"Yes but none of your ancient wine. It didn't age quite right. Servent, get me some Old Drosin wine. Now they..." Seth moved his bishop forward, "...make excellent wine. Check."
"Touche..." Sekhmet's face was strangely calm. "But your planning does not always put you in the best situation. Example," Sekhmet grabbed his Queen, slid down and slowly took his Bishop. He chuckled for a moment.
"Now, from what I understand, our military forces in Salfir are being led by Satra Morta into battle against rebel troops from Drosin and Conud. The question is, how can we make this work to our advantage?" He laughed again. Seth's expression was too much.
"Grrr...I wasn't expecting that. ah...I see you have neglected this." Seth moved his rook forward and claimed his bishop. "Check my friend. Now as for Satra and her forces, twisting that to our advantage is all but impossible without us there. Besides she is completely loyal to Valentine. If Valentine were to fall, then she might consider a change in loyalty but that would be very unwise. Valentine is a strong leader, popular with nearly all of Destry. What must be done then is nothing. We must wait for Satra and Valentine's return before any planning about them can be done for we currently have a great many variables. And you know me, I dislike playing the odds."
The servent arrived and poured Seth a glass of the wine he requested. "Ah, thank you. Sekhmet, my friend, it's your move."
"This is true, and it is painfully obvious and annoying how sometimes one person," he gripped his Queen again, "gets to have all the fun." The Queen now claimed the outward Rook. "I have no doubt you will win this game, my friend," he said as he sipped his wine, "I am a better thinker at the moment, but not for the outcome. I suspect your already planning 10 steps ahead of my next move. Heh, I cannot do that."
"Yes I am, and no you cannot. However that doesn't stop it from being..." Seth moved a knight to claim the queen. "...fun. Checkmate my friend." Seth drank some of his wine.
"And another fantastic game. Excellent work, Seth," Sekhmet said as he shook Seth's hand. "The point of this was to illustrate how using just one power to try and overcome all others, you'll fall, and your country with you. Now, back to business," He flipped the chess board and it became a map of Renit. Small markers were placed where the troops were stationed in Salfir.
"And now," Sekhmet said as he placed a new marker on the board at the boarded of Conud and Drosin, "The real game of chess begins."
IC
The flames were everywhere every where, taking over the entire forest.
"Okay this is bad with all these trees in the way we will never get a clear way out. what we need is a..... fire road"
Drake put his hands together and concentrated. He then started to pull his hands apart, a large shadow ball growing in the space. Soon the ball was as wide as the length of his arm. He then compressed the ball turning it in to one large shadow disk above his head. He then took a deep breath and threw the disk at the forest. The disk went flying forward cutting every tree it came into contact with in half. There was now a path between the flames for people to travel in.
"Okay people lets roll out."
ooc: sorry that i havent been on in awhile guys i go snowbording every monday so yea.
Ic: Night saw everyone following Drake, he didnt trust this guy not one bit. Night was following to but was trying to think why this guy was helping them. Night looked at the ground he didnt want to talk to this guy or the other dude that was following him. " I have a bad feeling about this." thought Night
Bayne: you're the second person to accidentally post that Richand hadn't started running with Siana. Please fix. Appreciated!
IC: Richand ran down the path that Drake had set and made it to the end of the forest.
Exhausted, he put down Siana and dropped to his knees. Turning around, he saw the entire forest was a alight with raging fire. Get out of there, guys!
Bayne: you're the second person to accidentally post that Richand hadn't started running with Siana. Please fix. Appreciated!
IC: Richand ran down the path that Drake had set and made it to the end of the forest.
Exhausted, he put down Siana and dropped to his knees. Turning around, he saw the entire forest was a alight with raging fire. Get out of there, guys!
Storm strode proudly on his horse back through Destry. Waving his army to return home, he had a different destination in mind. The Grand Citadel. As he rode along the Drosin Destry border, he saw a large forest consumed by flames. Heh, must be Sekhmet... he thought.
He kept riding and came upon the Grand Bridge De Citadel. It was a magnificent sight, towering 500 feet above the rushing Valentine river, newly named by Lord Valentine himself. He smirked as he watched the guards' unpleasant faces as they had no choice but to let him pass.
He neatly trotted across the bridge toward the Citadel, smirking at the soldiers along the way. He came to a large stable for the horses, and tied his up at the very end of it, for quick getaway one would suppose. He strode up to the doors of the Grand Citadel Council Chamber and thrust them open.
