OmegaxRai
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It was a fair time. The world was awakened by the sudden appearance of two thieving treasure hunters who stole various goods across the lands. They told of a warning of what was to come. "This world will be presented an option just as I was. Obey or Rebel. My power will be an agent to those who rebel." Each of the two thieves said with a smile on their faces before blades were brought down on their necks on the execution platform. One was killed in Fotia. The other in Tearianaris. Ziton and Aelithea. With their deaths the world returned to its usual situation. Bandits were brought to their knees by the two and their growing faction but with them gone these cut throats began to invade nomadic farms outside of the main cities and towns with various success.
It was an attack from pirates. They traveled from Tearia and use their stolen advancements to further their gains. This time they sought to invade the Fotian town of Blaze and use the wealth of oil and minerals being harnessed there for themselves. Only the Fotian soldiers who wielded flame and brutality fended off the pirates who were making their way onto land behind the rows of cannons that shot shrapnel around. Multiple fences and encampments were made in a hurry to separate the battle from the wounded. Taxis healers aided the Fotian soldiers though their numbers were few.
A young Sol woman stepped out of a tent holding a potion in her hand. Her ears could hardly handle the sounds of agony from some of the severely injured warriors. She entered another tent where a new soldier was laid down by a few of his comrades. The tent was somewhat well away from the battle and the noises were distant but still present. She approached the young man, a Fotian no doubt, and knelt down to his stretched out form. "Are you coherent..?" She asked briefly in hopes to not offend. Her eyes were waiting with a gentle concern for his condition.
The soldier strained to roll his eyes to look her over. His side was bleeding with shrapnel. His hand outstretched to her before opening up with a sea shell in it. He chuckled under his pain. "It's for you beautiful." Her eyes widened before grasping his hand and closing it. "Don't stress yourself." She laid his arm down and laid him back before placing her hands over his body to heal him with a soft light. This was only one tent in the ensuing battle. The news of the battle reached the town of Blaze and even the town over of Flare. However at Blaze it was closest.
The people within Blaze were wary and many opted to stay inside their homes. A group of soldiers guarding a single Fotian royal as she strolled through town. It was clear she was battle proficient by her cold glare, armor, gauntlets and blade. She stopped near the marketplace. "Attention! We are hereby accepting mercenaries to be paid upfront to help hold this line!" She shouted to the crowd of people buying and selling despite it being fewer than usual. There was little changed in their motions as she went on to repeat her statement as time went on.
Fotian Territory / Fotias East shore
This is such a day only a month after their executions. The sun was rising up to the sky as a red glint of twilight shined on from the south. The edge of Fotian land. Right by the sea by the industrial town of Blaze. The warm waters were due to the volcanoes not too far from the shores. Water sometimes boiled and rose as steam in certain areas. Rising mounds of stone jutted out of the waters allowing ships to lay anchor to them as bombarding cannons landed on the shore and devastated soldiers on land.
It was an attack from pirates. They traveled from Tearia and use their stolen advancements to further their gains. This time they sought to invade the Fotian town of Blaze and use the wealth of oil and minerals being harnessed there for themselves. Only the Fotian soldiers who wielded flame and brutality fended off the pirates who were making their way onto land behind the rows of cannons that shot shrapnel around. Multiple fences and encampments were made in a hurry to separate the battle from the wounded. Taxis healers aided the Fotian soldiers though their numbers were few.
A young Sol woman stepped out of a tent holding a potion in her hand. Her ears could hardly handle the sounds of agony from some of the severely injured warriors. She entered another tent where a new soldier was laid down by a few of his comrades. The tent was somewhat well away from the battle and the noises were distant but still present. She approached the young man, a Fotian no doubt, and knelt down to his stretched out form. "Are you coherent..?" She asked briefly in hopes to not offend. Her eyes were waiting with a gentle concern for his condition.
The soldier strained to roll his eyes to look her over. His side was bleeding with shrapnel. His hand outstretched to her before opening up with a sea shell in it. He chuckled under his pain. "It's for you beautiful." Her eyes widened before grasping his hand and closing it. "Don't stress yourself." She laid his arm down and laid him back before placing her hands over his body to heal him with a soft light. This was only one tent in the ensuing battle. The news of the battle reached the town of Blaze and even the town over of Flare. However at Blaze it was closest.
The people within Blaze were wary and many opted to stay inside their homes. A group of soldiers guarding a single Fotian royal as she strolled through town. It was clear she was battle proficient by her cold glare, armor, gauntlets and blade. She stopped near the marketplace. "Attention! We are hereby accepting mercenaries to be paid upfront to help hold this line!" She shouted to the crowd of people buying and selling despite it being fewer than usual. There was little changed in their motions as she went on to repeat her statement as time went on.
