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The Undying Inferno

"It only takes one spark to set my enemies ablaze."

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a character in “The Tribes of Imos”, originally authored by VivaVictoria, as played by RolePlayGateway

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They are craving for power and destruction.

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The Undying Inferno
"Fire has no master, fire has no match. I am fire. "



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Full Name: Zeddicus Thanos

Title(s): The Undying Inferno- an honorable title he was given by his people for being fearless, ruthless, and of course highly skilled in the mastery of fire. Many call him 'The Undying' for short, though he will not tolerate being call by his real name unless he gives permission to do so, which he rarely does. Those who call him 'Zeddicus Thanos' are usually his eneimes, and most of his enemies end up having their lives juggled by a blaze of fire.

Age: 42

Gender: Male

Tribe: Fire

Position in the Tribe: Leader

Negative Traits:
-Aggressive, not only is he aggressive when he furious but also scared, though he will never admit that.
-Bloodthirsty, sometimes he feels conviction from this trait and knows he should work to rid himself of it. Other times, he entices and feeds it
-Callous to those who are not of his people, especially the water tribe
-Complusive, he commits actions without giving a second thought
-Deceitful, if it takes lies to protect and save his people, then so be it
-Domineering assert one's will over another in an arrogant way
-Hot-headed, he bears a short temper
-Harsh, he'll will push his men to their breaking point in order to strengthening them, perhaps he acts this way because of his father
-Impatient, having or showing a tendency to be quickly irritated or provoked
-Pushes himself too hard, everyone in tribe knows that he strives to benefit his people in the most extreme measures. Yet he tries too hard, to even believe his every dead enemy will bring fortune to the fire tribe. This results in pointless killings of those related to the water tribe.
-Power Hungry, wants to dominate above all other tribes
-Prideful he is only prideful about certain matters like about the strength of his tribe or the strength of his skills and knowledge. Zeddicus believes that he is the supreme warrior of Imos
-Stubborn, having or showing dogged determination not to change one's attitude or position on something, especially in spite of good arguments or reasons to do so
-Confused, Zeddicus thinks he is doing right for his people yet he does not understand that he is only hurting them by risking wars. He was raised to solve problems with violence. Some almost see pity in the eyes of a man cursed by many, because in the end he will be forced to see the destruction he caused to the one he so dearly loves, to his child, to the fire tribe

-Positive Traits:
-Adaptable, able to adjust to new conditions.
-Adventurous, ever since he was a little boy he would run off to what he would call 'uncharted territories' however that usually resulted in harsh beatings
-Careful, ready for anything; cautious
-Courageous, not deterred by danger or pain; brave
-Determined, believes if he works hard enough he will honor his people
-Fearless, lacking fear
-Patriotic, having or expressing devotion to and vigorous support for one's homeland
-Hard-working, puts all he can ever be or ever do into his work
-Humorous, strangely enough he sprinkles a little humor here and there, mostly dark humor
-Independent, he does not depend on anyone else, because he believes as a leader he is the one depended on, the one who ultimately makes the choices
-Passionate, showing or caused by strong feelings or a strong belief
-Quick-witted, he has learned in his former training to think fast, quick because every second he waste is another second his enemies have to bring him defeat. And he will not tolerate defeat.
-Tough, strong enough to withstand adverse conditions or rough or careless handling

Sexual Preference:
Heterosexual, Zeddicus is seen as a king, therefore he has plenty of women to bed with, and he use to. Though, for the past two years he has slept alone because he is aware he needs to be serious about finding a woman who will produce and raise an honorable son.

Likes: Target Practice||Sunny days||Dark meat||Candles||The color red||Brawls||Duels||Wrestling||His two swords||Sprinting||Summer||Fine ale or wine||

Dislikes:The Water Tribe||Rain||Winter||Sweets||Cheap alcohol||Cats||Riding horses||People who oppose or condemn his tribe||

Fears:To disgrace his people||Drowning||Being overthrown||Torture||

Personality Description: His traits pretty much describe him. However as his creator speaking, I believe he is heard to be a very evil man, though if you deeply look into his past, you will see a terrified child that was suffocated by pain and impossible expectation. Someone who snapped and resorted to crime corruption, and violence. A man who later attempted to turn away from his his wrongdoings to only be swallowed up by more sins. Zeddicus lives what he learns, and he learned to thrive through violence. I have a purpose for each of my characters, I do this because I want to know why am I playing this character? What will he or she do to affect the roleplay? What could other characters do to affect my character? And my purpose for Zeddicus is to be possibly the character who has a dark past but hopefully a bright future. A character who could be changed for good or for worse depending on the environment and on how willing others will work to reveal his diluted mind.

Hair Color: Black

Eye Color: Bright Orange

Tattoos/Markings:Brand mark of a flaming lion on his chest and a tattoo on his left, nearing to his shoulder

Weight: 209 lbs, majority of it being muscle

Height: 5'5, short and average man and his enemies mock him for it

Brief Appearance Description: Nothing much to say other than that he looks like a sinister warrior. Though, I will add that he is of course not heavily armor, this is because he wishes to be light on his feet.

Carrying: The longer sword is titled 'Vengeance' and the other one is titled 'Valor'. The two swords were models after the weak iron blades he used when living a criminal's life. The old swords brought back many memories though they were unsatisfactory for a man of his status. Thus he recreated them using steel and then naming them after what he believes defines him. Though the dagger wrapped around his boot ankle is the most sentimental, the weapon is named 'Zayne' after his father, for this was the same dagger which ended his life. It may not crafted of the best metal but it has great meaning.

Notable Skills/Abilities: Can do the basic fire powers listed for the fire tribe in the opening page of his roleplay, is able to set his weapons on fire, not immune to fire but has trained his mind to numb it out, can go without eating for a long time, cunning, and is quick.
He can also preform traditional fire dances and juggle.

So begins...

The Undying Inferno's Story

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In the middle of the city, just by the tribe’s biggest house - the leader’s house, all the leaders live there while still ruling - sat Fi outside the vault. Or vault, it was a house where the tribe’s treasures were kept, things like gold, jewels, secret tunnels leading underground to the most secret things. The stones. Fi knew she guarded those stones but no one has ever told her why, they called them "The element stones" but there was only three of them. A blue, a brown and a deep red one.

Booring...

Fi looked up at the sky and yawned, it was nice weather today and here she was sitting all by herself with only a door and the scythe as company. She looked around at the people going around the square, looking at what the merchants had today, talking and having more fun than her. It was not like she was forbidden to talk with people while guarding. But she choose not to, she once nearly told a stranger about what she really was guarding. And since then she has only waved hi when people greeted her.

It was a peaceful day, some days where exhausting because people was bugging her about her job. Or just talking about how she should do more with her life than run around all day. Some days were a total chaos because someone had seen other tribes close by. When that happened she or someone else had to be inside that dark basement with the stones. She hated those days.

While she was playing around with the dust on the ground, making it fly around in circles one of the other guards came and smiled faintly. "Your shift is over, it's my time now."
Fi flew up from the chair, "Finally! Have fun." She smiled while grabbing her scythe and ran away as fast as she could.

Finally outside the village she exhaled, Free. She stretched her stiff body that was starting to hurt a little from sitting down for such a long time. No more chairs for today. She looked around at the forest surrounding her home smiling to herself, it was pretty. She ran a little further away from the village and then started climbing the highest tree she could see. It was a bit difficult because her body was still not that awake and she moved slowly. But she reached the top - or the highest place she could sit down at without breaking the branch, she looked out at the forest. The wind was swirling around her and tried to make her fall by pulling on her clothes. She looked down at the main road you traveled on to get to the village, Oh a person, oh... That's too bad, no white hair.

She closed her eyes and focused on dissolving herself, when she was completely gone or invisible she flew down from the branch and traveled along the road. When there was some space from her and the stranger she reappered with the scythe in hand smiling. "Well hello there stranger, may I ask why you are traveling on our land?"

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The Undying Inferno
"Every minute I waste, every second I catch a breath is another opportunity for my enemy to rip my tribe, my home, away from me. I will not let that happen, I can rest in the grave."



Image The Undying Inferno, as would his loyal subjects would address him, sat alone in his study, distressed. The room was rather unkempt and untidy, documents were scattered, scrolls tossed unto the floor or whatever surface thrown upon, ink flowing away from the pot once concealed in, and furniture such as chairs and small tables were earlier crashing down to meet the floor boards due the anger and frustration within Zeddicus; some came scorched. Laid on his war table were figurines he used to his will in order to strengthen his skills on warfare strategy. They were placed carefully until he started doubting himself, and that only leads him to destructing anything in his path. Zeddicus had a bad temper and he would admit but he would also admit that he can hold it better than most, at least he doesn't leave everything in ashes. He sat hunched over at his desk gripping parchment paper as he read his data. Zeddicus was not studying for the sake of knowledge but for the sake of himself and the future of fire wielders.

"There has to more... There just as to be!" he hissed at himself while forcefully slamming open the cover of a book on the nature of the fire element. Zeddicus feared he was not the strongest man in his country, when to him it seemed like he just had to be. And he also feared that there was knowledge out there so dearly important to him that he never grasp due to laziness, and he was determined to never let that be.

