Post by Alexander Blade on Sept 21, 2011 21:55:29 GMT -5
[/u][/center]In My Restless Dreams
Name: Alexander
Age: Unconfirmed
Gender: Male
Race: Hume - Mexican
Home Continent: N/A
Class: Tank
Character Alignment: Hero
Class Statistics Bonus: TANK
I See Your Face
[/b][/u]Character Personality: An enigma. To truly understand Alexander and the nature therein, one would have to spend countless centuries studying him and even then one would only brush upon the surface of his being. To gain even the slightest light of understanding, one would need to pay careful attention to his fits of monologous ramblings that often tell of past events, current thoughts, concerns, or other such aspects of his subconscious.
What is known of him directly is that he has great difficulty distinguishing between reality and dreams. More often his perspective on life is that he is living in an extremely vivid dream, or nightmare, world in which he is yet to awaken but is unable to on his own accord. Highly intelligent; he recognizes the possibility that this "reality," is but an amalgamation of his own past experiences and thus he tends to analyze the people whom he becomes involved with in hopes of figuring out just what part of his own subconscious they represent.
Regardless, once people, for whatever reason, decide to remain at his side, whether as friends or otherwise, he develops the personage of the protector, as though he were an older brother or a guardian over such; his insanity seems to be better held at bay when in the company of others. This, however, is overshadowed by the insanity itself that is more-so prevalent then the rare moments of stability.
When in a state of mental stability, Alexander's former and true self is portrayed as a carefree, friendly, highly flirtatious, somewhat over-confident, playful joker who is capable of holding a normal conversation, be it as it may what one considers normal. He is also pious to a God whom he refers to as El Elyons, of which Gaians are have absolutely no knowledge of. These moments, though rare, often shed the brightest light as to Alexander's true nature and being. Though closer observations would find that even in these rare moments, Alexander remains in a constant and never ending struggle against the darkness that haunts him. Regardless of what may be, Alexander harbors an innate "light," and would by no means commit to any evil deed though those he comes across describe a malicious aura that permeates forth from his being. Likewise, others would say that Alexander emanates an aura of peace that renders an anxious heart calmed.
- Quirks
- Popular amongst the female population.
- An expert at rhyming words.
- Likes children, children like him back.
- Boon - Has a wanton disregard for his own life and will often plunge himself in the midst of dangerous situations under a preconception that he cannot die and that all things around him are "not real." Often times emerges unscathed, badly injured, but alive and victorious nonetheless.
- Popular amongst the female population.
- Flaws
- Fails to distinguish reality from dreams.
- Cant speak Gaian.
- Personalities can shift quickly and erratically.
- A heavy eater.
- Curse - Has a wanton disregard for his own life and will often plunge himself in the midst of dangerous situations under a preconception that he cannot die and that all things around him are "not real."
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Character Appearance
Normal - Present
Masked Alexander
Former Alexander
Come Back ToMe
[/b][/u]Physical Abilities
- Armored Heart - [Passive] Despite his mental condition and scarred exterior, Alexander's protective soul empowers his fortitude, and that of his allies, toward greater lengths that exceed beyond that of normal human thresholds. As a result, any damage dealt to Alexander that exceeds 10% of his current health is reduced by 50%.
- (Passive Aura) At the same time, Armored Heart fortifies his ally's defense by 25 plus their current level. At the same time, any damage dealt to Alexander's allies that exceeds 10% of their current health is reduced by 25%.
- Chi(Passive/Active) - Through years of bodily and mental discipline, Alexander has perfected the art of manipulating his own internal energies. As a result, he is capable of greatly increasing his physical strength and threshold for pain beyond that or normal comprehension.
- (Passive) - [+810 HP +80 Atk +100 Def.]
- (Passive Trigger) - [Duration: 5 turns] [+310 HP +100 Atk. +120 Def.]
- Palm of Sorrows - (Active) With one touch of his palm, Alexander transfers malicious Chi to a single target, reducing a single unit's armor by 65% and Phys. by 30%. Palm of Sorrows ends the duration of the passive trigger.
- (Passive) - [+810 HP +80 Atk +100 Def.]
