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Scythe: Ok... maybe Armand has found his match.

The ground that has risen in the cage suddenly breaks apart and shoots out at the bars of the cage, an attempt to bend them and accidentally hit Yuya.

Bagarth: Oh, he went away... *finishes sewing her arm back on*

Gal: *spots the book Aria is reading* Oh, what are you reading?

Scythe: . . . apparently not.

Gal: Hey, what book? *tries to bend under the book to see the title*

Armand: *reappears and squeezes through the bars without use of magic* Well... *sigh* Aria, now, where we we?

((I think I'm going to get off soon. I'm a little brain dead.))

Scythe: *sigh*

Armand: Oh?

Gal: *gets whacked* OW!

Armand: Hmm..I suppose we'll leave this for another day. Something seems to have come up. *leaves*

Scythe: Some peace and quiet. What a rarity.

Gal: crying She slammed the book shut... she'll hurt the book...

Scythe. Yes, it does, and I'm formulating random role play ideas again. ... Gal is a bit of a book lover sometimes....

Gal: crying *runs away*

Scythe: Smart but.. a bit of a clutz too.

Scythe: Well, I just took an exam today, and I'm not sure it went very well. Therefore, random daydreaming break from work. Yes, Aria, he's gone. For good? I can't say.

Here is the current random roleplay idea. You can probably guess where some of the roles come in:

“I’ve taken your queen.”

A laugh. “But I’ve taken your head. Checkmate.”

A smile. “Indeed you have.”


There was once a cruel king who ruled with an iron first. With the exception of one, his generals and advisors were equally as cruel and together, they protected their kingdom well and crushed any internal resistance.

However, as all cruelty often results in, the people became unhappy. That one general began to organize a resistance in secret, skillfully and perhaps luckily avoiding notice from the other higher ups. While some of the skirmishes were successful, others were severely crushed as well.

One day, a mysterious masked and hooded mage appeared in the throne room and challenged the king to a chess match. No one knows exactly what happened, but the king changed after that day, becoming more warm hearted and looking after the people’s conditions more kindly yet still maintaining a somewhat cruel composure, especially in battle. Eventually, he started to send his generals and advisors to their deaths in battle without them realizing it. As for the mage, no one ever heard or saw of that person again. People assumed the mage was dead.

It has been ten years…and the powerful spell that the mage cast on the king is starting to wear off the king… and the king has begun to look for people to replace those he lost to battle…

…And in the years of peace, the other kingdoms have begun to rise up to engage this particular kingdom, seeing that the king has gotten soft, and also a chance for revenge and more dominion.

What's up with the mage?
The mage had managed to cast a powerful spell on the king, one that amplified the smallest part of the king’s personality, that had been shoved so far back in the king’s mind for years. Being one for secrets, the mage had been able to lock the spell with enough safety guards so that he was the only one who could nullify the spell. The mage was, in fact, wounded terribly and miraculously escaped… and after escaping fell into a coma for several years….

Forest: *dances in* Wheeeeeee! *twirls around*

Scythe: I was imagining the mage's apprentice searching for his teacher while being beat up by a Syd like girl... for some reason.

Forest: Where's the big bad demon?

Scythe: ... and Aria, I hate to break the news to you, but this one is a loud one.