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Log: Meeting of Sovereigns

Page history last edited by Tsangun 15 years, 6 months ago

Synopsis: Darius seeks out the aid of Gilgamesh to cure the plague in Lumaba.

Setting: The Tiezan Crater

Characters: Darius, Gilgamesh (3 xp to Gilgamesh for this scene)

 

The Tiezan Crater. Formerly named the Tienzan Plains, an area known for gentle rolling hills and large open fields, it was renamed the Tienzan Crater some fifteen years ago and is now known for its gentle rolling hills plus one giant crater. It's a smallish kingdom, with the majority of the citizens living in separated in small villages and farms across the landscape. The capital of the nation is built right along the edge of the Crater itself, with housings lining the edge of the crater, almost like a protective fence. The only person who actually lives inside the Crater itself is the ruler of the land, Marquis Gilgamesh von Enkidu.

 

Darius finds himself at the Marqis's resdence. He only has five men with him. All in White cloaks, and all looking like they could take an army. Darius leaves them at the gates of the man's palace and procedes alone to the man's study. When he is let in, Darius bows formally. "Marquis, an honor to be in your presence."

 

-= OOC =- Gilgamesh says, "Okay. We're going to need to edit that."

 

-= OOC =- Gilgamesh says, "Gil doesn't live in a palace."

 

-= OOC =- Gilgamesh says, "He lives, quite literally, in a big hole in the ground. :P"

 

-= OOC =- Darius says, "Okay then... Well Darius procedes alone ^^"

 

-= OOC =- Gilgamesh says, "Sorry I didn't make that clear. So he leaves them at the edge of the crater then?"

 

-= OOC =- Darius says, "Yupp"

 

A large wooden trapdoor is placed in the middle of the crater. Before several feet away from it, there is an ornate metal sign that reads: "The Residence of the Most Honorable Marquis of Tienzan, Gilgamesh von Enkidu." From the looks of things, whoever made the trapdoor is probably not the same person as whoever placed the sign there. There is a small parchment attached to the bottom of the sign. Scribbled on the paper in poor writing, are the words: "Knockn' loudly. He usually can't hearin' you unless you's makin' a ruckus."

 

Darius sighs and kneels down next to the trapdoor and pounds very loudly. "Marquis! This si Darius Firedrand of the Thousand Lakes!"

 

Gilgamesh didn't seem to hear him, as the trapdoor remains fairly shut. However, the peasants living along the edge of the crater seems to have heard him. "Wossat? Did he say he was Darius Firebrand?" Commented a peasant man. "Isn't he that aweful fellow who's been going around sacking other kingdoms?" commented another peasant. "Well you know how them nobs are. Always sacking one another for lands or wimmen or whatnot." Says a third peasant. Pretty soon, most people are out of their homes and are curiously peeking in from the edge of the crater.

 

Shaking his head, Darius sighs again wiht a quiet murmered "Peasants." Then just leans down and attempts to open the trap door. "Gilgamesh! I come in peace for pitties sake!"

 

"What's that he said?" Murmurs the gossping crowd. "He's come for a piece of Pietes' Lake? Isn't that about three hundred miles away? What's he come all the way here for if he wants to sack Pietes' Lake?" Darius notes that most of the crowd seem to be carrying pitchforcks and other sharp, pointy farming impliments. "Well he better not be here to cause any trouble, that's all I'ms saying."

 

-= OOC =- Darius says, "Did the door open?"

 

-= OOC =- Gilgamesh says, "not yet. next pose!"

 

Darius growls lowly under his breath. He pounds on the door again. "FOR THE LOVE OF THE GODS OPEN THE DOOR AND SAY HELLO OR SOMETHING!!!" he pounds a few more times. "I have work for you old man! People to cure! Just open the damn door!"

 

The door finally swings open. It opens outwardly, nearly smacking Darius on the face. "Vot iz gon on out here? Vot's all diz racket? Hy can't gets henny vork done!" Demanded an angry old man in a deshevled looking gown. There seems to be charred bits in his hair, and there's the smell of something burning from the room below. "Vhat? Vhat hyu vant?"

