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Post by Emperor Shao on Jul 15, 2006 1:43:34 GMT -5
"The Emperor is wounded lord, but why have you come to the Han palace at the time. If you are coming for official business, I would be happy to deal with you..." says Dong Jue.
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Post by Pauly on Jul 15, 2006 1:51:20 GMT -5
]Xilang was taken slightly aback. The Emperor wounded? This did not bode well.
"I have come to volunteer my army to serve the Han. I have acquired many followers, including two skilled lieutenants, Er Aorong and Azrael. Though my men are spirited, we lack a base from which to effectively support the Han. I came here to request a solution to this problem."
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Post by Emperor Shao on Jul 15, 2006 2:14:42 GMT -5
Dong Jue was a man who trusted others. He immediately gave his consent.
"A good Han warlord is just what we need in Xiapi. The Emperor appointed pirates to be rulers near there, a foolish mistake indeed. I ask you to go and rule in Xiapi, and make sure the pirates do not attempt anything suspicious like plotting against the Han. You need not fight them, but you should keep your eye on them there," says Dong Jue.
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Post by Pauly on Jul 15, 2006 2:17:39 GMT -5
Shang Xi bowed low.
"I accept this charge, and swear that I shall do my utmost to protect the Han lands. I will depart immediately."
Xilang stood and walked out of the palace.
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Post by adray on Jul 15, 2006 5:27:37 GMT -5
Antonius had finally arrived at Luo Yang, he had amassed a great map pointing strategic details of several weaknesses in the Wako's base. He had been spying all along, noting down how these men trained, acted and thought. Their troop details were known, their weaknesses extracted and their strengths noted, the fools should have known that a true Roman would never work for such a low lifed army. Mark Antony was here for one reason, he would be helping Fiago Julli who he had been helping previously back in Roman lands.
Marcus was already in Luo Yang, he could remember entering here to meet with the Wako pirate for the first time and giving his word of his loyalty to him, such lies meant little to Antonius, he was a genius in his own right, and he just proved it, the thick skulled pirates knew nothing of thsi matter, until they realised that their famed general was not to return, and even then they knew nothing of where he was.
Antony walked into the palace grounds, the path way was guarded by some of the Han's most prized sentries. He carried on walking towards the main door, which was evidently open as the Emperor himself could just about be seen in the near distance of the throne room. He carefully took off his helmet, as did Vorenus who was closely following.
Entering the palace Antonius caught glimpse of Julli, and nodded respectfully to him. Back in Rome the two were seen as Rivals both leading different forces of the Roman's, it was supposed to be Mark Antony who was to be head of the Invasion of Gaul back in Italy, but he had been given permission by the senate to assist in this cause. As he entered the Roman Lorica Segmentata armour shined in the dim light of the tourches which burnt in the palace. He could clearly see that this man was not infact the Emperor, he had that feel of importance, but none the less Marcus was sceptical on what power this man had, but he would try his luck anyway.
Antonius bowed as Vorenus stayed near the door waiting for anything his general needed. Marcus spoke with a stern yet civil voice, his usual tone when speaking with people with high ranks than himself. "I am here also sir, Marcus Antonius, pledging my alligance with Fiago Julli, and I know others are to come who will also support Julli" Antony bowed and waited to see what either man had to say.
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Post by Cao Liao on Jul 15, 2006 11:56:17 GMT -5
Liu Bei bowed a final time to the Prime Minister before raising with a slight smile upon his face. There was excitment within Liu Bei since he was no going to be given the command of an entire army, even if the army was small in size. But there was no time to think of that right now.
"Thankyou Master Prime Minister, I will fufil the duty with great care."
He nodded and then turned to leave towards the doors. Soon he would arrive in Hei Nei, where he was to set up his base.
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Post by fearless on Jul 15, 2006 13:47:15 GMT -5
Fiago Julli turned to Marcus, a relation, no, a rival. "This cannot be better" he muttered, a smile gleaming as he did, "Meet me in Yong'An Marcus, there we shall begin our preperations at once, and Prime Minister, or Regent, thank you, the Roman Armies shalt let you down...again."
he smiled as he left.
[[crap post...busy doing my main intro for my city]]
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Post by Lyle on Jul 15, 2006 23:37:35 GMT -5
((Shady can make his post to my reply later, I'm moving on to the throne))
Du Jung moved swiftly, gracefully toward to guards, brandishing his sheated sword. He bowed, handed it to the two and asked for permission to enter.
((something I should have put in my last post, oh well.))
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Post by Zhao Ping on Jul 16, 2006 1:13:39 GMT -5
(Lyle,I did make my reply,look at the last page))
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Post by Emperor Shao on Jul 16, 2006 3:23:19 GMT -5
((Shady can make his post to my reply later, I'm moving on to the throne)) Du Jung moved swiftly, gracefully toward to guards, brandishing his sheated sword. He bowed, handed it to the two and asked for permission to enter. ((something I should have put in my last post, oh well.)) Du Jung was allowed in, but given a warning to stay 100 paces away from the throne, or else face certain death. The security of the palace had been breached when Huan had been stabbed, and now the regent, Dong Jue, did not want to take any more risks.
