Tempest takes a seat and scoffs. "Of course we all want to be leader. That Shadow has been holding us back for to long."
Kimball sits in another seat. "That may be true Darkstorm, but it would be best if we worked out which of us three would be the best to take Shadow's place." Looks to both Darkstorm and Tempest. "So, how should we decide this?"
Post by Northen Light36 on Jun 14, 2006 1:27:27 GMT -5
Darkstorm smiles coldly. "In the usual method," he replies. "The Lord of Storms has always been he who is the strongest... Therefore the three of us shall fight and whoever wins shall be the new ruler of Maelstrom."
Kimball simply examines her fingernails a moment. "And do you honestly think such we need to decide who is to be the highest leader right now? What if some of the soldiers didnt like who happened to win and broke off? That may cause civil war, and we cant let that happen untill we can either help end this Clear threat or withdraw from the battle safely."
Tempest taps his fingers on the table, looking at the maps. "I agree that we need to end this Clear threat now..but the storm armies wont hold together for much longer with three seperate leaders. We need only one and soon."
Post by Northen Light36 on Jun 14, 2006 2:04:16 GMT -5
Darkstorm merely smiles. "That is between myself and the Clears," he replies. "All you need know is I did what was best for all of us. Now, the important thing is to find which of us will take that fool, Shadow's place."
Post by Northen Light36 on Jun 14, 2006 2:32:57 GMT -5
"The Clears will leave any Storm who does not fight against them in peace," replies Darkstorm calmly. "They will hold up to their end of the deal... for now at least. And I intend to take our armies home again, where we can build our strength. Let the Clears and the other elementals fight. Whichever side wins will be exhusted and weak, easy prey for our own army."
Suddenly Tempest slammed his fist against the table. "Then why not do offer our 'help' to defeat the clears but keep the majority of our soldiers out of the fighting? That way once 'our side' wins, we can stab them in the back before they start to disperse and really hurt them."
Post by Northen Light36 on Jun 14, 2006 4:03:30 GMT -5
"And why not withdraw our ENTIRE army and wait until this battle is over?" growls Darkstorm. "Neither side will attack us as long as we appear nutural and then we can strike the winner with our full force when the war is over and they're weak! Why risk any of our people battling the Clears now while they're strong? Let both sides weaken and destory each other then we can take control with ease later."
Post by Northen Light36 on Jun 14, 2006 4:16:46 GMT -5
Darkstorm scowls at Kimball. "I paid them off, not that it's of any importance. Enough talk. All that should matter is deciding our new ruler. The way the pair of you chatter, anyone would think you were afraid to fight."
Tempest glares at Darkstorm. "Fine! Just name the time and place for the challenge!"
Kimball sighs as she is starting to get the picture of what Darkstorm did. "Sorry, i'll have to decline. I dont believe I am worthy of being leader." She stands up and gives a small bow to them both. "May the strongest win." She turns and exits the tent, heading back to her part of the camp.