Prologue VIII
Davion finally stirred from his cozy spot inside the ship. It was no longer sunset, or even dark. It was daytime. The gulls still went about with their pesky calls to one another; the people still chattered within the ship and above; and the soft impact the gentle sea's liquid with the ship's hull still resounded to all – everything was just fine. Not satisfied with the rest on the floor, up against the wall, Davion set foot outside of the ship's interior, and was met by the others in the ship. A few nobles here and there, as well as some of the wealthier merchants were there, gazing into the wide expanse of the sea or simply conversing of the on-goings of their 'ever-so-important' lives back in their country. Davion sneered at their lofty lifestyle and prestige, even if he isn't much of one to judge, as he was once like that. Now, he is more of a man whom would show his worth in heated debate, be it with words or sword, and it almost always ends with the sword, due to his fiery nature. Despite his dislikes, he joins some of them in their watch, becoming captivated by the sea's allure. He couldn't help but to listen to what a few of the wealthy individuals had to say, so he did.
"Did you hear, old friend?" Said one of the blue-bloods. "I've heard that one of those slithery thugs from Dark Reef Prison has went and done away from that hole."
"Ah, yes." The other says. "I myself have discovered that some demons just south of us have threatened to attack the nearby nation of Cladd, but I'm certain that they can handle some nasty old demons, especially with that admiral of theirs. What was his name, again?"
"I do believe his name was Kunkka, good sir."
"Ohh, yes, that odd fellow. I've heard much of his exploits, like the ti..."
Davion's ears eavesdropped on a pair of ladies' rumors, all the meanwhile looking out into the sea to pass the time.
"So, have you heard?" Said one. "That lady: Korbelus. The tall and beautiful prophet?"
"Mmm-hmm…?" Hummed the second.
"Well, after our divination, she says she could not find her own death, and that she'll be setting out to find it on her own!"
"Well, now that's something, for certain."
More and more conversations found their way into Davion's ears, some about a trio of demolitions experts dealing doom to all their previous homes, others about the fall of Stonehall at the hands of demons, the Mad King's death by mauling, and many other troubling occurrences happening all closely to one another. Some even said that the end times were upon them all, not without cracking a laugh at the thought, of course. Unfortunately, none were about an old man with the brilliant staff and white stallion, or his dark counterpart.
After some time, the seas started to become restless, becoming more forceful in their impacts to the ship. The captain and his crew were assured back at port that it would be a good time to sail, but the rough seas and the thunderstorm down south by Cladd say otherwise. A few on the boat grew restless, Davion included, but the rest sensed nothing wrong. The knight, on the other hand, felt a chill in his spine. A man from the ship's crew came near and proclaimed to all:
"It's alright, everyone, just a small storm, we're sure. It won't be coming near us, where we're going."
Even so, Davion still thought something peculiar was amuck.
A.A.N.
I'm back, and I owe an explanation.
So, the deadline for moving out of my old home caught up with me, then came the unpacking, then the party, then the tedium of setting up the internet and cables. So yeah, there's that.
Anyway, I had to make this quickly, as soon as everything was fine. Shame it had to be short like the last, but I had to make an update.
This will now be updated irregularly, due to reasons, and because I'll be starting on those 'other' ideas.
Also, I have plans to re-do this story in another view point, but I wonder when I'll get around to it. On top of that, the story will not be solely be in Davion's perspective, it will be on the others', as well. Or at least, in Davion's team, as to not spoil any plans the other may have.
Until next time, everyone.