?He hassss been missssing for monthsss now with noooo communication!? A large creature breathed out. He was settled in a large circled room, many thrones lined along the edge. ?We neeeed to open hisss posssition and begin the procceedure to replaccesssse him!?
Larnen sighed heavily. He had seen this far too often, especially as of late. The younger members, the ones lacking anything except greed wanted nothing more than to call out Travanix and get rid of him, then take over. Lord Pol and Lady Hess however were still there. As long as they were still there, he had faith that it would not happen. ?Lord Gorl?laa, it is not the first time Lord Travanix has not been available for an extended period of time.? The large man stood, folding his arms over his chest. ?He often goes undercover to take care of business issues or to hunt. That is his nature. Furthermore, Lady Hess has informed this council that Lord Travanix has sent messages that he is alive through his slaves.?
?Slaves loyal to Travanix, not Circle!? Growled out a cloaked member with a mechanical breathing apparatus attached to ?his? throat and mouth, ?No reason to believe slaves!?
Romax looked to Larnen and shook his head. Larnen sighed and settled himself back in his throne. The room was quiet for a moment. The elder members remember what it was like during the ?trial? of Travanix. None of them wanted to deal with that again. The younger members were greedy, power hungry and ready to kick the Dark Warrior out. He ran the Circle like it was his personal army.
Very few realized that it wasn?t ?like? his personal army.
It *is* his personal army.
Larnen sighed heavily. He had seen this far too often, especially as of late. The younger members, the ones lacking anything except greed wanted nothing more than to call out Travanix and get rid of him, then take over. Lord Pol and Lady Hess however were still there. As long as they were still there, he had faith that it would not happen. ?Lord Gorl?laa, it is not the first time Lord Travanix has not been available for an extended period of time.? The large man stood, folding his arms over his chest. ?He often goes undercover to take care of business issues or to hunt. That is his nature. Furthermore, Lady Hess has informed this council that Lord Travanix has sent messages that he is alive through his slaves.?
?Slaves loyal to Travanix, not Circle!? Growled out a cloaked member with a mechanical breathing apparatus attached to ?his? throat and mouth, ?No reason to believe slaves!?
Romax looked to Larnen and shook his head. Larnen sighed and settled himself back in his throne. The room was quiet for a moment. The elder members remember what it was like during the ?trial? of Travanix. None of them wanted to deal with that again. The younger members were greedy, power hungry and ready to kick the Dark Warrior out. He ran the Circle like it was his personal army.
Very few realized that it wasn?t ?like? his personal army.
It *is* his personal army.