As the group arrived at the city gates they were soon set upon by guards asking for I.D and papers of entry but before they could get to Indulf he simply looked to the two he had ridden with during this voyage and said.
“I must thank you for allowing me to travel with and to do so I’d like to present you with a gift.”
Upon uttering this Indulf reached it his coat and pulled out a small metallic sheet about two inches tall and one inch wide engraved on the surface were several sets of ruins.
“If ever you are in need of my aid simply break this and I shall make haste to you. But as of now, I must make my leave.”
And with that Indulf lept from the wagon and proceeded to the wagon containing the captured bandits and upon reaching them he cleared his throat drawing fearful gazes for the poor souls.
“Alright here is what is going to happen you are to line up single file and march to the gates… And if you try to escape or pull anything.... Well we all saw who your friend Cerviel faired and well you lot don’t even compare to him in terms of combat and endurance is that clear?”
Soon the bandits nodded in fear of what was to come and once everyone had lined up Indulf began to notice that Cerviel had yet to fully recover to which Indulf pointed to larger framed bandits and ordered them to help carry Cerviel.
As Indulf proceeds down the road he was stopped by a figure shouting down from atop the gate.
“HALT WHO GOES THERE?”
After scanning the gate above him he spotted a figure clad in the armor of the city and wielding a sidearm as well as a short sword.
After a moment Indulf turned his head and retorted with a shout.
“WHY A HEADSMEN WHO WISHES TO SEE JUSTICE DONE AND PAYMENT WROUGHT!”
After a moment another figure popped up on the rampart this one female who shouted.
“AND WHO WOULD YOU BE HAVING THE SCALES SETTLED?”
With a laugh Indulf retorted. “Why one Cerviel Rodgers and his lackeys!”
After a moment the two guards scrambled barking orders and soon figures began to drop ropes from the rampart and descend in rapid succession and after a few breaths an entire guards regiment had Cerviel, Indulf and Cerviel’s lackeys at the end of a circle of steel eliciting a sigh and eye roll form Indulf who held his hands up lazily.
Soon the guards parted making way for a figure clad in dark blue armor upon his upper arm was a piece of cloth that showed a lion with a line of lights radiating off of it is sort of like a crown. Upon his back, the figure wore a purple cloak beneath it. Indulf could glance the handle of a halberd it was onyx in color and emitted a dark yet calming aura. Upon glancing further up Indulf noticed that the man had a scar that ran down from his right forehead to his left lower jaw and to that note it was peculiar how this man stood not quite rigid yet not quite relaxed as if he were the pacesetter of the group.
After a moment the figure steps forth clearing his throat whilst doing so he stood so that he was towering over Indulf and bellowed at Indulf.
“YOU DARE INTERRUPT A KNIGHT OF THE ORDER LUPUS BOY YOU MUST HAVE A DEATH WISH OR ARE SIMPLY A FOOL!”
Indulf simply sat there a look of utter annoyance gracing his feature and as calm as he could muster he replied to this man blubbering with a steady tone.
“Sir I’ve been on the road for some time and simply wish to turn these men in and be on my way and currently you are preventing me from doing so!”
This caused the armor-clad figure to roar with outrage as to him this lowly Headsmen had openly insulted him and in front of his men no less and that was something he simply could not allow!
In an utter rage, one of humiliation and killing desire the man roared at Indulf demanding that he a lowly commoner submit to a trail of combat for he had dishonored the man who to man was known as Vincent the Wolf Knight!
After a moment all Indulf could do was sigh and look up a gleam shining in his eye he spoke in a clear and level voice to try and stress this point as much as possible.
“Sir Vincent I have neither the time nor the patience to even give such a thing pause for thought so if you’ll move aside I will be on my way.”
This statement seemed to drive the knight into an absolute frenzy and soon a shining gleam was racing towards Indulf only to be met in mid-arc and sent away with haste soon but the mere exchange of blows caused the guardsmen behind Indulf and Vincent to take several subconscious steps back.
Soon the two fighters looked at each other through constricted pupils and glare that held every possible emotion that only two season combatants could share an it was in that moment that the two stepped back and simply gave bow each admitting that the other was in wrong in a way and soon a laugh began between the two with Vincent bellowing.
“I MAY HAVE MISJUDGED YOU, LAD, VERY WELL I SIR VINCENT OF THE ORDER LUPUS GRANT YOU PASSAGE INTO THE CITY OF LUMES!”
Soon the guards around Vincent scrambled to open the gate and as they were doing so Indulf looked at Vincent and extended his hand while ask of Vincent a request one that he’d be hard-pressed to deny and that was as such Indulf wanted a fight maybe not today maybe not tomorrow but Indulf wanted nothing more than for then for himself and Vincent to meet blade to blade to prove who was truly the better!
