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Ero Wyl
A famous Araxian General
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Mjötviðr; The Realms
a character in “The Multiverse”, originally authored by Konstantein, as played by RolePlayGateway
Description
Personality
tbd
Equipment
He carries a GKi-01. A one of a kind revolver. he also always has 09, and 54 by his side.
09:
54:
History
before he became the famous general he is, he was a grunt in the 67th Regiment. The 67th regiment is the protecting force of the Zhertahg. or the Araxian General. He befriednded two men, 09, and 54. He takes them with him always.
So begins...
Ero Wyl's Story
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Ero took a seat next to Gregor. Konstantein and the two soldiers stood behind the two diplomats. Ero nodded to the Admiral and Mariah Estaban, "I am Ero Wyl, leader of the A.W.P." he said, the helmet he wore clicked and whirred as he spoke. He then motioned to Gregor at his side, "And this is my trusted advisor Gregor Ing" Gregor nodded his head in acknowledgement.
Ero leaned forward slightly, "On behalf of the Araxian Warfare personel, and our planetary governement, We beleive that this would be mutually beneficial" he said, his helmet emitting a small amount of pressure from one of the cords attached to the back of his helmet. He could see that the Aschen could be a beneficial partner.
Ero looked at the Admiral for a moment, "our people are relativley new to the name Taiyou. It would greatly help us if you'd quickly sum up the extent of their danger." He said, moving back into a sitting position. Gregor continued to watch the admiral, wondering if this outburst was inpolite, or if this happened often. 09 shifted slightly, as he watched Mirana enter.
Ero removed his helemt, revealing his battle scarred face. He crossed his hands slightly, "I see." he said quielty. Gregor's helmet clicked quietly, and he also leaned forward slightly. "This.. alliance, of sorts.. will provide signifigant leverage against these Taiyou?" he said, looking at Cain, the president, and the General.
Ero stood, and bowed slightly. "Thank you for allowing the Araxian Government to be a part of this wonderful new friendship." He placed his helmet back on, and 09 made a quiet "hyut" and all of the Araxian men exited the room, and entered their shuttle. As the shuttle flew off into space a large frigate appeared to slam into the shuttle, although it really just had a large hanger open in the front, and caught the shuttle. The frigate then exploded off into space towards Araxia.
The setting changes from Mjötviðr; The Realms to The Cold Plains
Ero Wyl walked silently out of a door behind the table. His medals clinked together as he walked. He nodded to his guards and the lined up on the wall behind him. He took a seat across from Weratte, and removed his helmet. His face bared a few scars, but they didn't make his face look to strange. His hair was a light gray, but he didn't look a shade over thirty. He waved a maid over and she poured him a glass of water, "Would you like some water?" He asked, looking at Weratte.
Ero Wyl smiled, "Yes, my people are rather.. well, my people are rather weak at the moment." He admitted taking another sip of his water. "The recent civil has left my planet in a bad way." He continued, waving the maid away. He was a very prideful person and had a bit of trouble admitting that he needed help. "I would very much like it if, perhaps we could join forces, if you get where I'm going." He said, finishing his glass of water.
Ero Wyl looked at Weratte for a moment, "That's the gist of it." He replied, smiling at her apparent infinite joy. He then scratched his head, though I would like to know if you're serious about my question, it could be of benefit to the both of us." He said, placing his hand on his helmet.
Ero Wyl nodded, "Our people are astounding engineers compared to many other planets." He said, thinking of an example. He crossed his legs slightly, "We also have great land to space weaponry and a land force to be reckoned with. I'm sure in any engagement my men on your side would be a force to be reckoned with." He said, grinning again. He wondered if he had any graphs or charts nearby.
Ero Wyl nodded, "The civil war has ended, but the land produces little materials for the reconstruction of our territories." He said, frowning slightly, "We mainly would just like to open up trade with your people for raw materials or supplies for the areas most effected by the war." He continued. He then added, "In return we'd be happy to assist you in any way we can once we have finished 'Healing'."
Ero Wyl took her hand in his, "Thank you." He said, holding his helmet in the other hand. He smiled at her and then nodded.
