Nightstalker



	Depressed and agitated, tired and exhausted from traveling overnight and without any rest, Damien finally arrives in Ilsa; the city capital of Keno. The bags under his eyes reveals the endless travels that he has endured to get to this specific location in the given period of time from which he had departed from the Mantis Camp in the outlands that wraps, hugging the south-western radius of Keno�s embodiment. ??? � Excuse me Sir, I wish to speak with you for a moment� Damien stops walking, hearing the man�s voice coming from behind him. Slowly turning his head to the side to look back at the man dressed in a full suit of armor, with the crest of the Keno army on his helmet. Glancing from the crest and to the eyes of the man, Damien turns his body around to face the approaching Knight. From the corner of his eye, Damien notices a few more guards that gradually approach his location before coming to a halt before the man that requested to borrow a moment of his time. ??? � I am Sir William Van Orik, Knight of the White Moon� Blinking and listening carefully, Draven remains quiet while his study of this noble man�s eyes as he continues speaking to him, not wanting any trouble for he is just passing through and doesn�t need any unwanted attention, for he means no harm. Sir William Van Orik � Your appearance could be that of a hazard to the fine citizens of Ilsa. May you kindly state your name and what your business is for coming to this beloved kingdom? After another moment of silence, Damien�s attention is on the guards that slowly draw near from the left and right of Van Orik�s position. Damien thinks of the weaponry that he has on him and how they must have attracted the guards here in this populated place of people whom all stop what their doing to stare at Damien in caution. Damien looks around at all of the people and the inclosing guards before sustaining his focus into the eyes of the knight that stands before him. Nightstalker � I am Damien Draven of the Mantis Clan. I mean no harm for the path that I travel today, Sir William Van Orik. I am on a quest to Slavista, in hopes to find my master�Mantis. He went on an assassination mission in Mora, his target was Lord Vain�fearfully, he has not returned and Mantis Clan Grand Master Linca is concerned for his safety. I have come here to find a vessel that will bring me to Slavista�So I can find him and bring him back to Itrana. Van Orik stares blankly at Damien as if he was insane. Nightstalker�s eyes pan around over the people whom all look afraid after hearing the words �Lord Vain� which had come forth from his explanation to Sir William�s interrogation. A moment of whispered gossip scatters throughout the on-observing crowd of eavesdropping civilians that have come to surrounding their conversation in disbelief and fear. Sir William Van Orik � Are you Mad, Boy!? That is Suicide!!! �A slight smirk draws to the jaw-line of Damien as he looks down� Nightstalker � Do you have anymore questions or may I be on my way, now? �Damien lifts his attention to look into Van Orik�s eyes once more� Sir William Van Orik � Yes�well, if your intentions are that of good intent then yes, traveler, you may go now. I wish the best of luck to you in your success, regardless of how completely ludicrous it is. Be careful, Damien Draven. Nightstalker � Yeah, Thanks� Van Orik steps aside and Damien passes by him and the guards whom all stare at him with a certain solemn look, almost as if he was a dead man walking. They move out of his way two at a time until he has walked past them. Toward the docks of Ilsa in hopes to find a vessel that would happen to have a captain that�s insane enough to bring him to his destination point. . o O (�I will find you, Master�Dead or Alive�I will find you�) O o . The farther away Damien walks from Sir William Van Orik�s location, standing there in a crowd that remains still around him and the few guards whom have insured the safety of their Knight during his questioning with the assassin. Sir William continues to stare Damien away, still in utter surprise that a young man had stated a suicide mission and seemed to be completely unshaken about following through with such an order. ??? � So, What do you think�Sir??? One of the guards asks Van Orik as he remains standing there, facing the distancing assassin that�s fully equipped with enough weaponry to put up a devastating fight against any odds�in silence. Many things running through his mind, Sir William blinks and tries to find the words to fit the moment. He shakes his head, than looks over to the guard that questioned what was on his mind before responding with a confused expression staining his uncertain facial features. Van Orik looks back to Damien again before verbally responding with an answer that follows the lingering silence. Sir William Van Orik � There�s a fine line between bravery and stupidity�but�from the look in that man�s eyes? �Van Orik shakes his head, still trying to find the words to speak� Sir William Van Orik � Only one thing is for sure, my good man�he�s going to get himself killed� �Damien continues toward the docks without a glance backward�

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