fatima
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Post by fatima on Apr 5, 2007 22:03:19 GMT -5
Treia was passing through to pick up the two Holy Dragons in order to take flight over the swamps. Bringing the Mystic Beasts with her, they were fairly toughened up... and so was she. Treia only hope that she had met Overlord Zenon's expectations in this matter.
Fiore looked nervous, knowing better than to be a smart ass in front of an Overlord. He remained several steps behind Treia, and a part of him secretly liked it this way.
All of them knelt before him as Treia awaited Avernum to arrive to add his assessment of her performance. She wasn't expecting to get a very good grade for having some of the squad die.
"Overlord Zenon... Avernum and I have received new information about the Princess from the Mothmen scouts. Apparently she was spotted with a group in the swamps south of Holt Village. The spot where I ran into that one girl from the Snow Clan is also around that village. I figure I would kill two birds with one stone and search the swamps while recruiting Aqua Demons who can take the Snow Village special techniques. With you're permission, I would also like to narrow the search parties to around that area since it seems to be the hub of both activities."
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Post by Overlord Sothmir on Apr 6, 2007 0:24:27 GMT -5
Avernum trudged in moments later and knelt before Overlord Zenon. He kept his head bowed and waited for Treia to finish speaking, and for Overlord Zenon to give him permission to speak.
Overlord Zenon's crimson eyes burned in the darkness. He turned to face the vassals that knelt before him, his cloak billowing as he rotated. He wondered about this enemy who had dared to steal his daughter from him. What exactly were they doing with her in the swamps? Regardless, he could not let her be tainted by the outside world.
He still could not believe that the Snow Clan had managed to survive the genocide he committed against them. He could not let any single ninja survive...but the Princess was the top priority. However, he would have to see if she was worth his time. He motioned for Avernum to approach him.
"Before I even consider this, I will first hear of your performance from my trusted vassal..." Zenon said, motioning towards Avernum.
Avernum lumbered closer to Overlord Zenon and bowed again before addressing his master.
"Overlord Zenon, Treia's performance...is sub par, at best. Though she prevailed in several combat situations, some with creatures that were superior in power to her own, and the creatures that she was training, if put into an actual battle between the forces of an opposing Overlord, she may not survive for very long. She lost a bulk of her forces to a Baciel attack in the Cavern of Evil. Her forces were bolstered by a pack of untrained Mystic beasts. The Flora Beast you see standing with her is yet another new recruit. She has won all of her battles, but your army has once again more suffered more casualties. However, she does show a great amount of resourcefulness, and shows a great amount of potential. I am sure, that under my surveillance, she will make a grand general." Avernum said confidently, actually raising his head eye-level with Overlord Zenon's, a very bold move.
Overlord Zenon's gaze locked with Avernum's, and he gave a slight nod towards Avernum.
"For your sake, Avernum, I hope that you are correct. If you fail me, I shall take away the life I so kindly bestowed upon you." he said, his tone of voice making the mighty Hell Dragon bow his head in compliance.
He turned his head and fixed his gaze upon Treia. "You have my permission, the Princess must be returned to her mansion. The Princess takes priority over even the Snow Clan survivors. She must not be tainted by the outside world! I will send the order. If you fail in either one of these tasks, the consequences will be dire!" he finished in a gruff and threatening tone. He then turned away from them.
"Now, begone! The next time you return will be when you have succeeded in the tasks appointed to you."
After that statement, he acknowledged them no more, focusing his attention to matters that must be attended to in this realm.
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fatima
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Post by fatima on Apr 6, 2007 10:20:04 GMT -5
"As you command..."
She wanted to make an army quickly for him, and giving the troops more power by fighting tougher enemies. Unforunately, this bit her in the butt harder than she expected. She would search the swamps first and THEN attack the Snow Clan. Not rising until he left the room, she sighed to herself.
"Come on... let us get the Holy Dragons and fly though the swamp... we must get leads on their whereabouts. I must not frustrate him any more."
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Post by Overlord Sothmir on Apr 6, 2007 21:13:49 GMT -5
Avernum lifted his head and turned to face Treia. He lowered his massive head to her level as he always did before addressing her.
"Young one...You will not anger him further. I shall make sure of that." Avernum said, snorting at the end of the sentence, trying to play it off as a threat, despite the fact that it was a rather endearing statement. Avernum wanted to see this girl succeed, and he would make sure that she did.
He nodded and began heading towards the Holy Dragons, snarling at guards to make a path for him as he forced his bulk to fit through the halls of the Overlord Zenon's palace. He assumed Treia would be close behind him as he trudged within the palace. Even if she wasn't, he was making a clear enough path, riddled with cowering guards and bystanders running to get out of his way as he lumbered onwards.
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Post by fatima on Apr 6, 2007 23:13:01 GMT -5
"I'll become strong for you... more importantly for Overlord Zenon." Fiore added. "If I become strong, that makes you even stronger... and it makes Overlord Zenon even stronger... and I like that."
"Yeah, yeah... just heal, okay?"
Treia was right behind Avernum, the Zombie King galloping behind her. Fiore mounted one of the Holy Dragons, the Zombie King the other. Treia looked at Avernum for a moment before looking back to the other troops.
"Form a pack between the Mystic Beasts and the Mothmen and spread the word to start searching closer to Holt Village and the surrounding areas. If you let even one die, I'll flog the entire unit... you got that?!"
The mothmen cringed and cowered as the Mystic beasts merely looked stern and silently acknowledged Treia's orders. With that, Treia looked at Avernum and his huge wings.
"May I, venerable one?"
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Post by Overlord Sothmir on Apr 6, 2007 23:25:29 GMT -5
Avernum nodded and lowered his head to allow Treia to mount, outstretching his wings to their full span. Remarkably, despite the fact that they seemed to be rotting, they were quite capable of flight. He waited for Treia to climb to a suitable spot before thrusting himself into the skies with his hind legs and a burst of force from his massive wings. He watched as the two Holy Dragons struggled to get level with his altitude, despite their well-developed wings. With a single powerful stroke, his wings propelled him foward, the Holy Dragons following immedietly afterwards.
And so, the group headed for the swamps, the last place the Princess was rumoured to be seen.
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fatima
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Post by fatima on Apr 6, 2007 23:28:45 GMT -5
((And let the carnage begin in Family Matters...))
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