One of the many duties of a servant is to rise up hours early before their master. As such Dubhlainn played his role well with such diligence and responsibility. Should he not present these traits in his line of work, others would not deem him as a respectable fellow, regardless of the alignment. The first order of business was to travel to the vast city called Fat Monsterland, a hidden kingdom, abandoned and empty, and not set foot into since more than 2000 years. The city is located in a wasteland where water is scarce. Thus, there is a system installed that distributes ground water from several dozen meters below the surface through a magical enchantment. Furthermore, the whole town is decorated with several lacrima that ensure heat, light and gas. It is an overall well-rounded and simple city that is self-sustained through the magical time enchantment, and can exist far away from fine nature. He was to wait at the assigned location where he will escort the Guildmaster Gil of Tartarus outside and towards their destination.
While waiting for his job partner and his evaluator, he stops to think for a moment:
A King willing to evaluate an allied soldier from another nation? He must have been bored.
However little did he knew of Gil and the little he did know was from malignant information among the members of Savage Skull and Basilik Fang. He was known to be an upstart but most would say he was destined for the throne.
What did the King wish to see in Dubhlainn? Surely Janneline isn’t the only reason for that if that was the only reason, he would have declined. There must be a catch and perhaps more to this?
While waiting for his job partner and his evaluator, he stops to think for a moment:
A King willing to evaluate an allied soldier from another nation? He must have been bored.
However little did he knew of Gil and the little he did know was from malignant information among the members of Savage Skull and Basilik Fang. He was known to be an upstart but most would say he was destined for the throne.
A King surrounded by his loyal subjects
whose arrogance colored his fame among his people
one who ruled with an iron fist, clad in gold and worshiped like a God
and would only open his mind to a new idea
when and only when the latter only bores him.
whose arrogance colored his fame among his people
one who ruled with an iron fist, clad in gold and worshiped like a God
and would only open his mind to a new idea
when and only when the latter only bores him.
What did the King wish to see in Dubhlainn? Surely Janneline isn’t the only reason for that if that was the only reason, he would have declined. There must be a catch and perhaps more to this?