Zauberheim - Kingdom of Magic RP

[hothead1021]

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Shopping District
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As the group walks around the shopping district, they find its not as lively as before since people are moving to the citadel for the tournament. Ivadi noticed Felicie getting impatient and started to complain. Anri however intentionally ticked her off to get a reaction which caused Ivadi to chuckle "how's about this Milady, if there is nothing that suits your fancy here, how about I attempt to make you something?" he suggested before hearing the commotion from the store as everyone else rushed to the store without Felicie “I really hate it when I’m ignored...” she said as Ivadi chuckles "you still have me milady." he said as they headed to see what was going on.

the scene was a bit chaotic when these three people were with the shopkeeper. Ivadi noticed Anabelle holding the keeper hostage as the chains went to Anna and the shopkeeper. Anri began to speak “Who are you people?! What do you want with that shop owner?!” she asked as Ivadi held out his hand to stop her as he looked at this rationally "Hold on Anri, I think the real danger is Annabelle. I don't know why but i have a bad vibe coming from her, lets focus on her first if she is the largest threat." he said before speaking to the other two "I'm sorry but could one of you contact the local authorities here? I don't want there to be unnecessary bloodshed." he said

[Creator_Drake]

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Potion Shop
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The figure had perked up when things began to escalate, perfectly in tandem with the arrival with others outside. Ignoring the Jinko's shout the figure stretched out his left arm swiftly. Those that could would feel a slight rise of energy.

"Shakkahō." The word conjured a small ball of red flame that collided with the paper emitting chains like lightning. Covered in smoke all that was left were ashes. The source destroyed the chains would disappear. Without looking behind him the figure raised his right arm under his left, pointing to the man behind while pointing the left at the woman now before him.

"Sai." Another rise of energy and both the supposed robber and the man behind the figure would feel their arms lock behind themselves at the wrist, and would find it hard to break free from the unknown spell.

Lowering his arms the figure walked forward to the now bound woman and shop keeper. Grabbing her by the back of her shirt the figure raised her with an arm and brought her back to her feet. Thankfully the position did nothing to restrain her breathing like some might think. Turning a cloaked head to the shop keeper, the figure intoned with a soft voice.

"I do hope you are alright. I'll take the girl out of your way so you may continue your business in peace." Turning around with the girl he marched her towards the entrance where the other bound victim was.

"Both of you need not worry. The spell is not permanent and will last only an hour before fading. I would advise not to break the spell by force however, the last who did so rendered one arm useless."

[Oersted]

In mere moments the situation got more and more hectic, as other people showed up, one among them started shouting AND then the second person to arrive used two spells he'd never seen before, not that Seth was all that knowledgeable about magic, one burned the paper and by extension got rid of the chains and the second one bound both the girl and the guy that created the chains. After that the man grabbed the girl by the back of her shirt and asked him if he was alright, to this Seth responded "I'll be fine, thanks to you that is. If you ever need some help with potions or the like come see me, I'll give you a good price." he told the man, thankful he got out of that situation without too much trouble

[KillMoves]

(Don't worry Oersted! The cavalry has arrived! And not just any cavalry, THE cavalry.)

Before her demands were met, Annabelle's hostile takeover was interrupted when a person in a cloak entered the shop. He asked if he was interrupting something. The store owner immediately replied but was cut off by a person who was familiar to the cannibal. It was the masked man from the restaurant and he quickly recognized Annabelle. He wrote something in a piece of paper and flicked it into the shop. Soon the writing glowed and chains erupted from the paper and towards the store owner and the cannibal.

The shopkeeper tried to wrestle Annabelle to his front but the latter resisted. The chains, however, never came as the paper itself was now in flames. Suddenly, the cannibal's hands were bound behind them. There was nothing tying them together so it could only mean magic. Annabelle was picked up by the cloaked stranger. "Let go of me you jerk!" She told the cloaked person and tried to break free of the invisible bindings.

"Both of you need not worry. The spell is not permanent and will last only an hour before fading. I would advise not to break the spell by force however, the last who did so rendered one arm useless."

...the cloaked man said.

"I'll render one of your arms useless when I get out of here!" Annabelle was taken to the shop's entrance. There she saw the masked man from the restaurant whose hands were also bound as well as the students from the Citadel. She looked at the store owner. "You got yourself a fine group of knights here. Which one are you marrying?" She sneaked in one last insult at her ex-hostage. Looking at the gathering crowd, she saw something that made her eyes widen.

