Day 3 Results
Kahlan abruptly stands up from her seat when she hears the familiar tinkling chimes of the Sliph coming to life. The quicksilver liquid in the Sliph's fountain shines brighter and brighter until Kahlan and Cara are forced to shield their eyes.
"What news from Tanimura?" asks the Mother Confessor as she sees Richard appear from the pool.
Richard lowers his head and lets out a deep sigh. He does not meet Kahlan's gaze.
"Lord Rahl, you seem distracted." says Cara.
"Warren was found dead this morning." replied Richard in a solemn tone.
"No..." Kahlan whispered. "Dear Spirits, No!"
Warren was a close friend of Richard. While training his Han, Richard believed that the timid yet learned wizard was the only one who could help him decipher the prophecies that always seemed to involve him. Richard never had the chance to say goodbye.
After a moment of silence, Cara stepped forward and began tugging on Richard's sleeve.
"Lord Rahl, I understand that this is an ... emotional time for you, but I am afraid we have another problem."
It turns out that while Richard was away, many town criers and supporters of Lord Rahl were being abducted and tortured. These victims, all men, would be returned the next day with marks and bruises that resembled those dealt by an agiel.
Richard stood over the latest victim to examine his wounds.
"Are you sure of this Cara?"
"Yes Lord Rahl," she replied. "Those patterns are the work of
TuckerVet. I have no doubt."
"Richard," began Kahlan. "Chase had similar marks on him before I confessed him. They were all hidden under his armor and tunic."
Richard didn't want to believe it. By defeating Darken Rahl he had hoped to set all the Mord Sith free; to allow them to choose their own path in life.
In his head, he remembered one of the Wizard Rules:
Passion rules over reason, for better or worse. Richard knew to cast aside his emotions and
listen to reason. The evidence was just too clear.
"So be it."
That evening,
Tuckervet was summoned to a private
court session.
"Lord Rahl, I can assure you that I would never do such a thing!" she exclaimed. "I no longer torture, you set us free."
Richard drew his sword from its scabbard, its metalic ring filling the air to announce its presence. Flexing his muscles, he brings down his blade. A clean stroke.
Dead is Tuckervet, Denna the Mord Sith. Accused of torture.
It is now Night 3. Send in your Night Actions.
Deadline : 8 AM EST
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@DVMDream
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Hartland
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Underworld
@WillowLeaf - Darken Rahl
@hedgiehog - Citizen of Westland
@Gwenevre -
Dell Brandstone (Chase)
@allieh8607 - Warren
@tuckervet - Denna
