«rp» Fate's Eye [7/7] ~arc 3~

Soo I'm just gonna post this concept here

Spoiler: Character

Character: Angela Serafine
Race: Angel
Gender: Female
Appearane: Typical Angel. Green eyes, long white hair.
Equipment: My depiction of Spring

Spoiler: Spring bb

Magic: Some kind of future sight.Once she tightens her grip and pulls back the arrow, she can see a vague image of where her target will be when the arrow is shot.
Abilities: Fly (Angel Wings) Huge thanks to Linwood for helping making this character

Complete as you would like

 

Looks nice.

 

I bet ya think that

 

Nice character. I'll make arrangements to her.

Angela Serafina
17 years old
Race: Seraph

Spoiler: Background Story

Angela Serafina is a Seraph — a demi-human species which live in the «Tall Forest of Emilasta». They are mostly secluded out of society, and live in a small settlement.

Angela was gifted with two Divine Blessings, which was extremely rare. She had the Blessing of Arrow Precision, which let her to never miss her mark with her bow; and also the Blessing of Arrow Restoration, which let the arrows she shot to return to her quiver. She also was born with a vast amount of mana in her gate; her ability with Wind magic was truly amazing. She was hailed as the child prodigy of the Seraphim.
Young Angela, with her outgoing personality, yearned to learn of the outside world. At the age of fifteen, she left Emilasta in secret. She never imagined that it would be the last time she would see her hometown.

It was snowing. As she left the forest, she came across a village that was marked by millions of tiny footmarks, like those of small animals. The entire village was covered in an eerie silence. She followed the mysterious trails up to a single town— which streets were covered with small rabbits sprayed with blood.

The town was being attacked by one of the three worst beasts created by the Witch 400 years ago: the Great Rabbit. It was a creature which multiplied in numbers infinitely and fed on any living thing they found. The surviving people had evacuated into the town hall covered by walls, and the rabbits were closing in.

Angela landed and assisted the town's magic casters in shooting off the rabbits that were trying to go over the wall. One by one, the magic casters fell due to overuse of mana, and soon it was Angela left alone to defend the town hall ——— And all at once, the rabbits turned towards a certain direction, towards a point outside the town. Without care for the town hall or the people inside, they left all at once.

Angela heard from the reinforcements that came a few minutes later, led by a woman named Estelle Belstain, the head of the Belstain house, that the Sword Saint was sent to draw away the terrible beast, but was also told that even the Sword Saint, who could be said to be the strongest man alive, couldn't kill the Great Rabbit because of its endless multiplying.

Estelle saw Angela's deeds and offered to take her into her house. Angela, not having anywhere to stay, agreed.

Two years later, Estelle Belstain was chosen as one of the King Candidates of Arcuntar Kingdom, and Angela became Estelle's Knight.

Occupation: Estelle Belstain's Knight, Arcuntar Kingdom

Appearance: Stunningly beautiful, with long white-blonde hair that reaches her back, dark green eyes. Her wings are coloured white.

Equipment: Knight costume (modified to her wings and easy to move in), a bow, quiver, and arrows she brought from her hometown, small archer sword.

Abilities: Accurate archery, flight.

Magic: Compatible with the Wind element.

Divine Blessing: Divine Blessing of Arrow Precision, Divine Blessing of Arrow Restoration

Info: Her wings can be folded and covered by a cloak, though she will appear buffer than usual. Since she is a knight she receives certain amount of respect from the people, despite her demi-human origins.

 

I've changed your race from Angel to Seraph.
Your 'future seeing' I didn't quite understand, but I gave you two divine blessings.

About your magic...

Fula: A blade of invisible wind that can cut through things.
El Fula: A blast of powerful wind.
Ur Fula: A tornado of wind that cuts, slashes and tosses the opponent around.
Al Fula: An extreme assault of wind like a storm. Able to blow away an entire building.

Angela can easily use up to Ur Fula. Al Fula tires her.

 

I loved everything
The future seeing was something Lin suggested as of when I said something about shooting at the exact spot the person would be at when I shot the arrow, but that works too ^^

 

Dude, you're one of the King Candidates. That's cool.

