LINESII- Into the Darkness- Part II
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Yay, Iggy!
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~Darkening~
Weep, Mother.
Heh....I hope you wanted a welcoming party erez......Good luck Iggy. Hopefully you'll be done by the time I get back 
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alex994
Hail Divine Emperor!
Remembrance of the Moon
The Light and Glory of the Valins knows no bound! All else pales in comparison with the glory of Veritas Eternal. We shall one day say, what honor we have to have had crossed swords with the Valins Prince Liu Ming
What good hath the Valins shown the world? They have shown naught but contradiction, of the glory and honor of great Stratikrator against the deceit and lies of the despicable Vandrios. Princess Liu Shi
In an antechamber, in a small villa recently rented by a provincial it was said, was where she was to go. She had received a plain letter, nothing that would have revealed its true nature aside from a distinct marking. She pushed opened the door and peering in, entered the room. There was nothing but a well armed and attractive young woman dressed in similar garb. She went on her knees and bowed her head and waited. An envelope was placed upon the floor in front of her.
Go to Khadon, the Capitol of the UKKK and tell the Marquis of Nanmi to relocate the Imperial Embassy inland. Of course, also remind him that his term of office is over and he should return to Guanzhong to prepare for the future. Show him this ring if he asks for identification or asks in a hardly courteous tone Why the hell I should listen to you! so said the steady voice. The voice was mellow and showed no emotion.
It shall be done mistress. She walked out of the building and thought about it. Khadon? The Capitol of the UKKK? Why would she be ordered to tell the ambassador to relocate and return to Guanzhong for the future? She shrugged those thoughts from her head and concentrated at the great task at hand.
How would she get to Khadon and manage to locate the ambassador? Should she go through Qingdao and straight to Khemri through the treacherous Exodian Sea? Or should she go through Guangzhou through Old Nurmaferi and make the trek overland? Either would be difficult but it could and would be done. She would not disappoint her Mistress.
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It is ironic how history repeats herself throughout not just time, but space and matter as well. Another King of another nation in another dimension would have appreciated and understood the problems facing this Emperor of this nation in this dimension. If he was able to breach the language barrier and come to understand the political issues, he would have understood it perfectly. Just perfectly. The King of England, Charles II, he was.
Of course, to be fair Charles II didnt have other heirs just waiting to seize the opportunity and cast away their older brother. To say that Prince Ming was well liked was akin to saying the sun was cold and that ice was hot. All of them had their different agendas and were all united by one single goal, that The Valin Lover as he was called, would not become Emperor.
People are discomforted by change. Its a given of life, people when given a choice would prefer the things they are more familiar and used towards, unless that life was miserable. Of course, a Valin Lover for an Emperor tends to get people worried about change. These ranged from merchants over going to war, husbands over their number of wives, monks and priests over religion, all the way to royalty worried about politics.
Arrogant, impertinent he always was and was exactly that as he seemingly ignore the gathering storms and forces arrayed against him and went on with life as if nothing was happening. He was confident, cocky even that he would be the next Emperor of Guangfei.
And what an Emperor he would be
Luckymoose
The World is Mine
I will join once the update is up.
Thlayli
Le Pétit Prince
"My Lord Stratikrator."
"Your name, soldier."
"Irrelevant, my liege, and I have been asked to forget."
"Fair enough. You are the one spoken of, I assume. The tales have gone through the army like plague."
"Tales...rumors, they help our cause. After the fall of Redemption, we were cut off in the cold, the chaos of it, sending our ships and armies into the mists of the ocean, to an uncertain fate. Barbaric empires send their glorious, shining armies against us, and our dwindling people, fighting against the cold and the darkness, are fading into the tales of the world."
"The Valin people were greater in memory...and we have grown weak since those days. But why did you come if there is no hope?"
"The Shadow that was spoken of has been prepared. There are ten."
"Such barbaric creatures. I doubt their usefulness in battle."
