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Post by *~`cHEsHirE!i!cHEetAH`~* on Aug 11, 2011 15:39:09 GMT -5
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The stallion he simply passed by the herd without a glance. He was bored. The land he was to call home wasn't really his home to his mind. Yes, it was a place he stayed at. But home for him wasn't really here. It wasn't in these lands that should feel like home. It should be home. But for Szkolenia pożaru it wasn't. Home was the battle field. Home was to strike those down in the name of his breeding and of his high ranking lord. The stag snorted at himself in irritation. Żaru wasn't one to make such a fuss in thought on where was home. He knew his place here. And he would only understand it as that he would never have a home. And he preferred it as that as well. No need to find a place to call home if he was only to be pushed out to one make battles into victories. In the fiery eyes, this war was one already won. The world they all knew already seemed to be set afire in this prolong, unneeded war. The other equines didn't seem to see that they were already losing. But that thought could lead to what this stallion lived for become a failure. There was still plenty of time for the the other horses to turn their odds. This was not yet won, though it would seem so. He finally stopped on the long legs, stretching them as far as they could go to have his fullest height, glaring around the land with his thoughts. So much could go for them. He could set this whole place on fire. So could Aiden. Leave corpses and ashes in the wake. But all elementals learned from the past mistake of history. Raising that hell wouldn't be worth losing all life here. Even his kin wouldn't survive. They all learned that horror long ago. Or was it all legend to keep a balance of power in check? The stallion shook his head, trying to rid himself of such thoughts. Those thoughts of question could lead to have a bounty of his head. One only punishable by death.
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Music: City - Hollywood Undead [/td][/tr][tr][td][/td][/tr][/table][/center] |
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Post by Vel on Aug 25, 2011 17:59:05 GMT -5
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Aiden kept his quick canter as he moved through his barren lands in search of Szkolenia Po¿aru, one of his most prized stallions in the herd. ¯aru had proven himself, and his loyalty, time and time again to Aiden and the rest of the Zunden in Fuoco and on the rest of the island. He truly believed in their cause and seemed to be as passionate about it as Aiden was. These determined qaulities were what prompted the leading stallion to let ¯aru climb the ranks in the herd.
The Fire Lord slowed his gait when the fiery fiend ¯aru came into his line of sight. "¯aru!" Aiden called out, hoping to get the stallion's attention. He had several important matters to discuss with him. For one they needed to recruit new herd members and gather up the current ones for a herd meeting. His second order of business was to plan an attack on one of the small herds of mudbloods who inhabited this island. The last order of business that Aiden hoped to attend to was the issue of allying with other elemental herds who would like to see to it that the rest of the island bowed down to them. Aiden had several ideas in mind and there was no one better to talk to about them than ¯aru.
"I have several important metters to discuss with you, if you have a moment to spare." Aiden informed him as he came to a halt several strides away from the stallion. The Fire Lord just hoped that they could get things moving swiftly, and with ¯aru helping him out, he was sure that they would progress much faster than normally intended. The other herds were now lulled into a false sense of security and were beginning to relax which was exactly what Aiden wanted before they launched another attack.
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[/color] Muse: Okay
OOC: derp da derp. the stupid spell checker isn't working so forgive my typos that I know are in here
Music: Downtown - Dusty Springfield [/td][/tr][tr][td][/td][/tr][/table][/center] |
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Post by *~`cHEsHirE!i!cHEetAH`~* on Oct 30, 2011 3:56:28 GMT -5
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Żaru's eyes turned as he hear the call of the lord of the land. Aiden, calling him to him. The fiery stallion turned, his mane flaying out like upside down flames. He already knew why he was here before him. They could see eye to eye, only that Żaru was slightly lower than the Zünden Lord before him, but still, they stood at a relative height. The cool glare in Żaru's eye said that the calamity in his mind had settled. To the stallion, his home is in the fight. His mind only raced hyperly over things that he wouldn't think only occurred with nothing be stand in the land the Zünden. A snort for a need of release of air escape him, as he turned he his head to avoid snorting directly in the face of his leader, though he was several feet away. He had held his breath for some reason or another at the mention of important matters that stallion had already for an idea of what they were. The stallion turned his head back with simple of ease without being bothered that the fact he didn't even know himself why he held his breath. "Aiden. What is it that you want to talk about?" The smooth voice was odd for a war monger like him, but still it suited him. The stallion waited for Aiden to speak what he wanted, for Żaru wasn't one of many words, for who needed words on the order of destroying another, inferior kind. But still, he could hold a conversation without trying for one who spoke a little. He shifted on his legs, feeling the slight ache of joints held still for too long. He wasn't use to not moving.
