A Leader's Grace [Private]
Oct 24, 2011 11:38:28 GMT -8
Post by Gentlemanne on Oct 24, 2011 11:38:28 GMT -8
[/color]''Hmph, this place is hardly worth my time."
I shook my head in disgust, this village, no, this entire COUNTRY was full of peasants and idiots. No one even recognized me, how could they not? I was Magnus, the Master of Magnetism. My name should be heard everywhere, not just in the small circle of people that followed me around. I guess the glory days of the war were long gone. Pity.
''Gragh, is there nothing to do in this dive?"
I questioned nature as I went against it, my supreme being floating above the ground. The perk to being such a skilled Zantetsuken meant I need not even waste my time on such feeble things as ''walking" or ''working", no. That wasn't fit for a prince-- a king. As I carried my royal form along the path, I stopped and quickly lowered myself closer to the ground, the rock below me securing my feet.
''I need a mercenary, no, a body guard. I've got to figure out.. some way to get my name recognized, an easy path to instant recognition. But how? How could I do that?"
I spoke out loud, I had nothing to hide. Although the area was large, my booming, masculine voice could be heard. Would anybody heed the call? Maybe somebody worth of my presence would appear before me?
Magnetism.