Following the events of the fishman attack, Seiju found himself separated from the boy that had dragged him back onto the seas. Separated from Damocles during the chaos, Seiju remained on the island bar crawling from one pub to another waiting for the kid to wise up to the fact that the old man could scarcely be found anywhere other than a tavern with good wine. It had been two days now though and Seiju was beginning to feel restless. He had left Crescent Island because the daily life of drinking himself into a coma by noon had taken its toll on the elderly swordsman. Seiju was leaning back in a chair with his eyes closed day dreaming about an old adventure he'd had back when he was still a marine when the sound of a chair scooting along the wooden tavern floor caught his attention. The silver haired warrior opened his eyes and brought his feet down from the tables trunk allowing the leaning chair to settle forward. Sitting across from Seiju was a young man with platinum blonde hair, a white mask, and a marine coat hanging off his shoulders.
"I'm glad I've found you. I've had my men keeping an eye out."
The confident smile Captain Zed held told Seiju that the boy had more on his mind than a simple greeting. With a raised eye brow and a slight frown on his face, Seiju reached up and brought his mug of wine to his lips draining the cup with a few large gulps. The vessel was emptied in a second or two before being slammed on the table with wanton carelessness. The old man locked eyes with the marine and glared in an attempt to intimidate him but the youth maintained his smirk without so much as a flinch. Whatever it was that he wanted, Seiju wasn't going to scare the Captain off with a foul mood. "So, what is it?" Seiju gave in and asked, somewhat uninterested in whatever thanks the man had come to give Seiju.
"I'll be blunt. I'd like to hire your help with a task." Zed stated promptly, his hands coming to form a bridge for his chin to rest upon, propped up by his elbows on the table. "There is a mountain on an island just west of here. There are all kinds of silly stories about a monster living inside, but one things for certain...there have been a large number of disappearance cases surrounding that island. Anyone who ventures into that place following the tales of hidden treasure that fly about tend to never return." From the tone of Zed's voice, Seiju got the impression that he truly didn't buy the rumors about treasure OR a monster. But there was definitely a concern there which showed he was taking the disappearances seriously.
"To be frank, I don't care if it's a demon or pirates. Complaints have been coming in for years but my superiors have never given them much concern. But after my direct superior officer was killed two days ago, I've taken charge of the local branch. It's up to my discretion on how to use what little man power the marines have left here. I'd like to investigate the mountain but we have little fighting power right now. I was hoping to enlist your help."
Seiju's frown deepened and he looked to the left out the tavern window. He didn't much like the idea of chasing fairy tales, nor did being a sword for hire please him. But if he didn't go do something soon he might just find himself stuck in one place for another five years. Reluctantly, the old man asked Zed for a few more details before finally agreeing to the job on a handshake. They were set to leave the next morning and as the sun rose on South Blue Seiju found himself boarding a marine ship. The sails came down and the winds picked up and within the hour they were headed westward.
It would only take half a day for them to reach the island with the ominous mountain that seemed to gobble up the brave and curious alike. But the journey had an unexpected complication just as the mountain came in sight. A group of stowaways had been found, but they weren't your average hitchhikers. Seiju stepped onto the deck just in time to see a group of five children getting tied up as Zed stood before them with his arms crossed. "You don't understand! We NEED to go!" One of the braver boys pleaded to the marines as he struggled against his bindings. "What's going on here?" Seiju asked through a yawn as he stretched and looked the kids over. "You have to listen to us, mister! Our dads are on that island but the monster has em. We need to save them!" Some other snot nosed brats nodded in agreement to the brave boy's words. Seiju sighed and shook his head.
