The Jester Rebellion (On Hold.)

Adam "Blademaster" Silverrune | Rebel Base

I crawled out of bed, trying not to wake up Eve. She was sleeping very soundly, so I stroked her stripes. She woke up and purred against my hand. "Good morning, Eve." I got dressed and took an inspection of my dagger. It's a surprise to my fellow rebels that I have the ability to use fire and ice with my dagger. My personal dagger was the one for the ice, while another from combat was for the fire. I never knew I could do that until I first went into combat. I left a guard dead and frostbitten from my dagger, then had another guard severely burned from the dagger I stole from the first guard. It was long before I had Eve with me and now I was known to the rebels as the Blademaster or - so I've been told - King of Daggers. The latter, although suited me, was a title I always hated because it reminded me too much of the oppression my parents were put through before they died.
All my life, I've been dirt-poor and my parents barely had enough money left in their pockets to at least put food in my belly. Taxes were too unbearable for a bladesmith mother and a mining father to keep their son and only child fed. I tried to at least be happy in front of my parents, but the oppression took its toll on me as soon as I was old enough to work. My parents tried everything to keep me fed, but because of the taxes in the mountain range that was the land of my birth, I was only fed one meal a day for life and it didn't seem fair at all. After my parents died, I vowed to end the reign of the King of Diamonds & Spades in the name of my fellow mountain people. Everything in the mines of the mountains were high in price and high quality weapons were very few because of the taxes. I sighed as I strolled through the halls. "Soon enough, the King will fall and he will understand my pain." I walked on in silence, leaving Eve in my room.

Mystique Dementia
I enter Genie's room and pull her up to her feet. "Come on you lazy sack of bones we have to go and meet with your husband, if that is what you would call him, tonight or else we'll both be getting the lash across our backs." I snicker as she pushes my hands away hiding back under her mountain of blankets, I listen to her laugh from inside of them then smile myself.
"You are right Mystique he is a lousy husband but I did it for the good of our people not like they diserve it or anything." She pops up from the middle of her blankets then jumps down beside me looking up at me with sparkling eyes like a older sibling would to an younger one.
"Come Genie can't keep that numb husband and tramp son of your's waiting for long." We turn and the maids dress her real quick and we head off to join the dinner, once there Genie lets me wander the grounds inside his castle while she dines with him. I head straight for the library walking past another guard along my way in. I don't mind her as I am obliviouse to the two men in the room as well with me, while I go straight to one of the shelves and run my fingers along the spines of the ancient books.

Blair DeVore

Blair rushed out of the library her face red hot from seeing the prince having seen her look like a fool, she stopped a few feet down the hallway when Letha came out she seemed mad. Maybe it was cause she had ditched her and ran off right after making herself look like a fool, Blair breathed deeply trying to get rid of the blushing embarassment she had on her face, but to no aveil Letha saw it anyways.

"Hey your blushing, what's wrong with you?" Letha asked.

"It's I, just, umm, I don't know how to explain it, its just I made myself look like a fool infront of the prince and all." Blair said.

Letha looked at Blair closely like she was inspecting something from a musem or art gallery, Blair looked away taking a sudden interest in her combat boots as Letha examined her.

"You like the prince don't you?" Letha finally said after a long moment.

"I do no-"

"Don't lie to me Head Soldier DeVore, its practcally written all over your face." Letha interupted Blair in a military tone.

Blair began to walk away after that, griping the books tight in her hands, "Yea so what if I do?" Blair said.

Letha Scar
"Because he bet his friend ten gold pieces he could have you in bed by the end of the month." I said softly. Blair turned around after that.
"I thought you should know and i told him you had no interest in him but obviously you do.I would hope that you will be able to see through his disguise. I know he is a prince but to me his is nothing more than a cad and a scoundrel." I said calmly.
"Letha can we just go sit down and read these we need to get back." Blair said trying to remain calm.
"No problem."

(b)Mystique Dementia(/b)
I turn my gaze to the other soldiers as they enter the room. I turn my dark red spade to them noding a greeting as they stare back at the mark probably wondering what the heck a spade was doing here. "Anything new going on lately soldiers," I ask them grabing a book from the shelf and head towards them finally spotting the prince and his friend over at the corner of the library. I swerve past the soldiers and head for them the lights casting my right side in shadows as I near them. I can see thtt their look changes when they see me coming Genie's son looking for a good girl to sleep with as usual and trying to escape the castle too. I smile at them playfully then take a seat in front of them my spade shinning for a moment as the lamp shines on it then returns to darkness. Rosarius's friend seems a bit shocked to see my spade but he obviously knows his mother is here.

Suke "The Ghost" Velo

The mornings were always the best. He could hear all the people getting ready for a new day. As he sat on a roof of the tallest building he looked upon a village and saw with his own eyes how it came to life.

