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Kyero

"My purpose in life is my own to find. Nobody will tell me where I belong or what I can become!"

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a character in “Assassin's Pledge: Awakening”, as played by KumoriRyuu

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Name: Kyero
Age: 22
Height: 6' 2"
Weight: 210 lbs
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Basic Personality: Kyero is a very disoriented and easily agitated person. Because of his upbringing, being essentially brainwashed and tortured into the perfect assassin, he knows very little to nothing of normal life and struggles to maintain a semblance of normalcy as he tries to find a purpose in this world. He is, despite his lack of "normal" education, very smart and highly perceptive as well as a human lie-detector. He does not forgive and forget, nor does he negotiate. He's a steadfast and powerfully determined person who will stop at nothing to achieve his goals. He is also, despite his still learning why, fiercely loyal to those who accompany him and will fight to the death to protect them as his only human connections in this world.

Basic Background: Kyero was born to a mother who was part of a cult worshipping the Lord of the Nether Realm. A Demonic spirit was summoned via a ritual and occupied his body despite the ritual being interrupted towards the end. The Demon was unable to fully manifest, but its power remains in the form of a pair of glowing red eyes, enhanced senses, reflexes, and the ability to sense the living energy of others within a ten meter radius. Kyero was tortured into the perfect killer, and brainwashed into thinking that all there was in life were his orders to kill whoever the Grandmaster pointed him to. He was a living weapon, to put it simply. But after discovering freedom of thought, Kyero rebelled against Te'i Sai and killed the Grandmaster and those who sought to fulfill the Grandmaster's designs for the continent of Cre' Est. Today, Kyero wanders the land hoping to find a new purpose in life.

So begins...

Kyero's Story

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Character Portrait: Kyero Character Portrait: Linde Xe' Almna Character Portrait: Lonán Arzura Character Portrait: Korriban "Aetrius" Borral Character Portrait: Josephine Dezantro Character Portrait: Kieran Borral
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The next morning came by quickly as the sunlight pierced through the inn's room window and cast it light onto the bed next to the wall. The light glinted against armor that shone into the face of one of the sleeping occupants, who only groaned and covered her face with one of the blankets. But after a few moments, Aetrius stirred awake as she remembered what day it was, and what the plans were, she quickly scrambled out of the bed and got dressed into her set of light armor and threw on her black cloak, but as she was assembling her gear, she froze. Memories of the prior night came back floodong into her mind and she felt her face flush with an immense blush. Shit...That....Fuck..It did...didn't it.. she thought to herself as she looked at Linde who was fast asleep in the bed.

She couldn't help as a small smile did crease her lips, and she gently planted a kiss on Linde's forehead and coverd her with the blankets. With her swords and gear ready, she easily slipped out of the room and headed into the inn's dining hall and sat down at one of rhe tables, she ordered some food and waited for the others to join her, which she hoped was soon. Thankfully when her food arrived Kieran joined her at the table and the two conversed and began eating while waiting for the others to join them as they'd discuss their plans once more before they put it into action.

After Aetrius, Kieran, Lolan, Josephine, and Rose had breakfast, Aetius prepared to meet up with Kyero for the plan. As she made her way to Kyero with Kieran she thought, Is..Is Linde okay..? I hope I didn't...oh Heresta's Breast what did I do... she mumbled to herself and exited the inn. Shortly after she found Kyero, "So, what's the plan? " she questioned as she crossed her arms and awaited the plans.

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Character Portrait: Kyero Character Portrait: Linde Xe' Almna Character Portrait: Lonán Arzura Character Portrait: Korriban "Aetrius" Borral Character Portrait: Josephine Dezantro Character Portrait: Kieran Borral
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Lonán made his way down the steps for breakfast, trying his best to hide the conflict that was written in his mind. He couldn’t shake what had occurred as he was meditating. ”’The Seeds of the Clan’s future?’ What did Ceres mean? I mean, sure the She Wolf of Heresta was known to have a level head even in combat, but was the encounter in my dreamscape real, or just in my head?” He thought as he ate his breakfast. He knew his part in the plan. Help Linde clear a path once they had Miils, then escort Josephine to the place where she’d assume responsibility as Princess.

Princess. There’s the rub, if he wanted to win her heart if she stayed, he faced a terrible decision. But what in blazes did his Ancestor mean by he’d make an impact on the clan regardless of which path to choose? Was it some sort of Test made by Heresta? He couldn’t know.

”Backtracking to the Plan however, Where’s Linde?” He mused. ”Is she sleeping in?” If that was the case, only Heresta, and probably Aetrius knows why.

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Character Portrait: Kyero Character Portrait: Linde Xe' Almna Character Portrait: Lonán Arzura Character Portrait: Korriban "Aetrius" Borral Character Portrait: Josephine Dezantro Character Portrait: Kieran Borral
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Come the morning, it was time.

The promised day had arrived, and today was a day for precise execution of a carefully calculated plan to rid Triveila of a traitor. The death of the former Queen struck the entire nation as a devastating loss, but none were affected as much as the Queen's longtime friend and future successor, Josephine Dezantro.

Speaking of Lady Dezantro, she was pacing in the room with her hands behind her back. Her role was to remain safe and out of the way so that the others could execute the plan. One new arrival, however, an old acquaintance of hers, Johan Persh, decided to accompany Kieran, Aetri, and Kyero. Linde had since awoken and was paired with Lonan at a location not far from the intended location of where Kieran was to guide Miils. A one-way dead-end alleyway where they could easily trap him and bring him back.

