Before Tani could make her way to the other people on the apology list she was called out by Maria once more. Tani took a quick stop and turned around to face Maria again. Tani lightly tilted her head as she heard Maria out.



Tani flashed Maria a gratefull smile as she moved out her hand like she was gonna take Maria her hand. It was a sign of accepting her into her ranks. Maria gave yet a small but about herself. She claimed that she was lacking and only had the family name on her that made her so big but Tani did not think at all of her like that. Furthermore she offered to bring some adventurers to the fight herself, that was not all to bad of a line no.





Maria was telling her about a few tombs she still had left in her own library. Shiina didn't mind, anything was fine to fill in the gap of her not being able to draw on decent material let stand have. Shiina was pretty interested in reading after drawing. There wasn't much else for her to do apart from that. Perhaps she could find painting material in this medieval setting/amusement park. Shiina glanced around but there were just buildings with nothing intresting in them. Probably houses even.



After her stomach had made an awful growl Maria gave her a promising line of words. Maria was talking to her about giving her food again, Shiina gave her a somewhat interested look and angled her head. She was wondering if it was far and what kind of food, perhaps there would be baumkuchen cakies too! Shiina her stomach gave another louder growl but with this time ignoring it herself. It was probably because she was hearing things about food and thinking about them too. She just couldn't wait for it!

Mithril Blackblood (editing in fancy stuff later)
@adamnfiddle

Mithril eyed the lunatic with a blank expression on his face, not that you could see it anyways, as he absorbed the whole thought of what Chastity was really doing. The same gods bedamned thing the sword was. Chaos and destruction. The only difference was this man had plans to build something after he knocked everything else down.
While Mithril was skeptical of such an event, the being in the sword was almost humming in his mind with delight. Why wouldn't it? A partner in its murderous crimes was a rare gift. But that didn't mean it would play nice.

Mithril lunged forward, sword leading, to jab just the end of the blade into Chastitys stomach. It would cause no real would but it did give direct contact with the mind inside. Allowed him to hear it as more than a whisper.
The will old as mountains. A presence rightly feared.
The witch soul again revealed itself to Chastity as it spoke to his mind.

YOU ARE NOT MY PARTNER. YOU ARE A SERVANT.

The blade was pulled away at the command of his master, the blood already gone from the magnificent swords edge. The plan had already been put in motion. Unlike Chastity, Mithril and the Golden sword were being hunted again. Though it wasn't preferential, those idiots from last night had caused such a racket that so many had witnessed it.
It was time to leave.. for just a little while, at least. The city would only hinder the swords fun now, with every brain dead idiot capable of holding a weapon seeking to capture the masked swordsman. Few having discerned the true evil.

Mithril turned his head before speaking, stern but friendly.

"Will you help facilitate my escape of this city, or will I be carving my way out?"

@liferusher@Kitsune@ZekariVoblis@ADamnFiddle
"Whew," Kurokono sighed in relief as he narrowly escapes from the pursuit of Ease, "Foot the bills for me first, I will pay it back if I have the money, I promise. Hah, the Sengoku Jidai is a more interesting era than I thought."

Fleeing away from the scene, Kurokono find it frustrating on how he can't read any words that is written down in 'this era'. But now to think about it, its pretty obvious for a writing system to change completely after 'a thousand years'. It would serve me better if I were an archaeologist...

After making sure that nobody else is tailing behind his back, Kurokono took off his Penguin suit. He still doesn't know much about the city of 'Kyoto', despite spending a night there. He wasn't sure on the directions to the shrine where he wanted to pray to so much. And most importantly, he doesn't have any money. He needed a day job, he'd prefer living a humble & honest life than freeloading on a bar like just now. Hmm... what should I become here...? A Samurai? Nahh, not an option, I can't read or write here. A City Guard would do better, not a bad choice, and I will gain more hands-on experience...

Kurokono made out his usual smirk as he set off to the nearest 'fort': the Iron Bell Headquarters. Arriving at the Entrance, Kurokono made a slight cough before speaking to a guard in a more formal tone, "Ahem ahem, I would like to become a City Guard, so may I know more about this job? Thanks."

"That was rather rude..." Blanc thought, tongue in cheek as she looked at Atisha and the now-leaving Sean. She sat back down opposite to the armored elf and continued eating the food in her plate. The moment the sound of armor was removed and the hint of blonde hair was seen from her peripheral vision. She would look up at her and widen her eyes in surprise.

What were the odds? Another elf! She's not a snow elf, but an elf nonetheless... although... something else was bothering her about her appearance and she couldn't get it out.

Blanc's ears perk at the sight of Atisha's pointy ones, a small smile forming on her lips as she picked Tundo up and sat him on the chair beside her. Tundo didn't know what was going on, but when the wolf took one look at Atisha he understood and just behaved in his seat.

"W-wow... y-you were an elf this whole time?" Before Blanc could get her question answered, she was struck with a question to her from the armored elven woman. She blamed herself for being too slow but at least she wanted to hear her out.

"...do you know a man named Malakaus?"

Blanc recognized the name and it caused her smile to fade slowly. Something was forming in her mind... was it that nightmare from yesterday?

"And… Do you remember what happened to him last night?"

Oh Holy Dragon of Lugnica... was that really a nightmare. Blanc's gloved hands would clutch her forehead, her pupils would shrink at the sight of remembering something so gruesome.

