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[Alessandra]

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“Compassion is nonjudgmental empathy for one's fellow creatures.”


Alessandra had been doing daily patrols of Vesper, not to place the fear in the hearts of the citizens of the town, but to watch over them and to make sure they were taken care of in the best way she could. She had not heard from Mave, so decided she would make one more patrol before retiring for the evening. She slipped into her dark cloak and made her way to Vesper.

When she arrived, everything seemed to be the same, but she noticed that some of the villagers kept looking at her and she thought they seemed more nervous than normal. She found that odd because over the last week, her kind manner and warm smile had started to gain the trust of many of the locals. Her hope was to show them that there could be a benefit from the Dark Order occupying the city, and she thought some of the villagers were starting to agree.

She made her way to the bank where she saw a piece of paper tacked to the wall. She quickly yanked the paper down and looked around quickly. She read the words and as she did her eyes widened. Who was doing this?! She looked around again and her eyes met those of a man walking by. She went over to him and showed him the paper...Who is distributing this? You must tell me... don't say you do not know. If the Dark Lord or his daughter find these... It could mean trouble for everyone. Please tell me who has spread these so that I can talk to them and explain... The man finally pointed towards the counselor's guild and said he had seen a man there with the leaflets. Alessandra thanked the man and made her way there, picking up more leaflets as she walked through the city, her eyes darting around hoping Nick or worse yet Imryrr or Tarothin had not found any of these leaflets.

She arrived at the counselor's guild and sure enough there were more leaflets strewn about and she sighed as she began picking them up slowly. She bent down to pick one up and as she rose out of her eye she saw a flash of movement and then with a shriek of pain, everything went dark. She had bague memory of a man lifting her and carrying her, but her mind could not focus on anything until they dropped her on a cold stone floor. Slowly things came into focus and as she looked around she recognized only one of the many faces in the room... Drayden. Why? Why would he do this to her? Her mind reeled and she felt her stomach churning, but she closed her eyes and refused to show any emotion.

Drayden spoke to her about how he was dissapointed in her choice, and how she was a disgrace to her race. She shook her head and tried to explain to him why she was doing what she was, but he would have nothing to hear of it. He ordered her gagged and moved to a different location. When a man came towards her and tried to gag her, she did the first thing that came to mind and bit him as hard as she could. The man screamed in pain and then backhanded her with such force it made Alessandra's head slam back against the wall and then everything again went dark, the last thing she remembered seeing were Drayden's cold steel eyes looking down at her with hatred and disgust.
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Toni/Gwyn/Dae ‎(11:22 AM):
well I was doing Beo, but he annoyed me lol

[09:37] Leshok: i think dancing is like sex, don't let one bad partner ruin it for the rest of your life