Post by Notaka on Aug 26, 2020 20:31:00 GMT
Greeny would create a new character and for once Renko will now actually do something. Fast forward to Mustafar, there would be many ships parked around a large dome building, which was where meetings were had.
Sitting in a impressively large room across a round table were the leaders of the summit of Six, or at least some of them. Renko, Jagai were there, alongside two other beings. One was an old man with pale white skin, gray-blue hair and a long beard with the same color, he had a wrinkled face and he was sporting royal attire coupled with a royal crown. He was King Fitzcharles of Planet Nulnomia.
The other was a massively huge and muscular man with deep green skin, he was wearing an iron armor with a fur loincloth and a steel club was on the ground next to him, all in all he looked like an orc. He is King Torag of Planet Kaoter. He was crossing his arms.
The room would be quiet for a few seconds, "What is the meaning of this?" Fitzcharles stated in an outraged tone, "A new king of the universe? Did that little brat finally got killed?" He asked. "Where is the new king, he better show up immediately for I do not like my time to be wasted." He ordered.
"Can it, old timer." Torag said, "Don't make me take away what little time you have left, you're annoying me with your whining."
"What was that, you brute?!" Fitzcharles turned to him, "If I wanted to, I could have your head on the chopping block, I order you to be more mindful of what you say." He stated as the old man brought up his sword. The orc king would get annoyed and be ready to battle him before a figure appeared in the door. It was Drakker.
"Silence." Drakker said in a commanding tone, "You're here to talk, not fight, do it after I'm done talking with you sorry lot." Drakker stated as he would go and sit on his chair, and put his hands on the table while he leaned back on his chair.
"I'm not going to bother say a useless and long ass speech," Drakker said, gesturing with his hands, "If you have anything to say before we start, say it now, or else keep your traps shut."
Sitting in a impressively large room across a round table were the leaders of the summit of Six, or at least some of them. Renko, Jagai were there, alongside two other beings. One was an old man with pale white skin, gray-blue hair and a long beard with the same color, he had a wrinkled face and he was sporting royal attire coupled with a royal crown. He was King Fitzcharles of Planet Nulnomia.
The other was a massively huge and muscular man with deep green skin, he was wearing an iron armor with a fur loincloth and a steel club was on the ground next to him, all in all he looked like an orc. He is King Torag of Planet Kaoter. He was crossing his arms.
The room would be quiet for a few seconds, "What is the meaning of this?" Fitzcharles stated in an outraged tone, "A new king of the universe? Did that little brat finally got killed?" He asked. "Where is the new king, he better show up immediately for I do not like my time to be wasted." He ordered.
"Can it, old timer." Torag said, "Don't make me take away what little time you have left, you're annoying me with your whining."
"What was that, you brute?!" Fitzcharles turned to him, "If I wanted to, I could have your head on the chopping block, I order you to be more mindful of what you say." He stated as the old man brought up his sword. The orc king would get annoyed and be ready to battle him before a figure appeared in the door. It was Drakker.
"Silence." Drakker said in a commanding tone, "You're here to talk, not fight, do it after I'm done talking with you sorry lot." Drakker stated as he would go and sit on his chair, and put his hands on the table while he leaned back on his chair.
"I'm not going to bother say a useless and long ass speech," Drakker said, gesturing with his hands, "If you have anything to say before we start, say it now, or else keep your traps shut."