[h1][center][color=violet]Jax - The Merciless Kingdom[/color][/center][/h1][hr]

While on the Train, Jax's thoughts were strengthened with new resolve for protecting the innocent people in the Kingdom. He remembered back to his childhood days in Ionia in which because of one of the high elders in Ionia's council, the country became corrupt. Streets would be filled with various people fighting over money, gutters would be full of dead bodies and public places of worship would be defiled by anarchists who sought to overrun the Ionian Order. Jax instead of being payed to do so, took it upon himself to end the elder's tyranny. Though his father wouldn't approve his actions, his mother would and would've joined him if she was still alive. Together with a band of other mercenaries seeking to end the corruption stormed into the Ionian Order, Jax making sure to disguise himself so that his reputation wouldn't be ruined. Within two hours the overthrew the elder and the public ushered a stern warning to the Order to listen to the people first, not some leader! Jax restored peace to Ionia and with the help of the Kinkou, Ionia's Clan of Ninjas restored Ionia to the way it had been before. Things would be perfect for at least awhile- that is, until the Order of Shadows and Elder Ulkan came into focus. Jax had to leave Ionia during that time to let the Kinkou and the Order sort things out, 'twas a dark time in Ionia. But the past was the past and now the Grandmaster needed to move on.

The train rolled into the station, Jax could sense the wheels grinding against the metal rails as it came to a screeching halt. Quickly Jax clasped his hands as he changed his uniform again. Slowly the Grandmaster began to take on a rather knightly appearance, his right musclebound became exposed, his red knitted coat turned into a scarlet cloth which strewn itself across Jax's body. Then various armor plating appeared, attaching itself to Jax's elbows, kneecaps, torso and finally shoulders. His ballcap and mask broke into pieces and flew away from him, only to come back and reform themselves into a gladiator's helmet. At least 32 small holes began to glow blue and a red mohawk popped out of the helmet completing it. Finally, two bandages wrapped around Jax's wrists as an iron gauntlet flew on to the left one and a glove attached itself to the other. Then Jax grabbed his Solari Halberd out from his bag, this new form was called Jaximus. With a, "Here's to you kid." Jax hopped off the train and into the fray. 

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The Grandmaster noticed something while Saotome was fighting the group of raiders, in the back of them there was one raider who had something in his arms. Knowing his friend was in peril Jax jumped in front of Saotome to block an arrow with his shoulder plate. It bounced off with a loud "dink!" as Jax landed next to the pony-tailed fighter, surrounded by angry raiders. [color=violet]"Sorry, I don't take well to people doin' that sorta thing to my partners."[/color] Said the smiling Grandmaster as he pointed his halberd at the crowd, [color=violet]"You probably don't know who we are do you? Alright then, say Ranma? What about we show these clowns who the Grandmaster and the most rag-tag fighter are eh?"[/color] Jax said as he looked at Ranma smiling under his mask. Jax was quite confident in his friends, after all in the League you had to if you ever wanted to improve, it was hammered into your head at day one- work together, work fluently and most of all with conviction. The Grandmaster lived by this rule, he would help these people, even if he had no idea who they were or where they came from.

[@Grey Star]