There was one power, or to be more specific, form he struggled with. It was titled, 'The Infamous Being.' This form was capable of setting its entire self on fire, and to seem impossible of tiring. It would be a fiery hell in the form of a man. Though the weakness was a strike directly through the heart with a powerful stream of water. The stream had to be produced from a master, a stream to strong to break through the flaming barrier and into the heart. It would only take a few multiple shots to leave 'The Infamous Being' on his back crippled no longer bearing any powers. Zeddicus knew if he were to ever reach this capability he would be risking a lot, questioning himself if it would ever be worth it.

"This must be legend, it doesn't make sense?! How will ever I be fated for greatness without being this!" he hollered loud enough for others to hear him outside the room and a bit down the hall. "How does one become this? Why am I not great enough?"

Legends in the past able to perform such a feat not because they were born with it nor because of equipping ancient artifact , but because they found something within them that caused them to snapped into what some may call a monster. A being given to all their hate and vengeance torn away from what gave them a hope . But Zeddicus has not yet lost his people who he respects as a nation, and he has not be separated from one person that makes him feel human again, Magayyat, as known as Raven. He could not let her go no matter what was the cause, and that was his weakness as a leader.

Raven would probably be lecturing him now that he should not be so hard himself and find some rest. Then he would just chuckled telling her not to worry and fetch him some more crimson spotted beetles, which where in fact his favorite type of bug to snack on. Zeddicus just enjoyed crunching against the tiny legs of the creatures as they squirm and their inner black juices stained his teeth. And she would usually make a joke about how he has a hard time relieving himself because the bugs are known to be unhealthy in a way that they cause constipation, but Zeddicus seems to manage what comes out of his body, because it has to come out somehow, painful or not. And the conversation would end with the laughter. Only a cruel man would break the relationship, but again he would then have the Undying Inferno on strings.

Though for now Raven could not visit Zeddicus for she was tending to her duties by surveying the safety of the land outside of the city of Murtovaara.

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(Did the same misstake. X( )

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Mazus silently moved through the corridors of the corridors of the undying inferno's stronghold, his long black cloak dragging along the floor behind him, and his loose satin clothing swishing around slightly in his movement. He was carrying a stack of scrolls, and had just left the library after twelve minutes of searching through all the diverse knowledge it had the offer. As a result, he had decided that these scrolls were most likely what his lord was looking for, gathered them up and was now on his way bringing them to the undying inferno. As usual, his face was an emotionless mask.

"This must be legend, it doesn't make sense?! How will ever I be fated for greatness without being this!" he hollered loud enough for others to hear him outside the room and a bit down the hall. "How does one become this? Why am I not great enough?"


Hearing is his lord from the other side of the room, a slight smile of amusement crossed Mazus lips. It was unusual for his master to study, and the thought that it was frustrating him was a very satisfying one for Mazus. Why, he wasn't entirely sure himself, but seeing the undying inferno taking a break from his usual 'slaughters' and try so hard with another method, even if it would lead to further slaughter, was almost cute. He hesitated briefly before raising his hand and knocking on the door. Not awaiting an answer, he opened the door and strode inside. "Here are the scrolls you requested," Mazus said, the ghost of a cunning smile tugging the corners of his lips. "Milord," he added, placing them down on a fairly empty spot of the table.

He let his eyes wander across the table, arching an eyebrow as he saw what it was Zeddicus currently studied. Indeed, this method of controlling flames was not only terribly hard to follow through, but also extremely risky. As Zeddicus was most likely questioning himself if it was truly worth going to such extremes, Mazus thought it to be utterly foolish. There were other ways to win than simply taking to brute force, and he thought that procedures of this kind should only ever be used in absolute need. This, he decided to express to the leader of the fire tribe.

"Milord... there are other ways to gain control of the resisting tribes, rather than exhausting your life before your time," he stated, keeping his blood red eyes trained and the man sitting before him.

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The Undying Inferno
"Fire burns brighter in the darkness."



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Deep into his focus Zeddicus ignored and blocked out the sound of a knock at his door. In came the lord's adviser, Mazus, also known as Lord of the Phoenix. The man set the scrolls against the surface of a table with free space.

"Here are the scrolls you requested, Milord," Mazus responded in a way to break apart the silent that oddly flooded the room.

Zeddicus remained silent as he nodded with his head resting in the palm of hand with his elbow pressed against his desk. Zeddicus was rather tired, he had stayed up the entire night. Zeddicus just could not bring himself to rest while fearing he was not the strongest man in Imos, or at least not feeling prideful enough to claim so.The lord felt rather dizzy, not because of the lack of sleep but because anything related to reading or studying has always been difficult to him. It was because he was not forged to become a scholar but a warrior. In fact, Zeddicus did not learn how to read until he was in his mid-twenties.

"Milord... there are other ways to gain control of the resisting tribes, rather than exhausting your life before your time," Mazus informed, staring directly at Zeddicus.

"I suppose... You are correct, I'm better with a sword stained with blood of my enemies, rather than book adorn with... words," Zeddicus answered lifting his head up and scanning the room, surprised at what had become- a catastrophe. "Well damn, this room very much looks like a battlefield itself."

Standing up Zeddicus wore his usual leather-armor vest with straps of the same material tied around his arms. Though he was not wearing embellished bottom part of his outfit, because it can get rather uncomfortable sometimes, and instead was wearing ordinary slacks. Most of his armor was leather, yet most may say the quality is quite weak Zeddicus would disagreed, and instead say, If you are quick and fast on your feet, then you won't have to worry about your armor taking damage for you. Though compared to his adviser, the Undying Inferno was short and four inches less than him. But Zeddicus uses his shortness in his advantage through dodging his enemies' attacks.

"I will confess, I am not feeling quite awake and alive like I should be. Thus, a match of wrestling may wake me. Please send forth one of my guards to my training grounds outside. If you wish to speak to me, please wait after-- I would hate to be interrupted during a good match."

Zeddicus swiftly turned his whole body with a twist of his heel as he exited the room and to his training quarters outside his living.

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The Undying Inferno
"There is no power without pain."



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Outside, in the midst of Zeddicus's training grounds he stood in a sturdy stiff fashion with bearing no piece of armor or clothing against his bear torso- nothing but his strengthened chest and abdominal region. Though he was not the most buff man ever seen for Zeddicus knew because he enjoys being flexible the weight of muscles could be a disadvantage. The Undying Inferno eyed his opponent, a stocky guard with abnormally large fist. Both men agreed to a wrestling match free of weapons, armor, or any use of powers.

"You ready?" Zeddicus questioned the other man as he started bouncing back and forth preparing his stance.
"Please, do not hold back; the only way you could enrage me is if I discovered that you were acting towards me in a merciful manner. Though, do not worry there will be no drop of compassion out of me."

With those words Zeddicus abruptly swung at the guard's right jaw quickly, knocking in two punches. While Zeddicus took the first strike the opposing man saw an opening in Zeddicus's defensive and landed in a square knee kick to the crotch. The lord jumped back slightly hunched over and gritting his teeth, grunting, "So, you fight dirty? I can work with that."

Zeddicus hurriedly spotted a weakness in the man's stance, seeing it off balance he kicked out the man's feet from under him, and this resulted in Zeddicus seeing his opponent come crashing down to he ground. The lord dashed over the man before stomping on his throat, however that move soon ended with the guard grabbing a hold of Zeddicus's ankles, bringing the lord to the ground also.

Zeddicus now at the bottom and the guard on top of him seemed to be at the loosing the end, especially as his opponent began striking blow after blow at his face. This is just what Zeddicus wanted- a good brawl with two men beating the daylights out of each other until one taps out.

With he lord panting, body sweating, and blood flowing from his lip and nose he was aware he needed to thing of something face before he not only lose consciousness, and most importantly a match. Thus Zeddicus gripped the man's right arm and twirled behind him with Zeddicus pulling the guard's arm behind his back attempting to twist out of joint. And with Zeddicus's free arm he hugged the opponent's neck tightly as he suffocated.

"Where did you learn your moves from, boy? You're good. But not good enough, because I never lose."

Though Zeddicus was lying because he only lost to two people his father- which is understandable because he was very young, and Raven- but he will still claim that she had an unfair beginning.

"And I will not lose today, beg me to stop now and you can save yourself from broken limb!" The Undying Inferno hollered excitedly as he pressed harder and harder on his opponent arm as he slowly pulled it back.

No one can break this moment from me. Even small victories have there glories.

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Nero clicked his tongue as he gazed upon the loss of the outpost from the forests him and hiss men had grown accustomed to navigating. He did not arrive in time to watch the whole situation unfold, but he could only surmise that Raven tried to fight, rather than run. He half expected it to be honest, which is why he came to see it for himself. As he went to lead his men back to Murtovaara, his eyes caught a glimpse of a man fleeing the outpost, a man from the Fire Tribe based on his garb. "Do you think he got away?" one of Talon asked. Nero smirked and turned to his subordinate. "That man carries a message, one that will do little to stem the tide of war that is approaching. With the loss of Raven, Zeddicus will begin to fight this war in earnest." Nero took a heavy breath as he turned away from his men and looked deep into the heart of the forest. "This man, Pherith... he does not know who he has in his possession. We can use this to our advantage." The members of Talon were confused, unsure of what their Captain meant with such words. "We will return to Murtovaara, behind this survivor. I will convince Zeddicus that we need an alliance with the Earth Tribe to finally put an end to the Water Tribe. As for this? We were never here. Understood?" His men simply nodded, all loyal to their Captain and willing to trust in his judgment. But, Nero was telling them only half his truth. If an alliance can be established with the Earth Tribe, that would leave the Air Tribe as the odd one out. This was just the first step of something he had been working on for months. Thanks to the capture of Raven, he was now able to accelerate his time frame by weeks, if not more.