Josephine paced nervously as another arrival, longtime ally Bronsen Furth, arrived to protect and keep her company. Her allies and friends were slowly revealing themselves to the group, making their locations and purpose known. Subtly, but surely.

And thus the waiting game for Josephine began. Aetri and Kyero were in position, ready to begin. It was up to Kieran now to get them rolling when Miils stepped out from his home.

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Aetrius followed Kyero and their new companion that went by the name Johan Persh and made their way to Mills' house. They took up their positions, Kyero and Aetrius stayed to the shadows and out of sight as Kieran stayed down below in the streets. Aetrius could feel her heart beating in her chest, feeling as though it would burst out any moment. She looked across the way into the shadows, seeing a faint red glow under a hood and a shadowy figure, she nodded and looke down to see Kieran making her way down the street. Her part began, and how it all would go would be up to her fully, the others giving her their full trust and hope in the matter.

Kieran could feel her heart beating as well, as she knew seveeal eyes were watching her from above, and the new pair of eyes hiding in his spot as well. She sighed as she made her way casully down the street, dressed in form fitting brown pants, a thin yet complimentary white silk shirt, boots that came to her knees and had her hair dressed in a braid that hung loosely on her shoulder. In a sense, casual wear, but not commoner clothing. She knew what her duty was and would do it the best of her abilities. She was positioned outside of his house, but in a none suspicious place, among other people. Casually making conversation with commoners as she stood leaning against one of the buildings as she intended to blend in and learn what she could from them the best she could, in the most passive way possible waiting for Mills to go about his day, whatever that would entail. But she knew full well what would be his fate by the end of the day, Heresta willing.

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Kyero observed quietly as he kept his eyes glued to the doorway ahead of Kieran. It took a long, long time. Waiting was, without question, the most stressful and anxiety-building activity of any operation with an important outcome of this magnitude. But at last the door opened, and from within stepped their target.

Dressed in the finest cloth, standing tall and proud, Borathian Miils exited his home and stepped into the light of day. He was handsome for his age in his mid 30's, and ultimately was more imposing than they'd thought. Standing just over 6' in height with a lean frame, he didn't look your typical noble. Usually they were lanky and weak, but he seemed youthful and full of vitality.

Not as easy a mark as they'd have hoped, and Kyero was able to tell he could handle himself as well.

Good luck, Kieran. He thought.

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Time had seemed to pass by rather slowly for them as they awaited for Mills' to exit his home, which eventually he did. Outstepped a tall and rather in shape man, in his mid 30's dressed in very formal clothing, Kieran couldn't help it as her face slightly turned a light pink. Not from him being attractive, while yes he was, but because now they knew what he looked like, he very easily could take care of himself. And just as Josephine had gone over with him, he was more so brains than anything else and trying to seduce him with her appearance, she'd have to be smarter than that. She had to think of anything, anything at all to try and lead him somewhere off to where they could get him alone and out of sight. She watched him for a few minutes as she figured out what to do.

From above Aetrius and Kyero stayed to the shadows and waited for their time to get into action and take him back to the inn and question him before they went off with Josephine to handle the rest from there. Her eyes opened wide when she saw him step out of his house, and there stood Mills. He was tall and strong, she sighed and nodded He'll be harder to take down than we thought...Oh well. it's up to Kie until we can get him from sight...C'mon, Kie. You got this... she thought to herself as she observed as Mills had started to walk away.

Kieran had to act quickly on her feet, she only casually ended the fake conversations with the people she was blending in with, and casually followed Mills from a distance, doing her best to blend in with the others walking down the street and had to think of something quick to get him into a closed off space from the public eyes. And the last thing she wanted was for him to make a run for it and disappear, but with Aetrius and Kyero from above, they'd have an eagle eye view from him the whole time. So slowly and as casually as they could they continued to follow after him, hoping to come up with a good idea, or at least once they came to a lesser busy part of town and an alleyway, they'd be able to easily get him and leave for the inn. Heresta willing of course.

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Character Portrait: Kyero Character Portrait: Linde Xe' Almna Character Portrait: Lonán Arzura Character Portrait: Korriban "Aetrius" Borral Character Portrait: Josephine Dezantro Character Portrait: Kieran Borral
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Borathian Miils meandered casually through the streets of Triveila with Kieran close behind. He greeted people he met along the way kindly, giving them a bow or a nod of his head and a few kind words. A very smooth talker. Eventually, he sat down at a chair at an outdoor restaurant and ordered a meal and a drink, and pulled out a journal and began jotting down a few notes.

"The time is upon me. It's now not but a simple matter of ensuring the final pieces fall into place. When they do, I will ascend the throne at long last replacing the noble's bastard child as the rightful ruler of this land. At last my destiny shall be fulfilled come the fading light of day. And as the sun rises upon the morrow, I will be Triveila's new King."

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From above Aetrius and the others watched as Mills had begun to make his move and walk down the streets of Triveila. They nodded at each other from above and like the shadows, they moved silently and out of sight and hearing from the world, nothing to be seen or heard, and that was their goal. To remain unseen and unknown to Mills', lest the plan goes south, that is when they would act. They watched as he made his way to a small outside restaurant, with Kieran close enough behind him, but far away enough to not bring suspicion upon her, and give him the idea and notion he was being followed, not yet at least.

