The Hunter and The Hunted.

Gadile

As Van had looked up to see who his attacker was, he was hesitant to retaliate when he saw it was Miranda. Van would continue in to tell Shinji how lucky he was that Miranda intervened. Benkei would try to calm the situation as well but Miranda had things under control as the two young men recognized her strength and would listen to her without resistance. Nir had been fed up with the ruckus and shouted out for everyone to “shut up.”  The group would simultaneously look to Nir as Nostradamus had finally gotten his words out to retreat to his estate.

Benkei would question Nostradamus’ ability to transport this large group of people. “Who do you think this man is? He is one of the most powerful sorcerers in existence. I’m sure you’ve heard of the six that oversee the world. The Seers Circle. This man goes by the name of the Diety of Forsight, Nostradamus!” Miranda would shout at Benkei and then would pause briefly as the Galatian group would be in shock to find out that Nostradamus was of the Seers Circle. Now that they knew who he was the Galatians have decided it would indeed be best to leave the area for now. “Yes young monk, I do have the ability to transfer us all.” He’d ease Benkei letting him know everything was alright in his hands. With a little more further discussion, the Galatians fully agreed to go. Van had added in a snarky comment about the Ovale group being outsiders looking in Shinji’s direction. ”Why you-“ Shinji was about to start walking towards Van as he was stopped in his tracks. Virgil had placed his hand on Shinji’s shoulder. ”Let it go.” Shinji looked back to Virgil. ”Tch. Whatever.” Shinji would suck his teeth the turn back around walking away from Van. Nir had turned to Nostradamus and told them that they would go with him. “Now then, if you are all ready.” Nostradamus would hold his hand out palm down with his fingers slightly bent as if trying to hold a ball. Magic energy would seep from his body focusing mostly on his hand. The magic would extend out to the others enveloping then in his magic. In a flash, the the group had vanished!

Out in the distance a shadowy figure had been watching the battle that took place at Gadile. “Oh my, it really was a mess here. Heyyy! It’s over they left already! Hey miss they left!” A small ball-shaped child had been floating down the mountain. “I’m sorry miss I got distracted and they got away.” The woman had been laying down look looking up into the clouds. The ball like child had been looking at her with endearment awaiting her answer. “I want you to be at full power soon so you gotta remember that special people like that can’t get away.” The woman still unidentifiable sat up with her arms open for the child to come in close for embracement. The child would rush into her arms. “I’m sorry miss, I won’t forget again.” “There, there.” The woman would be smiling while holding the child. She would then look up with a malicious smirk as if she was plotting something sinister. In the distance armor, helmets, legs and arms were being tossed around. A more grotesque looking creature that also couldn’t be identified had been feasting a few meters away from the woman and child. “Hung... hungry... hungry !!” The creature would continue feasting on the flesh of the soldiers that were killed in Gadile. “No worries my sweet boy. You have all these bodies to fill your belly.” The woman would be referring to the remaining bodies down low.

Nostradamus’ Estate

The group now appears in front of a large estate. With beautiful architecture, there was one mansion like building at the top of the estate. There were animals of many varieties running wild throughout the estate. Surrounding the estate was a wall that acted as a barrier. At the gate, a man of large stature had appeared before the group. He looked very muscular and looked like he could hold his own. The group could feel the magic power emitting from the man. “WHO GOES THERE!” The gatekeeper would speak. “It is alright. It is I with friends.” Nostradamus would speak and the man would look closer. “Oh it’s you! Master Nostradamus. I apologize for being rude with you.” “Now, now raise your head.” The gatekeeper has tried to apologize bowing his head in forgiveness. “Won’t you please open the doors for us.” Nostradamus would as the gatekeeper. “O- of course master! OPEN THE GATES!! MASTER NOSTRADAMUS HAS RETURNED!!” After turning towards the upper portion of gate yelling to open the gates. The gates would open and now the true beauty of the estate would open the eyes of the Galatian group.

Benkei would ease nir "We have no choice but to trust him since he is with shinji's group, these people are still our friends despite what has happened". R-17 was scolded by van for his comment as benkei pulled at his collar "Enough you two we are all in this mess so let us settle down" R-17 just looked at benkei with a slight glare"Why are you touching me?". Benkei just looked at him confused with his eye twitching and let him go. Benkei listened as the group told him about the great six and how he was a powerful mage "Ive heard tale of them here and their but i was led to believe they had all died out in some great catastrophe?". He looked at Nostradamus as a magic circle enveloped everyone around him as they were all transported to his large estate or rather what seemed like a giant castle "Quite the humble abode you have here sir" He watched as the gate had opened exposing the the grand entrance he had set up. The inner area of his estate was quite large and elegant, Guards and young students had gather to great their teacher and inspect the group. The guards had noticed R-17 and his Duran outfit as they aimed their spears at him attempting to detain him "WOAH WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK THIS IS HOW YOU TREAT GUEST!".

Nostradamus had been introduced to the Galatian group through Miranda. Turned out he was one of the sorcerors who belonged to the Seers Circle. Van had clenched his fists. A thought had crossed his mind upon hearing about Nostradamus’ status as the Deity of Forsight. ”The Seers Circle...” Van remained silent. Kuro, however, would turn to the young man. ”That must mean he’s part of...” Van held out his hand, silencing Kuro before he could speak. ”Do not speak a word”

The group was suddenly transported to an estate. There was a mansion atop of the estate, with magestic animals roaming about. This was Nostradamus’ humble abode. Nir had looked about, watching as the guard had allowed them to enter. ”Nostradamus, is this your abode? It’s so huge.” Nir watched as the animals walked around. Kuro’d float up to large creature, inspecting it before opening his mouth. ”I’m starving!!!” The creature grunted as Nir called out to Kuro, ”Kuro!!!! Respect your host!! You shall not!!” He’d suddenly close his mouth and watch as the creature would scurry off.

Nostradamus’ Estate

Benkei had heard of the Seers Circle but was misinformed as he thought that they had perished. Nostradamus did not answer him even after transporting the group. As the guards allowed them to pass they noticed that R-17 was in fact a Duran soldier. “He’s of Duran! What is he doing here!” One of the guards would yell out. They’d immediately swarm R-17. “PUT YOUR WEAPONS DOWN!” The Gatekeeper would shout at the group. “But he’s of-.” “They are guests of our master. Do not embarrass our master by assualting his guests. The gatekeeper would look at them with a stern look and they would then back off. Allowing them to pass.


Nir would comment on how big the place Nostradamus lived in. “Yes it is quite large! I wouldn’t be able to maintain this place if wasn’t for my friends and students here helping me.” He’d give Nir a smile as they continued walking through. “I know you all must be tired so you will be escorted to the guest rooms. When you’re ready you’ll wash up and get ready for a feast. After that we will answer any questions you want.”

The group had passed on through the gates but, there wasn't time to explore the estate because of the injured. Nostradamus would have servants come by and take care of the injured. As for the others that suffered less, they would be escorted to rooms inside the manor. The young group was weary and needed rest. Nostradamus had made sure to allow them time to bathe and change clothes. He'd also had a feast prepared for the group.