It was now well into the night but all of Zauberheim has yet to sleep. A building near the Zauberheim Grand Palace, a person garbed in purple robes stared menacingly at the royal castle by the building's window. The building was his home and long has he worked to get this close to the palace. Much of his work warranted no suspicion but he knew the things that lurked within his mind was enough to get kicked out of Zauberheim, if not executed outright. Thus, all his plans were not written down for he believes only fools do that. Still, there could be mind readers in the kingdom not to mention the monsters whose instincts are spot on.
Indeed, many stood in Zev'jul's path to glory and he was alone, mostly. "Yo Zevs! I'm baaack!" A voice rang as a door opened. The dark sorcerer turned around and saw his workplace, tables with books and potions on top of them as well as shelves of books on the side. A set of stairs was in the other side which Zev'jul took to descend to the living room where he met a person dressed in rags and covered in bandages. "Made a lot of gold coins today. Feigning leprosy sure pays!" The person in bum attire said.
"Keith North." Zev'jul greeted. "I trust you have news?"
"Hell yeah." Keith replied. "Now where should I start... Okay one, Princess got in trouble with some dude who I think hates the Order a little bit too much."
"Interesting."
"Then I heard a crackdown happened against the guy. Lotsa guys, including Rielle, was in on it."
"Was he caught?"
"No idea."
"I see." A Mamono terrorist. Something unusual but ultimately mattered little to Zev'jul. "Anything else?"
"Uhhh..." Keith searched his demented mind for something that was not Playboy or pancakes. "Nope. I think that's pretty much it."
"Hmm. Very well." Zev'jul said before heading to his most important subject. "And what of the court mage?"
"Oh, that guy." The mercenary put his hand on his chin. "I know I saw him running around earlier this noon but haven't seen him since."
"I see. Good job Keith."
"Of course I do. I'm Keith North."
The two then sat on a table in the building's kitchen, just opposite of the living room and past the stairs that lead to the study. "So, still going with the plan?" Keith asked before sipping some coffee.
"Indeed." Zev'jul replied. "However, do focus on Rielle and the court mage. As well as the royal family."
"Well, Rielle has already hired me, or thought she hired me, so that should be a piece of cake. The Z's on the other hand..." Keith trailed off, knowing infiltrating the palace was not easy even for a man his caliber.
"Stick to rumors. They may be mostly garbage but a sliver of truth is usually hidden within them." The sorcerer told them.
"Is that all?" Keith inquired. His mission did not change much.
"Yes... that is all." Zev'jul replied but actually has more to say. "But do try to curry favor or friendship from the Zauberheims. That should ease your job."
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The King listened to Word Play’s explanation of his actions thus far, saying that he’s simply here to deal a blow to the Order. However, Reinhardt’s face drew a sharp squint at the assailant’s mention of his daughter; describing her rather vulgarly.
“Word Play, my friend, I do believe you need to be taught how to address the royal family of a kingdom.” The King held out a hand, pointing two fingers at the assailant. He then uttered out a small phrase. “Schlangengift Hauer“. At those words, a large serpent of green energy appeared from the King’s two fingers. The snake then lashed at the prisoner in the blink of an eye and delivered a painful bite to the ribs of Word Play, easily breaking one. However, that was not the real danger of the technique in the least.
“The name of that technique is Schlangengift Hauer or the Serpent’s Toxic Fang if you will. My apologies for the sudden attack, but you see I was suddenly fill with the urge to fill your being with an excruciating amount of pain. I can completely control the strength of the venom flowing through your body at the moment, which means depending on how you address me OR my daughter this interrogation can either run smoothly or be the worst night of your life. Now, I suppose it would be awfully hard to speak with only one broken rib, wouldn't you agree?"
The King’s face remained eerily stoic while he spoke. Arteus had spoken to the king earlier about controlling his temper, but it appeared their discussion was all for not.
Ruecian decided to weigh in on the situation. "Rumor has it that you’re from Zipangu, is that fair to say? I happened to have lived there myself for quite sometime, why not tell us who you work for and your origin? I can’t imagine someone as reckless and unstable as you works alone.“
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Hana looked at the two students with exasperated eyes. However, she then adopted a soft smile upon her face. "Honestly, what am I to do with you kids. Sigh, to be young again. Master Ivadi, I imagine that you wish to stay the night her at my mistress’s humble abode? I imagine that your parent are fine with it. Lady Schwarzrosen won't be back until the wee hours in the morn. but I'm sure she will be fine with it."
"Yes, he does Hana." Felicie had taken a seat at her table, her arms folded beneath her breasts. "I see, then I shall prepare the guest room for the young master at once." Hana bowed but had raised her head so that the kids could see her seductive wink, "Unless the young master wishes to sleep with the young lady of the house tonight~"
"Oh Hana don’t tease the boy, I’m still not sure he could handle a night with me. Besides, that’s my job anyway~"
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The King listened to Word Play’s explanation of his actions thus far, saying that he’s simply here to deal a blow to the Order. However, Reinhardt’s face drew a sharp squint at the assailant’s mention of his daughter; describing her rather vulgarly.
“Word Play, my friend, I do believe you need to be taught how to address the royal family of a kingdom.” The King held out a hand, pointing two fingers at the assailant. He then uttered out a small phrase. “Schlangengift Hauer“. At those words, a large serpent of green energy appeared from the King’s two fingers. The snake then lashed at the prisoner in the blink of an eye and delivered a painful bite to the ribs of Word Play, easily breaking one. However, that was not the real danger of the technique in the least.
“The name of that technique is Schlangengift Hauer or the Serpent’s Toxic Fang if you will. My apologies for the sudden attack, but you see I was suddenly fill with the urge to fill your being with an excruciating amount of pain. I can completely control the strength of the venom flowing through your body at the moment, which means depending on how you address me OR my daughter this interrogation can either run smoothly or be the worst night of your life. Now, I suppose it would be awfully hard to speak with only one broken rib, wouldn't you agree?"
The King’s face remained eerily stoic while he spoke. Arteus had spoken to the king earlier about controlling his temper, but it appeared their discussion was all for not.
Ruecian decided to weigh in on the situation. "Rumor has it that you’re from Zipangu, is that fair to say? I happened to have lived there myself for quite sometime, why not tell us who you work for and your origin? I can’t imagine someone as reckless and unstable as you works alone.“
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Hana looked at the two students with exasperated eyes. However, she then adopted a soft smile upon her face. "Honestly, what am I to do with you kids. Sigh, to be young again. Master Ivadi, I imagine that you wish to stay the night her at my mistress’s humble abode? I imagine that your parent are fine with it. Lady Schwarzrosen won't be back until the wee hours in the morn. but I'm sure she will be fine with it."
"Yes, he does Hana." Felicie had taken a seat at her table, her arms folded beneath her breasts. "I see, then I shall prepare the guest room for the young master at once." Hana bowed but had raised her head so that the kids could see her seductive wink, "Unless the young master wishes to sleep with the young lady of the house tonight~"
"Oh Hana don’t tease the boy, I’m still not sure he could handle a night with me. Besides, that’s my job anyway~"
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Ivadi relaxed as Hana smiled at them. they head to Felicie's room where she sat on the table and he sat across from her. Hana said she would prepare a guest room for him, before teasing him about if he wanted to spend the night with Felicie which caused him to blush "W-Well...i-if it's alright with milady...then...i'd love to..." he said honestly, but he didn't want to overstep his boundaries
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Ivadi relaxed as Hana smiled at them. they head to Felicie's room where she sat on the table and he sat across from her. Hana said she would prepare a guest room for him, before teasing him about if he wanted to spend the night with Felicie which caused him to blush "W-Well...i-if it's alright with milady...then...i'd love to..." he said honestly, but he didn't want to overstep his boundaries
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The clone let out a weak chuckle at the King's response to his provocative taunts. "Struck a nerve, didn't I?", he sarcastically muttered. "Though I find it funny at how you're being a father when your daughter has been hiding some secrets from you.", he stated to the king, "To be honest, why would she seek comfort from a man that has been absent for most of her life? I don't blame her. You're a lousy father in my opinion, but she loves you too much to say otherwise.", he continue to jab at the king. He is aware of Lisianthus' feelings due to having her bind to him for a short period of time.
The clone was about to continue until the newcomer began asking him some questions. "Oh, please, I'm no tattletale.", the clone replied to Ruecian's question. "Though, I'm all about telling my life story. I'm from a village, like any other in the Zipangu Region, that are friendly with mamono. Our quirk was our great interest in literature and poetry. We sing and we dance but apparently some assholes didn't like the content. An angry letter would've suffice, but they just had to burn down the village to make a point.", he continued. "I survived and so did a few others. They try to hide who they were, but we know who did it. I'm sure you know where I'm going with this. Isn't that right?", he asked Ruecian. "I then made my life goal to destroy the Order Faction.", he finished. "That's it, end of story. I want vengeance in general and as well as the others.", he added.
"What's next? Wanna ask me about my hobbies? My favorite color? Traits I'm looking for in a lover?", he asked before laughing at his interrogators.
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The clone let out a weak chuckle at the King's response to his provocative taunts. "Struck a nerve, didn't I?", he sarcastically muttered. "Though I find it funny at how you're being a father when your daughter has been hiding some secrets from you.", he stated to the king, "To be honest, why would she seek comfort from a man that has been absent for most of her life? I don't blame her. You're a lousy father in my opinion, but she loves you too much to say otherwise.", he continue to jab at the king. He is aware of Lisianthus' feelings due to having her bind to him for a short period of time.
The clone was about to continue until the newcomer began asking him some questions. "Oh, please, I'm no tattletale.", the clone replied to Ruecian's question. "Though, I'm all about telling my life story. I'm from a village, like any other in the Zipangu Region, that are friendly with mamono. Our quirk was our great interest in literature and poetry. We sing and we dance but apparently some assholes didn't like the content. An angry letter would've suffice, but they just had to burn down the village to make a point.", he continued. "I survived and so did a few others. They try to hide who they were, but we know who did it. I'm sure you know where I'm going with this. Isn't that right?", he asked Ruecian. "I then made my life goal to destroy the Order Faction.", he finished. "That's it, end of story. I want vengeance in general and as well as the others.", he added.
"What's next? Wanna ask me about my hobbies? My favorite color? Traits I'm looking for in a lover?", he asked before laughing at his interrogators.
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Henry gritted his teeth as Word play kept mocking the king ans Lisia, which angered him greatly, and even though the king had struck him with the snakes, which Henry was surprised the king could even do such a thing, the man kept on mocking them, and making fun of Lisianthus, to be honest, if it was just him and Henry, he'd have killed him by now.
"Ah yes, the old burn it all tactic, common in a few branches from the order" Alexander said as he walked into the throne room, just in time to hear Word play's explanation, "Mostly used by unfit leaders and alienated followers, the commander of the attack was discharged of service for taking such an action, and killing so many innocents." He explained a bit more about hte incident, after all he had to move from Branch to Branch on the order on orders from his higher ups, he knew about a lot of slaughters caused by the order, almost all of which he thought were unecessary, "Forgive me for intruding my king" Alexander apologized, Bowing to the king.
Henry stood silent, his pendant ready just in case Word play tried anything, because even though incapaitated that he was, he couldn't be too sure, but he soon approached word play a bit, "Alright so, you indiscriminately kill Orderites for fun, and from what I think, you believe you are better than they are,Ironic, don't you think" he spoke to Word play, "And the whole fact that you decided to take control of Lisianthus means that you were trying to get leverage on both the order and King Reinhart, isn't that right?" he asked him.
Henry gritted his teeth as Word play kept mocking the king ans Lisia, which angered him greatly, and even though the king had struck him with the snakes, which Henry was surprised the king could even do such a thing, the man kept on mocking them, and making fun of Lisianthus, to be honest, if it was just him and Henry, he'd have killed him by now.
