Rozalia Posted November 11, 2015 Share Posted November 11, 2015 As the great war with the Covenant drew to a close, Flying General Mayor together with Vladimir Zhogin scouted out the Covenant to assess the damage. Their verdict on the matter was... complete... annihilation. The two men with their mission complete directed their way back to Roz Wei, choosing by-roads leading through the Brownlands rather than the highways full of all sorts. When their small supplies ran out, they entered a village to beg. But when the people of any place heard that Mayor of Roz Wei was the man who needed help, they vied with each other in offering all that was required. One day they sought shelter at a house whence a youth came out and made a low obeisance. They asked his name and he gave it as Edward, from the family George who about as well known as you can get in the Brownlands. Hearing who the visitor was, the youth wished to lay before him a dish of game, but though he sought for a long time, nothing could be found for the table as it was the Brownlands after all. So Edward came home, killed his wife Beulah and prepared a portion for his guest. While eating Mayor asked, "What flesh is it?" Edward told him: "Wolf." Mayor knew no better and ate his fill. Next day at daylight, just as Mayor was leaving, he went to the stables in the rear to get his horse and passing through the kitchen; he saw the dead body of a woman lying on the table. The flesh of one arm had been cut away. Quite startled he asked what this meant, and then he knew what he had eaten the night before. He was deeply sorry at this proof of his host's regard and the tears rained down as he mounted his steed at the gate. "I wish I could go with you and join your Lord Rozalia," said Edward, "but as my mother still lives, I cannot go so far from home." Mayor thanked him and went his way. The party took the road by Garra De Pantera, and as they were going out, they saw not far off a thick cloud of dust. When the troop came nearer, they found the troops were of Rozalia's army, and with them they traveled to the main camp where they found Rozalia himself. Rozalia shed tears at the sad story of Clarke's total humiliation, the total loss of his state, and of his many brothers in UPN, BoC, and EoS who had died. When Mayor told him of the youth who had sacrificed his wife to feed them, Rozalia decided to travel to the Brownlands himself to reward the youth. Arriving in the Brownlands, Rozalia personally rewarded the youth with a hundred ounces of silver and a whole ton of food. However he had not just come to reward... for he had been told that the meal had an exotic and forbidden flavour to it and wanted to see if he could get a bite of the delicacy of the Brownlands, that the sampling of was a part of being a cultured individual. The youth made an obeisance and responded that only the torso remained and sadly not much of it either. Rozalia not worried of such a thing waited at the table for the meal which was soon put in front of him. He thought of using a fork... but such a savage meal must be engulfed by hand, not by a man made construct such as a fork. As he reached into the torso to pull the insides he felt something hard which would not come out with his light tugging. Giving it some welly he finally extracted the object revealing it to be... the Smoky Quartz! "THIS MUST BE DIVINE PROVIDENCE!", Rozalia exclaimed with great happiness. The youth surprised, remarked that in the Brownlands people often eat bugs, rats, grass, dirt, even rocks for the land is so poor and that his wife must have found and swallowed the precious stone, "poppycock, this can only be DIVINE PROVIDENCE! A gift from the Heavens!", bellowed the most pleased Rozalia. With the Smoky Quartz in hand Rozalia thanked the youth once again and started his journey back to Roz Wei. 5 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nadir Aminu Posted November 11, 2015 Share Posted November 11, 2015 Beautiful. 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Moreau Posted November 11, 2015 Share Posted November 11, 2015 Lol Quote Signed by Sultan Moreau Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Franz Von Dietrich Posted November 11, 2015 Share Posted November 11, 2015 Heresy, more like it! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mayor Posted November 11, 2015 Share Posted November 11, 2015 Heresy, more like it! Burn the heretic! ... then we can eat him extra crispy! 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Franz Von Dietrich Posted November 11, 2015 Share Posted November 11, 2015 Burn the heretic! ... then we can eat him extra crispy! You get the toast, I get the butter. 3 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mayor Posted November 12, 2015 Share Posted November 12, 2015 You get the toast, I get the butter. You will eat yourself?! That is intense! 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bollocks Posted November 12, 2015 Share Posted November 12, 2015 Rozalia shed tears at the sad story of Clarke's total humiliation, the total loss of his state, and of his many brothers in UPN, BoC, and EoS who had died. I would love for this story to be told in detail. Quote The Coalition Discord: https://discord.gg/WBzNRGK Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Valakias Posted November 12, 2015 Share Posted November 12, 2015 Only our emperor, in his glorious mercy, could have wept for Clarke's demise. All hail our merciful Son Of Heaven! 3 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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