 

King candidate’s knight to be accurate.

 

Oh yeah, I red that wrong. So kinda like a royal guard then? Higher or lower rank then royal guard?

 

I guess Rathius as a Royal Guard has the rank of a Knight. They are all on the same rank in theory, but the Candidate's knight supports the candidate instead of guarding the city.

 

Rathius Tinzel

Grooowwwlllll.......

The surfacing on his consciousness was like waking up from a dream. He heard a deep growling sound in a distance, but he didn't understand what it meant. He just knew he was waking, waking up————

His head throbbed. His heart was beating fast. He slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing that came into view was the fire. The houses of the villages had all caught fire, an orange inferno rising into the sky. Rathius stood in middle of a burning village. Bodies piled up around him— men with black and purple robes, now in pieces. As if they were slashed apart by sharp claws...

That was when all the memory flooded back into him. The attack of the Witch Cult, the annihilation of the village swordsmen in the hand of a single man, his transformation, his mother's final words——

Rathius felt a tear roll down his left eye.

He felt a presence behind him. He slowly turned around, glaring at the figure with hate and hostility.

It was a young man with tidy black hair and purple eyes. He had an average-looking appearance; neither handsome or bad-looking. If one saw him walking in a town, he would probably be forgotten in a matter of seconds. That's how low of an impression his appearance had, in his dark formal clothes.

But the atrocious aura he emitted was a different story.

"....I'm surprised, honestly. I must apologise for not recognising your value much earlier. I truly am, sorry." The man said and smiling, bowed in apology.

Rathius didn't understand what the man had said. But he knew that this man was powerful enough to wipe out the entire group of swordsmen in a matter of seconds. He probably didn't stand a chance even with his blood of dragon. "Who the hell are you?" He growled, ignoring the man's words.

"Hm?" He opened one eye and looked up. "Oh yes, I have not yet named myself. That was my bad." He then grinned widely.

"My name is Arcux Lucifer Cythas. I am a Cardinal Sin of the Witch's Order, representing «Pride»."

"«Pride»..." Rathius muttered. He didn't understand.

"You have an interesting soul." The man who named himself «Pride» licked his fingers. "A blood of a dragon, however that happened. I would love to learn what you taste like — but you are still underdeveloped. It wouldn't help me or you if I took you in too early, right?"

Rathius growled. "What are you talking about?"

"Nothing, really." Arcux spread his arms, and continued talking on without regard for Rathius. "But I'll remember you. We will one day appear before the world, and we might cross paths again. I will spare you tonight in respect for your potential strength — train hard, young boy. Try not to be killed by the others, yeah?."

Arcux lowered his chin at Rathius, and purple flame flashed behind him. Rathius tensed and his hand reached for his sword—

Arcux was already behind Rathius, and he tapped his shoulder in a playful manner. Rathius gritted his teeth and slashed back, only to slice through empty air. His hand trembled. The man— Arcux Lucifer Cythas — was a monster.

The man was standing on the roof of a burning building. "Until we meet again, young dragon." He said— then he was gone.


*** *** ***


"Gah!" Rathius sprung up from bed, instantaneously hitting his head on the ceiling. Light flashed in his vision, and he fell backwards with a crash.

".....What are you doing, Rathius?" A voice asked, and a head of a boy appeared next to Rathius's bunkbed. "Today we're on duty, remember?"

"....?" Rathius blinked at the brown-haired boy. Then he remembered that he was having a dream, and sighed out deeply.

The boy — Rathius's fellow royal guard, Kayde Ferris — cocked his head. "What's up?"

 

"Nothing. Just a bad dream." He says while he's getting out of bed. Once he's out of bed, he looks at Kayde.
"You said something about our duty?"

 

Angela Serafina

"Angela. You're off duty today." That was the first thing Angela heard from her master, Estelle Belstain.

"Huh?" Angela cocked her head.

Estelle smiled. "Enough of that attitude, Angela. I may not look like it, but I'm still a King Candidate for this Kingdom."