"Ah yes, the old burn it all tactic, common in a few branches from the order" Alexander said as he walked into the throne room, just in time to hear Word play's explanation, "Mostly used by unfit leaders and alienated followers, the commander of the attack was discharged of service for taking such an action, and killing so many innocents." He explained a bit more about hte incident, after all he had to move from Branch to Branch on the order on orders from his higher ups, he knew about a lot of slaughters caused by the order, almost all of which he thought were unecessary, "Forgive me for intruding my king" Alexander apologized, Bowing to the king.
Henry stood silent, his pendant ready just in case Word play tried anything, because even though incapaitated that he was, he couldn't be too sure, but he soon approached word play a bit, "Alright so, you indiscriminately kill Orderites for fun, and from what I think, you believe you are better than they are,Ironic, don't you think" he spoke to Word play, "And the whole fact that you decided to take control of Lisianthus means that you were trying to get leverage on both the order and King Reinhart, isn't that right?" he asked him.
If you think of me as nothing more than a mere wanderer...you are trully mistaken, because I can destroy the very fabric of your being with the power bestowed upon me.
Where there is a question there is an answer, where there is an option there is another, my path is mine alone to make.
Death? I have gotten used to it, for I cannot die...I come back every time.
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"Makes you wonder who put them in charge in the first place.", the clone said to Alexander when he made he entered the throne room.
"Hmm.", the clone hummed as he ponder over his answer. "Yeah, pretty much.", he answered. "I wanna kill and the king would've gotten in my way. Gotta find something to make him back off and the princess seems like a good choice. Though, apparently it didn't work. I should've broken a few bones to get my point across. Maybe even carve a message. Eh, oh well. There's always next time.", he continue. "Now, on the topic of irony. I believe in the philosophy that actions speak louder than words. Let's be honest, the Order aren't known to listen and change, not to mention their... interesting members. Might as well speak their language.", he stated. "Anyway, I'm done talking. You guys are insanely boring. At least the king was interesting. Lashing out at me, making me feel special. I bet the princess enjoyed the results. Having her father worry over her. I bet she loves the attention. Though, I wonder how the Misses will feel when she learns that you essentially risk the well being of her only daughter when you knew what was going on.", he continued. "Though, I doubt you're worried about that. I mean, you're the king, right? I bet you know exactly what you're doing and for the best interest of others.", he finished with a sarcastic tone.
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"Makes you wonder who put them in charge in the first place.", the clone said to Alexander when he made he entered the throne room.
"Hmm.", the clone hummed as he ponder over his answer. "Yeah, pretty much.", he answered. "I wanna kill and the king would've gotten in my way. Gotta find something to make him back off and the princess seems like a good choice. Though, apparently it didn't work. I should've broken a few bones to get my point across. Maybe even carve a message. Eh, oh well. There's always next time.", he continue. "Now, on the topic of irony. I believe in the philosophy that actions speak louder than words. Let's be honest, the Order aren't known to listen and change, not to mention their... interesting members. Might as well speak their language.", he stated. "Anyway, I'm done talking. You guys are insanely boring. At least the king was interesting. Lashing out at me, making me feel special. I bet the princess enjoyed the results. Having her father worry over her. I bet she loves the attention. Though, I wonder how the Misses will feel when she learns that you essentially risk the well being of her only daughter when you knew what was going on.", he continued. "Though, I doubt you're worried about that. I mean, you're the king, right? I bet you know exactly what you're doing and for the best interest of others.", he finished with a sarcastic tone.
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"I think that's enough from you, my masked friend." Arteus, who had remained silent up until this point, promptly appears behind Word Play and delivers a chop to Word Play's neck. The power behind it was so great that it should have been able to knock the man unconscious. Afterwards, the King began to speak.
"I thank you Arteus, I believe I would've killed the man if this interrogation had persisted for much longer." Reinhardt turned to Alexander, who had just entered the room. "Sir Alexander, if you would be so kind as to escort this man to the Order sect I would be very grateful. I'll let them determine his fate. Reinhardt then turned to the two Mamono faction representatives. "I thank you for your efforts in the case, and I apologize that your first visit to my kingdom could not be a pleasant one. I will summon a guide that will take you to the Mamono sect here in my kingdom. She will then show you to your quarters where you can rest for the night." At the snap of his fingers, a beautiful and busty dark priest appear in the room through a dark portal. "Hello masters, if you would be so kind to follow me I will show you to our sector~"
With the only people left in the room being the King himself, the three warriors, and the King's right hand, the King begins to speak to them in private. "Now let us discuss our future actions, gentlemen. I'm sure you are all aware that the assailant we were speaking with was simply a clone of the original. Right now I imagine that the real one is lying low somewhere, recovering his strength. That being said, I imagine that he won't try anything for at least a couple of days, which works in our favor. I will have numerous spies on the lookout for the man, as he is too dangerous to leave alone for long, and I need you all for other important matters.
The King sat intently in his chair, his hands clinching the arm rests. "On the subject of the annual festival, we can't afford to postpone it. There's enough unrest among the general populace as it is and pushing back the festival because of our good masked friend would only add to it. The manpower I'm providing should be enough to keep Word Play at bay, and I'd doubt he'd go after my daughter anytime soon; With her now being immune to his reach thanks to the charm he'll have to find a different angle. Now as for you three, I won't ask you to guard work, but just keep an eye out. We still don't know what this man is truly capable of and we're too close to a pivotal time in the kingdom. That being said, take care until the festival begins, where you will participate in the tournament. The coins you have, once shown, will allow you to bed at any inn here in the kingdom, even the ones in the inner high-class court. Choose any one of them that are to your liking. Are we clear? If so, you are dismissed.
Ruecian looked at his sun coin after the King finished his discussion. "Hmm, I see. I understand Your Majesty. But perhaps, for your daughter's safety, she should have a bodyguard just in case anything happens." The King looked at Ruecian and then pondered a little bit about the suggestion. "I see, you've a point swordsman. Very well, since my daughter and her friends seem to be most friendly with Sir Henry I will appoint him as the princess's personal guard. No offense to you Ghost and Wanderer."
"None taken, Your Majesty. I agree with your decision. With that, I shall taken my leave. Henry, Wanderer, I suppose I will see you on the morrow. I look forward to seeing you at the tournament. Give the princess my regards, Your Highness." At that, the swordsman begins walking out of the throne room before vanishing completely in a veil of blue light.
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"Tee-hee, very well Ivadi, you shall bed in my room tonight. Hana, you may leave." The Kikimora bowed at the vampire's words and exited the room promptly. "Now Iva, since I don't have any mats and won't have you sleeping on my sofa, you'll have to sleep with me in my bed." Felicie walks to her bed and generates a light at the tip of he index finger. She then drags her finger across the center of the mattress, creating a fine line dividing the bed perfectly in half. "There, you can have the right side. What was going through your mind? Get you head out of the gutter, none of that on the first date!"
Felicie enjoyed teasing Ivadi rather too much. The real reason she didn't have Ivadi sleep on the couch is because she wanted him in her bed for the night, which may have been obvious to the boy.
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At the eastern district there was a man who was completely hidden by the jet-black cloak he was wearing. Though he had only just arrived, he walked around like someone who knew their way around the kingdom. He happened upon an inn, it wasn't fancy but it wasn't too shabby either. He entered and stepped up to the reception desk in the lobby. The receptionist look up at the man, who had towered over him, admittedly he was somewhat intimidated by the man. The cloaked man began to speak. "I'll take one room" The man put his payment on the counter between them.
The receptionist slowly took the man's payment and gave him his room key. "...Hope you enjoy your stay here, sir." The cloaked man takes his room key but doesn't head to his room just yet. He instead heads over to the bar they have. A Blue Oni was the server there, and she had been eying the man since he walked in. She begins to speak to the man as he sits at the tavern. "Hey there tall, dark, and handsome, what can I get for you? " The cloaked figure chuckled slightly at the mamono's words. "Heh, how do you know if I'm handsome, for all you know I could be a hideous freak of nature under this hood. I'll take some sake if you have it"
The bar tender giggled at the man's crack at himself. "Oh I doubt someone with mana such as yourself could be hideous in any way. Now let's see, where did I put that bottle....Oh, here it is!" The Oni grabbed a rather elegant looking bottle with Zipangunese characters written on it. One who could understand it would read "Genbu's Winter". She began to pour some for the man while she began more conversation. "So tell me hon, what brings you here to the kingdom so late? Here for the festival?"
After the tender gave the man a shot of the sake he downed it in one gulp before replying. "I'm just here to checkup on a couple of kids."
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"I think that's enough from you, my masked friend." Arteus, who had remained silent up until this point, promptly appears behind Word Play and delivers a chop to Word Play's neck. The power behind it was so great that it should have been able to knock the man unconscious. Afterwards, the King began to speak.
"I thank you Arteus, I believe I would've killed the man if this interrogation had persisted for much longer." Reinhardt turned to Alexander, who had just entered the room. "Sir Alexander, if you would be so kind as to escort this man to the Order sect I would be very grateful. I'll let them determine his fate. Reinhardt then turned to the two Mamono faction representatives. "I thank you for your efforts in the case, and I apologize that your first visit to my kingdom could not be a pleasant one. I will summon a guide that will take you to the Mamono sect here in my kingdom. She will then show you to your quarters where you can rest for the night." At the snap of his fingers, a beautiful and busty dark priest appear in the room through a dark portal. "Hello masters, if you would be so kind to follow me I will show you to our sector~"
With the only people left in the room being the King himself, the three warriors, and the King's right hand, the King begins to speak to them in private. "Now let us discuss our future actions, gentlemen. I'm sure you are all aware that the assailant we were speaking with was simply a clone of the original. Right now I imagine that the real one is lying low somewhere, recovering his strength. That being said, I imagine that he won't try anything for at least a couple of days, which works in our favor. I will have numerous spies on the lookout for the man, as he is too dangerous to leave alone for long, and I need you all for other important matters.
The King sat intently in his chair, his hands clinching the arm rests. "On the subject of the annual festival, we can't afford to postpone it. There's enough unrest among the general populace as it is and pushing back the festival because of our good masked friend would only add to it. The manpower I'm providing should be enough to keep Word Play at bay, and I'd doubt he'd go after my daughter anytime soon; With her now being immune to his reach thanks to the charm he'll have to find a different angle. Now as for you three, I won't ask you to guard work, but just keep an eye out. We still don't know what this man is truly capable of and we're too close to a pivotal time in the kingdom. That being said, take care until the festival begins, where you will participate in the tournament. The coins you have, once shown, will allow you to bed at any inn here in the kingdom, even the ones in the inner high-class court. Choose any one of them that are to your liking. Are we clear? If so, you are dismissed.
Ruecian looked at his sun coin after the King finished his discussion. "Hmm, I see. I understand Your Majesty. But perhaps, for your daughter's safety, she should have a bodyguard just in case anything happens." The King looked at Ruecian and then pondered a little bit about the suggestion. "I see, you've a point swordsman. Very well, since my daughter and her friends seem to be most friendly with Sir Henry I will appoint him as the princess's personal guard. No offense to you Ghost and Wanderer."
"None taken, Your Majesty. I agree with your decision. With that, I shall taken my leave. Henry, Wanderer, I suppose I will see you on the morrow. I look forward to seeing you at the tournament. Give the princess my regards, Your Highness." At that, the swordsman begins walking out of the throne room before vanishing completely in a veil of blue light.
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"Tee-hee, very well Ivadi, you shall bed in my room tonight. Hana, you may leave." The Kikimora bowed at the vampire's words and exited the room promptly. "Now Iva, since I don't have any mats and won't have you sleeping on my sofa, you'll have to sleep with me in my bed." Felicie walks to her bed and generates a light at the tip of he index finger. She then drags her finger across the center of the mattress, creating a fine line dividing the bed perfectly in half. "There, you can have the right side. What was going through your mind? Get you head out of the gutter, none of that on the first date!"
Felicie enjoyed teasing Ivadi rather too much. The real reason she didn't have Ivadi sleep on the couch is because she wanted him in her bed for the night, which may have been obvious to the boy.
