Introduction-r~
He rushed across the filthy large empty hall before skidding to a stop near a large door. He took out a hand from his pocket of his trousers, his hand was marked with small black dots. He reached out and pushed gently on the door. It opened widely. A large white light spread from inside the door, covering the hall in a mysterious glow. As soon as he could no longer be seen, the door closed by itself and the light evaporated.
Inside from the door there was a circular table with 12 people sitting in seats. There was one seat at the very top, he slowly walked smartly and very respectable. As he passed the 6 people on the right side of him, they each started clapping. When he reached his chair which was decorated in favour to make it seem obvious, he was rather royal. As he sat down, everyone started clapping in the room.
He slowly looked around the others. His hands appeared suddenly as they then hit the hard wooden table, crafted just for him, it made a large echo throughout the chambers.
He coughed loudly and then began to speak, "Today.. I heard that the Rebellions Of Armageddon have been killing many of our soldiers today, Is this true.. Madam Rebecca?" He looked at the women sitting to his right, this was safely assumed to be Madam Rebecca.
She had sweat pouring down her face, it was her first week here yet she was already into trouble. "Y-yes Sir Tarbin Jacob, T-they killed around 200 so far," She stammered with her voice quiet and squeaky. She didn't enjoy being shouted at, it was her first week. She always thought they'd give her a decent amount of respect.
Tarbin smiled, "You've done well, but you have to give me reports daily otherwise I may need to work you harder!" His smile turned into a evil grin.
Rebecca got out her chair, and scurried as her heart beat fast. The door slammed at her exit.
"Now let us begin business!" Tarbin exclaimed.
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The Intro. enjoy!
He rushed across the filthy large empty hall before skidding to a stop near a large door. He took out a hand from his pocket of his trousers, his hand was marked with small black dots. He reached out and pushed gently on the door. It opened widely. A large white light spread from inside the door, covering the hall in a mysterious glow. As soon as he could no longer be seen, the door closed by itself and the light evaporated.
Inside from the door there was a circular table with 12 people sitting in seats. There was one seat at the very top, he slowly walked smartly and very respectable. As he passed the 6 people on the right side of him, they each started clapping. When he reached his chair which was decorated in favour to make it seem obvious, he was rather royal. As he sat down, everyone started clapping in the room.
He slowly looked around the others. His hands appeared suddenly as they then hit the hard wooden table, crafted just for him, it made a large echo throughout the chambers.
He coughed loudly and then began to speak, "Today.. I heard that the Rebellions Of Armageddon have been killing many of our soldiers today, Is this true.. Madam Rebecca?" He looked at the women sitting to his right, this was safely assumed to be Madam Rebecca.
She had sweat pouring down her face, it was her first week here yet she was already into trouble. "Y-yes Sir Tarbin Jacob, T-they killed around 200 so far," She stammered with her voice quiet and squeaky. She didn't enjoy being shouted at, it was her first week. She always thought they'd give her a decent amount of respect.
Tarbin smiled, "You've done well, but you have to give me reports daily otherwise I may need to work you harder!" His smile turned into a evil grin.
Rebecca got out her chair, and scurried as her heart beat fast. The door slammed at her exit.
"Now let us begin business!" Tarbin exclaimed.
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The Intro. enjoy!
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