A kingdom of the West Blue. It has an old history of fair and gentle kings and used to have many alliances. After the late king, Maximus Regis, had a fateful encounter with a Celestial Dragon, the kingdom was brought to ruin. Over the past ten years, the young king, Maximilian Regis, Maximus' son, has been working on the recovery of the kingdom. However, currently, Lorencia is still far from its former glory.
The kingdom's geography is composed of mountains that surround most of the island, with the only access being through Lorencia's port, at the southwestern part of the island. Within the the encirclement of mountains and Lorencia, there are dense forests to the north and east but most of the landscape is of plains, with a good portion of it being used as farmland. Villages and towns can be found closer to the southern and western areas but there are some between the forests to the north and east. Although the mountains serve as a natural defense, there are caves connecting to the sea from inside Lorencia. Most are completely underwater though.
The trip from the Headquarters of the Marine to the West Blue was rather calm, despite the hounds that tried to chase after him. However, it was a simple matter for Maximilian to get rid of them. With Tormenta in the sky, each time a ship approached, be it a gunboat or something like that, lightning bolts rained upon it. When a larger vessel appeared, it was easy to set them on fire with Sol as well. And before long they gave up. Even if Maximilian's was just a simple boat he stole, others could not get close to him at all thanks to his incarnations so it was a waste to keep sending pursuers for the time being. With the winds and waves slowing them down, it took Max just a little bit of effort to escape their sight.
"Master, there's land ahead. Lorencia has come into sight." Sol said so after a few days had passed since the last encounter with marines. Maximilian was currently resting under the shade of Tormenta while the boat moved by itself, having become a temporary incarnation. With Sol in charge of the navigation, Max was able to sleep at ease. But, as he heard Sol's words, he awakened from his slumber. "We see. Good job Sol. Full speed ahead!" he responded while sitting up. At his command, the boat sped up as if it was a sailboat propelled by fierce winds. His cape fluttered in the wind and he held tightly onto the boat. It suddenly felt like he was sailing through rapids. It was very exciting, however.
"Master! It seems there is some commotion at the port!" was said by Tormenta this time. As she floated up to cast her shadow over the boat. "Sol, can you check it for us? You are able to arrive faster after all." Max asked him, a request that was equal to a command from a loyal subject's perspective. His form grew from a round bright sphere to a blazing flame that crossed the skies while screaming his acceptance of the request. Tormenta could only shake her head in disapproval for Sol's overly excited behavior, while also understanding how he felt. She might have done the same thing if Maximilian had asked her instead.
Right after Max sent Sol, however, he had second thoughts and felt anxious since Sol could be too hot headed. "Hurry! We need to get there before anything bad occurs!" he hurried his boat while looking at the island. From afar he could see the castle walls and towers that protected Lorencia and the port beneath them. No ships were seen at the port, that was pretty much abandoned during the times of crisis but, for some reason, there were dozens of people there. They were not looking out to the sea and seemed to be surrounding part of the few guards who still remained in the kingdom. They held spears and swords, threatening the soldiers with their numbers. When Sol got close enough, he threw himself between the groups.
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As Sol threw himself between the two groups, he formed a wall of flames that captured them all, forming two distinct circles of flames around them so that both would remain there by the time their king returned. It did, however, incite the anger of them, mostly the ones holding weapons against the soldiers. They shouted and cursed at Sol, who simply ignored them. One happened to throw a spear at the small sun but, in return, he received a fireball at the hand that previously held the spear. The man screamed in pain and fell to his knees while the others complained angrily, only to be ignored by Sol. The soldiers, on the other hand, felt relieved and waited obediently for the arrival of their king.
Within less than a minute, the boat crashed into the port, with Maximilian jumping off it. The incarnation accomplished its task dutifully and the soul fragment was returned to the man beforehand. The men surrounded by flames stared in surprise as the king did a showy entrance in his hurry. With Tormenta following right behind him. Each step of his echoed and sounded incredibly heavy from the point of view of the armed men. It was not because of his weight or the boots he wore but the aura he gave off as he made his way towards them. Walking on the wooden floor, he covered the distance of twenty meters or so before the men could even swallow their saliva in fear.
