Incendia Calx (Main body RPing forum)

sotaynru after noticing the fire had stopped stood up mroe so and knowing that parley would not allow him to be harmed it couldnt be mroe perfect he walked away with the men to a secret place a small little spot where a tent was that sotaynru had had stationed his men did nothing at the wave of his hand. he entered the tent with shurik.

Shurik grinned, the feature appearing slowly on his face as he looked over at Ignis. "Ignis... Stand here with my men... If anything happens to me, consider yourself free to maim everyone you see here. They are all part of your homelands bloodshed." He looked to Jak and nodded to him. "Make sure our new friend is accommodated well enough. The unit and Ignis moved back, taking up a defensive position along the side, prepared for a fight if the need arose for them to attack. They didn't want to be here, outnumbered, but the newcomer gave the men some hope of their leaders success and theirs. Jak looked at Ignis and nodded. "I'm Jak. Captain of the Dragoons.. Pleasure to meet you... Are you ready if anything happens?" Jak was glad to be next to this man and so where the other men. They felt a little more at ease.

Shurik himself followed Septur into the tent, staring at the men around him as he grins. His purple eyes locked onto the young king as he stood at a table he found within the tent, a map of incendia placed upon the table. Shurik stared at Sotaynru for a minute before he pulled out a chair and sat down, leaning back and placing his boots up on the table. "You have been rash in your actions, Sotaynru... Many people have died because of your little game..." He took in a deep breath and sighed before dropping his feet back to the ground. "But you have proved yourself a very worthy ally in general." He leaned against the counter and closed his eyes. "So, Sotaynru... I have a proposition for you. Sir... So we need to talk." He stood back up and smiled. "But for now, Recall your men and go home. Call us allies, but first, you must explain your cause for all of this. I would like to hear this." Shurik sat back once more, staring at the young boy. "Then we can talk about terms."

Artemis gathered himself and his students as the Incendians charged their way in. It only lasted a few moments as Sotaynru's troops surrendered. With a small sigh, he whistled shrilly to his pet. After a few moments, it crawled its way down towards him as he told his students to watch over her and make sure she was alright. Taking a deep breath, he made his way towards where he last saw Sotaynru. Stepping out of the cave's he saw that Sotaynru was talking with what seemed like the General of the Incendians. " Sotaynru what is this?" He glanced at the one talking to Sotaynru and then another one who was their as well.

" You are giving up this easily?" A sigh left Artemis's lips before he shook his head " Why did i even bother..." He looked up for a moment before glancing at the two men " Forgive my manners, I am Artemis. A teacher of Sotaynru's" Looking at them both, he would bow slightly towards them " It seems that the field of honor belongs to the both of you and your clan" He would stand their for a moment as he gazed at the man called Shurik as he spoke. With a slight nod of his head, he looked gain at Sotaynru " I would like to hear your reason as well. I am pleased that you allowed me to have a little fun but in all honesty, why attack them?"

With a sigh of relief, he rested himself against the wall of Incendia Calx. His feet wary from his walk, though he felt good. He didn't mind walking; It kept him in shape in case he needed to run. He would admit to running, though he hardly would need to in any case. He felt the heat from the volcano, and sighed as he wiped sweat from his brow. A few people glanced at him; Some knew him, if not from rumors, and others didn't. He didn't care. He pulled himself up and looked at the guardsmen at the gate. Before they could question, Ichi stared at each one with a fierce look that stopped them in their tracks and nothing but wordless breaths formed from their mouths."I am Ichi Zellcai Wolfgang; Leader of Hayvn. If you doubt my claim then speak, if not, let me pass; I will uphold the laws of your land, and so long as I am under the roof of Incendia, I will remain a guest until I leave." By now, his face was a smile as he spoke to each of the two guardsmen. He didn't need to make quite a show of who he was, but he figured it would keep them from getting to suspicious. Which he understood, since Septur had declared war on Incendia. He sighed.

