*Archaic hides in the shadows as Nosferatu feasts on the blood of the fallen patrol. As he hears the other one enter, Archaic creeps towards some open space as he spins the axe behind him before launching it towards the guard, aiming to go a little bit behind him as to allow Archaic to pull it back and have the rope itself wrap around the guard's neck and thus allow Archaic to interrogate him.*
Spoiler:
If this doesn't work Archaic will just try hit him with the axe on its way back.
Ducking and dodging the ax as it approaches the guard is safe for a moment. As the blade returns, the guard skillfully uses his weapon to catch the chain. Almost by its own will however, Nosferatu seems to stretch a bit and as the chain wraps around the serrated staff, the axe manages to decapitate the guard.
Looking through the guards pockets, archaic finds a ring with three keys on it. Finding the rest of the room to be empty(or at least not contain anything salvageable, the only other path to take is to the stairs previously not explored. Heading there, archaic ascends the stairs and pauses before the door. There is a large lock on the door.
*While facing the door, Archaic tried the keys until he found the one that fit in the door's lock. Turning it, Archaic readied to open the door, but decided to hide behind it and force it open from an angle. This way if any guards were behind the door, Archaic would be the one with the advantage as opposed to the other way around.* _________________
Archaic creeps the door open slightly. Looking through the opening on the other side is a gorgeous room that nearly rivals The Golden Pagoda. Golden torches line a long central passageway, as tall pillars of support(elegantly carved and in sold white) stagger to the sides of the path. Gold silver, and white marble cover the room making for an elegant and serene settings.
Suddenly a yell is heard however and a spray of red covers a portion of the wall on the far side. Two men are seen backing up near the spray. A look of intense fear is shown in their eyes.
"Incompetence!!!!!! Worthless!" archaic hears come from a familiar voice(not belonging to either of the two men)
The dark haired man who had before knocked archaic out makes his way into view. Approaching the two men, anger clearly shows across his face. With a swift back hand his breaks the neck of one of the men and the corpse fall to the ground.
Moving for a slightly better view archaic sees the body of the first victim that was no doubt the source of the blood spray.
"N......Necar.......It, it c-couldnt have been......" studders the remaining man. However is rumbling is cut off by the dark figure(presumably named Necar) mocking him.
"Weh Well...Th-Then, THIS COULD NOT BE AVOIDED EITHER!" his face turning red with rage, Necar removes the scythe from his back and cuts the man in half.
"Servants! Someone clean up this mess!!!!!" Necar begins to walk towards the other door of the large room to make his exit. Archaic went un-noticed.
*Archaic waits in awe of the site he just saw. Of course that man would be the enemy of Nocte... it would take a man as powerful as him to strike this level of fear into Archaic. As Necar leaves, Archaic thinks about what to do next. Rushing in and fighting may not be the best idea in the world, but he would get no where just waiting here. Either way Archaic knew he had to escape and report to Billgar that he knew where Necar was.
Taking a deep breath, Archaic walks into the room and eyes the servants as well as the blood all over the place. When he enters the room he tries to look for all the possible doors leading out.* _________________
Entering the room, there are no windows and the walls are cool. It appears as though this floor is underground as well. Necart being particularly perceptive sense that another presence entered the room that he just left. Re-entering, he faces archaic. It seems his anger has subsided a bit.
"Welcome. . . . . ." Curiosity is heard in his voice. "And how did you manage to get out of your cell? Well, no worries I suppose that someone of your caliber would be able to escape simply by picking a lock? Correct? Well. . . . . . . . Though I didnt plan on speaking with you so soon, now is as good a time as any. I have heard of your blood lust and I sense that your blade desires carnage as well. What do you say? Any interest in aiding me in my quest to bring an end to Billgar and this pitiful excuse for a Kingdom? The land is rich with spiritual energy and is even home to the Forest of Souls. I have traveled the world for millenia, and though other kingdoms know not of Nocte, I do promise tou that there is no land where the Forest is absent from their mythologies."
"Well Necar, I hate to upset your expectations, but I just can't betray this capital. While I do have a high level of blood lust, I can quench my thirst by murdering the simpletons that plague the cities. I am also not willing to go against Billgar or Koku. They have presences that only the foolish would go against. So now I must ask you to show me where I can leave."
