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1Plaza of change(IO/CD) Empty Plaza of change(IO/CD) on 19/09/16, 09:34 am

D.Styx

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It was a warm day in the city of Reim, the streets were not as packed as usual, the coliseum sounded loudly through the town, this wasn't anything new the blood curdling cries, the strong armed warriors forced to battle for entertainment, Dante had seen this for far to long, he began to think otherwise of the Coliseum, his eyes met the palace of kings, it was a large tower like building that only held important meetings and such, Dante was never really a political man per say, however he did enjoy the thought of having power like the empire of Reim, however never had the chance to chase such power.

It was today, on a bright sunny day in Reim Dante would think of something most wouldn't 'Is it fate to be forced to fight all your life...' Dante thought coldly sitting on a bench examining the surroundings, it was quiet so not too hard to hear people coming up, however Dante didn't want someone he didn't know touching or talking to him, Dante had a type he wanted to talk to, more of a strong good willed person over someone who would use him for power.

His typical wardrobe was worn, a blue monk like outfit, it was fitted with red trim, typical for Fanalis and their love for everything red and crimson, his sword held to his waist, his D tier guantlets held on tightly to his hands and wrist, slightly going up his hand a few more inches, Dante was wearing his normal outfit as he would wait for someone interesting to appear.


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2Plaza of change(IO/CD) Empty Re: Plaza of change(IO/CD) on 19/09/16, 11:43 am

Sweat lined his brows, his entire body gleaming with the fluid of effort. He had wrapped a maroon headband around the top of his forehead to get his soaked hair from dripping into his eyes. Farid, topless, with an inky tribal mark on his chest, and just a pair of breeches, loose but tied several inches above his ankle. The pants were held up by a sash, the excess dangling from his hips. Every step clacking with wooden sandals, attached to his foot by black leather thongs.

He had just gotten out of the Colosseum unscathed but pushing himself to try and develop new techniques. An eventful day to say the least, but before he could retire he wanted to make one quick stop. Farid arrived at the entrance to the Palace of Kings. Still outside in a beautiful lounging area for the public building. There were even ponds, and small trees lining the area. Plenty of benches but a single person was occupying the miniature oasis.

Turning towards the palace one more, recalling his failure. His lack of preparedness would be the reason he'd have to return to Balbaad once more to make a true start at his plans. He was completely unable to truly start any negotiations with people of Reim, even illegally. However, he was able to recruit some talent from Reim. A lot of people from this country were willing to work and had a certain spark that resonated with him.

Now turning his attention back to the monk. Definitely a fist fighter as revealed by his brass gauntlets. Farid would take a stab at why the young monk would be sitting in front of the Palace of Kings, pensively.

"Yes, m'boy"


He lifted a foot onto the bench, letting his hands and forearms rest upon his knee as he leaned closer to the monk. "It is possible that you can become king of these lands." Farid had assumed a young boy who was a fist fighter that wasn't aspiring to be at the top of the Colosseum could only have his sights set on something better for himself. To be at the top of the country, the same style of lofty ambitions he himself was striving for.


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3Plaza of change(IO/CD) Empty Re: Plaza of change(IO/CD) on 19/09/16, 02:00 pm

D.Styx

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Dante's day would change as a man would come on scene. The man was a typical warrior without a doubt, his body chiseled with the weight of death trailing behind from what Dante felt from him, his eyes seemed to speak all the truth Dante needed to hear as the mans foot met the wooden bench Dante could make out a cliche tribal tattoo on the mans chest, typical Fanalis would get tribal tattoos as Dante would move to cross his arms as the man would begin to speak with words that Dante had to think about for a moment.

"You can become a king"

like normal a grin would grow over Dante's face as his right hand would slowly move, the pace would be one noticeably slow, this would be to show the peace set in the air, Dante's hand would be set on the other fanalis's shoulder as Dante would speak "Tell me now Sir, are you someone who dreams of controlling a country for the power? I only assume, because your eyes tell me you just want to gain people for it....Or...." Dante would say with a cold grin.

"Do you have a dream like mine?My reply to your statement sir, is I wish to become something more than a king" Dante said with a crooked grin the grin cut deep into his cheeks

"Why be a king, when one can aspire to become a god?["

Dante would say calmly the words flowing off his lips, his ideals were to free slaves, but it obviously wasn't just enough to be a king when you are a god, everything is below you, at your beck and call.Dante would wait to see if the man called him insane, if not and silence would be held Dante would begin to speak again.

"So Sir, since you haven't left yet, may I have your name" Dante would say with a calm toothy smile.Assuming the best if the man didn't leave, he assumed it was a good sign, hopefully.


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4Plaza of change(IO/CD) Empty Re: Plaza of change(IO/CD) on 19/09/16, 06:00 pm

Farid had no expectations from this boy, considering he was simply sitting out in front of the palace. His equipment was lackluster, and his body wasn't well-trained. Farid, however, was tense from each of the boys words. His condition getting worse with each follow up word.

Until he spoke about becoming more than a king... these were words sacred to him. Farid had little doubt that this boy knew more than he was telling. Using his hammer, he would smash the bench beneath the boy, and bring the weapon down on him. Attempting to use the handle against the monks neck to pin him against the rubble if his attack would go that far.

Regardless, his paranoia yelled out, "Who the fuck are you?" His eyes were dilated from the panic, and he was now drenched in a cold sweat from the fear.


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5Plaza of change(IO/CD) Empty Re: Plaza of change(IO/CD) on 06/10/16, 12:00 pm

While the boy seemed to be in a state of shock from the assault, Farid's heartbeat and heightened senses began to recede back into a calmer state of mind. Farid's eyes glanced over the helpless childs body. He had seemed skill, but if he wasn't ready to put his money worth his mouth was, there was no point. "Hmph."

Farid returned his hammer back to his sheath, looking a few more moments to gaze at the monk. Then he took a few steps back, observing his movements. Making sure he wouldn't get up and make a sneak attack, he would turn and walk away from him, perhaps he would have another chance to meet him in the future.

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