As he looked around, he noticed a man, resting, against the wall. He yelled a greeting at the man, not knowing his name. Ichi stopped a few paces infront of him, then took a place a few paces away from the man against the wall."You look a little tired. Exhausted, I could say." He stared up at the sky, then held out a hand towards the man."Let me get a look at you, now." He said as he braced himself for the mans weight, if the man decided to take Ichi's hand. Ichi was calm as he spoke, as if the two were old friends. The man was rough looking, drained. Exhausted. The war has taken its toll, he thought wryly as he stared down at the man. There was something about him that was... different from other Incendian's. Ichi was different from other Hayvn's, this he was sure of, mainly because his presence that seemed to fill the largest of spaces, and because of how he carried himself; How he was around people; How he talked; How he moved around; How he looked. He shook his head from those thoughts, ignored the curious glances towards him from passersby, and awaited a response from the man in question.

With a silent effort, Ichi gripped the armored hand beneath his own callaused, bare hands, and managed a support out of the wind that swept across the land; Using his spirit energy, he reinforced the wind to be a more solid structure to hold the mans weight."Now, lets see here..." Before to long, Ichi's eyes were glazed over, and a spark was sent across his body at a constant thrum; He imagined the man, Ignis, would feel it."I am Ichi Wolfgang. Now quit moving." The voice grew stern, and held the authority of a man in high ranking. Without hardly any effort, the spirit energy Ichi had gathered slid over the mans body, which was a gold aura as it engulfed the man; Around Ichi, it was red; were their hands were joined, it was white. Eventually, the man Ignis would feel rejuvenated, refreshed; reborn, one would say. Ichi breathed out as he wavered a little in his place, as he released the hand of Ignis."Well, there you go. Now, you can move all you want." Now, Ichi rested against the wall, breathing deeply. He turned his head around the wall, and stared at the destruction."Damn. The war is progressing." He chuckled."I guess that was all you, huh?" He stared at the ground and shook his head.

So, being in Incendia has proved to be something of much interest. Septur has moved faster than what Ichi expected. He kinda wondered of Sotayrnu was here... He pushed the thought aside and looked at the man. Ignis seemed to be on guard. Ichi smiled faintly. Of course he would be. After what he did, and why he did it. Who wouldn't be? Ichi let out another tired breath. The man had exhausted himself alot, and Ichi was glad his stamina was at its peek, but it had drained alot out of him; from walking from Hayvn to Incendia, then restoring this man back to his health. Ichi sighed deeply once more."You are in good health. But after what you did, anyone would have to be." He paused then added."I don't think I could have survived that, survived without taking casualties..." He trailed off, noticing his rambling, then he laughed."Man, I need to get out more.." Another chuckle escaped his throat.

He blinked at the man. Then nodded at a thought."I see you haven't been around... people alot. Perhaps I can help with that as well..." Ichi frowned as he thought about how he would do it."Forgive me, I haven't done this before, and it is a lost ability in Hayvn." He waited so the man could take it all in."I have been wanting to try this out on someone, but I needed a good reason. Now, this will only work between the two of us; No one else will know of it unless I, or you, tell them. And even then, it will be hard to believe." He shook his head."Sorry. Rambling. Anyway, since you have a hard time speaking, for whatever reason, I can establish a link of a sort that will allow you -I- us to communicate without words. To speak through our minds." He let that sink in."Now, would you be willing to allow me to do this?" He asked quietly. Now, he focused on the man's own questions he had asked."I am from Hayvn, and am the leader of it. What I mean by getting out, is by exploring Daratan more than what I have already." He hoped this would answer Ignis's questions and curiousity. Ichi meant not to harm the man, nor to harm anyone upon his travels here. Unless he was goaded into fighting. Not that Ichi wasn't capable of harming another, he thought it was senseless."I think this war is a little senseless. It is useless to try and beat another at a test of power. If that is the case, then make sure you are prepared for all possible outcomes." He sighed at Sotayrnu's foolishness. That boy knows better. Ichi could tihnk of lectures he would give the boy. He shook his head."Sometimes..." He trailed off, realizing what he had been about to do; to say.

