Snippet #1013531

"Blast it!" A man screamed in a thick Irish accent. He tossed a bunch of papers off a table with three of his closest councilors at his sides. "What do ya mean most of our invitations didn't get out!?" His face began to turn bright red with anger.

"Our enemy closed off and killed most of the messengers Francis," Another man spoke, "we haven't heard from them in the longest time and only a few warriors are here."

"Which few?" The large man asked, anxious to hear the list.

"We have Danguroo from the West tribes, Westwald from the Castle of Rensong and the war hero Fero." Another councilor read from a paper.

Francis stood in silence and began to rub his head, "Nothing from Yuni?"

"Nothing sir," the first spoke, "Nothing at all..."

Francis' rampage subsided and was filled with worry and concern. He looked down at a large map of the land and ran his fingers over it. "We have vampires attacking from the north, wares at the east, demonic bloodsuckers to the west and south east as well as Ogres coming from the northwest and we only have three of our original heroes?" He looked up at the three men who avoided eye contact. "Grand... just fucking peachy..." he whispered and looked back down at the map, running his fingers over the new battle plans he was hatching in his head.

"Sir!" A guard ran in, panting, "a man demands to speak to you!"

"Tell him I'm busy!" Francis screamed back.

"But sir, he's desperate to join..." the guard tried to argue.

"We don't need fool hearted warriors! We need heroes!" He picked up a glass and threw it at the guard, shattering it near his head.

"But sir! He... he lost his family..." the guard spoke, now halfway out of the tent in case he threw something else.

Francis looked down at the map and was panting lightly, feeling the stress start to build up. His large shoulders went up and down with each large breath, thinking hard. He didn't need someone messing up all of his plans, but he didn't have too many options... and his family was gone now... he knew exactly how that felt. Everything was weighing in his head.

"Sir...?" The guard spoke up, "What say yo-.."

"Bring him in..." Francis said, glancing over at the guard and turning back around to look at he map once more.