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The Black Asp Bar was full to the brim of customers, a rare sight in these troubled times, with seemingly no partitions between that of the normal pub and the special guest rooms. It was strange that such a diverse group of people had all gathered in this setting, but it was to be expected when such an interesting thread bound them all together. A girl with purple hair. All of those people were there to see Zubaidah off, their lives having been impacted by her in different ways - from helping them with jobs, to keeping them from departing this life. And standing amidst all of them was the girl herself.

    Zubaidah hugged her dear friend Koko tightly, the redhead crying her heart out as Zubaidah patted her back for comfort. ‘Don’t worry,’ she reassured Koko, ‘I’ll be back sooner than you think. Besides, you know this lead is important for my journey, and it may slip through my fingers if I don’t act now. Meanwhile, can you make sure to keep an eye out for anything happening over here please?’
Koko sniffled out a soft agreement and released her friend shoulders, waving a small farewell as Zubaidah turned to exit the Bar, herself waving at all the customers who had gathered to see her off.

    Once she was outside the Bar, Zubaidah made her way to the central plaza, nodding to an old man in the garb of a priest standing to the side. Taking that to be a sign of approval, he chanted a long spell that produced an azure light in the centre of the plaza. As he finished the long string of words, the light drew together into many long strings of what seemed to be a solid material and glowed once more before calming down. With a polite gesture, the elderly priest told her to approach the circle so he could initiate the transfer process. which Zubaidah happily went along with.

     The tendrils of light began to swirl once again, surrounding Zubaidah’s torso and gradually making its way across the whole of her body, from the top of her head down to the soles of her feet. She only just managed to wave back at Koko, before her whole body faded into a collection of light particles and disappeared from view. They zoomed around the bright sky, dispersing and reforming as they saw fit before finally taking Zubaidah’s shape once more. But it was not the location the spell had been targeted at. Miles above the plains of Kou, Zubaidah’s unconscious body plummeted head first through the wispy clouds.
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Old habits die hard, and even though Lagi was supposed to be some powerful criminal lead, he still managed to find comfort in the surroundings of mother nature. Taking a deep breath as he continued his stride among the forest, Lagi continued his own personal game of finding exotic beasts and using unique ways to execute their special talents for his purposes. More importantly, he wanted to find those snakes that he ran into a long time ago. The fact that they looked like mere vines before getting animated attracted the beastmaster. "These would make for a good trap, don't you think so?" Lagi would say this to Orie as she laid dormant from inside of him. Orie had no real reason for revealing herself, feeling that being inside of Lagi was the best way to safeguard him.

"Perhaps I should learn how to make an antitoxin? I wouldn't want you to get into any serious trouble, and maybe it would work to our benefit in the long run?"

Didn't plan that far, but su-" Lagi stopped his sentence midway as he managed to see something falling in the distance. "What is that?" Moving at A rank speeds towards the middle of the jungle range, Lagi would peer up and scratch his head. "Huh, women falling from the sky? And here I thought that my birthday was months away. " Orie groaned from inside of him, prompting Lagi to give a playful grin.

"Just kidding, but we should probably save her, right?"

Sounds like a "good" thing to do. We still do that?

"I do everything on my own terms, you should know that by now..."


With that being said, Orie's slime withered from behind Lagi's back before erupting into a pair of red and black wings. With these Kagune wings being able to move his natural movement speed, Lagi flew up at A rank speeds in order to catch the woman, then promptly landed before setting her down.

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Name: Kagune Wing
Kagune Wing
Tier: B-Tier
Class: Beast Tamer (Orie)
Type: Supplementary
Range: Long
Requirements/Drawbacks: Orie's slime will be  visibly writhing for a second before fully emerging into the appropriate shape in question.
Scaling: N/A
Sustain: 0
Cool Down: 3 posts
Cost: 30 Stamina
Description:

Orie generates a pair of black and red wings that are 3 1/2 meters in length and 2 meters in width that reside on Lagi's back. With this, he is capable of  speed flight equivalent to walking or running at any altitude for as long as the technique is active. If the wings are taken off, they would just regenerate naturally if the sustain is active.

Trait Name: Exceptional Strength
Trait Tier: B
Trait Requirement: Must be Human or a Magician with a secondary combat class.  
Trait Description: Through extensive training, the character has exceeded the traditional limits of strength for their race.
Trait Effect: The character can now perform feats just as breaking down walls and large stone structures with their bare hands and deal B-tier damage with their physical strength alone. This level is equal to a C-tier fanalis.


