Where.....Where am I??? Who am I???? Vartock talking to himself, then hearing a voice from out of nowhere speak to his mind, you are Vartock, a young and soon to be a powerful warrior. Vartock replies, I feel like the insides of my body have been microwaved as if I have entered another time dimension. The voice dissipates, Vartock feeling something large and heavy behind him only to realize he is lying against a boulder on the side of a dirt road, surrounded by forest. Vartock feeling very confused and disoriented, Stands up, stretches out his arms, and Yawns, then exclaims to himself, so this is what virtual reality feels like. Vartock sits back down next to his big army duffle of supplies that he has for his blacksmithing a trade that he learned since he was very young and because of this trade it's the only reason he has survived for so long. Vartock tilts his head back feeling the breeze of the wind brush over his thick hair, closes his eyes and begins to fall asleep. @Seto Kurama

 

Another day, another long ass walk in Brisshal like usual. This was seriously starting to annoy him greatly, he couldn't even remember how many times he had walked down the many cobblestones road highways of brisshal's forests yet here he was again walking down one. He was returning to Astorea from the Felderan captial, Stokbon after a long political game with the nobles but it was taking far longer than expected to return since he was forced to take a detour. It wasn't that big of an issue since it was only Brisshal and Brisshal was amongst one of the safest regions in Terrasphere since it was designed to have new players spawn in. The biggest threat he would have to deal with is wolves and perhaps IF he got lucky, Pigmen but those were quite rare in Brisshal although they were a thing........Of course Seto had no interest in thinking of those beasts, they brought up memories....best left forgotten.

Although the day was windy, the sun was in the middle of the sky, bright as ever, bearing down on the Black Duke of Southern Astorea as he walked down the old cobblestone roads to Astorea. It was rather boring so far with the tree line being his only entertainment as the branches raddled as he walked. His bangs being pushed behind his neck, his closed his eyes for a moment as the breeze felt good. It was unfortunate he wouldn't be able to enjoy this nice weather due to his duties as a Duke otherwise he'd take it easy. Opening his eyes once more revealed a man....a large man at that, laying against a rather large boulder. Amongst the inner works of his mind, read the countless possibilities, was this man a new player? An NPC? Perhaps a mercenary of sorts? The possibilities were endless but there was only one way to figure out. Joining his hands together under the sleeves of his white and blue kimono, Seto slowly approached the relaxed man laying on the ground.

Seto

"You there.....Don't you know it could be dangerous here? It is quite common here in Brisshal for large packs of wolves to hunt down people in these parts."

 

Dreaming of being eaten alive by a pack of wolves endlessly through the darkness that surrounded him. Vartock wakes up, his inner instinct ability, picked up hearing footsteps of someone walking down the road a mile away. Vartock remains still until a tall man with Dark long hair standing before him was speaking to him. Vartock admiring the man's dark presence and seriousness in his eyes. Vartock stands up an inch over the man, begins walking toward him, the wind blow his thick wavy black hair across his face. holds out his hand for a handshake as his other hand pulls over his duffle.

Vartock

" My name is Vartock, So asshole what is your name? " I am new to these parts and I was just dreaming about wolves eating me, quite normally when I dream of things they come true so I best be off before they come don't want to harm the wildlife here unless necessary"

 

Seto stood in silence as he closely watched the man get up after he had approached the man. Although this mysterous man from his physical stature looked imposing, the inner works of his body said otherwise. The energy that ran through his networks wasn't as strong as it was in other players such as experienced and veterans alike. He guessed he couldn't be completely surprised since he was after all in Brisshal where all new players spawn. Seto gritted his teeth, it seemed to always be his luck that he would always run into new players. If he wasn't a Duke of Astorea and didn't have a reputation to live upto, he would simply ignore such new people but he couldn't do that now and some of these players had even became useful to him such as Vivian and Lesalia. When the man stared at him, Seto returned the gaze with his own until the man held out his hand in a gesture of good faith. Seto nodded his head slightly and closed his eyes, sighing at Vartock's usage of curse words in his language but Seto decided he wouldn't judge him just yet although one always had to admit first impressions were important to a person, he was no exception.

Seto returned Vartock's handshake with one of his own, using his right hand to grasp Vartock's hand firmly and steady, moving both of their hands up and down slightly before pulling away. Pushing his bangs to his shoulder, Seto once more joined his hands together under his Kimono's sleeves before responding finally.

Seto

"Hmph....well then, you seemed like.....an interesting new player, I can't say I've met many that share your type of dreams.."

Seto shrugged his shoulders

".....If you so desire, I suppose you may travel with me to Astorea than you can go your separate way and do whatever your heart tells you."

