11-09-2007, 04:25 AM
The two elementals, however, were busy talking…what about? The upcoming battle…it was on everyone’s minds, that when Aredhon finally returned with the Seraphs, that they would launch an assault to wipe Khaine off the face of the earth…pity Fate had such other plans in mind…People, no matter how much they wished to avoid it, would always play into Time’s hand, one way or another, and carry out whatever they were meant to do, even if they were trying to avoid it…
“S…Sir Enduro!”
The two had been in the garden, nestled on a bench, cuddling close and talking whilst looking out upon the scenery, instead they had been interrupted by a messenger running up the walk…The man didn’t even have to say his news, Clyde knew, oh he knew, that at this point, Khaine had seen fit to do away with another kingdom…he had to have, there were no other excuses, that was the only thing that would draw such desperation from these Aephris men…they were men of war, but even those bred to fight have fear.
“Which one…”
“T…the mystic’s sir. The…there are only a handful of survivors…we’re helping them here now…”
“No, send them to the refugee camp…Leon will be able to protect and safeguard them until we go on the charge…all the focus needs to be n preparing.” What did he want to say? That Aephris was all that was left, that they were logically next…no one knew exactly where the elves and shifter’s resided, just how those groups liked it…removal from the rest of the world meant safety and protection, and more importantly, it meant they were left alone.
“Sir…you don’t have the authority to make that kind of decision…Sir…Aredhon just informed me to keep you informed…”
The man shifted his weight a little, leaning on one foot as he thought…it wasn’t logical either, seeing as the man was raised to believe Aephris was strong…what better place to house the refugees then where the armies could protect them? In all reality, in the way Khaine had struck before…the higher the concentration, the larger the risk…Clyde didn’t know how the man fought, or how he struck, but it seemed to be swift and wiped out entire towns in the blink of an eye…
“Fine…fine…any word from Aredhon?”
The messenger shook his head, bowing and taking his leave…there were preparations to still be made…
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