[center][h1][color=0076a3][b]Odysseus[/b][/color][/h1][/center]
[center][h2][i]The Scuttle,[/i] docked in the Fuyuki harbor.[/h2][/center]

What had appeared standing before the Magus, Alex Bradan, was a man, a few inches taller, with a slim, athletic build, wearing a loose, black tunic along with a white cloak, a hood pulled over. The man had begun to look over his Summoner with his sleet grey eyes, forming a rather judging expression. A few mere moments after, his mouth contorted into a slight frown, before he lowered his hood, revealing his silver hair. His features were sharp, and while he wasn't a youthful man, nor did he looked aged, it still had appeared to be hard to judge his exact age specifically. 

The figure looked away from his Summoner, his eyes shifting around as he got a better sense of his surroundings. He had seem to be in thought, judging from his expression, as if he was recollecting memories of his past, his frown gradually growing as he gained a better understanding of what exactly he's in. He then closed his eyes, lowering his head and letting out a sigh.

[color=00aeef]"It's as if the tides themselves had whisked me away from my destination, once again. If I hadn't known any better, I would have assumed the God of the Seas had taken a hold of my fate, once again..."[/color] the man gritted his teeth at the mentioning of this [i]God,[/i] before opening his eyes, looking back to his Summoner. His voice, despite him speaking rather softly, had a commanding tone, with a tad bit of roughness mixed with it. The voice of a man who has braved through an entire war, and perhaps even worse...

[color=00aeef]"At the very least, this chance arrangement will bear fruit for the both of us... yes, I do believe we can work a few things out, after all."[/color] The man crossed his arms, nodding a few times, slowly, and with his eyes closed. A small hint of a smile curved at the side of his lips, just for a moment.

[color=00aeef]"Before we start making arrangements, however,"[/color] He stopped nodding, his eyes opened as he shifted his focus back to his Summoner, his face shifting into a more serious countenance.

[i][color=00aeef]"I ask of you, are you my Master?"[/color][/i]

[@Beloss]