Fantasy Order of the Black Lotus

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• What's Going On In The Republic?
• What's Going On In The Order

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  King Rothstone had been trying his best to ignore the revolts in Siegmore and Milltown, hoping that if he didn't acknowledge them, they would eventually realize how foolish they were being and stop. That wasn't the case, though. Things only got worse. Governors in the southern districts were taxing heavily as punishment for revolting, an idea proposed by Governor Ebeneezer Dunstan. This only angered the townspeople, leading them to vandalize some of the governor's home before being chased off by guards.
  
  The king needed another solution to this growing problem. On top of the growing rebellion, word of the Order of the Black Lotus reached Allaister. They were a group of deadly, dangerous, and ruthless individuals who worked in the darkness. They were lead by a one Master Black, a man that the king had never heard of. The only information he had on the man was that he was a powerful mage with the backing of the disgruntled townspeople.
  
  Katobi, the king's only son, proposed the idea of calling upon a squadron of elite warriors to combat the order. The young man referred a Johnathon Ohmar, a man once tasked with assassinating the royal family. Katobi took this warrior in and inducted him into the O'Kalali, a group of warriors that serve the prince. Along with Ohmar, the king has called upon Markis Zelle, a highly respected commander in the Torinthian army, Ser Kojo Aduku, a knight from Abakua, a distant land north of Torinth, with great combat prowess, and Doran Sandford, a young knight of the republic with a special ability. The group of warriors has all received letters from the king, requesting their arrival at the palace immediately. Upon their arrival, Katobi has been tasked with getting them acquainted.
  
  Taking a step away from his duties of the kingdom, King Rothstone has requested a small meeting with his wife, Queen Dhalia, to discuss their daughter, Princess Estelle, who has been growing increasingly distant from the family.
  
  (Now, so you all don't get confused, this is just what I intend to have happen in this part. In the coming post, these events will be playing out. This is just an overview so you all can know what you need to be doing to help you write your posts)
  
  
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  Underneath the Forbidden Library in the outskirts of Siegmore, Master Black is holding a meeting with his followers. He has been planning another mission, this time, attempting to intercept a caravan of young soldiers coming in from Karth scheduled to reach Torinthia in a couple of days.
  
  Though, he doesn't quite have the adequate man power to carry this out yet. While Bronn Raymond and Leiana Miztretta are great warriors and Griffin posseses great power, they aren't enough to take on a whole squad of trained soldiers.
  
  So, Master Black has tasked Bronn with seeking out Nerrezza Darcius, wherever the assassin may be hiding. He has also sent his mentor Phantasma to search for Ryuu, the chaotic young man who has established quite a name for himself throughout Torinth, in hopes that the woman can sway the man onto their side.
  
  Following the meeting, Master Black will head out to attend his own personal affairs, leaving Rose Rain to take care of Griffin White, as he is heavily disabled.
  
  (Again, refer to the first tab to see what this is about)
  
  

Ryuu walked about with his hands in his pockets and his face looking ahead. He hadn't been noticed by the townsfolk, yet. He would be known when he found the person he was after. The man had been watching a thief for some time now, waiting for the man to pass into an alleyway or somewhere where he could go unnoticed so he could make his move.

It wasn't long before the man did so and Ryuu picked up his walking speed to meet him. It wasn't cruical that he did this now but he also didn't want some thug to get away with his small pouch of 'Money'. Right as the wanted man turned the corner, his ploy was discovered. a groan escaped the thief as he cursed his luck before seeing the same man he had stole from.

"So you recognize me then." Ryuu said as he stood there, thumbs in his pockets. "You shouldn't be stealing from anyone no matter how easy it seems or how desperate you are. Before you ask why you shouldn't, no it's not necessarily because it is wrong. The real reason is you may just end up with someone itching for revenge or you may unknowingly kill them by taking from them. Therefore you are in every way responsible for any benefit or desecration of that person and i find it bad you didn't think about your actions thoroughly enough to expect many outcomes of one simple action."

The now angry man at the other end of the ally way pulled out a dagger. "You talk big now buddy. But look who has a weapon to help them. I'll put this into your belly, right. Between. Your. RIBS!" He laughed as he rushed forward, arm bent at the elbow, aiming for a straight stab.

