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Welcome To The Future Brave Knight

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Simon and Elisabeth [37] "Insuperable in action, inseperable by character sheet"
Martellus B. Angelo [34] "We will start anew...And we will have our retribution..."
Masahiro kotsukata [1] I'm here now. What's next?

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Year:???
Location: Capital Of Centralia
3 months into Grandun Siege


It has been three long months since the war first began, and in only two months Centralia had lost nearly everything they used to own. Thankfully thanks to the Centralian army falling back with as many civilians and supplies as they could, they managed to reinforce the capital and began to hold out despite the constant barrage of siege weaponry, and waves of soldiers.

During the first week the Centralian army held off the wave of attackers with ease but as the days passed and more of the walls made unusable due to the constant barrage, they were eventually forced off the walls on the third week of the siege. But they still has one last defense left, the main gate which had held on for so long.

With scouts reporting that the Grandun army will arriving in full force in six hours, King Pedwin had ordered his messenger to send a message to a select group of people to meet up in the lower levels of the capital. This list included the Head Paladin Martellus, Knight Cacila, Mage Vidari, Reaper Swordsman Mashiro, Advisor Simon, and Bounty Hunter Elisabeth. He needed those people to help with the evacuation plan, but he also intended to make a public announcement to tell the people of his evacuation plan .

The king had ordered his royal guard to round up every knight and civilian in the city to meet up in front of the capital, just a few minutes after he had sent his messenger. In half an hour, he had succeded in rounding up everyone in the capital and began to make his speech. "My fellow people! I have gathered you today in our final gathering to tell you all that you can decide to evacuate our fair city. I will not be going with you all since I will be staying behind in this city that we have taken care of for these past 30 years! I refuse to let the army of Grandun trample over everything we have build without fighting back! I will not blame you for going, but I will not force you to go either. It is your decision on what to do next! Be the people to lead our kingdom on a new age! Or be remembered as a warrior in our final moments!" The king roared and the people cheered and applauded back.

About 5% of the people had walked to the capital, the rest of the population began to equip themselves with armor and weapons. Unfortunately the army of Grandun had arrived four hours earlier then what scouts had reported and they began to scale the walls and began to destroy the main gate. Everyone knew this was the last they were going to see the last of their glorious kingdom, but they were going to take as many Grandun soldiers as they could, even if all they could manage to do was wound them slightly.

Soon fighting began to erupt all over the Centralian kingdom, and those select few people who had not arrived within two hours would soon be caught in the fighting and one such person was Head Paladin Martellus who was making sure anyone willing to fight was equipped and put into squads.

Centralian Kingdom: Final Day Of The Siege

Martellus made his was through the once peaceful streets of his beloved kingdom, bodies are strewn across the street like discarded trash. Forcing himself to ignore the sight, he pressed forward to the capital when he encountered a pair of Grandun soldiers, wearing their plate armor with black and orange colors symbolizing their allegiance to Grandun. As soon as the pair saw Martellus, they both rushed at him swords already drawn. He draw his pike from his back and thew it full force against one of the soldiers, easily piercing his armor which was then followed by an explosion finishing the man off. Thinking he was now unarmed, the remaining soldier charged at Martellus only to watch in horror as the mans pike re-appeared in his hand and pierced his chest followed by another explosion.

With the pair of soldiers out his way, Martellus made his way past a barricade with a squad of Centalian knights before arriving at the capital before quickly making his way to the lower levels of the capital.

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"No, he called for you by name."
"Bullshit." Elisabeth snatched the letter from him and ran her eyes over it. Of course, she couldn't actually read, but she recognized the shape of her and Simon's names. He waited patiently for her to return it so he could read aloud: "Simon Caeronvar Yates and Elisabeth, post-haste, so on and so forth. I told you the king knows your name. You aren't just my tag-along."
"Please, like I'm ever the one following you."

The elf had already clasped her scale suit together before Simon asked if she wanted to go. "Right. So, to the capital, then?"
"...what do we do with the prisoner?"
Simon looked past the elf, to the Grandun scout they had tied to the fence surrounding the inn where they had spent the night, halfway between the advancing ranks of the enemy and their new destination. "I'm not sure. Of course, we already burned his letters and maps, but we can't be sure what he remembers."
The arcanist walked around the elf, to the scout, who was young and rightly terrified. He took a knife from the scout's belt and pressed the point against his ribs. "Stop struggling. I don't want to stab you on accident."
Elisabeth joined him, arms crossed, admiring her handiwork (which, as usual, came in the form of a broken nose and several bruises). "I want to stab him on purpose."
"Hey, look at me." Simon pulled him to his feet. "If I let you go, are you going to return to Grandun? Don't lie. I don't like lying."
The scout nodded slowly; his mouth was gagged and probably too painful to use anyway. "I appreciate the honesty. Now look around at all these refugees, fleeing because your people have burned their fields and homes. If I cut you free, it means I want to let you go. But I don't control them, and they're right sore at the sight of a uniform like yours."
"I've always wanted to see someone get ripped apart by an angry mob." Elisabeth uncrossed her arms and rested her hands on the pommels of her swords. Simon ignored her and continued: "You've got a twist ankle, at the least, don't you? You can't run." He raised the knife, brought it around to the scout's neck, then cut his gag loose. "I don't believe in execution prisoners, boy, because I'm not a Grandun. But I also believe in Karma." He cut the man's other restraints loose and gave him a hearty shove. "So get out of here, and pray to your king that you aren't beaten to death by these kind, Centralian people."


An hour later, Simon and Elisabeth cantered into the city on horseback. They were provided an unnecessary escort that brought them right to their destination. Elisabeth jumped down from her horse at the earliest opportunity and took her things from its saddle bags. Simon lowered himself more carefully and patted his mare's neck. "This might be the last time we're able to pass through this city without bloodshed."
"Thank the gods. I hate this place. The king better have summoned us because he wants a suicide mission to assamurderate the king of the Granduns. Though I don't know why he'd ask for you, if that was the case."
"Don't worry, Elisabeth; I'm sure soon enough you'll be elbow-deep in blood. Seems you can't go a day without it even when we aren't deadlocked in violent conflict."

