On a relatively cool morning in the peaceful nation of Canis Majoris, the nation was bustling like normal. People were mining in the various mines in the northern region, some people were training to join the military, some people were busy procrastinating along the rivers. Children were playing, birds were singing, and adults were adulting. It seemed like a perfect day for those who were blissfully unaware of the dark clouds looming overhead. Earlier that morning, King Serentias IV had sent out letters to several warriors for assistance in a strange problem. Something that not even the smartest of philosophers had predicted. The Dark Sorcerer Bhhullitu has returned to the plane of the living. The very witch that developed the most powerful magic known to the nation; darkness. The magic that was powerful, that King Serentias II had actually outlawed it out of fear.
Getting the letter, the young mercenary Roy set off from Thelladhil towards the capital city of Camor. Roy was always up for an adventure and this was no different. The pay was nice, really nice. The 75,000 Axlias would have him set for several generations. Excited for another adventure and to be richer beyond his wildest dreams while taking on a potentially life-risking job was just too much for the redheaded mercenary to pass up. According to the letter, several other mercenaries had also been hired. He generally preferred to work on his own, but Roy would put up with others if he needed. Roy wasn't thrilled, but he figured if the Dark Sorcerer was as powerful as the rumors stated, Roy would need as much help as he could get. Roy was just a few hours from Camor now, currently passing through the coastal city of Chiford to pick up a few supplies before making the rest of the way. Like usual, Chiford was bustling with tourists and the smell of freshly fished fish drifted along the wind. To Roy, that was a unusually pleasing smell.
Getting the letter, the young mercenary Roy set off from Thelladhil towards the capital city of Camor. Roy was always up for an adventure and this was no different. The pay was nice, really nice. The 75,000 Axlias would have him set for several generations. Excited for another adventure and to be richer beyond his wildest dreams while taking on a potentially life-risking job was just too much for the redheaded mercenary to pass up. According to the letter, several other mercenaries had also been hired. He generally preferred to work on his own, but Roy would put up with others if he needed. Roy wasn't thrilled, but he figured if the Dark Sorcerer was as powerful as the rumors stated, Roy would need as much help as he could get. Roy was just a few hours from Camor now, currently passing through the coastal city of Chiford to pick up a few supplies before making the rest of the way. Like usual, Chiford was bustling with tourists and the smell of freshly fished fish drifted along the wind. To Roy, that was a unusually pleasing smell.
Being the distracted warrior Roy was, he decided to take a stop at a nearby food stand. He was hungry, like usual and always enjoyed some fish. Ordering himself a nice platter of fried catfish, Roy went over to find a table. Despite his tuned senses, he hadn't even noticed the person following him, though that could be because of the hundreds of people walking around the area as well. His violet armor shined softly under the sun, his sword rested on his back. When his fish arrived at his table, his face lit up like you just handed him a million Axilas.
Shrugging, Roy simply nodded. While he loved food, he certainly couldn't eat all of this on his own. He split it in half, offering the newcomer the other half. "Are you to the town?" He asked in a calm, rather emotionless tone. He had to eat quickly, so he really didn't know why he was wasting time with some conversation.
Studying the letter for a moment, Roy nodded. "Yeah, we do. I'm actually heading out towards Camor to meet with the king. I presume you are, too?" He asked, having finished his own half of the fish. "The reward and the chance to meet an ancient sorcerer seems nice... I really look forward to completing this job."
Sighing, Roy turned to the kid approaching. Oh, boy... I suppose another friend will be alright... "I don't have a problem with it, but there's a high risk you'll get killed along the way, I hope you're aware of what kind of power the Dark Sorcerer contains." He warned the girl, "I'd rather not drag you to your death."
Sighing, Roy called out to her. "It's alright, we're not mad. It was just a bit surprising. You're more than welcome to join us." He assured her, having finished up his meal. "Having an ally that could help heal would be a wonderful asset. Besides, there's no harm in having an extra hand..." He smiled at her warmly, no long as against being with a few people.
((Sorry I was away forever guys, when I went to camp we got flooded and had to stay two days extra.))