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Post by Deleted on Dec 7, 2017 21:58:32 GMT -5
Deumion stood in front of the gates, with a feeling of disappointment. He had so desperately wanted to meet this queen he'd heard so much about in town. He'd spent the better part of the afternoon talking to locals, and all of them seemed to love her. Supposedly she was gentle and caring, a severe contrast to the things he'd heard of their previous queen.
The guardian had just recently left his home world, using his powerful magic to travel to a far off land. He hadn't quite found a goal for himself, but he knew his talents should serve proper use. He was a soldier in his former life, and it was his final service to his king that imprisoned him for centuries. He owed his freedom to a man who called himself Firion. It was his arrival that broke the seal of captivity for Deumion.
Now, he had found himself staring at the wondrous sight of Alexandria. The castle was truly a beautiful sight to behold. He was about to ask the guard again if there was any way he could gain access.
"So, how does one gain audience with your queen? I would very much like to offer my services to her."
The knight in front of him looked highly skeptical. He wasn't entirely sure why he had earned those kinds of looks today. He didn't think he looked different from anyone else. Sure, he wore armor fashioned hundreds of years ago, but everyone in this town seemed to be dressed...uniquely.
"I'll be honest with you. Someone looking like you do might not be able to see our queen. Go buy some clothes and cover yourself up."
"If I do that, I can see your queen?"
"No, but we might take you seriously."
It was an exercise in futility. Deumion finally hung his head and walked away, into the hustle and bustle of Alexandria life. He just had to meet this queen. Someone the people loved this much must be a good person! He needed an answer to strike him at that given moment, because he didn't have the foggiest idea as to how to gain audience with her.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 8, 2017 7:43:46 GMT -5
Dagger was bored today and just had to get out of the castle. She had heard there was a stranger trying to meet with her and Alexandrian guards isn't the stranger to do. Garnet slipped out of her Alexandrian queen outfit to go back into her traveling clothes and a white cloak that has a hood. She sneaked out the other way and was watching behind a wall. This wasn't the first time she sneaked out this was how she met Zidane Tribal course through their travels she fall in love with Zidane. This stranger was dressed funny, but she used to it.
She had the hood cover her face and she came closer to the stranger. Maybe she could have a conversation with this stranger. I'm the queen that this stranger is trying to get an audience and I am not going to tell him not yet. Garnet thought. She was just looking at this stranger and she had wanted to talk to him just like a commoner like how Zidane taught her.
She was just wanted to get to known this stranger a bit better. Unlike her stepmother she wanted all to be loved not just the rich. The people are what she tried to save and had success about it and she didn't do it alone either.
Dagger had tapped the stranger on his hand since she wasn't as tall as him. This was simething that she wanted to let him know ahe was right behind him. "Excuse me, but we could go this way and I do like your outfit." Dagger said.
For any case she had wanted to get this guy away from her guards and he was covered up and thought it was from another dimension that's why he isn't dressed like the rest of Alexandria.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 13, 2017 14:56:08 GMT -5
Just as Deumion was about to give up, there was a light tug upon his arm. A young woman stood there, in a white hooded cloak, and he immediately noticed her innocent smile.
"Oh, hello there! How can I help you?"
Before he could get anymore out of her, the young woman told him to follow her. Well, maybe she had overheard his predicament, and aimed to help him obtain an audience with the queen. He nodded gleefully, smiling down at her with one of the most gentle glances.
"Oh, thank you so much! If everything I've heard about her majesty is correct, this will surely be delightful! My name is Deumion, and who might you be?"
He was more than ready to follow her wherever she needed him to. However, he would be cautious. If this woman was sent by someone who desired his power, then she could very well by tempting him and luring him into a trap. His natural instinct told him that it wasn't the case, but it was best to be on the safe side either way.
Deumion surveyed her once more, and saw no signs of threat from her. Her small physique was mostly hidden by the white cloak, but she seemed to belong here more than he did. Deumion's natural light armor and white cloak matched her fairly well if he said so himself.
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