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 Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 9:49 am
The kingdom of Reitha was a beautiful place. Full of beautiful people, and fair trade. The people were ruled by a wonderful Kind. He listened to the people, and made sure things went smoothly...until one day, he simply up and changed. EVETYTHING changed.
The laws. The taxes. His personality. And he even began taking slaves.
The once peaceful and beautiful place became dreary and dangerous, crawling in thieves and poverty. But in the depths of the shadows, rose a resistance.
What other hope was there?
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 9:59 am
Skellies Lucky_Tiger ame: Aleera Harada Age: roughly 200. She's not entirely certain. Roll: Spy appearance:  short bio: Aleera is the perfect spy, able to be whatever she wants. She's managed to worm her way into the castle as a seer. Now, she serves directly under the king. With her rebel knowledge, she is able to cast enough predictions to make the king believe her. And since she is so close to him, and privy to many private discussions, she provides the rebels with much of their information. other: Aleera is a shape-shifter though she normally stays human. She's limited only by her imagination and she can't be inanimate objects. Name: Markus Tolier Age: 18 Roll: Rebel Master appearance:  short bio: Markus is the head of the rebellion, leading the way against the king. He does everything he can to make things hard for the king. He'd been fine and happy until this sudden change. He lost his home to taxes and his family to starvation. Now, he's bringing revenge to the king and hope to the people. other: While he tells people he's doing this for revenge (and he kinda is) but really he just wants to free one particular slave of the king. Name: Akila Kash Age: 16 Roll:King's Slave appearance:  short bio: Used to live down in the main town. She was a hard worker, for her age, and so was her mother, but when things changed...it just wasn't enough. The taxes went up and they just couldn't afford it, and she was taken from her family and friends, and brought to the castle, where life is even worse than it was before. other: She'd heard word of the rebellion but will not tell anyone. Name: Clorogne (but goes by his brother's: Robinne) Turner Age: 257 years Roll: King appearance:  short bio: I was banished from the kindom many ears ago, and grew up despising my brother. The fool wanted to change me, and at a meeting he arranged to see me, I killed him. Plain and simple. Wasn't even hard. Now I rule the kingdom however I want, and laugh upon those who scramble around in the streets below. other: Has extreme anger issue, and a mentally...off...method of thinking
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 11:42 am
Clorogne sat on his throne and ate a piece of fruit from the platter his little servant girl was holding. She looked like she was shivering...he'd better turn down the heat or she might get comfortable. He laughed for no apparent reason, and the girl, Akila, jumped.
In a sudden burst of seriousness, the King sat forward, "Reports! I need reports of my soldiers in the town!"
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 12:10 pm
 The tiger that shouldn't be....is.... Aleera waltzed into the throne room as if she was unconcerned about everything. The girl was a good actor. She knew how dangerous it was to in the king's presence. But as most of the servants were expendable and she wasn't, they voted her to carry messages. "What do you want to know, my lord?" She asked, her voice low and velvety.
Markus sat on the roof of a house, his black wings folded behind him. He was watching the town's barracks, filled to the brim with soldiers. 'Not for much longer.' He thought viciously, grinning. Soon they would all be running for the bathroom. While the soldiers didn't always get food, thanks to him, Markus had made doubly sure that they got this batch. He'd loaded it with poisoned food. Not enough to kill them (he hoped) but certainly enough to make them sick for quite some time.  The tiger that should be....isn't....
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 12:23 pm
"Where are my soldiers!? Why have they not come back yet!?" His voice was loud and carried through the halls, making Akila seem to cower.
"Would you like a pear?" She asked, the picture of obedience, and he rose and struck her once, hard, so she dropped the tray, "You will ALWAYS call me 'master', got it!?" she nodded quickly, "Now clean this mess up!"
As she gathered up the fruit, he stepped down to Aleera, and said in a mpre calm voice, "Is there any word from my guards?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 12:45 pm
The tiger that shouldn't be....is.... Although Aleera felt back for the girl, she didn't let it show on her face. "There's been no word from the guards." She said shaking her head. Her eyes seemed to grow distant. "Your soldiers lie ill in their beds." Her voice had a misty quality to it now. "None can rise but to seek the washroom. Every soldier shall lie abed one day for every soldier in the barracks." She stumbled suddenly, putting a hand to her head as if she'd just been released from a 'vision'. In all honesty, she only knew this because Markus had told her earlier.
Markus' grin only widened when he saw the soldiers appearing. They were running for the few bathrooms the barracks had. Some never made it, stopping where they were to throw up. Markus laughed. "Take that Your Majesty!" He said the title like an insult. "Let's see how the great king deals without his soldiers!" The tiger that should be....isn't....
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 12:58 pm
"Damn it!" Clorogne growled, and ran a hand through his hair, "We're having issues.....Slave girl!" Akila looked up,
"Yes,...master?"
"You are to get the back up soldiers from the second floor training room!" He tugged her up by the leash connected to her neck, and took the leash off of the collar.
"Yes sir."