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Caclia turned to her brother and grinned. "Think that pretty robe will protect you?" she asked as she tied back her hair. Her brother gave her a scowl and grabbed his staff. The female elf chuckled before placing her helmet on. She grabbed her cloak and gracefully swung it over her shoulders and tied it before placing the hood over her head. She placed her quiver across her back and picked up her bow. "Shall we go then?" she asked her younger brother.

He nodded. The two were about to embark on a trip to the lower levels of Centrailia's capital, having just received the message requesting their immediate arrival. Why they were chosen and what they would be doing in the capital was unknown to the twins, but both had a devotion to King Pedwin. They were happy to help, even if it meant their lives. After all, that was why Caclia had become a knight and Vidari a well-trained mage.

The two left the home they had been staying at and mounted their horses. Caclia rode a black mare and Vidari a white one, which would have come as no surprise to those who knew them well. The twins had the same light blue eyes, but other than that their appearance differed greatly. Caclia was a black haired elf, also preferring the colour for her wardrobe and armour. Vidari had white hair, perhaps because he was gifted in water and ice magic or perhaps because Mother Nature had decided to have a good laugh the day the twins were born. Regardless, he always preferred to wear white clothes. So it was of no surprise to their parents when the two swapped the horses initially given to them. Neither mind their given mares, but would prefer the one that suited their colour. So the two had switched horses upon mutual agreement.

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"Are you alright?" Vidari asked his sister as they dismounted their horses. The two had encountered a few Grandun soldiers on their way to the fortified part of the city. The twins had stopped for a quickly break when the soldiers appeared. Between the two of them they had managed just fine, but one had hit Caclia with the hilt of his sword before promptly being set on fire. Her arm was sore, but she would live.

"Yes I'll be fine," she replied. "Let's hurry. If there are Grandun soldiers this close to the city, there are likely many more on the way." Caclia set a quick pace, with her brother close behind her.

As the two walked, neither could help but wonder why they had been called. Yes, they were elves but elves were not uncommon in Centrailia. The king could have called for any number of eleven who were mages or knights. Furthermore, why had they been called? What did the king have in store for them? Both suspected that others had been summoned, though Caclia was less thrilled about this prospect than Vidari. Nevertheless, the two kept walking towards the lower levels of the city in silence.

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Martellus arrive in the lower levels of the capital where they were all supposed to meet up. The room was just a square room surrounded by books with only one way in, inside the room Simon, Elisabeth, Caclia, Vidari, and a small group of civilians were already there making him to be the last person to arrive. "Your attention everyone!" Martellus called out to everyone in the room to get their attention. "If you don't know already, I am Head Paladin Martellus of the Centralian Kingdom. I will be explaining shortly why we all are here but King Pedwin would like to speak to everyone in the room."

As if on cue, King Pedwin entered the room wearing a full set of golden plate-mail armour. "Greetings my fellow people and honoured guests of the kingdom, as you all know we have lost the war against Grandun which is not easy news to deal with. I have come here to personally say my final goodbyes since this will be the last time you see and hear of me. I will be going off to fight alongside my people soon, but I wanted to say that you are all going to be the future of our kingdom. Head Paladin Martellus will explain what is going on but for now this is goodbye." King Pedwin finished talking before slamming his fist on his chest and leaving the room.

"I know it's hard, knowing that our fair King is going to die in battle. But our mission here is also important." Martellus began as he began to pace back and fourth. "You see for three months our top mages led by our kingdoms most powerful Mage, Archmage Kyle, have been secretly developing a way to transport a large group of people over a vast amount of distance in a few seconds which they have named "teleportation". At first we thought we could use it to kill Carlos Yagez, the King of Grandun, however our teleportation method is not precise which means that it will not take us where we want it to. We did however find a stretch of land unknown to the Grandun kingdom which we have decided to evacuate everyone, this is where we come in. This stretch on land may contain monsters or bands of bandits that may pose a danger to the civilians and we are here to clear them out." After finishing his explanation, the civilians looked around but found no sign of the Archmage or any of the mages around.

"Now if you would all follow me, I will show you the work our mages spent night and day on." Martellus spoke as he turned around and began to move a bookcase out of the way which revealed a wooden door behind it. He then opened the door at motioned for everyone to follow him.

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Elisabeth stood with crossed arms. Anyone important enough to the king to be in the room knew her or her reputation, and while many had reason to be glad to see her in good health and thankful for her participation, few dared make eye contact. She had a grimace and clear discomfort with the confines of the room.
Simon, on the other hand, was a chattable gossip and accomplished multitasker. He had a book, selected at random from one of the shelves, and made idle conversation while he read. Elisabeth, as always, stood over his shoulder, expecting enemies where there were none. Her stare, and the exasperated and worried state of the many occupants, made anything more than vapid worry difficult to Simon to find, so after a few minutes he gave up and focused on reading.

"Why are you reading?"
"To learn."
"We should be fighting."
"Relax, Elisabeth. We'll do that plenty, no doubt, in the future. Right now I'd like to enjoy what quiet moments I can."
"What are you reading?"
"...I'm not sure. I don't speak this language."
"So you aren't reading. You're just looking at a book."
"I'm learning."

Martellus arrived with no shortage of theatrics. Simon wondered why he wasn't preceded by horns or a juggler. He paid little mind until the king arrived, at which point he stood and set his book aside. Elisabeth wasn't interested in either; as far as she was concerned both were squandering her talents. Talents of killing people, which was a talent Centralia desperately needed manning its walls and in its formations, not sitting around a claustrophobic room.

Simon had at inkling of the nature of the Archmage's endeavors, and was slightly offended he'd never been invited to participate. He was sure more than one errand he and Elisabeth had done on Kyle's behalf had been to further such important research, though. Either that, or all the secrecy and cloak-and-dagger nonsense was punishment for Simon's proclivity for spilling state secrets.

"...are we going to keep going into smaller and smaller rooms until we squeeze ourselves to death, Simon? Is this the new Grundun torture method?"
"Maybe." The arcanist shrugged, and followed the crowd with suppressed curiosity. "There's worse ways to go, though."
"Nothing is worse than a self-afflicted death."
"What about being burned alive, and then your eternal soul being chained to the Great Forge to toil forever so the denizens of all the Hells are armed for their aeon struggle against the forces of Good?"
"Shut up."

