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Phase 1. The Pledge [Julius]

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1Phase 1. The Pledge [Julius] Empty Phase 1. The Pledge [Julius] 07/11/19, 10:42 am

Duban

Duban
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Stimulating warmth beat down through the still winds. The smell of labor and sweat filled every hotspot of activity in the country of Reim. Duban's complexion seemed to bronze beneath the sunlight from the time he's spent in the area. Beads formed over each of his brows, spilling over. "Whew... heh." The Balbaddian native amusingly hummed to himself, thinking of his new outlook on life.

Arriving at his first stop, he spun his hearty, woven shoulder bag to his stomach, digits flickering over some worn documents. Drawing a scroll as if it were a blade, pulling at the knot with his nondominant hand, exposing the contents. Duban's Pinot Noir eyes reviewed the contents of his work. It was a standard-sized sheet, a blend of elegant caligraphy and minimalist design. The center headline underscored "Hiring", subtitled "•Magician •Gladiator, •Ranger •Tamer,
For long term excursions across the seven seas. Colosseum entrance."
at the bottom, it was signed Runann.

There was plenty of information withheld, hoping to draw from a wider net, as well as keeping his intentions hidden from the wrong kind of attention, it is not as if one can openly hire criminals and the like.





The sunlight's pressure grew in strength as the day progressed. Now Duban's heart was pounding from all the heat stress. His hair was abnormally limp from the perspiration. His lightly-tanned skin was filled with a crimson hue as his blood rushed to his face, trying to keep his temperature down. Duban managed to find a table with benches, keeping in mind to do this indoors next time even if he had to rent a room.  His mind was clouded, pouting, and continuously wiping the sweat off of face while breathing laborously. The main indicator was giant version of the same poster that he had posted throughout the city. It wavered hanging off the edge of the table, weighed down by a pocket watch. Duban surveyed the line of people, scanning for any potential candidates.

Julius Plageuis

Julius Plageuis
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Julius
TWhile walking about the City with his full suit and "cane"  finished off with his hat the young magician's eye would catch a flyer of sorts. On it read something about a person seeking four different types of people for a long time contract it seemed.  Thinking it over Julius thought it would not hurt his goals and objectives as long as he remained in Riem for a few more weeks due to the unfinished business he had to do within the country still.

After looking it over Julius would look around to see if there was anyone around placing these up or not. From what he could gather they were fresh but must have been put on a while before he had arrived.   It said for them to head to the colosseum which would make sense as the person was seeking capable travels of certain types. The colosseum was a perfect place to find these kinds of people as it was littered with a broad selection of skillful fighters.  Though they all played into the sickness of this country as it currently stood. Mostly slavers collected from what he could tell or people fought to pay off debts.  Though it was also true some knew nothing else and this was how they made their living.

Julius had done a match as well to feel the culture of it, and to understand it further though he knew a single battle would teach him nothing as he was not looked in the same light as if he too was a fighter.   A grin played over his lips before he would pull the paper from the post and fold it neatly into his coat pocket.  Making a quick 180 Julius would start his movement towards the meeting location.  He was eager to see what kind of person would gather these types of people.

After a while of walking, he would say about thirty minutes had elapsed until he made it to the large arena area.  While outside he could see even on days without fights there was a large crowd still enjoying all the shops and everything the area had to offer for consumers.

His crimson eyes scanned the area once more looking for something that would point him into the direction of the person he needed to meet up with.  There it was, a giant replica of the same paper he held in his hand with a man sitting behind it.  He did not look like much or even that he had a noble status which made Julius even more curious.  

As he approached the male,  it would be made clear what Julius was wearing.  A white hat with a black cloth wrapped around where the bill met the "gallon part of the head ware. A black suit with gold strips in Kou fashion, a white tie to match his jacket and vest, with black slacks and a white pair of shoes.  His cane was a black long piece of steel that was really a stave for him to cast magic with.

"Good day Sir, I'm here to apply for the Magician position you have available. My name is Julius Plagueis."
180/180 Magoi - 40/40 Stamina
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Duban

Duban
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The currents picked up, creating an airflow that brought the climate to tolerable conditions. When someone began to approach the table, Duban took stock of himself, his earthy-toned toga was evenly draped over his shoulders with simple metal clasps. The silkem rope belt around his waist rested on his hips, with the excess dangling unevenly across his thights. The toga went past his knees, leaving only his shins exposed. His feet were in handcrafted, dark leather thongs.

As he saw the suited gentleman he excused himself from the table, standing at an average height of 5'7. Dubans grape-hued hair was weighed down with perspiration. His feet were shoulder length apart and his hands at his sides in a 'Superman' pose. His head tilted back to the slightly taller stanger but then finally noticing the newcomers ruby eyes. Dubans own orbital area was sunken in and darkened from his lack of sleep. A thin smile crept along his ow face, which was broke by quiet laughter.

Duban listened to each of his well-dressed peer's words. Then offering a stern handshake while introduxing himself. "I am Runan. I appreciate your interest. Would you mind having the interview now?" His arm swung over the table, presenting it and offering a chair with his actions. Duban would sit following behind his new companion. "What is your experience with travelling and combat? What makes you stand out from other people?" Duban's hand hovered over the pocket watch in the table, and eventually resting his palm over the time piece

Julius Plageuis

Julius Plageuis
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Julius
The man had class from what Julius could tell.  After all, he stood up to shake his hand which was of course received and returned properly.  With the offer of the seat the suited male would take it nodding his head as he walked over to it.   Once he was sitting down he'd start answering the questions.

"Well as for traveling, I have been doing it most of my adult life.  I'm originally from Balbadd, moved to Kou,  now here I am in Reim.  Planning on going back to Kou.
His words paused as he removed his hat from his head using it to fan himself lightly. It was at times like this he wished he could use wind magic or water magic.

"As for combat, well I can heal even the most serious of wounds. I'm not what they call a battle magician but I can do summonings.  At least that's the best way to explain to those who don't know much about magic. "

Julius would then cross his left leg over his right before setting his hat onto the table, unable to not notice the fine-looking pocket watch. Odd that such a thing was in the hands of a man dressed so, wildly.  His eyes then tracked up tot he man's sunken eyes before his lips would part again.

[color:a388= Purple]"What does this traveling party need to be so well equipt? Transporting things of value? Escort Service? "
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180/180 Magoi - 40/40 Stamina
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Julius Plageuis

Julius Plageuis
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After a few moments of not being answered Julius would start to second guess this idea and stood up.  He'd offer his hand to the man and before speaking.

"On second thought I think I will withdraw my application. Perhaps if I see you again I can lend you a hand. Take it easy for now. "

Once he would retract his hand he would slip his hat back onto his head before turning his back to the man and walking away. Yes, there was still much to do in Reim and it would likely be better if he was not traveling with others at this moment. Within moments the man would be gone from the area and off to cause his own troubles.

-Exit-

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