| Age of Enlightenment: A Prelude to Airez & Terios; For everyone willing | |
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| Shadow Scorn | May 6 2008, 04:14 PM Post #1 |
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How's it going everybody? Shadow here introducing a new topic about two of my favorite characters. This topic will answer some important questions, especially to Senel and Blaze. Like why did Terios join the Checker knights? Airez was around before the initial RP but what did he do? And why am i making this side story? I'll answer this one: Because I want to go more in depth into the times when my charas were ebil ^^ And of course let my imagination go crazy! Well I hope you're all lookin forward to these two's stories! Welcome to the Dark Ages ^^ |
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| Shadow Scorn | May 6 2008, 05:02 PM Post #2 |
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~A few familiar faces~ ~Triet Desert, Efreet's ruins. -21 AS(21 years before Solstice is killed)~ "*huff, huff, huff*" A man with long red hair breathed. His hair was uncombed and curly thanks to the desert heat. He was once called Asch fon Fabre but now Solstice had resurrected the long dead man. How he did this, no one but the god knows. Asch stepped on a glyph. "Legretta! What is your status?" He said into his headset with his trademark annoyed tone. "Hot! And I don't mean by just the tempature!" Legretta's fonic pistols could be heard clacking. "Efreet managed to take down Largo and Arietta. I can't hold out for much-" Static is heard. Asch's brows curved into a sharp V. "Dammit! We have to capture this spirit!" The glyph finally began it's descent. Asch landed just in time to see Efreet execute his flames of destruction attack on Legretta. Now the woman was knocked unconscious. "Let's see how you like this!" Asch jumped up, his armor clanking at the movement. "Take this! RENDING SABER!" The sword struck into the spirit's forehead. A bright flash of light enveloped the room. Efreet fell. Asch swung his blade in many fast arcs. "I did this by myself....Efreet was weak...My comrades must have been too." He activated his headset. "Dist! Get one of your pieces of junk in here and carry this summon spirit up. And a few heal bots too, the others got hurt pretty badly." "Grrr! Why must everyone make fun of my walking art?!" Dist complained. "Because they suck." Asch clicked his communicator off. "You're as harsh as ever I see, Bloody." Sync the Tempest said coming into the room. "Where the hell have you been?" Sync crossed his arms. "I was holding off some monsters. If I didn't the others would've fallen much faster." Asch closed his eyes and nodded. "Good enough. Put a temporary fon slot seal on Efreet. We don't want him killing us while your back's are turned." The Tempest cracked his knuckles as his fists began to glow black. "With pleasure . . ." |
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| Shadow Scorn | May 6 2008, 06:40 PM Post #3 |
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~Laboratory, -21 AS~ Efreet was now trapped inside a testube. The spirit had no strength to get out . . . Asch the Bloody smirked at his weakness. All of the other God-Generals were present in the lab. "You do know what you are doing, correct Dist?" Solstice God of Darklihgt asked in an intimidating voice. Dist pushed up his glasses. "Why of course master. Who is the beautiful one and genuis here?" ". . . . . . . . . ." Was everyone's response. "Fine then! Don't answer me!" Dist punched some buttons on a key board. "Are you read Master Solstice?" The god nodded. Solstice stepped into a test tube adjacent to Efreet's. It closed and smoke surrounded them both. Looking back, Asch has spent his entire life serving Solstice. Solstice decided that such valiant warriors should have another chance to fight. But the god feared they would go back to their past life, settling scores, finishing what their past master started and so on. It would be quite bothersome to persuade them to join. So, he revived them and wiped their memory. A third test tube slowly descended from the ceiling. Solstice walked out of his test tube and looked with Dist on a computer screen. "Does my human frame work?" Solstice asked. The Rose typed on the keyboard, a worried look plastered on his face. "Phew...Yes it does, master. Our replica of Efreet will have the body of a human. But he'll also have the power of fire at his fingertips!" Dist blinked a few times at the screen. "What is it?" "Intriguing . . . With this replica he can live as long as the summon spirit does! He will never die of old age! My god, we must make other replicas similar to this immediately! I-" Solstice crouched, in pain. "No....That took too much out of me. If we do that again I could die. And I don't want that!" Solstice smacked Dist across the head. He yelped but said nothing. "Largo . . . open that tube." The black Lion walked over and pulled the door