A Meeting Between Leaders! Mazoku and Warrior! [CLOSED/Xylo] Aug 10, 2017 13:11:26 GMT
Post by Rhytid on Aug 10, 2017 13:11:26 GMT
| A Meeting Between Leaders! Mazoku and Warrior! |
|Rhytid's PL: 44,359|
|GAIN BONUSES: None |||PL MULTIPLIERS: None|
The soft noise of rushing liquid filled the space in Rhytid's living room. Freshly brewed tea steamed as it poured from the kettle, filling two identical mugs. With a soft thud, the recently elected leader of the Warrior Caste set down the kettle with a long sigh.
Rhytid's gaze began to stare off into the distance, mind riddled with questions and hardships. Pressure laid heavy on him, inheriting a position of leadership on a planet that was in the thick of war wasn't easy, and an underlying fear began to sprout in his mind. The Namekian's stare got awfully awkward, not so much as a slight twitch in movement coming from him.
''Are you alright, Rhytid?'' Bulim spoke up, a hint of concern in his voice. There wasn't a response. With a sigh, the elder set down his mug, snapping his fingers infront of Rhytid's face. 'Snap!' ''Wake up!''
''O-Oh! h-uh...? Oh...'' Rhytid stammered, gazing up at Bulim with wide eyes. He blinked, before clearing his throat, feeling a tad silly. ''I'm sorry, it's just...'' He said in a low hush, fingers gripping the warm tea with a thoughtful gaze. ''Anxious?'' The elder raised a concerned brow.
Rhytid shook his head, though, refusing to accept any form of anxiety. He was a leader now, and they had to be strong- fearless! ''I've just been thinking.'' He 'explained', gazing up from his tea to look right at Bulim, who was sipping his tea attentively. ''That maybe it's about time I meet with Xylo.'' Rhytid spoke aloud, tone as serious as can be.
Scaling hot tea sprayed across the wooden table, before Bulim got into a huge coughing fit! ''GHf-HHAAAck-! X-Xylo-o?! UUGHA-HACK!'' The elder's eyes were wide with shock! Bulim had always been strictly against the Mazoku's reign, and even feared him to some extent! Rhytid, however, couldn't help but simply stare at him wide-eyed. ''...Bit of an overreaction, don't you think?'' Rhytid sighed out.
''Listen, Bulim, we talked about this! If we want to make sure Namek stays safe, we're gonna have to work together! ALL Castes need to work together!'' The leader groaned, sitting up from his wooden chair. ''But Rhytid, he...-''
''My decision is final, Bulim. I'm going to talk to the 'Big Green Baddie', right now.'' Rhytid crossed his arms, and began to stride over to his front door confidently. He could sit around and sip tea at a later date- this was an urgent matter, something he had to take care of right there and then. As he clutched the handle though, he looked back. ''Besides, he's a Namekian too, not some monster. I'll be fine.'' He re-assured Bulim with a confident smile. ''...Very well, do as you must...'' Bulim replied hesitantly, letting out a long sigh. And just like that, the door opened, and Rhytid left toward Castle Mazoku.
''I'll be back soon.''Sometime later...
There it stood, in the distance. The dark, foreboding Castle Mazoku that loomed over the Moori Capitol ominously. A scary sight to behold, especially on a place once as peaceful as Namek. Xylo's castle truly sprung out like a sore thumb, surrounded by the lush Ajissa fields and pleasant flora Namek had to offer. A bastion of war, surrounded by peaceseekers...Rhytid sighed out.
Sadly, times had changed.
Rhytid was greeted by two Mazoku guards at the main gate, extending a palm in a 'Stop!' motion. ''Halt!'' One of them shouted, sending the Namekian a thick glare. ''State your name and business!'' The Mazoku demanded from Rhytid, who crossed his arms in a confident manner. ''Rhytid, leader of the Warrior Caste. I come to speak to Xylo.'' Rhytid explained in a stoic voice, not showing any signs of intimidation. ''And pray tell, leader, what do you wish to discuss with Lord Xylo?'' The Mazoku replied as his glare intensified, very suspicious of the Namekian...
''Things that do not concern you. Now, let me through.'' Rhytid scoffed, waving a hand to the side dismissively. The two guards grumbled, sending eachother questioning glances before sighing. ''Proceed. A messenger will notify Xylo of your arrival shortly.''
''Very well.'' Rhytid sent the two a nod, before stepping into the ominous castle. His footsteps echoed along the stone floor, eyes glancing curiously to everything he could see. In the distance, a scrawny, small Mazoku Namekian scuttled over to approach him, face wrinkled and sour. ''Alright, what's your business here, bub?'' His scratchy voice was like nails on a chalkboard, and hurt Rhytid's hearing quite a bit...!
''You're the messenger, I assume?'' He raised a brow, and the Mazoku nodded. ''Indeed! Now, what do you need Lord Xylo for, eh?'' The Mazoku squawked, revealing a winged claw as he scratched his head. Rhytid glanced to the distance, and then back to the Messenger. ''Tell him the new leader of the Warrior Caste wants to speak to him.''
The pterodactyl-like Mazoku scoffed snobibly, his mutated claws twitching. He hesitantly nodded, putting his clawed hands behind his back. ''Alright, wait here while I inform him...'' He groaned gratingly, waddling off toward Xylo's throne room.
''I swear they change leaders like every damn Tuesday...''
''I heard that!''
Sending a messenger off to yer' throne room, 'Lord'
TAGS: Lord Xylo
OOC NOTES: FINALLY
also sorry for the long starter pls dont hate me