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located in Cre' Est, a part of Assassin's Pledge: Devastation, one of the many universes on RPG.

Cre' Est

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Character Portrait: Red-Eyed Demon Character Portrait: Sieghardt Val Lohengrin
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Sieg’s head jut out of the hollowed stump, like a mole on a prowl. He scanned the area with a couple turns of the head, before deeming the coast clear and climbing out, his feet back on the grass. The mountain breeze swept over him, and he closed his eyes to inhale. The chill brought warmth to the knight’s bosom, along with the memories of distant laughter and childhood spent in these mountains. Training. Surviving. Stumbling down the mountainside. He had not the chance to dwell on it, but… after so long, he was finally home. Sieg took one step forward, and marched.

Just need to clear out the pest.

Sieg walked by the tree line, the quiet undisturbed by his steps. He raised a hand to brush against the foliage, content as the leaves caress his fingers. His eyes narrowed as they picked out a silhouette between the trees. Human. Broad-shouldered. Male. The knight’s steps slowed, until they came to a halt, recognizing the spiky hair backlit by the sky.

”It’s you,” Sieg spoke out in acknowledgement.

He folded his arms over his chest, and inhaled. A wordless moment passed between them, with only the wind to stave off the silence. The knight relaxed his brows as he exhaled, ”I didn’t get a chance back then. Too many conflicting thoughts.” Sieg lowered his head, more than a nod, but less than a bow. ”But I want to thank you. For coming to our rescue.”

The knight’s perpetual glare remained locked upon Kyero, with not even a blink to break it. ”Didn’t much like the thought of slowly starving to death.”

The Red-Eyed Demon, known now by name as Kyero, stood tall in the gap between trees ahead of Sieg.

"... You are welcome."

Kyero was calm and silent, his face betraying very little real emotion for a few seconds. However, shortly afterwards, he let out a sigh and then shifted to bear a smile.

"Your name is Sieg, correct?"

Sieg gave a curt nod. ”That’s right.” His dark eyes stared down Kyero’s smile as he moved one step closer, ”That other Demon. She claimed credit for your crimes. Your misdeeds. Like the massacre at the tunnels.” The knight raised one brow and continued, ”Just how much of your accomplishments are the truth, and how much are mere whispers?”

A pause. Sieg shook his head, then specified, ”Your campaign against the Te’i Sai. I presume that much is true. I assume your Second, Linde, learnt how to fight them from you.”

Kyero's smile faltered for the briefest instant. However, Sieg's sharp eyes would have caught the momentary flicker of his left cheek. The subtle twitch from smile to frown and back, indicating irritation and/or contempt. However, Kyero maintained the smile afterwards.

"I don't know how much of the deeds attributed to me belong to her, but I know that I am responsible for approximately half the deeds I'm known for. The rest is either her doing or fabrication by Te'i Sai for the purpose of making my legacy even greater."

He took a breath, glancing out in the direction of Cre' Est to the North.

"... I did teach her to fight Te'i Sai. Their combat strategies and favored techniques and combat patterns. The serum makes them powerful enough that routines and practices movements are enough. But they never learn to fight."

He looked back to Sieg.

"Not really."

Sieg’s brows furrowed, and despite a blink, Kyero’s words seemed to have drawn his full attention. ”You’re saying they’re predictable. That the serum is their crutch.” The knight flashed back to his fight with Miriam. Faster than most opponents he faced. Strong enough to cut steel with arming blades. A crutch it may be, but troublesome enough to matter.

The knight unfolded his arms and stood straight, like a great oak which had weathered centuries. ”I haven’t forgot. I came here to find you. To fight you. The Red-Eyed Demon of Legend.” He leaned closer, his stony face concealing surprise at how close they were in height. ”I am not good enough. Not yet. And there are matters more pressing than my selfish desires.”

Sieg gave a slow nod. ”The Mad Tyrant, Egruus. He has the Te’i Sai in his ranks. Wind blows. Rain falls. The strong preys on the weak. Just like nature, running into them again is inevitable.”

Sieg leaned forward and pointed with one calloused hand. ”I want you to teach me. Their routines, their patterns, their techniques. If I am to fight them, then I must understand them. I must be able to defeat them.”

Kyero stared Sieg down as he approached. And despite the smile he held on his face his eyes were stone cold. As Sieg spoke of fighting him, calling him the Red-Eyed Demon of Legend, Kyero's eyes narrowed ever so slightly and his jaw set slightly more. But as Sieg spoke of wishing to know how to fight and defeat them, Kyero's eyes closed and the smile seemed to become a bit more... Genuine.

"... I can teach you, but not yet."

His eyes opened.

"We are too close to civilization to train for combating the likes of them. I need more room to move as they do for demonstration, and you need more room and open space than this forest can provide for proper retaliation."

He looked towards the village.

"Please exercise patience for the time being. Before I can show you anything I must acquire the Maiden's permission to do so. Once I have it, I will show you all I can in what time we have. And hopefully... The Maiden herself and the others as well will be there to learn alongside you."

He returned his gaze to Sieg, whose eyes never left the assassin.

"No matter how strong I am, I can't be in two places at once. The more of you know how to fight them, the better. And the more techniques you all have at your disposal, the safer you all will be during times when myself or other serum users such as Taira are away." The knight bowed his head in agreement. The Te’i Sai were practically an army, or at least a company. The Demon’s Inner Circle, not so much.

Kyero held out his hand to Sieg, a request for a hand shake.

"I do not believe I ever introduced myself... I am Kyero."

His smile had faded slightly, but he still wore a semblance of it as he held his hand out.

Sieg’s eyes darted towards Kyero’s hand, then back to meet his gaze. The knight reached out to grab his hand. Firm, like clinging to a weapon - or dear life - then shook. ”Kyero. Hmm,” he repeated the name in his head. Not one he’s ever heard of, not Veilbrand, Shaharan, or Cre’ itian. ”Well. I’m feeling peckish. How about you and me head into town for lunch?”

Sieg released Kyero’s hand, and turned his attention towards the tavern. ”A drink or two would be nice, as well.”

Kyero shook Sieg's hand just as firmly as his was shook, meeting the knight's intensity.

"Well met."

Kyero released his hand, and as Sieg offered food and drink Kyero was forced to wave his hand with a shake of his head.

"The Maiden has forbidden me from entering the village. I have no way to hide my-... Hmm..."

He turned partially away, resting his chin in his thumb and index finger in thought.

"Perhaps I could... Yes. I could do that."

He turned to Sieg.

"I will join you on one condition. If it is not too much trouble, could you find me a hooded cloak and a cloth to use as a blindfold? I can tie that around my face and act the part of a blind man. So long as nobody sees my eyes, then it should be safe for me to accompany you."

As if on cue, Kyero's stomach growled.

"... Um... Apologies." Kyero said, clearing his throat.

Sieg blinked once, twice, at the beastly sound from Kyero’s bowels. Even demons hunger, it seems. He dug into his pockets and felt around. Satisfied with the clinking of coins that followed, the knight walked first. ”Right. I’ll be back.”

A moment later, Sieg returned, a drab cloak in one hand and a strip of crimson cloth in the other. And those were not all he purchased. A pair of work boots, and a new shirt, his sculpted form still showing through the off-white fabric. ”Less conspicuous this way. For both of us,” Sieg stated.

With their new garbs, the two head into town, eager to sate their appetite.