This village is East from the Poison kingdom and is known for trading rare spices, fabrics. They trade their caravans with the other settlements. However they are still building up so a lot of buildings are not complete but there are houses and hotels for people to rest in.
Company: ... Syle:Amy's Art - See Profile. Projectiles: 100/100 Adjustable Throwing Knives Thoughts:Oh, how exciting... I can't wait, I can't wait! OOC: I figured that we'd start since you asked me about it. ^^ Song:
The bustling activity of traders and travelers bartering for materials and items to spice up their lives was a spectacle that Revus Enarii loved to watch. The sky was lit up by the bright sun, and it illuminated the entire trader village. The crowds spoke quickly, incoherently, but in unison as if their voices and actions created a choir of music. This controlled chaos, as Revus liked to call it, was but one of the many glorious things he loved to witness. On occasion, he would be a part of that excitement just for the amusement that went along with it, but his duties called. He had a special meeting to attend, and why make someone wait when he had such exciting information to offer?
He cavorted through the crowds of people, dancing about in an almost eerily cheerful way while his grin—the only thing visible beneath his thick coat's hood—ominously flashed through the crowd. Some people recognized this smile and instinctively backed away, while others watched him curiously. Others, such as a small patrol of guards in the area, simply watched him go along. They would have stopped him, but he did so himself when he was out by the front of a recently-constructed hotel. He turned his head, allowing the guards to get a good look at that eerie grin, before pulling his hood down and cocking his head to the side. "Surprise." He whispered, eyeing the leader of the patrol squad, who instinctively bowed his head to the man.
"Lord Enarii? We did not expect you to be in the area..." The patrol-captain cleared his throat and eyed Revus cautiously. He was clearly unsettled by the man's presence, as Revus was a very hard person to keep track of. Very few knew of his exact location at every moment, and he took pride in that.
"Well, I assumed it wouldn't be necessary to inform every unit where I'm going. Now," he'd gesture to the citizens around them, "I suggest you do your job. I have important business to conduct in the area, and should I be distracted we may be losing quite the bit of profit. You wouldn't want that, now, would you?"
The guards shook their armored heads, hesitantly, before saluting the man. He gestured for them to head off, and they did as commanded.
A moment later, Revus skipped off to the back of the hotel, his menacing smirk the only bright bit of light flashing in the shadows of the building. The area was covered in the darkness of three hotels and a post-poned general store that was barely put together. The area's solitude from the rest of the village was quite the spectacle, and Revus loved that about it. It was somewhere he could be one with all of his elements—poison and darkness. This place was his chosen meeting area for a reason, and that reason was none other than how he could use it to his advantage in case of any unwanted company while he looked about for his "business partner."
And now, it's time to wait... This is going to be exciting!
Fredrick scowled every time his cane crunched into the sand under it. He was in a poor mood as he walked through the village under the intense sunlight. The market was loud and bright, possibly two of Fredrick's least favorite things. The man scowled silently at the people around him as he walked up to the hotel that he had a meeting at. Fredrick found his way to the secluded area that he was to meet his business partner. The area was baron, except for one hooded man, standing in the shade of a building. He walked up to the man and extended his for arm so that they might shake hands "Good day, sir, I am Fredrick Rhoads, I believe we have business with each other" he said with a flippant, slightly irritated tone. The man seemed strange, but in good spirits. it didn't matter to Fredrick either way, but he was hopeful that this meeting wouldn't be a waste of time.
Company: ... Syle: Amy's Art - See Profile. Projectiles: 100/100 Adjustable Throwing Knives Thoughts: Oh, how exciting... I can't wait, I can't wait! OOC: I figured that we'd start since you asked me about it. ^^ Song:
The bustling activity of traders and travelers bartering for materials and items to spice up their lives was a spectacle that Revus Enarii loved to watch. The sky was lit up by the bright sun, and it illuminated the entire trader village. The crowds spoke quickly, incoherently, but in unison as if their voices and actions created a choir of music. This controlled chaos, as Revus liked to call it, was but one of the many glorious things he loved to witness. On occasion, he would be a part of that excitement just for the amusement that went along with it, but his duties called. He had a special meeting to attend, and why make someone wait when he had such exciting information to offer?