“Master, the disturbance has been suppressed.” the sun floated around sounding happy and waiting to be praised. “You did well. Now...” he answered and made a brief pause as he took a few more steps towards the men. “Which of you will start explaining what in hell is going on?” Maximilian looked directly into their eyes, one person at a time, to determine who seemed to be willing to cooperate. The men pointed their weapons at him but, with a simple gesture of his, they fell. It was a sign for Tormenta to strike them with lightning. In the meantime, he walked towards his soldiers and proceeded to ask them instead. “So? We have made a question. Are you going to answer us?” he turned the same question to the group of soldiers that was being cornered by civilians. “Your grace!” an older soldier stepped forward and knelt down and lowered his head. Most of the soldiers who stayed behind were not as polite as the ones from noble houses who fled the kingdom but there were still a few with proper etiquette. Not that Max cared about that anymore.
“You may speak.” he replied to the soldier properly as the man went through the common procedure of older times even when Lorencia barely had any order left. “Villagers, from Devias, came accompanied by pirates and invaded the city. We don't know from where the pirates came but they were roughly a hundred, way more than us guards.” or so he said. The villagers looked extremely uncomfortable when the guard said all of that but didn't deny anything. “Is that all?” he asked further, believing that there was more to this story.
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"N-No... There is more. They have breached the southern districts up to here. The temple and the merchant districts are the first to fall. The few guards were slaughtered and... the rebels in the prison... were all released." the man finished while it was clear how much importance those facts held from his expression alone. It also reflected on Maximilian's face that the prisoners escaping was something that could bring a definite end to the already empoverished Lorencia. "Sol. Make a defensive line between the castle. Tormenta, arm." he gave commands and, immediately, the two incarnations complied as they heard the seriousness in his voice. Sol rose up and flew above the walls that protect Lorencia. He headed straight to the castle to defend it against the pirates and rebels.
Maximilian, however, was not done yet. With Tormenta compressed to the size of a small cloud wrapped around his arm, and electricity crackling as it coursed through the cloud without harming him, he swung his fist forward. From the distance, one wouldn't think that his punch had any meaning but the motion brought forth a blast of electricity, a cylindrical discharge that drove the rebels Sol captured to a near death state. Their king held back on purpose. As they screamed in pain, they understood why some of their comrades had refused to raise against the king who allowed Lorencia to face ruin. Holder of an incredible power that could bring destruction to many, should he wish for it. Fear struck their hearts. A needless feeling however, for their lives were forfeit. As they remained immobile, Maximilian ripped their souls out of their bodies.
"You, take their weapons and guard the gate to the port. Close the gate when I move past it then search for survivors from the top of the walls. Gather any usable manpower and defend this area." he gave his command after he was done harvesting the souls of the traitors. With a simple gesture, Tormenta moved from his arm to beneath his feet and he ascended to the sky above the river district, between the temple and the academic districts. The sound of fighting could be heard everywhere but, since he did not want to be targeted by a pincer attack, retaking the academic district first was his priority.
Once again taking Tormenta into his arm, Maximilian jumped off the roof of Lorencia's first academy, into a battlefield where three of his soldiers were being trashed around by ten pirates. His landing drew their attention but he drew his sword faster. Slashing at the back of a pirate while lightning was released all around him. Ironically, the one with his back cut open was the only one who remained standing. But not for long. His was the soul the king reaped first. The others met the same end shortly after, being only briefly interrogated. Since the three soldiers survived, Maximilian directed them to the port after reuniting with a few others who were found among fallen guards and invaders.
