Castles Vampiria, Fright, and Hope

[Dr. Strange]

Her fingers clenched, drawing blood as she hissed unpleasantly. "*&^% you reptile, *&^% you." She muttered, sneaking down the hill to investigate what treasures the castle ruins held for her pack.

[Goblin Cat 😸]

Nyx sat in the library, a dragonscript book in hand, reading. She had heard some shuffling; and it broke her from her thoughts. Looking around, she saw a raptor pass, on his way for something perhaps. She had only plucked that he was seeking something from his body language and thoughts. He was anxiuous to get whatever it was. Curious, she sat the book down and followed silently. She watched as he smashed a case, and took something from it.. A tome maybe...? She wasn't sure, she was unable to get a good glance at it. As she took another step, the chains on her cuffs clanked on the floor.

[XXxMaximuMXXx]

she raced around the castle, keepin pace behind broken, but also keepig to the shadows"nwearlly there "she whispered

[Arke]

A figure stands on a balcony on the upper floor of the Great Library, the stone almost crumbling under even his light frame. His eyes are affixed to the raptor as a hand reaches into his robe. Surely he would like nothing more than to look through the knowledge of the ages until he keeled over and died. That would make his job easier, at least. He extended and retracted the claws of his left paw as he clutches a dagger in his right. His aim would have to be perfect, but he trained for perfection. His good eye narrowed to a slit and he held his breath.

The dagger whipped through the air, shattering one of the rotting bookshelves into so much rotting tinder. His distraction set, he jumps from the balcony, hitting the floor and rolling under a table not thirty feet from the raptor. Not bad, considering the short time he had been given to prepare. He would have liked to scout the area beforehand, get a feel for the entrances and exits, but he was not one to argue. Truly, in his profession, work was it's own reward, and danger just made work more rewarding. Slowly, with a stealth only his kind was capable of, he drew closer under the cover of the rotting tables, careful not to touch them and send them falling onto himself.

He made note of the glowing book as he drew nearer, always in the shadows or behind something, his motions slow and meticulous. The stone floor was cold under his pads, even through the cloth he had wrapped them in. He reached into his robes once more, not drawing a dagger but his short-sword, the edge honed to an almost frightening sharpness. And in his hands? There were few more frightening things than he in this castle.

[XXxMaximuMXXx]

wonders over to something that was glowing she could tell it was a book but was still interested.she hadnt seen anyoe and was wondering if she was thenonly living being here then reached out for ti whilst looking around

[knightfighter]

Crimson Fury sat there rubbing his chin in thought after he finished listening to the cub's story. "So far all I have really gathered from your story, and correct me if I am wrong since it sounded a little patchy was that Castle Fright was the one who started this whole battle between the other two castles, and Hope fell then castle Vampiria. Also there is according to the legend there is an heir that is to return to each castle. Even if this is all true, which some of it I may question, and if I am the heir of Vampiria I still do not get why they would want me to return to this ruined old place. What is suspected of the heirs to do when they return?"

[Goblin Cat 😸]

She felt another presence, it was shifty and moved quickly as if it were hiding from something. Her dark coloring kept her hidden in the shadows, so she supposed that she had not been seen yet, though she knew she had been heard. Damn chains, she thought to herself. With her wings pressed to her back, she bent down to inspect beneath the tables. Whatever it was, it had been there; a residue of its aurora still evident... She shifted her glance around the room looking for the creature; she could not read its emotions as openly as the raptor's and it worried her. Nyx caught a slight glimmer as a pale moon beam refracted off of a blade being drawn; it was not until then she realized what the thing was bent on doing. It eyed the raptor and the tome it held within its claws. Stealthily, she snuck up on the figure, grabbing the blade with her tail and knocking him to the ground... Her claws were firmly planted on its shoulders as she looked down into its face; a feline face, and telepathically asked, And just what were you planning to do with this?

[Dr. Strange]

"I'd think the first would be to return the castles to their original states and figure out what happened exactly to cause the downfall of all three. If Fright was the starter, why did it fall as well?" He looked around and snorted as a bee flew past his nose. "In broad daylight, I'm slinking around stupid castle ruins. What's wrong with me?" He berated himself, annoyed.

