Evermore

[sampson x]

((These events occurred just before some of the previous ones...I think you can figure it out.))
Retta Yoto cooly glided his way into his banquet. Greeting those who approached him, Retta Yoto smiled to himself in satisfaction. This party was going well, but soon he would need to find out Atlas' plans for the city after the battle. He did not need a competitor for control of the city.

Manuevering his way through the crowd, Retta made his way to Atlas table. However, he watched as Atlas got up from the table and left. Retta cocked his head, Interesting...

Following from a distance, Retta watched as Atlas approached Sierra, not only the most beautiful girl to have walked the streets of Yitai, but also the secret desire of Retta's heart. Rage burned inside Retta as he clenched his fists. He was about to start a brawl when an idea came to him. An evil grin spread across his face.

Retta made his way back to Atlas' table where he noticed his own Zhash and one of Atlas' attendees talking. Zhash slipped a letter to what Retta correctly assumed was a messenger. As the messenger passed by Retta, Retta grabbed the messenger by the shoulder, "Excuse me, but are you headed back to Atlas' castle?"

"Yes your highness, may I do anything for you?"

"Yes, take this message back to Kelli. It's important and could change her life."

Retta dictated a short message about Atlas' courtship with Sierra, then sent the messenger on his way. He dropped a few extra coins in the messenger's hands, "Just for the trouble."

 

[dramaking]

Atlas turned to Zhashban.

"As a politician I must level with you. I am a soldier, and I need advise in the strategy of this kingdom. In private I must explain my personal history with The Count Exeter. Meet me in my chamber." Atlas said these things and left the hall.

When he arrived in his chamber he took out a hard wooden statue with a steel skeleton. Then he took out his blade and practiced cutting it down. His blade moved like a blur, tearing the wood off the dummy and the air shattering with his blows

 

[sampson x]

Zhash hesitated, looking over to Scott, unsure if he should leave the party so quickly. However, Scott seemed to be doing quite well on his own, and Zhash decided no one else would miss him.

Darting out of the party unnoticed, Zhash made his way to Atlas' residence. Making sure nobody was near, Zhash knocked on the wooden door, "It's Zhash, I'm here." Zhash listened, but all he heard were muffled cracks and bangs as if someone was taking a real beating, or something.

Deciding it could be Atlas himself, Zhash swung the door open to find Atlas taking it all out on a wooden dummy. Wood shavings were already piling up. Zhash just stood there for a second, stunned.

 

[dramaking]

Atlas' eyes flashed in the firelight. With one final blow he severed the head from it's steel and wooded moorings. He turned and, wiping saw dust off the blade, sliced it. Drawing blood. Atlas seemed not to notice and turned toward Zhash. His eyes were grave and his tone icy.

"Sit down. What I say will shock you. I have had a more than checkered past. I have lied countless times about my history and countless more about my present.
I do not know who my parents are, I do not know my name. Atlas has been in my mind for as long as I can remember but I know not from where it came. I was raised by a rebel politician. I entered the Amorian Military as a spy for him but the power turned my double agent. My guilt at what I did under the imperial banner brought me to be a triple agent. My skills as a warrior brought me to be a General, and I spend my time "hunting" down rebels. I would aid those I could but some were little more than guerilla warriors. At a time when my title of General was little more than a title and I only controlled a dozen men I attacked a group of the most efficient guerillia fighters in the kingdom. We wiped them out only because one of their leaders turned traitor. I befriended him and I stayed as a "guest" with him as a spy among them to see whether they should be helped or destroyed. While their I learned of his history, and was forced to assist in some of their raids. He was a nobleman. Forced out of his position by the empire. His name was Count Exeter of the House of Montagrief.
He learned much of me, and after we moved in he betrayed us. My team was murdered and I barely survived with my life. After gaining much power I destroyed all of him. His riches, his reputation, his prestige and his power. All for revenge. But now he has returned. He has rebuilt and is now begining to remove all that is precious to me. That is the story. That is the truth."

 

[WhiteLily]

*Kelli began to explore more. She was also looking for Dominic. She wanted to return to the castle so Remial wouldn't worry. Kelli couldn't find Dominic.* Colonel? Colonel! I need to speak with you! *Kelli called as she entered the throne room*

 

[boxers]

"Why thank you" Scott said smiling. He hadn't smiled in a while so it looked strange on him. After the song was over he invited Sierra back to his table

 

[dramaking]

Colonel Dominic was not in the throne room, but he ran into it. When he finally arrived he reached her.

"Yes, Kelli? You wanted me?"

 

[WhiteLily]

Yes, I want to go home. Remial will be worried.
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*Sierra nodded and smiled looking at the floor as they sat at his table* Thank you for the dance Sire

 

[sampson x]

Atlas' eyes flashed in the firelight. With one final blow he severed the head from it's steel and wooded moorings. He turned and, wiping saw dust off the blade, sliced it. Drawing blood. Atlas seemed not to notice and turned toward Zhash. His eyes were grave and his tone icy.