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At the eastern district there was a man who was completely hidden by the jet-black cloak he was wearing. Though he had only just arrived, he walked around like someone who knew their way around the kingdom. He happened upon an inn, it wasn't fancy but it wasn't too shabby either. He entered and stepped up to the reception desk in the lobby. The receptionist look up at the man, who had towered over him, admittedly he was somewhat intimidated by the man. The cloaked man began to speak. "I'll take one room" The man put his payment on the counter between them.
The receptionist slowly took the man's payment and gave him his room key. "...Hope you enjoy your stay here, sir." The cloaked man takes his room key but doesn't head to his room just yet. He instead heads over to the bar they have. A Blue Oni was the server there, and she had been eying the man since he walked in. She begins to speak to the man as he sits at the tavern. "Hey there tall, dark, and handsome, what can I get for you? " The cloaked figure chuckled slightly at the mamono's words. "Heh, how do you know if I'm handsome, for all you know I could be a hideous freak of nature under this hood. I'll take some sake if you have it"
The bar tender giggled at the man's crack at himself. "Oh I doubt someone with mana such as yourself could be hideous in any way. Now let's see, where did I put that bottle....Oh, here it is!" The Oni grabbed a rather elegant looking bottle with Zipangunese characters written on it. One who could understand it would read "Genbu's Winter". She began to pour some for the man while she began more conversation. "So tell me hon, what brings you here to the kingdom so late? Here for the festival?"
After the tender gave the man a shot of the sake he downed it in one gulp before replying. "I'm just here to checkup on a couple of kids."
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Re: Zauberheim - Kingdom of Magic RP
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Ivadi couldn't help but smile. despite how easy it would have been to sleep on the couch, his mistress wanted him in bed "as you wish milady." he said laying bed and snuggling to it as it had her scent on it "mmmnn...so comfortable..." he said. he feels this is worth the teasings
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Ivadi couldn't help but smile. despite how easy it would have been to sleep on the couch, his mistress wanted him in bed "as you wish milady." he said laying bed and snuggling to it as it had her scent on it "mmmnn...so comfortable..." he said. he feels this is worth the teasings
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Re: Zauberheim - Kingdom of Magic RP
Watching the form of Wordplay slump down against the restraints, the Wanderer eased on the spell, the chains of light dissipating just enough for the guards to fasten other restraints on the vigilante.
Watching Wordplay be taken away, he turned and listened to the conversation unfold. For the first time anyone had heard it, a chuckle came from the Wanderer. His stance spoke of light amusement.
"So, you figured it out as well? It appears your wit is still as sharp as ever, your Majesty." With a nod the figure turned to leave, taking a few steps before stopping. Turning slightly, his masked hood turned towards the king.
"If you need to contact me, have the guard with the stone channel his mana into it, doing so will light its twin. I wish you a good evening." With that the Figure walked out of the chambers, his soft foot falls barely echoing through the room. It did not take long for the figure to leave the castle, flashing the Moon coin when needed to the guards for passage. Walking through the outer courtyard the guards would see the figure's cloak ruffle in the wind. Some stray leaves would pass by, blocking their vision for an instant but that enough. After the leaves had passed, the figure would be gone.
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In an empty street before a rather normal Inn the figure appeared in a whirl of leaves and wind. Not breaking stride the figure made his way forward and calmly entered, drawing the regular glances from some and a few rather intense ones from some of Mamono patrons. The figure walked over to the bar, where a Blue Oni was speaking with another cloaked figure. Taking a spare stool he waited till the bartender asked what the Wanderer wanted.
"If you know how to make it, I'll take a Deity Breaker, full glass. If not, I'll take a bottle of the strongest drink you have." The silence that followed was deafening, broken only by the sound of cups that had dropped to the floor by the shocked mamono owners of said cups.
The Deity Breaker is a mixed drink of legend in Zipangu, rumoured to be so powerful in alcoholic content that it could knock out the most stout of Oni's in only 3 shots. The recipe for this drink is kept secret and is known only to few. The last time anyone had asked for a full glass was a lucky smuck's 7-tailed Inari wife, who had lost a bet with her best friend and had to drink the whole thing.
The Inari only got through half the glass before she had to stop due to her burning throat. Soon after she was singing in a drunken haze for 5 minutes before promptly passing out, or so it is said.
Watching Wordplay be taken away, he turned and listened to the conversation unfold. For the first time anyone had heard it, a chuckle came from the Wanderer. His stance spoke of light amusement.
"So, you figured it out as well? It appears your wit is still as sharp as ever, your Majesty." With a nod the figure turned to leave, taking a few steps before stopping. Turning slightly, his masked hood turned towards the king.
"If you need to contact me, have the guard with the stone channel his mana into it, doing so will light its twin. I wish you a good evening." With that the Figure walked out of the chambers, his soft foot falls barely echoing through the room. It did not take long for the figure to leave the castle, flashing the Moon coin when needed to the guards for passage. Walking through the outer courtyard the guards would see the figure's cloak ruffle in the wind. Some stray leaves would pass by, blocking their vision for an instant but that enough. After the leaves had passed, the figure would be gone.
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In an empty street before a rather normal Inn the figure appeared in a whirl of leaves and wind. Not breaking stride the figure made his way forward and calmly entered, drawing the regular glances from some and a few rather intense ones from some of Mamono patrons. The figure walked over to the bar, where a Blue Oni was speaking with another cloaked figure. Taking a spare stool he waited till the bartender asked what the Wanderer wanted.
"If you know how to make it, I'll take a Deity Breaker, full glass. If not, I'll take a bottle of the strongest drink you have." The silence that followed was deafening, broken only by the sound of cups that had dropped to the floor by the shocked mamono owners of said cups.
The Deity Breaker is a mixed drink of legend in Zipangu, rumoured to be so powerful in alcoholic content that it could knock out the most stout of Oni's in only 3 shots. The recipe for this drink is kept secret and is known only to few. The last time anyone had asked for a full glass was a lucky smuck's 7-tailed Inari wife, who had lost a bet with her best friend and had to drink the whole thing.
The Inari only got through half the glass before she had to stop due to her burning throat. Soon after she was singing in a drunken haze for 5 minutes before promptly passing out, or so it is said.
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Re: Zauberheim - Kingdom of Magic RP
Dalia whistled at the Dark Priest, "With you babe, I'll follow you anywhere like a stray puppy.", she flirted. At this response, Jonathan gave out a tired sigh as the two followed the Dark priest. However, after following the Dark Priest out of the throne room, she recalled the event of the boy being in trouble with a noble from earlier. She mentally cursed and decided to help him out later when she has time. On the topic of time, Dalia intends to visit the princess as well to check up on her. She still has some pickup lines to try on her.
Jonathan on the other hand is still focused on the incidents that had occurred within the day. The guests that the king had invited are clearly competent as one alone had managed to give Word Play a hard time. The same can be said to some of the students that the vigilante had encountered. To be honest, he was impressed that a group of youths managed to hold themselves against Word Play. He thought about keeping an eye on them, but dismissed it as the students of the same school may pose a similar challenge. He'll have to focus on the royal family as they will most likely be an issue in the future. Fortunately, Jonathan managed to gain information from the clone as it had went through an ordeal and the body had many tales to tell. That anti-magic stone may be an issue as well as its owner. Though, Jonathan has a trump card should he feel it is necessary. Furthermore, he'll have to inform Word Play that the royal family and their guests are aware of his trick. It'll save him from making mistakes in the future. The reason that he was aware that the clone is useless is that he enhanced his own sense of hearing to catch what the cloaked wanderer had said to the clone. If the Wanderer realized the ruse, than the king would most definitely learn of it as well.
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Jonathan on the other hand is still focused on the incidents that had occurred within the day. The guests that the king had invited are clearly competent as one alone had managed to give Word Play a hard time. The same can be said to some of the students that the vigilante had encountered. To be honest, he was impressed that a group of youths managed to hold themselves against Word Play. He thought about keeping an eye on them, but dismissed it as the students of the same school may pose a similar challenge. He'll have to focus on the royal family as they will most likely be an issue in the future. Fortunately, Jonathan managed to gain information from the clone as it had went through an ordeal and the body had many tales to tell. That anti-magic stone may be an issue as well as its owner. Though, Jonathan has a trump card should he feel it is necessary. Furthermore, he'll have to inform Word Play that the royal family and their guests are aware of his trick. It'll save him from making mistakes in the future. The reason that he was aware that the clone is useless is that he enhanced his own sense of hearing to catch what the cloaked wanderer had said to the clone. If the Wanderer realized the ruse, than the king would most definitely learn of it as well.
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Re: Zauberheim - Kingdom of Magic RP
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The Blue Oni regained her lost composure before speaking again. "Yes, well this strapping man must be rather daring tonight. So, I suppose I will oblige you good sir." The tender then began looking behind the counter for the infamous liquid. After a minute or two of looking, she happened upon it. She pulled out what appeared to be a rather normal-looking bottle. It, however, had artwork of Kusanagi, a legendary blade with sacred properties. "I don't necessarily know how to make it but there's still a batch left here at the bar." The Blue Oni carefully poured the drink into a glass until it was full. She then looked at the man with curious eyes.
"Are you sure you want to drink this? I don't want to be held liable for what happens, especially if you get swept up by one of our more sexually-active patrons." She then looks at the man in black, who's interest had been piqued at the moment. "I hope you aren't thinking of drinking it as well, sir. One case is bad enough..."
The man in the jet-black cloak laughed at the tender's question. "No Ma'am, I believe I'll be fine with my Genbu's Winter!" He then turns to the daring man sitting next to him. "On the off chance you pass out after taking a sip, what brings you to these parts stranger?"
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With the night late, Felicie decided that she had enough of teasing Ivadi and prepared to finally rest for tomorrow. Feeling lazy, she decides to use magic in order to dawn her sleeping garments. If Ivadi had peeked he would have seen a glimpse of Felicie's naked body, which the vampire was fine with. After she was done, she had on a rather short dark gown that barely hid her lingerie.
Felicie then snuggled onto her side of the bed, gently laying on her back and stretching to relax. She clapped her hands twice and all the lights in the room went off, with the moon now providing the only illumination. She then decided to tease him one last time tonight, since it appeared to be so easy. She whispered into Ivadi's ear, "Good night, my beloved servant. Sleep well." While to Ivadi she appeared to be right beside him, even feeling her breath on his ear, in truth she was still on her side of the bed. She then turns over to get some sleep herself.
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Reinhardt was making his way to his quarters, after being told by Arteus that it was for the best if he went ahead and bed with his queen for the night. However, he decided to dot on his daughter before he went to bed, having already bade his son good night. He makes his way to Lisia's chamber, being careful not to wake her.
He walks up to her bedside and sees her sleeping peacefully. Strangely, however, an eerie smile creeps upon his face as he strokes her daughter's hair. His eyes no longer their usual emerald brilliance but an inhuman black. " I had almost lost you, my precious jewel. Yes my precious key; The key to my rebirth. To think that all my plans could have been threatened by so lowly a maggot. Yet here you are, safe and sound as you should be. Perhaps in order to ensure future events don't go awry, I should be a bit more...malicious in my actions.
At that moment, a sharp pain went through the king's head, "Arrgh, what the hell!? What am I saying!? That damn voice again, get out of my head! Gaah!" The king's heightened words wake the princess from her slumber. However, all she sees is her normal father, holding his head with a look of anguish on his face.
"Father? What is the matter? Did something happen? Is...is it Word Play again!? Has he done something to you!?" Reinhardt looks at his daughter, trying to find a way to comfort her. "No my darling, nothing is amiss. Your father is just fatigued from today and thought checking up on you would lighten my spirits. Please, put your mind at ease Lisianthus."
Lisia looks at her father with concerned eyes. "Are you sure Father? I know it's been a long day, but...I suppose if you say so. I imagine that the incident has been settled and Word Play is no longer a threat?"
