From almost the moment the soldier touched down upon the edge of the floating isle, she knew something must be wrong. A crowd stood, all intent on the same thing, and the hush upon the assembly seemed unnaturally grim. Eager to investigate, Meg picked her way through the crowd, scared legs moving her deftly around to the front. It was had to say what was more astonishing: the body of the mare laid out before the spectators, or the collection of mighty beings that surveyed the scene... Holy hell! seemed to sum it up quite well.

Meg was sure she recognized one of them: the flaming figure of the Sun God could not be mistaken, and three others who had the same otherworldly aura must surely be the Earth, Moon and Spark that completed the quartet of Ancients. Four more there were, the looked on beside the Gods but Meg could not account for their involvement. So transfixed was she, that had any other spoken, she might not have realized, but the mighty rumble of the massive ancient, surely the God of Earth, broke her reverie when he issued his call to action. From all around came answers and she lifted her own voice to join them “As the Gods charge, these actions will not go unpunished in Helovia.”

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The floating isle still teemed with nervous energy. Following the God’s address to the crown, the fire-scarred mare had retreated a more secluded spot beneath one of the blooming trees, and had since began to scar the soft ground beneath her with a restless pacing. She had stood proudly and answered the gods and her first instinct had been to take off, to fly, to fight, to do…..something! But what? Meg’s mind was just as agitated as her feet as she tried to marshal her thoughts into line; she had only just returned to Helovia, was not even sure if she would still have a home back at the Throat, an now this? A stranger lay murdered and she had to do SOMETHING!

A harsh huffing sound escaped her as she turned her head back towards the scene of the grizzly crime. Someone had to pay! But where to start… Meg had no knowledge of the deceased, no thought towards how or why she had been left so gruesomely, but turning her back on the situation did not even enter into her thoughts. She’d abandoned Helovia once, had been to cowardly to come back and face the hopeless Darkness for five changes of the season. Now that she had returned, there was no backing out now. Meg would help Helovia, she would fight with everything she had to make it safe, to keep it whole and here and home. She just had to figure out how to start.

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Ok, so recycled the first bit but i really wanted to get this started and there's been a tad bit of family drama the past few days, Anywho...

CSI: Helovia
- @[Mesec]
- @[Rhea]
- @[Sacre]