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Jun 4, 2010 2:06:18 GMT
Post by Zhu Jun on Jun 4, 2010 2:06:18 GMT
The palace to the city of Cheng Du is located in the central plaza of the cities perimeter. Here you can request for an audience with the current prefect. The palace consists of a throne room, a kitchen, an open audience chamber, a council area and an upper landing where rest rooms are located.
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Jun 5, 2010 14:59:37 GMT
Post by Zhuge Liang on Jun 5, 2010 14:59:37 GMT
Liu Yan had felt the cold for the first time in his life that day. He had sat himself by his bed, hugged the sheets of florescent green and gold and shivered inordinately as the warmth of the fire flickered over his body. It was a cold wrought upon men not by illness, disease or weather – but instead by the eerie chill of age. The fire burned like incense, and although its hearth could do little for his bones he took great pleasure in watching the flames flicker between existing realms. He watched them turn from light orange to a deep red, before cascading together in a great display of blue and yellow alike. It was something to truly marvel at, to appreciate and enjoy and he felt a pang of regret when he compared his own faltering life to such an existence.
Still, Liu Yan had survived that day, he had gone on to lead his first campaign against Zi Tong – and although it had ended in a defeat, he had learned something of value. He had learned not to take life for granted, and that in the end – all existing things were beautiful if placed in order. He liked that idea, an existence that was filled with the principles of logical understanding. It was just a pity that very few men would heed his call – or seek his understanding.
Now he stood among the advisors and counsellors of his court, gazing down at his advisor Huang Quan and his leading general Zhang Ren. Each man before him had done something marvellous, each had done something to prove their worth and their commitment. He was pleased with the talent laid before him – even if it was small in number.
“Today my friends.” He started with a smile, and raised a hand to curb the anxious tension that arose from his greeting, “I have summoned all of you today to express my desires regarding this bitter forlorn land. I am a Magistrate, a governor – but I am also a visionary, a man with a dream. A purpose.”
He watched his words settle among the crowd like a dead weight, their own minds calm and collected. He wondered whether his idea would work, and swallowed his doubt quickly.
“I believe that the standing fore-fathers of our nation would be pleased should they see what we have achieved, to see what we have learned. But I am no fool in my ideals. I seek change, and on a scale so vast it will blot out the sun and its rays. I seek something that will rebuild the infrastructure of our people, to share the wealth and to seek out better opportunities for our citizens. I am a man of many things, a writer of many books and a scholar of many articles – and still there has not been change, even when praised and regarded as a politician, no one has acted on the words I have ushered, no one has cared for the PEOPLE!”
He watched the smiles flicker among the faces of those he knew, and felt relieved to see his favourite generals and advisors among them.
“I will change this world. I will bring about a new change, something that works - something honourable. But first I must destroy the founding families of our cities; I must rebuild order and remove this outrageous influence passed from generation to generation. There is only one government, and that is mine. There is only one military – and that is mine. The rest are now null and void. MEN!”
His call beckoned the arrival of his armed guards, who held tightly halberds and spears.
“Begin the operation, and kill the corrupt officials of my council. Starting with Gu Yilan.”
Then the slaughter begun, and his generals who had sided with him simply turned and watched, their faces un-phased by this sudden assault.
“We will begin our expedition against Zi Tong shortly. I owe them for the defeat of our last assault.”
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Jun 5, 2010 17:42:09 GMT
Post by Zhou Yu on Jun 5, 2010 17:42:09 GMT
A brand new day had just started and what a day it was going to turn out to be, Liu Fan the son of the great ruler known only as Liu Yan, had been away from Cheng Du Visiting his dear old mother she never ever visited the castle much so Fan would visit her once a week, maybe the reason was that his mother didn’t like the fact that her only family where away from home trying to unite the family’s under one banner.
Fan after reaching the main throne room door began to walk towards his father, still watching some of the army run past him chances being there on some mission for Fans Father, moments later Fan catches the sight of his father talking to what looked like some army commanders, not wanting to be rude Fan waits awhile an till his father has a free moment before addressing him saying.
