I can give you freedom from your guilt with a flick of my wrist
So perhaps killing is off the table for the moment. Does that stop Nephele?
Oh, certainly not.
You see, there is far more damage that can be done against the Ascended than simply culling the herd. Humans are complex creatures after all. Mortal, squishy, fearful...easily manipulated. Ironic then, that what she is planning? She considers it to be for their long term benefit.
Nephele has explored the entirety of the Grounds you see. And now she is a practiced hand at concealing her wings beneath a traveler’s cloak, appearing as any other diminutive, nutritionally-stunted Grounder; once her flaming hair is suitably darkened to a plain brown once more with clay and expertly braided around her crown to conceal even the length of it.
She watches and waits patiently until curiously enough, the leaders depart in a group. And when night falls, Nephele acts.
Her rucksack is filled to the brim, and she boldly steps into the Temple with a prayer to Ludo seeking aid in her mission. Using her illusion magic, she raps her knuckles on the Infirmary door, and mimics a muffled voice calling for her to enter. Of course, there is nobody inside.
Once she enters, Nephele swiftly drops her bag and wedges a chair underneath the door handle. Working quickly, she pulls the prepared items from the rucksack. Fae are creatures of nature after all, and Nephele knows all the best fire starters in the Greatwood; old man’s beard moss, tar and sap from the pine family, birch wood, pinecones which work as long-burning embers. And the icing on the cake?
The last few remaining droplets of Robin’s Ascended fluid.
She lines the edges of the baseboards with the moss and pine cones, circling the entire room. Then she shoves the furniture to the outer sides; ruining the walls and structural supports is most important, and furniture is quite flammable with its stuffing and dried, untreated wood. Removing the blockade from the door, she drops the fluid onto the moss, and pulls out her flint and steel to strike the match. If it catches, she plans on slipping out through the door and closing it behind her to let the fire blaze unnoticed; and hopefully disappear into the night, holding her cloak in her arms to hide in the night sky.
- - -
Nephele is attempting to burn down the infirmary!
Plan:
- Concealment: crown-braided hair coated in clay, a travelers cloak hiding her wings, working at night during the Prince KQ, using her illusion magic to make it sound like another person is in the infirmary who she’s meeting with for supply drop off
- Actions: barricading the entrance, praying to Ludo if they decide to help (lol)
- Materials: Ascended fluid obtained from Robin here: fear the fae, moss/pine tar/pine cones, flint and steel striker, utilizing the infirmary beds and linens and using strategic placement to burn the walls and supports
- Escape Plan: leave calmly closing the door behind, removing and holding her travel cloak to fly up high out of sight before leaving
Oh, certainly not.
You see, there is far more damage that can be done against the Ascended than simply culling the herd. Humans are complex creatures after all. Mortal, squishy, fearful...easily manipulated. Ironic then, that what she is planning? She considers it to be for their long term benefit.
Nephele has explored the entirety of the Grounds you see. And now she is a practiced hand at concealing her wings beneath a traveler’s cloak, appearing as any other diminutive, nutritionally-stunted Grounder; once her flaming hair is suitably darkened to a plain brown once more with clay and expertly braided around her crown to conceal even the length of it.
She watches and waits patiently until curiously enough, the leaders depart in a group. And when night falls, Nephele acts.
Her rucksack is filled to the brim, and she boldly steps into the Temple with a prayer to Ludo seeking aid in her mission. Using her illusion magic, she raps her knuckles on the Infirmary door, and mimics a muffled voice calling for her to enter. Of course, there is nobody inside.
Once she enters, Nephele swiftly drops her bag and wedges a chair underneath the door handle. Working quickly, she pulls the prepared items from the rucksack. Fae are creatures of nature after all, and Nephele knows all the best fire starters in the Greatwood; old man’s beard moss, tar and sap from the pine family, birch wood, pinecones which work as long-burning embers. And the icing on the cake?
The last few remaining droplets of Robin’s Ascended fluid.
She lines the edges of the baseboards with the moss and pine cones, circling the entire room. Then she shoves the furniture to the outer sides; ruining the walls and structural supports is most important, and furniture is quite flammable with its stuffing and dried, untreated wood. Removing the blockade from the door, she drops the fluid onto the moss, and pulls out her flint and steel to strike the match. If it catches, she plans on slipping out through the door and closing it behind her to let the fire blaze unnoticed; and hopefully disappear into the night, holding her cloak in her arms to hide in the night sky.
- - -
Nephele is attempting to burn down the infirmary!
Plan:
- Concealment: crown-braided hair coated in clay, a travelers cloak hiding her wings, working at night during the Prince KQ, using her illusion magic to make it sound like another person is in the infirmary who she’s meeting with for supply drop off
- Actions: barricading the entrance, praying to Ludo if they decide to help (lol)
- Materials: Ascended fluid obtained from Robin here: fear the fae, moss/pine tar/pine cones, flint and steel striker, utilizing the infirmary beds and linens and using strategic placement to burn the walls and supports
- Escape Plan: leave calmly closing the door behind, removing and holding her travel cloak to fly up high out of sight before leaving
I can give you death with the look upon my face
