I'VE NEVER FEARED THE DRUMS OF WAR
OLALLA — MALE — PITTIAN — ARDENT — PLOT
"Stormbringer," Olalla repeated, testing the name upon his dark tongue. The creature was intelligent, that much he understood so far, he dipped his head once again though his eyes still remained upon the scaled beast.
The scattering paws of felidae and of felidae remnants drew his attention now, a quick glance toward Aegon and Jormungand doing him the justice of thought. Olalla cleared his throat, allowing his tail to gently sway behind him now. "I may not have come with an army, a title, or banner, that may be," he addressed as he took a small step forward; remaining a steady gaze upon the scaled beast. "But I come with promise. You've had many Ardents, many commanders, many leaders. All of which have either failed, fled, or executed fruitless plans; sinking the Pitt further into its restricted sands," Olalla's voice grew louder now, announcing his arrival. Arrival of a new dawn. A new day. A new Ardent.
" And in doing so they have failed you. Failed the Pitt. And while some more enthusiastic than others, the beast turned to face the slowly spilling Pittians, observing with cautious eyes. " Well, their absence proves just how true their enthusiasm really was." Turning back to the beast that stood before him, Olalla gave a small smile; though he could have turned down the dramatics. " I come with a promise of a better, brighter, stronger future for The Pitt. As a whole, as one. A unit of strength and dignity, not of mere thoughtless cronies."
Olalla felt pretty good about himself and wondered if anyone else could tell. Although he didn't mean any rudeness when speaking of the past Ardents, one could easily mistake it as so. " A new Pitt."
The scattering paws of felidae and of felidae remnants drew his attention now, a quick glance toward Aegon and Jormungand doing him the justice of thought. Olalla cleared his throat, allowing his tail to gently sway behind him now. "I may not have come with an army, a title, or banner, that may be," he addressed as he took a small step forward; remaining a steady gaze upon the scaled beast. "But I come with promise. You've had many Ardents, many commanders, many leaders. All of which have either failed, fled, or executed fruitless plans; sinking the Pitt further into its restricted sands," Olalla's voice grew louder now, announcing his arrival. Arrival of a new dawn. A new day. A new Ardent.
" And in doing so they have failed you. Failed the Pitt. And while some more enthusiastic than others, the beast turned to face the slowly spilling Pittians, observing with cautious eyes. " Well, their absence proves just how true their enthusiasm really was." Turning back to the beast that stood before him, Olalla gave a small smile; though he could have turned down the dramatics. " I come with a promise of a better, brighter, stronger future for The Pitt. As a whole, as one. A unit of strength and dignity, not of mere thoughtless cronies."
Olalla felt pretty good about himself and wondered if anyone else could tell. Although he didn't mean any rudeness when speaking of the past Ardents, one could easily mistake it as so. " A new Pitt."
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I demand only this...that you join with me in building a new Rome, a Rome that offers justice, peace and land to all its citizens, not just the privileged few. Support me in this task, and old divisions will be forgotten. Oppose me, and Rome will not forgive you a second time!
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