 

Vartock Remained silent for a moment, expecting a different, more immature response from the man, but was surprised that he had returned his handshake and even acknowledged him. Vartock shook his head and apologized for his rude behavior, he is not used to many people greeting him with such honorable and polite respect. Noticing the judgement call was not made on him warmed his heart in a better respect for the man. taking his right hand and brushing it through his dark thick hair as the wind blew it in his face. Vartock began thinking about his life and how people have always underestimated his will due to his harsh and abrasiveness. he started to think the only way this man was going to know this guy and offer any of his services is if the Two of them engaged in a simple combat. my teachers always told me the best way to know someone is to spar or fight them not to the death but enough to establish baseline respect. Vartock began to bend his knees in front of him as a physical third eye began opening up on his forehead his dark energy began to flux within his body as his physical veins in his arms, torso, and face began pulsing big. His arms flexing as his energy began to travel from his body to within the mind of this new friend or foe that Vartock was so anxiously awaiting to greet but he didn't want to rub this man the wrong way. Vartock with the energy of his dark magic fluxing a white glow around the edges of his body . Vartock's mind began telepathically connecting with the mind of this new traveler. His Face grew wide with a smile as he began to ask this stranger about an engagement of a quick sparring session. issuing challenges has always been his most oddest way of greeting people but the smartest way for him to gain respect from another person. The unknowing excited Vartock making him more anxious to want to fight him.

Vartock

" Well Stranger, I have connected with your mind, I apologize for my rude and obscene behavior but your a stranger who has crossed my path and the best way for me to know you is to challenge you to sparring match to test ourselves, I want to know whether or not I can trust and even respect a man of your great importance."

 

OOC:Try not to do anything crazy ok? Remember your still new lol

This mysterious man named Vartock seemed to have surprised, accepting his handshake as well, Seto couldn't put his finger on it but this man was different in more ways than most players had met whom were immature morons who had only childish thoughts and desire yet wanted the power of the king....a foolish endeavor indeed. If one wanted power either for themselves or to control the land, they would need to work for it and burden themselves with the responsibilities that came with such power otherwise they wouldn't learn anything in the process. He scoffed at his own thinking, he knew that better than anyone, after all he had done everything in his power to get where he was today and he was sure as hell he wasn't going to let anyone take that away from him even If it was the king himself.

Judging by Vartock's tone and the words he spoke with it, from Seto's prospective, it seemed this man was genuine sorry for his slang only a short few moments ago. That was a breeze of good fortune for once! Most of the time, these new players always tried to be the strong, prideful type whom in reality were weakk arrogant fools who didn't know much of anything yet they wanted to act as gods such as that redhead woman he had met some time ago. Upon thinking of Keade, Seto swept those thoughts from his mind, preferring to think of another person who didn't irirate him as much. As per usual in in his silence, he watched Vartook as he pushed his right hand through his ebony hair as the wind blew in their direction, another nice breeze was nice to him.​

Seto rubbed his chin with his right hand as he eyed Vartock only a few feet away, seemingly the man concentrated all his energy into body into one location, his forehead where an eye began to take shape with with dark energies beginning to seep out. This proved to be far more interesting than he had orginated expected, finding another serious individual yet they controlled the dark arts just as him. Obviously now Seto knew this man could never match him in combat since he could still he was new to Terrasphere but just like Vivian, he showed much potenial, something not something seen often. He grinned, it looked like he was recieving good fortune from the Gods.

Seto continued to watched Vartock, the more he flexed his muscles on his body, within no time a faint white like aura took form around his body before he smiled at Seto. Seto wondered what caused the man to change facial expressions so quickly? Well I guess Vartock telling him he had the power somehow to tap within his mind with the end result came up with him challenging Seto to a little spar. Seto in response laid his arms on his waist before he closed his eyes and luaghing hard for a few seconds before turning back to his serious demeanor as usual.

Seto

".....Hmph I do apologize for laughing, don't take too much offense to it, it is shall we say.....extremely rare one would to challenge the Ebony Duke of Astorea to a battle or a sparring. All are either fools or are prodigy's in the making, what are you Vartock?

You are certainly different from the countless hordes of idiotic players I meet on my duties..........You are an interesting person.

Very well, I, Seto Kurama, The Ebony Duke of Astorea accepts your challenge to a sparring match.....If your not prepared to kill me, than you won't win against me, even in a sparring match."

Theme​

Smirking, Seto took a step a few feet away from Vartock and with the usage of both of his hands, drew his Odachi from it's Saya on his back. Gathering the energy thar ran through his blood vessals and the countless networks within his body, he quickly sent his abundance of energy into his hands before sending the energy into his Odachi's blade, causing the blade of the Odachi have a dark purple, vile looking aura that ripped through the air around his blade. Seto held the Odachi with his hands as he raised the Odachi high into the air near his face in a neutral stance.​

Seto

"Alright it's time! Show the Black Duke of Astorea what your capable of!"

 

Vartock knew very well he could never defeat a duke or astorea but upon challenging this man he learned his name and what kind of importance he was to the land. Seto also mentioned gods within his mind which meant that there are more than one religion of beliefs at play here. Vartock believed in one god and one devil both masters of the dark and light arts, but he didn't want to reveal anything about himself to this man until their sparring match ended.
Vartock took a lot of surprise in as the serious man known as seto accepted his challenge to this duel but vartock did not change his expression. The dark creepy looking smile still remained on his face with the white energy pulsing around his body as if trying to draw out the darkness within. The third eye was pulsating more dark magical energy from his third eye and then began surrounding his fists and feet engulfing the dark energy around them. Vartock knew that without proper training or experience he was sure to lose but his will power was too strong to give up. Vartock's energy began to flux a territory like dark cloud around their area as the clouds above them grew dark and still and no more wind blew. he knew this warrior was going to make light work of him but wanted to prove that his will power was stronger than anything including his foolishness. Vartock was trained to use dark magic with body combat so he would cease any needs for weapons. The memories of his teacher ran through his head like a virus that could not be cured.

