That Cold Black Clouds Comin Down

Cathar Vel Yates gripped their cape, dawning it over their steel armor as a makeshift cape, as they approached the Regalian Harbor. Thoughts still fresh in their mind of the Vampire Crisis that happened, and the thoughts its left them with. The blood their sword had shed, and the struggles and strife they've endured. The war was over, They'd managed to get cured, Got out of the war alive, Much more than many people and their families could say in this bloodbath of death and misery, And Cathar felt no reason to further stay.

They approached the Captain of a Traveling Vessel, Speaking up to them
"I'd like to board your ship out of regalia."

"Anywhere in mind yer tryin to get ta?"

Cathar pondered the question for but a moment, before briefly responding with.
"Not really, Anywheres fine, Anywhere thats not here."

"Alright well, We've got many of places we're dropping off passengers at, You can just pick whichever you like."

Cathar got aboard the ship, sitting down, as they recollected the events that happened to them since their arrival in this land. They fought off a couple of Vampires, Lost their Boat somewhere upshore. Met someone who seemed nice. Then they ended up right in greygate amidst a battle, Willingly allowing themselves to be afflicted due to a intense situation they'd rather not fight in. Only to end up fighting for the vampires, Slaughtering dozens if not more of Regalian Peasants. Disgusted by both sides, the Nobles for sending them out to die, and the Vampires for doing the killing, they went to get cured, And now they were here, at the docks. Regalia was a land they now despised, A land where there was no winning, only losing no matter what side triumphed, it was just another evil in their eyes. They didnt know where in Aloria they were going next, but it was certainly far away from here.

The Ship begun to sail away from the docks, as Cathar peered out into the sea, his face stern as he watched the waves crash against the ship, and it finally leaving regalia. If things had been different, if they hadn't shown up when they did. Maybe they'd not have such a bad taste in their mouth from that place. But things panned out the way they did, and now all that can be done, is moving on. Maybe they'd end up somewhere tropical and calm for once. But of course they'd have a hard time getting paid if that place isnt crawling with beasts or outlaws to handle.

Cathar Vel Yates has Retired.
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