[Center][H1][Color=red]Fenix Blyze: Skies of Vrondi [/color][/h1] [@Deos Morran][/center] [Center] [Img]http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZQtKaSGzkhU/U46AHub9urI/AAAAAAAAAd4/v1rKm6thU7g/s1600/throneroom.png[/img][/center] Magnixx sat before his royal countrymen on a high seat with his back and hind tilted forward and a look of deep thought on his expression. For it was not out of sight within the large room to see the new day being brought into the souls of those who greeted it on this airship. A great airship it was indeed. Forged through the intellect of the Fotian engineers who mastered the use of heat to elevate objects not merely through manipulations. The laws of the world grew less and less a mystery to descendants and Fotians were one of the worlds top achievers. As so was this young descendant. Magnixx looked down with golden eyes and did not change his expression until after glancing to his side. There stood [url=https://s1.postimg.org/2tf2mw8ij3/32fd9d6e43400220432308763a2775aa--benedict-cumbe.jpg] a man[/url] who was clearly a right hand to Magnixx. Spear in hand this man gave a narrow stare to the newcomer before speaking with a well pitched voice of proper dialect that matched the allure of royalty. "You are welcome. And who are you again?" His head tilted a bit and Magnixx leaned back in his seat and watched with disinterested eyes down at Blyze. Blyze looked up to his host and the apparent young one beside him. His position was clear and given his attitude it would be a simple matter to find that he held it to code. Regardless of the lack of a welcomed response he still maintained his posture, not wanting to offend his already disinterested host. Instead he merely maintained his tone and composure to give his response, [color=red]”I am Fenix Lyranis, better known as Blyze the 10th Trekker Champion and reigning title holder for the upcoming 11th Trekker Championship.”[/color] Magnixx nodded to Blyze and the man next to him lifted his hand up slowly before returning to to his side. “You may rise Champion. You bring pride to the Fotian nation. You are a welcomed guest. Apologies for not recognizing you earlier.” Magnixx nodded in approval. His lips parted before his baritone voice rang out. As he spoke many couldn't help but to take notice. “I wish you well on the next race. I look forward to watching another Fotian victory.” He smiled as he spoke this and gave Blyze a pleased expression. Fenix rose when told to and once upon his feet he heard the words of both Magnixx and his right hand before giving another bow from his standing position to the king, [color=red]”I thank you my king and with all due respect to you and your position. I do not intend to lose, nor do I intend to do anything but bring credit and glory to the Fotian people.”[/color] With his words complete he rose from his secondary bow. At the end of his small event he stood proud not only before his king, but also the gathered crowd, not wanting to go against his words and act as an uncultured brute among such a high brow crowd. Though at the look of both the king and his second the thought of shedding some layers came to his mind. Though to request such a foolish thing in front of so many faces would probably again be a rather shameful thing to do. Magnixx smirked. Blyze response intrigued him. “Yes that is what I like to hear!” His voice neared to a shout. The Royals looked a bit alarmed but all knew this was how their King was. Out of all the Royals Magnixx had an air of earthy warrior like aura. Yet tamed enough to adorn the jewels and silks that decorated him. His right hand nodded to his Kings response. “That other racer however.. that Lassa of Tearia. His name escapes me. What will you do about him?” His eyes met Blyzes as he judged his response. Fenix, still addressing his royal audience smiled at Magnixx’s boisterous response. This was a king he learned to respect and honor. [color=red]”I believe you mean Wave my lord. He is the Wave of Tearia and I will show him what happens when a fish leaves the water and while he’s flopping around, I’ll be claiming first place for Fotia. After all how good can gills be in a run?”[/color] He said, confidence spilling from his mouth so to better give his leige a grasp on how well placed his confidence was. “Well spoken.” He turned and looked to a Tyro maid who wore few clothing. White and crimson covered her front and back but her brown even toned skin was bare. Her long curling twists covered her chest however. She had in her hands a golden plate with a glass of clear liquid. Given to the king he poured half the cup into his jaws. “Continue to enjoy the pleasantries. I recommend the view.” He eased in his seat but remained postured, eyes returning to the distant wall windows that showed the Edafos down below. [color=red]”I thank you my lord.”