With a small breath, he nodded."Being away from home is difficult. Sometimes, though, it isn't. Most of the time, people leave home for a reason." He gave the man a sidelong glance before nodding once more. The only down side to being connected in that prospect was that the mind was stripped bare, unless one was strong enough to place walls in his mind."I warn you, there is a drawback: The mind is stripped bare. But if you have a strong mind, you can place walls within you mind. But I won't search through your mind, that much, you can count on." His voice was distant as his eyes glazed back over and that spark thrummed in his body."You will feel a slight tingling sensation, so don't be alarmed." Now, his voice was distant, as if it was miles and miles away and a whisper managed to make to your ears. Then the red, white, and gold aura rose came forward, then spread towards Ignis, engulfing him. Then the aura that surrounded the two became smaller, more focused, as it shrank to their heads, then there was a small dot of all three colors that remained placed upon their foreheads, then winked out."That should be it." He didn't think he missed any steps in the process. Which was only a few seconds. Now that the two were connected in their minds, Ichi could use his power to enhance the man's own original; and vice versa. He sighed deeply."You can test it out first." Mainly because it was necessary for the link to be completed.

Ichi yawned. He was tired from his journey, but didn't want to be rude to this man. Though Ichi was sure he would understand, but in any case, Ichi didn't mind. It was who he was; He was constantly exhausted from the strain of being the leader of hayvn. Not that he didn't mind, but it still left him exhausted and drained to the point of collapsing. He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair, which the tie was coming undone in. He would have to fix that some time in the near future.

With a smile Shinji followed Artemis the five "Kings" followed him clanking as they did so. "Mobile suits."he said to himself knowing how loud they truly were but they always seemed to be fun to toy with. He himself was quite talented with weaponry as well seeing as in his past he had once led an army when he was still a child. No one quite understood this man but they would always underestimate him, as they stopped in the tent Shinji held up one finger four of the knights stopping and kneeling down simply resting there as the knight with the sword and shield continued to follow him. He walked in knowing if the guards stopped him or if any were to attempt to stop him they would be attacked by the "Kings" immediately as they were aggressively defensive over him. He smirked walking inside and then stood next to the young one speaking"Ah finally an end to this nonsense, i can get back to my....experiments." He used the term which he thought was most accurate what he was working on was considered sinister among men but to him it could make a powerful weapon. "The human essence is always an interesting tool."He whispered to himself as he pulled his pipe from his robes using a tinderbox to get it lit. Once it was smoking nicely he inhaled the smoke within the pipe and held it in his lungs feeling a fit of euphoria. He looked towards the man that the young boy was talking to and smiled speaking happily"Oh I wonder, do you speak cuz of blood shed? Or because of fear?" He spoke this not knowing if this really was a peace meeting or just a simple conversation. He was often one to assume many things even if he was wrong he would continue on about them until someone told him different. The mobile suit beside him kept it's hand near it's sword able to draw it within seconds due to it's inhuman athleticism and reflexes it was the perfect bodyguard if things got "troublesome" he looked back at it and chuckled waving his hand"No it's quite alright my little friend."He then looked back over to the two of them inhaling much more smoke as he now awaited to see what would be going on.

sotaynru listened calmly to the mans proposition. his two commanders had abandoned the army front to come to his aid it was heart whelming but somethign burnt in his gut on their decision what it was he hardly knew. finally after peering around noticing the mans amazing creation and that only artemis appeared to be upset with the situation at this moment. otaynru sighed finally low2ering his head his quest was noble but it was not to be known not ot the enemy. finally his voice peeked out. " may the audience here today be the only to realize the great devestations reasoning and it go no further so help you all upon the name of the great dragon.." he waited for all of them to accept the oath as he continued. " my quest was simple yet hard. i intended only to end this mass segregation to combine our lands under just and fortible ruling. a lord that one maintain justice peace cou7ld some how be not just a temporary thing as it always had been. an everlasting peace for all in the lands of daratan. it may be hard to comprehend but with thehard reced record and need of a strong king in this nation i expect that they would have laughed upon a child who suggested this.. of course it wrong to assume i am certain i am correct leaders know nothing of politics which is honestly the irony of this all."

sotaynru sighed now having a slight smile upon his face his glazed over blue eyes peering into shuriks. "there is much man does not understand but even little more man of power refuse to try to understand. to suggest such an end of segreagation laughter would be my aplause for my grand design the only whom would oppose this had to be taken out and thus incendia was the satrat of my grand plan with lack of true political prowess they proved me right instead of coming down to discuss matters they fell upon my trap they returned us with anger war.. i did not start this war.. your people did when they retaliated to a sixteen year old boy whom threw some gas filled barrels. part of being a leader is knowing what will cause the least sacrifice and what is necisary sacrifice." his eyes were angered now as he spoke his fist clenching.

