Drums?! This Late?! (Personnel Event)

[Raikotsu Sudeki]

Leonidas laughed heartily.

"I'll admit that the Sudeki warriors I've met in battle have been fierce but all of them make your small frame look... well... small."

He scratched his beard again and let out sigh.

"I will not give you a single one of my men, just one of mine is easily worth 20 of theirs. But. I will let you go, as you are and without this weapon of power. You have until Dawn to return with the head of one of Xerxes Generals. Should you fail, then you are not worth the effort of even remembering, and if you be a traitor. I will happily remove your head from your body with your own weapon."

With that Leonidas would look up to the man holding Spike.

"Take him to the edge of the camp, and cut him cut him free."

Back to Spike.

"I do hope you come back Boy. I feel a great potential in you."

With that Leonidas would get back to working as Spike was lead to the edge of the camp and cut loose.

(Mini-Event unlocked: Infiltrate Xerxes camp, Kill a General and return to Leonidas.

Reward: Respect of Leonidas
Bonus: Use no Qi

500 word minimum)

[Sage Sudeki]

Spike would go willingly though before they reached the edge he would ask for a chance to stop where they pile their dead. He knew they were likely thrown from the cliffs, but there was no way they had the time for all of them. He'd ditch his clothes and put on the clothes of the enemy to at least blend in more. Making sure to grab Sudeki garb if he could tell them apart. He'd then finish the escort to the edge of the camp and he'd take off quickly into the bush to close the distance. Keeping in the shadows, keeping to the tricks he knew and his skills for sneaking and assassination.

He was pretty sure moving in the camp wouldn't be that big of a deal, it was getting into the camp. He would come out of the bushes almost stomping forward from an intense walk he decided to use. He heard it before he saw it, an arrow loosed from a lookout zipping right for him. He tilted himself enough to avoid it and glared at the guard as more showed up to point swords and spears at him. A few more archers. As he was approached he would ignore the weapons and approach the person as well brushing into and past blades threatening to pierce him as he almost but his head into the the person as he barked first.

"Immortals business, get your dirty weapons away from me slave, or I'll be paying your master for your life."

Everyone more or less seemed to look around at each other confused for a few moments at the trespasser yelling at them as if they were the ones who were in the wrong.

"I must speak with Void Sudeki now, my reconnaissance information is beyond valuable, get out of my way or answer to him."

In the clan for at least the last two thousand years or so there has always been a Void Sudeki in the clan. A name passed on to the person who would train their elites. This person exists in all times, the first person to be considered immortal among them even though it was several people wearing the same mask. This bought him the entry he needed and he continued onward storming off. Once he found a wash tent he would ditch most of the outer layer of clothes to look more relaxed, washing off his hands, feet, and face to look clean and making his way to an armory tent. Passing the guard with a small flick of his wrist to dismiss the slave who would be better off not talking back to his nobility at this point. Going inside he would take a simple enough curved dagger with a golden ornamental scabbard. Exiting with it now on display on his waist he would head towards the loudest party tent and slink in.

He would mingle with a few of the slave girls who were dancing. Grab a tray and cover it in drinks as he passed them to a table of soldiers with a big smile.

"Enjoy boys!"

Continueing around until he found a mark. He didn't want the lazy, the no good, the ones indulging. He wanted the serious mark, the one who shouldn't be in this tent and knows it. The out of place soldier type who was likely the one leading this tactical assault in the morning who had witnessed the many failures and punishments. It didn't take long to spot him. Large dark skinned man sitting quietly at a table looking at the party, but he had a far away look. He was pensive and unsure. The tankard on the table in front of him was full and hadn't moved the entire time he was looking at him. Perfect.

Spike would weave his way around and approach the general, leaning inwards.

"My lord, the Immortals say they have found a secret path behind the enemy. You must see it so we can plan our attack."

The words seemed to almost break him as he stood up to follow Sage. He lead the way out of the tent and out of camp.

"Where is this path?"

Spike would point at the foliage.

"The trees and brush bend over a path, if we open it up we can move a large number of lightly armored troops through it to pincer the Spartan fools."