Nero motioned for his men to follow him, the group disappearing into the trees. After a few hours of moving, they found themselves at their headquarters, which was really just a small living quarters in the wooded area outside Murtovaara. It was where they ate and slept, away from the eyes of the common people. Nero changed into civilian clothes, his men chosing to fall into their beds. It had been quite a few days since any of them slept and, because of the attack on the outpost, their rest had been delayed even longer. Once he was ready, Nero made his way out of the woods and started to make his way toward the Capital. His timing could not have been better, the survivor from the outpost finally arriving at Murtovaara. He had been picked up by a contingent of soldiers, and was now likely being taken to Zeddicus. Nero waited for them to enter the gates before entering himself. He kept a decent distance behind them, making sure he did not arrive before they did. He did not want Zeddicus to know he was at the outpost himself, and he also didn't want to talk to him before he knew of Raven's capture. The survivor eventually found his way to the seat of Zeddicus' power, Nero finding a sturdy column to lean on while he waited. He decided he would give it ten to fifteen minutes before entering, deeming that to be adequate enough time for Zeddicus to hear the news and cope with the events that had unfolded.

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The Undying Inferno
"There is no power without pain."



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"M-my lord, I bear ur-urgent news," the survivor voice stammered with shakiness; fearful of the position his life would be wrapped into in just the next very moments. The soldier first knew no one interrupted Zeddicus when he was not officially available but a report of so important could not be delayed.

"Are you blind soldier? I busy...," the Undying Inferno snarled as his words struggled to slipped through his teeth that acted as barriers in front of his tongue. Zeddicus proceeded to strangle the guard he was wrestling as he squirm among the dirt aggressively.

"U-Undying Inferno, sir, its about an o- outpost near Murtovaara. The Water Tribe-- the famous General Vicnin Pherith ambushed us, s-sir."

Zeddicus whispered into his wrestling opponent's ear, "We'll continue this later."
Respectively, the guard gave his lord a hand when helping him to his feet, though Zeddicus was in no real help of getting up. The man bowed to the leader of the fire tribe before exited the area. After the fight lord was not rather sore for he has been active in numerous brawls though blood leaked from his nostrils and rolled down the cracked lips of his. Sweat sprawled against his flesh and the strains of flowing black hair found their way loosely from the pony-tail strap.

Quietly with his back not facing the solider who managed to escape the terror of the outpost ambush, Zeddicus murmured emotionless, "But... you're standing there... How?"

"The g-general, he um.... He spared me, told me to inform my superiors of the disaster."

"So, you just watched your fellow soldiers... die? And then proceeded to obey him by reporting to me?"

"Y-you... you are correct, my lord."

The outside filled with unbearable silence for approximately four minutes before the soldier decided that he could no longer hold in the news about Raven. "There is one more thing, s-sir," the survivor claimed taking a few steps back.

Zeddicus couldn't find one way deep inside of him to store the anger which he now felt existed. He was not furious that the soldier could not keep the outpost under fire tribe control, because that was not his fault it was an ambush. Though the soldier did not die with honor, he fled like a coward and literally obeyed the water tribe. Suddenly Zeddicus charged at the soldier, lifting him by his neck with both hands digging fingernails into skin, pressing down on the trachea as his the palm of his hand started heated up.

"What! What more can it be!" Zeddicus bellowed savagely. "Put on the uniform of the fire tribe and you take the sacrifices of a soldier! The code stated you sacrifice anything but your honor! Take away your honor and I shall take away your life!"

The Undying Inferno hurled the man forcefully to the ground as if he were a toy. The lord sprinted to the troop yanking the armor piece that guarded the collar bone to pull the soldier forward facing him. The way a hidden blade descend from an assassin was the way Zeddicus flame sparked however it danced a few centimeters away from the accused survivor.

For Zeddicus stopped from turning him into a pile ashes as soon as he croaked sickly with his pale face and hazel eyes revealing ha his body appeared to be near death, "Raven she--."

The last breath from the man escaped him while his head hung motionlessly.

"Raven?! What about her!" Zeddicus screamed thrashing the corpse back and forth.
"Don't tell me... Did you watch her die also! Ugh, you bastard! Wake up! Tell me what happened! TELL ME!"

Every sentence after the word 'also' he began beating the dead man's face with the strength of fist, wishing that he would
finish his sentence; waiting for Raven to swoop in and stop him from his own insanity.

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Nero could hear what was occurring within, coming to the realization that Zeddicus was taking the news even harder than he had anticipated. Nero stealthily entered Zeddicus' place of power, sneaking by the guards who were avoiding the sounds of what sounded like a slaughter coming from behind them. Nero entered the room, only to see Zeddicus standing over the man's corpse, his hands blooded and his face red with anger. Nero walked to a point about five paces away from Zeddiccus, taking a knee and bending his head town. "My lord, I have come to report that Talon has successfully disabled the Water Tribe supply route. Should they send more convoys that way, they will find it unable to pass through." Nero raised his head. He did not know how to deal with Zeddicus' anger, nor how to calm the man down. Him and his men were but a tool for the Leader of Murtovaara, and could not offer anything but their blade and a direction to swing it. "I also bring news that an outpost has fallen, but it looks like I am not the first one to tell you. My sources within The Water Tribe also tell me that Raven has been captured by the one known as Vicnin Pherith, a highly talented general of Lakeshore."

There was no reason to doubt Nero's words. If anyone knew just how far Talon reached beneath the surface, it was the person they answered directly to. "Based on what I could gather, Her identity remains intact. The Water seems to only know that she is a high ranking member within our military." Nero was careful not to say anything that might reveal he had been at the scene himself. Even if Nero sent Raven to the outpost to evacuate people and not to fight, he didn't know how The Undying Inferno would react to this knowledge.

"My Lord, I propose an alliance. As you well know, The Earth Tribe has declared war against The Water Tribe. However, Toa Maunga, is still indecisive. Thus, he has not started any major action against The Water Tribe. I suggest you send me as an enovy to Shadowfen. I will not go there as the Captain of Talon, but merely a diplomat. I will convince Maunga to side with us, and if he doesn't... I will make it to where he has no choice." At this point Nero stood up, but still kept his body slightly tilted to show respect for his Leader. "While I am away securing this alliance, My Lord and Mazus can discern how we will go about rescuing Raven. If need be we might be able to use the Earth Tribe to rescue her. What do you day to this, My Lord? As always, I will carry out thy command."

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The Undying Inferno
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Hearing of Raven's capture the Undying Inferno dragged the direction of his head downwards in grief. Zeddicus was no longer vexed but inside he crawled into a pit of sorrow. He closed his eyes slowly gulping the hot saliva raveling down his throat. Zeddicus then zoned out of the conversation with Nero while thinking to himself, How could I be so foolish to let her slip away from my grasp. The only soul being responsible for her tragedy... is me. And I will not die believing that I am who damned her to the Water Tribe.

The only words Zeddicus collected was 'Earth Tribe' and 'Alliance'; assuming that Nero was purposing that the lord be teamed up against the Water Tribe with the Earth benders, he responded in a way as if he were in dire need for air, "Whatever... it takes... Talon Captain."

Zeddicus rose up slightly staggering as he walked a couple a steps before he stopped and glanced at the soldier which he so brutally slaughter.

"Poor soul, I should say. I should of given him a second chance so that he may redeem himself before the spirits judge him. It would be in an act of mercy. I wish there existed such a thing, I wish I knew of such a thing. But as times twisted as they are now, mercy is a hard thing to come by."

The Undying Inferno rotated his body towards Nero continuing to speak, "And Reinhardt, I desire to join you in seeking an alliance with Toa Maunga, if you are so certain that their aid will defeat the Water Tribe. As much as I would wish to, rushing in and trying to grab Raven from the enemy's grasp is quite foolish if I don't exactly know who we are allying ourselves with. And, I am sure the Earth tribe leader will lean on the alliance even more if I, the leader of the Fire Tribe humbled himself enough to approach Toa. This quest to gain the Earth Tribe's assist will either make the Fire Tribe go down in history as cowards or wise-men. And you, Reinhardt, will be known as a paragon or a great error to your people. But surprisingly, the punishments or rewards, held on my head are much greater.

There is no time for delay, we leave in two hours. Give me time to gather and prepare myself, unless you disagree against my wish to accompany you. Which of course I have no problem with if you bear a reasonable excuse. This is wholesomely up to you, whether or not I should come. So, what will it be?"

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General Vicnin Pherith
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Vicnin Pherith sat making last touch-ups at the fort giving last orders. "Burn the bodies of there dead... I am no butcher I will not dishonor their dead. Send our dead to sea, these last words pained Vicnin to say slightly. But death was something he had become accustomed to so he hopped aboard his horse and prepared his personal items.

"As for the prisoner make sure she is taken care of, I want no harm to come to her. If any harm does then you will be harmed by me..." his hands tightly gripped the reins while on the horse as gathered a group of 50 men to escort him home. He would be sending vast amounts of troops to the fort as it was one of only 3 ways into the water tribe lands the others being via the ports and waterways leading into the land. Vicnin had plans to return to his home of Lakeshore where he would raise the armies should the fire tribe retaliate but where he would first take a much needed rest from war.

