Fort Vauc'Tutt

After having trudged through the city and leaving a mild amount of havoc behind them they finally reached the fort in which he was told to go to. He waited a bit however, some of his troops were lagging behind, messing with civilians.
"Now, where dey at?"

Vengelixo was standing on the edge of the western walls looking out over the water. Beneath his armor, one would almost see the dragonoid cry. Never did he go five seconds without thinking about why he was here, thinking about home and his loved ones, all the pain and suffering they felt constantly flooding his mind making him shiver at how it could feel. Constantly he beat himself up for being here so long while knowing what his people were dealing with. Even with such pain, Vengelixo kept his composure and was kind; his wrath he would hold for the Kirastix Loyalists.

The Kiraxan was a very tall and muscular being who naturally was size of an armored knight, so to keep from becoming too big, he wore an armor that would almost seem to be bound to his body. What skin could be seen between the armor plates covering the uppertorso, arms, and legs, was a material that was skin tight, flexible, had pores for breathing, and looked like leather. Every aspect of his muscle was visible and his armor was highly unique, especially the armor plates with runes that had their purpose.

The wind would carry one with the tide, rustling his deep blue cape that notably carried the symbol for the The Brotherhood of Atlanticus and the Atlantian Angelic belief. His blue and tarnished silver armor glistened in the sunlight, casting it benevolent presence on Vengelixo's form. Not to mention the unique helm that was a crown of its own, a helm only fit for a king.

After hours of staring out over the Atlantis Ocean, Vengelixo decided to seek out food. He would take off into the Fortress part of the harbor. The grub was excellent food and always different due to the ocean providing 90% of their food. After eating his fill, Vengelixo would walk out front only to see the Kiggy in the distance. A grin would come across his split jaw face and he would make his way to them.

When he reached the knights, he would stop beside them and listen to what they were discussing. He wanted to meet these Kiggy since they reminded him of better times in Kirastix. To him, it was like a dream.

"Identification and business at the Fort."

"Jack Radtler, instructed to meet with Vangelixo Novarack regarding an open position in the upcoming military campaign."

The guard took the offered paperwork, compared it to his own for a moment before handing it back and waiving Jack through the checkpoint. "Commander Novarack, eh? Chances are he'll be at the Mess Hall this time of day. Follow the smell, today's mutton." Hm. Mutton sounded good. Even commander's have to eat, right?

Jack made his way towards the Mess Hall, eyes taking in the camp around him. Somethings never changed; the newer infantry were excited, reminded him of a yearling he had back home that pranced about the corral every morning for breakfast. The veterans and sergeants looked like they were half-heartedly trying to maintain good order and discipline, but most knew there would be another time for that once they were in the field. Blue banners rippled in the sea air nearly every place he could look, mixing with the clouds and the sky. He hate to admit it, but it felt... good. Between the scents and sounds of the sea, the stone and leather and steel, the laughs of the soldiers all around, Jack couldn't keep a smile from his face, albeit an anemic one.

When the mutton smoke from the Mess joined the rest, the smile threatened to break out in full.

Sneaking in the city gates, Koren had drank an invisibility brew, as this land was foreign to him, perhaps it might be hostile.
He came looking for Vangelixo Novarick, who hired him to come along for a quest... Sneaking up on him, he burst the last of his invisibility as he tripped on the cobblestone... AH! he screamed, then laughed. There you are!

Vengelixo had been very busy this day. While escorting Zhaxn and his warriors to the dining hall, Vengelixo was surprised. Out of thin air someone new arrive. He quickly lashed out, grabbing a small stone on his right hip. As his hand collided with the handle, a blue and white energy surged around the handle and from it shot two blades. These blades were completely magical, but they were able to stand toe to toe with metal, but it was capable of piercing and slicing through armor with lesser ease.

This magical blade would quickly rise to the neck of the being. As quick as the blade was unleashed, it would be put back on his hip. He knew this being wasn't here to harm anyone, so he would try to scare them for sneaking up on him. Vengelixo would lower his face to Koren's. In the blink of an eye, Vengelixo would let off a high pitched dragon like roar for the surprise sound, and since he was yelling, his split lower jaw would expand to reveal his sharp teeth lining each part of his mouth.

He'd then stand back up and turn around, walking again, "If you're interested in serving, then follow us. Stick close to me, because if this beings loyal warriors eat you, nobody will know." Whether they would eat her or not, he didn't know. Again, he was trying to scare Koren for sneaking up.