Leo Leone, in his brilliant red uniform, and glossed black boots, adjusts his gentleman's wig and marches down the antechamber of the Corpus Regum. Addressing two blue-clad guards, they raise their halberds for the captain to pass between,but otherwise showing no sign of reaction. Captain Leone was a well-built man, with a barrel chest and a robust face, showing considerate pride and proud consideration.
"We who dream, salute you", bows a disfigured creature in the shadows of the external corridor climbing the citadel of night. Two red eyes between massive black scales of an ever-furrowed brow, is all the man could see.
"We who dream, salute you", curtsies a seductive young woman clad in alien black and scarlet clothing, sadness in her eyes.
"We who dream, salute you", a spry, small childlike demon grins.
"We who dream, Captain Leo Leone, salute you", nods a large man, dressed as a barbarian of sorts, with a greatrifle slung behind him. Arms akimbo, he stands before the rest.
The captain strengthens his nerve, always put out of ease from the Dreamers, clicks his boots together, stands tall and adresses them all. "And what are the names of these four?" A sentry in blue steps foward, pointing from a list the creature is named Calus, the woman Leah, the demon Rio, and the man Tintagel.
"Tintagel and Rio, I will have you two take one side, and Leah and Calus, the other. Pitted up against the neutral party tomorrow, the survivors will be granted freedom, I can promise you." With that, he turned on his boot heel, and the four beings were directed by more blue guards back to their chambers.
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