Thread: Apocalyptic Warlord (Theris and Izzy325)

Kane sat atop his warhorse, the early dawn light just breaking over the horizon. The blasted skeletal trees around him hiding his troops. The human race had blasted itself into oblivion during the last war, over two hundred years ago. Now a new Dark Ages had begun, where the strong rule, and the weak are ground beneath their boot. A few miles away there was a small village, the Warlord's next target. He had been able to unite the bandits in the area, forced them into service. Now they would die for him, having successfully dethroned the power hungry wannabees in the area. His Fortress was a few miles away in the opposite direction, built on the edge of the scorched forest. As he mused one of his scouts returned My lord, the dawn comes and the village is waking, the nights guards are tired and the rest have yet to awaken he reported. Kane nodded grimly, he needed the people in the villages, they would make good workers for his growing kingdom, and this land was fertile, good for crops. Raising his hand he called out forward and the forest moved around him. Over a hundred warriors at his command, another thirty back at the castle, his army. They marched closer as the sun rose higher and eventually broke through the treetops. He sat atop his horse looking at the sleepy village, the guards stumbling in lazy circles, and the first few people rising for the new day. Take Them! he bellowed, his roar of a voice disturbing the still of the morning. His men cried out, screaming as they charged the village, the guards crying out in surprise and fear. Many of them turning to run, while others stood there numb as the army descended upon them. His men were not armed with the blades and guns that he normally would have them carry, instead they carried clubs, slings, and bolas. They were to take as many alive as possible, men who fought back would have the chance to join his army, men who did not would work the fields, women would cook and clean and keep his men in order, and the girls would breed. The battle was quick, and would have been called a slaughter if his men had carried any real weapons. As it was the guards and menfolk of the village were clubbed into submission, though that fought back divided from those who had not. Kane walked up and down the village streets, inspecting his new holdings, and his new people. They were divided, as he had ordered, and he took his time looking over them, starting with the men who had fought. They weren't very impressive, mostly just brave, that much was clear. Still, there was enough of them that had put up a decent fight to swell his ranks a little. As he walked down the line he spoke You are mine now, this village is mine now, your sons and daughters are mine... Know that I am a fair ruler... so long as you bow to me. he says. He had been able to keep his men controlled during the raid, and their hadn't been any raping or severe looting. Mostly the fight had been so short that their hadn't been time. As he looked at his prizes one of the girls stood out, a brunette with piercing blue eyes. He pointed at her, You, come here girl... what is your name he asked her, once she came to a stop in-front of him. He stood before her, wearing a heavy suit of scrap metal armor, no helmet and a cap of furs descending down his back. His intense gaze on the girl in-front of him. He looked like a god of death, his demons around her people, and his black eyes watching, waiting.