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The twins stood awkwardly inside of the room, unsure of what they should do. There were no directives to follow and only one other elf was in the room. The aforementioned elf was a known bounty hunter, someone who neither sibling had met nor had a particular interest in meeting. Still, it was nice to know that they weren't the only two who were nonhumans.

The two looked around, each noticing different things about the civilians around them. Caclia, who had a general dislike of people, noticed all the small things each person did that annoyed her. One woman's voice was too shrill for her liking. Not only that, but it's intonation was constantly changing, making her sound like a young human male. Another woman was nervously combing her hair with her fingers. Caclia was certain she was going to be bald by the time anything happened around here. Yet another civilian, a male, looked as if he was going to be sick. For her sake and everyone else's, she hoped that he could find it in him to keep his meal in check. If not, hopefully he would at least have the decency not to throw up on her or Vidari.

Vidari also studied the group before him, wondering why each of them had been called by the king. He couldn't come up with much for the various civilians. As for the bounty hunter and her companion, he imagined they had been called to ensure these civilians' protection. Perhaps that's why he and his sister had been summoned as well. He noted each person's wardrobe before picking up one of the many books on the shelves. He opened to a random page and was only able to read a few words before Martellus entered.

He announced the king, who in turn entered the room and gave a short speech. Before the king's words could sink in, Martellus was speaking again, informing them of Archmage's work with "teleportation." The idea was intriguing to both Caclia and Vidari, but Vidari especially. Though he specialized in elemental magic, he was curious if he would be able to use this "teleportation." Though if he had been, maybe the Archmage would have called on him sooner. Wait, why hadn't he been called to help? He considered himself a good mage. He was by no means well known, but he could certainly hold his own.

The group was ushered into another room by the Paladin. Caclia glanced at her brother, a frown on her face. She didn't want to be around any of these people. the only thing keeping her from leaving was her duty as a knight to serve the king and protect the innocent. Vidari gave her a comforting smile, though he was still sour about not being asked to help with this "teleportation" spell. He gestured for her to go first, which she did. As they crossed the threshold of the next door, Caclia removed her hood and her helmet so she could see better.

Once inside, the twins made a point to stand behind the humans. They looked at the mages before them, who under the leadership of Archmage Kyle were about to attempt something never done before. Vidari looked to Martellus, positive that the Paladin was going to speak again. Caclia on the other hand shifted her weight from her right to her left foot as she glanced around the room they were in.

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Martellus led the group through the hidden passageway until they were in another room that was occupied by the kingdoms mages already in the middle of the ritual. Some were carving runes and glyths into the floors and walls while some were in the center of the room channeling their magic into one area. Their arrival soon caught the attention of Archmage Kyle who was giving out instructions to the mages when he heard the crowd gather in the the room. "Greeting Head Paladin Martellus, I see that you have safely brought our esteemed guests and civilians wanting to evacuate the kingdom." Archamge Kyle greeted Martellus. "Greeting Archmage Kyle, and I see you have already begun the ritual, now enough small talk. I don't want to keep you occupied for too long." Martellus greeted the archamge in return.

Archmage Kyle soon turned his attention to the mages currently preparing the ritual and giving them orders, in the meantime Martellus turned his attention the the group behind him. "I will not lie to you all, once we have safely "Teleported" to our destination, the mages and archmage Kyle will remain here and destroy everything in this room to prevent Grandun from hunting us down and to clear all evidence that we have used "Teleportation". I humbly ask everyone to give your thanks after the ritual is complete, to the mages who have worked hard all these months so they can give you all a chance to continue living. But for now please remain quiet while the mages finish---" His words were soon cut off by a large crashing noise above them signaling that the Capitals main doors have been destroyed.

"I want everyone to remain in this room and stay calm, I will make sure nothing gets through the hidden passageway. I will arrive to finish up my speech when the mages finish their ritual, and I will know when they finish their ritual." Martlellus spoke before moving pass the crowd and going back into the hidden passageway.

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Simon and Elisabeth followed last, and thus were barely fit into the room at the end of the hall in time to hear the paladin explain. Elisabeth's face betrayed her annoyance and impatience. "They can 'tellapoort' all these people to an island... they cannot send us to King Grundun."
"Evidently. I'm sure there's complicated explanations as to why."
"Why don't you do it?" Like a child believing her parents were invincible.
"I don't know how."
"It can't be that hard. There's..." Elisabeth counted slowly, mumbling to herself and twitching the fingers on her left hand as she did. "...several people, like you."
"Yes, there are. We're audience to an esteemed council of very powerful men, much like myself."
"And they, together, move... this many people."
"Hopefully, yes."
"Then... division it." Elisabeth crossed her arms.
"I... okay. That's, uh, one mage per ten people?"
"We're two people. That's less. You do it for us. We can kill their king."
"Elisabeth, I don't know how to do it." Simon shrugged.
"You don't know how to do anything." She crossed her arms again and looked away from him.

The crash startled Elisabeth. Her hands were over her sword pommels immediately. Simon looked up, like he was curious that the ceiling would make such a sound. "We should be up there, Simon."
"There's many ways to help, Elisabeth. It's unfortunate, but the battle above is lost. All we can do now is prepare for the future, and hope there's time to avenge the past then."
"Your king gives his life to fight. We are here, to hide and flee."
"Please. You've never liked him."
"No. But now I at least respect him. I can't say the same about you, or myself. What would Elsir think?"
"When have you ever been concerned about a god's opinion?"
"I don't care about Her opinion. But She is not glad to share her gifts with cowards. We will regret this day."

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The twins stood patiently as the Archmage and Paladin exchanged greetings. Marcellus was soon speaking agin, explaining what would happen. Vidari, initially offended by not being offered to help with this "teleportation" was less offended now at the news that these mages would face the same fate as their king. It was a sad day in Centralia, but hopefully the people here could successfully start the kingdom anew.

Martellus was interrupted by a loud noise which came from above the room they were standing in. Both of the elves looked up at the ceiling, expecting it to come crashing down. It didn't, to their relief, but knowing what was happening above them was just as bad. Just standing here waiting for the mages to finish made them feel useless. They could be killing Grandun's soldiers and then be teleported. But they were already in this room and there was no leaving it.

