Mutant_Lorenor
02-03-11, 07:06 AM
Pacing back and forth in the familiar halls of The Citadel, Lorenor had much on his mind. The most important matter of them all was a nuisance named The Ixian Knights. The high priest knew that they were his enemy. I have to destroy them. Sei Orlouge will become a threat to everything I have fought to create. Lorenor stopped his restless pacing and his face became distant. He was listening to the word of N'Jal. As he listened, he prepared to obey. He was to begin the extermination process of the captain-guard of the Ixian Knights and rip their leadership body apart.
If Lorenor could rise to the challenge and destroy the Ixian Knights once and for all, N'Jal's war machine would have no challenge. The high priest listened to that lulling word, that sweet seductive voice of the mother-goddess. When he listened to the voice as it instructed, the aging high priest prepared to plan and act. Lorenor had become a man of action, no longer hiding in the shadow.
As he stood in the halls of The Citadel, the mutant was approached by a monk of the order. Lorenor felt the man's approach more than he actually saw, or, paid heed to the monk. Like everybody else, they were just subjects to the grand primus. Turning his attention to the monk after a full minute passed, Lorenor temporarily stopped his commune with N'Jal. Folding his arms before his chest, the high priest sighed deeply. His eyes observed the simple garb of the monk. He was clearly an acolyte.
"So you are going to go through with it?" The monk suddenly asked.
Lorenor blinked twice.
"I must. The Ixian Knights will fall by my hands." Lorenor said carefully. "Sei Orlouge is my enemy. Thus. All of his allies are my enemy as well. He seeks to unite the Thaynehood under one common banner. N'Jal wouldst not allow this to occur." The mutant paused for a moment. Then he continued. "Sei Orlouge is a separate problem that will be dealt with later."
"So ye wouldst declare open war on The Ixian Knights?" The monk asked incredulously. "They are a humanitarian group of philanthropists. Lorenor ye surely canst not oppose that..."
Lorenor suddenly raised his hand as a signal that the monk should shut up.
"When The All-Thayne broke, the greater Thayne came to pass. My lady was what remained. The great Thayne were favored by the citizens of Althanas. Even the lesser Thayne held more esteem that my lady wouldst. Outcast. On a rock outside of Althanas, and left to suffer. The Ixian Knights fight to unify The Thayne. I fight to destroy their influence on Althanas so that my lady may once again know her true power." Lorenor closed his eyes for a few moments. "I am declaring war on the Ixian Knights. I shall meet their Captains and skilled Warriors in battle one by one and destroy them with my bare hands." Lorenor looked at the monk with an extremely serious expression. "On my behalf, set a challenge to the Ixian Knights. Lorenor will fight them. Lorenor will kill them. I will crush everything that they represent in one fell stroke!" Lorenor finished as he prepared the challenge to the Ixian Knights. He knew the neutral minded monks would allow him to declare open warfare with The CItadel as their battleground.
No harm no foul.
But to Lorenor, this was something more. Something deeper. This was him scouting out the weaknesses of the Knights and preparing to destroy them one by one.
"Send out word to the Knights. That the darkness is waiting for them. The darkness will claim their very souls. Prepare my chamber, monk." Lorenor said. "Allow the first arriving member of the Knights to set the chamber to whatever arena he deems appropriate for our battle. I merely wish to be the one to undo the Knights forever."
"Is there anything else Lord Loernor?" The monk asked.
"There is." Lorenor said. "Make the rules for this match a death-battle. And let it be known to the fellow representing the Knights that this will be to the death." The mutant said carefully. "I shall be waiting in my usual chamber." With that, Lorenor left the monk to his vices and walked forward towards his first encounter with a member of the Ixian Knights.
Enemy.
If Lorenor could rise to the challenge and destroy the Ixian Knights once and for all, N'Jal's war machine would have no challenge. The high priest listened to that lulling word, that sweet seductive voice of the mother-goddess. When he listened to the voice as it instructed, the aging high priest prepared to plan and act. Lorenor had become a man of action, no longer hiding in the shadow.
As he stood in the halls of The Citadel, the mutant was approached by a monk of the order. Lorenor felt the man's approach more than he actually saw, or, paid heed to the monk. Like everybody else, they were just subjects to the grand primus. Turning his attention to the monk after a full minute passed, Lorenor temporarily stopped his commune with N'Jal. Folding his arms before his chest, the high priest sighed deeply. His eyes observed the simple garb of the monk. He was clearly an acolyte.
"So you are going to go through with it?" The monk suddenly asked.
Lorenor blinked twice.
"I must. The Ixian Knights will fall by my hands." Lorenor said carefully. "Sei Orlouge is my enemy. Thus. All of his allies are my enemy as well. He seeks to unite the Thaynehood under one common banner. N'Jal wouldst not allow this to occur." The mutant paused for a moment. Then he continued. "Sei Orlouge is a separate problem that will be dealt with later."
"So ye wouldst declare open war on The Ixian Knights?" The monk asked incredulously. "They are a humanitarian group of philanthropists. Lorenor ye surely canst not oppose that..."
Lorenor suddenly raised his hand as a signal that the monk should shut up.
"When The All-Thayne broke, the greater Thayne came to pass. My lady was what remained. The great Thayne were favored by the citizens of Althanas. Even the lesser Thayne held more esteem that my lady wouldst. Outcast. On a rock outside of Althanas, and left to suffer. The Ixian Knights fight to unify The Thayne. I fight to destroy their influence on Althanas so that my lady may once again know her true power." Lorenor closed his eyes for a few moments. "I am declaring war on the Ixian Knights. I shall meet their Captains and skilled Warriors in battle one by one and destroy them with my bare hands." Lorenor looked at the monk with an extremely serious expression. "On my behalf, set a challenge to the Ixian Knights. Lorenor will fight them. Lorenor will kill them. I will crush everything that they represent in one fell stroke!" Lorenor finished as he prepared the challenge to the Ixian Knights. He knew the neutral minded monks would allow him to declare open warfare with The CItadel as their battleground.
No harm no foul.
But to Lorenor, this was something more. Something deeper. This was him scouting out the weaknesses of the Knights and preparing to destroy them one by one.
"Send out word to the Knights. That the darkness is waiting for them. The darkness will claim their very souls. Prepare my chamber, monk." Lorenor said. "Allow the first arriving member of the Knights to set the chamber to whatever arena he deems appropriate for our battle. I merely wish to be the one to undo the Knights forever."
"Is there anything else Lord Loernor?" The monk asked.
"There is." Lorenor said. "Make the rules for this match a death-battle. And let it be known to the fellow representing the Knights that this will be to the death." The mutant said carefully. "I shall be waiting in my usual chamber." With that, Lorenor left the monk to his vices and walked forward towards his first encounter with a member of the Ixian Knights.
Enemy.