It appeared to be a good day, nice and bright but not too hot. A strange young creature had decided to explore the strange city he was staying in, and found himself at the most interesting castle. The castle wasn't really...IN the city...or was it? He couldn't remember, all he knew is that he had started walking, and found himself out front of a very nice castle. Not like the Adamalance palace back in his world, oh but then again no one could ever make such a beautiful castle. No except a God or two perhaps.
Adjusting his long sleeved open wrist shirt he made sure the hood was pulled up carefully. He didn't like it when people saw under his hood, more so when he was in his current form. The metal gauntlets slowly ran along the soft fabric ensuring that it was straight and proper. Finding that it was, he did a quick run around of the dark navy pants, tucking his shirt in to look presentable, or at least a little presentable. Thankfully he had the fern coloured belt with him, which he made sure to buckle comfortably. Ah, perfect indeed! As his large hiking boots trampled along the grounds, he wondered idly what this place was.
How had he gotten past the front guards into what seemed like a secure place? That was quite easy! He had gambled with them. A few simple slight of hand tricks impressed them enough, and he had managed to guess which card the man had been holding. Of course, one guard had slipped on a small patch of ice and promptly whacked the other guard in the nose, breaking it soundly. That had been his personal fault, but it seemed that one of the medics who came to tend the men was pretty cute. An upside perhaps to the injury? After all, that's what the strange hooded man was all about. Balance. Good luck for bad luck, and bad luck for good luck. Ah balance, it was always such a nice thing wasn't it?
Some voices got his attention though, as well as some strange sounds. He quickly headed to investigate this sounds, finding some people with swords practicing. He was always fascinated by people practising with large broad swords, they were quite interesting. However, the thing that drew his eye was the female of the group, swinging a heavily looking blade around. She looked rather dangerous to him, he wasn't sure but she looked rather deep in concentration too. The strange hooded fellow approached, his left eye burning ivory white, while the other burned a crimson. They were like two spheres of glowing colour locked in the inky black darkness of his hood.
"Evenin' gents, the name's Palzerus De Netari, care for a bit of a wager?" Two of them turned their attention to them, keeping their swords low as they regarded him. Pal grinned at them, his white teeth flashing in the darkness as he held up a deck of cards which he began to shuffle quickly between his hands. Ah, there was always an oppurtunity to gain a little bit extra cash here. "A simple pick a card any trick. Guess right, and I'll give you each two gold, guess wrong and you have to pay me two gold." Gold after all was the best incentive to lure someone. They readily agreed.
"Just take this deck and get your friend to pick a card. When done, just shuffle the deck and put it into your pocket." He handed the deck over and turned around, his arms crossed. The men quickly did so, picking a card, memorizing it, shuffling it back into the deck and then pocketing the deck. Palzerus turned around and grinned at them as he looked between them. Then he reached over to one of the men, his hand on his shoulder. When he pulled away, he was holding a card in his hand.
"Ah trying to hide your card in your shirt collar eh? Tricky tricky! Let's see...it was...the five of emeralds!" There was some mumbling and growling as they gave the deck back and paid up the gold, both of which Palzerus put into his pocket quickly. He waved after them, grinning all the while.
"Have a good evening gentlemen!" Ah, much too easy.
