General Zeltor Gor'lk has issued a statement reguarding new recruitment in his personal unit.
On this day, I have opened up some quarters in order to take in some new blood for my team. People that may have interest in joining our cause through military prowess, please contact the leaders of the TriPower nation. Any questions can and will be answered in a timely basis. There will be a screening process so if you are hooked on samatak, apply with Vector.
Zeltor
Deluded Fantasies Pt I
Maya entered into the base of the woods nearby the waterfall and cocked her head a moment, sniffing the tendrils of smoke on the air before looking around her, crouched down and waiting for trouble. The birds sang their song and the bubbling water cascading over the rocks at the base of the fall were the only sounds she could hear, however someone had been here, that was cigarette smoke.
Not wanting to draw attention to herself now that she feared she wasn't alone, nestled back into the shrubbery, her glaring eyes rested on the small home before her, Sanria's home. She had come to see if Thasmudyan had kept his word, to ensure his brat hadn't stepped an inch near this glade. The quaint little picture of the happy little family before her set her teeth on edge.
There was so much blood, the children looking on in horror, as Sanria began to bleed upon her clothes, but Maya Wanted her to suffer more yet, She allowed Sanria's garments to slide, slippery and wet from her clenched fingers and hit the floor with a thud, in moments however Maya was atop her. "How long I've wanted this".
Sanria's laughter echoed across the glade from the home before Maya and ended her short lived fantasies. Snarling under her breath, she drowned out all her deep sort mental facade, and went back to watching the harlotte's home.
Not wanting to draw attention to herself now that she feared she wasn't alone, nestled back into the shrubbery, her glaring eyes rested on the small home before her, Sanria's home. She had come to see if Thasmudyan had kept his word, to ensure his brat hadn't stepped an inch near this glade. The quaint little picture of the happy little family before her set her teeth on edge.
There was so much blood, the children looking on in horror, as Sanria began to bleed upon her clothes, but Maya Wanted her to suffer more yet, She allowed Sanria's garments to slide, slippery and wet from her clenched fingers and hit the floor with a thud, in moments however Maya was atop her. "How long I've wanted this".
Sanria's laughter echoed across the glade from the home before Maya and ended her short lived fantasies. Snarling under her breath, she drowned out all her deep sort mental facade, and went back to watching the harlotte's home.
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Old Cape Lucullus
Sszdrin sat on a balcony overlooking the Ishtar Sea. He had walked a considerable distance from Myn's home and his feet ached. Sorrow, his ever-present companion, only served to increase the looming irascible facade that he carried with him. He couldn't help it. Part of him loved Myn - her smile, her sparkling eyes - part of him hated her - her smile, her sparkling eyes. She could drive him to madness, but still, he couldn't help but feel alone on the balcony and filled with worry, regret, and sorrow.
Myn was going to bear his child - a child that wouldn't and couldn't know him. It was an accident, she shouldn't have been able to get pregnant at all, but she did and everything was at risk. He had turned his back once again on his Drow brethren - if he were to show his face it would be instant death. If they found out Myn was his lover - they'd kill her first and force him to watch. If they ever had this kid coming around asking about him - it would be a slow and painful death for the child and an incredible hunt. Better to slink away, lick his wounds, and hide. At least Myn would tell the child he was dead. No questions, no pain, no death.
Hiding - it was what he did well. He seemed destined to do it forever. He was oversized for his race, easy to find when he wanted to be, but Sszdrin didn't want to hide forever. It was tiring. Every eye turned onto him wherever he went - marked not only by the color of his skin, but by the legendary hatred of his race by all others. He felt like a fool ever thinking he could live outside of them, and now, he could never go back.
Sszdrin stared down at the water and the small specks of boats that fished its great depths. He stood up at the edge of the balcony, the sea-breeze lifting his stark white hair, as the sun set to the west. He could jump - the impact would likely crush his bones before ever he sank into the water. He set his jaw and looked down. To jump would mean he would never, ever be able to watch Myn and his child from afar. If word ever did get back that the child was his, someone would have to protect them both.