"You are to call me master!" he whipped her with the leash and she was out of the room in seconds, rushing for the stairs so quickly she nearly fell.
"Foolish old devil will get what's coming to him." She murmured to herself, going up the steep steps.
The King sighed, "Aleera, I take it my soldiers will need escort back to the castle? You may order the carriage drivers." He made no attempt to hide his obvious lust for her, though he did not touch. She was valuable.
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 1:11 pm
The tiger that shouldn't be....is.... Aleera watched the girl go, breathing a silent sigh of relief that she was gone from the king's reach if only for a moment. She turned back to the king, nodding lightly. "They can barely stand, most of them. They won't be able to fight any time soon." She said, her voice having returned to it's normal soft tones. She turned and walked out of the throne room to get the drivers, deliberately swinging her hips as she walked. She knew full well about the king's lust for her and she used it to her advantage sometimes.
Markus spotted the carriages from quite a ways off. His eyes were like a hawks. "Well, fun's over for now." He said, rising to his feet. He stretched his glossy black-feathered wings then leaped into the sky. He shot off towards the forest, where a secret hideout was, a place that doubled as his home. The tiger that should be....isn't....
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 1:23 pm
Akila found the room right away and took a deep breath, straightening up, "Listen up!" She yelled, though it was a squeak compared to the kind, "The first troop is ill, and you are called upon!" They all lined straight away and started down the stairs. The actual soldiers weren't so bad if you didn't offend them...or talk to them...or let them see you.
Clorogne sighed irritably and waited for his slave to come back down, before hooking the leash on once more, "Come on, Kitty." He teased and she glared at the ground. "We're going to the market with the new troops, since there is no one else to get the goods that I can trust you with." He was paranoid Akila would get away.
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 1:47 pm
The tiger that shouldn't be....is.... Aleera waited until she was certain she was alone in the room. Then she switched to the form of a crow, a plain ordinary bird. She flew out the window, heading to the market. She needed to let Markus know. In the market, she found an alleyway to take a new form, adding black wings so Markus could find her. She walked out and began looking for Markus. Markus paused at the hideout long enough to grab a quick bite to eat. Then he took off for the market, wanting to hear Aleera's report. He had to know how the king reacted and what his next move was. That way, he could plan his own moves. In the town, he returned to walking, tucking his large black wings in at his back. The tiger that should be....isn't....
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 1:55 pm
Akila was escorted to one of carriages, and even though he held her leash, he held her collar tight, also.
The carriage ride was short and soon he forced her out ahead of him, spying the soldiers on the ground. The strong scent of vomit made Akila pull back, and he pushed her forward ahead of him, again.
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 2:04 pm
The tiger that shouldn't be....is.... Markus looked around the market, looking for black wings. He never knew what form Aleera would take, only that she would have black wings. It was something they'd agreed upon a long time ago, when they first started. Spotting a girl with black wings, he fluttered his own. When she didn't respond, he kept moving. The next one he found though, fluttered her wings in response.
Aleera fluttered her wings at Markus when she saw him. He nodded slightly as they passed each other. She took a few more turns before ******** into an alley. Markus appeared on a few minutes later, wearing that infernal grin of his. "He's pissed." She told him, allowing herself a small smile. "He's called in the reserve troops though, pulling the main ones out by carriage." Her words made him nod thoughtfully. The tiger that should be....isn't....
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 2:14 pm
Clorogne ordered the replacement of his soldiers as the others left in the carriages, leaving only one left, and he pulled Akila along as he glared down at those of the public. People were handing him free things of all sorts, and Akila tried to hold it all. This was why he usually went. They never had to pay.
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 2:26 pm
The tiger that shouldn't be....is.... Hearing a commotion, Aleera and Markus peeked out of the alley. They wore matching scowls when they saw the carriage. "Disgusting." "No. Disgusting is having that creature stare and you and know he wants you. That's disgusting." Aleera retorted. "Anyways, I'll keep you updated. I'd better get back before anyone misses me." "Alright. Thank you." Markus watched as she spread her wings and took off. Once she was gone, he turned back to watching the carriage pass. He could see the little slave girl trying to hold everything. "I'll save you. I promise." He whispered, clenching his fists. The tiger that should be....isn't....
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 2:37 pm
Akila kept her eyes on the ground, in case she knew someone, since she hadn't been serving the king for quite a full year yet. She held the goods tight, and her good hearing picked up something whispered. She couldn't tell what they had said, but she looked up and around, spotting Markus, but was pulled after a moment by the leash, "Slave, I said Come!" He whisper growled at her, and she nodded, stumbling to keep up,
"yes, sir."
he came to a dead stop, and she accidentally bumped into him, dropping a tomato, "m-master...I meant master." she corrected, and he glared hard at her, "You will not speak until back at the castle."
Akila nodded, gulping, and bent down to get the tomato, sighing. Only a few more hours before she could go to bed.
Clorogne stood proud and tall, loading his slave and the new goods into the carriage, before going to make his dayly rounds, asking about crops, and trade...trying to let the commoners know think he cared.
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