She was there that night. Witnessing Malakaus impaled by the sword at the hands of Tani. There was blood gushing about, people yelling, people cursing, people screaming and just as it was about to end. She would remember her brutalized body. It was a bit of a stretch, but she assumed this person was the same person that died and she was just talking to her.

Tundo could sense stress... a lot of stress coming from Blanc and growled as a result. "Blanc? Blanc?! What's wrong?! but there was no telepathical response.

She just sat there in shock and looking straight at Atisha's eyes. The blonde elven woman would also see a stream of tears falling from both her eyes. She was already sniffling.

"T-that... *sniffles* w-wasn't... real... y-you were just... on the ground... napping... r-right?" The snow elf's tone sounded lifeless and at the same time delusional.

Tundo turned his dog-head away. It seems she remembered...

@Letter Bee @Noodles @PhoenixRising @Lucius Cypher @liferusher @FelixArgyle

As Grian silently suffers, all Emile can do is kneel beside him with a worried look on her face. As he tries to get up, he finds himself collapsing again, and Emile looks as though she's about to cry. "Please, don't over-exert yourself! T-take it easy, please, just for a moment..." Her words were apparently rewarded in her eyes as Grian suddenly rose to his feet, Emile looking up at him, her frown turning upside-down. However, his words were somewhat... discouraging to the young noble. "Oh, umm... OK. Th-thank you, tho- eeek!" Grian suddenly slamming the door causes the young woman's heart to skip a beat, her breathing rapidly accelerating as she begins making assumptions in her mind.

[color=deepskyblue]'Oh no, what did I do...? Did I make him mad? I know he was drunk last night but he seemed really happy - I'm going to have to apologise... W-was it because I called him by his first name...? He could be a noble - I-I should probably address him like one... Ohhh, I just want to get some ice cream and watch anime in my room right about now...'

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[color=deepskyblue]'Wait... my room...? Anime...?' Emile ponders these things a few moments more, thinking hard as to why they feel so familiar to her, and yet at the same time remain out of her grasp. Saving her from her own thoughts was Barkley, Grian's butler, who inquires as to what she would like. "O-oh, um, m-maybe a water and a sandwich... I-I'm not too hungry, s-sir." She doesn't want to have Grian's hospitality appear taken advantage of, so she attempts to be as modest as possible. In truth she was starving, not quite sure when she last ate, but it she has a feeling it was awhile ago. As she herself gets to her feet, her stomach grumbles uncomfortably. "Actually... please make that three sandwiches, if possible..."

Grian didn't return for awhile, but when he did would find a rather comfortable Emile eating away at her third sandwich with eyes filled with glee. Clearing her throat and washing down the food with water, she gives the butler a bright-eyed stare. "M-Mister Barkley, that was amazing! I don't think I've had a finer food, ever!" There was absolutely zero exaggeration in her tone, though someone who possibly hadn't eaten in days would surely think anything that was done well to be from another world. "I-I must learn how to cook from you, s-sir! I-if it pleased S-sir Grian, I would be more than willing to work as a member of your staff to help compensate for my stay!" It was then that she noticed Grian's presence and nervously finds herself going a light red. He speaks of allowing her a place to stay, an awkward pause occurring between the two, before Grian speaks up again about her missing memories.

Emile simply shakes her head.

"A-all I know for certain, Sir Grian, is that I w-woke up yesterday in the middle of a field... Everything in town felt familiar to me, but when I thought about it more, I b-began to realise I didn't know why. I get other things randomly but I don't quite know what they are, like anime and my room, but everything about them is blank or blurry. I have no idea where I came from..." Though she appears in a somewhat depressed state momentarily, Emile quickly perks right back up. "Oh, but before I forget! Thank you very much for taking me in, sir! Especially since I have no idea who I really am or where I'm from - not everybody would believe such a thing, I'm sure... B-but I'd feel bad if I freeloaded off of you until I knew my origin; I'm not even certain I would have sufficient compensation waiting once I did! Th-therefore, u-umm, I had an idea..." Emile squirms nervously in her seat, starring down at her hands, held at her lap. "I'm afraid I don't know too much outside of some cooking knowledge and clothing... I'm a b-bit of a scaredy-cat and get nervous all the t-time... B-but, I can work really hard and will learn as quick as it takes!"

Suddenly, the young noblewoman stands with a serious look on her face, sweat dripping down her brow. "Sir Grian..."

She gulps, then bows before him.

"C-could you please hire me to work h-here...?"

When Duncan arrived at the end of the alley, he’d find no immediate sign of Felix. What he would find is a large, imposing, armored figure with an axe in his hand. Turning around he’d then see Felix in the knight’s arm, who he gently let down onto the ground. He’d also see a wall that was completely demolished, and perhaps even notice the dust and rubble on the knight’s armor. ”I take it that you have some issue against Felix here. I understand that some may fear the Royal Knights if they abuse their power, so I will be lenient for now. Explain yourself, and why you felt it necessary to try and kill a Royal Knight, myself, and justify the destruction of kingdom property and generally disturbance of peace.” Malakaus approached Duncan, his body angled just correctly that the sun was at Malakaus’s back and thus Duncan could only see his silhouette.

”And I hope you’re quite aware that due to recent events, everyone is very concerned about violent, powerful enemies of the kingdom who seeks to slaughter our people. People who are strong enough to face even the Royal Knights. And you had best hope that you have no association with them.”

