"Do it Panthios, he is your prince." Lord Garthine Polion said softly.Captain Panthios frowned, then he turned to Lord Mordian. After staring coldly at him for a while, he knelt down. "I am sorry Lord Mordian, my emotions got the better of me, I promise you such act of disrespect will never come from me again." He said while he looked downwards."You just saved your ass by doing so, however your apology is not accepted." Lord Mordian said casually, moving away from the captain to were King Lauihnio was, leaving the captain with a red face, embarrassed, However with Lord Mordian moving towards King Lauihnio the already enraged captain jumped up to attack him from behind but he was restrained by lord Garthine Polion.Hearing strange movements behind him Lord Mordian looked back and when he saw he saw Lord Garthine Polion's hand on captain Panthios chest which prevented him from making another step forward he smiled and shook his head. "If you dare create a scene in this place hereby d
Lord Mordian frowned staring malevolently at Aht Net Patu the Bajan while he held tight his dagger. "Who sent you?" He asked.The Bajan chuckled. "If I tell you, you would not believe me." He picked up a rusted sword and examined it, thereafter he slowly ran the sharp edge of sword across his right palm causing a blue thick liquid to flow thus confirming the fact that he was a Bajan "Wow this is really sharp." He said carelessly.Lord Mordian's heart raced quickening his heartbeat. "Well that was not the question I asked, I said who sent you." He struggled to sound confident. "Let me guess, you Bajan's have decided to take interest in our affairs, why is that so? - huh." "Well I am sorry to burst your bubble but that is far from the truth. Anyway I haven't turned into a Bajan yet and you are all scared, I am sure you must have pissed your pants by now - you look scared as a rat, however why were you so quick to believe me when I told you I was a Bajan - huh?Lord Mordian was silent.
The Bajan lowered the sharp rusted edge of his sword and jabbed the wicked points towards Lord Mordian's throat. He ducked the effort, aiming his dagger at the side of the Bajan causing him to groan lightly. Meanwhile Lord Mordian stepped backwards to avoid being exposed to further blows from the Bajan. However with that time and space Lord Mordian counted himself lucky to have found a sword on the floor. He picked it up and made his stance looking prepared for the possible blows the Bajan will throw at him. Lord Mordian could not doubt the fact that the dragon egg he held at his side was a burden to him in this struggle for survival against the Bajan but he knew the great risk that would be posed on his country if he had let it slip, even for a second.The Bajan rubbed his side which received the impact of Lord Mordian's dagger and with vengeful anger he looked at his blue blood stained hand. He pointed his sword at Lord Mordian then lunged towards him yet again. He struck his sw
"What - what did you do to me?" The Bajan struggled to say. Lord Mordian grinned satisfactorily with confident eyes, staring at the Bajan who tried to take control of his body as he found it difficult to move his arms and legs. "Like I said before, I like you, not only because you are a good and loyal errand boy but because you are arrogant even though in the beginning you seemed calm - of course all Bajans are many a time blinded by their arrogance so -" He coughed once again. "I used your arrogance to my advantage." He continued."What - did - you - do - to - me - grrrrrh.""No no, the question you should ask is what are you doing to yourself." Lord Mordian took a deep breath while holding his stomach. "You see, I casted a hypnotizing spell on you the first time, channeling the spell through your arms which I took hold of, not because I was stupid, of course every sorcerer in all Azaria is aware that Bajan shape shifters can be repellent to hypnosis at will. I knew that channeling t
"So what really happened?"A blindingly bright ribbon of lightning cut the pitch black sky outside the window, followed by a sharp drawn out crash of thunder which sounded very loud making the walls shook. The downpour was getting harder as the storm cloud passed over the fortress that King Lauihnio was brought in to get some medical attention from the healer his uncle Lord Mordian had made mention of.An elderly woman, though not too old due to the fact that she did not look like she was past sixty, with grey hair and slight wrinkles on her forehead was putting some herbs together which included some lavender plant, tumeric and capsaicin. She cut the tumeric and capsaicin into little bits before putting them into a small wooden mortar where she pounded the tumeric, capsaicin and lavender plant all together. She wore a plain red silk robe with wide sleeves and a white cloth strapped around her waist. she wore an ivory necklace with a carved little human skull hanging on it."You wil
He was dark skinned, thin and had an oval face. Even with the biting rain and chilly wind he still looked relaxed."I am Lord Mordian holy one and we are in great need of your help, however I feel blessed to have found favour in your sight to the extent that you left the comfort zones of the temple in Sergia to journey in this unfavorable weather, into this forests just for my nephew, just for the people of Bauthinia. Oh holy one may you be highly exalted in the realm of the living and also in the realm of the divine even before the gods dim it fit for you to be taken to the great beyond." Not minding if he would catch a cold Lord Mordian cried as he passionately while venerating the arch cytix priest. He looked with pity on Lord Mordian as he knelt down completely drenched in the heavy downpour, however he was due to catch a cold if he stayed on the rain much longer given that he wore a just a white knee length tunic with blue clavi stripes and a leather belt strapped around his wai
"So this Merveilland - what does it look like?" Lord Mordian asked.The arch cytix priest heaved a sigh. "I cannot say much since I have been there just a few times but what I can say is that it is a country that is made up of different kinds of creatures, elves, minotaurs, dwarves, vampires, trolls -""Even Bajans?"The arch cytix priest stared at Lord Mordian maintaining silence for a while. "Yes even Bajans. Though only a little population of them occupy Merveilland."The relaxation on Lord Mordian's face could not be hidden as he could not help but let out a slight grin."Are you scared of Bajans Lord Mordian?""Oh me, no - why would I be scared of Bajans - I stood my ground and killed one not too long ago hereby successfully protecting the dragon egg." Lord Mordian boasted. "You know I deserve a big reward for killing that Bajan but unfortunately it has to be kept secret just because we do not want to stir up tensions in Bauthinia which could plunge the people into uncertainty and
"Why were you so excited to embark on this journey with me Romeo." Lord Mordian asked as both him and the teenager saddled on their horses as they rode along a trail which according to the map that the arch cytix priest gave to Lord Mordian was to lead them to a lake that when crossed would bring them upon the southern border of Bauthinia which shares a boundary with the Payan tribe, a small tribe that belonged to the Kingdom of Husavor. There at Payan, they were to get proper directions on how to get to the Payan mountains where they would be able to get to Merveilland."Uh me, I love to travel, I love to meet new set of people, know new places and aha culture I always admire the different varieties of culture that is practiced by different people all across the southern region of Azaria." Romeo said, looking excited.Lord Mordian did not look pleased. He remained silent while he looked away from Romeo. Romeo halted the smile on his face. "I know you did not want me to come with you