IC: "Sir, the Council request your presence. I was sent to lead you to them."
"I..." Eeran seems to look a little nervous for a moment, surprised they'd want to speak to him. He doesn't even question what they want, before he regains his attitude, and nods firmly. "I'll go. Lead the way."
"This way, Sir." The Eagle takes flight, soaring to one of the buildings on the ground erected by the Crawlers and landing outside a set of double doors guarded by eight Eagles and four Scorpions. "They are inside, Sir."
"I..." Eeran seems to look a little nervous for a moment, surprised they'd want to speak to him. He doesn't even question what they want, before he regains his attitude, and nods firmly. "I'll go. Lead the way."
"This way, Sir." The Eagle takes flight, soaring to one of the buildings on the ground erected by the Crawlers and landing outside a set of double doors guarded by eight Eagles and four Scorpions. "They are inside, Sir."
Eeran nodded at the Eagle guards, and as his eyes stopped towards the Scorpions… Well, he simply gave them an awkward stare and cleared his throat. He then walks through the door.
“Never thought I'd be showing up here…” He muttered to himself as he looked around the room, and went to go sit.
"This way, Sir." The Eagle takes flight, soaring to one of the buildings on the ground erected by the Crawlers and landing outside a set of double doors guarded by eight Eagles and four Scorpions. "They are inside, Sir."
Eeran nodded at the Eagle guards, and as his eyes stopped towards the Scorpions… Well, he simply gave them an awkward stare and cleared his throat. He then walks through the door.
“Never thought I'd be showing up here…” He muttered to himself as he looked around the room, and went to go sit.
He finds himself in a long corridor, leading to another set of doors guarded by two Scorpions and four Eagles. They swing open to meet him, revealing a large chamber hung with banners bearing the crests of the Eagle Tribe and the Crawler Empire. Around the edges are tall pillars, upon which sit Eagles. Directly before Eeran is Ewinus, Regent of the Spire and Lord of the Eagle Council.
Eeran nodded at the Eagle guards, and as his eyes stopped towards the Scorpions… Well, he simply gave them an awkward stare and cleared his throat. He then walks through the door.
“Never thought I'd be showing up here…” He muttered to himself as he looked around the room, and went to go sit.
He finds himself in a long corridor, leading to another set of doors guarded by two Scorpions and four Eagles. They swing open to meet him, revealing a large chamber hung with banners bearing the crests of the Eagle Tribe and the Crawler Empire. Around the edges are tall pillars, upon which sit Eagles. Directly before Eeran is Ewinus, Regent of the Spire and Lord of the Eagle Council.
"You are he who claims to be King Eeran?"
“That I am.” Eeran grins, raising his chin confidently. “I'd change that phrasing if I were you, though. From the sound of it, you don't believe that I'm still kicking, do you?”
He finds himself in a long corridor, leading to another set of doors guarded by two Scorpions and four Eagles. They swing open to meet him, revealing a large chamber hung with banners bearing the crests of the Eagle Tribe and the Crawler Empire. Around the edges are tall pillars, upon which sit Eagles. Directly before Eeran is Ewinus, Regent of the Spire and Lord of the Eagle Council.
"You are he who claims to be King Eeran?"
“That I am.” Eeran grins, raising his chin confidently. “I'd change that phrasing if I were you, though. From the sound of it, you don't believe that I'm still kicking, do you?”
If Eeran looks around, he sees that there are seven Eagles; Ewinus, tall and reasonably young in white robes with gold ornamentation: an ancient Eagle, a thin and frail old Eagle, an old but firm Eagle, an old but healthy healer, a slightly younger female Eagle with silver and white feathers, and an even younger Eagle with gold and white feathers, wearing a golden robe with absurdly large sleeves.
Ewinus gives Eeran a hard stare. "No, I don't. We have no proof; with all the chaos we lost track of your location, and we've heard nothing of you in the years since you vanished. With the Gorilla attack blowing up a quarter of the Spire and our tribe having to evacuate due to parts of the remaining buildings being ripped open and others having been destabilized, we presumed that either your remains had been destroyed, or that the construction crews would find your body in a long-deserted chamber."
“That I am.” Eeran grins, raising his chin confidently. “I'd change that phrasing if I were you, though. From the sound of it, you don't believe that I'm still kicking, do you?”
If Eeran looks around, he sees that there are seven Eagles; Ewinus, tall and reasonably young in white robes with gold ornamentation: an ancient Eagle, a thin and frail old Eagle, an old but firm Eagle, an old but healthy healer, a slightly younger female Eagle with silver and white feathers, and an even younger Eagle with gold and white feathers, wearing a golden robe with absurdly large sleeves.
Ewinus gives Eeran a hard stare. "No, I don't. We have no proof; with all the chaos we lost track of your location, and we've heard nothing of you in the years since you vanished. With the Gorilla attack blowing up a quarter of the Spire and our tribe having to evacuate due to parts of the remaining buildings being ripped open and others having been destabilized, we presumed that either your remains had been destroyed, or that the construction crews would find your body in a long-deserted chamber."
