Its' been 6 days since Anwen went to the temple of Bast. She has not left her chambers in all that time, not for food, not for people, nothing. She has even barred the servants from entering with an Iron door no less. With a touch of worry Kitten climbs around the outside of the palace and through her window one clear evening. There she finds a mess. Stuff scattered about, a half eat platter of some kind of bird, several clay carafes of some interesting smelling liquid, several mugs, empty but with the same or similar scent to them. Pages with drawings, strange runes, and other random looking things. Several pieces of 'local' clothing, all high fashion types, draped here and there around the room. A couple of pieces of clothing she can't identify, 8 boots, only the long ones Anwen always wears recognizable, the others are of different styles, strangely it looks like 4 right shoes and 2 left ones but none of them are of the same style. And that is just what she takes in before a yawning Anwen comes in from the bedroom only wearing her cloak.

Upon seeing Kitten in the window, "Oh hi, something I can help you with ?" says Anwen sleepily.

Kitten looks at her and can't help thinking how sexy she looks like that. Few people look that good just waking up, "We were getting worried about you after you locked everyone out of your rooms. But I see you have been out and about, though you do make a mess." looking about the room.

Small grin, "Actually I have not left the room. Been studying my magic and playing with my toys. Pretty much all this stuff came from the cloak. It's somewhat random on several items though. Like trying to get matching shoes out of it. Not to mention the only clothing it gives me is random formal wear from different countries and times.

Kitten slowly nods, "Ah I see. So why the sudden need to hide ?"

Shrugging, "Trying to get my head around the situation I am in and all the weirdness I have experienced since being pulled here. Even back home I only ever met gods twice in my life and both those times they were in the border lands between the physical and spiritual worlds, never in Person Person if you take my meaning."

Kitten nods, "Yeah you have seen more gods than I think any other living person and in a very short time to. I can understand wanting to hide after that. And two your new to being a woman from what you told us before. So I can see you wanting to explore that side." she states staring at the light furry region of Anwens anatomy.

Anwen nods, "That to. Dreading the first time I have to go through my new bodies cleansing cycle."

Kitten now looks her in the eye, "What ?"

Grinning, "The bleeding time, you know, the mortal monthly cycle." Kitten slowly nods, "Yes, I am very aware of that time, just never heard anyone put it the way you did. What is it cleansing anyway ?"

Finding a group of pillows and sitting down, "The female body has an egg in it. It is only viable for a short time. At the end of that time the cycle starts and it is washed away and a new one forms. That is the female part for making babies. The male part is the sperm, which if you could look at them up close they look like tiny white tadpoles. Interesting notation my people learned. It’s the Men's sperm that determines the gender of the babies. Women are just blank slates as far as that goes."

Kitten looks surprised, "Really. Huh, well that certainly explains a few things."

Anwen shrugs, "I learned it in school. The lands I come from schooling is mandatory for 6 months of the year, mostly after the harvest till just before the planting seasons. And for several hours a day. We learn reading, writing, math, art, science, history. For a minimum of 10 years. Those that choose to can move on to High School then Colleges and Universities of which Universities are usually run by the state and Collages by other organizations and may specialize in certain forms of teaching. Such as schools dedicated to teaching magic. Those are rare though in this time. In my own time they are more common."

Kitten slowly nods, trying to keep her mind focused on what Anwen is saying and not the beautiful woman's breathing and what that is doing to her lovely large breast. Anwen pulls her very long hair over her chest, "You're not really paying much attention to what I am saying are you. I have been watching your eyes and they spend more time below my neck line than on my face." Kitten guiltily brings her attention back up to Anwens smiling face, "I can't really help it, your very beautiful, you have a near perfect figure and I prefer women as lovers over men. Not that men don't have their uses."

Anwen nods, "Food, carrying large heavy objects, protecting us from themselves mostly." She says with a grin. Kitten grinning nods back, "Yeah that's pretty much it. Making babies so we can keep going to. Some men I could do without though."

Anwen nods, "You have certain ones in particular ?"

