139 The War Room (1/2)
Eclipse Association, Delmar City
Early in the morning inside the Eclipse Association Rank 2 magus and acting manager of The Order of Peth's side branch preacher Revon entered the building. His twinkling black and grey mage robes fluttered around when he moved. He had a few piercings one pair connected from his lip to his ear, another on his left eyebrow, and a third set on his nose. Revon's bald head shined in the light just as much his piercing.
Once inside the building, Revon walked unimpeded towards the war room. As he opened the door he saw a neat row of people sitting across from each other. They were all either clan branch managers or representatives like himself. But as he looked around Revon realized that he was the only representative in the group. Undiscouraged by that Revon quietly took his seat while he listened to a few other members converse with each other.
”Shut your mouth, you old crone and leave me alone”.
Those distasteful words were uttered out of the mouth of a woman who's beauty didn't fall short of the legends spoken about her kind. Her bluish green hair cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall. Her near flawless skin was just as smooth as her silky hair. Her ample bosom appeared to wish to burst forward but was held back by the artistically designed shells holding her chest together. The color of the shells mirrored that of her hair that hung around her neck, scales that covered her entire lower fish half, and green eyes that were currently staring at an old woman in front of her.
The woman had the appearance of an enchanting mermaid but you would be a fool if you judged her on that alone and meet a similar end to many sailors of old because that woman wasn't a mermaid but a treacherous siren. The woman's name is Delphin she is a rank 3 elemental mage and branch manager in one of the large guilds in Delmar City. Delphin moves around not by flying but swimming. By utilizing her special ability she is able to create ripples were ever she wants effectively making the world her ocean.
”Why are you getting so upset for, I simply want to know the secret to your beauty? That scaly dry skin, those dead cloudy eyes, that perfect row of needle like teeth, and that amazing smell of your that never seems to leave the room. I have no interest in that fake beauty that you show everyone only your real beauty. I work hard to maintain this perfect figure of mine, but I could always use a few improvements. So, woman to woman tell me what is your secret”.
Delphin isn't ashamed of her other appearance every siren has that hideous other half the problem for her was that that the person asking for beauty tips was a freaking hag. She knew that when she transforms that she wasn't the best to look at but she never once thought that she was so ugly that a hag would come to her for beauty tips.
The hag's name was Allegra Morag rank 3 witch and manager of the Black Cauldron side branch. The Black Cauldron is a super clan use to be completely comprised of females. Today it is a highly diverse clan that is publicly known as the wealthiest clan in the world. Allegra wore multiple old tattered clothes that were layered over her. Shrunken heads were wrapped around her waist. The heads were just as hideous as her own face that was covered in moles and had a huge crooked large nose.
”You filthy hag I have nothing to give to you so, stop asking”.
”Ah, I see so your looks are natural, *humph* some people have all the luck”.
With a displeased look Delphin said, ”why do I have to suffer through this and endure the pestering of Raijin's flies while we wait?”.
Next to Delphin was a freshly rotting corpse it wore black and red robes that looked brand new despite the state of the body. Flies and maggots escaped out of the hollowed out eye sockets and moved in a coordinated pattern around it. Raijin is a rank 3 cultivator and a man who has mastered the art of the living buddha.
Delphin was swatting away a bunch of flies that kept bothering her while she waited and amongst everyone there she was having the worst time.
”You sat next to them meaning you only have yourself to blame”.
The man playfully joking at Delphin's expense was named Mason ward. He is a rank 3 mechanical adept and an incurable horder. Both Mason's arms and legs were clearly replaced with mechanical ones. He had a strong jawline and a muscular physique that seamlessly blended well with his mechanical parts.
”No, I didn't they sat next to me, and, uh-huh why won't these Flies leave me alone”.
”That's because their trying to communicate with you, but you keep swatting them away force them to restart”. Mason said while rolling his eyes as he stated the obvious.
”Well, what are they saying then?”
”How am I suppose to know when you won't let them finish speak”.
A vein popped up on Delphin's head as she became fed up with the flies.
”Stupid flies, why can't Raijin just speak like a normal person I know that he can”.
”Hay, swarm of flies is a regional dialect that has a long history many people still speak it today. There's no reason to get upset at him just because you're too ignorant to learn”. Stated Mason as he defended Raijin's choice of speech.
A loud buzzing sound filled the room as Raijin tried to say something. Once the buzzing ended everyone at the table burst out in laughter except Delphin because she didn't know what he said.