My first ro fanfic, not really a good writer but if u could recommend me some really good writers here, I'll be sure to lookup and get a feel on how they write things. I played in pRO and trinity private server . The characters involved in this story ranged from a variety of classes as I see each of them do have good and bad points. Although seeing a perverted priest is a common thing to find in most fanfics; So read on, give this chapter a chance and I hope you won't get bored before the funny and climatic parts start.
Prontera, capital city of Midgard.
The main square bustled with daily activity; youngsters playing with Novices, Merchants selling goods, adventurers walking in and out of the main streets. The Prontera soldiers are always there to keep a look out on skill spammers, vulgar abusing individuals and conmen pretending to be representatives of the government.
Inside the Item Shop, Anna had just bought some items one of the adventurers had came to sell. Well, some may not be appropriate for a blacksmith who spends nights and days killing Nightmares and Whisper ghosts. And he was covered in dried blood, over powering sweat and decayed bodies. The shop was empty since his arrival.
"Here's your money, Harun." Anna said in between covered nose.
"Much appreciated, Anna." He grinned with his smoking pipe clinging onto the edge of his lip.
His sunglasses were a little cracked and caked in dried mud. So was his majestic goat that propped well onto his long dark red hair. His cart, the highest level one could attained, needed cleaning too. The smith lifted his cart and proceeded to leave.
"Take a bath before u come here, Harun." Anna made a face.
Harun paused and laughed.
"I'll remember that." He said before he stepped out, remembering that was the same thing he said the last time.
Somewhere south of prontera.
"Xuan! pronounced as shuen Wait up! You walk too fast!" Although the female priest was able to keep up with her male counterpart, she just can't maneuver in a crowded street as well as her friend.
"Hurry up Leena!" He shook his head as she finally caught up and continued walking.
Xuan, with his wild white hair and silver eyes, was sometimes mistaken for an assassin member because he can be really cold sometimes. The shimmering in his irises confirmed the fact that they could not be mistaken for grey orbs. He looked old with his mini glasses and the biretta but the young priest just reached adulthood.
Leena on the other hand was a total opposite of Xuan. If Xuan was winter then she would be spring. Her two pony tailed hair was a stark bright green, she had dyed them because the color look so bright and fresh. Her eyes were the clearest of ocean blue and the twin red ribbons, along with the tail ribbons that she adorned gave a contrasting color to her fair skin. Which Xuan had always said she looked pale as ghost.
The surrounding air suddenly changed as theyentered the main square.
Behind! Both priests thought in alarm.
They quickly leapt in opposite directions as a large boulder dropped to where they once stood. Luckily those around them had either fled or were inches away from it. Xuan landed on the sidewalk, a couple of merchants huddled fearfully behind him. Another boulder flew in his direction, this time, his barrier spell took the impact and was pushed back a few centimeters. Xuan turned and was glad the merchants are safe.
Leena, stood hidden in the alley and helping the injured escape. An earth shattering roar brought to their attention and there stood, a three headed dragon and the four elemental dragons that surround it. Behind them, a gigantic wolf, borned out of ice, casted a Stormgust spell on the ground. The other more experienced fighters fought on while the Kafra employees are doing their best in teleporting out the unconscious victims.
A thief suddenly rushed past Xuan, much to his horror, and dashed straight towards the dragons. His face was covered by those flu masks and purple shades, the sakkat partially covered his blonde hair. He was within metres away from the dragon when he was suddenly grabbed by the collar and zoomed into one of the alleys.
"Let go of me, old man!" He struggled.
The priest had unimaginable strength to be able to run at such speed and still carrying a thief in one hand. The white haired priest shot him a glare, the man did not look old at all.
"Like hell I will!" Xuan retort.
Suddenly he stopped, the pathway blocked by a mob of ancient mummies. It could mean Osiris was around, leader of those ancient mummies or it could just mean someone lured every single ancient mummy to one spot and decided to see what happens next. He hoped for the latter, there's no way he could handle an Osiris by himself.
Slash! Slash!
The thief, that had managed to escape Xuan's grasp, was slicing and dicing monsters too high for someone of his ability. Yet, he effortlessly dodged the mummies' attack with ease and was able to avert even their spells. Xuan clenched his fist, things had to be done.
The thief suddenly realized he got stronger and faster. The blue shimmering light in his body threw the direction to the priest.
"I don't need your buffs old man!" The thief shouted, two mummies attacked from behind but the barrier spell blocked it.
"Just shut up and fight!" Xuan shouted back as he used his healing powers to attack the undead.
"Stop ordering me around!"
"You ungrateful little brat!" Icy daggers shot at each other.
"Picking a fight, Reverand!" as if a priest could defeat him.