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After each battlefield, having gathered more souls each time, Maximilian made sure to leave behind the reinforcement that Lorencia needed. With the souls of his enemies, he brought forth loyal soldiers, knights made from every creature he could find and make use of. Ants, squirrels, dogs, birds, lizards, he transformed all of them with his ability to imbue fragments of souls into things. All of them, without exception, gained humanoid bodies and were given the weapons and armor of fallen soldiers and rebels. Within minutes he formed an army of loyal soldiers, lesser incarnations, that was already larger than the current army of Lorencia. "Defend this land, this kingdom with your lives!" he shouted and all of them cheered immediately. With that much motivation, Maximilian took half of the lesser incarnations with him to the merchant district in order to block off the entrance of new invaders while the other half fortified the defenses of the southern sector, including the entrance to the port.
Given how long it has been since Maximilian's arrival and the beginning of his retaliation, it was no wonder that the enemies would take notice of the resistance. While they tried to breach the walls separating the castle's district from the river district between the military and craftsmen districts, they divided their forces to set up defenses against Maximilian. However, because of Sol's presence, they could not advance at all. In fact, they were pushed back from the half destroyed gate and considered retreating to military district. Only to find out that the wall had crumbled and the passage was blocked. The same happened to the craftsmen district's passage.
The river district was somewhat narrow for hundreds of men to pass at the same time so they were forced to scatter their forces everywhere. Most went into the temple and merchant districts. There, they were either trapped or outnumbered by Maximilian's ever growing forces. The screams echoed as humans were mercilessly slaughtered by a legion of anthropomorphic soldiers using swarm strategies. Maximilian, the king and general of this army, led the way by slaying the foes ahead of him with Maléfica, to avoid collateral damage. His march continued until he managed to divide the enemies forces into three parts. One being slaughtered at the merchant district, one trapped at the temple district and the third outside of Lorencia. The third group was smaller as most had already entered the city so they were not threats. Even so, Maximilian sent Sol to deal with them.
Once the last opponent outside of the temple district was killed or chose to surrender, the king made his appearance before the commander of the enemy forces, floating above the temple by standing on top of Tormenta. "Where is your true leader?" he asked as soon as he recognized the man ordering pirates and rebels around. Tristan, a traitor who plotted against the previous king and Maximilian as well. Greedy and cowardly, he used his position as a noble to buy and sell information.
Without a trace. A word. Or anything else, she was here.
Days had passed since she'd left the Black Pearl. Her mind whir with notions lost to a sea of doubt; what was she to do to make her mission a reality? Galand was broken now and seemed even worst than he was before. How was she supposed to save him? Goldi-sama. . She couldn't even look her in the face. The love of her life and still, she felt as if she'd betrayed her by being so weak. Even with Ashlyn, all she could do was confide in the woman, but didn't even have the courage to tell her where she was going. It was a soft and solid truth.
She didn't even know where she was going.
Just letting the waves take her, she found herself ashore on some wooded area, in a cave far from civilization. From there she'd begun her treks through forested terrain, avoiding the attention of any human life or rather, life in general. For now she needed solitude and time to rethink her stance on life, all the while having withdrawal issues from not taking any drugs. It'd been almost two weeks since having taken that beautiful pink powder and now she was reduced to a mess of nerves. Even still, that wasn't anything more than another challenge for her to face. Her reliance on a substance to keep her grounded had to go. That along with these underlying emotions that falsified ideals that just weren't true. Galand didn't belong to her. Goldi saw her as a blade to be used and that was why she needed to sharpen. Too complacent under the duo of power - if she wanted to be of proper use to them then she too had to walk among them as equals, not as just another weakling. It was her resolve.
After a few days of traveling, gathering food from the forest, and finding clean water to at least bathe in, it seemed she'd finally made her way to what looked like civilization. A kingdom of some sort? All the way out here? Not that she minded it and it wasn't like she had a map to ascertain her exact location. Honestly, all she had was her blade, her small bag full of bare essentials and a hankering for some hard drugs. Strides followed as the pinkette walked through what looked like crops, sporting an all black biker get up and some dark glasses to fit. An ample amount of chest was shown; something to follow the usual attire. Thinking maybe she could slip through unnoticed was completely idiotic. Families lives in these parts and of course, one of the more excited teenagers came running up when seeing the rather attractive woman coming out of nowhere.