Aetrius and Kyero remained unseen as they took their places in the shadows above, watching from their eagle eye view as Kieran did her work below. Kieran casually watched as he sat at the small table after he had gotten food and drink, and began writing something down in his notebook. She quickly thought to herself and began to devise a hopeful plan. She casually walked up to the bar and ordered herself a drink and stood there with a coin in her hand as she paid for another drink, "For the man over there at the table with the book." she said softly and took another sip of her drink. The barkeep took note of who she ordered the drink for and had it brought to Mills' table, "For you, Sir Mills. From the lovely lady at the bar with the red hair." he said as he handed the drink to Mills, placing it on the table, gave Mills a bow, and meekly left back for the bar where Kieran casually stood, minding her own business as she drank her small pint of ale, hoping that Mills would slowly fall for their plan, if not they'd need to act on their feet and would possibly have to fall onto Plan B, which was only follow him until he was alone and grab him. Heresta hoping it wouldn't come to that.

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Miils eyed the drink warily, and gently pushed it to the side with his index finger as he closed his journal and slipped it into his interior pocket. He stood up and approached Kieran, standing behind her calmly and with a gentlemanly smile.

"Apologies for turning down the kind offering, milady." He said with a slight bow.

"May I ask who sent the kind offer?"

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Kieran had waited patiently for Miils to either take the drink she had offered him or if he grew suspicious and would reject and walk away. She remained seated at the bar when she heard someone walk up close enough behind her and spoke to her, noting it was Mills as she had recognized the voice as well as the fact he had left her line of sight from where she was.

She turned around and faced him, taking note of his demeanor and supposedly genuine smile. She returned his bow with her own and gave a fake, but genuine enough seeming smile in return. When he asked who had offered him a drink, she simply nodded with another smile. "I saw that you appeared to be rather stressed, and a good drink usually helps cure one's stresses. I apologize if I was wrong in assuming you drank, good sir. My apologies." she said with another bow of her head as she looked at him with a small smile.

Miils chuckled.

"No need for apologies, milady." He said, reaching out to take and kiss her hand as a gentleman should.

Following that, he let go of her hand.

"You are of Saharan descent if I'm not mistaken. Is that right?"

Kieran watched and studied his face as casually as she could as he spoke, he seemed genuine enough. And by that she knew he was all too dangerous, a calm, cool and collected and always thinking man in a situation like this could end badly for them if he were to figure them out.

She nodded and smiled at him when he asked if she was of Saharan decent. This could either be a genuine question, or he was already starting to piece together what was going on. All the while Kieran kept up her part and did her best in acting the part she was given, "Yes, sir. Shaharan born and raised until I decided that life wasn't for me. What gave it away? The red hair?" she asked with a small chuckle as she took another sip of her drink and looked back at Miils.

He smiled with a soft chuckle.

"No, no. While it's true your hair is unique, given that most Shaharan hair is either brown or black due to the desert nation's climate, what gave it away was the clothing and the subtle accent."

Kieran chuckled softly as well and sighed, clasping her hands together and gave a smirk. She looked back at him and nodded, "Well, you got me. I guess there really is no hiding the accent, my good sir." she said with another light chuckle.

She looked back at him, "Is there anything I can get for you? Or do for you? It's the least I can do. Food or drink I have no problem with." she said as she gave him a kind and genuine smile, as she had to admit, he was very charming and attractive, but she knew what kind of person he truly was, and it secretly disgusted her as she had to continue interacting with this killer of the former Queen and friend of Josephine's.

"Not at all, milady. In fact, allow me to buy you another drink." He said, waving at the bartender.

"Borathian Miils, at your service. May I ask your name, milady?"

Kieran gave him a nod as he, in turn, offered a drink and happily and calmly accepted his offer. "Your offer is most appreciated. Thank you, sir Borathian Miils. And me? Oh, my name is Rionn Wrel, Sir Miils." she said as she gave him another nod of her head, and kind smile.

He gave a nod.

"Please, milady. The "sir" isn't necessary. 'Miils' will do just fine." He said politely.

The new drink arrived, and he slid it in front of her.

"For the lovely Lady Wrel." He said with a charming and graceful flourish of his hand as it slid away from the glass to toy with a lock of her hair.

Kieran gave him a smile when he became somewhat more casual in his actions and speech, saying that 'sir' wasn't necessary. Kieran gave him another nod, but what struck her as odd was his actions, the kiss on her hand earlier and now the toying with her hair..? A tingle went down her spine, but not one of a nice variety, but a tingle of disgust and revolt as he touched her hair. She knew what kind of man he was, but she had to play the innocent passerby for now.

She looked at him with a fake smile and grabbed the cup in her hand and put it in the air as a way of saying 'cheers' and took a sip. She looked back up at him and smiled, "But honestly...What can I do for you, Miils? It isn't every day that someone like you would willingly talk to someone such as me. A traveler. What it is that you want?" she asked as she picked up the drink and took another sip, but this time she gave him a certain look, somewhat flirty but overly so that he would be turned away just now.

Miils gestured with his hand, casually waving the question off.

"Oh, it's nothing milady. I'm a man of curious nature. That's all. A drink offered is either from someone very dull or someone very interesting. I chose to believe the latter in your case. And I'm pleased to say I was right."

He sat on a stool next to her.

"So, what brings you to the city of Triveila Ms. Wrel?"

Kieran smiled and nodded, "That is true, and very flattering. But like I said. I saw that you seemed stressed, and sometimes a drink and also a companion will help. I just thought it'd be the polite thing to do." Kieran said and took another sip of the drink.

She adjusted in her seat as Miils sat down next to her and cleared her throat, "Travel. It's all I've been doing for the past few years. Nothing really exciting, honestly." she gave him a small smile and then back at the barkeep and asked for water for Miils, which soon arrived and was placed in front of him on the counter.

