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1A Stroll [Private/Plot] Empty A Stroll [Private/Plot] 21/07/15, 07:38 pm

Adrastos Thanatos

Adrastos Thanatos
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With nothing planned, Adrastos Thanatos decided to take a walk through the streets of Reim. He wore storm grey and black garments, a combination that wasn't part of his normal appearance, a silver wand that was tucked in the belt, his usual black staff which he held in his right hand, and his long, silver hair was tied back into a ponytail, leaving some thick strands to frame his rather feminine face. Within one of the pockets of his loose attire though was a small black orb which he had received from Vladmir and Vincent, back when they were still alive and had yet to reach the Shrouded Isle.

He had been instructed to go to Kou to find an organization by the name of the Brotherhood of Ash, but only when he felt ready to have his ideals realized. However, ever since the young magician had returned, he did not feel ready, he did not feel as if he were strong enough. On the other hand, he had not done anything to better improve himself in preparation to travel to Kou. It was a stalemate of his own creation. With the death of his magic instructor, Adrastos was at a loss on what to do next, and with no knowledge about where his Fanalis instructor was, he could not learn the way of the sword. If the situation continued as it currently stood, Adrastos would find himself adrift with no sail, no wind, and no sense of direction or purpose. It had to change, and it had to change soon.

All of this was on his mind as he walked the streets of Reim, trying to figure out a way to best push him forward in life once again.
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2A Stroll [Private/Plot] Empty Re: A Stroll [Private/Plot] 23/07/15, 02:02 am

Solomon's Proxy

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Remano, the capital city of Reim, was the backbone of the Empire. It was home to the famous Colisseum where men fought to obtain glory and the admiration of the masses. Even the mighty Fanalis Corp's headquarters stood within the city's walls. Remano was also a major trade hub, luring merchants and tourists from across the world. With them, they brought goods and secrets from foreign nations.

As such an important city, it was no surprise that it was also home to a vast criminal enterprise. The Brotherhood of Ash was a worldwide organization, involved in many nefarious acts. They are rumored to maintain one of the largest black markets, supplying ambitious individuals with the means to enact their machinations. Recently, the Brotherhood has had an interest in acquiring magical artifacts and knowledge, forming a division tasked with researching the arcane arts, known as The Alchemists. Leveraging the Brotherhood's resources and vast network, The Alchemists was able to hire the most promising magicians to serve its cause. Magicians whose experiments were taboo in society, would find acceptance within its rosters.




A young boy who looked like they had yet to reach their fourteenth birthday, wandered through the streets of Remano, clutching a leather-bound book in one hand. Hearing the harsh cry of a raven, his head lifted to the sky, eyes squinting as he spotted the jet black bird spiraling down towards him. The raven perched on his outstretched hand and nibbled at his sleeve. A youthful laugh burst forth from the boy and he tittered at the raven. He continued walking down the street, smiling as he listened to the raven's raucous outburts.

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After traveling half a block, the raven suddenly vanished, appearing as an obsidian orb in the palm of the boy's hand. He started to pocket it, when he felt the sphere pulse. The orb would pulse when another Alchemist was close by. Quickly glancing around, he searched the crowd for one of his brothers. He noticed a magician with long, silver hair pulled back into a ponytail. He didn't recognize the man as someone that was part of the Reim operation, but The Alchemist's reach was vast. Tilting his head in curiosity, the boy approached the magician, wearing an innocent smile.

"Excuse me, brother. Where does the curious mind find refuge?" The boy spoke in a code that only a member of the Alchemists would know how to respond to. The Alchemists was a secretive group, keeping their knowledge and aims out of reach from any outsiders. It spoke to the boy's loyalty that he displayed such caution when approaching Adrastos. If the blue magician was observant, he would notice a patch on the boy collar.

