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One day after the duel, halkeginia, Kirche's room, King Ravik 1st person pov
I was observing the rising sun over the horizon as i hear Kirche wake up "good morning" i said, noticing she didn't wince as much at my voice anymore. "Good morming, Ravik" she greeted back, we spoke after the duel, during that conversation, she asked if she could be on a first name basis with me, i was unfamiliar with this concept, but after she explained i accepted, not seeing the trouble in it. "Have you any plans for today?" I asked, not wanting to sit inside a room, twiddling my thumbs as my armor rusts. "Yes, we're going to get you a sword, one that isn't snapped in half." I nodded and turned my back to Kirche, she explained how it was rude to stare at a woman while she's changing, i didn't see the point, but obliged anyway.
As she finished we started walking through the academy halls i asked if she didn't have any classes to attend to, she said it was the "day of the void" whatever that is, somewhere along the way we ran into Louise and Saito, who's wounds had healed since i last saw him, they appeared to be going to the nearby city too, i was looking forward to seeing how humans would try their hand at building a city.
5 minutes later, same place, academy hallway, King Ravik 1st person pov
After we let Saito and Louise go to the city ahead of us, Kirche filled me in on how she would win Saito over from louise by tempting him with a nice sword, seeing as how Louise was going for the very same thing, and so was i now that i thought of it, what a peculiar coincidence.
She told me how she planned to get to the city using Tabitha, or more specifically, her dragon, Sylphid.
I was excited, like a newly created armor spirit about to be bound for the first time, it would be my first time on a dragon in centuries! "You seem rather upbeat, Ravik, why is that?" Was Kirche's question, to wich i reaponded "how could i not be? In khalingar, dragons were very well respected animals, to be allowed to ride one was considered a great honor." I said matter-of-factly, Kirche looked about to respond, but we had arrived.
Same time, same place, Kirche 3rd person pov
I knocked on the door yelling "tabitha! Open up!" But i recieve no response, so i knock again, and again, and nothing, i was about to break the door open when Ravik beat me to it, with a wave of his hand and a brief flash of the runes that were present there, the door flung open, almost flying off it's hinges!
We enter only to find Tabitha in her bed, with the field of a silencing spell around her, that explained a lot. I was explaining my grand master plan when i stopped to realise the bubble of silence was still present, Ravik once again came to my rescue, as he stared intensely at the bubble while the rune on his head started glowing, the bubble popped, like any other bubble would, i was now free to talk with my best friend!
As i explain my grand master plan i was halted once again when Tabitha interrupted, merely saying "day of the void" i knew, ofcourse, how important days of the void were to my dear friend wich is why said "but Tabitha, can't you see! I am in love!" To this she nodded her head, put her head out the window, whisteled for Sylphid who then stuck her head in through the same window, Sylphid seemed slightly unnerved at Ravik's presence, how odd.
10 minutes later, airspace above the road to the city of Tristania, King Ravik 1st person pov
We were flying on a dragon, an actual, living dragon! I closed my eyes as i took in the sensations of the flight, the wind blowing through my hair, the movement of the dragon's muscles beneath my feet, yes, my feet, for unlike the cowardly humans, Khaligarian dragon riders did not sit upon their honored mounts, nay, we stood on them as we sailed through the skies together! Although sometimes we adopted a low crouch, grasping the back of the dragon's neck in one hand, holding a polearm in the other.
This prodded Kirche and Tabitha to look at me with curious eyes, but i ignored it, for i was reminded of the days of yore, when i was not king, but commander Ravik of the Khaligarian dragon riders!
Flashback, 893 years ago, Khalingar, Queen Amalia's castle (currently King Ravik's castle), dragon stables, Commander Ravik 1st person pov
We were about to ride out, a large cattle of human mages was discovered hiding in a deserted village in the north, i renember the time we sacked that village... But now was not the time to renember the good old days, we had a mission.
The khaligarian dragon riders had some of the most unique armor around, it was mostly a hard leather-like substance wich covered their thighs and biceps and good bit of the cuirass as well.