“Father am I intruding on matters of the state, if that is true then I will return when you have a free moment, if not mother sends her greetings and asks if you could find it in your heart to visit her, she misses you and just wants you to come home to her, and it weights on my heart to see mother in this state and what is the news of the army, have they took over any more city's or is what I see before me is for a different purpose. “
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Jun 5, 2010 22:07:07 GMT
Post by Norion on Jun 5, 2010 22:07:07 GMT
Vilakazi approached the palace walls with a purpose. The sun sat lazily in the sky as Kazi walked up the steps, eager to meet with his Lord as soon as possible. Kazi had received orders from Liu Yan, and it was important that Kazi verify them as soon as possible. There would be no time for words with the guards, for they knew who Vilakazi was, and what he would do to them if they questioned his presence inside the palace walls.
He waved his left hand at them and as the guards saw the Demon's Arm, they quickly opened the doors for him. Kazi smirked, relishing the effect he had on the guards. They respected him, but more importantly they feared him. It was better to be feared than loved, and Kazi believed in that statement more than any other. He walked through the winding cooridors of the palace, until he reached the throne room. He stood at the doors until the guards there opened them.
"Master Vilakazi Shimazu approaches!" called a guard as he opened the doors. Kazi, ignoring all others within the throne room, walked towards his Lord's throne, stopped 30 paces away and bowed respectfully.
"Master, I have recieved your orders. I wish to verify them before proceeding."
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Jun 5, 2010 22:30:36 GMT
Post by Zhuge Liang on Jun 5, 2010 22:30:36 GMT
Liu Yan had watched the scene unfold with mild interest. He was not a murderer, and the fact that he had sentenced death without a jury or a ‘case’ proved strenuous for the elder. He had promised fairness, justice – and his actions had done all but shattered that image. He had dictated that day, he had killed.
The maids swept the remaining puddle of blood from the tiled floor, and then returned to their duties with haste. Liu Yan would have called for a feast, but the look of his advisors and generals bid little consumption. It was understandable, they had not witnessed the wars he had – nor had they felt the bitter taste of defeat and mockery.
His son was the first to enter his throne, clad in a robe of etiquette design whilst bearing that humble presence known only to members of the Liu family.
He spoke politely, his voice masked by his bitter emotions. He assumed the boy resented him a little, for surely his wife suffered as a result of his hardships. Maybe one day that would change.
“You see the state in which our affairs are run, and still you ask? Have I not taught you the skills of observation my boy. Can my enemies laughing still in Zi Tong not usher any words that greet your ears?”
He smiled. He had always had a strenuous relationship with his son, and although he favoured Liu Fan – he did sigh at the boy’s incompetence.
“The wife will wait, as all mistresses do when a man fights their wars. If she misses me so much, then why does she not grace me with her own presence, then send her …. Compassionate son to my feet in mercy.” He smiled, though he did not jest at the prospect of his wife. He felt it was strange for a man to do the bidding of a woman, even if it was a mother.
“Still. The kingdom holds well, and I will visit your dear mother when I have the luxury to explain my continued absence from her quarters.”
He paused when a guard called forth the arrival of his trusted general, Vilakazi.
“Ah yes. I am glad you have come, there is someone you should meet.”
He beckoned his hand before gazing back to his son, “Attend to your duties my boy, or speak to me the mind of my heir.”
Then he turned to Wei Xiadi, the black knight who had entered the room at his masters bidding. “Vilakazi Shimazu, meet General Wei Xiadi. He will help you with your mission.”
He pushed himself from his chair and beckoned for a guard to pass a message onto his general, Shimazu, “Set up a camp 200 metres away from Zi Tong and read this letter, once read – dispose of it. Nobody can learn of its contents. Wei Xiadi will accompany you on your mission. If you fail, retreat and return to me unscathed – I have lost enough men to the likes of those bigots in Zi Tong.”