He cavorted through the crowds of people, dancing about in an almost eerily cheerful way while his grin—the only thing visible beneath his thick coat's hood—ominously flashed through the crowd. Some people recognized this smile and instinctively backed away, while others watched him curiously. Others, such as a small patrol of guards in the area, simply watched him go along. They would have stopped him, but he did so himself when he was out by the front of a recently-constructed hotel. He turned his head, allowing the guards to get a good look at that eerie grin, before pulling his hood down and cocking his head to the side. "Surprise." He whispered, eyeing the leader of the patrol squad, who instinctively bowed his head to the man.
"Lord Enarii? We did not expect you to be in the area..." The patrol-captain cleared his throat and eyed Revus cautiously. He was clearly unsettled by the man's presence, as Revus was a very hard person to keep track of. Very few knew of his exact location at every moment, and he took pride in that.
"Well, I assumed it wouldn't be necessary to inform every unit where I'm going. Now," he'd gesture to the citizens around them, "I suggest you do your job. I have important business to conduct in the area, and should I be distracted we may be losing quite the bit of profit. You wouldn't want that, now, would you?"
The guards shook their armored heads, hesitantly, before saluting the man. He gestured for them to head off, and they did as commanded.
A moment later, Revus skipped off to the back of the hotel, his menacing smirk the only bright bit of light flashing in the shadows of the building. The area was covered in the darkness of three hotels and a post-poned general store that was barely put together. The area's solitude from the rest of the village was quite the spectacle, and Revus loved that about it. It was somewhere he could be one with all of his elements—poison and darkness. This place was his chosen meeting area for a reason, and that reason was none other than how he could use it to his advantage in case of any unwanted company while he looked about for his "business partner."
And now, it's time to wait... This is going to be exciting!
A chuckled escaped the hooded man, and he casually turned his attention to the cane-wielding individual that came before him. That eternal smile of his was the only part of his face that Fredrick could see, but Revus didn't mind whatsoever. Fredrick may have been irritated, but Revus was overwhelmed with joy at the things that he contemplated in his peculiar mind—the Poison Kingdom was going to be a very amusing place to be for some time, and he intended to ensure that everything went as planned. Or, rather, that everything went way differently than planned.
Swiftly, Revus removed his hand from his pocket and swung them over his head to pull his hood down, revealing his dark hair and silver-ish eyes. "That'd be correct! You must be Freddy?" He teased, clearly having no intention of correcting himself. He also didn't move to shake the man's hand, not because he wanted to insult the man, but because he didn't shake hands. Words were enough.
"Yes. I'm the one who will be providing your organization with their weapons from now on." he paused for a moment, deciding to finally analyze the man before him before continuing. "I heard about your organization from a colleague of mine, some time ago. Since then, I was fond of it—specifically of you—and thought that it'd be thrilling to work together."
Suddenly, he moved his sight to the sun, and then shook his head. "Oh, where are my manners...?" Taking a step forward, he moved to approach Fredrick. To encircle him and take note of his equipment and appearance. "I am Revus Enarii, Queen Arabis' Royal Strategist, and friend. I own the Enarii Arms facility, and I ship large amounts of durable weapons all across the nations. I'd like to make you an offer."
Fredrick closed his eyes and retracted his hand, irritated that the man did not shake it, he decided not pursue this annoyance thinking it might just be a cultural difference. Fredrick opened his eyes once more and adjusted the black leather glove that covered the unshaken hand. "It's Fredrick actually, a pleasure to meet you Mr. Enarii, I'm happy to hear that you know of my employers and just who I am, this will save us in pointless formalities" He said, looking around for a chair or something suitable to sit in. "I was surprised to hear about this meeting, it's not everyday that the government of another kingdom wants to supply an organization such as mine with weapons" He said, giving up his search for a seat. "As of right now, my father smiths most of our firearms, but as our numbers grow, the Onyx Group does require a larger number of weapons than an elderly man can produce efficiently, we must take care of our elders after all" Fredrick said, his hands resting on the cane in front of him "but I digress, please, enlighten me on this offer that has you in such high spirits".
A chuckled escaped the hooded man, and he casually turned his attention to the cane-wielding individual that came before him. That eternal smile of his was the only part of his face that Fredrick could see, but Revus didn't mind whatsoever. Fredrick may have been irritated, but Revus was overwhelmed with joy at the things that he contemplated in his peculiar mind—the Poison Kingdom was going to be a very amusing place to be for some time, and he intended to ensure that everything went as planned. Or, rather, that everything went way differently than planned.