- Adrenaline Rush - When Alexander's adrenaline levels peak, the world around him seems to move much slower. In reality, Alexander is simply pushing beyond the boundaries of his own speed, both mentally and physically, and thus time is slowed in his own perspective allowing him to find openings in his opponent's defenses easily. This, however, is triggered in moments of extreme necessity or outside stimulation via electrical shock, injury, or adrenaline.
- (Passive triggered when below 20% HP) - [Duration: 5 turns] [Auto-Haste, 80% Health Regenerated, 2 Attacks Blocked, 2 Non-Fatal Direct-Hits.]
- Unstoppable Force - (Active): Alexander charges toward a single enemy unit at incomprehensible speeds, colliding with, and through, anything in his path. Collided units are dealt damage equal to 25% of Alexander's armor. When the distance is closed, Alexander strikes the initial target with a wild baseball-bat style swing launching the unit back several meters and dealing physical damage equal to 50% of Alexander's armor plus base physical damage. Alexander cannot be interrupted during his charge by anything except his own death. This attack ends the duration of Adrenaline Rush's triggered passive.
- (Passive triggered when below 20% HP) - [Duration: 5 turns] [Auto-Haste, 80% Health Regenerated, 2 Attacks Blocked, 2 Non-Fatal Direct-Hits.]
- Mental Darkness (Passive) - A bane to all psychics. With a mind as readable as a book without pages, Alexander is rendered immune to all mind-based alterations, otherwise known as psionics. It is said that this darkness extends to enshroud even the cognition of the gods themselves and thus, his past, present, and future lays completely unreadable and untraceable.
- (Passive) - Immunity to Sleep, Confuse, and Mind Read.
- Healing Factor (Passive) - The innate ability to recover from wounds at an accelerated rate has been a part of Alexander since the days before his memories. This ability has allowed him to cheat death both blatantly and voluntarily. Though this, and other factors, have rendered Alexander immortal against age (time), he will die if fatally wounded, though such a wound must be of a proven fatality.
- (Passive) Immunity to Poison and Blind status effects. [90.5 HP Regeneration/2 posts.]
Magical Abilities:
- Dark (Type: Black Magic/Offensive) (Element: Darkness) - The one and only magical ability that is considered "common," in Gaia, and even then not many make proper use of it or use it in general. The exact details of Alexander's acquisition of Dark remains a mystery hidden away in the labyrinth of his mind, though a proper speculation would be that it was simply dormant inside of him. [Base Int (105) +130 mag. dmg. +100 Unholy, Undead, and Demons]
- (Passive) Alexander's melee weapons are imbued and enhanced with dark energies. Incidentally, these energies deal added damage to Demons, the Unholy, and the Undead. [+70 atk dmg. plus an additional 40 against Unholy, Undead, and Demons]
- (Active) Black Shield - Alexander creates a hardened screen of dark energy that shields either himself, or his allies from harm. Shatters after struck. [Blocks a single incoming physical strike and reduces incoming magic damage by 75%]
- (Passive) Alexander's melee weapons are imbued and enhanced with dark energies. Incidentally, these energies deal added damage to Demons, the Unholy, and the Undead. [+70 atk dmg. plus an additional 40 against Unholy, Undead, and Demons]
- 9th Plague (Type: Debuff) (Elemental: Holy/Dark) - A product of both Alexander's faith and his innate control over darkness having weaved together. Though rarely called upon, Alexander shrouds the entire battlefield in a thick mist of what can best be described as pure darkness.
- (Active) [Duration: 5 turns] - Inflicts all combatants with the Blind status and reduces their armor by 45%. The Unholy, Undead, and Demon types take damage equal to 5% of their max HP over the duration of the 9th Plague.
- (Active) [Duration: 5 turns] - Inflicts all combatants with the Blind status and reduces their armor by 45%. The Unholy, Undead, and Demon types take damage equal to 5% of their max HP over the duration of the 9th Plague.
- Gomorrah's Judgment (Type: Nuke) (Elemental: Holy/Fire) - A product of Alexander's faith. At will, Alexander's right hand and forearm becomes engulfed in a pure silvery white flame that does him no harm whatsoever. This flame, harmless as it may be to Alexander, has the capacity of burning an utterly destructive path unto Alexander's chosen targets. Targets struck are inflicted with base mag. dmg + burning.