" unjust in their retaliation they didnt pay mind nor matter to even coem down to speak as you have for negotiations they continued undersestimated the power of the enemy and their dragons have fallen. their morale dead for their own selfish patriotism. i knew i was on the right apth afte this. though i a mere child can see this adults cannot.. what is this blasphemy one says respect your elders well sir i refuse to respect anyone with the intellect of a god damned monkey. he cuaght hsi anger before it stirred too far out of control " i do appologize for my rashness. but i shall continue past this. after i were to destroy incendia the very fo9undation of it crumbled i would then have the incendians teach my people of the dragons. this a necisary advantage for hayvn if they did not come to terms with us.. they value their seclusion quite possibly more than even the foolsih prided incendians. but alas i digress.

sotaynru continued explaining hoping artemis would finally understand his mad rush into this. shinji he knew would understand knowing the young boys mentality. it was of respect. " after i would have had incendia i soon after would havehad new rule that was politicaly in sync with the ideals they would not run upon rash angered actions and throw a clan to its own self proclaimed suicide. hayvn i belive would have turned to my idea had i enough time with council. and of course siram would have no issues. tenkuu has already suffered because the unjust disrespect to the dragon.. the dragon stirs when things are thrown off blanace. and with our segregations stopped ruled over by a single oligarchy peace would be iminent. all religions elements formed to one a grand daratan no clans. as that is but a foul word as well onlypeople fire users with water and with enough ahyvn power we couold surround this great nation. by the trees of hayvn protection hardly the dragon could wish to squander." sotaynru sighed after speaking lowering his head " the first step wqas test incendia see hwo they would react. and of course they failed to disapoint my expectations. the next was if they failed the test wipe their leadership to hell and influence them int he right direction. then converse with hayvn then siram. the rest would fall into play after that as who of minor communities could deny this grand ideal place?" he finally turned from the table waiting for some sort of response of his ramble. he murmered one last thing " dartan will fall as long as their remains one false rule among the world one to ruin the majority..."

Listening to the child’s words, listening intently as he processed what the young man was saying. When asked for the information to stay between the men in this tent, he gave a small nod to confirm. This Sotaynru was truly on another level, and he had proved it with the battle here today. Shurik was a soldier; he followed orders to a t and respected his commanders. All the men, women and children, all his soldiers, this entire war could have been avoided if these said commanders had just walked down here and talked to the boy before him. Was Shurik the only one who found the killing pointless? Was he the only superior who looked upon the bloodied bodies of his people and asked could this have been avoided before it went this far? The Sergent grew angry with his thoughts and sure enough, seeds where planted within him. The ideals of this man, placed in his garden of knowledge, to blossom soon enough. Shurik lowered his head, pulling a small Knife from its sheath and picking his nails with it idly. His entire persona alone told all around him that he would use the weapon for nothing more than personal hygiene.

Shurik barely flinched during the entire speech, even when the anger flew from Sotaynru’s lips like the air he used to say them. He understood his plan, and a slow grin crept upon his face. Shurik’s eyes turned to the Generals of Septur and his thoughts flourished with the light. “Sotaynru. I will have to personally apologize for the rash decision of my men and of my country. I follow orders, and I lead my men. That is all.” He grinned some, leaning back once more in the chair he had sat upon and spinning the knife on its tip against his nail. “I cannot say people will condone the actions you have taken here, and I will not say that I forgive what you have done to my home.” He stared intently at Sotaynru, his purple eyes locked into the man’s returning gaze as he shook his head. “But I cannot say that your Ideas are wrong, and I certainly cannot applaud your speech with laughter at the thought of a unified Daratan.” He smirked. “I am a dragoon, I know much of this dragon you speak of, the dragoon worships it as a god, but with the destruction of the city of the dragon, do you not think you may upset the balance and bring the beasts wrath upon yourself?”