Swiftly, Revus removed his hand from his pocket and swung them over his head to pull his hood down, revealing his dark hair and silver-ish eyes. "That'd be correct! You must be Freddy?" He teased, clearly having no intention of correcting himself. He also didn't move to shake the man's hand, not because he wanted to insult the man, but because he didn't shake hands. Words were enough.
"Yes. I'm the one who will be providing your organization with their weapons from now on." he paused for a moment, deciding to finally analyze the man before him before continuing. "I heard about your organization from a colleague of mine, some time ago. Since then, I was fond of it—specifically of you—and thought that it'd be thrilling to work together."
Suddenly, he moved his sight to the sun, and then shook his head. "Oh, where are my manners...?" Taking a step forward, he moved to approach Fredrick. To encircle him and take note of his equipment and appearance. "I am Revus Enarii, Queen Arabis' Royal Strategist, and friend. I own the Enarii Arms facility, and I ship large amounts of durable weapons all across the nations. I'd like to make you an offer."
A short snicker escaped the man as he rounded back to the position he was in against the wall a moment ago. Calmly, he slipped his hands back into his pockets and shot the unfinished building a little ways away a sideways glance, before returning his attention to Fredrick. "Technically i will be supplying you with weapons, not the government. But technicalities aren't what we should discuss anyway. Yes, let's discuss my deal..."
Revus was clearly amused at the thread he had hoped to weave today, but only because it would be the lining to a fabric that would bring him to exactly what he desired. He intended to reach for it, no matter the tasks he had to perform. "You see, it has come to my attention that your organization has been working in very profitable affairs, and you're very effective at what you do... I want a part of it. I can provide you with great, quality weapons for no charge, and in return you provide me with a meager fifteen-percent income from your endeavors, and offer me your services for free should I need the Onyx Group in the future."
"But wait," he'd suddenly remove his right hand from his pocket, raising a finger as if motioning for Fredrick to be patient, "there's more! In addition to this deal, I can provide you with some immensely valuable information regarding... well... someone you're after. Someone... Important. After all..." Revus' smirk grew larger, his peculiar cheerful expression highlighting his excitement for the information he carried.
Fredrick almost popped a vein in his forehead after hearing how much the man wanted for merely weapons. might not seems like a large number to the average person on the street, well not to uneducated peasants at least, but to a gang like the Onyx Group, a crime family that had their fingers in every facet of underground business in the Dark Kingdom, percent was quite a sizable amount of coin. Not only did he ask for a ridiculous payout, he would be at the beck and call of this madman for nothing? Fredrick knew robbery when he heard it, and almost stormed off, until Reevus told him that he had more to offer. Fredrick turned back and looked the other gentleman straight in the eyes "It seems I've underestimated the amount of research that you have done on me, you have information of my sister? of Mary?" he asked, his hands fidgeting on his cane.
A short snicker escaped the man as he rounded back to the position he was in against the wall a moment ago. Calmly, he slipped his hands back into his pockets and shot the unfinished building a little ways away a sideways glance, before returning his attention to Fredrick. "Technically i will be supplying you with weapons, not the government. But technicalities aren't what we should discuss anyway. Yes, let's discuss my deal..."
Revus was clearly amused at the thread he had hoped to weave today, but only because it would be the lining to a fabric that would bring him to exactly what he desired. He intended to reach for it, no matter the tasks he had to perform. "You see, it has come to my attention that your organization has been working in very profitable affairs, and you're very effective at what you do... I want a part of it. I can provide you with great, quality weapons for no charge, and in return you provide me with a meager fifteen-percent income from your endeavors, and offer me your services for free should I need the Onyx Group in the future."
"But wait," he'd suddenly remove his right hand from his pocket, raising a finger as if motioning for Fredrick to be patient, "there's more! In addition to this deal, I can provide you with some immensely valuable information regarding... well... someone you're after. Someone... Important. After all..." Revus' smirk grew larger, his peculiar cheerful expression highlighting his excitement for the information he carried.
