Lu Xiang
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The Eagle of the North
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Post by Lu Xiang on Aug 16, 2010 21:58:55 GMT
They approached the area in which he had set it up; he admired it. It had grown since he had last appeared. The slaves were being worked well. He smiled, passing a slave carrying a huge granite stone, struggling. Pathetic.
"Welcome to Iron Crown Citadel; Xiang Yu."
He laughed, it wasn't much yet. But he had contributed what would be the mainforce for now along with several good slaves who could be worked. His stradled the strirrup before releasing himself and dropping to the floor, passing his horse to a servant to look after it and take it to the stables before leading the other man into the small estate that had been made. Everything was scarve at the moment which meant they needed to work intensely and quickly to provide food, water and other important vitals.
"Please do take a seat, my friend."
He said, entering the small house like place. It wasn't much but it'll suffice until the building was finished. Inside was a table, several pillows, a bookcase and another door which lead into the bedroom. This was the lieges personal room; there were many others like it but none matched his. It was to stretch the authority gap, to entrone the power.
"The main keep will be up within a month at this rate and the citadel itself will be finished before Winter; hopefully."
He smiled; obviously the statistics could go either way depending upon circumstance, work force, weather and how things went from here on. But it was a good estimate. It would take a while to finish but when it was done.. it would be truly something amazing. Lu Xiang smiled, offering the man a drink before sitting down on the pillow on the opposite side of the table.
"You lend a friendly hand, to a cruel man. I respect that; you bow before a man who is worse off then you and would risk everything for a vision. I will ensure that you are not betrayed for such doings. From this day forth you will be known as my most loyal and important advisor, and second in-command. When I am away, you rule. I will grant you access to every building as well as the army."
It offers its risks, of course the man could betray him and take it all for his own. But there was little point at the moment. They were a growing force - betrayal was out of the question for a person of logic.. at least until they had something to fight over other than a sandpit full of contructions. |
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Post by Xiang Yu on Aug 17, 2010 1:23:15 GMT
Xiang Yu inspected the city with an immediate ease, his eyes never faltering as the hard work was slowly put together piece by piece. It was an astonishing achievement, something even the gods would look at before falling from their great seats of power in the unknown. It was, simply put; perfect.
“You misunderstand.” He smiled the retort, sipping the beverage provided as his own troops blended in with that of Lu Xiang’s.
“I do not bow to you.” He added, and then laughed. Lu Xiang had much to learn from the young advisor, and he felt himself finally at peace.
“I have bowed to democrats; I have bowed to those who preach justice whilst wreaking havoc. No...I will not bow to another, not till the blood drips from my broken body.”
He sipped more of the drink before placing it to one side. He would show Lu Xiang something he showed no man, not even the boy – and that was...himself. He uncapped the string by his throat and then pulled open the flaps that shielded the majority of his face. From a distance it appeared to be only a shadow, but in fact the face was partially covered in a black fabric, one that he now unhinged with relative ease.
“Though...I do serve you.”
He pulled the hood back, revealing a face that may have been beautiful once. Time had moved on, and all that remained was the pale complexion that mixed death with the prudent stench of the dark arts. His eyes, a fierce green with a hint of red shone through, gazing at the man before him. He looked foreign, yet the slant of his eyes suggested he was of Chinese origin. What had created such a look no one knew, and at times Xiang Yu even doubted the answer.
“Your vision came to me once, though I seem to have forgotten it.”
He smiled as he gazed around, feeling air beat against his face, something he had not felt in many years. “I look...unpleasant?”
He smiled again, and although pale, and strange – there was a unique beauty to his deathly embrace. For one in the dark arts, he certainly looked the part. He was stern, cold and decisive, and his wit matched his intellect – he would go far.
“I am no ruler, and so I need a figure in which I can install my ideas. Of course, I am no dictator either. I am merely the voice behind a great mind and body. Refer to me as whatever you wish master, for that sis what I am. I am your second in command, your advisor – your deepest thoughts, a shadow? I do not mind nor care. You are not my liege, you hold no rank in my delusional mind...no, you are my lord....maybe even...”
