King Almare of Magrar is a b*tch! REBELLIOOOON!!!

All of a sudden the skies begins to crack as light shines through. Adding to a peaceful like scene.

Sir Ryan is heading to Lady Tia's Room and was thinking what a stupid idea it was to go alone. He wasn't going alone next time. Well maybe he should again. He walked in and stared at the scene.

"What is going on here?"

Lady Tia's back was turned to Sir Ryan. She heard him when he spoke though. A snapping sound came from her just then. "Where the f-" Tia took a deep breath and tried again. "Where in the name of Mithros have you been?!"

She then turned around to face Sir Ryan. Her eyes seemed to have flames in them. If one looked down at her hands, one could see that the snapping sound was due to Lady Tia snapping a longbow in half.

"We can save that for later. First I want to know what is going on here."

Sir Ryan has a very confused look on his face.

"Note to self: Keep in check. I'll try and sneak back tonight if I can."

The Silver Rogue laid a reassuring hand on Lady Tia's shoulder. "Now now, calm down, sweetcheeks. I can see that charming temper of yours boiling to the peak. We wouldn't want an accident to happen, now would we?" He knew he would pay for saying the word sweetcheeks, but it was the only thing he could do to draw Tia's attention away from Sir Ryan before something... ugly, happened.

"Oh, someone who was very clearly told not to leave the premises does not need to know what has happened here. Tara, take my hand. You know what I want to do."

Tia joined hands with her sister, and immediately a bright colored glow of magic surrounded them. Lady Tia chanted a spell to which Tara joined in. They flung the finished spell at Sir Ryan, and an orb of magical light went inside him. "That should do it. Thanks Tara."

[Wth just happened?]

"What I just did is for me and Tara to know, and for you to find out that you're restricted." Lady Tia smiled dangerously.

"Hmm...so is anyone willing to tell me what is going on?"

Sir Ryan checks his rising anger for the unknown magic. He starts planning his next raid to the Kingdom. He will need one or two people to go next time.

"Do you mean what happened before you graced us with your presence, or the restriction and detection spells Tara and myself have just cast on you?"

"Well if you can explain both, then explain!"

Sir Ryan's eyes glowed a dangerous red. His hands were down near his hidden daggers and he blocked his mind from any who wished to enter. With the speed of thought he vanished from sight. No trace was left of him but he was still in the room. His eyes growing redder and he starts emitting a deep growl.

"What the heck is going on...Everyone seems to be moving slow..and...i feel a strange power."

Lady Tia flicked a spark of magic directly at Sir Ryan. He was revealed instantly. "I did mention that I also cast a detection spell a few minutes ago, didn't I?"

"Anyway, this is all besides the point. Tara, have you contacted anyone at Tsivilis? Silver Rogue, have you got any reports from the Bloody Hawks tribe?"

"Apparently, my subconsious awoke all of the negative feelings, emotions, memories, and abilites inside me, which created an alternate persona called the 'Crimson Zodiac'. I was captured by the kind of Magrar, and the disc you see shattered a few feet away from me caused the said subconsious freak out. Currently, I have three of my oldest friends under the same form currently, their altered personas controlled by the fatass on the throne. Aside from that, these restriction and detection spells have left me dangling like a fairy in the room, seeing as my arms and my legs are tied together by magicks, courtesy of those two bumbling women over yonder. Now I'm swinging like a fool, and still hungry. Will someone get me something to eat while I swing like this?"

I hung suspened in the air, the magicks there locking my arms and legs in place. This was awkward...

"Oh my goddess!" Duchess Miracle, who had always been sympathetic towards people in awkward situations, smiled sheepishly as she peered over at the Silver Knight. "That... wasn't them. They did those spells on Sir Ryan, and they're very VERY real. The ones that are on you are merely a glamour and were cast by me. Now, if you concentrate, you can get yourself down here... and to these." She gestured at the plate of sandwiches in her hand.

As the dark clouds dissipate and sunlight breaks, a bright light adjacent from to the sun burst throughout the sky and lingers for about 30 seconds following several small explosions in the sky.

[For what really happened to the in the sky read the latest Log Entry in the Random Kingdoms Sect.]

"Ok...now what?"

Sir Ryan looks around his surroundings with a bored look on his face.

"Well, Sir Ryan, seeing as you are confined to the premises, I'm dragging you back to your room this instant. And don't even think about leaving Minvilor. You'll just be dragged back in a very uncerimonious way. Fufufufu..." Lady Tia drags Sir Ryan to his room, deposits him, and slams the door behind her after leaving the room.

Meanwhile in the Infirmary Wing, the young messenger from Westeye was resting from his wounds.

"Oh this is just perfect..JUST PERFECT..Hm...I'll just have to send a shadow clone then. Hopefully this will work"

Sir Ryan creates a shadow clone of himself and sends it to spy on the Palace. His mind is within it while his body is back in his bed. He technically did not leave so the spells dont work on him.

Tara felt a resistance. Good thing she put an extra spell on Sir Ryan.

Sir Ryan's shadow clone snapped back to him.

"OW!!"

Sir Ryan stares around.

"So they put a spell on that too...damn.."
Sir Ryan kicks over a chair and smashes it against his wall.

"I need to see for myself what really happened"

Admin note: Maybe this event has gone on long enough, and it's time to start a new one. This event will close sometime tomorrow night.