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The answer the knight sought for was delivered quickly by Dee T, albeit in a rather strange dialect. At least these creatures could speak in the tongue of man. As she frantically answered Sir Eglamour took note of the building that was designated as a safe location.

Sir Eglamour proceeded to pick up Dee T, and by extension Dane T, and situated them on the back of his steed. After securing them onto the horse, the knight promptly got on his steed. Sir Eglamour gave a quick word of advice, "Holdenest fixe faerie girle!"

With that said, Sir Eglamour of Artois' steed rode onward towards the shop.
So far the pacing seems fine.
Did his ears deceive him? Among the carnage that was occurring due to the territorial dispute of dragons, or rather the actual answer of a strange aerial bombardment, was there a plea from the helpless? As his horse bucked upwards with a bit of shock from the continued sound of exploding debris and new cannonballs being fired from still functional cannons, Sir Eglamour of Artois motioned his steed to turn away from the dragon's volatile release of kidney stones towards the source of the plea.

It came from of the fairies he spied earlier. It appeared the female fairy was desperately trying to free one of its kin from the wreckage of this dispute. While indeed, many fairy creatures were typically foul and nasty vermin, Sir Eglamour of Artois could not just idle on while these things were helpless. He applied the pressure towards his horse as it began charging towards the downed serf housing of the fairies.

While heading towards them he noticed other fungal sprites, these ones full consumed leaving nothing but tiny feet to waddle on, of the forest carrying the still shelled eggs of the defeated dragon, heading the very same way.

The knight may have not known the complexities of airship travel, nor about how these devices worked, or how they were crewed by the Koopas and Goombahs. But what the knight did know was that even baby dragons were wicked creatures, and if left to grow would be even more dangerous threats. So he struck at the shelled Koopas with his lance.

As he arrived at the house he quickly returned his shield upon his back and his lance in the holster which was on his steed. Dismounting, Sir Eglamour approached the rubble and began to heave it off of the male toad. Once enough rubble was removed Sir Eglamour pulled out the unconcious toad and placed him near the female.

"Hark!" The knight addressed her. "Enfourmenest me wher thine contre-folks assemblinge fer sikernesse. I wille shelden you from the dragouns an helpen thee scapen."
Twas a strange ordeal that chanced upon Sir Eglamour. This was supposed to be a simple horseback trot into the woods for the game of sport preceding a spot of jousting; yet the situation that Sir Eglamour of Artois would find himself in was not the leisurely expedition he was intending upon. For Fortuna had found it fit to weave an altered path for the knight to trudge upon.

His hands held the reins of his steed as they entered the otherworld. Trotting forwards, Sir Eglamour turned his head towards the right and then towards the left. He took a mental note of the scenery. There were peaceful plains, a castle in the distance, serf huts were charred and of course the faerie creatures that seemed to inhabit the area. They stood naught taller than but a boy and their brows were consumed by monstrous fungi swarms.

"Straunge." Sir Eglamour of Artois mumbled aloud as he continued to lead his horse onwards "Meseems I needs to aspien mine path bak hom-ward."

This thought was halted as Sir Eglamour heard a loud and destructive force from above. "Yoicks!" cried out the knight as he peered skywards. The knight saw multitudes of dragons, presumably fighting each other for territorial dominance and to capture the hoard of the ones defeated. These airships were far too futuristic and technologically advanced for any sort of recognition as anything other than a dragon for the knight. They were large, flying and they were making loud and destructive noises. As such these contraptions clearly had to be dragons.

Certainly there was an expression of astonishment under his helmet, especially when he saw the one dragon start crashing down towards the woods. Quickly he pressed upon his horse as it began moving at a quicker gait and traveling towards the woods.

Sir Eglamour drew his lance and his shield as his horse charged forth. His trusty steed passed onward into the woods. "Ivel dragoun have at ye!" he hollered out as he began stabbing at the wrecked air-ship in order to make sure it was slain.

