Private - Candidate 003

Candidate 003

After @Corvella finished her sentence, the door cracked open, inviting her inside. Without a single source of light, all she could make out was a vague outline of a wooden staircase that leads down into the dark unknown. The door shut behind her, and if she were to try and open it, it would not move an inch. There was nowhere else to go but down.

Just as she reached the damp basement, a cloaked figure called out to her from the side of the room. It seemed as though this figure was sitting on one of the alcohol barrel chomping into what she can identify from the sound as an apple. He spoke.

"Welcome to the Drowned Mermaid basement, before we begin, let me introduce myself. I am Ser Valand and I am employed by a certain powerful individual. Our organization, the Vigil is looking for talents like you, who can quickly decipher hidden messages and work efficiently toward their goal. First and foremost, we need to determine if you fit the profile of what we are looking for.

1. Firstly, how do you view the nation of Astorea and its current king?
2. Secondly, would you choose blind justice over morality? Why?
3. Lastly, can you keep a secret? How?

What is your answer, Miss?"

 

Clide Valand

"That's a great answer. It is true that morality is in the eyes of the beholder like justice, what may be one person's justice is another person's injustice. Regardless, I do believe that there is a universal truth, the kind that removes all of the binding of the all of the imperfect human subjectivity."

With a snap of the finger, an illusion was lifted from @Corvella's eyes, allowing her to see her surroundings clearly. Around the girl was all kinds of barrels and crates haphazardly fitted within the confine of the damp basement. Within her vision is also a blond young man who has been sitting on a barrel eating an apple all this time.

The man paused briefly, giving Corvella a moment to get a bearing on her location before he spoke again,

"I am here as a former recruiter for the Knight's Vigil, or Vigil for short. As you had already touched on the current political landscape in Astorea, everything appears rather stable and it is the Vigil's job to keep it that way. If you are this perceptive at politics, then you should already know that no governing body can remain stable without insurance.

...this is the majesty's form of insuring his successful reign in Astorea, an organization of Knights dedicated to espionage and only deploying when the time comes. It is our goal to identify insurgences before they become a problem and eliminate them for the sake of political stability and the prosperity of the nation.

It is our duty to cut down those who lust for the power of the King, who has thus far, proven himself to work utmost for the citizenry's interest. Will you, Corvella, become a Knight and lend your undying fealty to the crown?

 

Just as @Corvella thought she was alone with Clide and ready to accept her duty, footsteps could be heard steadily making their way toward the girl. The way one foot dragged across the floor made it seem as though a person with a limp was coming toward her. Should Corvella turn around, she would see an old man with a bad leg tipping his hat at her and Clide. "Greet, greet, I am the door keeper you spoke to earlier. It seemed that Clide is beating around the bush, so let me get to the point right away--" the old man spoke, however, he was quickly interrupted by Clide, who had a rather agitated expression straining his sleek face.

"Ser Mori, I can do this by myself, please don't treat me like a child," Clide protested.

"Now, now, calm down, I am not much of a knight anymore because of my age, at least let me do this," the old man replied with dead calm mannerism. He continued, "now then, to join the Vigil you must perform, shall we say, a physical oath. If you show up for the knighting ceremony a few days from now, we will put a special mark on your body that can't be seen by normal mean. This is the proof of your knighthood, and also a way for the vigil to track you down should you go rogue. But I assure you nothing will happen to you while you wear the mark and we will remove it when you wish to retire your service."

"It looks a little like this..." Clide spoke as he peeled his armor to reveal a mark beneath his collar bone, it was the shape of a circle with a V inside.

"Now depart from this place if you do not have further question. You will know where the location is when it is time," the old man smiled.

 

Candidate 003 Approved