Kordain
October 14th, 2010, 03:41 AM
this is one part of the story with Dank in it for those of you who liked that. please read and if you don't read the whole thing because you became disinterested tell me what i could do to make you read the whole thing. if you only read the first line tell me why only the first line. please give me feedback so i can make it better so you can enjoy it more. I'm sorry i forgot to capitalize sorry I'll fix it soon. thanks and enjoy.
“Emperor Corianur,” Said a muffled voice followed by a banging on the huge double doors leading to the emperors work chamber.
“Come in,” The emperor called back. The lock on the door unwound and the doors made a loud *clock*. As they parted a rather well dressed man walked in, his blue robe gently flowing behind him. He walked across the long room over the marble floor towards a large round table with a hole in the middle. There a man sat wearing a purple tunic, white trousers, purple shoes, and a modest crown on his head. Hanging from the ceiling by several thin chains there appeared to be a large glass dish. On the ceiling, in the size and shape of the table, was a rail from which the dish could move around the it.
The man walked briskly to the round table. The emperor was writing something on a piece of paper. Between his eyes and the paper he was writing on was the glass dish. When the man stopped emperor looked up and pushed the dish aside, it moved with a slight creak. “Yes Cobble?”
“This is a message from Princess Reno’s guards.” Cobble pulled a small rolled up piece of paper from inside his robes and handed it to the emperor just as he began to ask, “why did this take to long to get here?”
“The messenger hawks are the fastest form of communication we have now, you got rid of the teleporters.”
The emperor mumbled something then placed the message on the table and pulled the glass dish back over it. He took a moment to read it them moved the dish back. He looked up at cobble his wavy silver hair falling over his shoulders.
“where is she heading?” he asked Cobble.
“They don’t know.”
“How many people does she have with her?”
“You know as much as I do sire. In the report she had only her sword and two mercenaries.”
“Well she can’t do much damage with that now can she. i want to know about every place she goes, and if she appears to me heading towards Tier I want to know.”
“Sire,” he said with a sigh. “she has to get through the 35 locks, she can’t…she’ll never be able get here without half the army behind her. You know the saying, not even out own army could take it if they wanted to.”
“yes I’ve heard what the old council has told our people to make us think we’re invincible. However Barda, a country that is less than a quarter our size continues to hold it ground in Plasta, this little irritation is beginning to become more like a big problem. Things degraded during the councils rule, I brought our country from the brink and now it declines again. I don’t yet know the nature of its decline but I know it’s happening.”
“Sire…”
The emperor stood up and turned around, “the Bardans have something we don’t.”
“How ‘bout mages.”Mages had been banded throughout the empire because he said that magic wielders were the greatest threat to the empire. The band was less than two years old.
The emperor ignored him, “it’s true we haven’t had many volunteers to fight but with the new law I’m cooking up right now I’ll fix that quite right.” He walked to the edge of the table and pulled up the surface and then walked toward the windows that were several men high. one window was brand new that had replaced the old broken one, now bars were being installed over the windows by workmen.
“You’re going to call the people to arms? Your laws states that the people can only be called to arms if the country is being invaded. for now you can only stick to the local militia and the professional army.”
“The Bardans wander our lands.”
“The lands they conquered while we were dealing with the Shilians.”
“Yet our land it is Cobble.”
“Sire we are not being invaded. We are invading them.”
“Its our land.”
“It was, now its theirs.”
“Cobble, do you realize that in the savage lands of the east a king would strike a man down where he stands if he spoke to him like that.”
“I’m only…”
“However, fortunately for you Cobble I’m not a barbarous tyrant king, I’m the emperor of the Naporian Empire.”
“I thank you sire. You…”
“But you are giving no more valuable advice than the droppings of the hawk that send the note. I ask that you think before you speak.”
“I apologize sire. I meant no disrespect.”
“Apology accepted. Now, have the scouts turned out any rangers lately?”
“No sire, the rangers seem to be very stealthy and avoid detection.”
“The scouts, what sort to equipment are they carrying in their mission? Swords and the like?”
“Of course sire.”
“Why are they armed?”
“For self defense.”
“Groups of half a dozen men could not win a fight against more than one ranger in their territory. They could not defend themselves even with weapons. Send them to scout unarmed so that they aren’t perceived as a threat.”
“I can arrange that, although it will take some time for the change to be made. The messenger hawks can only fly so fast.”
“Indeed,” the emperor said after a sigh. “Right Cobble that is all I need. You can go home I have no further need today, just another law to draft and weed out the loop holes.”
“Thank you sire,” Cobble said very formally. He turned and walked back down the long room to the two doors. He pulled them and they opened with little effort. He walked past the phoenix guards standing in a row. All in the best armor the imperial treasury could buy. Red leather sealed on alloyed steel edged with bronze trim, tall shields, long spears occupied their hands. He walked through the large hall where he could see the light from the outside. He walked out the doorway and turned toward a corner in the courtyard. He pushed past a tree till he couldn’t be seen by anyone.
