Post by Andrew C. Creed on Sept 24, 2018 17:40:37 GMT -5
Gallius rode forth through the empty and desolate realm named “Space”. These beings were not too creative with their naming. But, it mattered not, he had a mission. The knight’s armor shone a bright golden color which matched his winged steed. This holy light of Manus was the only thing keeping Gallius from a cold death. The beings who had sent him on this mission, Konatians he believed them called, had detailed a band of marauders who harrassed their noble kingdoms. Gallius accepted this quest with little hesitation, these bandits needed to be brought to justice. “Citus Bestia!” Gallius shouted, the holy light extending slightly to allow for the sound to travel. His Golden Stallion began trotting even faster, leaving a rather bright trail behind.
It took around an hour or so for the bandit’s lair to show face. Gallius leaned down and pulled his stirrups off. The knight would then reach for his shield and unsheathe his sword. “Para!” He shouted as he leaned forward with his shield raised. After reaching around a mile away from the station, the knight hopped up onto the horses back and crouched down. “Dissipati Peribunt!” The knight shouted. His mount would suddenly vanish in a large burst of Golden light. The light propelled Gallius towards the Station at a rapid pace towards a fairly large window. The knight braced himself as he crashed through. Luckily no beings were present for the vacuum to claim. The emergency shields blinked to light and stopped the outflow of air into space. Gallius cracked his neck as alarms began to sound. Various aliens began to pour through the doorways, shouting in panic. This station was almost as large as a moon, and filled to the brim with criminal scum. Gallius began to grin within his great helm, eyes suddenly bursting with a bright golden color. “Manus Vult!” He shouted as he jumped into the fray of criminals. The Knight wouldn’t kill them, he never took a life unless necessary. But he would not rest until every one of these vagabonds were within the confines of Konatian prisons.
Word Count: 350
Sanjugo Vatiga
It took around an hour or so for the bandit’s lair to show face. Gallius leaned down and pulled his stirrups off. The knight would then reach for his shield and unsheathe his sword. “Para!” He shouted as he leaned forward with his shield raised. After reaching around a mile away from the station, the knight hopped up onto the horses back and crouched down. “Dissipati Peribunt!” The knight shouted. His mount would suddenly vanish in a large burst of Golden light. The light propelled Gallius towards the Station at a rapid pace towards a fairly large window. The knight braced himself as he crashed through. Luckily no beings were present for the vacuum to claim. The emergency shields blinked to light and stopped the outflow of air into space. Gallius cracked his neck as alarms began to sound. Various aliens began to pour through the doorways, shouting in panic. This station was almost as large as a moon, and filled to the brim with criminal scum. Gallius began to grin within his great helm, eyes suddenly bursting with a bright golden color. “Manus Vult!” He shouted as he jumped into the fray of criminals. The Knight wouldn’t kill them, he never took a life unless necessary. But he would not rest until every one of these vagabonds were within the confines of Konatian prisons.
Word Count: 350
Sanjugo Vatiga