"Sit down. What I say will shock you. I have had a more than checkered past. I have lied countless times about my history and countless more about my present.
I do not know who my parents are, I do not know my name. Atlas has been in my mind for as long as I can remember but I know not from where it came. I was raised by a rebel politician. I entered the Amorian Military as a spy for him but the power turned my double agent. My guilt at what I did under the imperial banner brought me to be a triple agent. My skills as a warrior brought me to be a General, and I spend my time "hunting" down rebels. I would aid those I could but some were little more than guerilla warriors. At a time when my title of General was little more than a title and I only controlled a dozen men I attacked a group of the most efficient guerillia fighters in the kingdom. We wiped them out only because one of their leaders turned traitor. I befriended him and I stayed as a "guest" with him as a spy among them to see whether they should be helped or destroyed. While their I learned of his history, and was forced to assist in some of their raids. He was a nobleman. Forced out of his position by the empire. His name was Count Exeter of the House of Montagrief.
He learned much of me, and after we moved in he betrayed us. My team was murdered and I barely survived with my life. After gaining much power I destroyed all of him. His riches, his reputation, his prestige and his power. All for revenge. But now he has returned. He has rebuilt and is now begining to remove all that is precious to me. That is the story. That is the truth."

Zhashban took a seat slowly, his head always toward Atlas, not entirely sure that he wouldn't suddenly turn into an evil orc and smite him.

Zhashban listened carefully, his eyes narrowing at parts that he did not completely understand. As Atlas finished, Zhash took a deep breath before letting the awkward silence settle. Finally, he could take it no longer and Zhash spoke up, "I admire you even more for what you've just done. However, this situation needs attending to. This will be no simple matter. If you're on the wrong side of count Exeter, you are on the wrong side indeed. As I said before, his power stretches to even here in Yitai. I would not doubt if some of Retta Yoto's top advisors were in direct allegiance with Count Exeter. You must proceed with caution. I have a few ideas, but I'd like to hear yours first, if you have any."

 

[dramaking]

"I have none, other than riding to his home and merely cutting him down. But that is not enough, not now. I left him alive after ruining his life. Now I do not know. I trusted my instict and it has threatened to ruin me. I may have an idea later but as of now I only know my limitations, I know I have no choice of leaving Yitai for a while. He has all of the cards in his hand. We must play carefully.

 

[sampson x]

Zhash shook his head in near despair. He had not really had a real plan, but had hoped to build off one of Atlas'. There was one sure thing, "The messenger should reach Remial soon. He may know what to do. Also, Scott may be of some help if he doesn't get too drunk in love."

 

[ringmaster]

the message arrived early the next morning, remial was instructed to meet atlas wherever he was, and he was to be taken their by the messanger post haste while leavingone of atlas' leaders in charge of the city. Remial packed his things and left with the servant and two of his most trusted soldiers.

 

[dramaking]

OOC: I am assuming that you have arrived already

After Remial arrived Atlas was extremely happy for himself, he showed this by demonstrating his all time strongest friendship with Remial. He almost smiled.

"Zhashban explain. I am going to get a drink. A large drink."

 

[sampson x]

Zhashban also smiled when Remial arrived, but soon lost it when Atlas excused himself. He had been expecting Atlas to do the talking. Oh well, this is what I do for a living.

Zhashban turned to Remial and his soldiers, "You may want to excuse your guard if they are not on your most trusted guard...Wait, never mind. I'm sure they are."

Nevertheless, Zhash waited a second incase Remial really did want to excuse his soldiers before continuing, "There's a crisis involving Kelli and possibly Atlas himself. Count Exeter has been found to be living in your city and has taken Kelli captive. He nearly holds Atlas's life in his hands. We called you because we will need your tactical thinking and good advice for finding a proper course of action."

 

[dramaking]

ooc: You realize Remial's knowledge of politics are nil times negative enfinity

 

[WhiteLily]

ooc: Real life or in here? Lol jk

 

[ringmaster]

ooc: both i prefer to stay away from polotics just call me ptolemy

ic: " you sent for me sir?" " o and as long as we are ordering drinks ill take a pint"

 

[sampson x]

((Whoops. I'll edit))

 

[sampson x]

((Allright, ignore my first post to Remial))

Zhash sighed as he saw Atlas walk away, How am I supposed to explain what's happening to this political nonparticipater? Oh well, it's what I do for a living.

Turning to Remial, Zhash cleared his throat, "We have bad news. Kelli has been captured by an enemy of Atlas. We may need your help."

 

[dramaking]

OOC: Ptolemy is the ultimate name for him I am Alexander the Great, he is my leading General, he gets Egypt. He is a military lunatic and I know politics