off. A well built male fell on his fours. This male had spiky blue hair and eyes greener than emeralds. He looked worried as he gazed upon the giant man. For sure, Largo was NOT the first thing you wanted to see when you were born. "Replica number 82156-92, come with me." Sync said going up to him. Solstice struggled to walk over to his half replica. "Sync, do not call him by that rubbish." The god of Carleon examined Airez's features. He had a special energy flowing around him. Like he was a god just like Solstice. Solstice grinned. "He is no longer called by that number. His name is . . . Airez." The leader turned to the Generals. "Let this day be remembered!" He blinked seeing Arietta blushing. Legretta was too but not as obvious. "You two! What's going on?" Legretta covered Arietta's eyes. "Oh you know, master. Women usually blush when we see a man naked . . ." She said covering her own eyes from Airez. |
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| Shadow Scorn | May 6 2008, 08:09 PM Post #4 |
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~Training Day~ ~Solstice Training Grounds, -21 AS~ 'Why are replica's so damn good at swordplay!?' Asch asked himself blocking another attack from Airez. The young replica had now learned basic speech and is now learning combat skills. A fireball shot out of Airez's palm and hit Asch in the stomach. "Brimstone Tempest!" Largo shouted, coming from behind Airez. He swiftly dodged the slow man's attacks. By now Airez no longer feared the larger man. "You slow!" the replica shouted, his voice a little on the cracky side. Airez attacked Largo with a sword rain, but struggled to form the words. Now Legretta entered the fray, firing at the man. Airez jumped on top of Largo's head and shot out more fireballs at her bullets. Legretta stopped fearing she would kill her fellow soldier. "Grah! Clever little brat!" Largo said trying to slice his opponents head off. After a few minutes, the three were in a crouch. Airez was a handfull for them. "You weaklings! Let me handle this!" Dist said calling his Kaiser Dist to fight Airez. The man sheathed his sword and put away his shield. "Why bother?" Airez asked Dist. "Grrrr! I'm being mocked by my own experiment! Die-" Dist gasped as his bot was melted before his eyes. "My gorgeous Kaiser dist! Nooo!!" Being out of character, Asch smiled VERY faintly. "Well the guy's got speed and energy to go with it." Legretta commented. "I'm glad you admire his powers." Solstice siad entering the grounds. "Because he will lead you all soon enough." |
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| Shadow Scorn | May 8 2008, 07:37 PM Post #5 |
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~Palmacosta, -21 AS~ ~First steps outside, Part 1~ There was so much for Airez to absorb. This was his first time outside of the Lab he was born in. And all this commotion scared him. Airez held onto the reins of he and Asch's horses. This was so different from the quiet, calm, orderly lab. Around him, voices were raised in anger or amusement, calling to one another, insulting one another, laughing with one another. And all the people in the Palmacosta harbor didn't have the courtesy of talking slowly so Airez could understand! By now he had learned the native tongue but he really couldn't say it at a "normal" pace. Asch was off busy paying for the trip into the port. Asch always was one hard to communicate with. Quite literally. Airez was wearing his usual tight white shirt decorated with his many medals scattered across the front of the cloth. He also wore his brown short pants, with his black belt across his waist. On his belt lay a string of blue beads wrapped around it. Airez believed they gave him luck and never went anywhere without them. Now someone was tugging on the beads. Airez turned around startled by this. He saw an old crone, bent and withered, smiling at him. With this she showed her toothless gums. The old woman held out her hand to him, Airez knew she was a beggar. She probably asked for money, but she was talking so fast he couldn't catch the words. Knowing he had no money he shrugged. Her smile turned into a scowl and spat a curse at him, wobbling away. Airez shurgged, wishing he could learn to understand words being spoken better. A peal of laughter now distracted him, he turned to see a trio of young girls, perhaps a year younger than what his body appeared to be. He gathered they were laughing at the exchange between him and the old woman. His body appeared to be 20 but he still easily had the mind of a child. He gaped. He couldn't help himself. The girls, all of them extremely attractive were dressed in outfits that could only be described as excessively skimpy(Dun get too excited guys :P). One wore a skirt so short that it ended up well above her knees. Now the girls gestured at him, aping his openmouthed stare. Hastily, he snapped his mouth shut and they laughed all the louder. One of them called something to