Vicnin knew that the water tribe had to be united one way or another by either putting someone in the seat of power or if he had, taking power himself. He knew if not the tribe would fall soon and he wouldn't let this happen while he still lived. He sent a courier to Lakeshore to inform the people of the capital of his victory which would surely call for celebration of some sort in the return of the grand war hero and great general... the general had a plan for Lakeshore and its surrounding lands as they finally departed.
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Nero

Nero's eyes widened, surprised that Zeddicus wished to join him on the voyage to Shadowfen. "That is an excellent suggestion, My Lord. Then I will travel as your guard. I am sure Mazus will be able to take care of matters here while we make the voyage. I will return to Talon and gather my gear. If we are able to leave in two hours time, we should arrive in Earth Tribe Territory within a day." Nero stood straight up, looking over to the corpse of the survivor one more time before leaving. It was not a shock to him that Zeddicus had killed the man, given the circumstances. Nero thought Zeddicus at least seemed remorseful about it, which was a good thing given where they were going. "I will see you soon, My Lord. I will be waiting just beyond the gates for you, away from the eyes of common soldiers." Nero left Zeddicus and returned to the streets of Murtovaara. The Undying Inferno, being who he is, made it easier for Nero to contact him without raising suspicion. He wasn't a man who needed guards, or even seemed to desire having them around. Nero often contemplated if it was confidence in his own strength, or paranoia due to how the system of the Fire Tribe worked. 'You keep what you kill,' was a phrase the culture they lived in was all too familiar with.

Nero made his way outside of the city limits, returning to the headquarters of Talon within the woods. Most of his men were sleeping, a few still awake to see the return of their Captain. Nero walked over t his gear and began changing once again, slightly irritated at the loops he often had to jump through in order to maintain his anonymity. "What is our next move, Captain?" Nero turned around to the voice to see Rourke standing behind him. Nero smirked, putting his hand on his comrades shoulder. "You and the others are to remain here. I am going with Zeddicus to Shadowfen to speak with Toa Maunga." Rourke widened his eyes, unsure of what this news meant. "Captain, are you sure this is wise?" Nero let out a laugh and continued putting his gear on. "Not sure yet. The Earth Tribe would not bring harm to us unless provoked. However, if we do not return within a few days... believe the worst has happened. Even with our combined strength, I do not know if we could topple the giant should we anger him. If things go that way, get in touch with Mazus. But, for now just get some rest. I feel as if the fighting is only just beginning in earnest." Rourke simply nodded and returned to his cot.

Nero attached his sword to his hip and left Talon. He took a heavy breath as he made his way back out of the woods. It had been a long time since he had gone far off without his brothers to back him up. But, this is the way it had to be. Before leaving, Nero unhitched a horse from their stables. Talon did not often use them, as they made too much noise for their liking. But, better have have one and not need it than the reverse. He led the horse to the road leading out of Murtovaara, coming to a stop at thee edge of the trees. Nero turned his eyes to the sky, seeing a bird emerge from the city and fly high into the sky. It was obviously a messenger, being sent to Shadowfen to relay that Zeddicus would be traveling there. A necessary step given the fact that if he just decided to show up, it might be seen as an act of aggression and not peace. Nero still had time before his arranged meet up with Zeddicus, but he choose to use this time to meditate on the events that had transpired the last few days.

Toa

Toa emerged from his home, rubbing his stomach and grinning widely, throwing his traveling cloak over his body. Shadowfen was bustling given the time of the day, Toa seeing this as a sign as a return to normalcy for a change. He tried to create a air of peace within the village, hoping it would distract them from the follies of the outside world. Not everyone agreed to this, some believing that they should be devoting more time to prepare for war. But, up until this point, the Water Tribe had not shown any hostility to Shadowfen. This was in no doubt due to Toa's presence. Given his age and attitude, it was difficult to discern the man's true abilities. Toa decided to take a walk around Shadowfen, hoping he would pass by more than a few generous enough vendors willing to give their leader a free sample. "Toa! Toa!" Toa turned to the voice, looking straight up to see a scout high atop one of the trees. "A messenger bird approaches!" Toa raised an eyebrow, unsure of what could be on its way without it being expected beforehand. Toa walked up to the base of one of the tallest trees and simply pressed his hand against it. Taking a few quick leaps, he found himself atop the tree, using the upper branch to support his massive frame. Sure enough, his eyes also saw the bird approaching at an incredible speed.

Holding his arm out, the bird landed on his bracer, Toa removing the message wrapped to its leg. He released the bird back into the sky, the animal flying back the way it came at just as fast of a speed. To unrolled the letter and read the contents, his expression revealing his distrust of the contents. "What is it, Toa?" Toa looked over to the scout, his eyes stern and his face serious, a sight most weren't use to seeing fro the man. "The Undying Inferno, Zeddicus, is coming here with only one escort guard. He hopes to discuss a possible alliance." Toa dropped from the tree, landing hard on the ground below, enough to cause a noticeable shake in the ground beneath him. He immediately found a nearby guard and relayed the message to the man. "Go inform the others that they are not to be touched once they enter our Land. Now, go." The guard simply bowed and took off, realizing his task would not be an easy one to complete. Toa predicted they would be there within a day or two depending on how they are traveling. This was the first time Toa was to meet another Leader, so he had no idea of protocol or what precautions he should take. But,, what was this about an alliance? Would that be even possible? Sure, both Earth and Fire had declare war against the Water, but thi did not mean that the Earth supported the Fire's "tactics." Toa began thinking too much about the situation and started pacing back in forth, thoughts of what to do overloading his politically inexperienced head.

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The Undying Inferno
"There is no power without pain."

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After the quick conversation with Nero, the Undying Inferno retired to chambers where he sat upon his bed dried the sweat and blood from his face with a linen cloth. Most people who use water to rinse and wash over the bodily liquids, however those who not be of the Fire Tribe. Zeddicus refused o use water at all cost, if he were thirsty, then the lord would drink wine, need to bathe, then he would just scrub olive oil into his skin. It was not that he were scared but attempted to prove that water is used for very little such as only tended to crops and animals. Where as fire needed to keep their people alive during cold winters, or to cook their meats.

Alliance? he thought to himself as he stood up stretching.
I would never consider it... No other leader in the tribe has consider it, but what if this is the path to destroying the Water Tribe."

Being by nature power-hungry, Zeddicus would ponder of ways he could betray the Earth Tribe, but he has stopped himself from seriously wishing to do so. Reminding himself that the Water Tribe is the foe hear, if he desires to conquer over Earth then he can choose to do so after war, and if he does than that means the Earth Tribe cannot be trust and neither can Fire. But at this moment he only cares to bring back Raven and will do whatever it will take, even if it means to bind friendships.

After preparing himself he was well rested and wore his usually fashion instead brought along a brown cloak used when Zeddicus was running away from his father as a criminal. Zeddicus ordered from his solid black horse, Cole, to trot in the direction Zeddicus would reunite with Nero. When meeting up with the Talon Captain, now acting at Zeddicus's guard, he two began their journey to Shadowfen.

Zeddicus was actually glad to have Nero along, he felt trusted with the effective man. Though, Zeddicus only disagreed with Nero's merciful character. It is something the Undying Inferno will tolerate for now, but hopefully he soon know enough that it will be naive to do so if Nero were to get up close and personally with blood and gore of the homeland's soldiers.

But however the Undying Inferno was in fact scared over the whole situation, fearing that he will be known to later descendants as the disgrace that brought another war to the tribe. Thus because of this war, he was aggressive and on edge, yet perhaps conservation is the only thing to calm he nerves.

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Nero

Nero road on his horse alongside Zeddicus, though there wasn't much conversation to be had. Nero wasn't much of a small-talker, and he had a feeling that Zeddicus was not one either. Despite answering directly to the man for close to a year now, Nero had not spoken to The Undying Inferno much beyond what was required to relay details and plans. Nero stopped his horse, looking far ahead their path. "We have finally arrived in Earth Tribe land. If I remember correctly, Shadowfen should not be that far. This is good, we are making excellent time." Nero's horse began to walk again, the young Captain starting to feel confident in their chances to secure an alliance with the Earth. Despite the fact Nero had planned on this happening all along, he was still surprised Zeddicus was going along with it. It is often believed that the downfall of the Fire would not be a sword at its throat, but its pride. Nero did not exhibit this trait the same way his tribesman did, the Captain coming across as someone more practical.

If all went according to plan, Zeddicus would secure a temporary alliance with the Earth, and their combined forces would begin a campaign against Lakeshore. He did however worry what repercussions would come about when the Water falls or surrenders. Would Zeddicus be merciful? Would Toa Maunga agree to whatever Zeddicus would want done with the higher ranking members of the Water? The Earth did not have anything the Fire valued, and it seemed the Earth harbored no ill will toward the Fire. Hopefully, with a little bit of luck, everything would play out perfectly. Though, Nero had been playing this game for too long to know that was unlikely.

"My Lord, would you answer a question for me? When all is said and done. When the Water falls, what will be the next move?" It was an odd question to ask, but Nero felt he was never more likely to get an honest answer than now. "Should the Earth agree to our terms, Lakeshore would not be able to overcome our combined forces. But, once we achieve this goal, will we continue with the other Tribes?" Despite having fought for the Fire for close to a decade, Nero truly never understood why they fought in the first place. He had heard stories, but they were just fairy tales told to children. Nero wanted the truth, but he didn't know if Zeddicus even knew the truth himself. Was the man he followed simply doing what those before him had done, or was there something deeper to it?

