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    Natalia Denar
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    As expected, Artus was shocked when Natalia introduced herself. She could see in his eyes that Artus recognised her surname, but even so, the way he talked to her didn’t change that much. “Uhhh…right. Yeah I’ll come with you. I mean it’ll be a nice change to travel with someone rather than be alone. Alright, I guess we better get going then.” As Artus was sheathing his sword, Natalia quietly sighed and rolled her eyes thinking about the boy’s manners. They followed the path until they arrived to Kale.

    Kale

    As big as the city was, it wasn’t particularly impressive. Natalia expected the city where the king lived to be more colourful, vibrant and decorated with all sorts of statues, fountains and flowers. Instead, the most imposing thing was the small arch that marked the entrance to the city. The streets were mostly empty as well, apart from a group of people assembled around a fountain. The fountain was a big one, but it was pretty plain so it left Natalia unimpressed.

    A soldier in a pale, light blue armour left the group and approached Natalia and Artus. “Hey, you folks should leave. This is not the time for any visitors.” Natalia was going to just walk away and ignore him, she wasn’t going to be ordered around by a simple city guard, who hadn’t even heard of personal hygiene. Besides, she wasn’t planning to stay in Kale for long. Artus, however, wanted to convince the soldier he could stay.

    “Uhhh…I’m not trying to be rude, but what’s the problem?” He asked. This should be worth watching. Natalia decided to stick around for a bit longer to see Artus begging the guard not to be thrown out of Kale. “I just wanna talk with Kazu…King Kazu I mean, sorry.” Artus continued.

    He obviously has no idea how to refer to his superiors, not just me, but the king as well. Besides, a commoner can’t just approach the king.

    The soldier told him exactly that. “Look, if I gave everyone who came here access to speak with him, we’d have another unnecessary problem on our hands. I’m gonna guess you want some sort of request like money?” Somehow though, he then changed his tone and attitude. “I’m not forcing you to leave. If you want to stay, the inn is right over there. It may not be the comfiest place, but it’s cheap. But I'm strongly encouraging you folks to leave as soon as possible.” After that the soldier just walked off.

    Surprisingly, Artus didn’t show any relief to be allowed to stay in Kale, more than anything else he was disappointed. Did he honestly believe he would be able to speak to king Kazu just like that? What a weird guy.

    “Well, looks like I’m screwed.” Artus said to Natalia and sighed. “So, you got anything you want to do while we’re here? I mean we can look around and explore few places if you want. If not, I plan on staying at the inn for tonight and you’re welcome to stay if you want. I’m pretty sure I got enough money for the both of us.”

    Natalia looked at him with a raised eyebrow, her eyes checking for signs of mental illness. “I think I’ll be able to afford a room in the inn. In fact, I was going to look around for something more luxurious than the cheap place the guard was talking about.” Natalia’s voice was reeking of sarcasm. “I don’t plan on staying here for more than a night anyway, I’m still far from my destination. “ She continued with her normal, slightly irritated tone. “You can tag along, if you want.” She started to walk away before stopping and turning back to Artus. “Tell me, did you really believe you would be able to talk to the king? Also, what do you want from him?” Natalia asked with genuine interest.
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    Coelnar Ellidyn
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    Coelnar made it to Kale after a few dull hours on the path, and was bored half to tears. Once he reached the gates though, he certainly wasn't disappointed. "I-its huge!" he said to himself. "How could people build this?" The biggest building he'd ever seen had been the elder's house in the village, and to him, that had seemed large enough. He walked over to the sign, grinning with astonishment, and admired the writing, tracing it with his finger. Now that's craftsmanship. I made some carvings in the village, but nothing like this. he shook his head in exasperation. You're not here to look at carvings! he scolded himself. I can find somewhere to stay for the night. I imagine I can ask someone where to stay.

    With that, he headed into the city, and quickly noticed that it seemed strangely quiet. It may have been bigger than any place he'd seen before, but without people there, it just seemed sad and empty. Coelnar was disappointed, to say the least, but he approached a pair of soldiers who were talking in the street. " 'Scuse me. Is there anywhere I could stay around here?" he called, and one of the soldiers turned and strode over to him. Now, normally, Coelnar would try and avoid confrontation, but by now, he was tired, fed up, and just wanted a place to stay. So when the soldier just glared at him and told him to bother someone else, he snapped, raised his palm, and launched a Sunbeam that scorched the hairs off the side of his head. "I said,"
    Coelnar said, his voice dangerously calm, "Is there anywhere I could stay?"

    The soldier, eyes wide and fearful at the sight of magic, however weak it was, pointed towards a ramshackle inn that stood across the plaza. Coelnar gave a stiff nod, and with a thin-lipped smile, turned and headed across to the inn, pushing open the door almost silently. The inside was quite shabby- looking, but homely. It made him quite sad, because it was just like the tavern from Sylvain. had been. There were two others outside the door, a pair who looked younger than him. From what he could see, one of them, the boy, was peasant stock, much like Coelnar himself, while the girl seemed to be of a wealthier origin.

    Coelnar gave them a slight nod of acknowledgement as he headed through the door. He wasn't the type to barge in on other's conversations, after all. He headed up to the counter without a word, pausing only to take off his cloak, which exposed the tribal tattoos that ran down his arms. It seems strange, he thought, That the town should be empty as it is, yet the inn is still occupied. he smiled slightly, and sat himself down on a chair, placing his axe and cloak on the ground next to him, relieved to finally be able to rest.

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    (OOC: SteelKing, Artus and Natalia are not inside yet.)



    Kale
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    Natalia raised her eyebrow at Artus. Was it something I said? He thought.

    “I think I’ll be able to afford a room in the inn. In fact, I was going to look around for something more luxurious than the cheap place the guard was talking about.” Natalia’s voice was reeking of sarcasm. Artus continued to stare a Natalia as she spoke.

    Great…Now she thinks she’s too good for sleeping in a regular bed… Artus wasn’t exactly liking her whole “Rich-girl too good for you’ attitude. He wasn’t expecting someone from a family of her stature to behave this way. Can’t we just check in…? It’s just for the night. It kind of felt like he was around a child.

    “I don’t plan on staying here for more than a night anyway, I’m still far from my destination. “ She continued with her normal, slightly irritated tone. “You can tag along, if you want.” She started to walk away before stopping and turning back to Artus. “Tell me, did you really believe you would be able to talk to the king? Also, what do you want from him?”

    Artus kind of shrugged, not really knowing how to answer her question. “I dunno, I just thought that the King would be willing to help anyone. That’s what people say at least, especially about Kazu. “ He paused for a brief moment. “I mainly just wanted to ask him if he could help me out a bit, with finding a new place to live. My old home, back in Nalan was nearly destroyed, save for a few huts here and there, but a everyone I used to know is gone.” He gave another brief pause to let out a small sigh. “I guess there’s really no reason for me to go back.” He looked down a for a few moments, and then looked at Natalia. He didn't really like giving out his life story, but to since she asked nicely, Artus was happy to oblige.“By the way, what are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be with your family? You guys are pretty wealthy and powerful, and I doubt Diaz would do any harm to you or your family.”
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    Natalia Denar
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    Artus didn’t answer straight away, he had to think about his answer. Even so, his answer didn’t sound too convincing. “I dunno, I just thought that the King would be willing to help anyone. That’s what people say at least, especially about Kazu.” He is so naďve. Or rather, all common people are, if that’s really what they tell each other.