MEANWHILE

Assassin was making his way towards the Academy dormitories but something had begun drawing the public. The hooded man was also drawn and he could not believe his eyes, it seemed Annabelle the Cannibal was being apprehended from a store. He recognized the students from the Citadel but that was not the concern. Annabelle was being apprehended, something unusual for her unless it was planned or due to some contrived coincidence. However, Annabelle was no stranger to breaking out of jails and prisons. Granted the Zauberheim prison may have a magical dome around it but Assassin did not want to take chances.

The hooded man moved behind the crowd and, after confirming no one's looking, drew his crossbow. He aimed at the resisting Annabelle, through the tiny gaps between the crowd's ears of both man and monster. The cannibal, apparently resigning to her fate, took a look at the crowd and made eye contact with Assassin through the sights of his crossbow. Assassin, once his aim was true, fired an iron bolt that went past the gaps between the people's heads and right towards Annabelle.

Should the bolt not be stopped, the cloaked stranger's prisoner would have a rod of pure iron lodged into her skull. Her eyes, or rather, her remaining eye rolled upwards. Blood started flow from her hit eye as life escaped from her.

Either way, the people who noticed an iron bolt passed deathly close to them, reeled and recoiled. They panicked which made the others panic. Assassin quickly put away his crossbow, which reloaded by itself, and pulled down his hood, putting his pair of shades on as he did it. He returned to his disguised appearance and started getting away from the scene, looking like a regularly panicked man wearing shades.

While he hoped he was successful, he did not want to stick around after doing that kind of stunt. He could always confirm later.

[Creator_Drake]

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Shop Entrance
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The figure remained calm and composed even as the girl in his grip and threatened him.The shop keeper wasn't harmed, so all was well. Even got a future discount for potions as bonus. Any hope of keeping the situation secretive in any fashion was shot as a crowd was forming outside the shop.

Before anyone could say anything more the figure gripped her right shoulder and pushed her to the left while tripping her legs to the right. As she fell to the ground the figure dropped his arm and shoulder, letting an iron bolt pass by harmlessly where it lodged itself into a wooden support beam at the back of the shop.

Facing the now panicking crowd the figure shook his head and released a soft sigh before bringing the girl back to her feet. While he didn't release her bonds the figure was courteous enough to brush off what dirt was on her clothes due to her fall.

"Aside from some bruises you should be fine, though I believe you now owe me a life debt. You can consider it fulfilled should you keep yourself out of trouble and places you shouldn't be. Not to mention if you stop harassing the innocent." Instead of grabbing the back of her shirt the figure instead kept a firm grip on her shoulder and positioned her between himself and the entrance of the shop. A perfect spot to see the bolt that could have killed her.

"Now then. I wonder when the guards will arrive?"

[EndZoner]

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Market- Potion Shop
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"I'm sure they'll get here quite soon from the mass panic of the people that ran screaming from this place. If not, then the kingdom needs to improve the law enforcement.", stated Brandon as he walked over to the group. Like basically everyone, no one listened to Lisianthus at all and pretty much ignored her orders. "Sorry Lisianthus but I'm not some prom date that you can ditch at a dance.", he stated to the princess as he reached the group.

"Heh, that's funny.", stated Word Play as he laid on the ground. Everyone can noticed that his arms are squirming, most likely trying to break spell with force, though that was ill advised. Soon after he had said that, a small commotion was heard from Markets. Not far away, the guards were quickly making their way towards the group. "Oh hey, the guards are here.", he stated without worry.

"You sound so smug right now. Don't know why you're smug. You're going to trade the binding spell for some iron shackles when they haul your ass away.", Brandon stated to the masked renegade.

"Nah, I prefer being free.", Word Play responded as he rolled over. From where he was before, he had written Release on the dirt road in Kanji, the rain had made the earth soften to be written on that allowed him to cast his spell. The Kanji symbol glowed briefly before the spell that bind him was lifted. Rolling onto his feet, he grabbed his marker and wrote Scribe on his arms that allows him to write at a much faster rate without using a writing utensil. "Alright, I don't have time for this. Give me the girl you're holding and I'll leave you guys alone.", Word Play to the figure holding Annabelle.

