Scouting

[Kassandra]

*Kassandra was scouting around the borders of the famous city, seeing why it was so powerful. She nodded in approval of the walls as she walked here and there, noticing they seemed sturdy enough. But she knew she could break them..if the time came for war against the reunited kingdom, she knew who would fall. They would stand no chance against her, regardless of a lack of an army on her part, she would take their leaders down slowly but surely. She did find an advantage to being a fallen maia, and that was she had no limit on her power. She roamed freely and did as she pleased. She grinned to herself as she thought that varda was probably teaching some other hopeless fool right now that ate up every word she said. Kassandra was much to powerful and rebellious to listen to every word that cruel valier said. She was rejected for being herself, for being too good, and she hated them for it. She shook the thoughts out of her head and continued to survey the borders. It was a good idea to understand a possible enemy, or ally*

[Taylor]

The sun had long since set and the dark hours of night were beginning to creep upon them. Taylor had been granted admittance into the palace by the prince to rest until she was ready to continue her "journey."Truth be told, there was no journey. She was a spy from Nurn, and she wanted power.

With Eldarion busy attending meetings of Gondor's rule, Taylor had taken the opportunity to slip out for a while. The palace was a magnificent place, but she needed some air. By now she looked like a woman of Gondor. He had supplied her with sufficient clothes, so she no longer wore the tattered clothes of her home. She looked to be one of good. Ironic right? Her journey to the gates had been quick due to the fact that she had a horse to help her down the seven tiers of Minas Tirith. But as she approached the gate, an uneasy feeling fell in the pit of her stomach. A feeling of invasion. Dismounting the horse, she continued on foot through the gates...her sword secure by her hip. It wasn't her job to protect the city...but it was her job to protect her plan. Moving swiftly and quickly against the wall of Gondor, she soon saw a shadow moving ahead of her. The figure seemed to be that of a woman. She lay quiet and hidden...even her breathing inaudible. For now she would just watch...observe what she was up against.

[Kassandra]

*Kassandra was continuing to walk around the walls slowly, making sure not to be seen, when she noticed a guard not far up ahead. He was by himself. She grinned and looked around, not noticing anyone because of her new interest in the prey. She noticed he had a bit of money, but more importantly a horse. She didn't have the money to buy one seeing as how she had no job. She gave the devilish grin she was so accustomed to and began to walk towards the guard. She wasn't trying to hide or anything, just blatantly walking up to him. She was only about 100 feet from him now when he noticed her.
"You there! What are yo-" He was quickly stopped when it seemed the wind was knocked out of him. She was still making her way towards him, but now her hand was held outright as if she were pointing to him. She was faintly mumbling a few words and a bright but quick green flash appeared and he then lay motionless on the log he was sitting on. She walked over to him and took his money and looked up at his horse, which was startled after just seeing her owner killed. Kassandra quickly looked into its eyes and placed an enchantment on it. "Shh shh..no need for that now" *She said smiling at the horse, which was quite beautiful. She looked around again to make sure no one had seen her when she felt someone's presence. Distant, and quite faint, but still just barely noticeable. She raised her brow and then decided to pretend she hadn't noticed anything. She was now fiddling with the horse and made sure she kept her senses about her, curiously watching out of the corners of her eye to keep a check on things. Whoever it was was a brilliant spy..She couldn't pinpoint them, which was a first. Obviously it was no ordinary gondorian citizen.*