The Warmonger Castle, Akaria, 8/2/854 CF. The Warlords' Meeting.
In an ominous grey castle with plenty of purple, black and grey flags with badgers on the flags. There were three figures looking at a map with troops marching towards three corners of the map where a castle was sitting in the fourth. The three figures looked over the map.
"Our troops are about a week out from each border, Lord Lavacrest."
"I understand, thank you," a Fourth figure responded to one of the three.
The fourth wore red armor that had magic seemingly flowing between the plates of the suit of armor. He then looked at the three with his Red eyes, as they nodded.
"Now, Warlords, Meet with your troops." Lord Lavacrest declared, "War starts in one week."
The three Warlords then went off each going a different way. Lord Lavacrest looked at the map, laughing.
"Akaria will rule all in its path." Lord Lavacrest whispered, "We will not be stopped."
Fujiwara Honoka, Skeleton Harbor, Rotaria, 8/2/854 CF.
A young, slate grey skinned woman had been walking through the city, her armor sticking out a bit as it was the middle of the day. She had been thinking about why Prince Melvin Farra had sent for her, of all people, and not her mother. This was a surprise that she was Summoned. She then looked around, seeing buildings of various colors and materials around her to her front. And when she turned around, docks were to her behind, which were full of Various Ships and boats with various supplies. She saw flags for Dragon Island, Reaper Island, The Eastern Corridor, and Rotaria. She figured the Rotarian ships were leaving to send stuff around the Continent of Sirlandor, or to other Continents. As Honoka looked at the Docks, she looked down at her Sword, Rain. She pulled the blade out to inspect it.
"Mom, Dad, I won't let you down, especially with Rain on hand, And the legacy to preserve."
Honoka then checked a pouch that was on her waist, making sure things were in fact in order. As she looked down, she looked at her left thigh, checking to see if there was a dagger in the belt holding it there. There was, as she went back to inspecting her sword as she sat on a crate near the docks.
@Psymallard (Alecsander)
Melville Bookforge III, The Fiend Lands' Edge, Centralia, 8/2/854 CF.
In a land covered with trails, a young Mage stood on one said trail, looking over his written plans to learn the Spell Geyser. He was about half way through learning at this Time. It was at the edge Of a small town, with the town behind him, buildings could be seen not far from his current vantage point, and what seemed to be red grass growing in the direction the Mage was facing.
“I know what must happen, we need to stop Akaria before they cause destruction, at that point, the Alliance might be threatened. Let's just hope we don't have to fight King Demetrius. If we do, we won't survive. My grandma and maybe a few others can pull it off.”
He fiddled with his staff, looking at the sparking electricity that is in the Orb on the top. As he thought to himself, a large sized creature made of the letter ‘X' appeared.
“Xathowon, What makes your appearance?”
“Be ready, young one, there is potential for everything to crumble at any time.”
Xathowon then disappeared, as Melville looked around to see what was around, all he saw was land.
"Perfect, time to practice Geyser."
Melville Bookforge then concentrated, remembering what his notes had said about this spell. A small section of land suddenly sprung a leak.
@D34N.U5R
Edward Farra, The Dungeon, Rotaria Royal Castle, Grand Viera, Rotaria. 8/2/854 CF
A young, dark skinned Man, maybe mid to late teens at oldest, wearing a suit of armor, had been walking through the dungeon, knowing his target. He was to free this prisoner as it was a time of need, and on his father's orders, however, his mother was apprehensive about the release. He then stood outside of a Jail Cell.
"Ana Mortus, you are to be released on order of Prince Melvin Farra due to your expertise being relevant to an Invasion that is headed here, Centralia and Formid. You are to meet Clifford Sparknight, Lettermaster to the Ambassador of Dragon Island to Rotaria, in Laughing Wolf. I have other matters to attend to involving the Impending Invasion, however, I have gotten News of Alecsander Pointe and Fujiwara Honoka being near Skeleton Harbor, they Will meet you in Laughing Wolf. Head there as soon as possible. I have already signed the papers for your release, as Warden of the Dungeon, don't make me have to sign your arrest warrant, again."
The door was then unlocked then let open. As the door swung, it hit the end of the wall, making a Clanging noise as prisoners started making shouts of various words, good and bad.