He side tracked the thought, and then laughed, “Gods do not exist.” And then he turned back to the room before him. It was looking sharp, clean yet gloomy – and the atmosphere helped bring a certain zenith to the foundations.
“But tell me, stalker of the night...what is it you wish....what do hope to achieve once our enemies are gone. Will we fade back within the depths of hell, or do you have a plan that will keep us here for longer than required?”
He smiled at the thought, ‘required?’ it was an interesting idea, but even he knew that the time of their arrival was destined along with the chaos that settled around the corner. They were harbingers, harbingers of death and destruction – but they were not demonic. No, they did not e enslave humans, nor did they murder without cause. In his own weird eye, Xiang Yu made a sacrifice of humanity for a greater good, and because of that it was justified.
“What will you do with the slaves and the loot? I imagine you now have the reserves of an entire cities fortune. Those nobles stock a lot of gold in times of need. A pity they must see it spent in front of their very eyes.”
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Lu Xiang
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Post by Lu Xiang on Aug 17, 2010 16:55:49 GMT
He listened, the man wasn't a pathetic hybrid advisor, he had balls and a sadistic nature about him. The complete contrast of any assistant he had ever known or used. Interesting. He laughed; Good.
"The reason i'm a menace to the world is because so many people are happy on the floor, I ask you not to bow for you have helped me create this new world, I ask merely you assist me."
He scoffed with excitement, before finishing a small cup of alcohol; a toast for a new era. One cold and black and endless. A reign that would last longer then anyone could claim. Slaves would serve and rulers would rule. The way it was meant to be.
"Your ideas are greatly received; the darkness behind my cruel armour."
He smiled, though it would be Lu Xiang on the hill, mounted upon the deathly steed roaring with victory at the next purged city, again and again. Xiang Yu would savour the flavour behind the walls; knowing he was the mastermind behind it all. The Brain and considerably the Brawn.. though Xiang wasn't dim.. infact he was rather advanced for a warrior and a man of the Lu clan. But it was clear he couldn't match Xiang Yu in the intelligence catagory, much like Xiang Yu wasn't as strong as Xiang. A perfect tag-team?
"Unpleasent? No. Not at all..."
He laughed for a moment evaluation the mans face with awe and complete interested; what a beautiful creation.
"Such words do not exist within my realm, and even if it did it wouldn't match your face. Your condition is something to be respected and to strive for. Looking beyond the surface is hard, but I do not need to. Your appearance describes you to the full.. you are as cruel and cunning on the inside as you are on the outside."
Beauty was for something on the outside, a word that was neglected. Beauty was now in death, dying, bleeding, suffering, disease, ache, illness, murder, buring and all these cruel intentions. Flowers? Love? No such things existed; and were a waste of time. Of course he couldn't deny the feelings of love - no man could how cold.. but it was more of a lust now. His own mind corrupted from the conventional path of love and life.
"The slaves will work and build the fortress; once it is finished - i'm sure they'll have contracted enough muscle strength to render into a miltia force. The fortune is not for me, but for The Empire. We should stretch it as far as possible so we have a secure victory in taking more land for ourselves."
He said, stroking his inside pocket before presenting a small map which he had been working on. A large red x, most probably painted in blood; it was stained with alcohol and other liquids. He unfolded it some more before revealing it was a map of the whole of China. It had been hand drawn like most of its time. Geographically it was rather correct to some extend.. it should all the major cities of the current time period... Lu Xiang landed his finger firmly down on the table. Beside the red cross he had marked on something else. The current citadel that was building had already been marked upon the map, residing completely parallel with the cross. That would be their first move.
"Enemies are never gone, once China is ours.. we extend our empire further. Through Asia - into Mongolia, Tibet.. even the Africas. We will take lands that our ancestors never dreamed to see. Securing the complete control of the world.. and if we live to tell or continue, then we can finally conclude our opressive rule. Expanding and outstanding. Crafting something worthy for demi-gods to worship. A reich so fearsome that.. well you get the idea." |
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Post by Xiang Yu on Aug 17, 2010 19:24:13 GMT
Xiang Yu watched the hand move to the map, a finger pointing to the whereabouts of their next conquest. It would do, he thought, but knew deep inside something was amiss from their regime. Troops, yes...they were elusive to him now – but he could sense the need for a certain type of man to wield a sword and shield. He would not use these people, these Chinese’s civilised monkeys – he had far greater plans for that, far greater dreams and conquests.