[Oersted]

Ignoring the girl's parting shot Seth went behind his counter and knelt behind it to get his helmet, he wasn't wearing it when that girl showed up and that prevented him from using most of his quickly made mixtures, since he'd most likely inhale the content of the vial as well. Just as he was done putting it on he heard a "thunk" sound, standing back up he noticed that there was now a crossbow bolt lodged into one of the support beams of his shop, from what he could hear from the man that saved him someone apparently tried to kill the girl that apparently tried to rob him, you'd think he wouldn't care that she got saved from death but Seth was glad the deadly projectile missed its mark, someone getting shot and killed at your doorstep wasn't good for business nor for one's peace of mind.

Stepping outside his shop just in time to see the guy who made chains pop out of paper somehow free himself from his magical binds Seth sighed, when would things calm down around here?

[Phantom77]

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Outside Potion Shop
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The students watched as the hooded figure used spells that none of them had seen before. The energy the spells gave off felt than the magic they're used to. Anri was able to make out the words the man said whilst casting the strange magic. "Shakkahō and Sai? I've never heard of those spells. Who is this man?" "From what I can tell he used a fire spell, along with some sort of binding magic." Luke said as he tried to make sense of the techniques.

Lisia looked at the rest of the group with an exasperated face as they caught up, ignoring the directions she gave them. She did however give a smile at their arrival. "You know, I am the Princess of the realm. It isn't good practice to ignore my directions." Felicie interjected at Lisia's words. "It also isn't good practice for a princess to go running off to danger without some kind of plan. Well, at least the guards are on their way."

"True, but this ordeal has made quite the scene. I'm not liking this." Luke was speaking while the man holding Annabelle knocked her on the ground. At that moment, an arrow flew over her head and hit the beam of the shop. "Wh-Where did that arrow come from?" Luke was further bewildered by the situation. Anri however, had a good idea of where the arrow came from as she was able to faintly make out a familiar scent.

Before the students can analyze the situation further, the masked figure breaks free of his bind. He then demands the hooded man give Annabelle to him in exchange for ending further hostilities. The guards had arrived too late to quickly arrest the man and Annabelle without further difficulty. Lisia quickly grows tired of the masked man’s attitude as she retorts. “And if we refuse your demands? You’re in no position to be making threats. The guards have you surrounded, you should give up. What’s is your business with Anna anyway?”

The guards begin to advance on the masked figure. “Put your hands up and don’t move! If you resist further we can’t guarantee your well-being.” One of the guards turns to the Lisia, bidding her to remain at a distance for her safety. “Your Highness, please stand down. We have the situation under control. His Majesty will have our heads if something were to happen to you.” The guards turn to the other students as well. “That goes for you lot as well, we can’t allow students to get involved in this.” Lisia, of course, doesn’t choose to go along with the guard’s request. “I’m fine here, thank you. I’m just letting this man here know his options.”

Felicie turns to Ivadi. She has a concern about the masked figure. “Ivadi, I think this man uses word magic. I just saw him write something on his wrists. Lisia should be careful, hopefully she’s caught on to his act as well.” Anri begins to beat her sharp claws, preparing for battle. “It doesn’t matter. I’ll shred his words to bits if need be.”

[hothead1021]

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Outside Potion Shop
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The commotion from the shop wasn't really calming down soon and the sudden bolt didn't help. when the guards come he thought tings would be settled but the masked man had Anna hostage. Ivadi noticed something when he did his magic, what he writes decides what happens “Ivadi, I think this man uses word magic. I just saw him write something on his wrists. Lisia should be careful, hopefully she’s caught on to his act as well.” she said as Ivadi nods "Yes i saw him write "Scribe" on his arms, Scribes are people who write for a living if I recall, perhaps that word makes him write faster..." he said as Anri spoke “It doesn’t matter. I’ll shred his words to bits if need be.” she said "Don't act rash Anri, we need to be carefulhere, we're dealing with a man who can practically make ANYTHING happen." he advised her

[EndZoner]

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Market- Potion Shop
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Word Play gave the guards and students a silent glare. At the demand of him having his hands in the air, he strangely complied. However, when he had done so, his wrists glowed from the word he had written on them. At a speed that was difficult to follow to the untrained, the words produced what appeared to be ink and began 'writing' in the air. The kanji symbols for False World was written in the air and in a pulse of magic, he cast his spell.

