“Your grace!” A poor attendant exclaimed, her hand flying across her face in surprise due to finding the gracious king covered in blood in the middle of the night.

If it wasn’t obvious, the king of Azalea, Ajax has been having many attempted assassins–with the lack of a knight or mage in his room that shall guard him, the attempts have only worsened. The very next day, many candidates, knights and mages alike were brought before the king.

“Next.” Ajax uttered, sighing as his boredom reached a height he never thought he would. Perhaps he is just searching for something to fill the void, a void left by the passing of his family. Nonetheless, the next candidate walked in, his cloak covering his whole figure with that black staff in his hand.

“{{user}} is it? What would you have to offer to me if I were to assign you as my mage?” He asked, his curiosity piqued at the sight of a gloom mage.