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A breeze wafted the use of the rising scholar Dazuma. It carried the salty murk of the waters that lead to a land beyond his understanding. To say he was geeked was an understatement. After the mind tantalizing experience of the Neovian Conservatory, he felt an almost encumbering sense of duty to leave the safety of books and to head into the great beyond that was this world. For within it somewhere lied buried the truth that Dazuma was bent on finding. His blood like fire flared every time he thought of the knowledge that the ancient Denkou must have held onto. The myriad of gem both corporal and not that would spur his people, his Kingdom into a new age.

The Port of Saire

A place that he had heard so many stories about from the people around the village he asks inquired of. From pirates setting sail across the waters in search of buried treasure. To spelunker maniacs setting off for their next dive. And now he stood on what would be the precipice of change. He goggled over with his hands the landscape before him, he could scarcely believe his eyes. Houses embedded into the cliffside and even into the arching limb of stone.

"Breathtaking..."

He was in love! There was something snarling inside of him, rumbling from his depths. His adrenaline was pumping as the sun bathed him in its glare. The burnt orange gleam of the coming sunset was etching itself all over. He made way to enter deeper into town. He had come here with the intent of taking on a job. It had been two weeks since hed met Musha before deciding to depart baring in mind the cosmic event that happened to trigger this journey.

"She spoke to me...told me to live...assuming"

That he was crazy of course and just so happened to get a bit egotistical while giving his little speech before a high counselor. Ha, the gal! But he supposed such a thing was a bi-product of nobility. The gal of a soon to be king. But he would not take the throne now for a myriad of reasons. One being if he challenged his brother for the throne Mios would evaporate him on the spot. Dazuma titled his head back daydreaming the moment as a mental skit of that battle took place and made him quiver. Mios was a lot of things but to be fucked with wasn't one. Dazuma would need to fully master his birthright in order to usurp the false king. Secondly, he refused to take the throne that sat upon a land he did not know nor understand. A lived King, a man of knowledge He needed to know things without the Founding Kings help. He had to discover the truth for himself.

Woman: Garef! Garef come inside it's almost time for supper!

A woman no older than her mid 40's scuffled between the door and an ambitious spring that shed asked the child to fix about 10 times this summer. she spotted him over yonder by one of the many fisherman vendors. She wagged her finger tauntingly at the young lad who with a sudden jolt of energy ran as fast as he could toward, at a closer look Dazum could see, was the Tavern. Just the place he needed to go in order to take the next leap in his journey.

Going on an expedition.
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The sun rose upon a lone horizon. Its hue oranges the Sky that covered the valley below. The tracks of the Kingdoms solem survivors had filled the air ways. The Prince had decided to journey deep into the riches of the kingdom. He hid his face well, he didn't want anyone to recognize him as he walked the streets he didnt want to alarm any of his brothers soldiers. 

The Prince came to the middle class section of the mainland. The area was untouched, Nazuma wondered how did Mios keep everything in control. Under the noses of all these people a civil war was going on. He listened to the conversations of passing patrons and it seem they were only concerned about if they would see Nazuma because of the Kingdom nulling his banishment. 

They talked about the sudden return of the plaque of how many of the high chairs are becoming ill. He only thought if they knew the truth about it all would it be true chaos. What will happen to the kingdom. 

The castle sat in the far exterior of the mountain it looked down on the people. Nazuma snared at the monumental size stucture as he cursed.

I wonder how many of them know... Their lives are about to change... and True chaos will dance in the skies above them.. they are all so peaceful. They all smile.. they laugh a joyous tune. But they all don't see between the lines we put them in
.. 

As the ballonship landed into the port of Saire. Nazuma picked up a local newspaper and read its confines. It told nothing of the foul plays of the royals. Nazuma would sigh in anguish, as he continued to journey through the streets. Nothing was the same many of the shops were closed and only the street venders were out.He looked upon the waves of well dressed civilians and was to make his way to the old tavern, he and his friends use to hang out at when he was young. Thus the Prince made his way through the Port of Saire.