Estelle looked young, on her twenties or so. She had a beautiful face with dark green hair that went down to her back and a pair of sharp, blue eyes. She wore a formal navy suit which was typically worn by men, and a longsword was placed on her waist.

"Clothes for going out? Where are you going?" Angela asked.

"I was called by the Council of Elders regarding the Royal Election. I'm only allowed to take my First Knight." She closed one eye and winked.

"Yo, Princess! The carriage's ready!" A loud voice in an informal tone shouted from the direction of the gate. A young man wearing a Knight's costume came walking.

It was obvious he was a demi-human from first glance. Two pointed fox-ears came out from his white hair. His eyes were slanted, his pupils formed like slits. A long tail came out from his back. Fourier Argoyle, Estelle Belstain's First Knight. He was a fox-type demi-human. Spotting Anegla, Fourier nodded to her. "Be glad you aren't there with all these royal election business. They're damn boring!"

"Fourier!" Estelle punched Fourier in the shoulder. "Shut up. Wait for me in the carriage or something."

"Ugh, whatever, Princess." The fox-man shrugged. He winked at Angela, then turned and left. Estelle sighed, then walked after Fourier, Angela beside her. "Anyway, Angela, you're off duty. You haven't had a break recently— walk around the city, get some fresh air. I'll be back by 6 in the afternoon."

"Roger that, Princess." Angela grinned. Estelle smiled back fondly, then left in the carriage.

She was currently at the Belstain House. She stretched her wings wide, letting the morning air sweep through her feathers. Ah— what should I do today?

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Kayde sighed exasperatedly. "The current three royal candidates are called to the castle. We guards have to keep the streets clear and watch for any suspiscious movements. You forgot about that?"

"Ugh. I just remembered." Rathius answered halfheartedly. He jumped off his bed and quickly dressed up. He slung his sword over his back and tucked his dagger into his belt. It was still dark before sunset. Still yawning, Rathius followed Kayde to have breakfast.

*** *** ***


It had been an year and a half since Rathius had come to the Capital. His main goal was to find information about the people that had killed his village, but right now, he was stuck as a royal guard.

The escorting of the carriages had gone smoothly, and now the candidates (who were all young women, for some reason) were discussing kingly business inside the castle. As of now, Rathius and Kayde were walking down the streets in their daily patrolling job.

As Rathius thought about it, he realised he didn't really know about stuff that was going in this kingdom. In the end, he was only a villager boy in the countryside, and he was on a level where he could finally read and write smoothly.

Kayde, on the other hand, came from a family inside the Capital. It might be good to ask him a few questions when you have some time.

 

I walk out the door, looking the carriage leave. "Well, since I'm free for the day, I think I'll see whats going on in the city, maybe there's something fun going on today" I think to myself as I unfold my wings to fly towards the city

 

"Hey Kayde. Can I ask you something." He stops and leans on a wall, looking in Kayde's direction.
He looks around first before he starts talking again.
"Why are these candidates all women? And what do you know about them?"

 

Give me some time to think about character concepts. I definitely want to be involved with this.

 

Angela flew over the streets, her extreme sight catching every action. Nothing seemed out of ordinary.

“To be told all of a sudden that I am off duty is in return troublesome...” Angela murmured to herself.

That was when she heard shouts from a direction. About four people were fighting each other in one of the streets. It was creating quite a commotion and bystanders crowded around the scene.

 

I fly towards the scene and land near the fighting group. I then ask for a bystander for what is happening

 

Kayde shook his head. “Really Rathius? You didn’t even know about that?” He turned his gaze towards the huge building in the distance, the Royal Castle.

“The candidates are chosen by something like a gemstone given by the dragon 500 years ago. Whenever it is held by a figure the dragon chooses, it apparently glows up.

They are all women because the message inscribed onto the throne claims them to be. Apparently almost all female nobles and important figures had been tested with the gemstone, and three have been found so far.”

 

"Interesting. And no, I did not know that."
He stops leaning against the wall, stand straight.
"Shall we continue our way?"