Vartock remembered what his teachers had taught him, weapons are for the weak minded, if you cannot defeat a warrior with your own hands and feet then you are not a man. Vartock always thought it was ridiculous but it made sense if my power was going to be any kind of impression. I can do it without the use of man made weapons, and I can I generate the power of the dark and light gods of the heavens and hell to do so. the area felt dead no heat no cold no wind just dead feelings running through the land as everything seemed dark and the forest began to rot and die around them. I am still new to my powers in this world but dark magic has its uses, if I can draw enough energy from the living life around me to make this man think I am getting stronger then he will not underestimate me in this fight. Exactly what I need for this fight to be true.

Vartock remained thinking as his smile grew bigger and began laughing as loud as he could but then his smile faded quickly the seriousness on his face made everything in the area seem empty. Vartocks magic was capable of making himself and others around him feel like the world between them and each other was an empty void, and as if these two were the only two left alive. Vartock planted his left leg up in the air as if to kick but only to stance his fight stance and his right leg turned on its side. His right hand and arm balled up in a fist and flexed his bicep. Vartock's left arm was more extended but his hand also balled up in his fist. Vartock using the only fight stance he knew from his martial arts, where he learn a lot of about self combat and close combat training.

Vartock reacting to the energy pulsing around the blade of seto and realized he was in for a fight. Admiring the colors of his energy around his blade, he knew this was going to be the most amazing fight he has ever had. A great way to start his life in the new world making friends like he did in the old one. hopefully this guy wasn't another fraud for he had met many like that before but also knew better due to the fact he was in a different world now.

Vartock

" It's okay your reaction could not be more abnormal than anything I have ever encountered, now why you're so accepting of my challenge is what really burns my heart to ash. I may be a rookie but this rookie is not afraid to kill is not afraid to fight and will without a doubt end anybody who thinks I am just another arrogant punk.

Do not get me wrong though, I know I will lose but that is the point of this fight, if you defeat me like I have already foreseen Then you're not just another fraud claiming to be important, my intuition tells me you know the dark arts, this is why we must spar I need to know you have what it takes to be my friend, and yes I know I speak like I am some sort of god but I am very picky about whom I become friends with and i will not be friends with fools like you said can be very arrogant and prideful. My honor my code is my life and I will not back down from it."

Vartock then moved from his stance and began running towards the tall dark man known as seto with the sword of pulsating energy. Running towards him with no fear and no restraint. Vartock let out a large pulsating scream from his third eye vibrating the area causing the ground to shake and the animals that surrounded them to faint. The noise grew louder and more high pitched as the vibration began moving strong enough to push seto back and react to the loud noise. When Vartock saw his opening he pulled his right hand back charging the dark energy surrounding his body then within a split second at speeds faster than sound itself Vartock Sends his right fist at Setos blade not aiming for his body or his face but his blade. Vartock had to show seto why he didn't need weapons in this fight and this was the best way to do so.

 

THEME​

With his laser like focus activated, the eye's of the Ebony Duke settled their sights on the enemy combatant, watching his every move. If Vartock tried an offensive asssult on him, he would be ready to engage immediately. Within the depths of his mind, his mind immediately began to run through countless calculations of the possibilities on the form of attack this man would assault with him. His eye's didn't lie, the man was built like Alonso with a bulky muscled frame to boot, it was without a doubt he would be skilled in body combat or hand to hand combat, that was a given after all but the dark energy he released was all too familiar. Countering his usage of dark energy would be childs play since he was a master of the dark arts thanks to that witch but Vartock's usage of body combat wouldn't be quite as easy. It would be true he would be able to dodge Vartock's
attack's with easy but If he managed to land a blow undefended, he would be feeling it into next week and Emmeline would probably kill him for being wreckless as usual. Judging by his previous actions, Seto came to the conclusion that Vartock would most likely power up himself first with his body as a whole or prepare for an attack.

To anyone else, the dark energy that oozed out of Vartock's body would have made even the most brave to flee out of fear but not Seto, oh not to him, to him it was a sight of comfort, knowing there were others like himself out there in the world and wern't afraid of using the dark and horrible power he could wield at his heart's content. Seto continued to watch from a safe distance as Vartock continued to power up, his third eye in his forehead began to pulse widely with dark purple energy beginning to take form over his limbs like his feet and arms. Seto began to wonder If Vartock could control his newfound power since his dark energy began alter widely in apperance with the end result being his dark energy turning into dark like clouds. As far as Seto knew this change of energy form could be personal taste but no matter, he knew he would have to stay on his guard as it kept increasing it's reach in their vicinity. It became apparent it was what he feared as Vartock began laughing with a smile on his face before he planted his left leg into the air before brining it down in an stance. It seemed Vartock was finally ready to do battle with him as he muscles stood ready to engage him yet he did not charge. Instead of instant battle like he had expected, Vartock took the inital moment to speak his mind, explaining Vartock was more than ready to take his life yet he outright told Seto he could never beat him in his current level of battle but that wasn't the point as Seto already knew. The very fact Vartock wanted to know If he was the real thing or not was an honorable trait in Seto's book. Of course being friends with someone he had just met was a bit too early for such things but he was willing to see where this path could lead.