Malakaus was starting to get tired of all this nonsense, but such was a burden of a knight. To be chivalrous and duty bound. To face fear and loathing from all sources, be it nobles who think of him as a mere pawn, or the common folk who believe he and his fellow knights are tyrants. All the while Malakaus must continue his duty regardless of the enemies he faces, because if he, a knight of the land, a hero of the people, cannot face his enemies, who can?

”I am Malakaus Firebelly, knight errant of the Kingdom of Luganica. Now I ask you, why did you just try to kill a Royal Knight?”

@FelixArgyle@Sir Lurksalot

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Atisha looked at Blanc as the elf slowly seemed to remember yesterday’s events. She was obviously traumatized; Atisha had forgotten that unlike her, not everyone is accustomed to such scenes of carnage. The elf reached out and gentle squeezed Blanc’s hand, trying her best to give her a reassuring smile. But as much as she wanted to console the elf, Atisha needed the truth. And harsh, unfortunate truth. And in turn, Atisha had to be truthful.

”I’m sorry, but no… I wasn’t asleep. Yesterday I fought a very powerful enemy, and he killed Malakaus. I beleive he killed me as well. I remember you because you were the only other elf I have ever seen in this city, and Malakaus had called out for you. But I…” Atisha tighten her grip just a slight bit. This was starting to get a bit heavy, even for Atisha. ”... I’m positive I had died yesterday. I can still feel the pain in my chest and yet… And yet I’m still here. So please Blanc. You have to tell me… What happened yesterday?” Atisha also handed Blanc a clean napkin to wipe her tears with. While Atisha was a bitch, even she could feel the horror in Blanc’s mind. Or perhaps it was simply because, for once in a long time, Atisha had finally found another elf. It was unfortunate that after searching for so long, this was the circumstance of their meeting.

”Take your time, but… If it’s too much for you, we don’t have to talk about it right now.” Atisha’s voice cracked. She desperately wanted to know what happened yesterday, but every second of seeing Blanc’s crying face made Atisha’s own will weaken. She couldn’t stand the sight of a crying girl. Atisha didn’t want to hurt Blanc, she never meant to distress her.

@Seirei No Hai

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Meanwhile a merc just got suckered punch. This certainly stunned and surprised the man, but he wouldn't be hired if he couldn't take a hit. Without even bothering to look, the merc swung an armored fist right back at Hiroto. Fortunately for him, the merc had missed and slammed his fist into the wall. But from the cracks in the stone, Hiroto could easily tell that a single, solid punch was liable to knock the boy out, if not outright break his bones. And it certainly wasn't looking any better when the merc took out his shortsword. "Tch. So some hero's here, huh? I'm sure the boss'll pay me plenty once I bring him your head!" The merc lunged at Hiroto, an open hand launched forward to grab the boy so he couldn't run when the merc drove his blade right at Hiroto's stomach.

@Mystic Writer

Grian Rothfell_

@Delta44

A few mintues ago Grian wasn't even sure why he allowed this woman to be in his mansion. But now she is asking to become a maid here. Granted she wasn't just anybody. In fact Grian was happy to have her here compared to other humans. She was a nice human woman. Still a human, however nice. Thought she has shown kindness and willingness to pay back the expenses spent on her, Grian wasn't sure. All huamns are the same after all. Led by their greed, each achieveing personal fortune by different means. Some trump others whilst others use treachery and act sly to get what they want. She will probably just leave him as soon as he needs help and she sees that she can get something out of the situation by leaving Grian behind. He glanced at the girl who was sitting nervously at the table looking at him with eyes filled to the brim with anticipation. Grian turned away, both confused and slightly irritated by the look she was giving him. What can this girl get out by serving under him. Does she not see the racial difference.

Grian glanced at Emile once again and it became painfully obvious that the girl was unaware of the racial differences and discriminations in this world that are between the more animalistic demi-humans and the pure humans. Grian started to beleive that she was something else. So far it seemed like she really wanted to help out, and pay for her stay. Of course it wasn't encessary, Grian's income was enough to feed even a whole staff and every guest room filled, but he wasn't gonna tell it to the girl. Emile said that most people wouldn't beleive her, and she wasn't far from wong. Grian was not one of those people, but some aspects of her story raised red flags in his mind. But the determination of the girl softened his heart. He was ready to give the girl a chance, and put her through a test to see if she is worthy of staying with him.

"You said that you'll learn as fast you need to, right?" Grian grinned and stood up from his char. "Well then, I will accept you here as a staff member under one singular condition." He walked to Barkley who nod as Grian approached him. "Barkley will teach you how to cook. And YOU, will use that knowledge to make the dinner for me tonight. If your cooking is as good as Barkley's and you manage to impress me then I will allow you to stay and work. Barkley will help you in any way he can, but the cooking must be yours." Grian opened the double doors leading into his study, and grabbed a coat from the hanger that was hiding behind one of the doors. "I will be back about an hour before sunset. Make sure that you have good food done by then." Grian put gloves on his hands and slid his two swords, which were laying in a weapon rack next to the door, into their holsters. He looked back at the girl with an evil grin. "Or else." He opened the door leading to the hall, but turned back before stepping out to leave teh house. "Oh,Barkley please show miss Emile around. I will be going to the Iron Bell's barracks if I am needed for anything." Then he left the diner, closing the door behind him with a silent swing.

>Barkley can now be interacted with<

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Hendrick Joseph

@Melpaws

Hendrick looked over to where the guard was pointing, and saw a nice caffe with table and small trees outside of it, possibly for those who want momentary rest from the market's bustling. It must be a quite busy place, and as far as he could see there were many people inside the building. Hendrick nod and began walking towards the cafe. "Talk, we should. Much to discuss, we have."

