~The Falcon Rises~

[Lego XBOX 915]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O1xG8gYv-fk

 

 

 
 

The Klaren Eylo'sil named Alotheus stands on the deck of the Risen Falcon as the moon rises behind it. The light reflects off his black steel armor however also revealing another armored man behind him. This figure steps forth beside Alotheus, revealing to be Goroth Klaren, his helmet off. His eyes are placed upon the dark horizon, anger glinting in his eyes. Alotheus turns his head to Goroth to receive a whispered order. At this, eylo'sil Alotheus spins around to go down into the the lower compartments.

Goroth instead stays there some time waiting for a little time. A moment later, he places the old Klaren Nardo helmet upon his head, this shrouding his face as he walked up onto the bridge to write up a note to his sister and the lower council. He attached such note to his trusty falcon which took off, disappearing in the night sky off towards Elysium.

At midnight the black sails were raised upon the triple mast ship of the Risen Falcon. Navy yells were heard here and there as the ship creaked into movement. The wind picked up, flushing into the sails of which one bore the golden falcon and tipped crescent of the Klarens. The ship started to turn facing its bow away from the moon which was still rising as it picked up speed. Once the course was set to Elysium Goroth cried out to the crew,

"Steadyyyyyyy!"

At that moment the ship fell silent, barely rocking on its straight course. The ship was designed for speedy and stealthy transport. It had no trouble passing the Oren Imperial Navy as it approached the Malinor settlement farm beaches. There the anchors were dropped, thrashing into the water and ultimately stopping the frigate.
Now out of range of the Imperial Forces, Alotheus stepped onto the bridge facing the deck and yelled,

"Men to unloading stations! Men to unloading stations! Sea boats to sea!"

Soon loud splashing was heard as rowboats hit the water to either side of the ship, rope ladders followed. Men in steel plate mail descended upon the boats and started to row for land. One dark elf on the boat would be holding up a pole with both the banner of the ancient Mali'ker and the one of the Klarens.
Loud thinks echoed through the farmlands as the boats hit the beach and the men unloaded. Goroth arrived first walking in front of them as the sky started to turn light, Sun rising behind the mountain. A figure stood waiting, a female with her hair flowing in the dawn's breeze.

The silence is broken as whispers are heard,

"Thank you for joining me sister."

"I couldn't leave you face the Valah alone~"

With this Goroth commands, with a gesture, the advance of his men. They then follow him and his sister up the stairs to the Mali'ker district where they will garrison.
 

That morning, Klaren banners are found, flapping in the icy wind, along the walls of the Malinorian settlement. Chain-mailed archers with tabards of the Klaren Issinardo stand along the walls, longbow's in hand. Goroth smiles as he walks into the main square, seeing them. The rest are below in the mountains, awaiting their call. His sister walks beside him, smiling evilly holding her sheathed Katana in hand, wearing a light hard leather armor.
 

http://youtu.be/zyY1M2UY69o

That same day, Goroth convokes a gathering in the Mali'ker council room and speaks,

"Oren. Wishes us to destroy our own culture. Oren! Wishes us to give up our defenses. OREN! Wants to make us their servants.

I reply NEVER to their wishes. I, a Mali'ker of flesh and blood, descendant of Velulaei like all of you, WILL NOT comply to the wishes of a hypocritical, barbaric and conservative so called Empire.

I know how they are! I once lived in their lands! The only ones which offered kindness were those resembling us, the adunians! Let me tell you, they are also discriminated... within their own empire!

I know of Mali which live in the Empire, however, they were brought up in the Empire. They are biased to claim good of the Valah!

I do not have a grudge against Oren... Never... I have a grudge against hypocrits. Hypocrits which threaten us with war after they hear rumors of our planning retaliation to their INCESSANT idiocy and corruption! I must admit, these plans were never made... however they would be justified if they were!

At the base of the problem are the White WEEDS. These lead attacks upon us without fear of justice. Who are the terrorists I ask? The Malinor Vigilantes or the White Weeds? Both? Maybe. Two wrongs don't make a right... HOWEVER. Oren has the power to stop the White Weeds, however, we have no power to stop the Malinor Vigilantes or any terrorist community...

We all know the curse upon our race, thus we know we cannot permit losses... We do not wish for war, but it seems Oren leaves us no choice...

