Board Thread:World Map/@comment-25687356-20161026224342/@comment-24714922-20161028045711

Listen and Read

Down by the river Mugen was busy preparing the few small things they actually had. Now that he looked at it they were severely understocked in all regards. “Hmm how annoying” He washed off a few things and tucked them into his pockets. They would need to invest in bags at some stage or even scrolls if they were to be out for a long time. At this point Mugen’s body had finally reverted from the Sage Mode he had been in earlier. He briefly looked over his shoulder to see Keldran and Seika still speaking “Hmph they better wrap it up soon, any later and we’ll be left to travel in the dark” He stood up and let out a long sigh before turning on his heel to go back up to them. He arrived just in time to witness the proceedings.

He stood in a state of shock as he watched Keldran drive the blade through her heart. Mugen had never been close to Seika; he’d never really spoken to her and had no real emotional connection to her. But to witness her death for what seemed to be absolutely no reason felt … wrong. Mugen could feel an anger swelling inside of him as he watched it happen. He took a deep breath, attempting to quell it. The anger soon leveled out and mellowed. There was a mix of emotions in him as he walked over but overall Mugen had managed to mellow himself out. As far as he figured Keldran wouldn’t have killed her unless he had a good reason, what that reason was however he had no idea.

Mugen stood beside Keldran and remained silent for a moment, his 5’11 build towering over him. He placed a reassuring hand on Keldran’s shoulder, squeezing it gently before letting go. “Everything’s ready Keldran. I’ll let you do your thing” He stepped back and looked over at the Hippogriff, giving it a small nod of condolence before going to sit against a tree and wait for Keldran. He grabbed a stray twig and drew in the dirt as he pondered the events. It was depressing, that people of such young age were forced to make such rough decisions. And for what? Because someone craved power? Mugen found it ironic that he had such thoughts now considering he’d spent the last two years craving it, now instead of power he found himself wanting peace instead. He’d absently drawn a few random symbols that didn’t really have any meaning.