[spoiler]Im back! I just like making stories. Also, write what colors the House of Stone's colors were. Just curios[/spoiler] Olympus Mons. Taller than Mount Everest by more than twice the size. But most importantly, unexplored since the fall of the godly Golden Age. Now a new threat emerges. The Fallen House of Stone. Bearing the colors of white and gray. But they mostly run cloaked, giving them an unnatural "floating snow" effect many Guardians have reported. With their Prime Servitor either missing or destroyed, they struggle to survive under the extremely low temperatures of Olympus Mons. Their Kell, Chelchis, has a lot on his plate. "Have you found the Great Machine yet?" Chelchis asks one of his guards with a low, almost dead tone. "Great news! We have a trail of the Great Machine! One of the lesser Vandals finally piped up," said the Kells Guard. "Where? My followers are planning an anarchy against me, or so I'm told," Chelchis asked. The Guard says,"It runs under the name 'Kapis Reporn.'" "Let's go! Gather the Barons and Telas, so we can make plans to get 'Kapis' back!" Demands the angry Kell. "Well that's going to be a problem," hesitantly the Guard. "Why?" Asked Chelchis. "Because the House of Winter stole it. We need either a tactical team or a full on attack!" Said the Guard. "Then tactical team it is then," Chelchis told his Guard in an almost soothing voice. "Why not an attack," asked the Guard. "We might as well not make anymore enemies than we already have," Chelchis said, explaining it to the Guard like a bedtime story. "Ok, you are the Kell, after all," said the Guard, reassuring the Kell. The Guard walked out, gathering the Barons and Telas, the Houses Archon, for a meeting. The Guard walked in, with everyone he was told to get. "Just warning you, you'll need to find the Ketch," warned the Guard. "Why?" Asked Chelchis and Telas in unison. "Because the House of Winter is located on Venus, Ishtar Sink," said the Guard. Silence. After one or two hours, they made a plan. They were to gather the their most silent assassin team, a secret mission, unknown by others. Later that evening, Chelchis found his Ketch, then called the Guard up to his throne room. "What do you request my service for?" Asked the Guard. "You're not a guard. You're the newest Baroness!" Exclaimed the Kell. "Thank you, very much!" Said the new Baroness, excitement in her voice. "Now tell the others, we leave for Venus tomorrow," grimly spoke the Kell,"Also, tell them this poem. It is of trust, and what happens if they betray me." [i]This, is the Law of the Jungle. As old, and as true as the sky. The wolf that shall keep it may Prosper, but the wolf that shall break it, must die. As the creeper that girdles the tree trunk, the Law runnith forward and back, for the Strength of the pack is the wolf, and the strength of the wolf Is the Pack.[/i] Open