Their bracers were iron, beautifully engraved bracers depicting a dragon breathing fire, their cuirasses were mostly dark leather, with an iron breastplate that covered only their pectorals, this plate, too, was beautifully engraved with a dragon's head facing forward in the center.
Their legs were protected by but a single plate that ran along their shins, it wrapped tightly around their legs, unlike the rest of the plates on their armor, the shins bore no engravings, dark leather boots hid underneath the plate, with special soles as to not lose footing on their dragons.
Lastly, their helmets, it consisted mostly of dark leather that went from the base of their necks to where their noses would be, at the top of their heads was an iron helmet, it was in a cone shape with eyeholes at the bottom and a red plume of hair escaping from the top, this, too, was covered with intricate engravings and a little sculpture of a dragon taking off, just above the eyes, with spread wings where the eyebrows would be.
Black cloaks with a red interior decorated their backs.
But do not mistake the purpose of their leathery armor, for protection was only an afterthought, the real purpose of this was to decrease the burden of weight on their honored dragon companions as much as possible.
These were the honored khaligarian dragon riders, and they were right to be feared and revered, for their cone shaped helmets were an omen of a fiery, agonizing death for any human unlucky enough to cross them.
Ceasing my admiration for my knight company's armor, i turned my attention to our weapons instead, polearms, the ideal kind of weapon to fight with on a mount, mine was a halberd, it was as tall as i was if you didn't count the pike at the top, the hilt was black, with a blade in the shape of a folded dragon's wing, the rest of my knight company had a diffrent kinds of polearms, like spears, long axes, polehammers, all custom designed and forged by forge master Dellion.
Then, i turned my attention to- "commander? You're spacing out again"
i was pulled out of my mental ramblings as i noticed a leathery hand was present on my shoulder, this hand belonged to one of my subordinates "ah, yes, sorry for that, have preparations for our departure been completed?" I ask my subordinate, she was a head shorter than me, so the fact that she could reach my shoulder was mildly impressive, she had a young voice, she couldn't have been bound for more than 80 years "yes commander! we are waiting on your orders!" Was her answer, i would have smiled if i had a mouth "good, everyone! Mount up, we're flying for our glorious Queen Amalia!" I called out "FOR QUEEN AMALIA!!" Was the collective answer from my knight company, as i effortlessly jumped on my revered dragon, we set out to take one more step in the extinction of the human race.
Flashback end, Halkeginia, airspace near Tristania, King Ravik 1st person pov
I feel a black, smoking tear leak out from one of my eyeholes, it was a long time ago, many of my comrades from that time are now gone, but i am still here, and the surboninate from way back then would eventually grow up to be Annabelle, i was now a king, it would be unfitting for a king to cry, and i tried so hard not to. Kirce's voice called me back to reality "we're nearly there, Ravi- what's that on your face? Are you hurt?" She asks with concern lining her voice, i wipe off the black tear from my faceplate, letting it rest in my palm before slinging it off with one quick motion "i'm fine, you said we were close?" Kirche still seemed concerned, but didn't press it "yes, we're almost at our destination" i nod, as i subconsiously sit down on the dragon, just in front of Her wings.
5 minutes later, halkeginia, city of tristania, past the city gates, King Ravik 1st person pov
I almost immediatly wanted to shield my eyes from the brightness, this city, it reminded me so much of home, but it was... Brighter, and the gothic archetecture was gone, the streets were full of cheerful people, and the castle wich i saw in the distance was an eyesore.
All things considered, this place was a nightmare.
I wished to get my new sword and get out of this hellish place, using my own wings if i had to!
And that was when i felt a familiar sensation, a tugging at my soul, something was beckoning me...
Boom! Cliffhanger! I want to say sorry but i'm really not, and i would do it again! Muahaha! In all seriousness, i probably will do it again the near future, anyway that's that, leave a review if you want, maybe fav and follow too, or all at once maybe?
