Dalis winced as the intense light shone down on him, until just a moment ago the room was dark, but he could see everyone as they gathered in the stands. There were thirteen seats, 10 of which formed a circle, the other 3 stood further back, in those three seats was the duke, the duchess, and in the third seat Siara was supposed to be seated. But due to her condition she was absent from the trial, instead another woman sat her place, Dalis couldn’t be certain of the woman’s identity, but she did remind him of the girl he had seen Siara arguing with during the awakening. That was when the beam of light struck down and forced him to shut his eyes, after he blinked the light was no longer as intense, but due to the intense light that hit him it was hard to make out the details of the rest of the room. Dalis waited patiently as the room filled out, he could hear the numerous footsteps filling in, gradually each of the ten 10 seats were filled by the faction leaders, and behind each le
Ariana looked down with every intention to find any flaws in the story that could be used against him, she already had one in mind. “Dreamer would you confirm to everyone here that you are a first accord evolver?” she asked. Dalis frowned, “Would you explain what this has to do with the course of events?” he asked. Ariana didn’t seem too happy about it, but since he asked she had to give an explanation, “You were able to combat a second accord Monstrous beast, there have been rare cases of first accord evolvers being able to duel second accord Cruel beasts but as for Monstrous rank beasts you would have to be the first,” she stated calmly, she was certain that she caught him as someone who lied about his rank. Dalis already had an explanation ready for such a question, “I am of the first accord,” he answered. Ariana smiled as if victorious, as a murmur passed through the leaders, “For clarity of your strength would you be willing to disclose your level to the court?” she asked.
Dalis felt a strange sensation when he looked up at Ares Greyjoy, faction leader of the fighters, he had this naturally brutal air about him. He was thin and had this aged look about him that not even the rejuvenation brought by the Records could wash away, his eyes were black, but they bore a reddish burning effect, just by looking at him Dalis felt a bubble of heat and anger swelling up inside him. ‘Be careful of that man,’ Raylin’s voice came out in a warning tone, ‘He has chosen his lifestyle sub-class,’ he cautioned Dalis. Dalis’s eyes stilled as he came to understand that Ares simple aura was a product of his lifestyle sub-class, it was clear that the effects of the lifestyle sub-class were profound and did more than what equipping a sub-class could do. It practically changed his very existence, Dalis didn’t know if he met anyone else that chose their lifestyle sub-class as yet, after all the effects would be different depending on the type of sub-class a person choose. Eve
The entire court went silent after Sebastian’s shout, they could all see the anger in his eyes, and it was all the more present in Layla’s eyes. To speak in such a foul manner of mix-bloods was the same as insulting their late children, their youngest son might have committed a grave crime, but their eldest son and daughter were innocent of such affairs. Dorian paused and took a step back as he offered a light bow, “My apologies ‘Lady Duchess’ and ‘Your Dukeship’, it was insensitive of me to bring up such topics,” his tone was apologetic, but the eyes with which he looked at Dalis showed no apology at all. “Ahem,” Ares cleared his throat, it sounded like steel was grating on gravel, “I would like to make a motion to begin the first vote, to determine the life or death of Dreamer,” he stated. Dalis looked around seeing that no one opposed the idea he knew that it was time for the votes. There were a total of 13 seats, 10 were the faction leaders, the other 3 belonged to Sebastian,
Dalis stood up straight feeling much more confident, he had two votes for him and two against him all he need to do was wait for the five votes from Layla, Sebastian and Siara. He figured that his verdict was a done deal. “Casting the vote of Princess Siara is Maliah green,” Sebastian stated. Maliah stood up, “Princess Siara was adamant on her vote, that the life of Dreamer is to be spared,” she stated, giving Dalis his third positive vote. For the next vote Sebastian said nothing as Layla stood up, “With my first vote I vote for Dreamer to be spared,” Dalis furrowed his brow wondering why she didn’t cast both her votes at once, he learnt the reason in the next moment. “With my second vote, I vote to execute Dreamer,” Layla spoke firmly, and her hardened gaze was fixed on Dalis. Dalis had no idea what was going on all of a sudden, her votes made no sense, one to save him and the other to kill him, she might as well have abstained with both votes. He now had four votes for him
Before Hugo could speak Zera chimed in, in a soothing and melodious voice, “Hugo can speak for the Factionless as well, I believe that our ideas are in line with each-other,” she spoke softly. Hugo nodded apparently agreeing with Zera, “Your Dukeship, once the war commences the Jack of all Trades, and the Factionless will be stretched thin between our tasks,” “We will have to take up the dungeon clearing, the beast extermination tasks of the other factions, plus we’ll be running the supply lines,” “In this case every set of hands on deck will make a difference, we can push of many of our menial tasks like sowing the soil and gathering manure on to him, it will hinder his evolution progress, I’m sure that such a thing will be a suitable punishment for him, he’ll receive his basic meals but he’ll work for no payment,” Hugo added. In the current age for an evolver to be denied the opportunity to gain levels it was one of the punishments that would be the most frustrating to receive,
An hour later Dalis was following behind Jean, as they made their way out of the Tower where the trial had been held. As they walked out into the night the settlement was empty with everyone having gone to rest after curfew set in. Dalis watched the night sky with the hum of the generators acting as a soft tune as they walked through the dimly lit night. As the massive moon passed through his gaze Dalis thought of the verdict, Dalis had no idea what happened between the Artisan faction and the rest of the settlement, but there was a severe lack of trust. It seemed that no one was in favour of handing Dalis over the Artisan faction, but Jean made a strong case for why he belonged in the Artisan faction. As such a slightly bothersome arrangement was reached, his custody was to be split between, Artisan, Jack of all Trades, and The Factionless. It would ensure that the Artisan faction couldn’t monopolise him and allow the others to keep a close eye on him, it seemed like his strugg
Dalis felt fuzzy. Yep that was the word, that described how he felt at the moment. The last thing he remembered was going to sleep, but now he found himself in a strange place, it was just that he couldn’t really do anything. He wanted too look around but he felt like he had no eyes, he wanted pull himself up but he felt like he had no hands with which he could pull him self up, he wanted to walk but… well you get the picture. The world all around him started to shimmer, and various large doors and stone corridors flashed in and out of his conscious mind. “Am I dreaming?” he wondered aloud, dreams were different for Dalis, he remembered all of his dreams, unlike everyone he knew, but his dreams were even stranger yet. He would frequently find himself awake inside his dreams, fully aware that his dream was a dream, without it ever breaking unless he willed it so, unlike other people whose dreams broke the moment they realised they were dreaming. But even so this dream felt diffe