@Void_Nugget
In an ominous grey castle with plenty of purple, black and grey flags with badgers on the flags. There were three figures looking at a map with troops marching towards three corners of the map where a castle was sitting in the fourth. The three figures looked over the map.
"Our troops are about a week out from each border, Lord Lavacrest."
"I understand, thank you," a Fourth figure responded to one of the three.
The fourth wore red armor that had magic seemingly flowing between the plates of the suit of armor. He then looked at the three with his Red eyes, as they nodded.
"Now, Warlords, Meet with your troops." Lord Lavacrest declared, "War starts in one week."
The three Warlords then went off each going a different way. Lord Lavacrest looked at the map, laughing.
"Akaria will rule all in its path." Lord Lavacrest whispered, "We will not be stopped."
Fujiwara Honoka, Skeleton Harbor, Rotaria, 8/2/854 CF.
A young, slate grey skinned woman had been walking through the city, her armor sticking out a bit as it was the middle of the day. She had been thinking about why Prince Melvin Farra had sent for her, of all people, and not her mother. This was a surprise that she was Summoned. She then looked around, seeing buildings of various colors and materials around her to her front. And when she turned around, docks were to her behind, which were full of Various Ships and boats with various supplies. She saw flags for Dragon Island, Reaper Island, The Eastern Corridor, and Rotaria. She figured the Rotarian ships were leaving to send stuff around the Continent of Sirlandor, or to other Continents. As Honoka looked at the Docks, she looked down at her Sword, Rain. She pulled the blade out to inspect it.
"Mom, Dad, I won't let you down, especially with Rain on hand, And the legacy to preserve."
Honoka then checked a pouch that was on her waist, making sure things were in fact in order. As she looked down, she looked at her left thigh, checking to see if there was a dagger in the belt holding it there. There was, as she went back to inspecting her sword as she sat on a crate near the docks.
@Psymallard (Alecsander)
Melville Bookforge III, The Fiend Lands' Edge, Centralia, 8/2/854 CF.
In a land covered with trails, a young Mage stood on one said trail, looking over his written plans to learn the Spell Geyser. He was about half way through learning at this Time. It was at the edge Of a small town, with the town behind him, buildings could be seen not far from his current vantage point, and what seemed to be red grass growing in the direction the Mage was facing.
“I know what must happen, we need to stop Akaria before they cause destruction, at that point, the Alliance might be threatened. Let's just hope we don't have to fight King Demetrius. If we do, we won't survive. My grandma and maybe a few others can pull it off.”
He fiddled with his staff, looking at the sparking electricity that is in the Orb on the top. As he thought to himself, a large sized creature made of the letter ‘X' appeared.
“Xathowon, What makes your appearance?”
“Be ready, young one, there is potential for everything to crumble at any time.”
Xathowon then disappeared, as Melville looked around to see what was around, all he saw was land.
"Perfect, time to practice Geyser."
Melville Bookforge then concentrated, remembering what his notes had said about this spell. A small section of land suddenly sprung a leak.
@D34N.U5R
Edward Farra, The Dungeon, Rotaria Royal Castle, Grand Viera, Rotaria. 8/2/854 CF
A young, dark skinned Man, maybe mid to late teens at oldest, wearing a suit of armor, had been walking through the dungeon, knowing his target. He was to free this prisoner as it was a time of need, and on his father's orders, however, his mother was apprehensive about the release. He then stood outside of a Jail Cell.
"Ana Mortus, you are to be released on order of Prince Melvin Farra due to your expertise being relevant to an Invasion that is headed here, Centralia and Formid. You are to meet Clifford Sparknight, Lettermaster to the Ambassador of Dragon Island to Rotaria, in Laughing Wolf. I have other matters to attend to involving the Impending Invasion, however, I have gotten News of Alecsander Pointe and Fujiwara Honoka being near Skeleton Harbor, they Will meet you in Laughing Wolf. Head there as soon as possible. I have already signed the papers for your release, as Warden of the Dungeon, don't make me have to sign your arrest warrant, again."
The door was then unlocked then let open. As the door swung, it hit the end of the wall, making a Clanging noise as prisoners started making shouts of various words, good and bad.
@Void_Nugget
