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Lao Fan

Okay. He's been trying to be nice. But he's a young man and proud, and at this point, Lao Fan is starting to get really offended.

"You!" he hissed, his eyes narrowing into slits at Tarast. "You are a worthless fool! You dare to accuse me, when you insulted me, and I tried to let it slide? I never let things slide! You should be flattered! And besides: you are an animal! And no one has any reason to trust you more than they have reason to trust me! Yet you assume you somehow have some sort of credibility! Idiot! You haven't helped these ladies do anything so far. You forget your place!"

Electricity crackles around his hands. It's clear he's trying to contain himself, and failing.

"I rarely associate with your type, and I have tried to be as polite as I can, but you clearly fail to recognize who I am. I am Lao Fan. I am top of my class, and have twice the power of my second. I am the son of a legend. And I could kill you in a heartbeat if I desired. You can't run faster than a psychic blast, animal. Or perhaps I should use my Ego Inhibitor spell and repress what human nature you have, revealing your true bestial self?" He clenches his fists, and seems to master himself a little. "Hmmph," he says, swishing his braid with a little sneer. "I won't waste my energy splattering you across the ground. I cannot fight in front of ladies, even ones so uncultured as to slap me, after I only offer a coat and mistake her identity. For a princess, at that! I fail to understand the problem." He casts a baleful eye at Alicia. "If I had any desire for these women, I would entrap you in a Force Cage, beastman, and take what I wanted. But, you see, I have the Wei sense of honor. If you can read, I suggest you look it up. Then again, I doubt any humans would let you anywhere near a library. You might attack a weaver's shop and start rolling in all the yarn."

"I belong here. You don't belong anywhere, mutant!"

Spinning on his heel, Lao Fan stalks a few yards away, and looks back over his shoulder, still glaring. "It's too late for any of you to learn manners, I'm afraid. You'll regret the day you made an enemy of Lao Fan."

And with a snap of his fingers and a bitter "Teleport!", he vanishes.
 
Alicia

Alicia shakes a bit ...she didn't think the guy was this powerfull, but the energy she senced...it was.....frightning.....and his manners he spoke off...he was like a madman on the loose......she wondered what drove him so angry as she turned to the girl who previously saved her " Now i'd be needing your asistance to get there even more...i'm afraid.....please acompany me...oh saviour of whitch the name so far remained unspoken...."
 
Lao Fan

About a mile away:

"Magnetic Storm!"

Two large trees are reduced to clouds of splinters from the ricocheting waves of pure force. Lao Fan breathes heavily, his clenched jaw and narrowed eyes revealing that his frustration is bubbling over, and finally, he lowers his outstretched hands.

I can't believe this... I've never been so humiliated in my entire life...

The culture of Wei is based heavily on a rigorously structured and highly bureaucratic honor system. Lao Fan, as the son of the esteemed Chiang Fan, is rarely challenged, and when he deigns to be kind (which he rarely bothers to do), it is often received with abject prostrations and oaths of devotion. To offer a kindness and not only have his offer refuted but his very honor besmirched is akin to a slap across the face -- and a slap across the face is akin to having a dagger driven into his gut. A mere peasant girl and a mutant, insult him? He, who despite being called Lao Fan the Capricious, is a respected member of the court of Wei? His mind reels with the very idea.

I must get my revenge. I must capture this Visitor woman and bring her back as a trophy. And I'll teach that peasant girl a lesson... I'll take her as my concubine, and see how she likes that. Yeah... yeah, that's what I'll do.

A cruel grin begins to etch itself across his gritted jaw.

And that beast-man...

...he cannot be forgiven!
 
occ: This is starting to work off real cool...we even have a villain now..or sort of........may i ask what a concubine is?! lol...
 
OOC: Hahaha, it didn't turn out as expected, but I think this will be fun. And a "concubine" is a mistress; a "wife", but not a real wife, just there for sex. A concubine tends not to get much respect, unless she is, say, the concubine of an emperor or something.


Lao Fan

The young mage continues to grin for a few moments, and then slowly falters as he looks down at his still-bare chest. Alicia was still wearing his shirt.

"...crap."
 
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OOC: sorry for not being around guys, real life has takin a bit over.

~she smiled and bowed. Though the shocking, literally, dissapearance of the mage made them all just blink for a moment~

I'm sorry I did not respond but my name is Julie Apparently, not all you gus have easy names...

~she smiled and took a step back~

Though I wouldn't mind traveling with you. This is my -...

~she paused, she wondered if she should really tell them that this was the first time she had ever been here~

first time in this world...

~she said, she needed to break the chain of lies going through everyone~
 
Meanwhile, at the Court of Pandira...

