Bound by Honor, Bound by Respect
"Do you understand your mission, Ramirez?"
"Yes Elder Prime. I will leave to go to Arcadia
immediately." With that said, the silver haired youth bowed
and walked out of the room.
Back in his room, Ramirez thought of his mission, his job to
gather the Moon Crystals. The people of Arcadia had once again
become dangerous, and the Elders commanded Ramirez to visit
Arcadia and retrieve the Moon Crystals. Recently, the Arcadians
had become more and more warlike. The most destructive being the
Valuan Armada and the Nasreans. The Elders knew that the Valuans
might try to harness the power of the Moon Crystals and the
powerful creatures they controlled, the Gigas.
The Gigas were fearsome creatures. Capable of destruction unlike
any other force on Arcadia, the giant Gigas were powered by the
Moon Crystals. Each civilization had a Giga, but most of them had
long since forgotten about the Gigas. If the Valuans got their
hands on the Gigas... It was too horrifying to think about.
"Ramirez?" Ramirez turned around quickly, shocked
backed into reality by the voice of his dear friend and basically
sister, Fina. "Ramirez, is everything okay?"
"Hmm... Yes Fina. Everything's fine." Ramirez was
lying. He knew the Elders weren't telling him everything He
suspected their intentions, but he couldn't tell Fina, not yet at
"That's good Ramirez. I heard the Elders were sending you to
Arcadia. Is it true?"
"Yes. The Arcadians have become dangerous again. I have to
keep them from getting control of the Gigas."
"The Gigas? They don't even know of their existence, do
"Some do, but very few. The knowledge of their existence has
been almost totally lost to the annals of history. I have to keep
the few that do know about the Gigas from reviving them. I'm
"Well, good luck, Ramirez. I'll miss you while you're
"And I you, Fina. And I you." Ramirez grabbed a bag
containing some of his possessions. "Walk with me, Fina. It
will be a while until we see each other again."
The two Silvite friends walked down the corridors of the Great
Silver Shrine to where Ramirez's ship was docked. Along the way,
they talked of old times, almost as if they would never meet
under circumstances like this again. After a few minutes, the two
friends reached the ship that Ramirez would use to fly down to
"Good bye, Ramirez. I hope your mission will be
"Fina, don't worry. I'll be back before you even realize
I've been gone." The youth smiled at Fina, trying to cheer
her up. It did. Ramirez put his bag in his ship, but before
getting on, he turned back to Fina and kissed her on the cheek.
He boarded his ship, and with a final wave to Fina, he embarked
on a journey that would forever change him and the whole world of
The wind rushed past Ramirez as he made the many miles high drop
down to the island planet of Arcadia. He enjoyed the thrill of
free fall. The wind blowing through his silver hair. The blasts
of air biting at his skin. For once, he truly felt alive. He
thought of Fina and how she would enjoy and be frightened by this
experience at the same time. After a few minutes, he could see
the green and brown dots come rushing up at him. Soon, he would
be the first Silvite in ages to set foot upon Arcadia.
At last, his ship slowed to a gradual descent and eventually
stopped. Ramirez looked around. He had read about the beauty of
Arcadia, but he never dreamed that it could be this beautiful.
The vibrant greens! The brilliant blues! The clouds soaring above
him! Even the dirt that Arcadians considered ugly and bland
thrilled Ramirez. All of his life had been cooped up in the Great
Silver Shrine. The colors astonished him and brought tears to his
eyes. He was in love. He knew now that if the Elders were
planning to do what he suspected, it would be a great tragedy. He
could not let them have their way.
After about 30 minutes of just sitting there and looking at the
scenery, he decided it was time to get on his way. Ramirez looked
up to see if he could see any moons in the sky. To the East, he
could see the Red Moon, and to the West, he could see the Yellow
"Hmm..." thought Ramirez. "I must be somewhere in
between Nasr and Valua areas. I wonder where I am exactly."
Off in the distance, Ramirez could see a ship. "Maybe they
could tell me where the nearest city is. I should probably rest
Ramirez piloted his ship and moved it closer to the ship in the
distance. Lucky for him, it was a merchant ship; pirates had been
known to terrorize the area where he was. Ramirez pulled his ship
close to the merchant ship and gave an age old symbol that he
wanted to talk.
