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Word quickly spreads across the Temple, the bogan called for a gathering in his chambers. There is food and wine set at a long table, the chairs numbering the table are enough for the masters. Crusaders may stand as, honorary invites though they will not dine. Acolytes will learn of what transpired from their masters later on.
At the head of this table is the Bogan on his thrown of skulls. There are not one large set marble throne beside him now, but two. One is on his right hand, the other on his left, though farther away. The symbolism is obvious, as both have certain engravings in them and the distance marked obviously. Those who occupied these seats would be close to the bogan, though one perhaps closer in line to the throne than the other. Perplexing given that there is only one Highlord, yet two seats...
The Bogan sits, as do the masters as you enter the room, the seats remain empty. Issan, the high lord stands near the throne but does not sit, it appears she is waiting for something, or perhaps someone...
Those who come in sit, curious as to why this event was called, clearly something so grand is not held often in these dark and unhallowed halls. As people come and sit, and crusaders stand the bogan waits quietly. Soon however he speaks, those who are late would not be attending it would seem, as the doors closed as the last person entered.
"I would like to announce..." he says trailing off as everyone grew quiet. "My current High Lord accells at her duties here in the temple. Without her work you would all no doubt be fat lazy slobs and utterly worthless to me and my designs. Without her fear she instills in your masters you no doubt would not be trained. Without her I would not have been able to achieve for us, all that I have." He said, there was a tinge of pride in his booming voice, but whether it was for the achievements of the order or of Issan failed to be revealed.
"This is why I have created a grand position. Arch Lord of the Temple." He says, motioning for tanoor to sit in the marble throne at his left in one sweeping gesture. "Or in this case, Arch Lady of the Temple." He brought his hands together and clapped several times. Everyone else did as well. The Bogan brought up his hand for silence. "This new position will be on par with the high lord within the temple." He goes on to explain. "I expect not one ounce of respect to be removed from the Arch Lady in your eyes. She thrives in this roll, where many, if not all of you would fail. However running my temple leaves her other duties as High Lord taxed, which is why I am giving her this position, and raising up another of my favorite disciples." He says, everyone waits in baited breath.
"Your new High Lord, is Master Nescius Caedo. From now on you will address him as High Lord. He exemplifies everything I hope for this order should I ever fail in my duties as Bogan. Treat him with the respect you give to your Arch Lady or he will simply strike you down if he feels the need."
It was unknown if this was a joke or not, but regardless the Bogan continues. "Now, let us celebrate, then return back to our acolytes and other duties." With that he rose his glass to the High Lord and drank, kicking off the festivities, if one could call a gathering of the most evil force users in the galaxies such a thing.
((Those who rank high enough feel free to post, mingle and talk amongst yourselves for a bit if you wish. You only have to read the first post and nothing more should you not want to join the RP itself.))
At the head of this table is the Bogan on his thrown of skulls. There are not one large set marble throne beside him now, but two. One is on his right hand, the other on his left, though farther away. The symbolism is obvious, as both have certain engravings in them and the distance marked obviously. Those who occupied these seats would be close to the bogan, though one perhaps closer in line to the throne than the other. Perplexing given that there is only one Highlord, yet two seats...
The Bogan sits, as do the masters as you enter the room, the seats remain empty. Issan, the high lord stands near the throne but does not sit, it appears she is waiting for something, or perhaps someone...
Those who come in sit, curious as to why this event was called, clearly something so grand is not held often in these dark and unhallowed halls. As people come and sit, and crusaders stand the bogan waits quietly. Soon however he speaks, those who are late would not be attending it would seem, as the doors closed as the last person entered.
"I would like to announce..." he says trailing off as everyone grew quiet. "My current High Lord accells at her duties here in the temple. Without her work you would all no doubt be fat lazy slobs and utterly worthless to me and my designs. Without her fear she instills in your masters you no doubt would not be trained. Without her I would not have been able to achieve for us, all that I have." He said, there was a tinge of pride in his booming voice, but whether it was for the achievements of the order or of Issan failed to be revealed.
"This is why I have created a grand position. Arch Lord of the Temple." He says, motioning for tanoor to sit in the marble throne at his left in one sweeping gesture. "Or in this case, Arch Lady of the Temple." He brought his hands together and clapped several times. Everyone else did as well. The Bogan brought up his hand for silence. "This new position will be on par with the high lord within the temple." He goes on to explain. "I expect not one ounce of respect to be removed from the Arch Lady in your eyes. She thrives in this roll, where many, if not all of you would fail. However running my temple leaves her other duties as High Lord taxed, which is why I am giving her this position, and raising up another of my favorite disciples." He says, everyone waits in baited breath.
"Your new High Lord, is Master Nescius Caedo. From now on you will address him as High Lord. He exemplifies everything I hope for this order should I ever fail in my duties as Bogan. Treat him with the respect you give to your Arch Lady or he will simply strike you down if he feels the need."
It was unknown if this was a joke or not, but regardless the Bogan continues. "Now, let us celebrate, then return back to our acolytes and other duties." With that he rose his glass to the High Lord and drank, kicking off the festivities, if one could call a gathering of the most evil force users in the galaxies such a thing.
((Those who rank high enough feel free to post, mingle and talk amongst yourselves for a bit if you wish. You only have to read the first post and nothing more should you not want to join the RP itself.))
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