To which Vincent grasped Indulf’s hand and exclaimed that he’d be honored
After shaking hands and what seem to be friendship to blossom the two soon turned their attention to the poor souls that were Cerviel and his bandit troop what would proceed them would be days of torture for the countless innocent people slain at their hands Cerviel would pray for forgiveness but none would be given not today not ever.
After dealing with Cerviel and his lackeys Indulf approached the entrance to a tavern located in a secluded part of the city where the shadows had stretched to cover the streets and mask the coming and going those who made their way through the street. After taking a moment to gather himself Indulf approached the door and began to knock. After a brief pause, a slit in the door open and a deep voice stated.
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“Why does the Wolf stalk the moon?”
To which Indulf responded.
“To catch that for which he can not have.”
“And what is it that the wolf can not have?”
“.... The Wolf may not have that he loves for he is coated in the blood of his sin forever doomed to follow that which he lusts for.”
Soon the sound of several locks clicking out of place could be heard and after some time the door began to creak open allowing Indulf to enter. The upon entering the tavern he was greeted by a sign that read “Hell’s Gate last stop before death!” as he walked further in he soon found himself inside a large square room with wooden beams supporting an upper floor where more tables are arranged on the first floor were several round tables scattered around in the center most of the tables were full with a variety of individuals from grizzled looking veterans to what appeared to be cadets of some type of academy. Placed along a wall to Indulf’s left were several empty booths and upon a wall to his right are several paintings, weapons, and the heads of various creatures the closest being reptilian its jaw was open showing several rows of intimidating dagger-like teeth.
Next was a bear-like creature with several bone-like protrusions extending of its skull its fur seemed to glitter in the light almost alluding to that fact that if the fur was like that of needles and if one were to be slammed into by this beast they’d find themselves in dire straits. The room held a quiet and peaceful atmosphere least until Indulf took several steps inside only to be greeted by a shout that shatters the silence.
“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE YOU SON OF A BITCH!!!”
The origin of the shout comes from the bartender who after looking up from serving a large fellow shouted and Indulf while vaulting the bar and began to approach wave a mug around in a fit of rage! But this merely caused Indulf to turn his gaze towards the man and shout
“THE FUCK YOU THINK GETTING A DRINK YOU GOT A PROBLEM WITH THAT?”
Upon uttering this several people from nearby tables sprung to their feet and began to glare at Indulf with a look the would cause lesser men to cower in utter anguish but after a moment of silence passed the man who had shouted at Indulf facial features began to flicker and soon a snicker could be heard from until he suddenly exploded in a fit of utter laughter and then shout to those who had stood up and to Indulf himself.
“Alright lads no need to get worked up on my part and as for you get your sorry ass off to the bar we need to get some drinks for it has been too long
After trying to keep and stern gaze for as long Indulf could manage he too began laughing and proceeded to wipe a tear from his left eye Indulf then extend his hand out grasping the man's hand in a firm hand shaken and in turn responded
“Isaac a drink sounds like heaven right now!”
After sitting at the bar for some time Isaac then proceeds to dig out a sealed folder from under the bar and slide it in front of Indulf. Which caused Indulf to raise an eyebrow quizzically but he soon had his answer for upon opening it revealed that inside the was a stack of documents that Isaac began to explain the details of.
“Indulf this came in while you were gone some shady fellow was requesting you for a job I didn’t like his vibe so I told him you weren’t here but he insisted on handing me these I think you should take a look see if any of it looks familiar to you.”
Indulf then reached out and grabbed the documents and began to read through them soon Indulf looked up to Isaac a gleam in his eye.
“Isaac If I am reading this right this whoever dropped this off is asking me to go to Ledour which mind you is currently in broiled in a massive civil war and he wants me not to join either side but to slay some beastie causing a ruckus?”
After a moment Isaac set down the mug he and be cleaning and proceed to let out a long sigh.
“Look Indulf I know you can handle yourself I’ve seen you at work first hand but something about this seems off don't think?”
After sitting there for a moment letting the info on the document settle in. Indulf sat up and began to move to the second floor of the tavern with Isaac in tow after reaching a doorway on the second floor Indulf then reached up to the top of the frame and retrieved a key to and let himself to be welcomed by a small apartment of sorts with a living room bedroom and kitchen
The two entered Indulf moving to a small table with several chairs positioned around the table after a moment Isaac retrieved a small steel case upon opening the case was revealed what appeared to be a large Revolver of sorts but there was something off it looked almost …. Like it was incomplete.
But before Indulf could look at it further Isaac cleared his throat and began to speak about the contract that Indulf had been given.