Revus chuckled lightly at the man's statement, and then nodded his head slowly in response to his question, before wandering over to the area which he wandered into the secluded district from. "Information...? I know exactly where she is at this moment." With this, he adjusted his coat, undoing the buttons that kept it closed to reveal his dark shirt. He must have been getting heated from the excitement building within him, because he swooned back to lean against the wall and released somewhat of an exhausted sigh.
"My terms are simple: you agree to the rate I have set, and the special favor I have requested... And I'll offer your group weapons for free and inform you of Bloody Mary's current position. You can only benefit from whatever is to come from this, I assure you... But if you don't agree, I suppose you'll be back to whatever it is you do. What do you say, Fredrick? Would you care to be... partners?"
Fredrick scowled, but his heart couldn't beat faster. This man knew where is sister was, his devious, wretched sister that betrayed him and his family 10 years ago. The terms were fair enough, he would have to explain the terms to his employers but it was worth it to track her down. "You have a deal, Mr. Enari, you surely know how to close a deal, I applaud you" He said, removing a business card from his coat pocket and handing it to his new partner. "These are the contact details of my employers, I assume we will be in touch about the weapons, now if you don't mind, I am ever so curious where my dear sister has run off to, please, enlighten me" he said, eager to hear just how far away Mary was.
Revus chuckled lightly at the man's statement, and then nodded his head slowly in response to his question, before wandering over to the area which he wandered into the secluded district from. "Information...? I know exactly where she is at this moment." With this, he adjusted his coat, undoing the buttons that kept it closed to reveal his dark shirt. He must have been getting heated from the excitement building within him, because he swooned back to lean against the wall and released somewhat of an exhausted sigh.
"My terms are simple: you agree to the rate I have set, and the special favor I have requested... And I'll offer your group weapons for free and inform you of Bloody Mary's current position. You can only benefit from whatever is to come from this, I assure you... But if you don't agree, I suppose you'll be back to whatever it is you do. What do you say, Fredrick? Would you care to be... partners?"
Company: Fredrick Syle:Amy's Art - See Profile. Projectiles: 100/100 Adjustable Throwing Knives Thoughts:Step Three: Tell the Truth. And that, my friends, is how you make an ally... OOC: Song:
Revus nodded his head rather calmly in response to the news he received from the man—the news that his terms were accepted. This pleased Revus to quite the extent, and he could help but let out a slight chuckle. He was clearly holding back on the rest of his laughter, however. He was also satisfied with how the man seemed to compliment his ability to research those he met before discussing his terms. Revus was known to do so quite often, but it still made him a notable figure when conducting business. The only time he usually had a struggle with negotiations were when he was sent off to an opposing kingdom. More often than not, stubbornness prevented proficient business dealings, so dealing with pirates was much easier, let alone dealing with mercenaries, thugs, and crime families.
"I appreciate the compliment. I do hope we that can, possibly, some day, become good friends." He then took the card from the man and slipped it into one of his jacket's pockets. "Yes, we'll be in touch. I expect you'll hear from my production advisor quite soon." With that, he'd turn on his heel, before gesturing to his left. "Oh, Mary? Well... Every once in a while, the Poison Kingdom hosts a tournament of sorts for their prisoners to participate in. You see, Mary crashed a ship into our harbor, so she's been properly punished. However, I don't yet know if she's battling, as I left here as soon as I heard that the ship crashed. Before you ask, no, it was pure coincidence that she happened to be here. But... If you happened to wanted to, say, crash the whole thing, it'd make for quite the scene. Just a suggestion—but I'd be careful! A Goddess's wrath is not something you want to deal with." With that, he'd casually pace forward to the side of the building once more. "I suppose I'll be seeing you there?" You can't miss it—it's at the Viypa Coliseum."
Fredrick gripped his cane tightly as he listened to Revus explain that his sister was not only in the kingdom that he was in, but in the capitol of all places. Finally, the prey that had eluded him for so long was within his reach, unfortunately, she was in custody. This mattered very little to Fredrick, as he had a contingency for such an occasion, although, if his dear sister dies in battle, he would be robbed of his sweet retribution. That simply wouldn't do, he thought to himself, looking back at his new business partner "A Coliseum, sounds like an... enriching experience, while I might not find death as entertaining as the dwellers of the city might, it's about as close to theater as I can expect, isn't it?" He said, raising his eyebrows but keeping the same, half-hearted frown. "I will make my way there now, please send word of my arrival through your ranks so that I will not be delayed, as a guest of the poison kingdom, I would hope that you will have private seating ready for me, yes?" he asked.
