Wandering Crusader (Alex/Tracy)

Alexander was sitting down at the bar and had a drink. It was a drink for the dead at Rose Garden, those that died just so Tartarus could prove a point. That they were back and they would not be ignored again. While they were gaining strength, he was losing some in the form of friends... no family that he alienated himself. It was cause his hands were now stained with the blood of innocence again and he would pay for his crimes when he died. For now though he was alive and well, but the guild needed some recruiting. Some new fresh blood that may be interested in joining the cause. He chuckled under his breath and continued to scan the crowd for potentials, but there were none. It was bunch of chaotic rabble of miscreants and drunks... for once he did not enjoy their company.

So he left to walk out in the busy streets of Hargeon without a purpose or direction. He was just wandering fire that burned where the wind took him and whatever destiny it brought him. Now there was nothing to stop him from just enjoying the bit of peace that he finally got. It was not going to last however because a group of Rune Knights were beginning to recognize him from the wanted posters. Enemy of the State they called him. Villain to all of Fiore they called him. He gave them one look and it gave them pause. The Rune Knights would not try to arrest someone who was way out of their league. Alexander muttered, "Cowards, the Rune Knights I served would have attempted to make arrest anyways. How could the Rune Knights that meant to protect and serve Fiore gotten so spineless and weak?" He gave them a look of contempt and walked away, hurting their pride in the process. There were just somethings you do not fight and Alexander was one of them.

For the first time since a long time, Tracy was thinking of going to a bar. She wore a flirty, semi-translucent vest-like top and a pair of black skinnies. Her hair was tied up into a single ponytail, which was something rare she did. Her main objective today was to have absolute relaxation. She asked for an interesting bar that might not have many barbaric customers who were going to barrel surf or something. She wanted to go to a bar where there were just enough people to converse with. Tracy was also thinking of trying to find out the strongest dark guild to join, so she could persuade the guildmaster and manipulate them into completing her life mission: to overthrow the Fiore government. The dark guilds she's received information about include: Tartarus, Savage Skull, Nox Animus and Transcendent Wings. But since all she knew were their names, she had more to find out.

On the way to the bar, Tracy brushed past many people with different attitudes. Some of them bore guild tattoos that she sort of recognized. The most seen guild insignia was that of Lamia Scale, since the guild was located in this very town, Hargeon. Truth be told, Tracy didn't like the sight of any legal guilds, or mages from them. Most she hated was, the Magic Council. After walking a while, Tracy bumped shoulders with a white haired man who looked quite angry. She gave in an angry, piercing look with her unnaturally bright, red eyes, and turned around in the direction of her destination. She walked on for about three more minutes and reached the bar, entering it gracefully as if she wasn't here to drink and talk bad about the higher authorities. She strode to the bar and asked for a bottle of soju, not looking around in the process. Not giving anyone in the room a single look, Tracy waiting for her soju. There was an empty seat beside her.

Alexander huffed slightly at the Rune Knights cowardice, but they seemed to regain their composure as he left. They would not leave him alone, not while they knew he was in Hargeon. Alexander's mind processed how fast until they got reinforcements to flood him. Bravery in numbers after all, but they would still not be able to apprehend him. They would never be able to apprehend him alive, mostly cause they have not recovered fully from the Fall of Era. They were trying to fill in with more bodies that they neglect training and discipline. This was not the Rune Knights that he used to serve, they were better than this. Alexander muttered, "15 minutes... Enough for a drink..." It was all he could do, maybe it would be entertaining. Maybe he would have someone to converse. Maybe he would apologize to the women he accidentally bumped into.

He stepped in, the man walked in a confident fashion without being overbearing. His red jacket fluttered in the wind as he sat down in the bar. This one was more classy and of better quality, more drinks and less bar fights. Just the way he liked it, but for how long? How long until Rune Knights disturbed the peace that they swore to protect? How long until they put these civilians in danger? Alexander was not a monster, but no hero. He sat down on the seat next to the lady he bumped into and said to the bartender, "I'll buy her drink. Also I'd like some Bellum Whiskey, the bottle please." He then gave a small polite smile to the lady and apologized, "I am sorry for bumping into you. My mind was elsewhere at the moment. Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Alexander Zenneth." It was a name that would be commonly associated with enemy of state and destroyer of Rose Garden. However here he was, in full view and not scared of anything.

Alexander chuckled slightly, for once his name did not precede him. Good see that Hargeon would be a city that would have people not recognize him. Well regardless of that he said, "Indeed I am, Nox Animus to be exact." He picked up the glass of whiskey and drank it in one gulp. It burned just fine and his physiology did not allow him to be drunk. He turned his chair with the most polite, yet laid back faces one could give. He was not stressing over the fact that Rune Knights would probably storm the place and ruin the peace. Right now he was talking to a lady that was interested in knowing Dark Guilds.

Alexander looked at Tracy in the eyes, she was very fashionable in her clothing. It really looked nice on her and that smile with a hint of enthusiasm suited her. So the Flame Demon Slayer would be helpful to her, "So do you have any questions? Our guild is not really that big of a secret, honestly we are surprised we have not been caught by now." He was joking, but serious at the same time. Magic Council still did not figure where they are, which was good for business. Alexander could not believe how stupid they could be. Then again peace breeded laziness and laziness brought stupidity... it was a vicious cycle.