The Prince wasn't just taking a random stroll. He was meeting someone here. After he met with Nuett, he was given a letter with discreet instructions. He was to come to the Tavern. Nazuma remembered the afternoons he spent with his group of friends. Nazuma chuckled as he walked passed their old sitting where he and the gang played jacks and other games. There he entered the bar. It was filled with eyes that met his own as the boy made his eay to where he waited for his inquiry.

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Tue Sep 10, 2019 10:56 am
A breeze wafted the use of the rising scholar Dazuma. It carried the salty murk of the waters that lead to a land beyond his understanding. To say he was geeked was an understatement. After the mind tantalizing experience of the Neovian Conservatory, he felt an almost encumbering sense of duty to leave the safety of books and to head into the great beyond that was this world. For within it somewhere lied buried the truth that Dazuma was bent on finding. His blood like fire flared every time he thought of the knowledge that the ancient Denkou must have held onto. The myriad of gem both corporal and not that would spur his people, his Kingdom into a new age.

The Port of Saire

A place that he had heard so many stories about from the people around the village he asks inquired of. From pirates setting sail across the waters in search of buried treasure. To spelunker maniacs setting off for their next dive. And now he stood on what would be the precipice of change. He goggled over with his hands the landscape before him, he could scarcely believe his eyes. Houses embedded into the cliffside and even into the arching limb of stone.

"Breathtaking..."

He was in love! There was something snarling inside of him, rumbling from his depths. His adrenaline was pumping as the sun bathed him in its glare. The burnt orange gleam of the coming sunset was etching itself all over. He made way to enter deeper into town. He had come here with the intent of taking on a job. It had been two weeks since hed met Musha before deciding to depart baring in mind the cosmic event that happened to trigger this journey.

"She spoke to me...told me to live...assuming"

That he was crazy of course and just so happened to get a bit egotistical while giving his little speech before a high counselor. Ha, the gal! But he supposed such a thing was a bi-product of nobility. The gal of a soon to be king. But he would not take the throne now for a myriad of reasons. One being if he challenged his brother for the throne Mios would evaporate him on the spot. Dazuma titled his head back daydreaming the moment as a mental skit of that battle took place and made him quiver. Mios was a lot of things but to be fucked with wasn't one. Dazuma would need to fully master his birthright in order to usurp the false king. Secondly, he refused to take the throne that sat upon a land he did not know nor understand. A lived King, a man of knowledge He needed to know things without the Founding Kings help. He had to discover the truth for himself.

Woman: Garef! Garef come inside it's almost time for supper!

A woman no older than her mid 40's scuffled between the door and an ambitious spring that shed asked the child to fix about 10 times this summer. she spotted him over yonder by one of the many fisherman vendors. She wagged her finger tauntingly at the young lad who with a sudden jolt of energy ran as fast as he could toward, at a closer look Dazum could see, was the Tavern. Just the place he needed to go in order to take the next leap in his journey.

Going on an expedition.

The young Primce felt a power much like his own. As he the present grew closer, his heart pounded with excitement. Yet he didn't want to draw any attention to himself. He maintained his composure as the presence he sense inched closer to him. He leak just enough of his naten for Dazuma to feel as he entered the building.

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The pauper prince would begin to make his way for the Tavern, as far as he could tell it was busiest around this time for people began to gather all around the port here. In droves, they came, like a soon the be drunken army. The mere thought of it caused him to roll his eyes he never was one for drunkards but he supposed everyone had their vice, he, however, had yet to truly find his. A Muse, something to spring forth something in him that can is likened to love? Who could say for sure? Thoughts to ponder another time. His scarf nuzzled under his chin, he gripped it with his first two fingers on his right hand before looking towards the young ward Garef hustling to push through the horde of passerby's his teeth gritted as he butted against the backside of the giant sailor folk who already having pregamed the occasion where already slapped off their asses. Why was it every time he had somewhere to be in Neovia some crowd of assholes stood in his way? This as a privilege of the kingdom he kinda missed he used to be able to Sasha down the grove and the whole city would part like a sea. Still, he'd greet and show respect to those folks.