Toa

Toa had just been informed that The Undying Inferno had entered Earth Tribe lands. The man was making impeccable time, but that was throwing Toa off his game more and more. This would be the first time Toa ever had to make a decision as a Leader that truly mattered. Even the decision to go to war was more of a group coming to a consensus than it was Toa's own will. Hell, the seeds had been planted by the previous Leader and now Toa was expected to water and nurture them. Telling his men to leave him for a few hours while he meditated, Toa began wandering around the far outskirts of Shadowfen, preferring the quiet of the forest to the liveliness of the world he had grown accustomed to since meeting Mora. Toa was an anomaly within this world, often described as a beast incarnate. He tried his hardest to appear as if the civilized world was one he felt comfortable in, but his childhood and early years made such feelings difficult to bear. His responsibility was not one he asked for, but one he knew he had to take on. Still though, his tribesmen did not question him when he went on his own, a respect that Toa desperately needed to maintain his own sanity sometimes.

Toa walked amongst the untouched trees of the forest, far outside the eyes of Shadowfen. Though he had always wandered areas like this, More taught him to see them a different way, a way that made the atmosphere surrounding him all the more calming. Picking a spot as good as any, Toa sat done on the ground as the earth underneath him raised up, forming a round platform upon which he sat. He rested his hands upon his lap and took a deep breath, exhaling slowly as he closed his eyes. Like this, Toa felt as though he could hear the heartbeat of the world. Every pulse, every root acting like a blood vein, was audible in his mind. He pondered not on the soon to be arriving Zeddicus, nor on the memories of a life he still clings too. But, instead he pondered on the dirt beneath him and the air around him. He pondered on what lengths he would go to to protect it, and what he would have to do to those who would bring harm to it.

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The Undying Inferno
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As Zeddicus was informed that the two now step in the lands of the Earth tribe he simple nodded. Though the lord owned a horse, he never was really fond of them and rather felt comfortable walking on foot. Yet traveling on foot would take much longer than ever wished for. So Zeddicus considered himself a horse for journeys like so.

When Nero gave his question to the Undying Inferno he not turning his head to answer it,

"I almost seems like you are asking why I fight, or where my fighting will lead us. I do swear that I am not insulted, therefore have no worries that I'll break your neck or kindle your flesh into a smokey pile of ashes, or whatever those foolish rumors say I do to my men. Yet, I will confess that I was born a boy of course, though as soon as I took my first step a blade was shoved into my arms and my fath-- trainer, ordered me to kill. It was as if I were an attack-dog, commanded by my master to tear apart whatever made him, the tribe, and me stronger.

But anyways... A very special... girl. Once told me that every soul belonging to the tribe is a spark. And if the sparks are combined together we are unstoppable, we are an inferno. But if we separate and lose faith in each other, than passion burns out and so does that inferno. And I believe her, but even our own damn people won't stand together."

Zeddicus chuckled before continuing, "Us fire wielder, we're so bloody stubborn and arrogant. That is probably why we are begging the Earth Tribe for assist. It honestly pains me to do so. But it wounds me even more to see those bastards snatch away my heart, not aware of how they toy with her."

The Undying Inferno turned his head sharply to Nero.

"But if the Earth Tribe, Toa Maunga, is going to be who brings Raven back into my arms. Then I can tell you decades from now and I will do all in my power to make sure that none of my people will harm his. With the water tribe fallen that would only leave the air tribe, I have no worries for them now. But if those wind lovers ever cross the line the way the water tribe did, then the best they do is drop dead. Because when I get to them, death will be what they'll be desperate for.

Hope that answers your question, boy.

Now my turn. What about you? If you were leader, the water tribe is nothing but rumors in our children's stories. What then?"

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Nero

Nero quietly listened to his Leader, surprised just how important Raven really was to him. Usually, Zeddicus appeared cold and distant to him, but for now at least, he appeared just as human as any other. Nero smirked widely in response to Zeddicus' hypothetical question. "My Lord, I honestly have not ever given one thought to such a situation. But, if I was to speak truthfully, I would burn the Air Tribe to the ground." Nero's words were icy and pale, no emotion or hesitation to them. "Before your time as Leader, and mine as a man, I lived with my parents far from the hustle and bustle of Murtovaara. My father was a diplomat, quite a powerful one, or so I am told. He was also honorable. He could not be bought, bullied, or corrupted. Raiders from Air Tribe lands decided our secluded home was a target worthy of plunder. At least, that's what we were told. My brother suspected more was at play. Our father believed that there was a reason the Air Tribe was staying neutral in matters of war or politics. The Earth Tribe hoped to avoid harming the land, but the Air... the Air was different. Their reasons weren't so clear, shrouded in mystery. My father believed they were hiding something within their indifference. My brother believed this as well and would not let such thoughts leave his mind." Nero gripped the straps of his horse tightly, surprised he was telling someone else something he had kept close to him for so long.

"I, however, believed my brother delusional. Sometimes, you are just a target. No malice, no ill will... just something worth taking from. There is no great secret to the Air Tribe. Just cowardice. I would be lying if I said my intentions weren't born of vengeance. I know Airedale had nothing to do with the attack against my home, but I also know they did nothing to prevent it. There are many plagues upon this land, My Lord. Apathy. Indifference. Such plagues often go unnoticed, but for some they are never forgotten." Nero looked forward with a thousand yard stare, one of confidence and anger. "But, such thoughts will forever stay in the land of hypothetical, and it is best that is where they stay." Nero looked over to Zeddicus, his eyes reverting back their normal gaze. "I refuse to kill captured enemies unless they leave me no other choice. Yet, I would burn the Air to the ground if given such an opportunity. That's a paradox, My Lord. It is why I find comfort in Talon. For there is no room for a paradox atop the mountain. I would argue such things make me the perfect soldier, but a rather lackluster man." He chuckled a bit and turned back to the road ahead of them. "As I'm sure you've noticed, Earth eyes are all around us. Watching. We're getting closer."

Toa

Toa perked up at a sound in the distance. It was faint, but in his current state he could make it out without much concentration. It was not an animal, but none decides those of Shadowfen would be in the area. He took a drawn out sniff of the air, unable to recognize the scent as one he had grown accustomed to. It was a stranger, but nonetheless, the scent it gave off was familiar. This perplexed him just enough to warrant investigation. Toa opened his eyes and his platform began to recede back into the ground. He began following the scent, curious as to what would be on the end. It wasn't long before he found its origin, standing on the opposite side of an ancient tree of the forest. Whatever was on the other side of this tree, Toa had at least discovered why the scent seemed so familiar. The tree had a similar scent to it, almost as if whatever this thing was had once been a part of the tree. It was a hard thing to describe, but all Toa knew was that if it shared a scent similar to one of the trees, it was not something to fear. Well, for him at least... hopefully.

Toa began to walk around the tree, the sight of a woman sitting on the ground surprising him to say the least. It wasn't her gender that surprised, mind you, but instead her overall aura and appearance. She had intricate tattoos and more than a few burns covering her body. Toa first thought she was a refugee from a neighboring land, but something about her seemed off. Despite being relatively young in appearance, the scent she gave Toa seemed older. Much older. For now, Toa decided to attribute this to the tree, as he found himself simply staring rather than investigating. He kept his difference from the woman as he slowly made his way to her front, knowing that she had to have noticed his presence. He held his hands up, hoping this would help him lower her guard. But, his massive size would make even his best efforts often prove fruitless. My name is Toa, Leader of Shadowfen. First, you appear out of thin air. Then, I find you in tatters. So, forgive me, but you have made me quite curious as to who you are and how you got here." Toa looked over the woman and quickly turned around. "Sorry, I often don't pick up on things right away." He removed his traveling cloak and tossed it back to the woman. "Well, good thing I decided to leave with that on today. It might be a little... big. Well, probably a lot big." Toa laughed a bit to himself, not having really dealt with members of the opposite sex beyond Mora, and usually by this point she would have hit him so hard he wouldn't b cognitive for over a week. "You appear out of nowhere and bare a scent similar to one of our oldest trees. May I ask who you are?"

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The Undying Inferno
"I fight along those who seek to fan my flames."

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Zeddicus smiled as he sensed Nero unleashing all of his inner fury and wrath, Zeddicus is well aware of how revealing it feels to simply pour out hidden words like such; that is just another reason why Zeddicus yearned for Raven's presence.

"So, tell me, boy," Zeddicus reacted to Nero's former speech.
"How many lads have you told that to? Were those true words locked deeply into your heart, and now you let go? I understand indefinitely how it feels. I also understand what you mean when one is existed to be taken. And once taken I believe they are of course controlled and exploited. That's me."

The lord pounded his chest as his brow furrowed.

"Though I do wonder who would of I become if my father was not Zayne Thanos, one of Murtovaara's greatest instructors. What if I had both a mother and father and perhaps a brother or seven. A tough, well-working, family who did not hate each other, but worked a farm belonging to Fire Tribe. Would I be the same. Hell no! I believe strongly that no other man could of pushed me harder than my father."

Zeddicus lowered his face to the ground in grief remembering how his father died by his hands. Though nobody but Raven knows that the lord killed his own father.

