Hear ye, hear ye!
Jun 2, 2008 10:17:52 GMT -6
Post by The Herald on Jun 2, 2008 10:17:52 GMT -6
The herald smiled at Kraft who was sitting behind him, surrounded by his generals. He was glad that he had gained the trust of the prophet. He was chosen for his loud, deep voice, that could easily carry among the crowd. Today was the first speech he would give. The Herald was already known, and feared as well, for it was he who signed the documents, condeming riffraff to dead. It was he who was the voice of Kraft. Every order from Kraft came through him. This way, his master could lurk in the shadows and win the trust of the people.
But for now, he must speak. He must make the prophet and St. Elimine proud. He must tell the people of their magnificent victory in Delfia. Soon there will be a New Dawn, a New Etruria and a New Elibe. St. Elimine will rule through her believers and the world will know it.
With a final glance at Kraft he adjusted his uniform and his cape and stepped on the balcony. The square in front of Delfia's castle (Kraft's command center) was filled with people, all begging to hear the news first. They knew it already, but they wanted to hear it from their idols. He raised his hands to calm the crowd. It became awkwardly silent.
"PEOPLE OF DELFIA! REJOICE! THE CITY IS OURS!"
The crowd roared, they laughed and danced. Finally the heathens were gone! He raised his hands again and the laughter ebbed away.
"YOU ARE ALL CITIZENS! CITIZENS OF DELFIA! THE DELFIA OF NEW ETRURIA!"
He kept his hands in the air, he didn't allow the crowd to interrupt him.
"DELFIA IS OURS, BUT THE BATTLE HAS JUST BEGUN! LEGIONS OF MIGHTY MERCENARIES AND ELITE SOLDIERS OF THE HIGH INQUISITOR WILL FIGHT AND FREE THE REST OF ETRURIA OF THE RULER'S EVIL REIGN! HE HAS RETREATED TO THE NORTH AND FROM NOW ON IT'LL BE A BATTLE FOR EVERY REGION! BUT WE WILL PREVAIL!"
He raised his fist at the end of that sentence and allowed the crowd to cheer once again.
"BUT FOR NOW, YOU CITIZENS MUST WATCH OUT FOR TRAITORS! INFIDELS WHO TRY TO KILL THE HEROES WHO HAVE COME TO OUR WORLD ONCE AGAIN TO RESTORE ORDER! THESE TRAITORS ARE VILE AND UNTRUSTWORTHY AND WILL KILL EVERY MAN, WOMAN OR CHILD THAT WILL CROSS THEIR PATH! THEY ARE WORSE THAN MERE BANDITS! THEY ARE DEMONS!"
The crowd gasped and started talking. It was true! They heard about a group killing the mighty heroes, this group even killed St. Elimine! Luckily St. Elimine had bestowed her power on the High Inquisitor, the mighty prophet, he would help them find the way for sure! They started shouting their agreement and shook their fists at an invisible enemy. Damn those hero-slayers!
"SO BEWARE! BEWARE AND HELP YOUR LORD!"
The crowd cheered once again, not knowing they were sheep who foolishly followed the thinking of Kraft's Church. In the room behind the Herald, the higher priests, generals and Kraft grinned. They heared the roaring of the crowd and felt mighty. No doubt Etruria will be theirs one day. For now, Delfia was their stronghold. The herald looked at the crowd for one last message.
"SO KILL! KILL EVERYONE WHO OPPOSES SAINT ELIMINE AND LET THEIR CITIES BURN!"
He smiled and felt the power of the crowd go through his blood. This exitement made him invincible. He suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder. He knew the touch, it was the High Inquisitor. He whispered in his ear.
"Remember you are mortal."
"YES, MY LORD."
The herald answered and they both entered the castle again and shut the door to the balcony. The crowd, who had caught a glimpse of Kraft, went wild. They loved that man! He had done this all for them! The common people!
Slowly they began chanting his name. A few hours later, the square would be empty again. These were times of change, and it looked very much like it, that St. Elimine would have the last laugh.
But for now, he must speak. He must make the prophet and St. Elimine proud. He must tell the people of their magnificent victory in Delfia. Soon there will be a New Dawn, a New Etruria and a New Elibe. St. Elimine will rule through her believers and the world will know it.
With a final glance at Kraft he adjusted his uniform and his cape and stepped on the balcony. The square in front of Delfia's castle (Kraft's command center) was filled with people, all begging to hear the news first. They knew it already, but they wanted to hear it from their idols. He raised his hands to calm the crowd. It became awkwardly silent.
"PEOPLE OF DELFIA! REJOICE! THE CITY IS OURS!"
The crowd roared, they laughed and danced. Finally the heathens were gone! He raised his hands again and the laughter ebbed away.
"YOU ARE ALL CITIZENS! CITIZENS OF DELFIA! THE DELFIA OF NEW ETRURIA!"
He kept his hands in the air, he didn't allow the crowd to interrupt him.
"DELFIA IS OURS, BUT THE BATTLE HAS JUST BEGUN! LEGIONS OF MIGHTY MERCENARIES AND ELITE SOLDIERS OF THE HIGH INQUISITOR WILL FIGHT AND FREE THE REST OF ETRURIA OF THE RULER'S EVIL REIGN! HE HAS RETREATED TO THE NORTH AND FROM NOW ON IT'LL BE A BATTLE FOR EVERY REGION! BUT WE WILL PREVAIL!"
He raised his fist at the end of that sentence and allowed the crowd to cheer once again.
"BUT FOR NOW, YOU CITIZENS MUST WATCH OUT FOR TRAITORS! INFIDELS WHO TRY TO KILL THE HEROES WHO HAVE COME TO OUR WORLD ONCE AGAIN TO RESTORE ORDER! THESE TRAITORS ARE VILE AND UNTRUSTWORTHY AND WILL KILL EVERY MAN, WOMAN OR CHILD THAT WILL CROSS THEIR PATH! THEY ARE WORSE THAN MERE BANDITS! THEY ARE DEMONS!"
The crowd gasped and started talking. It was true! They heard about a group killing the mighty heroes, this group even killed St. Elimine! Luckily St. Elimine had bestowed her power on the High Inquisitor, the mighty prophet, he would help them find the way for sure! They started shouting their agreement and shook their fists at an invisible enemy. Damn those hero-slayers!
"SO BEWARE! BEWARE AND HELP YOUR LORD!"
The crowd cheered once again, not knowing they were sheep who foolishly followed the thinking of Kraft's Church. In the room behind the Herald, the higher priests, generals and Kraft grinned. They heared the roaring of the crowd and felt mighty. No doubt Etruria will be theirs one day. For now, Delfia was their stronghold. The herald looked at the crowd for one last message.
"SO KILL! KILL EVERYONE WHO OPPOSES SAINT ELIMINE AND LET THEIR CITIES BURN!"
He smiled and felt the power of the crowd go through his blood. This exitement made him invincible. He suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder. He knew the touch, it was the High Inquisitor. He whispered in his ear.
"Remember you are mortal."
"YES, MY LORD."
The herald answered and they both entered the castle again and shut the door to the balcony. The crowd, who had caught a glimpse of Kraft, went wild. They loved that man! He had done this all for them! The common people!
Slowly they began chanting his name. A few hours later, the square would be empty again. These were times of change, and it looked very much like it, that St. Elimine would have the last laugh.