(Note: It's been a while since I played Suikoden 2 and I'm not sure of
certain things, like what happened to the Stars of Destiny after the war or
for example where Karen were staying. However, I hope that you will take
these facts in consideration when you R&R it, which I hope you will do…and
for this novel I've chosen the best ending…the one where…you
know…heh…Anyway, since Riou has been the name spoken of in the novel, I've
chosen to use it for "Hero2", Also, as I recall the army's called Dunan,
but I'm not sure at all about this…Also, the story takes place around a
year after the Dunan Unification War, which is the name (I think) for
"Suikoden2's war")
The Brotherhood of Sin
Prologue
The bright light danced across the room of the Kuskus Inn, the rising sun was prettier than ever. Karen rose partially and stretched her arms over her head with a yawn, the gold bracelets around her wrists descending slightly. As she ran her fingers through her hair she noticed that it was in a bit of a mess. She had a habit of tossing and turning when she was warm, and according to the white nightgown – covered with small lace embroideries at the neckband – she had indeed been sweating.
She looked out the window. A slight breeze curling the silk curtains reminded her of the wonderful picnic with Esteban that would come later this day. Esteban, who is a soldier in the Dunan army – which was also the place where they met- made Karen swoon, almost anyway, just by looking at her with those dark intense eyes he has.
For a short moment, she smiled; but as quickly as her smiling expression appeared, it merged into a horrific ear-piercing scream as a man covered entirely in silver - including around his head, revealing only his cold, lifeless eyes- appeared from nowhere and plunged a dagger into her body. Quickly, the surrounding area of the dagger turned crimson. The assassin walked away, his silver clothing shone brightly as the sun reflected on it. The only thing he left behind was the bloody dagger, with a small engraving on the blade: Vi skall förgöra er alla.
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Hoi, once again roaming the world in his search for free food and accommodation appearing to be Lord Riou, has now entered Banner village, taking the boat from Radat.
"Thank you for letting me accompany you, fisherman." Hoi said, trying to sound as noble as he possibly could. As he had journeyed across the former City-State of Jowston, he had learned that the people expected Riou to be of royal birth.
At one time, he had overheard a conversation between a merchant and surely half the restaurant's guests, in which he was at that time eating, including some of the maids. The merchant spoke of magnificent expeditions and heroic deeds with Lord Riou as the leader, that he had been involved in all of the recent wars around the world – which seemed strange since two of the wars took place at the same time, at two places very far from each other. He also spoke of Lord Riou being Barbarossa's son in, as well as the rightful leader of Harmonia and countries far beyond the Grasslands. Of course, the merchant's throat was very dry and the guests kept calling the maids for more sake.
"...R?…Sir?" Hoi almost fell to the ground, surprised of "waking" up from his thoughts. He had done it once again, losing himself for the depths of his head. It was a common occurrence these days.
He nodded to the fisherman before turning the other way around, embarking on his way towards the Toran Republic. As he came out in the woods he started to wander off once again, never noticing the man in silver coming towards him with a dagger in his hand. From a distance, the blade looked like an ordinary one but if Hoi had looked, he would have seen an engraving: Vi skall förgöra er alla
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"Have they been eliminated?" The rough voice asked, mildly irritated that his plans had not yet been achieved.
"No, Maestre…not yet." A voice with a familiar ring to it said. Even though this spell protected him from any curious eyes: The only thing his assassins saw was the wall behind him; but in turn, all he saw was the wall behind them. This proved to be quite problematic at certain times, but he couldn't risk that his identity were to be exposed. If his assassins learned of it, they could betray him if they were caught.
"How far have you gotten?" the man referred to as Maestre asked.
"Only a few remain now that Karen and Hoi are dead, but they are among the deadliest. Our attempt to kill Viktor failed as well as against Shu, although his bodyguards are no more." Once again, the familiar voice spoke.
The Maestre could almost sense this assassin's thirst for blood, and he knew that the man had smiled when anything had been said, that even remotely had reminded him of death, killing and blood. It was then that he knew whom the voice belonged to…
--TO BE CONTINUED--
The Brotherhood of Sin
Prologue
The bright light danced across the room of the Kuskus Inn, the rising sun was prettier than ever. Karen rose partially and stretched her arms over her head with a yawn, the gold bracelets around her wrists descending slightly. As she ran her fingers through her hair she noticed that it was in a bit of a mess. She had a habit of tossing and turning when she was warm, and according to the white nightgown – covered with small lace embroideries at the neckband – she had indeed been sweating.
She looked out the window. A slight breeze curling the silk curtains reminded her of the wonderful picnic with Esteban that would come later this day. Esteban, who is a soldier in the Dunan army – which was also the place where they met- made Karen swoon, almost anyway, just by looking at her with those dark intense eyes he has.
For a short moment, she smiled; but as quickly as her smiling expression appeared, it merged into a horrific ear-piercing scream as a man covered entirely in silver - including around his head, revealing only his cold, lifeless eyes- appeared from nowhere and plunged a dagger into her body. Quickly, the surrounding area of the dagger turned crimson. The assassin walked away, his silver clothing shone brightly as the sun reflected on it. The only thing he left behind was the bloody dagger, with a small engraving on the blade: Vi skall förgöra er alla.
------
Hoi, once again roaming the world in his search for free food and accommodation appearing to be Lord Riou, has now entered Banner village, taking the boat from Radat.
"Thank you for letting me accompany you, fisherman." Hoi said, trying to sound as noble as he possibly could. As he had journeyed across the former City-State of Jowston, he had learned that the people expected Riou to be of royal birth.
At one time, he had overheard a conversation between a merchant and surely half the restaurant's guests, in which he was at that time eating, including some of the maids. The merchant spoke of magnificent expeditions and heroic deeds with Lord Riou as the leader, that he had been involved in all of the recent wars around the world – which seemed strange since two of the wars took place at the same time, at two places very far from each other. He also spoke of Lord Riou being Barbarossa's son in, as well as the rightful leader of Harmonia and countries far beyond the Grasslands. Of course, the merchant's throat was very dry and the guests kept calling the maids for more sake.
"...R?…Sir?" Hoi almost fell to the ground, surprised of "waking" up from his thoughts. He had done it once again, losing himself for the depths of his head. It was a common occurrence these days.
He nodded to the fisherman before turning the other way around, embarking on his way towards the Toran Republic. As he came out in the woods he started to wander off once again, never noticing the man in silver coming towards him with a dagger in his hand. From a distance, the blade looked like an ordinary one but if Hoi had looked, he would have seen an engraving: Vi skall förgöra er alla
------
"Have they been eliminated?" The rough voice asked, mildly irritated that his plans had not yet been achieved.
"No, Maestre…not yet." A voice with a familiar ring to it said. Even though this spell protected him from any curious eyes: The only thing his assassins saw was the wall behind him; but in turn, all he saw was the wall behind them. This proved to be quite problematic at certain times, but he couldn't risk that his identity were to be exposed. If his assassins learned of it, they could betray him if they were caught.
"How far have you gotten?" the man referred to as Maestre asked.
"Only a few remain now that Karen and Hoi are dead, but they are among the deadliest. Our attempt to kill Viktor failed as well as against Shu, although his bodyguards are no more." Once again, the familiar voice spoke.
The Maestre could almost sense this assassin's thirst for blood, and he knew that the man had smiled when anything had been said, that even remotely had reminded him of death, killing and blood. It was then that he knew whom the voice belonged to…
--TO BE CONTINUED--