Smelling the new baked bread from the baker and hearing children running around giggiling with smiles glowing like the morning sun. Even with all the hard ship kids were always able to see the good things in life.

In only minutes the streets were filled now he could make his move. He climbed down and blended in with the crowed, making his way towards the bakery just as a man walked out and handed him a bag. The exchange was so fast no one was able to see it.

Turning itno the next alleyway he climbed up and made his way over the rooftops. Not long after he arrived at his destination The Rebel Base. Going into an open window putting the bag on the table and dropping into his hammock he fell asleep after a long night.

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I don't know if this was alright but if there is some mistake I made please tell me!!

Cami Murdoch

I trudged into the rebel base in the early morning, so tired that I barely noticed the loaf of bread someone had set on the table. I had been on watch for the entire night, and I was dead tired. I set my crossbow down next to my hammock, and then went back outside to grab the deer I'd shot. I had mistaken it for a person, and taken a shot reflexively.

As I dragged the deer inside, the Blademaster walked out of his room, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. He didn't have his cat with him this time--she must have been sleeping.

"Hey, Silverrune," I said. "We've got bread for breakfast. Might actually get two meals today."

"Ooh, what a treat," Silverrune muttered. He pointed at my deer. "Where'd you get that?" he asked.

"Shot it last night," I answered. "Mistook it for a person."

"You thought that was a person?" the Blademaster chuckled.

"There were clouds, alright?" I remarked with mock indignation. "It was dark. I heard footsteps, and it didn't return my whistle call, so I shot it." I lugged it over to a corner for someone to butcher, and then flopped down in one of our rough-hewn chairs. Watch was a stressful job. We switched spots every night, to throw off would-be spies, so we never knew what kind of view we'd be getting, and with the soldiers being hell-bent on killing us...

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I jumped as a mouse - a tiny, furred, skinny-tailed mouse - scampered through the opening of the cave. A mouse. That's what I'd heard.

Another small sigh fled through my lips. I was getting more and more jumpy by the day, so much so that I was apparently mistaking vermin for people. Probably not such a good thing.

As I turned to go back further into the cave, I noticed the small crowd already gathered. Adam and Cami were already standing around the table, chatting up a storm, while Suke had passed out. Odd. Why hadn't I noticed them come in?

Stupid mouse.

Grumbling to myself, I made my way across the "room", stopping a few feet from the table. Close enough to notice, far enough to not interrupt. No disruption but not invisible either. They knew I didn't talk much, and wouldn't for the rest of the day.

Just another average day, I guess.

(Read the spoiler. Sankuu~)

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THIS BE IMPORTANT PEOPLE!
I am popping us into the next day. If someone is in the midst of something, finish and then make the transition. I know the notice is short, but that's how it's working. Ita, that's your cue~.

Lord Ibrithil

Lord Ibrithil rode out of the main keep, Ser Ivan at his side, as usual.

The inner courtyard was where the servants resided. It buzzed with merry confusion. Cooks cooked, wenches wenched, squired squired, and dogs barked. Ah, the sweet smell of activity.

Ibrithil wrinkled his nose as his stallion trotted past a pile of steaming dung. Not so sweet.

Ibrithil trotted past, to the heavy brass-and-iron gate. A dozen guards snapped to attention, operating the heavy winch mechanism to raise the gate. It made a heavy, ponderous metallic noise, which deafened even the chaos of the staff.

"Have the mechanism seen to an oiled," Ibrithil yelled into his right-hand-man's ear.

Ser Ivan acknowledged his king with a nod.

They trotted past, the watchtowers looming menacingly above them. Ibrithil's well-trained eyes immediately sought out the slits in the stone where defenders could fire arrows. This, like all the gates, was a good spot for defense: defenders were bottled in a narrow corridor, no winder than ten men abreast, and sandwiched between the first gate and the second, designed just for this purpose. Glowing runes were inscribed into the bricks. Ibrithil nodded approvingly. The runes could cancel out the ability of all others. There was only one man with this ability, and he was well paid by the King of Diamonds and Spades.

The second gate creaked open, allowing the King to catch a glimpse of the cruel spikes that protruded from under the metal. Try holding that up as your friends escape, he thought.

The second courtyard was even more crowded today. Ibrithil had ordered all guards to assemble here for a training session.

They were fighting in pairs when the King arrived. Immediately, they snapped to attention, trumpets fanfaring.

"Resume," said the King, casually. He stood on his horse, watching the guards train. The clash of steel and the occasional cry of pain filled the air.

Finally, after twenty long minutes, he summoned the commanding officer to him. The man, an older, grizzled veteran, saluted smartly.

"Sir!"