The Head Paladin excused himself, telling the group to stay put and assuring them that he would not let anyone pass though the hall they had just entered from. Instinctively, Caclia started to follow him. Vidari grabbed her by the arm, stopping her. "What do you think you're doing? Head Paladin Martellus told us all to stay here," he said in a hushed voice.

"Yes, but if he needs help and nobody is there, what then? The soldiers will come for us next and we won't be able to kill them all." Caclia attempted to shake her brother off of her, but his hand remained gripping her arm firmly. "Vidari, it's my job as a knight to-"

"-to serve the king and protect the innocent. Trust me, I know. You've only said it a thousand times. But our king wants us here. He wants us to go to whatever land we are sent to and to rebuild from there. He wants us to protect these people. These people are innocent civilians. It's your job as a knight to protect them and to listen to King Pedwin-- who in turn put Head Paladin Martellus in charge of us." He looked her in the eyes, which were identical to his own. "Stay here, Caclia."

She mumbled a few curse words and stepped to where she had been standing. Her brother was right, much to her dismay. She should stay where she was as instructed. But if Martellus ended up in trouble because nobody was there to help him, she was blaming her brother.

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Martellus stood on guard at the entrance of the hidden passageway keeping a sharp eye on the only entrance to the room. Suddenly a group of six soldiers, all wearing the colors of Grandun, appeared from the corner of the hallway and readied their sword to engage the Head Paladin. "Blasted...Looks like some enemy soldiers ran past the defensive line, seems they are looking to kill unarmed people hiding out in the capital. Dammed heartless, honor-less bastards." Martellus growled under his breath as he marched out into the room before drawing his pike.

The group observed the foe in front of them and after some whispers they concluded he was a high ranking soldier and thus running at him one at a time was not going to cut it. They all rushed at Martellus at the same time knowing full well that one man could not kill six soldiers in a short amount of time, but unfortunately for the Grandun soldiers grouping up was a fatal error on their part. The Head Paladin readied his pike and dashed forward, striking the man in the middle before his pike exploded, killing the man instantly and severely injuring the rest of the group as they were sent flying in different directions. As the soldiers lay wounded on the ground, Martlellus walked up to each and every one of them and began to impale each one of them to finish the job, they deserved no mercy for they would have shown no mercy to the civilians if they caught up to them.

Meanwhile in the secret room, the mages soon stopped carving runes and glyths into the floors and walls and gathered together in the center of the room before placing their hands in front of them. Soon the mages began to channel all of their energy in front of them and what started out as a light blue ball, continued to grow larger and larger at a steady pace. The room soon grew dark with the groups only source of light coming from the runes and glyths, and the room slowly grew colder and wind was felt blowing into the room, almost if the thing the mages were creating was a sort of "door" leading to their destination. The amount of magic pouring into the room seemed to be weakening anyone without any magical affinity, and those that had seemed to be unaffected by what was going on.

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Elisabeth was no stranger to the cold. She remained comfortable at temperatures that gave even quiet Simon reason to complain. So when the cold winds filtered in, she was embarrassed to shiver and cross her arms for anything other than contempt, not knowing that it was not their destination that made her so uneasy.
Simon stood by her with his brows betraying his puzzlement. "What, Simon?"
"Nothing." He shook his head once.
"It isn't nothing. You get that face, the you have a lot of something."
"No, not this time. I'm genuinely lost. And not in my usual make-it-up-as-I-go-along happy-go-lucky way. For once there's nothing you can punch to make things better."
Elisabeth decided to punch him, appropriately hard and where it wouldn't break anything. He recoiled, but appreciated her placement. "You aren't talking. I think that is better." Simon smiled. Elisabeth rolled her eyes. "Are we leaving or not?"

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Caclia and Vidari glanced around at the group as the mages finished their work. The room grew darker as the ball of magic the mages were channeling grew larger. The runes and glyphs glowed as a cold wind suddenly filled the room. Caclia gripped her helmet tightly and shivered. This shiver was from a mix of the temperature of the wind and the unknown dangers that lay ahead. Unbeknownst to her, her cape was blowing into her brother's face.

Vidari tried to swat his sister's cape out of his face as the room filled with wind. After a few attempts he finally grabbed it and held onto it. He noticed that the civilians seemed to be weakening, though he nor his sister felt any different. Perhaps it was from the sheer amount of magic, and new magic at that , that coursed through the room and had an ill affect on them. He glanced towards the hall they had entered from, waiting for Martellus to come and tell them exactly what to do. He noticed the other elf and her companion standing in the back as the twins had done. The elf didn't look particularly happy, which Vidari couldn't blame her for. This wind was annoying and had a cold temperature to it.

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While Martellus felt the ritual nearing its finish, a massive group of 30 Grandun soldiers appeared from around the corner. Knowing that he was severly outnumbered, he grabbed the bookcase near the entrance of the hidden passage, he then proceeded to pull the bookcase causing it to topple over and causing the massive bookshelf to block the entrance stopping the Grandun soldiers from following him.

Martellus soon arrived in the room still covered with a few splotches of blood from his previous fight. He then proceeded to stand in front of the portal as Archmage Kyle calmly handed him a rag. "I want Elisabeth, Simon, Cacilia, and Vidari to step forward." Martellus announced as he began to use the rag to wipe the blood off his equipment. After the four would get together Martellus spoke again. "I will be quick about this since there is 30 Grandun soldiers just outside this hidden passageway. once we all enter the "portal" all civilians will follow behind one minute after we have entered, the mages will then proceed to destroy everything in this room before making their way to the king and prepare a final stand." With his speech finished he turned back to the portal before taking a deep breath, then afterwards he leaped into the "portal" hoping that everything was going to work as planned.

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"Here, Paladin!" Simon spoke over the din of worry when his name was called, like a schoolboy. Elisabeth wordlessly pushed her way to the front of the ground, dragging him by the wrist after her. The discomfort only grew as she neared the portal, and her sneer and the way her eyes suspiciously looked over the display betrayed it.
Simon couldn't be further from upset. It was beautiful. And strange, and in need of study. He felt so left out, but the awe of the regarding something so unknown pushed those thoughts aside. He had no words. Just a pleased smile, until Elisabeth squeezed his wrist to get his attention.

