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It was finally time.
Thana smiled as her eyes roamed across the city landscape of Lavanitir Port. Her amber gaze burned with the fires of hunger, a deep and passionate anticipation of the carnage that was to come. Divine Calamity had been a long time in the making. She had played for some time as a member of other guilds, even taking on the leadership role of an ace within Elysium before the guild was disbanded. While generally she liked to think of herself as a lone wolf, there was no denying that she had gotten a taste for having minions at her beck and call. So much so that when she returned to her guildless life after Elysium’s demise, her life had felt surprisingly lacking. She had realized she needed more. Not just to be a part of a guild, but leading one, and not as an ace. It was time for her to start a guild of her own, to call the shots and answer to no one.
But one could not start a guild on their own, of course. A guild needed members, infrastructure, and territories. It needed aligned goals with individuals that were like minded, or at least able to be manipulated and otherwise controlled. It was after the events in Joya where she found her opportunity, in a pair of siblings known as Yurielle and Yuliana. They had wrought such beautiful destruction, and Thana had found herself captivated in a way that she had never experienced before. These were women that she could see not as mere pawns but as true allies. As equals. And Ataxia had found it fitting to make the stars align, allowing the three women to meet and come to an agreement in co-leading a brand new dark guild that was, on this very day, about to take its maiden steps to announce itself to the world. They had even already amassed a small following of individuals that had presented themselves to be named among the founding members.
It was with a couple of those members that she was gathered today, on the far west side of the city where the docks lay. The port was rife with ships of all sorts, though most of them were geared for various import and export goods. After much discussion of where to make their mark, she alongside Yuri and Yuli had decided that Lavanitir was the perfect place to take root. The Rune Knight presence on the island was shaky at best, more of a formality than anything else since the city was a bit more independent and liberal than the rest of Fiore. Additionally, it would be a critical blow to the mainland for them to take over one of their biggest commerce ports. Not to mention a retaliatory strike would be difficult for their enemies to plan, seeing as how the only way to reach the city would be by sea or air. It was perfect for their needs, and she had faith that their power and domination would only expand from there.
At the moment she had used her magic to disguise herself. Considering that she was supposed to have been recently executed by the Rune Knights, it wouldn’t do to reveal her presence just yet. There was a time and a place for the world at large to know that Trinity the Warlord of Mania was still very much at large, but today was not that day. So instead, she had taken it upon herself to fabricate a new alias; a different one than she had created for her membership with the Luminous Covenant. While Simeon was a delightful role to play, she could not afford to have that persona’s reputation with the faction compromised by being affiliated with a new dark guild. So instead she had created Ezekiel Black, a young man appearing to be in his early twenties with tanned skin and piercing gray eyes. His long hair was a dark teal color that was pulled into a loose ponytail with an array of shaggy bangs that framed his face. He wore fashionable armor of expensive make, as well as a black patch covering one of his eyes. Just peeking through the opening of his chest was the chosen symbol of the guild, a crown, in a bright pink hue.
He turned his head just enough to look back at the two women that had joined him, the Joyan Alivya and the young Willow that she had ensnared to her side a number of months ago. “Ladies… It’s time to show the world who we are. Our goal is to wipe out the Rune Knights that are stationed here and take over the city hall. Feel free to drag as many citizens as you’d like into the chaos, just remember that we do want to leave some of the city alive. We cannot be rulers without slaves. But every single Rune Knight must die without exception. We will take this city by force, and through our valiant efforts shall the dawn of the Ashen Empire one day rise.”
Withdrawing the sword from his hip, Ezekiel pointed toward a small group of Rune Knights that had gathered at the docks. It appeared to be a small handful of low ranking Rune Knight soldiers that were reporting to two men that were bearing the marks of a sergeant and staff sergeant. “We start with them. Oh, and just to make things more fun… the one who kills the most Rune Knights might just get a very special reward from me later. Do make me proud.” And with that she waved them off, giving them permission to take the lead on the attack.