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Jun 5, 2010 22:54:51 GMT
Post by Norion on Jun 5, 2010 22:54:51 GMT
Vilakazi rose, and accepted the message. He would read it upon setting up camp. Nodding to Wei Xiadi, Vilakazi spoke once more before departing.
"It is an honor to have your faith placed in me. Along with General Xiadi, I will also bring my own officer, Magashi. I look forward to returning, with positive results. Shall we, General?" Kazi said as he exited the throne room. He would not return until his mission was completed.
He expected to be back within a week.
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Jun 6, 2010 2:17:20 GMT
Post by Zhou Yu on Jun 6, 2010 2:17:20 GMT
Liu Fan Observed and listened to his father’s words like a child reading a book, taking note of how he addressed his son and how he put himself above his own wife, fan resented him for that but he was not about to make his feelings known to his father, because he has bigger issues to deal with. Fan then turns to watch as other members of his dads court arrived.
“No father I have nothing to say and yes you are right, if my mother wishes to see you she can come to you, and yes I have been watching and learning, but sometimes getting revenge is not the only option, my grandfather taught me that and how words can enrol the masses” With that, Fan bows to his father and the others within the throne room and begins to walk back to the private quarters getting ready to head out with his men for a routine patrol allowing his words to sink in to his father.
[ Exits To Private Quaters and then out of the castle]
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Jun 6, 2010 23:11:21 GMT
Post by Alfie on Jun 6, 2010 23:11:21 GMT
Yan Yan’s duties rarely shirked from simply standing beside his Lord and protecting him, and this week had been no different. It was a momentous time for Liu Yan and the whole of Cheng Du, for the corrupt vermin of the Government were finally being squashed under the feet of the superior man. Liu Yan came cross to many only as a man of peace. Yan Yan was not so naïve. He would have not served under his lord if this was the case, for the man who does not spill blood when necessary would not be fit to rule. While the bloodshed took place, Yan Yan didn’t even wince. Throughout his life, he had seen much worse… To people who he actually felt something aside from sheer dislike. The killings achieved the desired objective of making a statement, it was clear on every survivor’s face – the ghoulish shade of white had quickly grown on most – Zhang Ren and Yan Yan were exceptions to the masses. The corpses were hastily removed from the chambers, though the welcomed crimson stains were more of a nuisance for the Palace maids.
Following the grand spectacle, there were a couple of visitors for Lord Liu Yan. The first of which was his son. It amazed Yan Yan how a boy could differ so much from his father, for it is he who he should learn the most important lessons from. This visit was immediately followed by another’s, an officer under Liu Yan that Yan Yan had not seen much of – he made a strong first impression on him and Yan Yan knew it would only be a matter of time until their paths crossed once more.
When peace overcame the Throne room once again, Yan Yan stood forward slightly and cleared his throat before speaking:
“My Lord. What are my orders?”
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Jun 7, 2010 1:27:20 GMT
Post by Zhu Jun on Jun 7, 2010 1:27:20 GMT
The regions had become shifted, as the Warlords rose among the toil that the people had suffered from the recent events. Dong Zhuo's dictatorship still fresh within the hearts, until the Generals of the former tyrant, Li Jue and Guo Si, took the Emperor under their wing; claiming guardians of the Son of Heaven. Yet, many were questioning their loyalty and legitamacy; aside, the regional lords continued their expansions ignoring the turmoil that ravished the newly established Capital. It was no different within the house of Ma who had spent many years stabilising the Wuwei region, halting the skirmishes that had become infamous of the Qiang tribes; hiding within the mountains to pillage the townfolk when their supplies dwindled.
So far north, it seemed they had isolated themselves from the mainland; many were accepting officers into the servitude, while they had their fellow clansmen. From Wuwei, Ma Teng travelled himself for the mission of friendship; his aim to embrace Liu Yan as an ally. Knowing that friends were rare, many not to be trusted. The Wuwei Governor knew much of Liu Yan, to be a man of honour and just judgement; the very being he had worked so hard to become. Facing the sudden change in climate, Teng was dressed in battle garb; not wishing to risk being ambushed along the way. Behind the Govenor was a small contingen of 200 riders, the entourage for such a journey..out of one region, to pass through another and to enter the large region of Shu Ba; only hoping that this effort would be taken into account by the Liu clansmen..
