Post by thedarksovereign on Dec 31, 2012 4:07:38 GMT -5
Syndra's feet hovered over the dark violet carpet running down the main hall of her abode. "Look at the little ants, scurrying about their busy lives. How boring..." She muttered to herself as she peered into one of the many violet and black orbs that hovered around her.
Her home was ever moving, not staying in one place, but casting the shadow of her power and dominance over the Ionian land.
"What's this...?" She asked herself as her feet touched to the carpeted floor and she walked up the few steps and sat down upon her 'throne'.
It seemed someone was soon to approach her... 'kingdom'.
Last Edit: Jan 2, 2013 21:47:09 GMT -5 by thedarksovereign
Post by prophetthevoid on Dec 31, 2012 13:59:56 GMT -5
And she was right. Someone was approaching her kingdom. A purple glowing circle appeared further down the hall that led to her throne. What came first was the prophet himself, Malzahar. Afterwards hopped out his little Voidling pet, Rel'Zik. The little Voidling looked about, taking in the scenery of this kingdom. Malzahar floated down and extended his arms for the little Voidling to climb up onto him and to his shoulder. The Voidling sat there as he began floating forwards.
"Greetings Syndra." He says as he approached her throne. "We have a proposition to give you."
Last Edit: Dec 31, 2012 23:14:48 GMT -5 by thedarksovereign
Post by thedarksovereign on Jan 1, 2013 19:39:25 GMT -5
Syndra had felt Malzahar even before his portal had began top form in her hall. The tiniest spark caused her senses to light up in alert.
She watched the portal expand and grow until the Void Prophet and his pet voidling hover walked through.
Her head tilted to the side as her violet eyes watched the man and critter before her. "Well, well. Prophet Malzahar. What do I owe the... pleasure of your visit?" She inquired, her voice filled with power as it seemed to echo around the room. "A proposition you say? Haha! What is it you think you can offer me that I do not already have?" She asked, spreading her arms, indicating her castle.
Leaning forward, the Dark Sovereign's lips turned upward slightly in a smirk as she awaited the man's answer.
Last Edit: Jan 2, 2013 1:32:42 GMT -5 by thedarksovereign
Post by prophetthevoid on Jan 1, 2013 20:38:20 GMT -5
"Your powers are ever growing. We have noticed this for sure." He said as he floated towards her. "However, what we offer you is TRUE limitless power. We are timeless, and with our help, so can you." He said. "True power that can split worlds in two, immortality.
With our help. You can be a god." He said, those words echoing throughout her hall. "People building shrines in your name as they prey to you day in and out."
Post by thedarksovereign on Jan 1, 2013 23:32:18 GMT -5
Syndra looked at Malzahar with a curious gaze. "Dear prophet. I think you doubt the extent of my power already." She eyed the man hard.
"I may be young, but I am not naive. The powers I command are ancient and they tell me that no such bargain you offer can match what they promise." Her lips curled into a smile.
Raising a hand, she pointed a finger at the prophet. Malzahar would feel the air compressing around him and it would continue until he would feel as if he were begin crushed, but soon Syndra waved her hand away and the feeling was ultimately gone. "As you can feel, sweet Malzahar. I do not need the Void's power. I will be a slave to no one."
She hovered up out of her chair, and faced the man. "The people below already worship my being, Void Prophet."
Last Edit: Jan 2, 2013 1:33:38 GMT -5 by thedarksovereign
Post by prophetthevoid on Jan 2, 2013 13:17:57 GMT -5
Malzahar felt the air compressed around him, but he showed no signs of a reaction. It was best not to look weak in front of the Sovereign. He continued floating towards her. "Our eyes have seen many things. This world's demise by the Void. They too will come to you, and will outmatch your power guaranteed. For no one can beat the Void." He said, as his little Voidling nodded in agreement.
"What we offer is a way to escape the Void, by joining it. A slave you will not be, but a well respected ally. As everyone is consumed by the Void, you will stay as is, never tainted, and never vanquished. If you decline, the Void will come and make quick work of your so called 'ancient power.' However if you join us on Valoran's final day, I'm sure the Void won't mind having another powerful being by it's side. Who knows, the prophecies may be false and you can RULE over the Void."
Post by thedarksovereign on Jan 2, 2013 21:44:25 GMT -5
"Did your eyes see my master taking my power as well?" She asked, "Did you see his death because of his foolishness as to think to control me?"
"Do not think your Void will not try to do such, Prophet. It had already done so to yourself and that annoying Rift Walker you combat. " Syndra's eyes narrowed at Malzahar as he neared her. She silently began summoning her power and created an invisible wall between her and the Void prophet. "If the Void invades... I will be here waiting. And I will fight it. If it overpowers my power... then, and only then will I consider accepting it's presence to further empower myself." Syndra stated, "but first, I will destroy the Placidium and the Ionian Elders... when I deem it necessary. Until then, they are my playthings."
