- It had been a Month or so since Alakai had walked up the steps of Tartarus; He still remembered the trail of dust he kicked up as he entered the large doors. However, then, it was built on Thunder Island, and was a much smaller building. Now, he sat in a castle that loomed over an entire kingdom; It was remarkable, to think that they would have this much after what they had gone through. With the Death of a Guildmaster, and a uprising..
Certainly wasn't a walk in the moonlight.
That was when he stood up... Lyserg, once a follower, he became a leader that night. Many opposed him, but Alakai, he would just look the other way. He was no one's follower, but he certainly wasn't going to stand up to Lyserg. They had too much of a... binding relationship.
So for now, he called Lyserg his Master and stood up to his side.
Alakai grinned slightly as he pictured the day the remaining members of Tartarus marched up on the kingdom. They took it over within minutes, but it's not like it was much of a fight. The Kingdom was located in Fat Monsterland, a mushy, worthless piece of land that resided in the depths of Fiore. A perfect place to regroup Tartarus.
Thinking about the sudden turn of events, Alakai sat in the Main Hall, his feet propped up on a table, and a sparkling glass in his hands. It was a red color liquid, alot like the color of his eyes.
He swirled it around in the glass before taking another sip. Surprisingly it was rather quiet in here. A few mages were here and there, but a majority of them were away elsewhere.
How boring....
Alakai sighed as he finished his drink. Something entertaining needed to happen, or a inner part of him was going to freak. The man stood and stretched, maybe a Nap would do him some good, or a job. But it was still too bright outside to go exploring.