To the students, the hooded figure, the shopkeeper and Annabelle, the guards disappeared with the pulse of magic. However, to the guards, everyone else disappeared with the pulse of magic. To everyone, everything was the same except for the disappearance of the others. Word Play's spell created a barrier with him, the students, the hooded figure, the shopkeeper and Annabelle in it. This also kept the guards out while he negotiate with the others. The barrier created a perfect replica of the world. The size of the barrier is about several city blocks. He can even alter the world in the world to fit his needs. He has control of the 'weather', 'terrain' and 'physics' in the barrier. However, he can't do anything specific, such as targeting the specific enemy and is still subject by the rules he placed in the barrier.

"The hell?", Brandon cursed as his mind realized that the guards have disappeared.

Bringing his arms down, he began to speak once more, "Well then... isn't this a development?", he stated nonchalantly. "I'll say this again, give me the girl and I'll lift the spell I had casted. If you don't... well... I believe that best analogy is that you'll stay in my cage with me.", he stated as he gave the group another chance. "And believe me, you guys have no idea who you're dealing with.", he threatened as he waited for a response.

"I think you screwed up! You're outnumbered!", Brandon stated as he equipped his Armory Recall before taking a battle stance.

[KillMoves]

Annabelle closed her eyes, expecting her death. When she was thrown to the ground, she thought she had passed on though she wondered why there was no pain at all. The cannibal opened her eyes and realized she was still among the living when she saw the cloaked person who bound her. She was then picked up by her captor and dusted off the dirt that was accumulated during the fall.

"Aside from some bruises you should be fine, though I believe you now owe me a life debt. You can consider it fulfilled should you keep yourself out of trouble and places you shouldn't be. Not to mention if you stop harassing the innocent."

...the cloaked captor told Annabelle before turning her to face a wooden beam with an iron bolt piercing it.

The cannibal smirked. "Heh. No promises."

The situation was not over, however, when the other captive broke free of his bonds and demanded Annabelle. Everyone else declined the request with guards incoming to arrest him. The masked man, with symbols on his hands, transported everyone save the guards to what seemed to be another dimension. Annabelle was amused at the masked man's persistence as well as where the situation was heading.

"Well then... isn't this a development? I'll say this again, give me the girl and I'll lift the spell I had casted. If you don't... well... I believe that best analogy is that you'll stay in my cage with me. And believe me, you guys have no idea who you're dealing with."

...the masked man said.

"I think this guy's got a crush on me." Annabelle whispered to her cloaked captor before turning to the masked man. "Hey Mr. Mask! I'm sorry but I already have a guy on my mind!"

[Creator_Drake]

Unseen by all the figure rose a brow at the masked man's spell. His head turned slightly in each direction as he pondered thoughts all his own. The figure then sighed before shaking his head.

"You say to us that we have no idea as to your capabilities, yet you make the mistake of not following your own threat. You could have escaped, lived to continue your quarrel with this girl another day without bringing in anyone else. Yet you do this instead. So in response I shall not give you what you seek." With that the figure grabbed the girl from the back of her shirt and lifted her off the ground without visible strain, then snapped his fingers with the other hand.

Below the girl's feet a blue etheral flame immediately appeared before expanding in a ring large enough for the girl to easily fit through. Inside the ring of flame was nothing but a black void, even darker than that which was under the figure's hood. While this act would definitely raise a brow or two, what would shock the others was that nothing could be sensed from this act. No rise in power, no expended energy, nothing.

Then without hesitation, or acknowledgement of what the girl might be saying, the figure let her go. Before their eyes the girl fell into the portal which closed just as the last of her hair fell through.

Outside the masked man's trap spell, another portal appeared above a nearby bale of hay. The girl then dropped unceremoniously onto the bale of hay, which was also surrounded by the guards outside the trap spell. The bounding spell on her arms had yet to be released.

Back inside the figure dropped his arm back to his side all the while keeping his unseen gaze upon the masked man.