"Interesting."

Taking a sip of his water, he set the cup down and spun it in his hand.

"Please do correct me if I'm wrong, milady. But I do detect the faint aroma of a perfume not commonly used anywhere but within the Royal Family of Triveila... Might you be familiar with the soon-to-be Princess? Miss Josephine Dezantro?" He asked casually, but knowingly.

Kieran managed to keep herself composed as he asked her about the smell of perfume she had, if only she had remembered to change clothing... She only had one chance to manage to not have Miils catch on and know what was going on. One last chance to get him easily without having to rely on Kyero and Aetrius, which they may have need to do so shortly.

Kieran looked at him and smiled and chuckled, "My family...They were once good friends with the royal family. If you could say that. If not suppliers for them and Triveila, if not anything else. With the death of my parents two years ago, and now the recent passing of the former Queen, may Heresta bless her soul...I decided it was only right to pay respects on my family's behath. Other than that, I have no ties to the family. Simply gave them my regards on the family name, that is all." she said plainly as she took another sip of the drink.

Miils observed carefully her response, keeping a casual and not at all revealing smile on his face as he sipped at his water. Upon the completion of her story, he set the cup down and stood from the stool.

"Most honorable of you." He said quietly.

"Ms. Wrel... May I offer a word of advice to you?" He asked, his voice suddenly becoming darker and more sinister despite his smile.

"Never leave the side of the Royal Family when you are close with them, because you never know when someone may come along to threaten their lives." He said, paying the barkeep for the drinks.

"Whatever hole you crawled out of, Ms Wrel, I suggest you return to it at once. Miss Dezantro may be in danger. After all, what makes an ally an ally when allegiance can so easily be bought?" He asked in a lower, menacing voice.

He leaned over her shoulder and whispered in her ear.

"Good day, Ms Wrel."

And with that, he began walking away calmly.

Kieran grinned and also grimaced at the same time as he whispered in her ear, she understood when someone was clearly threatening her and others, and the way he spoke was clearly a threat. She silently watched as he began to walk away, and nodded. If there's one thing he doesn't know...Is that I'm too good of a liar in every way possible...And that my loyalty cannot be swayed. I've done my part, I'll have to go back to the inn and take care of Josephine and the others, prepare them for whatever Miils' may be planning...Now, it's their turn.. she thought to herself as she looked up into the darkness, being able to see Aetrius and Kyero just faintly in the dark. She gave them a nod, stood up and walked the opposite direction of Mills', indicating that her role was now done and that she had to leave. Eventually of which she made it back to the inn and told the others what Miils' was planning.

Meanwhile, Aetrius and Kyero stayed to the shadows and waited for Kyero to begin their backup plan of getting Miils, taking him back to the inn and stopping his plan of killing Josephine and the others. Now, now was the most important mission of Aetrius' career...She'd have to save a princess from being assassinated.

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Kyero gave Aetri a nod, and his eyes flashed brightly before the glow faded entirely cloaking him in darkness. Aetri was seemingly sucked into the darkness with him, and the next moment she was on the roof with Kyero leaping across to the next, giving her a jerk of his head to follow him.

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Aetrius nodded at Kyero and was then swiftly enveloped in pure darkness and for a moment her heart stopped. What happened? Where was she? It was then that she realized it was the power that Kyero possessed, how he always managed to get around as quickly as he does. She looked at him when she was let go of and was on the same room as he was, and nodded as he gestured to follow him. She silently followed him and kept her eye on Miils, as she knew she'd have to make sure he was apprehended now, or everything they did would be for nothing. She'd listen to Kyero for this mission, as he was even better than her at hunting targets, and so they followed Miils from above until Kyero gave the command to attack Miils

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Time ticked by far too slowly. And for Linde, it couldn't be any more aggravating.

"They should have come through by now." She said quietly to herself.

Linde toyed with a lock of her hair to calm her nerves, glancing back to Lonan.

"You haven't seen them yet, have you?"

Lonán paced several times. He was getting nervous himself. He knew not what took them so long. The crisis he suffered last night made him nervous, and now, the plan probably took off in a different direction, to the point Linde Asked him if he saw them yet.

”No, not yet. Something’s wrong, I can feel it in my bones.” He said shifting his shoulders, testing how his sore one was feeling. If it came down to a fight he hoped that one was healed enough for him to use his sword properly if he had to use it. ”This is going to be a bad day.”

Linde kept watch on Lonan, noting his shoulder test.

"If anything happens, let me deal with it first. That shoulder needs rest. If you tear those stitches or cause further damage, I might not be able to fix you later." She warned.

Lonán sighed. ”I know... I’m just antsy today Linde, and very worried. About a lot of things.” He said, acknowledging her words. ”Alright, I’ll follow your lead on this one then.” he took a moment to take a deep breath and look up at the skies.

It may be a bad day, but at least the sky was still picturesque in his mind. His gaze shifted to the rooftops, just to see if anything was out there.

Linde nodded.

"Let's just keep our eyes open for now."

Time passed, and before long Linde knew something was up. And, almost on cue, Kyero and Aetrius appeared on the rooftops just the next street over.

"Dammit. Kieran must not have been able to woo him. He's on foot. That means it's time for plan B. Let's go. We need to make sure Aetrius and Kyero can take him without anyone seeing!"

”Right!” he replied as he prepared to follow Linde’s lead for the now potential chase. Now wasn’t the time to think about his worries. He had to focus on the task at hand and how to fight without aggravating his wound. Damn that Former Te’i Sai!

