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    Karin Sørensen
    Karin Sørensen

    Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Player 
    Lineage : Zeus's Descendant
    Position : None
    Posts : 251
    Guild : Black Rose
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Age : 27
    Experience : 250

    Character Sheet
    First Skill: Valkyrja
    Second Skill: TBA
    Third Skill:

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    Post by Karin Sørensen 14th October 2016, 8:21 am

    Over the course of the past several months, the Silver Moon Inn had acquired a reputation for being an establishment that was hospitable, with great food and services available at a price that was hard to beat in a place like Rose Garden. Throughout the day, people came and went as they pleased—some were regular customers of the café, others were guests that were staying for extended periods of time—but it was always a place filled with jovial faces and brought together a wide variety of folks into a small melting pot of ecclectic taste. While the place served as the headquarters for the Black Rose Guild, there was hardly a place in the building that was considered off-limits to guests and visitors, other than traditionally staff-only areas. Most of the time, guild members either acted as the staff or were out of sight doing jobs and such; there were never any obvious implications that this was the home to a band of highly powerful misfit mages, and, for the most part, it seemed the guild was happy to keep it that way. Although the guild held legal status in the eyes of the Magic Council, it seemed to prefer doing its work in a secretive manner and making underhanded moves of power as opposed to the usual showboating that went on in most guilds, legal or otherwise. Those areas of grey in which the guild worked were dangerous lines that needn’t be crossed, but it seemed they were intent on pushing those limits ever so slightly.

    Today, however, was just like any other day on the surface. The customers came and went as they normally did, and the guild took their money like any other business would in order to keep the place over their heads, keeping whatever was left over for guild usage. The sights and smells of food wafted through the kitchen and out into the dining area on the first floor, while those on the second floor and in the stairwell were left to wonder what it was that teased their noses in such a deliciously cruel fashion. Many of the guild members were likely out and about: doing jobs, running the inn, or doing more secretive work; however, there was a particular face that seemed to be missing. While she hadn’t been the most active in her guild work or in keeping up with her guild members in general, Kistiñe had always made it a point to go and talk with anyone and everyone that would chat with her. Regulars of the inn might have noticed that she was not present today. Most times, there needn’t be any worry about the condition of Ms. Ibáñez—she regularly took small vacations to have some alone time—but there had been no indication of such a trip in prior discussions. No, there was something more...concerning about today’s absence. There was no note on her door, no notice on the guild master’s desk that she would be gone for any amount of time...it was an odd silence from someone that so vibrant in her day-to-day life…

    If one were to try and enter the Latina’s room, they would notice that it was locked. Such a finding might have been normal for anyone else, but—unless she was sleeping—the door was almost always open; even when it was closed at night or early in the morning, it was never locked. If one were to get past the door, they would notice that the lights were turned off and the window flung open. In that lighting, they might notice that her possessions were neatly folded on the bed—the bracelet containing her sword, her earrings, and her “bird necklace” were all placed neatly on top of her jacket. They might notice an opened envelope reading “de Felicía” sitting next to the neat pile, the letter formerly contained in it on the floor in shreds..and then they might notice the bed sheets; one end was tied to the heavy radiator by the window, the other led out of it… If, by then, that curious soul was not already aware of what had occurred—if they were so utterly oblivious to the indicators that some unthinkable tragedy had taken place—if they dared look out the window and down into the alleyway below...they would see the limp body of Kistiñe Ibáñez hanging by its neck.

    Stuffed in the pocket of the jacket, there was a letter. Although it was written in her native Castillian, the paper was enchanted to allow anyone who wished to read it...the text itself, however, was illegible for the most part. In her emotional frenzy, she had written down her last thoughts and those that had been plaguing her for quite some time, but it was unlikely that anyone would be able to know what they were; the cause of her suicide would never be known outright…


    There were one or two sentences in the note that were able to be picked apart; in summary, they gave the aforementioned enchanted possessions to Izayuki to do as she pleased with them; be it giving them to the guild for communal use, or handing them out individually. The coat itself was to go to Azalea, should she ever return to the guild.
    Jiyu Kazehime
    Jiyu Kazehime