Simon knew few things about Elisabeth. He didn't know where she was from, how old she was, or why she was always so temperamental. But he knew when her anger or discomfort was no longer exaggerated, and he leaned towards her to ask what was wrong. She responded in her own tongue, which wasn't that of Centralia or Elves. It was brusk, with hard 'sh' and 'k' and 'ack' sounds. It was foreign enough from Centralia that Simon himself, the great linguist, had difficulty understanding it. "What is this? What are we doing?"
"I'm not entirely sure." She pressed back against his chest, not like a child seeking shelter in the folds of her mother's dress, but like a cat against a wall. "...will it hurt?"
"I hope not."
Simon put his hands on her arms, and for once she didn't shrug them off. He looked to Martellus, and the others he called, and nodded to each of them. "We are ready." He spoke in Elisabeth's place because her own mouth was occupied with apologizing to Elsir, like a dead god could somehow save them from walking into the unknown. "...though if there's time, I could make do with a small lunch."

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Martellus soon returned. He called the twins' names as well as presumably the bounty hunter and her companion. The other two pushed their way through the crowd tot the open portal. Caclia and Vidari followed behind them, wondering why they had been called forward. After they were all in front of Martellus, he quickly explained the plan: they would go through the portal first, then the civilians. The twins were in no position to argue with this. Caclia thought it would be better if the civilians went first so the others could fight any Grandun soldiers that might get through before everyone had entered the portal.

The two watched as the Head Paladin disappeared into the portal, whisked away to the unknown. Caclia looked up at Vidari. He gave her a reassuring smile. "Ladies first," he said, gesturing to the portal with his hands. She glared at him. Truthfully, she was nervous about going into the portal. Vidari was as well, but he wouldn't let it show either. "Here's to a land without Grandun," Caclia said softly. She spoke a few words in the language of the elves, saying goodbye to her mother and father. The latter had died in the war, but their mother still lived in the forests somewhere.

Vidari looked at his sister solemnly, also feeling the weight of leaving behind their mother who was still out there somewhere. At least that's what the two hoped, but they couldn't be sure. "Alright. Let's do this," Caclia said. She had said her farewells and was now determined to do as was needed to protect the citizens of Centrailia. She took hold of Vidari's hand and jumped into the portal, her brother right behind her.

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As the whole group entered the portal, the first thing that greeted the group was them all floating in mid-air surrounded by stars and galaxies flying past them at light speed. Martellus knew something was wrong when he saw what was going on, what was supposed to be going on was a quick transport as described by the mages, but what he was currently seeing right now was something not described the mages which indicated that the experiment failed at a crucial point and they were possibly going to die. "This is not supposed be be happening right now..." Martellus stated grimly as he looked at his surroundings. He had thought that any second they were going to die a very bloody death just like the volunteers he saw who opted to test the portal.

It was only five minutes later when something happened, suddenly the group was flung forward at faster then light speeds, passing by the stars and galaxies then flew past them. Soon a blinding white light soon came into view forcing the group to either cover their eyes or turn away in fear of going blind, Martellus opted to close his eyes and pray. The seconds for the group passed as the light continued to blind the group making it feel as though hours, or even days have passed since the light has appeared. Eventually everything just stopped, the light suddenly vanished and they were no longer flying through the air, were they dead? That was the question Martellus asked himself as he slowly opened up his eyes.

He was greeted by two stone walls surrounding him on both sides signaling that the area they were at was some sort of alleyway made of smooth stone with no cracks in the foundation of the walls, it was as if the stone used to create the wall was fused together with magic. "Is...everyone alright?" Martellus asked the others making sure they were still alive at the very least, while he waited for the response from the others he had decided to take a moment to collect himself after their "journey", he felt sick to his core and he had to touch his arm a few times to make sure it was still attached to his body.

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Elisabeth stood, frozen, pressed against Simon, fists painfully wrapped around her sword hilts, the arcanist obliviously imaging the sophistication and wonderment of such complex and fantastical power...

It occurred to Simon just a moment too late that the journey he was embarking on may have been considerably more challenging than he first considered, which was to say had not been considered at all. There were others, like Martellus, accompanying them, with swords and cloaks and hopes and fears-with their own intentions, destinies, and justifications for being present for such a monumental accomplishment. To be selected, as Simon and Elisabeth were, for such a prestigious honor-and to be in company under arms as they were. Perhaps, finally, they'd face a danger so great Elisabeth was no longer capable of handling herself. Simon shuddered at the thought of what form such an abomination or situation might take.

It also occurred to Simon just a moment too late that he missed lunch, and was a touch peckish.

Elisabeth, like a cat in water, did not know what her place was in the world, but was damned sure it wasn't where she was. She couldn't make sense of it, standing among stars, with the moon and what she could only guess were other, distant moons, or brown and red and purple and ringed Earths, suddenly massive and imposing celestial bodies instead of the twinkling nothings Simon spoke nonsense about. She was far past uncomfortable. If she wasn't paralyzed with fear, she'd be lashing out, violently and without regard for those around her. But she didn't close her eyes, or try to turn away from the marvels of the universe; she stood, adamantly, tense and ready, like the great expanse of lights and rocks might attack at any moment.

"...there's more than four planets?" Simon thought his voice sounded strange and distant, as if spoken by someone else. Being so completely wrong about knowledge cataloged and accepted by the astrological community was a new experience, and more unsettling than their travel. To be wrong! What nonsense. But Simon counted, and counted again, and counted a third time. He hypothesized that one of the planets he viewed was Earth, but the monochromatic or garish hetero-chromatic orbs that floated out of his reach looked nothing like the world he had roamed, with its deserts and forests and oceans. "Six...six planets..." It was the closest Simon thought he'd ever get to a religious experience, and he gave himself into it fully. "I'm the greatest astrologist of my age, by sheer luck... We must invent better telescopes." He looked to his group. "When we arrive, I propose we erect an observatory on the highest point of our new land."

The light display was less interesting. Elisabeth was turned, finally, and hid her face in his chest. Simon stood, stoic, for as long as he could, like if he closed his eyes he might miss some greater revelation than the magnificence of the heavens. Eventually, he shut his eyes and turned his head down, and when he realized Elisabeth's discomfort, he offered protective arms.
As soon as the ordeal was over, Elisabeth jerked herself free and looked for Grundun soldiers.

