After a session of testing out a few level 300 character designs for another game, KMega6KMegacharacter entered Sword Kingdom a little excited. In his mind, they were going to receive a unit some paladins and a few priests. Instead though, he received a single old paladin well past his prime and a smart a** priest. When he saw them, he swore to the gods before he finally calmed down.
“I am Commander KMega, and I’m in charge of this fortress. I assume that you two are here to aid in the fortifications against the demons?” (KMega)
The priest then walked forward like he was a punk and eyed KMega closely.
“I’m not impressed.” (Priest)
KMega looked down at the slouching man before coldly responding.
“Neither am I.” (KMega)
The priest then suddenly grabbed his codpiece and twisted it, but KMega stood his ground and endured the pain.
“Are you done handling my junk you pervert, or would you rather play while we talk?” (KMega)
The priest then gave a ‘tsk’ as he released KMega and backed away in annoyance while the paladin stepped forward.
“Apologies for my grandson, noble hero. Your deeds have been well received by the youth of the kingdom.” (Paladin)
KMega smirked a little.
“I am nothing more than a simple man. No, after all I’ve done, being humble is uncalled for in this situation. The truth is; I couldn’t have come this far without my senior knight and teacher, Yirk; and my significant other Astrid7Astridcharacter.” (KMega)
Needless to say, neither of them were with him right now, so the priest naturally spoke about it.
“I hear your girlfriend is a dragon4dragonspecies. She must be really hot in bed.” (Priest)
KMega looked at the punk, for lack of a better term, unamused.
“Why would you even care about that? You’re the one that likes to grab a man’s privates.” (KMega)
There was a ‘tsk’ again from the priest.
“Perhaps you guys got off on the wrong foot, noble hero. We don’t want unsightly rumors spreading around.” (Paladin)
KMega then raised his shoulders.
“I care very little about what kind of rumours are spread about him unless it affects me. Astrid is my girl, and no man is going to touch her While I Live.” (KMega using emphasis)
His tone was a clear warning to everyone listening. Not that any soldier would dare and try anyways, but his threatening tone doubled that resolve. Besides, some of the soldiers remembered her as a little girl and treated her more like a child than anything else.
With the introductions out of the way, KMega shifted his plans from integrating the holy warriors into his own forces; to making his own, or what could serve as them. He started this task by having his officers train with them. He picked them because each of them was strong and governed the aspects of a specific element. It was a simple and sound plan to specialize his own forces. When they weren’t patrolling or with their families, they would be training since KMega taught them that their enemies will surely be back.
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After some of the officers spent a full day with the holy warriors, the two came over to talk with KMega during his evening meal.
He was going to log out right after he eat, so he hoped that this wouldn’t take long.
“We never introduced ourselves, did we?” (Paladin)
After he said so, KMega searched his memories and realized that what he said is true.
“I am Xander Ironstride of the East, and this is my grandson, Johnny Ironstride.” (Xander)
The priest then gave another ‘tsk’ before extending his hand.
“Alright, I admit it. You live up to your rap. Now, tell me what’s so special about those nobodies you had us stuck…” (Johnny)
Xander slapped the back of his grandsons head to shut him up.
“Manners, my boy. I knew I never should have let your father out with that harlet he calls a lover.” (Xander)
Johnny then rolled his eyes as he takes his hand back.
“Call me J. I don’t like being called Johnny since there was a kid named Johnny where I grew up.” (J)
He seemed to trail off, and KMega wasn’t interested in pursuing this npcs back story.
It’s rather unlikely that they’ll know each other for very long.
