- This takes place after all of our meeting threads, we all know everything about one another and are pretty much like a family. Meeting threads will still occur between members outside of this thread. We've all had various adventures with one another at this point and have done some amazing deeds as a team before this thread occurs.
- This thread is to introduce us to the world as a team of mages who are employed by the King of Fiore, undercover of course. Due to our various connections and abilities.
- RP as the King as you wish in your various posts. He will survive the thread however.
- The palace may be attacked or something amazing may happen if you so choose.
- Lucie becomes the sixth member during this thread.
Mercurius. The palace of Crocus. The camera would zoom over the endless city, known as the flower capital worldwide on the planet of Earthland. Birds, children running through the streets. The giant stadium of Domus Flameu off in the distance. Where the Grand Magic Games were held every year sparkling in the evening sunset. It was truly lovely. It would be a playground for anyone who loved Assassins Creed, a popular game with the kids of Earthland. As people in the streets called their children in, and businesses prepared for the nighttime rush, the camera would zoom over the city through the main square leading up to the palace and past many fountains. Eventually it would come to a long, cathedral style hallway. Lined with Royal Knights, and Rune Knights alike.
In the center of the hallway, walked five beings. All of them sported long black cloaks, with hoods. Some were tall, and one of them was extremely short with a cat tail poking out of the back of her cloak. The only thing that really distinguished them apart was their heights, and maybe shoes. These cloaks were enchanted, to allow the members of this team to teleport to one another. Although they looked like simple black cloaks with no markings. They were fitted to each member perfectly.
The guards seemed disturbed by these mages presences, and the Rune Knights even more so from the type of magic and even magic power levels emitting from some of them as they walked by. Rumor had it there was even a damn werewolf among this group.
As they reached some giant doors with huge burning torches on either side, at the end of a red and gold carpet, two Royal Guards would step aside. As they swung the doors open. The King of Fiore, who tasked the Magic Council with responsibility over magical happenings in the entire nation sat before them way ahead on a raised throne. Mato was his name. The throne was ornate as hell. But what were they to expect from one of the three magical superpower nations, Seven, Bellum, and Fiore. As they walked up, they noticed on the far walls. That the room was literally lined with Rune Knights. Fiore was a nation where the humans out numbered the mages 1/1000 or so, and the King had absolute control over even the Magic Council. But he had the nation at stake. Worried about more than just magic. With food supplies, politics, and relations on the line; he was a busy man.
As the five of them walked up; they were stopped by two guards short of the throne who crossed their mighty lances in a huge "X" with a clang. The King waved his hand and they released it. The one in the middle with a long braid coming out of her hood, a cherry dark pink in color would wave a hand. This caused the king to smirk, as Hera did so.
"Oracion Seis.....I've heard rumors of a team of mages, from all different kinds of guilds..accomplishing the impossible. I hear one of you may be a Werewolf which would be nearly impossible, another an Exceed perhaps from the dimension of Edolas? One of you is even rumored to be the child of......Acnologia. Who could make this world a zombie wasteland in a few days if he ever chose too...lord forbid that rumor to be true. The last two of you....are rumored to use magic thought lost forever, Dragon Slayer magic." the King's voice was dead serious but his face was not. He was a short man, very short. Old with a prestine beard like duke.
And he was much too well informed with the rumor mill.
"Have I hit a nerve yet...no...well? Yet your identities and names remain a secret, you all wear those black cloaks whenever you're on missions, and if anyone sees you, usually they're never heard from again, or won't talk even if they know one of you....." he spoke the truth, as they usually protected their identities heavily. The inner workings of their bond between one another was too complex to be understood by outsiders. Hera for instance wore a bandaid on her right cheek, a white one at all times to cover a scar there. It seemed like it was just for style, but it had been given to her by her teammates father. Acnologia, when he had killed her own father, Heero. When they were both children, as Madison and Hera were the same age around 16 or so. They were all connected. Hera had been searching for Lucie, to make her the sixth member. An ex-Fairy Tail mage.
That day, and up until forming Oracion Seis; Hera felt guilty as hell for abandoning a child. After Lucie had agreed to form the team with them for her own reasons, and various adventures. Hera learned just how sinister the demon was that possessed her; and could not blame the small child at all for her outburts. But as a member of Oracion Seis, each with their own demons. She now would have support all times if Hera could ever find her. She even had a cloak made for her in her appropriate size or around what Hera thought she would be. She hoped that among such a group of people, Lucie if she found her would find friendship and even family. Everyone had their inner demons. Ezra himself was.....well.
"Well, I take if from your silence that none of you understand.....your connections. Some of you belong to Dark Guilds...I'm sure of it." he smiled. A somewhat sinister smile for a king, but still with a nice look in his eyes. "Yes, you can do Jobs...even, assassinations, yes....that others cannot...yes you shall work for me now." he clapped his hands and looked down at them, leaning forward in the throne. "Of course this means asylum with the throne in the palace here in Crocus if you need it.....but since you all's creed as a team already is to keep your identities secret, this is ideally perfect...what say you?"
"Oh and also, remove those hoods in my presence. All of you Rune Knights, leave immediately." a mighty march ensued as one by one they filed out of the throne room until it was erriely silent except for the grand burning white torches lining the room now. As the throne room doors slammed shut.
Hera would turn to the rest of the group, with a shrug.
"Well, a chance to be owed a favor by the King himself...what do we have to lose." Hera said under her breath, as the King couldn't make out what she'd said to her companions but heard her say something; raising an eyebrow. "Seems he already knows way to much about us.....can't believe he'd leave us in a room with him alone like this."
As the five figures remained with their hoods up, down by the throne. Hera waited and then lowered her hood, her long pink braid showing now as she raised an eyebrow. Letting her teammates speak to the King if they wanted. Hera wasn't sure. What type of jobs he'd want them to do for him. But...he was the King. Money would be no object for them anymore if they wanted, and if she knew Ezra he was about to make a demand or two of the king for the teams help as a whole. Hera had a feeling that he was going to ask them to spy on the Magic Council for them or something of that manner. As regular humans might be getting restless with all the craziness the Dark Guilds were wreaking. Or to be his personal hit squad to accomplish missions most would consider suicide.