"Yes, you've no need to worry about him anymore. We've also lifted the postponement on the festival and graduation ceremonies, as we can't really afford to do that. Also Lisia, allow your father to apologize for his sternness towards your actions. You only did what you thought was right and not only did you walk away from your initial encounter with the assailant, you even forced him to retreat. I'm proud of your growth and of your just nature. Please understand that what I say and do is all for you well-being, my daughter.
Lisia's emotions are eased by her father's words somewhat, but she still feels uneasy. "Yes I understand Father, and I thank you for your praise. I only act according to how you and mother raised me. Um...I'm rather tired, so if everything has been settled I'd like to go back to sleep Father."
"Of course, my darling. Forgive me, it was not my intention to disturb your rest. Please rest well." King Reinhardt begins walking out of his daughter's bedroom, but before he leaves completely he turns to say one last thing to her. "I love you, Lisianthus"
"I love you too, Father. I hope you get a good night's rest as well." After her father closes the door, Lisia turns over in her bed and begins to shiver, her face full of bewilderment. "What in the Goddess's name was that voice I heard? That wasn't my father's voice! I don't...understand..."
That night Lisia did her damnedest to return to sleep, frighten by the inhuman voice she heard from what she thought was her father.
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The words that came from the mouth of the other cloaked gentleman were enough to perk the dark-cloaked fellow's interests. "How interesting, saying that beverage is one of the most powerful in the eastern lands is a gross understatement. Even the most hardened humans and mamono know not to try their luck with that drink."Creator_Drake wrote:"If you know how to make it, I'll take a Deity Breaker, full glass. If not, I'll take a bottle of the strongest drink you have."
The Blue Oni regained her lost composure before speaking again. "Yes, well this strapping man must be rather daring tonight. So, I suppose I will oblige you good sir." The tender then began looking behind the counter for the infamous liquid. After a minute or two of looking, she happened upon it. She pulled out what appeared to be a rather normal-looking bottle. It, however, had artwork of Kusanagi, a legendary blade with sacred properties. "I don't necessarily know how to make it but there's still a batch left here at the bar." The Blue Oni carefully poured the drink into a glass until it was full. She then looked at the man with curious eyes.
"Are you sure you want to drink this? I don't want to be held liable for what happens, especially if you get swept up by one of our more sexually-active patrons." She then looks at the man in black, who's interest had been piqued at the moment. "I hope you aren't thinking of drinking it as well, sir. One case is bad enough..."
The man in the jet-black cloak laughed at the tender's question. "No Ma'am, I believe I'll be fine with my Genbu's Winter!" He then turns to the daring man sitting next to him. "On the off chance you pass out after taking a sip, what brings you to these parts stranger?"
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With the night late, Felicie decided that she had enough of teasing Ivadi and prepared to finally rest for tomorrow. Feeling lazy, she decides to use magic in order to dawn her sleeping garments. If Ivadi had peeked he would have seen a glimpse of Felicie's naked body, which the vampire was fine with. After she was done, she had on a rather short dark gown that barely hid her lingerie.
Felicie then snuggled onto her side of the bed, gently laying on her back and stretching to relax. She clapped her hands twice and all the lights in the room went off, with the moon now providing the only illumination. She then decided to tease him one last time tonight, since it appeared to be so easy. She whispered into Ivadi's ear, "Good night, my beloved servant. Sleep well." While to Ivadi she appeared to be right beside him, even feeling her breath on his ear, in truth she was still on her side of the bed. She then turns over to get some sleep herself.
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Reinhardt was making his way to his quarters, after being told by Arteus that it was for the best if he went ahead and bed with his queen for the night. However, he decided to dot on his daughter before he went to bed, having already bade his son good night. He makes his way to Lisia's chamber, being careful not to wake her.
He walks up to her bedside and sees her sleeping peacefully. Strangely, however, an eerie smile creeps upon his face as he strokes her daughter's hair. His eyes no longer their usual emerald brilliance but an inhuman black. " I had almost lost you, my precious jewel. Yes my precious key; The key to my rebirth. To think that all my plans could have been threatened by so lowly a maggot. Yet here you are, safe and sound as you should be. Perhaps in order to ensure future events don't go awry, I should be a bit more...malicious in my actions.
At that moment, a sharp pain went through the king's head, "Arrgh, what the hell!? What am I saying!? That damn voice again, get out of my head! Gaah!" The king's heightened words wake the princess from her slumber. However, all she sees is her normal father, holding his head with a look of anguish on his face.
"Father? What is the matter? Did something happen? Is...is it Word Play again!? Has he done something to you!?" Reinhardt looks at his daughter, trying to find a way to comfort her. "No my darling, nothing is amiss. Your father is just fatigued from today and thought checking up on you would lighten my spirits. Please, put your mind at ease Lisianthus."
Lisia looks at her father with concerned eyes. "Are you sure Father? I know it's been a long day, but...I suppose if you say so. I imagine that the incident has been settled and Word Play is no longer a threat?"
"Yes, you've no need to worry about him anymore. We've also lifted the postponement on the festival and graduation ceremonies, as we can't really afford to do that. Also Lisia, allow your father to apologize for his sternness towards your actions. You only did what you thought was right and not only did you walk away from your initial encounter with the assailant, you even forced him to retreat. I'm proud of your growth and of your just nature. Please understand that what I say and do is all for you well-being, my daughter.
Lisia's emotions are eased by her father's words somewhat, but she still feels uneasy. "Yes I understand Father, and I thank you for your praise. I only act according to how you and mother raised me. Um...I'm rather tired, so if everything has been settled I'd like to go back to sleep Father."
"Of course, my darling. Forgive me, it was not my intention to disturb your rest. Please rest well." King Reinhardt begins walking out of his daughter's bedroom, but before he leaves completely he turns to say one last thing to her. "I love you, Lisianthus"
"I love you too, Father. I hope you get a good night's rest as well." After her father closes the door, Lisia turns over in her bed and begins to shiver, her face full of bewilderment. "What in the Goddess's name was that voice I heard? That wasn't my father's voice! I don't...understand..."
That night Lisia did her damnedest to return to sleep, frighten by the inhuman voice she heard from what she thought was her father.
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Re: Zauberheim - Kingdom of Magic RP
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Ivadi blushed as he caught a glimpse of his Mistress' nudity. for a brief moment he saw natural perfection before her garments came on and they still looked amazing. he settles in to sleep. Felicie tried to tease him one last time, but he steels himself and finally closes his eyes to sleep. he knows he'll have more "opprotunities" for that tomorrow
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Ivadi blushed as he caught a glimpse of his Mistress' nudity. for a brief moment he saw natural perfection before her garments came on and they still looked amazing. he settles in to sleep. Felicie tried to tease him one last time, but he steels himself and finally closes his eyes to sleep. he knows he'll have more "opprotunities" for that tomorrow
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Re: Zauberheim - Kingdom of Magic RP
For most of the exchange the Wanderer had remained silent until the drink was placed before him. Deciding to humour the only other person here with a cloak he turned his hooded head slightly in the other man's direction.
"At this bar? I'm here for a hard drink to take the edge off a long day. It can be trying to watch as children who believe themselves to be adults try to move without being seen." He rolled his sleeves while speaking cryptic words, revealing powerful tanned forearms naked to the air.
"The newest generation does have potential though, the princess and her friends are quite skilled for their age, they'll be sure to give a good show during the tournament." With one hand he grabbed his drink, with the other he grabbed the back of his hood, causing many patrons to look with interest thinking the stranger would reveal his face. They were disappointed when all the man did was draw his hood taut, showing the world his clean-shaven jaw but keeping everything above his upper lip covered. He turned to the bartender.
"As for me, I'll be able handle a few sexually-active patrons." He then raised the cup as a hail. The patrons of the bar leaned forward in anticipation as the figure raised the glass to his lips, then held their breath as he took a small sip. He swirled the drink a moment before swallowing, a small grin forming on his face.
"Hmm, 6 days since it was made. Still no less potent." Then to the growing shock of all, slowly drank the entire cup. As the cup tilted upward, jaws dropped downward and eyes bulged until the entire cup had been downed. After checking for the last few drops the figure slammed the cup on the bar signalling that he had finished something something unheard of. For a moment all was silent before the bar exploded in cheers and raised mugs, patrons talking with one another with excitement, no doubt many new rumours about to be passed after tonight. Letting go of his hood the figure let a small burp, muttering a quiet 'excuse me' with shake of his head.
"That his the spot. Now if you'll excuse me, I'll be turning in for the night. Hope you both sleep well." Reaching into his sleeve he pulled out a small sac the jingled as he tossed it to the counter, letting the bartender know it was full of coins. Standing up, he turned towards the receptionist and wobbled for 3 steps. On the 4th, he shook his head, stood straight then walked the rest of the way unhindered. He brought his hand forward to the receptionist.
"I'll take a room for the week please." His hand palm up, the receptionist would see the moon coin glisten in the candle-light before disappearing into a cloaked sleeve. With a nod, and 3 gold coins on the mans desk that weren't there before, the figure calmly walked up the stairs before turning around a corner, vanishing from the sight of the patrons below.
At a table a Red Oni finished her current drink before standing with a wobble. Slinging a large wine urn over her shoulder she made her way to the stairs, calling out to the bartender.
"If you'll excuse me sister, our newest friend needs some special attention for the night."
"I'll join you in that." Shifting her gaze the Red Oni caught a Dhampir walking up to her, mug in hand. The red Oni smiled drunkenly, then with a nod the pair walked up the steps then turned the same corner the figure did before.
There were a couple moans of disappointment from the other mamono that wished they could have moved first but there were still more cheers and laughs all around. When the bartender looked inside the coin bag she would find 35 gold coins as tip plus a note.
'If this is not enough for the drink let me know, I'll double it.'
As for the other figure still at the bar, he would find a folded note right under the palm of his hand.
'Much is occurring in the Kingdom of Magic, be prepared for something stirs. You will find whom you seek at the tournament so for now, enjoy the night ojiisan'
"At this bar? I'm here for a hard drink to take the edge off a long day. It can be trying to watch as children who believe themselves to be adults try to move without being seen." He rolled his sleeves while speaking cryptic words, revealing powerful tanned forearms naked to the air.
"The newest generation does have potential though, the princess and her friends are quite skilled for their age, they'll be sure to give a good show during the tournament." With one hand he grabbed his drink, with the other he grabbed the back of his hood, causing many patrons to look with interest thinking the stranger would reveal his face. They were disappointed when all the man did was draw his hood taut, showing the world his clean-shaven jaw but keeping everything above his upper lip covered. He turned to the bartender.
"As for me, I'll be able handle a few sexually-active patrons." He then raised the cup as a hail. The patrons of the bar leaned forward in anticipation as the figure raised the glass to his lips, then held their breath as he took a small sip. He swirled the drink a moment before swallowing, a small grin forming on his face.
"Hmm, 6 days since it was made. Still no less potent." Then to the growing shock of all, slowly drank the entire cup. As the cup tilted upward, jaws dropped downward and eyes bulged until the entire cup had been downed. After checking for the last few drops the figure slammed the cup on the bar signalling that he had finished something something unheard of. For a moment all was silent before the bar exploded in cheers and raised mugs, patrons talking with one another with excitement, no doubt many new rumours about to be passed after tonight. Letting go of his hood the figure let a small burp, muttering a quiet 'excuse me' with shake of his head.
"That his the spot. Now if you'll excuse me, I'll be turning in for the night. Hope you both sleep well." Reaching into his sleeve he pulled out a small sac the jingled as he tossed it to the counter, letting the bartender know it was full of coins. Standing up, he turned towards the receptionist and wobbled for 3 steps. On the 4th, he shook his head, stood straight then walked the rest of the way unhindered. He brought his hand forward to the receptionist.