- (Active) [Base Int (105) +130 Mag. Dmg + 5% of target's max HP plus an additional 65 mag. to Unholy, Undead, and Demons]
- Benevolence - Alternately, Alexander can cast Judgement on his allies (but not himself), increasing their defenses by 60 for [5 posts].
- (Active) [Base Int (105) +130 Mag. Dmg + 5% of target's max HP plus an additional 65 mag. to Unholy, Undead, and Demons]
- Darkness Falls (PLOT) - The external manifestation of negative emotions; fear being the most prominent though a Falling can be triggered by anxiety, stress, guilt, and other such aspects of the conscious. When a Falling occurs, those caught within the shroud are subject to the violent manifestation of their own worst nightmares and guilts.
Weapons:
- Metal Pipe - Just a metal pipe... [Active: +10 Atk. plus 15 per level. (315) Atk at lvl 21.]
- Samantha Soul - [Passive: +100 HP +145 def. Active: +125 Atk] A 2 and 3/4 ft. long blunt sword with thick flat edges. It is used primarily as a defensive weapon though it yields devastating results in Alexander's hands and seems to be a conduit in which Alexander channels his inner energies through.
- Infusion - [Applied Dark, Holy bonus] Being an extremely effective energy conduit, the Samantha Soul teems vibrant with both the Dark and Holy energies that flow within Alexander. In addition to base damage, Samantha Soul deals added damage equaling to half [+65 (+52) mag. dmg.] of Dark's total damage effects. [+50 Unholy, Undead, and Demons]
- Infusion - [Applied Dark, Holy bonus] Being an extremely effective energy conduit, the Samantha Soul teems vibrant with both the Dark and Holy energies that flow within Alexander. In addition to base damage, Samantha Soul deals added damage equaling to half [+65 (+52) mag. dmg.] of Dark's total damage effects. [+50 Unholy, Undead, and Demons]
- Weaver - [Base dmg plus 112 (477) atk. per bullet - Holds 6] [Reload: 1 turn] Modified Colt Anaconda Revolver. [Inflicts Knockback]
- Faith - [Passive: +45 def. Active: Base dmg plus 90 (455) atk. per shell - Holds 1] [Reload: 2 turns] [AOE] Armor plated sawed-off shotgun that Alexander (sometimes) uses as a defensive tool.
- Samantha's Slingshot [Base dmg. plus 25 (390) atk. per stone] [Reload: 1 turn] - A small yet sturdy wooden slingshot. Not so much used as a weapon but capable of being as deadly as a small caliber handgun.
Battle Discipline: It is quite clear that Alexander has underwent some form of martial discipline in his past life, that is, the time before his current state. Though his technique may lack the luster of a Monk, the sheer refinement is up to par with even the greatest of these. Nevertheless, Alexander embodies the spirit of a seasoned fighter, often delivering quick disabling blows, disarming the enemy, and even breaking through an opponent's defensive stance and maneuvers with ease.
However peculiar his mental instability may be, he is known to act as a Defender to those who call him "ally," or the innocent who become caught in the onslaught of the wicked. Often times, taking advantage of his innate resilience, Alexander will throw himself in harms way for the sake of another if the opportunity to cast Black Shield presents itself too slim to take. This would pose the question as to the exact state of his insanity during combat.
As far as his guns go, Alexander seems to never use them, preferring better to do battle unarmed or with his favored pipe of which his technique is likened to a hybrid of both Kenjutsu and Bojutsu. When the odd occurrence of a firefight arises, Alexander is known to combine close range physical strikes, using both his gun and fists, while firing the weapon itself at odd intervals. It has been questioned whether or not the bullets are faster then his fists.
Character Items and Accessories:
- Holy Book - [Passive: Auto-Protect (+75 def.) +75 to Faith, +30 Bonus Damage to Undead/Demons]Considered and cared for as a relic by Alexander. The contents within are unreadable by Gaians as Gaians don't speak his language, nor he theirs, save for a few scattered words and phrases.
