Post by The Ruined King on Jun 27, 2013 2:30:32 GMT -5
Ryuki - 20th June CLE
The Throne Room was completely empty other than the four beings currently in the hall, Hecarim, who would be standing at the ready awaiting his king's arrival, called by a servant earlier at the request of the king. Ryuki, the half-dragon Seraphim of Death that once fought Hecarim himself in defiance of the Ruined King. A cloaked figure sat chained, cloaked with her figure obscured almost as though hiding from the isles itself upon the steps that lead to the throne itself. And then the hulking onyx armored form of the king himself as he moved through the Hall. His eyes blazing like great cyan flaming torches from beneath his helm, all those present would feel a piercing coldness as the king entered.
He made his way toward the throne, not acknowledging anyone until he sat upon it, his back straight, arms upon either armrest of the chair, his head slowly moves to look at Hecarim to see his response to Ryuki being in the Throne Room.
I am the one who defied death. I am the one he fears. I am the on he can not take. One sweep of my hand and your nations will fall. Come for me you worms. You will all bow before my legions or be broken beneath us as we march upon your cities.
Post by Marabelle De'Vera Lightshield on Jun 27, 2013 6:48:53 GMT -5
Like icicles upon her skin, she felt the cold of the Ruined King when he had entered. She could feel the weight of the chains upon her arms, and ankles, keeping her subdued despite having no reason to. Belle left her head lowered so the cloak obscured her features, missing home terribly as she sat feeling more like a pet then a 'guest' at the King's feet. Her head remained bowed as her lips pinched together, shivering slightly from the harsh chill of the isles, let alone the King himself.
Post by The Shadow of War on Jun 27, 2013 14:56:17 GMT -5
Hecarim was indeed summoned to the throne room of The Ruined king, shifting his gaze to the others that were in the room although purposely avoiding the chained figure, he gave most of his attention to the creature he had fought in Karthus's citadel, personally restraining himself from charging into her and tearing her limb from limb for running away from their battle whether it was of her own doing or not.
He turned to the king and spoke with rage clearly in his voice as the spirit-flames around him burned more intensely. "And i can only guess i was summoned because of HER" gesturing to Ryuki with his halberd, "What is it you wish my liege? A chance to finish what i started?"
Ryuki gave no response to the looks and such from Hecarim. She was focused on the King, who sat at his throne where he truly looked as if he belonged. Her naginata was clipped to her back, and her stature was upright and at attention. Her long hair was pulled back into a pony tail out of her face allowing burning, golden eyes to settle upon all who stood within the throne room. Even the cloaked creature at the King's feet, which received nothing more than the briefest of glances.
A chance to finish would indeed be something Ryuki would enjoy. Not to prove herself, but to simply finish something she was stolen away from. Karthus' interference had cost him Ryuki's service temporarily, serving her up to the King to do as he bids of her.
Not even the slightest hint of a response came from Ryuki at the agitation of the centaur. She said nothing. No muscles moved. No fear present. Nothing. A blank wall stood before the King, studying Hecarim in silence.
Post by The Ruined King on Jun 28, 2013 16:07:26 GMT -5
The King looked down at the two before him, his helm melting away to reveal his pale complexion, his dark blue eyes move to look upon Hecarim, the king's expression was completely impassive as he spoke, "She is joining our ranks, under your command. The half-dragon will be more useful to us alive rather than dead. If you two must finish your fight, it will NOT be to the death. She owes her life to me, should you take it from her, you are taking it from me."
He looks to Ryuki, his expression remaining one of stone while his voice rolled like thunder, "Salute your commander. You will do as he says, when he says, how he says. Should you defy him, you answer to me."
I am the one who defied death. I am the one he fears. I am the on he can not take. One sweep of my hand and your nations will fall. Come for me you worms. You will all bow before my legions or be broken beneath us as we march upon your cities.
Post by The Shadow of War on Jun 30, 2013 13:53:34 GMT -5
"If that is what you wish, my Liege." The only words that came from the centaur's mouth, now awaiting for Ryuki to salute him. Although he would rather not have this creature working under him despite how powerful she was, but if his king wished it he would do as he was told.
He hoped that this would be the only announcement the king had to make, he had to get back to his quarters to prepare for a trip to the mainland, something was recently brought to his attention with their last meeting.
Ryuki remained silent. At the announced designation of her status, she would turn and bow traditionally to Hecarim befitting his status above her. This was her salute being from Ionia. Turning to The Ruined King, she took in his presence with a calm air, remaining a statue otherwise.
Post by Koroza Oberon on Jul 18, 2013 22:57:10 GMT -5
The sound of heavy, but lifeless footsteps could be heard approaching The Ruined King's throne room. The doors were pushed open slowly revealing one of The Ruined King's generals, Koroza, The Sadastic Prince. Demacians who knew their history would know of the traitor Koroza Oberon, and this was indeed the very same being, mostly unchanged after all these years. The stitched up wounds still look as fresh as they did the day he was buried in the ground, but they no longer bleed. As his body no longer produces blood to bleed. His pitch black eyes make it appears as though only the sockets remained.
However, his most disturbing feature were the bones that seemed to surge from his body at unexpected places. Perhaps the sharp bone talons or blade that jutted out from his right hand were his most terrifying feature, or maybe it was the bone like tendril that wrapped around his arm and swayed back and forth....almost like it had a mind of it's own.
But that bone tendril wasn't the only thing writhing.
No the muscles hidden by his pale skin squirmed underneath like a fly's maggots desperately trying to chew their way out. They would flex or squirm every few moments. These movements lasted all the way down to his right hand, which carried a ferocious looking two handed battle axe with arcane writing over the hilt and blade. This undead warrior was a warrior to the core, and he was approaching The Ruined King. The bones and muscles stopped squirming and returned to their proper place, giving Koroza a more acceptable appearance. The large chain shifted a bit as the bones that it was laying against sunk into his skin.
