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The branding and expulsion of Conal

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  • The branding and expulsion of Conal

    Fourth day of the Tenth Moon,
    Nineteenth Year of Recent Awakenings

    In accordance with the will of Her Majesty and in upholding the duties charged to me as Chronicler of the Court, I hereby submit the account of
    the branding and expulsion of Conal.

    The Enemy of the Crown once known as Conal was branded as a traitor and cast out of the realm Marrach, but not before the Shadow that had consumed his soul was driven out of him by the First Acolyte of the Natura Balanus, Mistress Adayne.

    A crowd gathered in the Outer Bailey Courtyard late in the evening of the fourth day of the Tenth Moon, summoned by Sir Maugis, the Royal Wizard. While those in attendance were uncertain why they had been called to witness, it was made clear when the Royal Executioner, Master Helve, came in with the Enemy of the Crown, Conal, in his grip. The vicious creature was shackled to prevent his escape, as he had proven through many previous opportunities to be ruthless and canny. On this day, though, there was no escape for the tattooed murderer.

    Conal was driven to his knees in the courtyard before Mistress Adayne, who began the ritual to cleanse him of the Shadow. Though he fought, in the end the ritual succeeded; a thick oozing shadow seemed to melt from his body, pooling around him before evaporating into the cold winter air. The departure of the Shadow left Conal weak, disoriented, and thoroughly at the mercy of the Royal Wizard, who on this evening was the hand of the Queen's Justice. Though he threw himself at the First Acolyte, the once-feral panther was now nothing more than a mewling kitten, inflicting naught but a shallow bite before being slammed into the ground by Master Helve.

    Left now to the wizard's mercy, Sir Maugis began the next phase of Conal's punishments by branding him with the mark of the Traitor. Conjuring a flame in the palm of his hand, the wizard heated the branding iron to a white-hot state. The brand, the letter 'T' in the centre of stylized flames, left an indelible mark on the traitor's right shoulder. The searing pain of the branding silenced Conal's endless threats, drowning them in his screams.

    The wizard raised his hand over Conal's restrained form, setting free one of his many spells; a bright light flashed through Conal several times, the bright blue and white colours lighting up the criminal like a lantern.

    "You are mine," Sir Maugis told Conal. "My mark resides within your very bones. Try to remove it if you're feeling bold; I would treasure the thought of you as paste."

    Conal, who had continued his vicious threats against the wizard and the gathered denizenry, suddenly fell silent as Sir Maugis demonstrated his new control over the former threat, cutting off Conal's ability to breathe with a mere gesture of his hand.

    Sir Maugis proclaimed, "Conal, hear my words: For your treason you are hereby and forever banished from the halls of Castle Marrach. By the will of Her Majesty, you are forever to roam the darkened corridors of the Underworld, never again to walk in the Light of this realm, never again to stand within Her presence. My wards will make sure of that. Should you ever return to this blessed realm or be found seeking to do so, know that you shall suffer the Queen's wrath and I, as Her instrument, will rend your body and destroy your immortal soul forever more."

    Earlier in the day, the Royal Wizard had modified the wards around the realm; though he did not explain why at the time, with Conal's branding and expulsion from the realm, the reason became clear.

    Sir Maugis released his control on Conal, allowing him to breathe once again.

    "My work is done," Sir Maugis concluded. "I trust the rest of you can manage dumping him in the Under." With that, the Royal Wizard vanished, and the Royal Executioner and others escorted Conal out of the Realm.

    This chronicle will be subject to changes and corrections, as I humbly ask all readers, please indicate to me though discretion any falsehoods I may have mistakenly communicated. It is by means of the conservation of the Past that we continue to serve Her Majesty and give substance to those that follow.

    In service to Her Majesty Queen Vivienne, The Office of the Chronicler, and the Denizenry of Her Majesty's Realm,

    Euphelia Noronos
    Chronicler of the Court