A Meeting With The Master

"Brushogun, do you really believe in what Kaseki told you?" Ramen asked his friend.



Kaseki had taken most of Dragon Fang for a secret meeting on a boat. Brushogun was in charge of contacting and arranging the gathering. The man of the boat was known as Ravage Bones, an avid treasure collector. Brushogun was instructed by the man to watch the seas. Because of this... he missed the entire meeting.

After the ship had docked in Oak Town, Ravage told him of Kaseki's suggestion.

"Aye, the hooded man says you best go to Tartarus. The man there is a friend of a friend he says." said the skeleton pirate, "It's a guild of the dark sorts and kinds, but not as crazy as the others, aye?"

Brushogun nodded at the man, thanking him silently as he disembarked the ship.


Brushogun figured he would get a bite to eat before going elsewhere. He strolled around the city streets. His friend and spirit followed him.

"You do, don't you? You believe the words of that man," said Ramen. He looked at Brushogun for a response and found the answer, "Well I hope they aren't like Savage Skull, those people sound outright insane..."

"'Shogun, we really need food." Said the spirit. "I know when you're hungry." He poked at his chest, "Remember, we're linked."

Brushogun was looking around the city for a small place to eat. Kaseki had given him a hefty amount of money. "I could live a little of the land... How much did Kaseki give me again?" he thought to himself. He reached into a pouch to pull out a bag of jewels. Be had begun to count. The samurai had dreams of buying better and improved armor, maybe even a better sword... or simply just a sword for that matter.

"Thanks!" said a small boy. He seemed to run at him. Brushogun was curious to see why the...

"Brushogun! Our money!!" exclaimed the spirit. The small boy seemed to steal from them in a flash, taking the bag of jewels. Brushogun grew furious. He gripped his left forearm with his right hand and threw it at the boy's head. He made no further movements than to recover his lost limb. "Perhaps that place will be my new home. I can't stand to protect a world full of scum like this..." he thought.

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OOC: Sorry, I know it's lame, I was trying to edit some apps and other posts... I'm still trying to see if Night will approve my stuff after a week...Sorry!

The armor stared back at the man. He could feel something strange. "An odd man, I have onlt heard what Zenneth has told my children," Kaseki told him moments ago, "You can feel... you'll know when he's near. That's all I know.". Brushogun felt an odd power. "Could he be the one?" he thought to himself, "No... it's just an old man." The armor remained with a stone face under the mask, and stared blankly at the man.

"My apologies... My friend here took a vow of silence many years ago. He swore to never speak. He was told to find the guild of..." Ramen paused to tap his chin. "I believe loyalty, for we wish for someone, or rather people we can trust. Unity, for that is the very thing that makes us strong... our allies. And I believe the last thing was... Order, because, after all, you need some rules right?" The spirit looked at the man, "Do you know of such a place?"

The spirit called out to the old man, hoping to get his attention, "But sir, we have!" Ramen floated about and around his master, "We looked at them all, Fairy Tail, Lamia Scale, Blue Pegasus, Sabertooth, The Rune Knights, all of them, even the darker shades like Savage Skull and Nox Animus... The one that helped us research them was a dark mage. A friendly man....." Ramen's voice lowered to a small squeak, was he supposed to tell the man that?

The duo searched for a home they were wanted, that's all they wanted...

Brushogun communicated in the spirit tongue to his friend, the language that they shared, "He will not help us. We must search on. There's a place out there, I can feel it."

The spirit nodded as he followed his golem as he walked away. The samurai looked onward, in hopes on something that would help him achieve his goal. Brushogun did not care how he did what he did, he just wanted them done. He hated working for people, he was a terrible mercenary... but a soldier? That was something that he was. Brushogun always fought best in an army, it was his mindset.

The spirit made one turn back at the man before they disappeared, "I get the feeling that we will get much darker before we return to the light. The light casts shadows... but the shadows do not exist with the light..." he said to himself.

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