Thana smiled as her eyes roamed across the city landscape of Lavanitir Port. Her amber gaze burned with the fires of hunger, a deep and passionate anticipation of the carnage that was to come. Divine Calamity had been a long time in the making. She had played for some time as a member of other guilds, even taking on the leadership role of an ace within Elysium before the guild was disbanded. While generally she liked to think of herself as a lone wolf, there was no denying that she had gotten a taste for having minions at her beck and call. So much so that when she returned to her guildless life after Elysium’s demise, her life had felt surprisingly lacking. She had realized she needed more. Not just to be a part of a guild, but leading one, and not as an ace. It was time for her to start a guild of her own, to call the shots and answer to no one.
But one could not start a guild on their own, of course. A guild needed members, infrastructure, and territories. It needed aligned goals with individuals that were like minded, or at least able to be manipulated and otherwise controlled. It was after the events in Joya where she found her opportunity, in a pair of siblings known as Yurielle and Yuliana. They had wrought such beautiful destruction, and Thana had found herself captivated in a way that she had never experienced before. These were women that she could see not as mere pawns but as true allies. As equals. And Ataxia had found it fitting to make the stars align, allowing the three women to meet and come to an agreement in co-leading a brand new dark guild that was, on this very day, about to take its maiden steps to announce itself to the world. They had even already amassed a small following of individuals that had presented themselves to be named among the founding members.
It was with a couple of those members that she was gathered today, on the far west side of the city where the docks lay. The port was rife with ships of all sorts, though most of them were geared for various import and export goods. After much discussion of where to make their mark, she alongside Yuri and Yuli had decided that Lavanitir was the perfect place to take root. The Rune Knight presence on the island was shaky at best, more of a formality than anything else since the city was a bit more independent and liberal than the rest of Fiore. Additionally, it would be a critical blow to the mainland for them to take over one of their biggest commerce ports. Not to mention a retaliatory strike would be difficult for their enemies to plan, seeing as how the only way to reach the city would be by sea or air. It was perfect for their needs, and she had faith that their power and domination would only expand from there.
At the moment she had used her magic to disguise herself. Considering that she was supposed to have been recently executed by the Rune Knights, it wouldn’t do to reveal her presence just yet. There was a time and a place for the world at large to know that Trinity the Warlord of Mania was still very much at large, but today was not that day. So instead, she had taken it upon herself to fabricate a new alias; a different one than she had created for her membership with the Luminous Covenant. While Simeon was a delightful role to play, she could not afford to have that persona’s reputation with the faction compromised by being affiliated with a new dark guild. So instead she had created Ezekiel Black, a young man appearing to be in his early twenties with tanned skin and piercing gray eyes. His long hair was a dark teal color that was pulled into a loose ponytail with an array of shaggy bangs that framed his face. He wore fashionable armor of expensive make, as well as a black patch covering one of his eyes. Just peeking through the opening of his chest was the chosen symbol of the guild, a crown, in a bright pink hue.
He turned his head just enough to look back at the two women that had joined him, the Joyan Alivya and the young Willow that she had ensnared to her side a number of months ago. “Ladies… It’s time to show the world who we are. Our goal is to wipe out the Rune Knights that are stationed here and take over the city hall. Feel free to drag as many citizens as you’d like into the chaos, just remember that we do want to leave some of the city alive. We cannot be rulers without slaves. But every single Rune Knight must die without exception. We will take this city by force, and through our valiant efforts shall the dawn of the Ashen Empire one day rise.”
Withdrawing the sword from his hip, Ezekiel pointed toward a small group of Rune Knights that had gathered at the docks. It appeared to be a small handful of low ranking Rune Knight soldiers that were reporting to two men that were bearing the marks of a sergeant and staff sergeant. “We start with them. Oh, and just to make things more fun… the one who kills the most Rune Knights might just get a very special reward from me later. Do make me proud.” And with that she waved them off, giving them permission to take the lead on the attack.
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