"Excuse me, but where is the nearest city?" asked
"Hmm... Sailors' Island is to the West of here."
replied the captain. "If you don't mind me asking, where are
you from exactly? Your ship and garb don't seem to be from around
"Oh... Um... I'm from a land East of the Nasr region."
That was a lie, and Ramirez knew it; he couldn't tell anyone
about his mission. At least, not yet.
"West of Nasr? But the only thing over there is the Dark
Rift and the abandoned Valuan outpost of Esparanza. No
civilization exists East of there."
"I know, but Esparanza isn't quite that abandoned, not yet.
They've been working on ships, and this is one of their designs,
and my clothes are all the rage over there."
"Hmph. I guess being in isolation that long has affected the
Esparanzans. Oh well. Be careful in your journeys. I hear the
great arcwhale Rhaknam is in the area. You don't want to meet up
with him. May the moons watch over you!"
"Yes. Thank you for the directions and the warning. May the
moons watch over you too."
The merchant ship sailed away to the East, probably on a route to
Nasrad or Maramba. Ramirez took control of his ship again and
sailed it West to try and reach Sailors' Island. While sailing,
fog began to roll in and limit his vision.
"Fog? Here? Now? This seems very peculiar, especially if
what the Silvite geographical records say about this region is
true. I wonder what is going..." Before he could finish his
thought, a deafening roar pierced Ramirez's ears. "What was
that?!" yelled Ramirez. He looked below his ship and could
see the silhouette of a gigantic purple arcwhale.
"Great. Rhaknam. I just hope my quest isn't over before it
The arcwhale surfaced next to Ramirez's ship, and like a dolphin
in the ocean, dove beneath the clouds, his mighty tail sending
Ramirez's ship spinning out of control. While trying to hold on
for his life, Ramirez hit his head against the controls and was
knocked out. His final thought was of Fina before he slipped into
Through a groggy haze, Ramirez could hear voices talking to each
other and could feel a bed beneath him and the gentle swaying of
"How is he?" asked the commanding voice of a man of
about fifty years in age.
"He took quite a beating, but it appears that he will
recover, Lord Galcian." replied the voice of a doctor.
"Good. Make sure to tell me when he is capable of being
Ramirez couldn't fight it any more. Through a combination of
weakness from his encounter with Rhaknam, the bump to the head,
and the swaying of a ship, he fell back into a deep sleep full of
dreams of the greens, the reds, the yellows, the blues, and the
purples that he had fallen in love with.
"Lord Galcian, the mysterious boy you rescued is
"Hmm... Thank you Doctor. I'll be there shortly.
Vice-Captain, you have the bridge." With an air of command,
the leader of the Imperial Armada left the bridge of his flagship
and walked to the room where the mysterious youth was. Just one
look at him, and one could tell that he was born to command.
Tall, smart, well built. All are qualities that people use to
describe Lord Galcian. He could command respect from anyone, even
including the Air Pirates that he hunted. He had a bit of
cockiness around him, but that is to be expected of anyone that
leads the most powerful navy in all of Arcadia. After a few
minutes of walking, Galcian reached the temporary infirmary and
"So," said Galcian "how is our shipwrecked
"I'm feeling much better. Thank you for rescuing me."
Ramirez could barely choke the words out. He could feel aura of
sheer greatness surrounding Galcian. It left him awestruck.
Galcian smiled. This was a phenomenon because the Valuan Admiral
rarely smiled, and when he did, it was more of a smirk that
spelled doom for his adversary. "That's good. I hear you had
an encounter with Rhaknam. You almost lost this sword too."
Galcian brandished the blade. It seemed to suck in any light that
touched it. "You need to be more careful, especially with a
blade like this."
"Yes. I suppose I do. Thank you again, Lord... what?"
"Galcian. Lord Galcian. And what pray tell is your
Ramirez was fearful about revealing his name. He knew it probably
wouldn't endanger his mission, but there was something else about
Galcian that Ramirez couldn't quite put his finger on. Oh well,
it matters not. With that though, Ramirez brushed aside his
worries. "Ramirez. My name is Ramirez. I thank you, Lord
Galcian, for saving my life. By my honor, I shall repay you some
way, some how."
"I'm sure you will. Doctor, leave the room. I wish to talk
with Ramirez alone."
"Yes sir." The doctor walked out of the room and shut
the door behind him.
"What do you wish to talk about?" asked Ramirez.
"You are a Silvite, are you not?"