"Ma Teng, of Wuwei, has travelled the peaks to seek an audience of alliance with the Govenor Liu; is he available to speak with me?" A clear voice burst from Ma's lips, the fierce eyes darting to the patrolling Palace guards; yet, his being was kind..the character of the Horsemen was known to all and in some instances respected dearly. Awaiting the approval to see Liu Yan, he began to wonder on how he would be recieved..furthermore, of what disposition this man would be of? Only hoping a solidified friendship would blossom from this visitation...
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Jun 7, 2010 2:17:13 GMT
Post by Zhuge Liang on Jun 7, 2010 2:17:13 GMT
Liu Yan could only smile at the restoration of his son’s stature. The boy stood up and voiced his opinion proudly and with confidence, a trait of his mother’s that he had always thanked the gods for. After all, not all of his children could bear his bruising’s or his temperament.
“Oh, I have no need for vengeance my boy.” He whispered, “I have already claimed Zi Tong – they are merely unaware of it just yet.”
He smiled as he spoke, and allowed a moment to settle as his son turned and left the room. It was odd to see the contrast in traits. He was after all a Liu, a strong, tall and proud member of Liu – and yet everything about him reeked of his mother’s delusional optimism. He was the sort of character that would enter the battlefield a child, and leave as either a broken spirit or a battle-hardened veteran. He prayed for it to be the latter of the two choices.
“Next.”
He spoke tirelessly, closing his mind as the day unfolded. He had had many plans for the course of the day, and yet now they all seemed trivial or unimportant. He was stuck, listening to the pleas of the masses whilst calculating the advantages of state, political and personal affairs. It was no easy task to rule the nation – but what he did do he did thoroughly.
He was a happy ruler, should such a word fit the description. But he was also tired and bored by the trivialities that existed in his realm. He could not feed every poor hand, nor could he fix the mentality that was mankind.
The pessimism faded shortly however, as the body of his trusted general leaned forward, and what followed were the carefully placed words of a general who had endured war and crisis. He was a man he had hoped his son would become; a man who could stand tall and defiant and feel no sweat build beneath his brow.
“You step in at the best of times.” He smiled at his trusted general, and then rose from the throne he had so lovingly placed all those many months ago. “Dismiss the council. I am tired today – we shall continue this another day.”
His few wardens bid their head before guards came and dismissed the growing line of practitioners and engineers outside. He had hoped of setting up some businesses today, but that would have to wait – for he needed to bring war, and there was no time for restoration in such conditions.
“Yan Yan.” He beckoned the general closer, and then turned his attention to the door, “We received another letter this morning from the tribunal in Nanzhong. It seems our enemies to the south fight amongst each other. The cities have shown disrespect to the local culture of the Nanman people, and the cities there are in immediate threat of attack. I feel it is time to intervene with our southern neighbours, and bring to them the justice we can uphold. But firstly, there is a task I need you to do."
He walked slowly from the steps, leading his general down into the main open area, where his ministers had situated themselves, “I need you to go to Nanzhong and locate the Tribes of the Nanman people. Do whatever it takes to make them side with us and listen intently to their styles of life, we will indeed adapt it to our regime should the plan work. Once you have acquired the Nanman’s trust, lead your men along with those of the Nanman to the city, and offer him this letter."
He pulled a small letter from his pouch and handed it to Yan Yan, “For us to secure our homeland, we must first secure our bond with our…..feisty neighbours.”
Liu Yan nodded curtly to his men as Yan Yan took the parchment, and turned only to be greeted by another guard announcing the arrival of Ma Teng, the ruler of Wuwei. It had initially come as a shock, but as the shock of the ruler’s arrival faded, it was replaced steadily by excitement and hope. He would need friends should he conquer Yi – and who else was better than Ma Teng to protect his northern frontier.
