Cree'n'aak Palace

Tue Apr 27, 2010 9:35 pm by Rrowv Breen

*Eth checks the clock and realizes it is close to 7. He quickly straightens his weapons belt and makes his way down to the feast hall where the servants were busy preparing their meal.

The Table Eth chose was a simple 4 sided table, this would allow them to speak without having to shout down the long main feast table but it was just large enough not to be......to close. Eth was early and he knew it, and something in the force was telling him something was wrong but he could not put his claw on it.

Although Eth believed it might just be nerves he also got the sense that something was going to happen tonight......something bad.*

Tue Apr 27, 2010 10:24 pm by Athays'e

*Athays'e drags her feet to this dinner appointment, but is certainly not late. Just....prompt. She hesitates when she notices Ethinaga's table choice, as the seating arrangements leave her two options: a blocked view of the room or sitting directly next to him. Lovely.

As much as it irks to her to do so, in the end, she seats herself next to Ethinaga. Even though she has a sinking feeling he might - just might - interpret her motive wrong, she is willing to risk that in order to have a clear view of her surroundings.

She offers him a nod and a mumbled 'good evening' but then reverts to an awkward silence.*

Tue Apr 27, 2010 10:57 pm by Rrowv Breen

*Eth isn't surprised by Athays'e's choice of seats. He just hopes she did not think he had set it up that way. Eth kicks himself mentally for not thinking about that.

As he sits Eth decides to break the awkward silence.*
Ethinaga
"So tell me a bit about your last target. My files know who but I never got the blow by blow details."

Wed Apr 28, 2010 10:53 am by Athays'e

*She looks blankly at him, which is almost a worse expression for her than if she were to outright glare. She blinks once, twice, then looks down at the table. Her nose-tongues flicker with disapproval. She would really rather not speak of this subject, but she heaves the words out of her mouth with considerable effort.*

"What details do you desire to know?"

*Athays'e stalls, hoping to throw him off his questioning path, but not expecting it to work.*

Wed Apr 28, 2010 12:24 pm by Rrowv Breen

*Meanwhile in the kitchens. 20 Black Ruvvi quickly infiltrate the kitchens and within seconds the kill the Guards and kitchen staff and prepare to move in on the two Ruuvis in the feast hall.*

*Back in the feast hall.*

*Ethinaga stands suddenly knocking his chair over and his hand goes straight to his Lightsaber on his hip. He turns to Athays'e with a much more serious and angry tone.*

Ethinaga
"Arm yourself Athays'e! we have trouble."

Wed Apr 28, 2010 11:59 pm by Athays'e

OOC: Um, you're at work and I'm a bit drunk so sorry if there's grammar problems.....

*To be honest, Athays'e is startled by Ethinaga's sudden movement, and it jumps her senses into action immediately. When he orders her so sharply, that's all she needs to move her body into motion. However, she takes care about it. Instead of leaping from her chair and sending it toppling over, she eases herself up with controlled precision, eyes already off of Ethinaga and scanning the room. When a situation feels out of her control, she finds her strength in still controlling her own body and mind. She shivers slightly, as a wave of unease washes over her mind. She reaches for the lightwhip at her side and pulls it free, readying herself. She isn't sure what to expect, but she's pretty sure the Shogun isn't given to practical jokes.....and given his body language, she's willing to bet that this is entirely serious.*

Thu Apr 29, 2010 12:53 am by Rrowv Breen

*The twenty black Ruuvis burst into the room. To their surprise there are two targets that are ready to fight. 1 they identify as their target Ethinaga the other is an unknown holding a lightwhip. The team splits up and and moves to take on the two. 15 Ruuvi launch and attack at Ethinaga for they know of his prowess in battle. The other 5 go after the unknown. All 20 Ruuvi are armed with Single bladed Vibroblades made of Phirik making them Lightsaber resistant.*

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*Ethinaga ignites his deadly double blades and gathers his rage. With a roar he unleashes Sith lightning at the charging ruuvi. The blast engulfs the 2 lead ruuvi and blasts them back into the wall leaving 1 dead and the other unconscious.

Eth begins to spin his deadly double blades putting up a wall of defense that was double the speed of his sparring with Athays'e earlier. The Black ruvvi attack from all angles but the duel bladed weapon is perfect for engaging multiple opponents and none of the ruuvi seem to be able to land a hit. Eth lets the attackers exhaust themselves while he waits for the perfect moment to strike. Eth can only hope Athays'e was faring as well as he was.*

Wed May 05, 2010 1:42 pm by Athays'e

*Athays'e narrows her eyes as one or two familiar faces emerge from the chaos of the disruption. This fuels her anger; the fury swells up in the pit of her chest. But now is not the time to express such feelings....however, that doesn't mean Athays'e ignores the emotion. Rather, she lets it fester, riding the adrenaline it brings along with it.