As the panther was browsing, she felt someone watching her. She ingored the feeling, glancing around from time to time to asses what other riches were still around. "It amazes me sometimes how dumb looters can be." She grumbled, flashing her fangs in a twisted smile.

(Who'd you grab, Attica?)

[Arke]

((That'd be me))

He was silent, but his mind was filled with curses in at least three tongues. He was supposed to be the one sneaking, and here he was with anothers claws uncomfortably close. He was tempted, ever so tempted to jam his blade into the interloper and tear the raptor to ribbons with his bare claws, but whoever was pinning him would obviously be two steps ahead of him, given their obvious psychic abilities. What business is it of yours? Leave me to my task. How did he not hear her? He knew, of course, how he got when he was focused on his target, and how he tended to overlook such obvious signs, but chains dragging on the floor? He would not be particularly astounded if the raptor used whatever enchantment that book held to kill the both of them on the spot. Gods knew how he would react to the dagger, which had flown quite close to his head.

[Somebody]

He stopped, hearing chains rattle in the room. Quickly he suffed the anchient tome into his pack and sniffed the air. Two scentslinger upon the old, dusty air of the old library. He doused the flame and krpt through the library, table by table till he saw a chain rustling on the floor. He looked curiously upon it, swerving like a snake telling of the tale of conflict. He growled and tossed up the table baring his teeth at the two invaders. One lie under the other holding dagger and the other shackled in chains. "Assassin!" he yelled as pulled the chained one off him and tosses her aside.

 He grabbed the assassin, grabbing the dagger and tossing it aside before grabbing him around the neck and hoisting him into the air. "What businesss do you have with me? Who ssent you? Know that I'll die before I give up the tome of this castle." he said angrily. What had been a peaceful exploration seemed to have turned more deadly. While he was a skilled melee combatant he didn't like to fight unless he had to, but clearly the assassin had plans otherwise.

[Arke]

He laughs, his hood falling and exposing his face. "She speaks your tongue," he says, his accent as clear as his amusement. "If you know me for what I am, you should know any worthy assassin never asks why. All I know is that you have been marked for death, and that killing me will do nothing to save you." He smiles, baring his teeth to show one fang broken in half, his left eye gleaming like glass despite being just as much a part of him as his tail. "You should also know I could have killed you easily with the dagger that destroyed that bookshelf behind you, but what fun is that, eh?" He laughed outright, a sound that showed his true nature, before taking a dagger in each hand and throwing them for the raptors feet with all his might.

[Somebody]

He winces a bit as the daggers hit his feet and tightens his grip on the assassin's neck. He smiles a bit despite the blood leaking from his taloned feet. "What kind of fool leaves a raptor alive when he meanss to kill him. I may be marked so I guess I'll just have to kill you and wait for the next would be killer to try their hand" He was determined to make his discovery, he worked hard for a long time to get this far and nobody was gonna stand in his way.

He angrily jabbed the assassin in the chest with his sharp claws, like lightning he repeatedly slashed the assassin before slamming him to the ground. Quickly he reached down and pulled the draggers from his feet, giving off a roar. He then went after him with his very own daggers.

[Dr. Strange]

Coming upon them, the panther snarled and threw herself at the raptor. "What the %#@@ is your problem?" She snarled, dusting herself off. Her black tail whipped back and forth.

[Somebody]

He rises his hand to strike just as he gets hits from behind by a large animal, causing him to loose balance and crash into a old table. Dust flew up into the air and bugs scuttled from the wreckage. The room itself played protest giving off creaks and groans. He shook his head. "Accomplice?" he growled struggling to remove the powerful cat

[Arke]

He takes this opportunity to slink back into the shadows, losing himself in the winding corridors. 'If i'd ever needed a Deus Ex Machina...' he thought, almost humorously. In all truth, this interloper could not have arrived at a better time, and he already liked her much more than the first. Oh, he would end them both next time, even if he did have to put a dagger into their necks from the shadows. This wasn't about fun anymore. This was revenge.

But first, he had wounds to nurse.