"Sadly, though I was insanely vexed with him, I hated the fact that he died by the blade of a...a street thug. That honorable man's grave was a bloody gutter. Did I kill my father's murderer? Yes, in fact I did. Because even though I went through moments worse than hell with my father, I should thank him. Why? It is because of this, now listen to me, boy. There is this old say I use to tell myself, 'You do not know how strong you are, until you have no choice but to be strong.' When I once remained a student of my father at the age of thirteen, something terrible happened one day. More gruesome to me than most days."

Zeddicus held his breath, preparing his emotions in order to continue.

"You see, Raven was instructed by my father also. Well, one evening of strenuous training. And we were permitted to bring one flask or bottle of water for the entire day of full training. And we would be crazy to ask my father if we could refill the container. Well, after I drank all of my water I was still very parched and because I was trained harsher than Raven she spared me her bottle.
I refused but she insisted and told me if I did not agree I would pass out. And there were consequences if we fainted. So I drank it. She soon enough became thirsty and we both had none left and none of the other young warriors shared. Thus Raven did the fearful knowing if she hadn't then her body would collapse. She begged my father for water. He grabbed her neck the way I grabbed the neck of that soldier today, and called a wretched weakling in a deafening roar. My father then lunged her to the ground and then struck her on the face, cursing her more. But that wasn't enough! The miscreant of a man tugged her leg, twisting it, and charged his foot straight her joint; breaking her leg. I still remember that crack of Raven's bones when that happened.

Was I was angry? Beyond imagine. I should of stopped him earlier, thought I was never going to stop him. But I gathered more indignation than courage and grasped the biggest rock I could find on the ground. I hurled the thing at my father's back, not really aim just wanting to hurt him.

My father turned to me smirking. I thought he was going to beat to unconsciousness. But he just gave an unwelcoming smirk and step forth to be. He leaned over into my ear and hissed, 'If you care so much about your friend. Drag her over to that corner and help her.'

I could not do it, but I believe I had no choice. So, I watched her weep as I snapped the bone back in place. She scream wishing the torment would end. I just stood there sinking in guilt. It was all my fault! I should of been in her position, the one to be punished!

I could never really sleep decently that day, or the entire week. Crying out to myself, asking why does this happen to me? What is the purpose, how am I getting any stronger when broken down so often. It was not until perhaps a decades later that I knew that I, Zeddicus Thanos, became what I have overcome. I have a past like no other, to become a leader like no other."

Zeddicus looked into his companion's grey eyes, now speaking in an informal way, "Nero, everything does happen for a reason,
even if we are not wise enough to see it. So we must wait on time and learn from what wrong has been done. And eventually we must move on."

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Nero faced downward, surprised at hearing a side of Zeddicus that he did not know. He smiled a bit, wondering how the the common soldiers would react if they knew their Leader had gone through such trials and was not simply born who he is, but became it. "I will take what you have said to heart, My Lord. Sometimes I ponder... how will I fit into a world without war. Its what I was bred for, what I was trained for. I cannot see my life without a sword held against an enemies throat. Though, that makes me more so willing to do whatever I have to to achieve such a world. The me now is curious as to what the me then will be. Many would calm me an idealist, but I believe there is a difference between delusion and hope. There will always be those who wish to wage war, and there will always be those who wish to wage it against them. Well, at least its something to ponder, anyway." Nero faced forward, taking a deep breath as if he now felt refreshed. Night was falling upon the land, but the two of them just had a short ways to go before reaching Shadowfen.

Nero was correct in his guess as the tall trees that surrounded the Earth capital of Shadowfen came into view. "My Lord, we will be arriving soon. No doubt an official escort will meet us at the entrance to Shadowfen. Toa Maunga is a young leader with many supporters within the Earth Tribe. I've never seen the man personally, but rumors say he resembles a mountain. While that is most certainly not the case, I do not believe we should underestimate him. He seems to be an honorable man, but even men of honor can bring about misfortune." Nero was somewhat excited, having never traveled to any land in an official capacity. Usually he had to sneak in through forests and river, often finding him and his men smelling of all kinds of foul things once they emerged. It was a different feeling to just walk right into a place.

"I believe it best we play this as close to our chests as possible, My Lord. Normally, I would say to share the circumstances surrounding Raven to him. It will likely have an effect on him. Based on my resources, Maunga was once involved in a non-romantic relationship with a woman, but she died several years ago. It seems cold, but this will most likely give a common understanding between you two. However, the decision is up to you. We could hide this information. There is the possibility that if he knows he will try to leverage it against us. Both paths have their pros and cons."

Toa

Toa slowly turned back around, looking the woman head to toe and chuckling a bit. "Uberto Proctor? The name sounds familiar, but I can't place where. You say you're his disciple? Oh, could it be that you belong to a religious group somewhere close to here?" Toa shook his head immediately after saying that, knowing it was almost certainly not the case. "Anyway, Yes. To answer your question, that tree has been here for a very long time. Ancient by most people's standards... well, at least mine anyway." To looked over the woman once more now that he could see her face. Just as he thought, she had been burned, likely attacked by raiders from Fire Tribe lands. "You spent time in the tree, you say? Ah, well then that must make you a member of the Earth Tribe, like me. Though, I think I would remember you if you were from Shadowfen. Well, your scent would be what I remember. Could you possibly be from one of the small villages?"

The woman was different, and Toa knew it, though he could not place the reason why. She was of the Earth Tribe, at least that's what Toa surmised from what she had told him. He was still curious as to who this Uberto Proctor fellow was. Toa wasn't exactly known for his knowledge on things of history and legend, having hardly ever paid attention when being instructed on such things. He looked over her blade as well. It was weird to say the least, as it didn't necessarily look old, but the design was not something Toa was familiar with. "Well, whatever the case may be, I don't think we're going to be able to do much out here. Do you want to return to Shadowfen with me? There we can get you some clothes and a meal to go along with it. Generally, we tend to be suspicious of people we don't know, but since you can manipulate Earth, everything should be fine." Toa smiled, seemingly forgetting that one of the most feared men in the lands was about to be on his doorstep. His one-track-mindedness was one of his most endearing qualities, but also one of his most frustrating for his people to deal with.

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Nero nodded to Zeddicus, turning forward toward the direction they were heading. "As you wish, My Lord. Then we will move forward with the hope that a common enemy will drive our alliance." The two men continued on their path, the entrance to Shadowfen coming into view not far down the road. Awaiting them at the gate was a group of Earth Tribe soldiers. Nero stopped his horse just short of them, bowing his head respectfully to the one who seemed to be in charge. "My name is Nero. I bring before you the Leader of the Fire Tribe. The Undying Inferno, Zeddicus Thanos. We humbly request that you bring us to your leader, Toa Maunga for the purpose of negotiations." The soldier looked the two men over, Zeddicus in particular. "Welcome to Shadowfen. Toa, I mean, Leader of the Earth Tribe, Toa Maunga is currently away. However, he should be returning soon." Nero raised an eyebrow and looked over to Zeddicus before returning his gaze to the soldier. "I don't understand, is Toa Maunga currently away on some pressing matter?"

The soldier looked to the others, uncertain how he should really answer the question. "Our leader has a tendency to wander into the depths of the forest alone when he wishes to ponder on things of great importance." The soldier said it as if he didn't believe it himself. Still, that answer sounded better than the truth, which was that Toa would often venture away purely because he decided to and would go missing for days because of it. No one in the tribe feared for his safety as he was more than capable of handling things himself, but this time was a little different given what now awaited him at Shadowfen. "If you wish to dismount your horses, we will have someone take them to the stables. Then, we'll go to the meeting hall where you can eat and await our Leader to return." Nero looked over to Zeddicus, realizing this whole alliance wasn't off to the best of starts when a tribe can;t even seem to locate its own Leader, nor care where they have wandered off to.

Nero dismounted his horse and handed the reigns to a soldier. He didn't have any particular attachment to the beast, so he was more than willing to give up the reigns to someone else. The soldier's request of taking the horses seemed more like a demand than anything else so Nero thought it best to go along with it. The commanding soldier lead them into the heart of Shadowfen, a city unlike any Nero had seen before. Well, to be honest, Nero had seen it before, but formally entering a city and sneaking into it through a swamp are two different experiences. The homes were the trees themselves. It was all together a totally different atmosphere from Murtovaara. Walking this place, one might not even know that there were others in the world outside this forest. Nero could feel the stares from the common folk, something he was not use to. Lucky for Nero, most of the stares were in the direction of Zeddicus. The soldier eventually stopped motioning toward a door way that lead into one of the larger trees in the area. "I ask that you patiently wait on our Leader here. There is food, though I don't know how it will compare to what you are use to." With that, the soldier walked away, leaving Nero and Zeddicus "by themselves," despite the fact every eye was upon them. Well, how do you wish to proceed, My Lord? They are understandably suspicious, but overall do not seem too alarmed. But, we do not know how long Toa Maunga will be."

Toa

Toa smiled at Enir, though his face seemed lonely to say the least. "You speak of Mora. Aye, she was the daughter of Shadowfen's former leader. She returned to the Earth some time ago. As we all do." Toa shook his head and let out a small chuckle. "Anyway, Enir, you say you saw me then? From that tree I presume?" He tilted his head a bit, putting the pieces together himself. He may have been a little too laid back for his own good sometimes, but he wasn't stupid. He realized he could be totally off the mark, but Mora use to talk of such things, though only in rumors and old tales. Nothing he ever paid much attention to if he was to be honest. "You must have been in that tree for a very long time indeed, Enir. Well, for now let's return to Shadowfen. There we can get rest and hopefully someone will be able to explain what exactly I seem to not be getting. You're going to like Shadowfen, though. Its a very serene place... well, it was until we received news that the Fir-." Toa stopped moving entirely, palming his face and letting out a heavy sigh.

