Acquiring the legendary blade * Weapon job for Daemon with the help of Chel and Fredrick

"Long before the founding of Foire there was a legend of a sword locked away by an ancient force , this blade was said to be of unimaginable  strength and mystical power and that all of its wielders were forever edged into the pages of history. But the swords power came at a terrible cost its wielders were driven mad by the blades blood lust  with each battle the blade grew stronger and stronger until its power consumed that of its owner claiming their lies in the end ... No one knows if this legend is true or not but I  guess  that won't stop you will it ? " An old man siting in the back room of a tavern asked the three men in front of him  as they calmly shook their heads .

" I suppose its pointless to try and stop you three all I can do is with you good luck and pray your eternal souls. Before you leave please take this map it will guide you to the ruins of darkness." The old man reached into his robe and pulled out a dusty slightly molded map  and handed it to the man in the middle .

"Thank you sir for the story and the map we will use them well." The man said as he looked at his two companies and nodded calmly before they left the backroom and head out of the tavern and into the jungle.


-A half an hour earlier.-

The tavern known as "The Black Dragon"  a simple place away from the hustle and bustle of the large cities  and haven for travelers. Daemon had come here because of a job posting to the guild offering several billion jewels if someone could retrieve some rare sword hidden in some ancient ruins little did our friend know that he was about to run into  his old friend and once former fellow rune knight Chel and his ally whose named escaped him at the moment. Daemon smiled calmly d walked over and sat down next to Chel  who was playing with a small black cat and ordered some water and some udon, as Daemon waited for his food he turned to the man with the hooded cloak eating a piece of strawberry cake.

Chelvaric was sitting in a bar in some distant place near the jungle. Why he was here he had no idea. For some reason he just needed to go to here. something in him said he would be needed here for something important. Well time would prove why he was here. Maybe a test for his newly gained power. Chelvaric was sitting at the bar and was wearing his usual clothes. his sleeves black shirt that was pretty dusty because of his new powers. But for once he was wearing shorts. It felt more comfortable to move in. they were black but had edges of red. His feather armbands were still the same only the feathers were now from stone. His neko collar was hanging on his neck as always and because he was in a bar he was wearing a scarf in front of his mouth and a hoodie. The biggest new thing about Chelvaric was his right leg. He wasn’t wearin a shoe on that one. And the underside of the leg was completely made out of earth. It was still not completely the shape he wanted but it looked human and that was good enough to him.


Atleast he found a nice black little cat walking on the bar. He was now playing with it while he was drinking some milk beer. It was a good time spending. And then it was when he smelled a long time absent smell. That of a fellow rune knight from so many months ago. And not much later this man was sitting next to him. He was a friend a good friend. And it seemed this was the reason chelvaric was led to here. it was daemon. What was he doing here.



“Daemon old buddy is that you? What are you doing here?”, Chelvaric asked as he patted daemon on the shoulder. He was a good guy but still a rune knight last time he saw him. Tough he wasn’t dressed in a rune knight outfit maby he left to. Well it was up to daemon to answer these.

It was a rather lonely and silent night when Frederick walked along the road. Back to return to the once so infamous guild. The place that he called home, lately he was trying start some underground recruiting once again. But not as like in the old days, that time was over. No this time he would only collect the strong, malicious and most darkest people he could find.
But till now he had no luck, and he was starting to get tired from the long journey. And he was in luck when he came across a tavern. An odd place for a tavern to be, but then again who was he to complain. He was just pleased that he could sit down and take something to drink.

Once in the tavern he took place in the most left corner at a small table, and ordered an ale to drink. It was the most concealing place to be, while he could observe the travelers, merchants and other weary people that came here to rest. Until his eye caught an old acquaintance. It was Chelvaric, whom in turn had found someone else he knew too.
Maybe he should have a little chat with him later on, but for now Frederick hided his presence and became one with the darkness in the corner. Listening carefully to catch anything that the two were talking about.

Daemon smiled and chatted with his old friend about the past and his reason for joining his new guild for revenge on his parents  and his plan to kill the people who ordered his parents death while gaining allies  along the way he could count on. "I was actually on my way to the ruins nearby to complete a job for this low life noble who said that there's some sort of demonic sword  that can grant its wielder  untold power and great fame. Since were both in the area think you an help me out for old times sake ?" He said calmly as the waitress quickly rushed up and gave his food. Daemon smiled charismatically and began to flirt with  her for three mins causing her to blush  and giggle  ecstatically before taking out a piece of paper and wrote her home address and number  and handed it to Daemon whispering for him to call her then quickly walked off. Daemon sighed and stuffed the piece of paper into his pocket before quickly downing his udon and drank a sip of his sake to avoid getting drunk.


"Ahhh nothing beats sake in the evening." Daemon began to chuckle as he quickly stood up to avoid hitting Chel or his feline friend and stretched his arms over his head leaving some jewels on the counter and a tip for the waitress.

Chelvaric heared daemon out as he was saying why he was here. so he was on a job to gain a demon sword. That was interesting where a demon sword is there is always a demon to find. A bit like where there Is smoke there is fire. he saw then daemon started to flirt with the waitress maby a bit rude to ignore chell like that but it gave him time to think about his proposal. It would be a good training for him to test his newly gained powers while he was at it. Who know’s there could be valuable info about other demons at that place. Still he was a bit obligated anyway his trainer wanted him to defeat as many demons as he could. And he would do that to an extent. He cracked his knuckles and also got up he took his glas of alcohol milk and emptied in one time. he had decided on his plan.


“For old times I shall accompany you then. Tough I shall warn you a demon blade is a breeding place for lesser demons and maby its master a more higher demon will be there. I doubt we’ll see a arch demon tough. Anyway its good that I come along I shall perish those demons for you.”, he said and he did the old greeting sing of the rune knights just out of sentimental passion. Time to go out in this jungle and find that blade he tought.

Frederick didn't pick up a lot when he sat there listening except a few words. But those words were more then enough to make him interested in what they were going to fetch.
'Demons and a sword hmm, it would be a shame if that power would fall into the wrong hands..'

As he watched Chelvaric and his found friend leave the tavern he quickly left some jewels on the table and followed them outside. He was in luck they weren't far away yet, for now he followed them. They will take notice of soon enough, after all Chelavic served with him in Savage Skull and the cat man knew how Frederick's presence felt like.

Daemon and chel walked through the forest  talking about different ways to torch a building without the use of accelerant until Daemon began to smell a scent coming from behind them but decided to ignore it for a while until they reached a clearing  as the quarter moon rose into the nine o clock position bathing the jungle clearing with a pale blue light. Daemon stopped slowly and reached for his pistol and fired a warning shot behind him at who ever or what ever was fallowing him and his old friend. "Who's ever fallowing us you've got ten second to show yourself or the next round goes through your leg ." Daemon said with an ice cold tone as his body overflowed with a powerful silver aura.