I ask every single one of you, who is Mali'ker or Mali at heart, to hold onto your values and those you love. Do not succumb to the terror!"

Goroth then inhales deeply. He frowns deeply, irritated. He then leaves to check up on his men, but turns before he leaves,

"Those whom wish to join our forces... Send me a note."

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((Because of the gate lockdown, the speech would only be available to the members of Malinor. This is Issinardo Klaren's reaction only, not the one of the Council.

The amount of men adds up to 800 elite troops and 200 average troops.))

[Yuln 265]

*Cerilien smiles, hearing the speach and seeing the men.*"mar'ayla, nardo Goroth, reinforcements was what we needed."

[Guest Grey]

Grey comes out of a shady corner, as always, speaking

 

"Good idea, I think the White Roses are way to foolish...I bet we could get a deal with Oren about them, or with the orcs or dwarves...aslong as they get destroyed, I'm happy...

 

 

I offer you my skills if you want them, though I'm not better than average in most skills, I can put the skills to use I've been training on for years now."

[Samoblivion 532]

Kaelin listens to this speech with a furrowed brow. Soldiers were needed, aye, but there was something in Goroth's tone that disturbed him. As he moves to leave the room he speaks to Goroth briefly.

 

"I have known a truer friend or anyone I would rather call aenar, but tread with care. Be mindful that you do not light the very flames we seek to extinguish with this show of force. And for Velulaei's sake, do not be the one to strike the first blow."

 

Settling down a little, his face sets in a grimace.

 

"Regardless. I offer my skills, however limited they may be."

[Polgrath 215]

Now... House Klaren shall rise. But it's ascent shall be the downfall of Oren. Long live the house!

[Guest Grey]

Grey frowns at Polgrath's comment, speaking

 

"It isn't only the Klaren lineage that wants this, it is for all the Mali'Ker, the Klarens just take the iniative, because their linaege has the the most military power as of now.

 

And we don't want the downfall of Oren !  Atleast not for now... We just need these white roses whiped out before doing anything else...which will be hard since they're part of the Orenian military, and have knights in them..."

[Polgrath 215]

Pardon my exclusion, the Mali'ker people as a whole shall show the invaders the true wrath of Malinor!

[Dromui 755]

Azel steps forward, realizing the people our once again, ever ignorant the threat of Oren.

 

"For us to bring troops forward for war is both good and bad! If Oren sees we are readying for war they will strike and we are not able to defend ourselves as of now! We must put down our weapons and put trust in the High council! For if we do not trust them and raise our weapons without their approval we bring shame to them and Malinor! This raises another question in my eyes though... Why now does House Klaren raise arms? We have been threatened in the past and I have never seen these soldiers? Where were they when the Syndicate and the Flay threatened Malinor?! No where to be found! This is a foolish attempted by House Klaren to gain more power and respect not only within the Mali'ker, but within the rest of Malinor! How long until one of them screams for a seat on the High Council? We have enough of this already thanks to other elves I do not wish to name. I say that we put down arms and wait for orders! For the Klaren only seek glory!"

 

Azel stands tall, uncaring for what others think of his own speech.

[dalia44 (Bacon Goddess) 10]

Dalia listens thoughtfully, before speaking up, noting Azel's words.

 

"The White Roses, along with the people of Oren, have been trying to dictate our everyday lives. This has already happened in their own nation of Oren, when the empire was first formed. If we, the Mali of Malinor, do not stand up for the liberty of our nation, they shall proceed to try and conquer our neighbors, until someone rebells, or they are our supreme rulers. It is best to stand our ground now, for the future of Malinor. However, I agree with Azel. Oren is not a simple pebble in our path, that we can simply brush away. Oren is a boulder, steep and nearly impossible to climb. We Mali must carefully plan, if we are to launch war against this threat. We are the smaller force, but there is still a way to win this battle. I agree that we must fight for our nation, but think about what this will cost us: They have the larger military. They can destroy our homes, murder us, and raid us of our possessions in the blink of an eye. If we are to attack, or provoke them into attacking, our settlement will surely be destroyed. We will all have to go into hiding, to escape the fatal blows of their swords. Think about this, before you attack."

 

Dalia steps back, waiting for their answers.