Wild Suikoden Cast Appears! (icon related, it's >yfw) imperial_saga

[fallenbishop]

[1]



[ Luc, never known for attending mass directly at the Grand Cathedral, has actually shown up this time. While he wore his trademark mask for the entire mass, he has taken it off for the post-mass reception, now that most of the Church officials who don't already know who he is (and don't care) are the only ones left.

Luc, never one for mingling, is off in a far corner of the room, being a wallflower. Dare ye approach? ]

[2]



[ On this fine day, Luc is now near the Rift, examining a ruin full of hieroglyphs. He appears to be looking for something in particular; particularly, a suit of black armor. Why? Who knows. All he knows is that it's related to another of the 108 Stars of Destiny, and the 27 True Runes. Try not to bother him; when the mask goes on, it's all business. ]

Imperial Saga

[maxwells_silver_scythe]

-1-

[You're a student at the Prestigious Academy for Rich Sons and Daughters of Important People. It's between classes.]

Hey, uh, do you know where the stable is? I'm new, and this place is way bigger than I thought.

-2-

[Just as you were starting to wonder why the sentries at your base camp were taking so long to report in, there was a giant explosion. Someone set off the gunpowder in your supply depot. Everyone's running around in panic, when you suddenly happen to glimpse a kid with a strangely designed scythe running through the crowds, on his way out. There's something odd about him that makes him hard to focus on, like he's flickering in and out of visibility. He notices that you saw him and quickly closes in on you.]

Sorry, but I can't leave anyone who's seen me here stay alive.

-3-

[The secret's out. You know that Duo's a crazy terrorist who fights to destabilize the corrupt regime and he knows you know. You're confronting him about it, to arrest him, recruit him, moralize at him, or whatever. Up to you.]

Figured you'd show up sooner or later. Let's make this quick, I've got things to be doing.

imperial_saga hold on to your hats!

[arche]

#1


[Your crystal illuminates and shows the face of a somewhat young looking girl.]

Well it's about time I got one of these! I mean, how could the beautiful and amazing witch Arche Klein not be invited to the crystal party? Then again, that means I get to be fashionably late, which is so much better than being on time, right? I mean, I get more attention that way! It's a win-win!


#2


[Maybe you're doing something, maybe not. Regardless, while you're in the middle of whatever it is that's preoccupying you, a pink-haired witch buzzes you rather closely overhead on her broomstick. She stops short, however, looking over her shoulder and floats over.]

Hey, what's that?


#3


[You've piqued Arche's interests! Tread carefully, my friend.]

So tell me about yourself! Or if you want to go with the dark and mysterious angle, I can work with that too! I like it either way!


#4


[For whatever reason, you're traveling with Arche and need to cross through or close to the faelands. The pint-sized motormouth has been pretty quiet for the last few miles, resigning to float a bit behind with her eyes somewhat downcast. She looks uncomfortable.]


#5


[In the heat of battle, things aren't turning out well for you. Or maybe you're the one making trouble.]

INDIGNATION!

[Pillars of white lightning crash down from the sky, hitting whatever enemies were on the field. Standing in the sky on top of her broomstick is none other than Arche. She does not look pleased.]

for Imperial Saga

[areswrath]

 <1>

[Desil usually came to the pub out of habit and sometimes just to unwind.  He really needs it now by the looks of it.  Something didn't go his way and now he's in a bad mood.  He stalks up to the bar and sits down, turning his head to the side to glare at anyone who looks his way.  Barking his order at the bartender, he drums his fingers anxiously against the edge of the bar while he waits.  He downs his drink quickly and shoves the empty glass back for another round.  Halfway through that one, someone catches his attention and he sets his glass back down.]

You look familiar.  Didn't I tell you to never let me see you again?

<2>

[It's turning out to be a rather boring evening.  He's only content to just sit back and mind his own business for so long.  That thing of yours?  Desil just took it and now he's turning it over to look at it from different angles.  Whatever it is, he's more interested in it than anything else.  Better hope it's not breakable.  He doesn't seem to be handling it with much care.]

<3>

[Out in the courtyard of the estate, Desil finds a bench to sit down.  The duel is over and it was a close match.  Win or lose, he's been injured and scowls down at the blood on his hand and arm where he was cut.  It stings, but his pride hurts more.  If only he hadn't made that one misstep.  Fingering the rip in his sleeve, he frowns.]

Dammit.  Look what you've done.