“Bring him to me with haste.”
He almost smiled as the guard rushed away to find their new guest, and whilst Ma Teng was being fetched Liu Yan took a moment to revel in his idea. It had been a long time since he had achieved anything remotely as concrete as the lands beneath his feet – and he offered a quick, silent prayer to all of those warriors he had lost during his earlier campaigns.
It had been worth it.
The guard returned shortly, and Liu Yan dismissed him and looked passed at the general, no, the ruler that stood before him. Ma Teng was everything he had expected and more, a man with a stern face, a deep penetrative eye and a curt structure – chiselled and battered after countless wars in the north.
“You have honoured me greatly Ma Teng.” He bid himself low, offering the respect the man before him deserved. But as he rose the gentle expression had faded, and Ma Teng would find himself staring at a man contemplating the worlds many worries and troubles.
“If you are In need of refreshments, I can have them made especially for you.”
He called out to a maid, and received a goblet of wine, then he motioned for the maid to visit Ma Teng, who would treat him should he so wish to drink.
“Now, what is it I can do for you Ma Teng? You need not travel the province of YI to admire beauty, for Wuwei has a natural beauty that no urban industrial state could ever match.”
He posed himself to his throne, and then gazed ahead. It would be interesting to see how this developed.
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Jun 7, 2010 3:06:38 GMT
Post by Zhu Jun on Jun 7, 2010 3:06:38 GMT
Being allowed entrance was seen as a good prospect, atleast his words could be heard; however, the Govenor turned to have his men remain outside the city gates..the thought behind this was not to cause any unrest with the locals of Chengdu, placing insult upon Liu Yan. Furthermore, Ma Teng knew that his being would not be harmed, especially as each Warlord was currently vulnerable. Escorted to the main hall gave Ma the chance to gaze over the architecture of those further South, they were very different from his homeland and the climate he had not experienced in a long time. Inclining his head to the guard who brought him before the Liu clansmen, the man was quite pleased with the kind nature bestowed upon him; showing the Wuwei Govenor that though of the Imperial line he did not thrust the arrogance of this into his face.
As he serving maid approached Ma, he kindly objected to any refreshment; chuckling to the man before him, expecting to be given an explanation. "I come here as friend, I do not wish to take anything from this land." Teng was taken back by the greeting of Liu Yan, unsure whether it was genuine or simply him trying to influence any favour. Yet, it would the wrong way round for such actions. When the Governor's words were finished, the Wuwei Ruler took to his knees and slowly placed his head upon the ground before Liu; as a servant, bowing far lower than he did to him..it was Teng's belief that that should be the correct manner, as guest in Chengdu. "Indeed my motive was not to gaze at the beauty that seems to elovate with your rule."
Rising his torso, Ma oberved Liu Yan, the advisors spoke the truth; a man of true distinction, though a man of Royal lineage he acted as if it did not exist..a just rule that would make beings such as Kongzi nod in agreement. "Govenor Liu, I come before you in the hopes to create a friendship between our two houses. The land rife with those who wish to disrupt the laws of certain jurisdictions, I feel that friends within the Warlords themselves is coming so far to find; unfortunately, the untrustworthy nature of the past has yet been fully purged." With a sigh, the eyes trailed to the ground..remembering the atrocities of the past, performed by acts within the shadows; it was not an honourable thing to promise one thing while driving the dagger into ones back when they turned to leave.
"Indeed the discussion of land would be clear, I hope not to insult your intelligence Govenor Liu; however, Yizhou would benefit from your benevolent rule..thus has made be believe your very being wishes to place it's order within it. Many may place suspicion upon these words I say to you." The piercing eyes placed the attention back onto Liu Yan, hoping that he would not view him as a mere peon Warlord whose youth did not understand the world as those of Ma Teng and Liu Yan. "I confess that I do intend to expand my jurisdiction, but, Yizhou is not within my view. One cannot rush the growing Kingdoms, thus I have planned to take Liang and Yong into my care; from there, I shall see if it is beneficial to seek others." Ma then lowered his head to the ground, firmly placing his forehead upon the floor.
