Post by Jimmy Claymore on Jul 10, 2008 22:36:47 GMT
Rizuk hadn't been back to the Zolan Lands for years. They tended to be a little... negative about someone who seemed largely responsible for a lot of the desert. He didn't particularily care about their opinion (after all, what were they going to do about it?) but it didn't seem particularily good natured to just wander around somewhere with the sole intent of irritating everyone in the area because you were bored. Which, isn't to say he hadn't done it. Or didn't do it whenever he felt bored despite the fact it was an asshole thing to do. But he had a real reason to be here now, on the warm sands and under the swirling clear blue sky. He wanted to get some revenge! Always a healthy motive. Only he wasn't positive who was to blame for his recent string of bad luck and getting attacked so he could either destroy everything he thinks could be responsible (tempting), destroy everything in Zolan (very tempting) or go undercover and find the organisation himself and then burn them all alive while they're in the meeting room. This was incredibly tempting, except he'd need to make sure they weren't working for Radiuju or whoever it was currently running Zolan. "He had something of a balanced aggression treaty with the leader of Zolan, which mostly consisted of a conversation which would have been better coming out of the mouth of two 7 year olds and replace "I" with "My Dad", but regardless, he couldn't attack the government unless they started it.
Rizuk was now sitting in the middle of a bazaar, sipping a cup of coffee and wishing he could irish it up but knew that he had to make sure he didn't lose his head. He then decided to hell with it and ordered some whiskey to go with the coffee. He was on his fifth now and slumped visibly in his chair, he sipped again and slowly tipped to the left as he wondered why this plan wasnt working. Above him was the sign
"IF YOU DISLIKE RIZUK THE DRAGON GOD, ALL POWERFUL LORD OF EVERYTHING HE SURVEYS, COME OVER HERE AND GET YOUR BEATING LIKE A GOOD LITTLE CHILD!!!"
And yet he was surprised there wasn't a que forming...
Rizuk was now sitting in the middle of a bazaar, sipping a cup of coffee and wishing he could irish it up but knew that he had to make sure he didn't lose his head. He then decided to hell with it and ordered some whiskey to go with the coffee. He was on his fifth now and slumped visibly in his chair, he sipped again and slowly tipped to the left as he wondered why this plan wasnt working. Above him was the sign
"IF YOU DISLIKE RIZUK THE DRAGON GOD, ALL POWERFUL LORD OF EVERYTHING HE SURVEYS, COME OVER HERE AND GET YOUR BEATING LIKE A GOOD LITTLE CHILD!!!"
And yet he was surprised there wasn't a que forming...
