Jamie Wykes
I wonder what uncle Ottis would say seeing his own son whom he sired with an elf slave as nothing more than an experiment he would not believe it I imagine.
Although my father has always been more tame than my uncle he still experimented on me when I was a child, it is common amongst our family he had said to me when I cried from the pain of backlash.
'But the experiments worked.' I think to myself grimly. Lucas however seems to be no longer his usual self as of late of course his still arrogant another thing common amongst our family.
Without any warning someone crashes against my shoulder causing me to wince slightly.
"Sorry...squirt." A voice says from above me I raised my head slightly to look up at the man? 'Since when where man in their prime allowed to attend Xyrus academy?' I asked myself looking up at one of the disciplinary committee members.
"Its no matter man but....don't call me squirt." I say walking away from the brute. My destination is the dinning hall on my way there I pass by many students in the hallway some walking normally like myself some of the peacocks where riding atop their mana beasts.
"Foolishness....pure foolishness." I mutter to myself while walking towards Arron and my cousin who seemed to be entertaining a guest.
"Can I join in." I say smirking at the two battle mages.
LUCAS WYKES
This motherfucker. 'Can I join in...that sounded so twaty.' I chuckle to myself. Its been two days since I crushed Arthur and Curtis some of the nobles have been flocking to me ever since.
Of course thats what I want these lads to do instead of flocking to Charles Ravenshit and his ilk the nobles of Xyrus academy now see me as their de facto leader I have strengthened my position further by proving my strength to those dumb enough appose me. 'None of these spoiled cunts have a real chance against me in a fight anyway.'
"...Lucas." Jamie says grabbing my attention. I raise an eye brow. "Why do you sound so, serious man?" I asked while cutting a generous amount of meat from my plate. He combs his hair with a hand sounding energised.
"I'm thinking of.....joining the close-quoters combat training club." I choke on my food lightly but I find the strength to swallow it. I wash the meal down with a generous amount of water. Arron blinks at Jamie looking slightly dumbfounded by his decision.
"And you call me mad! I know you have been taught how to use different weapons from a young age but...but this is different from what you're used to those augmenters will eat you alive."
I exhale from speaking to much. Jamie seems to want to say something but a female voice interjects. "hmm...I think your cousin maybe on to something Lucas." Emily says from my left. She continues with a thoughtful expression on her face.
"The are a lot of conjurers who... as of recently are trying to learn hand to hand combat, the use of different weapons and other things that can be of use in close quoters-combat, most of the mages however are at the yellow-stage though." She concluded with a thoughtful expression on her freckled face.
"Bloody, damn lads this bitch sure can talk.'
Jamie however looked to be intrigued by Emil's yapping Arron on the other hand....could give a shit he simply sat there aloofly while drinking his cup of tea.
"You see this girl knows what's, what." Jamie said excitedly pointing a Emily.
He paused looking Emily over the realisation dawns on him slightly as he puts a hand on his chin. "May I ask for your name my....lady." Jamie says in a chivalrous tone. I snort at Jamie's little play.
'Dont tell me this fella also wants to have his own harem of women after he graduates from the academy?' Is that even allowed in country. Then a memory flashes in my mind of a ball that Lucas had gone to when he was young, in said memory I see a man dressed in a red suit and a white half-cloak exiting from a luxurious carriage with two beautiful woman linking arms with him.
'Fuck!! yeah thats the life I want lads.' Even thought it was currently nothing more than a pipe dream because of fucking Agrona, Kezess and. '... Arthur!.' I think to myself with a sigh of defeat.
"This is Emily Watsken my good lad." Arron says to Jamie in braggadocious manner as if he was the girls sponsor, he waves his arms at Emily's direction.
"She is the young renowned inventor of the recording artifact that the kings and queens of our beloved Dicathen used to address the people a few months back....consider yourself blessed Wykes." After Arron concludes his little glazing session which caused Emily to blush before she excused herself from our company.
"It was nice seeing you again Lucas...and I will give him your message." I nod and wave to the girl.
"See you Emily."
"Bye Jamie, bye Emily."
"Finally she left." Arron says smirking at me.
I look at Jamie and sigh. "Your plan is a good one cousin...although it will be difficult I mean you have the example right, in front of you." I say pointing at the wounds on my hands. "These are the scars I got from.....playing with an augmenter." I point to the the small scar on my left eye brow where Arthur nearly made me a go blind.
Jamie nods grimly. "My father is a conjuror...but he is also a master at arms but, he started training later in his life... if I'm to surpass him I should start to train in proper hand to hand combat now!!." I nod and ask.
"Do you have a weapon of choice?"
Like a wolf smelling a deer Arron grins and produces two blades from his dimension ring. "Take your pick."
Jamie chuckled and shook his head.
"Those blades are far too...short for my tastes and I already have my own weapons in my dimension ring."
Arron clicked his tung in disappointment.
"Well." I say grabbing their attention. "We should discuss our plans for example...what we should do with my bloody damn influence over the other noble students and....I want to know what you lads are planning after graduating from Xyrus academy."
Jamie nods and grins. "I'll go firs hmmm.....I plan on becoming an adventurer and I plan on hopping on that ship Gedeon is making to visit the other continent."
Arron shrugs with a bored expression. "I plan on doing more or less the same, hell I'll do anything that will get me away from the courtly life of Zestier."
All their plans are solid thus far but it seems both of these lads have no ambition for political/courtly life bit that's how a person gets power, even thought I don't wat to do this.
'You have no choice lad.' I tell myself. As Jamie and Arron look expectantly at me I sigh knowing what I am going to say sounds mad so I speak in hash tone.
"Firstly lads I plan on going to the deepest parts of the beast glades in order to seek power that help will me break though the realm beyond white core." The two lads don't look that surprised as if they have heard this story from a drunk before.
"After obtaining said power I plan on gaining a large amount of political influence in all 3 great kingdoms of Dicathen my good lads.... after that." I smiled showing my teeth.
"....I plan on building a harem of beautiful woman and conquering the world."