Entry tags:
VIDEO CALL ☏ to everyone
[ some time later in the evening after wynn's initial sending people out via word of mouth, a message will go out over drakenet. wynn looks particularly grim still, the lines in his face betraying just how much fucking shit has gone wrong tonight. ]
My Knights. Many of you have been made aware by now that the prisoner in our dungeons, the doppelganger called Kyp who impersonated two members of our Knighthood, infiltrated our sanctum, and helped aid our enemy in delivering those Knights to torture at the hands of Dimitris Sarandis, has escaped. All evidence points to his being aided and abetted by one of our own.
Sir Elena Gilbert, who possesses similar abilities to his, was seen leaving with him not long ago. She left behind a message apologizing for her part in this, but not denying it. My own conversations with Sir Gilbert before her departure lead me to believe their intention is to travel to Andres Isle. She seems to possess a great amount of sympathy for him, and feared that he would be executed before being granted a chance to redeem himself for what he had done to us.
Whatever her intentions, this doppelganger has proven himself too dangerous to be allowed to walk free at this time. We will make every effort to prevent them from traveling outside of England for now - but your standing orders to remain off from Andres soil have not changed.
Following on the heels of this come further dark tidings. Sir Luthir Reedhym, one of our eldest, most respected members of the Hide, has fallen in service to his family and Knighthood. Those connected to the dark forces that led to his downfall will be brought to justice, you may be assured. When this matter rests, we will host a fitting ceremony to celebrate the life and achievements of our dearly departed friend.
One final matter: all of this is connected to another event that transpired this night. A mass suicide of Shadowkind in New York City will certainly be global news tomorrow. I would like to thank those Knights who stood steadfast even in their grief to do what must be done and save what lives they could.
These are perilous times, but we will face them together. Stand strong with one another, and do not despair of heart should we fail to make progress tonight.
We will win the war, whatever battles we may lose.
My Knights. Many of you have been made aware by now that the prisoner in our dungeons, the doppelganger called Kyp who impersonated two members of our Knighthood, infiltrated our sanctum, and helped aid our enemy in delivering those Knights to torture at the hands of Dimitris Sarandis, has escaped. All evidence points to his being aided and abetted by one of our own.
Sir Elena Gilbert, who possesses similar abilities to his, was seen leaving with him not long ago. She left behind a message apologizing for her part in this, but not denying it. My own conversations with Sir Gilbert before her departure lead me to believe their intention is to travel to Andres Isle. She seems to possess a great amount of sympathy for him, and feared that he would be executed before being granted a chance to redeem himself for what he had done to us.
Whatever her intentions, this doppelganger has proven himself too dangerous to be allowed to walk free at this time. We will make every effort to prevent them from traveling outside of England for now - but your standing orders to remain off from Andres soil have not changed.
Following on the heels of this come further dark tidings. Sir Luthir Reedhym, one of our eldest, most respected members of the Hide, has fallen in service to his family and Knighthood. Those connected to the dark forces that led to his downfall will be brought to justice, you may be assured. When this matter rests, we will host a fitting ceremony to celebrate the life and achievements of our dearly departed friend.
One final matter: all of this is connected to another event that transpired this night. A mass suicide of Shadowkind in New York City will certainly be global news tomorrow. I would like to thank those Knights who stood steadfast even in their grief to do what must be done and save what lives they could.
These are perilous times, but we will face them together. Stand strong with one another, and do not despair of heart should we fail to make progress tonight.
We will win the war, whatever battles we may lose.

no subject
[ CLARIFY, BRO. she actually cares about that bullet. ]
no subject
no subject
no subject
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
no subject
If you suspected they were heading to the Andres Isle, why not send out teams to intercept any possible mode of transport they could have taken instead of letting everyone go off on a wild goose chase?
[he also has no tact.]
no subject
no subject
no subject
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
no subject
no subject
no subject
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
no subject
Can I ask what the message said?
no subject
If you wish to see the message, you may speak to Sir de Tanos. It will be delivered to her when she arrives.
It did speak well to... Sir Gilbert's intentions. But seems to indicate her complicity in his release.
no subject
And that's it? No other messages?
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
no subject
Did you say Elena Gilbert?
[ It's insane, how he's gone a month not thinking about her - or not connecting her name to who he has been thinking about. He remembers his brother, vague ideas of competition and resentment, and the girl that came between them, the girl he let go because he wasn't good enough for her and Stefan deserved her. And finally, it's as if that clicks into place. She's here? ]
no subject
no subject
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
no subject
Sir, I can try casting a scrying spell on Sir Gilbert.
no subject
no subject
no subject
but maybe she did and everyone was too blinded by their hate for kyp that they couldn't see it was hurting elena as well. god, vi just hopes she's safe. ]
Hi boss. [ she looks like she wants to say something, but words are hard right now. she probably couldn't have waited but she's bad at that and she needs a distraction. ]
no subject
no subject
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
no subject
[Deadpool narrows his eyes behind the mask and points at Wynn's image on the phone.]
I got you figured out, Elena! I told you to stop prank calling me!
no subject