    Player 
    Posts : 1917
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Experience : 0

    Character Sheet
    First Skill: Wind Magic
    Second Skill: Demonic Takeover
    Third Skill:

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    Post by Jiyu Kazehime 14th October 2016, 6:46 pm

    Sometimes she still went back to the wrong town after a particularly long mision, well tried to, considering Rose Garden and Black Rose, both had roses in them, it was kind of hard to forget the current home of the guild for very long. Today was actually a rare day within the guild, one where Jiyu had not missed a single shift within the silver moon cafe. Most day’s? The little mage vanished for a job at some point during the day, or returned from one she’d taken before at about noon. However after going through several hard jobs and even believing herself to be becoming sick on her most recent task. Jiyu was reasonably taking some time off the dangerous mission’s, staying closer to home and doing more domestic things around the cafe, instead of taking on dangerous foes and fantastic missions. Today she was just working hard, enjoying herself and hopping to continue doing so.

    It was noon and things were beginning to become extremely hectic within the silver moon and they could use an extra hand, badly. WIth that fact in mind, the wind user ascended the stairs, heading towards one of her guildmates room’s, being pretty good at knowing who was home and who was not, mostly via whose scent was fresh and whose was stale. Kazehime could still smell Kisti, so she figured the other girl still had to be around, likely lazing around in her room. “Kistine, hey Kistine, we could really use some help downstairs.” normally since they weren't the closest of people despite her high regard of everyone in the guild, Jiyu would have just left things at that, but something seemed off. “Kistine?” she spoke the girls name once more, reaching for her door knob, only finding it to be locked, which was abnormal, especially at this time of day. Kazehime suddenly made a snap decision, taking the knife out of her bra, unsheathing the two inch very thin blade and shimming it into the lock area of the door. Yes, the ace of heart’s could pick lock’s, it was something she had learned before coming to black rose, back when she was a runaway and the usage of the skill should never have to be questioned. “Kistine your door is unlocked, I’m coming in.” actually it had not been unlocked, Jiyu had broken into the room, but she was pretty good, if someone was not looking for signs of the lock having been messed with, her little crime would go unnoticed. “Huh?” the dimness in the room set the inu off, and she wandered in, looking to see if the girl had fallen somewhere and needed help. As she was looking for her, she spotted the sheet tied to the radiator and followed the sight of it.

    Jiyu was one of those people who could not put the pieces together from the sheet.

    Kazehime strutted over to pull the sheet’s back into the other girl’s room, guessing she had just wanted to get out for something without the guild noticing. However when she tried to tug up, a weight prevented her from doing so. Maybe she caught Kisti as she was leaving? Jiyu walked over to the window and her eyes became wide, body shivering, refusing to believe the sight before her eyes. Without thought she jumped out of the window, being caught by her wind that allowed her to hover at height with the hanging girl. Kazehime had never seem suicide before and she didn’t truly understand this, confused on what to do. “Feather.” she tossed one of the items from her hair, expanding it and using it to elevate Kristi’s body, reveal the pressure on her neck and laid it out on the item. Shortly after both of the girl’s were in the room once more, Jiyu moving the deceased’s items to a dresser instead of atop the bed, letting her feather shrink once it had aid Kistine back onto her own bed. Once that was done, she went over and pulled the sheet used to hang the girl back into the room, her own body shaking. It was than she noticed a lump in the girl’s pocket, feeling guilty she reached for the note, reading what she could of it briefly before laying it down atop the deceased’s chest. JIyu might not be familiar with suicide, but she was a dog, she knew when someone was gone.

    Jiyu closed the window and unlocked door behind her, in hopes to prevent someone else unwilling seeing the corpse of their guild-mate. In fact, she was not going to leave her position standing in front of the door. “Jiyu?” her pet kitsune had come to check on things, considering how long her mistress was taking. Looking down at the kitsune, she looked sad. “Maka listen carefully, you're going to go find Iza for me, tell her she need’s to come to Kistines room right away, it’s important.” the wind user spoke the words, and her fox still looked confused, but moved to go off in search of the guildmaster anyways, despite not understanding why Jiyu looked so disturbed or why she wanted the tanuki.


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