"I'll take a room for the week please." His hand palm up, the receptionist would see the moon coin glisten in the candle-light before disappearing into a cloaked sleeve. With a nod, and 3 gold coins on the mans desk that weren't there before, the figure calmly walked up the stairs before turning around a corner, vanishing from the sight of the patrons below.
At a table a Red Oni finished her current drink before standing with a wobble. Slinging a large wine urn over her shoulder she made her way to the stairs, calling out to the bartender.
"If you'll excuse me sister, our newest friend needs some special attention for the night."
"I'll join you in that." Shifting her gaze the Red Oni caught a Dhampir walking up to her, mug in hand. The red Oni smiled drunkenly, then with a nod the pair walked up the steps then turned the same corner the figure did before.
There were a couple moans of disappointment from the other mamono that wished they could have moved first but there were still more cheers and laughs all around. When the bartender looked inside the coin bag she would find 35 gold coins as tip plus a note.
'If this is not enough for the drink let me know, I'll double it.'
As for the other figure still at the bar, he would find a folded note right under the palm of his hand.
'Much is occurring in the Kingdom of Magic, be prepared for something stirs. You will find whom you seek at the tournament so for now, enjoy the night ojiisan'
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Re: Zauberheim - Kingdom of Magic RP
(i'l end Alexander role today, so its a pretty long post)
---Throne room---
Alexnder bowed his head as the king spoke to him "As you wish" he said politely as he proceeded to escort word play out of the throne room, nodding to Henry, Ruecian and the wanderer, as he had help escorting word play with a few castle guards.
Henry stood with the other warriors in the throne room, chuckling as the King pointed out that the word play they had captured, was a mere clone, "I expected as much, his capture was too easy." Henry commented as the king spoke with the others telling them to rest for the night, as the tournament was coming, which Henry was anticipating with eagerness, he paid attentiont to Ruecian's suggestion, and nodded in agreement as the king appointed him as the princess's guard, as Ruecian and the wanderer soon left, "I shall take my leave then king." he said bowing before walking out, deciding to take a stroll through the castle, much for his own curiosity than anything else, he wasn't feeling tired. Even though the princess was safe, at least for tonight, he wanted to take in the sights at night, and then find a quiet place for him to meditate.
---Halls---
Alexander escorted the word play clone, through the halls, the man bound and unconciouss, avoiding looks from the noble class citizens and guards as he did, even though the guards were aware of him, he left the castle with him, heading for the order outpost in the city, under Maximus'ss command, he would bring word play to the prison area, while the man was unconciouss, he soon met up with some order soldiers out side the main gate, sent by Maximus to help escort word play there.
---Throne room---
Alexnder bowed his head as the king spoke to him "As you wish" he said politely as he proceeded to escort word play out of the throne room, nodding to Henry, Ruecian and the wanderer, as he had help escorting word play with a few castle guards.
Henry stood with the other warriors in the throne room, chuckling as the King pointed out that the word play they had captured, was a mere clone, "I expected as much, his capture was too easy." Henry commented as the king spoke with the others telling them to rest for the night, as the tournament was coming, which Henry was anticipating with eagerness, he paid attentiont to Ruecian's suggestion, and nodded in agreement as the king appointed him as the princess's guard, as Ruecian and the wanderer soon left, "I shall take my leave then king." he said bowing before walking out, deciding to take a stroll through the castle, much for his own curiosity than anything else, he wasn't feeling tired. Even though the princess was safe, at least for tonight, he wanted to take in the sights at night, and then find a quiet place for him to meditate.
---Halls---
Alexander escorted the word play clone, through the halls, the man bound and unconciouss, avoiding looks from the noble class citizens and guards as he did, even though the guards were aware of him, he left the castle with him, heading for the order outpost in the city, under Maximus'ss command, he would bring word play to the prison area, while the man was unconciouss, he soon met up with some order soldiers out side the main gate, sent by Maximus to help escort word play there.
If you think of me as nothing more than a mere wanderer...you are trully mistaken, because I can destroy the very fabric of your being with the power bestowed upon me.
Where there is a question there is an answer, where there is an option there is another, my path is mine alone to make.
Death? I have gotten used to it, for I cannot die...I come back every time.
Where there is a question there is an answer, where there is an option there is another, my path is mine alone to make.
Death? I have gotten used to it, for I cannot die...I come back every time.
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Re: Zauberheim - Kingdom of Magic RP
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Eastern District
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The black-cloaked man was entertained by the scene caused by his fellow cloaked fellow. He wasn't expecting things to be so lively during his arrival here so late.
The man listened as his daring friend spoke of the princess and her friends, saying that they were quite skilled for their age. "Oh, is that right? I've never met the princess personally, but if that's the case I look forward to seeing her at the tournament." But back to the matter at hand he watched as the fellow took a sip of the cup. He heard the man comment on the drink, and then watched as he downed the rest of it, quite impressed at the scene. After saying his dues, he watched the man walk up to the reception desk to receive his room key, holding up a peculiar coin with the symbol of a moon on it. The man in black chuckled as he watched the fellow stumble a bit during his departure and as he was followed by some of his new admirers.
After that, the man in black decided to read the letter the cloaked fellow left him, almost not noticing it in his palm at first. The letter read that the was something stirring in the kingdom and he should be prepared for what lies ahead. However, the letter also stated that he would find the one that he seeks at the tournament, so for now he should just relax and enjoy himself. The man in black chuckled at the words written in the letter, finding it all amusing. Of course, this also confirmed the suspicions the man in black had about the cloaked one.
"Ah, so that's the Planeswalker? Quite the fascinating fellow I must say; I never would've imagined I'd meet him in a place like this. I presume he's already met the boy, then? He also appears to be somewhat aware of what will take place in Zauberheim. And of course, he knew would I was." The man in black thought to himself for a few minutes before having his thoughts interrupted by the bar tender. "Is everything alright, sir? You started laughing after you read that letter." The man looked up at the Blue Oni, having a smirk still on his face. "Oh, it's nothing, just a letter from a friend i just recently met. Here, take my payment. I believe I shall bed for the night; I'm quite tired from my journey here." The man in black places his payment on the counter, with tip of course, and begins to leave for his room. However, before reaching the steps to the upper floors he is stopped in his tracks by an Ogre and Salamander.
"Hey hold on there, hot-stuff! We may have missed our chance with that daredevil, but you're still ripe for the picking~ The Ogre's words were full of lust and temptation. Her Salamander friend's tail was lit aflutter with bustling flames. It would seem the mana and scent they picked up from the man caught their interest.
The man laughed slightly at the advances of the ladies, amused by them rather than intimidated or annoyed. "My apologies ladies, but I'm afraid I wouldn't be a good fit for you. Unfortunately, these old bones just aren't what they used to be. You'd both best find a man who's younger and sprier than I." The Ogre and Salamander looked at each other with smiles on their faces. "Oh, that's alright. We absolutely LOVE older men. We find them to be like fine wine - it's best when aged for a good while."
Though at first, while the two monster girls did not back down, they began to feel a strange uneasiness being caused by what was apparently the man's simple presence. While his mana signature and scent were pleasant to the girls, there was something else about he man they couldn't really describe. Something about his presence underlined something deeper and intimidating about man, the sort of feeling that demands respect and instills a sense of caution to those sensitive to it. Before the two could elaborate more on the strange phenomenon, they were interrupted by the reception. "Alright girls, that's enough. How 'bout ya let the man sleep for tonight, he's tired yeah?" The two girls looked at the receptionist and then at each other. "Uh, yeah, sure thing mister..." Afterwards they returned to their table. The man in black bade a friendly wave to the receptionist before heading to his room.
When he arrived at his quarters, the man did not turn on the lights or take his hood off. He simply sat in his bed and meditated to himself, as if preparing for something. After about ten minutes of mediating, he laid down on the bed and thought about the letter he received from the Planeswalker. "Something stirs, eh? If that isn't the grossest understatement of the year.."
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Western District
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Ruecian laid in his bed, staring at the moon shining through his window. He had chose an inn that was close to various vendors and shops in case he needed to buy anything useful. He didn't need anything extravagant or ritzy, just something that worked and was practical. Rue laid thinking about the various people he met and all that transpired today.
The thought that his visit to the kingdom wouldn't be as full of surprises as it was, having met the king of the territory and having dealt with a Anti-Orderite assailant. He thought of Henry and the Wanderer, who he looked forward to fighting at the tournament. He even thought of the Royal Court Mage who had been one of the first people he spoke to when he arrived. However, interestingly enough, he had felt a strange sensation when he thought of the Seraph students he met, Ivadi, Felicie, Anri, Luke, Brandon, and Lisianthus.
He couldn't quite describe the feeling, only that it sort of lifted his spirits. When he looked at them, it was like looking at a family of siblings, with their unreserved feelings and humorous quarreling. He had really hit it off with Ivadi, who was surprisingly friendly and sociable toward the swordsman, something he admittedly wasn't use to. He was also impressed with the boy's knowledge, certainly something you would expect from the son of the Archmage. And not just Ivadi, he was impressed by the skill of the entire group, being able to hold their own against Word Play and live to tell about it.
Looking at the students made Ruecian think of his life when he was their age. His life certainly wasn't as cheery and carefree as their's was, and the few friends he had are either dead or gone. For a long while, Rue had dedicated his time and efforts into solving issues through mercenary work, taking jobs from the Guild HQ that involved settling disputes and preventing needless bloodshed. A large part of the reason he took this job. However, meeting them has made him think that perhaps he should try to build relationships with more people than just guild members. It is good for emotional health to mingle with people; Rue's dedication to the sword is strong, however, very strong.
Unfortunately, Rue still didn't find the person he had been searching for. Not even Sir Tibrus could assist him, and he didn't really get a chance to ask the King about it. Although he doubted the King would know anymore about it than the architect. Despite this, Rue didn't feel a sense of disappointment. He had a strange feeling that he would soon find to one that he seeks, regardless of the fact that he didn't have any leads. He did not know why he had this feeling, but it was there and it was strong.
Putting his thoughts at ease, Rue finally rests for the night, to prepare himself for tomorrow.
Eastern District
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The black-cloaked man was entertained by the scene caused by his fellow cloaked fellow. He wasn't expecting things to be so lively during his arrival here so late.
The man listened as his daring friend spoke of the princess and her friends, saying that they were quite skilled for their age. "Oh, is that right? I've never met the princess personally, but if that's the case I look forward to seeing her at the tournament." But back to the matter at hand he watched as the fellow took a sip of the cup. He heard the man comment on the drink, and then watched as he downed the rest of it, quite impressed at the scene. After saying his dues, he watched the man walk up to the reception desk to receive his room key, holding up a peculiar coin with the symbol of a moon on it. The man in black chuckled as he watched the fellow stumble a bit during his departure and as he was followed by some of his new admirers.
After that, the man in black decided to read the letter the cloaked fellow left him, almost not noticing it in his palm at first. The letter read that the was something stirring in the kingdom and he should be prepared for what lies ahead. However, the letter also stated that he would find the one that he seeks at the tournament, so for now he should just relax and enjoy himself. The man in black chuckled at the words written in the letter, finding it all amusing. Of course, this also confirmed the suspicions the man in black had about the cloaked one.
"Ah, so that's the Planeswalker? Quite the fascinating fellow I must say; I never would've imagined I'd meet him in a place like this. I presume he's already met the boy, then? He also appears to be somewhat aware of what will take place in Zauberheim. And of course, he knew would I was." The man in black thought to himself for a few minutes before having his thoughts interrupted by the bar tender. "Is everything alright, sir? You started laughing after you read that letter." The man looked up at the Blue Oni, having a smirk still on his face. "Oh, it's nothing, just a letter from a friend i just recently met. Here, take my payment. I believe I shall bed for the night; I'm quite tired from my journey here." The man in black places his payment on the counter, with tip of course, and begins to leave for his room. However, before reaching the steps to the upper floors he is stopped in his tracks by an Ogre and Salamander.
