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@scarletconqueror
"These ghastly winds whisper of bloodshed. I sense a dark storm approaching."
Recruitment (open)
Alfred had seen these posters and honestly? He had been ripping them down whenever he saw them. He wasn’t in the mood to fight. If the scientists could establish this then there was no telling what else they could do. So he figured he’d lay low until it blew over. Since he had lived for so long he had seen empires be built and empires falling. It was a repeating cycle. He saw a small crowd gathered and raised an eyebrow. The moment he saw who it was he took on an unimpressed expression.
He listened carefully which Is something he didn’t usually do. With a heavy sigh he spoke. “You’ve seen what they can do and you want to go against them!? Look at our pathetic weapons and look what they were able to do us do you really think that we stand a chance? Even together we still don’t have a good chance. Just lay low you moron!!!!"
Everyone around him seemed shocked. Had he actually had the guts to say that to his face? Alfred smiled slightly proud of himself but the BB gun went off accidently hitting him.
"….ow."
Yet another stood before the mighty conqueror. It would seem that this one was even more spineless than the others he met today. Again he was told that the scientists were unbeatable. It would seem that everyone who has told him this fact was either a coward or a fool. No man has the strength of a God and even if the scientists ripped their enemies of their power he would not submit to these men.
"Weapons are merely tools. If your strength only lies within the steel of your blade then perhaps you should submit to these men like the dog that you are. Perhaps alone we are weak, but there are those who have regained their strength. There are those who are willing to raise their weapon against these fools even if they know they have no chance."
Walhart's speech was interrupted by the man's bb gun. This...is laughable. Only a few moments ago this man was insulting Walhart for wanting to rise against scientist and now this.
"This is pathetic. I've wasted enough time with your ignorance..."
Recruitment (open)
It seems that through his entire experience ever since God created the world, humanity has gone from war to pointless war for no reason whatsoever. It wasn’t until the Apocalypse started and demons fought angels when the human world had a taste of a real Armageddon. All of that of course because Sam Winchester decided to play demon baby and freed Lucifer from his prison. Old tales aside though. This wasn’t nor it seemed like a war worth fighting. To Castiel’s consideration it was lost case and just a call for bleeding out the people.
When father created the world, he created the perfect and most delicate of his pieces of art, humanity. They who have a choice of living, they who have a choice of believing, yet they who raised hands and guns against one other for no further purpose than glorifying their selves. Their human selves. Egoistical creatures, corrupted to the core, sinful and lost. For how long Castiel saw them walk around the earth destroying his father’s creation.
"You are giving the freedom of choice. And yet you must destroy everything in the surrounding that does not pleases you."
Why must humans destroy without the need of a demon possessing their bodies. It was just as being demons themselves. It looks like no matter how many times Castiel roams in the middle of heaven and earth. The story does nothing but repeat itself. Even then, in this place at first glance looking like an alternate universe it was nothing but in the limits of earth. Therefore human creation. Defying the laws of heaven. The human heart that the angel did not possess was the biggest mystery he had faced in centuries.
"My Apologies but the path you’re choosing to walk is covered in blood and with an unnecessary waste of lives."
Human lives, always taken so lightly, and yet filled with the light of the universe, souls with enough ability of restore the power in angels and precious to demons for damnation. For how much longer will humans waste away their precious lives?
"Destroy...? Bah! What need would I have to destroy that in which I wish to rule!?"
From the outside Walhart's conquest could be seen as an egotistical plot fueled only by his ambition to rule. However, this was not entirely the case. Walhart had no interest in riches or women. He did not wish to spend the last of his days atop a gold painted throne becoming plump from the finest of foods that could only be purchased by a king. No, in his mind, what he sought after was much more than that.
"Then you best apologize again for assuming that I be so foolish to not understand the path in which I have chosen. This world is paved in blood! It's human nature to fight. Lives are only wasted if they are thrown away without a cause. Does the idea of true peace not appeal to you?"
True peace. A strange choice of words to use, yet this is what Walhart truly believed in. He was a warrior who's hands are eternally sullied from the blood of the men and women who have fallen before him. Yet he wished to rule not for the glory, but for what he saw as ideal. To some he is a villain who rules through fear alone. However in his eyes, he saw none better fit to rule. He believed in the strength of man and in his eyes, he was the embodiment of that strength. He knew that deep within the hearts of men lived a filthy creature that feed off the desires of the selfish. He wished not to breed this creature, but to snuff it out of existence. He would snap it's neck with his bare hands if he had to.
