She says nothing tonight. For once, nothing leaves her lips, nothing but the air forced out of her lungs. She has gathered with the three others tonight, gathered with them and ready to instill a little anarchy into Denocte. She doesn’t know the court she’s been sent to destroy, but it matters nothing to her. She doesn’t care about the lives she will be ultimately ending, about the pain and agony that will follow such an act of devastation. She only cares that this is the first step towards something more, something much bigger than she could have ever imagined. All she cares about is that she was a part of the catalyst that was soon to start a series of events that would change the world of Novus once and for all.
She takes up the rear of the group, following behind Able, Tuolouse, and Rufio. Her steps are quiet, her neck arched, her ears alert, and her senses on fire. She wears a cloak, a black silk cloak that only appears to darken her hide. Despite the low-lit evening moon, the cloak helps to hide her more, to hide her where her face gives her away. But they do not know that she has a little trick up her sleeve.
They pause just outside the boarders, waiting patiently in the brush for the changing of the guard. She is silent, her eyes keen on the guards. And finally, when the time is right and their backs have been turned, the group slips passed the boards. As soon as they are past the guards, Targwyn finally lets her lips curl into a smile. This smile is malicious, dangerous, and speaks of her excitement for what she is about to do.
But now the time has come for them to each go in separate directions. Tuolouse and Abel go to the left, Rufio straight ahead, while she steers towards the right. When she is just out of sight, she pauses to change over her cloak. Slowly, she removes the silk cloak, turning it inside out and draping it over her whole body. The cloak swallows her, covering her in invisibility. The enchanted cloak renders her invisible. She is not upset that she only has one cloak. After all, she will not get caught. It was up to them to ensure their own success.
She slips onward, heading towards the food store that she was assigned to destroy. It does not take her long to find it and slip inside. Once there, she pulls out several matches, lighting them and placing them in several areas. As each bag of grain begins to light on fire, she stands there, watching her creature for a moment or two, before she finally slips away and heads straight for Solterra. It is only after she is miles from the boarders of Denocte that she finally removes her cloak of invisibility and reverses it back to the black silk that she had started the mission on. Not once does she wonder if the others are successful. Not once does she care if they are caught. Her part of the bargain was finished and it was now time to return to the canyon and to see who was smart enough to make it out unharmed and unnoticed.
OOC: Anyone is welcome to respond to the disaster, but Targwyn is LONG gone so she will not be responding to this thread.