Trait Name: Perfect Balance
Trait Tier: C
Trait Requirement: Must have a Physical Combat Class
Trait Description: Being nimble and flexible are valuable traits, but they aren't very useful without the balance to use them properly. The character with this trait is very in tune with their sense of balance allowing them to almost always land on their feet, perform advanced acrobatics, and balance on even the smallest of footholds.
Trait Effect: Can perform advanced flips and other acrobatics without the use of abilities. Can balance on almost any footing/surface.

Trait Name: Exceptional Speed
Trait Tier: A
Trait Requirement: Must be Human or a Magician with a secondary combat class.  
Trait Description: Through excessive training, the character has reached a level of speed that exceeds the average human.
Trait Effect: The character can now move like a blur across short distances and move fast enough to run along walls. They can maintain this speed for hours. At this level they are equal to a B-tier fanalis in speed.


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ZUZU MANSUR
As Lagi laid Zubaidah down into the soft ground, she gradually began to stir, her eyelids flickering as she struggled to open her eyes.
Once she had managed to keep them open enough for the world to revert from its blurry state back to normal, she sat up slowly and scoped out her surroundings. She could no longer feel the searing desert heat typical of Heliohapt, that was for sure, but neither was she in the midst of a bustling city, as she had been told she would arrive in once the spell transported her to Kou. In fact, where she was, there was not a single building to be seen, nor a single person, save a person sitting in front of her who she didn’t recognise.

    He seemed to be talking to himself, no other person near him to answer his questions, but then a strange voice sounded out that seemed to come from around him. Startled by this, and not in her usual self due to the disorienting surroundings and horrible headache that had kicked in, she gasped out loud. Not managing to cover her mouth in time, Zubaidah mentally punished herself for showing a state of vulnerability. Instead, she composed herself and steadily got to her feet, propping herself up with her spear that lay helpfully beside her.

    ‘Who might you be?’ she enquired of Lagi, ‘Did you mistake me for some incapable damsel in distress and rescue me from some certain doom, or do you prefer to hang around the bodies of unconscious woman and prey on them when they wake up?’
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"Who might I be? " The wings retracted as Lagi ended the technique, stroking his small stubble before ultimately folding his arms. " Just might be the strangest question you could ask, considering that you were falling from the sky. " Who was this girl? Judging from the color of her hair and even her outfit, it was safe to say that she was not a native from Kou. Could she be a foreign traveler or something? There was also the idea that she could have had a magic carpet or some kind of flight device, then fell off. That could definitely be the worst, but before Lagi could inquire about what was going on with this woman, she had quite a few choice words for Lagi about being around her. "

"Woah Woah! Is that any way to talk to a person that just saved your life? Even though i'm probably not one of the people that you would want to run into. I'm one of the bad guys, alright, I'm a bad man. But raping unconscious women isn't my thing so..." Lagi then pointed into a direction that leaded back to Kou. That's probably the safest route, but there are a few dangerous creatures in this forest.


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‘Oh, so you saved me, huh? Ugh… how embarrassing. I hope you do not  expect me to repay you at all…’ She slowly got down from the rock she was sitting on, before turning back to the stranger who had saved her life, his arm now pointing towards a wooded area that surrounded the barely visible dirt path not too far off. Sure that she would get nowhere if she didn’t cooperate with the man, and thinking that she might at least follow him due to his apparent knowledge of the area, she gave in and decided to take his lead.

    ‘So, you say you aren’t into raping young women, but that you are certainly one of the ‘bad guys’?’ Zubaidah’s voice suddenly seemed to mellow out, a tone of genuine interest in her voice, ‘What sort of a ‘bad guy’ are you? Do you have some sort of grand scheme that you wish to enact, or are you simply a man acting on simple desires of selfishness? For if you can save a complete stranger, a bystander such as me with whom you have no ties to, how can you claim that you are a ‘bad guy’ at all.’ As she said this, she came to a stop and slowly turned back to Lagi, the bright sun illuminating her from behind. ‘What have you done that you can so nonchalantly claim that you are a villain?’
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"Well, if i wanted repayment, the first thing i would ask for is your body in a night of passion. That's always a good way to smooth things over, you wouldn't have your life without me, so why not show a little more than "just the tip"?" Lagi would then  laugh to himself as he ruffled his hands through his hair. "Try not to take it seriously,  i'm only joking, but i tried the whole "search for booty" pirate thing, good times. " After that, the smile was gone. "But that's beside the point." Though, those woman's constant questioning his legitimacy as to how he could be a bad guy of the sort was a bit irritating. Lagi was trying his best to be nice, if there wasn't an underlining apparent  social cue.



