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Interested in how Alexander Amell looks? Put 'William Moseley' into Google images. Pretty, sexy, intelligent and powerfully built he has it all, and yes I do have a crush ;-)

Interested in how Tria Surana looks? Put Arwen into Google images.

Senior Enchanter Leora was currently running for her life. As Mistress of the Circle stockrooms she was in no way suited to combat. It was no particular failing of hers as with magic, like all of the Makers gifts, some simply had greater natural ability than others and while study and dedication could improve your power Magic was much like the Makers gifts of music, dance and the other arts. Without natural talent you can only make it so far.

As soon as the growing crisis had become apparent Leora had panicked and immediately run through the list of people she was sure were not demons in disguise that she could go to for protection. Unfortunately as most tended to look down on her for her lack of talent the list was short and there was only one name that she was certain she could reach without having to fight through to much difficulty on the way.

'Tranquil, Apprentice's! Quickly! Follow me!' Leora screamed out as she ran out of the complex of rooms that formed the Circles stockrooms, crafting halls and labs.

The gaggle of concerned Tranquil and terrified apprentices stuck close to Leora as, panicked though she was, she obviously had a pan. And that was a hell of a lot more than they had.

Bursting into the stockroom in the central chamber Leora ducked under a stray fireball, the threat of imminent death doing wonders for her reflexes, and cast an earthquake spell in the general direction of the group that looked more 'demoney' not even slowing down for a second she grabbed a random mage from the second group by the collar and pulled him along in her pel mel flight.

'Niall!' She exclaimed breathlessly as she finally recognised him. 'You and your friends need to bring up the rear! Don't let anyone harm the apprentices' or tranquil from behind.'

Her own fear at the thought of someone hexing her in the back as she fled had been building since she left the stockroom and left her incredibly aware of how vulnerable the group following her was. The tranquil had no magic after all and the apprentices who were with her for crafting lessons were all under 16 winters though thankfully no one under 12 winters generally left the apprentices dorms.

Releasing Niall, who promptly fell to the floor in a heap from the sudden change in speed, a roar from the direction of the Chapel made her put on an extra burst of speed.

'Owain! Leave that and come on! And bring the rest with you!' Leora yelled out as she leaped down the stairs leading to the first floor three at a time.

'Where are the templars? They always said they were here to protect us as much as to protect others from us and this is the one time in my life here we have actually needed them to follow through on that promise. WHERE ARE THEY?!'

Tria Surana was having a very bad day. In fact she was having a very bad week.

'First that IDIOT Jowen gets caught trying to escape and then he takes Alex down with him and now fellow mages are trying to kill me! As if it wasn't hard enough maintaining even basic dignity and rights when it was just the templars set against us now someone has decided we need to fight against ourselves?!'

Tria had spent the last week living in the library that made up the entirety of the First Floor. She was searching for some thing, anything, in the books of Chantry/Templar/Circle interaction that might help her save Alex from his fate.

'Not that it matters' she reflected bitterly 'The only chance he had was the First Enchanter but of course Irving abandoned him as soon as Greagoir put even the slightest pressure on him. It only goes to prove that First Enchanters are chosen by the Templars no matter if they are 'actually' appointed by a towers College of Magi.'

The pale skinned and dark haired elf had been researching in the library when the chaos of the revolt had started. Surana had been taken from the Amaranthine Alianage when she was just a child but her memories of that place had allowed her to strike up a friendly accord with Alexander Amell when he had arrived. That the Amells were willing to hire Elvhan labour on the docks and on their ships had also gone along way to making it possible.

'After all. Daddy always did say that even if they were paid less than the humans they were treated right and they were kept on as loyal workers even if there were human dockers idle on the wharfs.'

Based on this rocky start Alex and Tria had become fast friends. Though she was far more impulsive and wished desperately to explore the world, the more cautious and analytical Alex still claimed her as his best female friend, his best friend now that Jowen was gone. The templars had been especially wary of this fact as Tria Surana had just as much raw power as Alexander Amell. The only difference was how they applied it as where as Alex had reached senior enchanter level spells but spread them out over three schools she had focused on, and gained, full mastery of the Primal School, only dipping her toe into Entropy at Alex's constant urging.

'And thank the Maker for that!' she thought grimly sending another blizzard at the demons the revolting mages had summoned.

Uldred had apparently not counted on anyone staying in the library whilst he had made it known that anyone interested in the future direction of the Circle should join him on the upper floors and had only sent three mages to secure it. He had not counted on Tria Surana.

The only Mages in the library. Petra, Kinnon and Keili had stood still in shock as Tria turned the first revolting mage into a charred, twitching corpse with a blast of lightning before they even realised they were facing serious resistance. Unfortunately that had not lasted long and realising that they were facing someone quite capable of defeating them they had summoned demons to their aid.

Tria had sent the three other mages down to the Apprentice Quarters on the ground floor to protect the children and had begun the most intense battle of her life. The second rebelling mage had been stalled by a blast of Ice before being shattered by a stone fist as Tria dodged an incoming life drain and burned the hunger demon closing in on her from behind with a blast of flame.

'Note to self. Be more careful when throwing around fire spells in the library!'

Thankfully it was an isolated bookcase and another stone fist sent it crashing down on the second huger demon crushing and burning it.

Two Ice blasts in quick succession eliminated the two rage demons that had been summoned but as she turned Tria realised that that had been a mistake. To take them out she had turned her back on the last rebelling mage and the demented grin on his face as blood pooled in his clenched fists told her she was not going to live to regret that decision.

Which was why she was left blinking in shock as a Senior Enchanter Leora came flying down the stairs and knocked him over before the mass feet of the apprentices, tranquil and mages trying to keep up with her trampled him to death.

'Don't just stand there Surana! Move!' Leora bellowed as she tore passed the blinking, stunned mage.

Not really believing she was following the kind-hearted and patient Leora in a battle situation Surana joined Niall in bringing up the rear of the fleeing group as they headed towards the apprentices quarters and the hopeful sanctuary of the ground floor.

It was only as she ran passed the burnt corpse's of templars and mages alike on the main route through the library that she had time to ponder what had been going on whilst she was fighting her way through the stacks.

'Rightly or wrongly Mages are in revolt. So where are the templars? I mean its not even all of us revolting if this group is any indication so where are the BLOODY TEMPLARS?!'