Seto

Music to his hears, Seto smirked at the man
"Very well I understand, Your path is clear. You follow a similar path as do I with a code of honour you cling to, that is good......very good indeed......but such beliefs will never be taken seriously unless you attain the power needed to show this code....Lets put you through the test so see how far you must grow."

With conversation out of the way, Vortock threw himself at Seto whom had been prepared this entire time but he was impressed so far. He could see the will of fire within eyes, showing no fear and restraint. Seto readied himself, holding his Odachi close to face in a defensive stance as Vartock unleashed a powerful screech in his direction that caused slight vibrations in the ground and caused the many animals to flee If they hadn't already fainted. Naturally his feet began moving back from the vibration but he had to fix that. Gathering a small amount of energy within his chest, he sent the energy into his legs which formed a dark purple aura around his feet, preventing his feet from moving and just in time as Vartock launched an assault on him with his fists. Only seconds to respond, with no other option Seto slamed his blade against Vartock's fist. He would have to admit this man's strength was on par with Alonso, something that wasn't going to work with him.

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Seto

"Not bad.......not bad at all Novice but the fun only beginning....."

With a smirk, Seto laid his rigt hand on his forehead and looked at a tree about twetny feet. Closing his eyes, he used his skills in Arcanamancy to have his energy dematerialise his body almost instantly before shooting him at the speed of sound through Vartock(You don't get hurt or anything) to the tree in the distance behind him with his body rematerializing. His eyes flashed opened showing Vartock's back but he didn't engage instead he jammed his Odachi's blade into the ground and raised his right hand. Within moments of collecting the energy that ran through his body, a black sphere of energy took form in his body.

Ascended Despair!

As soon as those words were said, the black sphere of energy came bursting out of the palm of his right hand and ripped itself through the air at Vartock, the shockwave of the black sphere taking off shot Seto's right arm into the air. Following his first magical attack, Seto used the time he had albeit it was few to grab his Odachi out of the ground and wield with his hands once more, this time taking an offensive stance with the Odachi's blade outwards.

Seto

"Lets see what he does with that."Seto muttered to himself under his breath as he watched with his eyes.

Seto Kurama, The Ebony Duke of Southern Astorea

100% HP

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95% EN

MAX EN

Condition - Normal

 

Vartock, lost, focused, and maybe a little reckless himself as he saw Seto dematerialize he then foresaw his destination. Vartock's intuition and his ability to foresee things as they came were not letting him down as he was able to stop after missing his punch. Vartock quickly turned around and planted both feet on the ground firmly, his arms and fists balled and curved his back and torso straight as cutting board. Vartock focused his dark blank stare on the dark purple energy ball headed towards him. Vartock Then closed his eyes as his third eye pulsed dark purple energy into a sphere surrounding his body as if he had just created an energy shield. Vartock sure he was able to control the energy as he should why couldn't he? vartock questioned himself.

Vartock continued to think to himself, I have been training for this my whole life and I will not stop just because a master is in my way. Vartock knew this friendship would be sudden but he felt there was no other way to gain his respect nor would he be able to sell his services long enough for seto to listen if he could not prove his strength. With both feet still planted with the dark purple energy still sphering around him, eyes which remained closed this whole time as he had centered his mind calmly. Vartock began unleashing a rage of physical force on contact with his dark energy ball pushing both of his hands in front of him to deflect the energy ball. before his hands touched the energy his third eye released a giant white flash of powerful energy illuminating the whole area blinding anybody who had their eyes open temporarily. Vartock then was able to absorb the dark energy ball within himself carrying no effect from the attack as he dispersed the dark energy in an energy wave that bursted through the entire area destroying the trees and forest within a quarter mile radius of them.

Vartock then quickly moving at speeds even fast than before to the boulder he was laying on earlier. without struggle or hesitation, he grabbed both sides of this giant boulder and ripped it out of the ground dead lifting it in the air over his head. then turning around to the Tree Seto had teleported to before muttering some words to the Grand master so to speak.

Vartock

" You're about to understand that this novice doesn't mess around, you say this is fun
haha you're about to find out how unfun this will be in a few seconds.."

Vartock then throws the boulder in mid air and then pulling his right hand down then back up in the air with his left arm curved to his side. Then a invisible force of powerful wind broke the boulder into hundreds of shards which remained in the air. Vartock jumps into the air and then the vibrating force of his third eye pushed the shards full force at speeds 100 times faster than sound. Vartock anticipating that seto might teleport or deflect or retaliate in some way start to read seto's body language upon his reaction. Vartock then landed back to the ground and concentrated a huge amount of his energy into forming a large dark cloud over the top of seto's tree. Vartock then using his negative energy to manipulate the cloud to turn dark as if it was a storm cloud ready to strike lightening. The thunder starting to rumble within seconds the electricity came striking down into the spot seto was standing in.

Vartock

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100% HP

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50% EN

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Conditions - normal

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Then Vartock watched really closely waiting for seto to react or move for whatever he was about to do next he was focused and studying him intently so he could move in fast enough to try and land his ultimate combo. Vartock was really enjoying this on the inside but on the outside he had to set his emotions aside and stay focused for he was fighting a duke. after seeing his teleportation technique there was no way he was gonna underestimate seto at any cost. Vartock anticipated that if seto was capable of getting out of this then his next attack then he knew the fight was over so he had to make sure he had done all he could for this sparring session to feel complete before the fight ends.