Ramirez was shocked with disbelief. How could Galcian know that
he was a Silvite? How?
"You're wondering how I know about your origins, aren't
"Yes. How did you know?"
"Your ship gave it away. The Valuan Archives talk about your
people and describe your ships in great detail. Most people
wouldn't recognize them, but I recently paid the Archives a visit
to read some of the ancient texts. I have always enjoyed history.
So, what brings a Silvite back to Arcadia?"
"... I'm on a mission. Let's just leave it at that."
"Fine. I'll tell you how you can repay me though. We are
currently aboard my flagship, the Serpent. My last Vice-Captain
met a gruesome fate with Air Pirates while away on important
business. I've been using a temporary one for a while now while
searching for a permanent replacement. If the texts were correct,
as a Silvite, you would be well schooled in sailing and military
tactics. Are you?"
"Yes. In fact, sailing has always been a dream of
"Good. You can repay me by serving as my Vice-Captain. Think
about it for a while. I'll return in a short while to find out
your answer." Ramirez got up and walked out of the room,
leaving Ramirez to think about it.
And Ramirez did think about it. If he accepted, it would mean
that he would have more resources at his disposal to find the
Moon Crystals. If he refused, he would still have to find a way
to repay Galcian. Ramirez knew that accepting Galcian's offer
would endanger his mission, but he couldn't refuse. There was
something about Galcian, something about him that attracted
Ramirez to him. Some aura of power, an air of command, an
impression that Galcian could change the world. He couldn't
explain why, but this was to alluring to Ramirez. When Galcian
later returned, Ramirez accepted his offer. He would become his
Back in Valua, the new Vice-Captain Ramirez was greeted with
respect deserved by the seventh most powerful man in the Armada,
but he was also greeted with resentment and jealousy. The
position of Vice-Captain of the Serpent had been long sought
after by many an officer, especially the experienced
Vice-Captains of the other Armada flagships. To them, Ramirez was
an outsider undeserving of his rank, but they knew better than to
speak out against Lord Galcian's will. Even Queen Teodora was at
first wary of one so young and inexperienced in battle to serve
on the Serpent, but she knew that Galcian had his reasons. She
agreed, but only because she knew that Galcian knew something
about Ramirez that she did not. She would have to ask him about
the boy later. Ramirez and Galcian could keep their secrets, but
only for a while. It is not good to keep a queen in the dark,
especially one as merciless as Queen Teodora.
"You may have your wish, Lord Galcian." said Queen
Teodora. "Ramirez may be your Vice-Captain, despite his lack
of experience. I'm sure you know what you are talking
"Thank you my Queen. I'm sure that Ramirez will prove his
"Yes yes." said the Queen with a wave of her scepter.
"I wish to talk about him with you though. Privately. Come
with me into my study."
"May I bring Ramirez along, my Queen? Any questions you may
have about can be more easily answered by him."
"Do as you like." replied Teodora, quite annoyed at her
Armada leader. The Queen got off of her throne and walked to her
study off to the right of the throne, looking at everyone to make
sure they bowed.
"Come Ramirez. We have an audience with the Queen."
Ramirez nodded in understanding and left the room behind Galcian.
All around him, he could sense the jealousy, the looks of
distrust, the pure hatred. Ramirez thought about how the Elders
might be right. Maybe the Arcadians do once again deserve for the
moons to rain down their giant meteors that had brought
civilization to its knees so long ago. Maybe the Arcadians do
deserve the Rains of Destruction.
Upon entering the Queen's study, Galcian whispered in his ear,
"Remember, this is the Queen of Valua. You MUST answer her
questions." Ramirez nodded again in understanding.
"So Ramirez," sneered the Queen, "where exactly
are you from? You are dressed differently than most
After a minute of silence, Ramirez finally replied. "I come
from the Great Silver Shrine."
"The Great Silver Shrine?" asked the Queen is
disbelief. "I've never heard of any such place."
"I doubt that any Arcadians have. It's far above the clouds,
near the Silver Moon. It is the home us Silvites."
"Silvites? But I heard that they disappeared forever. I
always thought of them as fairy tales."
"Well, we did disappear long ago. Around the time of the
Rains of Destruction to be exact. The Silvites of that time
sensed the growing danger, and, well, just up and left Arcadia.
As I'm sure you know, the Silvites were highly advanced."
"Yes. I heard they were. But how do I know you are telling
"I can answer that, my Queen." said Galcian.
