:: MURDER IN HELOVIA

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[RANDOM EVENT] :: MURDER IN HELOVIA :: Clue IX

d'Artagnan the Nightshade Posts: 364

Aurora Basin General atk: 6 | def: 9 | dam: 6.5

Stallion :: Unicorn :: 17hh :: 12 HP: 68.5 | Buff: ENDURE

Aramis :: Common Hellhound :: Hellfire & Superspeed imi

#16

01-19-2015, 08:15 PM (This post was last modified: 01-19-2015, 08:18 PM by d'Artagnan.)

See the life I've had
Can make a good man
Turn bad

The Nightshade watched the scene from afar, the dead mother and the breathing child. Déjà vu took him by the throat and all he could see was his own misery in the sad frame before him. He watched still as the pandemonium over what to do with the newborn foal swept over the company in a scene of heart wrenching drama, but the Doctor brooded over the dead mare with his own beating organ staying at its dull pace. It made him feel better to know that there were others going through pain and suffering, in fact, he wished they’d cry louder to soothe his own soul of grief.

Yet, there was work to be done here and d’Artagnan began to wade his way into the tear stricken desolation and the uncanny amount of mares that seemed to pop up at this very moment. Apparently a defenceless child set off signals in the female brain, they lingered in groups and discussed feeding. d'Artagnan felt his lips curl and he grumbled incoherently under his breath, stifling a suggestion that they should just kill it and get out the way. Instead, he slipped his narcotic magic into bodily fluids; just enough to cause a drowsy affect whilst he crept in and inspected the clue, before swiftly leaving again on cloven hooves, the sleep spell ending as quickly as it started.

As he walked back towards the elevator that took him from Sky Island, he thought about what he had seen and what information he could take back to the band of misfits. A bite, a strange one too. One that had been distorted by another bite; was this the doing of the killer? Or was there an accomplice trying to cover the sloppy work of their master. More than one offender would make things considerably more difficult, especially if there was someone covering it up, the musings made the shade sigh in exasperation. The first bite looked none equine, almost dagger like in appearance with sharp incisions, whereas the second was distinctly a mark of horse teeth.

d’Artagnan mulled on this as he took the cloud back to earth where Aramis, the red marked hellion, was awaiting his friends return.

[EDIT// forgot >< For Team Indignant!]