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<blockquote data-quote="LostSoul" data-source="post: 4037188" data-attributes="member: 386"><p><em>Ooh look, new style. We added a new player here too.</em></p><p></p><p><strong>EXT - THE SLUMS OF AHOYDIA </strong></p><p>Pali Edrene, Colour.</p><p></p><p>The Pali gets into a grav car and heads out into the marshes.</p><p></p><p><strong>EXT - THE BADLANDS </strong></p><p>Kofer Pyatt, Interstitial.</p><p></p><p>Kofer Pyatt and Kaeli embrace on a craggy precipice. Below them: the majesty of the harsh Boldaq badlands.</p><p></p><p>"Kaeli, come with me to train with the Pali. Walk the Lar-ti-Largi with me."</p><p></p><p>"I will, my love," she says.</p><p></p><p><strong>EXT. MARSH VILLAGE </strong></p><p>Pali Ederene, Conflict.</p><p></p><p>Two grav cars slide into a run-down marsh village. The air is thick with decay. People rush to pull their kids out of the muck they are playing in and into their stilt-raised reed shacks. </p><p></p><p>The Pali heads to a shack made from corrugated metal and calls out the Hetman of the village. A lumpy, balding man slinks out.</p><p></p><p>The Pali tells him that he's going to take them up to his palace and train them to cleanse the galaxy. The hetman shies away, speaking his fears: "You are going to kill us! Just tell us what you want, and we'll give it to you; but please, leave us alone!"</p><p></p><p>Disgusted, Kofer Pyatt spits on the ground. "Pal-wan Butanah!" The hetman flees.</p><p></p><p>The Pali turns to Kofer Pyatt. He answers the unspoken question: "Don't waste your time on scum like this. They are weak - they don't deserve to be lifted from this muck."</p><p></p><p>"All humans have a right to be taught."</p><p></p><p>Kofer Pyatt kicks over a bubbling pot. "You call these people human?" The stew spills on the ground. Gnawed white bones stand out in the muck. Human bones.</p><p></p><p>The Pali stares in disbelief. "By the Tir-Khan," he gasps. "Very well, Kofer. Take this cringing man and train him yourself. If you cannot train him, then I will leave the butanah to their fate."</p><p></p><p><strong>INT. A NIGHTCLUB IN AHOYDIA - NIGHT</strong></p><p>Kadaath, Building.</p><p></p><p>Kadaath: jagged scar, lean. Two pistols. Scans the dance floor. Gaze falls on Draz Tolo, talking to one of his men. The man leaves Tolo alone.</p><p></p><p>A young, chubby boy, shirtless, runs up to Kadaath. Both of his eyes are blackened. He looks at the ground when he speaks: "The great Draz Tolo, The Butcher, wants to speak with you."</p><p></p><p>Kadaath stands. His men rise with him. They cross the club in a phalanx. The boy follows.</p><p></p><p>"Kadaath, good to see you again," Draz Tolo says. "I've got a job that calls for your... unique methods, and I need to keep my hands clean now that I've gone legit."</p><p></p><p>"I'm listening."</p><p></p><p>"See this boy?" He yanks a leash tied around the boy's neck. "We are going to use him to blackmail the Pali. I want you to hang on to him, and when I ask for it -"</p><p></p><p>"I want double my regular rate."</p><p></p><p>"Done."</p><p></p><p>"Ten times, then."</p><p></p><p>"Ha! Done. Hell, I'll throw in some women, too. Now that Fat Chaz is Hammer Lord of this dirtball, we've got money to spare. Bartender! Bring those new girls out!"</p><p></p><p>A line of young women come out from a back room. "They're all new, just picked up from the marshes. Drugged, so they can't fight back."</p><p></p><p>One of Kadaath's men ogles the girls. Kadaath pulls out a pistol and shoots him in the head.</p><p></p><p>"You haven't lost your touch," Draz Tolo says. "Maybe you'd like a professional?"