    “I mainly just wanted to ask him if he could help me out a bit, with finding a new place to live. My old home, back in Nalan was nearly destroyed, save for a few huts here and there, but a everyone I used to know is gone.” Artus sighed before continuing. “I guess there’s really no reason for me to go back.” He looked down for a few seconds. It was clear he went through a lot and something like that isn’t easy to talk about. Even Natalia felt sympathetic towards Artus. Artus raised his head once again and looked at her. “By the way, what are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be with your family? You guys are pretty wealthy and powerful, and I doubt Diaz would do any harm to you or your family.”

    Natalia needed a few moments to think about how to reply, especially after hearing Artus’ story. “I’m really sorry about what happened to you. It must’ve been horrible.” She said in the most sympathetic voice she could manage. “About King Kazu, he could be willing to help anyone, but you can’t approach such an important man just like that. I couldn’t see my father without an appointment and even he isn’t even nearly as powerful as the king.” She tried to sound kind, but she didn’t have much practice, so her vocal cords were already starting to hurt.

    Natalia paused and looked at Artus to judge if he could be trusted to hear her story. “Actually, Diaz apparently doesn’t mind hurting out family. His men have already attacked and conquered one of our estates in the East. As nobody else was willing to liberate it from the invaders, I decided to do it on my own.” Natalia’s voice returned to normal, she wanted Artus to know she was doing him a favour by revealing her story. “Of course, I can’t do it on my own, so I was planning to hire some mercenaries in Kale to help me. Though, given the state of Kale, I doubt I’ll find any around here.” Natalia sighed. “That’s why I said you can come with me. We can talk about the details inside, if you are interested.” Natalia moved her head in the direction of the inn to show what she meant by inside.

    I don’t feel like running around the city to find something that may or may not be there anyway.

    Artus silently agreed, so they entered the inn. Natalia frowned the moment she opened the door. It was an average inn, but even after a few days on the road, Natalia couldn’t forget the comfort and luxury of her home. The inn wasn’t completely full, but it was crowded compared to the streets. Natalia recognised a young man that had just entered the inn while they were talking outside. He was sitting on his own with his axe lying on the floor next to him. They made their way between the chairs and tables to the counter. “We’d like to take two rooms for the night.” Natalia said to the woman behind the counter who passed them two keys without a word. Natalia and Artus each took a key. They found a free table and sat down at it. “So, what do you think? Would you come with me?” Natalia asked straight away.
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    Undine Pandora Aqua
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    "I see... that is quite a fine tale. Sounds like you've got an affinity for the sea too. I shall tell you mine..."

    Undine coughed for a while, spewing out water.

    "I am a member of the Great Aqua Tribe. We have roamed the waters around these lands for many years. Many believe we are Undines, some say mermaids or sirens. Some even exaggerate us to be the great Leviathans! Of course, we were great until the troops appeared and genocided my people, or so I hope to think. I ran away like a coward on that very day. However, today, it is a new beginning. Or at least, it will be. It will be really soon I hope... I guess the 'men' of 'Diaz' were out to kill any survivors..."

    Undine noted that they were heading out towards some town Civilisation... gah...
    Undine hid behind the Captain. In a matter of seconds, she summoned a navy blue cloak out of nothingness and veiled her entire body with it. Next, she walked towards a sign which said 'Kale'.

    "Let us proceed, Captain," she walked slowly towards an Inn. "I have heard how these things work. I believe we should share a 'room', and take a rest for tomorrow."
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    (I edited my post by the way, so.. Yeah. ^.^' He saw them outside instead.)

    Coelnar Ellidyn
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    Coelnar sat at his table, silently debating his next course of action. He had enough money to stay the night, but beyond that, practically nothing. He wasn't sure where he would go, or how he would achieve his goals. It was all well and good to dream of revenge, but deep inside, he knew he was deluding himself. I only defeated one of them, and that was luck, nothing more. If I'm going to dream of revenge, I need the means to achieve it, after all. Why didn't I think anything through? What can I do against them, anyway? he sat at his table, with a small plate of bread and a glass of water on the table in front of him. He didn't have the money to afford choicer fare, but was glad of it in any case. Again, it reminded him of home.

    He heard the door creaking open, and the pair he'd seen earlier came in, renting themselves rooms for the night. The owner seemed surprised to have any business at all, and Coelnar smiled at the look on her face when they turned away. It seems she's getting better business than anyone else in this city. The pair took a seat at one of the many empty tables, and continued their conversation in hushed tones, too quietly for Coelnar to overhear anything. I wonder what brought them here? Not that it's my business, anyway, he thought, returning to his food. The bread was quite tough and stale, and Coelnar had to make an effort to swallow it. Say what you would about the mountains, at least their food had always been fresh.

    Coelnar wasn't too thrilled with the prospect of ferrying coins around daily, either. They seemed to have no use other than to be spent. Back home, most trade was done through barter, and Coelnar's family had been some of the few that carried any money with them. It still seemed pointless to him, though. Better to trade with things of use, in his reckoning. Or at least, he thought, as one of the coins fell from his hand, Things that were harder to drop! He sighed as he bent to pick up the coin, and caught a splinter off of the table. I'll wager townsfolk would think the same of the system we had, though. Each to his own.

    With that, he sat up again, and started finishing up the remains of his food with a slight smile.
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    Ethan Daggett
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    Ethan listened to Undine’s story, it was similar to his own, in a way, she was the only remaining member of her tribe whilst Ethan was the only remaining member of the Myrydian. As they neared Kale Undine created a navy blue cloak, seemingly with magic, it was probably for the best, she would likely attract too much attention from the townsfolk otherwise.

    Ethan and Undine entered Kale.
    “Let us proceed, Captain” Undine said, she began making her way towards an inn. “I have heard how these things work. I believe we should share a ‘room’, and take a rest for tomorrow.” Undine acted as if the concept of an inn was alien to her, Ethan guessed that it really was. He had heard of her tribe, he knew they were quite distant from other civilizations but he didn’t quite know how far.

    So she wants to share a room? Ethan thought to himself, sharing a room with a woman he barely knew wasn’t new to Ethan, though it had always been under different ‘circumstances’ before.
    “Alright, I guess that’s a good plan” Ethan said. Ethan wasn’t sure how long he would stick around Kale, he wasn’t even fully sure what he planned to do in Kale, he wanted to assemble a crew, but the streets seemed pretty barren. Ethan also wanted to gather info on Oceon’s Blade whilst he was here, but he didn’t know where to start, he also planned to try and grab some money off some poor sucker who wasn’t paying attention, his funds were beginning to run a bit low.

    As they approached the inn, a guard approached the pair.
    “Hey you two ought to not be here,” The guard said “This ain’t a great time.” Ethan completely disregarded the guard and entered the inn.

    The inside of the inn was pretty bare; it looked like any other inn Ethan had stayed in, however it was its few visitors which stood out. There were three distinct visitors that Ethan noticed, all of which were armed. It wasn’t rare to see people armed with weapons in inns, especially in the shady places Ethan had stayed before, but these weren’t mere daggers, He spotted a large two handed battle-axe on the floor by one of the visitors. At one table sat a man and a woman, they appeared about the same age as Undine, between them they had three swords. Who exactly were these people? Oh well, Ethan wasn’t there to judge, he did have a sword and a gun himself. Ethan approached the counter of the inn and ordered a drink, rum. He sat at a table; sitting at the next table along was the axe-wielder. Ethan looked down at the axe, it was certainly an impressive weapon, Ethan hadn’t seen many weapons like it, something like a two handed axe would be pretty impractical on a tight, enclosed ship.
    “So what, you expectin’ trouble?” Ethan asked as he turned to the man, he took a gulp of his rum.

    (OOC: I thought it might be a good idea to finally get Coelnar some character interaction.