This time it didn't take that much time to get to the cafe. reinhard who was coming behind him cleared out the crowd good, something Hendrick was thankful for. Now that he had his sunstones, he had ample time to talk with the man. Ample compared to how much time he would have talked with the man if he didn't buy him the sun stones. Which would've been absolutely none. Hendrick smiled on his way to the cafe, and waved for one of the waitresses outside to come and attend to them. He sit down next to one of the outside tables, and waited for Reinhardt to take his seat to. The girl he waved before came to their table, and Hendrick started speaking. "Would you be so kind and get me a dark coffe with 3 cubes of sugar, dear?" He smiled at the woman who seemed confused about a man in blindfold calling her a dear without actully seeing. However a diferent surprise was coming from Reinhardt. Hendrick showed an ear to ear smile to the guard, and started to toy with a spoon on the table. "You thought I couldn't speak properly, didn't you." Hendrick laughed loudly and then bent forward on his chair. "I bet you did. You totally bought that I couldn't speak."

The waitress came by again bringing their drinks. Hendrick sipped out of the hot coffe and then leaned back on his chair. "I beleive I haven't introduced myself properly. My name is Hendrick Joseph, a monk from the west. Well technically the east, but it's only in my country." He took another sip of coffe and then put the cup down. He put his hand into small bag that hung on his belt, and pinched out a small bit og blue dust. "Watch." He blew the dust into the air in front, and the blue dust began falling down very slowly, almost hovering gently in the air. Without hesitation he drew a circle into the cloud, and then murmured a few words in an unknown language, barely audible. The blue dust lit up, each grain gleaming like star. They slowly began showing a map of the word, and Hendrick pointed on a place in Kararagi. "That's where I came from." He swiped away the dust with his hands, and drank from his coffe. He looked into the eyes of Reinhardt, even though his own weren't watching. "Now it's your turn to ask questions."

With big steps Reinhardt followed the monk towards the café to which he had pointed. While walking, his white coat was shining bright in the sunlight, the only distraction being the sword that he wore around his waist. Normally Reinhardt would not use a sword while fighting. His swordskills are mediocre at best, his weapon of choice was obviously his huge hammer. However this piece of equipment was kept at a local store, not too far from their position. It would be too annoying to keep having it on his back, which is why he paid a shopkeeper to keep the hammer safe. As of now, Reinhardt had an okay-impression of Hendrick. He did not seem like anyone evil, rather neutral seemd to be his position from Reinhardt´s initial impression.

Both soon reached the café, which took less time than it did before just because Reinhardt was able to clear the path just with his presence. Noone would want to start a fight with a Royal Guard, it would cause too much trouble with the law. This is why the people there just decided to walk around him, instead of bumping into him like they normally would with everyone passing through at such a quick pace. Once they reached the café, Reinhardt sat down on the opposite chair on which Hendrick was sitting and waited for him to order. And it was true: As soon as Hendrick started talking, Reinhardt was baffled. He actually expected him to be unable to talk normally, because he had trouble with the foreign language or something along the lines of that. While Reinhardt was visibly surprised, he didn´t let himself get caught off guard for too long, coughing into his fist before regaining his neutral position, facing the mocking face of the monk who had to hold back his laughter, without much success at that.
"Well I am just glad that you are able to talk... but you sold me that really well!"
The Guard said with a friendly laughter for himself, ordering the equivalent of a black coffee in this world.
This was very fortunate though, as the laughing on both sides actually brightened the mood quite a bit. Reinhardt was a lot more at ease with the monk now, watching him as he demonstrated some of his magic, showing Reinhardt where he came from.
"I´ll admit, I am not all too familiar with that area. But it´s always nice to see new people here. I don´t have many more questions though, I just wanted to make sure that you have no evil intentions. You know, just yesterday there was an incident here, a fight to be exact. It was quite the event, everyone knows about it. It even left some civilians dead..."
Reinhardt spoke the last part with bitterness in his voice. He clenched his right hand into a fist on the table and seemed quite angry.
"I was not here to protect them..."
After a brief moment of silence from him, he started smiling again and calmed down, having his typical friendly smile on his face.
"Well but now I am here to prevent any further actionsor incidents. Now since I do not have much more questions, do you have any about our town here? About me or my job? I don´t mind us sitting here and talking, I can look out for the marketplace at the same time since I am always around. That really is enough."

@6slyboy6

Seeing that Lady Vesta would protect the dragon should it come to blows, Orgos backed down and bowed before Vesta. "I do not wish to fight against you... quite the opposite really." he said to Vesta, looking at her before turning towards Malakaus to see how he was doing, only for Orgos to notice that his fellow orc had already left from the manor. With a sigh of slight disappointment, he turned just in time to hear the dragon speak about her own culture, something about that to not to expect to hurt somebody and not being hurt back. To the dragon it may have made some sort of sense, she was not in her home right now, the rules and laws of her home did not apply here and he made sure to tell her as such.

"Miss Parralex, am I correct?" he asked, finally having caught the dragons name. "That may be true in your homeland, but if you want someone to follow your rules, at least follow the rules they have set in their own homeland first..." he said, wishing to chastise the dragon woman more, but realizing that would only worsen his relationship with, he simply sighed and bowed his slightly before her as well. "Though I must apologize to you as well, I must admit that I was a bit too excited to engage a powerful dragon in combat... I apologize."