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3A Stroll [Private/Plot] Empty Re: A Stroll [Private/Plot] 23/07/15, 11:23 pm

Adrastos Thanatos

Adrastos Thanatos
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Adrastos was beginning to enjoy his leisurely stroll before a pulse stopped him in his tracks. The pulse had come from the obsidian sphere he had always carried, but never before had the orb done anything since receiving it from the two men who died on the Shrouded Isle. The magician had no knowledge of why it would suddenly have a reaction, especially at a time like this. As he resumed his walk, his silver eyes searched the crowd without even knowing what they were looking for.

Soon enough, Adrastos was approached by a boy with short white hair and a book in his hand. Never before had he laid eyes on the child. He had an angelic expression upon his face, allowing him to pass as nothing more than any other youngling who consisted of pure innocence. However, on his collar there rested a familiar symbol: the tree surrounded by a magical circle. That's the same as what was on Vladmir and Vincent's gloves... Could he be... part of the same organization?

"Darkness. Cold, harsh, and unforgiving darkness," he replied with a chilly whispered tone. His silver eyes studied the boy carefully, swiftly. Who was this kid? Why was he here? And what connection did he have with the Brotherhood of Ash? Did he know Vladmir and Vincent? "Not somewhere many wish to go or even dare to go."


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4A Stroll [Private/Plot] Empty Re: A Stroll [Private/Plot] 24/07/15, 06:54 pm

Solomon's Proxy

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When Neo didn't return the correct call sign, the boy hesitated. Something was wrong. The magician carried one of the obsidian orbs, but he wasn't a member. For a brief second, the boy frowned, but it was quickly replaced by a grin that stretched from ear to ear. "I know others that linger in the dark. I can show you where you can find them too."

With a wave of his hand, the boy urged Neo to follow him. He would lead the silver-haired magician towards the outskirts of the city, waiting for them to get to a quiet street before stopping. He turned to Neo with an intense look in his eyes. "Who are you and how did you come to possess one of the stones?" Bloodlust radiated from the boy and his posture was combative. Somehow Neo had obtained an item he should not have and the boy intended to find out why. If the silver-hair magician refused to answer, then he would just have to be killed. The Alchemists had the means to extract secrets from the dead.

5A Stroll [Private/Plot] Empty Re: A Stroll [Private/Plot] 24/07/15, 09:52 pm

Adrastos Thanatos

Adrastos Thanatos
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After the boy had led Adrastos to a secluded street on the outskirts of Remano, his true colors appeared, revealing the boy to be bloodthirsty and threatening. The edge of the magician's mouth twitched as it fought off a smirk and gripped his staff tightly. The boy was on edge and for good reasons. How would he know about how he obtained the orb? The question the child had asked earlier had clearly been a test, one that the silver-haired man failed apparently. If Adrastos didn't want to end up dead, he'd have to answer the boy.

"I give everyone the name Neo Mortem. I received the orb awhile back, before landing on the Shrouded Isle that is now gone. It was given to me by a duo named Vladmir and Vincent who came from an organization called the Brotherhood of Ash. They even had the same symbols as the one on your collar, but located on their palms instead. All the information they gave me was to travel to Kou once I was ready and to use the orb to find them. Unfortunately, they died in front of my eyes, killed by golems and I managed to retrieve the wand which Vladmir carried at the time of his death."

Adrastos eyes the boy carefully, waiting for him to attack to he could respond appropriately. Whether the boy would believe him or not was unknown, and the worst thing that could happen would be his death, a situation the blue magician preferred to not deal with. Why did this have to happen now? Adrastos waited for the child's reaction to see what the next course of action would be best to take.


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6A Stroll [Private/Plot] Empty Re: A Stroll [Private/Plot] 27/07/15, 05:10 pm

Solomon's Proxy

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The child studied Neo carefully, searching the man for any falsehoods lingering behind his words. When it didn't seem like the man lied, the violent aura around the child faded, though he was still cautious. "So this Vincent and Vladmir were to be your sponsors?" The child appeared to think it over for a moment before he relaxed and an innocent smile stretched across his face. Neo's story made sense, it would explain why he had no knowledge of the Alchemist's call signs.