He looked around placed his palms together and focused. His image changed, like a red hologram whose signal was quickly getting weaker, kshhhhhhhhhh…. He faded until after a couple seconds he was completely gone.
“Emperor Corianur,” Said a muffled voice followed by a banging on the huge double doors leading to the emperors work chamber.
“Come in,” The emperor called back. The lock on the door unwound and the doors made a loud *clock*. As they parted a rather well dressed man walked in, his blue robe gently flowing behind him. He walked across the long room over the marble floor towards a large round table with a hole in the middle. There a man sat wearing a purple tunic, white trousers, purple shoes, and a modest crown on his head. Hanging from the ceiling by several thin chains there appeared to be a large glass dish. On the ceiling, in the size and shape of the table, was a rail from which the dish could move around the it.
The man walked briskly to the round table. The emperor was writing something on a piece of paper. Between his eyes and the paper he was writing on was the glass dish. When the man stopped emperor looked up and pushed the dish aside, it moved with a slight creak. “Yes Cobble?”
“This is a message from Princess Reno’s guards.” Cobble pulled a small rolled up piece of paper from inside his robes and handed it to the emperor just as he began to ask, “why did this take to long to get here?”
“The messenger hawks are the fastest form of communication we have now, you got rid of the teleporters.”
The emperor mumbled something then placed the message on the table and pulled the glass dish back over it. He took a moment to read it them moved the dish back. He looked up at cobble his wavy silver hair falling over his shoulders.
“where is she heading?” he asked Cobble.
“They don’t know.”
“How many people does she have with her?”
“You know as much as I do sire. In the report she had only her sword and two mercenaries.”
“Well she can’t do much damage with that now can she. i want to know about every place she goes, and if she appears to me heading towards Tier I want to know.”
“Sire,” he said with a sigh. “she has to get through the 35 locks, she can’t…she’ll never be able get here without half the army behind her. You know the saying, not even out own army could take it if they wanted to.”
“yes I’ve heard what the old council has told our people to make us think we’re invincible. However Barda, a country that is less than a quarter our size continues to hold it ground in Plasta, this little irritation is beginning to become more like a big problem. Things degraded during the councils rule, I brought our country from the brink and now it declines again. I don’t yet know the nature of its decline but I know it’s happening.”
“Sire…”
The emperor stood up and turned around, “the Bardans have something we don’t.”
“How ‘bout mages.”Mages had been banded throughout the empire because he said that magic wielders were the greatest threat to the empire. The band was less than two years old.
The emperor ignored him, “it’s true we haven’t had many volunteers to fight but with the new law I’m cooking up right now I’ll fix that quite right.” He walked to the edge of the table and pulled up the surface and then walked toward the windows that were several men high. one window was brand new that had replaced the old broken one, now bars were being installed over the windows by workmen.
“You’re going to call the people to arms? Your laws states that the people can only be called to arms if the country is being invaded. for now you can only stick to the local militia and the professional army.”
“The Bardans wander our lands.”
“The lands they conquered while we were dealing with the Shilians.”
“Yet our land it is Cobble.”
“Sire we are not being invaded. We are invading them.”
“Its our land.”
“It was, now its theirs.”
“Cobble, do you realize that in the savage lands of the east a king would strike a man down where he stands if he spoke to him like that.”
“I’m only…”
“However, fortunately for you Cobble I’m not a barbarous tyrant king, I’m the emperor of the Naporian Empire.”
“I thank you sire. You…”
“But you are giving no more valuable advice than the droppings of the hawk that send the note. I ask that you think before you speak.”
“I apologize sire. I meant no disrespect.”
“Apology accepted. Now, have the scouts turned out any rangers lately?”
“No sire, the rangers seem to be very stealthy and avoid detection.”
“The scouts, what sort to equipment are they carrying in their mission? Swords and the like?”
“Of course sire.”
“Why are they armed?”
“For self defense.”
“Groups of half a dozen men could not win a fight against more than one ranger in their territory. They could not defend themselves even with weapons. Send them to scout unarmed so that they aren’t perceived as a threat.”
“I can arrange that, although it will take some time for the change to be made. The messenger hawks can only fly so fast.”
“Indeed,” the emperor said after a sigh. “Right Cobble that is all I need. You can go home I have no further need today, just another law to draft and weed out the loop holes.”
“Thank you sire,” Cobble said very formally. He turned and walked back down the long room to the two doors. He pulled them and they opened with little effort. He walked past the phoenix guards standing in a row. All in the best armor the imperial treasury could buy. Red leather sealed on alloyed steel edged with bronze trim, tall shields, long spears occupied their hands. He walked through the large hall where he could see the light from the outside. He walked out the doorway and turned toward a corner in the courtyard. He pushed past a tree till he couldn’t be seen by anyone.
He looked around placed his palms together and focused. His image changed, like a red hologram whose signal was quickly getting weaker, kshhhhhhhhhh…. He faded until after a couple seconds he was completely gone.