With that he finally turned towards Vesta once again. "And now to the reason why I have come here in the first place..." he said, straightening himself and trying to be as polite as possible considering the situation at hand. "My lady, I wish to ask something of you... however, if we may go somewhere more private to discuss as the matter is a bit personal to me and I would rather not everyone hear it." he spoke, trying to sound as polite as he could.

@liferusher
@Noodles

It did not take long for the Knight known as Tani to leave the building of the Iron Bell, and after but a few moments of preparation, such as removing her armor for an outing and the like, Maria was ready to head out.

At least that is what Maria assumed would occur. But for whatever reason there appeared to be someone at the entrance of the Knight Headquarters that appeared to come out of nowhere.

“Halt.State your business,” Stated the guardswoman towards Kurokono. Of course, a random individual was usually not commonplace to enter towards the location of a Knight’s Order, but it appeared there was a rather strange upward trend of these fools constantly entering the premises recently as allowed by Madam Maria.

It was a strange thing to ask to the Iron Bell for joining the constables. Though they did tend to keep order while they were in the confines of the city, the Iron Bell were still a military order given their authority from the Royalty of the land, in this case the regent counsel.

“Go away. I have no reason to assist anyone. I am a knight, I am no officer.”

“Isn’t it a bit rude to shoe away someone who simply wishes for assistance? Have some compassion, Clara.”

“Y-Yes Madam.”

“Sorry if there were any issues between yourself and my Knight. I am Madam Maria of the Iron Bell Knights. Though i would normally discuss whatever you would wish, I am currently about to embark with this lady to an eatery. What is it you wished to know?”

Maria said, pointing towards Shiina. Maria wished she could assist the strange man as quickly as possible so that Shiina could finally eat. Maria had cruelty had other things to do before she was able to take Shiina to eat. It would not be fair if she was to neglect the other any further.




@Zelosse

The impact of the blade was not cared for by the individual known as Chastity. He had heard a presence. His gift had given him closer to the place he wished to be. An individual who had given himself to the madness. Something that he had no reason to regret. If it were not for this madness, he would have gone insane long ago.

The attack itself was not even so much as flinched by Chastity. In the event that the man was to attack him, if his Fair Lady had told him not to dodge the attack in his ‘little black book’, he would not have moved. He had the resolve to die for what he believed in.

The voice that had came after was something that had shocked him however.

“OH BLESSED FAIR LADY! PLEASE FORGIVE MY INSOLENCE I HAD MADE A MISTAKE AND I SHALL REPENT FOR IT!”

Bash! Bash! Bash!

With a constant motion, as if a mechanical device of some sort rather than a human, the man known as chastity had begun to hit his head upon the wooden floors of the room. He had made a mistake. He was punished. The Fair Lady had given him his just-due respect for his ill-appropriate actions. If the Lady had told him to do something, it was clearly something that was needed to adhere to. He was blessed. He was a little bit closer to what he thought was heaven itself.

Bash! Bash! Bash!

And as suddenly as it had begun, the actions of the Bishop of Chastity had stopped. And as if nothing before had been told to him, he had resumed his current statement, ignoring the blood that had begun to drip down the top of his head and begin to soak the white of his eye, trickling down further and staining his rather fancy looking attire that would not seem out of place on a nobleman of some sort.

“I have to say that I do love your attitude.” Chastity stated, commenting on the statement he had made about leaving the town.

“To answer your question I have arranged to be able to leave the city with you through a few … sympathetic smugglers. The disgusting, whorish people who give themselves up to a god that doesn’t care for them hardly realize that there are administrations whom are sympathetic to my plight.”

Chastity might seem like a normal individual in the event that he had been introduced with normal circumstances. He seemed meticulous. The sort of person who planned things through to the end. Perhaps it was not likely that he had started out, from the start of his life, as the insane individual who would bash his head into the floor at the, well, chastising of his foolish actions. He was a fool.

Fool! Fool! Fool!

He was merely the person who would give the word of his Fair Lady, not someone who should be so calm and suave in regards to his actions. He was not pure. He was not pure like his Fair Lady. He needed to punish himself. But first he would have to prove himself as the Bishopric of Chastity once more to his Fair Lady.

“Though if we are discovered, I don’t see any reason we can’t just escape. You are someone I need to keep alive. Clearly you have gotten the love of My Fair Lady. My Fair Lady had told me about your arrival to the city, and had instructed me to ensure your safety. However, there would not be anything we could do in the event that we are discovered. I doubt there is anything that could defeat the two of us. We have the love of my Fair Lady, after all.”

"Until that point, however, you are free to act as you wish. I have no intention of stopping you, unless ordered to do so."

