Thread: joining the nations(darknessembraced & DK)

Not a problem hon, I asside from being patient- I never get mad if you take a while to reply because it would make me a hypocrite. Your post is fine, that's about the length it should be. The only complaint I have is that I think having a separation between the characters sections would be nice, but it isn't strictly needed. After a long week of awkward first steps and rigorous training, Castiel finally felt like he had something of a handle on his powered armor. Indeed, it was starting to feel like an extension of his body instead of merely a tool. The future that had been stolen from his people so long ago was finally in reach. All he had to do was was reach out and take it. So, boy. What do you think of his handiwork? Torvald grinned cheerily as he fitted a large calibre chaingun to the frame of the armor with a metalic scrape. The prince couldn't help but give a wicked smile as he envisioned the head of an Oni chief impaled upon his shoulder spike. It is far better than I could have imagined! The elderly orc emerged from a nearby shed, his arms full of strange glass panes. Glad you like it, fancypants... he dumped the armload with a hollow crash.don't mind those...just a little experiment... As curious as he was, Castiel knew better than to poke his aristocraticly fine nose where it did not belong. Now, since you are gifted with some mana I can give you a very special gift. He pulled out a small shining orb.This is a mana driver, what it does is it multiplies your mana force exponentially and allows the armor to reach its fullest potential. Unfortunately, it generates a huge amount of heat in the process, so try not to burn youself to death. The chalk white orc quickly busied himself connecting the thing to the armor. Thanks...I'll be sure to do...that? He said rather perplexed at the elders strange gesture. Torvald gave a somber look as he interrupted the strange exchange. Prince, I am sad to say but you will have to leave here soon if you want to reach Ra'sel's territory before too many other prospective princes try take their part of him. It has already been too long. The hand of the high princess was quite a prize indeed, and no doubt was being pursued by scores of men. He had to go, there was no more time. His people were suffering under the lack of progress. His marriage to the princess was the only way forward for them. I will set out at dawn. He said with great determination as he slowly unhooked himself from his armor. Ra'sel was growing increasingly uneasy. There had been three more men to visit his village, looking for his head. All had arrived by themselves, none had chosen to observe the rituals of single combat. How very disapointing. For all the bluster about civilization and culture, humans had no real honor or respect for death. It seemed that the disease had spread to his brothers too... So many sister tribes raped and pillaged the border settlements, for no other reason than to gain money and women? That was not their way! War was a glory and a celebration of life! Not a means to conquest. Had they truly forgotten the old ways so completely? Had they been so seduced by the human ways? The Oni chief towered over most human men by a head, his skin was colored like blood and rust mixed. Its texture was like coarse gravel stuck to sandpaper and shone faintly against the roaring fire. Unlike their orc cousins oni did not have tusks, they had large,blunt horns that swept back behind them like a helmet. He could smell his female ally the moment she entered his home, however he could not spare the moment to speak to her till he finished the purification ritual. He had been forced to kill yet another unprepared prince who thought he could kill a chief. The leader stripped naked and doused himself in sweet smelling oil, his skin softened to a velvety smoothness as the oil trickled down his extremely lean form. Slowly, a low, gutteral rumble rose from his chest as he began his prayer. Gods of life! He began in his language,I have another soul for you to shepard to the great afterlife! He has died bravely for his people, he has fought well for his people, he has lived well for his people. Please guide him to your side. Th warriors skin hardened again, resuming its gravel like stony-ness as he lit his oil soaked body on fire. In a flash, the sweet smell engulfed the room as the flames flashed to life, then died as quickly as they rose leaving Ra'sel's body untouched. Vanya...what have you heard of the human kingdoms? He asked without looking around.