So with task in hand he followed Her lead. ”Heresta, bless us for Victory in this our hour of need and ask you to witness us.” He Mentally prayed.

Linde led him through the crowded streets to the next street over which, thankfully, was far less populated. Together, they set about keeping track of where Kyero and Aetrius were and tailing the man they seemed to be following. It had to be Miils.

Keeping her eye on Kyero, she waited for the signal, a flick under his chin, that the coast ahead was clear to shove him into an alleyway for Kyero and Aetrius to capture him by force. And finally the moment arrived. Kyero flicked his chin indicating ahead was clear, and Linde turned to nod to Lonan to help keep anyone off her back while she shoved him into the alley just ahead. His job would be damage control, keeping prying eyes away from anyone who happened to see the shove.

And, as luck would have it, one woman did see Linde shove him into the alley and began walking over to investigate.

Lonán saw the woman approaching. He had to think on his toes quickly in order to get her to leave the area. But if he said the wrong thing, the plan would be ruined. He had to think up a lie and think it up quick! He approached the woman and simply said, ”Excuse me, I’ve seemed to have lost my way. Do you know which way the Inn I’m staying at is?” He asked, acting like a simple tourist, a fresh mercenary face looking for a job that got turned around. Hopefully that would distract her long enough for the others to snatch Miils and get out of that alleyway.

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As Kieran returned to the Inn, she was met with unpleasant news. Upon entering the room, both Josephine and Bronsen Furth, the ally with her, had disappeared. In their place was someone new and unfamiliar sitting in a chair with one leg crossed over the other and his fingers interlaced.

"Greetings. Did you come for the traitor?" He asked.



Meanwhile, back with Kyero and the others...

As soon as Miils was tossed into the alley by Linde he leaped down from the rooftops and landed behind him as he regained his footing. Grabbing him by the neck and hoisting him up off the ground, he held him loose like a rag doll until...

"HahahaHAHAHAHA!!!"

He was laughing.

"Wonderful, everyone! Just wonderful!" He said, clapping for their efforts.

Kyero dropped him, and he dusted himself off and cracked his neck.

"You seem-" He said, turning around. But he was cut off upon seeing Kyero's glowing red eyes and staggered a step back. "Y-you! What are you-" Kyero interrupted by grabbing his throat and pulling him in close, nose to nose.

"My presence is not your concern... Only that my blade is in your stomach."

Glancing down, Kyero's orichalcum blade was indeed embedded in his stomach to a small degree. He'd slit his flesh and slid the blade inside without triggering any nerves... He wasn't as good as the legends said... He was better. Blood dripped into his clothing and he swallowed a lump before smiling again.

"So the traitor has friends in low places. I see. Well, you may wish to let go and remove the blade from my flesh if you want her to live." He growled.

Kyero wasn't risking it. He removed the dagger and let go of him, causing him to cough his lungs free and straighten himself out.

"Much better. At least the Demon has some common sense. Now, to business?" He asked pleasantly.

Kyero's eyes narrowed.

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After Kieran had gotten enough out of sight of Miils, she made a mad dash back for the inn, dodging and weaving between pedestrians and shopkeeps until she made it back to the inn. She pand heavily as she walked into the door and stopped when she entered the room and saw no one, at least not anyone she knew until she saw the man in the chair. She calmed herself down and looked at him with questioning eyes, keeoin her guard up if anyone tried tackling her from out of sight.

She crossed her arms and looked at him, "And who might that be? I don't have a clue what or who you're refering to." she said casually as she looked at him with glaring eyes.

"Come now. We've been keeping an eye on the traitor since she arrived. Our spies are everywhere."

He stood from the chair, keeping his hands clasped in front of his chest.

"Nevertheless, I'll ask a different question... Did you really think she'd be able to return without getting herself caught? Sir Miils owns the guardsmen of this city, you know. And word travels faster than the horse these days. He's known she was coming ever since she crossed the border."

He began pacing like a patient gentleman.

"So then, what's your role in all this, hmm?" He asked, glaring at her out of the corner of his eye.

Kieran eyed him as he spoke and listened to each and every word carefully. She examined the way he stood and carried himself, seemed to only be more so brains than brawn. She chuckled and shook her head, "So what he said was true...Loyalty can be bought so easily. Pity, really. As for the traitor, it's only funny that you're the one working for the very traitor you've been searching for." she said as she gave him another chuckle and sigh.

kieran looked at him with anger in her eyes, "As for my role, I have none. My role is over and I have no more part in this matter. So, just go and I'll act like I never saw you." she said as she walked passed him and gave him another sharp glare.

Keeping his eyes on Kieran, the man smiled.

"You may or may not live to regret that decision, miss... The traitor is being transferred to a secure facility near the Southwestern border, and heavily sedated. We know her warrior status. If you wish to save her, you'd better gather your friends and start moving now. Or you may never find her."

With that he began makin his way towards the exit, but paused as he opened the door.

"Oh, and did she not tell you?"

He glanced over his shoulder to Kieran.

"If she doesn't officially take the title of Princess within the next four days, she forfeits the rights to Sir Miils who shall become the next King. Good day."

And he was gone.

Kieran glared at him all the while the man spoke, her eyes never losing her sharp glare that she held on the man. She watched as he began to walk away, "I know when I'm being threatened...But I can assure you..She'll be just fine.." she said with a sharp tongue as the man disapeared. Once he was gine Kieran sighed and rubbed her temples. " I need a drink... " she mumbled to herself as she left for the bar in the inn.