He skimmed his hand to the map, pointing it to the province of Yizhou. The map was accurate, at least in city locations, but it had a lot missing from the details. He grabbed for a small feather and dipped it in ink. Then, with precision – he drew borders and markers, using his own mind as a book as he recalled the days of old beneath the Han government. He had recalled reading better and bigger tombs there, books and tombs that stated every county to every province. He drew in the lines carefully, using materials to fade the lines to make them harder to recognise.
“These are your regions.”
He smiled to his lord, before drawing other borders around each city and state, “And these are the areas under each cities jurisdiction. The Imperial Library holds similar scrolls, though they are a lot bigger.”
He put the feather aside and sighed. He tried to recall the book he had read regarding these ‘other’ people, these warriors of brutality and hate. He had read them only days before he had left, but he could not find the location on the map.
“There is a tale.” He started, turning an eye to Lu Xiang, “A tale about barbarians, warriors – men of pure brawn and no intellect. They threatened the Han many a year ago, but now they are mere tribes, divided between feudal chiefs. If only I...”
He paused suddenly, staring at yizhou, and then it struck him – hard and with precision. The location he had read about was nanzhong, and he pointed to the table, below the scroll. “Here.” He muttered, “We must go here.”
He turned to Lu Xiang, allowing a moment to digest whatever else was said, “These men will create the ultimate warriors. Men with no brain – men who are not Chinese, not of our origin. They are not soft, nor do they know of the luxuries we have. They are primal killers, savages and beasts. Some even say they control beasts of great strength and ferocity.”
He laughed suddenly, and then paused again, “We must go there. They must make up the elite of your army. They may not be professional, but they can be the wild men of Lu Xiang, wild men of battlecrad, of death – destruction. They are the perfect shock-trooper.”
He smiled with himself, and then instinctively drew up his hood. He did not like to feel exposed for long, and hid behind the security of the shadows.
“I like your dream.” He eventually said, smiling, “I would like to see the many seas of this world, with our flagships holstered on each and every one of them. I want every civilisation to bow before a greater goal, a greater power.....a power like us.”
A perfect combo? Maybe, he smiled at the thought, though he was no weakling. He was agile, fast and he wielded his swords with perfect accuracy. Not many knew it, but speed was the definition of victory to him, and he was very...very fast.
“I thank you.” He turned back to the passing guards and slaves, their arms bound by the braces holding them together. “Beauty is an often misunderstood thing. They see only life as beauty, a flower....that they refer to as beauty. But I find the withering flower far more superior. I find true beauty in death – for then life moves on, and it reminds us that whilst we are alive we are everything, and when we die we are finally settled...we are free from this curse of humanity and mortality – but in death we are very...very immortal.”
He laughed to himself and smiled, “There is one other thing you should know.”
He turned to face his master, and then sighed. There was no easy way of saying it, but he would try.
“I am a man with four eyes and two brains. I am everywhere and nowhere. You may send me to two places at once, and the world would only be baffled for what I truly am.”
He grinned. He was something, two sides...though both had turned evil. “In time you will see both.”
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Hiei
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Post by Hiei on Aug 18, 2010 7:27:21 GMT
And so, the pair of reincarnated evil was able to sneak off with the golds and people of Xia Pi, using a considerably complex and effective plan that leaves the Governor puzzled beyond comfort. Rewards:[/u] [li]500 Gold [/li][li]25 Fame [/li][li]10 Corruption [/li][li]10 Feared [/li][li]150 Peasants [/li][li]50 Volunteers Xiang Yu:[/li][li]500 Gold [/li][li]25 Fame [/li][li]5 Ambition [/li][li]10 Intellifence [/li][li]10 Cunning [/li][li]150 Peasants[/li][/ul] Others: It was a long, but awesome read. A few typos here and there, but otherwise, great thread guys. I'm feeling really gripped and excited after this thread. Can't wait to see what you guys will bring to the table. =D |
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