"We almost despaired in our efforts to train them. But the acquisition of infant cubs allowed us to prepare the number you have now. They are sedated, at present. It was the only way; they would have ripped the ships apart."
"Will they stand in battle?"
"Our enemies will not. For years, fear has worked against us. Fear of the encroaching darkness, fear of the glittering swords in the West, fear of our death, a death beyond exile's hope. But now, my Lord Stratikrator, we have found Fear in the wilds of the north. And we have made it our ally."
"What news of this has gotten to the enemy?"
"Some. But that is good. Their troops will whisper of a horror from the ancient world, and their nightmares will be made real, in steel and blood."
"To hear you speak, it scares me, soldier. You speak only of wars and survival, and you speak for the Valin people. Once we were a people of peace and happiness, content to build our white cities and send occassional armies off to glory. But now we engage in a war of destruction, no longer a petty game for emperors. We fight a brutal struggle as harder, colder men."
"My lord Stratikrator, I hear your words. We have become as the stone statues we once carved in the higher days, emotionless and cold. And our people will sail into the cold, and the dark, and the spectre of death and chaos will sit on their shoulder. We have spent our lifetimes fighting for Light, but the One weeps to see how his Chosen must take their victory."
"Truly we have sinned."
"To stand against the monsters that slaughtered us at Veritas, and butchered the people of Redemption, we must become somewhat like them. As horrible as that is, we must set aside the Maxims so that our children can practice them without fear."
"Who are you?"
"Just a man of Veritas, who has gone into the cold and dark like all his brethren."
"Grant us vindication."
"He is doing so, as we speak. We are the spear, held in the right hand. The spear and the tree, do you remember, my Lord? The fragments of a scroll, and that small book."
A bead of sweat appeared on the back of the Stratikrator's neck.
"There are two copies of that book in the world, and I have both of them. As for the scroll, what knowledge it has is only a shard of the original, and that is buried beyond hope of salvation."
"But you remember at least the spear and the the tree. The great statue of the One, twice built, and twice destroyed. It is a prophecy, you see. For upon the One's crown, built in Veritas of old, there were three gems. The first was amethyst, a great purple stone. The second was sapphire, shining like the sea, purifed and crystallized."
"And the third?"
"It was topaz. A golden stone."
"What does that mean?"
"Three gems, for the three incarnations of Veritas. The ancient Republic, the exiled state clinging to the sea, and the third...what we will build, and create in the future. The statue has been raised and destroyed two times. The prophecy, and the scroll, are clear on what you are to do, Stratikrator Xenophon."
"How do you know all this?"
"I lived in the north. Though we cling wretchedly to life on the edge of the world, not all lost knowledge was brought to Redemption."
"What do you know of the Autorex and his scroll?"
"You must command your troops, Lord Stratikrator. The Oceanus requests your presence."
"Your name, soldier."
"Irrelevant, my liege, and I have been asked to forget."
"Fair enough. You are the one spoken of, I assume. The tales have gone through the army like plague."
"Tales...rumors, they help our cause. After the fall of Redemption, we were cut off in the cold, the chaos of it, sending our ships and armies into the mists of the ocean, to an uncertain fate. Barbaric empires send their glorious, shining armies against us, and our dwindling people, fighting against the cold and the darkness, are fading into the tales of the world."
"The Valin people were greater in memory...and we have grown weak since those days. But why did you come if there is no hope?"
"The Shadow that was spoken of has been prepared. There are ten."
"Such barbaric creatures. I doubt their usefulness in battle."
"We almost despaired in our efforts to train them. But the acquisition of infant cubs allowed us to prepare the number you have now. They are sedated, at present. It was the only way; they would have ripped the ships apart."
"Will they stand in battle?"
"Our enemies will not. For years, fear has worked against us. Fear of the encroaching darkness, fear of the glittering swords in the West, fear of our death, a death beyond exile's hope. But now, my Lord Stratikrator, we have found Fear in the wilds of the north. And we have made it our ally."