him, beckoning him. Airez couldn't understand a word she said and feeling ignorant and foreign, he realized his cheeks were flushing deep red. All of which set the girls to laughing even louder. They raised their hands to their own cheeks, mimicking his blushing and chattering to one another in a tongue so fast Airez sadly could not understand. "You seem to be making friends already," Asch said behind him and Ariez turned away from the girls to his comrade. Airez put a thumb over his shoulder, pointing to the girls. "What . . ." Airez paused searching for the words. "They talking about?" Asch assumed his angry expression that Airez was beginning to know so well. "Perhaps its better that you don't know." He responded at a slow pace. This angered the god general, having to speak to him like a baby! And those women . . . Airez had an attractive body of a 20 year old but he had the mind of a child! Who knows what he might immaturely do. Asch grabbed a rein from his hand and mounted his horse. Airez followed suit, swinging easily into the saddle. The movement drew an admiring chorus from the girls. This time, however, redness did not invade the replica's cheeks. He flashed a shining grin and wheeled his horse back onto its hind legs. Airez now was in a pose of showing off, this made the girls cheer louder. Now he rushed on out of the harbor to the gate outside. "There's nothing more I hate than a ladies man!" Asch whispered to himself chasing after the young replica. |
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| Shadow Scorn | May 9 2008, 03:51 PM Post #6 |
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~First Steps outside, part 2~ By now the red headed man had caught off to Airez. Asch gave him a good scolding and they were on their way. It had been a good hour after they left the port city. They went down the path, breathing in the fresh Sylvarant air as they galloped at a slow pace. "Asch," Airez began in a confident voice. The man blinked noticing he had no trouble speaking. "Those girls we saw at the harbor . . . They had very short skirts." Asch raised an eyesbrow. "Yes?" He asked not knowing where the conversation was leading. "Is it normal for them to wear such short clothing? I mean, I've never seen anything like it." Asch nodded knowing a good answer. "I guess it would be easier if you ran with a short skirt rather than a long skirt, right?" Airez looked up at the sky. "So I could run faster if I put on a skirt like their's?" Asch sighed hopelessly. "No it would just make you look stupid. And why do you think they need such small attire? Well, I've heard that girls over here take the job of couriers." "Couriers?" "Yes, they carry urgent messages from person to person, in a town or city. Hm...They'd need to travel fast during these times." Asch closed his eyes. "Why? What's going on?" "There really is no stable government here. So, warlords fight among themselves in this country. We've come here to kill one." Airez gasped in his saddle. "What? You sound surprised, you've known about this before we went on the boat to get here." Asch said containing his anger. Solstice had told him to keep his temper down for the replica. "But who are we killing?" Asch turned in his saddle to the man. "A warlord and his son, Koran. Mainly the son since the father is too old to fight." |
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| Shadow Scorn | May 10 2008, 01:46 PM Post #7 |
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~First Impressions, First Flames~ ~Unidentified Village, -21 AS~ Airez checked his arms and armor. The man was now wearing a full black colored plate body, gauntlets and armor. Along with a helmet. Airez also wore a Solstice cloak, a big sun in the middle of it. It was dusk now, the sun a strange red color as it slowly fell behind the horizon. A few minutes passed and the sun went down. Airez motioned some of his men to follow him. They wore strange helmets and called themselves Desians. These Desians were followers of a man called Dhaku, who was jointly working with Solstice on this mission. Airez had never met the man but Dhaku proposed the idea of making Airez. Under the blanket of twilight they moved. When they came to the Sado's home, Airez put his back up against the wall. He put his right hand on his sword, ready to draw it. His white shield was already on his left arm, giving exposing him in the darkness. He had to move quickly if he was not to be seen. "Go!" Airez whispered, his tattoo's of the sun on his palms glowing. He let out a wave of fire on the house, it was now a flame. The Desian squardon busted down the door and ran in. Airez stood back and watched his men rush in. On a level above them, he saw Mrs. Sado take up a bow and pull back her bowstring. The wench meant to shoot his men down! Airez's tattoo's glowed as he directed them to the woman. She exploded in a ball of flame. "Mommy, NO!!" Koran screamed. Airez, judging by the tone of voice, guessed he was about 