 

Well at least he was quick on his feet, Seto would give him that much, being able to sense where he had teleported to and turning his back to face him just in time as his black sphere of dark energy came hurling at him. For a moment it had looked like Vartock had decided to give up but this was far from the truth for anyone whom was trained. It was was as he had predicted, all the energy Vartock had harnessed so far was transferred into his third eye which acted as a conduit or a center point for his energy. Seemingly at the last moment, the energy from Vartock's body ruptured, spilling the energy outwards around his body, taking the form of an aura. A smile came opon Seto's face when he noticed the man infront of him in the distance using his energy in the same regard he had only moments ago, infusing his feet with his energy to keep himself in place in an effort to brace himself for the attack. Vartock didn't show no fear, nor hesitation, instead he controlled his breathing and reminaed himself calm. When it was time, Vartock move into action, his magic infused hands took the initiative, coming into contact with his ebony sphere of energy and attemped to deflect it with his hands alone. Using solely his hands would grant immediate yet the wasn't case. When it seemed like it was over, Vartock unleashed his surprise, his third eye flashed open, unleashing a powerful ray of energy that blinded everything in their vicinity.

Such an attack even cought him off guard initially. He attempted to shield his eyes with his right arm but he wasn't fast enough. Everything was....white now, he couldn't see anything but a plane of existence covered only in white. Still even being blind, Seto's eyes remained widened in amazement, such amazement filled his cold heart with joy, It had been so long since he had found someone with such potenial. Perhaps this man deserved a bit more credit than he had given orginally? Although what he had given already was quite generous since he almost never gave credit to anyone in this forsaken world. Normally such an ability would work on most people, unforunutely for him......he ate novice players for breakfeast, especially those who were of the aggorant type. For his next move, his hands would need to be free so using the lot of his hands, he sheathed his Odachi in it's saya before choosing to join his hands together to weave a ram handsign with his eye's closed. He closed the outside world for a few moments in an effort to concentrate, focusing his energy within his body to one centeral point which was of course his hands. When he felt he had acquired the necessary amount, he laid the tips of his joined index and middle fingers against the top of his nose in between his eyes. He wasted no time in releasing his energy trapped in his hands into his eyes, causing his eyes flash open as well take on a vile dark purple aura similar to his sword.

He couldn't explain it but he could see like a regular person at the risk of being color blinded but that was considered an acceptable trade off. His eye vision came back just in time as Vartock sprinited towards a boulder and used his mouterous strength to lift it and threw at Seto yet in mid air, Vartock used some unknown ability to break it apart into many parts. Such a sight make his attack like a shotgun being fired at him.

Seto

Seto gritted his teeth at the sight of a death being thrown at him
"Tsck....Damm......This one determined, I'll give him that much."

With little time to react, Seto threw himself to the side, his rolling body just barely missing him by a feet or two. If Vartock was going to throw a counterattack at, he figured he would as well but how would Vartock handle his next attack? Seto pulled himself up on one knee before slamming his right hand on the ground, sending a large amount of energy into the ground.

Ebony Mist

(Crowd Control/Magical )
Casts a black mist over the battle area, causing decent amount of sap(HP) damage for ten turns, moderate energy consumption
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Out of nowhere, the battlefield became blackened as the dark energies released by the Ebony Duke began to take form of a vile, back mist that began sucking the lifeforce of everything it touched. It wouldn't take long for the wildlife and vegetation to die and Vartock wasn't careful, he could die but Seto wasn't finished just yet with yet with his attack. He still wouldn't his Odachi for this attack either, instead he was going to use a weaker varient of his most powerful attack. He closed his eyes and brought his hands together behind him. With that he collected the energy he needed into hands, this time all the energy he began taking the form a purple ball in the palm of his hands. He contiuned to gather up energy, he combined his Malefimancy and Arcanamancy abilities into one, creating the attack he would unleash next. After a few minutes of storing so much energy into his hands, he hand began to shake so widely he knew he wouldn't be able to contain it any longer so without hesitation, he brought his hand forward, causing the sphere to burst free from it's creator.

Abyss Wave

(Offensive/Magical/Malefimancy/Arcanamancy - short to long range )
The caster gathers a decent amount of energy from his body and puts into his hands. When such energy in their hands, the caster transforms the energy by adding the combined natures of Malefimancy and Arcanamancy together, the caster when ready than unleashes the energy from their hands, creating a large light purple ray which becomes powerful at long range with deadly accuracy. Has a chance of causing a blindness for several turns if the victim wasn't using a defensive mastery the turn before(Guard/Shield etc)
Moderate damage, semi-moderate energy consumption

The energy wave roared through the sky, straight for Vartock.​

Seto Kurama, The Ebony Duke of Southern Astorea

100% HP

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50% EN

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Condition - moderately fatigued

 

