Quaerens Deum RP

Quaerens Deum​

Music Theme: YouTube - Audiomachine - "Fallen Soldiers"


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Maps
First Half of the Map:http://www.shadesofsilence.net/talessymphoniaps2/tetheallamap.gifSecond Half of Map:http://finalfantasyix.canalblog.com/Carte_de_Sylvarant_pour_site.jpg
HERE THEY ARE PUT TOGETHER:



The land outlined in red is the first map shown. the un outlined land is the second map. The smaller maps are there for you to know where cities are located (obviously).

"This world will dry up. Mana is Life, and Life IS a Cycle. Everything must come and go. Although the world lies in Paradise now, it will fall some day. But even then the gods will smile. Because there will always be one among us. One among the weak to carry us to the Promise Land. One to restore the Cycle. One to Restore Hope. I know now, as I am between the world of gods and men, the nature of the boy. The Last Savior of Symphonia. He is the last of his kind. An outcast. He is an incarnation of one to be punished. Not for what he will do, but for what he has done. His name is the name of Legends Fathers. He was once called a traitor. But he is truly the only Savior of this world to have ever existed..."​

1,135 years since the fall of the Great Kingdoms. The world is impoverished. Disease engulfs the world. Political and religious hierarchies rule the world. The Church of Martel rules the Eastern half of the World, while the Sciences of The Western Half battle it. Both sides have become morphed in the issue of restoring the world to its former glory. The Church of Martel has formed a military calling itself the Letram, and the followers of Science have formed a militia that calls themselves the Ecencis.
The issue has taken root. The last 15 years have been full of agony and war between the 2 groups. The only thing the world can hold onto now is the lingering words of the the First great King. The world wait for a hero. A Chosen One to step forward and renew the world.


A young boy was born 3 years before the Ecencis and Letram began their War. His name was Kratos. He bore the mark of the ancients. He bore the mark of an elf. A scar in a particular shape. IS it destiny that this half breed become something great? Or has chance played a trick on faith...





"Iselia..."-Kratos said under his breathe. He awaited his friends return from the market. This was their day. The day they let the place they'd called Home for the longest amount of time.
They would set out to go discover the truths of the world together. Serving as mercenaries with good consciounce, they sought out to ultimately end the war between the Ecensis and the Letram. They would head North to Hima, and from there cross over to Toize Valley Mines. At least, this was their plan.

Kratos waited and waited.

"Where is he, damn it. Will!!!"-Kratos

 

[OOC: Not much to do until someone interacts, eh? *Hints* *Hints*]

"And such, is the reality of things," jested Stella in mock imperiousness. The sun peeped out of the horizons, casting a warm glow on her golden hair. Regarding her fellow Guards with a cheerful grin, Stella made a pretentious curtsy, before breaking out into laughter with them as she was done.

"Oh Stella, have you forgotten your duties?!"

Stella immediately snapped into attention, and saluted in the direction of the voice, only to realize it was a trick by another fellow Guard. Seeing it was a trick, she rolled her eyes.

"Seriously!"

Shrugging, she walked off, waving her Guards goodbye for the time being. "Work, work!" She mouthed to herself as she began on her usual patrol route. It'd start from first, the most important part of the city, the City Hall, where all important things happened.

What important things in particular, however, was something Stella never quite knew, and didn't bother to find out. Staring at the grandiose building, she couldn't hold back a sigh.

"Hello again," She muttered to herself, as she began her duties.

 

Will strode down the street, travelling supplies and sleeping rolls for two people on his back. As he walked out of the town a crowd slowly gathered on the sides of the streets, watching as the troublemaker of the town finally left. He had stolen more than any thief, slept with more women than any other man, and had wrecked hell throughout the whole of the town as he had grown up. "Aye, but I finally get to leave this rat's nest of a town." He growled, walking through the gate towards the farm he had spent his childhood years. As he slowly approached his friend, the closest thing he had to a brother or any family at all, he smiled. "Aye Kratos, I'm here, just saying goodbye to everyone in town that likes me." He joked, handing his friend his bundle and looking towards the trail in front of them. "Onwards we go my friend?" He asked him, tightening his sword harness.