"Hey hold on there, hot-stuff! We may have missed our chance with that daredevil, but you're still ripe for the picking~ The Ogre's words were full of lust and temptation. Her Salamander friend's tail was lit aflutter with bustling flames. It would seem the mana and scent they picked up from the man caught their interest.
The man laughed slightly at the advances of the ladies, amused by them rather than intimidated or annoyed. "My apologies ladies, but I'm afraid I wouldn't be a good fit for you. Unfortunately, these old bones just aren't what they used to be. You'd both best find a man who's younger and sprier than I." The Ogre and Salamander looked at each other with smiles on their faces. "Oh, that's alright. We absolutely LOVE older men. We find them to be like fine wine - it's best when aged for a good while."
Though at first, while the two monster girls did not back down, they began to feel a strange uneasiness being caused by what was apparently the man's simple presence. While his mana signature and scent were pleasant to the girls, there was something else about he man they couldn't really describe. Something about his presence underlined something deeper and intimidating about man, the sort of feeling that demands respect and instills a sense of caution to those sensitive to it. Before the two could elaborate more on the strange phenomenon, they were interrupted by the reception. "Alright girls, that's enough. How 'bout ya let the man sleep for tonight, he's tired yeah?" The two girls looked at the receptionist and then at each other. "Uh, yeah, sure thing mister..." Afterwards they returned to their table. The man in black bade a friendly wave to the receptionist before heading to his room.
When he arrived at his quarters, the man did not turn on the lights or take his hood off. He simply sat in his bed and meditated to himself, as if preparing for something. After about ten minutes of mediating, he laid down on the bed and thought about the letter he received from the Planeswalker. "Something stirs, eh? If that isn't the grossest understatement of the year.."
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Western District
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Ruecian laid in his bed, staring at the moon shining through his window. He had chose an inn that was close to various vendors and shops in case he needed to buy anything useful. He didn't need anything extravagant or ritzy, just something that worked and was practical. Rue laid thinking about the various people he met and all that transpired today.
The thought that his visit to the kingdom wouldn't be as full of surprises as it was, having met the king of the territory and having dealt with a Anti-Orderite assailant. He thought of Henry and the Wanderer, who he looked forward to fighting at the tournament. He even thought of the Royal Court Mage who had been one of the first people he spoke to when he arrived. However, interestingly enough, he had felt a strange sensation when he thought of the Seraph students he met, Ivadi, Felicie, Anri, Luke, Brandon, and Lisianthus.
He couldn't quite describe the feeling, only that it sort of lifted his spirits. When he looked at them, it was like looking at a family of siblings, with their unreserved feelings and humorous quarreling. He had really hit it off with Ivadi, who was surprisingly friendly and sociable toward the swordsman, something he admittedly wasn't use to. He was also impressed with the boy's knowledge, certainly something you would expect from the son of the Archmage. And not just Ivadi, he was impressed by the skill of the entire group, being able to hold their own against Word Play and live to tell about it.
Looking at the students made Ruecian think of his life when he was their age. His life certainly wasn't as cheery and carefree as their's was, and the few friends he had are either dead or gone. For a long while, Rue had dedicated his time and efforts into solving issues through mercenary work, taking jobs from the Guild HQ that involved settling disputes and preventing needless bloodshed. A large part of the reason he took this job. However, meeting them has made him think that perhaps he should try to build relationships with more people than just guild members. It is good for emotional health to mingle with people; Rue's dedication to the sword is strong, however, very strong.
Unfortunately, Rue still didn't find the person he had been searching for. Not even Sir Tibrus could assist him, and he didn't really get a chance to ask the King about it. Although he doubted the King would know anymore about it than the architect. Despite this, Rue didn't feel a sense of disappointment. He had a strange feeling that he would soon find to one that he seeks, regardless of the fact that he didn't have any leads. He did not know why he had this feeling, but it was there and it was strong.
Putting his thoughts at ease, Rue finally rests for the night, to prepare himself for tomorrow.
There is nothing more beautiful than a warrior with no distractions. One could say he is the closest thing to God
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Re: Zauberheim - Kingdom of Magic RP
(Long have I waited for this day)
Zev'jul stood before the Royal Castle's main gates. He was not sure if he was allowed to enter and speak to the king directly but he played it safe and spoke to the guards that valiantly stood guard. "Greetings, I am the mage Zev'jul and I am here on behalf of Count Sivana. I wish to see the king and relay the count's message to him." He formally requested. "Count Sivana would do it himself but he is too busy preparing for the festival. Weirdly enough, he did not seem to be interested in the festival earlier."
"If I am not allowed then please relay this short message: Count Sivana's daughter, Fallia Sivana, has been, allegedly, a victim of attempted rape. The... rapist was caught and now the count wishes to know if they are allowed to exact punishment upon the young fool. Preferably death." Zev'jul was blunt and sounded like he did not care what the result was going to be. "The rapist... was also a student of Seraph Academy I heard."
--MEANWHILE--
In an Order outpost within Zauberheim, 'Word Play' was behind a cell with iron bars, his entire body wrapped in metal chains as Rielle had ordered. On the other side, was Rielle herself who stared at 'Word Play' with a neutral expression. The Order spent most of the previous night debating whether the extremist was to be executed or tortured then executed. Rielle, with the help of Annabelle, 'convinced' the Order to put 'Word Play' under their jurisdiction.
"You know, a lot of people want you dead. Both innocent and malicious." Rielle was the first to speak up. "Killing indiscriminately? Mmm, not a good way to make impressions." She then continued. "However, if there are enemies, there are friends and fans... Me included." The White Witch smiled at the prisoner. "I have a deal, Wordy. Accept and I'll make sure you can walk around the streets of Zauberheim with freedom, not one guard hindering you. Decline and I'll... I don't know, I haven't gotten that far yet."
"Rest assured though, the deal has, and will have, nothing to do with your faction. It has something to do with the Order and maybe the Royal guys. So, interested?"
--CONCURRENTLY--
While news of the festival and the tournament brought great joy to the people of Zauberheim, a far darker news accompanied it. A dark news surrounding a student and his school. People were divided, was the student's crime his own or shall the school where he belonged be also responsible?
A lone dark figure within the dorm room of the student puts on an large black cloak to hide his entire body. Behind the cloak was multiple knives, multiple bombs of varying purposes and his usual weapons save for his regular sword which was slung on his back. Taking a deep breath, he exited out through the door and began to make his way to the prison where Peter was held. There he would infiltrate the prison, once more, and learn what is to become of his objective.
First he passed by Seraph Academy's courtyard, hopefully unnoticed. Attention was something he did not need for now.
Zev'jul stood before the Royal Castle's main gates. He was not sure if he was allowed to enter and speak to the king directly but he played it safe and spoke to the guards that valiantly stood guard. "Greetings, I am the mage Zev'jul and I am here on behalf of Count Sivana. I wish to see the king and relay the count's message to him." He formally requested. "Count Sivana would do it himself but he is too busy preparing for the festival. Weirdly enough, he did not seem to be interested in the festival earlier."
"If I am not allowed then please relay this short message: Count Sivana's daughter, Fallia Sivana, has been, allegedly, a victim of attempted rape. The... rapist was caught and now the count wishes to know if they are allowed to exact punishment upon the young fool. Preferably death." Zev'jul was blunt and sounded like he did not care what the result was going to be. "The rapist... was also a student of Seraph Academy I heard."
--MEANWHILE--
In an Order outpost within Zauberheim, 'Word Play' was behind a cell with iron bars, his entire body wrapped in metal chains as Rielle had ordered. On the other side, was Rielle herself who stared at 'Word Play' with a neutral expression. The Order spent most of the previous night debating whether the extremist was to be executed or tortured then executed. Rielle, with the help of Annabelle, 'convinced' the Order to put 'Word Play' under their jurisdiction.
"You know, a lot of people want you dead. Both innocent and malicious." Rielle was the first to speak up. "Killing indiscriminately? Mmm, not a good way to make impressions." She then continued. "However, if there are enemies, there are friends and fans... Me included." The White Witch smiled at the prisoner. "I have a deal, Wordy. Accept and I'll make sure you can walk around the streets of Zauberheim with freedom, not one guard hindering you. Decline and I'll... I don't know, I haven't gotten that far yet."
"Rest assured though, the deal has, and will have, nothing to do with your faction. It has something to do with the Order and maybe the Royal guys. So, interested?"
--CONCURRENTLY--
While news of the festival and the tournament brought great joy to the people of Zauberheim, a far darker news accompanied it. A dark news surrounding a student and his school. People were divided, was the student's crime his own or shall the school where he belonged be also responsible?
A lone dark figure within the dorm room of the student puts on an large black cloak to hide his entire body. Behind the cloak was multiple knives, multiple bombs of varying purposes and his usual weapons save for his regular sword which was slung on his back. Taking a deep breath, he exited out through the door and began to make his way to the prison where Peter was held. There he would infiltrate the prison, once more, and learn what is to become of his objective.
First he passed by Seraph Academy's courtyard, hopefully unnoticed. Attention was something he did not need for now.
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Re: Zauberheim - Kingdom of Magic RP
----Day 2----
The rising sun makes the beginning of a new day, but this day in particular is special. For today marks the start of the annual Grand Festival, a time in the kingdom dedicated to celebration and its cultural praise. Many events take place during the celebration: Street performances, exquisite theater shows, regal banquets, but most notably, the Seraph Academy Graduation Ceremony and the Seraph Graduation Tournament. During this time, the school recognizes those senior who have met all requirements to satisfy graduation and has those students compete in a tournament-style competition to allow them to showcase their skills. However, there are other factors present that spread controversy.
Young Peter, a simple farm child, has been convicted of raping a young lady of the Sivana house. The Count of the House demands retribution for this atrocity, preferably putting the body to death. Zev’jul, a strange mage, has come to deliver word of this situation to the King and request audience with him.
Elsewhere, Word Play has been turned over to the Order sect, with him being watched over by Annabelle and Rielle the White Witch. His fate is to be determined yet, however the two ladies appear to be unaware that the Word Play they have in custody is but a imitation of the real man.
The two Mamono sect officials, Jonathan and Dalia, also hear of young Peter's charges while preparing for their own operations.
Meanwhile, all the other Seraph Students are preparing for the graduation ceremony and tournament. If young Brandon wishes to make any last minute preparations he'll have to do so quickly, as time is short.
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Alleyway, Southern Streets
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In a small alleyway a wayward mamono awoke with no recollection of past events. If fact, she didn't even know who she was. The mamono was a dark elf by the name of Emilia; her name was the only thing she could remember at that point. She was of average build; a notable characteristic were her eyes; She had heterochromia - one eye blue, the other green.
For reasons she did not know, she carried on her a whip and a long curved blade. Ignorant and perplexed to her surroundings she may her way onto the city streets; where she would find many vendors and activity about the busy district. While she wasn't aware, this day marked the beginning of the festival, a grand tine of celebration in Zauberheim.
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Royal Palace
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The guards posted at the gate give Zev’jul peculiar looks as he explains his reason for being here. “I see, it is a bit early but this matter requires immediate attention.” The guard motions for his counterpart to relay the message to the king. The other man leaves post haste, which leaves the one guard with the magician. “Wait here, your request to see the king shall be relayed.”
In the throne room many of the Royal Guard stood at attention, lined up along the carpeted walkway of the chamber. Reinhardt was walking toward the throne, and at the throne already sat the Luminous Queen Brunhilde von Zauberheim, who also served as the head of the Royal Council and Prime Minister of the kingdom. The Queen was extremely distraught at the incident involving her daughter the night before, so much so that she almost lost her composure and couldn’t continue on with her duties. Yet her she is, her mature and regal appearance the very symbol of nobility. The Queen is indeed prepared to do all that is required of her station. The soldiers salute as the king makes his way to the throne.
“Brunhilde, my queen, I do hope you fare well today. I trust you are feeling better after last night?” Reinhardt show concern for his wife, knowing their daughter’s past situation took its toll on her emotional health. “Yes my King, I am fine. Let my health trouble you no more. All that matters is that our daughter is safe and sound.” Brunhilde try to hide her weakness through stern and reassuring words.