He stood, sliding the knife back into its sheath before he presented something to Sotaynru. “I am unlike most other Incendians. Where most see brash war and unjust causes, I see a place for conversation. I was given an order to end this battle by any means necessary, and that is what I am doing.” The thing he held out to the young boy was a small flag, the patch of a dead dragoon soldier, as a sign of peace between them. “I have a proposition for you, Sotaynru, A very interesting one, indeed.” He paced a small amount, thinking to himself as he entertained the though in his head. “I can work the inner strings of Incendia… I can pull some here, and cut some there.” The grin on his face grew and grew before he stopped, turned to the young King and grinned. “I propose a brotherhood… A new organization… hidden from the light of this world. Septur and Incendia together as one. Maybe then, we can bring your plan to realization… but under a different form.”

Artemis shook his head slightly in admaration at his young student. It seemed that the boy had finally found something worth fighting for. Not just for him though, for everyone. " I will have to agree Sotaynru about your quest for peace, but why not start out with someone less likely to go charging in to murder people." He gave a quick look to the other man " No offense ment" before looking back at him. Artemis found reason in the young mans mind, although he could see about 100 different ways on how the situation could of possibley been handeled, he did not voice this though. He thought for a few moments before moving to stand beside Sotaynru in case this Shurik fellow didnt react to kindly. He now noticed Shinji from the corner of his eye with his 'Kings'. " Welcome to the party Shinji." Artemis's eyes gave away his interest about the metal knights emensly.

Artemis would think for a few moments before touching Sotaynru's shoulder as he leaned close to the young mans ear " You spoke true although it might be better to not insult someone who you are attacking next time. They may get angry and try to kill you. I am sure Shinji and Me wont like watching and i am deffinately sure we dont want to be responsible on getting the entire army back home if you are dead." His voice was soft enough to where only Sotaynru could hear it. Standing straight up, Artemis gazed at the other man from Incendia. How was this going to play out now? He was having fun being able to test a few theories out on the Incendian troops but they did their own extensive damage to Septurn Kana's forces as well. If this talk didnt turn out to well, it may get violent again and only fate could determine the winner.

He thought more on this plan of Sotaynru's. If the men would of saw how their leader had to plead for Shurik to stop the other Incenedian, the men would disert after believeing that following a leader of no battle skills was a coward. Those that were loyal to Sotaynru would still stay, but that wouldnt be too many to complete the quest for a true peace. Thinking for a few moments, he looked around him slightly before a thought came to him about Sotaynru's battle skills. He would explain this idea to Sotaynru later but right now was this little parley deal they have. " Sotaynru, If You asked Shurik, i think that is your name if i am right, he might be willing to join your cause. He is not as narrow minded as a few of the Incendians we fought today. So far he is the brightest one i have met since he knows the values of a parley and was willing to have one instead of letting the other man simply kill you to end their threat"

He stopped though as he listened to Shurik speak about forming a sort of brother hood between Septur Kana. It appield to Artemis as he looked to Sotaynru " He does have a point. It would be benefical to your plan and to keep the peace" He leaned forward yet again to whisper into Sotaynru's ear " Plus it will give us to some in sight on how Incendia Clax works and if all else fails, we can use the knowledge we gain from them, although they will gather knowledge from us as well. If we become hostile agian, itll be a double bladed ax. Although he does speak the truth. We can use this brother hood and they could use it as well. Plus we will have an ally in the Incendian army with a rank that may soon grow to go up higher the hierarchy in their army." He would pull away from Sotaynru and look at Shurik " Your words are wise enough and i can see merits in it. But it is up to the pupil here" He placed a wrapped hand ontop of Sotaynru's head " To decide" He would never get tired of reminding Sotaynru he was a pupil or a student of his.

