Command? No, Conquer!

[Sparky.]

Light footfalls echoed off of the shabby buildings build in 'Repaer Village'. A scruffy looking seventeen year old, followed by two staggering, silver dinner plate necklace wearing men in dirty rags intruded upon the unhealthy silence of the area. People frequenting small shops with hardly anything worth stealing looked up in vague interest then quickly looked away, seeing the obviously homeless state of the three newcomers. It was best to avoid making eye-contact with the homeless, it was said, because they would steal your soul and ask you for any loose food scraps or gold you may have had. Yes, it was best to avoid even looking at them at all, especially when two of them were wearing bright dinner plates as necklaces.

The three men approached the main platform, and slowly climbed up to the top. Once there, the scruffy boy cleared his throat. His appearance hadn't changed much since the approximate six months that had passed since his first real notable misadventure. [note: reference to this thread.] His hair was still too long for a male to be proud of having, his clothes grey from over-use and washing after getting spots of blood on them from various stabbings. Oh, how Sparky detested blood-stains. Horrible, horrible things they were. Of course, the thing he had been holding behind his back as he walked wasn't going to help, either.

"HEY!" Sparky yelled, loudly enough for the sleeping drunk beggars in the gutter [most of them he knew] to be woken up and for random children to come crawling out of their hidey-holes. In front of his feet, he dropped the head of a man that vaguely resembled a certain 'David Augustine', except severed from the neck and with the eyes stabbed out. "Hello!" Sparky said to the gathered citizens in front of him. "My name is Sparky!" He smiled largely, waving at the people. "I have decided to take your... " He coughed and looked down tellingly at the head in front of him before addressing the crowd again. " 'Leader' 's place." He smiled. "I'm sure we will get along fine. Changes in how this place is run will be announced tomorrow. Any questions?" Sparky asked, looking down at the slowly blinking crowd.

"If not, I'll be getting to the Main building..."

[napeir]

Napeir stepped out of his tent at the side of the village, a young man in scraps walked past him with two men with dinnerplate necklaces behind him. Slowly getting up he followed them into the village and up to the village center. The boy got up and made an anouncement that he was taking charge. Alezand was leader, no one could take his place. Watching the boy start walking off napeir approched him, grabing his collar.
" No one is taking the place of the leader here boy, Why would you come here and make such an announcement" Napeir yelled.
He stared at the boy, studying him. Could it be the Warriors of the Castle fighting back, trying to take control of the land again.
"why are you here boy" napeir asked in a rude manner.

[Sparky.]

Sparky smiled quietly up at the person yelling into his face. "I am here to take your leader's place." He said, slowly, as if explaining to someone slow in the head or hard of hearing... and this man seemed to have symptoms of both. "As I just explained. Now, sir, please let-" At this Sparky shook the mans hand off easily, the material of his collar flowy enough to escape the rude person's grasp. "-go, and if you have something further to... discuss... with myself, please follow me to the main building." And with that, Sparky twitched his finger, and the nervous looking plate-bearers followed him slowly, slightly stumbling here and there due to a sort of 'perma-bake', only instead of weed, it was alcohol. Small amounts, yes, but still.

At the main building would be a few more homeless people he had developed into skilled thieves, the jewelry scattered across their body showing their prowess at stealing. He actually sort of hoped the man would continue following him, so he could either make an ally out of the rude person... or just gain an enemy. It was nothing new.

[napeir]

Napeir stared at the boy in shock, who the heck does this kid think he his.
" boy, i am sorry but the likes of you would not be able to take my leaders place" he yelled again.
His hand grew into sharpe claws. He slowly tapped them together.
" i don't want to cause a scene in front of these people, i don't want them to be at risk, but i will defend my leaders honer. Stand down now boy"

[Sparky.]

Sparky simply smirked and turned around once more, about two feet furthur than the two men following behind him who also turned around. "Now, now, my friend... You mention the word 'honor', yet you plan to..." He glanced at the claws. "Scratch at me, like some ungroomed woman in a rage?" His smirk turned into the grin of a cheshire cat at this point, and he added "And while you keep calling me 'boy', you appear younger than I am. I'd place you around.. two years my junior. You intend to 'defend' your leader's honor? I'm not threatening his honor. The shady things he does in Avaren is what is threatening his honor."

"I have no intention of 'Standing down', as you put it. However, if you continue to pester me with your half-understood babble, you will be dealt with."

[napeir]

Napeir stared at him, anger building up.
"I am no friend of yours ,I'll call you boy as long as i want to, and my leader is doing what hes doing because of you stupid warriors from the castle, You can't just barge in and take control" he yelled.

