Noble Court - June of 622

When the rift opens above Miquella drops the trinket to the ground. Seeing Rachelle move towards the women on the ground he looks to Jade. Seeing her fear, and he moves to her quickly. “Jade, now is not the time. You need to move.” He begins to run to Rachelle to assist her and to survey the room. When seeing one of the figures he will attempt to cast a spell in hopes of pinning one of the assailants down. “I pin you where you stand.” The small bolt of energy leaves his hands to hit the assailant in sight.

The warrior stumbles, almost falling as his foot magically adheres to the floor. He quickly turns to glare at Miquella as his comrades vanish, leaving him behind.
He spits and yells at Miquella in fluent Guigian, "Khoù reg! Voeb biler ta, chyaùdiq!"
(Celestial language: You dog! I will kill you, criminal!)

As the dust begins to clear from the sudden assault, a sudden cacophony erupts overhead as part of the ceiling collapses, sending debris crashing to the ground. A figure clad in black and white crashes through the roof, landing in the center of the Meeting Hall. Two large silver-scaled wings extend from his back, twenty feet on either side of him, as thin ribbons of smoke trail from his nostrils.

"Where is she?!" He roars, his voice reverberating off the stone walls.

He snaps his head to the side, focusing his attention on the pinned man. The newcomer closes the distance between himself and the man wearing the white and red favor so quickly that he appears to vanish and reappear inches from his target.

"Where is she?" He growls the words as he closes his fist around the man's neck lifting him cleanly off the ground, leaving his pinned leg behind, still attached magically to the floor.
Gasping for breath, the man's words are garbled by blood as he struggles to speak through his closing throat.

"She is... where she belongs... you fuck."

The winged man flicks his wrist upward, sending the now screaming man up through the hole in the ceiling, leaving behind only a trail of urine and severed leg as evidence of his presence.
The man in black and white turns to the platform where the King is being hoarded against the wall.

He points an accusatory finger and roars, "Thirty years, Vlastimir! For thirty years I kept her safe! She was here for a day--one day--and this happens! This happened on your watch. Fix it."

Without waiting for a response, and with a mighty flap of his wings, the man disappears through the hole in the ceiling.
The Meeting Hall fills with excited whispers of "That was a dragon!", "Was that Jedash?", "We're fucked."

Seeing Miquella successfully cast magic helps Jade snap from her fear. She regains her composure knowing all magic is not lost. She begins to walk towards the mystery man but is stopped as Jedash crashes through.

Just as soon as he appears he leaves again. Jade continues to step forward and look through the ceiling waiting for the mystery man to fall back down.

Without moving her attention from the new roof hole Jade speaks loudly for the whole room to hear.

"Here's the plan... As soon as that man comes crashing down I need us all to act quickly. I need a competent healer to his body immediately. Do what you have to do to stabilize him. Once we have him conscious again we need to restrain him. The noble with the truth sword I will need you with me to question this man. I don't know what is happening but this isn't random. It was planned and we need to act fast."

Dorian lowers his sword and sighs. He puts a hand to his lower back and stretches it while he speaks. "We don't necessarily need to interrogate him. Those were Planar Knights. Selena was a key player in providing us with the peace we enjoy today but I'm assuming something she did went against their ridi- rules." He shakes his head. "They probably took her back to their base of operations."

"We still need to know where they are. How to get to them. What rules she supposedly broke and what they want with her."

Jade turns a harsh look towards Dorian.

"Because some of us care what happens to others. You look very carefree about the situation. His majesty isn't the only one in danger here."

Dorian puts his sword away and braces both hands on the table in front of him. "I'm anything but carefree, Lady Jade. Lady Selena is a dear friend of mine and I'm concerned for her. I'm also concerned for the kingdom because dragons are not enemies we want." He nods. "We know where they are so we just have to get to them. As for why they want her, yes. We can question him to find that out. Id like to know as well. Assuming we can find him."