<b>â??Young master, waaaiiit~!â?</b>the squire called out, still chasing the young noble.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#8080ff">â??Fuck you!â?</span>he cried out, flipping the other male over his shoulders as he continued to run through the bazaar. The little chick chirped happily as he was allowed to come along for the ride, while Nao continued to hold the little guy in his grasp. There was a noise to the side, screaming and shouting that was more anger than fright. The blonde blinked at that, wondering exactly what was going on. In the corner of his eyes, he could clearly see the person he had been with not a few moments ago. Itsuki, with her red hair flowing in the breeze, dashing madly away from the mob that followed her.<br/><br/>It reminded him that she wasnâ??t treated kindly, due to her heritage. Of course, Nao hadnâ??t known right away, but with the aura around her, her spirit almost speaking to him, he was kindly informed. So engrossed with what little was going on in his mind, he soon found that yes, the ground does come to meet you half way.<br/><br/>A simple trip over a few crates sent him face first into the cobble ground. The little chick was frantic, wildly running around after it had been nearly tossed, before dashing away.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00bfbf"><i>Junior!</i></span>he mentally cried for, sad now that he had lost his little friend. Suddenly, a hand yanked him up by his collar.<br/><br/><b>â??Sire, this matter is urgent. Lingard has been plagued as of some time, and your familyâ?¦ Young master, a ship awaits us just a few paces beyond the Southern Gates. Please.â?</b><br/><br/>Slightly dazed, he only listened to half of what the squire was saying. Once caught, it seemed that he had lost a bit of will to keep running, and it took too much energy to run either way. He needed a drink and since the squire wouldnâ??t leave him alone, perhaps returning home for a few rounds of booze wouldnâ??t hurt. Surely, his family could due without him, though? They had done so for the past few years, and should know that Nao wasnâ??t one to stay in one place for too long.<a class="link link--external" href="http://static.desktopnexus.com/wallpapers/34146-bigthumbnail.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Lingard</a>wasnâ??t exactly the ideal place to live either way. Neither a town nor a city, the entire landmark was a nearly endless stretch of river. Miles high above the deadly forestry ground, a snake-like river ran throughout the entire â??cityâ??. Branching around it were homes and small clusters of villages within the city, surrounded by exotic creatures of both river and deadly forest.<br/><br/>Shielded by ancient magic, the area remained safe from the evil King for the time being, and while a perfect place for sanctuary, no one but specific people was allowed in. Decedents of necromancers and a few selected people from the Eastern Kingdom, and before the Eclipse, the Queen of Light had occasionally visited. It wasnâ??t unheard of though, for each area of concentrated magical beings to put up blood barriers. Though strange, as they shield not only outsiders away, but the dangers of their area within the boarders as well.<br/><br/>Exotic things that many have desired to see, yet all very boring for the boy who grew up there.<br/><br/>But.<br/><br/>Back to the point.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#8080ff">â??Well, looks like we have someone thatâ??s going to be coming with us, then, eh, Lukas?â?</span><br/><br/><b>â??My name is Johnathan, Sir.â?</b><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#8080ff">â??Right-o, Lukas. To the ship!â?</span>he called out, fumbling as he began to run towards Itsukiâ??s direction. Of course, if he paused just a fraction of a second to grab the oh-so-tempting bottle of rum, then it wasnâ??t his fault.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#8080ff">â??Itsuki! I found her! Follow me~â?</span>the blonde nearly collided with the said ogre, a pitchfork nearly spearing him in the ass as he tried to grab onto the redheadâ??s arm. The squire was quick to follow, confused as to who this woman was, but not about to question when he finally had cooperation with the blonde.<br/><br/>With slightly drunken stepsâ??so he might have taken a few swigs of the bottleâ??Nao led her as fast as he could towards the Southern Gates and once out there, they would see the ship to the far left. Grounded, with the mast flapped opened in three arrays of golden sheets. It looked simple and a touch orient based, with â??The Bastardâ? inscribed on the side. Ah, fond memories of when he had scribbled that on there before he had left Lingard.