Post by Sanctimonious Asshat on Mar 19, 2017 2:17:51 GMT -5
A Fallen Warrior
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Namek, the green skies spanning in every direction as light belts over the landscape and encapulates the blue grass and Ajissa Trees in its incandescence. In the Eastern Warrior Caste village, it was another day to train the younger generation on Namekians and Sanctimonious Asshat had taken to training them with Solen, another namekian that was in Sanctimonious Asshat's age group. However he hadn't showed up and Sanctimonious Asshat was begining to become worried.Taking to the skies Sanctimonious Asshat closed his eyes and sought out Solen, his life force fading some distance away.
Sanctimonious Asshat took towards him at full speed. Coming to find the namekian laying on the ground, purple blood pooled beside his body and he laying in shock. He requested Sanctimonious Asshat to fuse with him and use his power to find and kill the man that took his own life. With this new goal in mind, Sanctimonious Asshat would bide his time until he could find the man who did this. Solen's memories flooding Sanctimonious Asshat's mind he picked up on the killer's ki, the man making his escape. With anger flooding his mind Sanctimonious Asshat flew off towards the killer, finding the red namekian backed into a corner, no words escaped his mouth before Sanctimonious Asshat's forearm tore through his chest and ripped him in half.
Hidden Potential
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"You did well my son, Solen will be missed greatly." The Grand Elder spoke slowly to the younger Namekian, Sanctimonious Asshat, that stood in front of him. The Grand Elder showed immense levels of physical atrophy distinguishing his age gap with Sanctimonious Asshat. His position over both the Namekian clans present by the namekians that flanked his sides, one of each class and respected among their own peers.
"I have caught word of pirate's infesting a nearby cavern, and they are causing trouble to the surrounding villages and settlements. Please attend to them." The Grand Elder spoke to Sanctimonious Asshat with conern in his voice. The alegations of pirates however was far from a lie. Bodies had been popping up, and reports of robberies kept coming in masse and no one had bothered to do anything about the matter. Acceting the request from the Gran Elder Sanctimonious Asshat went on his way to find the pirates.
A nearby cove was where they believe the pirates were to be hiding, resting; hidden with in a cavern in the area. Sanctimonious Asshat would scout the area a few times over, each time finsing more evidence of their residency, yet no solid evidence as to where they were hiding came up, that was until Sanctimonious Asshat spotted a lone namekian running into a smaller cavern on the side of a plateau. Following him, Sanctimonious Asshat founding himself in a network of tunnels, many of them seemingly leading to the hideout of the pirates with in. Taking the liberty to make his way in, he sought a battle as soon as he arrived.
Barging in ready to deal pain upon them all Sanctimonious Asshat came into an open room, boxes filling it from floor to roof. Only one person stood in front of Sanctimonious Asshat, a larger, red namekian with a curved sword in his right hand. Calling Sanctimonious Asshat out, he launched himself at Sanctimonious Asshat. A fight would ensue for the next hour and a half. Barely pulling out a victory, Sanctimonious Asshat defeated the namekian, revealing himself to be the pirate leader and vowing to break the group at his defeat.
Evil Feeds Off Of Good
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Sanctimonious Asshat was making his way back from the far Maima Region, he had to share word of his victory with the Grand Elder and the other namekians in the Grand Elder's Village. He was rather ecstatic at his success in the first task granted to him by the Grand Elder, many of his peers had dreamed of the opportunity to help the highest position in their order. The man that in many ways could be rooted back to in the lineage of all green namekians on the planet, surely a man to look up to.
The village top rose over the horizon as Sanctimonious Asshat flew, the taller white buildings spiking like needles in the blue grass and challenging the plateaus in their height to scrape the green skies. The sight brought relief to Sanctimonious Asshat, that nothing had happened to the Grand Elder’s Village in the time that he was gone. Sure he was not the strongest member of the Warrior Clan but to fight for his people was his goal in life.
The Grand Elder’s building sat in the middle of the village, not quite as fantastic as one would assume his status would give. Rather the tiny building sat on a hill, over all others. Sanctimonious Asshat made his way in, to discuss with the Grand Elder the happenings of his task. Passing on the details the Grand Elder seemed rather happy with the results of the request, the pirates were quite the concern for namekians of all types.
While the pirate task was handled, the Grand Elder had another concern plaguing his mind. Thoughts of his long lost son were once more bothering him, the young namekian had left home years back after a disagreement with his father. With instructions Sanctimonious Asshat was told to seek out the missing son and to bring him home to his father. Rumor was that the young namekian had run off to a cult called the Black Dragons, this was Sanctimonious Asshat’s first tip and the one he would follow.