"Here are the new conditions. Release the spell immediately and leave. I will not follow nor impeade your escape. Attempt anything other than that, then I will send everyone else back outside the trap like the girl before forcibly breaking your spell. After which I will knock you out cold and bind your hands and arms so that you cannot write with them. The choice is yours." While the man's voice from before seemed somewhat whimsical yet mysterious, now there was nothing. His voice had become as emotionless and empty as the void he had sent the girl through. Despite that, everyone present would feel that this man would follow through with his promise, regardless of how he looked.

[Phantom77]

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Throne Room
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Spoiler: show

The King looked at Ruecian as he asked the question about the identity of the fourth outside competitor. “Oh, curious, are we? Well, I suppose there’s no point in hiding it. The fourth competitor is a man known only as the Cloaked Wanderer. There are not many reports on the individual himself. Most of our information comes from supposed sightings and urban legends. His strength and abilities are said to be a sight to behold.”

The King shoots a glacne a Tibrus before speaking. “Sir Heatherman has a first-hand experience with the individual. Isn’t that right?” Reinhardt folds his arms and places a hand on his chin before deciding to ask Ruecian a question. “Is there a reason in particular for your curiosity? Were you thinking it was perhaps someone you knew?” It would seem that once again Rue has no leads as to the whereabouts of the man he is seeking. The mercenary decides to leave his inquiry at that. Well, at least he tried to. “No reason in particular, Your Majesty. I just thought it be useful to know your competition.”

The King decides to ask Rue various questions, perhaps probing him for some kind of information. “You know Ruecian, I was the one who personally chose you to be selected by the court officials to participate in the tournament.” Rue’s expression remains neutral as the King begins speaking. “Is that right? Why me in particular?” The mercenary had been wondering for a while why he was selected for the tournament. He was after all, just a sellsword in profession. There were many like him. “Unlike Henry, I have no nation to back my worth, and unlike Ms. Rielle I have no prior affiliation with your kingdom.” A smile showed itself on the King’s face. “My, you seem to have many questions for me today. You didn’t peg me as one so chatty.”

At that the King began strangely pacing around the mercenary as he spoke. He had his hands folded behind his back as he paced. “To be honest your exploits as a warrior, most notably in Zipangu, impressed me. Your skills displayed in that region are quire stellar. Swiftly ending conflicts and going toe-to-toe with the strongest of individuals. But getting to the point, the reason I selected you is because well, you’re a well-known warrior from Zipagnu. As this nation is already on friendly terms with that region, doesn’t it make sense to hire a fighter from that location? There are of course, other candidates we could have selected from, but you seemed to be a standout.” The King at this points stop pacing, now right in front of the mercenary, and begins to finish his little monologue. “So, in essence, you do have a nation backing your worth, Mr. Arcana. To a lesser extent, albeit. So, does that answer your question?”

“Yes, I suppose it does. Thank you, Your Majesty, my apologies for taking up your time with questions.” Reinhardt smiles once again, which he often did. “No apologies necessary, I’m always glad to shed light on any subject.” The King then adopts an impatient look on his face as he places a hand on his hip. “Back on the subject of the Cloaked Wanderer, where is that man exactly? He was to be here by now. Honestly, I may have to have a word with some of my vassals. Tibrus, I don’t suppose you could look into this, huh?” The king has thoughts of another person to himself, someone who holds great significance in his life. “My daughter should’ve been home by now, I wonder why she’s running late.”

(Sorry, it's kinda long. )

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Shopping District – Sealed Space
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The group of students had been sealed inside a strange dimension that seemed to be cut off from the outside world. They also watch as the cloaked man summons a portal that apparently sent Annabelle back to the normal world. The cloaked figure ignored the threat made by the masked man, as did Brandon, and made a threat of his own.

Luke watches as Brandon begins gathering magic and assumes a battle stance. Luke who has been nervous this whole time, tries to reason with the young to-be arms dealer. “Brandon, this masked fellow seems to be bad news. Perhaps we should leave his fate to the hooded one.” He looks at the hooded figure as he continues to speak. “That man seems to have the power to transport us all out of here. Perhaps it’d be wise to ask for his aid and leave the fighting to him.”

Anri, who at that point was ready for battle, took Luke’s words to consideration. “Maybe it would be a good idea to retreat for now. But even so, part of me wants to show this cocky bastard a thing or two.” Anri’s claws were still glowing, ready for action. Lisia also debates on their current options, as a part of her wanted to give the masked man a taste of justice. “True Luke, but this hooded man may need assistance and we can’t simply turn away from this. Though, we still don’t know how strong this masked man is.”

