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((Open RP for all those who it directly involves. E.G. If you live in Bane or happen to be there at the time of the fires))


Awaking with a start Alexander looks to the figure standing above him. "Get up you fool" the man cried as the distinct smell of smoke filled his lungs, gasping for air Alex got wearily to his feet and the piercing light from the figures torch shone in his tender eyes, as though he was seeing light for the first time.
Shielding his gaze Alex spoke in a frail, desolate voice "W...Whats going on?!". As the figure opened his mouth a loud crash was heard behind him followed by a blood curdling scream of a woman.
"You are free Alexander!" spake the man as he makes for the door in haste as to survey the situation, "...And if I was you I would get out of Bane as fast as you can. We are under attack!". A slight groan escaped his lips as he left the cell and Alex, heading for the east gate.

Hastily Alexander scrambled for his hidden Serinjah blade he had hidden under his makeshift bed and made for the door, all the time his mind racing. Was this a cruel trick? A nightmare? Or worse...
As Alex stand at the door, looking out at the land before him, he could barely recognized his former home. Eight long months he had been locked in the same cell, being fed once a day by the Salkamaerians. Traitor, Murderer, Thief, These were once all names thrown at him by the guards for his involvement in the rebellion. Notorious... Alexander the Notorious, the name given to him be none other than Kenfric Shalpert before Alex's imprisonment, but all that was going to change because this was the day Alex had been waiting for... Judgement day.

Walking slowly down the stairs and out the doors Alexander noticed no guards but instead alleys filled with townsfolk running and screaming, some injured though only minor wounds. Turning right Alex arrived at the blacksmiths hut to see a guard ushering people out of the building and surrounding areas. "My, My. Quite the crowd" Alex whispered as he draws his blunted serinjah sword and walked towards the guard, the towns people parting before him.
"Out! Out! Everybody Out! Make for the southern gates. You will be safe there!" shouted the guard as he turn, his eyes lock on Alex for a brief moment, as if in slow motion Alex leaped, thrusting the blade into the young guard's stomach. For a moment time stood still as if the battle for good and evil rested on this one moment...

Twisting the blade violently Alex let out a euphoric sigh and withdrew the blade sharply as the guard fell to his knee's whimpering "P-Please..... I......I.... Ha......... Watching the last drop of the mans life wither and fade away from him, he smiles calmly, he felt a sense of pride, Well being, A sense of justice. Wiping the blade clean he spotted his next target, another guard, this one slightly bigger built and just as distracted by drawing water from the well in a futile attempt to control the raging flames. Walking slowly, his footsteps muffled by the chilling screams and echos Alexander was soon upon his prey, his sword raised to the unsuspecting guard. Again Alex could feel the intense fury build in the very pit of his stomach and he takes a deep breath and drives the sword into the crouching guards spine. Seeing the glistening red liquid excrete from the fatal wound Alexander closes his eyes and looks to the heavens.

"Anarius! This night shall be your last!".. smirking he whispered the saying "When chaos reigns, true leadership is born".

a man wearing a half smiling half frowning masquarade mask saw Alexander killing the first guard. He got up from his little shadowed corner and followed Alexander to his second victem, he drags the other guards body with him, as Alexander finnishes his shout the masked one has a violent hiss escape frm his mouth behind the mask, as Alexander and other possible people turn to look he posisioned the guard as he was before he died, he then pulls out a knife and stabs the guard in the ribsa and follows the motion of Alexander when he stabbed him through the stomach. He drops the guards body amd stares at Alexander, ignoring all the flames

Looking over his shoulder Alexander smirks "Cover your face all you will. But the blood stains the hands of many.", raising an eyebrow Alexander flicks up his hood and strides out of the southern gate and towards Caelum.