After all even in the realm of the faeries, dragons were foul creatures that needed to be slain.

Name: Sir Eglamour of Artois (Also known by the alias of Sir Adventurous)
Age: Probably mid to late thirties, or even in early forties.
Gender: Male
Originates From: The Chivalric Romance Story of Sir Eglamour of Artois



Personality: This knight errant is a kind and noble soul. He is a courageous individual who follows the chivalric code. He is driven by a both a deep love for the maiden Christabel, and by a sense of righteousness.

Items They Are Carrying:
Sidon Warhorse
Platemail armor
Heater shield
Jousting lance
Longsword
Shortsword

Abilities:
Valorous Vigor: Sir Eglamour of Artois possesses a truly blessed and intense strength endurance. He is quite capable of fighting for days straight without getting tired from the physical excursion against even such foes as giants and dragons.

Knightly Skills: As he is a knight, he is well versed in the ways of combat on foot or off foot by use of sword with shield or by lance and shield. Beyond the martial aspects of knighthood, he is versed in courtly affairs and aspects of academia.

Sidon Warhorse: While riding upon this particular horse, Sir Eglamour cannot be knocked off from it by any forceful strikes or blows.

Bio:
Sir Eglamour of Artois' tale truly began when he found his heart aflutter for the maiden Christabel, the heir of the Earl he served. The knight declared his intentions of love in the Earl's court, who was not amused by this. And so the Earl began to give a list of incredibly dangerous tasks he had to fulfill if he wished to be Christabel's suitor.

The first task was to venture into the far into the forests into the mystical otherworld and slay the prized stag of the Giant's collection. Sir Eglamour killed the fifty foot tall giant and slew the deer and returned with both of their heads.

The perturbed Earl sent Eglamour on a second task, to slay the Boar of Sidonia, a creature which killed all around it. In his quest to be able to be with his love, Eglamour traveled to Sidonia and fought the boar in a battle which lasted three days. The knight emerged victorious in yet another task.

A detour in his mission occurred due to the fact he impressed the King of Sidonia who was impressed by Eglamour's skills, and took him back to his castle. It was here Eglamour killed another giant who was trying to wed the Princess of Sidonia. The King offered Eglamour, who decided to call himself Sir Adventurous while there, the hand of his daughter in marriage alongside all of his titles and lands. Sir Adventurous declined these offers, but he did take their parting gifts of a magic ring and mystical horse.

Again he brought back the Earl the heads of the creatures he defeated for his tasks. Annoyed at this knight, both for succeeding in his task and impregnating Christabel with a son, the Earl of Artois sent him off on a third and final task. Sir Eglamour was sent off to kill the Dragon of Rome. In a bloody feat of carnage, Sir Eglamour killed the creature but at the expensive of rather grievous injuries to himself.

After recuperating for months, and finally finished with his tasks, he returned back to Artois where he finally married his true love.

Fun Facts: This story of Chivalric Romance was highly beloved during its time and it influenced other chivalric works, despite this critics of later periods were not fond of it.
Not enough gallantry, allow me to rectify that.

It appeared that Hoshu Hoshi's novelty bingo card had chosen to take him on a wild ride for an important reason. There was a swarm of paper creatures near him and others who were not currently decked out in spandex. Besides those similar designed fairly featureless creatures designed exactly alike there were two uniquely designed rubber monsters, one a snakeman and the other was the lampman who was eagerly ready to face the spandexed hero Drift who decided to engage him straight away, instead of going after some of the papermen.

He'd seen enough television programming, movie releases, stage productions and even a handful of ice capades to know where this was heading. Hoshi was jittering as a wide toothy grin extended on his face. The light shined in such a fashion that his teeth sparkled as he dramatically pointed down in the quarry.

"FOUL VILLAINS!" Hoshu Hoshi declared as wind blew back his hair. "I always wanted to do, well something like, that..." Hoshi muttered under his breath. Quickly Hoshu swung his backpack off his moped and opened it up, while making sure to see the mooks wouldn't break tradition.