    I had a guard warn us about entering the town as well, it seemed to make sense considering Natalia and Artus were also warned.)
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    Coelnar Ellidyn
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    Coelnar was still thinking about his plans, and didn't notice the new arrivals, so he was quite surprised to be spoken to. "So what, you expectin' trouble?" one of them asked, glancing at his axe. He looked quite unusual, well, his clothes did, in any case. Not that Coelnar could really comment on that score. He was glad of a chance to talk though, and looked up with a smile. "What, this?" he said, gesturing to his axe,"You could say that. I've certainly had more than my share recently, anyway, though to be honest, I prefer hunting to fighting." Coelnar said, acknowledging the man's rather unusual companion with a smile and a nod.

    He looked at the pair of them. "Still, it doesn't seem that I'm the only one in here with a weapon. You seem to be armed well enough, and the pair over there." he grinned. It was mainly out of pure relief at having another human being to talk to, though on closer inspection, his companion appeared to have fins on her head, and seemed even less comfortable with the inn than Coelnar himself. "But still, I'll wager there's plenty we can talk about. For instance..." he gave a small smile, "What brings you two to Kale? I'll tell you my story in turn, if you wish." At least he felt at ease now, which was more than he had before. He was certainly interested to hear their story, and wondered if it would be as strange as his own. From first impressions,though, this pair seemed decent enough.

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    “I’m really sorry about what happened to you. It must’ve been horrible.” Artus could tell Natalia was actually trying to be sympathetic, surprisingly. “About King Kazu, he could be willing to help anyone, but you can’t approach such an important man just like that. I couldn’t see my father without an appointment and even he isn’t even nearly as powerful as the king.” Artus knew she had a point. If it were hard for her to see her own business-mogul father, it would definitely be hard to see the King. She then gave Artus a sort weird look, as if she was deciding something. “Actually, Diaz apparently doesn’t mind hurting out family. His men have already attacked and conquered one of our estates in the East. As nobody else was willing to liberate it from the invaders, I decided to do it on my own.” She gave a brief pause. “Of course, I can’t do it on my own, so I was planning to hire some mercenaries in Kale to help me. Though, given the state of Kale, I doubt I’ll find any around here.” Natalia sighed. “That’s why I said you can come with me. We can talk about the details inside, if you are interested.” Artus nodded. He appreciated the fact that since he told his story, she was willing to trust him and give her side on how the war has affected her. He followed her into the inn.

    Once inside, Natalia gave a slight frown. She probably wasn’t used to the whole ’commoner style-living’. She walked up to the main counter. “We’d like to take two rooms for the night.” The lady behind the counter nodded and handed them two keys. Since it was war period, low-class places like this inn probably weren’t taking money, seeing as any business was good business. Artus took a good a good look around, and saw it mostly empty, except a few commoners here and there, however they didn’t look like travellers, seeing as they mostly wear armor or carry weapons. However there was this one guy who had an axe next to him, a rather big one at that. Artus and Natalia grabbed a table, and she quickly fired the question. “So, what do you think? Would you like to come with me?” Artus didn’t answer right away. He needed to think for a few moments. He had his own motives, and didn’t want to travel. He would have rather just stay in Kale if he could, but he knew that unless he could see the King, there was no way.

    “Alright I guess, I’m in…” Artus spoke. “Are you asking me ‘cus I came to your rescue last time?” Artus laughed, jokingly asking, while flexing his bicep. Of course he was only trying to push her buttons. Artus took a look around and saw two more guests walking in, however this time they were travellers. The way they were dressed was obvious, and carried weapons. One of them took a seat next to the axe guy, and they started to talk. Artus looked away, as he didn’t want them thinking he was listening in to their conversation. He looked around the room some more, and noticed that there was hardly anyone in there. There were two random village folk having a drink in the corner, Artus and Natalia, and those other three shady-looking travellers. There must be a reason...and why did the guards push us away? Artus supposed that there was something he didn’t know. Although he didn’t care much about these kinds of things, the whole vibe of the city was off. “I’ll be right back.” He said to Natalia. He walked up to the counter-lady. “Hey, why is this place so empty?”

    The lady looked at him and smiled. “Because we’re not busy?” She said slightly sarcastically.

    No duh… Artus thought. Immediately he could tell he wouldn’t like this lady. For some reason Artus kept running into girls with attitude problems. “No, man…I mean why is the CITY so empty?” He put emphasis on the city, so she would possibly understand better.

    “Maybe because everyone is inside?” She said again, this time looking serious, and right into Artus’ eyes.

    “God damn…” He cussed under his breath. He wasn’t the kind of guy to get angry, but this lady was really irritating him. She then sighed and looked at Artus in a worried manner. This caught Artus’ attention. She better say something worthwhile…

    “A few days ago, Grandora attacked Kale.” She gave a small pause. Artus was shocked that Grandora attacked, and even more so that the news hadn’t travelled yet. “We were told to keep it a secret, to prevent any sort of panic among other places.”

    “Well…did they do anything? The city looks fine, I mean there’s no damage, so it was a failed attempt right?” Artus said, trying to assure himself that Kale was a safe place to live. Sadly, the lady nodded sideways.

    “They took Princess Luna.” She calmly said. Artus wasn’t sure what to say. In situations like, he had to be careful in case he said something that would question his presence in the city. “She’s being held in Galvez Prison. God knows what happening in there…” The lady started to get teary-eyed, and it was obvious she cared about the Princess.

    “….and what about Kazu? Can’t he something?” Artus asked. “I mean it’s his sister, shouldn’t he do something?”

    The lady nodded sideways once again. “It’s too much of a risk. He tried to send his men down there, but none of them returned. We need his protection in the city, and if he goes to save her, then the war has ended if he gets captured. Diaz has Kazu at checkmate.” Artus felt helpless, an honestly wanted to help, but there was only so much one person could do. Not to mention he already agreed to help Natalia and her little quest. “Commander Ghan said it was Diaz’s orders to capture Luna…” Right then, she immediately caught Artus’ attention.

    Commander Ghan… Artus knew this was the person who infiltrated his hometown and destroyed everything. “Do you know if he’s there at Galvez Prison?” The lady shrugged. She obviously didn’t know, but Artus wanted to find out. Finding a new home could wait. Right now, he needed to find Ghan. “Hey, Nat…” He spoke softer than usual, and had a more serious tone. “I don’t think I can go with you right now…” He gulped a bit, as his stomach started to ache a bit. “I’m gonna go to Galvez. I have a score to settle with someone.” Right then, a couple of people drinking rum in the corner spat out their drink in astonishment.

    “You’re an idiot! Who the Hell goes to Galvez on purpose?” A random man yelled. “Are you seriously that stupid? Kazu sent some of his men and even they didn’t make it back! In fact, they didn’t even make it to the Prison itself, they died before they could even get there!” The man sat down, gasping for air.

    Clearly this guy has issues… Artus thought. It was his decision, why should anyone care? He knew it was a stupid move, but considering the current state of the country, he honestly didn’t care if he died at Galvez, as long as he took down Ghan with him. “It’s my decision. And besides, if Kazu is too *********** to even save his own sister, then there’s really no hope for this country.” Artus insulted Kazu out of anger, however the strangers brushed the insult off. He looked at Natalia. “Sorry, but I have to do this. Ghan is the guy that destroyed my village, and I’m gonna take him down. It’ll also probably catch Diaz off guard.” He stopped for a pause. “I’m not asking you to come with me…so I guess this is the last time we’ll see each other.”

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    Undine simply stood about, silent and shy. The inn was surprisingly crowded, and Undine hated crowds. A lot.
    Undine then proceeded to look around the area. Just then, a guard halted their tracks, warning them about incoming danger. Despite this, the Captain proceeded. Not wanting to be left behind, she followed the Captain as well.
    The insides of the inn looked rather nice, a place one would like to stay in, maybe not Undine.
    Undine then took a seat, prior to noting that the Captain seemed to be starting a fight. She was about to stop it...

