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A brand new lot in life. [ic, closed]

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A brand new lot in life. [ic, closed]

Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Jeffrey! on Thu Sep 15, 2011 9:25 pm

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What would you do, if, suddenly, you were plucked right off the face of the earth, right out through time, space and probability?


Aretha, the grand goddess of Ziamalia, had been waiting for weeks, searching, preparing, getting the people ready. She'd never dwelled among the people for such an extended time before, but they'd never gone so long without a prophet or priest before, either. She was to bring their new priest, prophet, king and philosopher to the people in but an hour, she knew a few that would be excited enough to start arriving before long. A soft chuckle escaped her lips at the thought; humans were so endearing, really. She loved them. Well, of course she loved the humans, she'd made them, after all.

She looked around the open theater, decorated up with flowers, ivy, and many other sorts of things just for the occasion, she had to admit, she knew her choices were not going to be widely accepted, but there were for the best, she thought. It would take time for the humans to understand, she knew that much. She could wait, after all, she had all the time in the world. So, she turned towards the entrance to the theater and smiled, she'd gladly welcome the residents of Ziamalia as they arrived, and once the hour had passed...Well, even she was starting to feel giddy.


So, just sit back and enjoy the tale, you'll enjoy it, I'm sure...
"Cowards die many times before their deaths, the valiant never taste of death but once."

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Re: A brand new lot in life. [ic, closed]

Tips: 0.00 INK Postby JEDH3 on Tue Sep 20, 2011 5:29 am

Everard stood on the platform next to the king's throne in the stadium. His hand lifted up and felt the silver ornament on the top right of the back. It had been several weeks since the King had died. Everard was not really close to the King, but he was a good ruler, and he hated to see one as mighty as him pass away.

The ceremony would begin soon, and he already saw people fill into the public seating area. The goddess Aretha was to present the new Prophet and Priest today. Everard did not really care. he was only there because he was required to be. He never cared about the goddess. He respected her authority and power, but he could not bring himself to worship her as the rest of his country did. He kept his thoughts to himself, knowing that this belief would damage his position. But he knew that there were other entities who's power was greater than Aretha's. He kept this belief to himself as well. But part of his duties were to attend all major religious ceremonies, and all public showings of the Royal Family. This counted as both so there was no weaseling his way out as he managed to do from time to time.

He heard movement behind him, expecting it to be the Princess, he turned around and smiled. He had made it a point to be more friendly than normal since her father died. He still maintained the respect for the royal family, and no one could truthfully say that he was overstepping his bounds as a soldier. But she needed to have someone whom she could talk to.

Her pet dog, Reese was close by her side. Everard loved animals. But this dog hated men. He usually tried to keep a treat for him when he knew that he would be seeing the Princess, but he forgot the dried meat he had set apart for the dog. whenever he did give the dog a treat, he would allow Everard to pat him on the head and not show any aggression for the rest of the time they were together.

As he bowed to the Princess, Reese trotted up and looked at him expectantly. when he realized that there was no treat, he growled and trotted over to the Princesses' throne to lay down. "Hello Wild Boar." the princess said. she detested his love for martial arts, but she could not deny his character, so she never let her insults go past her hatred for his second name. He stood up and smiled again.
"Hello Princess Octello. Are you ready for the ceremony?"
walking over to her throne, she wiped the dust off of the arms and sat down. The maids had already dusted it this morning, but it had been a bit windy and the dust had blown up a bit. when she was settled she answered, "More than ready. We are in dire need of the Prophet and Priest. don't you agree?"
scowling on the inside, he answered with a strait face, "Of course. we have not been this long without either in the whole history of Ziamalia."
she smiled and answered, "Yes. today will be quite a relief."
"If you will excuse me, now that you are here, I must go take care of a few duties. I will return in time for the ceremony." turning to her personal guard he said,
"I trust you do not need me. I will be back shortly for the ceremony." then he left to take care of a few security issues.
The violent road. The path of Harmony from the sword. It is a last resort this is true.
It is the Path we take when there is Inequity that will not yield.
When all other paths lead to ruin and an unjust end.
When Good is beset by Evil from all sides.
When your cause, your power, your fury... When it protects the weak, the pathetic, the helpless.
When it is Righteous: The Way of the Sword... Is Beautiful.
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