Truth and Falsehood

[Ikuar]

Amoneha opened her eyes slowly as the doors opened, the room... lit with several candles and a small skylight in the ceiling, was rather intimidating to say the least. She sat on her knees before a small table and on a silk pillow. The whole place was decorated to her delight and she smiled at the man entering the room.

"Have a seat." She'd been summoned, only when she was summoned, prisoners were brought to her instead of her leaving the room. Her skin was pale in color and her eyes were a sparkling jade while her hair was also rather stunning, very long and thick with waves that looked almost like ink. Taking a closer look, you could see white blond streaks at the front of her bangs, which curled and played at her shoulders. Every time she moved she jingled, her ankles were adorned in gorgeous bangles that couldn't have been cheap as well as her arms and on her head was a crimson gem, hanging off a chain made of pink gold. Already her brows were furrowed and she leaned against the table, observing the man who had a horrible aura about him.

"I thought you'd be male, they called you Amon."

"You'll wish you hadn't said that soon." She huffed. "You aren't from here."

"You can know that but you can't tell me where I'm from?"

Amoneha glared at him seriously this time, she was reading him like a book and her eyes turned an eerie red.

[Jayrin]

Adder stood behind the man and rolled his eyes some. He didn't really want to be there, but the man was more annoying than Amon. He was pretty excited about getting to watch her tear him down though... Amon was good at that, and it never ceased to entertain him when she would turn proud men into crying babies. She glared at him and he grinned big... though it was more mischievous than sincere. He tilted his head some and mouthed as the man spoke acting as though he were proud, and full of himself. He thoroughly enjoyed making fun of the prisoners as they were interrogated by Amon... they never could see him either. >w<

[Ikuar]

Amoneha wanted to glare at Adder but she was too busy staring down the wizard after asking him a long list of questions, her eyes were still very red. "You're lying."

That was all it took to make the wizard angry, he'd apparently convinced himself that he was hidden well enough from her gaze but he wasn't. He snapped up and suddenly Amoneha was gasping for air, clutching at her chest and her neck.

"You'll take that back!"

"Ad-" She couldn't speak. Her eyes rolled up and she continued to gasp until her body fell limp, eyes closed. Her body hit the floor with a thud and the Wizard ran around the table and scooped her up. A little blood dripped from the corner of her mouth, mixing with the color of her red lipstick.

"FOOLS!" He shouted, "Try and contain me! I'll murder you next!"

[Jayrin]

Adder's eyes were wide and he reached for his sword, but the wizard held his hand menacingly over Amon's head. "I will kill her if you try, then you will be blamed for her death!"

Adder frowned and released his grip from the sword at his hip. "Give her ba-"

"HA! IDIOT!" The wizard exclaimed and before he could even react, Adder found himself pinned against the wall and unable to move.

"Y-You will... pay for this!" He wheezed, the magic pinning him to the wall felt like it was crushing his chest.

[Ikuar]

"No, I'm sure I will receive a handsome sum for this." The wizard shoved him harder and then a large portal appeared behind him, "Thank for the pretty lady! She'll come in handy!"

The room was almost in disarray, there was blood on the floor and the portal didn't go away very quickly. It was large and shrinking, it was almost as if the wizard was toying with Adder.

[Jayrin]

Adder frowned and struggled against the magic bonding to him. He began to take many different shapes of other people, hoping that the spell was only set to hold his form, but it didn't matter. "I-I'll kill you for this!!" He exclaimed, glaring menacingly at the portal. "I'll kill you myself!!"

[Ikuar]

Finally the portal closed and disappeared, all that was left was a gem that looked ominous. The king, who was still rather young, ran in and gaped the mess, "WHAT HAPPENED?! Where is Amon?!"

[Jayrin]

Adder was on the floor, gasping for air. "Th-The medicine, the potion didn't work. It caught..." He paused a moment to breathe. "Amon and I by surprise. She seemed dead, but I don't think he killed her... he mentioned selling her for a price. No one wants a dead Seer." He felt his neck and frowned. "I am sorry, my Lord. I have failed you."

[Ikuar]

The king, Steven, frowned deeply, "You tried... you will not be punished since she's still alive. I request your assistance tracking her down!" There were several guards listening and he turned to face them, "You, search the castle, she may not be here but I want to be certain that we look in every nook and cranny!!"

[Jayrin]

Adder struggled to his feet and frowned. "Y-Yes my Lord. What would you have me do?" He wiped a bit of blood from the side of his mouth where he'd bitten his tongue.