Vesta Celestia and Avery Ackbar Celestia

"I look forward to meeting with you later Mr Firebelly." Vesta answered in a brisk tone to the orc as he now took his leave. He had stated his business and she could understand that a knight such as himself must have other business to attend to, so she saw no need to say anymore and hold him up further. She was already planning on going she just had to finish her own business here.
Glancing towards Zin out of the corner of her eye, she let out a deep breath before shaking her head. What was she going to do with this one? Honestly. She was more of a handful than Avery.
"Vivi do take Ms Parallex to Avery to attend to her wounds. Ms Parallex this goes without saying, but lay a hand on my sister and I will promptly break them. Understand?" Vesta stated calmly as she scratched underneath Shiro's chin, the small fox looking like she quite enjoyed the treatment on Vesta's shoulder.
"I will know otherwise. No one can enter or do much on the property without Shiro's knowledge. She has told me he should be in the house with Miss Aya and Mr Dante I believe his name was. I'm sure Vivi will be able to locate them. I will meet up with you once I'm done." Vesta now turned her attention to the remaining orc. Orgus.
He wished to speak to her privately?
"I'm all ears Mr Orgus. I hope you do not mind if Shiro here attends? I need here to stay in contact with Avery is all." Vesta asked as she walked past the orc to lead him to a place slightly more suiting to a private discussion than the open field of the training grounds. Though she seemed to be walking away from the house rather than towards it.

Vivi half-turned her head to look towards Zin in an overly cautious manner as her sister told her to escort the lecherous dragon woman. That look she gave Vivi earlier still sent shivers up her spine....
"Of course Vesta. Come Miss Parrallex." Vivi responded with a short curtsy before gesturing for Zin to follow her back towards the house, the opposite direction that Vesta now seemed to be taking. Vivi showed not even a hint of concern that her sister was speaking in private to someone they had just met, she had done so many a time let alone the magical prowess her sister had. That and she had Shiro by her side, she was perfectly safe.
She was more concerned for her own safety with Zin. She was prepared to make a run for it if the dragon woman showed any 'dangerous' movements or activities, especially seeing what she had done to Vesta.

Avery simply had a laugh at Aya's reaction to Dante interfering. He wasn't going to lie, those scratches hurt but they now healed over with a soft muttering of Huma.
"Ah~ So rude Mr Dante!" Avery clutched at his heart in a mock-heart tone as he seemed to weep softly into his sleeve. Of course it was just an act as he was soon his overly cheerful self in the blink of an eye.
"Of course~ I'll ask Ronni to get some tea organised, Mr Dante, Miss Aya please take a seat in that room there." Avery responded happily as he pointed to a room to his immediate right. Once inside they would find a spacious, well furnished room with a long table in the middle. The table looked large enough to seat about a dozen people and the chairs currently at the table were of a hand-crafted mahogany with soft, feathery cushions for the back and backside.
The other furnishings in the room included some tapestries of powerful wizards on the walls with what seemed to be two large chests lining either side of the room. They were actually a series of containers and drawers.
This was the Celestia 'war-room' so to put it.
Meanwhile Avery quickly skipped down the hallway, took two rights, a left, another right, went down the middle of one long corridor, another right, before quickly taking a sharp 180 and going back to where he had taken the last right and now went left as he realised he had taken the wrong turn there. He almost went towards that room.
Now he found himself in the kitchen and spoke to the red-haired maid currently situated in it.

Alexander Sky

Few things can interrupt Alexander's moping. The cat-boy attacking Duncan with a rush of water, and continuing to do so despite Duncan's entreaties, that was one. Was the cat-boy insane, drunk (after all, this was a tavern) or both? Well, Alex would at least try to interfere; the cat-boy, to all eyes, was doing villainous things such as puppeteering an unconcious man, something that was just..cruel. But, at the same time, Alexander knew from Felix's uniform that the kid, though only one year older than himself, was at least rich, and thus would have to be approached...cautiously.

Alexander would follow Duncan and Felix to the alley to observe the battle and look for an opportunity to interfere; this decision would ensure that when Malakaus arrived, he would witness the big, armored figure accusing Duncan of 'attacking' Felix.

By then, however, he was running towards where the three were, saying:

"Wait, wait! I saw everything!" Okay, not everything, just everything of relevance. "The Knight attacked the bald man first! He used a jet of water that propelled - I mean pushed - the bald man outside of the tavern and started attacking him with ice! The bald man kept trying to reason with him, but the Knight won't stop, and he even used magic to make a person dance about like a puppet!"

Yes, Alexander looked more like a kid than ever, but he was trying to do the right thing...

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Myst Neumann

After the discussion was done, Myst went back to where Hamaguchi was...and found her gone; thankfully, there was a visible trail.

"Guards!" he called to more mercenaries. A half-dozen men and women then entered, and Myst continued:

"Come with me," he would then move towards the cellar door, where Hiroto, Hamaguchi, and the Mercenary were waiting...

@Mystic Writer

Emile nods her head confidently as Grian asks about how she'd learn as fast as required. "Y-yes sir! As fast as possible!"

She doesn't like the grin he gives her as he stands up from his chair...

He has her on the edge of her seat, though when he says she needs to make food as good as Barkley, her heart slumps. She could cook certain things, easy things, but she hadn't had much outside experience in others tasting her food. After all, it was much easier to get some two-minute noodles and eat them, rather than make something extravagant for one. She always wanted to try it, sure, but to Barkley's level was a bit of a stretch. An hour before sunset was roughly five o'clock, and as she checks the grandfather clock nearby, she finds it reads almost midday! She is about to object, however he sends a warning which makes her soul shiver:

"Or else."