"With this said, I shall aid you in the way of a brother; for Wuwei holds your being close to their heart." The Wuwei Govenor did not rise from the position, nor did he show any forms of idle chit-chat; he knew of the importance of being direct..a Ruler's time could not be wasted, especially at such a crutial time...
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Jun 7, 2010 13:15:34 GMT
Post by Zhuge Liang on Jun 7, 2010 13:15:34 GMT
Liu Yan could only raise an uncertain brow to the words ushered so gently by Ma Teng. It was true. The world was indeed a battlefield, and he was no fool to believe that he was the only man rising up in the chaos that emitted as a result of the broken empire of the Han. It was life, he had read about countless empires and factions doing the same, and up in the north he had heard rumours of a great gathering of heroes, sheltered by the vast and caressing touch of the empire they had all hid behind.
But there was something very unnerving with how Ma Teng presented his case. It was hollow, almost undignified. Ma Teng was a famous ruler, a man of renown and talent – and Liu Yan could not have ever put himself in the position where he would ever kowtow, as one did to a greater neighbour, friend or foe.
“Your appeal is valid, but you shame yourself.”
He spoke carefully, not wanting to offend the general – but wanting to quickly change the boat in which the seas kept afloat, “You come to my lands, my city – and you offer me praise, you offer me brotherhood in arms, a union of ties, a bond of nations, and yet you do it by dipping your head on the floor. In my prefecture, that is considered as a submission, an acceptance that one is greater than another, so rise, and be equal with me when I tell you what is to be done.”
He ordered another goblet of wine, and watched as the maids came to and fro from the kitchens beyond. It was a vintage wine, imported through contacts he had established during his time within the Chu region.
“Ba Shu is a large and prosperous region and it is indeed true that this….beautiful land is filled with strife and hate. But it is not the fault of our men or our policies that invoke such strong emotions. They’re watching an empire that has stood strong for hundreds of years fail and turn to dust. They are watching the economic structure of this country turn to corruption and injustice, and what can they do, as people – but rely on able bodied men like us to stand in their place and fight.”
He rose from his throne, gazing down at the general and warrior. He did not need to inform the man of the true disgust present, for the man’s history alone spoke of the wars of old, “I shall accept the ties you wish to weave so carefully between our houses, and I will do – all that I can to help you in your endeavours. We shall work together, for the better part of this land and for this country. You are a renowned ruler and a mighty adversary. I wish only peace within Ba Shu.”
He bowed his head low as he finished.
“Though, you lie when you say you wish to take nothing from me.” He raised his head gently as he spoke, smiling, “You have taken our trust and our friendship – and those two things are far more important than materialistic objects that can simply be bought and sold.”
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Jun 7, 2010 19:26:54 GMT
Post by Zhu Jun on Jun 7, 2010 19:26:54 GMT
Ma Teng listened intently upon Liu's words, hearing the words of him shaming himself made him wish to have rethought his actions; he was not of disgrace, surely? Yet, this was an Imperial clansmen, did Govenor Liu not see it? It was tradition to act in such a way to one of Royal bloodline, though of course; would it not be arrogant of the man to expect his? The Wuwei Govenor rose from the position and looked Liu Yan in the eyes as he spoke of the region in which he wished to place under his control; however, there was one question within Teng's mind..once Ba Shu was in his jurisdiction, would his stomach become hungry and his eyes look to the territory that he controlled? Yes, he would. But that is many years to come and something he shall be very much prepared for.
Nodding to the latter words of the Chengdu Govenor, Teng was pleased that an alliance was created today; it would not be one broken, for the state of confusion that the populace were suffering did not need to be added to..by the regional lords backstabbing each other; an unhonourable deed. "Indeed your words speak true Govenor Liu, our current state is something terrible and the masses do not know where their future is any longer." It was a quick presence, for their business had been stated and accepted; the alliance created and was all the Govenor's truely needed to do. Though verbal, such treaties were not needed for Teng to enter a friendship with another; for he was not one to go back upon his words. The compliments were taken in, but were not commented on..not wishing to 'shame' himself more in the eyes to Liu Yan; a man who was not known for entering war himself..which would be interesting to see one day. "It pleases me greatly to hear such words Govenor Liu, that our regions can work together and promot a friendship that others could learn from. Though my time here short, I do not wish to waste further of your time; I shall take my leave if there a no matters you wish to take up with me." Teng bowed, not one so low as before; yet it contained gratitude and respect...
