Snippet #2087440

Drakenvold stared at the awesome sight of his old friend. Praxus was clad in immense spiky armour but even with all that on Drakenvold could feel the muscle tissue beneath rippling. Drakenvold bowed and cleared his throat, making sure to get the Baron's attention. "My dear friend, it warms my blackened heart to know you are free. Soon this world will feel your wrath and ill be there to cheer you on. But, my good man, first, I have a..... how can I put this....proposition." he smiled craftily, he knew his tricksy demeanor amused the Baron, and what could he say? He lived to entertain. "There is a teensy bit of rust on the cogs that work the means of our domination. You probably know this, but to the slight north east of here is a chain of islands known as the pridelands, home to the Kitsune people. They are great warriors and hunters and are the first line of defence against us should we OFFICIALLY declare war on Atherea, and pose a great threat. Now, we could do it YOUR way, and crush them completely, which will work, or we can do it my way, as i believe your way is a waste of talent. You see, if they joined us, wed have some of the finest warriors in Atherea on our side. That is why i propose you let me and Speck fly off to the pride lands, alone so they know our intentions are not hostile, and NEGOTIATE with them." He made sure to emphasise the word 'negotiate', as he doubted the Baron had heard of that word much. "Their queen, Crenn, has pledged loyalty to the House of Mora, but she is very young and foolish, I'm sure I can bend her mind in the right direction. Besides, intel tells me theyve been having a spot of bother with some tremors, and me coming to their aid might help in them changing their minds. Also, it will do me well to get away from this rabble, I hear the coffee they brew there is absolutley delectable, ill bring you and your brothers back some, if youd like." He turned to look out of the window to the north sea. "Of course, ill keep you updated via the ruby crown. If things go tits up then ill make one of my infamously daring escapes and THEN you can have your way with the kitsune. Either way, we win. What do you say to that offer, god of war?" He implied, turning to flash the Baron an unpleasant, toothy grin which exposed his sparkling white, razor sharp teeth. After all, it just wouldn't do for the esteemed messenger of ruin to have plaque, he had a reputation to uphold.