Emperor Cinquleur
A Short Story by Alurane
The time had arrived in bustling city of Moorabella.
Five of the most prestegious of any warriors arrived via luxury airship that day. From the carpet that descended from the huge Ordalia Airships cruiser came the Kings and their Emperor.
Red Mage Ruuj, the beautiful and scantily-clad Red King, was naturally nervous. Being the lowest of the best usually did that, and she felt as though the multitude of people there would look down on her. By no means was she weak. She easily defeated a family of raging ivory wyrms in her home at Fluorgis. Then again, that really didn't compare with the others.
Baralai, the hume Blue King, wasn't worried in the least. As a supremely self confident tamer of beasts and magicks, he had just about become the major brawn of the group, himself and Ruuj. They made an unbeatable team as one, but on his own, Baralai slayed a crushatarice, close to the size of a Ordalian airship. Plus its fifteen crushatarice adult offspring.
Behind him was Black King Nware, a moogle, and a feisty one at that. Not only had his skills of the elements given him quite some points on the primer, his skills as a magister had calmed oceans from boiling rage, thunderstorms from unquenchable squalls and torandoes from their furious rotation. Nware was most powerful he was one with the earth, which was probably why he shivered when his furry feet touched the cold, snow covered cobblestone of Moorabella's Central Square.
White King Maryiise, in his warm, red and white priest robes hobbled down the stairway from the airship. Ever since he graduated from Moorabella's own akademy, then went on to graduate from Goug, Camao, Graszton, Fluorgis, even Targ- he is regarded as one of the most brilliant nu mou in the history of Ivalice. His bedside manner as the Cinquluer's white magister was undeniably impressive , and his care was unbeatable. He had been with Cinquleur the longest, and was even it's former Emperor.
However, that had changed.
Their new Emperor, Antony, was something else.
A hume with dark hair from his solitary, indoor studies and piercing green eyes, he is a seer unparallelled. He has the skill - by skill, we refer to his aid during the The Never War with Rozarria and Archadia, in which he destroyed the Archades Aerial Fort Bahamut with a massive firestorm - to be compared with the likes of Lezaford the Archmage.
His attitude is childish, due to the fact he's only 19, but that is to be expected. He still shows how well he led his clan through their journey into a new land, and he still has yet to to show his true powers, when the time is right.
Together, they will carve their legend into Ivalician history.