As the king sat next to his queen, the guard from outside showed himself into the room. The king looked at him with curious eyes. “Guardsman, what is the meaning of this? I don’t recall the queen or myself sending for you.” The guards kneeled before his rulers to excuse his abruptness. “My apologies, Your Majesty, but the mage known as Zev’jul has requested audience with you regarding the Seraph student Peter Culiar. Apparently the boy has been convicted of raping Count Sivana’a daughter, and the Count awaits your final say on the matter.”
The queen expression turns quite serious at the news. “Yes I’ve heard the specifics of the case. Quite frankly the authorities are at odds on how to approach the crime. While It is a felon, all the proof we have is word of mouth.” The king sighs as another problem presents itself on the first day of the festival. “Very well, send the man in. We shall speak with him. “
“At once, Your Highness!” With a stout solute, the guardsman makes his way back outside. After a few minutes the guard has made his way back to the mage. “The king and queen have agreed to meet with you, follow me to the throne room.”
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Lisia'a room
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Lisia was preparing for the ceremony in her room. While she was well rested, she still had felt uneasy about last night, about Word Play and her father. She dismissed the thoughts as best she could. After all, today was too important for her to be distracted. Her father was fine and Word Play had been dealt with as far as she knew.
There was a knock on the door suddenly while Lisia was getting ready. "Come in", she said hastily. As the door opened the doorway revealed a young male child, no older than 10 years. He was well groomed and had a serene and graceful aura about him. It was Lisia's little brother, the Crowned Prince Lutz von Zauberheim. "Lutz? What is it, I'm getting ready right now!" Lutz walked up to his sister who was sitting at her dresser; putting a hand on her arm as he came up. "I just wanted to make sure you're alright. I asked mother what had happened and I got worried. Still I can't believe my own sister tangled with a dangerous assailant and even drove him back! You really are amazing!"
"Thank you for your praise, little brother, but I'm busy and I have to get ready." With a huff the little boy heeded his sisters words. "Alright, see you at the ceremony then." Before the boy left, he turned to give his sister a last bit of news. "By the way, Lisia, I heard that your schoolmate Peter Culiar got in trouble with the authorities. I think it's pretty serious..." The princess looked at her brother with puzzled eyes after hearing his words. "Trouble? What do you mean, what did he do?" Lisianthus couldn't believe that someone like Peter could ever cause any kind of trouble. She knew him a little and he seemed like quiet and sincere young man. "I don't know sister, but I overheard the guards talking about how a mage has come to discuss the crime with mother and father. I wonder what's going on?"
Lisia put down her brush and began making her way into the throne room. As Peter was a fellow graduating senior and his fate could affect Seraph, she was determined to get to the bottom of this. Lutz looked at his sister as she marched down the hall to meet her parents, having a rather somber look on his face. "There she goes again, never a dull moment with her..."
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Schwarzrosen House
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On this morning if young Ivadi would be awake, he would find his mistress getting dressed for the ceremony taking place today. Although, she had heard about Peter and transpired with him and it weigh rather heavily on her mind. She couldn’t imagine someone like Peter committing such an act. Pent up sexual aggression perhaps? While lost in thought, Hana opens the door to check on the students.
“Milady, I hope you know what day it is. Are you and your little friend prepared?” Felicie turns to her kikimora servant with a irritated face. “My servant appears to still be in bed. However, I could get ready faster if someone would kindly stop pestering me!” The kikimora holds a hand over mouth with wide eyes. She then giggles slightly at her mistress’s words. “I see, my apologies then Milady. I shall kindly leave you to your business.”
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Eastern District
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The man in the black cloak decides to step out for some fresh air after a good night’s rest. He thought about going to the graduation ceremony, but only those invited may attend the event. He also thought of the Planeswalker, who gave him that cryptic message at the bar last night. When the Planeswalker did wake up he would also find a note in his hand as well.
Nice little slip with the letter, you almost caught me off guard. Your words tell me that you’ve already met my idiot apprentice; I trust he’s been doing well? I hope you’re aware of what may truly unfold here; when the time comes I may have to count on you. Oh, and thanks for the show last night. We should do it again sometime.
The man in black decided to make his way to the Luminous Citadel, as a way to past the time while he waited.
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Western District
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Rue took leave of the inn as he headed into town. Admittedly he wasn’t sure what to do, as an official hadn’t come to him with any new orders. While walking through town, he heard gossip about the rape case involving Peter Culiar and how it could affect the academy’s reputation. The merc decided to put the rumors in the back of his mind, as there wasn’t much he could do about it. He unfortunately didn’t know the boy very well, which didn’t give him much to work with.
The swordsman thought about attending the graduation ceremony to past the time until he was called upon. He figured he could get in thanks to his coin. With that, he decided to makes his way to the school, vanishing in a azure veil.
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School Courtyard
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As the merc arrived at the courtyard, he saw a figure dressed in a dark coat. The figure’s suspicious nature caught the merc’s attention (and the sword on his back), and while the man’s entire body was covered by his cloak the merc could just make out a familiar face.
“Pardon, but aren’t you the man I met here at the academy yesterday? I thought you were just an employee here, so why the sword? Are you planning something?”
The rising sun makes the beginning of a new day, but this day in particular is special. For today marks the start of the annual Grand Festival, a time in the kingdom dedicated to celebration and its cultural praise. Many events take place during the celebration: Street performances, exquisite theater shows, regal banquets, but most notably, the Seraph Academy Graduation Ceremony and the Seraph Graduation Tournament. During this time, the school recognizes those senior who have met all requirements to satisfy graduation and has those students compete in a tournament-style competition to allow them to showcase their skills. However, there are other factors present that spread controversy.
Young Peter, a simple farm child, has been convicted of raping a young lady of the Sivana house. The Count of the House demands retribution for this atrocity, preferably putting the body to death. Zev’jul, a strange mage, has come to deliver word of this situation to the King and request audience with him.
Elsewhere, Word Play has been turned over to the Order sect, with him being watched over by Annabelle and Rielle the White Witch. His fate is to be determined yet, however the two ladies appear to be unaware that the Word Play they have in custody is but a imitation of the real man.
The two Mamono sect officials, Jonathan and Dalia, also hear of young Peter's charges while preparing for their own operations.
Meanwhile, all the other Seraph Students are preparing for the graduation ceremony and tournament. If young Brandon wishes to make any last minute preparations he'll have to do so quickly, as time is short.
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Alleyway, Southern Streets
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In a small alleyway a wayward mamono awoke with no recollection of past events. If fact, she didn't even know who she was. The mamono was a dark elf by the name of Emilia; her name was the only thing she could remember at that point. She was of average build; a notable characteristic were her eyes; She had heterochromia - one eye blue, the other green.
For reasons she did not know, she carried on her a whip and a long curved blade. Ignorant and perplexed to her surroundings she may her way onto the city streets; where she would find many vendors and activity about the busy district. While she wasn't aware, this day marked the beginning of the festival, a grand tine of celebration in Zauberheim.
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Royal Palace
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The guards posted at the gate give Zev’jul peculiar looks as he explains his reason for being here. “I see, it is a bit early but this matter requires immediate attention.” The guard motions for his counterpart to relay the message to the king. The other man leaves post haste, which leaves the one guard with the magician. “Wait here, your request to see the king shall be relayed.”
In the throne room many of the Royal Guard stood at attention, lined up along the carpeted walkway of the chamber. Reinhardt was walking toward the throne, and at the throne already sat the Luminous Queen Brunhilde von Zauberheim, who also served as the head of the Royal Council and Prime Minister of the kingdom. The Queen was extremely distraught at the incident involving her daughter the night before, so much so that she almost lost her composure and couldn’t continue on with her duties. Yet her she is, her mature and regal appearance the very symbol of nobility. The Queen is indeed prepared to do all that is required of her station. The soldiers salute as the king makes his way to the throne.
“Brunhilde, my queen, I do hope you fare well today. I trust you are feeling better after last night?” Reinhardt show concern for his wife, knowing their daughter’s past situation took its toll on her emotional health. “Yes my King, I am fine. Let my health trouble you no more. All that matters is that our daughter is safe and sound.” Brunhilde try to hide her weakness through stern and reassuring words.
As the king sat next to his queen, the guard from outside showed himself into the room. The king looked at him with curious eyes. “Guardsman, what is the meaning of this? I don’t recall the queen or myself sending for you.” The guards kneeled before his rulers to excuse his abruptness. “My apologies, Your Majesty, but the mage known as Zev’jul has requested audience with you regarding the Seraph student Peter Culiar. Apparently the boy has been convicted of raping Count Sivana’a daughter, and the Count awaits your final say on the matter.”
The queen expression turns quite serious at the news. “Yes I’ve heard the specifics of the case. Quite frankly the authorities are at odds on how to approach the crime. While It is a felon, all the proof we have is word of mouth.” The king sighs as another problem presents itself on the first day of the festival. “Very well, send the man in. We shall speak with him. “
“At once, Your Highness!” With a stout solute, the guardsman makes his way back outside. After a few minutes the guard has made his way back to the mage. “The king and queen have agreed to meet with you, follow me to the throne room.”
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Lisia'a room
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Lisia was preparing for the ceremony in her room. While she was well rested, she still had felt uneasy about last night, about Word Play and her father. She dismissed the thoughts as best she could. After all, today was too important for her to be distracted. Her father was fine and Word Play had been dealt with as far as she knew.
There was a knock on the door suddenly while Lisia was getting ready. "Come in", she said hastily. As the door opened the doorway revealed a young male child, no older than 10 years. He was well groomed and had a serene and graceful aura about him. It was Lisia's little brother, the Crowned Prince Lutz von Zauberheim. "Lutz? What is it, I'm getting ready right now!" Lutz walked up to his sister who was sitting at her dresser; putting a hand on her arm as he came up. "I just wanted to make sure you're alright. I asked mother what had happened and I got worried. Still I can't believe my own sister tangled with a dangerous assailant and even drove him back! You really are amazing!"
"Thank you for your praise, little brother, but I'm busy and I have to get ready." With a huff the little boy heeded his sisters words. "Alright, see you at the ceremony then." Before the boy left, he turned to give his sister a last bit of news. "By the way, Lisia, I heard that your schoolmate Peter Culiar got in trouble with the authorities. I think it's pretty serious..." The princess looked at her brother with puzzled eyes after hearing his words. "Trouble? What do you mean, what did he do?" Lisianthus couldn't believe that someone like Peter could ever cause any kind of trouble. She knew him a little and he seemed like quiet and sincere young man. "I don't know sister, but I overheard the guards talking about how a mage has come to discuss the crime with mother and father. I wonder what's going on?"
Lisia put down her brush and began making her way into the throne room. As Peter was a fellow graduating senior and his fate could affect Seraph, she was determined to get to the bottom of this. Lutz looked at his sister as she marched down the hall to meet her parents, having a rather somber look on his face. "There she goes again, never a dull moment with her..."
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Schwarzrosen House
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On this morning if young Ivadi would be awake, he would find his mistress getting dressed for the ceremony taking place today. Although, she had heard about Peter and transpired with him and it weigh rather heavily on her mind. She couldn’t imagine someone like Peter committing such an act. Pent up sexual aggression perhaps? While lost in thought, Hana opens the door to check on the students.
“Milady, I hope you know what day it is. Are you and your little friend prepared?” Felicie turns to her kikimora servant with a irritated face. “My servant appears to still be in bed. However, I could get ready faster if someone would kindly stop pestering me!” The kikimora holds a hand over mouth with wide eyes. She then giggles slightly at her mistress’s words. “I see, my apologies then Milady. I shall kindly leave you to your business.”
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Eastern District
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The man in the black cloak decides to step out for some fresh air after a good night’s rest. He thought about going to the graduation ceremony, but only those invited may attend the event. He also thought of the Planeswalker, who gave him that cryptic message at the bar last night. When the Planeswalker did wake up he would also find a note in his hand as well.