7 years old. "Back you demon get out of this village." Koran's father was wielding a broadsword and chopped down any of Dhaku's minions who dared to challenge him. Burning timbers fell from the ceiling as the combat raged. Suddenly all the men stopped and parted. Heels clicking on the ground, Airez walked forward. The replica looked down at the seven year old child. How could he possibly kill such an innocent child? "My lord has requested that your son be brought for testing." Airez said coldly, not having the heart to kill the child. Airez reached his hand out to grab the child, flames coming out. Thats when Koran's father jumped on him. Airez tumbled, his hand accidently grabbing Koran's forehead. The boy let out a scream of pain. "Koran, run!" His father called out. Koran started to get up, when suddenly, his father fell over, Airez on top of him. His helmet was thrown to the ground to reveal someone who Koran didn't recognize at the time. Twenty years from now, Koran and Airez would meet again. "In the name of Solstice I'm going to kill you old man!" The replica said, preparing to throw a giant fireball, when a falling timber hit him on the head. He was out cold . . . ~A week Later~ "Aye, Bub! We got ourselves some vistors!" A drunk Gore rider spoke. Gore Riders were a large band of bandits who roam from the land to lunder. They occasionaly serve as mercenaries. "Ask who it is." Bub replied. "Ay'! Who comes before the Gore Riders?!" The rider asked through a large wooden door. "A friend who wishes to trade. I have many wares I wish to show you." Being a drunk, he let him in without another word. A boy of about 17 entered, he had pale green eyes and spiky pale green hair. The boy did not have on his usual bird mask. Sync bowed to the gatekeepers. "Thank you. Your clan will not regret letting me inside your fort." Sync said in his Ion voice. From what he knew, the Gore riders were never interested in being religious, so it was safe to use this reassuring voice. They nodded and pointed to the meeting room. Sync calmly walked into the murky cave. It reeked of old leather cloth, and the Rider's personal hygiene didn't help either. Sync cursed, wishing to bring his mask just to cover up the stench. The leaders in the room all looked up at the boy. "Please, gentleman. I come here to talk of trade while you're in town." For about an hour Sync converesed with the leaders. The riders were quite cheerful after they had a few drinks. Sync had to remember thanking Arietta of spiking their supply of wine. Of course he didn't dare take a sip of the red liquid. Sync cleared his throat and stood up. "Friends! I am aware you're holding a small child. About the age of 7 . . ." "What about lil' Koran?" One of them dumbly asked outloud. The green haired boy smirked. "We'd like to take him . . . home. Hand him over." Sync said, changing his voice back to his own. "Well aren't we cocky? So you want the boy, eh? Well yer not touchin him!" One of the leaders said burping after saying this. "Thats the best thing you said all day!" A headset suddenly extended out of Sync's ear. "Commence the operation! NOW!" A wave of fire suddenly blew through the main gate, killing the two watchmen. Airez and Asch walked in, weapons drawn. One level above the meeting room, a rider was kicked into the wall, dead. Legretta walked slowly out of hiding and aimed her pistols at the leaders below. She began to fire down at the men, their axes drawn and taking cover. One rider threw his axe at the woman. She bent her head slightly to one side. "Too Slow!" Legretta yelled, unknowingly echoing the words she said so long ago. She killed the man. "AKASHIC TORMENT!" Sync shouted hitting the riders who came near him, and killing them in an instant. Meanwhile, Airez and Asch stopped any Gore riders who tried to leave through the front gate. "Big guy? How are holding up?" Airez asked into his headset. "I'm fine. These riders aren't that much harder when they're mounted." Largo responded. "Yeah for you!" The Black lion laughed at the replica's comment. "They have quite the rainbow of mounts! I'm fighting lizards and the ugliest rappigs you've ever seen!" Largo grabbed onto the tusks of a charging rappig. He hurled it into a wall and sliced its belly with his sycthe. "You, Arietta?" "I'm fine Airez, thanks for asking." The girl responded. "I'm still sitting here on the hill. If any riders try to escape it'll be hard NOT for me to see them. If they do, I'll ride them down on my liger. I hope this is good for you Airez." Arietta said. "It's Perfect." Airez changed the headset's channel. "(Oh god) Dist? What about you?" A disturbing and crazed laugh was heard. "It's a natural heavy weight championship down here! Me and Largo are having a blast! HAHAHA!" Airez rolled his eyes. Unknowingly to all seven of them Koran Sado would not be found in this fort. He was off with other riders. They wouldn't be back for another month. Edited by Shadow Scorn, May 10 2008, 06:54 PM.