Simon did not come to the same theory as the paladin. He had observed architecture outside of Centralia that featured stone blocks, cut free from mountains and carted by slaves, to form impenetrable walls much larger than their alleyway. What caught his attention was how bright the night was. He expected a rash of glowbugs to fly overhead any moment, but when he looked up what he couldn't see bothered him much more. "...there's no stars."
Elisabeth had finished her scouting. "I told you Elsir would be upset. We are no longer fit to see her creations."

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The group found themselves surrounded by stars and planets, speeding by them. The twins gazed at the objects passing them by, amazed at what was happening. Then something happened. The group were now the ones flying forward. A bright light threatened to blind them. The twins closed their eyes, hoping that they weren't going to die.

The two opened their eyes when they felt themselves stop flying through the air. They glanced at each other than at the others of their small group. Caclia removed her helmet as she looked around them. The walls surrounding them were so smooth. She touched them, wondering where they had landed exactly. She saw no signs of life outside of their small group, but of course they were only occupying a very small portion of the land they had come to. The young female elf felt fine after the journey. She felt a slight ache in her eyes, but nothing awful.

Vidari on the other hand felt like he was going to be ripped to pieces. For whatever reason, the teleportation had had a bad effect on him while his sister had almost no side effects. He promptly sat down on the ground and took deep breaths. "Is...everyone alright?" Martellus asked the group. "No!" Vidari almost yelled, because he still felt like he was being torn in all directions.

Caclia glanced at him. "Don't be so dramatic, Vidari. I'm fine, Head Paladin." She looked to Elizabeth and Simon, who seemed to be physically fine as she was. Simon commented on how there were no stars, causing both of the twins to look up at the sky. Yes it would appear there were no stars. But it couldn't truly be night then, could it? "Are you sure?" Caclia asked, hoping that this was just a trick of the eyes. What land could they be in without stars? It was terrifying to think that they might be somewhere with a dark night sky, or even no night at all. She looked at her brother, who was still on the ground. He stared up at the sky too, but didn't seem to have any intentions on moving from his position on the ground.

The elf turned to the Head Paladin. "Where have the mages sent us, Head Paladin?" she inquired. They did know where they'd sent the group, right?

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Head Paladin Martellus gave a satisfied sigh as the others seemed to be alright. His attention turned to the sky when Simon mentioned that he couldn't see any stars, and as he stared at the empty night sky he knew that things were different wherever they are. After his observation of the sky, Caclia asked Martellus where have they been sent, his response would not be a comforting one however. "I have no clue where we are, I'm certain that the reports I received about the land we were supposed to be warping to had no evidence of civilization meaning that wherever we are in somewhere way off course." He then remembered about the civilians and how they were going to be following them. "If thats the case...if the portal goes back to normal, the civilians and soldiers who wanted to leave will be in grave danger." He then crossed his arms over his chest as he replied back to Caclia.

Martellus then muttered to himself as he thought about what to do next. "If we are in some unknown civilization it would be in our best interests to talk to talk to the people living here. First we should find out where we are and go from there." He then turned his head to look at the opening which led into the alleyway they were in. "We are going to move out in a few minutes, our mission has now changed. We are going to explore this new area and find out where we are." Martellus called out as he took a few more minutes to rest.

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"Hopefully some civilization unbeknownst to us which is amiable to hosting guests. I shudder to think what the consequences would be, if we found ourselves deeper in Gundun's control than what we faced at home." Despite the severity of the possibility, Simon spoke and moved with more detachment from the conversation and acute interest in observation than fear from either. "Would be a shame."

Elisabeth was a lot less comfortable with the thought. She walked past the paladin, to the mouth of the alley. Simon, after a fashion, followed. "Sir Martellus, not to be rude... but you're quite large, and your armor very loud. I believe Elisabeth would like to investigate on her own, where her... solemn nature is most at peace. I volunteer myself solely for the two reasons that one, I am dressed like no stranger, and two my considerable experience in the diplomatic fields." Of course he had no idea how out of place his wardrobe was. But anything was more welcomed (or, at the least, less imposing) than a man with a staff plated head-to-toe in steel.

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To Caclia's dismay, Martellus wasn't sure where they are. Well, that's certainly not what you want to hear after jumping into a portal and being teleported to wherever they were. She frowned as Martellus continued to speak. He suggested talking to the citizens of this land, which could be a difficult or an easy task depending on the reaction the group received. She agreed with the Head Paladin that they should investigate the surrounding area.

The other man than spoke up, musing about the possibility of being in a territory deep with Grandun's lands. The thought was not comforting by any means to either of the siblings. Vidari stood up as Simon began to speak again. He was feeling better and now only had a dull ache in his limbs. In a few more minutes he would be back to normal. He listened intently as Simon suggested that Elisabeth explore the area by herself. Simon then volunteered himself to speak with the citizens in the area.

The twins looked at each other, wondering what they should do. Caclia's armour wasn't as large or as loud as the Head Paladin's, but it still wasn't the best attire for appearing nonthreatening. To simply take it off wasn't an option at this point, as she had nowhere to set it and no way of transporting it other than on her own body. Vidari on the other hand could possibly go with Simon in case the citizens here were hostile. The twins trusted Elisabeth and her capabilities to scout the area. After all, she was a bounty hunter and had plenty of experience.

Vidari stepped forward. "Simon, if I may, I will accompany you in case the citizens here turn out to be hostile." Like Simon, he considered his wardrobe to be typical of whatever land they were in. It was much more casual in his mind than his sister or Marcellus's wardrobes. He looked over to his sister, as if to ask what she planned on doing. In response, she glanced at each of the members of the group before settling her gaze on the Head Paladin. "I can stay with you if you would like, Head Paladin."

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As Martellus marched forward to leave the mouth of the alleyway, he heard Simon speak up as they walked. "Sir Martellus, not to be rude... but you're quite large, and your armor very loud. I believe Elisabeth would like to investigate on her own, where her... solemn nature is most at peace. I volunteer myself solely for the two reasons that one, I am dressed like no stranger, and two my considerable experience in the diplomatic fields." With that said he stopped in his tracks upon hearing his request just as Vidari also spoke up offering to go with Simon in case the citizens were indeed dangerous.