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[/color] Muse: Y IS IT DEAD!?...
Word Count: 290...
OOC: Muse dead... and why am I listening to Vocaloids at night again... =| Oh god!...
Music: Light Song + Last Night, Good Night - Miku Hatsune... [/td][/tr][tr][td][/td][/tr][/table][/center] |
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Post by Vel on Oct 30, 2011 9:19:24 GMT -5
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Aiden wasted no time in getting to the point, explaining to Zaru why he wanted to speak to him. "I'v noticed that for a Zunden that does not contain royal bloodlines, you have a wonderful control of your abilities. And when I've seen you exercise those abilities, you have such strong power behind them. In short, I am impressed with what you can do." Aiden explained.
There were different levels of elemental power that Zunden could exhibit, the strongest ones always being held by those of royal lineage, the elders, or horses who trained themselves every day. Other than that they had varying degrees from very basic things that foals could do to an advanced level. The stallion opposite Aiden definitely was at a very advanced level.
"I have a proposal for you." Aiden continued, lifting his head a bit. "As you know we have launched several attacks, exterminiting many of the vermin who inhabit this island. Then I'm sure you know about those filthy creatures that tried to invade our land, wanting to stop us, but of course they failed. What I am asking of you is if you could get together an army and train them, strengthening their powers. I need a strong, intelligent Zunden to lead my army and you are the most logical choice. What do you say Zaru?"
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[/color] Muse: Blah
OOC: Once again spell checker refuses to work for me. =| NOT AMUSED
Music: When Did This Storm Begin? - Shiny Toy Guns + God Help Me - Emilie Autumn [/td][/tr][tr][td][/td][/tr][/table][/center] |
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Post by *~`cHEsHirE!i!cHEetAH`~* on Nov 6, 2011 0:20:16 GMT -5
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Żaru looked at Aiden as he spoke his piece of how well the fire fiend could control himself unlike much of the mixes of the his kin in the herd. His blood line may have been respected as a higher part, but he knew for all certainty they we not of royal blood. That would have been noted in his way of life. The fiend nodded his sculpted head only slightly at what is leader had told him. It wasn't often that one of no royal lines that could control themselves like he can, with or without the use of his powers. He understood the Zünden army hasn't had much of leading role in their training, so Żaru worked harder and trained himself with a guidance of a few better warriors than himself. The firey eyes seemed to smolder in the need for fighting. The fiend was a war monger. He remembered being called a apparition of flames once on the dieing breath of someone once. Perhaps it was from his coloring, which all stood in firey colors, unreal to the eye of some. He has seen the battle field plenty already, disposing of inferior beings, but the organization of the battles weren't as carefully planned as they should be to make survival impossible for the inferiors. He still felt as if he couldn't see the battlefield enough. It was well suited for him. He constantly needed movement, the feel that he was doing right by his leader. Aiden proceeded to ask him to take charge of the army and train them up. The firey fiend only tilted his shaped head in slightly as he listen further. His voice only picked up, but the mind was easily made up. "If you see it as fit for me to do such thing, then I will. Know that the army could only better itself if they try and strive for improvement that I improvise, though..." he drifted off the statement into thought. He knew he wouldn't be easy on them, no matter how young or weak they were. He was cutlass, cruel, and harsh in the battle. Why should training be different? That's how he saw it. If they didn't fight like they would in a real battle, then why train them when they would slack off in the first place. He was sure Aiden knew that he not take it easy on the army. If they did not like it, death to be on their tyrant, which would be Żaru himself.