- Samantha's Slingshot - [+145 HP] A small yet sturdy wooden slingshot that seems to have some special significance to Alexander. Not so much used as a weapon but there are times....
- Holy Cross
[/li][li]The White Mask - [+100 HP +75 armor. +75 Phys] Seems to be a basic mask of unknown origin. Frightening black paint surround the eyes. When on, Alexander seems to be a completely different person...
[/li][li]Tokkuri - [+20 def.] A wide bellied liquid bottle traditionally filled with alcohol; Since Alexander refrains from consuming Alcohol, the contents within this jug are a mystery.
- x4 post - +50 def. until the end of the following turn.
- x2 post - +15 Atk. until the end of the following turn.
- x6 post - 80 HP plus 15 per level regained.
- x8 post - Alexander takes damage equaling to -15 +2% of his max HP.
[/li][li]K-GPS - A small six inch cylinder with a glowing red crystal lens at it's peak. In his own world/reality, this was primarily used as a beacon to summon KRYSTA.
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Summons
- Memory of Samantha - When below 90% health, the ghastly apparition of a female child appears beside Alexander and empowers his constitution, granting him a massive defense increase of +154 armor plus 50 per level for the next 3 posts.
- HP +125
- Armor +99
- Mana +255
- HP +125
- KRYSTA - A 12 inch mechanical doll encased in a suit of armor. It's destructive capabilities go well beyond the scale of conventional mechanized weaponry. It remains on the battlefield until it's energy reserves become depleted or until it is put out of commission. Alexander refers to KRYSTA in the feminine tense.
- Energy: 5 posts plus 3 per level.
- Advanced Vaporization Beam - A concentrated laser capable of heating any target well beyond it's boiling point. Targets struck lose 99% of their maximum HP after armor bonuses.
- Force Pulse - An outward explosion of internal energies that knocks back all targeted units. If a unit collides with a surface they are stunned for 1 post. This attack cannot be blocked or dodged.
- Pulse Shield - KRYSTA surrounds her target with a shield of concentrated energy. If placed upon Alexander or his allies, the shield deflects 1 incoming attack and explodes, dealing [50 plus targets level damage] to all surrounding units. If placed upon an enemy unit, the energies embrittle the targets armor to 0 for 2 posts.
- HP +100
- Armor +120
- Bolster: Alexander's basic attacks are empowered to deal a crushing effect against targeted units dealing base dmg (365) plus 15% of Alexander's current armor.
- HP +100
- Energy: 5 posts plus 3 per level.
- The Operator - When below 60% Health, the Operator appears behind Alexander and possesses his body granting Alexander invincibility for the next two posts. After the duration is over, Alexander is rendered confused and will attack the nearest unit(s) for 2 posts. This effect cannot be negated.
- HP +125
- Mana +400
- HP +125
Stat Totals
- HP - [275 +810 +100 +100 +145 +125 +100 +120] (1775)
- Mana - [225 +255 +400] (880)
- Faith - [130 +75 +75] (280)
- Phys - [140 +80 +70 +75] (365)
- Int - [105]
- Armor - [140 +185 +100 +75 +145 +45 +75 +20 +99 +120 +80] (1084)
- Bonus Damage to Undead/Demons: [100 +70(+40) +50 +30 +30] (320)
- Bonus Damage to Undead/Demons: [100 +70(+40) +50 +30 +30] (320)
We Can BeTogether
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-----Prologue-----
. . . . Accessing Hidden Files
. . . . Login Input
. . . . Error
. . . . Access Granted
Shinra Science Department
Patient 000134 - Alexander
An audio-visual recording of a scientist speaking into a computer camera. She is documenting research on a patient.
"Entry 1: September 16, Tuesday. "Alexander," no last name given. Is this really the King of (static)?... He's just a.. a boy. Moving on, Purpose, Unconfirmed. We were ordered to keep him in observational study. Age unconfirmed. Appears to be between 18 and 24. Male. Subject was brought to us in a state of catatonia. Treatments have failed. Subject is non-responsive to external stimuli. Further measures will be taken."