"Better get a move o- huh?"

As he made way to the tavern something subtly shifted in the naten of this town. A glimmer, just a small piece but it was all that was needed to cause him to pause in his tracks. His head jotted over to the general area he felt the sensation emanating from.

"Naz-"

He placed his hand over his mouth keeping himself from saying the name. While still in Neovia it was too risky to even mention royal blood without knowing the extent of Mios's reach. His heart began to be filled with a growing sense of anxiety. He squinted trying to look beyond the bustling public, but to no avail. He saw a few redheads that looked kinda like his brother but he also thought to himself that surely by now Nazu would've changed his hair color before traveling so close to their homeland
His twin might not have been the brightest bulb in the pack he certainly wasn't the dimmest. The thought made Dazu snicker to himself.

"Heh...guess I'm missing him more these days than I care to admit."


A woman trying to get into the tavern made a horrid face at Dazuma whom in his little trans like state was blocking passage to the door. She pointed her finger literally an inch away from his nose and let him have it.

Woman: Listen here *Hiccup* Lil boy I havent even started soaking my troubles I booze so could you step the fuck aside PLEASE?!

Dazuma was taken back, such, well, transparency, his face changed to a more apologetic one.

"Oh my, Indeed far be it from me to try and give that liver of yours a little more time to function...but yes, ladies first."

He stepped aside as his eyes narrowed. He couldn't help himself, whenever the snake was given bait he bit wit no hesitation. Shade was instinctual. He'd have to get some control over it. Last time it almost got him thrown out of school. She glared at him something furious before another woman stepped from behind her bumping into her.

Woman 2: Move it dude its almost happy hour!

The first woman's nostrils flared so vehemently Dazu pondered if her slick tongue was due to being some half breed fire breathing beast. In a blundering fit, she said to hell with the both of them and just went to sit by some unlucky bastard at the bar. Dazuma hurried and opened the door as any gentleman would while she sucked her teeth on the way in, several others went in before Dazu himself scurried inside. once he entered he was blasted with the murky stink of sea and ale. The lights were dummed given the place a smooth vibe. The atmosphere was thick with gossip, talks of adventure, dreams and aspirations and even accomplishments. It was like a buzzing garden of wisdom.

"Alright they said they'd be here in another hour so I've got time to chill"

He thought as he made way to the bar taking a seat. Looking around there were people of all kinds hear, races species even.

Nazu...are you as happy as I am right now? I wonder, what the world looks like through your eyes.

He just could not shake this lingering feeling of his brothers presnces somehow.
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Fri Sep 20, 2019 8:28 pm
The pauper prince would begin to make his way for the Tavern, as far as he could tell it was busiest around this time for people began to gather all around the port here. In droves, they came, like a soon the be drunken army. The mere thought of it caused him to roll his eyes he never was one for drunkards but he supposed everyone had their vice, he, however, had yet to truly find his. A Muse, something to spring forth something in him that can is likened to love? Who could say for sure? Thoughts to ponder another time. His scarf nuzzled under his chin, he gripped it with his first two fingers on his right hand before looking towards the young ward Garef hustling to push through the horde of passerby's his teeth gritted as he butted against the backside of the giant sailor folk who already having pregamed the occasion where already slapped off their asses. Why was it every time he had somewhere to be in Neovia some crowd of assholes stood in his way? This as a privilege of the kingdom he kinda missed he used to be able to Sasha down the grove and the whole city would part like a sea. Still, he'd greet and show respect to those folks.

"Better get a move o- huh?"

As he made way to the tavern something subtly shifted in the naten of this town. A glimmer, just a small piece but it was all that was needed to cause him to pause in his tracks. His head jotted over to the general area he felt the sensation emanating from.