Meanwhile..

Aetrius watched as Kyero got a hold on Miils and even slightly injured him. Once Kyero had done his part, Aetrius walked up to Miils and glared down at him, "We have a doctor with us...and I don't think she'd even want to hwlp your bastard ass..." she said with a growl as she looked at Linde for a slight moment and then back at Miils. " Regardless..You've lost, Miils." she said as she grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and swiftly smashed his face into her leg, knocking him unconsious.

With that the group swiftly left and eventually made it back to the inn, bringing Miils into the room and tying him to chair, leaving Kyero to guard him. "I'll go see if Josephine is with Kieran...Wherever she is." she said as she began to turn and leave, with a slight pit in her stomach as she began to have a bad feeling in her gut.

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Back at the inn, everyone entered to find Kieran and Josephine missing. Miils was tied to a chair and Kyero stood before him with not a dagger, but a wooden spoon in his hand with everyone else either sitting outside the room if they didn't want to see what was going to happen, or standing behind him.

Kyero slapped Miils in the face, waking him up. He struggled at first to free himself, but soon accepted his situation.

"I have to give you credit for taking me captive... Seems you seek to harbor and aid the traitor, don't you?"

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Lonán was in shock of the whole thing. Firstly, Josephine was probably in danger, and couldn’t be found. Secondly, the bastard obviously knew something like this was happening, and was probably deluded by calling Josephine a traitor.

”Says the man who paid an assassin to kill the Queen.” He growled out. ”If it was me asking the questions in the mind I was in, Sir, I’d make you wish you haven’t made me cross!”

Lonán took a step back and remained in the room. He wanted to hear from this Man’s mouth exactly what was going on. If he had to witness Kyero’s interrogation to find out where the woman he’s slowly grown to love was, so be it. Whatever this was about, had better be worth this man still breathing. He had to contain his anger for now, for if he let it out, this man would be dead and Josephine forever lost.

The back of his mind however, told him to trust that she’d take care of herself. He nodded to himself and prepared to watch the interrogation.

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Miils laughed at both Lonan's comment and continued laughing at Kieran and Aetrius going back and forth. When Aetrius left, he caught his breath.

"Someone get that woman a sedative, and get this one a pillow. She's so drunk she's likely to die of alcohol poisoning."

Linde scowled at the man, but restrained herself as she sighed and watched as Kyero approached Miils with the spoon in hand. He knelt down beside Miils on the left, facing the others, and holding it up next to Miils' hand.

"Is that wooden spoon supposed to scare me? Ha! Some demon you are."

Kyero's eyes began glowing brighter.

"Linde, please douse the lights."

Linde did as requested, dousing the lamp lights until only one remained which was barely enough to light the room next to herself, Kieran, and Lonan. Kyero was completely invisible save his eyes and the silhouette of his face against the light from those crimson orbs. Miils felt his hand being grabbed on the arm of the chair, and the spoon placed flat against the back of his hand.

"That's not going to do much now, is it?" He asked.

Kyero made a "hmph" sound, and began gently brushing the back of his hand with the spoon.

"Are you trying to excite me, or torture me?

"Neither."

Miils blinked, thinking this all some kind of joke. However, the spoon was being pushed against his hand a little bit harder which started making it uncomfortable. It was made of wood, after all, and it began to put splinters into the back of his hands making him wince at each one. Harder and harder Kyero pressed the spoon against his hand until the splinters were being dug in deep enough to spike the tendons in the hand causing him great discomfort and sharp twinges of pain. He grit his teeth and growled to stifle the pain, trying to tough it out.

"You think that's going to be enough? Haha. You're just a boy, after all, aren't you?"

Kyero didn't reply. His eyes remained glued to Miil's hand as he rubbed the spoon harder and harder against the man's flesh. The more he rubbed, the more raw the skin became and more its integrity faltered. Soon, the skin began to peel and split causing blood to seep from beneath the spoon. And it didn't take long for Miils to begin grunting and gasping in pain.

With a flick of his wrist, Kyero spun the spoon in his hand until the edge of it faced his hand. Pushing down and turning slightly, the corner of the spoon's edge pressed into one of the splits in his skin causing it to widen and grow which made Miils yell in pain as it grew larger and larger. And, before long, Kyero tossed the bloody spoon over towards the others on the floor. Crimson liquid glistening off its soft wooden surface.

Kyero used his fingertips to grip the flesh of the split and pulled it sideways, skinning his hand. White, bloodstained tendons became exposed. Bone peeked through the gaps in twitching muscle tissues. Kyero peeled the skin further and further, inch by inch, until the flesh of his hand hung from his fingertips lazily like a glove. Blood trickled from the dangling flesh like it did in a butcher's shop from the freshly slain animals. Kyero then grabbed one tendon, the one on Miils' index finger, and pulled on it to both cause pain and make his finger pull back to an uncomfortable position.

Miils, meanwhile, fought the pain well despite his cries. Using a wooden spoon to weaken the flesh before peeling it by hand... Clever. He'd have to remember it for when he got out of this and caught Josephine and tortured her for whatever information she'd be worth later.

"Where is she being taken?"

Miils growled a few more breaths and glared into the burning crimson spheres.

"It's too late even if I did tell you."

Kyero yanked the tendon, snapping both it and, as a consequence, breaking his finger pulling it back against the back of his hand. Miils cried in pain as the white tendon wriggled and flopped out to the side of his hand while his finger then hung limp and lifeless without the tendon to provide it with support.

