Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20150328222815/@comment-3293219-20150330205515

(Sorry if there are errors, I'm so tired, I don't feel like I did too well on the proof reading.)

Arrie's sickle flung high into the sky and latched onto a drain pipe, which clung to the palace wall, this caused the Breton to smile as she tugged it to test its durability.

Within seconds Arrietty had placed her boot on the stone wall and began to climb, hoping that it would support her bodyweight...

It'd better...

The Breton grunted and cursed under her breath, several times as she quickly ascended and eventually reached the roof top. Her arms ached considerably but she had somewhat gotten used to it, since she had started a few years back, when it often felt like her arms were going to break under the strain and she quickly managed to shrug the pain off.

She'd go through a lot more to get what she was after...

The Breton reached for her sickle and reeled the chain in, latching the handle onto her belt as she did so before approaching the skylight and kneeling down, peering in to the hall below and looking for any sign of the treasure...

She saw several glass cases and it wasn't obvious what was inside them, she'd have to break through the glass. Arrie dreaded this as she wasn't exactly sure if it was possible, not without alerting everyone else. She imagined that smashing it would make a quick noise, that was very loud, whereas slowly scratching a hole in it would make a quieter noise, that would drag on for ages and get her a lot of attention.

Basically, she was screwed either way...

Hold on Toan... I've got this... She thought to herself as she raised her sickle up into the air and looked away as she brought it down, protecting her eyes as the glass shattered and rained its many fragments down into the room below. It wasn't as loud as she thought it would be but quieter than she'd hoped...

The Breton brought out a large nail, from her pocket and drove it into the roof, so that she would have something to wrap her rope around before she descended as she'd need another way back up. The Breton planned to ditch the country after this, so she didn't give a rat's ass if they knew about it or not. Discretion wasn't exactly a priority here...

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Arrietty slowly and gently slid down, into the area bellow as she began to look around, in case there were guards in the room or in case any were called to it. Thankfully, none of them were...

She quickly turned around, to the nearest glass case and began to get a good look, hoping to find the right one...

Parchment...

Broken dagger...

Prayer beads...

A fork...

She then gasped as she saw it, sitting right before her eyes...

Well, behind a locked glass case to but she didn't want to get too bogged down in details. This time, she did want to be discrete, not to avoid being seen but because breaking the glass case could damage the amulet inside and destroy the only thing capable for bringing Toan back.

Her fingers felt like they had little heartbeats of their own as she drew her lockpick and got to work on it, gently picking away as she began to bypass it, hoping to reach the treasure inside...

Nerves got the better of the young Breton and her fingers fumbled several times as she continuously tried to get the case open, eventually she heard the gracious sound of the lock clicking and the delightful snap of the flap flipping upwards. A smile came to her lips as she quickly lifted it up, finally getting to see the amulet with her own eyes...

It rested on a red, velvet cushion, staring up at her, with the big, purple, soul gem-like eye at the center... The Amulet of Asgarne...

The Breton found herself to be in awe of the beautifully crafted amulet, she imagined that this would serve as an amulet of a king. It didn't look specifically trible, like its origins suggested, though it is possible that Asgarne slayed a king to get the gold to craft it. Arrietty did not know, nor care, she just wanted to get out of here, with the amulet and find a safe spot to summon the spirit that lingered inside.

She gently took it and began to pull it out of the container, admiring it in her hands as she gave it a smile and gently stroked the gem, giving it a smile as she ran her fingers over one of the chips in the gem's surface and tilted her head. Arrie realised that she was getting too lost in her victory, she needed to get out of here and quickly...

The Breton swiftly turned back to her point of ascent, hoping to slip out unseen but quickly found herself face to face with something unexpected. Before her stood a well dressed Breton man, accompanied by his entourage of armed guards, he looked rather pleased with himself.

"Going somewhere?" He asked, rather smugly, refusing to take his eyes from the amulet as Arrietty cradled it in her hands, pressing it against her chest, like her own infant.

Arrietty wondered how he'd managed to get the drop on her, mostl ikely silence potions, the asshole... Still, this changed nothing, she still had the amulet.

"A-As a matter of fact? Yeah..." She muttered, slowly pacing to her left and immediately getting intercepted by armed guards, who stood mere feet away, with their swords raised. This got the Breton to back up, against the glass case that formerly housed the amulet, frantically looking around as the mainy armed guards surrounded her and their employer stepped forward, extending his hand.

"The Amulet... Miss?"

Arrie, even when she was surrounded by armed guards simply shook her head and refused, she didn't come here to 'surrender' the amulet. She'd come to claim it, expecting all or nothing, in fact, giving this man the amulet would have screwed her chances of escaping, with or without it.

"B-Back off! Or I'll activate it!" She yelled, assertively as she stretched her hand out, behind her, knowing full well that they knew that she could potentially use the spirit inside to kill everyone in the room, if she wished. She might do, were she desperate enough...

"Oh?" The owner asked, raising an eyebrow as he smirked and folded his arms, seeming rather amused by the threat.

"Please, by all means, don't let us stop you..."

Arrie frowned, not expecting that reaction... No 'you fool!?'

No... 'You're playing with forces that you don't understand?'

Not even a 'stop?'

This was very unnerving... Was he bluffing? Or did he know something that she didn't? Was activation word wrong? Deliberately? Did he know more about the spirit than she did?

"I-I'll do it!" She threatened again, prompting the guards to draw their swords, as if her blades could pierce the flesh of her enemies but their employer simply lifted his hand and asked them to lower their weapons, with a faint gesture.

"No one is stopping you..."

Arrie looked down at the amulet, knowing that he was right, no one was stopping her... She could release the spirit and ask her to restore Toan before she was struck down. It might defend her, it may not...

Toan was all that mattered at this point... She failed him once and she owed him a victory, even if it meant her own defeat...

She glanced back up to the Breton Mansion owner as he stepped into thr light, exposing his wild, brown hair and his brown goatee beard. He was middle aged, from the looks of him and looked like he had been through a lot over the years...

As Arrie saw him getting closer and closer, she knew that it was now or never...

She gently moved her mouth over to it, until her lips hovered over it before she gently whispered to the gem...

"Alouiest..."

Present day
Arrietty continued to run through the wilderness, constantly looking around for Kay, she was only a few steps away from the Imperial, when they set off and now it felt like they were a continent apart. She scowled before darting in another direction, hoping to find her there...

