Nebula Gravis

[ClockworkAngel]

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A blade glittered in the moonlight. A band of thieves stepped from the shadows and confronted the white haired man. He looked at them... Through them... They were as significant to him as the ants that walked the earth below his feet. He did not care for them. Why should he?

"Your money, your valuables and your posessions. Hand them over, or we'll take them by force." One of the thieves said. The white haird man looked the thief in the eyes and the thief hesitated. Never had he seen such deep, old eyes, so full of hatred and scourn, as cold and black as the depths of the ocean despite the blue chill they radiated. The thief soon overcame this fear, much to his misfortune, and instead brandished his blade once more at the man.

"Did you not hear me?" He said aggressivley. The white haired man looked him straight in the eyes.
"Does a human here the voice of the insects as they cry out below his feet?" The white haired man spoke softly, yet there was an unmistakable and overwhelming sense of maliciousness behind the words that made the thief hesitate once more. "And like those very insects upon which you walk, do you pay them any attention as your crush their meaningless lives? If you do not leave me be, then you shall meet the same fate as an insect before a giant."
"You bandy about with words, but what could you do against so many?" The thief said. The man simply smiled. A smile of no joy, no comprehensible emotion. Just a smile.

He took a step towards the thief, and then the thief knew... His life was forfeit the moment he had talked to this man. The realisation came too late, as he fellow thieves fell dead to the floor, yet he had seen no movement from the white haired man. The man held out a hand.

"Glacialis Nebula Arcanum Deleo." The white haired man muttered softly. A brief look of fear spread across the thief's face, but only for a second, for his body ceased to be shortly after, becoming no more than a sparkle of dust in the air. The white haired man continued on his way into the city, searching...


[Lily - Florenspira: Capital City of Florens]

The cart came to a halt. Lily stepped out of the carraige. The moon was getting low in the sky now and morning was not far off.

"We are here my lady." Christoph, the cart driver said. Lily nodded as if to say that was obvious. She handed the man three coins of Lunarian Silver and made her way into the small port, as the driver turned and began to drive back to Florens.

The port was simply three or four buildings, in which those that worked the port lived, with a large house nearest the port, where sailors could stop between journeys. There was a small farmyard, to help sustain the lives of those living so far from the city. Lily made her way to the sea and looked into the harbour. Three boats lay docked at the small pier, all reasonably small in size. One had a man attending the sails. She walked over to the boat and called out to the man to get his attention. The man leapt from his position and walked over to the side of the boat.

"And what can I do for a beautiful young lady such as yourself?" The sailor asked.
"I require a ship to take me to the Black Lands." Lily replied.
"The Black Lands? You wish to travel to Nigerautumunus?" The man laughed slightly. "That's a rare thing indeed, not to mention a young lady such as yourself daring to tread in that cursed land.
"I am not as young as you may think." Lily replied. "Would you take me?"
"That depends what you're offering?" The man replied, his eyes searching the woman before him.
"Three coins of Lunarian Silver." She said softly, noticing the man's gaze. "And maybe a small bonus should we arrive on the continent swiftly."
"I hear you." The sailor said. "Come on aboard. I'm was about to head out to my next port of call, but I suppose I can make a detour for a lovely lady in need. Come on, I'll finish getting ready. It should only take a few minutes or so. Make yourself at home."
"I thank you." Lily said, as she stepped forth onto the boat.