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 Posted: Sun Sep 03, 2017 8:28 pm
Company:: Zamora, Strega, rat b*****d and the rest of the tribe Outfit:: Raider's armorFeeling:: Enraged Condition:: Healthy Location:: Somewhere in South Bellris Currency:: 5000¢ EC Items:: KovarroOOC::  Yhudah, Chieftain of the Guzul And there a truth was said which Yhudah didn't want to hear; His eyes glaring down at his used plaything as she stared back with much hate. Yhudah knew his people were getting upset about how he has taken hostel control of his father's tribe and uprooted them to fight against the current king of Phobos. The hate was not only obvious in Strega's eyes but in the actions of the one treacherous tribesman. With his axe, Kovarro, strapped to his back Yhudah was getting ready to dismount and dismember both of the captives but then he felt the familiar pressure of his wife's body pressed against his back. Her hushed coos of mercy brought a slight confusion within himself but then she went and openly asked something that seemed impossible for him to do. Not only had the entire tribe gone in a hush but the eyes were all set on their master and leader with everyone holding their breaths with questions of what will tribal leader do. On one hand Yhudah simply could not let this violation go unpunished, yet on the other hand the people were questioning what kind of leader do they truly have. Justice without power is weakness but power without justice is tyranny. So just what was the chief to do? He weighed out the options as he stared at the tribesman and Strega then he'd glare back at his loving woman with a stare that said they would talk about this later before then dismounting and walking in front of the captives. "Sterga the slave, because of the children you could have given me, and because my wife Zamora was willing to stick her neck out for you, I will show you mercy this day and set you free from this life!" He raised his axe on high, caughting rays of the sun on the blade of the harshly strong ancient weapon, before thrusting it down and cleaving off the head of the tribesman. Only seconds after would Sterga feel the rope binding her slip loosely from her wrist as Yhudah slices the rope with the edge of his axe and takes a step back to give the freed slave woman breathing space; Yet the tribe would watch with ready fist should the freed woman try something foolish against their master.
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Posted: Sun Sep 03, 2017 9:53 pm
Strega looked at Yhudah for just a moment, not taking her eyes off of him as he beheaded the man she had taken as a lover. However unlike most women that would feel warm blood splash onto their faces Strega said and did nothing as if she had not felt anything for the man that had just been killed. Instead Strega would wait, her eyes going over to Zamora for a second. When she felt the ropes loosen she would move her hands slowly before looking at Yhudah for a second with so much hate in her eyes that it could curdle milk before she looked at Zamora once more, walking over to her and reaching up to grab her hand "I have nothing because of these people, but because of the respect I have for you I will give you what words I can stomach" she said to her "If you have any ambition or sense of self worth you would find a way to leave a man who's living by the grace of borrowed time" she said before her skin turned and wings came from her back, she would propel herself back and into the air, taking off at high speed, she was out of sight in a mater of minutes. [exit Strega]
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Posted: Mon Sep 04, 2017 6:45 pm
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xxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx◆Outfit Winter garment ◆Location The camp area ◆Company Yhudah ◆Mood Uncertain ◆Out of crackers ... Zamora glanced away from her husbands look, knowing she would hear about it later. After all she had just publicly put Yhudah on the spot and almost forced his hand. Of course she silently watched as he dismounted and walked up to the so called traitors, hoping things would end well. When he spoke, granting Strega her freedom before beheading the tribesman in one smooth motion. Thankfully seeing him cut the bonds on the womans arms, caused a sigh to escape her lips. Granted she couldn't help holding her breath as Strega walked towards her and finally took her hands. It was the words she spoke however, that caused Zamora's brow to furrow a little. What on earth could she have meant? There was no way she'd be able to leave Yhudahs side, was there? There was also the question of borrowed time which caused her to finally dismount and move closer to her husband. "You showed great strength today my husband." She murmured softly, knowing such a compliment wouldnt save her the lecture that was to come.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2017 4:58 am
Year 203
Epsilon Empire of Drosselmeyer
Third Year into the Reign of Emperor Azazel
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2017 7:40 pm
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Flying was rather difficult in times of war as she found out, having been shot at by anyone holding a bow or flying around as a dragon wasn't her cup of tea. She had had to land multiple times to wait out patrols from those that thought she was some sort of 'Bellrisian' whatever that was.
