AVftS-11
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| AVftS-11 | |
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| Author: | Luca |
| Date Posted: | February 22, 2019 |
| Forum Post: | Linked! |
| Word Count: | 584 |
| Characters: | Talamaeus Laeraxius, Síne |
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The invaders were in front of him now. 0.0041 stellar units ahead. Talameaus Laraxius looked through the underbrush of the forest to spy them through the gaps in the limbs. He had been tracking his prey for a tremendous amount of time now. Ever since about forty-five minutes ago. No chance to go back and call for the guard now, that summon ritual needs at least] three days to prepare and, even then, it has a sixty percent chance to fail thanks to budget cuts and disloyalty among the wildlife that made up its ranks. The Emperor would have no choice but to investigate this matter himself.
He crept forward and hunkered near the thick base of a tree on the outermost section of the forest. He could spy the corner of a woman's head sticking out from behind a large boulder. What a tragic turn of events that he was no long able to listen to the goings on in his realm by putting an acorn to his ear. When this was done, there was no doubt that the military and extensive network of spying flora needed to be funded once again. The Emperor leaned in to get a better look, but slid forward, losing his grip on the tree in front of him. Catching himself by falling onto his hands, he looked up to where the boulder.
"Hello? Is anyone hurt over here?" the woman called out from behind the rock. Outrageous! Were his targets tracking *him?* The very nerve of this girl. Trespassing is a serious crime that can only be reconciled with not trespassing anymore. Humans were dangerous creatures that could not be trusted beyond the circumference of their forearms. He picked his head up.
"These are the sovereign lands of Fyrom! You, human, are bid a greeting and a warning," he shouted from his position, slightly lower now. And dropped his head again. The response came after a moment of silence.
"Oh, uh, okay! I'm Síne and this is Leeva and we just wanted to know if anyone was hurt in the explosion!" she called back and peeked around the side of the boulder at him. The explosion? he thought to himself. How was it possible that word of his fantastic deeds in maintaining the superior day and night dictum had preceded him here? Unless they had some kind of inside information…
"And who are you to have learned of such an event?"
"A school teacher from Ceadaichte Mòir! I teach the children history, numbers, and letters, and I was just grading their papers on the history of the Kingfisher Forest when I heard the noise. I thought more people from the village would have woken up, but they don't seem to have done so."
The Emperor's expression grew more serious. Numbers and letters were the last thing that he needed right now. He scanned the sky overhead and noted that it was still above him and the clouds were in their correct place. But he couldn't risk another incident. He rose from his position and stood at attention.
"We thank you for your concern, but issues related to Fyrom domestic disputes are handled internally by The Emperor. We bid you good day, as well as safe and pleasant travel in the opposite direction," he said and then made a motion appearing to physically shut a door that did not exist in visible space. The Emperor turned on his heel and began walking back to his earthen mud palace.