The City of Crystal Purge stood like a timeless masterpiece against the cliff edge the water below in the cove gently slapped the cliff side. The city was busy with the daily lives of those who have lived peaceful lives for centuries. The echo of bells sounded the entire city only every so often. The Bells told a tell of why the Crystal city gained the name Purge. A Cry erupted though the streets as guards and lords gave chase after a young girl fleeing for her life. She had made the mistake of healing an injury on an old man who had gashed open his leg and would have died. The Chase ended rather suddenly when Lance Gyro a young well muscled man caught the fleeing girl and pinned her down. His short cropped hair lightly falling down his forehead as he looked at the woman and shook his head. “Don't resist It'll only cause you more harm.” his voice was as sharp as the weapon he held at his side. Sobbing the girl nodded her head she was terrified and rightfully so. Lance escorted the woman to the guards and she was placed in handcuffs and taken to a temporary prison before the sentence of the royal family would be passed down upon her.
The tradition of hunting down all magical creatures and people from the city had begun nearly 5 generations before when the last magical royal mysteriously lost their magic. A fear gripped the nation when all nobles and royals could no longer protect the nation. A new law was put in place a law that banished the magical from the land of light to the pits below.
The catacombs were once known as the holding cell of the most dangerous demons in the nation trapped inside the cliff for all of eternity by the very magic they wielded. A Prison meant to protect the world above from the forces that would destroy anything it touched.
Mages, shifters, healers, and other magical creatures lent their powers to enforce the barrier around the cliff and the 20 foot wide pit in the middle of town that let those creatures fall into the pit when sentenced. Now the barrier as strong as it ever was keeps creatures known to fly from flying out and those known for digging from tunneling through the cliff face. Magic apparently can only pass one way into this area through the pit in the middle of town.
Far from the pit deep down the catacombs in a tunnel so narrow one could barely fit in it sits a person looking for the sea. The smell of the cove is close he knows but cant seem to figure out why he can smell it so feverishly since the Dark Hollows only ever smell of death, blood, dirt and fear. Lykos fiddled with a bit of dirt in the narrow cave he sat in.
Lance changed his outfit and prepared for the trial he knew was always lost by those he caught. Another would soon join the pit below and his mind was preoccupied wondering about something that had been bothering him from the day before.
As the City's citizens gathered around the pit forming a semi circle all trying to get a good view of what was happening some kids sat on roofs of buildings while others squeezed though the legs of adults. Lance held a chain that was bound to the handcuffs of the young girl he had caught before.
Whispering to the defendant he spoke sharply. “when you fall try and fall with your feet first if you want to live, If you want to die aim head first.” he didn't say it to be mean but as a warning for the healing witch. Standing at attention when the Royals and Nobles approached to pass the sentence down.
King Rawlins took a somber breath as he saw how young the girl was she reminded him of his daughter slightly younger. He looked to his wife and felt the burning desire and hatred that always seemed to come about when one of the magical showed itself. The Velvety sound that was King Rawlins voice seemed like that of a father speaking to his children. “Dear one, you have been accused of a treacherous crime in this city.” His honeyed eyes seemed to search for a reason she would risk herself risk exposing what she was in this town. “Under law decree 119.5 you have been accused of either using Magic, being magic or having Magic. The sentence for this crime is banishment to the catacombs below the city for eternity. How do you plead?”
The girl looked at the king then to the other royals and nobles and with tears staining her cheeks proudly said. “Guilty, But, I saved a man's life, He would have DIED without magical healing!”
King Rawlins looked to his Queen then to his daughter and felt that the young girl should be pardoned but the law was the law. With a heavy heart he turned away from the pit and started to walk back a bit. He waved his hand in the Air indicating the trial was over she had admitted her guilt.
Lance turned to the young girl and pulled his Falcata from it's scabbard and mouthed lightly, 'Do not try and run.' he moved closer and undid the bindings around her wrist for harsher criminals they would leave the handcuffs on and just throw them into the pit but this girl wasn't strong enough to fight back. “Go on you jump and I won't have to force you.”
The Girls fists were balled up and she spat on the ground. “Mark my words One day You'll change this law but some you have sentenced wont be alive when you do and you will be murderers. And deserve the same punishment you have put so many innocents lives.” she turned and looking at the deep hole took a deep breath and jumped into the pit. He form was wonderful if only she had been diving into the ocean rather than where she was heading head first.
((adding a rough drawn map of Crystal Purge))
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