[/color] Fenix stated, walking from his position taking Magnixx’s final words as a dismissal and not wanting to remain on the metaphorical firing line for longer than he needed. Instead he joined the festivities and that included the… ‘view’ as the King of Fotia so elegantly put it, gazing upon the beauty laid out before him and with some luck his meeting with the king had given him some fame with the local ladies. After all, he had the cream of the crop before him. Taking his chance he walked up to some young noble ladies, trying to spark up a conversation in the hopes of some company for the day, [color=red]”So I must ask… What brings such a fine wonder of ladies together in such a… well let’s call it what it is, a lavish flying estate of debauchery.”[/color] His moves perhaps lacking a tad, but maybe his name would speak a bit more loudly. After all it was his only chance. The six women all stood with their own royal attire on however it revealed what delicate flesh they could show without taking away from their high born air. A few were of obvious mixed blood but the Tyro in them was prominent. They looked to each other, a few smirking at his questioning. [Color=#8A4B08]“Our families blood demands most of us be here. Though it is fun to see the airship.”[/color] [url=https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/92/ba/97/92ba977928d07f1fa8f331590fe4f352.jpg]One[/url] spoke out as she looked at the window through to the fading clouds and approaching structures. It seemed it was not too long until landing. The others nodded but most seemed interested in who Blyze would pay attention to. Fenix saw the collection of beauty before him and while one spoke up about blood he couldn’t help but agree. He wasn’t even here of his own choice and while that wasn’t necessarily a bad thing, he knew what it was like to be here at the behest of another with greater standing. He walked up to the edge of the window, looking out to see the beautiful expanse of land that was quickly stretching out before him. Without the great cloud sea beneath the ship it would be easy enough to think that they were almost at their destination. Though until that happened, he turned to face the ladies again and spoke up, [color=red]”Well I know that sense. I’m here due to another as well, but perhaps we shouldn’t talk about me. I wish to know more about you all.”[/color] He started, not wanting to show off his… substantial player’s moves… because they are obviously perfect… His attention wasn’t well focused on any one girl just yet as he really hadn’t had much social interaction with them just yet. So as he waited for response he did take a rather shallow fancy to two in particular, one of which had the most [url=https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/316708219299037185/341006725744427028/48ee19377a61f4476e23e182e1c42844.jpg?width=327&height=424]beautiful fiery red hair[/url]. Blyze’s proximity to the two he had been most focused on were in the four that he was closest two. The red haired one was medium height and the one that spoke was a bit taller. The group had a mixed reaction but most giggled. [Color=#8A4B08]”I'm a royal soldier by day. But today I'm a guest. My name is Rena. Im a second cousin to The kings family.”[/color] The one that spoke earlier chimed. The others spoke their occupation. The fiery haired one saying she is a performer and a friend of the King’s family. [Color=#FE642E]”Its a pleasure to meet you. Its the first time I've met our racing Champion.”[/color] The fiery haired one spoke with eloquence. Fenix listened to the lovely ladies and about their chosen jobs. One was a fighter and the other a performer… two great fields to be in. [color=red]”A performer! What is your art if you don’t mind me asking?”[/color] He asked with a cheery attitude, clearly interested in her response. [color=red]”And I don’t know if I’d think I’m so special. But I’m glad that you got to meet me, because that means I got to meet you.”[/color] He finished with,, stepping a little closer to the fiery haired woman who hadn’t given her name. Yet he wasn’t just going to ignore the other, [color=red]”A pleasure Rena and I’m quite glad to make your acquaintance.”[/color] The other women began to lose interest as Blyze laid his words directly to Rena and the red haired one. [Color=#FE642E]”Maybe you've heard of me. I am Lorain. A flame enchantress.”[/color] She said before sipping her red wine. Her cheeks growing pink. [Color=#FE642E]”My art is the flame.”[/color] [color=#8A4B08]”Lorain is quite the master at fire manipulating.”[/color] Rena spoke smiling to her friend who nodded with gratitude. [Color=#8A4B08]”Tell us more about you, Blyze. Its not often a champion graces us.”[/color] As they continued speaking they walked somewhere more private. Each with a drink in hand and growing more amused by Blyze and his flirting.