"Greetings fair maiden. My friend and I wish to register to the guild if you would let us." Markus says. "Wait I didn't know you where gonna register!" Sarven yells. "Why not? I see no harm in it." Markus says. Sarven growls and then sighs in exasperation. "Ugh."
"Well sir, You just need to write down your information here. And Then let a drop of your blood drip onto your signature." The Attendant says. She grabs two sheets and Two ink pots with a small dagger beside them.
"Seems simple enough." Markus says as he Grabs the sheets and passes one to Sarven. He Grabbed a Quill and Went to writing down his info. Sarven did the same and finished. He looked over to see Markus struggling to write down his info. "Do you know how to write?" He asks a little amused.
"N-no! I do. Just, Don't know this language from what I'm usually used to." He says. Sarven chuckles. "Here. Just tell me what you want written and I'll do the rest." He says. "Thanks." Markus says. A little bummed now.
Sarven went through the info and wrote down the answers to questions Markus can't immediately answer. He took some liberties when he found out his age was actually 17. Sarven is only 19 but he thought Markus was in his late twenties for sure.
Soon they finished and Sarven took the dagger to cut his finger. He let a drop of blood drip onto the paper and Grabbed a disposable rag to wrap his finger up. Markus took the dagger and stared at it. 'Okay. Just a Simple cut. Nothing to bad.' He thought.
He Made a small cut, and Spurts of blood spewed out to everyone's horror. 'I CUT THE BONE!' He yells in his mind. He slams his finger on the sheet and splattered blood onto the desk, the paper, and the poor attendant. He Grabbed more rags to wrap his finger and attempt to clean the desk.
Sarven sighed in exasperation. 'This guy literally slaughtered a mansion full of Illagers and kicked Barlow's ass. What the fuck?' He asks himself.
"Now you just need to pick a Class and We'll be able to determine your level." the attendant says. Sarven looked through all of them and scowled when he was reminded of his previous class. Bard.
"What class will you be taking Mister Sarven?" Markus asks. "I'm Thinking something that will let me be flexible in my skillset but not weak to easily get my ass handed to me." He says. "Why not the Thief or Archer class?" Markus asks. "What? Aren't they just good for stealing?" Sarven asks.
Markus shook his head. "Nope. Thieves are well known to be acrobatics in nature. Some even able to contort their body to fit in the smallest of spaces. All the while their nimble fingers can handle the most complicated of weaponry, tools, and Locks there are. Archers are known for having a good eye not just for aiming, but for Also Major details in the environment. Making them great detectives." Markus informs. "Huh. Never thought about it that way." Sarven comments. He Looks at the two classes and chooses both as he now could get two classes.
Markus meanwhile chose none. "Excuse me ma'am. Is it possible to be registered as no class?" He asks. "Uhm. Yes but you won't be any good at anything if you do. and depending on your actions you'll be assigned a class that fits you." She says. "Alright. Then I shall do that." Markus says. "Then please head over here if you wish to have a skill card. Sir would you come with?" She asks Sarven. "No need. I got my card long time ago." Sarven says pulling his card out.
"Alright then please follow me then." She says to Markus. Markus did as he was told and was brought to a Magic orb. "Place your hand here please." She says. He places his hand on the orb and felt it draw some of his Mana. The attendant placed a Metal plate on the underside of the ball and a magic laser began to engrave info onto the card. All in a Language he could read.
When it was finished the metal plate was Colored black with purple borders and his info. "There! You are now registered into the guild. Have a nice day!" She bows. "Thank you for your time Ma'am." Markus bows back.
The Attendant lightly blushed, not used to this from adventurers. "My how polite." She giggles. Sarven groaned into his palm.
"So this card let's me gain skills I wouldn't normally gain through training?" Markus asks looking at his skill card. "Yep. And I got a decent quest for us here. Kill the level 3 dragon at the Farms as it has begun to terrorize the farmers near The Raillen Forest." Sarven says. "Why kill it? Surely the beast can be reasoned with right?" Markus asks. "Not for this one. Its mating season. And This dragon is Showing nesting signs. so its best we get rid of it now while we can." Sarven says.
