Rules of Mystique

Strife

Nicholas slept gently in his bed until he felt the thump of a furry tail on his face, he pretended to be asleep hoping to get away with sleeping in, but the thumping would not cease. He groaned awake as if dejecting to awaken. Ounce he opened his eyes, he noticed that no-one was in his room. Upon looking on his unkempt bed he realized he had grown an large lions tail. "I'm not going to scream, I'm not going to-" he took a deep breath through his nose "SHANNARA" he exclaimed loud enough to let it echo through the thick metal walls of his home.

He stood up and slipped on the blankets laying on the floor, smacking his face straight into the Blue Metallic floor. He stood up and pretended to not be bother, after all, he'd been doing this from since he was 6. Nicholas got into a warm shower and soaked for an hour, then got dressed. Stepping out to his kitchen...as expected, it was empty for the third time that week it was Tuesday after all. "For a cold blooded reptile with a small stomach, Darmith eats way too much. I'm going to have to start hiding my Black Liquorice Vines and the rest of my confectionaries some place else" he told himself as he sighed while closing the cupboard doors.

Nicholas stood in the middle of his home and uttered the words "Nautilus, start up exit protocol" a hatch opened up above his head and he was shot out through it through means of vacuum pressure. Nicholas was flung out, landing in the soft grass patch on the Island Shore of Gardenia, approaching the main gate to the kingdom. "What are your quarrels with our noble kingdom?" asked a guard from behind the door, "Woe to they that fall prey to the voice of the nightingale with it's power to dismay". The gate suddenly bursts open, four guards bowing to Nicholas "We apologise, Sir" they said in unison. Nicholas walked between them and set his hands on their shoulders as a sign of forgiveness.

Nicholas approached an open field, constantly looking at the time. He was just about to leave, waiting for 3 hours now, as soon as he turned around, a girl with dirty blond hair and eyes of ocean blue and about 6'3 in estimated height flies down on a winged horse, jumping off, tripping and tearing up about 3 feet of dirt and grass. The girl stood up as fast possible, pretending that she had not just taken a face full of grass. "Erme..." Nico said "Nico" Erme replied. In an moment of silence, a grunt or two can be heard followed by a barrage of laughter from both Nico and Erme. "OKAY, okay" Nico tries to stop laughing to catch his breath "Can we please find other living arrangements for the Generals, or at least their mounts" Nico pleaded, Erme replying "Such a shame there isn't...oh, I don't know...a place to keep mounts and take care of them" she seemed to have a whole different agenda. "Fine, I'll have Atum build your stables after he builds the tavern and the tower" Nico says dejectedly, "Good, then after you can arrange for their living Quarters" Erme says, adorning a smug grin. "It's bad enough that I have to take care of them and the kingdom while on your underwater adventures, you could at least get a way to communicate with us more efficiently" Nico tells Erme with a serious tone in his voice. "Yeah I know but it's getting worse down in Atlantis, It's honestly not going well" she says as she gets back on the winged horse "Oh, and tell anybody about my wipe-out and I murder you" she adds before she rides off. "That's Emma for you" Nico tells himself as he walks to the mountain ranges.