The resistance fighters were still reveling in the victory over their last Jolli Lord, celebrating despite the fact that the Bellstar was still floating in space, untouched by the previous battle. Even though the Joieux seemed to be losing against the Jolli, this didn't seem to deter them from having a good time and revving up for another --hopefully victorious-- encounter against the Jolli scum.
"I mean did you hear the way he begged for his life? It was priceless." A resistance fighter laughed as others joined in. "I know, right? Those Jolli are such weaklings. It's a wonder they've kept alive for so long!" Another joined in as others joined in agreement.
"Ehem." A voice said simply, as Master Revelus looked toward them.
"M-Master Revelus!" one of the reveling resistance fighters said nervously, as Master Revelus' expression remained stony.
"You revel in the victory of a Jolli lord, yet more remain. Not to mention, that eyesore of a weapon that will suppress all of us still remains." Revelus said simply, as the resistance fighters looked at each other.
"Yeah...we know that. But the others can't hide for long, we'll find and kill them too. And we'll destroy that Bellstar for good!" the resistance fighter countered, as Master Revelus seemed unimpressed by this.
"Will you, now? How?" Revelus asked simply.
"Well, we don't know yet. But we'll figure it out!" another resistance fighter replied.
"How quaint. You'll figure it out. Meanwhile, the Jolli are building their base and actually have a plan of action. Before you know it, you might be a Jolli slave yourself. But that's okay, because you'll figure it all out. Good luck with that." Revelus mocked in his normal tone as he walked away toward the other masters.
"He gives me the creeps." one of the resistance fighters stated as the others near him agreed.
The other masters didn't partake in the revelry either, as they made their circle around the battle map in the center of the planning room.
"Have we made any progress?" Master Revelus asked, as the other masters shook their heads.
"I'm afraid not Revelus. With those Jolli cowards hiding in our ranks, it's difficult to come up with a plan that they won't know about." Master Krinkus replied.
"We could just kill them all and get a new batch of fighters." Revelus said simply, as Master Rudon shook his head in disagreement.
"As easy as that sounds, we can't just kill all of them. And that'll just make other Joieux less hesitant to follow us if they know that we just kill an entire squad just to get to a few Jolli spies." Master Rudon explained, as Revelus let out a sigh.
"As insufferable as you can be Rudon, you make a fair point." Revelus replied. Rudon was taken back for a moment as he'd never heard Revelus agree with many before, which was quite a compliment to him.
"However, every moment they live is a moment that the Jolli will hear of our plan and funnel them back to their so called "Emperor." And if they happen to succeed, then it will be your fault for not taking my advice." Revelus added.
That was the Revelus that Rudon knew.
As they continued discussing, there was suddenly an abrupt change in the atmosphere, as Revelus sensed it.
"We're being watched." Revelus said simply, as he extended his hand out toward the door. A resistance fighter was pulled by an unseen force toward the entrance of the planning room...toward Master Revelus. In mere seconds, he was hanging in the air near Revelus, whose stony expression seemed particularly unsettling in this moment.
"Well, did you enjoy our conversation?" He asked, as the resistance fighter said nothing, his mouth held shut by the same force that pulled him to Revelus.
Revelus simply sniffed the air, as an equally unsettling small grin appeared on his face. "Ah, a familiar scent. Don't you agree, Rudon?" he asked, as Rudon sniffed as well.
Cinnamon, the scent of the Jolli. The scent surrounded the soldier being held by Revelus' powerful invisible grip.
"Well Rudon, we may not have to kill all of the resistance fighters to get to the Jolli after all. It seems they're just going to walk right up to us." Revelus stated, as he pulled out his Cane, knowing he was about to enjoy what he was going to do. Revelus' Cane was much like the actual nature of the race he hailed from -unchanging, yet deadly...and even more so in higher numbers.
The resistance fighter's grip was loosened as he fell to the ground, coughing up a red, sweet smelling blood. "Long live Emperor Claus." He said as Revelus pulled out his cane with an equally great force. "May your Emperor die in agony at our hands." Revelus stated as he pulled out his Cane and flicked it. 11 canes appeared as each of them impaled the soldier in different areas.
The soldier fell to the ground, still somehow alive but in agony.
"Such fools." Revelus stated, as he turned back to the other masters. "Now where were we before we were so rudely interrupted?"
"But what about him?" Master Rudon asked, as Master Revelus looked back at the soldier. "He'll get to suffer for the next twelve hours until he passes. I needed something different after my last kill went rather quickly"
12 Hours passed, as the Canes each disappeared, the soldier letting out a final breath before dissolving into his pool of blood.
Gerrick aka Sucha Pluim, a Jolli Lord, was killed by Master Revelus after being impaled by his Cane.
It's time for another Battle Phase folks!
Watcher, send me your choice of target.
Remaining Jolli Lord, send me your target.
Apprentice, your scenario will be sent shortly.
This phase will end on 12/18 at 3AM, when I get home from work. Or earlier if the three remaining power roles send their choices quickly.