"You mean you'll attempt to do that correct?" Ryuu asked even though he knew the answer as he put his hands behind his back as he spun around the man like a dancer.

"Why you little punk!" He growled, again charging.

Ryuu dodged again and shoved the man in his back with a hand before jumping back a few feet. It would be sad to most, if this display had been in public. But it wasn't and no one would know what was said besides the rats rummaging through the trash and the flies buzzing around the disgusting leftovers of everyone around them.

"For your nativity i shall hope you survive this sir. It will be a lesson for you to know to choose what to do to whom and when." exhaling out of his nose, Ryuu raised his left hand and snapped his thumb and middle finger together, the sound bouncing off of the ally walls like a quilt needle in a noiseless room.

The result of the snap lead the thief to be blown out into the street from the force of an explosion that erupted right by his spinal cord. With his back charred and his shirt burning the man slid across the ground a small amount of feet, face down, smoke rising from where his body came from. Trash burned, causing thick black pillowy smoke to arise from the ally as Ryuu parkoured among the smoke to the roof-tops and over to the next walking path so he could get away in case anyone ran into the ally.

Landing on the ground, the dry dust swirled around his feet. Among the panic, his landing went unnoticed and with people running around him he stuck his thumbs in his pockets and walked off. He didn't regret what he had done. There was no reason to as the consequences wouldn't be major. No one had seen him and he hadn't left any evidence behind to link it to him minus the explosion. The 21 year old now planned to relax at a pub or inn to get a drink to attempt to clear the smoky taste from his mouth and the familiar smell of burnt flesh from his nostrils. He had more to do afterwards in the night and nothing planned until the moon rose in the sky and took out the light with it's pale moonlight, borrowed from the uncaring sun.

The governor sat at his desk, writing out letters, approving business deals, specifically ones to hire people to repair the damages done to his house. He snapped his fingers and a servant came to him "Yes sir?" He said in a loyal yet nervous tone, Ebeneezer leaned to him a bit "Do inform the guards that they shouldn't be afraid to be more aggressive with any intruders in the future" the servant gave a bow and hurried off to inform the guards, he knew that one thing the governor hated was waiting too long for things.

Ebeneezer knew that a lot of people hated him but he paid it no mind, he would continue to march forward, through any further vandalisms and possible attempts on his life, it was if they harmed his son, Francis, that things would become grim.

It was then that his servant returned "Sir I have informed all the guards, they will be more aggressive in the future" the Governor turned to him "Fine job, Thomas and record time as well". He then looked out his window for a moment "Tell me, Thomas, who do your serve?" Thomas gave Ebeneezer a confused look for a moment and the answered him "You, sir" Ebeneezer then went silent for a moment "Then who do I serve?" He asked his befuddled servant, raising an eyebrow "T-the King, sir".

Ebeneezer took a seat at his desk and began to pour himself some tea "Indeed, the king, the king who wants to bury his head in the sand and pretend the revolts aren't happening" he said before taking a breath and sipping some tea "Now these revolutionaries must hate me, and the king has still not taken my advice to come down hard on these people" he shook his head. He then looked to Thomas again "Go find Francis, his classes start soon" he said as he waved his hand at Thomas.

She was sitting in the back of the bar, watching people about. There weren't that many people, not this early in the day, just some leftovers from the night before. A lot of people were currently unhappy in the current situation and she couldn't blame them. Higher taxes also meant less business for herself. Not many people were willing to pay for her services when they could barely upkeep their payments. Nerrezza needed someone to survive and when people weren't paying for assassinations, she had to resort to her other skills-lying and stealing her way. She planned on leaving tonight though, this would be her last night in Milltown. She had been here for awhile and it was always a risk running into someone that actually knew her since grew up here. Nerrezza made sure to always visit her family, that were alive, but only to check up on them from afar. Occasionally she would leave them whatever money she had in the night. She never got caught by her family. She didn't want them to see her, though she loved and missed them, she could never go back.