All the representatives of the four countries stopped what they were doing and stared at Storm Valentine as he strode in, looking ever so smug. He took his seat toward the middle of the Chamber, and quickly cleared his throat, but said nothing for a few moments. He saw their eyes. He could tell they hated him, and he loved it.
After some time, he made a statement. "Hello to all...my friends..." He smiled as he said this, seeing the disgusted look they gave him, "I am here on official order of business from the Lord and ruler of Destry...Me." He had such an ego drive it was making them sick.
"Now, as some of you may know, I have been taking control of large amounts of territory for some time now..." he paused. "This is the time to make it official. To make or break Renit. You have a choice. Destry controls the largest, finest armies on the globe. Your choice is, and I am being as nice as possible, surrender yourselves to my command, or die."
A representative of Conud stood up, "Your tyranny will find no comfort here, Destry scum! I speak for us all when I say that no country will EVER surrender to you!" The rest of the chamber clapped and applauded the man's statement.
"Silence yourself you miserable Dog!" Storm shouted. "Perhaps you have reason to beleive I am wrong? Perhaps you think you have a reason or a force strong enough to give you the balls to challenge me here NOW!"
Storm chuckled, "Perhaps your 'confidence' is derived from your so-called 'army' of soldiers preparing to oppose my forces in Salfir? Well you can kiss that dream goodnight, because my Generals have amassed an immense army and are prepared to attack your Rebel base now, so I will offer you one more time, without any word from this bloated frog," he pointed at the representative of Conud, "Join me, or die."
The Conud representative stood up again and said, "This is an OUTRAGE! You maniacal feind! How dare you come here, to a place of peace, and announce your takeover of OUR LAND! I say NO SIR! Prepare for the fight of your life, because we will not surrender to your terrorist demands, especially not here in our Sanctuary, or place of Peace and Solitude, Our-" He had stopped.
Storm had pulled out his handgun and was pointing it directly at the Conud Rep. "I TOLD you not to speak AGAIN you Urchin! You think I care for your pathetic peace gestures? You think I have any sympathy for a waste of Hope like this? Let me show you how much I care for the rules of this place, BottomFeeder!"
He pulled the trigger, and the Rep's chest burst with blood, falling to the floor dying. Everyone screamed and tried to scatter. "This is WAR, and now you will all DIE!" he shouted. He used the gunpowder and shot it at the drapes cresting the high Citadel walls. He quickly strode out of the hall, and he expected the others to make it out alive, but he did not bother to check.
He went outside and borded his horse, using his sword to slash the other horses as he rode by. He beheaded the guards as he galloped back onto the bridge. He stopped at the end and turned to watch the Citadel burn. He knew the smoke would stay and be seen from every country. This was an official declaration of war.
Storm surveyed the flames as symbolic. To watch their freedom burn... he thought, it is so Beautiful...
He rode on back to Destry, leaving the flame engulfed Citadel for another to find.
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IC
Drake dived out of the forest and skidded to a halt. He then turned around and ran back in. He then ran out again holding onto night who had still been in the forest watching him.
"Dude if your going to spy on me, don't risk you life i'm not worth it." He then turned and looked at the cithdeal and stooped.
Drake breathing sudnly became shallow and his eyes widened. Then he drooped to his knees and let out a horrible inhuman scream that could be heard for miles. His whole eyes turned black as he screamed.
"My home" said Drake in a voice that was not his.
"I waited in the dark, I waited for a time where people would set a side there differences and accept people for who they are. I saw that in this child. But now i see the world is still not ready to accept the DARK."
Drake eyes turned back to normal.
"I'm sorry my friend." Said Drake in his normal voice.
Seth was proud of his victory over Sekhmet. They rarely got to play anymore, and normally Sekhmet won. When he brought out the map Seth smiled.
"The real chess battle? Oh no no no, my friend. This is no chess battle. Chess is much harder than this." Seth chuckled and had a drink before continuing. "Now lets see. Satra has here forces here at the Salfir Forest edge. Valentine is either at the Citadel or leaving it. While Conud and Drosin have been mounting a grand army here." Seth pointed to each spot, but then pointed to a spot on the Conud-Drosin Border. "My special target is here. Lord Valentine doesn't know of him and I haven't told you much except hes of interest. I plan on heading to him soon. Its time I take a more active role in this war."
"Excellent," Sekhmet replied, "I have long waited to see your true potential." Sekhmet smiled. "Perhaps we will fight together, our unstoppable force against the rage of their armies...sounds like a good time to me. So...who is this "mystery" target of yours?"