My Lady, My Lady, wake up please, My Lady.
Slowly, Isabella woke up, What was her dream about? Something about a Chamber, a Snake and a Lion. In her dream, she was the Lion, but she slowly became the snake, lashing out at everyone and everything around her. What would make her do that? And why? What did this dream mean?
Pushing her dream aside, she spoke with her head adivsor, Albus. Albus was talking on and on about the new cities which would be founded to further the growth of the empire. These cities would have something called a 4.5 ratio which Isabella did not understand, but Albus assured her that it would be good. Satisfied, she set out to continue the growth of the empire, the dream at the back of her mind.
In the year of 2710, Ronald, her advisor to the moods of the people awoke her with a start. She was having the dream once more. Only this time, when she became the snake, she went on a rampage. Why? Why would she do that? Oddly, the number 23 stuck out at her. It was flashing in the dream. Placing the dream aside, she was told by Ronald that her people would riot unless she raised the luxuries which they received. She did, puting it at thirty.
Three seasons later, in the year of 2590, Isabella was talking with her ladies in waiting when her adivsor of Foreign Peoples, Harold, entered the throne room in a pant. "My lady", he began. "Word has come to me from our explorers that we have reached contact with a new people. They call themselves the Mongols and they seek friendship."
"Excelent" replied Isabella. "What do they have to offer us?" "You're going to love this, My Lady. They posess knowledge which we do not. They have weapons which soar through the air like a Phoneix and they have beasts which man can ride upon. They will teach us how to do these things of how to communicate more efficently and how to build large castles like this one. They will throw in 35 golden pieces to boot!" exclaimed Harold.
"Wonderful, Harold. I, Isabella, Queen of the Spainish welcome the Mongol People to this world and I hereby authorize this trade." "More news, My Lady" stated Harold after the papyruswork was done. "We have a source of these beasts outside of our home. We can begin training them soon.
In the next season, the year of 2550, a group of men was assembled to create the next city. "Brave men of fortune. You are pure blooded Spainards. Go forewards and speard the Glory of Isabella!" However, all was not well with Isabella. The dream still plauged her. Only now the number was no longer 23, it was 16. Why did it move? And now she saw herself oppressing her people. Why? Why? Why?
In the year of 2470, a great warrior was put in charge of guarding Madrid. This warrior had caught the eye of Isabella, and she was intrigued by him. However, Albus would let her go nowhere near him. "Another group of men to found another city is what we need. In eight seasons they will be ready."
In the year of 2350, great celebration erupted throughout Madrid. No longer were they the only city. Now there was Barcelona, the sister city. Barcelona began work on a group of workers and celebration continued throughout the empire. Isabella, however, was nervous. What if the people did not like Barcelona? What if the other cities were mean to it? Albus assured her that the people would like the city.
In the year of 2150, there was more happiness, as a second band of men set out to found another city. The dream still haunted Isabella, and now a priestess was called in to help her. High Priestess Virgina tried all she could to help Isabella, but the dream was tearing her appart. She would no longer take anything that had to do with the number nine. A group of spearmen were to be hired to help her and guard her bed chambers to keep evil spirits away.
In the year of 2110, a new form of ore was discovered to the NorthWest of Madrid. This ore was brought back to the city, where it was studied by the Witch Doctoress, Hermione. This ore was known as Iron, and it could help create a deadly type of weapon which the Enemies of Isabella, as few as they were, could not fight against.
In the year of 2070, a group of workers were formed to help Barcelona grow. Seven was an unlucky number in the kingdom, as the dream now showed Seven as Isabella went on a rampage as the snake.
In the year of 1950, the city of Seville was founded. Isabella was very greatful to this city, for it would bring in gold. To celebrate, she went to her hair styleist and had her cook up some rabbit.
In the year of 1830, the spearmen who were to help Isabella with her sleep were finished with their training. Isabella was to be sedated, because she was screaming about the three cities which her empire was made of. "Three! It is an eeeeeeeeeevillll number!" The guards broke a vase over her head to knock her out as Albus pretended not to know her.
In the year of 1790, the city of Seville produced a warrior to protect it. Things were going oddly for Isabella. The number one was killing her slowly. Very slowly. No matter what Hermione and Virgina tried to do, nothing could help her.
Come... let me rip... tear... kill... Let me kill... Blood... I smell blood... BLOOD! I need it! I crave it! Give me the blood of my enemies.
The Chamber within Isabella had been opened. The serpent was now loose.
The Save
The Map