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| Shadow Scorn | May 10 2008, 07:49 PM Post #8 |
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~Two Blues, Water and Fire~ ~Palace Solstice, -20 AS~ Solstice sighed again. A week or so has passed since the attack on the Gore Rider fortress. After they failed attack, Solstice sent his seven servants out to find Koran Sado. He had a strange mark Solstice placed upon him. It would give the boy magnificent power. But it was to no avail. It was like trying to find a needle in a constantly moving hay stack. There were just too many Gore rider clans moving about. The god abandoned the mission, turning to another more direct matter. An uprising. Another god dared to rise against him . . . ~The Legacy, Ruins of Frozen Light~ A scared scream was heard when Airez stabbed a soldier. They all look the same, Airez thought killing the Ferines. He dropped to the floor of what appeared to be light. Dashing he ran up a flight of stairs. He entered a room with a strange sphere of water in it. Red stone vein-like structures came out of it. The Ferines turned, startled to see the blue haired man. "Trying to fire the Nerifes Cannon, are we?" The Solstice servant asked raising his sword. "We have something much more threatening planned." The water sphere began to ripple violently. "Come our god of water! Show this man your power!" A tentacle slapped the man into the wall, killing him. The other tendrils grabbed the other Ferines and suffocated them in a cloak of water. "Wh-what the!?" Airez raised his shield to defend against a whip attack. Strange colored water slowly dripped out of the sphere. "God of Destruction, I am." The water formed into what looked like a hybrid of a dragon and a shark. "Sorry. Only my father has the title of god!" Airez charged the creature. He stabbed its green eyes but his sword stuck inside the liquid. "Fear me for I am a demon of water!" Airez smirked. "Lets see who wins! The demon of water or me! The demon of fire!" Fire erupted out of his blade. The water instantly let go of his sword. "Come on ya big drip! Just try me!" "You must not have gotten the memo! I am Kroz! Ancient God of Destruction and Water!" The replica laughed softly sheathing his sword. "I'd look behind you if I were you-" "GUARDIAN FROST!" Asch yelled stabbing the Vorpal into the ground. The stalagmites of ice stabbed Kroz, freezing him. The young Fabre tossed Flamberge to Airez. "Sorry, Kroz boy. I like to play unfairly." Airez stabbed the god, shattering him into many pieces. The pieces quickly dripped into the floor. "Dammit he got away!" Asch said running up to where Kroz left. "If he wants to come at us again, we'll give him the taste of the Eternal Sword..." With that the duo left the ruins. Kroz, knowing he was too weak after that encounter fused himself with a Ferines' bloodstream, waiting for this being's child and flow into the baby. For hundreds of years he has done this, getting more and more anxious to return to the outside world with each generation. The time finally came when a boy awakened his ancient blood. Will the current wielders of the Eternal Sword quell this beast? None will know... |
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| Shadow Scorn | May 16 2008, 06:59 PM Post #9 |
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~Rugnica Plains, -20 AS~ Airez held tightly to the liger's mane. He kept his left hand on the mane as he reached down and drew his sword as the liger gained speed. Airez held it above his head. The replica was traveling through a patch of woods, in pursuit. "Here he comes!" A giant shadow covered the small gathering of trees. A giant roar rumbled across the plains. Airez looked up to see bronze colored dragon scales covering his view of the sky. Omni howled his annoyance. "Annoying lizard! Fall before my might!" Dist shouted his Kaiser bot attacking the dragon. His robot was like a small child's toy compared to the father of all dragons. A beam of darkness bellowed from his mouth, hitting the flying bot. It disenegrated within an instant. "NOOO!!!!" Dist shouted in his communicator. Airez gritted his teeth at the shouting. "Airez! You and Omni are coming up to a hill!" Arietta informed. He now saw the pimple of land. Now Airez rode faster, getting closer to the dragon. Balancing on his liger