"What makes you runts think you'll be able to do anything when your father's could-"
Seiju began to scold them, but the white masked marine held out his hand to cut the swordsman off. Seiju paused and looked the boys over again. Seeing that they were on the verge of tears he sucked his teeth but held his tongue from speaking any further. Even a grouchy old man such as he could see that he was about to say something heartless. Zed stepped forward and knelt down before the kids and began to speak softly. "I understand you boys are worried about your parents. But that's why we're headed there. Have faith in the marines, we protected the town from those mean fishmen, didn't we?" The brave kid who seemed to be the leader of the boys nodded timidly and Zed ruffled his hair. "We'll cut you boys loose, but you have to promise to stay on the ship and let us handle the monster fighting, alright?" The boys all agreed to the promise and the matter was settled. Soon they were setting landfall and preparing to head off.
"I'm glad I've found you. I've had my men keeping an eye out."
The confident smile Captain Zed held told Seiju that the boy had more on his mind than a simple greeting. With a raised eye brow and a slight frown on his face, Seiju reached up and brought his mug of wine to his lips draining the cup with a few large gulps. The vessel was emptied in a second or two before being slammed on the table with wanton carelessness. The old man locked eyes with the marine and glared in an attempt to intimidate him but the youth maintained his smirk without so much as a flinch. Whatever it was that he wanted, Seiju wasn't going to scare the Captain off with a foul mood. "So, what is it?" Seiju gave in and asked, somewhat uninterested in whatever thanks the man had come to give Seiju.
"I'll be blunt. I'd like to hire your help with a task." Zed stated promptly, his hands coming to form a bridge for his chin to rest upon, propped up by his elbows on the table. "There is a mountain on an island just west of here. There are all kinds of silly stories about a monster living inside, but one things for certain...there have been a large number of disappearance cases surrounding that island. Anyone who ventures into that place following the tales of hidden treasure that fly about tend to never return." From the tone of Zed's voice, Seiju got the impression that he truly didn't buy the rumors about treasure OR a monster. But there was definitely a concern there which showed he was taking the disappearances seriously.
"To be frank, I don't care if it's a demon or pirates. Complaints have been coming in for years but my superiors have never given them much concern. But after my direct superior officer was killed two days ago, I've taken charge of the local branch. It's up to my discretion on how to use what little man power the marines have left here. I'd like to investigate the mountain but we have little fighting power right now. I was hoping to enlist your help."
Seiju's frown deepened and he looked to the left out the tavern window. He didn't much like the idea of chasing fairy tales, nor did being a sword for hire please him. But if he didn't go do something soon he might just find himself stuck in one place for another five years. Reluctantly, the old man asked Zed for a few more details before finally agreeing to the job on a handshake. They were set to leave the next morning and as the sun rose on South Blue Seiju found himself boarding a marine ship. The sails came down and the winds picked up and within the hour they were headed westward.
It would only take half a day for them to reach the island with the ominous mountain that seemed to gobble up the brave and curious alike. But the journey had an unexpected complication just as the mountain came in sight. A group of stowaways had been found, but they weren't your average hitchhikers. Seiju stepped onto the deck just in time to see a group of five children getting tied up as Zed stood before them with his arms crossed. "You don't understand! We NEED to go!" One of the braver boys pleaded to the marines as he struggled against his bindings. "What's going on here?" Seiju asked through a yawn as he stretched and looked the kids over. "You have to listen to us, mister! Our dads are on that island but the monster has em. We need to save them!" Some other snot nosed brats nodded in agreement to the brave boy's words. Seiju sighed and shook his head.
"What makes you runts think you'll be able to do anything when your father's could-"
Seiju began to scold them, but the white masked marine held out his hand to cut the swordsman off. Seiju paused and looked the boys over again. Seeing that they were on the verge of tears he sucked his teeth but held his tongue from speaking any further. Even a grouchy old man such as he could see that he was about to say something heartless. Zed stepped forward and knelt down before the kids and began to speak softly. "I understand you boys are worried about your parents. But that's why we're headed there. Have faith in the marines, we protected the town from those mean fishmen, didn't we?" The brave kid who seemed to be the leader of the boys nodded timidly and Zed ruffled his hair. "We'll cut you boys loose, but you have to promise to stay on the ship and let us handle the monster fighting, alright?" The boys all agreed to the promise and the matter was settled. Soon they were setting landfall and preparing to head off.