He explained with joy. As the man inspected the bush and brush Spike struck leaping forward and slicing the dagger through the back of his knee's, ending his cry of pain rather abruptly by following the momentum of the slash into a spin and coming around to dig the dagger into his neck, placing the cold steel between his voice box and oral canal, leaving a quiet gurgle to be the only thing left. Ripping the knife out and slashing it across in a single swipe to relieve the neck of the head it held up. Spike would put the dagger away and grab both the head and body, dragging the body into the bushes which lead into the rock face, not even in the same direction as the spartan camp. Spike would grab some cloth from off a tent and wrap the head in it. Heading back to the washing tent he would pass some people and greet them as he went in. Putting the clothes from before back on, and tucking the blade into the not of the cloth.

Spike would leave the same way he came stopped once more by guards.

"Fools do you not see the dagger? This is another donation for the Spartan nobility to keep them from reinforcing the fool king of Sparta."

They seemed to know this and let him leave. Making his way back to the Spartan camp he would unwrap the head and hold it up for their sentries to see along with the dagger.

"A head of a general, and a gift. They are bribing your politicians with gold to keep them from sending you aid or assistance. You have been betrayed by the greedy."

[Raikotsu Sudeki]

The sentries escorted Spike back to Leonidas who was in the medical tent checking on his wounded and letting them gain hope from seeing their King in good spirits despite the death around them. Leonidas would wave the men away for the time being. After a short moment Leonidas would exit the tent and walk over to Spike, who was strangely unguarded.

"Ah, boy, you have returned, and with a gift it seems. Come to the fire let's eat and drink and you can share your tale with me and my men."

Before Spike could say anything Leonidas would walk towards the fire. It was apparent that seeing his wounded men was heavy for him. What he needed now was to be in the company of his men and share with them good news. When they made it to the roaring fire Leonidas would grab some meat and a soldier would bring him a glass of wine. Spike, too, was handed a wine cup.

"Alright boy, retail us with your tale."

[Sage Sudeki]

Spike looks around at the injured and stays quiet. Eventually he follows the king to the fire and tells them of what he did keeping the details intact. Though he added in one thing that didn't happen. He added that he heard some high ranking people at the party tent talk about bribing the Spartan politicians.

[Raikotsu Sudeki]

"Hmmm... it is worse than I feared. I must send word to my people at once."

Leonidas would whistle and a scout would come running.

"In the medical tent there is a young lad that lost an eye. Take this message and this dagger to him and have him make for home. We must warn our people."

With that the scout would leave. Leonidas would turn back to Spike.

"You've done well by us boy. For that, I have an announcement to make."

With that Leonidas wod stand.

"Men! Raise your drinks and cheer for today, another son of Sparta has been born!"

There would be loud cheering as the men raised their drinks in honor of Spike.

"So, will you join is in battle Spike, Son of Sparta?!"

[Sage Sudeki]

Spike would raise his cup and join the cheer.

"It would be my honor."

He'd drink deep of the cup of wine and let out a roar when it was emptied.

[Raikotsu Sudeki]

As Spike finished his drink there was a loud cry!

"They've broken through!"

Everyone was in their feet and grabbing their weapons and armor and rush for the front line. Leonidas would look at Spioe.

"Boy! With me!"

Leonidas would run into a tent set up to the side! If Spike followed he would see as Leonidas equipped his personal equipment. Spike would also notice more Spartan armor and weapons!

[Sage Sudeki]

Spike would follow after and grab what he could quickly put on. A helmet, a shield a sword and spear. Ripping his top off completely revealing the large dragon tattoo starting on his right fore arm snaking around his arm and around to his back. Turning to Leonidas he would clang the sword on the sword on his shield.

[Raikotsu Sudeki]

"To battle!"

Leonidas would charge from the tent to the battlefield! What they met was carnage! Spartan and Persian alike slicing and dicing each other! But without any hesitation Leonidas leapt forward and impaled two Persians with his spear decapitating the third with his sword!

But Spike would have no time to gawk as three charged him!