    Before the fight could start, it never happened. The opposing side, an axe-wielder, attempted to start a friendly conversation. For some reason, she was shy towards strangers and was unwilling to share her tale with him. Despite this, she sat at the same table as him.
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    Asher did not realize that the person in the corner was attempting to drain the occupants of the tavern of their energy, for he felt nothing. He could now see, even in the darkness of the tavern, that the odd person was male, blond, and slender. His dark clothes would draw attention to him in the daylight, but now, at night, he could blend in with the corner of the tavern. People certainly were not paying attention to the darkly-clothed person; however, they could merely have been distracted by the construct’s appearance. The blond guy asked the waitress if she knew who Asher was; she responded in the negative, yet went on to chatter incessantly about how abnormal things had been lately. Asher had wanted to ask someone, anyone, why Diaz was invading all willy-nilly, but his sorrow and guilt for abandoning Aime were stronger than his sense of curiosity.

    Asher was ushered to his room later that evening. It was sparsely furnished and unadorned, but he was going to use the space for sleep and naught else. Even as a non-human, Asher still required sleep and water, the food being taken care of by the Restoration spell, for he needed relaxation and the core had to check his body to ascertain that its container was functioning correctly. He set his bag by the foot of his bed, took off his clothes and shook them out to rid them of any pests that might have found him tasty, put them back on, and crawled into bed. He dreamt of nothing but Diaz’s army wreaking havoc in Aime, and people being killed. Those were the same dreams he had been having for the past four days.

    Halfway through the night, soldiers barged into Asher’s room, and one said, with slurred words, “Heh, look at this! Fancy there being a girl here! Let’s have some fun with ’er before we turn ‘er in.” In the dark, they had mistaken Asher for a girl because of his long hair, slender frame, and his habit of sleeping curled-up. The soldier who had spoken dragged the construct up by his hair, gripping it near the nape of the neck, and hauled him up to face both of the soldiers. They had been carrying a lantern with them, and now they could plainly see that Asher was, indeed, male. “What? A guy?” one of the soldiers slurred, outraged that they had been mistaken, “Never mind, we’ll just turn ‘im in.” Asher was confused and rather sleepy, so he allowed the soldiers to drag him down the stairs and out of the tavern by his feet (they had turned him around, as hair isn’t the easiest thing to pull by). The cold night air woke his mind up completely, and he began to struggle. Unfortunately for him, his body was still tired, the soldiers retaliated by kicking him; Asher made feeble attempts to cease their attack, but with two of them ganging up on him and not enough strength to toss one of them, he resigned himself to being beat up. He could not sound a word of protest while the guards taunted and kicked him; he regretting have not slept with his pack next to him.

    The blond-haired person was scaring away the soldiers, who, after a night of heavy drinking, were not ready to take on a fighter who had had some sleep and no alcohol. Asher felt the blows decrease after one of the people assaulting him was killed, and then they stopped altogether when a revenant was sent to chase down the remaining soldier. The blond extended a hand to Asher, who was currently bending over in pain and trying not to throw up. The construct turned to look at his savior’s face, and then began to cough; nevertheless, he accepted the help.

    Asher let go of the hand when he could stand without swaying too much, but his stomach still hurt and he was a bit dizzy. ’Restoration,’ he thought, concentrated, and breathed easier when it started to take effect. He was unsure of how to communicate to his rescuer, but, as both were silent, there appeared to be no need to. He had attempted to “talk” to people in the dark before, but that had never worked out the way he hand intended it to, and so he had stopped those ineffectual tries, which more-or-less involved him either pressing the words on the lump of metal against someone’s face, or standing there awkwardly while holding the metal. He turned his head towards the tavern and began to quickly walk; across the main floor, up the stairs, into his room, and by his bed to retrieve his pack. He walked a bit more slowly down the stairs, as he was encumbered with a bag that pressed on his soon-to-be-bruised side every time he took a step. His lump of metal remained in the bag and he was grateful for that as he had no other convenient way of communicating.

    As soon as he was outside, Asher bowed his head to the person who had saved him, but had no idea of what to do after. He was confused as to why, exactly, this person had helped him, and not the other people who had been captured. He wished to ask that person why that had been so, but the lack of sufficient light to read by prevented him from doing so. He was required by the core and his “programming” to return favors that had been given to him out-of-the-blue, but how could he tell this person that he was going to help him and not merely stalk him? He backed away shyly, aware that his devotion often tipped people off to the fact that he was not human, and he wished to hide that. He started to look away from the blond person, feeling a bit unsure of what to do, now that one person was dead, that dead person was chasing a not-so-dead person and he was required by law to do something about it. He supposed that he could construe it as self-defense, but he was also indebted to the person who had killed which made things a bit more complicated. He was, on the other hand, rather curious as how the stranger had come by his skills and why he was in the forest, and he felt that following him could answer those questions.
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    “What, this?” The man replied, gesturing towards his axe “You could say that. I’ve certainly had more than my share recently, anyway, though to be honest, I prefer hunting to fighting”. The man then noticed Undine, he nodded to her politely.
    “Heh, it’s certainly a fine weapon” Ethan said as he admired the handy-work. “Shame it’s mostly going towards hunting, you could certainly crack some heads with that thing.”
    “Still, it doesn’t seem that I’m the only one here with a weapon. You seem to be armed well enough, and the pair over there.” Continued the man, Ethan turned to look at the other pair
    “You can say that again,” Ethan replied
    “But still, I’ll wager there’s plenty we can talk about. For instance, what brings you two to kale? I’ll tell my story in turn, if you wish.”

    “Well I was initially here to try and get some information, I had something taken from me, you see, was also lookin’ to recruit some men for my ship’s crew as well.” Ethan said, he left out the part about his plans to steal some gold “Doesn’t look like I’m going to find many people here, though, the damn place is a ghost town. I happened upon Undine here on my way” he gestured with his head towards Undine “Had some trouble with Diaz’s men, but nothing we couldn’t handle” He said the last part quite proudly. Ethan took another drink.

    Ethan noticed a commotion going on in the other side of the room, the man from the sword wielding pair. He seemed to be planning on heading out towards Galvez, that was Diaz’s prison, sounded like a good place to get some info on Oceon’s Blade, or maybe even find it. Ethan thought for a moment before placing his drink on the table. Ethan noted the pair of men spitting out their drinks in astonishment.
    Pansies… Ethan thought
    “Hey Boy!” he shouted across the tavern, “If you’re headin’ out towards Galvez, count me in!”

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    Artus didn’t answer straight away, he was deep in his thoughts. “Alright I guess, I’m in…” Artus said eventually. “Are you asking me ‘cus I came to your rescue last time?” He continued laughingly and flexed his bicep. Natalia just about managed not to fall for the bait and explode. This brat! Is he even worth the trouble? Annoyingly, I currently don’t have any other options. She clenched her jaw and sunk her nails deep into her thighs, but managed to restrain herself from answering Artus’ teasing. Artus however wasn’t even interested in her reaction, or at least her pretended not to be. He looked around the room for a bit before saying “I’ll be right back.” and walking off to the counter. Natalia just nodded because her anger hadn’t cooled down yet.

    While Artus was talking to the counter-lady, Natalia then took a look around herself. It seemed that another pair had entered the inn during her conversation with Artus. They were a tall blonde man in long brown coat and a blue-haired girl wearing a navy-blue cloak. They were now sitting next to the guy with the huge axe talking to them. There were also two commoners drinking in the corner. Apart from them there was nothing worth noting, although even the two peasants almost fell in the same category. After she was done with the inspection of the room she focused on the conversation Artus was having.