 

Darius dodges the door but only jsut barely. "Good gods man!" he straightens his tunic and bows. "Marquis gilgamesh? I am Prince Darius Firebrand. I've come with a bussiness proposal for your kingdom."

 

Gilgamesh takes one look at Darius, and squints, as if having trouble seeing. "Not intereshted in buyink anyting. Got everyting Hy need, dank hyu, hef a nize day." He says rapidly before moving to shut the trap door.

 

Darius places a hand on the door. "No! I need your help in stopping a plague! I'm not trying to sell you anything."

 

Gilgamesh stops attempting to close the door, although he doesn't re-open it completely either. He seems distrustful of Darius, although this is nothing personal. If the stories are true, Gilgamesh is like this to just about everyone. "Plague? Vere iz diz plague?"

 

Darius keeps his hand on the door just in case. "It's in the realm of Lumaba. Between that and the Bandits alot of people are dieing. I'm trying to prevent a Shadowlands, and save innocents. Your people made alchemical wonders. I'm hopeing you might be able to help me in thei venture."

 

Gilgamesh considers this for a moment, and then replies sagely. "Iz easy. If bundits go into de plague area, dey catch plague too, und plague keel dem. If bundits keel all plague carries, den plague dies out. Problem solves itself, eventually."

 

Darius sighs again and attempts to look at the old crazy hermit. "But then we have enough Deaths to create a new Shadowland. Do you really want the Deathlords THAT close you your domain?"

 

Gilgamesh opens up the trapdoor completely again, stroking his charred beard as he thinks. "Vy do hyu care? Hyu said hyu're from Lund uf Thousund Lakes? Lumaba isn't part uf you domain, yas? Vy vork zo hard?" He asks of Darius.

 

Darius shakes his head. "Forget the rumors. I'm a good guy. I'm doing what I'm doing to keep the realm at bay from causing ALOT more death. As for Lumaba, innocents are being harmed. I'm not okay with that." He raises an eyebrow before asking. "Isn't that enough?"

 

"If hyu vere a normal person, den yas." Gilgamesh says, eyeing Darius with his monacle wearing eye. It's rather disconcerting, given how the glass makes that one eye look huge. "Bot if hyu are Prince uf a Kingdom, vit large army, und goes around takink over odder keengdoms nearby, all for 'greater goot', den more dot raises queshtions, yas?"

 

Darius shakes his head. "I swear one day you will thank me. Until then, jsut accept the fact that I'm trying to help these people hmm?"

 

You say, "We shall see, yas? For now, tell me vot keend uf plague diz iz."

 

Darius ticks the symptoms off on his gloved right hand. "Fever, spots, vomiting, dehydration, and eventual death." he ticks each finger agian to make sure he hasn't forgotten anything. "That's about it."

 

"Bah. Thiz can be anyting." Gilgamesh replies before slamming close the trapdoor. It reopens again in a few minutes though, and he thrusts a rather sizable box filled with bottles of all sorts of different colored liquids and potions. "Here, hyu take dese, give to sick person, den tell me vot happens. Turnink veird colors, vomitink, gasiness, explosion... tings like dot. Then ve can knows vot iz de plague."

 

Darius blinks and nods. "I... I cna do that...." he blinls at the bottles. "Wait... Did you say explosion?"

 

Gilgamesh thinks for a moment. Sometimes he's not certain what he just said either. "No. Explusion, uf bodily fluids und excrement. Smells very terrible."

 

Gilgamesh gestures at the growing crowd at the edge of the crater. "If noting else, den please leave. The pipple seem to be unhappy vit hyu beink here."

 

Darius "Ahs" and nods once before bowing. "Thank you Marquis. I'll return when I know more." he starts to say something else then nods. "Right, I'll just get out of here. Be well Marquis." And with that he gets the hell out of dodge.

 

Gilgamesh closes his trapdoor and gets back to his experiments, when he finally remembered that he /did/ mean explosion afterall. "Ho vait. There iz possibility uf explosion, not zo big to make city vanish, bot enough to take out vall. Ho vell."

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