"Remember that ship I showed to your Highness? Good. There
is a picture of one almost exactly the same in one of the ancient
books in the Archive."
"Oh really? I hardly find that as enough proof to say that
this boy is a Silvite. What else is there to prove his
Ramirez was quick to answer this time. "I'll tell you how.
I, like all Silvites, know about the Gigas."
Both Teodora and Galcian were shocked. "But... but..."
stammered Teodora. "No one knows about the Gigas! Not even
all of the Armada Admirals know! Only a few scholars that have
been sworn to secrecy, Galcian, and I know. I doubt even the
wretched Nasreans remember them! How could you know?"
"As I said, all Silvites know of the Gigas."
Teodora was stunned. Maybe the boy was telling the truth after
all. "So let's say you really are a Silvite. Why are you
here, after so long of a time spent in isolation?"
"I'm on a mission, your Highness."
"A mission? Of what kind?"
Ramirez couldn't tell her the truth. He doubted that he could
even trust Galcian. He had to lie once again. Oh how the Silvite
blood in him hated lying. That was something only Arcadians do,
not the mighty Silvites. But if he must to fulfill his mission,
he would. "I was sent here by the Silvites to see if Arcadia
is ready to be inhabited by Silvites again. We have been gone a
long time. The Elders decided that it was about time to try and
live on Arcadia again."
"Oh. I see. Well, then it truly is an honor to have a
Silvite serving in the Armada. Galcian was right. I guess you
might be qualified." Teodora waved her hand in a style that
meant she wanted them to leave, but before they could pass
through the door, "I hope you bring Ramirez to the execution
tomorrow, Galcian." Galcian nodded, and with a bow, both
Ramirez and Galcian left Teodora to herself.
Back in Ramirez's room, Galcian talked with Ramirez.
"So you know about the Gigas."
"Yes, Lord Galcian. Um... If you don't mind me asking, but
what is an execution?"
"Hmm? Oh yes. I suppose they probably don't have executions
in the Great Silver Shrine. It makes sense that you would be
naive on some issues. An execution is, well, the public killing
of a criminal convicted of some how conspiring against the
government. In this case, it was some Air Pirates that raided
Valuan merchant ships."
Ramirez was shocked. How could these Arcadians kill one of their
own? They may've raided Valuan ships, but that doesn't mean they
deserve death! Animals don't even resort to that sort of
brutality. Eventually, Ramirez asked, "Do other cultures
"I believe the Nasreans might have executions. I'm not quite
sure... Why do you ask?"
"Just trying to get a feel for the world. That's all."
"Yes. I suppose you would want to. Well, we have to get up
early tomorrow. You need to be fitted with a Valuan uniform for
the execution." Galcian got up and left the room. For the
first time since he set foot in Valua, Ramirez was alone. While
he got ready for bed, he thought of all the events that had
transpired since he had arrived on Arcadia. The colors. Rhaknam.
Galcian rescuing him. Appointment as a Vice-Captain. The meeting
with Teodora. The explanation of executions. It was almost too
much for Ramirez to withstand. Ramirez climbed under his covers,
and fell into a deep sleep full of the colors he loved and the
heads of Air Pirates.
Ramirez fidgeted. He always hated being fitted for clothes. It
took too long for his liking. "Will this be much
longer?!" asked Ramirez in a harsh tone.
"Vice-Captain Ramirez," said the Imperial Tailor,
"it would have been over about thirty minutes ago if you
hadn't kept fidgeting. Just stand still. It shouldn't take more
than ten more minutes to make sure all of the alterations are
Ramirez frowned. He hated being fitted for clothes. And it was
only through a sheer force of will that he kept from fidgeting
even more. The tailor was right though. It only took another ten
minutes. After the ordeal was over, Ramirez stepped down. It was
a nice uniform, but something was missing from it. The first to
see the new Vice-Captain in his Valuan uniform was Galcian.
"Well, well, well. It looks like our Silvite is a pure blood
Valuan. Heh. What do you think of it?"
"It's okay, I guess. It seems weird to be wearing clothes
that are not of Silvite design. It also feels like it's missing
something. I just can't say what."
"Yes. I figured you would say something like that. That's
why I brought the gloves from your Silvite clothes. They're the
only thing that will fit in with the rest of the uniform."
Galcian handed Ramirez the gloves, which he took gratefully.