The Head Paladin turned around to face the two men before addressing them. "I see your point Simon, walking around in an unknown place dressed like this would draw unwanted attention on us, and as for you Cacilia you may remain here if you wish but you don't have to. I on the other hand will remain here to gather my thoughts and find out the exact reason why the portal failed. But for now, I will give you an hour to explore the area and gather as much information as you can so I wish you all the best of luck." Martellus gave the group a salute and made his way back into the alleyway before leaning against the stone wall to think.

As the group adventured past the mouth of the alleyway, they would be greeted by the most unusual sights. Tall buildings reaching towards the sky seemed to fill the horizon, shops lining the streets with signs such as "Bobs Diner" or "Sports Authority", strange metal boxes on wheels drove on the streets without the aid of horses or magic, strange poles that illuminated the dark streets without the aid of fire, lights that turned from red to green, and hundreds of people walking on the sidewalk dressed in a peculiar fashion, some dressed in dark black suits while speaking into a phone, some people wore strange cotton shirts and strange pants, and very few people were dressed in blue uniforms with a strange cap on their head. To top this sight off, there was a large statue in the distance of a green woman on an island holding a torch. The smell in the air was a mix of cooking food and smoke and fumes coming from the passing cars however the people around didn't seem to mind it. If the group remained still in awe at this sight, the passing people would push pass them without looking back, for those still moving they would find it hard to manuver through the rather large crowd of people even though it's midnight. However it was not long until a man dressed in a red shirt and blue pants noticed the group, but more importantly noticing the ears of the elvish man Vidari and made his way over to them before speaking. "Thats a great looking costume man, and not to be rude or anything but if you are looking for Comiccon or a Cosplay convention it's over down in Times Square, heard there's a small gathering taking place there." The man told him in an unknown language but judging by his tone he seemed friendly.

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Elisabeth regarding the other elves, and with her characteristic tactfulness did nothing to hide her sneer. Whether anyone chose to accompany them or not, she marched off, leaving Simon only a moment to be gracious for their company before struggling to keep pace.

"This land is loud, Simon." Elisabeth's eyes were narrow and her face troubled: The expression that preceded her most violent phases. "It has no stars. These spires tower like insults to the sky. Nothing should be so tall but trees, and I don't even like those."

The lattice of alleys was navigated haphazardly, with Elisabeth electing seemingly random turns. Simon knew better than to question her judgement, or her sense of direction, and trusted she'd be able to return them to Martellus when they were done investigating, so he remained silent and thoughtful. He at once wanted to study objectively and throw himself into this new land, to whatever experience that may bring, with the same passion. It was loud, almost unpleasantly so, but the sounds were new and strange and foreign. Instruments he had never met before playing genres out of his knowledge. Elisabeth thought the honking and yelling lacked uniformity and any musical qualities whatsoever; Simon asked her to be open-minded, and observe a foreign culture with the same acceptance she would want her own studied with. She told him to pick whichever plane of Hell he preferred and to find his way there.

They escaped from the labyrinth, but wavered at the mouth. Elisabeth stood in the alley's shadow, watching, up and down the street. She looked for weapons, guards, traps, monsters, magic. Simon waited, impatiently, for her approval. "What are these things, on the street?"
"Lamps. Tall, metal lamps. I can't imagine how many townsfolk must be employed to light so many."
"Not the lamps, Simon. Those." A car passed them, the light changed to red, and another car slammed into it. It startled Elisabeth so much that a moment later Simon was pinned between the alley wall and her chest piece, asking for her to stow her swords. After a tense moment, she did. "They aren't lamps," she decided. "Don't walk under the red ones. They'll kill you."
"...they seem to change between red and green when... the propulsion boxes approach them. Maybe that one did it wrong. Or was a criminal?"

They advanced, sticking to the side of the sidewalk far from the road, stopping dead-still every time they saw a light change and waited for the green to signal again. "So many candles. Every window of such tall buildings. The owners of this land are kings."
"And they have lamps smash metal boxes. They aren't that impressive."

It was very fortunate for the man that approached them that Simon managed to edge in front of Elisabeth, who was ready to come to blows at the slightest provocation. He made sounds, smiled, gestured, and appeared unarmed. Simon smiled back and tried to copy his posture and gestures. "Yes, milad, I do apologize," he spoke very slowly, like it might help, "But we are strangers to this kingdom. We are Sen-trauhl-ee-ans. From far away." He gesticulated uselessly, then thought to present a ring with the crest of his king, hoping it would be recognized, and received positively.

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The twins received a sneer from the other elf before she departed the group. Caclia felt insulted. Vidari figured Elisabeth just didn't like others-- just like his sister. The two could probably get along swimmingly by commenting on what they disliked about people and their attributes. Simon thanked them before leaving with her. The twins glanced at each other, unsure of what to do. They hovered at the mouth of the alley, while Martellus retreated back into it to think.

A man, dressed in odd garb approached them, though he seemed more interested in Vidari than in Caclia. He spoke in an unknown language, but he seemed to have a friendly tone. Vidari nodded, hoping that would suffice as an answer to whatever the man had said. In his mind however, he was slightly panicked. How were they to learn where they were if these denizens spoke another language. Also, what language did they even speak? Vidari had travelled outside of Centrailia a few times, but he'd never heard this language before. The man looked at him a bit before departing, figuring that the cosplaying elf was socially awkward or didn't know English that well.

Caclia raised an eyebrow at her brother. "What kind of language was that?" she asked him in a low tone. She didn't want their own language to seem unusual. After all, they were trying to blend in. Of course, that would be a difficult task. Vidari merely shrugged. "Well, the other two have left already so I suppose we won't be accompanying them. Perhaps we should follow in their direction? The man, Simon I believe, looks like a scholar. Perhaps he has an idea of what this place is." Caclia shook her head, opposed to the idea of following the other two. The other elf wasn't very friendly-- not that Caclia was either.

"You can follow them, but I'm going in the opposite direction. Head Paladin Martellus should be fine. He told us to go look around the area, so that's what I plan to do." With that being said, the female elf left in the opposite direction that Simon and Elisabeth had gone. Her bow in one hand and helmet in the other, she looked like a true oddity (or a very dedicated cosplayer) in the New York streets. Vidari looked after her, torn at what to do. Simon would have better insight into the strange place around them and Caclia could handle herself, but he had no idea how far away Simon and Elisabeth were at this point. Vidari looked back at Martellus. He considered speaking, but decided against it. The Head Paladin was more than capable of defending himself and he was doing nothing to provoke an attack. The white haired elf quickly darted out of the alley, maneuvering around people to reach his sister.