Khree'en looked around before choosing to walk the rest of the way which took her quite the time, but she found what she was looking for. It wasn't that hard to find a travelling band of fools when the numbers they bolstered could make up a small village.
When she neared the camp she was halted by guards and she stopped immediately and adjusted a strap across her chest and held onto a large gray pot "I'm looking for Zamora, wife of Yhudah" she said to them and one nodded, walking away to go inform the woman that she had a visitor.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2017 7:57 pm
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xxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx◆Outfit Winter garment ◆Location The camp area ◆Company Khree'en ◆Mood Curious and uncertain ◆Out of crackers Sorry it's so short, I'm not sure what to really say.... Hearing that their was a visitor asking for her, Zamora followed the guard to their held position. Upon seeing Khree'en, she frowned slightly. "What has brought you here? The world is not easy to traverse right now Khree'en." She said while moving up beside the two men, knowing all too well that they wouldn't let her any further until she said it was alright. Of course until she reason for her 'friends' arrival, she wasn't about to allow the woman into camp, or for that matter step another foot closer.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2017 8:16 pm
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Khree'en stared at her "We were both born into the harshness of the world, back when Guzul and Rhen survived in the badlands we killed eachother for sport did we not?" she said, normally she would have smiled at the mention of the rivalries between the Rhen and Guzul but now was not the time "I have come to give you this" she said as she pushed her arms out to hold out a grey pot, one hand on the bottom and the other on the lid, and without warning she opened her mouth and bluntly said "Rhen took in a girl named Strega they found wandering in the cold. She died in childbirth" she said as she gave the urn a little shake "she said she wanted her body burned and the ashes returned to Zamora of Guzul because she was her only friend here and saved her from being killed by her p***k husband" Khree'en frowned "her words."
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2017 8:55 pm
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xxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx◆Outfit Winter garment ◆Location The camp area ◆Company Khree'en ◆Mood Surprised and saddened ◆Out of crackers .... Zamora breathed a heavy sigh and nodded to the woman's question. "Yes that is the truth, our tribes have hunted one another for sport for many years." She replied in an almost emotionless tone while stepping forward, closer to her 'friend' and signalling the guards to stay put. As Khree'en pushed the grey pot towards her and spoke she once again frowned, until she heard Strega's name that is. "The Rhen took her in? I am glad for that at least. Hearing of her passing however...that is saddening." She murmured while carefully reaching for the urn. "She truly wished for this? Despite having gotten my husband to spare her life, I was sure she hated me as well... What of the child? Will her blood live on?" She asked, oddly curious about it, though not saying anything about having lost one herself. Naturally she gently took the urn from Khree'en, holding it securely in her own arms.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2017 9:01 pm
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Khree'en nodded "she said she does not know what the Guzul do with her dead but that even though she was a slave her grandfather had once been Guzul so what happens to them should be entrusted to the Guzul" she paused and then her eyes flickered "I actually almost forgot" she said as she lifted the strap that lay over her chest and swung it around and held a dark haired child in her arms He named him Eon'far." she paused "The Rhen refuse to raise the child of a Guzul leader" she put simply "So technically I think this thing belongs to Yhudah" their was a long pause before she then muttered "My husband says that children are supposed to be born squishy, so I wouldnt be worried about it not being able to hold a sword yet"
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Posted: Mon Nov 06, 2017 5:37 am
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xxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx◆Outfit Winter garment ◆Location The camp area ◆Company Khree'en ◆Mood Unsure ◆Out of crackers ... Zamora breathed another sigh, but nodded. "I will give her ashes the proper treatment for a Guzul, and I won't tell Yhudah about it either." She said before carefully handing the urn over to one of the guards, instructing him to keep it safe for the moment. As Khree'en shifted the bundle she had been carrying with her, Zamora blinked in amazement. There in her 'friends' arms was Strega's baby. "I cannot blame the Rhen for not wanting to raise the child, but Strega could not have wanted the boy to be raised by the Guzul either." She said while staring at the child a moment longer. That was when an idea struck her and she gave a small smile. "I will see that Eon'far is looked after, but not with my husband. The boy should have a home with loving parents that will not only teach him to fight, but allow him to find his own happiness." She stated while holding her arms out so that she could take the child.
