A General’s Election

There was an awkwardly large amount of disdain in the room, mostly coming from the body of Rethans standing in the centre of it. They had lots of questions and they wanted answers. Hence why they were all waiting for Elkay to walk in and start talking. Finally, the candidate for High General entered the … Read more

The Rethan ship landed cautiously on the tarmac, and uneasily opened up, revealing its nervous passengers. The ten passengers carefully left the ship, and immediately headed to the specially prepared room, which was also filled with other, even more cautious Rethans. Everywhere else had been carefully sealed off from public access. “Rethais, Lepidas, Emthion, it … Read more

“WHY IS THIS HAPPENING?” Kayelar sat in his chair, arms and legs firmly crossed in a vague attempt to protect himself and not look scared at the same time. The High General had been throwing things across the room for about twenty minutes now and he didn’t seem willing to stop quite yet. “WHY? WHY?” … Read more

“Wow…” Elkay shrugged his shoulders, shifting his armour, as he gazed upon the cheering crowds all around him. His armour, designed to both protect him and conceal his identity, was hindering his view quite a bit, he hadn’t really noticed until now just how many beings were watching. By his feet was Elefthras, his defeated … Read more

Kayelar was not normally used to crowds this big. Heck, he wasn’t really used to crowds at all. The only crowds he ever saw were from the windows of the Maza buildings in Portalia and Kolasi, and even then, those crowds were normally protesting something from some other race. Just the other day, they were … Read more

“Is the line secure?” “Yes.” “Positive?” “I am positive. Photeianos does not know about this call.” “Good.” Rethais breathed a sigh of relief. For once, Elkay wasn’t insisting that he go to some place in the middle of nowhere to call him. Rethais leaned back in his comfy chair, feeling much better. “So how are … Read more

“EMTHION!” The High General stormed into the office, pushing past the two Ksa stationed in the doorway. Emthion looked up from the piles of paperwork and unfinished bills and all sorts from his desk with a loud sigh. “Yes, General Photeianos? I am very busy right now.” Photeianos didn’t seem to care. He swiped his … Read more