Thirty years since the start of the genocide… Floating Island of Majesta. A person with a backpack and a black robe began to walk down the street of the city that lies on Majesta. Making his way down the crowded streets he intends to get to the castle at the edge of the city. Around him is mostly Humans, and rarely a few Elves, but it is a city of peace. When he reached the castle, the guards gave him a funny look, and they inspected him with magic and then he gave them a note and they allowed him in.
He made his way up the marble steps, as he did he took off his hood revealing a young face, short blue hair, red eyes, a scar on his bottom right part of his face. Once he got to the top of the steps he stopped, he was greeted by two girl servants of the Majesta Family “Fallow us, Lord Grinix, Master Ivon wishes to see you now.” Perfect timing thought Grinix, he at first thought he was going to have to wait.
Grinix fallowed them through a large marble corridor with marble statues and columns and a red carpet. At the end of the corridor was a large wooden door with gold around it and engraved into the door. The doors opened and the two servants stepped aside and closed the door as Grinix walked in. The room was quite large, large windows on each side, and in front of Grinix were the red carpet leads to his Master Ivon’s chair. Master Ivon was a old looking man with a short grey mustache and short grey trimmed hair, wrinkles on his face, but still young looking eyes of blue.
”Welcome my friend, Ken, or should I call you now Lord Grinix?” asked Ivon. “Ken is fine, we are friends so it only makes sense” responded Ken. Ivon sat upfront to see Ken better as he tended to slouch. “I assume you are here because “it” is finished?” Ken sat down and took something out of his backpack. He put it on the ground and began to uncover it, Ivon moved to the edge of his seat. From the cloth revealed two daggers, both engraved with many mysterious symbols.
”Yes it is complete, the daggers that steal magic. When a mage shoots magic at me, these daggers will absorb them and then shoot them back. It allows non-mages to fight back, sadly what I used to make this, is now gone…” Ken explained to Ivon. Then Ivon stood and walked over to Ken “I assume this means you are going to be heading to Marelock to fight of the Elf and other forces?” Ken stood up “That is what I intend to do…”
Ivon walked over to a guard and whispered to him and the guard walked away. Ken turned and asked “What did you ask him?” Ivon walked back up to his chair and sat down and sighed “I asked him to go get Knight Kaldun, he will assist you on your journey to Marelock.”
Ken asked “Knight Kaldun?” just as Ken asked Kaldun walked in, he was wearing heavy plate armor with a roundish design, he took off his helmet and Ken could see what he looked liked. Kaldun had brown short hair, a eye patch on his right eye, and a giant scar around it, his showing eye was dull and green. He had seen much combat. “Hello Knight Kaldun, I am Ken Grinix, I am pleased to meet you.”
“Sorry, but we don’t have much time Ken, we need to get going now if we are going to get to the ground and off of Majesta” Kaldun told Ken. Ken turned and faced Ivon again “Alright well this was a short meeting, I was hoping we could chat longer but I guess we must go.” Ivon stood once more and bowed to Ken once, it was strange to see a king bow “I bow to use and wish you good luck, if you don’t stop them, they might get to us…”
Ken bowed back and then they left the room and left the castle…