On an opulant throne of gold and mahogany imported from the farthest Eastern Swamplands, facing a wide and exquisitely decorated throne room and a huge curved window made of an single pane of glass that looks out into the clear blue sky, looking down upon a formation of prostrated officials and servants, sits Sultana Tempestra, despot of Pandira and, unbeknownst to citizens of the Southern Kingdoms, the greatest sorceress in the known world. Only two in the room stand. One, on the right hand of the throne, is a beautiful young man with tanned skin and pure white hair, wearing silk robes beneath silver-plated magically-lightened brigandine mail. He is the Knight of the Crown, hero to the people of Pandira, and brother of the Sultana, Raine. The other, on the left hand of the throne, is an equally beautiful but much taller and more muscular man with the bronze skin of Wei but strange eyes. He is half-Weian and half-Pandiran. His name is Alma Duran, and he, despite his apparent youth, is grand vizier, chief minister, and most prized slave of Sultana Tempestra.

Tempestra causes trouble for her people; Alma and Raine cause trouble for others. They are feared warriors and tacticians, and the people of Pandira have rallied around them as they consistently achieve victories against Wei and the surrounding provinces. Soon, they will stand to sweep Origard, and acquire the Temple of Alexandra and the magic focused within. To unleash that power and use it for themselves, they need only one thing.

"The princess," Tempestra says to herself, staring calculatingly out of the wide window worth a thousand king's ransoms.

Yes, Princess Aicali. They need her, for she is the key. She must be captured. Yet another must be enslaved.

Alma and Raine are tired; so tired. They want out. But Alma cannot flee, for Tempestra would never let him escape. Her powers are too great. Yet Raine... Tempestra wouldn't mind seeing him go. She wouldn't follow him. It's true, the people of Pandira would be thrown into disarray, even chaos. But he has been seriously considering it.

Because with the state of things here, thanks to his voluptuous and sinister sister... Raine wishes he was back on Earth.

"Send a contigent with two Silver Knights and their Silver Corps battalions, and three crack scouts," Tempestra orders Raine, without really sparing him a glance. "If anything goes wrong, I want you to clean up the mess."

"Yes, your Imperial Majesty."

"Alma, darling," she cooes, and Alma just barely suppresses the flinch this time. Dangerous; his willpower is wearing down, and if he shows any genuine distaste, he knows she'll kill him, no matter how much she likes him. "While Raine confronts the Origard situation, I want you to continue the next assault against Wei as planned. Attack the stronghold at Mount Chang Fei yourself. Take two-thirds of the Janissaries with you, and bring the catapult team. Show no mercy."

Alma and Raine share a meaningful look behind Tempestra's back. She's noticed, it says. Now she's trying to tear us apart, so we start paying attention to her again...

"Your Imperial Majesty," Alma says respectfully, but unable to suppress a hint of worry, "if we destroy the stronghold with such heavy attacks, we will not have any fortified position if they retreat and return with their greater force, and our capability to defend will be greatly inhibited."

"This is an offensive, Alma!" she snaps. "We will not be fortifying anywhere! I will give you all the supplies you need, as Raine will be running a strike team, not an army. Use your momentum! Break through the enemy positions and go as far as you can!"

"And what if we get to the capitol? What of Emperor Shou Cao's Crimson Guard and that wizard, Lord Chiang Fan?"

Tempestra's eyes glint.

"Destroy everything you can."
 
Alicia

" Your first time here.....you mean these woods.....don't wrooy about it.....everyone has some fear of these woods when they are here for the first time.....anyway....to the point...." she looks at Tarast t for a while
" Excuse me...would you be so kind to tell us whitch way Moonlight city is ?!"
She smiled checking out the beast to see if he looked trustworthy as a co-companion.
 
Tarast

Tarast sees the mage disappear. not the first mage I've ever upset but he did insult me.

He turns arround, smelling no one arround who will be trouble. These creatures are very attractive. Nothing like any of the other mans that he had run across. These almost made him feel good about himself. He feels one of them watching him. He turns and looks at her as she speaks. "I'm sorry but I don't know where you are taking about. I don't know the names you men-creatures give places."

For some reason, not knowing this bothers Tarast. He hadn't been bothered by it before but wanting to help these creatures seems important. He lowers his head as he stops speaking.
 
Alicia


" I'm sorry to hear that....but perhaps if i explain how it looks and where it is stationed you could tell me......It is a bitg city, it lies between 4 mountains whitch ensures an everlasting evening and night-time there.......it is to the opposite side tothe grand waterfall whitch is the greatest waterfall in this forest......any ideas now?" She thought she could trust him he felt kind off bad not being able to help ouyt and it ddn't look lke he was acting it so something told her she could trust him.....she looked at him hoping that her hints could lead him to a correct answer but no longer for her own reasons....she wanted him to feel better because of helping whitch he clearly was longign for.
 
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