What right did the scientists have to take the strength of the people and mock them from the protective walls of wherever they hid? It was disgusting to kneel before these men. They did not earn their right to rule. They merely removed the chance from others before they could strike back. Sure, lives may be lost fighting these men, but why continue to live under tyrannical leaders only wishing to amuse themselves with the lives of the very people they rule. Taking the strong and rendering them to nothing more than mere toys. What sort of person would want to live in a world ruled by such people?
Recruitment (open)
A blank face stared at tan muscles guy while the attention hoarder began yelling in the middle of the city. He talked rather odd and the young girl could barely keep up with what he was saying. Something about Gods and scientists maybe? The yato didn’t think that those two mixed well, but whatever floats this guys boat! Or boats. He probably had a few of them.
A piece of pickled seaweed remained dangling from the girl’s mouth. Okay so there was in insect infestation in the city? Well, he mentioned dogs earlier so maybe the dogs in the town brought fleas and now the fleas are getting on people? The girl had been pretty itchy lately.
So, he needed strong warriors to take out the bugs? Ah, yes, he must have been addressing Kagura the whole time, since she is indeed a member of the strongest species in the world. The feeling of old guys trying to use the naive girl as a pawn was all to familiar to her. Then again, she was easily won over with the offering of food. Well, it looks like tan muscles guy had finished talking with his fancy words and whatnot. It was hard turning men away, but hey, that was life when you’re a strong heroine.
" Listen, tan muscles guy, I threw in the towel a while back, see? You shoulda probably talked to my idiot brother because he’s more of the destructive type, yes? Then again, I’m not sure if he’s the type to uh exterminate bugs… Now, I’m not gonna scold ya for attempting to take advantage of a young girl, but such behavior is not very right, muscles. "
What on Earth was this? It was almost insulting how obvious it was that this woman wasn't listening at all to what he just said. Literally exterminate bugs? Are you a fool?! Why would Walhart, conqueror of lands feared by all but Chrom and his army, want to waste his valuable time hunting mere insects!?
"The insects...were merely a metaphor and I have no interest of riding you of any sort of decency. If you have nothing more to say to me then I suggest that you leave. I have wasted enough of my time with your imbecilic tongue."
Muscles... The arrogance of this dimwitted girl was astounding. Walhart knew that he no longer had the same sort of impact on the people of this city as the people of Valm but honestly. What sort of fool did she take him for anyway? She did however, mention knowing someone who excelled at destruction. Perhaps they would be of more value to him than the girl standing here.
Recruitment (open)
Finally.
It was all going to start.
That was it.
This was it.
The one-eyed dragon stared at the other with some awe in his own eye. His voice echoed with moving empowerment. The man in question seemed despicable, strong, malicious, a man with a ruling fist. If Masamune would even wish to go through with forming an alliance with someone who he neither knew nor trusted. Whatever was in store for him, would surely be something to look forward to.
Stepping forward, as his heel clicked against the stone cold pavement. He snickered, staring at all the speechless fools who would do nothing. Not Masamune, he was a conqueror on his own. However, he had tried it before. Attacking the scientists on his own regard, only to fail in death. This would be different, he’d fight with much thought on his actions. Just to get gain not only his pride back. But everything that was stripped from him.
You’d be a full to face anything you knew nothing about alone, a thing that Masamune was stubborn to learn. However eventually took a kin to learning with time, "Aye, you talk as if you have a plan? You aim to just march your ass to their domain? And kill them there?"
They needed an army, if not more than that. A few members at most wouldn’t even scrape the core that led to where the scientists domain laid, "Tell me, Walhart. Are you sirious ‘bout this?”
Because you better damn be.
As the conqueror finished his speech he could tell immediately that he had caught the attention of a few. A man wearing clothes similar to that of someone from the Chon'sin region of Valm approached him. Yen'fay? He thought for a moment seeing only a silhouette of a man within his peripheral vision. No, this man was not Yen'fay. Yen'fay was slain in his world and as of this moment, his ghost did not resurface in this city. So the who was the man brave enough to approach him? Another warrior from another world it would seem.