Ramirez put the gloves on, and for some reason, they seemed to
complete the ensemble.
"Well, it's time for the execution, Ramirez. You will also
need this." Galcian handed him the sword that Ramirez
brought with him. "No Valuan uniform is complete without a
Ramirez took the blade. Since childhood, he had practiced with
the same sword. Although the Elders abhorred war and violence,
they knew that a Silvite would need to be trained one day. They
recognized the warlike behavior in the Arcadians. They knew that
one day they would need to send someone like Ramirez to Arcadia
to gather the Moon Crystals. Ramirez hung the blade on his side.
"Let's go, Ramirez. The execution starts in an hour, and I
wish for you to talk with the other Admirals before it."
Ramirez still couldn't understand Galcian. He knew he was the
enemy. He knew he shouldn't be a Valuan Officer. He knew he
should be out looking for the Moon Crystals, not about to watch
an act of less than animal brutality. But something kept him
here. He still sensed that there was something different about
Galcian. Something that made him feel right with Galcian.
Something that made it seem like Galcian was just what Arcadia
The two walked in silence toward the box that they would watch
the execution from. Ramirez could hear some of the Admirals
arguing; he just wasn't sure what about. Galcian entered the room
first, and all of the Admirals were immediately at attention. All
at once, they bowed to Lord Galcian. Galcian beckoned for Ramirez
to enter the room.
"Greetings Lord Galcian" said the Admiral with a blonde
curl in the front of his hair. "I see you brought your new
Vice-Captain." The Admiral smirked and pushed the curl back
with a wave of his hand.
"Indeed I did, Alfonso. I figured that this would be a good
time for you to meet him, and to discuss a few, hmm, plans."
Galcian introduced Ramirez to each of the Admirals then sat down.
The Admirals followed suit, and Galcian told them of their plans.
He told them of the Gigas. He told them about Ramirez's past. He
told them everything. Ramirez paid no attention to it however. He
had already walked to the window and was watching the people file
into the stadium. He saw the look of entertainment in their eyes.
He saw them treating the execution like one would treat a
sporting event. He was disgusted by it. All he could think about
was that maybe they do deserve to be destroyed, but maybe there
is someone out there that could lead them. Someone that could
"I can tell by the look in your eyes that you are disgusted
by this" said an elderly voice. Ramirez turned around. It
was Gregorio, probably the most honorable of the Admirals.
"I too am disgusted by it. He won't admit it, but I believe
that even Galcian hates the way executions are turned into
spectacles." Ramirez looked into Gregorio's sorrow filled
eyes then turned his head back to the stadium. Gregorio took one
last look at Ramirez then returned to his seat.
"Trying to make friendly talk, eh Gregorio?" asked
Alfonso in a snide voice. "Don't try. He probably think he's
too good for us with his whole 'I'm a Silvite so I'm better than
Galcian glared at the First Admiral of the Armada. "Quiet
Alfonso. You know not of which you speak."
Alfonso looked flustered. He knew not what to say. De Loco
sneered at Alfonso and his predicament. Vigoro chuckled to
himself. Gregorio stared sorrowfully off into space, obviously
lost in thought. Bellezza watched Galcian, making sure her
desires were not shown on her voice. Galcian just continued to
glare at Alfonso.
At last, Galcian spoke again. "So we all know the plans. We
are to search all of Arcadia for the Moon Crystals and the Gigas.
With them, no power will be able to stand against the Valuan
Vigoro was the first to respond. "But Lord Galcian, where
are we suppose to find these Gigas and Moon Crystals? From what
you mentioned, not even the ancient texts know their exact
De Loco sneered again. "What do we need those brittle books
for? We have our own living history book." De Loco pointed
at Ramirez. "He most likely knows of the locations. Probably
all Silvites know."
Galcian nodded. "Exactly De Loco. He has yet to tell me
"Do you want me to get the information out of him?"
asked Bellezza. "I am a master of espionage after all. I
should be able to get the locations."
"No" replied Galcian sternly. "He will tell us in
his good time. We have nothing to fear. The Nasreans haven't even
recovered from the war that occurred a few decades ago. The most
we have to worry about is Air Pirates, and after today, we'll be
short a few of those too."
Ramirez walked back to the table and stood by Galcian's side. He
knew that it was not his place to sit unless asked to. All of the
Admirals stared at him, and he stared back. Finally, he spoke.
