"Its an honour to meet you too Novi, perhaps you can help me. As you can tell an attack has been made on the Davinos'pre and the Tanloans with the murder of the emperor and my father the king. If you care to help me you will be granted asylum in Davinos and granted a new home while we help rebuild your own. Perhaps, those who committed genocide against your people are the perpetrators of the attack and so you can have your revenge. So what do you say." I wait for Novi to respond to the propsition peaceful and calmly. Meanwhile the carriage driver of the royal carriage grabs a lemon shaped corked vial made from fragile glass and containing a room sized amount of a greyish green poison gas from under his coat. He then jolted the carriage a bit so the wooden panels used to cover the windows unhooked from the ceiling and slammed shut against the window holes. Finally the driver through the lemon shaped vial into the carriage through a small slit watching the glass shatter against the queens heavenly beautiful face the shards scarring it beyond recognition and the gas fill the carriage. muffled screams and chocking could be heard from the carriage not to far from where Roman was, but by the time they would get to her and open the carriage all they would see was a horribly disfigured face of the queen with her lips bright red and the skin of her limp body now a tan skintone and hardening fast making her look like a shop mannequin and laying in a position like one. Soon the "mannequin" gas as it was nicknamed would take full effect and the only thing they would be able to use her for is to stand in a shop window and sell clothes not rule over Davinos.
Roman looked over to now see the Queen not only horribly disfigured but turning into a doll, suffering a fate worse than death. He ran over with the other officials once, now reinforced with the guards once the screams were heard, only to find the queen....or what was left of her. Cursing about what his happened, the carriage quickly sped away with the driver. It only got so far before Roman leapt into the air above, grabbed the driver by the neck and threw him into the ground below. Using his enormous right hand, he completely ripped apart what clothing made up his torso to reveal the very tattoo that had occurred moments prior. Roman's facials turned to one of pure unrestrained rage as he roared loud enough to shake the streets as he punched at the mans head, hitting him hard enough to cause the stone ground around him to crack apart while essentially wiping anything above his shoulders from existence...and making his hand dirty. Roman looked back up to the crowd of Tanloans, who despite all being a warrior culture, took a step back out of fear. He had the eyes of a proper maniac, but also had the charisma of a cult leader. "Murdering innocents for no apparent reason, elders, women...children..... I won't stand for this. If anybody else would like to sow the seeds of chaos amongst everything we hold dear, NOW IS THE TIME TO REVEAL YOURSELF!!!" Roman roared, loud enough to be heard several blocks away. The crowd went silent in sheer awe about the display of what has happened. "Eqailatius!" (Vengeance!) one Tanloan shouted in his native tongue before others started to join him, shouting chants of revenge and returning order to Raltun and the world. Soon, Roman raised his arm into the skies above him proudly. "Altius Exempliati Mari?" (Shall we keep the peace?) Roman yelled before the crowd roared three times, echoing off the walls and into the harbor itself before applauding loudly. Roman was now proclaimed the leader of Raltun's effort for justice by the people, and nobody questioned his order. Anyone affiliated to this group were now being taken to Roman personally, the Joshi was first.
Natalie rushed to her mother who was now just a mannequin tears running down her face. "Et Are'ca miy di triumf. Le'v pazeuli mit Varver unt Reyal's paset. (In void (heaven) may you triumph. Live peacefully with father and Royals past." She spoke quietly to her mother who's blank and frozen plastic expression looked blindly into space. one of the accompanying Davinos'Pre came up to her. "Princess, as both parents have met a sad demise, it is time. Though the ceremony will not be as grand as your parent's." The man spoke softly as Natalie guestured for the man who was certainly not the normal head of the guards who was normally in charge of crowning the new king or queen to get it done. The man removed Natalies Tiara and grabbed the gold and ruby Circlet which acted as crowns in Davinos'pre society. and spoke "Bu hei opre ven bu huse op et are'ca unt o behal fo hei pre fo Davinos. E circe't di Qen Natalie hei furth. (By the power given by those up in void and on behalf of the people of Davinos. I crown you Queen Natalie the forth." The circlet was placed on her head as they awaited for orders. She eiped the tears from her face and spoke. "As my first act as Queen, I declare an open and strong alliance with the people of Raltun. Tanloans may now leave for Davinos and stay there without fear of the stripping of weapons and armour at the border or dock. Free citizenship will also be declared for any and all tanloans without a criminal record, keeping the 1000 Davinos'pre gold previously required for other use."
The Tanloan guards hammered down on the barrier. "I'm not your enemy! I swear!" They kept trying to break the barrier. "I can't get through to them... I need to do something that will prove my innocence." The guards rolled in an cannon. The barrier wouldn't hold against a few shots from that. He needed to do it fast. "Fire!" The blast was deafening. The barrier flickered for a moment, before strengthening.