With a deadly ease, she quickly furthers herself from the Shogun. She needs a bit of room to work, and this also helps eliminate the chance that she'll accidentally catch Ethinaga with her whip. It works like a charm, and her 5 attackers move with her, giving her an advantage by forcing them to shuffle their feet. She lures them in, deceptively standing still, and then unleashes a cruel and teasing taunt with her whip. There is no need to aim for their vibroblades. She aims at body parts. Her accuracy brings a cold grin to her expression.

There is no time - and to her, no point - in so much as glancing over at Ethinaga. If she hesitates or balks, she's dead, and then what good is she to him? No, better to exterminate her current pest problem before caving to curiosity. Besides, she has a feeling he can at -least- keep his trouble at bay whilst she sorts through hers.*

Sat May 08, 2010 4:05 pm by Rrowv Breen

The 5 Black Ruuvis attacking Athays'e back off suddenly as her aggressiveness caught them by surprise. However the closest was not quickly enough and before he even had the chance to defend himself Athays'e's whip ended his life with a simple slice across his throat.

The other 13 ruuvis attacking Eth seemed unable to get past his twirling blades. The less experienced assassins had already worn themselves down and three of them were to the point of falling over from exhaustion.......

*Ethinaga senses the death of Athays'e's first victim and smiles. She would make a very valuable ally in the months to come.

Eth senses the three tired ruvvis and singled them out in his mind. With a sudden change of tactics Eth launches a furious attack against the closest tired Ruuvi and in less than half a second the ruuvi's head was on the ground while his body remained upright for a few seconds before toppling over the join his head.

With a huge leap Eth launches himself at the second Ruuvi and impaled him through his chest. The Remaining 11 ruuvi back pedal away from Eth leaving Eth's last target of the 3 exposed.

With another surge of power Eth was on him instantly removing both of his arms and with a note of finality Eth impaled the dismembered Ruuvi through the throat.

By this point the remaining 10 ruvvi had recovered and launched back into an attack on Eth however before the first saber clashed with Eth's dual Blades he had already reset himself into a defensive position with the dual saber constantly moving, becoming an impenetrable wall of defense once again.*

Mon May 24, 2010 8:25 pm by Athays'e

OOC: Sorry that it's taken me forever to do this, BIG CHEESE.

*A sudden sweep with her powerful tail sends an innocent table hurtling towards her remaining attackers. While they duck and scatter, she uses the diversion as an easy means to work on eliminating at least one more of them.

Athays'e wastes no energy with excessive movements. They don't lend themselves well to her style, nor does she find them necessary. Her strikes and flashes with her whip are with serious intent, and nearly always offensive.*

Mon May 24, 2010 8:55 pm by Rrowv Breen

The 4 Ruuvis attacking Athays'e duck as the table flew at them. However one of them failed to do so quick enough and got hit by the table. He then paid the price as Athays'e's whip removed his arm. With a scream he dropped to the ground.

The remaining ten Ruvvis attacking Eth began to panic. This attack was supposed to be fast and painless but now they were getting tired and had lost their advantage. 5 of the ruvvis panicked and ran for the door while the 5 most experienced were determined to win or die.

*Eth sees the 5 panicked ruuvis bolt and using the force he shut and locked the doors, trapping them inside. Eth decided to end this now. With a flurry of attacks he forced one ruuvi into a corner and in a matter of seconds had removed his head. with only 4 attackers left Eth unleashed Sith lightning and literally fired 3 of them alive. The Last Ruvvi bravely charged Eth only to have both his arms removed followed closely by his head.*

Sun Jun 06, 2010 12:22 am by Athays'e

*Athays'e finds herself growing weary of this nonsense. As though a switch had been flipped on, her movements seem to double in speed. If she was serious, before, she's working with deadly intent, now. In nothing short of searing rage, her whip sings out wrathfully. It seems to move of its own accord, as though Athays'e's anger were its own.

She is swift. She is accurate. She leaves nothing to chance.

She no longer has Ethinaga's safety in the forefront of her mind. All she cares about now is her bloodlust, her desire for the scent of death. She wants it - no, she needs it, and the desire is nearly overpowering her psyche. With each life she snuffs out, she feels number and yet somehow even closer to some distant center of awareness that she constantly stretches towards but can never quite reach.*

Sun Nov 27, 2011 5:15 pm by Keeramak

*Over the sound of the falling rain and the wet foot steps of a young mother, a baby roared.*

*Rushing up the steps before the throne of the Shreeftut, the young brown skinned Ssi-ruu collapsed to her knees and held forth the baby, the only reason she had been granted audience. As the Shreeftut stood and walked down the number of steps that led his his throne, his eyes, and that of the gathered Conclave and Elder's Council members, all widened in disbelief. For in the mother's trembling hands...*

*...the Keeramak had been reborn.*

Tue Dec 06, 2011 5:47 am by Keeramak

*15 Years Later*

=Shreeftut=

No! No! No! Your doing it wrong! Now try again!