sotaynru listened to the mans reply even the formal appology, a small smile caught his face. looking to the mans eyes he didnt know whether he was to belive it entirely but it was at this point a very sincere decision upon the mans mind he could tell that much a man knowns men and men lie its the man that can call the lie that is but man at all.he laughed thinking to himself a small chuckle " appreciate this captain shurik i truly do indeed" sotaynru offere3d hsi hand out to the man.. shaking hsi hand lightly sotaynru was weak atm the days exhaustian upon feeble youth. mental and physical along with the battle he had just encountered. " this brother hood you propose i would like to think upon it if you would and i shall be in contact. for now my men will leave your country.. but i wish for their to be rumor that we are returning this will cause your king to boost defenses and not follow an army back to their home lands. i warn you though any foolish enough to tread the sands of septur uninvited will find that scorpions are far less merciful than i. " he chuckled a bit a child smile playign upon his pale lips as he turned a bit to artemis. he spoke again " oh artemis id appreciate the proper respect when adressing me if you would. no just pupil my name is sotaynru forget the lordship i am your friend your ally and your FORMER pupil. adress me as you would a friend thank you" shinji had remianed silent thus far it was expected of the man his most mysterious of generals. " shurik i have matters to attend to i am very highly considering your brother hood though i would have you on days next waxing crescent coem to my lands with this." he handed shurik a sealed invitation the black wolf paw print upon it and his signature. your name is gaven you are a tradesmen and you have coem to strike trade kings request. answer nothing else that is asked as is your right. i will have your answer at this time.. oh and sir do not worry i swear upon the dragons name itself that their will be no ill will to you from thsi day forth.unless blade be raised by the gaced hand." he smiled lightly at this point pondering the thought of the dragon. he began to turn from the spot about to claim leave to make his way to his destination. " to answer your question before i leave.. the dragon will not turn to face us in its eyes even the dragoon warriors of its might will not be judged better than any rish not swine of this land even you must know that shurik " he honestly didnt mean to offend a person only to make his intentions clear he would have his answer by the time this man arrived upon this brother hood and the test had been set. would they follow or would they stay drop this for the time being. the playing fields were set once mroe a knight about ready to take the queen in a simple game of chess. he turned and exited the tent.

Shurik stared for a few moments, This Artemis character was quite the wise man, if he where to say so himself. Despite the whispering, he could hear key phrases as they spoke amongst themselves. His deep purple eyes never trailed away from the pair in front of him, ever watching of what they where going to do. Just a low rank warrior, coming down the hill to speak with a king, what was this? Shurik knew he was probably the most political, he preferred to solve problems before bloodshed, in some cases. As he heard the two answer him, he grinned. “The troops will know you are retreating, no one will follow you out. You have my word.” With that, he took the sealed envelope, a grin ever present on his face as he placed it within his armor to hide it from his men outside. Had he made a deal with evil? Only time would tell him if his choice was correct.

Shurik walked past the rest of them shortly after Sotaynru had exited the tent, his words still ringing in his head. Shurik knew the eyes of the dragon watched all. The destruction of one nation in the name of the dragon was just as horrendous as any murder, but he knew better to question the interpretation of the old religion. Shurik walked back to the group of men and raised a brow for a second. “Where did Ignis go?” The men looked at him, staring from one to another. They had heard the screams, had heard the fiery call of the man from wherever he went, and didn’t want to risk the wrath of the new Incendian, let alone their commander. “He went off to be alone.” A solid answer, one that wouldn’t arouse suspicion. “I suppose he will find me like I asked… Pack up, we’re going home… The battle is over.” He wondered if the king would hold his promise that this event and spectacle had ended. Shurik didn’t worry about that, the envelope hidden beneath his breastplate was proof enough of the young kings intentions. And as they made their way through the crowds of men, back towards their home, Shurik’s ideals flowered, thoughts provoked in some form, and he somehow knew he had made the right decision.

When they reached the Fromt gates, The men cheered and hollered to their leader, one who had bared the torch of the war when the others would not. He walked passed the calls and into the Market, staring at the collapsed wall, the one he had used to seal the gas within the hold of the city. “Jak.. Gather up the fire benders… We need to clear the City…” With the future meeting on his mind, they began to clean the city and restore it so things could once again be normal, for a short time.