"Alright, you win, Caclia," he told his sister. "But you shouldn't carry your bow around. It might make one of these people attack us." His sister rolled her eyes. It wasn't like she had an arrow in it or anything. She ignored him and continued walking, glancing around. The buildings were tall and there were odd shapes, presumably some sort of written language, on them. There things and people inside the buildings, googling over clothing and things that Caclia could only guess at. What an odd land this was. Who was their ruler? How had they obtained such wealth? She looked to Vidari, who in turn was looking at the street instead of the buildings. He was amazed by the cars, these boxes on wheels which could move without animal or magic. At least, they seemed they didn't move without magic. To have magic to fuel this many of them would be absurd. Vidari observed the people they were walking with. These people dressed in no armour. Perhaps this was a peaceful kingdom? Yes, it must be for these humans to be comfortable in those clothes. The clothes themselves were odd colours, shapes, and had even stranger embroidery on them.

The twins decided without speaking that they would keep walking straight, only turning when necessary. This way, they could easily get back to Martellus and wouldn't have to worry about being attacked. With so many civilians around, nobody would dare attack them. Unless there were Grandun soldiers here, in which case Vidari and Caclia would fight back in the hopes of protecting these unarmored humans.

They stopped at a corner amongst a crowd of people waiting to cross the street. The carriages without horses zipped by, sometimes making loud noises. Caclia cringed whenever a car horn honked, as it was extremely loud in her ears. This place was so loud and so crowded, how did the citizens live like this? Centrailia had a few crowded spots, but nothing like this. She felt claustrophobic in this sea of people and her mood began to sour. Vidari observed the lights changing colours, noticing that people walked across the large stone pathways when those stone pathways had a red light. It seemed to him like these flameless lights controlled the carriages without horses. How odd. His thoughts were interrupted by Caclia grabbing his wrist and dragging him across the street with the rest of the crowd. Once to the other corner, they were stopped by a teenage girl.

She was much shorter than either of the twins, probably standing at about 5'2". She seemed to be very happy to see them, as she talked hurriedly but in a friendly voice. "You two look awesome! I've seen stuff like this online, but I've never met a cosplayer before!" She was bouncing on her feet slightly, her long curls jumping around as she did. "Can I take a picture with you two?" Of course, the twins had absolutely no idea what she was saying. Seeing as nodding had sufficed as an answer for the man who approached Vidari earlier, he simply nodded and offered a smile to appear non threatening. She squealed in excitement and thanked them, though they didn't know what she was saying. She stopped another human nearby and asked something of her. This woman was dressed strangely as well. While the girl was in similar garb to the man before, this woman wore more restrictive attire. Her skirt ended just above her knees and she wore heels, making her taller than she actually was. She wore a cloak that ended at her hips. It had long sleeves and was well fitted to her body.

The girl exchanged a small rectangular item with the girl before starting to back away. The twins glanced at each other, worried this small box would hurt them. The girl came and stood between Caclia and Vidari. Caclia was attempted to step away from her, but Vidari stopped her with a look. The twins looked at the woman as she spoke, telling them to "smile." Vidari had already been smiling warmly, but Caclia's face remained notably anxious. The woman took another picture, this time with the flash on. Vidari had maintained the same position while Caclia smiled a bit to try and mimic her brother. The twins both began blinking furiously after the flash went off. Had they been blinded? Caclia would have rubbed her eyes, but it would have been difficult with her gloves on and with an object held in either hand. After a few moments the black spot that had formed in their vision as a result of the flash disappeared.

The woman approached them, returning the small box to the girl. The girl looked at it excitedly before turning to show the elves. They were surprised to themselves on the surface of the little box, standing with the girl as they had been moments before. This box, it had captured time! How was that possible? How could a device make an image so precisely and so quickly? Vidari stepped closer to peer at it, but the girl was no thanking them again. She turned and left, leaving the twins utterly confused as to what just happened. Caclia looked at her brother. "That box.. It had us on it. How did it do that? It was so quick..." Vidari merely shrugged, as he himself had no idea how the box had done that. "Let's continue walking." Vidari moved to leave, but Caclia stopped him. She didn't think she'd be needing her bow soon and it was becoming cumbersome to walk with. It bumped against other people and she didn't like other people touching what she owned. She quickly set it into its carrier which was strapped to her back next to her quiver. The two began walking again, making sure they were always next to each other or one in front of the other. It would be so easy to get lost in all these people.

Caclia sighed, utterly confused by where they were. There were so many noises and smells, so many people in strange clothes and buildings with strong lights on them. Strange carriages rumbled down strange roads. She wondered if there were any elves in this land, as they had only seen countless humans. How strange it would be to be one of three elves in this kingdom. The two elves continued down the sidewalk, looking very out of place. In addition to Vidari's visible ears, poking through his white hair, he also carried his staff. It gleamed in the night from the various city lights. The two looked odd, but many assumed they were just cosplaying. The elves walked in silence, observing their new surroundings and trying to make sense of the people and things around them.

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The man talking to Simon could not understand what he was saying, but of course someone with a different language was not unusual around these parts. He then came to look upon the ring Simon produced, he looked at it but he had no idea of the significance behind the ring that he holding. "That's one fine looking ring, I'm sure you put a lot of work into it. Anyways I have taken up enough of your time, I should let you go on with your day." The man spoke even though he was certain that Simon could not understand him and waved goodbye before returning into the sea of people.

As the group continued to explore the city, they would soon pass a window with T.V's on display but for the group is was more of a box with a piece of glass in front of it. If they would pay attention to the T.V's they would see an image of a modified sentralian symbol with the words of "Rebels? Or Terrorists?" under the image. Of course the people looking at it would not be able to read the words. On the other hand if they looked elsewhere they would notice a group of five armed individuals wearing blue uniforms and holding some sort of device in their hands. It was clear that something was going on as they were placing barricades which seemed to keep the people not dressed in their uniforms to stay behind the barricade. And finally there was one of the many metal boxes next to the sidewalk, but unlike most of the cars they have seen so far this one was far longer and had a sign with the words "Free Tours" on the top of it. A crowd of people were already gathered near the door clearly eager to get in.