[ Poll ] Friction (A Fantasy War, Literate RP)

Uhh... yay?

Yay!		34.1%	[ 15 ]
... *death glare*		36.4%	[ 16 ]
*sees the death glare* <.<		29.5%	[ 13 ]
No.		0.0%	[ 0 ]

Total Votes: 44

[Ren-kun 16]

Ȓҿɖȭɾᾳҕ

[[Ooh, things are getting interesting~! Howevr, Toxi; I was wondering if you meant Echo or Isabelle or someone else when you were talkin' about the spy. I was a wee bit confused. XD ]]

Redorah nodded and a small smile curved her lips. "I hear and obey, Commander," she replied, "For I know how much she could mean to Arpas' royal family; she just might be the very thing that makes them side with us." her gaze rested on her commander for quite some time. Kuril was as calm as the sea, and polite as always. Yet beneat this seeming cloak of formality was a wicked and inhuman evil encased in flesh. She also agreed with his statement; yes, any spies within the walls of Garatög cold prove extremely dangerous. Redroah turned her violet gaze, her own intentions hidden behind a veil of hospitality, towards Gene.

"A plan?" Redroah whispered, "Please enlighten us, General Frost."

Redorah nearly laughed when she thought of how each of them, here in this room were hiding something from the others. Which was fine, of course; as far as her own knowledge expanded, no one else knew of Saer being in the capitol. Or many other things she had 'failed' to mention. Her gaze flitted swiftly to Isabelle, who seemed as though she were occupying herself with the preparation of the meal. And good thing, too; Redorah herself was growing impatient.

The World shall Crumble beneath the Power it once Sealed Away,
the Power it tried to Forget,
will Arise...

[RikoSeryuji]

((I'm pretty sure I was the first. The Shatir do have Saer though. The Shatir have an edge anyway with Arpa basically about to betray everyone and join them.))
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Dawn Skyler
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"I guess I've lost everything I have,
But I'm not dead, at least not yet..."

Redorah had called this man that she could hear in the room commander. Her voice sounded much more...respectful than usual. This man had to have been the boss around here. But his voice; it had an eerie calm to it, a fasle gentleness that seemed to slightly mask the malice inside. It gave her the chills. An Idea popped into her head. In front of her were the commander of the Valara Army and two of its strongest Generals. Now was a great time for Dawn to strike and take them all out. But...as quickly as the idea had popped into her head, it left her. She had barely been able to stand up to Redorah at full strength, and this guy, being the commander and all, had to have been at least as strong as her, but more likely more powerful. To fight all three would be suicide; a waste of all the time and effort she had spent infiltrating the army. No, she would just have to make use of the information the three were tossing about within earshot of her.

It seemed that her original thought was correct. The Shatir wanted to turn Arpa to their side. They probably didn't know of Queen Guinevere's...open-mindedness towards the idea. They probably wouldn't have even needed Isabelle for leverage. In fact, if the queen was notified that the Shatir had captured Isabelle, about her forced servitude, she may have been turned towards the Alliance. It would definitely be difficult to get the message to her without blowing her cover, however. She would need the right situation to fall into her lap. She wasn't exactly sure, but this meeting may have just been the thing.

"Excuse me for speaking out of turn...but if you are looking for an alliance with Arpa, I believe I can help you. I saw the state of the nation on my journey here, many nations of the alliance fear them joining our side, and various envoys are sent to the queen every day. Because of this, soldiers from all over the alliance travel to Arpa, and it would be difficult for anyone to make it to the queen without being spotted, havin to fight, and drawing attention to our presence. But I am a monk, and we are known for travelling on spiritual journeys, no one would expect that I would be a member of the Valara army and would write me off as another wandering monk. Again, I'm sorry for the intrusion, I just wanted to give my suggestion."

Dawn said all this without leaving her meditative trance, her face not showing any emotion as she worked to re-gather her energy. It was a good thing too, Dawn didn't want to seem like she had any emotions about going to Arpa, because in truth, she was just waiting for the chance to rub all of this in queen Guinevere's face. But that still depended on whether they went for the idea or not. Redorah might have at least trusted Dawn's skills, but the other two probably saw her as nothing more than a peon right now.

"Still alone, still alive,
Still unbroken...

((Yeah, Dawn doesn't like Guenivere. Also, if you remember, Ren-kun, I hinted before that Dawn could actually be turned to your side if you play your cards right with her past trauma.))
((And I have a question. Are Kuril, Redorah, and Gene Shatir or something else? My computer is loading pages really slow and I have like a million and two posts to respond to, so I don't want to waste the ten minutes (not literally) trying to make the first page load.))

[Toxias]

[[I meant echo. And Kuril's shatir.]]

[II Intoxication II]

That day, my heart collapsed without making a sound...
I screamed to break these un-erasable memories

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:: Gεnε ::

{{ Yes, Echo, as Toxias said. }}

Gene's lips parted in one wicked smile, and glared to the blonde's and sneered at her words. Who did this girl think she was!? Gene kept her anger to herself, attempting not to explode, and it return merely huffed and continued.
"Well, Mr. Cravin suggested one idea that we track her pace through our walls. Once she has completed what she has come to accomplish, we follow her back to an Alliance group along with a few regiments of our own to destroy a third or fourth of the whole. But, I say why do we risk losing her through the woods? Or what if she leads us into a trap in order for her people to attack Garatog or the small regiments we send out? No, I say there are much too many holes in that plan." Gene stood from her chair to pace. Her mind was flying through different plans. Torture? Capture the Clavirian? Kill her in right then? Force her into an oath alongside the Valara army? Gene's cruel smile reappeared.
"As you two would know, I'm a personal fan of torture to receive information to the wherabout's of the Alliance, but there is also the options of death or capturing the beast, then again-" she giggled hysterically.
"There is always the option of letting her go." Gene grinned, knowing that this wasn't an option for them.







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The end of pleasure is pain

[JasonAves]

(((Merry Christmas Everybody!!!)))