Just before he is about to leave, Emile manages to stand and bow, her formal training kicking in like instinct. [color=deepkyblue]"Y-yes sir! Th-thank you, sir!"[/color] The door swings to a close ever-so-silently, and Emile remains frozen in place for a good thirty seconds or so before falling back into her chair. "Oh no... I am so dead... Is he gonna eat me...?" The poor girl looks as though she's about to cry, before looking up at Barkley with innocent, child-like eyes. "D-does he really expect me to cook a-as good as you, M-Mister Barkley? I-I mean I know I said as fast as required but I really thought I'd have more time... Oh God, what am I going to do...?" The worry-wort noblewoman seems to be scared out of her wits, in desperate need of calming down. She likely won't be able to do anything in her present state, not without a more calm state-of-mind. 'D-did I just try to employ myself for a bad man? O-oh no, what will mother and father think? They'll probably disown me! For that matter, who are mother and father? What am I doing here and where do I go? Ohh, this is such a mess! I wanna go home...'

Emile sniffles as she wipes the corners of her eyes. "I-I'm not crying... I'm not..."

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Olipher was many things. Had done things and earned the right to be called those things. Marksman, Adventurer, mercenary. One such title never failed to label him perfectly when it came to surprisesee though.. Coward.
The sound of the noise alerted him first to put the black armored Oni on high alert, but mentioning the kid he had slapped an hour ago? This guy was here for revenge. Olly stopped his walk and waited for this "sean" person to get close.. finally he was in range!

Like a wild cat the Oni sprung upon Sean. The advantage of surprise hopefully on his side, as he tackled the man to the ground, an arrow in his hand ready to be used as a knife just in case.

"Gotcha! Can't kill me for what I did now can you, pretty boy! Who sent you? Answer me you bastard!"

In almost an instant the armored orc was gone from sight, probably off to beat up on more of the people and have them admit that it was their fault. While Malakaus was gone, it was only down to the yellow skinned orc he ended up standing down to Vesta and telling the silver-haired woman that he didn't want to go up against someone like her, then the yellow orc called Zin by her last name and she turned her attention to him. The orc told Zin that she should follow other people's rules if she expects them to do the same." I only follow Vesta's orders and listen to her, your people's weak laws are idiotic and one-sided." She told thick-skulled orc.

The second the orc mentioned he was excited to fight a dragon as powerful as Zin, the lavender-haired woman looked to Vesta before she responded." It would be a quick fight, but I wouldn't bother with someone like you, you're weak, so you aren't worthy of my attention for a fight." She told him as Vesta ordered the dragon woman to go with Vivi and not lay her hands on Vivi, Zin stared over her shoulder as Vest walked away from the house with the yellow orc. As Zin walked with Vesta's sister, she sniffed the air loudly before saying." I can smell that you are afraid of me."

"Your body isn't as voluptuous as Vesta's body, you lack the curves that I would want to touch, you are not worth the effort of groping, and you're probably younger than Vesta so you'd be too chewy for me to eat if I get hungry. You're not worth the fight that I would have to put up to Vesta." She told Vivi in a blunt tone."I would consider someone worth Vesta's groping such as your egg-bearer, she would have the curves and body I would be willing to explore with my hands as I did with Vesta's body. Placing my hands upon you would almost be like touching a child's body, or placing my hand upon a smooth plank without splinters." She insulted Vivi without actually thinking about it. As they continued Zin began licking her wounds again waiting for them to meet this Avery person.

Orgos had the occasion of seeing the pride of a dragon first hand, and needles to say, it wasn't the most pleasant thing one had to deal with. He knew that had she been in the city she would have already been apprehended or killed by the Royal Guard. To her answer that the human laws were weak and idiotic and that she'd follow only Vesta's orders, he could not help but smile as he thought of his response to the dragon woman, however he did not say it, not wishing to provoke her any further. Lady Vesta followed the rules of this society and thus, Zin would have to follow them by extension, at least he hoped that the young Lady would.

"It is never wise to underestimate someone, lady Parallex, though I must admit it has been a pleasure meeting and conversing with someone of your power!" he spoke as the dragon woman eventually left with Vesta's younger sister, Vivi. With that he turned towards Vesta and followed her away from the house. He would not question her, after all, she probably knew this estate like the back of her hand.

"It is no problem, my lady." he said upon hearing that the person named Shiro would be going with them. "What I wish to ask of you is quite a great deal considering you barely know me, but I would be indebted to you and your family for my entire life if you could do this one thing for me." he spoke, bowing before her as his parents had instructed him to do before a person when you requested something of them, especially if that person was part of the nobility. With that, he took a deep breath and continued speaking of his plan and his eventual request, with as much humility as he could muster.

"My lady, you see, I wish to become part of the Royal Guard, but doing that by my skill alone might take me many years of my life and while I do not doubt that my physical and magical capabilities would enable me to do this in time, I would rather not spend too many years only for one of my dreams. However, if I were to be tied to a noble family, even indirectly, I would be able to achieve that dream at a much faster pace." he spoke, taking a deep breath as soon as he had finished his sentence. "My lady, I would like you to include me in your household. I do not care as what I will be included or even what I have to do for it... if I am able to achieve it, then it will have been worth it!." the orc was bowing as deeply as he could towards Vesta, he was determined to do this, even if he had to swallow his own pride in order for it to happen.

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Ah yes, the two men who would become buddies known throughout the world as troublemakers had been through quite a bit this past hour or so. There was some collateral damage and in all likelihood, they had made any situation they were involved in significantly worse than if they had done nothing at all, but dwelling on such things now was not something Aleph felt like he deserved to do. After all, he was no hero. He knew that he was little more than a phony, an imitation who could not achieve what a hero should be able to. So that is why he would try to do what he could and not sweat the small things.

However, he did still have to sweat the big things. Like how his newfound friend decided to jump a man with little to no provocation. In both a figurative and a literal sense, this was quite big indeed.