</p><p></p><p>Kadaath nods to one of his men. "Ezran, check them out." He starts up with the off-world women who came here following the troops. Kadaath stands still, a few paces away from Draz Tolo.</p><p></p><p>Ezran grabs at a woman. He isn't gentle. She screams. Everyone looks - everyone save Kadaath and Draz Tolo.</p><p></p><p>The bartender turns to Draz - "Hey boss, you can't stand for that, look what he's doing-"</p><p></p><p>Draz Tolo: "I don't care what he does with that whore-"</p><p></p><p>Out of the corner of his eye, Draz Tolo spots Kadaath going for his pistols. Tolo's hands flash and his CEBW is out.</p><p></p><p>Energy flares and the club is lit bright as day for a second. Draz jumps behind the bar. Kadaath peppers it. Draz's men start firing wildly, and Kadaath's men respond. The club goers scream and run for the entrances, some dying from the crossfire, some trampled to death.</p><p></p><p>Ezran grabs Kadaath. "Boss, you're hurt! He got you! Let's get out of here!"</p><p></p><p>Kadaath fires a few more shots as he is dragged out of the club by his men.</p><p></p><p><strong>EXT. PLANET ZAGAS - ANVIL PARADE GROUNDS</strong></p><p>Forged Lord Tovol, Colour.</p><p></p><p>The Zagas palce is made of ancient, black stone carved from solid rock generations ago. Lord Tovol stands on a balcony watching his Anvil drill, just as his ancestors did.</p><p></p><p>A wigged noble stands next to Lord Tovol. "Ah hmmm, your troops are doing quite well, yes? Yes, hmmm ha hmmm."</p><p></p><p>A runner, hardly a man, never a boy, sprints to Lord Tovol. He snaps a quick, excited salute. "We really got them in that last exchange, sir!"</p><p></p><p>The wig draws his sword and slams the boy in the head with its hilt. The runner slumps to the ground, bleeding from the scalp. "Show your betters the proper respect!" the wig snaps.</p><p></p><p>The runner looks up at Lord Tovol, whose cold, steel gaze never leaves the parade grounds. "He is right. Next time, address me with my full title. Medic!"</p><p></p><p><strong>INT. PLANET ZAGAS - DUKE VON ZAGAS' PRIVATE CHAMBERS</strong></p><p>Duke von Zagas, Colour.</p><p></p><p>The Duke stares out a window and sees, far below, Lord Tovol von Zagas inspecting his troops.</p><p></p><p>"Has it come to this? Have I turned my own son against me? I must correct this mistake. If only I could trust him..."</p><p></p><p><strong>INT. PLANET ZAGAS - LORD TOVOL'S OFFICES</strong></p><p>Forged Lord Tovol, Building.</p><p></p><p>Lord Tovol sits at his desk looking over dozens of graphs and charts. He sighs loudly.</p><p></p><p>A knock at the door. Lady Neer Krishmurly glides in. Her skin is glistening under a thin, low-necked floor length dress. The sweet smell of gul janat rolls off her in waves. "Your Grace," she says, performing a small curtsie. "You wished to see me?"</p><p></p><p>"Yes. Our mutual friend, the Pali Edrene, said you might offer assistance-"</p><p></p><p>"Any assistance you might need." She smiles. "ANY."</p><p></p><p>"I am having trouble financing my Anvil. Lord Goss stripped the men of their supplies, and they haven't been paid for months now."</p><p></p><p>"What I have is yours. I shall open my treasuries for you."</p><p></p><p>"Thank you, my lady."</p><p></p><p>"Now if there is any other assistance you might need -"</p><p></p><p>"I could not ask for more." There is a knock at the door. "Excuse me, my lady, I have other business to attend to. If you will...?"</p><p></p><p>"Certainly, Lord Tovol. My monies will have to do. Remember, I am here for you."</p><p></p><p>"I will."</p><p></p><p>Lady Neer leaves, and Lord Tovol's accountant enters. "Your Grace, I hope things went well with the Lady Neer?"