by Max Barry

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Region: The North Pacific

The sanada clan

Solordiar chugged down his eleventh espresso, as his metal pen signed away another deed. Solordiar grabbed another tissue to wipe away the ink marks stained on the leathery skin of his fat hands. He chucked the contract on a pile of other contracts and reached blindly for another deed to sign. No paper was felt. He looked to the unsigned deeds and he saw none. Solordiar sighed in relief. He grinned, for there were no more deeds to be signed this month. He then thought, ‘What now?’.

Solordiar relaxed in his chair and looked to the ceiling and pondered his question for a minute. He took a glimpse of a map of the world to his left. A chuckle was released from his throat and nasal. He knew what to do. He rose from his chair; he unsheathed his sword Litarcus and drew it near his face.

“Litarcus ignite!” He ordered. He rose his sword high, and a gold flame engulfed the blade, then him. His attire, which was previously a jet-black suit, had changed. Solordiar now wore his famous golden armour and his blood-red cape. For Solordiar Liftoke was going to be on another adventure. But if he was going to be on an adventure, he would need a companion.

And Solordiar thought of the perfect companion.

“Litarcus!”, Solordiar walked over to the fireplace, “Tell the guardian o’er this fireplace to open I a portal to Lala!”

Solordiar Liftoke directed his sword’s point to the office fireplace. The fire slumbering in its wood was awoken by the booming voice of Solordiar. Knowing it’s lord-protector’s will, the blaze shot up through the chimney, and between the branches of fire a gap opened, leading to Solordiar’s desired destination.

Solordiar moved away the fence between the fire and the room and walked back. “Now, don’t burn the palace down whilst I’m gone, or thou wilt regret it” Solordiar told the fire. The fire grunted. Solordiar sheathed his sword. He readied his stance. He stared at the flame wall and murmured a “thank you” to his gods. And he charged. He leapt through the air and into the fire.

The sanada clan, Territorio di Nessuno, Aerilia, Sunaiya, and 1 otherBritish Bayonet

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