Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-25344655-20150927213553/@comment-25975584-20151031024916

Aramirtheranger wrote: The Indomitable wrote: Aramirtheranger wrote: The Indomitable wrote: Aramirtheranger wrote: "Chief, let me tear this guy to shreds!" "Calm down, Mutt!" Sev ordered. He turned to the old one. "You don't understand us, do you? We need no lords or leaders, so we can still fight without our command structure. It just makes things more streamlined. We accept those who are worthy into our culture, Orsimer in all but appearance, so you can't wipe us out. You can't kill us forever. Orsimer is more than a Race. It's an idea, too. And you can't kill an idea. But an idea can kill you. Why should we go with  you, other than your threats? How do we know this is not all of your group? We're no idiots, even if we don't have magic like yours. There are other kinds, you know. Something is only magic as long as nobody knows how it functions," He jerked his head towards a knife on the ground next to the fire "Steel. Show it to our ancestors who had only stone, and they would likely think it magic. The same goes for your spells, and the magical energies coursing through our veins. So, supposing the torture you're obviously going to inflict on us works, we don't know anything. We were isolated from the rest of the Empire and were never told where our brothers and sisters were being dispatched. So go ahead and slap us in irons, I dare you." "Precautions, precautions, I would like a peaceful solution, but, I do not trust you, as you do not trust me. I will slap you in irons, and take you to my emperor, but, I swear upon my gods, my lost home, and past ancestors, I will do everything within my power to ensure no harm comes to you. Will you swear as well?"  "We won't try to kill anyone...but I can't speak for the Empire. I'm a sergeant, not a marshal." "That is good enough. Escort them to As'Kaavir, will you? I have some business to take care of with the emperor myself, mainly the barbaric slavery the emperor is allowing..."

He just fades out of sight... (So what next?) They are brought to it, while still under construction, it is formidable, it's walls appear to be formed from stone thrust up from the earth in concentric rings, and in the middle is a mighty tower, gleaming like steel in the sun. The Vokun are brought past layers of guards, and into a throne room. Where a fair, tall man is sitting upon a throne. A dragon behind him, and a few small children in his lap...