Nyissa was a patient woman when she needed to be. For all their talk about choosing Truth over Beauty or Honor over Passion, these Ohmani would break eventually, just like all the rest. Her master had been sure of it, and now she was sure of it. All she needed was time. But this time her mark wasn't an Ohmani man or woman, it was the hulking elphantine man known as Hrogar. She had considered her approach carefully.
Hrogar was Elhannai but, like his old friend Marko, not as likely to adhere to the word so much as the spirit of the Law. He had flirted with her before, complaining as to the lack of Rymyr-kin (other anthroporphic mammals) and then asking her to guess the nature of his vows. Was chastity among them? He seemed to smile under his trunk as she considered. But Nyissa would need to consider much more to satisfy her desire. How to kill such a man? How to pin the death on the Ohmani? How to start a war with the Elhannai? Obbinnox encouraged her to do as much, but he had talked to her seldomly since she had come to the city.
Was she doing something wrong? Or did her master not feel safe? The ancient demon possessed a mortal's fear sometimes, shrouding itself in mysteries. She had found that the best place to call upon him was not her dreams, but by whispered prayers in the Hall of the Ancestors in House Doriavo. One thing she knew with certainty, was that if Obbinnox didn't feel safe to show himself, neither should she. Hrogar's death would have to occur somewhere safe, well hidden. She considered her options.
The elephantine man was susceptible to poison, that was simple enough to test with his appetite. A lethal dose could be traced back to the kitchens though... anything could be traced back by the diviners or chronomancers of Ohma. Unless... the scene of the crime was too disrupted for any one piece to give a clear vision of events... Or... the divination was blocked by the gorgon-blooded walls of a Citizen's Quarters.
How would Nyissa initiate her plan to offer countless souls to Obbinnox?
Her plans will need to be properly layd out for her. She cannot make a simple mistake from here onto the next couple of months.
Every time she has met with Hrogar, she manages to grab a sample of his hair(Or Hide, Looks like hair on his head), passing all of her actions off as if those strands had fallen on her cloths on a natural basis. No one would suspect a simple thing could be a start of his demise.
To any on-looking magic of time that she has withnessed in this city, she makes sure to make every action of hers seem innocent.
During her voyage to the Riverfolk Isles, Nyissa conversed with some of the markets people, keeping in mind the produce that could mix well together to form a poison that could fill a mans body pain, and silence. Not enough to make the person fall over and die, but enough to weaken him to a stop.
Under the shadows of the night inside the quarters that where given to her by the king, she begins the first part of her plan by blinding the visions of any magical eyes by casting nondetection and privacy. She even ends all sounds from eminating from the room she is in with a zone of silence surounding her.
"This should be safe enough." She whispers to herself.
She mixes in the ingredients that she had picked from marketplace mortar, crushing them together to a fine paste, stirs them well together inside a vial.
"Not a trace" She repeats to herself, removing any evidence of her being in direct contact with this vial. Being in a tribe of witches, she has learned a trick or two to help her not get caught by these simple things.
Another non-Detection spell is place but on the Vial itself. "Wont last long, but long enough to hide it carefully." She carefully hides the vial inside her cloths.
She disposes of the Motar, burning it to ashes befor her as she looks onto the next task at hand.
She takes out a dool that she had prepared beforhand. Inserts the hair(skin) of Hrogar that she had keeped all these times and starts chanting his name, atuning the Doll to the man she dreams of sending to his dark overlord. "Soon, He will get his" Talking to herself, in hopes that somehow, her dark master hears her from the abyss. But again, these items only would slow a manlike him. Over the course of the night, Nyissa walks back to the aircraft in wich her and the others had Docked at and makes way to the captains cabin, where she hides the vial that she had made insidethe desk in the room. Befor the spell on both her and the vial wears off.
Days pass and it is not time to return to Ohma, keeping her own distance from the item she had hiden.
As she arrives, she gazes at the first man she see's at the docks, this man, will be the one who will put everything in motion. She blinks her eyes as she walks pass him and imidiatly captivates him in a dominance effect. (Dominate person). "Be Quiet and obey my comands" She tells him, heading towards her living quarters with Jack, the man who will be withness to her further actions. "A Vial awaits you in the Cabin, You are to make tea with it, and present it to Hrogar as a sign of good faith from Marco over the course of the night".
The day passes and night comes, enjoying her stay back in Ohma infront of Jack who in turn tells of his adventure with Master Bardlebee and Mistress Lazh. Seeing as time neers, she bids him adieux as she in turn heads to her room.
She scrys upon Hrogar, waiting for the moment that the Man from the Docks come to him. Minutes pass by and her waiting ends, she see's him, Hrogar taking the Tea after hearing it had come from his old friend Marco and accepts it with kindness. "May I share this Tea with you?" She tells the man to repeat, Hrogar laughs and invites him in, as they both sit down to tea.
Hrogar as he takes a sip of the tea, will sence that it has been poisoned. But too late, Nyissa in return stabs the Doll she had made months befor, into the back of it. Paralizing Hrogar from the waist down. He canot walk, he canot move. His voice is silenced by the poison coursing threw his body. "Now finish him, give his life away, to Obinox!" She Whispers lightly as she see's in the vision the man taking out a knife from his pocket. Putting it to Hrogars neck and stabing him. Several times over. "W-why?" Hrogar tries to speak out. With his last breath, Hrogar see's that the man, Lo Quan, was not in his right mind.
(I hope its fine by you that i use Lo Quan as the man she Dominates. thought it could wrile up a few things. If its not okay, Il be happy to change it!)