So far so good.

First he drew out the bulky plastic belt, and snapped it around his waist. The bulkiest features were a card slot and a translucent circular centerpiece that had assorted balls. Second he drew his oversized novelty bingo card. Of course this dramatic pause could only go on for so long.

"YOUR EVIL PLOT..." Hoshu Hoshi paused with a blink or two, trying to figure out what evil plan would go on in a rock quarry. "Uh which is most certainly something... OH er, need to do my catch phrase!" He shook his head as he swung his right arm with his bingo card to the side. "It's time to buy into a better tomorrow! TRANSFORM!" Hoshu Hoshi swung his bingo-card and slammed it into the slot. The balls in the center began shaking as Hoshu Hoshi was being consumed in the light of a heroic transformation.

"LICENSING FEES FOR HEROIC DEEDS! BINGO FIGHTAH M-M-M-MERCH!" Declared a somewhat robotic voice from nowhere in particular.

Merch emerged in his own rubber/spandex armor and plastic helmet. The suit was primarily red, but the hands and boots of it were in white. There were notable small black nodules with that were located on the backsides of hands, his forearms, his shoulders, and thighs. His suit had small silver circles with a small cross on the back of the knees, elbows and one on the middle of his back. The plastic helmet, which was also primarily red, had two large white compound-esque eyes, and a lower silver faceplate.

"Woo!" Merch threw both of his arms up before swiveling his head to look at the more uniquely designed monsters. "I'll get you two after the camera crew arrives! Until then!" Merch waved at them before setting about with his true task.

With an eager stride, he ran towards the paper monsters and began swinging over emphasized hooks, jabs and clotheslines against the rank and file creatures.
Pan Chao's firm scowl loosened up as his eyes focused upon the masseuse. It appeared there was another one who could speak in his native tongue. The bestial bird-monster fled before Chao could carry on a conversation in his own tongue, rather than a foreign one. Intently Pan Chao listened to this masseuse as he spoke of the ordeal. When that man mentioned that the fox disposing the orb held a intent akin to cutting off the sword hand, Pan Chao's scowl immediately changed into an genuine smile.

"Ah yes, repentance through self-mutilation." Placing his palms together, he took in a small breath in while glancing at the orb. Separating his palms he then glanced towards Ichiru. "You've made an acceptable penance for your misdeeds little one. I do hope you learn from this mistake and will take better care when inviting others."

He returned his attention towards Hongo. "You speak well. And you took your time to make sure you are understood while speaking to a man in his tongue, rather than wanting or expecting the man to speak in your tongue." Pan nodded at the ronin. "Simple and expected gesture, still I appreciate it."

Pan Chao looked towards the fox before peering back at Hongo. "Yes, as a businessman I do understand the importance of information. And yes, Anjou has not been productive for the growth of business. However the information that the fox seems to have, could be delivered by other sources. I've listened and seems that the other individuals here happen to already have a clue to this." Chao shook his head, "This 'guidance' information could be a cheap and worthless commodity that provides no use to me." Pan Chao swirled his tongue around his mouth for a few seconds before returning to speaking. "While that's most likely the case, the creature has apologized. And there are benefits to be had from this situation."

Looking over his shoulder, he peered towards the girl with the axe decided to speak up. "The little one probably wants to be in Anjou's position. Trustworthy or not, at least it apologized for its improper behavior. As of now it looks like the little one has learned his lesson, and hopefully it shall not stray away from it. Course an eye should be kept on it, just in case the will to follow the lesson falters. Ask that one if you have anything else to ask about foxes as they apparently care about the subject." Pan Chao rolled his shoulders as he gestured towards the beast-earred woman Matsuoka.

With that done, he returned his attention back to the masseuse.

