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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/22/2017 4:49:05 AM
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"If you anger him, then I.."
[i]Camela would bring her gaze to David then, before sighing and shaking her head as they carried onwards. She didn't feel comfortable, about admitting that she would have to attack David if ordered.[/i]
[i]They were approaching the palace steps, when Camela blurted out.[/i] "So about these space turtles.."
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"Main troops are 800 pounds, highly miltarized, lots of guns that hurt, and have done a shit load of blowing up stars and solar systems."
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"...I could take a few in melee." [i]Camela would mutter, as the two of them would reach the top of the stairs, the massive palace before them.[/i] "Here we are. I hope that you are ready?"
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"I am ready, I promise."
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[i]At that, Camela nodded, as she entered the courtroom, leading David within.[/i] [spoiler][url=https://youtu.be/WlgNSm5EmCA]King Armillion Theme - Baratheon Standard[/url][/spoiler] [i]The throne room was massive in design, the long hallway brightly lit by the windows that would cast the sunlight's rays upon the inhabitants, of which had parted to reveal a pathway for Camela and David to approach the mighty, golden throne ahead. The Lionknight nodded towards David one last time, as they approached the King of Lions.[/i] [i]Armillion was a mighty man, even if he was old. He was towering, at seven feet tall, his bulk still retaining throughout the years: he looked like he could crush one's head if he wished to. His great grey mane of a beard flickered with remnants of golden blonde, deep blue eyes staring the approaching duo, as loyal Camela would stop and kneel before speaking.[/i] "My King. This young man, good in heart, is David: representative of the Dojo, an good defender of this alternate world." "He may approach." [i]The robed king would say, nodding towards David's figure.[/i]
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Edited by Splashback77: 1/1/2018 2:52:42 AMDavid approached, he only stood at about 6 feet tall, looked to be in his early twenties. Not a scar on his face, nor wrinkle. His armor which was shaded to a white trimmed with gold gleamed. His dark brown hair was combed over for this meeting, his eyes a greyish-blue like a stormcloud, but today, they were more blue. "Hello, Armillion," David adressed. By his tone of voice, he was very serious, his eyes stared over the king. He stood still, refusing to bow.
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[i]The king would let out something of a deep chuckle, at the sight of David not bowing. He would lean up from his seat, those deep, aging eyes studying the Titan.[/i] "You already remind me of my younger self. Stern. Strong. Bit of a rebel to the more formal ways. I like it. Camela." [i]Armillion beckoned the knightess forwards, as she would take one final look at David, before approaching the king and turning around, in guard of him. Her gilded armor shined in the light, as three more armored men and women came into guard of Armillion: the Lionknights.[/i]
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Edited by Splashback77: 1/1/2018 2:54:08 AMDavid seemed different. He looked to the old king of Trayve. Something was unsettling about him. Something told Armillion that he was more than an ambassador. He had his own purpose for coming to Trayve. His own reason. The Titan did not remain silent: "Beidh an rí éagórach ag titim. Má luíonn rí lena mhuintir, braitheann sé iad. Is féidir liom a bheith mar ambasadóir ar an Dojo, ach is mise ambasadóir na ndaoine. Gheobhaidh mé an fhírinne, cuirfidh sé na daoine ar an eolas agus ardóidh siad leo. Ní rachaidh mé ar aon rí ná polaiteoir. Is é mo mhuintir ná na daoine, a gcearta, a saoirsí, a gcosaint, agus taispeánfaidh mé dóibh conas dul i ngleic más gá dom." The words were spoken in the tongue of the Earth country Ireland. If one were to understand the words he spoke, they would be impressed with his courage. David would speak again, "I may be an ambassador, but, I must warn you: I can be much, much, more. I bow to no one. I stand with the people." [spoiler]Translation: The unjust king will fall. If a king lies to his people, he has betrayed them. I may have been sent as an ambassador of the Dojo, but I am the ambassador of the people. I will find the truth, inform the people, and rise with them. I bow to no king or politician. My devotion is to the people, their rights, their freedoms, their protection, and I will show them how to fight if I need to.[/spoiler]
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[i]Armillion would grin, at that, before clapping his hands together. A few of the members of the court did as well. For a split second, Camela smiled a little, though she would return to being emotionless and silent.[/i] "Well spoken. My daughter, Freya - godspeed her recovery - would appreciate you if she was still awake. Even as she spares you of a lion's dominance, and pursues alliances instead of conquering. What are your terms to an alliance, Dojo warrior? Or would you hear my own?"
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"The Dojo gets invaded.... often. Backup when their forces can't fight it off easily, that's one thing that could be set in stone," David listed.
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"Very well. But this backup needs a leader. Would anyone wish to volunteer? Anyone?" [i]The throne room was silent, before a woman spoke up.[/i] "My King." "Ah, Camela." [i]Armillion nodded towards his Lionknight.[/i] "Yet you are sworn to oath, to protect and serve the king." "And in times of need, when leadership is due.. can that oath be expelled, as shown by other Lionknights in the past?" [i]Armillion sighed, then.[/i] "Very well."
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"We appreciate your effort," David nodded, "So far."
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"Anything else, then?" [i]The titan of a king would then mutter, leaning forwards to face David.[/i]
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"Not in the immediate thought," David replied. He stared the king right in the eyes.
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"Very well, then. In return, you shall agree to taxes, for our support if your Dojo is ever assaulted. Denial of such fees will result in a withdrawal of our support. Is that clear?"
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"Understood. Just don't ask to pay in virgins, because there's not many of those."
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"Ha!" [i]The king boomed with laughter then, while the court would follow. Some awkwardly, some chuckling as well. Though the Lionknights remained lifeless and silent, outside of Camela, who did grin slightly.[/i] "Ah. We have plenty of virgins and whоres in Trayve. No - weapons, armor, resources, your currency - credits, I believe? Turn that into gold, and I will accept."
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"Dojo accepts all currencies, but we'll pay this tax in gold."
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"Good! Additionally, I ask that Trayve has possession over some land in your Tatakai. We must expand, after all."
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Edited by Splashback77: 12/24/2017 9:19:54 PM"That's.... a bit... overboard. Where is this land?" He asked.
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"It's simple: I want a piece of land. What of.. Khalosh? The city of Khalosh?"
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"This matter will need to be discussed with the leaders of that city."
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"[i]This matter[/i] should be discussed now. But no matter, Titan." [i]Armillion would boom, as he would then stand from his seat and stare down upon David.[/i] "You shall find yourself at home, in Trayve. My knightess, Camela, shall accompany you once more."
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Edited by Splashback77: 3/29/2018 4:43:54 AM"Khalosh... is not owned by the Dojo, I don't think. The city has its own leader. I am an ambassador of the Dojo. Not Khalosh. This is something you would need you consult those it that city for."
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"I will consult that city with gold, or with fire and death, little boy. Now, go - I believe that our negotiations are settled."
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He nodded. He would leave to return to the archives.