Vartock, his eyes closed this whole time only feeling the instinct of the changes in the area around him. as he watched seto's very movements his energy dispersing and his black mist covering the area. Vartock Started to laugh a little to himself as if seto had entertained him this whole time. Vartock was getting ready to attack, however, before Vartock could react he saw a large ray of energy coming right for him. vartock's eyes grew widened with surprise but then quickly shut them and his emotions down. Vartock Concentrated his mind his third eye shutting now and his energy transformed into silver like aura. Then after Vartock finished concentrating his energy. it was time for him to face this attack full force as a smile creeped up around his face. All eyes opened however his third eye remained closed. He stared up at seto with a smile as dark tattoos began to take form on his body. (remember he is still muscular that didn't change)




Vartock then began to ball up his right fist as he crossed his arms in front of himself to protect his body but was ready to face the attack without fear without any restraint. This time, his third eye remained shut and he took setos attack full force as it blasted him into the ground. Vartock became unconscious as everything went black in a split of a second, he knew the fight was over and he knew that he had much much more to learn but he had already casted enough of his energy anymore then he would probably die his health would drop tremendously but at least his show of zero fear for death would have won seto over and his hopes that if he survives this attack that he could serve this duke in anyway possible.

Vartock wanted this, he wanted to feel this pain so he could feel what it felt like to virtually hurt as well as in reality. Vartock loved every single moment of this fight and realized what he had to learn and how much he still needed to learn and was willing to do whatever it took to do so.

Vartock

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1% HP

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50% EN

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Conditions - unconscious.

" [/text]

 

Seto joined his hands together under his Kimono's sleeves at the sight of the warrior whom closed himself off from the rest of the world in an effort to focus on the objective at hand. The changing of his aura caught his attention all right, especially with that grin Vartock had on his face. Seto smirked himself, he figured Vartock had one last ace up his sleeve as a horde of dark tattoo's appeared all over his body. The Suden appreance of such tatto's on his body could mean many things but what? Seto's mind couldn't help but run the many questions that kept running in his mind since he had never seen such an ability in use before. It didn't matter in the end seeing Vartock had taken his Abyss Wave attack directly. Under normal circumstances, Seto wouldn't consider such a move foolhardy but this man before showed something different.....A will of fire to live on and a code of honor to live up to. Despite knowing he could very well die by his blast, instead of fleeing like a coward, this man before him showed showed he was a true warrior, willing to accept death and have a warrior's death. Such a feat truely made Seto happy in a way he hadn't been in such a long time since the time he had spent with Alia. As far as Seto cared, this man while weaker then himself deserved respect and with the right training, Seto firmly believed that perhaps one day, he could become stronger than even him.

Much to his surprise and prehaps to his relief, It didn't look as If Vartock had been killed by his energy wave since it appeared Vartock had collapsed to the ground. Seto was more than used to seeing dead corpses in the real world and in Terrasphere, If he had killed Vartock, either his body would have been destroyed in the attack to the point a portion of his body would had disintegrated or at the least, he would have began to bleed out from his injuries yet that was niether the case. Did he perform an ability he wasn't aware of? What type of ability could he have used in his final moments? Seto shook his head, it didn't matter, the sparring match was over and it was time to decide what to do although it was a simple choice. He couldn't say he enjoyed dealing with new players, most times than not, most were foools and perverts but not this one, no he was far different and show much promise with a mindset similar to his own. That was an offer he simply couldn't refuse could he? There was only one issue with Vartock, If he was so similar to himself than he would have to stand viligent in case he ever desired power or saw an ounce of weakness.........For now Seto would take that chance and If he felt it was necessary, he would take Vartock's life as payment.​

Seto sighed with his eyes closed before flashing them open again, it was still midday and the winds were still strong so this little detour didn't do much to delay his arrival to Dormont and Castle Dormont so one more detour wouldn't be anymore worse. Slowly, Seto walked over to the seemingly unconscious corpse of Vartock and got on one of his knee's. He placed his left hand over his heart on his chest while he placed his right hand on Vartock's back. He really didn't want to perform this ability again but it seemed he had little choice unless he wanted to wait nearly a day for Vartock to rise again....."What a drag" Seto muttered quietly to himself. There Seto began what was needed to heal Vartock of his wounds, draining his very own life force from within his body and into the body of Vartock by rushing the flows of his energy from his heart into his hand which was used as a bridge to connect the two bodies. Seto hadn't used this ability many times, using this ability took longer than he had expected with the ending result being a Duke who began to have issue's breathing as If his very life was slowly being sucked out of his being. It was not something that could be described, it could only be felt. After a few minutes and struggling to breath from his lungs being crushed by his own energy, he was finally done. Seto took his hand off Vartock and fell towards the ground with only his arms to catch. It took another minute before Seto was able to recompose himself and pull himself up. As usual, his hands laid together under his kimono's sleeves as he stared at Vartock's body from a feet away.

Seto

"Come now, you should be awake now. Our sparring match has came to an end so there is no need to have hostilities. I have given you nearly thirty percent of my life force energy so you should be as long as you don't do anything foolish.

You should come with me warrior, there is no need for you to waste your skills and potenial with the likes of the idiotic fools of this world. Join me and you shall be doing something meaningful besides training although it is without a doubt your power will increase as well.

Your potenial is great, even more so than myself when I joined this world. With training, fighting on the fields of battle within war and clinging to the will of fire, I know you could become even stronger than myself. Seeing you are a person similar to myself, you could learn a great amount of knowledge, not just martial ability but a great many of things as well."

