Elthas_Belthasar
06-21-14, 03:19 PM
(Closed to Fezzy & Leslot Note: This is an official Civil War story and I intend for this to make official canon once it's done.)
(Note: Finishing this as a Solo Quest.)
~Chapter I.
"Elthas Belthasar, come forth." The man said calmly.
Elthas nodded calmly and stepped forward to the gathered crowd. Times were tough in Radasanth, and there were still corrupt elements leading it. Leading the world proper to ruin, but Elthas honoured the old alliances. Elthas was a Hero at heart. He longed to help create a world where Heroes would thrive once more. And so, that why he went back to Radasanth in an effort to help change the world. But, the agents of the darkness were everywhere and many clung to the promises of The Empire. Elthas looked at the guard captain for a long moment. He was a shorter fellow, fully decked in studded armor. Elthas made direct eye contact with him and was unafraid. He trusted his own skill level. The daggers he kept at his side were the weapons he's used throughout most of his career as a Hero. He looked at the man before him for a long moment, behind Elthas was a small squadron of The Trading Company's most skilled workers. Elthas had done this on his own without Invetisto's input. Investisto was the leader of The Trading Company, Elthas was simply a high-ranking Officer. However, within the precepts of that...Elthas could do a LOT of shit. So he took a sizable portion of his own work force towards Radasanth. And to Radasanth they marched. Elthas was immediately surrounded by empirical officers. Things in Radasanth were worse than he had initially considered. Elthas walked towards the officer.
"Do not come any closer." The guard suddenly said and drew a standard issue weapon.
Elthas sighed. "I have to give you the work permit. Legally obtained, we are not here to interfere with your regime."
"Regime? The Empire is the only truth now." The man said carefully. "Show me your documentation and I'll consider granting you passage into Radasanth." The man said casually and relaxed his stance for only the briefest of moments.
Etlhas handed the small container with the scroll. It had official Trading Company markings, and a work permit. Elthas was attempting to reach out to the empirical forces as potential allies, and NOT enemies. He just wanted to secure peace with the general populace and help end the civil war in Radasanth. Elthas waited for the fellow to inspect his documentation.
"You're looking for work?" The man suddenly asked. "I'm not sure I understand, why did you come with such a big group?"
"The war creates opportunities for those willing to roll up their sleeves. I am an officer of The Trading Company and I am here offering material benefit to The Empire." Elthas shook his head. "Lot's of folk are displaced, needing homes and steady jobs. I'm here to help you guys rectify the problem."
"What do you intend to do?" The man suddenly physically relaxed. "Your documents check out."
"I intend to provide you with a suitable work force during these trying time." Elthas stood in a completely relaxed fashion. That day, he wore a business suit, tuxedo style cut in standard Radasanth style. His fedora was tipped at a slight forty-five degree angle. "In exchange, I'd like for your superiors to honour a standard Trading Company contract."
"No shit?" The fellow suddenly asked. He looked to one of his nearby soldiers. "Eric. We got incoming workers here, they here to see the local magistrate. Business deal."
"You got it boss." The man said.
Then, the leather-clad fellow turned towards Elthas. "If I catch wind of ANY bullshit concerning the Rangers and your lot, I will personally send your entire group to the gallows am I understood?"
"If I were ever to betray your lot, I would surrender anyway. My intention is to help the folk who are suffering and provide work." Elthas said. He knew the world was largely a chess game. With Althanas geo-politics, there were those who would conquer from the inside out. Elthas had an ulterior motive, but that would come later. The important element was securing the safety of the innocent worker in Radasanth proper. "There is an opportunity here for you gentlemen to win the hearts and minds of the people. The people are the life-blood of this Hero's Nation."
"Spoken true." The man said calmly. "Go see the magistrate and present your work permit to him as well. He will be the one to give you final say over your proposal."
***
The Magistrate sat in his office as he worked on this or that legal matter in Radasanth.
Elthas and his workers approached the building that contained his office, with purpose in their step. He looked at the office security guards and nodded towards them.
"State your purpose." The guard said.
"I have an appointment to speak to The Magistrate." Elthas responded. "This matters concerns the survival and safety of Radasanth and we WILL be heard."
"Show me your papers." The guard responded in a cold tone.
Elthas handed his documents to the guard, he was ALWAYS prepared.
The guard inspected Elthas's papers and identification.
