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The Druid and The Warrior (Closed, ATTN Chronosia)

Yafor 2
21-02-2005, 22:01
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The Meeting Place, somewhere on Chronosia Prime
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Yralkiss felt his spirit soar past all boundries. Calm surrounded him, even in Chronosia Prime. He felt the stars and the suns, felt the galaxies and the void. Space colacsed around him, pulling him in. The druid was in a trance, locked away from the world that he was upon.

His spirit and soul drifited and momentarily, for a long, endless moment, he felt himself apart. He was not here, not where he was. He was not an old being, weighed down by age and responsibility, without these things that burdened him. He was -

"Druid?" A voice broke through his meditation, cutting his concentration. The White-cloaked man spun around in anger.

"What is it?!" he roared, his eyes blazing. His face was angry and terrible.

"Nothing, just that the assigned Primarch has not yet arrived -" the man whimpered. Yralkiss was a an evil legend in the mountainous uneducated parts of Yafor 2, used to scare kids and babies to go to bed.

"I know that, you dolt! I can see!!" Yralkiss grew, if possible, even more angry and was about to destroy the man when he stopped. "Surround the area, guards." he commander to the thrity-odd men holding weapons.

"Bring whatever you want...I am waiting, Marcus..." he whispered to the wind.
Chronosia
21-02-2005, 22:07
The echo of footfalls boomed across the plateau, a writhin infested world burnign beneath them. The Daemon world of Chronosia Prime. The figure stood; robes billowing around ornate and terrible Armor....This was he; the Death Knight; Remiel, Hammer of the Heretic, Lord of the Inquisition.
"So the rumors were true; the great druid....The fool of Yafor, has come forth. You will find only death here...Death and despair. My master has forseen the demise of your worlds, in fire and fury and the Warp.."
Yafor 2
23-02-2005, 01:08
OOC:I KNEW Ramiel would come! I won a bet with myself!

Yralkiss' firey red eyes danced at the Chronosian.

"So the weak one calls the strong one a fool....how interesting. I don't have time to banter, one who calls himself the Death Knight. Hammer of the Heretic my foot. And what Inquistition do you rule over? The one that prosecutes poor slave Uruk-Hai? Ha. Someday you will be destroyed, today infact. Let's get this started."

With that, he stepped back and began to speak, his voice taking the tone of a ritual incantation.

"Thou art what I put my hands to, my heart to, my soul to. Bring thy fire and crush the weak. Empower the strong by thy strength. Thou shalt slay upon thyself and feed. Flamesearers, bring thy fire!"

It was a ritual; Yralkiss could have done it on his own. What could he had done?

This. The fire that came from his feet and surrounded him and moved at Ramiel, threateningly and terribly.

OOC:Say, when I become a full-time FT nation, I just might let Yralkiss become king. Hmmm....
Yafor 2
24-02-2005, 23:12
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Yafor 2
02-03-2005, 00:57
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