    “A few days ago, Grandora attacked Kale.” The woman made a short pause before continuing. “We were told to keep it a secret, to prevent any sort of panic among other places.” Natalia was shocked. She leaned forward and gave the conversation full attention. It turned out Kazu’s sister Luna was taken to Galvez Prison by Commander Ghan, whoever he was. It also seemed people had given up on rescuing her.

    Artus turned to Natalia. “Hey, Nat…” His voice was surprisingly soft, but full of determination. Natalia was still in too big a shock to object to the way Artus referred to her. “I don’t think I can go with you right now…” He paused. “I’m gonna go to Galvez. I have a score to settle with someone.”

    That fool! He obviously has a death wish. He could just come along with me and get rewarded for it, but no. He’d rather get himself killed. The other guests of the inn seemed to share her opinion. “You’re an idiot! Who the Hell goes to Galvez on purpose?” Someone shouted from the corner. “Are you seriously that stupid? Kazu sent some of his men and even they didn’t make it back! In fact, they didn’t even make it to the Prison itself, they died before they could even get there!”

    Artus didn’t seem to care. “It’s my decision. And besides, if Kazu is too *********** to even save his own sister, then there’s really no hope for this country.” He turned to Natalia. “Sorry, but I have to do this. Ghan is the guy that destroyed my village, and I’m gonna take him down. It’ll also probably catch Diaz off guard. I’m not asking you to come with me…so I guess this is the last time we’ll see each other.”

    So that’s why he’s so determined. Actually, this isn’t unlike my situation, so I understand where he’s coming from. The difference however is that I can afford to hire others to assist me, while he’s helpless. Well, if he wants to meet his death, who am I to stop him. I’m pretty sure I could hire those three instead. However, it turned out she couldn’t. The tall blonde man, who had just arrived immediately volunteered to join Artus. “Hey Boy!” the man shouted. “If you’re headin’ out towards Galvez, count me in!”

    This could be inconvenient. It seems those three know each other, so the others will probably join as well. If those three left with Artus, there wouldn’t be any thugs left for me to hire. However, Galvez is in the same direction as Rose Manor. If I joined them as well, it would be easier to convince them to help me. Besides, I could use some battle practice.

    “Don’t be ridiculous, Artus. Of course I’m going with you.” Natalia said with an irritated voice. Even though Artus’ company wasn’t the reason for her decision, it could be beneficial to her, if Artus believed it was.
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    "Well, I was initially here to try and get some information, I had something taken from me, you see, was also lookin' to recruit some men for my ship's crew as well." the man said, “Doesn’t look like I’m going to find many people here, though, the damn place is a ghost town. I happened upon Undine here on my way” he gestured with his head towards his companion. “Had some trouble with Diaz’s men, but nothing we couldn’t handle." Coelnar's eyes widened at the mention of Diaz. "Diaz, huh? Seems we have something in common, then."

    Coelnar nodded, and gave a brief summary of his own tale. "I've had trouble with Diaz's men, myself." he said. "They destroyed my village, and imprisoned my people. I was the only one to escape. I'm not sure what the attack was even for, but.. You could say that I'm looking for revenge, I suppose. I imagine the soldiers that did it are in Grandora by now." he shook his head. "I killed one of them, though, at least. I'm normally peaceful, but if I ever see any of them again..." he trailed off, and drank the rest of his water with a grim smile. "My name's Coelnar by the way. Coelnar Ellidyn." he said, speaking to both of them.

    Before the man could reply, there was a commotion on the other side of the room, which attracted the interest of both Coelnar and the man. The man from the other pair seemed to be saying something, but Coelnar didn't catch it. He wasn't sure what had been said until one of the men at another table spat out his drink in shock and yelled. "You're an idiot! Who the hell goes to Galvez on purpose!" Galvez... Coelnar thought. They might have taken the villagers there... I don't know where I could go anyway, so I suppose there'd be no harm in going... The man he'd been talking to turned and shouted across the room. "Hey Boy!" "If you're headin out towards Galvez, count me in!" he yelled.

    It only took a moment's thought for Coelnar to decide. He looked across the room, and looked at the man with a slight nod. "I think I'll head along too. There are a few people in that hole that I'm fond of, and I'd be glad to lend you a hand." he said.

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    After helping the non-human up, he quickly started walking towards the tavern again, without saying a word, or thanking him or anything. "How rude.." Keres thought, then giggled softly to himself. Then, he suddenly felt the stench of death in the surrounding energies, and saw the solider he resurrected coming towards him, stopping a few feets away. It was obvious he wanted to follow Keres. "A spell to summon a... slave?" Keres disliked slavery, but a revenant could come in handy.. If he just changed clothings first. the emperor's armor would draw lots of attention, not to mention it was really bloody, as the solider had a deep cut on his throat, which unabled him to any sort of speaking. "Follow.. you.." he tried to say, but as words came out of his lips, blood came out of his throat. "That's a problem.." Keres thought, before taking his hand, guiding him niside after the non-human. "Hey, let us out of here!" The fat barmaid shouted from behind, wearing a bit too tight gown, showing off her rather unpleasent legs. Keres gave them a short look, and went back to the tavern

    Inside, Keres guided the fallen solider to one of the guests room, trying to find him some new clothing. The non-human went on in his own room, probably grabbing his stuff.. whatever that might be. Keres found some good-looking clothes, and somehow managed to remove the soliders armor. The solider was a young man, about Keres' age, tall and well built. His hair was short, and dark brown. His face was pretty, if you're not looking at his terrifying black eyes or cut in the throat. "Hood" Keres said. The solider found a red hooded cape lying besides the bed, and put it on over a quite anonymous white shirt and dark leather pants and boots. "Nice!" Keres said, and tapped him on the shoulder, making more blood oze out, blending in with the cape. "Well, you'll run out sometime" Keres said.

    He met up with the non-human outside, and he gracefully bowed down to Keres, expressing his gratitude. "About time.." Keres said. the non-human looked a bit shy, and stepped backwards, it appeared he wanted to tag along with Keres. This could come of handy, as Keres could drain his energy for emergency situations. Why he wanted to tag along, he could not imagine. would he be in the way? probably, but two are always better than one, and the solider would not last forever. Keres then noticed something in the crowd of locked up people. A map? a map would be nice. Keres had no idea what to do now, but he knew he couldn't stay. He went towards the man holding the map, and he could see the fear in his eyes. "That map. Give it to me" Keres said calmly. "W-wait a minute! You have to release us, you cannot just give up on us an...". Keres had enough, and stabbed the man in his stomach with his clawed gauntlet. The man fell over, and dropped the map. a little boy beside him picked it up and handed it to Keres without saying a word. Keres was annoyed. He called to his orb, and chanted the resurrection spell again, and the man he slaughtered rose. "Massacre!" Keres said, before turning away, leaving the screams behind.

    "Here!" Keres said to the non-human, who was looking worringly at the fallen solider. he appeared to be troubled with something. Whatever that was, Keres really didn't care. "Stay away from him!" He said to the non-human, after sneaking up on him from behind. "We're going here!" He said, and pushed the map practically at the non-humans face. theer was an X marked at somewhere named 'Kale'

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    ((OOC: I’m going to change the course of events, as Asher wouldn’t be standing there if someone is being killed. I think that you should open up SUs again because it’s been more than a week and Krazy95 hasn’t posted his SU yet. ))
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    Asher was thoroughly disturbed when Keres began demanding a map from the other patrons of the tavern without releasing them from the cage. The blond had been showing hints of being unable to restrain himself when it came to hurting people, but this was cruel. Asher knew that they had to obtain a map in order to travel to Kale, but this was not acceptable. He was about to stop the other person, but as soon as he took a step forward, the blond plunged his clawed hand into the man-with-the-map’s stomach. ’What? Does he just like killing and killing the soldier was only to please himself?’ he thought, distraught that the person who had saved him had had ulterior motives. Asher was aware that most people desired something as a reward from people that they helped, but he wished that someone besides him would help people without seeking compensation for their trouble.