Nice little slip with the letter, you almost caught me off guard. Your words tell me that you’ve already met my idiot apprentice; I trust he’s been doing well? I hope you’re aware of what may truly unfold here; when the time comes I may have to count on you. Oh, and thanks for the show last night. We should do it again sometime.
The man in black decided to make his way to the Luminous Citadel, as a way to past the time while he waited.
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Western District
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Rue took leave of the inn as he headed into town. Admittedly he wasn’t sure what to do, as an official hadn’t come to him with any new orders. While walking through town, he heard gossip about the rape case involving Peter Culiar and how it could affect the academy’s reputation. The merc decided to put the rumors in the back of his mind, as there wasn’t much he could do about it. He unfortunately didn’t know the boy very well, which didn’t give him much to work with.
The swordsman thought about attending the graduation ceremony to past the time until he was called upon. He figured he could get in thanks to his coin. With that, he decided to makes his way to the school, vanishing in a azure veil.
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School Courtyard
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As the merc arrived at the courtyard, he saw a figure dressed in a dark coat. The figure’s suspicious nature caught the merc’s attention (and the sword on his back), and while the man’s entire body was covered by his cloak the merc could just make out a familiar face.
“Pardon, but aren’t you the man I met here at the academy yesterday? I thought you were just an employee here, so why the sword? Are you planning something?”
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Re: Zauberheim - Kingdom of Magic RP
Zev'jul was told to wait a few minutes while the guard would ask the king if his request would be entertained. The sorcerer did as he was told and after several silent minutes, the guard returned.
Zev'jul followed the guard to the throne room and there he met King Reinhardt and his wife, Queen Brunhilde but most importantly, the throne which he shall sit upon one day. His glowing yellow eyes seemed to be glaring but his closest acquaintances, which was less than few, knew that was just his default look. Still, that did not mean his ambitions were at all benevolent. "King Reinhardt, Queen Brunhilde." He bowed at both royals. "I bring a message from Count Sivana who is too busy preparing for the festival."
"It concerns the boy who tried to force himself upon Miss Fallia Sivana." Zev'jul gave the gist of the incident. "Count Sivana wishes to see the boy's head on a basket as punishment. Or an even terrible fate if allowed." The sorcerer barely stifle his amusement at the Count's demands. "Ahem, precisely why I'm here. Count Sivana wishes to know if you would approve of such a punishment."
"If His Majesty wishes to speak to Count Sivana himself. I can retrieve him within a moment's notice."
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Assassin was about to slip past unnoticed when he saw someone familiar come up to him. It was that Zipanguese man he met yesterday quite a few times in one day.
"Very well."Phantom77 wrote:“The king and queen have agreed to meet with you, follow me to the throne room.”
Zev'jul followed the guard to the throne room and there he met King Reinhardt and his wife, Queen Brunhilde but most importantly, the throne which he shall sit upon one day. His glowing yellow eyes seemed to be glaring but his closest acquaintances, which was less than few, knew that was just his default look. Still, that did not mean his ambitions were at all benevolent. "King Reinhardt, Queen Brunhilde." He bowed at both royals. "I bring a message from Count Sivana who is too busy preparing for the festival."
"It concerns the boy who tried to force himself upon Miss Fallia Sivana." Zev'jul gave the gist of the incident. "Count Sivana wishes to see the boy's head on a basket as punishment. Or an even terrible fate if allowed." The sorcerer barely stifle his amusement at the Count's demands. "Ahem, precisely why I'm here. Count Sivana wishes to know if you would approve of such a punishment."
"If His Majesty wishes to speak to Count Sivana himself. I can retrieve him within a moment's notice."
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Assassin was about to slip past unnoticed when he saw someone familiar come up to him. It was that Zipanguese man he met yesterday quite a few times in one day.
Assassin stopped and looked at him for a few moments, giving nary an answer, before continuing his way. He wondered what the man was going to do next. Was this Zipanguese going to stop him in which case some unfriendly swings would be thrown or will the swordsman be following him until an answer is received in which case Assassin did not mind having a companion to watch the prison from dawn till the next dawn if need be.Phantom77 wrote:“Pardon, but aren’t you that man I met here at the academy yesterday? I thought you were just employee here, so why the sword? Are you planning something?”
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Re: Zauberheim - Kingdom of Magic RP
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Throne Room
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The royal pair listened to the mage's explanation of Count Sivana's claim. The mood turned for the worst when Zev'jul stated the extremes of the Count's contempt for the boy who supposedly force himself upon his daughter, saying he wants his head in a basket.
The queen interjects Zev'jul's statement. "From what I understand, Peter's teachers and fellow classmates believe the boy to be a reserved and polite student; never getting into trouble with anyone. Certainly one you wouldn't believe to be capable of such an act. Though there are some who are put off by his weapon and introverted nature, overall people seem to think well of the boy." The queen then listens as Zev'jul explains that he can bring the Count here himself if need be, despite the latter being supposedly too busy to have come in the first place.
"That won't be necessary, sir. Whether the boy is guilty or not, this kingdom doesn't condone death without at least a proper trial. I request that the boy be brought before a group of court officials that I will personally head. I wish to speak with the boy myself." The queen spoke with an authoritative tone that could be felt throughout the entire chamber.
Lisia finally makes her way to the chamber, where she sees a man she has never met before. She turns her attention to her parents, who seem to be in the middle of a discussion. "Mother, Father, what is to become of Peter? Surely you really don't think he's guilty? Why would he suddenly commit such a crime now?" The king looks at his daughter with tired eyes, as he knows his daughter has other things she needs to attend to. "Lisianthus. should you not be preparing for graduation? I imagine that you feel the need to inquiry about Peter's fate since you are both classmates and graduating seniors; in addition you are the head of the student council. However, I'm afraid this matter is of no concern to you. Further, you have no authority to barge into the royal chamber without notice and such an act is a sign of disrespect toward me and your mother."
Lisia resolved weaken at her father's words. "Father, I just wanted..." The queen once again interjects and stares at her husband. "That's quite enough, there is no need to be so hard on the child, my king." She turns to Lisia with eyes full of sincerity. "Lisia, I have arranged for your classmate to be brought before a court of officials to be judged fairly. Death without trial is not condone within our kingdom. If your mind is now at ease, listen to your father's words and head to the academy when you are ready."
Lisia stood for a moment after listening to her mother's words, which also seemed to calm her spirits. "Very well, mother. I apology to both of you for my impudent behavior." With a bow she leaves the room, walking past Zev'jul, who gave her a strange feeling.
Brunhilde turns to the mage who came on behalf of the count. "Pass my message of Peter's fate to the Count as well. If that is all, you nay leave. Guards, see to it that Peter is moved from his cell and into a chamber where he shall be tried for his actions!"
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School Courtyard
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Rue sighs as the cloaked man begins walking again, doing little in response to the former's earlier statements. "I imagine this is about Peter? If you're going to check on the boy or try to rescue him, then I'd advise against it. You actions may make the boy's circumstances even worse than they are now. My guess is that the boy will probably be judged for his actions before the authorities make any final decisions. From what I know I doubt the king would be willing to let the death of a young boy commence without proper trial."
The swordsman put a hand on the man's shoulder. "Besides, you're going to draw a lot of unwanted attention if you get caught with all those weapons you're carrying under that coat."
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Citadel Courtyard
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The man in black made his way to the citadel, where he decided to sit outside. He looked at the building, analyzing its structure and appearance. "So, this is the Luminous Citadel huh? Not too shabby." The man saw various people going in and out of the establishment: officials, vendors, and performers; all of them here for the festival.
"I wonder what that dummy's doing? Probably trying to find a way to past the time as well."
Throne Room
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The royal pair listened to the mage's explanation of Count Sivana's claim. The mood turned for the worst when Zev'jul stated the extremes of the Count's contempt for the boy who supposedly force himself upon his daughter, saying he wants his head in a basket.
The queen interjects Zev'jul's statement. "From what I understand, Peter's teachers and fellow classmates believe the boy to be a reserved and polite student; never getting into trouble with anyone. Certainly one you wouldn't believe to be capable of such an act. Though there are some who are put off by his weapon and introverted nature, overall people seem to think well of the boy." The queen then listens as Zev'jul explains that he can bring the Count here himself if need be, despite the latter being supposedly too busy to have come in the first place.
"That won't be necessary, sir. Whether the boy is guilty or not, this kingdom doesn't condone death without at least a proper trial. I request that the boy be brought before a group of court officials that I will personally head. I wish to speak with the boy myself." The queen spoke with an authoritative tone that could be felt throughout the entire chamber.
Lisia finally makes her way to the chamber, where she sees a man she has never met before. She turns her attention to her parents, who seem to be in the middle of a discussion. "Mother, Father, what is to become of Peter? Surely you really don't think he's guilty? Why would he suddenly commit such a crime now?" The king looks at his daughter with tired eyes, as he knows his daughter has other things she needs to attend to. "Lisianthus. should you not be preparing for graduation? I imagine that you feel the need to inquiry about Peter's fate since you are both classmates and graduating seniors; in addition you are the head of the student council. However, I'm afraid this matter is of no concern to you. Further, you have no authority to barge into the royal chamber without notice and such an act is a sign of disrespect toward me and your mother."
Lisia resolved weaken at her father's words. "Father, I just wanted..." The queen once again interjects and stares at her husband. "That's quite enough, there is no need to be so hard on the child, my king." She turns to Lisia with eyes full of sincerity. "Lisia, I have arranged for your classmate to be brought before a court of officials to be judged fairly. Death without trial is not condone within our kingdom. If your mind is now at ease, listen to your father's words and head to the academy when you are ready."
Lisia stood for a moment after listening to her mother's words, which also seemed to calm her spirits. "Very well, mother. I apology to both of you for my impudent behavior." With a bow she leaves the room, walking past Zev'jul, who gave her a strange feeling.
Brunhilde turns to the mage who came on behalf of the count. "Pass my message of Peter's fate to the Count as well. If that is all, you nay leave. Guards, see to it that Peter is moved from his cell and into a chamber where he shall be tried for his actions!"
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School Courtyard
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Rue sighs as the cloaked man begins walking again, doing little in response to the former's earlier statements. "I imagine this is about Peter? If you're going to check on the boy or try to rescue him, then I'd advise against it. You actions may make the boy's circumstances even worse than they are now. My guess is that the boy will probably be judged for his actions before the authorities make any final decisions. From what I know I doubt the king would be willing to let the death of a young boy commence without proper trial."
The swordsman put a hand on the man's shoulder. "Besides, you're going to draw a lot of unwanted attention if you get caught with all those weapons you're carrying under that coat."
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Citadel Courtyard
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The man in black made his way to the citadel, where he decided to sit outside. He looked at the building, analyzing its structure and appearance. "So, this is the Luminous Citadel huh? Not too shabby." The man saw various people going in and out of the establishment: officials, vendors, and performers; all of them here for the festival.
"I wonder what that dummy's doing? Probably trying to find a way to past the time as well."
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Re: Zauberheim - Kingdom of Magic RP
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Felicie's Room
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Ivadi woke when his mistress spoke to her kikomora servant, that particularly rouse him from slumber "nnnn...." half asleep he went about getting dressed for today "what was today again?" he pondered as he cringed slightly, he always hated having morning breath so he reached in his pockets to take out mints before putting them in his mouth to chew and freshen his breath he then went to the mirror to brush his hair with a nearby brush, as though he was in a middle of his mourning routine back home
Felicie's Room
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Ivadi woke when his mistress spoke to her kikomora servant, that particularly rouse him from slumber "nnnn...." half asleep he went about getting dressed for today "what was today again?" he pondered as he cringed slightly, he always hated having morning breath so he reached in his pockets to take out mints before putting them in his mouth to chew and freshen his breath he then went to the mirror to brush his hair with a nearby brush, as though he was in a middle of his mourning routine back home
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