fanning the flames(of ambition)
Sept 30, 2008 6:43:24 GMT -5
Post by tuo on Sept 30, 2008 6:43:24 GMT -5
Lourens sat in his hut in Firepike in solitude, hunched over a small rickety desk holding a book filled with the names of most of the leaders of the other Naurorod clans, crossing out the ones that have been killed during a duel with Navid.
~Progress has been slow Lourens. War is upon us and still Navid and his warriors do little to change events in Naurorod.~
Lourens freezes at the mental contact from Nissar before touching his mind sign and responds. ~Imperator, I deeply apologize for my failures. However it is difficult to discern who may or may not be protected from the Notations with any accuracy at all. As a result I am forced to pit Navid against other Naurorod leaders that are neither stronger then Navid himself nor resistant to my own mental manipulations.~
Several moments go by before he receives a response from Nissar. ~Continue your work, but be sure to arrange a new puppet should Navid be killed or grow out of control. I expect Firepike to be great enough to challenge one of the great fire clans soon. Fail in this and you will wish you had drowned on Contrasta with the rest of your blood.~
Once Lourens feels Nissar withdraw from his mind, he wiped sweat off his brow that for once had nothing to do with the heat before closing the book and placing it back into it's box. Touching his mind sign and murmuring a chant, he teleports it to a hidden location before leaving the confines of his hut.
Once in the blazing sun, Lourens adjusts his head wrap to shield against the sun and makes his way to Navid's personal hut. The guards let him pass with only a wry look. Hearing somebody enter without announcement Navid looks up at Lourens and scowls. "What do you want this time Lourens? I was about to go train some of the warriors."
Lourens gives Navid a piercing stare. ~That will have to wait, I have managed to learn of another of the lesser clans who may be bent to your will. You would be advised to get ready for combat.~ Out loud he spoke in a more humble manner however so that the guards outside would not think anything was..unusual. "I apologize. Perhaps I can return at a later time when you are not as busy." He bobs his head with a smirk before wiping it away and walks out.
~Progress has been slow Lourens. War is upon us and still Navid and his warriors do little to change events in Naurorod.~
Lourens freezes at the mental contact from Nissar before touching his mind sign and responds. ~Imperator, I deeply apologize for my failures. However it is difficult to discern who may or may not be protected from the Notations with any accuracy at all. As a result I am forced to pit Navid against other Naurorod leaders that are neither stronger then Navid himself nor resistant to my own mental manipulations.~
Several moments go by before he receives a response from Nissar. ~Continue your work, but be sure to arrange a new puppet should Navid be killed or grow out of control. I expect Firepike to be great enough to challenge one of the great fire clans soon. Fail in this and you will wish you had drowned on Contrasta with the rest of your blood.~
Once Lourens feels Nissar withdraw from his mind, he wiped sweat off his brow that for once had nothing to do with the heat before closing the book and placing it back into it's box. Touching his mind sign and murmuring a chant, he teleports it to a hidden location before leaving the confines of his hut.
Once in the blazing sun, Lourens adjusts his head wrap to shield against the sun and makes his way to Navid's personal hut. The guards let him pass with only a wry look. Hearing somebody enter without announcement Navid looks up at Lourens and scowls. "What do you want this time Lourens? I was about to go train some of the warriors."
Lourens gives Navid a piercing stare. ~That will have to wait, I have managed to learn of another of the lesser clans who may be bent to your will. You would be advised to get ready for combat.~ Out loud he spoke in a more humble manner however so that the guards outside would not think anything was..unusual. "I apologize. Perhaps I can return at a later time when you are not as busy." He bobs his head with a smirk before wiping it away and walks out.