"This is bad. This is very bad. Well, maybe not that bad, but definitely not okay." He turned to Enir and smiled, realizing he couldn't pick up his pace until she regained full control of her legs. He half contemplated carrying her, but apparently people find that embarrassing, or at least, that's what Mora told him. "Shadowfen is not far from here, but once we arrive I may have to leave you for awhile. There is some... business that I have to attend to." He let out a pretty pathetic laugh, scratcching the back of his head. He wasn't positive, but the first rule of being a leader was probably being there when others show up to speak to you. He didn't remember it being written down anywhere, but it seemed like something you were probably just supposed to know.

"So, no reason for there to be dead silence while we walk. You say you were in that tree for a long time. Why? Fro how you speak, you must have really looked up to this Uberto Proctor guy. What made you want to retreat into that tree for so long?" Toa kept an eye on her as he led the way toward Shadowfen, mostly just making sure she didn't lose her footing. He felt like he could guess the reason based upon her battle wounds, but Toa was never one to trust his own assumptions. He preferred to hear it directly from the mouth of the one involved, rather than creating an opinion that could be totally off base. He found what she said earlier about only being able to manipulate plants to be rather interesting. Just how old was she truly? This was the question that ate at Toaa the most, but he doubted any interaction between the two of them could come to the answer. She had been absent for too long, and Toa, well, Toa was just a little bit too uninformed to make anything out of what she told him of her time.

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Zeddicus was pleased to be acknowledged that they would be approaching the city gates of Shadowfen, to finially move in action, making sure this alliance would fall in its place.

"My name is Nero. I bring before you the Leader of the Fire Tribe. The Undying Inferno, Zeddicus Thanos. We humbly request that you bring us to your leader, Toa Maunga for the purpose of negotiations," the Undying Inferno's so called guard spoke for him while Zeddicus stood stiff as a statue, posture straight and eyes staring coldly at the soldier. The leader gave an intimidating look, not because he wanted to terrify the people of the earth tribe, but simply because he was nervous himself.

The Undying Inferno allowed the two converse further more, though Zeddicus did not enjoy hearing the soldier say, "Our leader has a tendency to wander into the depths of the forest alone when he wishes to ponder on things of great importance."

"I hear this 'Toa' is a young leader, I can tell by the way he handles pressing matters," Zeddicus insulting spoke, however he hoped that the soldier or any of those watching would take as innocent teasing, or perhaps a joke. You see, Zeddicus is not known to bite on his tongue, he is a very impulsive and spoken man.

Thankfully Zeddicus was only ignored for his words, and cursed himself for unleashing the slander at such a moment. The soldier then suggested or maybe really pressed on that they were to disembark from their horses. As stated before, the lord disliked horse-riding, it was never his strong skill. But Zeddicus still loved the horse called Cole, because the stallion held much history. And he was also smart enough to keep himself alive and be owned by Murtovaara's past two leaders.

Walking through Shadowfen, Zeddicus thought he would feel uncomfortable and queasy though the little boy inside of him was adventurous more than ever. He chuckled quietly to himself as he thought of climb upon the trees and dash all through the bridges, wondering how much fun it would be to jump on them. Yet, at the same time, Zeddicus felt the eyes directed on him, though he understood knowing that he was a man of great importance.

When the Undying Inferno arrived at the meeting hall he leaned over the table grasping a cup of red wine, sniffing its richness. He put it down however without spilling a drop not because it was cheap or had the aroma of mold, but that he was still cautious and concern whether the earth tribe was a friend or a foe. It was not that he ever hated the foreign tribe but that he was always on alert and prepared on matters as such.

"Reinhardt, things seem bad... very bad. Rumors say Toa is a man of great strength and stature but where in the spirits' names is he now? I play with fire in my free time, and he plays with the forest. However I know when to attend to pressing matters. Its childish, I've got to say," Zeddicus spoke in a low whisper mixed with a hiss so that the guards would have a hard time trying to understand what he was saying. "And did you see those guards? If strangers from other lands approached my city, I would not allow them to take their weapons. And did they do so, no. I see the lack of discipline in this place."

Zeddicus paced for a little bit thinking until he turned back to his companion asking quite rudely, "And what if this doesn't work, Nero? Do you know what a laughing-stock I would be made of? I trust you, but don't see my trust as a weakness. And if you dare think of betraying me, I won't only go for you.... How are your Talon friends doing?"

The Undying Inferno now in a cruel sate of mind smirked, implying that he would harm Nero's comrades if the Talon captain betrayed him. Zeddicus was just plainly scared out of his boots and attempted to find comfort with empty threats. For inside the lord did not mean that he would really hurt those of Talon nor did he distrust Nero. He was just simply frightened for his people and for himself.

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Nero merely bowed his head in response to Zeddicus' comments. "If that is what My Lord wishes, then that is what shall be done. I must confess that I do not feel at ease myself with this current situation we find ourselves in. Even with the stares, this place feels to lax." Nero's eyes shot round the area, but they appeared as more of a casual glance than him checking up on anything in particular. The that Zeddicus made in regards to Talon did not faze Nero for the lives of its members were for the Leader to do with as he saw fit. It wouldn't be the first time that a Leader had taken the life of a member of the group, and Nero was certain that such things would continue to happen so long as the Fire Tribe carried the culture that it did.

Nero peered inside the window to the meeting area they had been led to. Much like how it was described, the room was empty with nothing identifying it to be a trap. Though, the odds of Earth betraying them at this point seem nigh improbable. If they wanted them dead, it would have happened at the entrance, away from the common folk. This small fact brought a little bit of relief to Nero as he now knew that at least they would leave Shadowfen with their heads still on their shoulders. Of course, at this point that still hinged on Zeddicus being able to keep his cool.

Though Nero understood Zeddicus' outburst, he felt a slight worry that it could be a preview of things to come. The Stubborn Inferno, angering the Sleeping Giant by speaking words out of spite or unintended malice. Nero began to contemplate an alternative course of action, one that would involve a more aggressive approach in gaining the support of the Earth. It was obvious that, while the Earth had declared war on the Water, they were not fans of the Fire.

Truthfully, the Earth might see the Water as a better ally. If the Fire Tribe were to be defeated, the Water would no longer have a reason toe harm the land. The Earth could side with either side and reach the conclusion they desired. Nero hoped this fact was not one the Earth had considered, or realized. If Nero was to somehow make the Earth have no choice but to attack the Water, it would benefit the Fire greatly. His head raced around ideas, eventually coming to a sound plan should these negotiations fail.

Toa

Toa kept quiet as Enir spoke, feeling like she had things to say that she had kept locked up for a long time. After all, he was the first human she had spoken to in a very long time. When they arrived at Shadowfen, a guard immediately approached Toa to let him know the Undying Inferno was awaiting him, along with a single bodyguard. Toa turned to Enir an nodded. "Fair enough. You will find food and clothes in the market. If anyone asks, tell them Toa Maunga said to help you. I doubt you have currency, but they are all good people and we try to help each other here. Also, while I might not be the best option to try to get a grasp on the changes to the world, I do know who is. You should speak to The Chronicler of Shadowfen. She can be found tending to the archives. I'm sure she will have everything you need to understand what has transpired in the world while you were away." Toa gave a small wave to say good bye as he began making his way to the meeting area, the churning feeling in his stomach getting heavier with each step he took.

Toa arrived within a short distance of Nero and Zeddicus, the hulking man sticking out like a sore thumb. He straightened his shoulders and cleared his throat as he walked over to the two. He was surprised to see how... modest the Undying Inferno was in size. Truthfully, he was expecting someone ten feet tall with flames for hair. But, Toa could see the fire in the man's eyes, a fire that looked like it could scorch most enemies in an instant. "You must be The Undying Inferno, Zeddicus Thanos." Toa took a polite bow. "I welcome you to Shadowfen. Forgive my delay, but something came up that required my attention. But, I promise that I have given much thought to your proposal." Toa walked over to the meeting hall door and opened it, bending down just enough so he could enter. "Shall we? There is much to discuss and my tribesmen have very curious ears to say the least." He laughed a bit and continued into the meeting hall.

The hall itself was as basic as it appeared through the window. There was just a round, wooden table with about twelve chairs "This is where myself and advisers within Shadowfen meet to talk about the village and certain policies." Toa walked up to a random chair and sat down, the chair creaking a bit from his weight. He was a little happy with himself in how he was handling the situation so far. Usually, the host waits for the guest to enter and take their seat first, but hey, Toa was doing most things right. Your... guard is welcome in as well. In this room, title matters little. At least, that's the way I prefer it."

Nero

Curiously enough, there were no Earth Tribe guards within the room and none outside it seemed worried about their Leader being alone with two from the Fire Tribe. Most would view this as poor training, but Nero knew better. This Toa Maunga was nervous, but did not seem to feel any sense of danger, and neither did his guards. Nero chuckled under his breath a bit, thinking that perhaps it was them who needed to be fearful of the giant before them.

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So far, so good, Zeddicus acted respectively, he bowed when bowing was implied, and obeyed any friendly commands. Only occasionally did he mutter sarcastic and smart remarks to an inaudible volume. As for Toa Maunga's size and height, Zeddicus was not fearful, for the fire lord is known to be a rather short man barely reaching 5'5. It was no great achievement to tower above the Inferno; just about everyone that worked under him was, such as Nero, Raven, or even Mazus. But the measurement of how tall a man is does not matter in the heat of battle, or simply life.

