Steel DarKnight Posted September 4, 2002 Share Posted September 4, 2002 Raising his head from the maps that lay before him Decurion Steel looked towards his Emperor for any sign of emotion. There was none. The only look was one of calculation. Factors and events added to one side of the scale while removing others. Emperor Borg after a few moments of review looked towards the Decurion. “You believe this feasible with our current forces?” he asked. “Yes milord. I do.” “ Infact, if the initial insertion can be made quickly I feel that we can inflict massive casualties while enduring little of our own”. Turning his head so that his face could not be seen by the new Decurion, Emperor Borg looked towards the head of the Praetorian Guard. Standing protectively nearby Sir Brightblade looked towards his emperor and, for the slightest of seconds, broke his cold stare with a wink. A wink, that was returned by the Emperor. Decurion Steel waited calmly for his emperor’s orders. He watched as the Emperor raised himself from the collection of maps on the table and strode, arms locked behind him, to the castle window. Borg paused a moment at the window looking towards the sea. Without turning he spoke “ Decurion, make it so”. Steel raised himself from the table and saluted. “Yes milord”. Descending the stairs from the Emperors quarters and quickly making his way to his office Steel hurriedly organized his thoughts. Upon reaching his office he quickly scribbled a brief message upon several scrolls stored near his desk and sealed them with his insignia. After this was completed he called for couriers for delivery. Darkness soon penetrated the office as day turned into night. Steel continued to sit staring into the darkness his thoughts many leagues away. Ange sans Ailes and Lord Logan had just settled down from a brief training excersise with their beasts of war. They had in fact just started discussing the finer points of pet grooming when a courier quickly rushed to them and handed Ange a scroll. Looking questionably at Logan she unraveled the parchment and read. A quick look of surprise passed over her face and she handed the Parchment to Logan. He read…… The time has come for us to begin our assault. PREPARE THE LEGION FOR WAR! ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… SATURDAY (9/7/02) 8:45 est assemble at Olympus for mission/ tactics briefing. SATURDAY (9/7/02) 9:00 est commence assault. The target: Well I guess you will have to show to see *grin* And yes there is a “plan”. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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Steel DarKnight Posted September 5, 2002 Author Share Posted September 5, 2002 Ange San Ailes the Heran Centurion and Decurion Steel walked through the old fortress of power that now lay empty. Empty, as it had lain now for many years since its guardians had long ago been vanquished by evil. Dank and musty the passages covered by dust that until now had remained undisturbed for many a year. The fortress had long ago been stripped of anything of worth and the halls were completely devoid of any decorum. The stonework in many places showed the marks of combat. The blast of magery and the marks of the parried blade had left permanent evidence of the previous battles here. Many had laid siege to this fortress and many battles had been fought here, the defenders always victorious, until the last. After a brief moment of silence Steel began to speak. “Ange, so now you understand what we hope to accomplish?” Ange answered “Yes sir I do.”. Steel nodded “So what are your thoughts?” Ange smiled “A excellent plan sir. I believe we should be able to achieve our goal.” Steel nodded once more and looked down the empty hall. “Aye, the trap is going to be set” he said. “A little bait for the rat and BAM!” Steel punched one mailed fist into the other to emphasize his point. “Ange for this mission to succeed this plan must be kept in complete secrecy until we begin our assault. The enemy we face and their allies have many eyes and ears through out the realms. If our battle plans fall into the wrong hands we could very well be marching to our own funerals. The empire’s very existance relies on a victory here. If we should fail we shall find these forces upon our very door.” “We must not, Nay, can not lose!” “Understood sir.” answered Ange solemly. Unnoticed by Centurian Ange a ghostly apparition watched with interest from a far corner……………… The Legion prepares for Battle. The trumpets of war blows. Do you answer the call? ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… SATURDAY (9/7/02) 8:45 assemble at Olympus for mission/ tactics briefing. SATURDAY (9/7/02) 9:00 commence assault. PLEASE DRESS AS DIRECTED BY THE CODEX. CLOTHING ONLY! ARMOR AND WEAPONS ARE YOUR CHOICE! This is a Roleplay event. Please try to stay in character (party text is ooc). I look forward to seeing YOU there. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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