"You're an Officer of The Trading Company?" The guard asked.
"I am." Elthas responded. He looked at the guard. "I spoke with the guard captain earlier, he personally approved my appointment with the magistrate." To Elthas, it was all a game.
"Very well, your companions will have to wait outside. Security protocol. And they need to be ready for Inspection." The man said calmly.
"Very well." Elthas turned to the large group of workers. "Mark." He called out his highest ranking worker. "Wait here for me." Elthas commanded. "I will return shortly after I have spoken to the magistrate to secure work here."
***
"Let me see this contract." The magistrate asked of Elthas.
Elthas pulled out the standard prepared Trading Company contract. There were legal protections for The Trading Company to exchange work and labor for paid benefits. Also, military protection when conducting larger scale projects. Elthas placed the contract on the magistrate's table. "It's all there. Standard."
"You're here to provide labor?" The man suddenly looked at the contract and began to read the legal errata for a long moment. It was quite detailed, and extensive.
"Fifty percent?!" The magistrate suddenly asked. "No worker is worth a fifty percent..."
"Keep reading." Elthas did not like ANY representative of The Empire. They were clearly short sided, and some would attempt to stop what Elthas was attempting to accomplish.
The magistrate suddenly appeared very nervous. "You're saying you're gonna provide a completely skilled work-force in exchange for labor protection and salaries?" The magistrate asked. The man was rubbing his chin thoughtfully. "You have all the legal documents and I have heard your lot practices noble practices." He looked at Elthas very seriously. "May I ask you something, Mr. Belthasar?"
"Anything." Elthas responded.
"Why side with us when The Rangers are more popular with poorer folk?" The man had to ask, it was a question of loyalty.
Elthas suddenly removed a document from his briefcase and placed it on the table. "Read that."
The magistrate reluctantly read it. "This is..."
"It is." Elthas responded. I have you where I want you. Elthas suddenly became very serious. "Workers provide the backbone for any military endeavor. In exchange for asylum, I am prepared to offer a virtually limitless work force to finally put an end to the war."
"Fifty percent...standard contact...?" The magistrate seemed to be very hesitant to agree to those terms. "You realize this contract is binding if I accept your terms?"
"I realize that." Elthas said. "I am providing that spark that you will need to reignite confidence in people's hearts. The Empire is rightfully the law now, and now you must reclaim the hearts of common folk." Elthas shifted his body weight gently. "Think of it as an investment for Radasanth's future."
"All right, Mr. Belthasar. You state a convincing case. I will need sometime to review the contract's details and go over other legal matters." The magistrate explained. "This sort of decision normally takes a month, but you came with the correct documentation and papers."
Elthas suddenly became very serious. He did not like the worm attempting to stop the wheels of progress. He narrowed his eyes. "You have one week."
***
Elthas was working in his office in Radasanth, now as officially part of The Radasanth Empire. In one fell swoop, he'd worked to increase the influence that The Trading Company wielded. He was going over various Trading Company documentation and work-force accounting. Initially, Elthas had arrived in Radasanth with a small group of about sixty skilled workers. Since then, The Trading Company had TRIPLED Radasanth's work force in a period of about two months. Elthas was going over charts and statistical data on his table, when one of the workers in his charge entered his office.
"Master Belthasar." The man said. "The new recruits are here waiting outside of the employment office."
"I will see to them personally." Elthas had a lot to smile about those days, in agreeing to accept Trading Company terms, he'd inevitably fucked The Empire over. However, he still needed to install the proper work-force needed to topped The Empire's regime once and for all. Elthas walked over towards Mark and smiled at him. "Let's go, Radasanth's workers needs us."
"As always, Elthas. It's time to stand up to The Empire." Mark responded.
"Not yet...we need to place agents in every facet of Radasanth's current regime." Elthas placed his fedora on. "In the meantime, we buy our time and do what we always do. Lead the waves of change."
A short time later, Elthas stood outside as a new group of volunteers for The Trading Company arrived. Elthas was a handsome man. He wore business suits all the time, and he dressed in typical Radasanth attire. His fedora was always worn with a slight tilt. He looked at the thirty-strong recent workers. The spark of revolution was lit. And Elthas would one day lead them all to FREEDOM.
"Gentlemen. Ladies." Elthas said to gathered workers, the numbers were growing. "Welcome to The Trading Company." And Elthas smiled.