"According to the report, the Subject came through in a state of catatonia... This might cause trouble with Ludia... but that's none of my business anyway."
(Static)
"Entry 2: September 20, Saturday. We've been unable to wake him. Basic studies have been conducted. Lets see... subject is about five feet five inches, naturally tanned skin, black hair, dark brown eyes. Body type: conditioned. Blood type, inconclusive. Several scars of unknown origin decorate his body, especially his back, like an abstract painting. We can only assume that the subject was ... tortured sometime in his past. That is all for today."
"Entry 3: October 4th, Saturday. Still no sign of consciousness. However, about an hour ago, his brainwaves have exceeded normal standard. There's definitely something going o- Wait... somethings happening... Th, the subject is screaming,"
The researcher quickly leaves the desk as though in desperation. Off screen there are several background sounds that indicate a violent struggle and a tortured soul. When the hydroelectric chamber doors opened, louder screams from a location unseen pervade most of the recording before abruptly cutting off.
(Static)
"We weren't sure what exactly triggered his waking but we assume it was a type of nightmare. During his screams, he called out for "Samantha," and "Weaver." Investigations have revealed that Samantha is (interference) the latter is unknown. Subject's catatonia seems to have left him and he has been given a mild sedative. He is being properly taken care of."
"Entry 4: October 14th, Tuesday. The subject has been turned over to the head of Shinra's Science Research Division. Although I'm still in charge of the subjects well being and supervision, I'm afraid of what that madman will try to do to him. The subject has shown varying degrees of aggression toward the other doctors and has left two of them badly injured already. He thinks we have something to do with whatever ha- (static) is all for today."
(Static)
"Entry 6: October 15th, Wednesday. Ale-... the subject has been given a high dosage of drugs, enough to almost kill a man, but his body seems to react quickly and eliminates the substance almost instantaneously. I've never seen anything like it. It's almost as if his body is impervious to the effects of foreign substances. This has greatly aggravated Dr. (static) ....which has been a stumbling block on the road to 'his' success but what else does he expect from (static) ..eparate note, the.. subject seems to have warmed up to me. I can say with full assurance that I can walk in there safely without the need of the security taser. He even complimented my hair a few hours ago... Still, the subject has shown a lack of facial expressions. As of yet, were unsure how to categorize this. Further research is being conducted."
"Entry 5: It's about midnight and I got called into the lab. Apparently the subject had become unstable about 30 minutes ago. Although I managed to calm him down, we were ordered to bind him for our own safety. Was he trying to escape? No matter, keeping him constricted will only hinder our work as part of our objective is to analyze his normal behavioral patterns. It's weird though... during his frantic instability he called out for Samantha and Weaver again. I don't think Alex... the subject has a grip on reality... what do they hope to accomplish with him?"
"Entry 7: October 20th, Monday. That... that bastard... out of frustration, the doctor ruthlessly beat Alexander and whipped him several times with an extension cord. Though Alexander could have easily defended himself and perhaps even killed the doctor, he simply sat there and took it... I can only assume that Alexander's rapid healing rate enabled him to take such an undeserved punishment with ease."
"I've come to the conclusion that Alexander's perception of reality has been altered. I'm under the impression that he thinks all this is a dream in which waking is just over the horizon. I wonder if he was like this prior to being brought here... He doesn't think any of this is real and as much as I try to reassure him, he questions all the more. "A place of darkness," and "the hospital," he says. Are these metaphors? Maybe I'm overthinking things... I... should really get some sleep."
(Static)
"Entry 10: I've had enough of this. Every day I have to come in and watch as the professor subjects Alexander to cruel and inhumane testing, beatings, and tells me to clean up the mess. Alexander's been such a saint these last months... never saying a word against us... even saying nice things to me every time I go in there. I've done my best to treat him with what he deserves, to treat him like a human but I cant keep letting these things happen to him... needless to say "the subject," has become a friend to me...perhaps the only friend I have in this place. Everyone else only see's him as a "specimen."