Walhart tilted his head slightly so he could get a better look at the man without showing any sign that he was truly interested. Yes, he had the look of a warrior but Walhart knew nothing of this man. He wore an eye patch over his right eye. Either this was a sign that this man had lived a nearly fatal blow or that he was prone to unfortunate accidents. What caught Walhart's eyes the most was the sheath that held his weapons. They looked similar to dragon's wings and unless this man was prone to losing his weapons in the midst of battle, Walhart could count no less than six sheaths on his side. Three on the right and three on the left. How strange, Walhart thought to himself. What sort of fool needed to carry such an unnecessary amount of weapons on him at all times? Perhaps there is more to this man than meets the eye.
"Tell me, Walhart. Are you sirious ‘bout this?”
A smirk could be seen on his face before turning to look at the man in the eyes...or in this case, his eye. His white eyes were like blades that would strike fear into the hearts of any man however, the man who stood before him remained unphased.
"Does my tone give even the slightest allusion that my words are nothing but empty banter?" He paused for a moment. It would seem that this man was not afraid of the conqueror. Perhaps he would make a good addition to Walhart's army. "Now tell me, I know not of who you are. What makes you think that I'd reveal my strategy to someone like you? If you heard my words then you know of what I seek. If you have no interest, nor the strength in joining me, then I have no more breath left to waste on someone like you."
Walhart wanted to test this man further. He had the look of a warrior but did his skill match his outward appearance? This was yet to be seen. Despite Walhart seeming to have little interest in the man, this was nearly a test to see what this man was made of.
fantasynature said: [[nowi can now make her own army. and probably win.]]
((Anyone wanna join Nowi in her conquest of fun~?))
[did someone say conquest?]
Caster laughs.
Then she casts Ray of Light on the poor guy.
"Ha! It'll take more than that to defeat me."
44/49 Battle Quotes: Walhart
"Ho, really? My, such pride you have. But make no mistake, underestimating my maids will prove to be the biggest mistake you’ll make."
And, just for show, a multitude purple orbs surround Caster. Each one a gleaming mass of energy and power, able to blow a human skull to pieces upon contact.
"Now, you were saying, oh conqueror?"
"You think I fear your magic? I have bested thousands of my world's greatest mages. Your display of your skill, be it amusing, will not cause me to flinch at the sight of mere parlor tricks."
"My maids will crush your army and lay waste to everything you hold dear."
"And your helmet is silly."
"You wish to challenge the conqueror? With an army of frill clothed women!? Ha! I admire your tenacity, however not even a thousand maids could not hope to best me."
/throws Nowi at your head
"..."
"I sense cute people in need of jobs…"
"Come work for me. I assure you won’t be eaten, nor harassed. And you get a cute outfit too."
/continues to throw rocks at your head
"Continue to annoy me with your incessant pebble tossing and I shall remove your limbs from you."
/throws rocks at your head and tests the durability of your helmet
"..."
Recruitment (open)
"Hmm...It would seem that my name has not yet traveled as far as expected. Perhaps the people of this city are in need of a reminder."
Walhart stood in the middle of what looked like a courtyard. He needed to build his army and clearly his recruitment posters were not enough. If written word was not enough to gather men to his cause, then he would have to drag them by their necks if he had to. He wanted to take this city from the scientists and he knew too well that his power alone was not enough. He needed the strength of this city united to rebel against these men.
"People of this city. I have come here before you yet again to remind you of the tyrants that control this city. They believe themselves to be Gods, however we are destined to be the Gods of our own domain! We were stripped of our weapons and thrown into the streets like dogs! Is this how you wish to live your miserable lives? On your knees before the people who have taken everything from you?"
He raised his hand in the air and clenched his fist. "I am Walhart the conqueror! I wish to pluck these insects from the Eden in which they plague. I shall take back this city, however I am in need of this world's strongest warriors!"
He put both hands on the end of his weapon and slammed his wooden sword on the ground taking his signature pose. The tip of the wooden blade crackled as it hit the hard ground.
"Now tell me. Would you continue to live as the conquered? Or shall you join me and aid my conquest!?"
Hahahaha YES. BRB CONQUERING NEW LANDS
☑ now go conquer more things with no regrets
[Thank, and will do~]