*The Keeramak growled low in frustration as he looked back and down upon the Shreeftut, a Yellow skinned Male of about 53 years of age. Even though he was the so young, the Keeramak still had managed to grow to about a foot taller then him and he knew that this angered the elderly Shreeftut, which was no doubt the reason behind his harsh treatment of him.*

*Breathing out slowly, calming himself, knowing that these thoughts will do it no good, the Keeramak nodded and turned his attention to the task at hand, and that was the translation of the G'nnoch. This was his third attempt to get the calligraphy perfectly. Now to try once more, and this time, he would succeed.*

Wed Dec 07, 2011 2:46 pm by Keeramak

*20 Years later*

*Today was a sad day for the Imperium. Today, was the day the Shreeftut died. At the age of 73, the Shreeftut had lived a long and prosperous rule. Towering over all others at the funeral, the Keeramak stood between the rulers of the Conclave and those of the Elder Council, all their heads bowed down in prayer that the soul of the Shreeftut pass on peacefully.*

*4 hours later*

*Standing now within the grand hall of Cree'n'aak Palace, the Elder Council and Conclave gathered together once more to discuss who was to be the next Shreeftut. The Conclave argued that it was time that the Keeramak rose as foretold. The Elder Council, on the other hand, wanted a rising member of the Politics caste to be named Shreeftut. Pulling the doors open then, the Keeramak entered the hall, standing at a full 3 meters tall, it looked down on all of them with narrowed eyes. Silence followed it's entrance as the Keeramak made his way to the head of the long table the members of the two ruling orders and stopped. Looking out to all of them, it said.*

I propose a solution, honored members of the Conclave and Elder Council. We settle this the way warlords of old did when they wanted to merge their clans into one rule. I propose that this rising politician and I fight a duel. The winner becomes Shreeftut...the loser becomes entected into the winners new man servant.

*Quiet murmuring followed for several moments, the Conclaves more outraged then that of the Elder Council's, for they feared loosing their prophet to a pointless fight that they figure that the Keeramak is entitled to, while the Elder Council found it to be a good idea generally. Eventually, all came to the agreement and the fight was scheduled for the following week.*

Sun Dec 11, 2011 3:44 am by Keeramak

*3 Days After the Conclave/Elder Council Meeting*

*The courtyard in the palace was completely crowded this afternoon as the entire Conclave, Elder Council, News Station Reporters and Camera men, and even a number of higher ranking citizens were all gathered around the small stage that was the arena in which the Keeramak and the rising Elder Council member, a blue skinned male by the name of Hssk'ra, were to fight to the death of the position Shreeftut, ruler of the entire Ssi-ruuvi Imperium. Stepping into the ring first, Hssk'ra stood before the ranks of the Elder Council members, a tiny P'w'eck do its best to keep its balance as it carried Hssk'ra's 4 meter long battle ax above its head.*

*From the opposite side of the empty circle, the Keeramak, a full meter taller then everyone gathered, marched forth with a large chest in it's own hands. Standing before the members of the Gold Skinned Conclave members, the Keeramak set the case on the ground beside him before opening it and withdrawing two forearm devices and slid them over each of his arms before facing his shorter opponent.*

*Using the tips of his foreclaws, the Keeramak poked a small button on the bottom of each of the arm devices and, from a pair of long lumps on the surface, two claw curved blades extended forth a full meter from his wrists from both devices, causing a number a jaws to drop in awe at the pure beauty of the blades, including that of Hssk'ra, who quickly clamped his jaw just, looked to his P'w'eck slave, saw that its jaw was hanging out and smacked him hard enough to knock him to the ground.*

*The Keeramak snorted at the move, but really didn't care much more then that. Instead, he pointed to Hssk'ra and said.*

♫ It is time, Hssk'ra! To decide who will lead the Ssi-ruuvi Imperium! ♫

*Hssk'ra growled at the challenge and, hefting his large battle axe and pointing it at the Keeramak, he hissed and said.*

=Hssk'ra=

♫ I will show the people of the Ssi-ruuvi Imperium just what kind of false prophet you are, Keermamk! ♫

