The ground quivered as more than 200 rogues shouted and stamped their
agreement.
"Let the plan begin."
200 rogues filed out of the cavern just then, Shila with them. The streets were deserted, not a soul was in sight. No one was going to risk being in the way of these rogues. Together they stormed to the upper city, it's splendor dazzling them for a second before they split. A group lit fires all over the city, nobles and merchants alike. Sleep guards fought to stand up as they're last nights drugged tea took affect. One by one they fell into a deep slumber. No one was going to save the upper city now.
The others lead by Shila, kept going until they reached the palace. The palace was the most splendid and wealthy place in the entire realm. Torrents and towers rose around the main frame. The wall guarding it was over 30 feet. That didn't stop them. The guards on duty had been drugged and a side door opened for them. Creeping into the sleeping palace they crept until they were in the gardens. Covered by the plants, they started to shoot fire arrows that exploded once it made contact with anything. The castle walls shook with the impacts. Servants, guards and soldiers rushed out and that's when Shila got moving.
Mixing with the guards she reached the Royal Princes' room. Rogues had already gotten in here; the prince was already fighting 5 with his magic, while his guards fought one each.
Just one knife and he's down, she thought. With her poison tipped knife posed to strike, she crept closer. That's when he turned. Her eyes widened as she realized it was the boy from before, the one at the waterfall.
She couldn't do it.
Sure, she had killed before, but never had she killed someone she had known before. Biting her lip she thought, they'll blow the palace up in pieces soon.
Then it hit her; she wouldn't be able to get out anyway. They had never planned on what would happen to the rogues still trapped in the place when they were going to shoot Darkfire, balls of jelly that could take a place down in seconds.
A voice inside of her told her get the prince away from here.
"This is what I've come down to now." She said with a sigh. "Listening to voices in my head."
Throwing her knife down she grabbed the princes' arm.
"Follow me!" she shouted above the roar of the palace guards' fight.
Still gripping his arm, she raced out of the palace as anyone before her was swept away in a gust of wind. They kept running until they came to the eastern wall of the palace, a cliff. Without thinking, she jumping as the prince screamed, landing with a roll she dragged him inside a cave as balls of Darkfire rained down from above. Glancing around, she realized the prince was unconscious. His arm was bleeding profusely and his leg looked broken.
Ripping up her shirt she bound his arm used her magic to heal the bone in his leg. Now shaking with using up too much of her magic, she curled up and slept.
"Let the plan begin."
200 rogues filed out of the cavern just then, Shila with them. The streets were deserted, not a soul was in sight. No one was going to risk being in the way of these rogues. Together they stormed to the upper city, it's splendor dazzling them for a second before they split. A group lit fires all over the city, nobles and merchants alike. Sleep guards fought to stand up as they're last nights drugged tea took affect. One by one they fell into a deep slumber. No one was going to save the upper city now.
The others lead by Shila, kept going until they reached the palace. The palace was the most splendid and wealthy place in the entire realm. Torrents and towers rose around the main frame. The wall guarding it was over 30 feet. That didn't stop them. The guards on duty had been drugged and a side door opened for them. Creeping into the sleeping palace they crept until they were in the gardens. Covered by the plants, they started to shoot fire arrows that exploded once it made contact with anything. The castle walls shook with the impacts. Servants, guards and soldiers rushed out and that's when Shila got moving.
Mixing with the guards she reached the Royal Princes' room. Rogues had already gotten in here; the prince was already fighting 5 with his magic, while his guards fought one each.
Just one knife and he's down, she thought. With her poison tipped knife posed to strike, she crept closer. That's when he turned. Her eyes widened as she realized it was the boy from before, the one at the waterfall.
She couldn't do it.
Sure, she had killed before, but never had she killed someone she had known before. Biting her lip she thought, they'll blow the palace up in pieces soon.
Then it hit her; she wouldn't be able to get out anyway. They had never planned on what would happen to the rogues still trapped in the place when they were going to shoot Darkfire, balls of jelly that could take a place down in seconds.
A voice inside of her told her get the prince away from here.
"This is what I've come down to now." She said with a sigh. "Listening to voices in my head."
Throwing her knife down she grabbed the princes' arm.
"Follow me!" she shouted above the roar of the palace guards' fight.
Still gripping his arm, she raced out of the palace as anyone before her was swept away in a gust of wind. They kept running until they came to the eastern wall of the palace, a cliff. Without thinking, she jumping as the prince screamed, landing with a roll she dragged him inside a cave as balls of Darkfire rained down from above. Glancing around, she realized the prince was unconscious. His arm was bleeding profusely and his leg looked broken.
Ripping up her shirt she bound his arm used her magic to heal the bone in his leg. Now shaking with using up too much of her magic, she curled up and slept.
