Aiges was wandering around waterfall. He had armed himself with only the basic necessities, He had brought a waterskin that he had intended to fill up at the drinking fountain on the way.
As aiges traveled, he could not help but be absorbed in thought... How long had he been down here? ... This same route, he had walked. The sounds of the echo flowers, from distance, almost sounding like a whisper... He need not go near them, for this was the wishing room was it not?
All of the flowers told the same tale but spoken from different souls. ‘To see a real star!’ ‘To feel the breeze!’ To be free... Truly, the state of the underground saddened him. And with freedom within arms reach... He could only hope that another chi- NO! another human! would fall down! ...
Aiges stopped in his tracks... 6 children, why children? did the Lord need be so cruel? He continued on his way. He shan't let this unsetteling thought be-plague him any longer! He had more immediate tasks to attend to.
Aiges pressed on through the underground. He needed to make haste, he wished not for a run in with any of the royal guard.
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“... Hmmm, I suppose there is no harm in showing thee, do give me a second... Thineself had learned this ability upon passing the barrier, Tis a rather odd side effect but, fascinating nonetheless.”
AIges at this moment put both of his hands on his chest, unlike when he casts spells as he normally does, no glow came from his gauntlets. Instead, it came forth from his chest, A purple dim glow, as soon after he had felt his hands clutch something, a spectral heart, the embodiment of his very being.
The soul was purple, the PERSEVERANCE soul, But yet something was off, its light was dimmed. while most gave off a bright radiance this has a dimmer glow, similar to a lantern almost exhausted of oil.
“... Truthfully, thineself doest not think I am befitting of royal colors, But it would appear the lord has made it so.”
*Kicks the door in* BODY ONCE TOLDETH ME THY WORLD WAS GOING TO ROCKETH ME. THY AM NOT THE SHARPEST SWORD IN THINE ARMORY.
“GAH!”
His door! Aiges had paid a solid 80 septums for this room! While he was a gentleman he truly had his limits! Aiges rose from his bed, unarmored and un-defended, grabbing a book that he was reading before he had fallen asleep, a rather hefty novel, one that he held very dear to his heart.
If one were to ask him about this book he would tell them in quite detail what it was about! You see, the novel follows this grand group of young adventurers who were abducted from various walks of life by a celestial creature giving them a rather interesting power! You see, by way of using the collective manifestation of everyone's thoughts and ill-intentioned desires, they traverse through a variety of unique and wondrous areas that involve intense symbolism of the people's malicious thoughts in order to attempt to turn their corrupt hearts pure! Truly a magnificent ability, that he wished could be real, but alas if such a thing existed, aiges had never found it...
Oh, right, the intruder. Aiges now getting out of bed swung an intense right hook with the book in hand, knocking the other man to the floor... Soon after placing the book on a nearby table, picking up the rude individual, and carrying him down to the front table, to explain the situation that had just occurred.
A strange anon walks in front of Aiges and eats a cherry, then for some odd reason he twirls the cherry around his tongue with increasing speed right where Aiges can see it.
Aiges was simply sitting on a rock, enjoying the sights when the odd figure came forth, truth be told he was quite enjoying himself before this moment. The calming sounds of the streams before him nearly soothing him to sleep. The sunlight and fresh air completely refreshing him! Truly a scene that could only be created by our father in heaven above, something that perhaps Picasso or DaVinci would attempt to re-illustrate and capture! But all of it was shattered before him when he saw this man.
The strange man had a whole jar of cherries, and upon aiges staring to him he put one into his mouth and began to lick it. at first at an average normal pace, but he soon saw it increase in speed, the man making a rather odd noise, something along the lines of 'rero rero rero' ... At first it was annoying but, eventually, it turned out to be impressive AND annoying! the coordination this man must have with his tongue was nigh inhuman, being outside of their mouth yet still cradling the cherry at incredible speeds! he would commend them if it was not utterly repulsive.
"... Please cease, thy antics ist quite disconcerting and truly odd. Apologies but... Thou clearly was attempting to induce a reaction, no?"
He had watched this for a total of one minute and thirty seconds before he spoke up.
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“... Apologies I do not believe I have heard of this... Harambe. Pray tell is he perhaps a saint of some kind? From what I know Jesus was the son of god.”
Aiges felt his body being launched backward, back flung into the wall, the wind knocked out of him. The room was dark, only the faint twilight seeping through the ceiling of the ruined mansion illuminated the opponent before him. Standing around the same height as Aiges, his foe donned in completely blackened armor, a Warhammer in hand...
Aiges found himself relying on the wall for supporting his weight, he placed a hand on his abdomen, a small hole was felt into his armor, ‘Such unnatural strength!’ He pondered to himself. To puncture his armor with a single strike... And with the momentum having sent him into a wall... He could not confront them directly.
As he thought out his next moves, his opponent rushed forward, a barbaric smash with the hammer aimed for Aiges’ helmet, Aiges just barely avoided it, ducking under the forceful strike. He fled around to his opponent’s right flank. The wall that had held his weight previously, now splintered with the Warhammer embedded deep into the thick wooden framing.
Aiges drew his blade from his side, his Halberd, only the Lord knows were, lost in the darkness from the blow he had just sustained. The throbbing pain in his stomach reminding him of the savage blow. His breath felt heavy, a sharp pain coming from his chest for every time he took in the air. just how deep had that strike gone?
His opponent effortlessly pulling the hammer from the wall, splintered wood decorating the floor and giving way to more light. Once more his foe charged at him, however, this time Aiges did not flee. A fool this man was! The same attack strategy twice? This time he was ready. He backed up according to his opponent’s approach, longsword clutched with both of his hands.
They swung their hammer at Aiges, aiming for the shoulder, Aiges had responded merely with a small step backward, the sword now raised to his own shoulder, The hammer missing Aiges by a matter of inches, yet, his opponent was left wide open!
The blade quickly launched from Aiges’ shoulder, and into the visor of his opponent, Penetrating through the humanoid’s eye, into the brain, stopped only by the back of the skull.
The opponent fell back, blood-drenched blade sliding out of the visor. He was grateful that they had died quickly, any longer and it could have proven to be problematic.
Aiges put his hand to the hole in his armor, Feeling inside the gap in his armor, a sharp pain as he did so... He was wounded, not fatally so but... wounded. He held his hand over the hole, sheathing his sword with the other hand, shambling through the darkness until he found the poleaxe, and then went on his way. Leaving the accursed mansion, intending to make his way back to the village that had tipped him off.
The sword was withdrawn from Aiges throat. "I Beg thine forgiveness then, for such a dire mistake, follower of him, Pray ye continue on thine way."
Aiges nods to the peculiar annon. A subtle yet, Respectful gesture, while aiges could not understand why such hostility. He was sure that this man had his reasons.
“Thy forgiveness ist accepted, I bid thee farewell.”
Aiges was satisfied with the result of this previously hostile encounter. Continuing his way on the trails, Continuing to aimlessly wander just as he had been before.