*Archaic puts his weapon away, knowing better than to have it out with Necar in front of him.* _________________
"Truly. . . . a shame. Well. . . its best to have allies rather than more enemies. . . Not that you could truly stand against me anyways. . . "
Necar charges towards archaic and stamps down right right foot in front of him. Forming a solid stance in the blink of an eye, he swings down his scythe, ready to end archaics life. As the blade rushes down however, the clanking of metal is heard. Opening his eyes(instinctively closed through fear), archaic sees the form of another man just inches away from him.
Stepping back, Achaic gets his space. A man wielding a magnificent blade stands in front of necar, holding his sword out to block Necar's scythe.
"Brother." Necar greets the man.
Archaic eying the newly appeared potential adversary sees that he is wearing what appears to be a modification of the traditional "Armor of the Gods," the key difference being in coloration, whereas this set of armor is all a blazingly brilliant red.
Necar continues, "Its a bit early for a reunion, we only spoke a few hundred years ago."
"Don't be so stubborn little brother," The man in red answers. "You always shun me whenever I come to visit."
Necar's tone turns to that of great annoyance. "Thats because you never visit. Your greatest skill is simply to nag!! Now be gone, i have business with this man here."
The man in red approaches archaic with a serious face. Each step that he takes echos throughout the hall. Standing a good 8 feet tall, his arms are massive and his body well built. Bending down to look at archaic, the stoic assassin feels his heart rate increase.
Without warning the elder brother of Necar embraces archaic over-affectionately and tries to give him a kiss on the lips. Squirming, archaic does his best to escape but cant seem to break away from the mans powerful grasp. However, with an endless amount of effort he is able to dodge the onslaught of kisses!
While still trying to seduce archaic, the man dressed in red armor speaks. "Necarrrrrrrr. . . . you cant kill him! Hes so cwwwwwwwwwute!"
Necar slapping his hand to his forehead retorts. "This, brother is the other reason that i cant stand when you visit! Very well, you can keep him. . .being with you is a fate worse than death anyways......."
*Archaic tries hard to escape from Necar's older brother and his displays of... compassion.*
"Sir while I am flattered that you feel so... positively about me, I really must be going now. You see I have some things to attend to back at the capital so if you can just."
*Archaic breaks off the sentence as he takes a closer look at the armor and thinks back to how he escaped from his cell in the first place.*
"Enough of the comedy, you've been following me the whole time haven't you. At first I paid no mind to the firey lizard that freed me, but it has been bugging me ever since. And now you come and save me just in the knick of time, and you're wearing specialty armor that looks like its on fire. I believe you are the source of that lizard, and if so I thank you, but please I must ask for you to let me go."
*Archaic bows and tries to make his way to the only door.*
"But before that, perhaps you can help me with something. I have a box that has no locks, no hatches and no inscriptions, but holds within it an invaluable item. Allegedly it is cursed and there is only one way to open it, but I cannot think of it. Do you know of this box perhaps, or more importantly, the way to reverse this curse?" _________________
"Oh. . . that old thing! Necar was the one who locked it away. That thing never shut up when it was free. Well, Necar's magic is beyond me, so your best off asking him. Though, i dont think he is on good terms with you at the moment. . . ."
"Yeah I refused to join his conquest to take over Nocte. It is just too good of a place to hand to a person who makes this sort of a mess in a glorious place."
*Archaic points to the blood in the room and looks up at the man.*
"I apologize for killing your pet by the way, but I had a feeling it was kill or be killed and I had to act upon it. To apologize perhaps you should follow me and I can introduce you to a more valient knight than myself. Someone who is worthy of your attention. His name is Beanbaker, and he will surely be at my next destination."
*Archaic waits for the man's response before moving.* _________________
"Oh, dont worry about that hestiss, they are all apart of myself." The man snaps his fingers, and five appear in formation behind him. with another snap they all disappear in a puff of smoke.
"Well, I am sorry that i cant take you up on your offer, but i must be on my way."
*archaic blacks out and wakes up at the doorstep of The Golden Pagoda"
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