"Naz-"

He placed his hand over his mouth keeping himself from saying the name. While still in Neovia it was too risky to even mention royal blood without knowing the extent of Mios's reach. His heart began to be filled with a growing sense of anxiety. He squinted trying to look beyond the bustling public, but to no avail. He saw a few redheads that looked kinda like his brother but he also thought to himself that surely by now Nazu would've changed his hair color before traveling so close to their homeland
His twin might not have been the brightest bulb in the pack he certainly wasn't the dimmest. The thought made Dazu snicker to himself.

"Heh...guess I'm missing him more these days than I care to admit."


A woman trying to get into the tavern made a horrid face at Dazuma whom in his little trans like state was blocking passage to the door. She pointed her finger literally an inch away from his nose and let him have it.

Woman: Listen here *Hiccup* Lil boy I havent even started soaking my troubles I booze so could you step the fuck aside PLEASE?!

Dazuma was taken back, such, well, transparency, his face changed to a more apologetic one.

"Oh my, Indeed far be it from me to try and give that liver of yours a little more time to function...but yes, ladies first."

He stepped aside as his eyes narrowed. He couldn't help himself, whenever the snake was given bait he bit wit no hesitation. Shade was instinctual. He'd have to get some control over it. Last time it almost got him thrown out of school. She glared at him something furious before another woman stepped from behind her bumping into her.

Woman 2: Move it dude its almost happy hour!

The first woman's nostrils flared so vehemently Dazu pondered if her slick tongue was due to being some half breed fire breathing beast. In a blundering fit, she said to hell with the both of them and just went to sit by some unlucky bastard at the bar. Dazuma hurried and opened the door as any gentleman would while she sucked her teeth on the way in, several others went in before Dazu himself scurried inside. once he entered he was blasted with the murky stink of sea and ale. The lights were dummed given the place a smooth vibe. The atmosphere was thick with gossip, talks of adventure, dreams and aspirations and even accomplishments. It was like a buzzing garden of wisdom.

"Alright they said they'd be here in another hour so I've got time to chill"

He thought as he made way to the bar taking a seat. Looking around there were people of all kinds hear, races species even.

Nazu...are you as happy as I am right now? I wonder, what the world looks like through your eyes.

He just could not shake this lingering feeling of his brothers presnces somehow.
Nazuma watched the door as Dazuma entered, somehow he knew the boy who had entered was him. He knew it had to be him they look alike. As his twin had his little scene, Nazuma, began unwrapping the cloths he had hidden his face behind. It was true Nazuma did change his appearance. He no longer bore long red locs. He changed his hair back to its original tone of dark brown and shaved the sides of his head while shorting his hair overall. His change in appearance was needed in order for them to meet.

He watched as he brother was lost in thought. He chuckled at the fact that Dazuma didn't notice him. He felt a bit insulted by the fact. But he did only leak a small burst of his own naten.
Nazuma exhaled lightly as he turned out of the booth and stood to his feet. He then made his way to the bar. The loud chatter of the drunkards made perfect cover of the Prince's footstep.

As he inched closer to the bar moving throught the wayward crowd of alcoholic indulgers, he would be cross legs with a very large and grotesque man tripping him into a table of gruesome sailors. Their booze would propel into air and turn upside down and drench the men below. Theu then would stand to their feet as infuriation filled their faces.

Nazuma would have an embarrassing look upon his face as he drew the attention of the bar. He cane to be surrounded by five gaint like men who looked like they could easily crush him in size.

Hey Kid Why don't you watch where the hell you're going. Are you blind or am I gonna have to beat some Manners into ya?
Yeah and who's about to pay for the drinks you spilled. Your dressed pretty nice I'm sure you wouldn't mind it would you kid. After all you look like your Mommy and Daddy are loaded.

I got an Idea. How about we just beat him and see if we can get a ransom from his folks.

