by Yuvon 11th December 2018, 9:03 am
Well, to be fair, given the uneasiness of the atmosphere in town, Yuvon clearly knew from the moment he stepped foot into Era that something was off. Where did this violence- oh, no, excuse the description, but violence as a term for the issue made it seem as if it was the citizens’ fault. Truly, it wasn’t; why would they bring forth their own demise? This had to be the works of an external danger - quite possibly an enemy wizard who hid in the shadows of Era and played with its people, mercilessly enjoying the bloodbath that they swam in. It was a scene of thriller and gore that Yuvon wished he did not stand… but it triggered an uneasy lineage in his veins that roared out in the sight of fresh blood. The mere thought of it drove him… tribulated.
Thanks to such tragic fate, his blood and the blood of his forefathers were deeply connected to the life of one, ancient cannibal of the past; and though Yuvon was not classified as one, the mere marks and footprints of his forefather haunted the entire family. It even played a role in the previous outthrowing of the king of Minstrel, putting Yuvon’s family as the next heir to the throne and the monarch family. What a fate… and thus, Yuvon now found himself here, in Fiore, running away from his curse and seeking shelter in wisdom and insight.
Another wizard alike Yuvon in helpfulness more than appearance joined the equation. His short but eye-catching show of ice prowess proved his status as a wizard, and the councilman bowed once more to the newcomer. “Ah, what a miracle! Okay, the reason that I’m in need of your help is that I know the wrongdoer in this tragic event,” the councilman explained, “But believe it or not, he is over 500 years old! His crypt is hidden under the headquarters of the Magic Council… we’ve tried removing his grave, but his magic lives on even after his body has rotten away.” He would wave and prompt the two wizards to follow him towards the headquarters; as a councilman, he was allowed entrance once they reached the place.
“Therefore, we used our magic to ward off his grudging effects… but a while ago, one of our members proved corrupted and tried to lift the barrier. Now, the wrongdoer’s artifact is set loose, bound by its owner’s hatred and thirst for power - and it’s buffing everybody’s strength to such destructive degrees.”
“Wait… how long had he been known down there?” Yuvon curiously asked in a gentle and delightful tone. “Actually, we just learned about his very presence a couple years ago. To this day, we know so little of who this man actually was other than his gender and that he clearly loves to cause mayhem… we barely even know why he decides to act now of all times…”
WC: 488
TWC: 846