*With a roar close to a battle cry, Hssk'ra charged forward, looking to spear the Keeramak with the long spike on the end of his battle axe. As the shorter, blue Ssi-ruu charged forward, the crowd watched in awe as the Keeramak did nothing, it simply stood there, it's arms at it's sides, blades facing out towards the charging opponent. Then, with a swiftness that rivaled even the Black Assassins, the Keeramak side stepped to the side, swiping his right arm blades up to knock the large halberd up and drove his left arm blades underneath the long staff of the finely carved wooden handle and plunged the twin blades straight into the heart of the blue could-a-been politician. Looking down into Hssk'ra's fading eyes, the Keeramak, had taken his first, and hopefully, only life. Slowly drawing the blade from Hssk'ra's chest, he watched in utter silence as he collapsed to the ground, the silence only being interrupted by the soft "Thump!" of Hssk'ra's body and the "Clang!" of his halberd. Touching a claw to the small button on the bottom of his devices, the Keeramak withdrew his blades back into his forearm plates and turned to the members of the Elder Council.*

♫ Have your protege buried and give the proper rituals, Councilors. He died well and with honor. ♫

*Pushing forward, a number of lower ranking blue skins came and collected their comrade's body and carried him off and out of sight. The Keeramak then turned to the crowd itself.*

♫ Today is a glorious day for the Ssi-ruuvi Imperium! For today! Prophecy shall be repeated! And this time! No misguided uprising or pesky Jedi will stop us from taking what belongs to us! ♫

*Cheers rang through the crowd as the Keeramak spoke, fueling the flame of faith within it's soul. With that, the Keeramak bowed before the Conclave members, then the Elder Council, then the crowd, as their Shreeftut!*

Mon Jan 16, 2012 2:00 am by Keeramak

*Moments After the Keeramak's Escalation to Shreeftut*

*Sitting upon the throne of the Shreeftut, the Keeramak looked out the head members of the Elder Council and Conclave, the clash of Blue and Gold scales, respectively, was such a familiar site by this time that it did not set it on the very slightest of edges. Instead, the Keeramak leaned only a bit slightly forward towards them and said.*

♫ There are things happening within the Galaxy. Things that hold a particular interest to me and that of our people. A force is brewing against the Blue skinned demons of the Chiss Ascendancy. And I am curious as to if we can assist these...players shall we say, in their destruction. ♫

*Stepping forward, the primary speaker of the Conclave, a Gold skinned male by the name of Hss'drg'roma, bent his head low and said.*

=Hss'drg'roma=

♫ But Grand Shreeftut, what could attacking the Chiss possibly bring us? We have fought them on a number of occasions and always our forces have been smashed and many a brother and sister have been lost to the void of space to wonder forever alone. Why should we sacrifice more to such a fate? ♫

*The Keeramak narrowed his eyes in thought on how to speak his next words, for the Conclave spokesman had a very valid point and, while he could always argue to not send a single Ssi-ruuk beyond the system, but use P'w'eck slaves and Enteched droids instead...but that wouldn't be a valid argument even as the Shreeftut. Before he could speak, however, General Shar'lak stepped forward, away from Director Ss'laath and a hologram of Admiral Shriknak, and said.*

=General Shar'lak=

♫ Did you not hear his Greatness? There is already a massive force of lesser creatures of the Unknown Regions of the Galaxy laying siege to the Chiss Devils. We will have the forces on our side this time instead of them! I say, as co-head of our armed forces, that we follow the Keeramak, our Shreeftut into combat! ♫

*And alas, the uproar began and Keeramak listened to what was said for a time before raising a clawed hand and everyone swiftly came to silence.*

♫ Thank you. All of you, for your opinions and advice in this matter. But, while I will not immediately pledge our forces to assist these lesser races, I wish to see them in action before approaching them. Admiral Shriknak. ♫

*Turning his attention to the Admiral's hologram, the Keeramak continued.*

♫ I want a single Fw'sen with a Ss-ruu commander and two Swarm droids attached to the hull to go to the Yoggoy system and run watch what transpires there. Do so now. ♫

=Admiral Shriknak=

:: It shall be done your Potency. ::

*Then, the Admiral's hologram slowly vanished from site and those of the Elder Council and Conclave were dismissed, leaving only General Shar'lak and Director Ss'laath with him. Gesturing for them to come before him, he said as they bowed.*

♫ I feel in my scales that we will be going to war with the Chiss Ascendancy. And we will set our scaled feet upon Csilla's frozen surface. I want you both to begin mobilizing your men, especially you Director, I will be needing the Black Scales for future black ops missions into Chiss territory. Can it be done. ♫

=Director Ss'laath=

♫ Of course Mighty Shreeftut. Our souls already await us beyond the fourth egg. We will do what is necessary for the Imperium and its People. ♫

♫ Thank you Director. Your words bring much relief to my own soul. You are both dismissed to begin your work. ♫

*With final pleasentries, both Military Ssi-ruuk stood, bowed once more and left, leaving the Keeramak alone with it's thoughts. He truly hoped that this time, their people would be successful.*

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