mount, Airez stood up. The tattoo's on his palms glowed as he made them face downward. A burst of fire made him fly up and grab hold to Omni. The beast took no notice to the small blue haired man. An airship flew down from the clouds and started to fire down on Omni. The attacks did nothing but annoy him. Arietta flew onto the dragon with one of her griffons. "Airez!" She shouted throwing down a rope. He grinned and took the rope, slowly climbing up. "Thank you Ari!" Airez said to her, using the nickname he gave her. "Right! Lets go!" The two ran up Omni's back to his head. The wind resistance was intense as the dragon took evasive actions. Twisting, turning. "Ahhh!" Arietta slipped and almost fell off if it wasn't for Airez grabbing onto her hand at the last minute. Airez grinned and winked at her. She nodded, knowing the signal. "Well here we go!" the replica threw her up towards Omni's head. A glyph floated underneath her. "BIG BANG!!!" Arietta shouted. The explosion hit his head. With a colossal roar, he decreased altitude. Omni moved his scales, like he had goosbumps. His scales sprung up sending both Arietta and Airez into the air. Omni turned his body around so that the two would land on his soft underbelly. Omni stared down at them and attacked. He attacked with his massive claws and fangs. They were hard to dodge and Arietta fell quickly. Airez whislted for a griffon to carry her away. "Damn! This is....tough!" Fire started to coat his skin. Airez backflipped into the air, floating in front of Omni's face. "HELL PYRE!!!" A barrage of fireballs hit the dragon in the head. "Not done!" Airez stabbed him in the forehead. "Hell pyre Bind!" A pillar of flames surounded Airez as the attack hit. Omni now fell to the plain floor, defeated. Airez jumped off him. Dist floated down on his chair, examining the giant lizard. "Excellent work Commander. If this reptile was allowed to live, he would create more dragons. They would be quite the troubling rebellion against Master Solstice. Now here comes the hard part." Airez and Dist sweat dropped. "How are we suppose to take him back to the lab?" They both said in unison. "Oh Largo! We got something for ya, big guy!" Airez said, grinning. |
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| Shadow Scorn | May 17 2008, 12:57 PM Post #10 |
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(Okay I originally wanted this is in chronolgical order but I want to post the stuff about Terios before I forget about it >.< I'll cleary state which character I'm telling about.) ~Terios~ The 250 year old angelus walked through the streets, casually. A pleasant smile fixed upon his face. Terios had allowed his hair to grow out a little longer, covering his entire ear rather than stopping at the lobe, it still retained its black with blue streaks hair color. He still wore his old white tank top, torn down the middle to expose some of his chest. A black vest was on top of his tank top, he prefers not to zip his vest up. Terios' emerald eyes scanned the town. The port city of Korstave was a bustling place to be in. An ocean of people were moving through the market place. People of many colors, races, characteristics, the list never ends. Terios could just stand there and watch this sea of people move to their destinations. But he had no time for this. A faint whistle was heard. You could only hear it if you were focused on actaully listening to it. The signal, Terios thought. Terios made his way through the mass of people, cheerfully grinning to the women who looked upon his exposed chest. Eventually, he came upon a mansion made of white marble. Terios walked through the garden in order to get to the entrance. Whistling the entire way. When he came upon the massive doors that streched far above his head he knocked. Terios blinked when he heard his knock echo into the house. Finally, the door opened. Terios glanced around to see who answered it. He saw no one. "Oh!" He laughed seeing the small child who answered the door. "What do you want here?" The half elf boy asked. He was in rags. A slave. Terios crouched to meet with the boy's eyes. "Hey, kid. Could you show me the owner of this house?" "Whelp, don't just let him in!" A man said coming down the stairs. The human walked down the stairs and pushed the boy away, with a glare that easily said: "I'll deal