    As soon as the blond said something in a language that Asher had never heard before, the corpse of the man rose and the necromancer walked away with the map in hand. As the man neared Asher, he said, “Here!” Asher was unsure of whether to run away from him, turn him in to what law enforcement still existed, or tackle him here and now. He decided to wait, listening as Keres said, “Stay away from him!” from behind him. Asher had no intention of touching the corpse, but he had no way of telling Keres that. Keres, unaware that it was rather dark out and his head obscuring what little light there was from the moon, pushed the map towards Asher and told him that they were off to Kale. Asher had difficultly seeing the map, yet Keres would no move his head, except face his recent kill and say, “Massacre.”

    Asher immediately heard screams as the revenant obeyed the necromancer, but the construct was at the cage before it could finish strangling on of the tavern’s patrons. He rushed around to the end of the cage where the person was being pushed up against the bars and choked, and placed his hand on the bar behind the person’s head. He concentrated and, right next to the person’s neck, the bar broke and formed into a spear. Asher had angled the spear so that it would pierce the revenant’s neck, but it would not puncture the flesh. Deciding to help the person being strangled, he used the hand that was not forming the weapon, his left hand, to make an attempt to pry the fingers off of the neck. He was partially successful at first, but then pressed harder with the spear on the revenant’s neck, and, as anything will go through anything (mostly) if pressured enough, the spear poked through the back of the revenant’s neck and pinned it to the ceiling of the cage. The man who was being strangled fell backwards onto Asher and the people in the cage began to flood out of it. Asher set down the man as soon as he could breathe again.

    To ascertain that the revenant would never hurt people again, Asher thought that the surest way was tying it up and dumping it in a river, but as he had no river, he decided to settle for binding it until it could not even see. He warily walked into the cage as the corpse was flailing its limbs. Luckily, even being commanded by a necromancer who knew how to fight, the corpse had no idea that you were not supposed to extend your arms fully when punching and so opened itself up to Asher grabbing its extended right arm, pushing the elbow in a way that is was not supposed to go, and tearing off what was below the elbow. Asher threw the piece of arm away from the cage and grabbed the end of the previously-created spear. He concentrated despite being pounded on by the revenant and made the spear metal rope. As he wound the rope around the revenant, it began to struggle more furiously. At the end he had to let go of both as the rope had run out, yet it was only enough to bind the corpse’s top half.

    Asher stepped back and considered possible solutions to the revenant besides corpse-on-a-string, and then his thoughts strayed to why Keres had ordered the dead man to attack his fellows. He had been attacked by assassins before, but they had at least made an attempt to hide themselves. They had been hired by people who believed that if something had not been born the “proper way”, then it, and its creator, did not deserve to live. Once they had been discovered, that group of people was kicked out, but their ideas had stayed in Aime for quite a while. The assassins were stealthy and not inclined to kill people out of the blue; killing extra people not in the contract was merely a waste of their time. It was best for them to not attract any suspicion at all. He did not know what to do with Keres at this point, because it appeared that he was dealing with a mass-murderer.

    As he walked over to Keres, Asher considered his options; he could attempt to bring him down now, attempt to talk him out of killing people who were not attacking others, turn him over to the authorities when he had the chance and follow him in the meantime, or follow him regardless of his faults. Each had their flaws, but he finally decided to compromise – if Keres did not begin following the laws of society, then Asher would sic the police on him and if he developed into a person who was more-or-less-sane and not in the habit of killing those who annoyed him, then he would let Keres do what he wanted. He stood there, staring at the ground in front of Keres’ feet when he was near the necromancer, but he hoped that Keres would recognize that, yes indeed, killing a person and turning him into a slaughtering machine was a rather morally reprehensible thing to do.
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    Keres stood a few feet away, obserbing as his newly creted revenant, and how the non-human tried to stop it. It was as Keres suspected. This one have a keen sense for justice and non-violence. "Well, that's a good thing, but you don't get anywhere without brutal force" Keres thought. This also gave Keres a chance to observe this non-human in action. It appeared to have some sort of manipulative powers towards metal. Keres held up his bloody clawed hand. "That might get troublesome.." he said to himself. Observing the happening at the cages, Keres also noticed that the non-human tried not to kill the revenant while saving the others, even though he severily disabled it. "Why do you care saving them if you're not one of them?" Keres said while looking up at the sky. It was early morning, and he could see the sun rise in a distance between the trees. Well, it's time to move on. Keres wanted to reach Kale as soon as possible. He felt a strange force inside him that told him he needed to be there.

    The non-human appeared to be in deep thought after the big fight with the revenant at the cage. Keres did not know what he was thinking about, or even if he could think at all. Keres did after all, not know what the heck this creature was. "Please don't interfere with my actions like that" he then proceeded to say. He knew that dragging this non-human would be a real pain in the rear end, but he also knew that the tremendous amount of magic this creature seemed to posess would come in handy if he ever came in a grim situation. The non-human still looked a bit troubled, an keres thought what kind of mess was going on in his head. obviously, the non-human was not a killer, and valued human lives, unlike himself. But Keres knew how to use the spells now, and was certain that he could take the non-human out if necessary. Keres only had to play his cards right, and they would avoid further trouble. "Next time, I'll take 'em out myself" he then said in an irritated tone. He then turned to the non-human. "I am Keres, what is your name?"

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    ((OOC: Sorry about bunnying your character, Elysian, but it’s the only way…))

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    The sky became lighter as dawn broke, and Keres was staring at Asher. Asher did not appreciate being stared at and this person had made him even more uncomfortable by letting loose a revenant on other people. Asher knew that he had been saved, yet following an immoral person to the nearest town where he would surely cause trouble was not what he owed him. It was a conundrum, but Asher had already settling on waiting until they reached town. Town was not that far away, from what he could tell from the map and its key. Still, this murky and dense forest would slow them down, and potentially expand their trip’s time to twelve hours, if they did not stray from the path.

    Keres admonished Asher for ceasing the revenant’s rampage, saying, “Please don’t interfere with my actions like that,” keeping an undertone of annoyance in his voice to warn the construct that the next time that Asher did something that displeased him, there would be consequences; although, the necromancer was attempting politeness, so Asher was not immediately worried about an assault. Rather, the next sentence from Keres was of far more concern to him. He had said it when he believed that Asher was not concentrating on anything in particular, but he could be observant even when partially distracted. “Next time, I’ll take ‘em out myself,” Keres said, sure of himself. He did have two on his side, but Asher was physically stronger than Keres and had an enormous pool of Mana. If Asher’s body was destroyed, then he could rebuild himself; Keres had no such convenient ability, but he could summon allies. It was best for both of them if there was no infighting within their duo. Keres did not place much value besides what he could use on human life, as he had demonstrated previously, so Asher made a note to be weary of him in the event that he would be deemed “useless”. At least this person seemed to think that he was a person, and not a construct.

    Keres turned himself around to face Asher. “I am Keres, what is your name?” he asked Asher, obviously curious and tired of calling Asher whatever he had been calling him in his mind.