 

Theme for this scene:YouTube - Audiomachine - Home Again



Leaving all they had behind, leaving their lives as they knew it, they did not know what tales lied before them. One day a humbled farmer, the other the troublemaker of the town, they both sought an adventure they never thought would come...for on this day would start the tale of a brand new World....

As they walked down the path, the trail of twilight behind them leaving footprints of their past, Kratos turned to his great friend Will, map in hand.
"Alright, since I won the coin toss I get to choose our first destination and I say we take the ship from Tips Point (point on the map just north of Iselia) and sail to the Meltokio Bridge. I want to learn more about the Ecensis, about science and the world. Mother always told us not to choose sides in the war...but she is a women, and their hearts rule their heads. I want to know what is true. You know? One of them has to be right and the other wrong...right?"-Kratos thought curiously.

 

Will nodded, eyes dark. He hated Kratos' whole fascination with this war. He just wanted to travel and see the world when Kratos wanted to see what the world was like with this war. "Aye, but I say we wait at least our second destination to get involved in the war..." He growled. He just didn't want to face his past, which he knew had something to do with the war. "But I guess it's up to you..." He said, tightening the chain around his arm. He didn't want to face the war because he knew one of the sides would try to use him as a weapon because of his power. He had a terrible curse of a demon being within his soul. He shared his body with a demon and it gave him a terrible ability over which he had no control. He could spawn fire from anywhere yet it just kept going when he tried to control it. He feared it. "Let us be going..." He growled.

 

Kratos looked over at Will with a sneer.
"Aye, and have you made up your mind as to where you'd like to go after Meltokio?"-Kratos

Kratos wanted to go to Meltokio in search of the Brass Star. A miraculous piece of a comet that is the only mystical thing said to be left on the Western Hemisphere of the planet. It is said to be made of Pure Mana, but the Prime Minister is, for some reason or another, in possession of it. When Kratos originally heard of this he wondered why they (the Meltokio government) didnt turn it over to the Ecensis.

"There is a battle amongst even them it seems" - thought Kratos to himself.

 

Will drew his map and unfolded it. "Perhaps we shall cut through the Fooji Mountains after Meltokio, heading towards the Temple of Darkness..." He breathed. "It might have something to do with my... abilities." He grunted, wondering what it may be within him and if they would find any clues at this temple. "But first to Meltokio my friend, where we can see about this Brass Star you speak of. If the stories are right they also have a champion fighting arena. Maybe I shall take a few rounds there." He pondered, slowly looking at the city names on the map. He folded it and stuck it back in his rucksack, starting forward. "And so we start our journey..." He said, smiling slightly for the first time in years.

 

"Yes my friend. Onward we go."-Kratos smiling as well, looking back to the road.

They traveled for 2 weeks, to the Tips Point where they took a ship across the sea to the Meltokio Bridge.
As they passed through security they noticed how heavily armed the guards were, and how robotic the place was.

"We sure aren't in Iselia anymore," Kratos thought.
They passed through the Bridge and wondered through the valleys South West until they could see the giant city walls of Meltokio. Or at least what remained of the walls...
As they walked into the Gates of the city they found what they were not expecting. Instead of a grander place than the farmland of Iselia they found a dark, desolate kingdom full of the scraps of society. They moved up and down the busy streets, refilling their supplies and boarding a room at the Inn for the next few days.
"This place isn't what I thought it'd be. But none the less we have to make an appearance before the Courts if we want to talk to the Prime Minister."-Kratos said grudgingly.

 

Will nodded. "Aye, and by the looks of it the 'courts' are the arena I had heard so highly about. I believe we may have to fight for an audience..." He growled, taking his sword harness and cloak off. He sat on the bed and reclined, groaning. "We should not speak of my abilities or the spirit that inhabits me whilst in this city. I have a bad feeling about it..." He said to his friend, peeling his boots off and preparing to sleep, knowing he would most likely have to fight for his life tommorow. As he slowly unwound the chain from his left arm he wondered why this spirit had inhabited him and not any other creature on the world. "It was because of your potential as a fighter..." His mind told him, yet even then he still had his doubts. As he hung the chain over a chair next to his bed he looked over at Kratos. "Night my friend. Rest, for we may be doing more than entertaining the court tommorow." He said, slowly drifting into a light sleep.