Roman went around the corner to find himself facing down a barrier, something that he's seen several times before. By the look on his face, the so called assassin appeared to be quite innocent. However, he would have liked to hear his side before making a verdict. The two guards saluted Roman, who was already surrounded by two more full armored guards as he took a chair from a nearby cafe and sat down facing in the direction of the Joshi. "By the looks of your barrier, it's not going to last for another three minutes. I could tell just by looking at you that you are not like the others, you don't seem as violent as the rest of those savages. So...we're going ahead with this. You tell me your side of the story, truthfully, and I'll weigh your verdict. If you are telling the truth, then you're free to leave once you give me information. If you are lying, I'll crush your head like a watermelon. Now...clocks ticking."
"Very well. I'm a mercenary for hire. I was in Kalmos when I received a letter from an unknown sender. It informed me of the assassination attempt. I took the Sea's Allure to this land, and met with the sender in a local tavern. I couldn't discern race or gender, due to a thick cloak. I climbed up to the roof tops and engaged several groups of assassins. One group ran to the Citadel and got in through a trap door in the front lawn, and I got in through an opened window. I didn't physically see who lit the fire, but I could smell gas. There was an explosion and I ran out of the building as soon as I could. I can confirm that I was on the boat with my tickets, and I have a list of bank statements that confirm my work as a mercenary." He opened a small slit in the barrier and passed the tickets and statements threw the slit. "As you see I have done no illicit activity in the past, nor do I intend to do so in the future."
Novi watched with interest as she heard a loud explosion. She took to the skies, and arrived at a jailhouse. She peered through the windows, seeing a guy working at a barricade.
Roman stood there for a moment, inspecting the tickets before nodding to both of the guards with the cannon. "Alright, you've made an excellent point. You are free to go. Of course, you'll be treated with suspicion for a little while." he said before looking at the guards who put away their weapons. "Look's like you've just won yourself your freedom." Roman smirked
Novi watched on with interest, her robin egg blue eyes watching curiously. Her wings flapped, and she cocked her head. "It could be a trap..." she thought.
The Tanloan nodded in response. "Romanus Varra, or Roman for short. Former Paladin of the 203rd Legion of Raltun, but it looks like that I'm now the leader of this expedition against this threat." He said before sighing. "Just when I thought that I could leave my homeland and start a new life, this happens...great."
Natalie walks over to Roman tears still staining her face luckily she had waterproof make-up on. "Your not the only one thrown into the deep end. Both my parents are dead and Ive now been crowned Queen of all Davinos. All while I'm still 130 every other female royal became Queens at 150. At least the whole marrying one of the Emperors son's is out of the question at least. If my parents were still around they be arranging me to marry you, seeing as your now technically the new emperor and our ages when converted to human years are practically the same despite me maybe being 5 years younger."
"I see, I was never really understood how these royal marriages worked anyway." Roman replied before noticing something and taking a small pace around in thought. "I'm now officially the new Emperor of Raltun, but the coordination could wait until we all feel safer. But for now." Roman said before two surviving royal members took a crown as Roman went onto his knees, while the gold and jewel encrusted crown was placed upon his head and a crowd swarmed around him like flies. "I'm officially Emperor Varra the 1st of Raltun. And my first action as the Emperor is that I officially declare war upon these cowards." Cheers rang from the crowd as the new emperor was crowned as a messenger handed him a letter. Roman opened it and finally discovered where this threat had originated from, from across the seas and on the next continent.
Isamu pushed through the crowd, and pulled Roman aside. "I maybe able arrange a counsel with the Emperor of Jōshi and get his support for your war."
Novi approached the group, her eyes flickering from different shades of blue, suggesting emotional turmoil. She maintained her Air Form, but if one looked closely, they might notice that her skin was lightening and darkening ever so slightly. "Excuse me," she said, her voice clear and strong. "May I inquire about the symbol that stands for the nation you have declared war on?"
Roman turned around to see the Quae next to him. "Of course, madam. Any information would be greatly appreciated....miss?"
"Largo," she said, her voice sounding far away. "Novissime Largo, but I used to go by Novi." Her wings twitched, agitated, and her hair turned darker, reflecting an angry and upset mood within. "This symbol.. It is of those who attacked my people, the Quae. Because of them, I am the only one left." Her previously twitching wings stopped, and folded onto themselves sadly. Her eyes turned a green-blue, and her hair seemed to grow longer. She was identifying with her water element; solemn and melancholy.
"So...this isn't only an isolated incident." Roman replied in thought looking at one of the deceased bodies nearby on the pavement. "And they've originated around your own nation, which means that we have a lead. Now, we know where to go. Excellent...." Roman said before yelling at several soliders that were far away. "We set sail in several hours!" Roman replied. He had the intention to stop at Kalvos first, just to see how bad the damage truly was. If it was as bad as he thought, it would have been hell to pay for his enemy. (Time-skip?)
(Yep) "I would also enjoy a meeting with the Emperor of Joshi. The last time my parents visit their was 150 years ago I wasn't born then so yeah. I feel they'll need to meet the new Queen." Natalie said to Isamu. "I hate to say this but it was a good thing the assassins killed my parents here rather than back home. Our countries known best for peace, Culture and equality not a great and tough military or police. The most dangerous thing the police deal with are maybe the occasional pickpocket, pedophile or sexual harrassment and none of them have weapons unlike the assassins."
"The ruins of Braethwood may provide some insight as well," said Novi, "But that is optional, of course."