    Asher took this opportunity to fetch his lump of metal from his bag and hold it before him. It said now, in clearly engraved, yet elegant, letters, “My given name is Asher.” Asher had been so engrossed in considering the ethics of following Keres if he was so violent and irrational that he had forgotten that people normally introduced themselves in a different manner. He was aware of how robotic it had made him seem – in the first few years after his “birth” he had been shown off to people and instructed to write that down on the lump of metal. It had become a habit and had been one of the first tip-offs as to his state as a non-human.

    “Fine,” Keres said, preferring to keep whatever he thought firmly in his head. He departed down the path that appeared to be heading to town. Asher followed the soldier-revenant, keeping a few feet between him and the…corpse. As he had to put the metal back in the bag, Asher lagged behind for a few moments while doing so, but he caught up easily. This process happened only that once as Keres did not have any other question for Asher as both had realized that reading something that was hovering while waking was perhaps not the safest thing to do.

    Once they were in sight the town, Keres stopped the group and all forward motion halted. ’Did he realize that waltzing into a town wearing a claw that is flaking off particles of dried blood while tailed by a cadaver is, perhaps, would trigger some questions that would be uncomfortable to answer?’ Asher thought, and then reconsidered. ’He cannot be that inane, as he would be dead by now, and, though I may have to intervene, this is an opportune chance for me to see him handle a situation correctly.’ Asher was nearly ever-forgiving, but even his patience had a limit. They had been trekking through the forest with minimal stops, and even though Asher and the revenant were fine, Keres seemed irate and liable to disembowel another person. Though Asher thought that he could prevent any unnecessary Keres-caused deaths, he did not step forward to cease any plan that the necromancer had in mind. He would only do so if the he broke the law or seemed to near the point of murdering.

    ((OOC: We’re outside of the city, and nearly there. I do not know Keres’ personality well enough to bunny him that much. If you need to bunny Asher, just make him shy and law-abiding with a slight habit of being ever-so-sarcastic. He’s kinda a worry-wart.))
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    The non-human somehow managed to introduce himself as Asher, by pushing a clump of metal in his face, which contained the letter in which formed his name. Facinated by the whole event, Keres was certain that Asher was indeed not human, but some sort of golem posesed by a strong magical quality. "If I were to drain his powers, I would be practically invnsible!" Keres thought to himself, releasing a low yet evil laugh. As they had finally founf the way to the town known as Kale, Keers knew that the solider-revenant would attract attention. He stopped for a moment, and put on the hood on the revenant, covering his eyes, and the big cut in the throat, which had finally stopped bleeding somehow. Asher, however, seemed a bit uneasy around the solider, and kept a few feet behind them. Keres didn't mind, as long as Asher didn't disappear, or decided not to follow anymore. Finally, the town came into sight, and Asher seemed even more troubled than usual. what was the matter, Keres did not bother to ask, as he had already spoken too much.

    Standing outside of town, Keres finally understood what was worrying Asher: His clawed gauntlet was still soaked in dried blood, and that was sure to attract unwanted attention. He tried rubbing them in his cape, but it didn't work. Then, irritated, he sat down and started scratching them with his other hand, looking a lot like a child in the process. "Say anything and die!" He then said straight foreward to Asher, with really bad hidden embarassment over the whole event. But it did work, and his claws weren't bloody anymore. Besides, he would cover himself in his cape, so his arms wouldn't be visible unless someone tried to mug them. Besides, Keres was convinced that Asher was the one to attract the most attention by the two of them. He didn't exactly look like a regular townsman. That might be troublesome, but if anyone tried disposing of him before Keres, he would simply just kill them.

    After a little while, they came across a small inn called 'Meredith's inn" and entered. There, they saw a strange group of people, talking about going on some sort of adventure. The two of them sat down in a corner, in order to attract as little attention as possible, and Keres brought out his Crystal Orb, and started peering into its depths, while Asher sat, a bit uncomfortably and watched, and the Solider revenant just sat in peace and quiet.
    After a while, Keres snathed up a conversation over at another table. Something about woe and misery. He enjoyed listening to them until they mentioned the emperor, Diaz. Apparently, they were going on some adventure to take him down, and as Keres was practically doing the same thing, he continued listening. The group of people wasn't that impressive. Even if they were to joing them, Asher would still be his biggest enemy. But they must be under the posesion of some magical abilities themselves. If not, their energy would be more than enough. Keres stood up, and walked towards them.
    "We're inn", he said emotionless

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    In the midst of finishing up his conversation with Natalia, someone shouted fomr the other side of the tavern. “Hey boy! If you’re headin’ out towards Galvez, count me in!” A man only a couple of tables away yelled at Artus. He was older than him, but looked to be in his twenties. He agreed to come along? Artus was confused for a second as to why he would be helping him. After all, the thought of going there in the first place wasn’t a pretty sight for most people.

    “Don’t be ridiculous Artus. Of course I’m going with you.” Natalia agreed to come with him, although she did seem a little bit irritated, by the sound of her tone. Artus nodded in to both Natalia and the man, and smiled. As he looked back at the man, the guy with the axe was talking with him, and although Artus couldn’t hear what he was saying, but the way they were nodding at each other made it obvious he wanted to come along as well. Artus observed as two more people walked up to him. One had blonde hair, and the other one was rather dark-skinned, but there was something strange about him.

    “We’re in.” The blonde one said emotionlessly. Artus smiled and nodded in agreement. To be honest, the trip wasn’t looking so bad now, considering he had a group of what seemed like to him, a bunch of rather skilled warriors. He smiled, and walked over to the table where the man with the goatee was sitting. There was a girl sitting next to him, and the guy who wielded the axe was near as well. As Artus walked over, he gave a wave of the hand to signal the others who agreed to go to Galvez to come over to the table and join him in a quick briefing.

    “Alright I guess it’s settled.” Artus said, as he grabbed a chair. “We’ll go tomorrow morning, ‘cus it’s gonna get dark soon. And besides, I’m pretty sure we’ll need all the rest we can get.” Artus took a brief pause. “I’m Artus by the way. Artus Callum. ” He was a little bit shy in crowds, mainly because he was never really the leader-type, and because there weren’t many people his age in his hometown, just mostly old people. “Ummmm…so yeah, nice to meet you guys. What are your names?”

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    It was just as Natalia expected. The owner of the huge axe decided to join the rescue party as well. The hooded girl remained quiet, but she didn’t seem much of a fighter anyway. Another man, wearing a dark cape approached Artus and Natalia. “We’re in.” He was referring to himself and two shady guys sitting in the corner. One of them had brown skin, while the other was hiding his face under a hood.

    Natalia wasn’t sure about such creepy guys travelling with them, although this sort of people could prove to be strong allies. Artus, however, had no such concerns. He walked to the trio of two men and a hooded girl and invited everyone else to join them at the table. Natalia sauntered to the table, but opted not to sit down. “Alright I guess it’s settled. We’ll go tomorrow morning, ‘cus it’s gonna get dark soon. And besides, I’m pretty sure we’ll need all the rest we can get.” Artus paused for a bit before continuing awkwardly. “I’m Artus by the way. Artus Callum. Ummmm…so yeah, nice to meet you guys. What are your names?”

    Natalia wasn’t sure how much about herself should she tell, especially with the creepy trio around. “My name is Natalia, although those with a death wish can call me Nat.” She pierced Artus with her eyes when saying the last part. “I’m currently on my way to my family’s home in the East, but I guess saving our Princess is more important than that.”

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    Ethan Daggett
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    It was beginning to look like Ethan wasn’t the only one joining the younger man, within a matter of minutes several others throughout the tavern volunteered themselves to go. Ethan was quite surprised.