Seto Kurama, The Ebony Duke of Southern Astorea

70% HP

MAX HP

50% EN

MAX EN

Condition - moderately fatigued, slightly wounded

 

Vartock

"

30% HP

MAX HP

50% EN

MAX EN

Conditions - injured, bruised, burnt.

" [/text]

Vartock Struggled to wake up as he sat up Breathing heavily, his breaths labored as he remained silent and vigil for a moment. Vartock stood up on both feet as if the pain he had just endured was making him feel stronger. Vartock groaned in pain as the tattoos that were on his body started fading away and dark electricity start to zap around his body. Vartock with a look of disorientation and disbelief on his face as far as what had just happened. He then brushed the dirt off of his shoulders and looked seto dead in the eyes glaring at him with a blank stare.

Vartock

" I will show you why I can look into the minds of others when we head back to wherever you're from and it would be a great honor to serve you.
"Vartock kneeled down on one knee crossing his right forearm across his chest"
This is a sign of my respect, treat it with care I don't do this for men that don't stand equal in my eyes."

Vartock Wanted tell him about his blacksmithing abilities but since he had already accomplished his mission there was no point. Vartock decided to wait until after he showed seto his visions and his nightmares before telling him what his capabilities were. Vartock seemed puzzled after he stood up again from kneeling. The tattoos that appeared on his body sent fear into his heart but he couldn't understand why. He had just spawned in this dimension and yet this feeling that was creeping up on him was all too familiar somehow.

Vartock

" Well we better get going the pack of wolves will come if we don't head to dormont
"Vartock grabbed his duffle bag off the ground which somehow remained undamaged this whole time"
I am happy to hear you have great faith in me, I foresee myself to be a great warrior, yes, I have accomplished 2 things today your attention and your respect, the sparring match was because I was bored and I needed the practice *Vartock cracks up laughing sarcastically* Just kidding but now I know a lot about you more than I thought I would and I have great respect for you duke, I foresee you to be an even greater warrior in the near future."

Vartock however was still unsure as to why the tattoos appeared on his body, he questioned himself...were they some new found power he hadn't just connected with yet?
The answer to these questions kept him puzzled and blank in the expression of his face. due to the territory returning back after the energy was completely dispersed the area looked like a dead wasteland but to Vartock it was normal. He showed no more emotion than what he had already gave as the wind blew by fast. Vartock's thick black hair blowing into his face as usual he pulled his hair back with his right hand.

It's not everyday you get to meet a fighter capable of showing you things you never knew about yourself before. Seto and Vartock began to walk away and left brisshal to head to dormont. The land of the farms, upon leaving brisshal Vartock had stopped and looked back once more as if making a mental memory of this area thinking he would return here someday. After making his mental note he turned around as the two enter dormont where a different adventure would begin.

Vartock a warrior of honor and dark attitude but could not place why he had such dark demeanor about himself. his past life of having no parents or siblings haunted his dreams every night like a thorn in his side. He remembers loud screaming of children and women and then blackness but he can never understand why. his nightmares tore him up from the inside out and it's why he forced his emotions out with great control over them. If I was going to be a great warrior Vartock thought to himself than I cannot allow my emotions to get in my way. Vartock's dreams every night ended up reverting back to the tattoos crawling all over his body. he continued to wonder if he had been cursed when he was born or if he was cursed during that battle or maybe the tattoos were a marking of an unknown ability he unlocked. Either way whatever they were he was surely to find out eventually. Vartock was always determined like that even from the time he was little, determined to fight, motivated to survive, just to breathe another pointless day in a god forsaken world. He realised today he had met a great mentor who could teach him the ways of this world. Seto was very powerful and very strong, it's not a quality he had seen in others before him in his past life. he looked up to him like his previous mentors and Vartock Was feeling much more content now that they were back on the road and moving. Vartock was always ready to face the unknown without fear with curiousness more than anything else. I remember one thing my sensei taught me when I was young, Vartock thought to himself. Vartock begins having a flashback of his old master- Vartock remember only you can choose whether you live or die nobody has that power not even god or the devil himself they only instrument the teachings and the tools necessary to your survival the rest in up to you- Those words stuck to him like glue and he would never forget those words or his teachings.

 

With how Vartock was beginng to move despite the heavy breathing that was taking him over, his dark managed to do the trick in healing him albeit at the cost of a portion of his own health. His hands remained together as he watched Vartock pull himself off from the ground while at the same time groaning from the pain he was forced to endure. Out from the corner of his eye, he noticed the fading of the black markings over Vartock's body, it became apparent that his body could no longer sustain such an ability before taking notice of the warrior's eyes staring him dead in the eyes yet Seto stood unfazed and in control of the situation, he didn't believe Vartock was foolish enough to assault him after he had just did. He may used a considerable amount of energy but he would be far from defenseless If he tried his hands at another assualt even If he could no longer weild his magic as before. When decided to break the silence and speak what was on his mind, Seto gave him his undivided attention. It was a tad shocking for the man wanted to say he wanted to serve him but he wasn't against the idea since he knew of the potienal he held within his own body and how the man behind the man acted to. it was clear as day to Seto what to do but he would let Vartock finish before doing anything just yet.