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Jun 8, 2010 2:48:19 GMT
Post by Zhuge Liang on Jun 8, 2010 2:48:19 GMT
Liu Yan posed no affiliation as he listened to the man’s words. Ma Teng had spoken carefully throughout the brief exchange, and for that he was pleased. He had always hated men who acted more or less than what they truly were, after all – a human was a human. It was their actions that defined them, that forged their names into the tiles of history, not their blood or lineage.
“The let us lead via example, and bless this world we live in with order and prosperity.” He raised his hand in promise, and then smiled, “You may excuse yourself whenever you are ready to do so, and know that should you seek shelter – the hands of my fiefdom are always open to you and your men.”
With that he bowed low, offering the man a deep respect. He did not mind showing it this day, for he had in his own right earned far more than what had met the eye. He had established a friend to the north, a man capable of offering him the protection he would need should he move elsewhere.
“Huang Quan.” He bowed again to Ma Teng, before turning his gaze to the man he had called for. “Go to Yong’An. Our preparations start now.”
Huang Quan nodded curtly, and together they both left the palace, leaving an attendant within their place to look after the affairs of the city.
Liu Yan would be leaving, his army behind him – north, to Zi Tong.
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Jun 10, 2010 22:28:09 GMT
Post by Zhen Ji on Jun 10, 2010 22:28:09 GMT
If I'm a BAD person, you don't like me
I guess I'll make MY own way Ah yes, now was a time when the land was in such termoil. Not that it mattered to much to her after all these idiots had gotten themselves into this mess. People to busy 'preserving justice' and all of those pure things they thought to matter though she hardly agreeed. Their efforts ultimately would be worth nothing and the world would be buried rotten and dead, war tearing it apart. Then it hardly seemed to matter to her, she just enjoyed sitting back and watching everyone fight for some noble cause.
As Zhen Ji thought that though, she was coming upon a palace where she planned to dedicate herself well as much of her as she would ever dedicate. Frankly the only reason was that she was bored. Life was not all that exciting sitting around in her home and having hardly any contact with anyone else so she decided it was time for a change. So that was how she found herself out and about this fine morning, going to find something to cure her boredum. Looking up she saw a rather large palace and smirked.
"This is Liu Yan's palace" the driver said looking in at her as he was looking for a signal to stop here.
"Hm...very good" Zhen Ji said as she rested her feet on the floor and made her way to make a exit. With that she finally got out of the carriage, a few eyes wondered over to her as she got out. Her long hair was up in decorative red roses somehow it seemed perfect for her. A black dress adorned her body with a slit on her leg and a few of the men around seemed to glue their eyes to her. It was hard to miss her, she looked different then most of the women around and plus rumors had been going for a long time about her.
This women had apparently killed her husband, done the one most unspeakable thing that she could ever do. No one could prove it though and frankly Zhen Ji doubted anyone would ever be able to prove that she had been the one that had driven the dagger into her husband. He had betrayed her so to her, he had deserved what had come to him. Though when she thought about it he had it cmoing to him and really the fact that he had cheated on her, just made him weak. No matter it was better not being married to someone like that.
They had not ever technically been married but it was the thought that counts. Now it was the time for her to move her life forward and Zhen Ji guessed joining some force and having a bit fun would not be to bad. Making her way up the stairs her feet hit them lightly and somehow with a certain grace to them as she did. Finally making her way in, she glanced around for a few moments as it seemed to be a bit quiet at the moment. Smirking, she waited seeing as she did not see to many people here just a few scattered here and there.
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