Kitten looks sad and nods, "I used to have several ah, 'babies' of my own then a rival came and killed them all. Told me he would kill any I had from then on because Only He is allowed to have children. He killed all those not of his line to and did something to our mother, she just disappeared one night. Ever sense he has ruled the immortal world and done his best to make me and my siblings miserable."

Anwen nods, "Caine"

Kitten looks shocked and nods, "How did you know ?"

Starting to quote, then stopping, "Meh, basically according to the Book of Nod, which Is a much twisted and often wrong history of immortals Caine was the first, he made a deal with some unspecified dark forces which made it so he had great power but could no longer walk in the sun as it would kill him and his. At one point he forced Lillith to help him gather all the other immortals and locked them with in a mountain. Because there were 'to many of them in the world'. After that point Lillith mother of Demons as she became known, no longer walked apon the world. But sometimes came to others in the Dreaming or along the border realms. She cursed his name allot to in the early times as well. That sound about right ?"

Kitten nods, "Only I and my brother, his Older siblings were not locked away as we did not heed the call. We don't know which mountain either or those that still lived we would have freed by now."

"It is a volcano, in Italy called Vesuvius. In 79AD it blew its top, burying a city near its base in ash and killing thousands of humans. Several hundred years later historians excavated the site and within caves in the mountain found mounds of burnt mummified bodies, many with fanged teeth. The general public never heard about those, but some of us had better access to such information. Though the ones who leaked that information, and were found out, got listed as cranks or madmen. Um a crank is someone who gives false information for sadistic or as a joke reasons, sometimes both. It's an insult term, especially to those who pride themselves on their work." Kitten nods sadly.

"With that we may be able to free them, but Caine would just put them back in, or worse."

Anwen shrugs, "So kill Caine. With all his weaknesses it should not be hard."

Kitten smiles at Anwen, "He holds up inside a stone fortress, surrounded by powerful servants and defenses. There is no way to reach him."

Getting up and retrieving her bag, "aw ye of little faith and imagination. Your forgetting you have me now. A person with magic yet invented and spells from a thousand plus years in the future. Because of this and my Magic Mirror, we may be able to End this problem now. Or at least put a serious hurt on him." pulling up the mirror and placing it on a wall before pulling it open to full size, "Now where did you say he was ?"

Tentively Kitten gets up and moves beside her mage, she touches the mirror and directs it's site to a foreboding stone fortress built in to the side of a mountain. Through its passages and tunnels till the image of a large room with a dark throne covered in human bones is seen, passing before this throne is a small heavily built man and a group of pale looking people awaiting his word. Others in fine robes or armors are there as well. Some kind of meeting is taking place. Some mage types are looking in to crystals of varying types and one mentions to the lord of some outside force trying to see them but the force is moving and they can't get a picture on who it is.

The leader, whom Kitten says in Caine, grunts and ask 'Could it be our new allies trying to contact us ?' the mages all jump and suddenly the picture in the mirror becomes more bright and clear as the interference of the mages stops. A moment after that the image of a tall regal elf appears next to a stone table, the man bows, "My Lord. We had some difficulty in contacting you." Caine waves him off, "Not your fault, my mages can get a little over protective sometimes, blocking out everyone, allies and enemies alike. What news do you have ?"

The figure, "Most of your plans move forward as we have seen. The one in Egypt however has hit a snag, a new mage there, claiming to be an elf, interfered in ending your rival and even stopped the Pharaoh from becoming your new servant. They captured most of our servants there and they were executed. Our spy's report on the new comer though indicate whatever she is, she is not an elf. To tall and barbaric in dress, to blunt and lacking in the finer points of we elves. Most likely one of the barbarian sects trying to use our name to impress the locals." Canine nods and summons someone to him, he whispers in that one's ear then has them wait for further instruction.

Caine turns back to the elven figure, "Anything further on the Egyptian problem ?"

The haughty elf stands a little straighter, "Only rumors of gods coming to beg from this imposter. We suspect she used illusions to baffle and impress them and add to her dubious reputation. You know how easily these humans are duped by such theatrics."

Caine nods. "Thank you Seriac, I will look in to this development personally. You may continue with the other plans." The figure bows and vanishes.