Tch, figured.
"Whoa . . " From one came many, each watching starry eyed while starring and GoGo merely shifted to them as she finally thought she'd found a road into the actual town. Oh, god damn it. "Any of you kids know where I can find some lodging and a warm shower?" It was a serious question, but all of them nearly fell over each other, spurting about how their homes definitely had room. Good grief. Sighing, Gyui scratched her head before speaking with annoyed backtone. "********' Christ. One of you point me in the direction of a tavern!" Well, at least that turned out to be useful. The brats had a golden child. Someone's parents ran a little set up down the way and that was right up her alley. Great. Finally a chance to sleep in a bed and eat some decent food.
The trudge wasn't far and once reaching her destination, it was an elderly couple who ran the place. After a few shared words, she paid them for a nights stay before getting a room to herself. Nothing extravagant, but honestly it'd work out just fine. Laying on the bed after taking off her thing, she stared to the ceiling as her thoughts ran rampant.
"Goldi-sama. . Please wait for me. . You too, Galand. I won't come back to you weak. . I promise." It'd take some time to figure out, but this was the first step to the journey.
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Before a proper answer was given to Maximilian, Tristan snorted. But that was his last rebellious act. Treason was a crime with death as punishment. With Tormenta rising to the sky, the king descended into the temple's plaza. Fools rushed towards him one after the other, only to be struck by lightning. He walked calmly towards the dead man. There was no need to spare him. The souls harvested with his powers retained memories, all he needed was to place it in a suitable vessel and all of the information he needed would be acquired. The man begged for his life as a coward would, only to be ignored by Maximilian. When he was within reach, his allies having opened the way in order to not be attacked by Tormenta, he tried to unsheathe his sword. Maximilian was no expert in swordsmanship but he knew how to wield a sword as his education as a noble demanded such knowledge from him. With simple movements of his left hand, he stopped the man's hand before it could draw his blade. Meanwhile, his right hand grabbed an aura that could not be seen until moments before. The manifestation of the man's soul.
With a forceful pull, he ripped out the man's soul. The rest of the men tremble in fear as they had not seen such an ability up until then. The ability to tear off one's soul from one's body. And they were further surprised by the next action of the king. He molded the stolen soul into a small sphere and inserted it into a knife taken from a fallen rebel. Soon after, it gained a face and could even speak, shocking everyone around as they had never witnessed Maximilian's powers before. "Speak, we allow it. Who is the mastermind behind this rebellion?" he ordered the lesser incarnation to reveal the secrets contained within Tristan's memories.
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In the meantime, Sol rampaged outside the walls of the capital. He pursued the enemies locked outside the city once they started to flee, throwing himself at them as a gigantic sphere of flames. The slow ones were burned to death, the fast ones were able to make it as far as the first village on the road to east from Lorencia, where the people seemed to be oblivious of the rebellion taking place and being suppressed at the capital. However, only three managed to hide inside a building to avoid being incinerated by Sol. They broke into an inn owned by an elderly couple, ignoring that it was late at night, planning to take anyone inside as hostage. They would rush into the bedrooms, disregarding the noise they would make in their rush. Two would find empty bedrooms but the third broke into the bedroom of the only guest who showed up on that day. Slamming the door open, he would head straight to the bed to surprise and catch a possible hostage.
And here she thought she was going to be able to get a sound, good nights sleep. Of course not.
As she lay there, the rustling sounds of people moving about inside the tavern caught her ears before anything else did. Eyes opened wise a few moments before the door even opened, and, as it did, the man would find no one in a half made bed while rustling through the room. That was until a few moments later.
SLINK!
