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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
Edited by BrandRobKus:
7/18/2016 1:03:55 PM
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*At the gates of the Dojo, a man walks up. He seems to be of some importance, those of the Old Underworld (Before Mortar's father took over and created the Royal Underworld) would recognize him upon sight. As for those who don't swear that they saw him at Mortar's funeral.*
*This man certainly looks interesting; he is a 6'4", Caucasian male with dull grey eyes, white irises, and dull grey pupils. His armor seems to be made up of a white chainmail with bronze colored metal plates welded on it. It was flexible because of the chainmail under it, which makes him MORE of a threat. His helmet is held in his hand, resembling the face of a xenomorph. But instead of the elongated head, it has a blood red feather with white spots on it, the blood color to obviously symbolize the blood shed and loss of so many allies and enemies, and the white for the victory and honor that rises from it. He has a sheath on his back for a sword more than four feet long. You can't exactly tell what's inside, but it's valuable and somehow familiar.*
*As the man approaches the gates, he puts his helmet on, and knocks three times, each one vibrating loud and clear through the whole dojo*
[spoiler]Open to all, hope you like Mortar's replacement![/spoiler]
English
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*Caesar listens in*
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"After a while, we decided on revenge. Me and Horace stormed the Cathedral, but...Aldrich had left. We traveled to Irithyll, and met a man named...Kross. He's a member here, I believe. Horace was killed...but Kross was able to slay Aldrich. And I practically did nothing." [b]Anri looks awful at the end.[/b]
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*Caesar places a hand on her shoulder* You did all you could. I am sorry that you lost many people to this Aldrich, but you helped as much as you could.
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"Yeah. I guess I did."
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I am sorry you lost them, I really am.
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"It's fine...it's fine. I should've known Mortar more, talked to him more often."
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He was a noble man, he will be missed.
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"Yep.."
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Don't worry. If you can get to the Underworld and survive, you may be able to see him.
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"Wonder if there's a chance that he could return. Depends on whether he'd want to or not, but still."
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I don't know. He's in his father's hands.
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"Hmm. And his father wouldn't want him to leave, most likely."
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of course. I don't think a man who resorts to tyranny would let his son go that easily.
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"Right, right..."
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What about you. Do you think you can get your friend back?
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"No. Horace is...he's gone. Forever.."
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Oh. I'm so sorry
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"It's fine. He would prefer to stay gone. He's served his purpose."
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Of course... He sounds like a good man.
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"Heh. I guess he was. He was on the verge of Hollowing when we got to Irithyll though...I think I was too."
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Oh, really? How come?
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"We thought that we weren't going to defeat Aldrich, and after the Cathedral, life was a living hell for both of us. Low supplies, starving, no one else..."
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Oh... I get that. *While Caesar and Anri are conversing, Cyan walks up behind Caesar. It is clear he doesn't know she's there. She takes out an icy blue knife and holds it close to Caesar*
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"Cyan, NO!" [b]Anri yells out, trying to get Cyan's attention.[/b]
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*Cyan looks up, glaring at you with a look of contempt as she sheaths her blade. Caesar obviously notices and turns around, backing up a little as he unsheathes Mortar's sword* Cyan: You don't deserve that sword. Caesar: You don't know what you're talking about.
