The Voice of the Dragon King (Open/Event)

[David B.]

Bernard seemed to blink, as though he was confused.

"I'm sorry, are you not-"

He glanced around.

"Your aura is quite obvious, especially to us."

[Mathew Amtrum]

His eyes narrowed.

"Is that so..."

[Blake Oleander]

He'd keep moving with the group, fuck any of these guys that underestimated him because of his condition.

[Bailey Oleander]

Bailey raised a brow at the man's comment directed towards Eric. His aura was one they recognized, apparently as easily as breathing. And they seemed to have assumed or been mistaken about something.

She retained her silence, listening for now. Whatever her own thoughts were on the matter, she kept her counsel to herself.

[Avice Locke]

Avice would be looking around. Wondering if they would be the only ones to answer this "invitation".

Avice was a betting girl for sure and with this number of people and comfortable camping she almost presumed that if hundreds of cabal showed up then they intended to be here for days on end. If Cabal left it to just us lot... She was willing to bet these people were here to prove a point and worse off send a message.

She'd just remain quiet and follow the others.

[Krane Asiv]

Krane would grunt. Annoyed at being touched let alone in a friendly manner not earned. At the comment he would look back at Cabal then to the man.

"It was not that far... Also he is a squad leader, he is supposed to have a plan. Why would anyone come out here without a plan?"

He was sure this man had brain damage of some kind.

[David B.]

Krane would find the man undeterred by his attitude.

"Far for a Godling, methinks!"

He gave a boisterous laugh, looking back at Eric.

"It is so, but your secrets are your secrets. Time for the festival!"

They arrived at the area where several circles were plotted out with fences. Inside them, great dirt pits where two men were fighting each other. There were more than enough of this forty foot circles for each of those from Cabal to fight. Bernard hopped up on a platform, raising his hands.

"Friends! Our guests from Cabal have arrived. Eric Cunningham, Krane Asiv, Bailey Blake, Avice Lock and Blake Oleander have come to test our mettle! We shall have battle, then we will make merry!"

An individual stepped up to each of the warriors from cabal, each saying some version of "Please, follow me."

Before leading them each away to their own circle.

Kyrie would find that David was not there, having left to somewhere in central 259 for some peace talks, one of the assistants in the command center notifying her as she entered.

OOC: You may each post once more before following.

Fight to save your face (Eric/Round 1)

Limbs? Where we're going, we don't need limbs. (Avice/Round 1)

Why's your last name his first name? [Bailey/Round 1)

Show me the Kraken! (Krane/Round 1)

Them's some fucked appendages (Blake/Round 1)

[Kyrie Blaze]

Kyrie exhaled silently and unnoticeably.

"Okay. Where is Leon?"

[David B.]

She blinked back.

"I'm....not entirely sure. He doesn't give us updates on his whereabouts, like David does. Perhaps he went along?"

[Kyrie Blaze]

"...perhaps. I do not have an abundant amount of time to track him down over this, as it seems we have been invited to a peaceful competition of sorts, by..." She trailed off, finally taking a look at what was written. "King Arcuturus, High Elder of Dragonhearth."

A brow lifted and she looked back at the assistant.

"...undoubtedly, Leon would revel in the chance to beat someone without repercussions." She extended the scroll. "Would you give it to him, then? And inform David when he returns?"

It seemed an amicable arrangement to her.

[David B.]

She nodded.

"Right away."

She'd take it, and turn back to move across the room as Kyrie would be free to go.

[Kyrie Blaze]

So Kyrie went!

Back out and along the direction the others left in, curious as to who came with the good King Arcuturus.

[David B.]

Kyrie would find the same encampment, the original man that started talking to Eric earlier giving her an actual bow.

"Shadow Dragon. Welcome."

He'd gesture.

"We have someone here for you to fight, in a circle all your own."

He'd lead her over to her circle.

OOC:

Enter the Dragon (Kyrie/Round 1)

[Kyrie Blaze]

Kyrie's hand clasped to a fist and crossed her chest, and she gave a nod of acknowledgement.

"Marvelous."

So she would let him lead on, and followed with a roll of her shoulders.

[David B.]

The earth rumbled. In the distance, screams could be heard, massive explosions rattling the trees. Horns continued to blow as all the fighters would be led to the edge of the campgrounds. As they moved they would notice everyone around them coming out of tents in full battle gear, some slight differences between the outfits such as color and armaments.



Up in front was the older man from before, who'd fought Krane. He stood up on a large wooden box that had been brought over for him. There was agreat field across from them, and the people would see a large swathing army marching in their direction, coming from the small outlying town near the border of 259 and 234. They wore clear cut outfits, disgnating their territory.

102.

The men and women shouted, holding aloft swords, spears and halberds. The man drew his sword slowly as his body began to shimmer, a full set of futuristic armor forming around his body. He turned back to his people.

"ROUND TWO, my friends! Whether you were lost in round one or not, it doesn't matter. Your sword is welcome on the field. To win this round requires two parts. Kill the most enemies, and do not die."

He laughed and raised his sword.

"MAY THE BEST WARRIOR WIN!"

He turned and jumped off the box and started sprinting at the enemy, his 500 soldiers screaming and blitzing forward.

To war.

/End thread

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