[Ikuar]

"The crimson gem she wears is... flashy, but it also can tell us where she's at and if she's still alive." Steven said and then laid what looked like a simple rock in his hand, "This will get warmer as he you get closer to her... it also hums."

Some of the guards snickered and the king glared. Immediately the got quiet and stood perfectly straight.

"Please... find her."

[Jayrin]

Adder immediately then took the shape of an old man, kind of short and craggy. "Y-Yess my L-Looord." Adder smirked and glanced at the guards who all seemed to be a bit shaken and unnerved by his transformations. They seemed to never grow accustomed to it. He stumbled to the window of her room, then jumped out. He always did say it was faster that way. He would easily find her... the woman didn't exactly look discrete.

[Ikuar]

Steven stared blankly and then looked behind him, "Why aren't you searching yet?! Get to it now!"

~*~

Amoneha's eyes fluttered open and she tried to adjust to the bright light coming from the windows. She was in a room, dank and disgusting for her taste. She gasped when a few bugs crawled by her hand and she felt nauseous, the food sitting at the door smelled awful. Amoneha had to pretend she wasn't disgusted but when she saw a guard she stood and staggered to him before falling flat on her face, the chain around her ankle held her back.

[Jayrin]

The guard outside her cell turned and frowned to her. "Are you awake now, Seer?" He seemed irritated with his posting. "You must eat your dinner, else you will become sick. You may relieve yourself in that corner over there."

[Ikuar]

Amoneha glared at him deeply and then suddenly she smirked, "You're ashamed aren't you? What is it you are ashamed of? Perhaps I should tell your wife?" She didn't want to argue with him about his disgusting suggestion.

[Jayrin]

A heated flush ran across the guard's face and he frowned. "I'm not married! She's the one who-" He gulped then and glanced away from her. She was eerily spot on. "You won't get anything more out of me."

[Ikuar]

"Then you will bring me the means of relieving myself properly and will not tell me where to go ever again! Also, I refuse to eat this garbage!" Amoneha glared at him, "Or I will tell of your affairs, you know the laws."

[Jayrin]

The guard seemed more than a bit flustered at her words. "Y-You!" He frowned deeply. "I will send for a bucket... but the food must stay. I have no power over that."

[Ikuar]

"Much better!" Amoneha sat back down and winced, her ankle was bleeding terribly and she worried it would get infected. She wished she'd noticed that sooner.

[Jayrin]

Adder waited outside the castle doors, now in the form of one of the guards. He'd tied the man up and tossed him in what seemed to be a forgotten cellar. He hoped no one used it anymore. He waited until someone who looked to be of high standing stepped outside, then he looked to his fellow guard. "I know I shouldn't have, but I drank a bit too much before my shift started... I gotta pee. Cover for me." The other guard nodded and Adder mosied about until he was hidden behind the bushes. Then, he waited until the person with very fancy clothes came around the corner and... he pulled the man into the bushes, silenced him, then took his clothes and tossed him in the cellar... along with the guard's clothes. Then Adder took his shape and grinned to the man and thanked him before closing the cellar door and walking right back to the castle. The one guard by the doors tilted his head and frowned.

"High Priest Falknor?" The guard seemed surprised he was coming back.

"Yes, I left my torture devices and other such things inside. Let me in or I'll have you thrown in the dungeon!" Adder replied, trying to sound tough.

"A-Ah, y-yes sir!" The doors then swung open, allowing Adder easy passage.

[Ikuar]

Amoneha was so relieved to have a bucket, as hideous as it was she would use it anyway. "Hmph... this is good enough, I suppose."

[Jayrin]

"H-High Priest!" A guard stopped Adder, his eyes wide. "I was afraid I may have missed you! The king requests your immediate presence! Also, you forgot your bag of torture devices." He held out a large leather bag and Adder tried to conceal his surprise.

"Ah, why thank you guard. I will reward you by not using these on you. Also, escort me to the king."

"S-Sir?"

"I think you have forgotten what is in my bag here." Adder jingled the contents ominously.

"Yes, High Priest! I will take you! Follow me!"

[Ikuar]

Amoneha stared at the empty bucket wearily, the more she thought about relieving herself in it, the grosser she felt.

The guard began to lead the priest along the corridors, he tried not to say what he was thinking about how strange the priest was. Most priests in other kingdoms didn't enjoy torture devices. "Right through this door..." The guard opened it and stood aside for Falknor.

[Jayrin]

Adder stepped proudly into the King's court and smiled, bowing a slight. "You called for me, my king?"

[Ikuar]

"Yes... I need you to go speak to my new seer. Make her talk." The king was really blank sounding and his expression was uncaring. "She's rather feisty."

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