Her blade went straight through whomever this was neck. It wasn't that GoGo was crazy enough to kill anyone who entered her room unannounced. She assuredly was. It was more so the way he came, the pattern of his stepping along with the fact two others were with him. Being an assassin herself left for clear signs of someone running to or from harm. Either didn't matter to her, honestly. As the man slid off her blade slowly, her eyes with lower with a cold disposition. The room suddenly growing frigid as she went to grab and pack her things up, which would only take a few moments at best.
First, to the elderly couple she'd alarm them that someone had tried to break into her room and assault her, but their time was met with a swift end. In self defense, of course. Then, she'd explain there were two others heard running with him. It wasn't anything that she cared to pay mind to, but. . either way, she'd let them know regardless. Was she going to take care of it? Of course not. It had nothing to do with her and she had already had her peaceful sleep ruined."I'll be taking my leave. Keep the money. Your best bet is to inform the authorities around this place." Up and out towards the dirt road, GoGo was going to head towards the kingdom she'd seen earlier when the sight of a blazing sun crossing the countryside caught her eye.
That just wasn't something you saw. . ever. And, it had a damn face. "Here I thought I'd seen a lot of ******** up s**t, but this?" Taken back, she'd plainly stand to view it as it floated on over, staring the thing down with a frown. Too tired to care. "The guy I killing had burn marks on him. It wouldn't happen to be because you were hawking him down, would it Mr. Sun?"Best way to get to the bottom of this was to be polite, she supposed.
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Time would pass, though soon a new destination would rest before her eyes. Docked and disembarked at the islands port, she would tredge forward. Another location mentioned on her mental list of places to go and observe. West Blue had been her first choice, given it's history pertaining to her family. And it gave her loved ones a smirk of approval.
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For weeks it had been a constant back and forth battle. From looks of hurt, betrayal and anger, to tears of defeat and turmoil. Days around the base were miserable and just down right dreadful. And Grandma Shani would have no more of it. So with her might, she dragged both her granddaughter and her son to a secluded area and sat them both down. They would only glance at one another for a few seconds before turning their gazes away from one another. Huffs of disappointment resonating from both parties. And as silence ensued longer than she wished, the elder woman slammed her hands upon a table and shouted. "THIS HAS GONE ON FAR ENOUGH!" Both father and daughter would shake with fright and stand from there seated positions. Eyes rested on the older woman as they tried to calm her, but she silenced them with a single finger. One could just see the irritation spewing from her body, like an evil aura. "I've had just aboutenough of this between the two of you. And it has to stop!" She would eye her son, informing him of how it was time for his daughter to go off and see the world with her own eyes. Her speech seemed to work in the young girls favor. A grin upon her face as she eyed her father. But quickly the old woman would turn to her granddaughter and get on her case. "And you. Dont give him such a hard time. He's your father after all. Understand his feelings for once" The two would look upon each other and soon reconcile.
Though if you were to ask her, she would say that he was still not happy about it. But of course there was no truning back. Leaving it be, she would eye her surroundings and stride onward. Cloack fluttering behind her as she peered into the distance. Trees as far as the eyes could see. And a large mountain range that seemed to cover the entire length of the island. Was this really home to a kingdom? Didnt seem likely. But she knew not to judge a book by its cover. As the saying goes. Spotting a port-worker of sorts, she would inquire about the area and the location of the nearest tavern. Eyes strangle and coupled with a twinge of attitude, the young traveler would acquire what she needed. Offering a smile, while ignoring his obvious irritation, she would depart once more.
A kingdom called Lorencia was were she ended up. And surely this was the right place. "Just a bit further than expected" Interesting and intrigue circulated within. Just from arrival the island held a sense of strength. Encircled by mountains. With one entrance that she knew of. Clearly smart if it came to an invasion. But that as well could be a downfall. That thought, she would shake off. "Heh, not like that would be happening right now" Right? She could also see a very large structure, which she figured to be the Kingdom she had heard about from the guy at the port. Quite a distance away, but a picture book scene from where she stood. Further she went, until the village expressed to her came within her sights. She had made it, though there was still more to see.
