Nox took out some white grains and looked at Llednar like he had a large bug on his face, "your afraid of salt?"
"Awww the little knight is mad at me. Can't take the insults he rightfully diserves," Nox mocked. His left hand reached into a pouch on his left side.
"People talk to other people and they to talk to others," Nox said, "did you realy think no one knew. Other contries know about your discrace. I'm just surpized that you haven't been executed or at least fired for all your mistakes."
"No I don't intend reword it. A princess was kidnaped from the castle in the middle of the day. Face it your ssecurity is horriable," Nox said with a smirk, "and your not open to any new ideas or are you just that densce."
"I thought I just told you so I'm going to make it simple," Nox began to speak slowly, "You guy are imcopendent. I'm not pay me to portect a royal and to build up a defence thats actualy good."
"To be frank you have the some of the worse defenices I've seen in a long time," Nox said he griped his wand now a bit nervous with open swords, "that and it doesn't seem like your very good at protecting the royals."
"Well Mr.Twem I'm not going to lie I don't like the swords being out. Tell them to put em away and we can talk," Nox said his right hand resting on his leg.
"Business is exacly the correct word," Nox said, "I heard you have a rather large security problem a princess, not to long ago, was kidnaped in broud daylight at this castle. I thought you could use some help."
Nox watched the soldiers go by. He made his way towards the castle. He wonderd if he'd be stoped at the gates or they'd just let him through.
Sithos got up to leave, "we have nothing further to disscuss." Nox walked into the village. I need money and who has money a king does. After all I'm a porfesional he should be able to see that he need my talents.
Sithos smiled, "an honnorable knight. A dieing breed for very good reasons."
"What do you intend to do after his death. Take his place or just leave the contry to burn," Sithos said. He reached for a glass.
"Before I can contine I need to know the perpose of your rebelion. Money, power, freedom, or something else," Sithos asked. He sat in a chair and Marcus stood behind him.
"An investor," Sithos said, "and this is my Knight Marcus." Marcus bowed his head. "I apoligise if I'm interupting," Sithos said.
Sithos walked into Seto and stared at the claymore it didn't seem that special. But lots of things didn't seem special but realy they were.
Sithos and Marcus aproched the Katano encampment. Sithos was convedent that the rebels would like his deal.
Username: Xert Name: Marcus Age: 32 Gender: Male Allegiance: Neutral Class: Knight Weapon: a singel raiper at his side Spell: Thunder Bio: No one is sure when he enlisted. Or realy who he is he is loyal to Sithos and only Sithos. Personality: very distance Appearance: Brown hair and brown eyes. He wears a black and purple uniform. Other: none Preview post: Marcus looked around the room. The walls were slick with gore. Bodies laied ascew many were missing their limbs. It was how he had been taught so that it would scare others not to changle the Darkrans. Sithos walked toards the encampment. Marcus folowed behind him quietly. Nox stood up and brushed off his legs and sighed, "let's go."
Nox woke up from his nap. The sun had moved from behind the clouds and the sun was in his eyes. He got up slowly streching himself out. He liked his down time but he needed money... again.
You mean start at square 1? sure I'm not opposed
It wasn't a gun but I can't tell you what it was