Markus frowned but conceded. "Oh alright." He says. "Not everything will be reasonable. Its just a sad truth about life." Sarven says as he Opens the gate to his amphithere. It slithered and Curled up to him. "Hey buddy. Did you miss me?" He asks. It chirped in response. It then noticed Markus and Screed as it rubbed its head on him. "Why hello My friend. Glad to see you in good health." He says. "Well look who's come back. How you two boys doing?" Milly asks. "Admittedly. Not as bad as I thought. The town isn't on fire so that's a good thing." Sarven says.
Milly chuckles. "Well glad to know you've done alright. I take it your leaving?" Milly asks. "Yeah. And to get another mount for Markus. Cause I don't got room for two on Anther here." Sarven says reffering to his amphithere.
"Well about that. All I got is The Blue Terror." Milly says. "Seriously?" Sarven asks. "What's the blue terror?" Markus asks. His answer came when some adventurer was thrown out the stables screaming. Before landing in a Mud pit for the pigs. Markus looked back to see who was the one responsible and was amazed by the creature.
The creature in question was a long bodied Blue Amphithere. Its Body covered in glistening blue scales and feathers. The beak a Hard black with golden eyes to contrast it. It Shook and laid down to rest.
"Meet the Blue Terror. An amphithere that refuses to be tamed. Many people tried. But they all have failed. You're welcome to try but it won't do you any good." Milly says. "Come on Markus. I'll just commission a saddle then." Sarven says. "I'll do it." Markus says. "Wait what?" Sarven asks as Markus heads to the stable. He takes his coat and hat off to hang up and walks to the stable were the Blue Terror resides. The Amphithere in question roses its head and glared at him. "Hello there friend. You look quite beautiful." Markus says. It Hisses. "Woah now. I just wish to ask for thine companionship my chemeran friend." Markus says. It Slithered around Markus. keeping its distance.
"Hey! Looks like another Rookie is gonna get his ass handed to him!" A ranch hand yells. More people gathered as Markus and The Blue Terror had a stare down. "Dammit Markus! You're gonna get your ass handed to you on a Silver platter If you do this!" Sarven yells. "Oh hush friend Sarven. I shall Prove thee wrong!" He declares. At that moment the Blue Terror lunged. Markus bowed and twirled to avoid it lunging at him. The Terror landed with shock as everyone watch Markus spin and Bow at the Blue Terror. "Now. I ask thee again. May I have the chance of companionship?" Markus asks.
The Blue Terror hissed in silence as it slithered around the pen. Everyone watched with baited breath.
The Blue Terror screeched and lunged at him again. Only Marcus didn't dodge. He Grabbed the Terror's beak and Shut it to then stop it. Everyone gasped. "Well how rude of you! And here I didn't want to use force." He says as his eyes turn gray. The Blue Terror widens its eyes and pulls back to Throw Markus off. He shouts in astonishment as he gets tossed over the Amphithere. And Then realizes he landed on The Blue Terror's back. He Turned around to see it staring at him. It growls and Spread its wings. Markus turned his body around in time for the Amphithere to begin flying around in an attempt to throw him off.
Markus Grabbed a rope and Used it to hook it into the Amphithere's mouth. "You ain't getting the best of me!" He says. The Blue Terror screeches as It Suddenly changed course and Went straight for the fence. Going over and Barely missing the onlookers. Markus screamed in shock as it flew to a nearby gate were two ranch hands were attempting to push it closed. At the last minute The Blue terror flew up to tuck its wings in and slip through the doors and Opened its wings to fly back up in the air. Markus Screamed in shock as he Held onto the ropes for dear life.
"Markus!" Sarven shouts. He Frowns and then Whistles. Anther Hears it and Slithers to him as He opens the door. But not before grabbing Markus's coat and hat and Slithering outside. Sarven Got on and Groaned but took the Coat and hat with him. "Alright, let's go!" He says. "Wait!" Milly tries to stop him but Sarven immediately flew off after Markus.
Markus Screamed with excitement! "This is amazing! Forget Blue Terror! I'm calling you the Blue Bolt!" Markus said.
It Screes and began to fly upwards again. Only to stop at a certain height and tucked in its wings.
Markus grinned as he knew what was happening. "Oh hoh ho. So we're going to do this now? Alright. BRING IT ON!" He yells as the Amphithere divebombed. As it did it began to spin. But Markus held tight as it began to spin even faster and faster as it approached the ground.
He Didn't flinch or move when the ground got closer. Even when his head was nearly clipped by a tree. He did yell in triumph when the Blue Terror pulled back up and flew back into the air.
