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[OPEN] Gather 'Round Men[Soldier gathering]

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déodat,

The light of noon time flooded into the cave. Déodat blinked the sleep from his eyes and yawned. There was work to be done and no time to doddle about. As he started to move out of his cave, he found his muscles were still quite sore. This shouldn’t have come as a surprise after how hard he had exerted himself not that long ago. How long he had been asleep though he didn’t know. Hopefully he hadn’t wasted too much time resting. Illynx’s orders were the first thing that came to his mind. With one last retch, he headed out of the cave that he had deemed as his own since his return.

Evil lurked outside their doorstep, and it very well could make it’s way closer, and it was time to rally the troops. The Basin needed strong mares and stallions that were ready to defend their homeland. Should any prove to be even slightly less, Déodat personally would’ve tossed them out to the darkness, luckily for the other it wasn’t up to him. He had confidence in his fellow soldiers, even if they most likely couldn’t fend of what evil lies within the darkness. All that could be done is that they remain vigilant, and ensure the Basin would be prepared if whatever evil was brewing decided to come north. Memories of that shadow brewed in his mind, and how it had filled him with such fear and the sheer need to flee. The Blood Prince wasn’t a coward in the slightest. Dozens of times he had charged into the fray of battle with the courage of a lion. All it took for that darkness to cause him to flee was brew at his feet. Whatever that force was, he believed it to be immensely powerful. Something so dark could only bring death.

Déodat moved with an air of determination about him. Written upon his face was a hardened expression, and of course his usual frown was etched across his mouth. The expression may give off an unfriendly air, but he cared little. There was a job to be done and one couldn’t accomplish anything in the art of war with smiles and giggles. When he finally reached the main area of activity within the Basin, he snorted and glanced about. What was one supposed to do when gathering an army? Typically Déodat was the one being called not calling on others.

“Soldiers of the Basin,” The Blood Prince shouted out into the cold air. “I call you all to a gathering by orders of Lady Illynx. There are dire matters to be discussed and orders she has issued.” Now he supposed he was simply supposed to stand there, so he did, glancing about every now and then o see if anyone would answer his call.


[Déodat is basically calling the soldiers together so he can tell them of the darkness spreading throughout Helovia, and will be telling them of tightening patrols.]


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Gather 'Round Men[Soldier gathering] - by Déodat - 12-28-2013, 08:33 PM

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