Escape the Circle! (Wingspand)

[Kitten]

Caleb Addison bemoaned once more that the Circle seemed to insist on using it's name literally. Why was the whole building one dizzying corkscrew from bottom to top? He shook his blonde head and tried to focus. It felt odd to be running through the halls in his simple tunic and pants, but he was trying not to be noticed as he passed through the kitchen, past the sleeping quarters, and down towards the records room.

It had been months since the six-foot-four man was last in the records room, when he'd seen the phylacteries that had become the lynch pin of his escape ideas. Blue eyes widened, footsteps ahead of him in the hall! Caleb pressed into the wall but whoever had been in front of him had gone into a room instead.

He didn't have time to think about what had led to tonight, and he certainly didn't have time to get caught out of bed in the middle of the night in a simple green tunic and brown pants. It would be a dead giveaway that the young Templar was up to no good. So he swallowed around his beating heart and kept on.

His love should be waiting in the library when he returned, and they would go over her defense once again. She didn't deserve to be tranquil, she hadn't done anything wrong, the First Enchanter had been the one to suggest that she belonged in a special program, a program that would force them to be together every day.

No, Caleb thought as one tanned hand pushed open the door to the records room, nothing was going to happen to either of them because at the first sign of trouble he was taking her as far away from the Circle as anyone could get.

[wingspand]

(Sorry for the delay. I had stuff to do.)

Eliza Mistwood sat in her chair and doing what most Mages do on the late nights. She had her head crammed into her book, she ruffled her long black hair as her green eyes were fixed on the tome. She was trying to develop a new spell, one that could trick others better. Living in the Circle of Magi has taught her many things; one, not everything is the way it seems; two, a secret is best left hidden and three, never stop learning.

The elf caster has studied many forms of magic, from the gentlest healing spell to some pretty devious illusions. Due to her affinity to the gentle side of magic this particular warlock has earned herself a job at maintaining the library and occasionally pacting up some Apprentices after they muck up a Destruction spell. However, for her entire life in this gilded cage, she has been part of a secret sector that was designed from the heads of the Templars, Mages, and the Chantry....before everything went heywire.

The point of this small division was more of an experiment the higher ups where interested in doing. The experiment was to see what would happen if both mages and templars grew up with each other. This class consisted between 5 templars and 5 mages, and every meeting was kept on the down low so that each groups subordinates wouldn't get flustered by the thought. Since of her background of being Dalish, Eliza was a main candidate for this project.

Eliza was on edge recently. Ever since the Kirkwall incident, mages have been being made tranquil left and right. Luckily for her she knew that she had a great friend at this trouble some time. She has been plotting an escape with her childhood friend/partner/ crush. This goal made the bit wildly elf on edge since she would only know that her doom would be right around the corner and she would most likely have little time to react when it comes.

Tonight the Dalish elf wore her blue and green silk traditional robes. She was going to meet with Caleb tonight to discuss more of the escape plan in the privacy of the library since it wouldn't look weird if a Templar approached her at her work station. As she focused on the book she heard the door hinges squeak, she looked over to the noise, exceptimg it to to be her lover but is surprised to see templars march in. She stared nervously at them as she tries to gain her composure.

[Kitten]

The Templars were among those who were deemed only safe to attend Harrowings and guard the perimeter of the Circle. They had many complaints filed against them from the mistreatment of Mages and causing trouble within their own ranks. Their leader, Harrison, was a huge brute of a man who had been personally involved in almost beating to death a young Dalish Mage a few months ago. There was no love lost between Harrison and Mages, especially Elvish Mages.

He signaled to his friends to clear out the library, moving to stand behind Eliza and touch her hair in a menacing fashion. "So knife-ear," he said softly, continuing to touch the young woman. She was a triple threat of being and Elf, a Mage, and a beautiful young lady as well. All three things that Harrison despised, considering no young woman wanted to pay him attention. He looped that lovely black hair around his hand and yanking her head back. "Your numbers just been called, we're here as your honor guard," he sneered.

Caleb cursed as he knocked into a stack of books, sending them tumbling to the floor. He didn't have time to set them back to rights and instead elected to hop over them and keep searching for the cabinet that usually held phylacteries. He could feel the odd humming and pulsing coming from the object of his search.

The young man jerked the cabinet opened, fingers trembling as he frantically read each name and finally snatched the phylactery with the familiar 'Eliza Mistwood' scratched on the label. Breathing a sigh of infinite relief the Templar dropped the little crystal bottle into the leather bag he'd strung about his neck for this purpose. Tucking the satchel into his shirt Caleb started to pick his way back out of the record room and back towards the library to meet up with Eliza.

[wingspand]

Eliza coward as she seen Harrison, a man she make a point to advoid. She knew that he hated her but he just seemed to hate her more than anyother Dalish Mages. It didn't matter to her at the moment why he hate her, she was mainly scared shitless cause he brought some of his goons with him. Before she could get up, the man was right at her desk. She trembled as the bulking male creeply ran his hand through her hair but she remembered her classes and the lessons they taught about bravery, this helped her from showing the Templar that she was on the verge of pissing her pants. "What do you want Harriso---ahhhhh!"

Harrison pulls her hair and makes Eliza screech from the pain. When she hears his statement Eliza shield of her bravery cracks alot. She reachs out to grab what she can from behind her head, however she couldn't do cause Harrison gave it another pull. "Please NO!!!! I haven't done anything!!! I'm harmless!!! My magic is made to help not harm!!!"


Edward, a Templar recruit, walks up and puts a hand on Harrison's shoulder, "Hey boss, I know that this is your thing but she doesn't seem that bad...maybe we should just let her be." As Edward finished, a hand fly's out and grabs his thus yanking Edwards arm off Harrison. The man who grabbed Edward was Oscar, a veteran Templar. Oscar raised his voice at the recruit, "You should learn to keep your mouth shut. This girl is a monster. She was rejected by here clan that is a dying race. She is only lucky cause we have been so generous to let this creature exist. I'm only going to give you thus one warning cause your still fresh." Edward nods to confirm that he understands his scary higher up.