No Man's Land

**Date Started:** November 22nd, 2022
**Date Completed:** Ongoing
**Next Role-Play:**
**Users Involved:** User:Ash9876, User:KontonMan
**Setting:** Yehuda-Fiore border
**Characters Involved**: Lucius Frylath, Melanie Rivea

## Discipline

“Tch. Clouds and it does not rain. The bad weather.” Lucius Frylath carved through land on top of his steed. The horses raised in Yehuda were as stout and strong-willed as the faith in the divine that they held. Red hair lifted by the wind as he scowled. That boy’s desire to kill a God. It had been years since he had gotten any sort of word from him, and that was what it was? Lucius suspected which God it was. And that was unacceptable.

A voice chimed in his mind. “*Ara~. Is Luci upset? Isn’t that SUCH an upset?*”

Lucius ignored it. She often did this. Tried to rile him up to see the General snap, unleash those emotions he kept so buried deep. It was unbefitting of a commander such as himself to behave in the way she desired him too. The border was close. And so he’d ignore her a little longer. Until it was time to sing her praises.

The coastal border of Fiore was quite an active entrance for several who were gaining entry into Ishgar. After all, Fiore was one of Ishgar's greatest economically thriving cities. At this border was none other than Melanie Rivea, a well-known Rune Knight who ensured that everyone that went into Fiore, from her own end, was a legal immigrant and would not cause harm to the country. As she checked off the magic vehicles, ships, and cargo carriages that went through the border, she looked up to notice a glorious red-haired man mounting a steed.

She blinked twice, taking a second to process the sight in front of her, before asking. "Please identify yourself, and the country you have come from."

Lucius' eyes darted across the woman. She held herself with composure, either through the prestige her rank held or her own power. Perhaps even both. But he couldn't respect her. Not truly. Lucius assumed she lacked faith in the Divine. As did most of this forsaken country.

"Lord Frylath. From Yehuda." he turned his eyes from her, facing forwards past the border. His steed began to follow his gaze. "I have come to collect what is mine."

"Yehuda?" It took Melanie a moment to process what the man said. "*Ah, I see.*" She thought to herself. Rather than continue speaking, Melanie opted to take another breath as she thought of how to deal with this situation.

"Do you have any documents pertaining to what you wish to retrieve?" Melanie asked, maintaining her composure as best as she could. She had heard the alerts given to Rune Knight border officers, of powerful individuals from Yehuda seeking to take over Ishgar. As she spoke, her eyes briefly darted to one of her subordinates, who bowed and hurried off into their office.

"Your proceedings are trivial. My word is all you need." Lucius spat. The steed continued to prance forwards. "I am no liar. I shall take what is rightfully mine, and bless Yehuda with it."

"Sir, I understand your frustrations. However, we have been seeing increased hostilities from foreign lands as of late. If you would comply, the process will go very smoothly." As Melanie spoke, her eyes wavered slightly, looking around for any other hostilities.

The subordinate she had sent to their office had already been on a Communications Lacrima specialized for the Rune Knights. "Sir, there is a man claiming he is from Yehuda without any formal paperwork. Captain Melanie has sent for you. No doubt this man's power is-"

Before he could finish speaking, the voice on the other line cut him off. "I understand, I'm on my way." He maintained the call, while channeling magical energy into the lacrima.

The man was adorned in a bright red armor, with a large broadsword sheathed behind his back. His magical energy was a vibrant, bright blue and seemed to encompass the entire area he stood. He was none other than the Rune Knight Commandant himself, Atraxias.

"Lady Chang, it seems independent agents of Yehuda have made their move." He spoke, looking at the Council chairwoman in the room.

"So it seems..." Chang spoke with a hint of irritation, "Protect our borders, Atraxias. I will reinforce the other areas with the other Saints and Commanders."

"Thank you my lady." Atraxias said, as his form was enveloped in his own magical energy and seemingly disappeared from sight.

"And I possess no hostility. I have no documents. I have my intentions, of which I have shared with you." Lucius glared down at Melanie. "Let me pass, heathen."