"Haven't you noticed the tattoos? The Dark hand's influence even extends as far as Kou. If you know what we are capable of, then there is reason to be afraid. However, since i'm in a gracious mood,  and your're not that bad looking, i'll give you a break this time around."


Lagi would then start to walk in the direction of the woods. "I'll escort you back,  oh, and grand scheme of things.... simple desires of selfishness? All that good stuff, heard of El Ragu? I made that from scratch, hell of a drink. No really, i think enough of it can send you to hell, if I wanted it to. One of the main points that i'm about is gaining ground and making money, with no limits as to how it's done."


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Dissatisfied by his answer, and clocking that Lagi seemed irritated by her persistent questioning, Zubaidah decided to keep to herself and instead quickened her pace to keep out of Lagi’s way. She kept slightly ahead of him, listening to what he had to say as he reluctantly attempted to answer her previous statement. But then she heard a two word phrase that completely froze her in her tracks. ‘Dark Hand’. That was what Lagi had said, wasn’t it? The same ‘Dark Hand’ which Zubaidah has suspected as being the linkage between all of her previous cases, even further proved by his mention of El Ragu being his own personal creation. This man was the person she had been searching after, and he had so conveniently shown up. Truly fate must be on her side.

    ‘So, you are a part of this ‘Dark Hand’ organisation?’ Zubaidah quickly recovered from her initial state of shock to follow up on him. ‘And what exactly are they, do they have a clear goal?’ With a suddenly rough and deep tone drop, she continued, ‘Do they have any ties with… other organisations?’
   
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"Am I apart of the Dark Hand Organization? Well, I'm one of the main fingers of it, so it's safe to say that I'm more a part of it and more involved than most. As for why I'm, telling you this, it's not like you can stop me anyway, and I'm quite tenacious towards people that find themselves to be my enemy, nothing you want to deal with I assure you. "It was a little disclaimer for the girl that Lagi wasn't worried about her, as well as a warning if she was "one of those people" that Trent was, thinking that a shot in the dark and a few lucky hits were enough to take him down.

"No ties with other organizations...but we are currently trying to get rid of one..so to speak." Lagi would say this as he took out duality and started whipping the scythe left and right in order to chop down some bushes and vines at A rank speeds. " Main goal is to have a hand in everything, exactly what it says in the name. There are other things, but you would have to join in order to find that out. But for the sake of our reach to influence the majority of the world is the point, and not too skirmish about how we achieve that effort. "

Since she was asking all of these questions, Lagi decided to tell her the name he was currently going through." My name is Requiem Jynx, and I handle the debauchery aspect of the dark hand's agenda. As to what that means, it could mean whatever you want it to. "


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Intrigued as to the details of the Dark Hand, Zubaidah listened intently to Lagi. When he mentioned his title as one of the ‘main fingers’ of the organisation, Zubaidah internally smiled once again. Any ideas of luck having foregone her faded once more, as she reflected on her encounter with the assassin who had mentioned wanting to cut off the hand from the wrist, and their apparent fear when they talked of the ‘fingers’ of this hand. All the pieces of the puzzle were gradually falling in place, and it seemed it was all due to this chance meeting with this man, this ‘Requiem Jynx’.

    Hearing him not-so subtly threaten her if she dared raise arms against him, Zubaidah let out a laugh and assured him not to worry.
‘By your readied stature, your well-calloused hands, and a few other features besides, I can tell that you’ve seen a fair share of battles till now. I wouldn’t dare challenge an opponent which I have such little chance of defeating. I’m honestly concerned that there is an idiot that thinks that can just hope a lucky shot would take out a proper fighter…’
As she sighed, a slight rustle in the bushes caught her attention, her ears catching the faint sound of a deep growling. Without even a second of delay, the unconscious body of a leopard fell to the floor, struck down by the blunt end of Zubaidah’s spear before she carried on along the path, batting not one eye.
   
   
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"Believe me when I say this, I don't go around looking for a fight to pick. I actually believe that there are a few bad things that a person would have to do for the sake of good things to resurface. For example, any kind of business that brings in revenue is good business, regardless of what the product is. We might have the same kind of thinking if you believe that the ends justify the means. " As Lagi was talking, his danger sense would pick up something stalking the pair in the bushes. Lagi would sigh a bit, he would ready himself for whatever that would come out to attack them, having the idea that he would be doing most of the work since any kind of woman that thinks they can unconsciously fall out of the sky might be too lax for combat.