With enough intel to find an associate of the cult Sanctimonious Asshat found the son, leading the cult ironically enough. As much as he hated passing on the news to the Grand Elder, but as he was requested, Sanctimonious Asshat told him. Word bringing grief to the Grand Elder.hat would come of the matter however, Sanctimonious Asshat did not know.
When Good Dies
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It was a dark day in the Grand Elder Village. The village was on lockdown, Warrior Caste Namekians roamed the border of the village, refusing to allow anyone to escape as the Grand Elder had been found dead, poisoned by water he had been given possibly by one of his closest assistants It was like a dream… no, a nightmare. Every inch of the village was being scoured to find the person whom had done it.
Sanctimonious Asshat himself was helping with the search, surely with as many people as they had on the look out they would find him. Sanctimonious Asshat kept to the ground, he remembered the symbol of the Black Dragon Cult, sure that if he found the symbol he would find the killer.He started with corralling all of the village’s population into the center of the village, no one was to hide from the Warrior Caste while such a murderer was on the loose.
A scream echoed throughout the village as Sanctimonious Asshat brought whom he believed was the last namekian villager. Danger was imminent in the Grand Elder Village. The other namekians stood in fear while Sanctimonious Asshat went off towards the scream. To find a larger red namekian standing over another one of his Warrior Caste peers. Tackling the namekian to the ground, Sanctimonious Asshat was not going to let him get away with two murders… let alone the death of the Grand Elder. Knocking the namekian out, it was time to put the man on trial.
It was a shoddily formed kangaroo court against the red namekian, the criminal bound to the ground via chains created by the strongest namekians. The questions came slowly until the namekians admitted to the murder of the Grand Elder, his allegiance to the Black Dragon Cult was his reasoning to the matter. It seemed like the plague of the Black Dragon’s was spreading. With the confession spoken the red namekian dropped to the ground dead, there was no signs of murder, but someone must have done it.
Sanctimonious Asshat has the Dragon Caste namekians check the body for any signs of foul play while he scanned the area for a potential killer. Spending hours scanning the buildings Sanctimonious Asshat couldn’t find any signs of murder, rather reports from the Dragon Caste, stated that the body was detonated from the inside out. An act of some pre-places ki rune, killing him in an instant once it was activated.
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Namek, the green skies spanning in every direction as light belts over the landscape and encapulates the blue grass and Ajissa Trees in its incandescence. In the Eastern Warrior Caste village, it was another day to train the younger generation on Namekians and Sanctimonious Asshat had taken to training them with Solen, another namekian that was in Sanctimonious Asshat's age group. However he hadn't showed up and Sanctimonious Asshat was begining to become worried.Taking to the skies Sanctimonious Asshat closed his eyes and sought out Solen, his life force fading some distance away.
Sanctimonious Asshat took towards him at full speed. Coming to find the namekian laying on the ground, purple blood pooled beside his body and he laying in shock. He requested Sanctimonious Asshat to fuse with him and use his power to find and kill the man that took his own life. With this new goal in mind, Sanctimonious Asshat would bide his time until he could find the man who did this. Solen's memories flooding Sanctimonious Asshat's mind he picked up on the killer's ki, the man making his escape. With anger flooding his mind Sanctimonious Asshat flew off towards the killer, finding the red namekian backed into a corner, no words escaped his mouth before Sanctimonious Asshat's forearm tore through his chest and ripped him in half.
Hidden Potential
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"You did well my son, Solen will be missed greatly." The Grand Elder spoke slowly to the younger Namekian, Sanctimonious Asshat, that stood in front of him. The Grand Elder showed immense levels of physical atrophy distinguishing his age gap with Sanctimonious Asshat. His position over both the Namekian clans present by the namekians that flanked his sides, one of each class and respected among their own peers.
"I have caught word of pirate's infesting a nearby cavern, and they are causing trouble to the surrounding villages and settlements. Please attend to them." The Grand Elder spoke to Sanctimonious Asshat with conern in his voice. The alegations of pirates however was far from a lie. Bodies had been popping up, and reports of robberies kept coming in masse and no one had bothered to do anything about the matter. Acceting the request from the Gran Elder Sanctimonious Asshat went on his way to find the pirates.
A nearby cove was where they believe the pirates were to be hiding, resting; hidden with in a cavern in the area. Sanctimonious Asshat would scout the area a few times over, each time finsing more evidence of their residency, yet no solid evidence as to where they were hiding came up, that was until Sanctimonious Asshat spotted a lone namekian running into a smaller cavern on the side of a plateau. Following him, Sanctimonious Asshat founding himself in a network of tunnels, many of them seemingly leading to the hideout of the pirates with in. Taking the liberty to make his way in, he sought a battle as soon as he arrived.
