Post by Dungeon Master on Jan 2, 2013 23:23:14 GMT -5
"E-everyone... please." Vera pleaded. "The expedition to Icathia will still take place. The L-league will contact you all as soon as possible." Tears had begun to well her her eyes. "But f-f-for now, this meeting is adjourned. Thank you all for your attendance... a-a-and for your v-vigilance in the coming days."
With that, she lowered her head, her hood falling over her pale face so that none would see her tears, and rushed from the room in a flurry of purple robes.
"E-everyone... please." Vera pleaded. "The expedition to Icathia will still take place. The L-league will contact you all as soon as possible." Tears had begun to well her her eyes. "But f-f-for now, this meeting is adjourned. Thank you all for your attendance... a-a-and for your v-vigilance in the coming days."
With that, she lowered her head, her hood falling over her pale face so that none would see her tears, and rushed from the room in a flurry of purple robes.
"Poor girl. They should have made a more experienced summoner conduct this meeting." Tryndamere thought to himself as he stood up. He walked out of the room, and headed back to Freljord.
Post by The Master Tactician on Jan 2, 2013 23:32:00 GMT -5
Swain rolled his eyes at the irate yordle. Even as the summoner ran from the room, he spat, "This pitiful gathering has resolved everything of which it is capable. Our representatives will embark upon the Icathian expedition while we bar our doors and rally our forces against the unknown."
He grit his teeth. "The League will be of little help. Their limits have become apparent. They are unable to even manage that which lies within their own halls." With a glare at Jarvan IV, he pushed back his chair and beckoned to the Raedsel, preparing to depart.
Post by Dennison Jadefellow on Jan 2, 2013 23:32:43 GMT -5
Jadefellow sighs as the young summoner hurries away, moving over to to the scout captain and the ambassador.
"This didn't exactly go as planned, I'd assume... but we'll have to make of it what we can. I want both of you to return to your posts immediately and wait for further instruction. Is that clear?"
Post by The Mad Chemist on Jan 3, 2013 0:52:01 GMT -5
Singed got up from his chair and looked to the people on the room he was evaluating, what would be the best course of action for Zaun… Of course the alliance with Noxus would prove useful but he hasn’t received any notice from Bildewater, this was an extraordinary situation and his solution would need some drastic measures… “Alliances”. He thought to himself that would prove to be an important factor. Maybe it was time to use is old puppet Magnus Dunderson once again. At least Warwick was working with passion on this and knew that Swain would not let Noxus fall to the void even if that mean saving Valoran as an consequence. And so he left the room thinking, evaluating and examining the situation.
Rising to meet Swain, the Prince replied: "The day I take reproach from a glorified pigeon for nothing is the day I denounce my father and all that I hold dear." he spoke quietly, and with menace, tracing his eyes along the twisted and old frame of Swain. "To put it very simply, Tactician, it is absolutely none of your business concerning where I am or what I do. I will not permit you to scold our legacy. Demacia's stance is as it's always been: We will protect. I'd rather strike you down now than ever consider aiding you, but as you've so graciously informed me, there are larger issues at hand." After finishing his retort, the exemplar stood back and glared at the tactician.
Xin Zhao nodded at Jarvan and stood up as he did, a slight hint of a smile forming on his face. He held his spear in one hand, resting the back-end on the ground. He looked at Jarvan then at Swain.
Leblanc stood up soon after Swain and took her leave, she said nothing to the rest of the congregation and left quickly not preferring to be the last Noxian with all these...Demacian champions in the room.
Post by The Master Tactician on Jan 3, 2013 2:20:41 GMT -5
Swain paused in his departure. Behind his shroud a smirk crept over his jagged mouth, crinkling the crows' feet at his eyes. "Ah, yes. The Lightshield legacy. Power passed through blood with little thought given to the worthiness of those who lay claim. Pity your father could not be in attendance. Give him my regards, will you?" He raised his brows in mock civility. Then the general turned and began to limp from the room, his guards following steadily behind.
Post by sheriffcaitlyn on Jan 3, 2013 2:21:48 GMT -5
Caitlyn drummed her fingers on the table. She was silent the entire time, simply observing people. She got up from her seat and motioned to Jayce to follow her. She followed Vera's trail to the point that she had found the Summoner's room. From her fanny pack, she took out a small pencil and a pad of paper. She quickly wrote on it a few words and slipped the paper under the door.
"Jayce. You are going to stay in Piltover. Tell Vi to prepare the police department and the enforcer unit to prepare for defense. I am going to Icathia without anyone else from Piltover. No one except you, Vi, the Police Department, and any other champion of Piltover know I am gone. If I do not return in time, that means I am dead. If I return corrupted by the Void, shoot me in the head. I will let you know the moment I depart. Am I understood?"
Post by The Iron Ambassador on Jan 3, 2013 3:09:21 GMT -5
Poppy merely nods at the mayor before standing up and practically climbing on the table to get in between Prince Jarvan and Swain.
"Prince Jarvan the Fourth! Grand General Swain! This is not the time for bickering. The League's magical procedures may have been broken by this unknown force, but that doesn't mean it's authority is thrown into the wind and you two can return to your eternal squabble. I assure both of you, if you two start your fighting, I will end it. I may work and live in Demacia, but my first interests are the safety of Bandle City and peace of the land. If you two threaten it with your personal hatred for each other, I will intervene. Understood?"
She seems both calm and collected and quite angry at the same time, pointing her massive hammer from Swain to Jarvan.
Post by The Master Tactician on Jan 3, 2013 3:33:12 GMT -5
The Grand General, already upon the threshold, swept from the meeting hall as though he had not noticed the Ambassador's valorous endeavor, Raedsel in tow.
With eyes on fire, he gazes upon the yordle's stoic form, tension clearly etched into his face, his voice clipped with sharp courtesy "With all due respect, that will not be necessary, Ambassador. I've more important matters to attend to than his crotchety ass." Striding from the hall with Xin alongside him, he began to speak with the voice of one accustomed to giving out orders: "It's good to see you again. You were in the hall before me. I need to know what exactly is going on. Everything."
Xin Zhao walked alongside Jarvan IV. His face stern, his spear taps the ground with every few steps. "Something bad happened." He says in a hushed tone. "Cho'Gath has escaped and apparently so has Nocturne. Not only that, they're saying it was done by someone, not sure who." He looks up at Jarvan. "Either way we will most likely be working with the other city-states, including Noxus. They are also planning on sending a scouting group towards Icathia."
He slowly glances around then continues, even more hushed. "And we may see problems from Noxus soon, things got tense." He continues to follow alongside. "I suggest that we play nice for now, but keep an eye out for anything out of the ordinary, we should also increase defenses at home, without causing panic. Who knows what other monstrosities have escaped or will escape."
He sighs and glances back at the meeting hall. "I do have to say, I'd hate to have been that summoner. She was obviously ill trained to handle that much at once."
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