The beginning of Eternal Friendships Dynasty, and the oath of brotherhood.
Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2007 8:49 pm
It was a regular morning on atys.
Sun Ce was out in the wilderness, at the beautiful waterfalls in the land of Witherings. It was early, the sun was rising and Sun Ce was practicing his Palor spear and Hampyx mace with his friend Lewy, they were both members of a clan that called themselves the Kings of Oblivion..
They were fighting, practicing, on each other. Each strike from each was fast, the sun reflecting in their blades and the shiny metal of their weapons.
Both were dressed as fighters, as generals. They were nobles and their clothes reflected that.
Sun Ce was dressed in a big golden vest, bare arms and golden bracers.
His pants were covered in jewels and his hair set up in a pony tail.
Lewy was dressed in matis noble robes.
His long hair hanging in a pony tail behind his head. Golden lines on his robes, wielding a long beautiful sword that seemed as balanced as if touched by the heavens and blessed by the gods.
It was like watching a dance, each strike had deadly precision and the perfection and grace of their moves made even the heavens take a second pause, and just watch the beautiful fighting dance..
It went on for hours, both were sweating, but going on.
"Lewy my dear friend, you seem tired.. Getting out of shape are we?"
"Are you dreaming again Sun? You couldnt beat me even if I lost one of my arms" Sun Ce smiled, and spun around striking his spear after Lewy.
Lewy's sword easily blocked the strike and lewy smiled.
"Your getting sloppy Sun, was that supposed to be a strike?"
Pushing each other back, both men got ready for another attack..
Sun Ce dropped his spear and grabbed his hampyx mace that was hanging on his back, throwing his body forward, he striked after Lewy's shoulder.
A tall sound, of metal hitting metal was made when a strangers sword was blocking both Sun Ce's mace and Lewy's longsword.
"You are BOTH getting out of shape old friends" Redslayer laughed.
Sun Ce dropped his mace and threw his arms around Redslayer.
Good to see you my friend. Good to see you.
The three friends went to one of the fyrosian pubs in the Capital of Pyr.
After some firewines and stories about former fights, Lewy had to leave.
His army was in need of him. And he had to lead them.
That was his job as a general and a noble.
That was his duty.
Redslayer and Sun Ce sat back, kept drinking their firewine and talking.
"I have been thinking of leaving the clan my friend.. I cant stand the alliances and the so called leadership of the alliance we are in"
"Then what will you do Sun?"
"I will create my own clan, create something the world has never before seen, something blessed by the heavens"
"Then I will join you, to whatever end that we face".
Then the two friends rised from their chairs and left the pub.
On their way to the mountain side of the desert after making their clan, they got ambushed by a pack of blood thirsty Zerx.. It was night time, the moon was shining and they had both had, well more then enough firewine to cloud their senses.
Things were looking really bad. Redslayer striked down two of the creatures with his sword. And Sun Ce had somehow thrown away his mace out of pure anger, and was nearly wrestling one of the zerx.
And there was still three more of them left.
Redslayer thought that now might be their ending. So soon.
Each passing second felt like an hour, and all their memories were going through his head.
Then, out of nowhere. A tall, blue zorai, masked and dressed like a fierce warrior walked out of the shadows of the cliffs around them.
He was covered in electricity, and a burst of lightning shot out of his body.
Killing two of the zerx.
"I thought the two of you fine men might need some assistance" the big blue man grinned.
Redslayer nodded*, and ran over and picked up his sword.
He turned to the Zerx behind him, and with a hard effort, cut the creatures head off.
"A pleasure meeting you fine sir. My name is Redslayer"
"Pelian, a noble general from the Zorai people" Redslayer smiled.
Then both men turned to watch Sun Ce, who was still struggling with the Zerx he had chosen to engage. The pure rage of Sun Ce was entertaining to both men, and Pelian said loudly:
"Ive seen fools throw away their weapons for many reasons, but in favor of a fist with some skin on it"
Sun Ce made a last rush of effort, and threw his arms around the Zerx's head, and with a last struggle, he managed to break the creatures neck.
"Sun Ce, nobleman and commander of the EF clan, Pelian right?"
"That is correct, Ive heard about the two fyrosian generals, and I come to join you, you have my magic and my spear"
"Much appreciated dear friend. Come with us"
Over the next few weeks, the three friends got to know each other.. They fought together and grew fond of each other.
One day, back at the waterfalls in Witherings. The three men swore an oath. An oath of brotherhood forever.
And the beginning of a Dynasty was at hand.
And with their weapons raised at the sky as if challenging the heavens, they said:
""We three---Sun Ce, Redslayer, and Pelian ---though of different families, swear brotherhood, and promise mutual help to one end. We will rescue each other in difficulty; we will aid each other in danger. We swear to serve the state and save the people. We ask not the same day of birth, but we seek to die together. May Heaven, the all-ruling, and Earth, the all-producing, read our hearts. If we turn aside from righteousness or forget kindliness, may Heaven and Homin smite us!"
