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[Alec Leonhar]

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The trial of Malorn took longer then expected but the wait for it to end was well worth it when Cyrus saw the look on Lady Lia L's face has he attacked her after getting her alone and away from the guests below who were still in shock or suprise of the Verdict. Revenge was ever so sweet he thought as the body of the elf fell to the floor, knowing he would have escape quickly he began to chant a mantra. Seconds later he stood in the streets of Serpents Hold, Feluccia. Cyrus walked down the streets smiling and whistling, it was quiet this time of night in his beloved city, you could almost say it was to quiet. He made his way towards were his Order had set up camp months ago all the while staring at the night sky and enjoying what he accomplished. He thought of the puzzled look on the elf's face when he had told her he had a gift for her from his father and that he also wished to thank her for letting him spy on the Regency. He then replayed the events in his mind and laughed out loud again at how easy it was to take out one of the key officals of the Regency. He wondered if they ever knew his true purpose there if not they would know soon. Cyrus then smiled again knowing the fun had just begun and that Lady Lia L was just one of very many targets in his path to his goal.


Once at the tents set out of town limits Cyrus made his way to the center tent as he passed some of his men noticed he had returned and stood outside of there tents to watch him. Once at his tent two guards saluted him and pulled back the flaps of the tent. Cyrus then made his way to his desk and set down. He took out a pin and paper and began to write. Once done he rolled up the parchment and yelled for a squire.

" Now listen boy I want you to make copies of this scroll and then give the copies to the messengers and have them post them in every city of the realm." Cyrus said the the Squire.

The squire left soon after his orders were given to him. Cyrus made his way to his sleeping chambers. Taking off his armour and putting on a robe he sat down on his bed and yawned. He then removed the covers and layed down. Thoughts of what he had planned began to go through his mind as he drifted off to sleep, a sleep that for the first time would be a sound one for him, but not for the people of Britannia for on this day the Order of the Black Serpent was born and its visist victim was Lady Lia L.