“Look Indulf If you do take this job I want you to carry this it ain’t done but give me a few days and I’ll see to it that it is!”
As Isaac said this he retrieved it and held it out to indulf for him to grasp and upon grabbing it he found that it was ….. Light? The weapon was much lighter than it should have been almost as if it weighed nothing at all !!!
After holding the weapon for a few moment Isaac cleared his throat to draw Inudlf’s attention.
“Indulf I must inform you that to finish that little beauty you hold I’d need to make a request from the headsmen organization and well the request requires completion of a requested job so on that note although it burns me to do this I think you should take that job you were presented with.”
Indulf sat in absolute silence for a moment running over the documents details in his head once more before simply nodding his agreement.
As Isaac saw this he reaches and pulled out the documents necessary to accept a job and soon the two began to discuss the covert matters of the job and what to do in case something occurred.
Finally Isaac pulled out another document that detailed the beastie chosen for this particular mission in the papers detailing what Indulf’s mission was it spoke of a massive black furred creature wreaking havoc and slaughtering entire villages currently the creature is thought to be on the southern border of Ledour for doing so Indulf will be rewarded with a rearmament request.
After reading the forms and signing the legal needed Isaac looked to Indulf concern displayed across his features and with a sigh told Indulf.
“I don’t like the feeling of this on mate something just doesn’t feel right about it if you ask me.”
"I know how you feel but I can't exactly back out it looks bad on my part so I'll have to just suck it up and go along for now before we move on is there anything else that needs to be brought to my attention?"
After a pause, Issac pounded his hand into his open palm and informed Indulf of several details that the documents either glossed over or didn't mention.
"Firstly your entry on this one going to be a bit complex you see as of right now Ledour is in somewhat of a civil war so to gain entry you and your assigned partner whose file I'll give to you in a moment will be making a HALO jump to get to you destination second as I just mention you'll be given a partner and that is non-negotiable."
After Informing Indulf Issac reaches over and handed off a small folder.
Survey Division: Observation Report On Roy Isobe
Name: Roy Ueda Isobe
Gender: Male
Age:23
Height:5'11
Weight: 210 lbs
Origin: Roy originates from the Doutor Dynasty a kingdom east of Lunse in the province of Tatezaki.
Appearance: Roy Isobe has sharp pronounced features with his left eye seemingly always closed his right eye is a deep blue in nature his hair is spiked and relatively short colored rosy black.
Equipment: Roy Isobe is a follower of techniques of eastern martial arts choosing to wield a curved blade of 40 inches in length it has a circular guard upon the handle rest the crest of the Isobe clan that is a wolf howling at the moon. In terms of armor, Roy chooses to wear made up of layers of steel and leather keeping it as light as possible whilst still offering adequate protection.
Combat: Isobe was taught at an early age to keep his opponents at each using the length of their blades to strike when opponents make a mistake whereupon he punish his foes Isobe is considered one of the masters of drawn-out skirmishes Isobe is a capable fighter in his own right knowing when and how to end a fight but Roy excels at this having been noted to put a force upon his opponents that slow them significantly.
Flaws: Roy Isobe's greatest flaw is his pride and arrogance due to coming from noble birth Isobe believes that he is the pinnacle of strength valor and skill though none have brought him low in a fight as of yet with his current path it is inevitable that there shall be a challenge that Isobe alone could not vanquish.
After Indufl finished going over the file he looks up to Issac and began to ask questions that concerned him.
"Hmm, Roy Isobe well alright then when will I meet this Roy?"
"You'll be meeting with him at the pickup point."
"Alright next question when do I leave?"
"You leave in two days time these two days are granted to allow you to supply yourself with essentials. Oh and on that pointed you been given a card to fund you given to by the contractor."
"Alright last question when can I expect my order to be completed?"
"If things go right you should expect it within the next month you do have the specs written up I assume?"
Indulf then reached into his bag and pulled out a long cylindrical tube and handed it off to Issac who then proceed to open it to reveal a rolled up piece of paper after seeing it was there he nodded and sealed the tube again and placed it next to the stack of papers.
"Sigh... Indulf I don't like this one bit.... Something seems off about this you know?"
After a moment Indulf nodded and replied.
"I know how you feel and for that, I need to tell you this if something happens I need you to go into my study and under the drawer will be a document I want you to read then BURN IT is that clear?"
With a nod, Issac turned to leave after handing off the card with Indulf supply funds.
But before he left he turned to Indulf and said.
"For fuck's sake don't get yourself killed out there I've already lost too many friends to lose your dumbass is that clear?"
With a smirk Indulf replied.
"This is me we're talking about I'll be fine I usually always am."