"Entry 15: I had to do it... I just couldn't stand watching him go through that torture anymore. I knew the risk I was taking but... it's the right thing to do. Although it was discovered that I released Alex, I wasn't sentenced. After all, I'm Shinra's top scientist after professor (static) would be a massive slow down to their progress. However, they're keeping me under close watch and after giving me a few bruises, a broken rib, and a black eye, they threatened to kill my family if I every try anything like that again..."
"New specimens are supposed to come in next week... I can only pray I can be some comfort to the torture their about to endure..."
"Before I released him, I gave him a concentrated dosage of DRAC... it's dangerous, I know, but knowing Alexander's ability to quickly combat foreign substances and regenerate, I hoped to at least repress the memory of his time here. Whether it worked or not only time will tell."
"Alexander, wherever you are... stay safe."
"This is Dr. Charlene Vance, signing off."
. . . . End stream.
. . . .Shinra Science Department.
(static)
-----Chapter 1-----
Gods and Demons
Gods and Demons
Here I am, Lord...
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Midnight
Midnight
The wails of torture went upward, unto the heavens, and filled the vast and merciless desert where none would hear but the delighted ears of the Odul Guard Camp. Before them, bound at the heels and wrists by thicker ropes was held a young girl, seemingly innocent, though a criminal to these men, soldiers, who stood around and watched in maniacal pleasure at the treatment given to her.
With their whips they scarred her back without mercy. Their brutish hands plunged her face into the trough, where the horses drank, and they beat her with their fists demanding she give them the answers they sought, though she knew well that even this would not spare her life.
"Where are the rest of you?! Tell us now and all this will be over."
She said nothing.
"Still not talking? My, how brave of you... or perhaps...your just stupid!" And he struck her face once more with the heel of his boot. Her life mattered little to him and those around him as she fell to the still-warm sands of the desert and they laughed. Cheering the torture, their delight went upward, unto the heavens, and filled the vast nothing of the desert around them.
His forceful hand clutched the back of her head and he lifted her to her knees with a powerful pull.
"You rebels always make things so difficult for yourselves... haven't you realized yet that we enjoy torturing you like this? Why... if you were smart you'd not give us the satisfaction."
"Death to Odol.. Soniel could rot in hell for all I care." Her words came barely above a whisper.
"I thought you'd say something like that. Unfortunately for us it's late and were all needing to get back to our shifts."
Pride,
Arrogance,
Wickedness,
Evil.
They felt safe in their folly.
A sword was drawn against her. The end of her life was now met with embrace, for it was the end of the torture, end of the misery, and she was happy because she would die withholding from them their demands.
Her eyes shut,
She took her final breaths.
The darkness fell quickly.
For a moment she thought herself dead in a place between the previous life and the next where only a vast and endless void stood separating gods and men. Only she was not dead for therein the darkness came upon them an answered cry.
And it was a darkness that blinded the eyes and it carried with it fear felt upon the skin, upon the heart, upon the very soul, and it twisted and tortured their very minds and it took their lives. They screamed, and they wailed, and their cries went up to the very heavens and filled the expanse of nothing surrounding them but none heard. None but the delighted ears of the young girl who lay beaten and weary upon the sands and the Darkness that came upon them.
When the light of the full moon came upon them once more and the stars glistened bright with their far off light in the black firmament above, there stood before her a man, an entity, garbed in a black thicker then the night, and he unbound her with gentle compassion.
Hesitation lacking, the girl threw her arms around this entity and clutched him tightly. Weeping, she thanked him in her own language, of which he did not understand, and he embraced her in return.
"Who.. who are you?"
A moment passed.
He released her and, standing upon his own feet, he looked outward, unto the expanse of darkened sands underneath the glow of the shimmering moon above and he spoke in a language known not by the people of these lands.
"I have surely seen the oppression of My people who are in this place.." And he spoke in a language that she did not understand, "And have heard their cry because of their oppressors.. for I know their sorrows."
Looking upward, his eyes were cast unto that moon where it's light revealed dim his face and it was that of a young man, barely above a boy, yet there was a greater peace given from him which she did not understand but she felt it close, as though an intimate lover's embrace, and she moved toward him now. Though crippled by the pain that undoubtedly coursed throughout her entire body, she stood before him and bowed with reverence fit as unto a god and she wept yet again in thanksgiving.