Last Edit: Jan 2, 2013 21:45:21 GMT -5 by thedarksovereign
Post by prophetthevoid on Jan 3, 2013 1:24:40 GMT -5
Malzahar bumped into the wall with a groan. He was a bit annoyed at how she refused, but no matter, for she will join it one day. "Fine." He said rather harshly. "If you refuse our offer, so be it. We will see you on the day the Void arrives." He said. He brought his hands in front of him, as he spread them out. A portal opened once more on the ground, as it hummed with energy. He floated above it as he gave her a nod goodbye. He began floating down into it, as his voidling waved goodbye happily.
Last Edit: Jan 3, 2013 1:25:11 GMT -5 by thedarksovereign
Post by The Mad Chemist on Jan 5, 2013 17:03:41 GMT -5
From the skies of the southwest of Ionia a black and small zeppelin could be seen. The zeppelin landed on the sky gigantic island that was now Syndras’s fortress and from it 1 man got off. It was Singed that had something to talk with The Dark Sovereign with some luck he could win a powerful ally against the horrors that were about to be unleashed on all of Valoran. And in if the worst come to worst he would a least warned yet another war potencial about those dangers.
Post by thedarksovereign on Jan 5, 2013 19:35:44 GMT -5
Syndra watched Malzahar's portal open and he descend down int it. But just before the little voidling would have gone threw with him, the sorceress lifted her hand, and with it, the voidling from Malzahar's shoulder.
"I'll be keeping this one, Prophet of the Void." She said, her voice echoing all about the room.
One of her dark orbs swirled about in the air then moved in front of it's mistress and hovered before her as it turned clear as glass. An image of a zeppelin upon the raised walkway was shown to her and she shook her head. The twin doors of her throne room opened wide to greet the newcomer.
"Singed. The Mad Chemist and mastermind behind the Ionian Melters. What business do you have?" The sound Syndra's voice would impact Singed like that of a strong wind.
Syndra smiled at the captive voidling as it just floated there in the air.
Post by The Mad Chemist on Jan 5, 2013 20:42:46 GMT -5
The impressive demonstration of both magical power and prowess impressed to the point of letting him without words for an instant, but he had only one change at forming an alliance with Sovereign and he could not screw it. Greetings Sovereign it is a pleasure to meet you outside of the fields. He said as he bowed lightly his head. I have come with a proposal I assume that your fellow Ionians have tell you about the occurrences on the meeting of dignitaries on the institute of war isn’t? He said somewhat slowly on a calm tone of voice.
Post by thedarksovereign on Jan 8, 2013 4:26:47 GMT -5
Singed's words bored Syndra as she floated above her throne. Orbs circling her wrist as she twirled her hand around with them.
"My fellow Ionians? Hah! They speak to me not, as they fear my power, Mad Chemist." Syndra would have rolled her eyes, but refrained. "Perhaps you will tell me of their going-on's?" She grinned as she pointed at the chemist and three orbs came to life around the man, and began to orbit him as if he had a gravitational pull.
Last Edit: Jan 8, 2013 4:27:06 GMT -5 by thedarksovereign
Post by The Mad Chemist on Jan 8, 2013 17:35:25 GMT -5
Singed saw the spheres of dark energy form around him out of nowhere.
Ah wonderful power that should be admired and nurtured, instead of feared and restrained. He said while onserving the display of power.
In that case I have come with news. I’m a man who speaks with facts so it will be short. In resume we were called out because The Terror of the Void liberated from his confinement by magic’s unknown to the league. During the meeting we discussed lines of action in order to prevent and prepare for an invasion from the void. Then on a display of unparalleled ineptitude the institute let Nocturne scape. After that it was declared a state of emergency, each nation is free to use any methods it believes are adequate. Right now I, believe every nation is sending two of their champions in order to do a recognizance of the Icathian territories, in order to determinate if an invasion will come from there. What is your opinion on this matter?
He said those with an insidious tone of voice.After that he waited and observed Syndra to see her reactions.
Post by thedarksovereign on Jan 23, 2013 22:47:37 GMT -5
"Why should I bother defending a country which In intend to destroy and make my own...? Hahaha! This is news indeed, Chemist, and I thank you for bringing it to me." Syndra's eyes seemed to glow a bit brighter as one of her orbs shot back to her, showing her images of the Ionian Placidium.
After a few moments of thinking, she hummed. "I may offer my assistance though... for a price." She said, looking at the Mad Chemist.
Post by The Mad Chemist on Jan 24, 2013 17:51:37 GMT -5
"Of course there is always a price, so tell me what I could do for you?" After saying this he clapped his hands and some a couple of mans disembarked the ship carrying some boxes. "But before as a sign of good fate I would like to give you this gift from Zaun. These are some valuable grimoires from all of Valoran including some Ionian manuscripts that ended on my hands during the war."
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