"What news of this has gotten to the enemy?"
"Some. But that is good. Their troops will whisper of a horror from the ancient world, and their nightmares will be made real, in steel and blood."
"To hear you speak, it scares me, soldier. You speak only of wars and survival, and you speak for the Valin people. Once we were a people of peace and happiness, content to build our white cities and send occassional armies off to glory. But now we engage in a war of destruction, no longer a petty game for emperors. We fight a brutal struggle as harder, colder men."
"My lord Stratikrator, I hear your words. We have become as the stone statues we once carved in the higher days, emotionless and cold. And our people will sail into the cold, and the dark, and the spectre of death and chaos will sit on their shoulder. We have spent our lifetimes fighting for Light, but the One weeps to see how his Chosen must take their victory."
"Truly we have sinned."
"To stand against the monsters that slaughtered us at Veritas, and butchered the people of Redemption, we must become somewhat like them. As horrible as that is, we must set aside the Maxims so that our children can practice them without fear."
"Who are you?"
"Just a man of Veritas, who has gone into the cold and dark like all his brethren."
"Grant us vindication."
"He is doing so, as we speak. We are the spear, held in the right hand. The spear and the tree, do you remember, my Lord? The fragments of a scroll, and that small book."
A bead of sweat appeared on the back of the Stratikrator's neck.
"There are two copies of that book in the world, and I have both of them. As for the scroll, what knowledge it has is only a shard of the original, and that is buried beyond hope of salvation."
"But you remember at least the spear and the the tree. The great statue of the One, twice built, and twice destroyed. It is a prophecy, you see. For upon the One's crown, built in Veritas of old, there were three gems. The first was amethyst, a great purple stone. The second was sapphire, shining like the sea, purifed and crystallized."
"And the third?"
"It was topaz. A golden stone."
"What does that mean?"
"Three gems, for the three incarnations of Veritas. The ancient Republic, the exiled state clinging to the sea, and the third...what we will build, and create in the future. The statue has been raised and destroyed two times. The prophecy, and the scroll, are clear on what you are to do, Stratikrator Xenophon."
"How do you know all this?"
"I lived in the north. Though we cling wretchedly to life on the edge of the world, not all lost knowledge was brought to Redemption."
"What do you know of the Autorex and his scroll?"
"You must command your troops, Lord Stratikrator. The Oceanus requests your presence."
I've just finished reading through the collected history (Iggy's updates), and I've got to say, wow. I'm currently going back to read through the whole thing and get all the stories, but in the meantime, I'd like to join. I've got zero experience at this, but I love stories, so what the hey? I'd like Syracia, if it's not been claimed; relatively isolated, not next to any expansionist empires (*Eyes Veritas, Gorin, et al* 
). If all's well and good with that, I'll get things ready for the next round of orders.
). If all's well and good with that, I'll get things ready for the next round of orders.
alex994
Hail Divine Emperor!
OOC: Iggy, I believe my friend PMed you a week or two ago about joining in one of the "terra incognito" regions but you haven't responded to him yet 
alex994
Hail Divine Emperor!
OOC: The one whose stat template has something to do with titan worship.
Luckymoose
The World is Mine
Iggy I would like to be magland if they are still open/alive post update.
Thlayli
Le Pétit Prince
I've just finished reading through the collected history (Iggy's updates), and I've got to say, wow. I'm currently going back to read through the whole thing and get all the stories, but in the meantime, I'd like to join. I've got zero experience at this, but I love stories, so what the hey? I'd like Syracia, if it's not been claimed; relatively isolated, not next to any expansionist empires (*Eyes Veritas, Gorin, et al*
Welcome to NESing! Prepare to be converted to the holy light of the Oneist faith.
Just kidding, maybe.
Welcome to NESing! Prepare to be converted to the holy light of the Oneist faith.
You may keep your silly superstitions. The people of Syracia thrive on reason! Knowledge! And a hearty diet of fish!
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