Movement from the corner of her eye brought her attention back and Nerrezza slowly shakes her head, dispersing her nostalgia. Tonight she would leave to go to the northern cities, it was riskier, but a bigger payout. The three men in the center of the bar were getting ready to leave, they were tired, but she couldn't let them go yet. She didn't even order anything, she had slipped into the bar unnoticed. Well, now was to break that silence. She adjusts her cloak and hood, making sure to hide Erebus properly. He was always resting on her shoulders and she had enough hair to hide him. He was one of her greatest hidden secrets and she couldn't let him be seen unless she needed him. She walks over to the table and speaks to the men. "Can I play?" She asks the men, who were about to pack up their board game. She had never play the game before but had been studying it, watching them play for hours. The men looked around and then at her. "Beat it," the one growled and Nerrezza smiled though they couldn't see her do so. They didn't trust her, which was a good thing. "I can pay.." she lets her small coin pouch jingle. The one that growled before, his attitude changed, and sets the game back up. Nerrezza takes a seat across from him.

From the time that she has been watching them play, it was the one that she was playing against, that had always won each game. She suspected him of cheating and the other two scowled at the man. They all seemed to be quite tired. Nerrezza lays down a few copper coins and the man doubles her. She wasn't fooled though and matches him, he kept searching her face, but all he could see were two innocent eyes looking back at him. The game didn't last long and neither of them talked until the man won. "Better luck next time," the man says, a bit smug. Nerrezza smiles behind her mask and pulls out one gold piece. The man looks back at her and growls. "Come on, you're just going to lose again. Why are you wasting my time?" He puts down a matching gold piece and they play once more. Nerrezza loses again and the man howls in laughter. His friends had grabbed some cups of coffee, now enjoying this strange girl be beat.

"One more time," Nerrezza says softly to the man. "Listen girl, you are insane, just go home. I might actually feel bad for ya," the man says, happier he was richer once more. Nerrezza simply puts down a small bag of coins. "All or nothing," she says, her voice soft. The man and his two friends were shocked but Nerrezza knew he wouldn't resist. He was this deep into it and he was tired and still drunk. The man couldn't resist, not for this amount of money. The man shakes his head, matches Nerrezza, and mutters the word 'crazy.' But he plays, this time, the game goes on longer than the man expected. He begins to sweat as Nerrezza takes the lead and finally wins. With a quick swoop, she takes both bags of money, and heads out of the inn. By the time the man processed what had happened and tried to go after Nerrezza, shouting insults angrily, Nerrezza was already secured in a hiding place.

Ryuu stopped his movement but did not step back. His other foot was moved beside the one ahead of it and he gave a glare at this person he assumed to be a witch. It was highly likely she was a witch as she had used animals and formed where they were moments prior.

She was shorter then him by around and inch to nearly two if he was right. Slender waist, nimble arms. She had a staff as well. From this angle Ryuu couldn't tell how long it was though. At this close of distance, he was readying himself for an attack and retaliation but when she spoke, his face changed very little yet enough to notice in such short distance.

"The Lotus asks for me?" He questioned. Warmth radiated around the two as he was getting ready for anything. Fight or Flight. Attack or Defend. Most never got this close to Ryuu on their own accord unless they asked for a death-sentence delivered by him or he permitted, which had happened one time years ago. Yet, this woman knew him yet he didn't know her.

"If you would be so kind, do tell me Me whom you are Miss. What is The Lotus? Do you mean the rebellious group The Black Lotus? Or another group entirely? Also, Why come so close to me? Did you expect me to back up when it was you who decided to stop me? I have more questions for you as well. Who truly asks for me and for what purpose am i called upon? If you're claiming the rebellion wants me i would like an explanation and my questions to have suited answers if possible. If you instead mean a whole other group called The Lotus, do tell whom hey are if you are allowed too." He kept a level head and his demeanor calm as normal. Both thumbs where out of his pockets and people walked by without a thought.

"I ask so much to find answers. If you don't answer me and give a wretched reason on why you can't, you do know what could happen correct? If not, think. Choose your words carefully or you may end up with a result you didn't expect."

theunderwolf (He doesn't assume much right now due to not having much information which is a thing he hates not having.)

Doran woke up with the sun hitting his face. He hates it when that happens. It's, for him, the worst way to be woken up. He would much rather have whoever he was sleeping with the night before to wake him up in a more personal sense. None-the-less that wasn't how he was woken up. "Good for nothing sun." He responses to the celestial body disturbing his beautiful sleep. It wasn't all bad he soon realizes that he has a rather handsome young man holding on to him sleeping peacefully.