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After the elderly couple was informed by the gentle guest, they took it upon themselves to get rid of the rats that invaded their establishment. They could not bother their guest with it after all. As part of the few who remained from the time Lorencia was brought to ruin, they were loyal citizens who did more than just work as innkeepers. In the meantime, Sol, who continued to advance towards the village, was stopped by a woman who said she killed a guy with burn marks. "Was it just one? Not three? It might be one of the rebels anyway." he replied after making a question of his own. While waiting for her answer, he would be eyeing the surroundings, looking for anything suspicious or out of place.
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Back in the city, the knife that had the traitor's soul began to speak up. "The mercenaries, master. They are behind this rebellion. Captain Hark of the Sea Jackals was hired by a rich man to claim Lorencia for him. From what I, no, Tristan was told, this rich man was interested in the land itself. He was never told anything else though, master." with a polite speech, the knife answered Maximilian's question. The answer only served to raise more questions as the mastermind remained a mystery. However, there was a lead. The leader of the mercenary company known as Sea Jackals. Hark was born in Lorencia and became known around fifteen years ago when he captured an entire crew of fishmen by himself. It was also around then that he showed his true colors, having sold part of the crew as slaves to corrupt nobles.
"Where is he? Where is Hark?!" he was clearly shaken at the mention of the name Hark and anger was visible on his face. The man was even worse than Tristan, as he enjoyed doing the dirty work. If it was him, Maximilian could guess why he also ordered the men to release the prisoners from Lorencia's prison. His daughter, Laura, was sentenced to spend thirty years in jail for trying to steal from the castle's treasury.
Well, this wasn't something she saw everyday. A head tilted as the sun actually spoke back. The ambient heat radiating off it only causing GoGo to emit a more cold aura as to regulate herself. She didn't particularly like hot, unless it dealt with Goldi-sama. "Three? Yes. There were three of them. From what I recall they're off hiding inside the tavern over yonder. They're rebels?" A head would turn in almost quaint thought, then she'd shift back with blanketed expression. Apparently something was going on in this Kingdom. Something she didn't wish to involve herself in. Honestly, her best bet was to leave before this Sun turned hostile or someone else showed up to ruin her already particularly bad mood. Either way, she'd resolved to leave. "Anyway, happy trails." Waving offhandedly, Gyui shifted as her heel like boots drug up the dirt road. Eyes keen to be sure that, if it happened, the being behind her didn't make a move to strike. A just in case, if you will.
It was already close to daybreak as she continued her trek towards her destination. The sun was on the rise and the main kingdom of Lorencia was an entrancing view. Though, from the looks of things, this place wasn't the best put together. Maybe that was the reason why the sun lord was flying about, trying to scorch people. Again, that was none of her business. Nothing she tenderly cared for. Steps marked for the trade central as the sounds of bustling civilization filled her ears. Merchants selling all kinds of knick knacks and do hickeys for anyone who took a few moments to scan. She tried her hardest not to catch eye contact with anyone so they wouldn't get any ideas. Even bought a new pair of shades so they were darker and no one could view her hues directly.
A quiet morning was honestly all she'd asked for and here she was, thrust out on the streets just to be bothered by petty sellers. This place was becoming more and more tiresome as time went on.
Not paying much mind to what was going on about her, GoGo eventually bumped into some spec of blonde. Stopping, she'd stare forward, realizing what happened before blinking several times. In comparison, she was a fairly tall woman. About six feet, three inches by normal standards. Held a rather curvaceous frame with long, indigo hair held in a pontytail. Her attire currently looking reminiscent of a biker gang member from an old yakuza movie. You know the type."Oh, sorry. Didn't see you there." Grabbing the girl by the arm, she'd help her back up to her feet, looking her over. She looked rather young? A teenager? Honestly, Gyui didn't wanna deal with anymore upstart children.
"Try lookin' out for where you're goin', kid."
