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[NightShade]

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Eva, screamed she saw the mirror reflect the image of her son's dead face, he was dead thus severing the tie that bound her here, locking her in her misery, remaining married to a man she had once loved and now hated. Jonathan Strathmore was revealing himself for what he truly was and she didn’t know what to do. She was panicked, her green hair tousled and her dressing gown hung hapharzardly open when a bird flew thru the window.

The Gryfith family had always been keen on raising mockingbirds as messengers and loyal pets. They were not your normal stock, they were huge with golden eyes. They lived extraordinarily long lives, as this particular fellow had been part of the family for years. They were protectors and guardians of the family. Relief flowed thru her. The bird staring at Eva as it dropped a bracelet on her desk. Protection! Protection it cawed, and flew out the window.

She knew right away it was a bracelet of binding, gathering up the mirror, and a few other momentos, she slipped the bracelet on her wrist. It glowed and transported her instantly from the Strathmore home.

Seraphin stood waiting for her, she ran to him, her relief great at the sight of her beloved brother. Seraphin Gryfith was no lightweight, head of the Gryfith clan he stood tall, a warrior, and a gifted necromancer. His family was everything to him.

His little sister looked frightened as he ushered her to safety, this unknown clan of druids took her in with open arms. The poor little mage, she was surely fleeing from some great evil. The mirror was hung in her chambers to protect her guarding and reflecting all spells of detection.
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Seraphin did not tell her at what cost letting her keep the mirror would be to him. Yet he felt that it must stay within her hands. He turned setting out to find his nephew’s daughter perhaps there was still time to get her to safety as well. Stopping home to gather a few belongings, he found the house empty. His own family was gone, stolen away. Drops of blood splattered the floors of his home. He had to admit that Jonathan was fast. He hadn’t expected this. He knew at once where they would be ataken and arrived moments later at the stronghold. The hills quaked with his fury as he came to find his wifes body laying near the keep and monsters of all manner engorging on her flesh. His heart pounding he began to hack at the monsters with his blade and streaks of light flashed thru the sky. The air pulsed with Necromantic spells till at last all was silent. Yet even he was mortal and succumbed to the overwhelming hordes there unleashed on him, the strongholds defenses great. Seraphin fell, his body still covering his dead wife’s corpse in protection.

Jonathan sat his face turning up into a smile as the messenger brought him the news. He was outraged at Eva’s escape, but at least he still had Nightshade somewhere out there. Orders were drawn up to be taken back to the stronghold, ordering the rest of the Gryfiths, that had survived, be locked up. Torture punishement and agony awaited them as he ordered them fed only small bits of food and water till they wasted away with starvation blissfully awaiting the release of death.
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The mockingbird soared thru the air and dived in thru the window, Eva sat sobbing the mirror reflecting her sadness. Outside Druids chanted softly and tears rolled down her face. She turned and looked at the bird as it cocked its head looking at her. Mimus, she said as she petted his great head. I have two tasks for you. Pulling a locket of hair from her head she gave it to him which he snapped up in his beak. First find the girl bearing this color of hair. It will smell the same and be the same shade. She is yours to protect now…..
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