Barging in ready to deal pain upon them all Sanctimonious Asshat came into an open room, boxes filling it from floor to roof. Only one person stood in front of Sanctimonious Asshat, a larger, red namekian with a curved sword in his right hand. Calling Sanctimonious Asshat out, he launched himself at Sanctimonious Asshat. A fight would ensue for the next hour and a half. Barely pulling out a victory, Sanctimonious Asshat defeated the namekian, revealing himself to be the pirate leader and vowing to break the group at his defeat.
Evil Feeds Off Of Good
----------------------
Sanctimonious Asshat was making his way back from the far Maima Region, he had to share word of his victory with the Grand Elder and the other namekians in the Grand Elder's Village. He was rather ecstatic at his success in the first task granted to him by the Grand Elder, many of his peers had dreamed of the opportunity to help the highest position in their order. The man that in many ways could be rooted back to in the lineage of all green namekians on the planet, surely a man to look up to.
The village top rose over the horizon as Sanctimonious Asshat flew, the taller white buildings spiking like needles in the blue grass and challenging the plateaus in their height to scrape the green skies. The sight brought relief to Sanctimonious Asshat, that nothing had happened to the Grand Elder’s Village in the time that he was gone. Sure he was not the strongest member of the Warrior Clan but to fight for his people was his goal in life.
The Grand Elder’s building sat in the middle of the village, not quite as fantastic as one would assume his status would give. Rather the tiny building sat on a hill, over all others. Sanctimonious Asshat made his way in, to discuss with the Grand Elder the happenings of his task. Passing on the details the Grand Elder seemed rather happy with the results of the request, the pirates were quite the concern for namekians of all types.
While the pirate task was handled, the Grand Elder had another concern plaguing his mind. Thoughts of his long lost son were once more bothering him, the young namekian had left home years back after a disagreement with his father. With instructions Sanctimonious Asshat was told to seek out the missing son and to bring him home to his father. Rumor was that the young namekian had run off to a cult called the Black Dragons, this was Sanctimonious Asshat’s first tip and the one he would follow.
With enough intel to find an associate of the cult Sanctimonious Asshat found the son, leading the cult ironically enough. As much as he hated passing on the news to the Grand Elder, but as he was requested, Sanctimonious Asshat told him. Word bringing grief to the Grand Elder.hat would come of the matter however, Sanctimonious Asshat did not know.
When Good Dies
-------------------------
It was a dark day in the Grand Elder Village. The village was on lockdown, Warrior Caste Namekians roamed the border of the village, refusing to allow anyone to escape as the Grand Elder had been found dead, poisoned by water he had been given possibly by one of his closest assistants It was like a dream… no, a nightmare. Every inch of the village was being scoured to find the person whom had done it.
Sanctimonious Asshat himself was helping with the search, surely with as many people as they had on the look out they would find him. Sanctimonious Asshat kept to the ground, he remembered the symbol of the Black Dragon Cult, sure that if he found the symbol he would find the killer.He started with corralling all of the village’s population into the center of the village, no one was to hide from the Warrior Caste while such a murderer was on the loose.
A scream echoed throughout the village as Sanctimonious Asshat brought whom he believed was the last namekian villager. Danger was imminent in the Grand Elder Village. The other namekians stood in fear while Sanctimonious Asshat went off towards the scream. To find a larger red namekian standing over another one of his Warrior Caste peers. Tackling the namekian to the ground, Sanctimonious Asshat was not going to let him get away with two murders… let alone the death of the Grand Elder. Knocking the namekian out, it was time to put the man on trial.
It was a shoddily formed kangaroo court against the red namekian, the criminal bound to the ground via chains created by the strongest namekians. The questions came slowly until the namekians admitted to the murder of the Grand Elder, his allegiance to the Black Dragon Cult was his reasoning to the matter. It seemed like the plague of the Black Dragon’s was spreading. With the confession spoken the red namekian dropped to the ground dead, there was no signs of murder, but someone must have done it.
Sanctimonious Asshat has the Dragon Caste namekians check the body for any signs of foul play while he scanned the area for a potential killer. Spending hours scanning the buildings Sanctimonious Asshat couldn’t find any signs of murder, rather reports from the Dragon Caste, stated that the body was detonated from the inside out. An act of some pre-places ki rune, killing him in an instant once it was activated.