However, Shadowfen, the earth tribe, felt strangely much more lax as Nero claimed before. The foreign land wrapped itself in odd garments of friendliness and welcome towards strangers. Perhaps this was because their lands have not been tainted by the same warfare and bloodshed the fire tribe embraced. Zeddicus hungers for many things leading to an unholy life of sin and destruction, power, glory, praise, but above all of this he yearns for peace, and maybe, just maybe, peace cancels out his selfish desires. The more he remained in Toa's land, the more he envied them and their serenity. However, now that they have been thrown into a war, that may be snatched from their grasp.

The Undying Inferno sat in a position screaming out how tense he felt. His posture was stiff and straight, the way he breathed seemed like he was not breathing at all- he was just still, until he loosen up and spoke.

"Toa Maunga, I am man who delights in getting straight to the point. And the point is that I am tired. I tire of this war that forces young girls into womanhood to borne boys ripped from their mothers' womb and thrown into training. And this boys fighting to be soldiers, fighting for a hope that their future sons will not have to rise in the morning wondering whether or not that they will live to see the next day. But as soon as I hear about the horrors these ten, nine, and even eight year boys have suffered, I pray that they are fighting and not digging their graves!

You may ask yourself, 'isn't the water tribe undergoing the same agony?' And I will stand strong with a definite, 'no'. Because we do not only wage in a external war but internal war. Sure, the water tribe may have their selfish desires in their politics, but that is what politics was created for- a man to shame another man, but a nation was not created for that purpose. A nation is forged so that her people could come as one and fight as one. But since the beginning of time my people have been known to despise each other because of what? Because of pride, therefore that is the reason why we hold the history plotting against each other for leadership.

But why am I different then the self-seeking low outcasts of my people? Because I don't care about pride or power, for I have been hit with a hard tragedies that causes me to cry out in desperation for peace. And there is not other way to end this war without violence because long ago it is unknown whether we choose to act in violence or whether they did, but it does not matter, violence was chosen and now we must be burdened with it.

And I beg you, as long as I must not harm my people, I will do anything to have you on my side, Toa Maunga. Because your war may not seem terrifying at first, but perhaps you may find yourself at the aftermath of a battle. Staring at the bodies of men that were once fathers, brothers, sons, and the irony of it is that you've won the battle. But unfortunately you feel like no victor, because how can any man feel victorious knowing how many deaths it took to win one battle. How much more must it take to win a war?

Stand with me, Toa Maunga, and you will not have to go through that... at least not alone. Stand with me, Toa Maunga and I will guard your heart, in return that you will guard mine."

The Undying Inferno, spoke with his mind, with emotion, hoping that Toa took no offense.

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Zeddicus was out of town, dealing with his lost Raven, and he had taken his dog with him. With Nero out of the way and his master not present, whilst he had complete control over the fire tribe... this was the perfect opportunity for Mazus to act. He would certainly not waste this rare opportunity he'd been given, though whatever he may have been thinking at the time remained completely concealed by his emotionless mask. It was always like this with Mazus, and the few rare moments when he actually showed emotion, it was impossible to tell if these were his true feelings or not. He was truly a man built from solely numbers and calculations.

Tapping his finger against the surface of the table in an unbroken rhythm, he let his gaze wander across the scroll in front of him. Currently it was blanc, as he yet had to compose the letter he would soon send on its way. How tedious... he thought, letting his gaze drop down to the large tiger resting on the floor beside him. She was chained as to avoid panic from any potential visitors, yet there was no doubt that this was a trained beast. She obeyed Mazus every command and had been his ally for many years. Reaching down, he gently patted her head before pausing as there suddenly was someone knocking on the door. Straightening up, Mazus cleared his throat, taking the quill he had intended to write with between his fingers.

"Yes?" he asked calmly.

"Lord Mazus," the voice of a boy sounded from the other side of the door, "you requested me?"

"Indeed," the advisor replied, dipping the tip of the quill into a bottle of ink before letting it connect with the surface of the parchment scroll, "come in..."

The door opened, and a young man of fifteen stepped inside. He had ash gray eyes, raven black hair and wore the attire of a typical page.

Mazus flashed him a slight smile before letting the quill glide over the scroll surface as he quickly but carefully composed the letter. Once he was done, he placed the ink to the side and once again set his ruby eyes on the nervous servant. "I want you take two guards and deliver this letter to the air tribe. Make sure they understand that you are coming in peace, and do not intend to cause any harm. If a situation demanding violence should arise- rather run than attack. We want to show them that we are willing to negotiate on friendly terms- not burn them to the ground... understood?" he asked, patiently waiting for the ink to dry. The boy nodded his head and bowed politely.

"Yes, my lord," he assured.

"Good boy..." Mazus said softly. Once the ink had dried, he rolled the scroll and handed it to the page. "Now be on your way. We are running out of time..."

This is all in the Fire Tribes best interest...

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Toa quietly listened to Zeddicus speak, never breaking eye contact with the man as a showing of respect. When Zeddicus finished, Toa crossed his arms and bowed his head slightly, his eyes closing as if he was deep in thought. "Lord Zeddicus, your words seem heartfelt, and I can sense the sincerity in your voice. The Earth Tribes current declaration of war focuses on the land. The land The water Tribe sees fit to harm for their own purposes. This war between Fire and Water has been going on longer than any Leader has reigned. I do believe if we were to combine our forces, we would be more than a match for the Water." Toa raised his head up, and opened his eyes. They were stern and focused without any sense of anxiety or indecision. "I ask you this, Fire Leader, why have you not simply made peace with the Water Tribe? Would that not end the suffering you described?" Toa uncrossed his arms and shot a quick lance over to Nero, who was standing by the door with his gaze fixed on the young Earth Leader.

"There has been suffering on both sides on this conflict, and I wish for an end to it. Not just for the safety of the innocent within your tribes, but for the land as well. Let us make peace with the Water. If they shun us, then so be it. We will do what must be done. However, that path will only be taken should a peaceful resolution be impossible." Toa looked at Zeddicus, matching the man's gaze without hesitation. Toa hoped for peace, not more bloodshed. But to him, it sounded as if Zeddicus could only find peace through more suffering. Toa wished for another way, to at least try and reason with their adversary. He did not wish for any of his own people to die, nor for the land to suffer more. He also felt for the members of the Water and Fire, who were waging a war for a reason they probably couldn't even remember.

Nero

Nero listened to the two Leaders speak, his gaze fixed on Toa Maunga. Zeddicus gave an impassioned speech, one Nero felt would hopefully tug at the soft heart of the Earth Leader. Once Zeddicus finished, Toa retorted with his own desires and hopes for an alliance. Nero tried his hardest to hold back a smirk, the black and white view Toa seemed to have of the world being almost refreshing to the Talon Leader. Nero had no hatred of the Water Tribe, so if a peaceful resolution was founded then it would just mean less work for him. However, the odds of that succeeding were not in great favor. Nero often viewed the situation as an unstoppable force meeting an immovable object. Water and Fire were destined to battle until one finally extinguished the other. So it was in nature, and so will it be in life. Nero was however curious as to what Zeddicus would say in response to Toa's demand. If he agreed, it would be taken as a sign of weakness, one others within the tribe would try to capitalize on to end Zeddicus' reign. If he didn't agree, they might end up losing Toa's help. Even if an alliance would be in his best interest, Toa was clearly a man of honor, the type of which can be foolish when dealing in politics.

After all, the Earth had declared war on the Water, but until this point it was in nae only. No actual fighting had taken place between the two tribes. Nero had always been interested in seeing the fighting capabilities of the Earth, but based on what he had seen, he was not impressed. This tribe seemed a little too reliant on the supposed strength of its Leader. Nero began contemplating ways he could make To see their side should Zeddicus not agree to attempting a peace treaty. Staging a Water Tribe Attack? Stealing important historical artifacts and transporting them to the Water Tribe? Many options were available should things not go their way, but for now, Nero was content to waiting for his Leader to decide their next step.

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Peace the word struck the Inferno like a single beam of lighting propelling against the wet grass. And like lighting it stung; formed with a shocking and tormenting experience. Enraged, veins homed to his forearms boiled in a orange glow, as his palms began to heat. Zeddicus's fingernails dug into the wood fibers of the table while his teeth hammered shut.

Standing up, Zeddicus implusively snarled, "Peace? Do mock my birthplace-- No, I meant instead, do you believe in peace? Perhaps for your countrymen, but the children born of fire and ashes were cursed with bloodshed and war. Fire and water will do merciless battle for all of entirety. And you shalln't believe for a moment that I will surrender."

Turning towards the exit he slightly faced Toa saying, "How can I stretch out an open palm to the beast that will only swallow it whole. Toa, you have a bright soul, but this damned world will one day shut out all light leaving you cold and empty inside. And by the time that happens, it will be to late to undo what has been done.

Toa Maunga, I have no quarrel with you, I leave with no intention to harm you are your people, but compromising with my enemy will only lead to surrender. And surrendering is an insult to any true warrior. I slander you not, for we do not share the same path, you may be capable of agreeing on peace with the detestable Water tribe, though there is no hope for me in that."

Zeddicus made eye-contact with Nero motioning his head that it was time to leave.