"Have the guards stand down. I wish to give a speech."

"Yessir!" He put a horn to his lips. "ATTENTION!" Ibrithil winced. "HIS MAJESTY, LORD VOLODYMIR IBRITHIL, KING OF --"

"Yes yes, skip to the bit where I deliver a speech please," said the King. The captain sagged.

Ibrithil wheeled his horse into a trot, in front of the rigid ranks of soldiers.

"Soldiers of the Diamond Kingdom! It is your sworn duty to protect your lands!" he began. "And in this case, your duty is to ensure the castle never falls. Now, I'm sure that your captain has been doing a fine job to train you in combat, but I would like to stress a few things." Clip clop, went the hooves of the horses.

"Get to know your fellow guards. Whenever you hear a voice you don't remember, or see a face you haven't noticed, blow the alarm. We always, always have each new trainee introduced to all the staff. On that note, we do not have surprise inspections. Ever. Blow the alarm if one such person claims to be doing one. Always patrol the wall in pairs of three. One of you should always have the conch horn ready to sound. There is a strict nine-o-clock curfew enforced. After nine, nobody is allowed to leave or come into the castle. Nobody. Even if you know their faces. Even if it is I. If you do recognize this person, sound the alarm twice, then wait as a commanding officer comes down for an inspection. Am I clear?"

"Yes sir!" the guards had heard this a thousand times.

The King nodded, and trotted away. The guards dispersed.

Ibrithil was almost surprised when he saw his daughter and that girl that always flitted about her. Almost, but not quite.

"Genevieve," greeted the King, coolly. "And Mystique."

"My lord."

"If you're going to go out in the city, take a few guards. And, if you see my son, bring him back here."

Ibrithil's smile was wolfish.

Mystique Dementia
"We will be fine if just me your majesty though if you wish more guards then so be it." I spit out he words forcefully then another diamond soldier joined us as we leave the crowded court and enter the stuffy streets of the day. "shall we find your brother first ,Genie, or do you want to have fun first before I start making dangerously smart moves toward him?" I ask her watching as she laughs at my remark about how I almost always nearly strike her brother when he looks at me in the way he always does towards all the pretty girls, which was something cause I never saw myself as petty compared to all the other nobal girls in the castle that he's screwed around with.

Jax | A nearby town

I strolled through the main thorough-fair of the town sporting the disguise of a young woman with olive skin and golden blond hair.

Nothing fishy seems to be going on, I should return to the castle

I got looks from many people; I think about changing form, but I decide to be lazy and forgo it until entering the castle. The guard greeted me with a smile, he'd seen this form before so he knew to let me in. I shifted when I got through the door, walking through the halls I was surprised when someone greeted me at my room...

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Right after Genie let me go solo to find her rambunctious brother who seemd to love seeing me come close to breaking the rules by nearly stricking him across the face. "Hello Jax. " I smile as he jumps to the sound of my voice in the middle of his room.
"Don't do that to me please Mystique."He gasps holding his hand to his heart then smiles laughing softly.

Paragon- Diamond Rebel
I wander around the capital near the rebel base, listening to the swirl of emotions and voices by the piers. I'd memorized the dock's schedule and was trying to figure out the best way to wreak havoc in the coming weeks. A passenger ship docked and the nervous or happy sounds coming from the people walking down the plank was too noisy for me to think striaght.
I disappear down an alley, seeking a quiet place even though I won't find one here, surrounded by people chalked full of a kaleidoscope of loud emotions just waiting to be felt by them, heard by me, and understood by someone else. I wish they'd all just feel some apathy for once, so I could think, though the audible silence of that isn't much better.
Every now and then, I glance behind my shoulder, making sure no one's following me, though why they would I don't know why. I haven't done anything illegal today. Yet.

Jax | The Castle

My heart nearly jumps from my chest as Mystique scares me from around the corner to my room. I hold my hand over my heart,

"Don't do that to me please Mystique." I say chuckling softly. She giggles,

"Out on rounds for the king again?" she says. I nod.

"Aye, he mentioned something about the possibility of rebels in the area; although I couldn't see anything worth mentioning..." I stare at the walls.

"Oh Jax, you work too much." She pats my shoulder, looking me in the eye.

Now that I had thought about it, I hadn't taken a personal day in quite a while. But with the kingdom in ruins and on the verge of rebellion, I couldn't find the time. I laugh,

"I'll find some time." I smile, she smiles too.

I open my door and there is a note on my desk, I run quick to look at it.

Come see me as soon as possible...

Lord Ibrithil

I look to Mystique, showing her the note smiling like an idiot.

"The king wishes to see you." she laughs.

"I must be going then, farewell and may I grace your presence again soon." I wave and begin on my way to the visit the king.