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Lonán glowered at the sisters as they spoke roughly and told a detail Lonán, if the situation at hand wasn’t stressful enough, would have sought answers for right away. But Aetrius’ problems had to wait another day, and it seems it’d require for a little trip back to Saharan to clear up. Perhaps it’s on one of the paths laid out before him, as part of the ‘Seeds’ of the future. No, Find out where Josephine is and help see this man to an executioner with the evidence she has. As far as she is concerned, I won’t let him touch that Throne.” He thought.

Kyero then began his interrogation, and slowly but surely the Saharan began to feel a slightly uneasy feeling in his stomach, like he shouldn’t witness this. He gagged but held it in as he kept the anger on his face. But Miils wasn’t ”Maybe he didn’t ask clearly enough, and you underestimate us, and him. So unless you want it to get worse, and I have a feeling it shall, or you want me to just flay you alive, You’d better answer us right now.” Lonán warned, his mouth turning into a snarl, letting a small amount of his anger vent through, showing his frustration.

”Where are they taking Miss Dezantro?” He hissed out, as he laid his hand on his skinning knife.

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Miils growled and stifled a scream as the searing pain in his hand streaked through his arm. The feeling of his flesh hanging like that and the snapped tendon... It was like nothing he'd ever felt before. His hand would never be the same. But it didn't matter. They could cut his hand off for all he cared. He could rule without one hand. If anything he could twist this into a survival of an assassination attempt and a conspiracy against his rightful rule.

"I... Won't tell you anything." He panted.

"My rule is assured no matter what you do now."

Kyero observed him calmly, but suddenly furrowed his eyebrows in a scowl and snapped another tendon, followed by a third and a fourth and finally all five leaving his fingers and thumb all hanging limp.

”I decided to go easy on you to start... I thought you'd be tougher to break.” Kyero said in a low, calm voice.

"Wh-what are you talking about? I'm not breaking, ignorant whelp!"

Kyero smiled.

"Call it experience.”

Kyero reached down to his hanging flesh and pulled it back over his hand like a sick, blood-covered glove. Miils shrieked in pain as the flesh was yanked and slid over the exposed muscle and sinew, as well as the now snapped tendons which dangled loosely inside sliding and grinding away at anything beneath them. Kyero then pulled the flesh off his hand to the fingertips, then back over his hand like a glove. Back and forth, back and forth. Like a game of "On or Off." Miils continued shrieking in pain until Kyero finally ripped the flesh completely off, the flesh tearing at the fingernails with but a few minor bits hanging beneath them as they remained attached to the fingertips.

Miils panted heavily as tears leaked down his face. He'd never experienced pain like this, nor the sickening sensation of flesh being manipulated so... Casually. The Demon, despite the blood covering his hands, seemed to be enjoying this with that calm, confident smile and those glowing red eyes of his.

"Y-you think... You-... You can... Break me?!" Miils shouted, spitting on Kyero's face.

Kyero didn't flinch. Instead, he simply wiped the spit away with one of his thumbs and his smile widened.

”You've already broken. Your brain just hasn't caught on yet.”

"What are you talking abo-"

SNAP!!!

Miils's eyes widened, pupils dilating so small you almost couldn't see them, as the sound of flesh and bone being snapped away echoed through the room. He couldn't even scream as he looked down and saw his index finger had been torn off, left dangling by only a single strand of muscle tissue and bouncing gently up and down like a bungee chord. His eyes twitched and his body trembled as he observed Kyero take his middle finger between his thumb and index finger, and yanked it back snapping it just like the first and leaving it to dangle beside its partner.

At last Miils found his voice and screamed louder than ever before. Thankfully the in keeper was a friend of Josephine's and had dismissed all guests for the night, talking about a minor renovation, so they were free to do this without consequence of anyone finding out.

When Miils finally caught his breath and stopped screaming, Kyero gripped his ring finger the same way, preparing to snap it as he leaned down and looked at Miils out of the corner of his eye with that calm, joyous smile.

”You can make this stop, you know.”

SNAP!!! Another horrible shriek.

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”As far as I care about your desires for the throne, it’d be wasted on you! All this for that?! Neither of y-“ Lonán stopped as Kyero began the next phase it seemed. He slowly felt his stomach churn. Kyero wasn’t human, or else he wouldn’t be so calm during all this. Lonán struggled to keep a straight, controlled face as he turned to a shade of green. He knew he shouldn’t kill him, but the smile Kyero gave made Lonán believe Miils is going through hell.

”Must... think of Miss Dezantro, we have to find her and help her. But We have to get him to talk!” he thought. He had to make Miils answer and make sure he lives to see the trial Josephine wanted him to be. ”I swear.... He’ll see justice!”

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Kyero grinned wickedly in the dark, his white teeth just visible in the crimson light of his eyes.

"Haa... Haa... Haa... You can... Do as you like, Demon... You won't... Break me."

"Miils... Didn't I tell you?"

His face became visible as he leaned forward out of the shadows right beside Miils' head.

"You've already broken. Your brain just hasn't caught onto it yet."

Kyero's face disappeared into the darkness, and slowly, Miils began shrieking at the top of his lungs as a sickening crunch and tearing sound began to fill the room. Slowly, Kyero's eyes rose up behind Miils and blood could be seen dripping in dangerously from behind the chair. Suddenly, in Miils' stomach, red began to gather. His shirt pushed forward with a small, sharp point. And within moments a metal spiked rod appeared and burst through the cloth splashing a few droplets of blood out in front of Miils' feet. The rod was twisted and turned, rotated and pushed in and out. Miils' screams reached deafening levels as Kyero gleefully pushed it in as far as it would go until his hand holding the rod was against Miils' bloody back.

