Quest of the Ancient Map

The chaotic maelstrom of power that had engulfed the forge had already dissipated, leaving behind a charged atmosphere that caused Rhuba's hair to stand on end due to the lingering energy. Rhuba, still perplexed by the Queen's massive power, stood amid the aftermath, his expression a mix of awe and inner turmoil. The profound display of Queen Zuqetta's might had etched itself into his mind, leaving a vivid impression, causing distress each time he saw it. The feeling of inferiority wrapped his mind in doubt about his abilities, and caused his stomach pain.

Yet, amid the spectacle, a child's cry pulled at Rhuba's heartstrings. Rhuba turned as he heard the cry, the grandson of the blacksmith, in distress, attempted to move rubble with the determination only a child could muster. Rhuba, his soft spot for children evident, felt a tug at his own emotions. As he surveyed the scene, he noticed the absence of the boy's father, prompting a concerning look to spread across Rhuba's face.

Zuqetta, however, acted swiftly, revealing the father trapped beneath the debris. The reunion, however, was not as serene as one might hope. The child, fueled by fear and confusion, lashed out at the Queen. Rhuba felt anger boiling inside him at the reaction, there was no reason to treat her like that after such a minor incident. They all had their lives, and she was sympathetic! Rhuba then realized that he was talking about a child, and his anger dispersed. Rhuba then approached the family, his iconic innocent smile plastered on his lips. The family backed up slightly at the approach, thinking that he was going to finish what the Queen started.

Kneeling down, Rhuba addressed the child, attempting to impart some wisdom, as the older gentlemen feared for their safety. "The Queen didn't mean to do this." Rhuba paused, and thought for a moment. "You ever get angry?" No response from the kid, he just stared at him, anger boiling in his eyes. "You know how sometimes you do things you don't mean to, then you wonder why people yell at you when you tell them you didn't mean to do it?" Rhuba had hoped the kid knew what he was talking about, but the kid only stared into Rhuba's eyes with anger, not responding to his question. "When you get as strong as your Queen here, getting lost in your emotions can cause all sorts of fantastical things." However, the child's anger remained unyielding, casting an air of resentment in his gaze. The two older gentleman tried to ease his mind that it was all okay, but Rhuba knew they were just afraid.

Standing up, Rhuba bowed to the blacksmith family, acknowledging the fear and apprehension they now harbored. Turning back to Zuqetta, he could sense the weight of her emotions, a familiar feeling reflected in his own tumultuous past. "He'll understand when he gets older," he said, waving his hand toward the family, trying to make the Queen feel better. The Queen then attempted to explain, but her words only hinted at the depth of her internal struggle.

"I get that, I really do..." Rhuba began, taking a deliberate step toward Zuqetta by stepping over a large piece of debris. Rhuba could understand the pain, but he had no idea what he could really say to her. Thinking on it briefly, he realized that he might have a similar connection to wanting someone dead, he smiled lightly at her revealing a sincerity in his eyes. "I came to Plant to find my parents..." His voice held a mixture of pain and determination, his smile forsaken by his eyes as he tried to keep the innocent smile on his face. "They sold me to slavery as a baby, and I'm finally free. I want to find them," Rhuba's gaze briefly turned away, a flicker of rage crossing his features. "and kill them..." In those words, Rhuba sought to convey his understanding, to let Zuqetta know that the burden of hatred and the destructive consequences of past actions were not foreign to him.

Antisense: Off


  WC: 680
TWC: 4,390


PL: 15,000

HP: 0/250% ()

KP: 6/6 ()
MP: 0/6 ()


Traits: Saiyan Pride (Inactive) | Burning Ki (Unused) | Zenkai
Items: Battle Armor (1/1) | Battle Liner (1/1)

Rhuba could feel the presence of higher than usual power levels flying toward them, as Rhuba and Zuqetta stood in what looked like the end of a concert when everyone had left. Readying himself for some kind of battle, he realized who they were once they landed and addressed the Queen. Zuqetta seemed to have realized something in her outburst, yet to her it seemed to be a question. Rhuba knew the guards were wary of him, as the situation itself must have been strange for the new strangers. Rhuba pulled out his journal and began sketching the guards, putting them next to the larger sketch of the Queen, as he wrote 'Royal Guard' above the new sketches.

"If not, you'll be a good motivator for him to get better and stronger." Rhuba chuckled to himself, hoping the joke wasn't going to be too offensive, but Zuqetta had seemed too preoccupied with her guards to register what he said. Just as she fully recouped, she spoke her goodbyes, Rhuba waved goodbye as she flew off into the distance. Rhuba, standing around in the midst of debris looked around puzzlingly, wondering what he should do now. He turned to his right quickly, seeing that there was no one around. Both his arms awkwardly stayed near his waist, as if to question the atmosphere, he lifted his left arm slightly as he now turned to his right, he motioned toward the air briefly before realizing there was no one there to respond. Giving up on this situation, Rhuba burst into the air and flew off to the Bluffs.

Exit

Antisense: Off


  WC: 262
TWC: 4,652


PL: 15,000

HP: 0/250% ()

KP: 6/6 ()
MP: 0/6 ()


Traits: Saiyan Pride (Inactive) | Burning Ki (Unused) | Zenkai
Items: Battle Armor (1/1) | Battle Liner (1/1)