They would all chuckle and laugg as they grew closer to the boy. Nazuma's faced had changed as he was consumed by the group of idiots. Fellas Fellas do we really have to do this here. I don't want to cause a scene or put anyone in the old E.R. .

Ine of the men would snare at the Princes smart remark and throw a blow towards the smaller boy. His fist was the size of a cinderblock as he came crashing for Nazuma. In a spilt second Nazuma had vanished and the man missed his strike easliy creaing a creator in the ground completely exposing the ground under the wood. A cloud of dusk and combwebs filled the area quickly.

Where did h-

I really don't want to hurt you guys, I'll pay for the drinks but this ass beating is gonna be Free of Charge. I'll even make it fair and promise not to use my Naten.

Nazuma said as he floated above the mob of thugs. He looked at them with a sadistic upon his face yet the men still wouldn't back down. They challenged him more as they began throwing chairs and tables at him trying to knock him down. He would laugh and snicker as he dodged and evaded the projectiles.

Dazu.. I hope you've grown as I have.

Nazuma would spin around a chair that was thrown to then grab it by the leg reversing it full force back towards the one who threw it. As it hit, the chair, disbursed into five small pieces that ricocheted from the impact, knocking all of them out.

The boy would land and dust himself off as he walked over to the bar. He stood right infront of Dazuma. He smile as he look at his brother with joy that almost brought a tear to his eye. He only stood there and said his broters name one more time.

Hello.. Dazuma.

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As he inched closer to the bar moving throught the wayward crowd of alcoholic indulgers, he would be cross legs with a very large and grotesque man tripping him into a table of gruesome sailors. Their booze would propel into air and turn upside down and drench the men below. They then would stand to their feet as irritation filled their faces.

Nazuma would have an embarrassing look upon his face as he drew the attention of the bar. He cane to be surrounded by five gaint like men who looked like they could easily crush him in size.
Hearing the ruckus Dazuma attempted to turn his gaze over to its origins. But something told him it wasn't worth it. Probably just another scuffled induced by the spirit of booze. Dazuma himself never really indulged in the partaking of liquor himself. Most of the Ri'ore tended to...struggle with its consumption. It also tended to make them even more pompous than normal. A truly irritating thing to be sure. Even amongst the chaos he found himself thinking of home. His satin pillow and silk robes. Thi dingy wear he was donning now...it was just so...ugh. He:d sigh. After witch was met with the sound of a large crash.

"Oh dear...its getting a bit rowdy around here."

He twirled his finger on the hilt of his blade. The barkeep over heard his statement and made their way over to him. A tall and rather...robust woman that he wasn't sure was entirely so. But he wasn't one to question expression. Ordained in fem wear the amazoness tender stood directly above him.

Barkeep: Not from around here I assume?

A baritone escaped her lips and raised Dazuma"s brow. Neovia was a strange place indeed. His gaze drifted off to the side before shyly responding.

"Is it that obvious?"

He muttered. They gave a raspy chuckle before leaning over closer to him.

Barkeep: Listen doll-face. I've been working this scene for a long time. I wouldn't be very good at my job if I couldn't tell a green leaf from an orange one.

Dazuma smirked, he was just no good at this covert thing he guessed. Still, it was comforting not to have to pretend to know everything for a change. As the two conversed and exchanged witty repartee another crash would be heard. Again Dazuma went to look to see what all the hubbub was about but the barkeep just wouldn't let him leave the conversation. The woman from earlier cheekily approached the bar counter slamming her glass on the surface. With a sunken face and slurred expression she aggressively demanded another cup of booze.

Woman: Hurry up you damn boar woman this cup ain't gonna fill itself!

The bar keep nostrils flared. They liked to suplex the drunk into the bar and out the door. But she took a deep breathe, knowing full well she hadn't paid her insurance on this place in months. Honestly she had just about had it with the assholes fighting over there to for that matter.

Barkeep: Shut it you ole crone, keep it up and the maggots will get you sooner than that glass will get filled!

