It was a normal day at the Griel Mercenaries camp. The sun was gleming down on the camp and it was quite hot. Soren was checking supplies and others were talking and training. Lethe and Mordecai, the newest members, where standing off by themselves talking to each other, not yet willing to trust the beroc. They were scheduled to set off soon. Suddenly a grey haired figure walked into the camp.
"Can I help you?" Ike asked
The man looked around for a moment, checking out the people in the camp and the layout of it. Ike was staring at him. His grey hair was a little longer than Soren's and his eyes were green. The structure of his body implied that he had not eaten in a very long time. Finally, after about a minute of silence he answered
"You are Ike, are you not?" He asked. Ike replied "Yes…yes I am, what do you need?"
The man's expression changed from blank to a grin.
"I'm not sure why I'm supposed to do this, but I was apparently hired to kill you, ready your sword and defend yourself."
At that moment everyone stopped and looked at the man as he unsheathed his sword and swung it at Ike. Ike immediately sprung into action, dodging the sword strike and striking back. The man easily dodged the attack and sprung backwards. The pointed his sword at Ike and charged at inhuman speed. He slashed at Ike around five times, three of them were blocked and one missed. The other one, however, hit Ike in the leg. With his new leg injury it was hard to get up, but Ike sprung up like there was nothing wrong. The searing pain in his leg would have to be ignored.
"Your much stronger than I gave you credit for." He chuckled "I might actually have to try."
In a flash of light a fireball nearly missed Ike. He spun around to see a tent in flames. He pointed his sword at the man and looked at his hand, there was a small tome in it. Ike asked. "Who are you?" The man laughed and said, "To be honest with you, I don't know."
Ike was getting tired of this man's games. He grabbed a second sword, threw it, and charged at the man. He dodged the flying sword but was too slow to stop the second one. It slashed him in strait in the shoulder. He dropped his weapon and fell to the ground.
"Damn, you've bested me." He said. He lowered his head and said ,"Go ahead."
Everyone had watched the battle, even the laguz. Titania was relived that she didn't need to step in. Lethe walked up to the stranger. She grabbed the man and hoisted him up.
"I'll take the beroc and lock him up." She flicked her tail. "I might be able to get a few answers out of the human."
Ike agreed to this. Lethe took him to the "brig." In reality it was just a tent with a human sized cage in it, somewhat comical for a prison. The tent wasn't taken care of properly, there were holes in it and it was moldy. The cage was rusted, and not the best place to keep someone with strength. She threw him in the cage and locked it.
"Have fun in your play pin human." She was almost out of the tent when she thought, "Could it really be him?"