"Isn't me being here proof enough?" Eeran's brows furrowed, and his eyes glanced over everyone in the room. "I will admit, I have been out long enough to miss so many events... The attack from the Gorillas is a shame, really." He stares forward, right back at Ewinus. "But I can see clearly we aren't here to talk about that right now."
Eeran got up from his seat, and began to pace back and forth in the room. "I don't have very good memory about what happened so long ago- In fact, my memory in general isn't that good at all despite my age. Simply put, I was shot in a lethal, and, cowardly, move during the Raven attack. I don't know who did it or how, but it seems I had been saved, and kept in a chamber hidden within this very spire. I don't even know how i'm not an Eagle rock sandwich, but no doubt I had been moved place to place during the Gorilla attack."
Eeran sat back down in his chair. "Is that enough 'proof'? Or do you still think I might be some sort of random lookalike? I'd consider this close enough to treason if I wasn't in such a good mood today."
Scorpions move into the old, abandoned Crawler vehicle factories, and repurpose them as science facilities, where studies about fire and fire-related weapons are conducted with eagle scientists. In light of the semi-recent peace treaty, the Crawler scorpions encourage the Forgotten of the region to share their own research of ways to defeat the new Ice Hunter threat.
Scorpions move into the old, abandoned Crawler vehicle factories, and repurpose them as science facilities, where studies about fire and fire-related weapons are conducted with eagle scientists. In light of the semi-recent peace treaty, the Crawler scorpions encourage the Forgotten of the region to share their own research of ways to defeat the new Ice Hunter threat.
-Forgotten Chimians give them blueprints to create more copies of the original Gravi-Chi Gun to combat the hunters with Blunt Force Trauma, along with repurposed BOSIAS Rifles that are flamethrowers. They also give them Incendiary Grenades and Rockets. As well as a strange new invention made by Aperture Mesa: Combustible Lemons.-
Scorpions move into the old, abandoned Crawler vehicle factories, and repurpose them as science facilities, where studies about fire and fire-related weapons are conducted with eagle scientists. In light of the semi-recent peace treaty, the Crawler scorpions encourage the Forgotten of the region to share their own research of ways to defeat the new Ice Hunter threat.
-Forgotten Chimians give them blueprints to create more copies of the original Gravi-Chi Gun to combat the hunters with Blunt Force Trauma, along with repurposed BOSIAS Rifles that are flamethrowers. They also give them Incendiary Grenades and Rockets. As well as a strange new invention made by Aperture Mesa: Combustible Lemons.-
The scorpion researchers are excited when introduced to the flamethrower rifles, and confused when shown the Combustible Lemons.
-Forgotten Chimians give them blueprints to create more copies of the original Gravi-Chi Gun to combat the hunters with Blunt Force Trauma, along with repurposed BOSIAS Rifles that are flamethrowers. They also give them Incendiary Grenades and Rockets. As well as a strange new invention made by Aperture Mesa: Combustible Lemons.-
The scorpion researchers are excited when introduced to the flamethrower rifles, and confused when shown the Combustible Lemons.
-They tell them that these Combustible Lemons are a new product in need of testing, as they show as they are just incendiary Grenades disguised as your typical lemon when pre-lit on fire. The crates that they came in had this lovely message written on it as the product’s tag-line: -
“You know what, i’ve been thinking, when life gives you lemons, dont make lemonade, make life take the lemons back! GET MAD!!! I DONT WANT YOUR DANG LEMONS, WHAT THE HECK AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH THESE?!?! Demand to see life’s manager! Make Life rue the day that it thought it could give Scave Johnson, Lemons! DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?!? IM THE SCORPION THATS GONNA BURN YOUR HOUSE DOWN; YEAH, WITH THE LEMONS!!! IM GONNA GET MY TEAM OF ENGINEERS TO INVENT A COMBUSTIBLE LEMON, THAT BURNS YOUR HOUSE DOWN!!!”
If Eeran looks around, he sees that there are seven Eagles; Ewinus, tall and reasonably young in white robes with gold ornamentation: an ancient Eagle, a thin and frail old Eagle, an old but firm Eagle, an old but healthy healer, a slightly younger female Eagle with silver and white feathers, and an even younger Eagle with gold and white feathers, wearing a golden robe with absurdly large sleeves.
Ewinus gives Eeran a hard stare. "No, I don't. We have no proof; with all the chaos we lost track of your location, and we've heard nothing of you in the years since you vanished. With the Gorilla attack blowing up a quarter of the Spire and our tribe having to evacuate due to parts of the remaining buildings being ripped open and others having been destabilized, we presumed that either your remains had been destroyed, or that the construction crews would find your body in a long-deserted chamber."
"Isn't me being here proof enough?" Eeran's brows furrowed, and his eyes glanced over everyone in the room. "I will admit, I have been out long enough to miss so many events... The attack from the Gorillas is a shame, really." He stares forward, right back at Ewinus. "But I can see clearly we aren't here to talk about that right now."
Eeran got up from his seat, and began to pace back and forth in the room. "I don't have very good memory about what happened so long ago- In fact, my memory in general isn't that good at all despite my age. Simply put, I was shot in a lethal, and, cowardly, move during the Raven attack. I don't know who did it or how, but it seems I had been saved, and kept in a chamber hidden within this very spire. I don't even know how i'm not an Eagle rock sandwich, but no doubt I had been moved place to place during the Gorilla attack."
