Post by grimmhallows on Aug 4, 2012 17:55:07 GMT -6
Sebastion Alastar had made camp not far from Aircano after being able to leave thanks to the mercy of a young, albeit rather fetching preistess whom he had both fought and protected in a rather strange and dangerous battle. Flicking his blonde hair out of his eyes, his flaming one a brighter red than it had been before. His uniform was somewhat clean, thanks to some herbs he'd miraculously found as he'd been ooking for a stream to wash in.
Taking from his uniform a pen and a piece of rather expensive looking blank paper, he remembered bitterly that man's accusations; to label him a demon without a single thought, Sebastion had not been impressed with this brute one bit.
Shaking his head, his flaming eye dying to a strange green, he began to write carefully; his hand writing something of an art.
'To the predjudiced knight of Aircano.
My name is Sebastion Alastar; the 'demon' you so labelled.
I am currently west of the city by about 5 miles on foot.
You wish to kill me, come and get me.
Single combat, first blood rules; I find that
'to the death' is rather extreme, no matter who wins.
If you win, I will surrender, and you may publically execute me.
If I win, you will apologize for your false accusations.
Sincerely,
Sebastion Alastar
P.S Is the lady knight well? I fear those bullets may have done more damage than I could
manage on my own. If she is recovering, I would very much like to visit, whatever the result of this battle.'
Sebastion finished his letter, adding a small magic seal to ensure that the message got through. Glowing menacingly with a black rune, it was only a tracker; ensuring that the message would be delivered rather quickly.
Quickly taking flight, he flew close to the ground, choosing to remain stealthy rather than bold. Setting down by a stream nar the main gate, he casually strolled up, wings proudly showing. Grinning with a broad smile, his eye brightly aflame with that strange red fire, he walked up to one of the guards at these heavily fortified gates; of whom was shocked and all quickly set thier weapons.
He pushed aside a young mans spear, whom seemed to be shaking visibly in his bright armor. Pulling out the letter he'd written, Sebastion shrugged at the tension, and held it out.
"Give this to the protector of your hgh preistess. T'is quite important, so make haste; though take care not to peek or it'll set you aflame!" he added after giving his instuctions to the young man, caclking evilly. Giving a small glance at some of the nearby guards, they now rushed him; though he was already no beating his large wings and flying west to a meadow he'd spotted.
-My, I wonder if he'll answer my summons? I wonder if he can even read at all, come to think of it...- Sebastion chuckled to himself at this, pleased that the message would most likely get through.
Setting himself down, he now folded his wings, and sat with his legs crossed. Sebastion Alastar would be patient in this; there's no point wasting energy in moving too much before a fight.
Taking from his uniform a pen and a piece of rather expensive looking blank paper, he remembered bitterly that man's accusations; to label him a demon without a single thought, Sebastion had not been impressed with this brute one bit.
Shaking his head, his flaming eye dying to a strange green, he began to write carefully; his hand writing something of an art.
'To the predjudiced knight of Aircano.
My name is Sebastion Alastar; the 'demon' you so labelled.
I am currently west of the city by about 5 miles on foot.
You wish to kill me, come and get me.
Single combat, first blood rules; I find that
'to the death' is rather extreme, no matter who wins.
If you win, I will surrender, and you may publically execute me.
If I win, you will apologize for your false accusations.
Sincerely,
Sebastion Alastar
P.S Is the lady knight well? I fear those bullets may have done more damage than I could
manage on my own. If she is recovering, I would very much like to visit, whatever the result of this battle.'
Sebastion finished his letter, adding a small magic seal to ensure that the message got through. Glowing menacingly with a black rune, it was only a tracker; ensuring that the message would be delivered rather quickly.
Quickly taking flight, he flew close to the ground, choosing to remain stealthy rather than bold. Setting down by a stream nar the main gate, he casually strolled up, wings proudly showing. Grinning with a broad smile, his eye brightly aflame with that strange red fire, he walked up to one of the guards at these heavily fortified gates; of whom was shocked and all quickly set thier weapons.
He pushed aside a young mans spear, whom seemed to be shaking visibly in his bright armor. Pulling out the letter he'd written, Sebastion shrugged at the tension, and held it out.
"Give this to the protector of your hgh preistess. T'is quite important, so make haste; though take care not to peek or it'll set you aflame!" he added after giving his instuctions to the young man, caclking evilly. Giving a small glance at some of the nearby guards, they now rushed him; though he was already no beating his large wings and flying west to a meadow he'd spotted.
-My, I wonder if he'll answer my summons? I wonder if he can even read at all, come to think of it...- Sebastion chuckled to himself at this, pleased that the message would most likely get through.
Setting himself down, he now folded his wings, and sat with his legs crossed. Sebastion Alastar would be patient in this; there's no point wasting energy in moving too much before a fight.