He'd grabbed The Empire by the balls.
^(Enriler enter here)
(Note: Finishing this as a Solo Quest.)
~Chapter I.
"Elthas Belthasar, come forth." The man said calmly.
Elthas nodded calmly and stepped forward to the gathered crowd. Times were tough in Radasanth, and there were still corrupt elements leading it. Leading the world proper to ruin, but Elthas honoured the old alliances. Elthas was a Hero at heart. He longed to help create a world where Heroes would thrive once more. And so, that why he went back to Radasanth in an effort to help change the world. But, the agents of the darkness were everywhere and many clung to the promises of The Empire. Elthas looked at the guard captain for a long moment. He was a shorter fellow, fully decked in studded armor. Elthas made direct eye contact with him and was unafraid. He trusted his own skill level. The daggers he kept at his side were the weapons he's used throughout most of his career as a Hero. He looked at the man before him for a long moment, behind Elthas was a small squadron of The Trading Company's most skilled workers. Elthas had done this on his own without Invetisto's input. Investisto was the leader of The Trading Company, Elthas was simply a high-ranking Officer. However, within the precepts of that...Elthas could do a LOT of shit. So he took a sizable portion of his own work force towards Radasanth. And to Radasanth they marched. Elthas was immediately surrounded by empirical officers. Things in Radasanth were worse than he had initially considered. Elthas walked towards the officer.
"Do not come any closer." The guard suddenly said and drew a standard issue weapon.
Elthas sighed. "I have to give you the work permit. Legally obtained, we are not here to interfere with your regime."
"Regime? The Empire is the only truth now." The man said carefully. "Show me your documentation and I'll consider granting you passage into Radasanth." The man said casually and relaxed his stance for only the briefest of moments.
Etlhas handed the small container with the scroll. It had official Trading Company markings, and a work permit. Elthas was attempting to reach out to the empirical forces as potential allies, and NOT enemies. He just wanted to secure peace with the general populace and help end the civil war in Radasanth. Elthas waited for the fellow to inspect his documentation.
"You're looking for work?" The man suddenly asked. "I'm not sure I understand, why did you come with such a big group?"
"The war creates opportunities for those willing to roll up their sleeves. I am an officer of The Trading Company and I am here offering material benefit to The Empire." Elthas shook his head. "Lot's of folk are displaced, needing homes and steady jobs. I'm here to help you guys rectify the problem."
"What do you intend to do?" The man suddenly physically relaxed. "Your documents check out."
"I intend to provide you with a suitable work force during these trying time." Elthas stood in a completely relaxed fashion. That day, he wore a business suit, tuxedo style cut in standard Radasanth style. His fedora was tipped at a slight forty-five degree angle. "In exchange, I'd like for your superiors to honour a standard Trading Company contract."
"No shit?" The fellow suddenly asked. He looked to one of his nearby soldiers. "Eric. We got incoming workers here, they here to see the local magistrate. Business deal."
"You got it boss." The man said.
Then, the leather-clad fellow turned towards Elthas. "If I catch wind of ANY bullshit concerning the Rangers and your lot, I will personally send your entire group to the gallows am I understood?"
"If I were ever to betray your lot, I would surrender anyway. My intention is to help the folk who are suffering and provide work." Elthas said. He knew the world was largely a chess game. With Althanas geo-politics, there were those who would conquer from the inside out. Elthas had an ulterior motive, but that would come later. The important element was securing the safety of the innocent worker in Radasanth proper. "There is an opportunity here for you gentlemen to win the hearts and minds of the people. The people are the life-blood of this Hero's Nation."
"Spoken true." The man said calmly. "Go see the magistrate and present your work permit to him as well. He will be the one to give you final say over your proposal."
***
The Magistrate sat in his office as he worked on this or that legal matter in Radasanth.
Elthas and his workers approached the building that contained his office, with purpose in their step. He looked at the office security guards and nodded towards them.
"State your purpose." The guard said.
"I have an appointment to speak to The Magistrate." Elthas responded. "This matters concerns the survival and safety of Radasanth and we WILL be heard."
"Show me your papers." The guard responded in a cold tone.
Elthas handed his documents to the guard, he was ALWAYS prepared.
The guard inspected Elthas's papers and identification.
"You're an Officer of The Trading Company?" The guard asked.