Felicie also weighs in on the current state of affairs. “You know, we wouldn’t be in this predicament in the first place if you and little Ms. Kitten didn’t go rushing off like wannabe superheroes. But I guess that can’t be helped now. I’m all for showing the mask freak how things work around here. This is a perfect chance to show off my skills.” Felicie begins to radiate demonic energy, preparing for battle. “Hey! You listening you masked weirdo? You’re about to feel the terror of the Schwarzrosen family!”

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Shopping District – Outside
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The guards bewildered by the sudden disappearance of the students and shopkeeper, try to asset the situation. "Dammit, what now? Where in Ilia's name did they go?!" Another guard began to speak up. "I don't know sir, they just...vanished..." The senior guard was further angered by the lack of options they had. "We have to think of something! The Princess was was with them by the Goddess! Not only were that, but the heiress to the Schwarzrosen, the Ambrosius child, and another noble child there as well! The royal court will have our heads if this isn't remedied immediately!"

At that a strange portal appeared in the sky. From it, Annabelle had fell into a haystack below. The stack happened to be right in front of the guards as well. The captain of the squadron walked toward the apparently bound girl. "What do we have here? Yes I think I remember you. Reports say that you were involved in a restaurant incident earlier today. I've got a lot questions for you." The captain pulls the woman off of the haystack and puts her on the ground, she is then surrounded by the rest of the guards. "First of all, what happened to the students and the shopkeeper who were here just now? And what of the hooded man and the other masked fellow who was involved in the previous incident along with you?"

[hothead1021]

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Shopping District – Sealed Space
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Everything was going a bit crazy now in this trapped space as Anna was gone the shop keep and the hooded man stood there as they faced the masked man. and now everyone was itching for a fight with the masked man, even Felicie who was trying to keep a neutral stance took a side “You know, we wouldn't be in this predicament in the first place if you and little Ms. Kitten didn't go rushing off like wannabe superheroes. But I guess that can’t be helped now. I’m all for showing the mask freak how things work around here. This is a perfect chance to show off my skills.” she said as she begins to radiate demonic energy “Hey! You listening you masked weirdo? You’re about to feel the terror of the Schwarzrosen family! she declared as Ivadi sighs, what did he think? he looked at the masked man as he knew that there had to be a reason for everything, and for why he brought everyone in the false world. he pondered for a moment when he walked in front of everyone as he looked at the masked man "Excuse me sir, I apologize for my friends eagerness to fight, the tournament has made them antsy for action, I must ask, are you some sort of Assassin or Vigilante?" he asked as he was the first out of everyone here to ask for their side of the story "I would like to know WHY you were targeting Miss Annabelle there, some perspective from your part would be much appreciated." he said smiling

[Scrapmaster]

--Throne room--

Spoiler: show

Listening to the kings explanation of why he called Ruecian and the explanation intrigued him quite a lot, he kept listening intently until the king spoke about him...was his people backing him up? there really was no way for anyone to know how Heidenians fought, since the kingdom wasn't very well known, he kept watching the rest of their conversation intetly, until the king stopped speaking,
"if you excuse me Reinhart, if you don't mind me calling you that, why exactly have you chosen me to be one of the outside competitors as well? you seem to already know about heide, so why contract me? instead of one my kingdom's best warrior's, I trust I have nothing special, I doubt that im that well known across Zipangu and the other regions i've traveled" he asked the king with cursiosity but also a lot of respect.
he then heard the king speaking of his daughter "Ah yes, Lisianthus, last I saw she was with her friends back at the citadel, she had forgotten to sign up for the tournament...I guess thats kind of my fault, I was one uninvited guest in the academy after all, she nearly jumped at my throat the moment she saw me there" he said scratching the back of his head

[Phantom77]

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Throne Room
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Reinhardt heard Henry speak a question about the tournament. He also wanted to know why he was chosen as one of the outside competitors as well. "Ah, so the Hex Swordsman wants to know my reasons pertaining to him as well, huh?" The King walked so that he was a little more than arms length from Henry before answering his question. "As I am sure anyone would think, to effectively establish relations with a kingdom it would be wise to do so with the nation's ruling body. Your family is indeed not of royal blood, and like the case with Mr. Arcana there are other warriors we could have chose from."

