Post by Mifune on Sept 4, 2013 23:22:26 GMT -5
With dust kicking up from his feet and a piece of twill hanging lazily from his mouth, a renown mercenary by the name of Mifune would be seen traversing his way through the busy crowd streets in Omphalos, with only one itinerary in mind: The so called "Information Board" that he was shown earlier by a little girl who virtually coaxed him into becoming her room mate of sorts. However, his ulterior motive was to be none other than her personal body guard, given how young she was. However, even he could tell; like his previous client, that despite their age they had a lot of spunk in them. This brought an odd smirk to his mouth, and somewhat reminded him of home. He had no particular regrets, save not being able to watch his previous client grow into a powerful young witch; however, he felt rest assured that the blue-haired young man whom he'd fought previous to coming to Omphalos would ensure that she remained unharmed. Indeed, he was just another soul he helped choose the correct path in life. The Path of the Warrior... It was a path that he trode as an individual, a path of justice and compassion. It had guided him, his sword, and his beliefs until this point. However, now that he no longer had a reason to fulfill these obligations, he felt somewhat confused as to what purpose he might possibly have. This would be part of the reason that he was presently standing in front of the massive information board that seemed to be the center focus of this town. Despite wherever you were in this place, the board seemed easy enough to get to, as if somehow it unconsciously drew one towards it. He'd briefly read it before, but now he took a much greater time to examine it more carefully. It depicted a great struggle of sorts between Gods and their chosen champions. As to what these Champions did, it had no particular directive, but it seemed to be that the Gods themselves directly chose them from among the lot of people who were brought to this location. If that was true, then was he too, brought here to participate in this conflict? His brain was wracked with questions, yet his calm demeanor did not reflect as such. Instead, he merely stood in front of the board, twill in his mouth, and sighed. "You mean to tell me that the kid I met earlier was one of these God's chosen Champions? I would have words with them if possible...She's far too young to be shouldering such a burden." It was a frightful thought to him. He deeply cared about children in particular, not wanting to subject them to the hell that is the real world. It was for this very reason that he made it a personal mantra to always carry around candies which he could give to passerby children he'd meet. Then again...The little girl probably would enjoy having responsibilities. She had already surprised him with news of what appeared to be a job in her new found workplace, something else that Mifune found rather brain wracking, but nonetheless was jovial at seeing her in high spirits. Scratching the back of his head in wonderment about what to make of the situation, Mifune merely took a nearby seat and began to ponder. |