Doran was staying in a room given to him by an officer in Karith. Him being a Knight was allowed to stay there whenever he pleased. He found himself a nice new recruit who was eager to impress a knight and took him to bed. He was very good looking too. "Why do they make them so handsome nowadays." His words woke his one-time companion. Who greets him with a kiss. Doran sighs in relief at his life, he was really enjoying himself. If only the Black Lotus wouldn't try starting trouble in this beautiful land he called home.

There soon was a knock on the door and Doran already knew who it was. "Come in Morg." His friend was shocked that he would let anyone and his face showed it. "Don't worry he's my Squire and he already knows." Soon a young man walks in and notices the scene taking place in front of him and sighs. "Doran get dressed you are being summoned by the king. Also, your friend might want to leave soon its almost time for sparring practice and he's going to be late." With that, his companion bolted off of the bed and threw on his clothes and ran out the door never to be seen from again.

"Way to ruin the fun Morg. He was so cute too." Morgan rolls his eyes "We need to head out as soon as possible the king won't like to wait on us." Doran gets up and puts on some clothes. "Yea yea I know. Let's just get my armor on and get out of here." With the help of Morgan, Doran dawns his armor and rides of to the capital. It is a decent journey but they finally make it and head into the castle.

Miz was sitting patiently for her to get her orders and for the meeting to end. She didn't get any orders and finds this odd. She trusts Master Black but wishes he would find some use for her. She did not enjoy feeling useless and was hoping for something to do. She fidgets in her chair then stands up walking over to Griffin. For the short time, she has been here she seemed to be very interested in the boy. She knew little about him other than he would come to the library often which Miz has started to do now that she joined Master Black. "What is going on in this kids head." She thinks.

She didn't really know what to ask and for a moment just stood there almost happy the person she wanted to talk to was blind because she may have looked stupid just standing there. "Griffin I was wondering, why have you joined the rebellion. I would be afraid if I couldn't see or walk and was working to take down a king. I'm not saying you don't belong here but I was wondering how you got through this. I have my skill in fighting but I'm very curious what makes you tick." She says softly truly interested in why he joined the rebellion.
NUSKI

(OOC: Doran is in Red, His Squire Morgan(NPC) is in Green, And Miz is in Pink. Bold is talking, Bold and Italics are thoughts. I do this with all of my RPs and i always explain this.)

Griffin White
The meeting went as planned. Bronn and Phantasma were sent off to do missions that actually helped the cause while Griffin stayed at the library. He didn't have a problem with it, he was actually very satisfied but he could tell not everyone felt the same way. The white haired boy actually found it amusing how Ordius thought people had to look after him. At least he wouldn't be alone. Most people had cleared out but Griffin could hear a separate set of footsteps heading his way. From the smell, it was most likely Leiana. He refused to call her Miz despite what she said. He thought Leiana was such a beautiful name and it oddly reminded him of sunflowers. He did not move an inch as she spoke to him and waited a couple of seconds after she had finished speaking to react.

"Do you assume that because I am crippled and blind I am not able to kill a man or woman just like you?" Griffin started in a hushed tone. His voice remained dull despite the words that were coming out of his mouth. "I am here because Ordius deems me worthy. That is all that matters." Griffin was used to people trying to look into him. He knew he was an odd person. Not only was he blind and unable to walk, he slept for the majority of the day and has not once been used for any type of mission. If he were Leiana he would have been suspicious of his reasons for being here as well. It was fun though, keeping people guessing. It made his life more interesting. Griffin removed the metal ring from his head and blinked in Leiana's direction. "I like your name. Leiana... very pretty. It seems everybody has wonderful names. Leiana, Rose, Phantasma. It's like a bright beautiful bouquet of names" Griffin ended. He blinked again and put the ring back on his head before laying down flat on his back. Minutes later, the girl known as Rose began speaking to him. Ordius had told him that she was the same age of him. He even remembered Bronn taunting him about trying to have a type of relationship with her. He was probably just trying to irritate him. Ordius smiled at her question but did not reply. He instead just started humming to a tune that no one would have known.

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Bronn Raymond Bronn was trying his best to not laugh. Those men just got played like a flute and they probably didn't even realize it. When the woman named Nerrezza had fled, Bronn had already had two full mugs of rum. He could take his alcohol though no problem. Bronn got up and chuckled, resting his hands on his hips. He was laughing directly at the man who had just been scammed. His face turned red with and greed and he spat at Bronn.

