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located in Carsikin, a part of War of the scattered thrones, one of the many universes on RPG.

Carsikin

Once a beautiful city belonging to the last tyrant king. Now all that remains is the central walls and the surrounding ruins, overgrown with what still lingers of the kings immaculate garden.

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Character Portrait: Keizer Shosolas Character Portrait: Lennex Cucor
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With the approach for an armored being, the Death runners would turn their attention to the figure. Alex kept a cold eye on the figure, studying it, as Lane rode back to get their king. His subordinates stared at it as intently as Alex did. Despite the intention of diplomacy, the platoon made it's none-verbal statement now that not one of them would tolerate anything sneaking, by the use of their eyes.

The staring of the platoon would continue on for a minute, before Lane rode back with the king and his body guard. Alex took a look at them, dismissing the armored woman to look upon his sworn king. He almost thought that one of the body guards was missing, Jacklin his name was, but then he spotted him on one of the horses, only he wasn't in full armor like the rest of them. No, he was dressed as a wealthy noble.

Heh, rich bastards Alex thought. One of the things he liked about Lennex is he dressed rather poorly often, usually only with a simple tan cloth shirt, with some rough brown leather pants. He was an honest sort of fellow who didn't really understand why he had to dress fancy. Clothes are clothes, he'd always say. No need to make my self different from the common man anyway. Right now he wore the same, though he also wore a dull color of emerald as a jacket, and some smooth, brown leather gloves. Compare that to Jacklin's... Disguise, Alex finally decided. A purple robe with a bright red undershirt, with some gold straps embedded into the cloth of the undershirt. The pants weren't really visible in the shirt, but Alex could guess it was some sort of brown, throw some gold and silver onto it, and you'd get the idea. With all this in mind, Alex had to hold back throwing a joke at Jacklin that he could dress as rich as he wants, Lennex still gets more leers from woman.

If only Lennex would return them...

Alex shook his head with a grin as Lennex rode past him.

"My name is Lennex Curor." Lennex said in a strong, scottish voice, in a tone that could demand the attention of the most mindless of creatures. At least to Alex's imagination. "I hold title of King to thee' Noverians. I come as an act of Diplomacy." He finished. His body guards formed behind him, each bearing their trained weapon. With seven of them in total, minus Jacklin who rode beside his king, he could see a variety of weapons, though they each at least had one sword on them.

Alex looked back at the Shield Breakers behind them. While not trained like his Calvary Platoon was, they were above most other swordsmen in training, and were already forming up to protect their rear and sides. No shouts for orders, or acknowledgements. The men were born able to read the situation, it seemed.

To bad this wasn't universal.