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The village was like any other, though still a sight to behold. Citizen hustling about, selling wares or conversing about who knows what. Cloack fluttering in her stride, and her long strawberry blond tresses swayed in each step. Ocean blue eyes viewed all around her, though not the figure who seemed to be on the same path, though opposite direction. A collision imminent. Crash. An unknown force. A thrust to the ground. "Ouch!" What had she hit!? Landing on her bottom, she would groan, before raising her sights at the wall she believed she ran into. Though no such structure stood. Just a woman. A very tall and curvaceous one. Luna herself held a slight curve, though nothing compared to this long indigo haired female. And if her height wasn't a bit intimidating, the shades and attire surely gave the young traveler a slight chill. Though not a frightful one. "She's so cool"
An apology would ring out; calling Lynda back to reality. Shaking her head. She would eye the hand extended to her and take it, firmly. Though she appeared to be some young dainty plush over of a girl, luna surely wasn't that. And the feel of her grip usually made those thick twice. To her feet, Lisa would stand before the woman. Though her height or her at merely five foot seven inches, she still toward over her. "Thanks. And yeah, sorry about that" She would say softly with a smile and a hint of embarrassment. A gentle rub to the back of her head to try and ease the feeling away. But it would come to an end upon the womans next statement. Yeah she wouldn't have had any problem with being told till watch where she was going. She would admit that. But the mention of the word 'kid' seemed to flip a switch. "Eh?"
Irritation would being to grow, as that sweet embarrassed and apologetic gave turned into frustration and annoyance. "I'm not a kid!" Hands around form into fists as she showed and turned her back, focusing her arms. "I swear to Dyne. Just because I was born with this face doesn't mean I'm a child! I'm already 18. How long will I have to deal with this." A heavy exasperating sigh would leave her, as she began to feel defeated. She may have had an average body. A nice sized chest. Creamy skin, toned body and a small backside. It all seemed for nothing when it came to her face. Did it look that much like a child's? Sadness should make a rise. "Why.. "crying
Staring her down, hues of cerulean almost pierced through her entire soul. All that yapping the girl did after the apology hadn't really caught her ears. GoGo was scanning her over while barely paying mind to what was said. She was cute; adorable even. Had a nice little figure with a spunky attitude. Even she couldn't help but giggle lightly to all the noise Luna was making. Well, she could offer some spare words. "A woman's value doesn't come from her face anyway, kid. If you believe you're more than some kid, then you are. Doesn't matter what I think about you." Walking forward, she'd get within her personal space. Seductively grasping letting a finger trace around the younger girls ear. "But if you aren't a kid, that makes you a woman. Would you rather I look at you like that~?"Ebbing her onward, staring and pressing herself a little forward with a smile to kill. After a few moments she'd step back, laughing to herself again before beginning to walk on past.
"Just kidding. Be careful. From what I'm hearin' there's a war goin' on in this city. I'd advise going somewhere and bunkerin' down kid. Ciao."There wasn't much else to offer. As much as she'd like to sit around and pal, this place was starting to grow more interesting by the day. After purchasing a little tale book from a merchant, she'd learned this place's history. It used to be a great Kingdom, before it fell because of bad tidings with a Celestial Dragon. Now the current King is trying to get his head out his a** and bring this hum bug of a s**t show into glory. Perhaps. . This man could be of use to Galand and Goldi. If he was on bad times and needed powerful allies, she could off that.
For a price, that is.
"Or we could kill this king and usurp the kingdom. Hm." That was also an option, but while it was one, it wasn't per say the most viable. She'd learned that if they were going to be going up against the super power that was the world government, they'd need to become stronger, both in mind and body. Currently they'd been four manning a lot of things, so a new recruit might be actually right up their alley.
Thoughts ran and legs moved, her next step was to find this king to have a chat with him.
