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Lucius was immediately between the two hotheads, helping Leonard to his feet. He was constantly murmuring soft words of apologies and reassurances. "Sir Archmagus, you should take a break from your duties. Mayhap a long, luxurious bath? The stress is getting to you. All is fine; all is well."

At the same time he seemed to be speaking to Tanessa and Irwin, in between breaths:

"Forgive me; I take all blame. Sir Archmagus has born a rough day and is only frustrated. Tanessa...?" He probed, having learned the name God-knows-how, "your nephew--cousin, was it?--will be absolutely fine. We can arrange for him to be comfortable, and he does not have to be teleported. You may leave of your own free will; we just need to place the proper magical wardings...."

And so Lucius played peace-maker, constantly uttering apologies and requests of peace. He also seemed to exude a magical aura of calm, one that affected other around him. This was nothing but pure charisma, however.

((Kaye/K-JAG... I wish you would get over whatever problems you're having and help us out here. The RP's are slooow....))

((As you wish.))



Perrault nodded. He wondered if, and was actually a bit concerned that Hashmal may have been terribly intimidating all her life.

"I see..." he said, looking down, "Did you have any friends besides your fellow dark knights?"

((I am currently drawing and coloring every... single... Mythicaa... character. I am on Hashmal right now; I'll be sending updates every time I am online.

ART UPDATE:
-Farfarello
-Raedou
-Mammon (new character)
-Sheeva (new character)
-Bones (new character)

I will PM the new characters to you ASAP, zfatal.

GAME UPDATE:
I have found an awesome free-range battle style for the game. Those who have played Crystal Chronicles... the style is somewhat similar to that. I am also planning voices for all of the characters as well. If anyone wants any voices in particular for their characters, please let me know.))

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"Yes. Just one. Lady Elysia." Hashmal replied.

"hurry up human, or I shall take your eyes!" Hashmal booted the guard again.

((Bump))

(as do I. Kaye! you must join my Pokemon Roleplay! It is structured.

good poem by the way.

I have some music you could use. 'tis free:
The Endless Search
The Svedlt (for the prison)
Let there Be Light (for the Academy)
Father of All (Gravity mines)
Heads Up For Tails (Final Gravity mines level))

((Okay, time to godpost. SPI, I posted as Perrault, so could you reply with Hashmal please? And isn't this a little too easy? Where are the defense golems? The hounds? The powerful zealot berserkers? I didn't think we would just waltz in here and nab the princess, unless this is some kind of joke...))

Raedou stopped eating and remained silent.

"No..." he said, "Telgove is no longer my brother. It began fifty years ago..."

He put down his salad bowl and leaned harder on the wall.

"When I was young, my parents were seafaring merchants. They were famous throughout the land for their distribution of rare Ganzian artifacts. I often accompanied them in their travels..."

He looked up at the gloomy cavern walls and sighed.

"One day, they decided to take all of us with them; Telgove, my sister Ardane and I. Everything was going fine, until a ferocious storm rolled in and caused the sea to wrack our ship. My parents took us into the ship's cabin and shut us in the chimney... told us not to come out until we knew the storm was over."

"The next day, the storm gave out. We washed ashore near the desert, but our parents were nowhere to be seen. We searched, but found no sign of them..."

"We wandered through the desert, trying to find Ganzidos, our hometown. Our grandmother lived there and she gladly took us in. We lived there peacefully, and things finally started looking up for us."

"As the years passed, Telgove and I decided that we would learn the ways of combat so we could travel in search of our parents. We trained rigorously, and soon began to study the ancient Ganzian Arts- four powerful techniques that only few could master. Telgove mastered all four, but I could only master one; the Ganzi Spiral."

"The original idea was to join the military of Favraes, but Telgove had other plans... Instead, he left us to join the Baeltan Empire in hopes of furthering his power. That was when I sensed darkness in his heart, growing inside of him. While he was gone, I stuck to my plan and continued my training until my skill with the sword reached it's peak. Seven years passed... and Telgove returned."

He stared at his salad bowl, clenching his fist.

"He offered me a high position in the military, saying that if I did not join, he would be forced to destroy me with his newfound power. It was then that I knew Telgove no longer cared about finding our parents... He was consumed by his greed, and was no longer the brother I loved. I refused; I could not allow myself to become corrupted as he was."

"I challenged him to face me in combat. He roared and lunged toward me, and then I lost. He fought wildly and without the discipline of a true warrior... I could not defeat him. As punishment for my weakness, he leveled my grandmother's house to the ground... with her and Ardane inside."

"I became overwhelmed by anger, and stood again to face him. I charged forward, but he cut me down with one of the highest levels of the Ganzian arts... the Ganzian Darksaber. And that's how I got this bad leg."

He then pulled up his legging, revealing a swollen scar, colored a sickly dark blue. A shining cut, phasing between white and dark purple, glowed where he had been slashed.

((I'll wait for Hayato to reply before I go on.))