"The hell are you laughing at moron?! Don't make me come over there and knock your teeth out!" the man said angrily. Saying this only made Bronn laugh even harder. It even got to the point where he threw up over the counter. The bartender growled in annoyance but his eyes widened right before a first hit Bronn square on his nose. It wasn't strong enough to do any meaningful damage but it angered the young swordsman. Bronn quickly drew his sword which scared the men away. One of them even tripped on their way out. Bronn chuckled and put his sword back in its sheathe and headed in the direction the woman disappeared to.

Galaxy Bear (sorry you never actually stated where the character ran off to)

Her escape route had been planned before she even came over to the guys. She had multiple in mind as well. She learned over the years that it was always good to have a back-up plan and a back-up plan for the back-up plan. She could never be under-prepared, however she always expected her first plan to work. It was simple but she was relying on the simplicity of it to work. Humans as a whole were not that smart, not to her anyway, and they were predictable. Above everything, they were predictable, and she tried to beat that stereotype every time. It had to be quick and efficient, she knew those men could probably bulldozer her if they ever got the chance to catch up with her. Nerrezza was able to make a quick escape by simply climbing to the top of the Inn and laying flat on the roof. She made sure her cloak was covering her entirely and she was glad for her rather small statue to hide her. She was counting on it, as they were tired, drunk, and predictable when the men ran out, they ran forward. A lot of times, humans missed an opportunity simply by not looking up. Nerrezza waits for the sound of their voices to go away before jumping off the roof.

She misjudged her situation slightly and when she lands, she sees that a man had stayed behind. Since she was laying flat on the roof, she couldn't actually see and had to rely on sound alone. Sound and confidence in herself and her plan to follow through. She was technically behind him but she was sure that the sound of her landing on the ground gave her away. She prepares herself for a fight, glad that she had her hidden dagger with her always. Her two short-swords were sheathed on her back currently. After a moment, she didn't recognize the man, but didn't relax. He wasn't one of the men she conned but he could be a witness. Nerrezza notices the sword sheathed at his side. "Thanks for the help," she ventures to say, hoping that he had actually helped her. Or else she just sounded like an idiot in front of him, either way, she says no more. Her voice was soft as with the other men but she doesn't wait for a response and slips inside of the inn.

When Nerrezza walks back into the inn, there was no one else left, and she was a bit surprised. Boy, was it late, or early in some cases. She needed some sleep and was glad that she made an arrangement with the innkeep beforehand. He seemed to be more annoyed than usual and was cleaning something up. Nerrezza walks to the bar and sits on the stool. The innkeeper looks up, with a big scowl on his face. "I should charge you double for this!" He snaps at her but Nerrezza paid him no mind. Every time that she stayed in Milltown, she would stay in his Inn. At this rate, they knew each other rather well, and she even had suspicions he might know who she truly was. "I'm your most loyal customer and you know it," she mutters to him, who said no more. Instead she waits patiently for him to finish cleaning. She would head off to bed soon but first wanted a quick snack before she did so.

NUSKI (It's fine, I had no idea where she went until now anyway)

Jack was currently in a rat hole of a bar named the Bleeding King. He had just gotten off a job and was busy spending his money on drink. He had just finished his sixteenth mug of the piss poor ale they served. "Another." He called out as he slapped down more money onto the counter. The ball of lard that passed for a bartender grunted and poured him another mug, which he took a gulp of immediately. "What happened to you?" Lardy asked as he wiped the counter with a cloth that was more dirt than cloth. "I've been in this business a long time and the only people who drink like you are the ones that seen something really bad." Jack looked towards him and grunted a quick. "Youd be right then." He the gulped down half the mug and continued to sit in silence. "Well....you gonna tell me?" The fat man asked with a sideways glance. Jack shook his head and took another gulp of his ale. "This stuff tastes horrible." He said as he paid for another. "Yeah, well it's all we got and your still buying." Said the fat man as his fat moved in what could be vaguely seen as a shrug. "That's because I needed to draw you over." After a loud thunk and splat Jack was looking at a fat body with a neck, some gooey substance hanging down and the head of Jacks morningstar replacing what once was a skull. "Huh.....thought you'd make a bigger splat with all that fat." He pulled his weapon free and walked out of the bar, the rest of the drinkers still in shock. As he left a hooded individual passed by him, slipping him a small bag filled with gems. As he walked down the street he looked up at the sky and thought 'Well dame if it isn't a nice day.'
(Open for interaction)

Queen Dhalia Rothstone

A day where her husband was in the same country as her, better yet the same castle as her! She felt a lot happier now that he was around – even if he was swept away by advisors and nobles the moment he awoke. Their relationship was an interesting one at that, while he was consulting with others about what actions needed to be taken, Dhalia sought out her children. No doubt Tobi was busy with his own affairs on behalf of his father, as for Estelle her whereabouts were unknown as were those of her youngest, Vincenzo.