"Admiral De Loco, have you looked at the ship that I came to
De Loco sneered. "Yes. Quite a clever design. There's some
technology there that even I don't understand."
Ramirez smiled. "I'm sure it would please all of you to know
that my ship can travel through Sky Rifts. If you want, Admiral
De Loco, I could help you modify that technology so the Valuan
ships can travel through them."
"Hehehe. Yes. That would be useful."
Ramirez was about to say something again, but he was cut short by
the cheer of the crowd and a blast of trumpets. The execution was
starting. Galcian, Ramirez, and the Admirals moved to the window
to witness the execution. Normally, Valuan Admirals wouldn't
attend an execution, but this one was different. The Air Pirate
being executed had plagued the Valuan Empire for far too long.
Being a Black Pirate, he and his crew raided Valuan merchants,
Armada ships, and even ships belonging to regular Valuans.
And then there was an even bigger cheer from the crowd. The
Executioner stepped into arena, his armor glinting yellow in the
light, and the light that bounced off of his ax seemed able to
slice through the darkness just like his blade sliced through his
"Black Pirate Skartor!" boomed the Executioner's voice.
"You have been tried in Valuan courts and found guilty.
Because of the severity of your crimes, you may not plead for
mercy. For crimes against the Valuan Armada and Empire, your
sentence is death! For crimes against Valuan merchant ships,
death! For crimes against the people of Valua, death! For
pirating in Valuan Airspace, death! For general acts of
terrorism, death! Step forward and receive your punishment!"
The Executioner's Wardens stepped forward and grabbed the Air
Pirate. He struggled a bit, but it was all for naught against the
Wardens. Even while he struggled, the Wardens placed the Air
Pirate's head on the chopping block and paralyzed him with a
spell to keep him from getting free. The Executioner stepped down
and brought his ax up. The crowd chanted for the Air Pirate's
blood. The Executioner slowly brought his ax down upon the Air
Pirate's neck to line himself up. He brought it up again, and
with a vicious blow, he ended the Black Pirate's life. The crowd
roared with excitement. It was all a game to them.
Up in their own viewing box, the Admirals watched with faces that
betrayed no emotions. Well, one let his emotions show. Ramirez.
It was too much for him to bear. His face turned ghostly white.
His jaw dropped. His whole body shook.
Alfonso brushed the front of his hair away from his face.
"Well Lord Galcian, it looks like our dear Silvite just saw
his first execution." Alfonso sneered and left the room.
Ramirez glared at Alfonso while he left. All he could think of
was wiping that sneer off of his face.
One by one, all of the Admirals left the room leaving only
Galcian and Ramirez. They stood there in silence for a while
until Ramirez finally asked something that had been puzzling him.
"Lord Galcian, why was the execution treated that way?"
"Treated what way?"
"Like a sporting event. Why did the people get such
enjoyment out of the execution?"
"Because," replied Galcian, "they have no
guidance. No one to steer them in the right direction. Sure, they
have Teodora, but she knows not how to guide them. All the people
of Arcadia are like this. Without direction. With too much
freedom. They need someone to guide them. Someone to save this
damn planet from themselves."
There was a long pause. At last Ramirez said something,
"Someone like you?"
"Perhaps" responded Galcian. "Perhaps."
At last, Galcian turned and left the room. He told Ramirez to be
prompt for dinner with the Queen, but it wasn't for another six
hours. He had free time until then. Ramirez spent the first half
hour just staring out the window at the pool of drying blood on
the ground and thinking. He walked through the halls lost in
thought. He eventually found himself in a tower looking at Lower
Valua. He watched the Lower Valuans, the ones who cheered when
the Air Pirate died, and thought. He watched them live their
lives aimlessly, with out purpose. He also thought about
Galcian's words. After a while, he knew what drew him to Galcian.
He was a visionary. He, and he alone, could lead these people. He
could save the world, but only by uniting it. Ramirez clenched
his fists and walked back to his room to clean up before dinner.
He knew what he had to do.
It was an extravagant meal, fit for one as exalted as Queen
Teodora. There was roast pork dripping with flavor. Fruit so
delicious looking that it was hard for one to look at it and not
have his mouth water. There were as many types of fishes prepared
in as many ways as there are stars in the sky. Even the drinks
were delicacies. Loquas of green that seemed to be made of
leaves. Loquas of so deep a blue that they looked like melted
Blue Moon Stones. Yellow loquas that seemed to energize someone
with the power of lightning. Loquas of red that appeared to be
liquid fire. There were even loquas of purple, as cold as ice. It
truly was a feast.