Sun Ce was out in the wilderness, at the beautiful waterfalls in the land of Witherings. It was early, the sun was rising and Sun Ce was practicing his Palor spear and Hampyx mace with his friend Lewy, they were both members of a clan that called themselves the Kings of Oblivion..
They were fighting, practicing, on each other. Each strike from each was fast, the sun reflecting in their blades and the shiny metal of their weapons.
Both were dressed as fighters, as generals. They were nobles and their clothes reflected that.
Sun Ce was dressed in a big golden vest, bare arms and golden bracers.
His pants were covered in jewels and his hair set up in a pony tail.
Lewy was dressed in matis noble robes.
His long hair hanging in a pony tail behind his head. Golden lines on his robes, wielding a long beautiful sword that seemed as balanced as if touched by the heavens and blessed by the gods.
It was like watching a dance, each strike had deadly precision and the perfection and grace of their moves made even the heavens take a second pause, and just watch the beautiful fighting dance..
It went on for hours, both were sweating, but going on.
"Lewy my dear friend, you seem tired.. Getting out of shape are we?"
"Are you dreaming again Sun? You couldnt beat me even if I lost one of my arms" Sun Ce smiled, and spun around striking his spear after Lewy.
Lewy's sword easily blocked the strike and lewy smiled.
"Your getting sloppy Sun, was that supposed to be a strike?"
Pushing each other back, both men got ready for another attack..
Sun Ce dropped his spear and grabbed his hampyx mace that was hanging on his back, throwing his body forward, he striked after Lewy's shoulder.
A tall sound, of metal hitting metal was made when a strangers sword was blocking both Sun Ce's mace and Lewy's longsword.
"You are BOTH getting out of shape old friends" Redslayer laughed.
Sun Ce dropped his mace and threw his arms around Redslayer.
Good to see you my friend. Good to see you.
The three friends went to one of the fyrosian pubs in the Capital of Pyr.
After some firewines and stories about former fights, Lewy had to leave.
His army was in need of him. And he had to lead them.
That was his job as a general and a noble.
That was his duty.
Redslayer and Sun Ce sat back, kept drinking their firewine and talking.
"I have been thinking of leaving the clan my friend.. I cant stand the alliances and the so called leadership of the alliance we are in"
"Then what will you do Sun?"
"I will create my own clan, create something the world has never before seen, something blessed by the heavens"
"Then I will join you, to whatever end that we face".
Then the two friends rised from their chairs and left the pub.
On their way to the mountain side of the desert after making their clan, they got ambushed by a pack of blood thirsty Zerx.. It was night time, the moon was shining and they had both had, well more then enough firewine to cloud their senses.
Things were looking really bad. Redslayer striked down two of the creatures with his sword. And Sun Ce had somehow thrown away his mace out of pure anger, and was nearly wrestling one of the zerx.
And there was still three more of them left.
Redslayer thought that now might be their ending. So soon.
Each passing second felt like an hour, and all their memories were going through his head.
Then, out of nowhere. A tall, blue zorai, masked and dressed like a fierce warrior walked out of the shadows of the cliffs around them.
He was covered in electricity, and a burst of lightning shot out of his body.
Killing two of the zerx.
"I thought the two of you fine men might need some assistance" the big blue man grinned.
Redslayer nodded*, and ran over and picked up his sword.
He turned to the Zerx behind him, and with a hard effort, cut the creatures head off.
"A pleasure meeting you fine sir. My name is Redslayer"
"Pelian, a noble general from the Zorai people" Redslayer smiled.
Then both men turned to watch Sun Ce, who was still struggling with the Zerx he had chosen to engage. The pure rage of Sun Ce was entertaining to both men, and Pelian said loudly:
"Ive seen fools throw away their weapons for many reasons, but in favor of a fist with some skin on it"
Sun Ce made a last rush of effort, and threw his arms around the Zerx's head, and with a last struggle, he managed to break the creatures neck.
"Sun Ce, nobleman and commander of the EF clan, Pelian right?"
"That is correct, Ive heard about the two fyrosian generals, and I come to join you, you have my magic and my spear"
"Much appreciated dear friend. Come with us"
Over the next few weeks, the three friends got to know each other.. They fought together and grew fond of each other.
One day, back at the waterfalls in Witherings. The three men swore an oath. An oath of brotherhood forever.
And the beginning of a Dynasty was at hand.
And with their weapons raised at the sky as if challenging the heavens, they said:
""We three---Sun Ce, Redslayer, and Pelian ---though of different families, swear brotherhood, and promise mutual help to one end. We will rescue each other in difficulty; we will aid each other in danger. We swear to serve the state and save the people. We ask not the same day of birth, but we seek to die together. May Heaven, the all-ruling, and Earth, the all-producing, read our hearts. If we turn aside from righteousness or forget kindliness, may Heaven and Homin smite us!"