"Have you smiled upon me? I implore you, great one, look upon my people and this land... how we are afflicted."
He turned to her and lifted her into his arms.
-----Anatolian Woods-----
Two days and a night had passed.
She slept now, fixed of her wounds, next to the comfort of an open fire that gave warmth unto the cold night and he watched over her as though a guardian.
And when great owls hushed and the chirping crickets ceased their song, the Dark One stood to his feet and cast his eyes into the shadowed wood where the presence of one or many lurked near. Slowly there emerged from the shadows men unlike those killed two days passed and they drew their weapons upon him.
"You. Who are you?" A young man, hardened by the wickedness of the land, scruffy and skinny, spoke cautiously as he held the held the barrel of a rifle upon the Dark One but the Dark One said nothing.
"He doesn't look like he's with the Empire. Is he from Erasmus?" A dozen more, garbed in crude armor and wielding low caliber firearms stood encircling the Dark One and his camp. Meanwhile, two of these examined the sleeping girl and her wounds which had been bandaged appropriately.
"Cant be. He doesn't smell of fish. And when have we ever gone by the way things look?"
"Mmm... whats happening?" She awoke. Upon seeing these men, the girl stood quickly and went between the Dark One and man who spoke to him.
"Kline, don't! They had me and... this one helped me." Though the Dark One did not understand their language, her tone of plead spoke more then comprehensible words could speak and he stood, he watched, he listened.
"Who is he?" Kline lowered his weapon but his eyes did not remove themselves from the Dark One, nor the Dark One's from him, for he felt a fear come forth from Dark one, fear and peace, and it confused Kline.
"...I don't know... he doesn't speak our language but... I think he's one of the Kami."
Quickly then did several of these men take to a knee and bow as unto a god. The Dark One looked upon them and said nothing still. Whatever it was she said to them served to at least eliminate whatever threat this band posed, though they posed no threat to begin with.
"...How do you know this?" Skeptical, yet unnerved, Kline remained standing with both the Dark One and the girl in between them. Kline's heart grew nervous, anxious, for he knew that if indeed this Dark One was of the Kami, he was failing in showing the proper respects.
"..I.. I don't... but when he rescued me he came from out of nowhere... and then I felt it and I just know.. please... trust me, Kline." She turned then to the Dark One and joined the others in their reverence.
"...I don't know who you are, stranger, but you are clearly not with the Empire and you've rescued one of our own from them. We thank you. And if indeed you are of the Kami you have our praise to go with you." And thus Kline took his knee before the presence of the Dark One and the night was attune to serenity therefore.
There was silence in the presence of the still strong flame that dance in it's heat in the cold of the night. Underneath the dim rays of moonlight that crept through the branches and leaves above there stood a single entity, yet to him he was nothing worthy of praise or reverence, yet he could say nothing against this for his language was not of their own.
When morning arose, the dozen men lead by Kline returned into the shadows of the wood, hidden by the wood itself, vanishing as though specters into a place unseen and unknown by the Dark One. Only Kline and the young girl remained with him.
"Your not coming with us, are you?" She knew that his place was not amongst her and her people, though the faith she placed in him was such that she knew he would watch them as he watched her. Yet the Dark One said nothing despite the subtle sadness that filled the girl's heart, the subtle sadness that was made evident in the sound of her voice.
"...We wont forget what you did... I wont forget. If you would remember me in your blessings.. please... my name is Iriel."
"Iriel." He spoke her name softly. Above a whisper just slight and though it was but a mere word, it spoke a shining light unto her soul that spoke of her memory being impressed upon him. Slowly, he took her right hand and pressed her palm upon his chest.
"...Alexander."
"Is that your name?" She gazed into the deep shadows that hid his face. Her eyes cast a gentle love that spoke unheard words to the ears of men and it was of a lasting bond established by the entwining of their paths.
"Kami Alexander... watch over our people.."
Kline and Iriel went into the shadows of the wood where a home not far off beckoned their return. Alexander stood among his own place, underneath the leaves and branches that separated him from the warmth of the sun's light and he contemplated this world and all therein.
Darkness fell upon him quickly.
Use me...
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