The two went back and forth while dazuma's face was befallen with a amused expression. This place was so lively. So many different flavors of personalities and traits. Such a refreshing feel and difference than home. So...this was his homeland.
Nazuma would spin around a chair that was thrown to then grab it by the leg reversing it full force back towards the one who threw it. As it hit, the chair, disbursed into five small pieces that ricocheted from the impact, knocking all of them out.
As the chair knocked out the men Dazuma head turned over to discover a face he did not expect to see. One that had haunted his dreams for nearly four years.

"Who?"

His hair might've changed but he could tell it was his brother. The being whom he shared a womb with for 9 months. Their twin bond made them easily distinguishable to each other. He could change his face and Dazu would still know it to be him. Dazu could barely contain his heart, his eyes filled with a complex mixture of excitement,confusion and anguish. Water began to fill them bu he maintained himself. He had to compose himself though. His idiot brother had just said his name aloud knowing full well that if he was outside the castle that he was on the run.

"I am called Bo my good sir, i do believe you have me mistaken for someone else."

His eyes narrowed. He signaled for Nazu to move from the bar to an empty booth at the back of the bar. He would rise and move towards the destination. His heart racing all the way there.
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As the chair knocked out the men Dazuma head turned over to discover a face he did not expect to see. One that had haunted his dreams for nearly four years.

"Who?"

His hair might've changed but he could tell it was his brother. The being whom he shared a womb with for 9 months. Their twin bond made them easily distinguishable to each other. He could change his face and Dazu would still know it to be him. Dazu could barely contain his heart, his eyes filled with a complex mixture of excitement,confusion and anguish. Water began to fill them bu he maintained himself. He had to compose himself though. His idiot brother had just said his name aloud knowing full well that if he was outside the castle that he was on the run.

"I am called Bo my good sir, i do believe you have me mistaken for someone else."

His eyes narrowed. He signaled for Nazu to move from the bar to an empty booth at the back of the bar. He would rise and move towards the destination. His heart racing all the way there.
The Wayward Prince would would folly out of embarrassment . In the heat of the moment and excitement of the bar made Nazuma forget he was in Neovia and not The Astral. The thrills and patrons where all still the same no matter wwhere the Prince seem to go. Thus, once the bar had settled down and the gang of wouldbe thugs laid across the floorboards of the bar. Some of the keep would being moving them out of the bar and fixing the area up again.

I got have the mind to throw you all out... But, something tells me this was just a misunderstanding.. I'll bill you once I get a price for the repairs.

Nazuma would pull out a large bag of coins and hand it to the man. Hoping it would compensate the damages.The man would thank Nazuma as the two Denkou Prince's began their way to the back of the bar. Nazuma would soak in the moment. He looked at how his brother looked. He looked as if he wasn't taken care of, but it had to be a reason behind it all... This day, this moment only made Nazuma's heart fill with a blitz of emotions and questions he knew only Dazuma could answer.

He sat down across from his brother, normally one would speak and hug. However, Nazuma was very "Different" now. Yet he was still the same fun loving kid he was 4 years ago. He tired to speak but he didn't know what to say. Ye alone where to begin. The fact that Dszuma looked more relaxed in the face than he did. He only stared at his brother for a few moments before he would burry his face into the slates of his hands. He began to sob a bit as his nosrils filled with mucus. His words a bit cracked as he spoke trying to hold back the tears.

It has been to Long.. Finally I see you... You beautiful child... hmph... and tp think everyone thought I'd be the pretty boy. How is mother? I hope all is well...

it had been so long since he had heard anything about the Riore.. The Denkai tend to not mention the Main Kingdoms news. Yet they know so much about whats going on here. No doubt of spies and or agents. Nonetheless, Nazuma Had made it to his brother. He would wipe the tears off his face as he finally had gotten the words to speak.

Okay... Enough tears...Now... Have you been well? All these years... I am sorry I have been away for so long my dearest brother...

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