 

Kratos nodded, setting down his hilt and harnest for his sword and blades. tossing his sack to the side and kicking his boots off, he through his cloak off and slid into his bed.

"Things are going to change for us Will. Although it may seem like a burden to heavy to carry, you have been Chosen by Destiny to carry it. If Destiny see's you fit to weild it, who are you to deny her?"-Kratos
Kratos turned his back to his friend.
"Goodnight brother"-Kratos as he blew the candle out from his bed side.


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The next morning. Kratos and Will awoke and prepared to go to the temple. As they walked outside they went outside the city gates and practiced their training. Will worked on harnesting his demonic powers through meditation, whil Kratos practiced the little magic he could use, inocrporating it into his martial arts skills.

As the climbed the steps of Meltokio to the Highest point in the social order, the guards took their place.

"You may no enter without a Ring of Truce"-Knight #1
"What the hell is that?"-Kratos
"The Ring of Truce is what tells us that you aren't a terrorist or a Letram. Where are you from any ways youngin's?"-Knight #2
"Well uuummm...."-Kratos
The Knights looked at them and noticed the emblem on Kratos clothing.
"They are from East!! From Iselia!!"-Knight #1
"Are you sure?"-Knight #2
"Yes! I took a class on International symbols. That emblem on your shoulder is one of ancient Iselian!"-Knight #1 pointing at Kratos.
Kratos drew his sword in one hand, one of his blades in the other.
"Let us pass and we wont kill you."-Kratos
"You kill us? Funnay...hahaahahaha. Get 'im"-Knight #2
The first Knight thrust his emerald spear at Kratos. Kratos spun aong the edge of the spear and thrust his short blade straight through the armor of the Knights chest. His blades glowed blue, his eyes turned yellow as he drew his blade from the body.
"I told you..."-Kratos

 

Will smiled as the other knight stabbed at him, He sidestepped, not even caring to draw his sword as he let the chain fall into a whip style. He whipped it forward, wrapping it around the spear before letting his power flow into it. As his power built the chain started to glow red as if it had just been removed from a forge and burnt right through the spear before Will flicked his wrist again and wrapped it around the guard's neck, snapping it backwards and dragging the screaming guard to the dirt before whipping the chain aside and stomping hard on his throat. "I told you they'd try to kill us..." He growled, drawing one of his swords and twirling the chain up his arm, power still flowing into it and making it ready to use.

 

The people around them watching the scene began to scream "Terrorist! Terrorist!" A man in a dark cloak ran around the group of people watching. He made eye contact with Kratos for but a moment before slipping into the Castle as all the guards rushed to stop the threat in the square of town.
15-20 guards now surrounded Kratos and Will, now back to back. Kratos bent down as a spear came at him from the side, sicing the metal spear's tip off of it with his sword and flicking a few embers of fire into the eye sockets of the Knight before quickly turning around and throwin a dagger into the neck of another across the circular form they had now formed around Kratos and Will. 3 Knights thrust at Kratos as Kratos jumped out one of them, running up it and spin kicking the knights in mid air. all 3 fell down, knocking their helmets off. As they scrambled to put them back on and return to the fight, Kratos swiftly snuck behind each one and stabbed them in the back of the neck. Kratos turned around to see the remaining Kights (about 15) surrounding Will.

 

Will grinned, eyes turning dark as he put his sword back away and let the chain fall to the dirt, wrapping around his gauntleted hand. As he slowly started to spin the chain above him he felt power flow into it freely and fire surround it. As he grabbed it with his right hand he started to spin faster, a small flaming cyclone encircling him. As the chain continued to circle though it started snatching guards in, incinerating them one by one as they hit the cyclone. After he had killed all guards but the last one he let the power start to fade except for enough to burn the last guards throat as the chan snapped into place around his neck. Will grinned darkly and pulled, the man's neck making a loud, sickening crack right before he hit the cobblestoned street. "Next?" He growled, drawing one of his swords again.