At the head of the table sat Queen Teodora. To her left was her
son, Prince Enrique. To her right, Lord Galcian, and to his,
Ramirez. All of the Admirals were there too. Even their
Vice-Captains were invited. It was indeed an important meal. It
was a meal that would change the course of Arcadia's history.
After the meal and some small talk, Queen Teodora brought order
to the room. She told everyone her plans, even though the
Admirals already knew them. She told that they would need to
somehow destroy Nasrad before the Nasultan could catch wind of
their plans. De Loco told her of the technology on Ramirez's ship
and the ability to fly through Sky Rifts with it. Vigoro informed
Teodora of the status of his new Draco Cannon, a cannon powerful
enough to destroy small islands. Teodora was content with all of
this, but she informed them that they did not know the locations
of the Gigas yet. That was when Ramirez spoke up.
"Queen Teodora, as you know, I am a Silvite, and all
Silvites know about the Gigas. If it pleases your highness, I
could tell you their locations."
Teodora was ecstatic. "Go ahead, Vice-Captain Ramirez."
Ramirez bowed his head and continued. "Near Maramba, there
is an ancient temple. The Red Gigas is located there. Under the
Maw of Tartas, the Yellow Gigas Yeligar sleeps. Grendel, the
Green Gigas, is to the far South, under the Green Moon and near
Ixa'taka. To the East of here, there is a city called Yafutoma.
The Blue Gigas is encased in Mount Kazai north of Yafutoma.
Admiral Vigoro's cannon should be able to destroy the White Stone
Reef west of here to give us passage to Yafutoma."
"Very good, Ramirez." said Queen Teodora. "One
question though, what of the Purple Gigas or the Silver
"I was just getting to that, your highness. The Silvites
don't know its exact location, but we have come to believe that
the Purple Gigas is some giant animal, most likely Rhaknam."
"Rhaknam?" question Teodora. "How are we supposed
to control him?"
"I do not know. We may need to just kill him to keep others
from possibly getting control of him. As for the Silver Gigas, it
was destroyed long ago. The Rains of Destruction destroyed it. It
is no more."
Teodora nodded. "Thank you, Ramirez. That info will be of
much use to us." With that, the meeting was over. The people
made small talk again. All except for Galcian and Ramirez.
Galcian excused Ramirez and himself saying he wanted to get
Ramirez more acquainted with the Serpent. The two bowed and left.
After a short walk, Galcian stopped. "Why did you tell her,
"Tell her what?"
"Tell her that the Silver Gigas is destroyed. I have a
feeling that you're lying."
Ramirez bowed his head in shame. "You are right, Lord
Galcian. The Silver Gigas is not destroyed. I'll tell you why I
lied." Ramirez looked around to make sure no one was in the
hallway. "The Silver Gigas is located in the Silver
Continent, Soltis, in Deep Sky. When the Silvites left in the
Great Silver Shrine, Soltis sank to Deep Sky. In fact, Zelos, the
Silver Gigas, was used to call down the Rains of
Galcian was shocked. "The Silvites called down the Rains of
Destruction on Arcadia? Why?"
"Like you, they felt the people were with out focus,
becoming dangerous. They felt it was the only way to preserve
Arcadia. Destroy all civilizations to keep Arcadia from being
"Hmm... That makes sense." replied Galcian. "But
only somewhat. I too have a plan to keep Arcadia from being
"You do?" asked Ramirez quizzically. "What?"
Galcian told Ramirez his plans. He told him of his plan to
preserve Arcadia. Once done, Ramirez nodded.
"I understand, Lord Galcian. You are what Arcadia needs.
Only through you shall Arcadians survive. I vow to follow you to
Deep Sky itself." And so, Ramirez swore himself to Galcian
out of respect and admiration. Up until now, he was bound to
Galcian only out of honor because he was rescued. He was now
bound by respect.
"Do you understand your mission, Fina?"
"Yes Elder Prime" replied Fina. "I will go collect
the Moon Crystals, and if possible, find Ramirez. Come
Cupil." Fina bowed and left the room. She walked to her
ship, climbed aboard, and fell to Arcadia. And so the final gear
fell into place. The gears of destiny began to turn. There was no
stopping them now.