Fantasy Reaper 3: Final March

[Aurath Moonblood]

Aura lifted the sword easily, admiring the beautiful edge and curves on it. He looked up at the wraith. "All is forgiven."

 

[Aurath Moonblood]

"Would you like some coffee?" Aura asked the wraith.

 

[Umbra Regalia]

He gave a nod. "I'll get to repairing the wall immediately. My apologies about the annoyance." He went to leave and fix the wall.

 

[Umbra Regalia]

He stopped when he invited him for coffee, and looked back at him. There was a bit of a twinkle in his eye. "Coffee?"

 

[Aurath Moonblood]

"Yes. I believe in civility among seasoned warriors. Would you like to come into my huge ass castle that I seem to have inherited..... For some nice coffee and maybe some bread or crumpits or other pasteries?"

 

[Umbra Regalia]

He kept staring at the man. "I guess I could stay for some coffee... But I shouldn't stay too long." He sounded like a child scared of it's mother scolding them for not telling them where they are. "Thank you."

 

[Aurath Moonblood]

"Well come on in. I will have them lower the bridge and raise the gate." Aura said. He then lept back over the drawbridge and it lowered. Then the men at the main gate started pulling the cranks to open it.

 

[Umbra Regalia]

Once the gate was halfway down, he moved quickly and his Threads dispersed and moved his Core until he stood inside the castle. (For example, use the people from Infamous Second Son, it kinda looks like smoke)

 

[Aurath Moonblood]

Aura was on the other side already walking towards a tall tower. Once inside it was a well lit library of sorts. It has two chairs with a table between them around a roaring fireplace. On the table satban asortment of pastries and a pot of coffee and some cups made of silver.

 

[King Of Drift]

"What the hell... Is going on..." Yato sighed. He looked at the scene. He couldn't express his emotions.


Because Right Now. He has none. Yato turned around and walked around the castle. Looking for clues of any sort. The only clue he had. Was a ring box. Made for someone named Leah.

 

[Umbra Regalia]

The Wraith stood a bit taller than Aura, and ended up hitting his head on the doorframes a few times. His eyes sparkled when he saw the coffee.

 

[Aurath Moonblood]

"Help yourself." Aura said. He sat in one of the verry large chairs. "So what are you called? I mean name wise."

 

[Kamasive Nionnova]

Sabrin rushed down the halls hurriedly to check out the commotion that was happening. He reached a large barricade of soldiers in armor scattered about, readied and prepared for anything. Confused, he tapped one of the soldiers carrying a halberd (A large pole axe) shoulder.


"What's going on? I heard commotion, something I miss?" He asked.


"Yeah, you missed a Reaper firing a frikkin thread lazer at the castle. And a Reaper fight too sum it up." The soldier replied, his halberd raised, prepared for something big.


Hearing the word 'Reaper' made Sabrin shake a little--As he is terrified by them. He gripped the handle of his Katana with his left hand and a Kusarigama with his right--with the chains wrapped around his forearm like Kratos in 'God Of War'.

 

[Umbra Regalia]

The Wraith stared at Aura for a very long moment. "Name, huh..? Wraiths do not have names, I'm sorry." He said, scowling. He sat down carefully, looking a bit nervous.

 

[Aurath Moonblood]

(The fights are over now xD )


Aura nodded. "I see. Well we need something to call you."

 

[Kamasive Nionnova]

Seconds pass, the soldiers lowered their weapons and began spreading out like a group of ants startled by something. False alarm maybe? Sabrin thinks as he loosen his grip from his weapons. He wipes the sweats produced by being nervous, he takes a deep breath then a sigh.


"You all right Sir? You look a little.. Tense" JAX asked, concerned--which is rare.


"Y'know I'm paranoid and terrified when it comes to Reapers JAX. Especially if I'm not on my 'Trip' mode"


Taking another deep breath he relaxes his muscles and body in a state of calmness. Thinking it was now fine, he walks off into the castle.


((I need to practice my novelty writing, cause it's effecting the way I role play))

 

[Umbra Regalia]

The Wraith forced a smile. "I uh... I'm not sure that's a good idea..."

 

[Aurath Moonblood]

Aura sighed. "Well if ever your passing by.... If you had a name. I could let you in for coffee if I knew it was you." Aura said

 

[Umbra Regalia]

The Wraith fidgeted a bit. "I guess, but we were told not to get too attached to anything of that sort."

 

[Aurath Moonblood]

"Well.... That sounds more like you are being used as tools rather than peoples. Honestly.... I can see your kind helping to rebuild humanity. You still have your humanity. I can tell. Your eyes show just the slightest of emotion." Aura said. His eyes were looking deep and thoughtful.

 

[Umbra Regalia]

The Wraith stared at him with glowing red eyes. "You misunderstand, Celika makes sure that we are treated well. We are just being protected, or so Dr. Kayrouz tells us..." He seemed almost unsure of his own words. "If you wish to give me a name, I won't stop you, but you'll be the only one to know of it, if I may ask that of you." He seemed pretty formal for a murderous creature.

 

[Aurath Moonblood]

"Hmmm.... Sounds like your tools to me. A worker always keeps her tools nice and polished. And besides... You have NOTHING to be protected from. Your literally the strongest things alive at the moment." Aura said. He seemed lost in thought. "When I first joined Weave..... I wanted to kill every reaper. Then I found out how they were made. And I found out that if you kill the humans commanding them, they don't wana fight. They simply do their own thing. Like humans."

 

[Umbra Regalia]

"Well most do. Some do truly wish to kill humans." He said, looking around the room. "But I don't believe we are tools, it may seem that way to others but Celika truly cares for us."

 

[Aurath Moonblood]

"Not her tools. She is just a rook. That makes you a pawn. Do you know how you were created?"

 

[Umbra Regalia]

"I'm sorry, that's classified. I'm not to tell anyone about how we were created, who created us, or give them the chance to find out."