Would things be normal? The ground stained with the blood of battle could never be home to some again. Memories of loved ones trampled to death or slashed by a blade and bleeding could never be washed away. The blood could, but the thoughts and memories could not. Incendian’s where strong warriors, but how many of his men could bare the sights of their loved ones bodies, infected by the poisoned sands. Word quickly spread of Shurik’s talks. Many versions appeared among the soldiers, many more would be fabricated from lies, but for now, they called Shurik the Hero. A title he certainly was undeserving of if they knew the true deal he had made with the enemy.

After they had cleared the rubble of the collapsed tunnel, the cleaning began. Shurik was the head of the efforts as all hands where on deck. Every warrior had been pulled from the defense to clean the city and prepare. No one knew if Septur would attack again, only the man who stood in the center of the action, shouting orders, helping with tasks, and restoring the city so it was habitable once again. Shurik’s prowess for leadership now shined as he took command where the other generals refused. He walked the blood stained streets. He helped pull the dismembered bodies from the houses to give them a proper send off, and Shurik got his hands dirty. That alone won the men over to his favor.

As the clean up continued, his men where still on edge, and when a shadow spoke out to their new hero, they instantly aimed their spears for the shaded area. Shurik quickly turned his head and stayed his men, recognizing the voice that had spoken to him to be one of friend. They men went back to their duties as he commanded them and then he looked upon the hidden figure of Ignis. Shurik gave him a nod and chuckled lightly. “Do not mind them. They are still on edge from the battle.” He stared around for a moment, noticing that they watched as they passed him, making sure no harm was to come.

He stared at the man for a moment, the one who had just appeared and attacked the leader and king of the opposing army so willingly. He beckoned him from the shadows as he turned on his heel and began to walk, back towards the entrance to the caves. “Come, Ignis, Walk with me… And let’s talk.” He offered Ignis the first words, for it was he who sought out him. “Please.. Express what is on your mind.” He placed his arms behind his back, grabbing his left wrist as he walked along the path.

sotaynru was tired very tired indeed and this new news of a traveller comeing this close this fast oen of which was old it worried him. though he got from his tent and approached with haste he didnt care what was the matter there was no reason for such rash decision " are we incendians?" he blurted in an angry burst. " are we angered brutes whom hold blades to an obvious elders throat and think to dirve them through?" the men said nothing only backed up from the man now as he walked forward to greet the man this was one of the first time anyone would see the boy openly wihtout private council. his long red hair coated in debris in dirt and sad mud even from hsi prior battle. he truly was in need of a shower of some sort of bathing to be clean to see ali in this fashion would prove sickening. he sighed slightly now makign his blue eyes scan the elder over " welcome elder i appologize for rash decision of my troops they are still on edge" he let himself show a simple smile beyond the pain and worn face. " what brings you my way elder do you seek refuge?" he knew not what this mans intent was but it was apprent by garb he was of their lands. he concealed blade which made him suspicious of course but who was sotaynru to judge when as he stood there with hands held behind back he held his own wicked dagger.

The man before him may have been from the wilds, but he was a knowledgeable person. The conversion of though into words was apparently a foreign form of communication for Ignis, but he conveyed them well enough to be understandable. Shurik saw great honor in this man, and knew he would be a very valuable asset in pursuing his own agenda. His eyes scanned over the mighty warrior and he knew for a fact that this was a one time shot. The man before him was not afraid of war, of blood, of any part of war. That would make him a perfect ally for himself in the brotherhood he wished to form. Ignis was also very versed in the ways of fire. He had mentioned a dragon, and he knew that this man was trained by the dragons themselves. "Ignis. The reason this war started is not a major concern, but..." As they moved out of earshot of his men he began to elaborate upon the reasoning. "Ignis, I do not want the other men to know about this, but because I am placing some trust in you because... I need you to be on my side of this." His deep eyes stared to the man as he stopped somewhere were the cleaning at stopped and the men had moved on.

