Fairy King Harlequin

The reinstated 'Holy War' was a plague upon the lands of Britannia. After one of the fugitive demons released the seal placed upon the rest of the demon clan, and the Ten Commandments were freed of their shackles, the land fell into chaos and despair. Of course it wasn't entirely unarmed for the coming war, as various kingdoms teamed up to merge their armies. The legendary Seven Deadly Sins also joined the fray, and did their best to hold back a majority of the Commandments' attacks.

As the Boar Hat Tavern traversed the lands from place to place, settling down for a few days every so often, King spent most of his time exploring the surrounding areas and keeping watch. As the King of the fairies, he was especially attuned to the nature around him, be it flora or fauna. If someone stepped on so much as a blade of grass within his vicinity, he would know, and he would be prepared for a battle.

As the tavern settled down in it's latest place of brief respite, King sighed, moving to flop down atop his Chastiefol, hovering now in it's pillow form. Just as he was about to doze off, the fairy sensed someone approaching the tavern, and he cracked an eye open to peer out the window, trying to see who it was.