A Quick Interval to our Shadowy Villian Friend
Feb 14, 2006 19:50:39 GMT
Post by Deleted on Feb 14, 2006 19:50:39 GMT
Jeethra gulped as he stood alone in the middle of the circular room on his master's ship, a concentrated spot-light making a small circle of light around him. All the rest was darkness. There was very little that could make this war-hardened Xennarian nervous. So, if nothing else, it can be said that the reason must be an important one. He was sweating profusely, and a voice said dryly from behind him,
"Nervous, Jeethra?" The Xennarian would have jumped out of his skin, but his body was rigid from the worry.
"Y-Yes..." The voice's owner suddenly came into light, another spot-light falling on him. He stood taller than the six foot Jeethra, and was less muscular, but still well-built. He was a humanoid, with vibrant green skin. He was wearing a suit of pitch black armour, cut off at his shoulders. It had a grey circular plate in the middle, and two smaller circles on the left and the right of it. He wore black baggy trousers and black shining military boots. He had a deep blood-red tone of hair, a long mane which reached his shoulder blades. The green skin was actually scales, as exposed by the arms. He wore black gloves too, which covered his fore-arms. The irises of his eyes were black, and the whites were a deep orange. On his back, over each shoulder, the handles of two swords were visible. Oh, and another interesting fact about him. He had four arms, and at his waits were two more swords. All four of these swords were rapiers, and all four of them had silver shining handles and pitch black sheathes. he had both pairs of his arms crossed. The strange being grinned, and his teeth were revealed to be jagged and shining in the little light,
"Good." he said.
Suddenly, two more spot-lights flashed up in front of Jeethra. There was still a large mass of darkness inbetween these two lights, but that wasn't important to Jeethra. What caught his attention were the two beings inside the lights. They both had perfectly white skin, and both wore the same suits of armour that the first stranger did. The one on the left was a man, standing at eight feet tall and incredibly muscular. He was wearing a helmet as well, a pitch black, with two horns coming out of the left and right sides. The helmet reached down to the bridge of his nose on his face, having circular slits in the front for his eyes. He was bald, not that you could tell because of the helmet. His eyes were a deep red. The other figure was a woman, about the same height as Jeethra and incredibly thin. Her armour was different, because the baggy trousers had been replaced by a long skirt which went from her waist all the way down to her heels. Her hair was long enough to reached her waits, and like her skin was an incredibly snow-white. She had the same eyes as the man. Then a voice from the darkness spoke,
[glow=white,2,300]"Jeethra... you failled me. Just as Zedge did."[/glow] Jeethra looked at the darkness, his eyes wide with horror and fidgetting nervously.
"Z-Zedge? H-h-he d-died?" The darkness answered very quickly.
[glow=white,2,300]"Yes. So will you, failure. Razaar, do the deed."[/glow] The scaled figure behind Jeethra drew one sword in a flash, and Jeethra's heart was imapled upon it. The Xennarian coughed once, blood explodiong out of his mouth in a gory fountain. Then the sword receded, and Jeethra died at the feet of the mysterious darkness. The figure there then spoke,
[glow=white,2,300]"Waram, Farmus. Go with Razaar to Roosland. Test his strength...and while you're at it, kill Xarius. But save the king. He is mine."[/glow] Waram, the male one next to the darkness, and Farmus, the female, stepped out into the centre, nodding solemnly. razaar stepped into the centre as well and said,
"Of course m'lord! Your wish is my..." Razaar was cut off by the darkness saying,
[glow=white,2,300]"Save me the oath of loyalty, Razaar. Just... get the job done. For once..."[/glow]
"Nervous, Jeethra?" The Xennarian would have jumped out of his skin, but his body was rigid from the worry.
"Y-Yes..." The voice's owner suddenly came into light, another spot-light falling on him. He stood taller than the six foot Jeethra, and was less muscular, but still well-built. He was a humanoid, with vibrant green skin. He was wearing a suit of pitch black armour, cut off at his shoulders. It had a grey circular plate in the middle, and two smaller circles on the left and the right of it. He wore black baggy trousers and black shining military boots. He had a deep blood-red tone of hair, a long mane which reached his shoulder blades. The green skin was actually scales, as exposed by the arms. He wore black gloves too, which covered his fore-arms. The irises of his eyes were black, and the whites were a deep orange. On his back, over each shoulder, the handles of two swords were visible. Oh, and another interesting fact about him. He had four arms, and at his waits were two more swords. All four of these swords were rapiers, and all four of them had silver shining handles and pitch black sheathes. he had both pairs of his arms crossed. The strange being grinned, and his teeth were revealed to be jagged and shining in the little light,
"Good." he said.
Suddenly, two more spot-lights flashed up in front of Jeethra. There was still a large mass of darkness inbetween these two lights, but that wasn't important to Jeethra. What caught his attention were the two beings inside the lights. They both had perfectly white skin, and both wore the same suits of armour that the first stranger did. The one on the left was a man, standing at eight feet tall and incredibly muscular. He was wearing a helmet as well, a pitch black, with two horns coming out of the left and right sides. The helmet reached down to the bridge of his nose on his face, having circular slits in the front for his eyes. He was bald, not that you could tell because of the helmet. His eyes were a deep red. The other figure was a woman, about the same height as Jeethra and incredibly thin. Her armour was different, because the baggy trousers had been replaced by a long skirt which went from her waist all the way down to her heels. Her hair was long enough to reached her waits, and like her skin was an incredibly snow-white. She had the same eyes as the man. Then a voice from the darkness spoke,
[glow=white,2,300]"Jeethra... you failled me. Just as Zedge did."[/glow] Jeethra looked at the darkness, his eyes wide with horror and fidgetting nervously.
"Z-Zedge? H-h-he d-died?" The darkness answered very quickly.
[glow=white,2,300]"Yes. So will you, failure. Razaar, do the deed."[/glow] The scaled figure behind Jeethra drew one sword in a flash, and Jeethra's heart was imapled upon it. The Xennarian coughed once, blood explodiong out of his mouth in a gory fountain. Then the sword receded, and Jeethra died at the feet of the mysterious darkness. The figure there then spoke,
[glow=white,2,300]"Waram, Farmus. Go with Razaar to Roosland. Test his strength...and while you're at it, kill Xarius. But save the king. He is mine."[/glow] Waram, the male one next to the darkness, and Farmus, the female, stepped out into the centre, nodding solemnly. razaar stepped into the centre as well and said,
"Of course m'lord! Your wish is my..." Razaar was cut off by the darkness saying,
[glow=white,2,300]"Save me the oath of loyalty, Razaar. Just... get the job done. For once..."[/glow]