[EM Event] Blackrock Prisms Summon Mysterious Woman
Last evening, Royal Spymaster Magnus Grey summoned the Royal Spies in order to continue working with Damion the Necromancer on the issue concerning the blackrock prism. For the safety of Britain, King Blackthorn ordered the experiment be conducted in the nearby graveyard to prevent any unexpected and undue casualties. Meeting with Damion in the graveyard, the Spies were quickly greeted by his usual “cheerful” countenance. “I can’t work under these conditions,” Damion spouted off to the nearby spies. He then revealed, “This prism isn’t the right shape.” With a little prompting from the nearby Spies, Damion suggested heading to a jeweler at Britain’s own A Girl’s Best Friend, and Martyna Z’muir, one of the Assistant Royal Spymasters, picked up the blackrock prism and headed off to do just that.
Upon arrival, Z’muir and the remainder of the Royal Spies herded into the east Britain jewelery shop, but were quickly asked outside by Jeremey the Jeweler, who was most certainly finding it difficult to breathe with so many people suddenly inside. Z’muir revealed that the prism needed to be cut, and while surprised, Jeremy did not seem to be beyond the task. “May I ask what it is for?” Jeremy inquired. “Um… It’s something special,” was Z’muir’s response. Several others had various answers, but Jeremy seemed satisfied as he inspected the prism further. “This piece hasn’t been cut,” he noted, “Like it was a single crystal.” Looking it over carefully, Jeremy agreed that he could make it into a perfect diamond shape, but asked for the sum of 5,000 gold coins to cover his time and expenses in doing so. Several of the Royal Spies rushed off to return and pay him — likely paying him more than he had asked for. Once paid, he instructed the Royal Spies to give him a half-hour to complete the work.
Returning to Damion, the Royal Spies informed him that the piece was being worked on. “I guess we should do the other missing piece then,” Damion announced, and then revealed that he needed a book from a dead person of “great power” that had conveniently left a book that would have instructions on “transfering world-shaking magics around.” This required a journey into the bowels of Malas’s dungeon Doom. Wading through the usual habitants of the vile place, Damion and the Spies worked their way to the southwest corner of Doom, passing through unusual guardians that seemed to indicate the group was nearing the tomb of the powerful mage, Unthar. Once the Tomb of Unthar was secured, Damion removed the lid from the sarcophagus. Unthar, now a lich, asked, “Who dares trspass in my tomb?” but quickly caught sight of Damion and called out, “Traitor!” While the Spies were quick to dispatch Unthar, Damion warned they should quickly leave, as Unthar would mend himself in short time. Tome in hand, Damion and the Spies returned to Britain, there, Damion sending the Spies back to collect the prism.
Martyna Z’muir led the charge back to A Girl’s Best Friend, where a rather angry jeweler awaited them. “How dare you use me for your king’s foul magic!” Jeremy the Jeweler cried out. “The king’s blackrock prisms. Everyone must have heard about them but me. Another trick by ‘king’ Blackthorn.” Though some gathered tried to diffuse the situation, others served to press the issue, and Jeremy finally yelled, “We won’t allow Britannia to fall into Chaos!” Members of the Bastion of Light then appeared and a skirmish quickly broke outside of the jewelers. Once dispatched, Damion showed up, and was immediately accused of setting the Spies up for a fall. “I want an apology,” Damion demanded. Entering the jeweler’s, the prism was found by Damion, who, giving up on an apology, said, “I don’t like you. You don’t like me. But we need to finish this stupid ritual so we can be apart.”
Returning to Britain’s graveyard, the ritual involving the prisms finally began, with Damion and some of the braver Royal Spies chanting, “Vas Ex Por Ort In Ylem Por.” Swirling vortices of unleashed void energy ripped through the area, interrupting the casting of the spell, but again, the Royal Spies held fast. Another casting of the spell, more void energies, and then a gigantic explosion wrapped up the ritual, a gate appearing in the center of the blackrock pieces, and there, standing, looking quite shocked, stood a myserious woman who regained her bearings, and then immediately fled. Clad in chain and plate armors, donning a violet cloak, no more was seen of her as the Royal Spies lost her in a frantic chase throughout the graveyard. When asked who she was, Damion responded, “I don’t know… but she isn’t from here,” but as the Royal Spies were chasing her, he cast a spell to dispel the gate through which she had come.
Lord Blackthorn appeared shortly after, and gathered the pieces of the blackrock prisms, asking the Royal Spies to escort him and the pieces back to the hidden vault. “I will look into these prisms more,” Blackthorn announced as the pieces were again secure, “and the stranger who entered Britannia.” King Blackthorn then returned the Spies to their normal duties, asking them to report in to the Royal Spymaster.
The debriefing wrapped up the eve’s mission with the assembled spies reporting on what had transpired throughout the night. Before dismissal, Lady Sarah Paumera had an announcement of her own to make: On Saturday at 8:00pm CST, Lady Louisa Clark will lead the annual celebration of the journey of the great explorer, Brialla of the Seven Tears. Meet in front of Empath Abbey and be sure to wear a monk robe. You can purchase a monk’s robe for a nominal sum from the monks at the Yew Winery. At the end of the walk, anyone who would like to may read a story they have written. The best stories will be placed in the Award Hall.
The Royal Spies meet on most Tuesdays at 8:00 PM (Central) beneath the Britain Counselors Hall in West Britain (near the bridge leading to King Blackthorn’s Castle). Everyone is invited to attend these events. The next meeting of the Royal Spies will be on 29 January 2013 at 8:00 PM (Central).