 

Now all would have been peaceful if not for the shouting that Stella couldn't ignore. With a mix of responsibility and pure curiosity, the blond-haired girl started towards the direction of the cacophony. As she approached, she realized what it was all about. The guards were engaged in battle with a pair of unknown warriors.

Why they were fighting was something that Stella was even more curious to know, but she realized that letting them continue fighting wouldn't be good. Drawing her sword, she entered into the fray, just as one of the person killed a Guard.

"Stop killing them!"

Stella was shouting as she made a quick slashing attack on Will. She wasn't expecting this attack to hit, intending to take him down with a quick spin as soon as he deflected the blade, to hit him with the blunt end of the sword.

"You're making it worse for yourselves! Don't forget, we have an entire army of Guards ready to keep you busy for a lifetime's worth of fighting. Just surrender. I promise I'll make sure nothing happens to you! JUST STOP!"

 

As the cyclone englufed the Knights it dawned upon Kratos. Like a dog senseing a storm, he knew it was coming. He had to stop his friend from another rampage. Once the cyclone of fire had burned out in a split second, it revealed the darkened version of Kratos's brother.
"NO! WILL!!"-Kratos
Kratos leaped out at Will. Will thinking it was another Knight whipped his chain at Kratos. Kratos ducked and slid his sword across the chain inches above his head as he slid it back into his scabard and tackled Will. He grabbed his friend by teh collar and shook him.
"Wake UP Will!! WAKE UP!!!!"-Kratos
The sickly evil smile and dark purple eyes did not remove their gaze from Kratos's face. Kratos heard something behind him. As he turned around, letting go of his friends collar, he looked to see Will's chain go straight through his chest.

Theme for this part: YouTube - City Of The Fallen - Name Above All Names (Volume 3 - Revelations)

Everything began to fade...

The only thing Kratos could hear as he fell to the floor, numb, was a high pitch ringing noise...

And a sickly voice breathing though its teeth...

It whispered something...something....ever so softly...

"My debt to you is paid."-??

As Kratos lay there in the middle of the bloody central square of Meltokio, the Sky Darkened. The Knights began to scratter at teh sight of the now standing demon warrior that just struck its own kin down. And out of the Sky fell but a single light. A light that carried with it but a single feather. And as that feather fell upon Kratos brow, the symbols on Kratos skin glowed a strange blue aura. He began to shake, then levitated ever so slightly. He hung there in the air, only a few feet from the ground. The light encompassed his body, shining out of his eyes. He landed on his feet as the dark sky parted and the light subsided.

"My debt to you is paid"-??

It said again. Kratos looked over at his friend as Will passed out and fell on the floor. The demon went back into its cage for now. Kratos could only look in empathy at his friend before passing out himself...

There they laid. Into the hands of Meltokio they went.

 

Will felt like he was watching his actions through a fog as he watched himself knock the girl aside like a bag of flour, then turn and slay Kratos with powers he didn't know he had or know how to control. As he watched himself hit the ground his mind blurred, and the next thing he saw was himself standing across from a boy with light blond hair and bright red eyes. Will instantly reached for his sword but his hand met air. He grunted in anger and released the chain from his arm but even that wasn't there. "What magic is this?" He barked at the boy. Yet all he did was chuckle. "You have not realized yet where your abilities come from do you boy?" The boy crooned, his voice sounding like someone many years older than he looked. "I... wait, how do you know of my powers?" Will stuttered, slowly backing from the boy. The boy just grinned and lifted his arm, Will's chain appearing there. As the boy let the chain fall it caught on fire and started to twirl on the grond like the tip of a whip. "What??? How???" Will roared, almost charging the boy at this revelation. Yet the boy just smiled. "I shall give you some control of our powers. He said, walking up to Will. The boy then then snapped the chain up and wrapped it around Will's left arm. Will howled with pain as it burned his arm yet it did not damage his clothing and left an ugly scar winding up his arm from his wrist to his shoulder. "That scar is a reminder of the fact that you tried to kill your brother, and that I, Ratatosk, live inside you..." The boy said before fading and Will finally passing out.