After what seemed like ages of socializing with nobles to give them peace of mind, Dhalia would be called aside by a servant. With a soft smile and a small nod, she would excuse herself and seek out the servant. ”My Lady, King Rothstone would like to see you.” the servant would say in a hushed voice in the grand hallway. With a small thank you, Dhalia would make her way towards their shared chambers arriving before her husband.

Some time later the door to their chamber would shut, an exasperated sigh coming from her beloved. Dhalia would turn towards him and smile softly, ”Oh my dear. Be at ease now.” she would extend her hands to caress his tired aged face. ”So my love, what did you wish to speak of?”, without words she knew it had to be about the children or at least one of them. They both had distinct expressions when their thoughts concerned their children – something they could recognize in each other.

Jack noticed the man walk by him and he smelled the smoke and heard the sound of coins. 'I have to watch this one,' He thought to himself rubbing a smear of blood and brain off his jaw. "Hey buddy you know someplace I can get a wash up, I seem to have gotten someone disgusting on me." He said with a bit of a smirk. He wondered if this hooded man was a merc like himself or if he was something else. "Also if you know a place that accepts alternative forms of payment thated be great, I'm a little light on actual coin right now." He was down to one silver, three broze, and some lint. He was also watching the way the man moved in case he was hostile, can't be too careful. He looked strange and a little creepy but Jack wasn't put off by that, it was his eyes that he was off put by. They were strange, as if they weren't looking at but through you. He took out his flask and uncaped it to and the smell wafted out an anyone unlucky enough smell it smelt rubbing alcohol and something spicy. Jack took a swig and smiled. "That'll clear the old pipes." He then offered some to the stranger, he may be creepy but everyone deserves a good drink. "Try some, it's my own brew, nice and strong unlike the piss water bars usually serve." He said with disgust.
The Regal Rper

Name: Johnathan "Max" Ohmar
Location: Forests to the South of Torinthia
Interacting With: DatGuyWelbz Chiba

As the city faded behind him, Johnathan continued walking at his pace, searching for the rendezvous his contact specified for them to meet. It took a couple of minutes, but he finally arrived at the large oak tree marked with his contact's signature, a winged snake with feathers. To Johnathan it was a very peculiar thing to see, a man channel his religious symbol in everything he did, seeing as Johnathan had the idea that he was the only person outside of priests to do so. He didn't have to wait long before he spotted the contact: a large figure wearing colorful clothing with a mask on and a strange pattern of red and white across the chest. To most people this would look like some kind of jester, but to those of the Unseen mercenary group, it would be a clear sign that whoever they're looking at is an ally. The pattern followed a strict code, where loose threads would connect parts of the pattern to perfectly create an insignia that represented the group.

Everything was set up so they wouldn't have to interact beyond a simple trade of items. Johnathan placed a bag full of gold on a nearby stump, as the figure stepped forward and inspected it. Once the Unseen was satisfied he placed a box on the stump and turned to give Johnathan an approving nod before vanishing behind the trees. Johnathan waited until he truly felt alone before stepping forward and picking up the little blue box. He carefully undid the yellow ribbon that sealed the box shut and barely opened it, taking a peek inside to inspect its contents. It contained everything he'd paid for and more: several vials of varying poisons with a wide range of effects, as well as a supply of throwing needles that he'd also ordered. Satisfied with his purchase, Johnathan left a marking on the stump to signify that the Unseen had conducted business there, and took off for Torinthia.

