An Act of Terror?

To My Dearest Ebbie,

Well then, did you enjoy that fashion contest the other day? They'll announce who would be Mr. & Ms. Dragonica in a week or so! Anyway, something crazy happened to me again. Trouble erupted in Libra when some miscreants under the cover of night planted bombs all over the Merchants' Quarter, and it was our job to diffuse these bombs our protective riot shields. Commander Hoffman ordered us to suit up and sent us to various locations around the town.

(Bomb spotted...)

When I found the bomb at the said location, I immediately put my riot shield in front of me. Who knows what would happen if this bomb would have exploded? Well, I was wrong. As I was nearing the bomb to attempt to diffuse it, all of a sudden...

(OH SH--)

You guessed it right, Ebbie. It exploded. An explosion that was so powerful that I was knocked unconscious. I really couldn't get what happened when it suddenly exploded, it didn't even hurt me but just blew me away somewhere far. And total darkness came next. My mind was a blank until an image appeared in my head.

I saw someone in the outfit I wore a few days ago, and he told me that I have yet to fulfill my oath as a Tempura Knight. An oath that Tempura Knights like me have sworn in since we became knights. To protect, serve, and preserve life until the day we die. So it wasn't my time yet to die, huh? Thank goodness I am still writing this letter to you, my dear Ebbie.

Then I remember waking up in some small tent, half-naked and I found my suit of armor nearby. I got up and wore my armor, and looked for the person who brought me here. I looked outside and I found out I was somewhere within the vicinity of the Ocher Forest, because of the large Brownwoods in the area. Even this small tent was built on a wooden platform attached onto the tree.
I have to stop writing now Ebbie, my joints suddenly hurt, and I think I hear someone coming. It's pretty convenient that these small Hor birds could be used as mail couriers.

Stay safe.

From Your Dear Brother,
Prawnt

Cookies and Cream

To My Dearest Ebbie,

Remember those nosy reporters I told you about the other day? They're still on the loose and trying to be as nosy as possible to the people they victimize! Unfortunately, the commander has ignored my petition to shut down their operations, so I have no choice but to act like a vigilante and perform my duty as a Knight to protect those in need! From what I've heard from newbie adventurers, their next target was an unlikely couple named Kewkies and Kreme. A merchant told me they're chronicling an epic journey for the Dragon Expedition.

(What entered my mind when I heard their names.)

It makes me wonder how they got those fitting names. (Although people do ask us about our names as well, no?) I will perform a duty whether they like it or not, I WILL PROTECT THEM! I brought my riot gear with me just to be sure. I eventually caught up to them and introduced myself. The defender or justice! The bane of all malice! I AM PRAWNT, THE TEMPURA KNIGHT!!! Well, I had to make an entrance at least. At first, they didn't believe me when I told them about these nosy reporters they were scheduled to meet.

So I had no choice but to show them an exhibition of what I can do! I performed all sorts of tricks that I use in the troupe; the super saiyan, the tempura fighting combos, and even the clock head trick. I could tell you Ebbie, they looked pretty impressed. Then I put on my riot gear to show them how large my shield was for them to hide behind. Who knows when those journalists may be lurking somewhere.

Kewkies complained of all the breadrolls and parfaits she had been having, so I gave both of them twenty slices of cake each. When we got to the meeting point in Odellia, I did my best to hide them both as their bodyguard detail, but Mizureii drove me out by bombarding me with her magic. I had no choice but to leave them be, shouting, "ENJOY YOUR INTERVIEW!!!" as I ran off into the horizon as the sun started to set.

Yup, another day for the glorious Tempura Knight, Prawnter Tartareus!!!

Stay safe, and uphold the Warrior's Code!!!

From Your Dear Brother,
Prawnt

OOC: Many thanks to Kewkies and Kreme for this collaborative! ;D

Rioting At Libra

To My Dearest Ebbie,

Have you heard about the recent rioting that occurred in Libra? I advise you to stay clear of Libra in the following days. Most Dragonians would usually fight monsters, but it really is unsightly to see us Dragonians fighting amongst ourselves, especially when the awakening of Elga is at hand. Apparently it all started as a small argument at the market place over some mercenaries and Dragon Expedition-affiliated groups. The argument eventually evolved into a full-scale riot, thanks to some drunken adventurers "adding fire to the flame".


The riot almost devastated the marketplace, overwhelming the town guards who tried to subdue them. They tipped over trade caravans and destroyed public property like benches and lamp posts. Eventually us Paladins were summoned by Commander Hoffman to suit up into riot gear. The riot task force is called S.W.E.A.T. (Special Warrior Engagement Anti-Riot Team) , and we were instructed not to hurt anyone, just quell the force through non-lethal means. We were only armed with a huge shield to push back the rioters.

The rioters tried to fend us off with their weapons and magic, but it was no use as we were able to resist all of their attacks, until our squad leader threw a sleep grenade to pacify the rioters and capture them. We were able to arrest a total of 157 people, with several charges made against them. Total damages done to the place would estimate to as much as 9,500 gold pieces.

I then found out that the root of the argument was the salaries between Dragon Expediters and mercenaries, with the mercenaries saying that their pay wasn't as high as the expediters. Those drunks provoked the two heated parties and eventually an unstoppable chain reaction occurred. Even some sophisticated mages got caught up in the riot and were arrested!

Stay safe Ebbie, and steer clear of Libra for the meantime.

From Your Dear Brother,
Prawnt