It is the 11th century, the medieval era…

On a stormy day, the coiling clouds plunged the city into a solemn and deep atmosphere, the stone houses seemed imposing and the stone pavement seemed endless. Few people were seen on the streets, they also seemed to be in some sort of a hurry.

The distant clangs of metal resounded, the grunting of men can only mean one thing;

either there is a battle going on or some soldiers were sparring.

In one of the most imposing area of the city, a towering stone building stood, the

place is full of soldiers, and it seemed to be some guard post or an important

place of some sort.

On the stony pathway, a strong and imposing man with dark brown hair walked alone. His broad back and shoulders seemed to carry some sort of an invisible weight.

The soldiers greeted him everywhere he goes and he answered each of them with a nod as he is not in a good mood today, having return from his latest battle, he eagerly went to his familiar and warm house yet, all he found is an empty and cold building.

Neither his wife nor his children are there, and to make it worse, he was suddenly summoned by one of the infamous Nobles of Drakemoor who is not even based in this city!

He couldn't help but connect their disappearance to the arrival of this man.

He sighed and calm his mind, he then entered the building and ascended the stairs to the highest level of the imposing stone building.

In one of the well furnished and spacious rooms, sat a dark gray haired man exuding an aura of nobility, he casually sat behind the tablefull of stacked papers and appeared so casual and free, playing with a sexy and curvy dagger.

He possesed sunken gray eyes and a high pointed cheekbones coupled with his long and sharp nose... It is enough to give an ominous feeling to everyone who dare to lay their eyes on his face .

Behind him stood a powerful and imposing man clad in silver polished armor, a crescent moon amidst swirling shadows is painted in a small circle on his chest, he stood silently but boundless pressure is emitted from his body, he carried a long sword on his waist.

At this moment, the door creaked and Captain Cedric entered.

"Captain Cedric, what'd you think about reclaiming an old possession?" The gray haired man smiled dropping the curvy dagger, a playful glint in his eyes yet his voice seemed cold and husky, as if he isn't human.

Cedric is a man of towering height, his shoulders strong and wide.

His face remained unpertubed and under his well-trimmed beard is a mouth without the

smallest hint of a smile.

He possessed dark brown hair and deep brown eyes which seemed to hide a peculiar wisdom, the type that was gained through

numerous years of fighting wars.

"What did you mean, Lord Roderick?" Captain Cedric asked, his voice deep, barely friendly.

Lord Roderick seemed unperturbed as he said, "Let's go straight to the point," He corrected his sitting posture, adopting a more formal form, "It's Kragnir," He smiled, showing his sharp white clean teeth, "Or 'famously' known as Blackwater"

Captain Cedric's eyes constricted and and the last trace of friendliness vanish from his face.

Famously? What famously? That is one of the most infamous places in Drakemoor!

He clench his fist and walked closer to the table, at this moment a slight click is heard as if a sword getting ready to be unsheathed.

Lord Roderick still wore a smile on his face yet this time it is mixed with schadenfreude.

"Where.. are.. my.. family?" Captain Cedric growled.

Lord Roderick doesn't answer, staring straight back at his murderous eyes, unflinchingly.

"I'll ask one more... Roderick Duskmore where are they?!"

Finally Lord Roderick, clicked his tongue in annoyance. "The so called title of the Best Captain under his majesty, isn't it a little too good for someone like you?," He stared at him with an ugly smile, "You know the answer don't you?"

Swoosh!

A gust of wind startled the papers as a massive force collided with Lord Roderick immediately in an instants, a cold glint flashed and blood trickled down...

"Know your place, Captain Cedric" A deep voice utterer icily, a metallic gauntlet held a sword resting on Captain Cedric's neck. The knight behind Lord Roderick finally moved!

"See? All brawns but no brains" Lord Roderick spat something white and bloody out of his mouth, and licked the crimson liquid from the corner of his mouth. "You are ordered to investigate and protect the Blackwater if need be. Here is the royal seal" He slammed a red and golden seal on the table.

Captain Cedric's eyes is nearly bloodshot as he stared at the black-golden seal, no doubt, it is that of his majesty, the highest authority of the Drakemoor kingdom!

King Godfrey Blackfyre! To whom he pledged his undying loyalty too, to the king he waged wars for countless years and now...

This is what he deserved? This is what he gets?

Captain Cedric took a deep breath, and let go of Lord Roderick's collar.

"Fine," He said dejectedly, "I'll go to Blackwater, investigate the Godforsaken tower and protect the masses but know this one thing, if anything happened to my family..." His eyes turned ferocious instantly, "I'm not sure if your Duskmore family can bear the consequences"

Lord Roderick smiled mockingly, "A peasant, son of peasants, heh, it's been a while since i last bleed you know."

He arrogantly added, "Well, as they say, all actions have their consequences. I've just thought of an interesting twist" He cockily smiled seeing the deadpan expression on Cedric's face.

"The soldiers you currently have under your command will not be enough to defend the tower,"

"And?" Captain Cedric asked coldly.

"And we are not giving you any more soldiers" He smiled 'amiably'.

"But sir, the defence would not be-" As the knight behind him interrupted, Lord Roderick raised his hand signalling him to stop.

"Here is the twist, oh dear capable Captain. You along with your Stormbound soldiers will do the impossible just like how the legendary heroes fought during the Siege of Heaven's fall." Lord Roderick seemed to be enjoying himself at this moment

" But you can refuse you know, and we will assign some large army with someone capable in the lead to defend the Blackwater," He stopped momentarily, and a light blue shield came over him as he said, "and your family as well"

Captain Cedric didn't punched nor grabbed him this time, "We shall see" He said, turning around and walking towards the door while throwing a few last words at Lord Roderick, "It'll be too late by the time realisation will dawn upon you and your family"

Lord Roderick grinned, "As usual, My Duskmore, will eliminate any threat before it rises"