A Vengeful Soul.

Juto stared around the inner walls of The Kingdoms tavern. Eyes glared him down as his lips parted from the silver cup that held his rum. The fact that he could feel onlookers gawking seemed as if harpoons had broken through his tempered steel plate and pierced his evenly toned skin. You see, news traveled fast in this wretched little land, and Juto was literally a household hero. Citizens far and wide knew of his courageous exploits that had once brought this land into a prosperous age. Oh but how quickly they forget. No man is completely comprised of solely pure intentions. Though Juto hangs his neck in combat for righteous intent, he was not particularly a model citizen. He enjoyed a good old fashioned shakedown or the occasional fist fight with anyone who dared to brave his wrath. However that is only the tip of the exchange, he was rumored to have done far worse.

"Juto, it's time." A knighted swordsman proclaimed as he approached the warrior with caution. There were two other guardsmen who served behind the courier. It didn't matter how many they had, if Juto wanted them gone, the experienced fighter would have done so. "Much obliged, Let's see to it that we get moving." Juto downed his beverage in a single gulp, letting the trails of its remainder trickle down the corners of his lips. He wiped them quickly before rising and taking point in their brief journey. Juto figured that he himself would be receiving praise for a recent escort to a neighboring region which he liberated for the glory of his Kingdom without question. As he ascended upward towards the rather large and overly dramatic steel doors, he felt the hesitation between the group behind him. Juto opened the doors without so much as a single spec of hesitation. As he approached, he bore witness to what seemed to be known as a hearing. It was evident due to the amount of substantial candidates for the kingdom were present. His mind began to wonder just what was going on before his very eyes. "I understand that I have been summoned sir. May I ask what this is about?" he asked with a sincerity.

Arianna had heard there was a hearing to take place and Sir Juto was the reason. The young woman had no idea what he'd done this time to warrant an actual hearing, but she figured the rest of the order had enough of his antics, or he did something that wasn't forgivable. Either way, she wouldn't know until after it was done, and the hearings usually took about two hours total. Unless the order, with her father as the Grand Master, had already decided just what Sir Juto's punishment would be, than it would be considerably quicker. So, considering she wasn't allowed in the large chamber that the hearing was taking place, Arianna went about her day as though nothing out of the ordinary was happening. As though her fate wouldn't be changing very soon because of anger. She didn't have to do much today, most of everything was done the last few days in preparation for the knights' return from their latest quest. So she was able to spend some time in her garden, then go out riding. Arianna often rode near the forest on her roan mare, occassionally she would also go into the forest, not too far though.

So by the time the hearing had finished, Arianna was just starting out for her ride and already heading to the forest, there was a glade there she liked to visit, so peaceful and beautiful. The colors always seemed so vibrant there.

In the hearing, Sir Juto had been brought up on charges of unnecessary acts of violence and not recognizing the order of command, disobeying direct orders, and for mutliple charges of misconduct. The punishment, he was stripped of his knighthood immediately. With the chance of regaining it only if he proved himself to be worthy of knighthood once again, and he wouldn't be able to try to prove himself worthy until one year from that day, and he would start out again as a novice.

Juto had very little items to part with as he planned on leaving this horrid kingdom. Not once did he begin to fathom that they would disband him like his father before him. "They have made a mistake this day. On this day, I shall release my demon onto the earth." Juto had been stripped of his knight gear, but he was a warrior his recruitment. He equipped a pale blue armor that had been a final gift from his late father, taking a curved scimitar to his waist before heading off into the clearing in the meadows.

Juto seemed to have an entirely different strut. It was one of a primitive ape, an uncaring fashion of trudging. His goal was head to his hometown of Dulan. His fathers estate still belonged to his sole heir now, and he planned to keep it close this time around. "Maybe I'll Turn Dulan into a wonderful kingdom. One that brings death to those who oppose the true face of justice." Something seemed to snag Juto from his angered thoughts, the sight of wonderful wildlife. There, a young woman had been tending to th soul of the plants here. Juto felt a cold grin slip across his lips. He approached from behind quietly, he wanted touring more but to cause unbridled fear in the young woman. "Arianna, my my, I haven't gotten a glance of you in a few years. Tell me, how have you been my dear?" His eyes, they weren't the same as before. They once glimmered with a determined demeanor, but these were the eyes of a madman.

Arianna looked up sharply to Juto. Green eyes widened some in surprise, then fright when she saw the look in his own eyes, "I...I've been well," she stammered to him softly, mentally kicking herself for the shakiness that was in her voice, "I heard about the hearing, sir knight, what happened?" she asked, more out of politeness and curiosity, as well as for trying to make simple conversation. She thought perhaps she was imagining the wild look in his eyes. She didn't know asking him the results of the hearing was going to be one of the biggest mistakes of her life.