Aleph jumped after his pal and grabbed onto the arm holding the arrow. Due to the difference in their size, it would have been quite difficult to pull Ollie off the poor sod, so reasoning was likely required. "O-Olipher, my friend.... I think we should take a step back and calm down. Someone attempting to kill you would perhaps be a bit more silent in that pursuit, no?" Banton attempted to reason. Needless bloodshed was not something he wanted to see, after all.

Of course, if this man WAS here to attack them, then Aleph wouldn't have any reason to stop Olipher.

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Heinrich had not died, contrary to popular belief. Rather, he became interested in the layout of this large mansion he had found himself in. He recalled reading books as a child that told of mansions with secret entrances hidden within bookshelves and the sort. Could he find some in this place, he wondered.

Well, in actuality, Heinrich was lost. It was true he COULD have gone back to the room he woke up in and asked someone for directions, but... well, that was a bit embarrassing and he had already stormed out of the room. And so, he continued down halls and stuff, perhaps oblivious to loud noises and sorts of clashing or whatever, but that's because Famished can't actually read all the posts he's missed. It's more important to set Heinrich up as a character who didn't disappear!

Dante apologised to Aya and explained her a bit why he lifted her immediately making it clear not to do such reckless things again in the future. Aya glanced away from Dante as she gave a somewhat mad pout. Why was she the one being lectured her. Her face turned somewhat red as she opened her mouth again in pretty much rude fashion.



After that Dante also asked Avery if he could arrange some tea for her. Aya turned her head to Avery too to hear his reaction after she had demanded asked for tea before. Avery was suddenly acting all jolly and cheerful again like he always used too. Ugh she hated these types, Aya clicked with her tongue for a moment as Avery pointed at the room. She gave a short sigh but made her way inside with not much word.

Aya looked around for a second to inspect the room, she was gaping over the way too large table. These were even larger than the ones in the real world. What did Avery have for function within this kingdom? God?



Aya glanced away from the impressive sight and took place at one of the nearest chairs at the end of the table. She dropped her head onto her hand leaning onto one arm with a bored look on her face, patiently she waited for her tea. This guy was way too lucky coming from another world and ending up here in a giant mansion.



While being bored in this room she better have some conversations with Dante instead. Aya turned her head a few millimeters being distracted by a soft noise that her sensitive ears caught hold off. Oh? It sounded like objects falling, was someone snooping around the house?



Finally! They were going to get some food finally! Her stomach was hurting and her throat was as dry as a desert by now. She hadn't eaten for at least 12 hours now so it was about time and while she didn't have any money right now so she was depending on Maria a huge deal. When she wanted to walk with Maria to wherever they were going her eyes shot up from her usual down looking pose.

Her pupils became somewhat small as she watched before her. Visions of her playing were projected in her head. It... it was back at that time again... the penguin... the man in the suit... it all came together once more... Shiina shot behind Maria in an instant looking distrusted at the man. They had met already but he was in a deceiving form that time. He couldn't be trusted. Shiina lightly tucked the shirt of Maria as she shook with her head. This man was scary, she has never felt her heart race as much as this in her entire life.

@liferusher@adamnfiddle
Kurokono wasn't surprised by that unwelcome from the guard, considering his low status here. Still, he had stated his intentions and was about to leave until a lady who sounds like a noble appeared. And for a noble, she seems nice~

"Nothing much, its just that I'm looking for a job as a Town Watch, can't read or write much still. Just arrived to the Capital from my village~"

Kurokono tried his best to reply politely, almost biting on his own tongue for speaking his not-so-formal language. He looked at Shiinaa for a moment, and was a bit surprised to see her looking a bit shaken. Ahh, she must be really hungry, and she looks familiar...

"But since you all don't have the time for now, I will come back at a more convenient timing, can't leave a kid starving any longer heheh~"

He replied albeit with rather too friendly tone, scratching his head gentily as he turned back and started walking away from the fort. Had I seen that girl from the slums...?

Everyone was walking past them like they were seen as trash. Eyes were fully focused on them but no one could take the loss it brought with them. Eli gave an hurted look and clicked her tongue while displaying her sharp teeth at the same time. She hastily glared around her to see if there was anyone near trying to approach them or hurt them. She was scared, she was scared of them, their down looking eyes and the hateful thoughts. She could feel it all upon her. With a nasty glare she kept scanning the street.



Once done talking to Maria Tani passed by some weird looking samurai, she never expected to come across such a strange looking fellow. Tani ignored the person for now looking straight forward, her path towards the next location. While underway she was off course not slacking off from her job, she patiently watched the citizens and most of their faces. Only some of them needed real focus, you would never know if a normal house wife would steal something from the market but looking careful they would find out about them in no time. From time to time she would send one of her envoys to a nearby suspicious person to follow them for a short time just to see if they did anything off.

A short while later Tani was on her next place to visit. It was the one and only adventure guild! She entered a big looking hall with numerous amount of tables likely for partying of a good quest. Faceless she strode past all the adventurers likely gaining some sights from her status. She went right up to the reception desk of the guild placing the poster with the big creature on the table. The clerk looked a little confused and flabbergasted but came to senses when Tani began talking.





The clerk immediately got to work as Tani left already. He was working on adding text to the poster so he could hang the new one up over the old poster at the desk. Off course that wasn't the only quest hanging around on the board. There were also several small tasks and tutors on specific material arts or the other likes like cooking!