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Just your average Joe.
Bagus Surya is the name.
From Indonesia.

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List the reasons and I will amend


Many of them are related to the worldbuilding. I am sorry I didn't adequately inform anyone about it in IC or OOC, that's why most evaluations are done in DC server.
Anyway, here are some obvious ones:

-She is a cat with superhuman strength. Making the advantages or disadvantages of being a cat pointless
-No souls may evade the afterlife. Permanent stat increase/spell effectiveness is forbidden
-Learning Magic comes with a price, be it time to practice it, or lifespan if you want to cheat it.
-Witnessing death can't make you automatically learn a new spell
-Her Far-seeing ability contributes nothing to the party
-Mind reading is a rare ability, and can only be performed to a willing target
-Mind controlling does not exist
-Dispelling someone's spell requires a solid reading on what magical codes are used, and magical codes can be as unique as fingerprints. Undoing someone's magic can't be done instantly, or that easily
-Giving her Thanos' finger snap is a big no
-There seems to be no reason for Fredricus to invite a crippled oracle.
Greetings @Clomenhau glad to see you dropped by.

Well I will be honest with you, I can't accept your character for various reasons. Would you consider other characters?
It was at 5:12 PM

And so the journey begins. Surprisingly, or maybe not, the elderly Thernous was coming with them for this long and dangerous journey, and even offered to be their coachman.

The wagon was impressively spacious, drawn by two warhorses and two large bulls. It certainly gives off the impression of anything but 'ordinary and 'inconspicuous' it makes Jazdia rather perplexed. But the bear could be fitted in easily, along with three more people, so that was perhaps what... they needed?

There was some discussion between Thernous and his grandson, detailing the ferry crossing being out of service/ It seemed we would be taking the usual road now.

Time to go.

Miles and miles passed and it had been an uneventful journey so far. Unsurprising, considering they were still in a relatively 'safe' part of the nation, then again the couple Erwin and Louise, and Varya the elf and Yvonne volunteered to be their outriders, making the journey safer.

For herself, Jazdia had opted to sit beside the man himself. There were not many words exchanged between the two except a few impersonal questions to kill boredom.

The sun was completely out now when they arrived at Hdur. There, they made a brief stop to swap the steers with more horses to speed up their cruising speed.

During their stop, Jazdia considered contacting Baker, if not for some of his equipment, then for his pastries. But perhaps not letting him now was the best. There would be too many questions asked and possibly information leakage.

The bridge was ahead, the same bridge that once was the subject of Cedar's overgrowth spell. It has been repaired now with new supports and masonry, but the unnatural formation of plants was still spreading on its footing, dormant now.

Past the bridge. Thernous retreated into the carriage to rest, and had Solomon replaced him. The convoy maintained its speed with occasional gallop whenever possible.

The convoy was still going, but realistically they couldn't keep cruising through the country non-stop. Though Solomon seems to be unburdened by fatigue or boredom, the horses and the outriders need a proper rest, It was decided that they would be looking for a campsite now, and they picked a spot not too far from the road, surrounded by thin vegetation, yet protected by a small hill, on a stony shelf with a rock-wall behind them, in which there was a shallow cave, a mere scoop in the cliff. There was a small river running nearby, but the water was clean.

The campfire was lit, and the tent was erected. It was 1:31 when Jazdia opened her pocket watch. They were some 11 miles away from Fanghorn, and 23 miles away from Pesti.

After some more teasings that would either make the prince blush or his chamberlain raise an eyebrow, the group arrived at the designated waiting room. A buffet, drinks, and some more food had been prepared there, along with several sacks of provisions and other odds and ends.

It seemed to be one of the auxiliary halls located in the west wing of the palace. It conveniently led to a corridor that ends at the Royal Palace Stable. A full scan with Jazdia's eyes ensured that the room was clear.

Lord Thernous had already sitting there with Cedar's relatives, offering comforting words to them and an invitation to enjoy the food provided.

An invitation to eat!

Jazdia couldn't help but chuckle a bit upon hearing that. Considering how "gentlemanly" Cedar was with his table manners, she could already imagine this entire lunch would turn out to be rather hilarious.

Sitting now on one of the chairs, Jazdia reached for one of those sophisticated-looking pastries in front of her and munched it slowly.

"Good for Baker he is supplying his stuff for the king now."

Just when she finished exchanging pleasantries with Loise, another silent walker approached. Varya Chandrar... again was odd one, but Jazdia greatly appreciates his cordiality.

"Ah, it is a pleasure to meet you as well Lady Jazdia. I am Varya Chandrar. I hope our journey together will be a pleasant one."

"The pleasure is all mine," she said, taking his gloved hand for a handshake doubling as a means to prevent the elven man from bowing any deeper. Jazdia was not a frequent bower, and being bowed to was even more embarrassing.

"I hope our journey together will be a pleasant one."

Pleasant huh? The direness of their mission was not lost on her, but who wanted to be a mood killer in a moment like this?

"I hope so too." Jazdia said before adding in a hidden wry. "Let's do our best!"

