The Guide of Argos

Chapter 13

A/N Hello everyone! I'm back! Since this is chapter 13, I am going to introduce a ton of nations but most importantly cause political chaos over some random stuff.

Anyways, here is the chapter(It's pretty long)! BTW do you want longer content like this once every  two weeks or a bunch of shorter chapters in the same timeframe.

PS Every city in this world is loosely based on a real nation/city. (e.g.  Valemont is based off Montreal and Antersdam is based off the Low Countries. )

Falcon woke up, realizing that Argos was gone. Was that just a dream? Falcon thought before gathering his thoughts. He gasped for breath at how unreal this felt before he got out of bed and changed into his adventuring clothes, which comprised a red wool robe stretching to his thighs and a gold-colored silk cloak by Laetius. 

As he headed to Antersdam's town square, which on a usual day was filled to the brim of people, was surprisingly empty. He walked across the square when he saw the building the Elven Consular had described to him. This was it. The Antersdam Capitol building. Falcon took a deep breath before opening the door in anticipation when he realized that Laetius wasn't there. Falcon waited at the gallery for a while before Laetius came out surrounded by guards at all sides. When the Elf saw Falcon, he gently waved the guards off" He is a trusted friend," Laetius spoke gently" He is the one in the prophecy that will finally rid us of the Demented One, as you all should know by now after what happened last night. Now leave!" He spoke with a stern but commanding voice. The soldiers gave respectful bows towards the elf before walking away to other posts. 

"Wait so..."Falcon tried to say before he got interrupted." Yes, what happened was all real. Argos is coming for us and we need some help" The elf told him solemnly." Head to Mythralis. The King of the Dwarves seek your arrival. He is suspicious of Antersdam and it's residents- after all I don't blame him, after all only a few years have gone by since the Third Mountain War. Seek for the old king's permission to search through the ancient tombs as Mythralis is the closest city to Argos' dark divination, you will have to be careful. ""Wait so if all of what just happened was true...does that mean the gods abandoned us?" Falcon asked in curiosity. The elven councilor sighed in frustration before responding" Yes, though all of our attempts at contacting with the Church has gone in vain, this does mean that the Triumvirate will not be with us. As for the other gods, we may never know, as unless we preform certain ceremonies, they never give us an answer and even then this is vague. "

Falcon, however thinks that this is going too quick, so he decided to explore his surroundings before going on the mission. He decides to put off the mission for now and as he explores Antersdam's bustling streets. After he bought some supplies that he will need for the long journey, he decides to go back to his room, when he saw a suspicious figure in the distance. The figure moved silently like an assassin during nighttime, despite the fact that the person should have nothing to hide. Feeling suspicious, Falcon drew his emerald green Elementium blade with  a bright shine and with a loud swish that disturbed many townsfolk whom after turning their heads in curiosity just turned back and continued what they were doing prior to this, very used to this kind of thing by now. The mysterious figure turned into a tavern, so after Falcon put on his hood to hide who he really is, he went into the tavern with a grin, hoping to catch the suspicious person in their act. Falcon sat down in a chair, deepened his voice and asked for a mug of the strongest beer, despite knowing full well how it will affect him. The bartender, an old disgrutled middle-aged man with an unkempt beard grunted before handing him a mug full of a weird bubbly brown colored liquid. Falcon took out several silver coins and tossed them at the bartender who seems to pay him no mind, as the middle-aged man is reading a newspaper while grumbling about' the pains of tourist's season' or the like. Falcon decided to take a sip, trying his best not to draw attention to himself while doing so.The person he was spying on finally took off his hood, revealing a male teen around Falcon's age. What caught Falcon was the fierce stare of his purple eyes, along with his golden hair, which were not seen by anyone in the world before . He's not human Falcon thought, despite everything he's seen, as the shape looks human but...there is an unnatural aura surrounding him, some unnatural power, as if from a god.