Eeran sat back down in his chair. "Is that enough 'proof'? Or do you still think I might be some sort of random lookalike? I'd consider this close enough to treason if I wasn't in such a good mood today."
The Eagle Councillors glance at each other, then nod, seemingly having reached a conclusion. Ewinus speaks, "The Council of the Eagle Spire is in accordance that you are in fact the Eagle known as Eeran, who was once our king."
"Isn't me being here proof enough?" Eeran's brows furrowed, and his eyes glanced over everyone in the room. "I will admit, I have been out long enough to miss so many events... The attack from the Gorillas is a shame, really." He stares forward, right back at Ewinus. "But I can see clearly we aren't here to talk about that right now."
Eeran got up from his seat, and began to pace back and forth in the room. "I don't have very good memory about what happened so long ago- In fact, my memory in general isn't that good at all despite my age. Simply put, I was shot in a lethal, and, cowardly, move during the Raven attack. I don't know who did it or how, but it seems I had been saved, and kept in a chamber hidden within this very spire. I don't even know how i'm not an Eagle rock sandwich, but no doubt I had been moved place to place during the Gorilla attack."
Eeran sat back down in his chair. "Is that enough 'proof'? Or do you still think I might be some sort of random lookalike? I'd consider this close enough to treason if I wasn't in such a good mood today."
The Eagle Councillors glance at each other, then nod, seemingly having reached a conclusion. Ewinus speaks, "The Council of the Eagle Spire is in accordance that you are in fact the Eagle known as Eeran, who was once our king."
The scorpion researchers are excited when introduced to the flamethrower rifles, and confused when shown the Combustible Lemons.
-They tell them that these Combustible Lemons are a new product in need of testing, as they show as they are just incendiary Grenades disguised as your typical lemon when pre-lit on fire. The crates that they came in had this lovely message written on it as the product’s tag-line: -
“You know what, i’ve been thinking, when life gives you lemons, dont make lemonade, make life take the lemons back! GET MAD!!! I DONT WANT YOUR DANG LEMONS, WHAT THE HECK AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH THESE?!?! Demand to see life’s manager! Make Life rue the day that it thought it could give Scave Johnson, Lemons! DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?!? IM THE SCORPION THATS GONNA BURN YOUR HOUSE DOWN; YEAH, WITH THE LEMONS!!! IM GONNA GET MY TEAM OF ENGINEERS TO INVENT A COMBUSTIBLE LEMON, THAT BURNS YOUR HOUSE DOWN!!!”
Scorpion: "...I like lemons though. I love the sour taste." Two scorpions eat real lemons, chattering their mandibles together as they taste the fruit.
-They tell them that these Combustible Lemons are a new product in need of testing, as they show as they are just incendiary Grenades disguised as your typical lemon when pre-lit on fire. The crates that they came in had this lovely message written on it as the product’s tag-line: -
“You know what, i’ve been thinking, when life gives you lemons, dont make lemonade, make life take the lemons back! GET MAD!!! I DONT WANT YOUR DANG LEMONS, WHAT THE HECK AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH THESE?!?! Demand to see life’s manager! Make Life rue the day that it thought it could give Scave Johnson, Lemons! DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?!? IM THE SCORPION THATS GONNA BURN YOUR HOUSE DOWN; YEAH, WITH THE LEMONS!!! IM GONNA GET MY TEAM OF ENGINEERS TO INVENT A COMBUSTIBLE LEMON, THAT BURNS YOUR HOUSE DOWN!!!”
Scorpion: "...I like lemons though. I love the sour taste." Two scorpions eat real lemons, chattering their mandibles together as they taste the fruit.
-The Scorpion scientists lauded Aperture Mesa’s faltering quality in recent years under new management...-
"Isn't me being here proof enough?" Eeran's brows furrowed, and his eyes glanced over everyone in the room. "I will admit, I have been out long enough to miss so many events... The attack from the Gorillas is a shame, really." He stares forward, right back at Ewinus. "But I can see clearly we aren't here to talk about that right now."
Eeran got up from his seat, and began to pace back and forth in the room. "I don't have very good memory about what happened so long ago- In fact, my memory in general isn't that good at all despite my age. Simply put, I was shot in a lethal, and, cowardly, move during the Raven attack. I don't know who did it or how, but it seems I had been saved, and kept in a chamber hidden within this very spire. I don't even know how i'm not an Eagle rock sandwich, but no doubt I had been moved place to place during the Gorilla attack."
Eeran sat back down in his chair. "Is that enough 'proof'? Or do you still think I might be some sort of random lookalike? I'd consider this close enough to treason if I wasn't in such a good mood today."
The Eagle Councillors glance at each other, then nod, seemingly having reached a conclusion. Ewinus speaks, "The Council of the Eagle Spire is in accordance that you are in fact the Eagle known as Eeran, who was once our king."
Eeran paused for a moment, then nodded. Beginning to rise out of his seat, he speaks again. “So… Does this mean I'm officially in my post again?”
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