The King paused and took a few steps to close the distance between him and one of the large stained glass windows. After looking at it briefly he turned back to Henry to finish answering the question. "Look at it this way Mr. Hansees, your kingdom is very far away, being separated by a vast raging sea. It wouldn't be very becoming to pull a warrior of noble blood from the their domain. Not only that, but of all warriors in that kingdom, few of them hold as much respect as your house does. Plus, your well-traveled and are properly versed in royal etiquette. Unlike a certain mercenary we both seem to know." The King's attempt at a light-hearted joke doesn't seem to faze Ruecian. "In short, based on your criteria my officials decided that your were the best candidate and I made no arguments."

The King then hears that Henry met his daughter the Princess at the Citadel. Apparently they spoke for a bit while she was registering for the tournament. "Is that right? You've met my Lisianthus? Then that means that all of you must have spoken with her. I hope she didn't give you to much trouble, she can be quite a handful. I personally believe she gets it from her lovely mother, haha!"

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Sealed Space
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Felicie is somewhat confused by Ivadi's decision to hear out the masked man's side of the conflict. "Uh, Ivadi, are you touched in the head? Why does it matter if this man is some Anti-Order vigilante? He been causing a huge ruckus, and more importantly been getting on my nerves with his antics!"

Lisia begins to agree with Ivadi's story, however, and defends his claim. "Felicie, perhaps it would be beneficial to at least know who this man is and what he wants. It might help us find out more about Ms. Rielle and Annabelle."

Luke, still wanting to leave the fighting to the hooded figure, give his opinion on the situation. "Can we just ask the hooded fellow to get us out of here and leave the fighting to him. This -- Ow!!" Luke receives a large pinch from Anri, her claws on that paw retracted so that he doesn't get cut up. "Honestly Luke, would it hurt to show some backbone in situations like this..."

[Scrapmaster]

---Throne room---

"I see, thank you for answering me Reinhart" Henry said bowing to him before he heard the king talking about his daughter, which brought a small smile to his face as he chuckled a bit, "well king she gave me no trouble, im quite used to misunderstandings, being a travelling swordsman after all makes that part of the job" he said chuckling a bit "still though, I sensed a great aura from her, much like yours Reinhart, strong and mighty, yet graceful at the same time, holy even" he said "no doubt she inherited it from both you and your wife, still Reinhardt, what else do you know about my home kingdom may I ask?" he asked him with respectful but also curious tone

[EndZoner]

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Market- Sealed Barrier
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Word Play was fuming when the hooded figure liberated Annabelle from the barrier. He was releasing an aura of malice towards the hooded figure. "Fine, if you're so adamant about leaving, then fine.", Word Play growled as he wrote the Kanji symbol for Eject in the air. The symbol floated towards the hooded figure before glowing. Instantly, the hooded figure was sent flying before disappearing before everyone's sight.

As the guards interrogated Annabelle, the hooded figure suddenly reappear in the Market near where everyone originally was. "The hell? Where did you come from?!", demanded a guard.

Meanwhile, in the barrier, Word Play wrote another symbol in the air once again. The kanji symbols were Lock Down. The symbol glowed before disappearing. The spell he casted negates any and all attempts that will allow someone to enter or leave the barrier. Satisfied with his work, he then turn towards the group when some of them took battle stances. He was about to put them in their place when one of the students asked him why he's targeting Annabelle. The boy has white hair.

"Why? Because she's an Orderite! I made it my life goal to kill all of them!", Word Play stated with rage. "They're nothing but murderers! Some kill in the name of the Chief Goddess! That's just an excuse! Some kill just to kill! What I'm doing is justice!", he roared as his aura spiked. He quickly suppressed his rage to try and be professional. He turn and glared at the students, specifically Lisianthus.

"You...", he said to the princess, "You called her, Anna. What is your relation to her? How do you know her name? What's her full name? Tell me!", he demanded. However, he stopped himself when he remembered something. Lisianthus wants him to tell them his reason so that she can learn about Annabelle and Rielle. "No, you don't know anything about her, but her name. Tell me the full names of this Anna and Rielle. If you do, I promise I will tell you everything I know about them and let you leave the barrier.", Word Play said to the princess, "My word is my bond. I will not lie when I make a deal.", he stated as he waited for an answer from the princess.