with you later, boy." Terios stood up. "Could you please escort me to the owner?" He asked again. The man shook his head. "I am sorry but master Joseph will not see any visitors the entire week. Have a good day," The butler closed the door in Terios' face. ~Later that night~ Terios quietly crept through the garden. It was a little after midnight, he chose this time so no one would awake or waking up. He crouched in a slow walk, mimicking the stealh moves his uncle had taught him. Shinta was actually useful from time to time, Terios thought jokingly. He also timed his movements from cover to cover with the wind. Guards were less likely to hear you when the wind was whistling. But there was a price to pay: If the wind was moving too fast it could move tree limbs, disrupting the shadows of cover. Terios made sure to put himself in the center of his covers' shadow so it would be less likely to be spotted. One of Joseph's guards grumbled, being awakened by something. He scanned the nearby bushes. He stared intently at a bush where he heard something. Terios held his breath, panicking. Believe you are not seen and you shall not be seen. Shinta's voice echoed in his head. Terios took a deep breath, quietly. after a few seconds, the guard resumed his snoring. The angelus grinned, moving to another patch of cover. Now he came upon the house and opened a window. It squeaked as he slid it up. Qucikly, Terios made his way to the nobleman's treasure chamber. A guard walked into the room and found a window opened, letting in the cold night draft. "Now that's odd..." Terios walked into the treasury. There were no guards inside the room, Terios gathered Joseph figured no one could sneak through the guards outside and inside to get to this room. His green eyes landed on a statue of an angelus sitting upon a pedestal. He walked up to it. '100 gald says a giant boulder will fall from the ceiling and start chsaing me...' Terios grabbed the statue of Spiritua. He waited a few moments. Nothing happened. Terios grinned walking out of the room, only to have two guards grab him by the shoulders. "Looks like someone let a draft in..." Joseph, the portly nobleman stated walking in front of Terios. "Well if it isn't the wanted thief, Terios Fang Raine! Why thank you for turning yourself in. Now..." Joseph grabbed the Spiritua stature from his grasp. "This belongs to me." "It belongs to the Church of Martel!" Terios said now struggling to get free. But to no avail. "Lets turn you in to the authorities. I can't wait to be payed handsomely..." "HI-YA!!!" A heel hit Joseph in the forehead, knocking him to the ground. "One more move and you get shot." Reis said, holding her emerald flute like a gun. The aristocrat shook with fear, thinking it was a real gun. Reis now placed her boot on the base of his neck. "OUTBURST!" A wave of seventh fonons hit the guards holding Terios. They were knocked out but not dead. Reis stuck out her tongue plafully at her husband. "You got the line wrong! Its: "It belongs in a museum!" She grinned slightly. Terios sighed. "I think I've finally rubbed off on you a little TOO much....." Reis lifted her foot off of the aristocrat's neck. Terios grabbed the man and pulled him up, none too gently. "Now there's nothing more than I hate than rich bastards who are bullies. ESPECIALLY when they have freaking slaves! You're suppose to help the needy with your wealth, not steal priceless items to add to your trove!" Terios knocked Joseph out and slung him over his shoulder. The pair walked out of the manor. Reis smiled with the Spiritua stature in her hand. "Alright, Terios. You said whoever walks out of the manor with the statue in their hands wins the bet! And I won!" "Okay, you can name your bet later, come lets tie this guy up and leave him in front of the Korstave police station." Reis eyed his chest. "And zip up your vest! As much as I love seeing your chest, it's not proper." Terios sighed saying: "Yes dear." They left a note saying to investigate his manor of stolen goods. In the dark of night, the married couple started their trip to return the statue . . . A few days later, Joseph was sent to jail for stealing and illegally holding slaves. The slaves were set free soon after. Edited by Shadow Scorn, May 17 2008, 01:00 PM.
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1:59 PM Jul 11