The child stuck out his hand, "Nice to meet you, Neo. My name is Vaughn. Follow me." Taking off with a burst of youthful energy, Vaughn led Neo to a small graveyard near the outskirts of town. In the center of the graveyard was a large stone monument, dedicated to some long gone hero of Remano. The child walked around the monument until he found what he was looking for, a loose stone brick. When he pressed his hand against the brick, part of the stone wall slid away, revealing a set of stairs that descended into darkness.

"Down here! Come on!" Without hesitation, Vaughn ran down the stairs and faded into the shadows. If Neo followed the child, about halfway down the stairs he would hear the scraping of stone as the hidden door slid back into place. At the bottom of the stairs, they would find themselves within a dimly lit hallway. Vaughn would gesture for Neo to wait while he took off around a corner.

A few minutes later, Vaughn returned with a tall, bald man at his side. The man had sickly pale skin, covered in liver spots that showed his age. The man's grey eyes bore into Neo's after taking a cursory glance at the silver-haired magician. "Vaughn said that you were a recruits of Vincent and Vladmir, is this true?" As he spoke, shadowy figures appeared behind the man to support him in case the stranger brought trouble.

The sickly man waited for Neo to respond before nodding slowly to himself. "Two dead brothers invite you to join our cause. A most convenient story." With a flick of his hand, the shadowy figures dispersed, returning to their duties. The man then gestured for Neo to follow, leading him to a large meeting room at the end of the hallway.

Taking a seat at the head of a long table, the man pointed to a chair nearby. "Neo, was it? We are a secret order, devoted to obtaining magical knowledge. You now know one of our hideouts. Valuable information to those who hunt us down. Normally, we wouldn't let you leave here alive without your sponsors here to vouch for you, but there in lies the problem. They are dead. So, I will have to trust your words as true." The look on the man's face made it obvious he was not one to trust easy.

"I will give you a chance. One." He raised a single knobby finger to stress his point. "We will have a series of tests to see if you have what it takes to join our ranks. I will have eyes on you at all times, to make sure you are not a spy. If we so much as think you have told someone, you will be killed. Is that clear?"

If Neo agreed then the man would stand up and walk to a picture hanging on a wall, with his fingers entwined behind his back. "Your first test will be to see your skills in action. You will have to convince the Fanalis Corp that a rumor is true. We will provide you some support, but the execution is all on you. We will send you the information when it is time. You are dismissed."

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7A Stroll [Private/Plot] Empty Re: A Stroll [Private/Plot] 28/07/15, 12:34 pm

Adrastos Thanatos

Adrastos Thanatos
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Vaughn, as the boy introduces himself as, changed his mood, at first hesitantly before it did a complete 180, after Adrastos had told him his little story. For a moment, Adrastos thought that Vaugn would think he was lying and was ready to attack first before the boy could even think about it first. It did come to such drastic measures though, and soon Vaughn was spirited once more as he led Adrastos to a place he had no idea of.

By the time they reached a dimly lit hallway that had been concealed through a secret passage in a monument, Vaughn told Adrastos to wait before swiftly running off. He's probably getting a superior. The young magician looked around the dimly lit hall, but could not see anyone else or discern the details of what exactly was down in this hidden path. A few minutes passed until Vaughn returned, followed by a rather feeble looking man and a few shadowy figures. The old man questioned him as he leaned back against the wall and folded his arms across his chest.

"Yeah, it's true. They died though, before they could really tell me anything." Adrastos watched as the figures left and the man spoke again. He understood why the old man didn't believe him. It would just make things a bit more difficult. The young magician followed the elder when he was given permission to, and was led to a meeting room where the two sat down.

The silver-haired man listened intently to the elders words, only nodding when it was needed. This man had very high trust issues indeed. Would be like me if I hadn't gotten so lax, thought Adrastos, but he has a greater reason to not trust others easily. A single chance would be given to the silver-haired magician so that he could prove himself. The conditions and expectations were understandable, leaving Adrastos to not question any of it. All he needed to do was agree to the terms. "Very clear," he answered.

Then, he was dismissed after receiving a tiny portion of information concerning his first test. As Adrastos walked away and back out onto the streets of Reim, he couldn't help but smile. Finally, something interesting to do.

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