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"Ah, yes, she is her father's little girl after all. Say Mr. Henry, you aren't becoming smitten with my daughter, are you? I'll have know she's off limits good sir!" With a jovial smile, Reinhardt glances at Ruecian. "That goes for you too, Mr. Arcana. It wouldn't look good if I let my pride and joy couple up with a mercenary." The king stares at both Henry and Ruecian at this point. "However, I might be persuaded to marry her to either one of you who wins the competition... Haha! Of course this is all just mere jesting."

Reinhardt indeed was a bit eccentric, often making small jokes and comments to lighten the mood. Hardly befitting of his title and combat record. "As for your nation, I know some things about it. Most of my information comes from what my late father used to tell me as a child. I am aware your power comes from stones of sorts and that it was involved in a war with the Order at one point. Though your nation was victorious, so no worries there, right? I am also aware of the Hansees household's existence, which is why you are here of course. At any rate, save for general information here and there, I'm afraid that I don't know specific information about Heide."

Ruecian thought to himself while the conversation continued. 'This man. There is...something about him. Something strange. I can't put my finger on it, but it is something that I don't like. It is...unsettling." The mercenary kept these thoughts to himself, not wanting to ruin the light mood in the room.

The King , growing ever more impatient, pulls Allo and Tibrus to the side. Reinhardt wants to know where the fourth competitor and his daughter are right now. "Could you three warriors excuse me for a moment, I'd like to have a word with Sir Allo and Sir Heatherman." After pulling them to the side, his calm, light demeanor vanishes. His aura is now rather angry and void of patience, unsettling so. "Tell me, do either of you know why the Cloaked Wanderer has yet to show his face. And perhaps you could tell me the whereabouts of my daughter? Or, should I look for her myself while bringing your competence and station to question?"


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Lisia raises a defensive stance at the masked man's advance, feeling the malice radiating from his aura. He stops however at Ivadi's question, surprisingly. He explains that he does hate the Order with a vivid passion, and that Annabelle was apparently affiliated with them. He believes that murdering them is justice and that he was doing the world a favorite. And if Annabelle was a part of the Order, then it stands to reason that Rielle was as well. The man said that if Lisia was to tell him everything she knew about the two women, he would let her and her friends leave this space.

Lisia was concerned for her friends' well-being, but she also wasn't just about to let this man spill more blood in her father's domain. "I understand your stance but hopefully you can understand that I cannot simply let you continue to roam free, causing chaos and panic just so you can most likely kill those two women to satisfy your hatred. Of course there are bad people in the Order, but you can't condemn them entirely. There are still good people amongst their ranks. All you're doing is spreading more violence and convincing them that their bad practices are justifiable."

Felicie turns to Ivadi to speak of a plan of action. "Ivadi, it's obvious that we're going to end up fighting this man. I've come up with a strategy. He uses writing to cast his magic, and that magic seems to come from his wrists. It's probably what allows him to write words in thin air. If one of us can distract him, Lisia or I could use high-speed movement to catch him off guard and slit his wrists. That may get rid of his magic."

All Felicie could really do was hope that her plan could work. Her confident spark began to wave a little after feeling the power of the masked man.

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Ivadi listens intently as the masked man told him why he was doing what he did as he tried to make a deal with Lias when he heard Felicies plan "Ivadi, it's obvious that we're going to end up fighting this man. I've come up with a strategy. He uses writing to cast his magic, and that magic seems to come from his wrists. It's probably what allows him to write words in thin air. If one of us can distract him, Lisia or I could use high-speed movement to catch him off guard and slit his wrists. That may get rid of his magic." she said as Ivadi shrugs "alright, i'll try and talk to him but please don't to anything rash." he said firmly to her before walking to the Hooded man "You must admit though, the Princess does have a point here, the Order is quite sneaky and clever, you just cant go Gung-ho about killing their members, I had thought a man with your special talents would have easily been able to bring their atrocities to light in subtle ways. In fact if you can PROVE to the world that the Order are as dasterdly as you say they are, wouldnt that be a better outcome than just trying to destroy them yourselves? you could potentially have others behind your back in this ordeal than just yourself. it should be clear that you should not murder them, but rather bring their injustices to light in such a way that not even THEY can refute it." he said trying to reason with the man