Tanthan
25-06-2005, 22:28
(If you don't know the story thus far, take this as a modern-era writing)
"My fellow Exeons, we embark on a new world! Our world through the looking glass is filled with limitless resources and ideas! Let's head for Hiion, swords outstretched and arms in a fury of prideful gestures and joy. Let's go to the new world." ~ Exeon Signatia
"Hmph...that ranting fool....so prideful. Like a damn spartan! No wonder Tanthan burned his palace to the ground and raped his children infront of them! Pathetic fools! In eight families not one of them have ever done the thing right."
The aristocratic man hiding in the shadows nodded and smirked, his teeth reflecting the tiny amount of light back into the Count's eyes.
"Yes....no one..let's change it....burn the wretched Tanthan capital to the ground and enslave them all!" muttered Exeon Varionous.
The Exeon stood up and his white robes draped around him in such a way as to show a non-violent man of the cloth. Hardly, one could call this man peaceful. Deluded by visions of grandure and madness, the sole survivor of the Varionous family.
"Let's call in other nations....ones who will ride with us into battle!" said the Count.
"Let all nations join in....we need ones that will commit murder for land and will be merciless. Preferrably high technological nations....let's see if they hunger for wealth of a rich planet! AH HAH HAH HAH HAH HAH!"
"My fellow Exeons, we embark on a new world! Our world through the looking glass is filled with limitless resources and ideas! Let's head for Hiion, swords outstretched and arms in a fury of prideful gestures and joy. Let's go to the new world." ~ Exeon Signatia
"Hmph...that ranting fool....so prideful. Like a damn spartan! No wonder Tanthan burned his palace to the ground and raped his children infront of them! Pathetic fools! In eight families not one of them have ever done the thing right."
The aristocratic man hiding in the shadows nodded and smirked, his teeth reflecting the tiny amount of light back into the Count's eyes.
"Yes....no one..let's change it....burn the wretched Tanthan capital to the ground and enslave them all!" muttered Exeon Varionous.
The Exeon stood up and his white robes draped around him in such a way as to show a non-violent man of the cloth. Hardly, one could call this man peaceful. Deluded by visions of grandure and madness, the sole survivor of the Varionous family.
"Let's call in other nations....ones who will ride with us into battle!" said the Count.
"Let all nations join in....we need ones that will commit murder for land and will be merciless. Preferrably high technological nations....let's see if they hunger for wealth of a rich planet! AH HAH HAH HAH HAH HAH!"