Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25101508-20140805192450/@comment-29458028-20140816025942

"Fine. I will do it, as long as it secures my political power" said Fulvia. Her mind considered myriad possibilities, thinking "So long as this random man I have to marry is open to my machinations and I can control him, it will be good and fine. If not, I will have to use more subtle ways to manipulate him."

She wanted to flip off a finger at Agrard, but she realised something. Fulvia muttered to herself as she left "I will deal with him when my Black Guard returns."

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(I have decided who to remove, I am swapping a chick for a chick. Tacitus is still surveying the map, trying to find a solution.)

Sorin and Alyssa left the inn at dragon's bridge, continuing on their journey to Solitude. Sorin thought he felt something strange and drew his immemorial edge, just in time to block an icy katana (daito) from killing Alyssa with a single blow. A cloaked figure was holding said blade with a two handed grip, a pair of young men standing a short distance behind. Sorin recognized his master's disciples as the men called up their electricity.

Sorin called out to the cloaked figure "Ariana, what does Master have for me now? Calling me back again? You know I can kill you easily, using the seven forbidden techniques I learnt."

The cloaked figure spoke with an unmistakably female voice as she threw back her cloak to reveal tight armor, ebony plates forged to fit and flatter only one body "Yes, I know that, Sorin, he has taught you all he can teach, the rest is for you to find out. I have to test your lady friend. But I would rather kill her."

Sorin looked at Alyssa, before handing her his immemorial edge. He said "Use what I taught you. This lady's mouth writes checks her pretty ass can't cash. Don't use magic, please, or I will have a lot to explain to my master if this fangirl of mine dies."

Alyssa composed herself, holding the weapon in right hand as her retractable claws unsheathed. She engaged the masked, cloaked woman and utilized the techniques she had learnt and developed by practice in her mental simulacrum (against her other persona). Whenever the blades met, sparks flew and an adrupt change in directions would result. Alyssa knew she was still at a disadvantage, for her opponent showed the same strength and agility as Sorin himself. Still, she had a secret weapon.

Alyssa grabbed the blade with her mechanical hand, the frozen edge doing nothing to damage the dwarven automaton. She twisted the blade out of her opponent's grasp, before placing her blade at her opponent's throat. The lady said "You fight well enough, perhaps we will see each other another day. Men, take her back to the master!"

The pair of armored young men grabbed Alyssa, who protested, before recalling with her in tow. Sorin didn't do anything, he knew what this meant: His master has accepted Alyssa. She could learn life extending magic from him.

Sorin looked at the lady that remained behind, saying "Ariana, aren't you going to return to Master Toraak?"

"No, he has sent me to assist you."

"If so, you better not be a failure like you were just now. Alyssa's sword techniques have many openings, you didn't notice them. Stupid, like a bimbo."