Kitten looks over at Anwen with wide eyes and sees her removing a patch, rubbing it on the end of her staff while muttering some dark sounding curse. Then she points the staff, with the patch still covering the end, through the portal and 'fires' something at Caine. Then she quickly pulls the mirror in so the portal part is closed but they can still see and hear what is going on.

Caine turns and sees a cloth ball roll across the floor from the direction of his mages, "Ok who is dropping their nose rags again." he says angrily then the room is engulfed in bright blue white and angry red flames, rolling over and around for several seconds before retreating down to several burnt figures. One figure on fire bumps in to the ash shrouded figure of Caine, it crumbles to ash and dust, parts still burning. Anything in the room that could burn is burning or already ashes. Kitten is watching with a mix of glee and fear. Her old enemy and many of his generals are dead. But his plans are still in motion. The head has been cut off, but the body still lives. But for how long none can say.

Kitten, in a tiny whisper, "What did you do ?"

Anwen sounding angry, "3 spells at one time. A delayed one from the cloak, a powerful one from the staff and one of my own power added to the other two. I wanted to make Sure it got through. Sealed room with no ventilation works wonders it seems on a fire ball spell. It just rolled back on itself and increased the original damage multiple times. And given Caine's kind of immortals major weakness to fire, it really added to the effect."

Kitten tackles the larger woman and starts kissing her all over and hugging with all she's got then she is on the floor and Anwen is gone.

Looking around, "Anwen ? Where did you go ?"

From above, "DON'T DO THAT! You scared the bejeebers out of me." Kitten looks up and plastered against the high ceiling is Anwen, cloak behind her, her naked form spread eagle. Kitten rolls on her back and stares happily up at the scared elf, "Sorry forgot myself again. Just so happy he is dead, I forgot for a moment that you can disappear with a thought. Though you did not .. how are you still up there ?"

Anwen shudders a moment, "I can move objects with the power of my mind, I count as an object, so I am just levitating myself at the moment. Seems safer here. No offense, you’re a very beautiful being, but the sharp teeth, while nice to see from a distance are scary up close."

Kitten laughs at that, "Wait, you like the Look of my fangs, but your also scared that I may bite you ?"

Anwen, somewhat sheepishly, nods. Kitten is tickled by this, "You are a strange woman, but I like you anyway. I would not bite you by accident. I have more than enough self-control for that. I might nibble a little, but not enough to break the skin. Well not without permission. Are you going to come down from there or do I need to find a way to come up ?"

Floating down slowly, "Just don't jump me like that. Your lucky my first impulse is to run. " Kitten, still grinning nods, "Well my first impulse as to kiss the stuffing out of you, but your strangely shy for one who is so sexy."

Anwen lands several feet away, "I have issues. Been hurt in the past and as such am slow to get in to such situations in the present." Kitten nods, "Yes I know about such things. I am thousands of years old, the 2cd immortal made, Caine was the 8th."

Anwen looks thoughtful, "One ancient legends says that when the founder of a line dies all those below him die as well. Think that is true ?"

Kitten sighs and shakes her head, "Sounds like someone's wishful thinking to me. No, but those who were under his Thrall will certainly know it and some may kill themselves out of grief. Including those of the blood. So in that sense yes I suppose. Others will go on and many probably will be unaware of his demise. But with him gone we can finally try to rescue my children."

Anwen moves to her mirror and first raise the view to high above the earth, where she opens it up, sticks just her head through and lines up something. Then pulling a huge rock from a nearby mountain, she lets it drop on Caine's Fortress from about 3 miles up.

Then pulling herself back in she moves the image around till she finds the sleeping volcano and moves it in closer and along the sides. Not finding a cave or crack she leans through and places blue light spells along the top edge of the portal, before moving it in to the rock.

Kitten watching, "What is the light for ?"

Without looking away from the mirror, "To see where I am going when I find an opening. I got the mirror shrank to a point now that the portal part is closed as this is a volcano and I don't want to chance hitting a lava flow with that open." Kitten nods, watching in fascination as blue tinted rocks seem to fly by under the gaze of the magic mirror.