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Posted: Mon Nov 06, 2017 11:27 am
Company:: Outfit:: Raider's armorFeeling:: Condition:: Healthy Location:: Currency:: 5000¢ EC Items:: KovarroOOC:: Yhudah, Chieftain of the Guzul The numbers of the tribe were strong. Bandit clan after bandit clan bent their keen to the new power that stride on open fields and roads between the nations that were at peace, but even so some would find their heads on the floor as they choose wrong and chose to go against the leader of the Guzul. The numbers were strong, but their leader was strong as well, and that hard raced man showed his strength as he heppend to approach his wife cohorting with the enemy; The view of a child in the Rhen woman's arms while a strange object was held by one of Zamora's men. "What is this, Zamora? And why are you here Rhen woman?
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Posted: Mon Nov 06, 2017 12:07 pm
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Khree'en looked at Zamora for a second and hesitated "Its common for competing wives to get rid of other wives children to make way for their own...If its all the same to you i'd rather let the chief decide" she said, and no later had she said it that low and behold the chief showed up.
She knew a leader when she saw one, the cocky swagger and the way he spoke to Zamora made it clear that he was the chief. She had never actually met the man but she was defiantly sure about that. "Yes, a Rhen, show some respect for your betters" she said icily. She then basically summed up what she had just told Zamora "Slave named Strega was found by the Rhen. She said she was Guzul and then had this squishy thing" she said, nodding down to the black haired child she held "We found out the child was the Guzul leaders, she named him Eon'far and then kicked the bucket" she said as she wrapped the strap that held the child and she held it out to Yhudah, the child litterally swinging in the air and giggling "Please take the squishy thing off of Rhen hands. I do not need to deal with a third ugly creature" Khree'en frowned as she stared at Yhudah "I'm being nice because its the son of the leader, any other filthy Guzul that was born in my camp I would have thrown in the river" she said, the babe still swinging above the ground.
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Posted: Mon Nov 06, 2017 12:22 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 06, 2017 1:31 pm
Lord Hedo Company:: Outfit:: Raider's armorFeeling:: Condition:: Healthy Location:: Currency:: 5000¢ EC Items:: KovarroOOC:: Yhudah, Chieftain of the Guzul He's scoff at the smug little comment, knowing full well Guzul clan was best, but the speech of b*****d children and their passing mothers gained a raised eye brow from the leader. He didn't fully believe it at first, his gaze studying the healthy boy who giggle while dangerously swinging in the air, but the words of his wife Zamora convinced him of the truth and shortly after he takes the kid from Khree`en's hand like a rabbit between hunters. "You have my thanks for this display of...kindness." The word seemingly having to be vomited out the mans mouth. "However this changes nothing between our clans. Though, I know you know this already." He stare hard at the little visitor and then a smug smile appear as if mocking her. "There is no way a simple act like this would change my heart about a pack of boot lickers who are loyal to the Letho clan."
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Posted: Mon Nov 06, 2017 1:34 pm
Company:: Outfit:: Raider's armorFeeling:: Condition:: Healthy Location:: Currency:: 5000¢ EC Items:: KovarroOOC:: Yhudah, Chieftain of the Guzul He's scoff at the smug little comment, knowing full well Guzul clan was best, but the speech of b*****d children and their passing mothers gained a raised eye brow from the leader. He didn't fully believe it at first, his gaze studying the healthy boy who giggle while dangerously swinging in the air, but the words of his wife Zamora convinced him of the truth and shortly after he takes the kid from Khree`en's hand like a rabbit between hunters. "You have my thanks for this display of...kindness." The word seemingly having to be vomited out the mans mouth. "However this changes nothing between our clans. Though, I know you know this already." He stare hard at the little visitor and then a smug smile appear as if mocking her. "There is no way a simple act like this would change my heart about a pack of boot lickers who are loyal to the Letho clan."
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