"Hango was it? Or was it Hungo? And you said you're a masseuse? Is that so?" Pan Chao smirked as he began chortling. "Not often does one find a man in your position; but I'm sure your particular clients would be happier seeing you than one of the more common women anyhow." After laughing for a bit longer he glanced around before speaking again, "It seems as if everyone, including yourself, has spouted off their name so casually, without any regards for the business of proper introductions. Hmph."

"I expect a proper introduction from you later; then I shall do the same for you. But until that time, referring to me as Sir shall suffice. Now then, what is your marital status? Do you have any children? What's your financial situation?"
The open-air shopping center Laelia Plaza was just starting to pick up its traffic this morning. More cars and other motorized vehicles were starting to fill up the parking lots while the more environmentally cautious or smug commuters were riding there on their bikes and locking them up around racks located outside of the first level stores. The shopping center was in a circular format designed around a central hub where Laelias grew with other greenery. There were two floors to the Laelia Plaza which were accessible by stairs and wheelchair ramps, the bottom floor was home to the majority of the dining options available and held more of the smaller boutiques, and the top floor which held the more prominent chain stores and arcades.

On the eastern side of the plaza there was a shop that was between two business that did not succeed.The rightward lot was being renovated for 'Tika's Treasures'. The leftward lot of 'Flavor Bonzai' was being disassembled though there was still a few bits of health violation tape that were clinging on the windows. Nestled between the failed lots was Graffiti Salon, which was flashing in a hard to read font in a rainbow of neon just above the door. Inside pop music was blaring while some technicians were working at their stations which were neatly organized with many skin care, nail care and other products. Another woman with bleached blond hair and an incredibly dark tan was at the front desk, blowing bubble-gum was watching the door occasionally in between looking at the register and more importantly reading a tabloid magazine. Sitting in a chair situated across from the backroom door was the only male in the building. The boy was reclined in his chair with his feet bare, with his socks, shoes and backpack on the right side of the chair. A girl with short blue dyed hair and ear-studs was buffing out the boy's toenails.

"Want the ushe, Hosh?" She said while working. "Just the tips? Still white?" Hoshu Hoshi pinched his lips together as he looked at his fingers. "Well..." Hoshi started up, "I was thinking of maybe going with that silvery polish, you know the one that has those really neat sparkles." He looked at his finger nails again, "Buuut, I was thinking that people generally don't see my toenails, and if they did it'd detract from my fingers. Mmmyeah, think I'll just stick with the usual." The technician nodded as she continued to work on his toenails.

All the while Hoshu's backpack began to squirm along the floor as it was being pulled by the novelty bingo card within. But Hoshu didn't notice that, as he was focused on the work of the technician. As she finished with her file she placed it down on a table before grabbing the pink foot-bath. Her head poked up as she glanced at Hoshi, "Hey Hosh, uh, your bag?"

"Huh?" Hoshi replied as he looked down towards his side to see that the backpack was slithering away! "OH JEEZ!" He hopped out of his chair as the backpack was fleeing towards the front of the store. Hoshi nervously began hopping up and down as he glanced down at his toenails.

"Oh right, not painted..."
He slapped himself before grabbing his shoes and shoved them both under his right armpit and began to chase after it. As Hoshi was about to pass through the store a thought occurred to him, "Oh sorry! Sorryuhhavemygiftcard!" With his left hand he fished out a card from his gift pocket and flung it towards the receptionist. He ran through the plaza dodging various customers who were eying both him and his moving backpack with confusion, annoyance and even a bit of amusement.

"Sorry! Sorry! Gotta get my baaag!" He cried out while his backpack led him to the parking lot. The backpack moved onto Hoshi's moped and got stuck on the handles. "Whew glad it sto-" And that's when the moped began moving forward due to the backpack. "Oh jeeeez..." Fortunately it wasn't starting off that fast, and he managed to get onto his moped.

However the backpack was not subdued; and this bingo-card propelled vehicle was taking him on a ride to the rock quarry.
Okie dokie.
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