The undead general would bow before the king at his throne, while paying no mind to Hecraim, Ryuki or Marabelle. After a moment he spoke, "My king, why is it that you have summoned me to your throne room?"
Your death will not be a waste...it will bring me great pleasure.
Thraxitar followed Koroza into the throne room, his eyes glowing a baleful orange.
"Greetings my king." He mirrored Koroza in his bow.
He wanted to curse Koroza for his idiocy. The King had ordered them to the throne room to be introduced, but he had apparently forgotten. Thraxitar was almost certain that Koroza was insane, even for an undead.
Post by The Shadow of War on Jul 23, 2013 17:07:35 GMT -5
Hecarim noted the appearance of Thraxitar and Oberon, so the king had decided to awaken them after such a long time... but why now? The Centaur had thought on this briefly before dismissing it, he was here to uphold the kings rule and to serve.
Here they were, the second in command, the half dragon and the two sleeping warriors, and of course: the king. Why were they all here? Hecarim didn't bother thinking about it again, he simply waited in silence for the kings next words.
Post by The Ruined King on Aug 7, 2013 7:34:23 GMT -5
The Ruined King sat upon his throne, his gaze cast down upon those before him with an air of power about him. His hulking black armored form could have been mistaken for a statue, eyes burning like cyan torches behind his onyx colored full helm looking more demon than anything. When he spoke, his voice echoed about the throne room, "Ryuki, Thraxitar and Koroza..." A low growl emitted from his throat as he looked to the great stone doors, Mordekaiser was yet to arrive, "Three of four generals, each of you will play a part in the months to come, awakened and..." His eyes flicked to Ryuki, "Acquired. For a purpose, conquest of the mainland, to reclaim the kingdom what was stolen from me in life..."
A sickened anger seemed to boil beneath his voice as he spoke of his fallen kingdom the eyes that burned behind the helm flared, "The intent, is to create a foothold upon the mainland, in what they now call Urtistan. Re purpose the Fallen city as a fortress in which all the major operations will be carried out. It is not ideal, but north of the Great Barrier would be pointless as that is where the Institute of War has the greatest influence, not to mention the various city-states that would dare intervene."
He looked to Hecarim, "You know as well as I, I cannot step foot upon living soil so long as I am anchored to the isles. Once you have secured, and re-purposed the area... Then we will begin preparations for my arrival."
I am the one who defied death. I am the one he fears. I am the on he can not take. One sweep of my hand and your nations will fall. Come for me you worms. You will all bow before my legions or be broken beneath us as we march upon your cities.
Post by The Master of Metal on Aug 7, 2013 21:44:01 GMT -5
The faint sound of heavy footsteps echo throughout the room. It is followed by a light shaking before the great stone doors were opened rather abruptly. Mordekaiser stood before all in the throne room with the giant mace in his grasp. He proceeded to bow at the Ruined King. The only time where the armored warrior showed courtesy or respect of any sort. His cold stare turned towards the other generals in the room. None of whom interested him in any way. Mordekaiser took his usual place near the King to hear what was planned for everyone. The reason for the tardy arrival was not said, and Mordekaiser did not need to do so unless the Ruined King wanted to.
Post by Koroza Oberon on Aug 8, 2013 1:16:25 GMT -5
Koroza waited patiently for his king to finish his speech, and followed the king's burning gaze to Ryuki. A new addition to the generals, she looked...absolutely beautiful even in her deathly form, but this was not love he felt...no this was one of the seven deadly sins that he had to follow in exchange for his enchanted powers.
Today's primary sin was lust.
But the reaper was no fool and would hold his tongue, if they were to work together then cooperation would be required. But these demands....they were becoming difficult to bear. It was becoming increasingly difficult to hold onto what sanity, he claimed to have. However, his king promised him conquest, slaughter, an end to the demands that his axe had. It would be more than satisfied in a glorious slaughter of residents that remained in Urtistan. Then from there...they would begin a bloody conquest to reclaim what the king had lost. The Sadistic Prince smiled evilly, such a conquest meant he would have more torture puppets in the future.
"If that is your will my lord then it shall be done." He merely answered, the living would not know what hit them when the armies of the dead descended upon them.
Your death will not be a waste...it will bring me great pleasure.
Thraxitar could practically feel the lustful desires coming off from the creature next to him. His eyes narrowed in disgust. He and Koroza had only been re-animated for a short time and he already felt contempt for him. He was a mad beast, ruled by his desires.
But the King had chosen him for a reason. Rather, he had chosen the weapon, Koroza merely a host for it. He would continue to tolerate the man's presence, though the desire to lop his head off still remained.
"How soon do we leave, my king?" he asked. He could ride the oceans of the land as if it were ground on his horse, something he doubted the others could do.
The half-dragon stood silent as others entered, glancing only slightly to the newly arrived pair. Then finally to the late arrival. Burning gold observed like fiery embers beneath a shield of intense treasure, unleashing only a hint of the monster that lurked beneath her calm, and focused visage. She was beautiful, but deadly. An air of strength lingered upon her person like no other - experienced in the ways of war, torment, and deeply bound honor.
TRK knew her rule. He knew her morale. Dead, Undead or Living, she was bound to the guide of her code. Something she would not break for anyone including the King, even if it meant final death for her.
Nostrils flared as the sensation of eyes upon her drew her gaze to Koroza. The look that leveled upon him was laced with warning for his lustful air. He would know quickly she was not to be touched, and to do so would be met with fierce retaliation from the Samurai.
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