From his eyes, Seto watched Vartock kneel before him and cross his chest with his hand before telling him his respect wasn't earned easily. The more this man spoke to him, the easier it seemed the two would get along, probably as well as his relationship with Aalam which was a tight knit relationship when it came to a lord and his retainer. Once he stood once more before giving the remark of the two being in danger of being assault by Brisshal's wolves, something Seto had almost forgotten about at the moment due to the sparring match he just had. Seto was at well glad to see Vartock could read his mind enough that he had faith in the warrior that stood before him, with how things could go in this world, the future was bright for the both of them within his shades of grey kingdom that Seto was to build in the future. Along with the others that serve, Vartock had the chance to become a noble in his own right If he played his cards right.

Seto looked over his shoulder, looking down the cobblstone path to see If anything was coming. He looked past Vartock as well, both points of the road were clear at the moment so this would work out for what he had planned next.
Seto exhaled slowly, releasing the air trapped in his lungs before he turned around and drew his eyes on Vartock. With a gesture of his hand, he signeled Vartock to kneel before him once more.

Seto

"It is good you have shown how serious in this matter and you gone to the next step in swearing feality to me however If your serious, we must make it offical. There is no dishonor in taking an offical oath of feality.

If Vartock understood his words and kneeled as requested by the Ebony Duke,
Seto would reveal his hands draw his Odachi out of it's saya and hold it with both of his hands

"Vartock of Brisshal, upon this day, will you pledge your fealty to House Kurama, and stand as a warrior as well as a blacksmith?"

Vartock, will you abandon any personal ambition and give up the normal pleasures of a man and a woman to be the sword and hammer of House Kurama and the Southern Duchy of Astorea? To watch over House Kurama and all her enemies for it's own sake as well as your own?"


Seto Stared down at Vartock, he gripped his Odachi and lowered the blade to touch both the shoulders of Aalam Abungu gently

"Let it be known by the Ebony Duke of Astorea and by the gods of this realm that I, Seto Kurama of Astorea, do herby declaire this man as a warrior and as a blacksmith of House Kurama with all it's rights and privilages, from this day forth, you shall answer to no one but myself and King Astor the first of Astorea, may you serve House Kurama and Astorea faithfully as I will be need in your oncrediable strength in arms and the world of smithing, now arise Vartock, warrior and blacksmith of House Kurama."

Seto than sheathed his Odachi back into it's saya on his back and crossed his arms as he waited for Aalam to rise once more.

 

Vartock Feeling very honored and placed for once at peace with himself as he rose back up to his feet and with a genuine smile on his face ready to face what was next. This would be his only chance but the fact that seto had wanted him to be his blacksmith without needing to sell the idea to him worked perfectly. This day could not of been more that as good as it gotten for him. Though it was quite sudden Vartock was ready to serve and train hard and grow fast in this world, he still seemed eager for another fight, despite the pain he had already endured. Vartock however is not foolish enough to start another fight especially after he was wanting to get back to this castle and become apart of this man's kingdom.

Vartock

" Well seto, you're in luck, I am already a blacksmith, and I know you won't be disappointed by the end of this life of what I can prove for you."

Vartock then was feeling very curious as to what the kingdom of astorea looked like and even so forth who this king of astorea was. Vartock loved meeting new people because he himself would love to be king someday. Vartock however could easily settle for a family life to train his son up to be a warrior strong enough to become king. one way or another that was a destiny he wanted for his kid and fate he would wove in his soul before his birth. Vartock wanted his son to be a great warrior but whatever his son wanted to do with his life, vartock would love him no less. Vartock often thought of finding a wife and having children with her and settling as a blacksmith to make money to raise a family. Yet vartock still can be warrior enough for his own ambitions. Though with this life seto was offering he had to commit and there is no turning back now and why would I want to? Vartock asked himself. This man and his kingdom will be the perfect set up and to be a noble? Vartock's plans to gain power and use it for his own advantages were already looking bright. I always have ulterior motives and secret ambitions that if I played my cards right Seto would help him seek out and accomplish. First in order for any of it to work he had to play the puppet on the string for a while to gain his trust. However, If the event comes up that he could die within the next years of his life he wanted to leave a strong respected mark upon his kingdom. he wanted to be the next Ragnar Lothbrok The most famous Viking of his time who proved the impossible was possible and showed that he could defy any odds in front of him. Vartock Stood at the ready next to seto as he did he little ceremony with him and make his smile genuine so seto would not think anything less. Vartock could tell seto was feeling very good about taking on another blacksmith. Seto seemed a bit anxious and it would seem if he was offering me a place by his side as a noble, then his world is in need of a decent ass kicking for reality. Vartock chuckled in his mind but wanted to make Seto know he was being very real. Vartock however knew better, seto was a master of the dark arts which would mean his power and knowledge could help him become as he said an even better warrior. Vartock then looked at seto dead in his eyes his face turned blank as the wind breezed his hair in his face but stood still as he spoke.

Vartock

"It's time we move and make our next adventure together, I am very interested in seeing your castle and meeting your king, and I would love nothing better than to serve as your noble by your side it would be my pleasure. *Vartock Grinned* "

Vartock folded his arms and waited for seto to make his next move.