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Once home to the Warlord Minois, Vindicus was nearly destroyed during a great seige by rival Ninrook. The entire city was rebuit by under Zalus's rule, and has long since served as the seat of power from which Krokar is ruled. Warriors from all over the continent gather here to register for the Royal Arms Tournament, and to partake in official Duels at the arena.

William sat alone outside of the arena, he was staring of blankly into the scenary.

Hime watch the passing crowd, her crimson eyes boredly moving to one person to another. Twirling a loose strand, she grimly Remeber what brought her here.

'Go to the capital, see the competition. You know the consequence... Her mentor's voice, if Hime could even call that to the deceiving woman, rang in her mind.

"Why are you making me do this...." Hime mumbled, gazing to the sun as if they have the answer. The sky only smiled at her, their sunshine kissing her porcelain face. Sighing, Hime continued watching the crowds.

Her eyes, however, kept straying back to a man sitting, watching the crowds boredly as Hime did.

"He can't be a competitor, I expect more muscle.." Hime thought, but who was she to judge?

William has been watching the girl sitting adjacent from him since she arrived, she didn't fit in with the towns people. So she was likely another contestant. William locked eyes with the girl and held up his hand revealing a royal ring. (i think that is what they are called)

" I see... Eyes locked, Hime watch as the man lift his hand, revealing a royal ring. She gave a small nod, but did not move an inch from her position.

Even if he was in the tournament, Hime would rather not have enemies. Would complicate things like her mentor said.

" complicate things my ass.." Hime grumbled. It was already complicated as it is. Her sister's life was in play and if she made a wrong move, she...

Just thinking of it, made her blood frozen and her fist clench to the point of drawing blood.

(inside williams head is where this convo takes place)
William: I will fight her on my own, you stay out of this
Pevnost: give me one good reason
William: We can't let the competitors know our real strength yet, we need them to underestimate us
Pevnost: I approve.
(back to real world)

William stood from the bench and approached he girl with his Hand on the hilt of his sheathed short sword "Hello miss, my names is William Jackson"

Hime watch as the man walk up to her and introduce himself.

"He's not normal....

"Hello Mr. Jackson..." Hime said, politely, giving the man a small nod.

"Especially when introducing yourself to your opponent"

"I'd like to keep this simple. im a competitor as are you. WWeboth have the same goal. To win this tournament. So lets do this". William was in no mood to prolong this competion more than was nessacry.

".That behavior may cost him or it may be a play... Hime thought, gazing at him with a solemn expression. Too many times had her mentor beat and bash on about ont estimating her opponent deposits how idiotic or reckless they may act.

"It that is what you wish..." Hime replied, ripping her eyes off of him. Sitting up, gracefully she walk away from him, putting enough distance between them to not have any head start.

"it uis what is nessacry"William slowly begand to draw his short sword, the sound of the metal sliding out of the sheath peirced the air and akward silence.

"A rather cruel one...." Hime whispered, slowly drawing her Gunblade. She didn't want this.

Was it to much to ask for a peaceful life with her sister? A life that had no pain nor troubles?

Lifting her eyes, she saw her answer at the man in front of her.

"I guess not..."

Frederik Rein

It was a clear and warm day, but Frederik wasn't too bothered despite wearing so many layers of clothing and heavy armor. He was used to it. He rode slowly down the street on his rental horse until he got to a stable. He paid the man his rental fee and felt rather parched. "So this is the Lord's Capital" he said glaring over the entire city. It was grand, it reminded him very much of home. After he checked out of his inn, he searched for a nearby pub. He ordered a cold wine and sat down listening in on the nearby conversation. There were two people that caught his interest, it felt like they were part of the tournament also. He relaxed a bit as he took a swig of his wine.

William holds out his hand with the royal ring on it. "i challenge you to royal arms!"

"I accept" Hime answered, showing her hand with the royal ring.

Ruri, The Steel Princess, enters the Pub, entitled The Stone Tankard. Her large, gleaming Dwarven Steel sword was strapped securely to her back, and golden Vambraces adorned her hands. Both were obviously of the highest quality, made from the finest material. The same could be said for her clothes, which where tailored to suit her perfectly. Her long, wild brown hair was tied in a ponytail, though it still easily reached down to her waist. Two long strands of hair framed her milky white face, a white ribbon tied to the right, accompanied by a large, white flower hair pin on the side of her head.

She certainly made an impression. Mostly because she looked like a child, a fact that caused many of the pubs patrons to give her a confused look. Most, however, soon realised what she was. The slightly pointed ears and short frame made it obvious that she was a dwarf, and probably older that any of them. Plus she also happened to be wearing a Royal Ring, a sign that she was a participant in the Tournament.

Ruri, having competely ignored the stares she was getting, hand walked up to the bar. With some difficulty, she managed to get on one of the numerous stools that lined the bar, and had ordered a tankard of Ale. Dwarven Favourite.

The Barkeep felt an odd tingle as he served her the drink. Dispite knowing that she was a Dwarf, and a pretty high-ranked one at that, it still felt slightly strange to be giving her Ale. She even sounded like a child.

Frederik Rein

There was a girl of small stature that sat in the stool next to Frederik. He took a swig and looked to his side. To his surprise, it was a dwarf, he thought it was a child at first, but that changed when he saw the slightly pointed ears and large the fact that she ordered Ale. If it was one thing Frederik knew, it was the fact that Dwarves loved ale more than any other alcohol. "Funny running into a dwarf here, of all places" he said to himself, but loud enough for her to hear.

Ruri was taking another swig from her tankard as she heard the man's comment. She ignored it for now, instead choosing to focus on the ale that was currently making its way down her throat.

Satifised, she placed the tankard back on the bar, the sound louder that intended thanks to her Dwarven strengths. Even their tankards are poorly made she noted, as she adjusted her strength so she wouldn't dent it.

"I suppose it is" she replies.

Frederik Rein

Frederik chuckled lightly as he took a swig. He noticed the ring on the dwarf's hand. "I suppose you are here for the tournament then?" he asked diverting his attention outside. "Come to look at it, turns out there's a match already going on outside." he said pointing out the pair he noticed earlier.

By the time the man had commented on the two other contestants, the duel had already begun. They had both dissappeared, and time seemed to slow down. As if on cue, Ruri's ring started to emit a slight beeping sound. It was a incoming transmission, a live view of the upcoming duel.

Ruri, curious as to what kind of weapons these two would be wielding, accepted it. A small beam shone out of the ring, eventually widening to become a magic screen. The same thing would be happening outside, but on a much larger scale. In fact, many of the Pubs patrons had rushed outside to watch the upcoming duel.

The duel was over, and William had his first victory, but it was not an easy victory. The crowd on the street was appluading him and the breeze felt good on his bare skin... Pevnost's power almost completly destroyed his clothing, all that remained were his tatered pants and his glasses. He would deal with that later, right now it was time for a drink, so William headed into the The Stone Tankard and took a seat at the bar, and ordered a bourbon