[centre][h1][color=00aeef]Ludwig Von Gravenheim Krauste[/color][/h1][/centre] [centre][h2] Hilltop Church [/h2][/centre] [centre][@Reflection] [/centre] Ludwig watched the man closely, his eyes trying their hardest to avoid detection as even though the man appeared to be somewhat sketchy and he still had doubts, he didn't want to disrespect a doctor who basically lived his life to save others. Listening to his story, the man was truly the kind who put others lives before his own, at least that's how Ludwig felt. He took a moment to stare at his own hands. if only they too could be associated with saving others and not what his family associated his hands with. He blinked the gory thoughts from his mind and turned back to Xerxes before. The man he had first suspected of being in his mid twenties was surely not...that old? Older than a century? he was sure Xerxes must have been older than some of the lesser mage families involved with this war, and yet he risked his own life in this war. His eyes were wide and he froze. Staring in awe at Xerxes, seeing him as something that transcended what he already knew. Suddenly his knowledge and wisdom made sense. At first Ludwig had put his little Galileo down to him just being pompous and condescending. But with all those years of living and perfecting his craft... [color=00aeef]"M-my apologies Xerxes. it had never crossed my mind that someone so well looking and young could be older than my grandfather, I am truly amazed at how...youthful you appear yet your years on earth...Persia must truly be your land, that you come back and want to help despite the land itself just, not caring about you.."[/color] He stared and tried to catch his breath and just, be normal again. [color=00aeef]Well I uh...my research, my project, I worry it may be something that would affect other lives and what I require for the project, is well...something our little fake master could not provide"[/color] He took a moment of silence and his head shot up to Xerxes again. [color=00aeef]"Youth...your extended youth and life...if you wouldn't mind someday I would love to know how you can pull off such a feat, I know it is a subject the mages tend to shy from, but I couldn't care less. What you've done, how you've lived so well, it's impressive and a feat beyond most magus' knowledge.."[/color] he gulped and looked around. [color=00aeef]"Do, many other mages know of your age Xerxes?"[/color] [center] [color=2e3192] [h1]Lady Trieu[/h1] [h3]Eastern Farms - Miyama Town [/h3] [@Ent] [/color] [/center] She walked through the farms, avoiding as much civilisation as she could as she searched for the source of the missing animals and this odd aura about this city. This city, chosen to be the war ground for the heroic spirits that she now aligned herself with. Yet, she had not met any other spirits alike her yet. She wished she could, so that she could be sure she wasn't the only who felt unworthy to be summoned in such a fashion. She walked to the edge of the farms and gazed upon the river to the other side of town. Brushing her hair from her eye she tapped her swords by her side and smiled. This was just another battle, she was yet to lose, her one loss she had made sure was her last. Yet here she was, at the risk of losing once more. This would surely be her last battle, she was hoping it would. Not for fear of getting worse, but in hope that blood would not need to be shed as much as she had already shed. Her peace however, was interrupted. The smoke billowed, the flames could be seen from her perch as she hopped to her feet and cursed loudly in Vienamese. [i][color=2e3192]Master, I will be in the part over the river, I have a situation to deal with[/color][/i] She let her master know before yelling out loud. [color=2e3192]"NANYUE!"[/color] She could not let this villainy go unmatched, not let these innocent lives be at risk of extinguishing by these flames of evil. Whichever mage or servant had seen the war fit to spread turmoil and chaos to the innocent residents of Fuyuki was already in her shit list as the Vietnamese warrior roared over the bridge. Passer-bys would see the magnificence that was the large elephant she rode atop. Golden armour and bright decoartions adorned the beast, it's tusks sharp and golden and it's eyes blazing with the same anger and defiance that sparked in Rider's eyes. Someone was seeking to oppress people, wipe them out. She would not let that happen. Riding in on Nanyue, she bellowed across the outskirts of Miyama Town. [color=2e3192]"CITIZENS OF FUYUKI, THE FIRE IS BEYOND YOUR CONTROL! PLEASE BOARD MY MOUNT AND I SHALL TRANSPORT YOU TO SAFETY!"[/color] She rode down the streets and found a burning building, outside of which she picked up injured and panicking children and ladies and quickly scooping them onto her elephant. She held them tight as she rode to the outskirts to let them down and rode back into between the buildings, avoiding the fire. Seeking to save more.