    The man who had initially been planning to go approached Ethan, Undine and Coelnar.
    “Alright I guess it’s settled.” He said as he pulled up a seat. “We’ll go tomorrow morning, ‘cause it’s gonna get dark soon. And besides, I’m pretty sure we’ll need all the rest we can get… I’m Artus by the way. Artus Callum.” He was beginning to quiet down slightly, he appeared slightly shy. “Ummmm… so yeah, nice to meet you guys, what are your names?”

    The woman who had been sitting next to Artus walked over to join the group on the table, she didn’t take a seat.
    “My name is Natalia, although those with death wish can me Nat” She said, her eyes then darting towards Artus. “I’m currently on my way to my family’s home in the east, but I guess saving our Princess is more important than that” Natalia seemed to have already taken a disliking to the group.

    Ethan laid down his drink.
    “Hello Artus… Nat…” he grinned slightly as he glanced over towards Natalia “I’m Ethan Dagget, Captain Ethan Daggett if you want.” He thought about whether or not to tell the group about his past, he decided to opt out for now. “One of Diaz’s men took something from me, a weapon” He explained vaguely “I’m hoping to find out where it is, so I’ll tag along. For now.” Ethan then took another drink of his rum.

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    “Alright I guess it’s settled.” A guy who introduced himself as Artus said as he pulled up a seat. “We’ll go tomorrow morning, ‘cause it’s gonna get dark soon. And besides, I’m pretty sure we’ll need all the rest we can get… I’m Artus by the way. Artus Callum. Ummmm… so yeah, nice to meet you guys, what are your names?” the young man went on, he seemed very nervous. The group introduced one by one, and a girl besides him said: “My name is Natalia, although those with death wish can me Nat”. This one seemed as heartless and mean like keres, and he disliked it. “I’m currently on my way to my family’s home in the east, but I guess saving our Princess is more important than that” she then said.

    Keres sat down besides her and took down his hood. "My name's Keres" he then said, anticipating no response, nor the need of telling anything more. "Nice to meet you, Nat" He said to her, grinning slightly. The Revenant came over and joined them. "Oh yeah, I forgot about you.." Keres said. "But I can't kill you again here." The revenant said nothing. Keres ordered a hot drink from the very inapproperiate dressed maid while he thought about how to dispose of the Revenant. He knew he wasn't supposed to attract attention, but hey, no one would notice a dead body in one of the room.

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    After Coelnar volunteered himself, an unusual looking pair entered the inn, and said something to the man, seemingly volunteering to join them as well. There was something off about one of them, the darker skinned one. He didn't seem quite, well, human. And the other one had an air of viciousness about him, making Coelnar wonder if hanging around him might earn him a knife in the back. It wasn't the time for such doubts though, and he just told himself to be glad of the help. The woman from the other pair appeared to volunteer as well, but it was easy to tell that she was less than thrilled about it.

    The man who'd announced the venture came over to their table, followed somewhat reluctantly by his companion. He looked quite nervous, and uncomfortable talking to even their small group. "Alright, I guess its settled." he said, as he sat himself down in a chair. "We'll go tomorrow morning, 'cause its gonna get dark soon. And besides, I’m pretty sure we’ll need all the rest we can get… I’m Artus by the way. Artus Callum.” He seemed more uncomfortable with every minute he spent talking to the group, and it was hard to miss the relief on his face when he finished speaking. “Ummmm… so yeah, nice to meet you guys, what are your names?”

    His companion stood at the table, apparently not wanting to take a seat. She clearly thought herself to be above them, which irritated Coelnar slightly. "My name is Natalia, though those with a death wish can call me Nat." She said, with a glare at Artus at the last part. "I'm currently on my way to my family's home in the east, but I guess saving our princess is more important than that." she said, though it was clear that she wouldn't have agreed to it if Artus hadn't decided on heading to Galvez.

    The dangerous looking one from the other pair came over, and introduced himself, pulling down his hood. "My name's Keres." he said. He gave no other explanation, not that it was really needed. A strange dead looking.. 'Thing', followed him, and he turned to look at it. "Oh yeah, I forgot about you.." he said, sounding slightly irritated. "But I cant kill you again here." the creature, not unexpectedly, didn't reply. The man turned and ordered a drink from the maid, seemingly brooding on something.

    Coelnar supposed it was time to introduce himself. He looked at them with a slight smile. "My name's Coelnar Ellidyn, I'm a member of the Polrin, or I was... Diaz's men destroyed my village, and took the people to Galvez. I don't know if they're alive or not, but if there's a chance of saving them, I suppose I have to take it." he said, unable to keep a hint of sadness out of his voice. "Only I escaped, after all. I had to abandon them back then, and I wouldn't forgive myself if I did it again." he said. "Well met, I suppose."

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    As Artus finished introducing himself, the others began. “My name is Natalia, although those with a death wish can call me Nat.” Artus noticed she gave him a sort of death glare when she said that last part. Clearly she didn’t like being called that, but honestly, to Artus, it was easier to say than her full name. “I’m currently on my family’s home in the east, but I guess saving our princess is more important than that.”

    “Hello Artus…Nat.” The man with the goatee spoke. “I’m Ethan Daggett, Captain Ethan Daggett if you want. One of Diaz’s men took something from me, a weapon. I’m hoping to find out where it is, so I’ll tag along, for now.” Ethan finished up by taking a swig of his drink. Interesting…Captain? Sounds like a guy with experience. Artus felt relieved that they had a guy like him on the team. There was a hooded girl sitting next to him, quietly. Must not be the talkative type. He then shifted his attention to the guy with the blonde hair and hood. His supposed partner, the guy with the dark brown shades of skin was standing next to him quietly as well.

    “I’m Keres. Nice to meet you Nat.” He grinned a bit to Natalia, and quite frankly the way he spoke along with the small grin creeped Artus out. He wasn’t the judgmental type, but he was fairly certain this particular guy had an ‘odd’ vibe to him. Just then someone walked up behind him, however the person looked to a bit ‘off’, as there was something eerily different about the being. The way it walked and stood there sat uneasy with Artus. ….This guy is just weird…He thought. “Oh yeah, I forgot about you. But I can’t kill you again here.” Artus looked confusingly at him, at the revenant didn’t respond but rather followed Keres a few ways away where he ordered a drink.

    “My name’s Coelnar Ellidyn, I’m a member of the Polrin, or I was….Diaz’s men destroyed my village and took the people to Galvez. I don’t know if they’re alive or not, but if there’s a chance of saving them, I suppose I have to take it. Only I escaped after all, I had to abandon them back then, and I wouldn’t forgive myself if I did it again. Well met I suppose.” As he finished talking there, there was a silence among the group. Artus sat looking down. He knew where Coelnar was coming from, so they were on the same page. Although Artus didn’t want to admit it, he felt slightly teary-eyed from Coelnar but tried to hide it as wanted to act ‘cool’.

    “Alright, I’m gonna go to my room.” Artus said. He wasn’t expecting anyone else to have a sad story like himself, and he really wasn’t sure if he wanted to hear any more stories of people dying. He got up and pushed in his chair and faced the group. “We’ll meet here in the morning and the head out I guess.” He turned around and walked towards a hallway, and up the staircase hidden at the end.

    As he got inside his room, he saw that it was fairly nice inside. It wasn’t as bad as Natalia had made it out to be, in fact, it even looked better than his own house. There was a comfy bed in the corner, a fireplace, a window, and tiny washroom. Inside the closet, there a couple of pairs of white, loose fitting clothes, which were probably for the guests to use as night clothes. There were a couple of dress looking-things which were most likely for women, as well as shirts and pants for men. Artus took off his armor and shirt, and changed his pants into the complimentary one. The pants felt slightly loose, but if it was free of charge, he didn’t care.

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