Post by Sio on Jul 10, 2008 15:16:47 GMT -5
Sio
The Dragon King
The Rise of the Dragon
Sio had been known for being quite the secretive one, even his lord Sun Jian knew very little about him. They had met and joined forces, just cause Sio thought that Wu could breathe some deep fire. But now, Sio had been experiencing his past, things kept reappearing. Dead bodies, arrows of fire, the gathering of the mighty. It reminded him of a time, when he was an assassin. Sio had been pondering about his old assassin guild for many hours upon this fine night, a campfire roaring beside him. It was just him, he stayed by himself outside the outskirts of Jian Ye, in his small encampment.
Sio sat by the fire, he wore a fine black robe and red hood, he was quite comfortable with the flame heating him up. Throwing logs into the fire, Sio bolted upwards and turned around, he thought he had heard a twig break, but no one was there. Just grass and trees, there was no one around to bother him, he began muttering to himself. "Maybe i'm just hearing things, paranoid. But just in case, I should keep one eye open." Sio pretended to keep fueling the fire with the logs, but his ears went intent on hearing any sounds.
A blade positioned itself at Sio's neck when he threw a log into the fire, the footsteps of the assassin had not been heard. Sio grinned and didn't move, the blade would kill him if he had moved even an inch. "Who are you and do you wish to die?" The blade glistened in the firelight and Sio studied it intently, seeing that a symbol of a dragon was carved into it. There was only a few men who carried such fine crafted blades and were this good at sneaking upon an assassin, it had to be his old guild. Sio uttered three words, his voice shocked.
"The Dark Brotherhood."
An old man crackled, his voice broken and hoarse but it had a sense of power to it. Sio recognized it quite quickly and grinned, it could only be one man. "Sithis, what is it that you require of me, I have been busy since you pardoned me. How have things been old friend? Pun intended." The blade was removed, it pulled away slowly and when Sio heard it being sheathed he breathed once more, a laugh slowly coming from his throat as he stood and turned around.
The man standing there was old, in at least his sixties, his bones were still strong and he stood at a tall height. His face was grim, ugly and deformed with his mouth full of pointy teeth that were crooked. But by the way he was smiling, Sio could manage that he wasn't here to intend to kill him, which was quite a good thing. The old man had been known for being able to sneak through the best defenses and killing the smartest people, he had no emotions either. His voice penetrated the air and Sio stood there silent, listening closely to the cold voice. "Sio, you have been given two years of freedom, it is time you repay me the favor. The Dark Brotherhood is in trouble, our members are dying like flies in this region. Rejoin us, find out who is killing off our members and you shall be granted eternal freedom. Fail, and you shall die and disappear from the passages of the world."
Those words clawed at Sio's mind, he couldn't think right. So many people died when he had served these men, so many wrong deaths for simple reasons. Sio couldn't make up his mind, there was only two options. Kill others, for what they sometimes may not deserve? Or let myself be killed, for what I think is right? Sithis waited quietly, blades with their sheathes were lined along his side, a bow and quiver was attached to his back. He was born to kill.
"Fine Father of the Night, I shall accept your request. I will find whoever is killing your children, I shall dispose of them and I shall be granted freedom. Now, give me the details that I require to kill them." Sithis cackled in the darkness, his plans were going as planned and now he had Sio under the palm of his hand. Next, he would just have to direct him, just the same as a few years ago, when Sio killed anyone or anything that the Lord of the Night deemed.
The fire began to die down, in Sio's mind screams of all different people can to clog his mind. So much blood..so many dead. So exciting..
The Dragon King
The Rise of the Dragon
Sio had been known for being quite the secretive one, even his lord Sun Jian knew very little about him. They had met and joined forces, just cause Sio thought that Wu could breathe some deep fire. But now, Sio had been experiencing his past, things kept reappearing. Dead bodies, arrows of fire, the gathering of the mighty. It reminded him of a time, when he was an assassin. Sio had been pondering about his old assassin guild for many hours upon this fine night, a campfire roaring beside him. It was just him, he stayed by himself outside the outskirts of Jian Ye, in his small encampment.
Sio sat by the fire, he wore a fine black robe and red hood, he was quite comfortable with the flame heating him up. Throwing logs into the fire, Sio bolted upwards and turned around, he thought he had heard a twig break, but no one was there. Just grass and trees, there was no one around to bother him, he began muttering to himself. "Maybe i'm just hearing things, paranoid. But just in case, I should keep one eye open." Sio pretended to keep fueling the fire with the logs, but his ears went intent on hearing any sounds.
A blade positioned itself at Sio's neck when he threw a log into the fire, the footsteps of the assassin had not been heard. Sio grinned and didn't move, the blade would kill him if he had moved even an inch. "Who are you and do you wish to die?" The blade glistened in the firelight and Sio studied it intently, seeing that a symbol of a dragon was carved into it. There was only a few men who carried such fine crafted blades and were this good at sneaking upon an assassin, it had to be his old guild. Sio uttered three words, his voice shocked.
"The Dark Brotherhood."
An old man crackled, his voice broken and hoarse but it had a sense of power to it. Sio recognized it quite quickly and grinned, it could only be one man. "Sithis, what is it that you require of me, I have been busy since you pardoned me. How have things been old friend? Pun intended." The blade was removed, it pulled away slowly and when Sio heard it being sheathed he breathed once more, a laugh slowly coming from his throat as he stood and turned around.
The man standing there was old, in at least his sixties, his bones were still strong and he stood at a tall height. His face was grim, ugly and deformed with his mouth full of pointy teeth that were crooked. But by the way he was smiling, Sio could manage that he wasn't here to intend to kill him, which was quite a good thing. The old man had been known for being able to sneak through the best defenses and killing the smartest people, he had no emotions either. His voice penetrated the air and Sio stood there silent, listening closely to the cold voice. "Sio, you have been given two years of freedom, it is time you repay me the favor. The Dark Brotherhood is in trouble, our members are dying like flies in this region. Rejoin us, find out who is killing off our members and you shall be granted eternal freedom. Fail, and you shall die and disappear from the passages of the world."
Those words clawed at Sio's mind, he couldn't think right. So many people died when he had served these men, so many wrong deaths for simple reasons. Sio couldn't make up his mind, there was only two options. Kill others, for what they sometimes may not deserve? Or let myself be killed, for what I think is right? Sithis waited quietly, blades with their sheathes were lined along his side, a bow and quiver was attached to his back. He was born to kill.
"Fine Father of the Night, I shall accept your request. I will find whoever is killing your children, I shall dispose of them and I shall be granted freedom. Now, give me the details that I require to kill them." Sithis cackled in the darkness, his plans were going as planned and now he had Sio under the palm of his hand. Next, he would just have to direct him, just the same as a few years ago, when Sio killed anyone or anything that the Lord of the Night deemed.
The fire began to die down, in Sio's mind screams of all different people can to clog his mind. So much blood..so many dead. So exciting..