"I am." Elthas responded. He looked at the guard. "I spoke with the guard captain earlier, he personally approved my appointment with the magistrate." To Elthas, it was all a game.
"Very well, your companions will have to wait outside. Security protocol. And they need to be ready for Inspection." The man said calmly.
"Very well." Elthas turned to the large group of workers. "Mark." He called out his highest ranking worker. "Wait here for me." Elthas commanded. "I will return shortly after I have spoken to the magistrate to secure work here."
***
"Let me see this contract." The magistrate asked of Elthas.
Elthas pulled out the standard prepared Trading Company contract. There were legal protections for The Trading Company to exchange work and labor for paid benefits. Also, military protection when conducting larger scale projects. Elthas placed the contract on the magistrate's table. "It's all there. Standard."
"You're here to provide labor?" The man suddenly looked at the contract and began to read the legal errata for a long moment. It was quite detailed, and extensive.
"Fifty percent?!" The magistrate suddenly asked. "No worker is worth a fifty percent..."
"Keep reading." Elthas did not like ANY representative of The Empire. They were clearly short sided, and some would attempt to stop what Elthas was attempting to accomplish.
The magistrate suddenly appeared very nervous. "You're saying you're gonna provide a completely skilled work-force in exchange for labor protection and salaries?" The magistrate asked. The man was rubbing his chin thoughtfully. "You have all the legal documents and I have heard your lot practices noble practices." He looked at Elthas very seriously. "May I ask you something, Mr. Belthasar?"
"Anything." Elthas responded.
"Why side with us when The Rangers are more popular with poorer folk?" The man had to ask, it was a question of loyalty.
Elthas suddenly removed a document from his briefcase and placed it on the table. "Read that."
The magistrate reluctantly read it. "This is..."
"It is." Elthas responded. I have you where I want you. Elthas suddenly became very serious. "Workers provide the backbone for any military endeavor. In exchange for asylum, I am prepared to offer a virtually limitless work force to finally put an end to the war."
"Fifty percent...standard contact...?" The magistrate seemed to be very hesitant to agree to those terms. "You realize this contract is binding if I accept your terms?"
"I realize that." Elthas said. "I am providing that spark that you will need to reignite confidence in people's hearts. The Empire is rightfully the law now, and now you must reclaim the hearts of common folk." Elthas shifted his body weight gently. "Think of it as an investment for Radasanth's future."
"All right, Mr. Belthasar. You state a convincing case. I will need sometime to review the contract's details and go over other legal matters." The magistrate explained. "This sort of decision normally takes a month, but you came with the correct documentation and papers."
Elthas suddenly became very serious. He did not like the worm attempting to stop the wheels of progress. He narrowed his eyes. "You have one week."
***
Elthas was working in his office in Radasanth, now as officially part of The Radasanth Empire. In one fell swoop, he'd worked to increase the influence that The Trading Company wielded. He was going over various Trading Company documentation and work-force accounting. Initially, Elthas had arrived in Radasanth with a small group of about sixty skilled workers. Since then, The Trading Company had TRIPLED Radasanth's work force in a period of about two months. Elthas was going over charts and statistical data on his table, when one of the workers in his charge entered his office.
"Master Belthasar." The man said. "The new recruits are here waiting outside of the employment office."
"I will see to them personally." Elthas had a lot to smile about those days, in agreeing to accept Trading Company terms, he'd inevitably fucked The Empire over. However, he still needed to install the proper work-force needed to topped The Empire's regime once and for all. Elthas walked over towards Mark and smiled at him. "Let's go, Radasanth's workers needs us."
"As always, Elthas. It's time to stand up to The Empire." Mark responded.
"Not yet...we need to place agents in every facet of Radasanth's current regime." Elthas placed his fedora on. "In the meantime, we buy our time and do what we always do. Lead the waves of change."
A short time later, Elthas stood outside as a new group of volunteers for The Trading Company arrived. Elthas was a handsome man. He wore business suits all the time, and he dressed in typical Radasanth attire. His fedora was always worn with a slight tilt. He looked at the thirty-strong recent workers. The spark of revolution was lit. And Elthas would one day lead them all to FREEDOM.
"Gentlemen. Ladies." Elthas said to gathered workers, the numbers were growing. "Welcome to The Trading Company." And Elthas smiled.
He'd grabbed The Empire by the balls.
^(Enriler enter here)