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2018 10:51 pm
The woman seemed to emit some kind of aura to lower the temperature around herself, not that it bothered Sol since he was actually fond of cold weather. Her answer, however, was what he actually cared about. She confirmed that there were three indeed. Counting the one she killed, only two remained. To her question regarding their status as rebels, he gave a quick nod. "Yes. Of the worst kind!" he commented as if he implied that there was a good kind of rebel. When she turned to leave and waved, he replied in kind. "Have a safe trip." he said out loud while thinking that she was a kind lady. Because he heard gunshots, however, he returned his focus to the inn from where the kind lady came.
Against his disliking towards closed spaces, he flew into the inn while reverting to his harmless sun form in order to not burn down the building. When he arrived at the second floor, what he saw was rather anticlimactic. The elderly couple shot the two trespassers to death. With the two being former officers of the kingdom's army, it was no wonder that even after so many years of retirement they could get rid of two small fries. All that was left was for Sol to return to Lorencia as fast as possible.
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Back in Lorencia, Maximilian had just finished reaping the souls of the rebels and pirates who aided them. Only the prisoners who did not resist were spared. Tristan's memories were not enough for him to find out where Hark was but, for sure, he knew that he took part in the invasion. Being unaffiliated to the World Government, the kingdom lacked proper access to more seastone items. So keeping ability users like Hark and his daughter in prison was extremely difficult. In fact, Hark's daughter was held in the only jail that could contain her powers. However, that did not make it impossible for someone to release her from the outside.
When Maximilian arrived at the underground prison with the few prisoners who survived, to return them to their cells, he saw the extent of the damage caused to release the prisoners. Luckily the locksmith was able to fix most of them quickly. With the exception of the highest security ones. The locks were sturdier so the damage to the doors was much greater. And that included the sole seastone cell. The parts that were not made of seastone were completely destroyed. The girl, obviously, was nowhere to be seen. And there was a tunnel on the steel wall right outside the cell, that was probably used to escape while the rebels distracted Maximilian. Frustration. What he felt could not be described as anything else. Perhaps anger. His hand struck the steel wall where a hole has been opened. The soldiers beside him, anthropomorphic soldiers made with fragments of the souls of rebels, shivered in fear.
At the moment he couldn't do much aside from inserting a fragment into the soil to mold it and close the hole beyond the steel wall, before retrieving the fragment. Leaving the steel for the blacksmith to fix. With that, the rebellion came to an end. Once dawn arrived, Lorencia would meet a new day as if nothing had happened. Or as if one thing had happened, as new soldiers, wearing the armor of Lorencia's Army, with a blue lion engraved on the torso. However, they were not humans. Birds, squirrels, dogs, cats and even ants, all sorts of animals and insects that could be found in a city, with a humanoid form. They were the new soldiers of Lorencia. Lesser incarnations made with fragments of the rebels' souls.
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2018 7:26 pm
As the new day would begin, the commerce of Lorencia would resume it's activities. Not on the level of a flourishing kingdom but the people were able to get by. Even if there was a fundamental lack of foreign products due to the obstruction of neighboring kingdoms, the natural resources of Lorencia were enough for the people to maintain their self-sufficiency. Even if the population was drastically reduced. However, there was a long way to go until the kingdom was restored. Maximilian, who could not sleep at all last night, made sure to send urgent orders for the shipwrights to build two ships. One for cargo and another for passengers, to once again attempt to import goods from the West Blue. And he would make sure that both ships would be heavily armed to stop attacks from pirates hired by his enemies. Even so, that was not enough. Even if now he had an army to defend his kingdom with, there was a need to improve the condition of said kingdom and bring back the people who left. And a good way he could use to do that was to, against the expectations of the World Government, improve the popularity of Lorencia. Sitting in his office at the third floor of the royal palace, he stared at the blank letter he had yet to write. An announcement would be made in the meantime, allowing everyone in the kingdom to know that the king was summoning everyone and anyone who considered him or herself capable enough to assist in the recovery of Lorencia. Not necessarily in combat but in economy, strategy, arts, teaching, anything that could prove useful in the rebirth of the nation he ruled.
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