"Because he is a child and wanted to test himself against a mighty nation." He knew it was wrong to lie to someone, but he had sworn an oath in the tent to keep the true intentions secret. Ignis would know soon enough. For now, he looked and Ignis and began to discuss the idea of him fighting and being trained. "Ignis, I can train you in what I know, but I fear I may be able to learn more from you, than you from I." He stared off into the end of the tunnel, his mind flowing from his plans to the plans already in play. "I am going to ask you... To join a special team of soldiers under the Dragoon division." He turned to the man, grinned, all four fangs bared as the grin spread across his face. "A type of... 'Black ops' You will operate under me, secretly, and I will give you full permission to use all of your powers on these missions." Once again he faced out towards the entrance to the cave. "I will be listing more soldiers in your ranks. But you will be equals until one proves better than the other." Shurik began walking back towards his men, a smirk on his face as he turned his head to look back at Ignis. "I will give you some time to think... But please, do not keep me waiting."

Shurik continued his walk, his eyes and head held high as he continued along his path. Without thinking, he turned back around, looked at Ignis and smiles. "And if your curious on why I stopped you... I needed to talk to him. I formed a bond between us." He grinned. " I know you haven't heard this saying... I don't think. But Keep your friends close and keep your enemies closer." His eyes seemed to flare when he said this, his mind drifting back to the conversation he and sotay had had before he came back. The invitation in his breastplate felt like Ice against his skin. He began his walk and chuckled as he called back. "Besides, Ignis. He's just a kid. Give him some time to become a real challenger, okay?" He knew Ignis would find some humor in that statement, but for now, he walked away, back to the cleaning of the city. It was going to be a long night for him.

The man decided to play it up a bit; act as though his age truly was a factor, when the king approached and shooed his men away. He leaned forward a bit; his eyes meeting the mans feet in a jagged glare, as the young king began to speak. Osirin listened; picked apart the tone, the words, listening to the mans breathing, his exhaustion apparent, and without needing to truly understand the man to the fullest, he knew enough. He was young; ill informed in the ways of the world, and it had become apparent during battle, that he was in dire need of a mentor. But... that was but a thought for the future, and did not matter at the time.

So, with eyes rising slowly; head barely seeming to move, Osirin greeted the kings smile with his own wavering one and he began to speak.

"Thank you m'lord, I have traveled far, seen much, and have turned up here for but one reason." Osirin let his voice carry the weight of his age; turning the very sound of grating sand into his tone, as he stared the young king down. "I am here because of this war... this heated battle that is so unimportant. This is not a contest you can win; this battle is not one for victory, this life you lead is not one to be lead anymore." The tone carried with it an insistent anger; one buried beneath the rock of the mans heart, and as he continued, Osirin let it be known that he was not shy or afraid.

"You have attacked people with no provocation. You have fled a fight with no reasonable or acceptable terms met beforehand. You have shed blood that of which was your kind, and theirs. You my dear young king.. have truly ruined the name of Septur kind. You may keep your secret agenda, your secretive plans, your plots and ideas to yourself... For I will see them soon enough; hear them on the wind, and feel them enacted through the earth... You can keep your mad ramblings of prophecies; of the unity of people...Yes.. i have heard such things in my travels.. and i tell you now.. you must hear me as i truly speak... You must listen" Osirin was fuming; the sand at his feet seeming to writhe and growl as if alive, as he continued to berate the king without a care for the consequences.

"No man is free from his actions.. not even a king... and What i have seen is irreparable... damage done to home, to the throne, to the land, to your kind and theirs. To families, to friends, to enemies, and to no one alike... You have chosen to strike at the heart of another.. in order to be accepted into it?" Osirin shook his head to the idea, continuing without letting the king interject. "That is not how the world works my young king... not at all... All you have done is cause more separation, more segregation, more hatred between your people and theirs... I say your people because they are not mine.. So long as you bear the crown, and use them as pawns in your games.. they are no people at all..." Osirin was heated now; his eyes had lost the white sheen of the sand overlapping them, and slowly he was beginning to shake. "You have done nothing for the benefit of your land or theirs.. and in the end... what you have sewn here.. shall be rewarded with much more destruction... For the dragon does not give lightly its blood.. not even for those who claim leadership over its flock..."

With a growl; his back straightening, his head reaching its full height, and his eyes spinning with the dust and sand therein, Osirin took a breathe and looked over the man before him. The very young, and misguided youth. He looked at him not as a king, but as a boy whom the world would not forgive. He looked at him as someone who desperately needed saving from himself... He waited, watched, and patiently observed... what came next was not up to him...