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Post by Lyle on Jul 16, 2006 20:55:17 GMT -5
(Sorry shady, missed it, I guess you'll just have followed me in the end))
Du Jung looked blankly at the person before him, knowing something was odd about the older, much less regent looking man. He looked like a follower, not a leader, to be plainly put. With eyes of daggers Du Jung began to speak, his voice deep and bold, yet careful with his words. He knew whether or not he was in front of true Imperial Blood, he was still within the man's court..
"I see no power with your movements, with your eyes. I see no power upon your walls, upon your shoulders or those of your followers. I've yet to find decent man, woman or child within this city, and I've yet to see the true bounds of civilization. And thus, I come here for land, from a Kingdom that has no true life to live, or goal to make. I am a well known spearmen throughout the lands, and posses more power than any of your generals. You've simply lost too much, went too far when you shouldn't have in the first place. I am not here to ask for a new life, I am not here for your pardon. I will take what is mine, and mine is the world. When the embers of war sweep across these plains, your walls will not stand strong against the whiplash of my blade. I will send a new age, an old age to hell if that is what it takes to unite the peoples of these lands under one man, one soul, one god and one world. I've come here to defile your court, and send an uproar within your streets.. Beware of all, yet fear me the most.."
Du Jung prepares to leave..
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Post by Emperor Shao on Jul 16, 2006 21:02:47 GMT -5
"How dare you, scum of the Earth that you are! You enter the Han palace and speak such blasphemy before the court of the son of heaven?! Guards, capture that man! Do not let him escape from the palace!" yells Dong Jue.
Immediately the guards at the sides of the door impede Du Jung's way out. Meanwhile soldiers along the rows, protectors of the Emperor , unsheathe their blades. Assassins draw their bows, but do not shoot, not willing to until an order is given, and men with small axes fall from hidden compartments on the ceiling, surrounding Du Jung right where he stood.
"Know this brash spearmen. With disrespect for your elders and superiors you will go nowhere. You will accomplish nothing, conquer no land and the only person who will suffer through hell will be you. I demand an apology for your comments on behalf of his Imperial Majesty!" shouts Dong Jue, his ministers nodding in agreement at the actions he had taken to quell this unworthy baffoon.
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Post by Lyle on Jul 16, 2006 21:29:47 GMT -5
((Waiting for Shady and Brian's post, if they get into this))
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Post by Sun Xiong on Jul 16, 2006 22:01:51 GMT -5
*Sun Yuan Ci stood at the palace, looking up at the palace. He lowered his head, his eyes travelling from one person to the next. Each of them, useless, boring, pathetic. They served this kingdom as citizens, yet they had nothing to do with the government. Zhi-yun was in China for only a few days as of late, but already he knew of the corruption of the Han and its officials. The Emperor was attacked not long before he arrived, as he was told, and he could not defend himself. His guards, with only one duty, could not defend him. Such a useless empire, such a lacking dynasty. The city was tall, and the palace magnificent. Alas, it was a hollow gem. Shimmering with beauty, yet empty to the fullest extent within. If it falls, it shatters.*
*Now Sun stood, dissappointed in the one thing he came to China for. He felt his wound from the days earlier. It was causing him pain, because he was failing his duty to his country. To cleanse it, by means of justice or disgrace. He now knew why his father abandoned the kingdom, refusing to serve. Why serve this emperor, who locks himself with his riches within his palace and refuses to speak to the common person? Why serve a man who loses no sleep for all who die for him, for his cause? Why serve a man who knows not your name, or what you look like? And beyond that, his agents killed his father, who now Sun saw as righteous. He knew what he was to do, yet he was just a man with a blasphemous ideal. He'd conceal his motives until a more proper time awoken.*
*That time came soon, however, as commotion awoken from within the palace. A few officers ran out, in fear for their lives in some kind of crossfire. Yuan Ci reached out, grasping one of their sleeves.*
"There is a roar from that building. What has happened?"
"Dong Jue has called men on a stranger who insulted him. We fear to be shot in the crossfire. Steer clear, friend!"
*Yuan Ci looked at him, and turned his attention towards the entrance to the palace. He released the sleeve of the official, and took hold of his spear. With a sprint, he ran towards the palace, bursting into the occasion inside. He saw one man, unarmed, surrounded by many servants of the Han.*
"Tell me, your highness, why you must overreact as such. Release this prisoner, he shall not bother you again."
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Post by Emperor Shao on Jul 16, 2006 23:10:52 GMT -5
"Nay! I shall not do that meddling knave. Not until this man apologizes for his insults to my master!" says Dong Jue. Upon seeing Sun Yuan Ci's entrance, 5 guards from the side of the Imperial Han move towards the gate. SYC had made a tactical error; he should have charged the men at the gate while he could. Now one false move and nobody would escape...
(really, really, really, really, crap post. Trying to keep my eyes open at the moment and watch for other stuff to happen :/)
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