Elrad : King of the Eastern Land

*footsteps* thump thump.. . A man is entering a room. A room with fine curtains, large pieces of torch and torch vessels, and a high ceiling with elegant carvings and man-made designs, as well as large glass windows with pillars that can withstand a thousand years of war and conflict. The ideal setting for a king's throne. The man is now approaching a throne, a throne previously occupied by a righteous king, a warrior, and a peacekeeper. A throne that was constructed in a kingdom that had previously seen many conflicts. A kingdom established on the aspirations and desires of its founding ruler. Every stride he takes is filled with respect and pride. As he reached the throne and as he about to sit, a knight followed him and shouted, "The King has arrived! King Jim Phantomblade of Estian Kingdom!" .The king is a tall bearded man with a scarred left eye, a powerful man wearing magnificent armor that covers his full body and a blue cloak with an emblem of his kingdom on the back. He constantly takes a proud and honorable stance. and a knight is walking towards the king, the knight is came from a mission and as he approached the king he takes a knee. "Mission report!" the king said to a knight who is kneeling before him. A knight with pride and honor wearing full body armor and a cape with a sword on the side waist. "My King! The mission was executed perfectly and there is no casualties, we won the battle. And as expected, there are no Bandits interference." the knight replied with honor and respect. The king grinned broadly and rose to his feet, clearly happy with the knight's report. He stated as he raised his two hands. . "Well! It's a great news!" the king smiled and turn around. "what can you say?" the king asked the man standing on the side of the throne, who also hears the knight's report. *smiled* "What else do we expect from the Supreme Knight?". The man standing on the side of the throne then asked the knight "Is he arriving soon?" "Yes my Lord! at any moment the supreme knight will arrive." the knight replied to the man who is standing in the side of the throne. That man is Edoh Silverknight, Nephew of King Jim Phantomblade. The former head of the knights and a former member of the royal guards. A brilliant battler and a real knight in battle, he is both wise and powerful. He has a masculine build body, with a signature armor that can be distinguish among others. A bald man with a mole on his left lower eye. "As your king, I'm delighted with what you've reported! Proud and strong! Prepare a feast for my knights while we await the arrival of the Supreme Knight!" This is something that the king joyfully announces. "Well done!" Edoh smirked as he cheerfully stated this. To the joyful congratulation, the knight answered, "It's an honor, my King!". The King then said this as he walked down from the throne, each step is a step full of pride and proudness to a successful and well conducted mission. "Punishment fits the crime, Justice has been served!" An unavoidable state of turmoil is about to emerge. A message is on its way to the Maslih Kingdom, a kingdom built on the sweat and blood of its people, with a foundation as solid as its ruler's pure heart and will, a kingdom that has seen much war and battle, yet remains unbreakable and invincible no matter how much obliteration and destructive power it may incur. crow: *caa caa caa...* A soldier on duty, on a huge castle tower, noticed a crow approaching his position and realized it was a message crow sent by a soldier from a specific village. "Waa waa whaaaaaat!" exclaims the soldier. As he reads the letter, the soldier is taken aback and because of this he fall to his knees. As the soldier's face was covered in astonishment, He sprints down the stairwell, shouting with each step. " General! General! General!" *huff*, *huff*, *huff* "Soldier, take a deep breath, what is it?" The general noticed a soldier who was in a rush. "General! a.. a message.. a message from Landergrass Village!" The soldier responded, still surprised. The General of Maslih Army, General Kufrih a bearded man with a top knot, wearing a full body armor and a single left shoulder guard with a long cape. The ambience of the surroundings changes as he reads the message; his face becomes stern and an angry look can be seen. As he received the message he immediately called one of the Commanders. "What is it General?" The Second Wing Commander of Maslih Army, Commander Ul-Shier, a tall endomorph body typed man, with beard and a bald head appearance covered in a half body armor, asked general Kufrih. "Let's go Commander, we need to see the King!" the general replied as he stand up and rushed outside with anger. The general and the commander arrived on the training ground of Maslih Kingdom, the training ground has a huge open space and surrounded by tall standing trees, training dummies, different types of weapons and huts that restores a lot of practice equipment's. As they reached the place where the king is, they discovered the king is busy with his usual training. *Bam! Bam! * *Punch! *Punch!* "Take this! and this! and this!" yells the king as he continues to practice. "For this morning, I managed to make 12 holes! Wu-hahahahaha!" As he pounded the training dummy, the king laughed heartily. "My King!" shouted the general as he drew the king's attention, King Muhnir Nightshade of Maslih Kingdom, a tall bearded man, with a perfectly shaped masculine body plenty of scars, his face can be easily recognized because of the horizontal scar on his nose, it is said that with his huge fist he can punch through any surface even the body of a human being, with just a single strike. "I apologies for interrupting your training... we received an emergency message from the landergrass village," the general said as he delivered the message to his king. Then the letter was given to the king. When the king read the message, his mood changed instantly and as the king gripped the letter, the veins on his hands appeared, along with a scary and angry facial expression that appeared to be about to erupt from the rage he felt.