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Anwen is keeping a hand in the center of the mirror as she directs it's gaze. They come across several burrowing animals, insects and such before a huge cavern comes in to view, but Anwen barely pays it any attention. The floor is littered with bodies though, torn apart and in many cases burned beyond recognition. Anwen moves on past them, searching for Something 'alive' Kitten stays right by her side even as she recognizes the remains of many of her childer. Many past loves. She grips Anwens arm but does not stop the search. Anwen comments softly, "I sense life here, faint, like it's sleeping, but some still alive. Just have to find them."

Kitten nods then realizes, "They are going to be starving, we can't bring them here."

Anwen grins, "Know any enemies that you would not mind sending a pack of starving Immortals in to ?" Kitty laughs, "Oh your just evil. I like that. And yes several in fact. These People of the Sea especially."

Anwen nods, "Ok first we find and tag your lost brood, then we locate their landing ports so we know where to send the hungry ones. Then we sit back and watch the carnage. Going to need snacks for that part."

The search takes all night and part of the following day. But they find 19 survivors hidden inside various nooks and crannies. Some partially waken when the glow crosses them, but there is nothing of their normal minds in them right now, the hunger is all consuming. Even so Anwen puts a magical sigil on them so they will be easier to find, and then moves on. One of the best preserved ones though is surrounded by tiny bodies of many hundred burrowing animals. Anwen comments, "ah someone with advanced animalism, summoning them to him so he or she could feed, hard to tell in this light about gender." Kitten nods.

When all are found (ie Anwen starts finding earlier found ones) Kitten stops her and puts them both to Anwens bed. Sometime the following evening Kitty wakes missing the warm form next to her. She comes out to find Anwen 'using the facilities' as she puts it. Before removing a mug from the cloak. It comes forth with a steaming brown and white looking liquid, of which Anwen consumes half in one long swallow. Seeing Kitten she toast her with her mug, "Coffee, just the thing to help wake me up in the morning." glancing out the window, "Or evening as the case may be." Kitten smiles, she has heard of this strange drink from the Arabia's but never smelled it before. It does smell good but she is not in the mood to try it now. "How soon till you can start to use the mirror to search for the raiders bases ?" she ask. "After breakfast and maybe a carafe of coffee. Coffee is a strange substance, it taste worse than it smells till other things are added to it. Done right, with the correct ingredients, it will taste as good as it smells."

There is suddenly a pounding knock on the door. Anwen ignores it but Kitten doesn't. She moves over to the door and lifts the heavy bolt, it does not budge. "How do you open this ?" she ask. Anwen shrugs, pulling out a carafe and a pie, "It's a sliding bolt, just pull back on the handle."

Kitten looks at it then sighs, seeing what she that it is stopped from lifting up as she first thought but instead slides in to another iron piece. Simple genius this door. She slides the bolt home and opens the door a crack, "Yes ?" She ask sweetly to the line of Royal guards and one worried looking Pharaoh, "Kitten ah good. Is she alive in there ?" Kitten opens the door wider, "Yes and a sloppy house guest to boot." The Pharaoh comes in looks around and agrees with Kittens assessment.

Finding the mage, warming a bit of bird over a flame in her hand the Pharaoh sighs, "We have been worried about you. That door appears and you disappear and my Mages don't know what to make of that door."

Anwen shrugs, "It's Iron. It is made to repel people. I put a simple charm on it to improve that. I guess as you’re here the charm is wearing thin." she yawns, "Sorry been a long few days. Getting rid of enemies you did not know you had, spying on ones I did not know you had and helping Kitten finding of lost things."

Ramsey's looks at Kitten for a translation. Kitten shrugs, "She has been finding people conspiring against you. Learned who sent the assassins and learned that what they put in your food was not meant to kill you but to give them control over you. To what end we don't know and are unlikely to learn because in a peak of rage she destroyed them, their fortress and probably a good bit of the surrounding country side the fortress was in." she stops to let that sink in, "The fortress was in Assureans territory and apparently controlled by an old enemy of mine to. I had no idea he was the power behind them. She used fire, lots and lots of fire, to remove him and several of his generals and spy masters."

Anwen nods, "Then I dropped a really big rock on their fortress. From about 3 miles above it. Just for added Splat potentials."

"This morning we" glances out the window again, "Evening, we plan on searching for the harbors used by the people of the sea and dropping in a few things to give them all a really bad week."