"Markus!" Sarven yells. "Hello Sarven! You should try this! It's amazing!" Markus yells. "Dammit! Get off that terror now! You're gonna kill yourself dammit!" Sarven yells. "No! I've come too far to quit now!" Markus says as He Holds on while the Blue terror swerves and flies through a forest with expertise. "Ugh dammit!" Sarven yells as he follows.
They get out a clearing side by side with each other. "You're fucking insane!" He yells! "Nope! Just stubborn!" Markus yells. The Blue Terror Screes and Does a Allen roll. Making Markus Slip off. Only he took it as a challenge. He used the spare rope to hook it around the body of the Blue terror in front of its wings and Dangled himself of the rope. Holding onto it. "Let's fly!" He yells. The Blue terror Speeds off. Pulling Markus with past Sarven. He felt something be taken and looked to see That Markus had taken his coat and hat back.
He Sighed. "God fucking dammit! Come on Anther!" He says. It screes with agreement and shoots off for Markus.
Markus just yelled with joy as he swung off the rope and Avoided the obstacles ahead. The Blue Terror had flown so fast that Markus was in a jungle now. He Swung forward and let go to run through the trees and Jump off them. he then leaped and to the Blue Terror's surprise. Markus had Managed to climb back on its back. "Gotchya!" He yells. It Looked at him and was gonna bite him. Only to hesitate when it saw his eyes. "Think you can give me a chance?" Markus asks it. The Blue Terror glared and was ready to buck him off when it was forced to dodge a lightning bolt.
"Woah!" Markus yells as He grabbed the Blue Terror's neck. The two hovered there as they saw a Stage 4 lightning dragon rise up into the air. The Blue Terror was ready to run away. "Hey." Markus says putting its neck. "You okay?" He asks.
It looks at him Before then at the Blue Lightning dragon. It looked back at Markus and he could tell its calmed down. "Wanna Take him out?" He asks.
The Amphithere Screeched. "Then let's make the Blue Bolt a New name for you!" Markus yells. Blue Bolt screeched in agreement as it dive bombed to avoid the Dragon.
The dragon roared as it chased after them. Markus smirked as he got up and stood on Blue Bolt's back His eyes finally turning black as he watched the Lightning dragon charge it's breath attack. He raises up a rifle formed from His EMC and Aimed. He fires and The Dragon's left eye blows up in a shower of gore. In turn it roared with agony as it Misfired and hit the forest below.
"It Glares and was about to charge when a firebolt hit it's face. " DAMMIT THAUMIUS! I'M GONNA CHOKE YOU IN YOUR SLEEP IF WE SURVIVE THIS!" Sarven yells as he cast's more firebolts at the dragon. Markus laughs as he pats Blue Bolt's Head. He then unsheathed his sword and and dropped off to the side. Grabbing the rope and sliding off it until reaching the the end of it. He Swung and Struck and cut into the Dragon's face with no effort. It roared in frustration as it breathed lighting at Markus.
Markus Laughed heartily as he Began spinning himself. The lightning began to form a ring around him where the tip of his sword was. He Was pulled along with Blue Bolt as it flew around in circles. A Wind began to form with it as a tornado formed with The Blue Bolt's path. The Dragon roared in defiance at it and charged.
Markus Timed his Strike and when the time was right, He let go of the rope and Shot for the Dragon. He Adjusted himself in midair and Cut the entire neck off the dragon at the base of the neck. In doing so a Large lightning bolt struck down right in the middle where the dragon was cut. Its head and Body dropped onto the floor below. Markus was Grabbed by Sarven who Dropped him off at a cliff.
The Blue Bolt landed beside him and Rested itself. "Well You did it. You tamed the Blue Terror of the West. And killed a lightning dragon. Are you happy now?" Sarven asks. "A little. But I'm not done." Markus comments. He turns around and Steps to the edge. And falls off. The Blue Bolt following suit. Sarven watched as he fell down only to then grab the rope on the Blue Bolt and Swing off it to land on the dragon corpse. He Grabbed his Tablet and Placed it on the corpse. In doing so the corpse began to turn straight into red matter. including the Head and neck. Nothing remained. He looked at Sarven's shocked face and gave a thumbs up. He did what anyone would do. Scream into the abyss.
And Scene.