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Posted: Sat Feb 18, 2017 10:08 pm
✴✴ 𝕹𝖔𝖇𝖔𝖉𝖞✴✴
OOC: ✖ ✖ ✖--INSERT OOC HERE THOUGHTS: ✖ ✖ ✖ INSERT THOUGHTS HERE
▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ I feel your presence amongst us you cannot hide in the darkness Can you hear the rumble? Can you hear the rumble that’s calling? ╔══════════════╗ Listening closely was a hooded fortune-teller, sitting at a small table with a crystal ball. Nobody was given information that this man could help him destroy the people responsible for his family's destruction, but the black-haired man was a threat. His mirror glowed red with caution as he gazed at the man named Revus. He looked like he was from the Dark Kingdom, but he had the snide, calculating personality of a citizen of the Poison Kingdom. His shallow grin sent shivers up Bod's spine This was a man he needed to watch out for in the future if he was to ever run into him again. Eventually, Bod came to the conclusion that they probably weren't the type of people one should tangle with if one needed to destroy an entire Kingdom, but he kept listening through a reflective surface. He was able to make a quick escape if he was to be found out as diving through reflective surfaces is about as easy as breathing for him. This could be important...
╚══════════════╝ Now there is nothing between us, From now our merge is eternal Can’t you see that you’re lost? Can’t you see that you’re lost without me? I can feel the thunder that’s breaking in your heart. I can see through the scars inside you
Company: Fredrick Syle:Amy's Art - See Profile. Projectiles: 100/100 Adjustable Throwing Knives Thoughts:Where's the fun in that...? OOC: I couldn't recall if people being watched by the mirrors could feel themselves being watched if they were powerful or not, so I put it in, but I can remove it. { ~ EXIT to Coliseum ~ } Song:
Revus simply nodded his head in response to Fredrick's question, amused at the thought that Fredrick didn't really consider their acts much of a theatrical exposition. "I'd say they're more realistic than what you might find in the Dark Kingdom." With that, he turned on his heel and chuckled. "I suppose I can mention a dapper gentlemen who will not be stopped on his way to the coliseum, but I can't quite prevent the Queen from attacking you if you intrude on the festivities. Also, we're not public allies, so that would be somewhat awkward, wouldn't it?"
After his statements, Revus glanced about the area. He was confused, as he felt as though something, or someone, was eyeing him, analyzing his presence. It made him irritated, but bothered him very little, and as such offered him the ability to simply smile brightly, bow before Fredrick, and take his leave. "I'll send word to my soldiers to let you pass through the city, but getting into the coliseum and seeing your sister is entirely up to you, my friend. Adieu!"
OOC: ✖ ✖ ✖He can detect n**'s and trace her source back, but he can only sense Bod's. Since n** isn't as good as covering her tracks and Bod is a master at it. THOUGHTS: ✖ ✖ ✖ Curiouser and curiouser...
▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ I feel your presence amongst us you cannot hide in the darkness Can you hear the rumble? Can you hear the rumble that’s calling? ╔══════════════╗ Bod smiled underneath his cloak. It was clear that this Revus person was a bit suspicious, but unable to pinpoint his location. He knew earlier that a mirror was watching this man, but was unable to maintain the connection. Bod assumed that Revus was powerful enough to sense a low-level Mirrormancer's magic, but Bod was not a low-level Mirrormancer. Keeping his sight on Revus, Bod traced the other spy mirror's source to the Psychic Kingdom and tapped into a reflective surface. He saw a young woman with platinum blonde hair, pale skin and bright blue eyes. He was stunned by her beauty, but quickly collected himself. He watched as the young woman picked up a Void Mirror, a non-functioning enchanted mirror and purchase it with a silver thimble. He saw the mark on her hand and his jaw dropped: This was the girl who was taken so many years ago by the fairies! Bod quickly zoned in on the girl's face and heard her name. "n**..." He muttered. This was too surreal....
╚══════════════╝ Now there is nothing between us, From now our merge is eternal Can’t you see that you’re lost? Can’t you see that you’re lost without me? I can feel the thunder that’s breaking in your heart. I can see through the scars inside you