Ramsey rubbing the bridge of his nose, "More fire ?"

Anwen, "Monsters actually. Teleport them right in to the middle of groups of them and then sit back and watch the carnage."

Ramseys actually looks up and looks thoughtful, "That actually does sound like a good ploy. Hard to defend from monsters when they are already inside your defensive lines."

Anwen nods, "We accidently found a whole bunch who are trapped inside a mountain a few months travel from here, by conventional means. IE across the ocean. I have already put magical tags on them so all I need to do is find a place to drop them and activate the spells."

Ramsey nods, "Very well, you have my permission to do this. Giving some hell back to those marauders is very good for the rest of the world. Oh and I want a report on any ports of theirs you find. We need to know where they are if we are to put a final stop to them." Anwen bows and Kitten nods. With that and a final look around the room, Ramseys leaves.

Kitten closes and rebolts the door, "He is going to want you to clean this room you know. It's only on loan to you."

Anwen nods, "Yeah I know. I will need more bags before long." sighing, "Would love to have a Heward's Handy Haversack. That is a magical backpack with several bags of holding stitched to the sides and a large one with access magic for the main part. I could fit almost all this stuff in to it with little problem." she grins and nods, "Bags like that exist, they are just obscenely expensive." Anwen nods, "Ironically they could lower the price, make more of them and show greater profit in the long run if they could get around their greed. Mages often don't make good business people." Kitten grins and nods.

Less than an hour later there is another knock on the door. Anwen looks at it and shrugs, "It's Althea and one other person." Kitten just sighs and goes to open the door. Althea has a very pretty and well bound slave in tow. "I thought you might be in here when I saw you crawl out our window the other evening. I brought entertainment."

Anwen looks at the red haired woman with the wide hips and small (in comparison to her) chest. Stares at her for long minute, "She is an assassin and immortal hunter. She gets free, which she is working on doing, she will try to kill us all. Want me to break her arms and legs ? I can do it without laying a finger on her."

Althea sighs, "You’re a mage you do lots of things without touching them."

Kitten just shakes her head, "Tie her up better, um is she safe to eat ?" Anwen does a spell and several hidden weapons, a couple in uncomfortable places and a couple just out of phase appear, but no internal poisons are detected. Althea very expertly removes the physically concealed weapons. She is rough about it and unconcerned with how the woman feels about it. The out of phase ones have Anwens attention, "Hm some kind of soul bound weapons, Nice. Wonder how well they will work after I gut her." Kitten lightly spanks Anwens butt, "No gutting, it makes a mess."

Anwen goes to her leather bag and pulls out a harness device which she expertly ties around the would be assassin, "Don't bother trying to break these bonds girly, they are made of steel and able to hold a giant in place, let alone someone like you."

The assassin growls, "I will kill you and your nightwalking masters."

Althea cocks her head to one side while Anwen stares at her, "Someone gave you false information about us dearie. No nightwalkers here. I did blow up a bunch the other night though." Kitten starts bouncing on her toes, "yes she did. Caine is Dead Althea, that bastard is Dead dead dead, consumed in Fire Dead. Took several of his slaves and nightwalking servants with his evil self to. So much Fire, boom no more Murdering bastard !" she is practically dancing around the room.

The assassin looks surprised, Althea is dancing with Kitten in a happy bouncing way.

The assassin smirks, "If that were true then all those monsters would be dust by now."

Anwen looks at her, "Why ?"

She sneers, "Because he is the first one of those beast, with him destroyed all the others would die to."

Anwen shakes her head, "He was not the first, not by a long shot. He was insane and did his best to lock all the older ones away and killed off the younger ones that were not of his line. But he was at least 4 steps down from the very first one."

She shakes her head, "No that is not true."

Kitty nods, "Yes it is. See we keep track of such things, as such he and his allies find us to be a threat. That is why people like you are often tricked in to trying to kill us. "

She shakes her head venomously, "No, our leader Seriac told us all about this."

Anwen, " Seriac, slender elf, grey suit, talks with his nose in the air ?"

She nods, "He is the leader of the hunters. We serve him to hunt down all the foes of the living."

