Imam Faiz Kharadeen 3167 Share Posted April 11, 2014 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-kGuftnYHnQ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6O6Q1OiF6LI The night grew still, time seemingly dragging on as a scarf individual sat upon a mound of dirt atop a construct of sorts. The man begins to think to himself, thinking of all the good times he has had alongside his companions, and even strangers. He cracks a small smile, looking up at the moon lit sky. His mind begins to drift off as he stares, the memories he has tried to suppress for so long resurfacing. He remembers it all once more, the many wars he has been a part of, the fall of Kingston, the arising power of the scourge... The /strelts/… He cringes as he thinks of those vile creatures that dare call themselves human. How was it that the peasants of Kralta could ever become the dominant power of Oren? He ponders when a new image plants itself within his brain. What was it? He narrows his eyes, as he looks deeper into the sky, the image soon filling itself in. It was an image of his long lost fiancée, looking ravishing as he remembered. The image continued to fill itself in, soon after forming into a large memory of the past. Faiz grinds his teeth hard while clawing his fingers into the dirt, forcing himself up to his feet and rushing into the construct. As he runs in, trying to repress the memory once more, he almost bumps into one of his subordinates, a young Kharajyr female.“Sa'vi, Faiz. Ciara haws feeneeshed thaw blayde, aws yu hawv requestawd." Faiz nods, putting his hand upon the hilt of the blade to pull it out of its scabbard, setting it above his head towards a nearby-lit torch to closely examine its details. It was a long sword, closely resembling the swords the Salvus Shield once wielded. A small rose was indented into the pommel, the guard having a small engraving on each side, both in a different language. On one side it reads "cdnega vencd, yht cdnega dnia ", while the other side read "Inna lillahi wa inna ilayhi raji'oon".“This is perfect Ciara, thank you.” "Hawv yu decyded awn aw nayme fo'awr yu'awr blayde yet?""Yes, I have, long before Heinrik came into power. I shall name her Suzanne." She looks confusingly upon Faiz but then nods solemnly as Faiz admires the work of the blade. More men and women begin to crowd around Faiz, standing silent while they await for him to speak. Faiz looks up towards the group, and speaks-“My dearest friends, for as long as we’ve known Oren have been plagued by the filthy peasants we know as strelts. They have brought the kingdom of Humans down into the ground as they a rose structures of poor while filling the air of the capital with the smell of sewage. All they have done is brought upon us pain and misery, it is no secret that we do not respect them. But now, it is time for a change in the Kingdom of Oren. We shall aid the Luciens and their allies in the battle to reclaim Oren, remaking it into something great once more! The strelts shall taste the cold iron of our blades as we plunge it deep down into their throats. Today, not only do we fight to remove the filthy ruskan scum, but we fight to restore Oren to its previous glory!" The men and women rejoice with happiness, shouting out towards Faiz as they all unsheath their blades, bows, and staves, holding it high into the air."You have my blade sire!" "I am yours to command!" "We shall show them no mercy!" were just a few of the shouts that were said by the many members."Faiz, yu hawv Rameethar's blayde wunce agayn, aws yu hawv fo'awr three decaydes. Le'awts. Mayke. The'awm. Bleed." speaks Rameethar Faiz looks upon the group, proud of what he sees. Aret crosses his arms as he looks upon Faiz, nodding in approval.“We belong to the creator and to him we shall return to, and today I shall be his messenger of death. I shall send the creator the rest of the ruskan filth's I owe him, so that he may pass judgement upon them.” Faiz then turns and orders his soldiers to follow, leading them to the human capital of the Fringe. Faiz whispers softly to himself “May you guide our blade into the hearts of our enemy my love, for our enemy shall die within the hands of an 'edgy'." 7 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
cj_scout 305 Share Posted April 11, 2014 Rameethar shines his moon blade, the blade glowing like moonlight on water. "Thaw day hawd tu cawm suuner o'awr latawr. Thaynkfawlee. . .suunawr." Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
yopplwasupxxx 5946 Share Posted April 11, 2014 Rymeul gives a nod, seeing his long-time comrade Faiz the 'Edge' do something which I was too lazy to read "Deus Magnus!" Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Zhulik 3559 Share Posted April 11, 2014 "Ever since the beginning of this great conflict Faiz and the Sentinels have proven to be a great ally- it is time to end this conflict by driving the remnants of their tyranny out of the Iblees Tower. We will make History regardless of victory or defeat- we have proven that the will and determination of the underdog will prevail for the Creator has chosen us over and over again! In the great Strelt war we obliterated them! At the Massacre at the old Cloud Temple the Sentinels prevailed against the Red Army! WE SHALL FINISH THE JOB!" 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rael 935 Share Posted April 11, 2014 Cedric smiles upon the antics of his old friend, from where he watches in the underbrush. "Bon job Faeez, keel zhe mechant petit garcon Strelt!" He nods vigorously, popping a squirming bug into his mouth, before delving deeper into the trees. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
seannie 7443 Share Posted April 11, 2014 And they complained about oren not having a peasantry.......... Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aetosion 2062 Share Posted April 11, 2014 Ave Orenia. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Raktar 140 Share Posted April 11, 2014 Ok ezio Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
tnoy23 202 Share Posted April 11, 2014 Toby watches from the crowd, not cheering, nor scorning, just having an almost uncaring look. A voice woulgh ring ever so lightly in the back of Faiz's mind, saying "Tread lightly. Ten men lead wisely into battle will beat a hundred without a head. Let us hope such is in your favor." Toby turns abruptly after that, leaving quickly. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Esterlen 4499 Share Posted April 11, 2014 who are you again 4 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Katelyn 145 Share Posted April 11, 2014 Royce Da'Kralek brings a handkerchief to his eye- the one he'd stolen from the little elven girl, and begins to wipe his eyes. He had been tearing up. Someone had placed a bowl of recently chopped onions under his face apparently. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aengoth 2890 Share Posted April 11, 2014 Aengoth dies from blood loss. The edge cut too much here. 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Major Dom 1297 Share Posted April 11, 2014 Tuvya chuckles at the speaker as the worst complaint he could think of Carrion rule was the sewage in Abresi Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Knox213 10 Share Posted April 11, 2014 Tuvya chuckles at the speaker as the worst complaint he could think of Carrion rule was the sewage in Abresi Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Shadowjax 140 Share Posted April 11, 2014 this is great, we have too many peasants in oren! we can replace all the peasants with assassins! Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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