Toast of the Verisi [Private]

The day was set, the family to be brought together as one. A force that no one could mess with without the cost of their lives. These members were the Verisi, the children of Fiore. Family. This one in particular was the strongest in existence, not a single group to rival these members. Either individually or as a group, crossing their path was suicide. First generation family members went unrivaled, Miran was an example of that, trapping one of Fiore's best inside of a mere illusion An army with that much power within every member has the potential to wipe the cosmos. Second generation of Verisi, Elyx made sure to let the legacy continue. So today was the day he got to meet the members and declare them the next Verisi family members. But of course, he was not going to follow their traditions. Instead, he was going to make one of his own, something that welcomed them and didn't conflict with their beliefs. An option for them to go out on the battlefield with a head held up high, no fear of them being caught doing what they like instead of what others tell them to do.

First of all, titles and ranking meant nothing. While they did determine strength, one who wants to show off a higher rank will be met by Elyx personally. None of that higher authority crap here, they were all children with the same goal. Fiore is a target, ranks will not matter should they end up on the chopping block. Trivial causes will not be tolerated, and the same will apply for positions such as guild masters and ishvals. Talking about them is fine, but the brunette was in no mood to deal with those who want to play the power game, and this was going to be an ideal that was strictly enforced.

Second, all of them are unknown to the outside world. They are not to reveal that they are within this group. If they were going to keep themselves safe from the eyes of the world, they couldn't be associated with each other. There is to be a secret messenger to deliver the messages from the Verisi family for them to the outside world. All identities are to be masked, and any revealing of the family or it's members will be apprehended. To make this work, they needed to stay underground and out of sight. If the Magic Council were to catch wind of a secret group, they get labeled as a guild automatically, as well as have any secrets revealed to them as they are being watched daily. They are to set their own rules and act however the family agrees, regardless of moralities.

Elyx considered this group most important to him, as it was a cause that they could all get behind. Not one person taking control and telling everyone else what to do, but a true democracy. A place of debate, or comfort, a family he wants to create. The ones who put blades into the hearts of those in the family will receive equal with an interest higher than the Sophists could ever charge.

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The brunette stood up at the top of the Sky Tower. It was evening time, the sun about to go down. Warmth radiated down onto him as he stood at the direct top. A meeting place that was temporary, as he wanted to confirm the members to be in the family before he revealed any secret area. Aside from the house within the Rose Gardens, he set up an underground network for them to work with, traveling through all sorts of places such as Oahu, an underwater city. It took a few days for him to set up the areas, but with Shima's perfect crafting skills, a whole network for the world has been set. They could theoretically be anywhere they please as long as they take the underground passageways.

In front of him was a massive table, as if a Thanksgiving feast were to be prepared. Each seat has a glass for a member to drink from, where they will find the sweet Apple Cider to be used for the toast. It was a celebration after all, a group as dedicated and powerful as the Verisi, and they all are going to make that a reality. As for Elyx, he stood with his musketeer attire on, as formal as he was once when he was a Lerale in Shadelle. With the exception of the rapier, he was prepared to greet the children the same way he would greet the audience of an orchestra performance. While keeping a small and collected half-smile equipped, he felt a bit more. He was looking forward to see whom brought themselves to join the group who wishes to fight for the greater good of this land.