The Trojan Empire
05-06-2004, 03:31
Dark clouds collect over the skies of Troy and thunder rolls and lightning flashes. The rain pours heavily down and the sounds of marching echo throughout the city, rattling the ground below. Thousands upon thousands of disciplined men, tightly packed together, carrying long pikes begin to stomp on the ground with the butt of their spears to a simultaneous beat. An old man clad in armor steps out from a balcony in brilliant palace far above the army.
"My Trojan brothers, for a long time we have watched this world tear itself to pieces while we stood by and did nothing. We have let these fools eat their insides and decapitate one another without us. But let me shine this upon ye, O noble Trojan brothers: it shall last no more! No longer shall blood be spilt by a man not of Trojan origin. No longer shall blood be splattered not in the presence of a Trojan. No longer shall piece linger in far off lands when war is ready. No longer!
"Heed my word, foreign nations, the might of Troy is returning, and the fires of Hell are coming along for the ride. We have returned and the wolves, starved now for many years, of war howl as we march into battle.
"We have returned. Hear me, we have returned!"
"My Trojan brothers, for a long time we have watched this world tear itself to pieces while we stood by and did nothing. We have let these fools eat their insides and decapitate one another without us. But let me shine this upon ye, O noble Trojan brothers: it shall last no more! No longer shall blood be spilt by a man not of Trojan origin. No longer shall blood be splattered not in the presence of a Trojan. No longer shall piece linger in far off lands when war is ready. No longer!
"Heed my word, foreign nations, the might of Troy is returning, and the fires of Hell are coming along for the ride. We have returned and the wolves, starved now for many years, of war howl as we march into battle.
"We have returned. Hear me, we have returned!"