[Kalim]

"Well, I personally don't remember anything even close to being said by this person concerning his being either a warrior or from the city." Came a third voice, cutting into Napeir and Sparky's conversation, "For all you know, he's a petty mage from a nearby village. Never assume anything, or it will be your downfall. Every true mage knows that." The voice said, the person it belonged to accompanying this with a shrug as he advanced on the two.

Striding up to the pair of them was a fairly young person, with strange purple-ish hair dressed primarily in red, with ears slightly pointed at the tips. He carried a heavy-looking wooden staff in his hand, which he now inclined towards Napeir in a somewhat threatening manner.

"This town is in near anarchy, you know that as well as I do. Have you even seen Augustine, much less talked to him anytime in months? He's forsaken his town and gone off on his own. Perhaps he's even gone and gotten himself killed, or so we can only hope. All I know is that he was the leader and is now gone, so we've got to have another leader of some sort. I'm supporting any who will take a stand for themselves and attempt for that position."

"Besides," he added as an afterthought, "If he turns out to be a horrible ruler, we can always just depose him later."

[Sparky.]

[ooc: Napeir, go ahead and take the next post.]

[napeir]

ooc:kk
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Napeir turned toward the third voice, about to make a remark but stopped when he saw a mage.
" last i checked Ale...." he stopped short, thinking about his wording toward this warrior" anyways, if i had known the leader position was needing a replacement, then i would have took over until a better leader would have come. But a good point there, i guess i could kill him if he does a bad job" napeir said, slowly returning his hands back to normal.
Then yelling again " you still haven't told me who the heck you are"

[Sparky.]

Sparky simply smiled and blinked as another, more intelligent voice joined the conversation. He ignored the threats, and simply listened until he was yelled into his face again. "Actually, you're wrong again, there. I've told you my name twice; in fact, the second time, I said it to your face. That should be enough for telling you who I am; as it stands I do no know who -you- are. Not that I care very much at this point, as I find you to be of little threat and even less interest." He turned to the newer arrival, then, and said "However..." He paused and got closer, holding out a hand for a handshake. "What is your name, then?"

[napeir]

ooc: Kalim, u can take this one.

[Kalim]

“Now see? Isn’t my way a lot more peaceful than your original way of wishing to do things?” Kalim said, with an air of apparent smugness. It was clear that he was quite fond of his well-phrased means of ending this conflict before it truly began, “The way you are quick to rile up is just like one of those warrior from Avaren would act,” he finished saying to Napeir, with a slight shake of his head.

“Me?” he said, turning to Sparky. Grasping the hand in his own, the one which wasn’t grasping his staff still, he shook it heartily, “Kalim, pleased to meet you. Just came in from my city of birth, found the place in a bit of a messy state, so if you’re willing to set things right, I’m willing to help you do it.” he said, introducing himself and making his intents clear in in under forty words.

[napeir]

Napeir felt the blood boiling in him.' HE called me a warrior from the castle' he yelled in his head.
His hand grew to sharp claws once again, he reached up to strike, swinging he hit the way behind himself. He kept doing so to keep him from trying to attack the other.
" i....hate...you...people" he yelled punching the wall more.
Feeling his hand burst through the wall he looked up, glancing around, then he realized he had broken the wall to the ladys bath house.
" opps" he said.

[Sparky.]

Sparky blinked to where Napeir was.. beating up a wall. "Very productive..." Sparky mumbled under his breath, watching as he continuously beat on the wall until.. he broke through. Say what you wanted about Napeir, as much as he was rude and belligerent, he did have a good amount of physical strength... though it was misused. Sparky turned back to Kalim. "Ah, yes, that'd be extremely helpful." He nodded, to emphasize his point.

"I doubt we'd ever be able to accomplish anything if it was just myself and my small group of homeless people, after all..." Sparky glanced at the already drifting away plate-wearing hobo's near him. "My.. associates would be Irk and Otle." The hobo's jerked to attention at the mention of their names... well, actually, they more kind of drifted back into reality. " 'ello", they both said, good-naturedly at different times after taking in the information.

[napeir]

Napeir looked at the wall for a second loger then turned toward the boy, then glanced at the the two men.
"great, just what we needed, more bloody drunks" napeir said staring at the men " we will need to talk about your way of running things, and i'd like to know how you would follow through with certain things"
Napeir let his hand turn back, he then reached into his pocket and pulled out a small pouch. Pouring it into his hand, two pills popped out, he swallowed then quickly.
" Damn docters on my back about everything, at 17, everything!" napeir said walking over to a fence, ripping out a part, and sticking it over the bathhouse wall.