Anwen sighs, "He was in league with Caine, he reported that all plans are moving forward as expected save for my interference in Egypt. I prevented the poisoning of us and the control potions from being fed to the Pharaoh. I don't know if he was doing it of his own free will or if Caine had somehow gained control over him. But he was indeed working for Caine."

She is in a rage, "YOU LIE! YOUR GOING TO DIE NOW!" glowing weapons start to appear around her. Anwen sighs and gestures, the weapons and the girl vanish. Anwens harness stays behind.

Kitten looks sad, "Where did you send her ?" Anwen points up. Kitten looks at the ceiling, "How far up ?"

"We should start to hear her scream any second now." in the distance but getting closer is a high pitched scream, "She is going to make such a mess on the roof." Kitten looks horrified, "ANWEN Bring her back Now!"

"You want her to make a mess on my floor ? I can't stop the momentum, she will appear at the same speed as she is going at now, only in front of us."

Althea "How about aiming for the pond ?" Looking out the window, she points to a swan pond. Anwen shrugs, "Sure nice science lesson for you, what happens when an falling person hits water." There is a soft pop about 5ft over the pond and a very heavy sounding splash a moment later. The screaming has stopped.

Kitty looks at Anwen, "What do you mean 'science lesson'. " Anwen shrugs, "Drop a human from anywhere over 50 on to a body of water and it will impact just as hard and deadly as if it were stone. Less splatter however."

A thought later and the 3 are bedside the pond, "Interesting, she is still alive" Anwen states in a cold clinical way. "Shall I pull her to us ?" Kitten nods and with a soft pop there is a broken body, struggling to breath. "She does not have long to live if you want to eat her." Anwen states in that same cold voice.

Althea screws up her courage and Orders Anwen, "Save her, you must have Some magic that can keep her from dying, so Use it."

Anwen jolts, as if struck. With dark eyes on Althea she pulls off her Ankh and places it around the girls neck. "It will take several hours but the magic of the Ankh will heal her." Turning an even colder tone on Althea "Is there anything else you would have of me Master ?"

Althea just shakes her head so Anwen vanishes. Kitten looks at the girl. "Anwen was trying to protect us. She is really a caring person under all that cold exterior. Though now we know just how much power you have over her and she is really going to resent you for a good while I think." Althea, looking close to tears nods, "This girl has so much potential, I just could not see her die simply because she put her faith in the wrong person." Kitten nods, "You have a good heart to Althea. At any rate we need people to carry this girl inside so she can heal properly." Althea nods and heads off to find a litter and servants. Kitten squats next to the girl, "I am sorry this happened. I really hate seeing people die like this. Anwen is a powerful being, but she does have a dangerous temper. Just like the rest of us red heads I suppose. Even at the best of times we don't always think our actions through."

The girl, through blood spraying lips, "I will kill you all monster. all monsters must die." she states even as she tries to summon her weapons, but the pain and effort is too much and she faints away.

Althea returns with the litter and a couple healers. One of who tries to remove the Ankh even though he is told repeatedly to leave it, "But she is just a slave, she does not deserve to wear such a holy symbol." Althea turns on him, "If you remove that I will cut off each of your fingers and make you eat them, understand me ?" He pales and nods.

When the chief healer hears of the threat, he is angry, but when he learns the reason for the threat his anger turns on the healer who was trying to remove the amulet. "Fool, you would steal from the injured just because you don't find them worthy of our gods. Get from my sight before I have you whipped for such blasphemy." Althea sighed, "The Ankh belongs to the Mage Anwen. She put an enchantment on it to speed the healing of the girls injuries." The priest nods, "I have heard she has done many great things and I was there the night you all appeared, I heard her Prophecy concerning Pharaoh Ramseys and our queen. To be remembered so far and so fondly in to the future is a great thing indeed. Those are the kinds of prophecies I like. Ones that give us hope for the future."

Althea nods, "Me to. But I fear she is angry with me right now. I don't want to confront her in her present state. While I don't think she would kill me, I may need your services if I do."

The priest smiles and nods, "Ah, yes, people like her are often of contrary tempers. The gods ask much of them and it can be wearying on the soul." Althea nods but says no more.