It wasn't often that Johnathan decided to leave the capital ever since his employment to Prince Katobi, but this was a business transaction, so he was sure that the prince would understand his motives for going out into the forest. Even though the Unseen were a foreign mercenary group, they still had dealings within Torinth, which included several locations for transactions of any nature to take place. Once the city was in his view again, Johnathan put the little box under his cloak and hopped on the horse he had borrowed from the local stables. While Johnathan wasn't a thief, he wasn't above taking some things that he would always make sure to return to their rightful place. Taking off for the city, Johnathan kept a close watch on his surroundings to make sure that nobody was trailing him, and only when he was sure that he was alone did he actually enter the city.

He stopped by the stables quickly, finding that most of the people there were just starting their day and hadn't noticed their missing horse. As he tied the horse back to its original spot, Johnathan heard frantic footsteps heading his way. These footsteps are far too disorganized to represent a trained fighter, but too close to be headed elsewhere. After some quick deliberation, Johnathan simply pulled a small dagger from his belt and held in under his cloak, feeling no threat but still wanting to be prepared just in case. "Ah, I have a letter from you, directly from Prince Katobi, it seemed like an urgent situation." Johnathan sighed, realizing this was simply a messenger sent by the Prince.

Keeping the dagger in his right hand, Johnathan walked forward and took the small piece of paper from the exhausted man. He sliced through the ribbon carefully and pulled off the Rothstone insignia, dumping both and focusing on the piece of paper. This is a call to arms by demand of king Rothstone, arrive at the royal palace at sunrise as soon as possible for further instructions. The time for action has come. At last, orders had come to begin fighting back against the rebels within the republic. Johnathan had grown bored of sitting at the capital, taking side jobs to quench his thirst for violence. With a smile, he dashed by the messenger and towards the royal palace. It didn't take long for Johnathan to reach the palace, running through rooftops most of the way to get there as quickly as possible.

Once there, he walked through the guards who instantly recognized who he was and opened the gates for him. He walked through the elegantly decorated hallways, making his way through. Not soon after, Johnathan was stopped by two guards who protected the chambers of the royal family. "Welcome, the king has requested your presence and will be notified immediately of your arrival, if you could just wait here until he arrives." Johnathan sighed at this, he never quite liked dealing with menial formalities such as waiting for royalty but he had gotten used to it at that point. "That's fine, just make sure to inform Prince Katobi as well, he was the one who actually summoned me here." The guards simply nodded as one of them took off to pass along news of Johnathan's arrival, the other standing there so as to ensure that Johnathan wouldn't step any further.

It didn't take him and Morgan very long to reach the Capitol. It was a pretty easy ride with no real threats. They were going to head to the castle when Doran decided he was bored and new the king could wait a few more minutes. "Let's stop and get you some proper armor Morg. If the king needs us for something I need you to look the part. It won't be as much as mine since you need to put it on yourself with easy." Doran starts riding to his favorite blacksmith in the capital, The Dark Steel. He walks in a is greeted by a young boy who Doran knew to be the smith's son. "Tell your father I need to see some of his pre-made armor to see if any fit my squire."

The Smith comes to the front sees that its Doran shooting him a shit eating grin and heads back to the back. "I'm guessing he doesn't want to do business with..." Just then a Small breastplate and two gauntlets are set down next to Morgan. "Put it on and see if it fits." Morgan listens to Doran and puts on the armor. It was a bit awkward but it did fit him fine enough. "Here you go. 50 gold pieces." He hands the gold to the Smith and they walk out and get back on their horses. And ride to the castle.

When there the get off of their horses and start to walk in. They are stopped by two guards in which Morgan hands them the note. They look over it and hand it back to him. The guards proceeded to escort Doran and Morgan into the castle where they are stopped and told to what with the other guy for the king to see you. He looks over to another man waiting to meet the king. "Handsome" he walks over to him. "I'm guessing you got called in to fight the rebellion too."
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Miz was taken aback slightly by his response. She wasn't trying to say anything but just curious nature. She does understand how he could take her comment the wrong way though. "That's not what I'm saying. I would think your strengths would be more tactical than killing. But I can sense you have something strong inside you. Your personality shows it. I always believe its the quietest of people who are the ones that will end up on top." She smirks. "That's why I like them so much." She really liked this kid. He was extremely interesting. He makes a comment about her name and she blushes slightly. "I never liked it. It was given to me by... an evil man. I never changed it but I never go by it. You can call me by it if you like though." She notices someone wanting to talk to Griffin and tries not to get in the way.
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