With a drow curse beneath his breath, Sszdrin turned on his heel and went back into inn room. He would go back tomorrow. He would slink about in the woods around Myn's house - he had nothing better to do. He would let her think he had vanished completely and all the while, he'd watch over them. No one would see him and more importantly, no one would hurt her without feeling the steel of his dagger in their back.
Myn was going to bear his child - a child that wouldn't and couldn't know him. It was an accident, she shouldn't have been able to get pregnant at all, but she did and everything was at risk. He had turned his back once again on his Drow brethren - if he were to show his face it would be instant death. If they found out Myn was his lover - they'd kill her first and force him to watch. If they ever had this kid coming around asking about him - it would be a slow and painful death for the child and an incredible hunt. Better to slink away, lick his wounds, and hide. At least Myn would tell the child he was dead. No questions, no pain, no death.
Hiding - it was what he did well. He seemed destined to do it forever. He was oversized for his race, easy to find when he wanted to be, but Sszdrin didn't want to hide forever. It was tiring. Every eye turned onto him wherever he went - marked not only by the color of his skin, but by the legendary hatred of his race by all others. He felt like a fool ever thinking he could live outside of them, and now, he could never go back.
Sszdrin stared down at the water and the small specks of boats that fished its great depths. He stood up at the edge of the balcony, the sea-breeze lifting his stark white hair, as the sun set to the west. He could jump - the impact would likely crush his bones before ever he sank into the water. He set his jaw and looked down. To jump would mean he would never, ever be able to watch Myn and his child from afar. If word ever did get back that the child was his, someone would have to protect them both.
With a drow curse beneath his breath, Sszdrin turned on his heel and went back into inn room. He would go back tomorrow. He would slink about in the woods around Myn's house - he had nothing better to do. He would let her think he had vanished completely and all the while, he'd watch over them. No one would see him and more importantly, no one would hurt her without feeling the steel of his dagger in their back.
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A strange feeling, A strange city
She approached silently, the hiss of the air itself would have made more noise then her silk pants at this time. She could be silent, she could be brutal. She would be. She saw the nape of the womans neck, so slender, the heart pumping blood, causing the neck to pulse. She was so close, It would be over in secconds. She was a killer. This was her element. Her hand outstretched... 'Tamoko! STOP! ' The call split the air. Sitting bolt upright in the dark room, Tamoko slid from the silk sheets, the room was luxurious, it was as she had left it, no one was here so who called out to her? Crossing to the window Tamoko drew back the heavy drapes and peered down into the street below. This was a strange city, she had been here but a few hours and already she carried with her ill feelings. Something about this job didn't bode well for her. Stepping away from the curtains, the molten silver glow in the room plunged back into heavy shadows and she flopped back onto the bed, her silk pyjamas hissing against the silk of the sheets and closed her eyes, trying to meditate, regain her focus. Within moments of closing her eyes a face filled her mental eye, she watched it long in silent observation. She had only been given the briefest description of this man, yet his face filled her mind constantly. White murkey eyes stared at her intently from beneath a crimson hood, grey skin covered him. The shadows that flitted about him made Tamoko interested. He was odd this man indeed, it was time Tamoko sought him out, so she could get the hell out of this strange city.
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A Poster tacked in Market square.
A few posters have been tacked to surrounding walls, buildings, the fountain itself, and on to every bench in the market place, they read simply:
WHAT IS YOUR GOVERNMENT DOING FOR YOU LATELY?
IS IT TIME FOR THE PEOPLE TO DEMAND A RE ELECTION?
TIME TO ASSESS THE ECONOMY, WAGES, MORE JOBS FOR THE PEOPLE! ACT NOW
CALL UPON YOUR GOVERNMENT TO ACT NOW, THE TIME FOR THE FUTURE IS NOW!!
WHAT IS YOUR GOVERNMENT DOING FOR YOU LATELY?
IS IT TIME FOR THE PEOPLE TO DEMAND A RE ELECTION?
TIME TO ASSESS THE ECONOMY, WAGES, MORE JOBS FOR THE PEOPLE! ACT NOW
CALL UPON YOUR GOVERNMENT TO ACT NOW, THE TIME FOR THE FUTURE IS NOW!!
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