Shocking revelations get Zeke and his friends to leave Grale behind. Whatever is in their path will test them. North of Grale is considered a dangerous region. A rogue group of Arcana reside there. They go by a code....those who trespass gets captured and executed.
These members also wanted for crimes all across Grale. Some wanted for murder, kidnapping, breaking and entering, arson, Tomb raiding, treason and more gruesome charges. They are never caught fugitives hunted by the High Arcana Council. Massive rewards placed on their heads.
They need to be careful treading through Cedemore Plato. The ground around them is lush and green. Very healthy and bountiful. Currently a festival is taking place and thousands of people have gathered.
"Wow despite being ran by fugitives." Alice implies, "Its nicely ran and well managed."
In the distance down a line is venders of different selections. Fine Wines, Ammo, Relics, Accessories, Tomes, Mix Ingredients for alchemists, horse stalls for mounts, apothecary supplies, and food. Competitive games like archery, dueling, Mount races, hunting quests, and obstacle courses. Brilliantly crafted statues are in lines and greatly detailed. It's truly a magnificent sight.
As they made their way through the festival, Zeke and his friends couldn't help but be impressed by the organization and management of the event. Despite being run by fugitives, it seemed to be a thriving community, with people from all over the region coming together to celebrate.
But they also knew that they had to be careful. The rogue group of Arcana in the north was not to be taken lightly, and they had to avoid any unnecessary attention.
As they walked through the festival, they kept a low profile, trying not to draw too much attention to themselves. They sampled some of the food and drinks, browsed the stalls, and watched some of the competitions.
But as they were leaving, they were approached by a group of Arcana. "What are you doing here?" one of them asked, eyeing them suspiciously.
"We're just passing through," Zeke said, trying to sound casual.
The Arcana looked at them for a moment, then nodded. "Alright," he said, "But be careful. The north is a dangerous place."
They thanked him and continued on their way, feeling relieved to have avoided any trouble.
"Festival is bringing all the stops this year." Zeke said with a smile, "Doing some shopping might benefit our travels too."
"The girls are looking more attractive this year." Samuel points out while trying to get away from the group, "Glad I'm single don't gotta break any hearts."
The girls just snicker. Samuel turns to them and says, "What's so funny ladies?"
Samuel also gained the nickname; Date Disaster. Mainly because he comes off as a perverted jackass. Getting rejected, punched and sometimes hung up on the statue in central park by his cloak. That happened twice. One time, Alice tied him to a wagon for flirting with her.
"Your not known for success in that field, Sam." said Alice, "Remember the wagon?"
"That's just not fair." said Samuel, "My pitch was perfectly done and on the spot."
"Grabbing my ass and squeezing saying 'come with me sweet ass' then proceeding to kiss my cheek." said Alice, "Now the cheek kiss that was cute, but remind you we were in a public theatre in a play." "Which none of it was part of the script."
"I mean I did play it off like it was part of it." Samuel smiles,
"You also figured out its best to sleep with one eye open." Alice added with a smile,
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Blackhearts
FantasyZeke Wills was born into a world torn apart by religious and political strife. In this world, certain individuals possessed the power of Arcana, which was divided into six branches: black, white, blood, green, yellow, and Twilight. However, not ever...