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Word Count: 421...
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Music: The Invisible Wall + Leech - The GazettE... [/td][/tr][tr][td][/td][/tr][/table][/center] |
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Post by Vel on Nov 6, 2011 9:31:55 GMT -5
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A dark smile crept across the Fire Lord's face as Zaru stated that he would do as Aiden asked if that was what the lead Zunden saw fit for him. "I am confident that you can turn them into wonderful warriors." Aiden told him. It was nice to not have to worry about the skills of his herd, especially the weaker ones. If there was anyone that Zaru needed to get a hold of and train, it was the younger Zunden like Firefly. That filly had a lot of talent and very powerful skills, but she was stupid and reckless. She did not know how to use the properly and would only end up hurting herself or letting her anger get the better of her and destroying things that are not meant to be demolished.
"I would like you to come up with a training schedule for the pathetic horses in this herd who think they are all too powerful. Of course they are over the rest of the island, but hearing them flaunt it about like the arrogant bastards they are makes me ashamed to be leading them. They are nothing more than children with only a faint concept of what they are doing. You are the exception Zaru, and I have faith that you will be able to turn them into Zunden I can be proud of."
Aiden was about to dismiss the new lead warrior when a thought came to mind. The lead mare of the herd, Malice, had been trying to teach Aiden's daughter Firefly how to use her powers and keep them in control, even when she was angry. Though she was doing a fine job, Aiden felt that his daughter could learn more from Zaru than from Malice who did not have any fighting experience. "Zaru, one more thing. I'm sure you know my daughter Firefly, yes? I was curious, do you think you could take her and fine tune her powers? I know she can be a handful, but I think you are able to handle it." the Fire Lord asked of his new military leader.
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Post by *~`cHEsHirE!i!cHEetAH`~* on Nov 20, 2011 15:32:36 GMT -5
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The fiery warmonger only nodded as the fire lord spoke. It was true the other of their kin were nothing but youthful fools that knew nothing of their true potential or what they can do to things without the full control over their powers. It also made him ashamed for what the fiend was with those fools acting as arrogantly as they do. That kind of attitude was one that would end them before they even took their breath. Of course, they were a high breed than the other pitiful, ugly things that walk about the ground of Isola Dei Dei. It almost sickened him to think that those same creatures could still cause death, despair, and terror for Zünden. But is was because of their foolish kin, who nothing but to flaunt their powers and causing more trouble than their really worth. They would only destroy themselves and other things that did need to be preserved. Żaru understood the reason in this need for him to train the others. No need to repeat past mistakes, though no one here, other than Aiden, would be able to do that kind of damage. But still, the foolish youths needed to be put in the proper place. "I'll be sure to put them in their more rightful place." He said simply, a slight smirk to his face. Though he wasn't overly confident himself, he did have more right to be more confident in himself. He listened as Aiden went on Firefly, the fire lords daughter. He knew well she was to be very powerful. She was of the royal line, unlike himself, still she was as unexperienced as the rest of the Zünden army he had now took on. He never actually met the filly, but knew full well of other's how have tried to teach the little handful. He also suspected it was because the stallion felt no need for a companion. His lust was only for war and fighting. He knew that there was few, very few, other's that could try and train Firefly, but without gaining a want for her, that was too unpredictable. The fire lord could trust the fiend not to try nothing on the youth that was his child. Żaru was one that actually didn't feel nothing, he was nullified. Of course, he didn't need feelings for what he was now here for. "Of course, Aiden, I can try. " He finished, nodding once more, the fiery colored of his poll dancing together like real flames.
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Word Count: 420...
OOC: Why is he so EMOTIONLESS! I makes me mad XD And he doesn't talk too much... I am beginning to see a pattern in my evil characters...
Music: Sink Or Swim + Tragic Magic - Falling In Reverse... [/td][/tr][tr][td][/td][/tr][/table][/center] |
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