Kingdom of Evers'ilance

[Final Warrior]

Final Warrior: Goddamn that idiot... *Walks to window, yells out.* Get the Elites up here, now!

*Seconds later, a troop of 6 cloaked figures run up to the Final Warrior.*

Final Warrior: I have a friend out somewhere in the wilderness. Find him. His name is Vox. Supposedly being tormented by death. You've got less then 50 moons.

Cloaked Figure 1: Final Warrior, sir, will we need to help him in any other way?

Final Warrior: I don't know, Jayna. Andur, you will lead this hunt.

*The fourth cloaked figure speaks up*

Andur: I, sir? But I am new.

Final Warrior: Everyone gets a taste of command. You can take off your hoods, by the way.

*The figures take off the shrouding hoods. It seems that the Elitles are a rag-tag bunch, with 3 men, 2 women, and a half-Human, half-Phoenix. The half-Phoenix speaks up. Its voice is like a sweet melody, like Phoenix song.*

Half-Phoenix: Good sir, shall I begin scouting out the area?

Final Warrior: Mmm, Phenixlyn.

[BigShot]

*another human uncloaks himself *

???:Hello, im kinda stuck here, who is in charge of your group here? what? my name? yes that would be helpful wouldnt it? My name is Nare Reims of Clan CaraCara deep in the desert. Im here on a quest that i am not at liberty to discuss.

[Final Warrior]

Final Warrior: Hmm? A new Elite?

Andur: I am sorry sir, but he joined us a while back, on the last mission.

Final Warrior: Then we are missing one?

Andur: He turned on us. This is the first time Nare has been here.

Final Warrior: And of the clan CaraCara... I am the leader of this group. I am the Final Warrior. This is my home, in the Kingdom of Evers'ilance. The others will introduce themselves. Do you need help with this quest of yours?

[BigShot]

Nare: Im on a journey of enlightenment, so by allowing me to journey with you it would be help enough. You say you are from this kingdom? this is the first kingdom i have travled to, quite hard to imagine how such a large group of beings could unite under one banner...the tribes in the desert have had wars since the beginning, we do have allies but many more enemies.

[Tacitus]

((Final, you need to make a responce to what I did in the Deus Ex RP, I don't want to just assume I've found a air shaft to get out or that I killed all the guards.))

*Ainar and Ren have spent their time improving their weapons, and designing new and better Technological marvels, including what would in the future be considered a form of Power Armor or Mobile Suit. It stands just over 12 feet tall and has some of the larger weapons they have created in each hand. Ammo is stored on the back and run through belts or tubes to the weapon. Slight Anti-magic runes pulsate across it.*

((Think of an APU from the Matrix, but not open in the front))

[Final Warrior]

Final Warrior: How fast can that thing move, Ainar?

[Tacitus]

Ainar: Mine can't go very fast, its made for destruction. I'd say it maxes out at 10 MPH. Ren's on the other hand is pure speed, with minimal weapons. It can top out at around 30 to 40 MPH. These things have a power source that should last a good three hundred years as well, and thats without refining the core to it's maximum potential. Watch this.

*The two line up next to each other and Ainar drops a small device on the ground between them. After a few moments the device fires small projectiles into the air and the two begin firing on them with extreme accuracy.*

[BigShot]

Nare: How did you ever discover a way to build a behemoth machine like that? something like that might bring about massive death and destruction

[Tacitus]

*While Ren continues, Ainar exits what is now named the Morguldan, he turns to Nare.*

Ainar: I am the Tech Warrior, I know how such things are to be built. I could make such a machine with sticks and stones if I had to. You need a firearm, you come to me. You need Weapons of Mass Destruction, you come to me. You got a mage that just wont die? You come to me.

*He produces a small ball from his pack, it has small diamond tipped spikes running along it in three spherical lines. He presses a small button and the spikes jab out slightly and within a bright blue light shines. This is the Frugher Device, specifically designed to destroy a Mage, more specifically an evil Mage, from the inside out, starting with his soul.*

((BTW, in your sig its supposed to be))

God creates Dinosaurs, God destroys dinosaurs, God creates man, man destroys God, man destroys man, woman inherits the earth.

((ok, mine might have flaws, haven't seen it in forever, but its closer than yours...))

[Final Warrior]

Final Warrior: We need a good, fast messenger. Someone that could make it to Evers'ilance, the city, and back with minimal stops.

[Tacitus]

Ainar: Not to belittle the abilities of the Morguldan, but I can travel faster than even the fastest Djinn on foot, if I so chose to have the need.

Ren: I've never seen you run in all the years I've known you, especially not anywhere near as fast as any Djinn.

[Final Warrior]

Final Warrior: ... We need a runner. That is all I can say. Someone to warn the King... if he still lives.

Wolfz: If?

Final Warrior: He is ancient. Human-wise, anyways. We keep a special potion for him. It won't prevent death, only lengthen life. For a while, an how.

[SageofShadow]

Sam: I can go.

Final Warrior: I highly doubt your in the position to be asking for a 200 mile run.

Sam: I am fast just like my father and I can reach the king in 2 days.

Final Warrior: Ainar, should this boy be our runner?

[Tacitus]

Ainar: Why would we need a runner when I can get there in less than a few nanoseconds? I'd rather not put him in any danger if there be some along the way. Traveling alone across the land, even at high speeds, can be very dangerous. I'd rather do it myself.

[Final Warrior]

Final Warrior: Sorry, Sam. Ainar, go. Go now.

[bamthedoc]

Wolfz: I'd tend to agree. Ainar, fare well on your journey. And...GOD's speed be with you.

[Tacitus]

*Mists seem to rise from the ground as Ainar takes the potion. Sparks of electricity runs though the cloud, and with a flash, he is gone. Within the next few seconds he will arrive at the Kings side, regardless of his location.*

[Final Warrior]

King: Wha-? Oh! Ainar...?

Ainar: Hello, Sire. The Final Warrior requires the assistance of your army.

King: What for?

Ainar: An Orc army marches towards Evalia.

King: *Hands a paper to Ainar* Take this to my general. And tell Raphael his time has come.

[thebastardsword]

OT: well well well, if it isnt my good friend vespire....hahaha, those were the good old days!
I will be using Lord Arron from page eight of the rpr submission.

Bot:
*a mysterious figure arises from the corner of the room*
???: I believe i can be of service, I come from the tribe or Ro, what is your dispostion?

[Tacitus]

((bah,. not in an IC mood for BF, huge fight on Gaia thats takin forever))

*Ainar does as he is told.*