Realms--Official RP

Night looked at Drake for a few moments and said "Darkness?!?"

Night got very angrey when he heard this, his whole body went pitch black again, black fire ingulfed his body. Night grabed Drake by the throat and said in a dark voice " Dont you ever talk to me about darkness!. You dont understand what true darkness is all about."

with that said Night let go of Drake throat, his body went back to normal and he walked off to Richand and the others.
 
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"He is an ex-scientist that got caught up in the war. Soon he was driven insane by the bloodlust he felt when killing. He has been killing soldiers left and right. Regardless of alliance. He's what I refer to as Chaotic Neutral, he takes no sides but he kills any and all." Seth took a drink and a servent came in.

"Lord Sekhmet." Then he noticed Seth, "And Lord Covull. Lord Valentine requests your presence in an hour."

"Well, my friend, I believe Valentine wants an audience. Shall we go?"
 
"Heh heh," Sekhmet chuckled, "much like me then. Excellent. We shall go. Lead the way, my friend." Sekhmet rose and walked beside Seth towards Valentine's Tower.
 
"Sehkmet. It's been a while."
Behind Seth and Sehkmet stood a cloaked figure bearing the red and black colors of Destry. The only visible part of his body was the top of his bald head, which looked green-blue, as if he was a reptile, and his pure red eyes, which bulged out of his face.
 
"I was wondering when you'd show up," Sekhmet said to the cloak, "Even with all those clothes, I know its you. So tell me, What have you been doing around here?" Sekhmet simply held eye contact with the reptillian figure.
 
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.

Ooc: ahhh...the first of my EPIC posts....

Great post, but does anyone else have a little bit of a problem with this. I mean it's like going into the United Nations and spray an ak through the room. I love the post, I just don't think he should kill the guy. Although now as I write this, I kinda think you should keep it the way it is.
 
Great post, but does anyone else have a little bit of a problem with this. I mean it's like going into the United Nations and spray an ak through the room. I love the post, I just don't think he should kill the guy. Although now as I write this, I kinda think you should keep it the way it is.

Ooc: thanks. i just thought it was important for me to express how little my character cares for the way things were. I think of this as him trying to burn their last symbol of hope, the last mark of the past, the last thing standing in his way for change. Now, his fear instilled in people is through destroying the past to make room for the future.

thats what i was trying to portray.
 
^yeah I'm cool with it. I guess I was just expecting Storm to come in and call everyone out. But the unpreditability is a good trait for him. Nice job, I'll edit this in a bit with an ic. Tomarrow I'm going to write the Rebels vs. Destry battle.
 
"I've just gotten back from leading our troops in Conud. I require Valentine's orders before making my next move."
 
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"Then come with us. He just requested our presence. We were about to head out."

Together the three of them left Sekhmets chamber and headed to Valentine's Tower, the tallest building in Destry. The servents bowed as they got to the door and let them in without a word. It was expected actually, 3 of the 5 most dangerous and brilliant men under Valentines control. One of which kills his subbordinates with the slightest provacation, one which causes the bravest of men to cower in his appearence and one that can tell what they're thinking about just by looking at them. If that didn't scare people into silence then they were quite brave, or quite foolish.

The climb up the stairs took quite a long time. Finally they reached the doors. A servent knocked and announced there presence.
 
Zanaku jumped out of the tree next to the travelers. "ha ha ha. We seem to all harness the power of darkness but not me.Its been embeded in me thanks to my old cultures rituals.I have the abilitys no normal man has. Im different. Now stop fighting and lets get on the way". Zanaku said this while following the 3 travellers.
 
"We should find shelter soon and figure out what we should do..."
Richand looked up at the sky. The smoke billowing from the trees had mixed with the approaching storm clouds, giving the sky a uniform dark, dark grey color. In the distance, Richand could see another huge billow of smoke.
"No... that's where the Grand Citadel is..."
 
"were the what is?" asked Night, he looked at richand and saw that he was worryed

"Richand tell us what the Grand Citadel is and what dose it stand for?" asked Night
 

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