Leaning forward and resting his head beside Miils', he looked to the man and placed his hand on the back of Miils' skinned hand.

"I told you that you could make this stop... Unless you draw pleasure from this in some way. But by all means, if it pleasures you, I will gladly continue."

Miils' screams began to slow and his breathing came under control as he looked down, green in the face, at the rod poking through his stomach.

"Don't worry. I guided it past your internal organs... You'll be fine." Kyero hissed.

Miils' body was covered in sweat, his clothing gripped tight to his skin.

"So I'll ask one more time... Where are they taking her?"

The rod was pulled back and the tip almost disappeared inside his body, only to be thrust back to full depth again splashing a few droplets of blood to the floor in front of his feet accompanied by a scream.

"G-Gah!........ Haaa... Haaaaaaaa... Haa... Hhh..." He breathed.

Kyero leaned in, his ear twitching as he listened.

"Mo-... Fort Moraello... It's on the South-"

"Southwestern border just above the Veilbrand Northern Mountain chain. I know of it... But what good is your word on its own?"

Kyero twisted the rod making Miils growl and grunt as he tried to maintain his composure.

"I swear... That's where she is!... But you'll... Never make it in time... She's going to be executed upon arrival as a traitor..."

Kyero twisted the rod.

"How do we delay the order?"

"You don't... That's the point. I only told you so you'd know just how hopeless this truly was for you." He said, laughing through his choked gasps and coughs.

Kyero's eyes narrowed, and he removed the rod from his stomach and threw it to the floor between his feet. Walking out and into the light, Kyero gazed at Lonan.

"You and I are going to find her and bring her back. Linde. Remain here with Aetrius and Kieran and keep watch on this wretch."

Linde nodded firmly.

Looking at Lonan, "Let's not waste any time."

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Lonán’s eye widened as his pupils turned to pinpoints to focus on the man and the answers he gave. ”Y-You bastard!!” He slowly gripped his knife. He wanted to end him. End this man right now and send his bloody soul into the deepest darkest pits of hell. But at the back of his mind, a voice seemed to pierce his mind, the tone sounding it came like thunder in a sand storm. It only said one thing.

”No Lonán. He’s not a threat.”

Any rage Lonán had in him in that moment fell as it rose like a tide. As if the very nature of that voice intimated him. Then he realized Kyero’s gaze was on him, and not for the fact he was gripping his knife. He dropped said hand as he listened to what they had to do now. He shifted his gear and made sure is weapons were on him.

He took a deep breath, before looking at Kyero with determined eyes. ”Right. Let’s get going.” he stated, showing his readiness to go after them and rescue Josephine. He gave Miils a withering stare before following Kyero's lead.

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Kyero led Lonan out of the room leaving Linde to deal with the drunken Kieran and the thoroughly damaged Miils.

As she approached him, her eyes glazed over and she glared at him without emotion.

”Every fiber of my being tells me I should leave you to suffer the damage the Demon has inflicted...”

Miils stared at her with a wicked smile.

"But you can't, can you? Being a doctor?"

Linde approached rapidly and backhanded him as hard as she could sending him and his chair falling to the ground. He grunted and shrieked as his hand and hanging flesh struck the floor, and Linde pulled him upright, slapping him hard across the face.

”I've violated my oath before whenever I encountered men who deserve death. And if it weren't for the fact I want you to face proper justice, I would kill you right here, right now.”

"Ha! I believe you, my dear. That's what's so beautiful about you."

”Be silent!”

"Beauty should be complimented, should it no-"

Linde slammed her boot into the side of his head knocking him to the ground. The impact knocked him out immediately, and Linde cursed under her breath as she propped him up and gagged him before making sure he had no serious injuries. They couldn't afford him dying on them.

She dragged Kieran to her bed, and later found and guided a very drunken Atrius, who threw up all over her favorite night gown, to bed as well. She threw the night gown away and slept naked against her lover as punishment for what she'd done.

...

The next morning, Aetrius and Kieran both would wake up with nasty hangovers while Lonan was with Kyero on the road. Lonan on his horse and Kyero, supposedly, "right behind" him. Lonan couldn't see him anywhere, but every time they stopped to rest or catch a bite to eat Kyero somehow appeared right with him. And, unfortunately, Kyero had noticed something about their progress.

”It's best we slow our pace just a bit. Your horse shouldn't be taking this many rests. It slows us down more in the long run.”

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Lonán ate at a piece of jerky along with half of an apple. He had ridden Hawk for the last while, resting to try and conserve energy so that they can break out into galloping speed after. However, when Kyero appeared to point out the flaw in this, the Saharan paused mid eating. His mind had been wrestling with his anxiety ever since they left the Inn, now he looked at Hawk who seemed a bit worn out from the pattern at hand.

”I see the point you’re trying to make Kyero, if I run down Hawk it’ll get us into trouble. The only problem that I have is is that we don’t have a lot of time to get to Miss Dezantro and get back by whatever deadline Kieran spoke of, surely Miils had some contingency for if he nor her would be there to claim the throne.” He had a feeling it’d be bad all around if what he just spoke had occurred. It made him feel like exploding into a rage tenfold, however, he had to hold it in, for the time being, which annoyed him even more.

”Heresta Help me... I’m freaking angry with nothing to vent at! Not even a Bar fight! And I’m too mad to play Dragon’s Gambit!” He thought angrily, chewing on another piece of jerky.