Jazdia managed to gain some distance from the prince, who seemed to be overwhelmed by the sudden influx of attention around him. Then to the black-haired woman, she smiled. "No offense taken. I am sure Miss Yvonne would feel the same."

Shortly after, a lovely blonde woman approached them, she seemed hesitating before Athena encouraged her to just join in.

The woman bowed, and then introduced herself as a squire working under Lord Thernous, born from a rather well-known family of Ironside and---

"As for Ironside's customary for greeting on first time. The one who greeted by an Ironside must place their hand to the Ironhand's head..."

There was an awkward pause between them until Jazdia spoke up with a perfectly straight face.

"That would not be necessary."

Then she softened. "A handshake would just do. My name is Jazdia Crystalspark. A Restaurateur and Legal Advisor by trade. A pleasure to meet you, ladies."
Athena Voltspear. Had she not spoken her warning aloud, Jazdia may never have foreseen her arrival. Looks like her reputation as both a scout and warrior was not exaggerated at all.

Or Perhaps it was her who was getting rusty?

"I believe the matter regarding my gift has been resolved," she said, still maintaining her nonchalance as she shifted her gaze alternately between Prince Alec and the interjecting soldier. "Also please be assured that you will not hear any more objections regarding the security protocols from me."

Jazdia turned to face the black-haired guard now, and smiled at her enigmatically. "But, Miss Volstspear, I'd suggest you not bring up who is equal to who in this conversation. For the lines to determine equality or inequality becomes ambiguous when you try to apply it beyond the hierarchy you are familiar with."

A smile cracked her seemingly earnest expression and she laughed. And she had never laughed this good for a long time it was almost comical.

"Ah... oh... my sides! Indeed, you do look more serious than the first time we met, but your sense of humor hasn't changed at all."

The elf grimaced, pausing to rub her aching ribs. "I will let you in a small secret. Trust me, our problems are way bigger than you might have comprehended. So big that concern about bureaucratic protocol has been largely disregarded by Fredricus himself by inviting us all here, a group of strangers with unknown qualities to tell us all Kindeance top secrets."

Jazdia could feel her own smile turn wolfish, and she enjoyed every second of it. "And talking about a major breach of security protocol, there is only you, the only heir of Kindeance Monarch, and us here."

"But in the end, I can respect your decision. But I still suggest you keep it and don't let anyone get their hands on it any more than necessary." she winked, chuckling mischievously before resting her hands on the hip. "Or you could show or ask Fredricus about it. It's yours now, so it's your choice what you want to do with it."

"And that's very cute of you worrying about me! I will keep that in mind."
Jazdia listened, and she could already feel the grievance in his voice. Sullen and filled with self-doubt. The sad truth for him was the burden he felt on his not-yet-broad shoulder was just the beginning.

Poor prince, has the lordship and thorns in your diadem sapped away your brilliance? Even as the enemy's captive, your voice was more resolute, and your eyes gazed brighter than they did now.

"What I do know, is that if he felt the operation could not succed, he would not have summoned you here. There is great utility with holding the lot of you in reserve."

"I asked you, not your father's opinion." Jazdia suddenly scoffed. It was at that moment Alec looked remotely provoked; he straightened himself, perhaps ready to form up words in a sharp retort. It was an amusing sight to see and made him look more exuberant and articulate at the very least. But Jazdia quickly continued, with a more conversational tone.

"But that too is a wise answer," she said, lowering herself to be on the same eye level as him. "Anyway, I have not congratulated you properly for your coronation." She gestured for Alec to open his palm and handed him a round, polished trinket that immediately gleamed under the room's warm lighting. Guiding him to open one of its well-hidden buttons, it turned out to be a fancy-looking compass with a titanium body and golden pointers.

Jazdia retreated two steps back, but instead of bowing, she chose to give the prince a knightly military salute. "May it serve you well even when the sun is out and the day is bleak."
The meeting was concluded with three important decisions. The priorities were the following:
Deliver the message to King Denon of Meche and return,
Save Cedar, the new noble druid,
And last, deal with Caitlyn Stritzel.

After scribbling some important details in her notebook, Jazdia then returned the dossier back to Fredricus' desk. The king had left some time ago from another door with Matilda and his chamberlain. While his uncle, Thernous had left with the two ursine sisters. Jazdia had no idea where, but she felt rather disappointed letting the opportunity for an early introduction to pass just like that.

Well, it was water under the bridge now. She would have plenty of time to know everyone later.

Thernous' grandson was also on his way out with his beloved squire. Meanwhile, Prince Alec chose to stay behind and was standing nervously in his spot, almost like a guard or a watcher, overseeing his father's throne.

"Alec!" the elf called.

Flinching, the teenage prince belatedly noticed Jazdia, making him look even more nervous than before. The elf acknowledged that her attitude could be considered irreverent by a court standard, but she disliked fake cordiality even more.

"So..." she asked, trying to lower her voice this time. "Your father made quite a demand. Do you think we can do it?"



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