Intermission XIII
Somewhere within the Warring States. A temporary war camp was set up by a warband of the Endless War cult. Clad in formidable obsidian armor, the warriors of this warband tirelessly patrolled their surroundings, vigilant against any threat. Some honed their skills with precision, engaging in target practice, while others meticulously maintained their weaponry, steeling themselves for the inevitable clash that awaited.
Within one of the large tents, a conversation was being had between the leader of this warband and another person.
The inside of this tent had all the amenities one needed to be relatively comfortable. Chairs, a sturdy table, a bed, and a sizable map depicting the intricate local terrain of the region adorned the interior walls. Sitting behind a table sat a towering figure in black armor. A massive sword, the size of a large child, leaned against the table. His face was obscured by the black helm he wore, and only his mouth and lower jaw could be seen. The man had a frown and didn’t seem to be happy.
The man was known as Ugo. He was a Warlord and leader of the warband that was operating in this area.
Across from Ugo, a portly older man and two guardsmen donning armor befitting a local knighthood. The coloration of the knight's attire was a combination of green and white.
The aging man's attempts to conceal his receding hairline with a blond wig were obvious to everyone present, despite his best efforts. He was adorned in opulent green attire decorated with elaborate gold embroidery, a display of wealth that was impressive. It was an obvious sign that this man likely hailed from nobility. However, it was not his attire that drew the most attention, but rather the fiery hue of his face. The man was mad and screaming at the larger armored man in front of him, much to his own guards' nervousness.
The screaming man was Patrick Xaxa. A wealthy noble and minor lord in the small region they were currently in. Patrick had a contract with Ugo. It was to defend and expand his territory during the ongoing conflict in exchange for funds. To which the nobleman felt that Ugo had reneged on the agreement.
Patrick: “Why have you not pushed into Roxsis territory as you promised!” he screamed at Ugo.
Ugo: “You can scream all you want at me. I can’t do the impossible.”