A Bloodbath Begins

[*Light]

Once paired with the other elf they worked out a rather covert approach to dealing death to both offending sides. For the sake of balance within the hive and a sense of duty as it were. They would fight their shadowed war to defend those whom cannot defend themselves. Namely those such as the children of the Hive.

[*Downfall]

The gory mess at the streets beneath the marching armored man, such unnecessary disaster that had fallen to Sigil, such unnecessary suffering spreaded at bashers and cutters trying to achieve better lives in the unfair world... only thing the armored man could say to the situation "Damnit! why doesn't anyone invite me for the fun?!" then marched around to find some of the more active battlefields grunting, grumbling and spitting curses on nearly every step.

Later he gets an idea and writes a few notes to put around the Hive Streets:

Mercenary For Hire

I'll fight nearly any foe for relatively cheap, if the job doesn't have combat involved, it'll cost twice more! I'm not here to watch your damned laundry or door way, I'm here to do the mans work.

My resume contains life time of studying warfare, learning the principles of art of war under the study of Church of Hextor, previous combat experience is greater than what most have. War is my hobby, war is my life.

I will not participate in puny assassinations however, I have no interest what so ever to avoid a real fight through cowards ways. Killing is no problem... as long as I can do it my way.

To contact me, ask around for Lorich Bladesworn. You can find me rather regularly at the Great Bazaar, not far from the Exterior Bar of the burning freak Efreeti.

Lorich Bladesworn Knight of the Scourge of Battle[/b][/li]

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[*Chevette]

The female Vorg has clearly not washed in a while and has blood and the gods only know what other substances smeared and splashed in various places. This is not unusual - merely her general appearance. The male Vorg continues his fussing, and she juts out her lower jaw.

Her massive axe slung over her shoulder, she is seen nodding to the male Vorg, snarling something and delivering a sound smack on his butt.

"Dere be hells to pay if demz not...." the rest of her words are lost as she enters the Nishrek portal.

[*Cenpuppie]

A very tense Sana walks the Hive and Lower Wards at night, dressed in her monkish garb as to not bring any unwanted attention. Even though she enjoys the bloodbath, she quickly realizes that gutting or killing men and women in the streets is not bringing her any closer to her goal of finding any faction leaders.

Silently and breathlessly, two poor Sigilians are overheard about potentially joining the Anarchist. These two are immediately rendered unconsciousness via spell magic and are wisked away to the prison. She informs Anwal's Son that they are to be interrogated immediately by Sendra. Sana wants to know everything, even when these two lost their virginity.

Much later, in her new house.. She sits in a room surrounded by lavish painting. On a table in the middle of the room sits a scrying ball. Using her talents and gifts of magic she begins to eaves drop magically on various individuals within the Hive Ward, those that she took a piece of cloth from unknowingly.

However after a full nights work she remains no closer in the knowing who this Phoenix is, nor any other Anarchist cell leaders. Unlike her Factol, Sana needs sleep and her magical peeping has totally drained her. After a hot bath, she retires to her lavish bed shared by her lover.

[*Lutemasta]

A small coverd figure seems to be enjoying his arrival in sigil.
He is seen with maybe 3 or four great swords on his back. Theyre finely crafted. His armour is black and small signs of dark dark purple are seen.
He is heard muttering things under his breath and really uncontrollibely evily chuckiling alot.
He is mostly seen at the bazzar or the hive ward.

[*Kari_Shadowfox]

The shadow that once assisted the Mercykiller platoons seems to have vanished, and with it, a good part of their success in tracking down Anarchists. Also, strangely enough, the Red Death and Anarchists appear to have more trouble in attacking innocents, the targets frequently escaping under odd circumstances.

[*Fen]

A shadowy figure can occasionally be spoken of, mostly pulling younglings and cripples out of view of patrolling Mercykillers and rioters. The figure, mostly in black and seeming to blend in with the shadows, makes no introductions, simply advising parties she helps to stay out of the affair, noting that they're just fodder for both parties' goals. Any folks seeming to be gearing up against the Mercykillers are briefly warned off against doing so, before simply vanishing. It is clear she has no intent to help either party.

The same figure is also occasionally spotted by Hive denizens dropping off occasional parcels of food in a discreet manner, sticking mostly to windows and rooftops. She stays well clear of the Red Death when possible, unless there is a risk to an innocent she could possibly help.

[*Azulfae]

Nishrek's portal burst's open as all around mercykillers and anarchists fight each other.

A humongous figure emerges and looks around at the chaos.

He first takes a cigar out of his mouth and inhales the scent of battle from the air then lifts his eyepatch to look around right before some anarchists try and shove some mercykillers through the portal.

The orc simply shoves them all back creating a huge pile of writhing scrambling bodies then stands there with his little man in hand pissing all over them and laughing.

It appears the Orc will be spending a lot of time in the hive whilst times are good.

[*Chevette]

The orc-elf cracks a few heads of some of the weaker faction members -- she doesn't seem to care which they are -- as they get in her way while she's trying to head for the Ethereal portal.

"Youz stay outta da way!"

Spotting Vorgazar, of course, she changes her mind about going anywhere and grins lewdly at the enormous orc, who is busy shoving some writhing bodies away from the Nishrek portal.

"Hey Manz! We smash some skulls den go have boshnagz. Yuss!"

Fighting always gets her blood going.

[*Light]

Around that same time the elf happened to be looking out from the top of a building that looked down upon the square whilst the chaos ensued. He looked back to another elf that was nearby before he would slip out the window under the guise of invisibility to watch the Orcs bring hell to the warring Anarchists and Mercykillers.