felt the second seal break was a glorious one. It felt like the perfect meal, or the way his knife sunk into flesh. It smelled like the copper of blood and the deep musk of fear.
Ichabod did not know if he could sense it because he had broken the first seal, or if it was because his Mother's power had thrummed within him in response to the success. Whatever the reason, he knew that the key had been turned. The door was unlocked now, though still sealed, and it was likely that creatures such as him would become more prevalent in the plane of mortals - and soon.
As he travelled from Aurcaele to Malscure, Ichabod had told those aboard his ship of the miraculous things he knew about Pelagia Xista. Many had heard the recent announcements regarding Atton, but few believed them at face value. At least until they arrived in Malscure, and heard more news. Markus Woodrow had joined her cause. Now Fiamont had rallied behind it. It was so easy for them, then, to tell others what he had told them. Pelagia Xista, a new hand of Ayniea; Queen Fabelle - a selfish fraud.
Word could travel quickly when it started from a skyport, and now this thread of mortal making would forever tarnish history. The tide, for both Fabelle and Xista, had turned.
"All hail Pelagia Xista, hero of Aurcaele and the Attonian people," He had told them, and repeated to himself now with a dark chuckle. The chaos and evil she would reign excited him more, of course, he would be keeping a good eye on her actions from here... But at least his Mother was so very pleased. Two seals had been broken, which left only ten more...
Now, Ichabod had an assassin to meet.