 

YouTube - Final Fantasy XII OST - Eruyt Village

A young boy started to spin his stave around and around as he prayed at an altar. "I hope that this would work this time..." He kept on spinning it and then stopped as he stood on one of his toes. He then did a slide going to the back and his sleeves started to move. A small, blue-sphere started to surround him with a faint glow. "You have finally completed the third spell of your training apprentice summoner." The boy started to smile at his teacher but then stopped as he saw that the sphere had disappeared.

"I...I am sorry Master Ro." The teacher started to walk towards the boy and started to give him encouragement. "You have nothing to worry. There are reasons why you have been called up to serve and live in Letram Adriel." Adriel started to turn around to see that the priest who watches over Garnet's Grace came to pick him up.

"Little Adriel. It is time." Adriel nodded and then bowed. "Thank you so much for the class. I will work harder next time."

 

Her attacks never quite hit it's mark. As soon as she came close enough, Will went berserk on her, slamming her aside. She hit the pavement with a resounding clang, suffering only mere bruises thanks to her armor. Picking herself up, she then watched as the horror unfolded between the two.

Stella had no idea what was happening, but it seemed there were some kind of misunderstanding between them. No longer were their focus on the Knights. Their focus seemed to be on each other.

Then, strange phenomenons occurred. Now, to be honest, Stella was now merely standing by as a spectator watching some circus act. She totally forgotten her role as the City Guard, who should be attempting to put an end to this fight.

It was only when the light ceased, and the two fell unconscious that she returned to City-Guard-mode.

"Get them!"

At the authoritative command of the lead Knight, the lesser Knights started towards the two unconscious bodies cautiously. They got braver as they came closer, moving faster, until they got them tightly bounded. Wordlessly, they carried the bodies away, while the other Knights started to scatter the crowd that had started to gather to watch the spectacle.

Stella watched the two get carried away, before deciding to return to her duties in the meantime.

...

Evening came soon enough. The day was exciting indeed, though Stella had one last thing she wanted to do before she returned home. She wanted to see the two newcomers, and speak to them. They certainly didn't seem like bad people who had came with some malicious intentions.

Walking into the prison, she quickly begged the prison guard, a friend of hers, succeeding in convincing him to let her pass. Stella then came before the jail cells of the two.

She didn't dare set her eyes on them. From what she understood, they would have been cruelly questioned by the infamous interrogators of the prison. From what she believed, their methods were somewhat... harsh.

"Uh... H-hello," She stuttered, glancing awkwardly at the two. Preening her hair instinctively, her expression became apologetic as she mustered up the courage to look at the two directly.

"Ah.. Haha.. Uh... You know... Sorry that those Knights did what they did. We were just trying to protect ourselves... But no! No... Uh... No, not that I think you're bad or anything... Well, so I think... Haha. Uh... S-so. Why are you guys here? Tourists?"

That last suggestion sounded stupid to Stella, but she ignored it anyway.

 

Will slowly awoke to a woman's voice on the other side of a set of steel bars. As he looked around he noticed that Kratos was lying on the ground in his cell, no restraints on him. Yet Will was chained against the stone wall. When he heard the woman ask if they were tourists he chuckled. "You could say that..." He croaked, throat dry and hoarse. "We're just passing through and wanted to see the Brass Star... after this we are headed through the Fooji Mountains to the Temple of Darkness..." He said, doing his best to sit up and look at the girl. As he shook his hair out of his face he noticed her face. "Oh gods... your the one I swatted aside earlier... I am so sorry..." He said to her, wishing he would have stayed slumped down. But as he started to remember swatting her aside he also remembered Kratos' wound from his chain. "Kratos my friend! Are you all right?" He roared, flying forward as far as his restraints would allow him. His arms and neck were strained to snapping point as he waited desperately for an answer.

 

Kratos awoke slowly, everything hazy. Blurred vision and a murmur of sounds, he felt awake consciously but not physically.
"I'm alright friend. Everything is alright...I think..."-Kratos
Kratos looked over at the cell opening where a female figure stood. Vision still blurred he stood and approached the cell door.
"What is your name.."-Kratos