In The Dead of the Night
At around three in the morning, Solona Amell stumbles her way out of the Hanged Man. Maker knows she's been spending far too much of her time there lately. It wasn't her fault there has been a sudden influx of new, interesting people to meet and catch up with. She could safely say that for the first time in weeks that she's never been happier in a very long time. Her new friends served as excellent distractions to her usual problems and she found it easier to get her work done because of it. (Mostly so she'd have the rest of the night off to follow to the Hanged Man. Maker, help her liver.) Content and at peace at the pace her life started taking, she hums a small tune as she sways her way into Hightown.
Sadly, her euphoria is short-lived. An icy cold, sharp object presses against her throat right as a firm grip takes her around the chest, pinning her arms against her body. Fuming at the gall of this stranger who tried to attack her, she gathers her mana for a Mind Blast to knock him straight to Darktown but is interrupted by a sharp pain that hits her leg. Immediately she feels the mana draining from her body. Dammit! Magebane!
"The Warden-Commander," the figure snarls tauntingly, "so far away from her Keep and alone at night." Solona shuts her eyes, trying her best to keep her calm. If she was going to die here tonight, she might as well do it with at least some dignity.
Sadly, her euphoria is short-lived. An icy cold, sharp object presses against her throat right as a firm grip takes her around the chest, pinning her arms against her body. Fuming at the gall of this stranger who tried to attack her, she gathers her mana for a Mind Blast to knock him straight to Darktown but is interrupted by a sharp pain that hits her leg. Immediately she feels the mana draining from her body. Dammit! Magebane!
"The Warden-Commander," the figure snarls tauntingly, "so far away from her Keep and alone at night." Solona shuts her eyes, trying her best to keep her calm. If she was going to die here tonight, she might as well do it with at least some dignity.