Cursed Bonds of Hatred

The Northern King
Shigenaga's office was lavishly decorated, colored tiles of stone was inlaid into the floor and the walls were lined with crimson tapestry. Red pillars supported the celing and a small staircase lead from the lower part of the room up to a raised platform where a large intricate desk stood on six legs. At this extravagant desk, decorated by engravings of dragons and other mythological creatures sat the King of the North himself, Shigenaga Arma. Among the Four Heavenly Kings, he was perhaps the one who held the most power, and he had poured an immense fortune into assisting in rebuilding the Soul Society following the Quincy invasion, which meant that Shigenaga currently owned a massive portion of the Seireitei. He found the current state of the Soul Society distressing, for this The Coven presented major cuts in his business, he'd already lost much by their invasion.

It might come as no surprise then, that the man was in a particularly foul mood today. Yet even so, he at least attempted to maintain a sense of decorum and control, even as his every word dripped with utter contempt for Hein and the failure of the Shinigami to protect his holdings under these trying circumstances. "I have called for you, because I wish to examine my warehouses and the Black Market in the West Rukongai District #80, Kuroari. Important wares are kept there and my business is dependant on the area, as I would encounter hostiles you are to come along as my means of transportation and my bodyguard."

He then rose from his throne, a high-backed chair lined with golden motifs and extravagantly designed. Shigenaga's handsome countenance was one that made most people forget or forgive his irredeemable flaws of character, as mere beauty could not have had this effect on others, it was widely known that Shigenaga ensnared others with mighty enchantments upon his character. Ensnaring the minds and wants of others as they gazed upon him, making them easily suggestible and all the easier to turn to his immediate profit. But his almost angelic features belied a monster that lurked underneath the surface, and only his hazel eyes reflected the truth. Devoid as they were of either mirth, empathy or conscience.

Shafts of light reflected off of the Northern King's gold earrings and rings as he slowly moved down the stairs towards Hein. On his way down he grabbed a hold of his cane, made of a rare species of tree from the Yuanren and topped with a red gemstone. Finally he stood just in front of Hein as he commanded. "Don't move." Before he began to brutally beat the Captain with his cane as a way to punish him for resisting him, proving that despite his fine attire and golden jewellry he was every bit the thug that Hein was.

Between the blows, Shigenaga spoke: "You are not a man, you aren't even a person: you are my property. And the next time you resist me in this manner I will make sure you regret it deeply."