Vladimir Jourin had, had a troubled life from the time he had been born. Being born to two broke, poor farmers’ who barely had enough money to feed themselves let alone, their child while also barely being able to feed him. So until age sixteen he was a small framed boy in tattered and ripped clothing doing odd jobs around the village to help make money. At age sixteen however he moved to work for the king and paid his parents with the money he made. He quickly rose through the ranks until by age nineteen he became commander in chief of the kings army right under the general herself who was a very known woman who had powers that made her God-like. 

Vladimir currently walked through town with a large demonic dragon who was his pet. As he neared the castle he patted the dragon softly watching it as the dragon flew away. He then made his way into the castle where the king and queen sat. “Your highness I have come just as you have ask me to. Though I do not know why you have called for me. I was told that I was able to get off for one day for my elderly father’s birthday which is today” he said respectfully to the king.

King Alexander Lore stood up seeing the legendary warrior Vladimir Jourin come into the throne room “Ah yes lord Vladimir it is such a nice thing to see you my dear boy. I am sorry to have called you on one of your two yearly days off I know this is a special day so I shall send him money for having had you come here. But we have gotten word from Luner our General and the one person above you in rank is starting to believe that the Dark Kingdom is going to start attacking us directly instead of like they are now so you must go to her chamber’s and speak with her about what to do next. It would mean so much for the safety of our country to have our two head people working together to stop the war from spilling out into our peaceful towns instead of by our countryside.”

“For the safety of the people sir I shall do whatever you ask” Vladimir said standing up slowly fixing his clothing before making his way down the long corridor to where General Luner’s office was he had heard of this general but had never met her. He knew so little in fact that he didn’t know General Luner was a woman so he knocked on the door four times before stepping back to allow the general some time to answer the door so where they could begin strategizing, planning and plotting a way to keep the army of Demons as far away from the peaceful city that they had both been sworn in to protect.