However, much to his surprise, the woman would be quite adept in taking care of herself, as she easily dispatched the leopard. With a light whistle, Lagi would give the woman a bit of an encore."Not bad, and here I thought that you would be the one that needed protecting. Where did you learn to wield a spear like that? Self-taught?"


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Hearing Lagi ask where her skills with the spear had come from, Zubaidah took in a shape intake of breath. Memories she would rather forget passed through her mind, polluting her thoughts with the shrill cries of bloody persons and the harsh scraping of steel being drawn, only to later sheathe itself in the flesh of others. Cursing herself for relenting to these old fears, Zubaidah forced them to the back of her mind and reached out for the happy days of her childhood. Finding refuge here, Zubaidah’s racing mind slowed down as she reminiscenced on the past,

    ‘I was taught the art of spear-fighting by my father, with it being the most prominent lesson that I learnt from him, due to the techniques being a unique form passed down along the bin Mansur family, with each child being taught the signature style regardless of gender. As such, our family was renowned in the Parthevian Empire for being the rock upon which the military was built upon, producing many a powerful general and insightful tactician. But I was never fully taught these techniques… a great tragedy struck the country which in turn sparked conflicts across the country, including the capital where the bin Mansur family held land. A rebellion rose up against the upper-classes, and… many lost their lives. I fled the capital, abandoning my home, my family, and have wandered the world since then. The skills I have with my spear are what I have picked up from various teachers across the western continents, combined with the incomplete knowledge of the bin Mansur form…’

Her eyes glazed over as her thoughts drifted back to the blood-frenzied shouts and gleaming blades, before she eased out of her thoughts when she realised Lagi had kept silent for a while. ‘...I don’t call for pity, that would demean my family’s legacy.’

   
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"Hmm..." Lagi would listen to her story with an apparent interest. If there was anything that he could take from this, it was the fact that her primary skills were something that was passed down to her through her family. It was something that Lagi could relate to, even if the only reason was the fact that he was taught by his clan and his father on some occasions. The El Nagi clan changed quite a bit since that happened. However, hearing about the tragedy that befell the Parthevian Empire was a bit upsetting to hear. She even had to abandon her capital because of it, and here she was, a wandering warrior of some sort.

"If you have nowhere to go, you can follow me then. "

Lagi would say simply as he continued to lead the way.

"Maybe there are some scrolls left out in the remains of Parthevian Empire that we can dig up? Or perhaps with the dark hand, you could find some connections to those who caused the fall of the empire, and plan your own personal revenge? I'm all for revenge, they took everything you known from you. However,  with that route, it might be hard to tread, maybe you can't handle it..."


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Inside of Zubaidah’s heart was in a strange conflict at hearing Lagi’s offer, knowing that he dealt in unsavoury business, yet she was swayed into agreement. Her mind was still painted in the blood-red of her memories, and so the idea of revenge against those who wronged her family appealed strongly to this violent mentality. And so, with this desire in mind and a great surge of red in her vision, she answered,

‘My family was killed because my hesitation to act and my lack of power. But now, with you, I will have all I need to avenge this loss and to ensure this will not occur again. From this day forth, I will be at your service.’  Zubaidah knelt down in front of Lagi, bowing her head in jest, and added, ‘Milord? Is that what I should call you? Or do you have some great title already that I can call you by?’

Despite the amicable tone in her voice, and the nature of this agreement, a subject giving themselves to their ruler, if one could see the flow of the rukh, that scene would not be so warm. Though small in number, a few birds of Rukh could be seen descending from the heavens towards Zubaidah’s kneeling body, dispersing the Rukh that had previously congregated round her. But that was not what was surprising, it was the colour of these new Rukh. They were pitch-black. The pitchest black that could ever be seen, and they were to be the first seeds of depravity down within Zubaidah’s heart.



   

   
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"Don't worry, we can get started right away, and I'll do anything in my power to ensure that you will have your revenge against those who caused you all of this pain. If there is one thing about me, I'm quite fickle with my word. I end up keeping my promises if I ever make any, so I try not to. However, I'll make an exception for you. "

As to the titles that Lagi had obtained throughout the years, he would chuckle to himself. "Me? I go by so many titles, you won't even believe the half of it. Maybe I'll tell you all about it someday. Jinx is fine for now, but with your loyalty, it makes me wonder how far you'll follow me. However, that's not important right now, we will cross that bridge when we get there, believe it or not. What we do share, that I'd like to believe, is our willingness to do anything and everything we can in order to achieve our revenge. Zubaidah.... I will free your heart from its eternal sorrows. "


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