In Search for The World Eater. [Savage Skull Only]

It was quite a surprise when a sealed envelop arrived at Frederick's desk a couple of days ago. Well not that an envelop was surprising Frederick's. But the seal that was used to close the envelop off was, it was the insignia of one of the highest ranking mages in Savage Skull before he disappeared a year ago. Frederick did not know what happened to the former champion, even his covert ops couldn't find any trace of him. The only thing Frederick had were the rumors and whispers of an unknown dark force gathering strength, so he had some suspicions that Constantine could've been mixed up with that. But still he could never really know.

When Frederick opened the envelope it showed him a letter containing brief information on a location and a powerful artifact hidden in some ruins. First off Frederick thought of going alone, but he knew those ruins, or at least their reputation. It was a dark and dangerous place to be, even for dark mages of the caliber of Savage Skull.
Figuring that the dark guild could use some more activity he decided to gather his forces and travel with them to the ominous location. After all venturing into the ruins at full force was the most safest thing to do.

As always when Frederick traveled he wore his dark hooded cloak that covered his entire body and face. Only revealing a small portion of his mouth and chin. And upon arriving at the location he could see his former flamboyant comrade patiently waiting on them.
'Constantine..it's been quite a while'

Selveria had followed Constantine silently as usual. She walked up behind him and stood beside him with her arms crossed. Her eyes turned towards Constantine and then she closed them. Selveria gave a hopeless sigh. "You're a very interesting individual Constantine, but your since in fashion is gaudy and tacky," she said being absolutely honest with him. This was her way of showing appreciation to him. If she wasn't brutally honest, she would be a liar. Being a liar did not go well in her books. Selveria looked forward and awaited the next motion.

Finally a man showed up. She immediately put her hand to her hilt unsure of whether or not she could trust this new person. Then she looked at the man one more time. He had a welcoming look. Her eyes looked him up and down she calmed down and placed her hand at her side. Selveria stayed quiet standing beside Constantine. She had left her cape and epaulets behind. Selveria's shirt was tight on her. The breast pockets stood out and the buttons seemed like they would snap off and hit the poor new comer in the face. Her shirt was in the style of a halter top. On her thighs she wore stockings that seemed to be in the pattern of scales. She wore a mini skirt over the stockings. She wore her heels and walked around in them easily. The looks was very scantily clad, but somehow she still kept an aura of dignity. Selveria put a hand through her platinum hair and took a step back so to be a couple feet behind Constantine.

Ayeseru was called for a mission. What it actually was, still unknown to him. He was one day approached by the Keeper, being requested to join him and a few others on a special mission. Naturally, he wouldn't want to decline such a high ranking mage, so he agreed to tag along, however, not only because of that, but also he heard the Keeper mention something about "champion". Immediately, the first thing that came to his mind was The demon... When he first joined, he was meant to meet a bloke called "the champion", the strongest mage in the guild, though that never happened.

This would be the perfect time to meet the mage, since he was excited to meet him when he first heard of him. He was originally meant to walk with the Keeper to the meeting spot, though he had some other matters to attend to and was forced to arrive later. He was given a map by the Keeper to navigate his was there. Ayeseru had his scythe on his back, as always, and upon arrival, saw three figures standing in the distance. Upon further inspection, Ayeseru noticed one of them was the Keeper,though the other two were unknown to him. He assumed one of them was the former champion, though couldn't guess who the other one was. He approached the small group and stood left to the Keeper.

Blond hair blowing with the breeze, his shirt attached with suspenders with his brown pants, bandages covering his left eye. If you would disregard the scythe, Ayeseru would seem like a good boy, little did anyone know though, that was almost an exact opposite assumption. Though he was clearly one of the youngest mages in the entire Savage Skull guild, he was a force to be reckoned with.

work in progress