Three men walked down a frozen walkway towards the shuttle. They're capes flowed in the freezing wind behind them. Ero Wyl, the High Lord of Araxian interests led them to the shuttle without saying a word as they fell in next to him. Ero's helmet clicked silently and released some steam as they stood outside of the shuttle.
Ero Wyl stood silently. "The High Lord would prefer to depart immediately." The Guard to Ero's right said. The three would then progress onto the shuttle. The guards bore red codes on their chests, A34 and Y76. The Araxian government numbered their troops, and didn't use the birth names. Names where only granted to those who are worthy. Ero's helmet released steam again, and the gaurds' visors realigned with the change in atmosphere.
Ero Wyl stepped out of the shuttle, and then waited with his guards for someone to lead him to wherever he is needed.
The setting changes from The Cold Plains to Mjötviðr; The Realms
The city below moved like clockwork, and a large dome was drawn over the city. The people below had witnessed the ships come into the nearby space. As the dome rose over the city it receded into the ground and was covered by yet another barrier. Large metal pillars rose from the snowy surrounding area and slowly became large weapons that slowly aimed at the ships floating out in the vastness of space.
The Araxians don't shoot first and ask later though so the dictator, Ero Wyl, ordered The Master of Araxian Communactions, Konstantein, to send a signal out to one of the ships in an attempt to communicate with them.
The Araxians don't shoot first and ask later though so the dictator, Ero Wyl, ordered The Master of Araxian Communactions, Konstantein, to send a signal out to one of the ships in an attempt to communicate with them.
A gruesome suit of armor sat on a black spiked throne. Behind him stood several royal guards clad in their deep black armor. The Suit of armor clicked an whirred quietly and a voice came from the com on the front of the suit, "Forgive me if we don't lay down our weapons at your word, we aren't quite the trusting ones." he said, leaning on the arm of his throne. He then snapped his fingers and a woman placed a red beverage on the arm of his throne. He stirred it lightly, and then looked back up at the screen, "Why have you come so close to my planet, unannounced?"
He then leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms. The dictator hated surprises, and this was quite the surprise. With the rebellion on Artuu he honestly couldn't trust anyone. "I expect you have peaceful intentions." He said, his voice showing no emotion.
He then leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms. The dictator hated surprises, and this was quite the surprise. With the rebellion on Artuu he honestly couldn't trust anyone. "I expect you have peaceful intentions." He said, his voice showing no emotion.
The dictator sat quietly for a moment, and then folded his hands together, "I see. My general, Nine, has told me that we don't have your ship signature on record. Forgive me for asking, but what are you?" He asked, crossing a leg. Behind the throne the silhouette of a soldier was being beaten ferociously be what appeared to be another soldier. The Dictator did not appear to even acknowledge this, neither did any of the soldiers.
He then remembered what the other man had said, "Also, what do you mean by rare situations?" He was curious if any other races that these people have encountered share a similar artificial energy system as them.
He then remembered what the other man had said, "Also, what do you mean by rare situations?" He was curious if any other races that these people have encountered share a similar artificial energy system as them.
The dictator nodded slightly, "I see, well I'm happy to tell you that no unimaginable creatures here on Araxia." He laughed, uncrossing his legs. He removed his helmet slowly and revealed his face. He had slightly grey hair, but he didn't look a day over twenty five earth years. He had several deep scars across his face though. The leader took a deep drink from his beverage and then crossed his arms, "We are the Araxian Union, the inhabitants of this planet, and I am their leader Ero Wyl." He bowed slightly without getting up.
Ero nodded slowly, "This sounds like an excellent idea, I'll have my men ready a landing pad." He then paused, "You may find our...traditions rather unorthodox, please don't let that subtract from the overall values of the society as a whole in your eyes." He then motioned to someone off screen. The cities that had gone underground slowly resurfaced and opened up. Near the larger city a huge metallic plane surfaced for a landing craft.
Several soldiers exited the city and formed a perimeter around the edges of the landing pad. A different voice then came on, "You are clear to land on the exposed landing pad below." The weapons folded back up, but did not fully go back underground.
Several soldiers exited the city and formed a perimeter around the edges of the landing pad. A different voice then came on, "You are clear to land on the exposed landing pad below." The weapons folded back up, but did not fully go back underground.
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