Jack Craft wrote:Barbod and the others went back above deck, leaving the final embers of the oil lamp alone in the hold to grow cold and faint.
Location: thawing Fright Knight territory of Kingdom Isle.
The Lone Falcon, on board the hovering Arklyndellys Vulondur
, surveyed the expance below him, picking out figures he reconized in the crowd. Near the large bonfire sat Lord Barbod and Dordrot, both deep in conversation. Nearby stood the Lone Ranger, glowering. Further on were Trevelayn, Peter, Jack, Reno, Aros, and Luxus, all six of them helping the other Bulls pass out the morning meal. To the right, near the four moored ships stood Lord Void and Gib, muttering in low tones. Marus skulked sullenly among the half-frozen Fright Knights and East and West Knight's Kingdomers, closely watched by Gib's wolf Jackel. Lastly, the earth mage Bourne stood conversing with the Fright Knight who still hadn't given his name, the spirit-box between them. As the Lone Falcon watched, they seemed to come to and agreement and they parted. After a few minutes the sound of a Fright Knight bone horn tore though the chilly silence, calling the high-ranking officials to council.
When everyone had gathered around the large central bonfire, Lord Barbod spoke.
"I have conversed with all of you, both during council and individually. Many things have been said, but now it is time to come to a decision on which course of action we should take. We know, thanks to Bourne and Dordrot, that the necromancer grows in power by the hour. The sooner we act, the better. Our only chance is to be one step ahead of the enemy."
Barbod paused, and then continued,
"There are only two sides in this war, this world war of Dametreos. There are the followers of BloodVaine; the demon Azezal who posesses the body of Searil Chordate, Dacker who was poisoned by dragon blood, the god-dragons Coal-Blood, Bhalamut, and Eroth Gamus, the Dragon Masters lead under the traitor Del Grakken...and...the bloody Falcons!"
Lord Barbod spat, as did many of the other Bulls.
"On the other side are the victims of BloodVaine, who are despertly trying to keep Dametreos out of BloodVaine's grasp. There are the Forestmen, Wolfpack and Dark Forest, ravenged by fire but still fighting, there are the Black Knights, the only faction who's army survives mostly intact. There are the two Knight's Kingdoms, who by far have been hit the hardest by BloodVaine, for sources say their army is non-existant and there people either dead or scattered or enslaved. The Crusaders, once a powerful navy faction, has nary a rowboat now, and many ports have been destroyed. There are also the Royals and Classic LEGOland, both occupied and helpless. Also, the Fright Knights have been hit hard by frigid weather, but they might have the key to bringing down the necromancer. Lastly, there are the Bulls, a faction remembered by few, but still strong. Only the Bulls, along with the silent Ninjas, have not been hit by BloodVaine. Yet."
Lord Void rose.
"Greetings. First off, I am Lord Void, the rightful ruler of the Dragon Masters. There are some here who hate met, perhaps rightly so. But that is of no matter. It is true that if it were not for I, the Eroth Gamus would not exist, and, consiquently, the Forestdweller Factions would not have burned. I admit my greed, which a common attribute among evil wizards, blinded me until it was too late. The Eroth Gamus had risen, but not to obey me, but to obey BloodVaine. Some of you may ask what I would have done with the Eroth Gamus? My answer is, the same thing BloodVaine is doing now. Another common attribute of evil wizards is the want of world domination. I would have probally burned Forestmen woods, frozen Knight's Kingdom towers, and decimated the Crusader navy just as BloodVaine has done. However, that did not happen. I am the villager who is being hacked to pieces by a sword, not the knight atop his warhorse who spreads death with a sweep of his blade. My role has reversed. I am the victim, fighting to survive just as you are. I am on your side this time."
Lord Void paused. You could have heard a 1x1 tile drop in the silence.
"I am not the only Dragon Master on your side, too. Though my former sub-ordanate Del Grakken has bretrayed me, as have some others, there are still many Dragon Masters, lead by my second-in-command Caimlin, who will fight against Del Grakken and BloodVaine as long as I live. I can occasionally teleharm Caimlin, and he has sworn that he and three thousand other followers will fight to the death to save Dametreos. Many dragons, too, have senced what is amiss, and there are many still loyal to the name of Void. I also offer my airship the Arklyndellys Vulondur
to the cause of ridding Dametreos of BloodVaine."
Lord Void sat.
The Lone Falcon rose.
"As you all can plainly see, I am a Black Falcon. I am loyal to my faction, but not to my corrupt king. King Falconis XXVIII has been bought by BloodVaine, and I am grieved to say that many Black Falcons also have been bought in this way. King Falconis XXVIII has dishonored the Black Falcons beyond repair, he has tainted the once pround bloodline of Falconis. There are many who feel the way I do, and we have broken away from Falconis's rule to undermine the Falcon resigme. These rebel Falcons, as we call ourselves, have chipped away at the piller of power, assassinating corrupt Falcon advisors and aiding the Bulls back into power. On behalf of the rebel Black Falcons, I can offer the support of a thousand troops who will turn against Faconis at a word."
The Lone Falcon sat.
And so the day went on, with each person making a speach, pledging troops and offering ideas. After the speechs a course of action was discussed, debated, and finalized.