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King Harroul (I promise this is only so long because of well....I don't even know)

He sat, bored witless and with his fingers crossed amongst the plants of the royal gardens. In front of him, his most loyal advisor and the leader of his Kassik Elite guard, was Nauticus. Of course, that wasn't his true name, simply an alias he was known by currently. Currently, he mentally laughed, just like he wasn't born as Oslander Harroul, no, it was Nauticus who told him to change his name to that of the land he ruled, he said it would show his 'humility'. He really didn't quite understand the word but if the people would like it, hey.

They were currently locked into a game quite akin to chess. He knew he wasn't the best of players but was happy when his opponets didn't look down upon him for it, he knew it was because they liked him, or thought rather. The only pieces he had remaining were ironically his two bishops and a knight. 'Nauticus' had lost several figures but most notably he still had a decent amount of pawns. He was currently arrayed to place the king in check no matter which move he would make. The king knew it would not be much longer at all before he was defeated. On the other side of the table 'Nauticus' was stifling a grin.

Indeed the king normally sat his nights out here, discussing matters of the kingdom with 'Nauticus'. He was glad he had such a well informed council of Kassik to guide him, half the time it was as if he did not have to do anything except sign his name to what they wrote or speak what they told him to speak. It was wonderful, and the entire world thought he wanted it.

Smiling to himself, he gazed up at the moon, leaning back. He wasn't quite paying attention as his opponet declared checkmate. The cool breeze was soothing and he himself was relaxed. He took in the many scents of his fine flowers and shut his eyes. Tonight was a grand night to be alive, so distracted he was he hardly realized his ally was talking until he heard the word sir repeated multiple times, trying to recapture his attention. Quickly he snapped out of it, managing a sleepy grin and taking a sip of his fine raspberry tea. "Yes, friend?" he mumbled sleepily, leaning forward. He prefered to think of all his subjects as friends, and hoped in turn they would think of him as well as one. Clearing his throat, 'Nauticus' went over again of the current info they had. Operative 'Fault', by far the most talented Hunter Kassik the kingdom had, whom was also under the employ of the king had reported even more signs of Kassik retreating. Their exact location had been founded sometime ago; operative 'Dread', the sole Warmonger out of his Kassik, was just taking his sweet time marshalling the armies and preparing a substantial naval force to blockade the island.

However all this discussion of Kassik and what not bored him, he really didn't see why he should care, he had generals and admirals and a myriad of other officers and personel to deal with them. He did come to see his own Kassik's point of view however, that if the Kingdom did not hold firm control over the Kassik, than the ones that were out of its grasp should be obliterated, entirely.

Speaking of obliteration, 'Nauticus' had just gotten to the reports of his Destroyer and Reader the king had in his employ. Twin sisters and the only female Kassiks he controlled, operatives 'Spritz' and 'Shatter' respectively. Apparently they were in the middle of taking small groups of soldiers and performing loyalty checks amongest the officials in the various towns and cities throughout his kingdom. The last of his roving Kassiks, a Destroyer with the current alias of 'Spear' was out supposedly claiming shipping for the royal navy. He was by far the least trust worthy in the King's eyes. Always spewing on about how killing those Kassik outside of the kingdom was genocide, bah! He wasn't king, and all of his other Kassik assured him it was fine, so what did he care?

Tired and bored witlessly, he began to get up, 'Nauticus' asked his permission for something he wasn't sure what a mission or someother, he smply nodded. He wanted to retreat back into the serenity of his own quarters, and his wife. Kassana Harroul. Who was coincedentally the another member of his Kassik Cadre. She was a medic and was often out doing what his other Kassiks were doing under the alias of 'Light'. He relished the moments he could spend with her. The fact that she was queen was unbekownest to his entire kingdom as it was, the relationship remained a closely guarded secret.