</p><p></p><p>"Yes. You will have access to her funds."</p><p></p><p>"Excellent, my Lord. We will have your troops combat-ready within the month."</p><p></p><p>There is another, loud knock at Lord Tovol's door. The new Forged Lord lets out a sigh. "Yes? What is it?" He shouts.</p><p></p><p><strong>INT. SAME</strong></p><p>Duke von Zagas, Interstitial.</p><p></p><p>The Black Duke enters Tovol's office. "If I may have a word with you my son?" he asks.</p><p></p><p>"Of course, Your Majesty. Accountant - leave us." Tovol's accountant bows quickly and leaves.</p><p></p><p>"Good." The Duke walks to a window and gazes out. "Son, things have become tense between us."</p><p></p><p>"They have."</p><p></p><p>"I don't want to lose you, Tovol. Boldaq has driven us apart. You are my son, and I care for you - but this planet could mean the Hanrilke Throne and the Primarchy for me. I can't let it slip away from me.</p><p></p><p>"We could work together. We should work together. If only there was some way I could trust you again..."</p><p></p><p>"Father, if you support the Pali-"</p><p></p><p>"Edrene? Why bring up that heretic's name!" The Duke spins and turns at his son. "He has damaged me - us, our family - in the past. Why do you listen to him?"</p><p></p><p>"He is a good man, my Liege. He sees the way of things to come."</p><p></p><p>"Son - I didn't want it to come to this, but there is no other way. I need you to submit to a Divination administered by Lord Goss. He can purge the heresy Edrene has put into you."</p><p></p><p>"-what?"</p><p></p><p>"It is the only way I can trust you, Tovol."</p><p></p><p>"A Divination? You would have me do that? Father, I cannot."</p><p></p><p>"...very well, Lord Tovol." He turns, black cape flowing, and walks out of the room.</p><p></p><p><strong>INT. PLANET ZAGAS - OUTSIDE LORD TOVOL'S OFFICES</strong></p><p>Duke von Zagas, Building.</p><p></p><p>The Duke turns to an aide. "Did he accept, your Majesty?" the aide asks.</p><p></p><p>"He did not. Summon Lord Goss. He will have to do this thing whether my son wishes it or not."</p><p></p><p><strong>INT. PLANET ZAGAS - LORD GOSS' SUITE</strong></p><p>Forged Lord Tovol, Intersitial.</p><p></p><p>High Inquisitor Lord Goss sits at his desk. Under it, burned into the stone floor, is the wheel of fire on which all men's destinies turn. He is speaking to the Duke on his comm screen.</p><p></p><p>"Remember, Goss," the Duke says, "Lord Tovol will not be a willing subject. You have my permission to detain him with whatever force you deem necessary."</p><p></p><p>"As you command, Metropolitan."</p><p></p><p>There is a knock at his door. Lord Goss flips off the screen. "Enter."</p><p></p><p>Lord Tovol walks in. "Lord Goss, I am here to submit to your Divination."</p><p></p><p><strong>INT. Kadaath's HIDEOUT</strong></p><p>Kadaath, Colour.</p><p></p><p>Kadaath is beating Ezran.</p><p></p><p><strong>INT. SAME</strong></p><p></p><p>Brother Lintor comes in. "The Pali wants to thank you for what you did to Draz."</p><p></p><p>"No problem."</p><p></p><p>He goes back to beating Ezran.</p><p></p><p><strong>INT. DRAZ TOLO'S FORTRESS</strong></p><p>Kadaath, Interstitial.</p><p></p><p>Kadaath comes up to Draz Tolo's place, unarmed.</p><p></p><p>Says he'll still do the job.</p><p></p><p>Draz Tolo accepts.</p><p></p><p><strong>INT. PODALAH PALACE</strong></p><p>Kofer Pyatt, Building.</p><p></p><p>Kofer Pyatt trains with the Pali and Kaeli.</p><p></p><p>Draz Tolo calls. "Deal with Lord Tovol or else."</p><p></p><p>"No."</p><p></p><p>Kadaath strangles the boy.</p><p></p><p>Kofer Pyatt: "I know where that signal is coming from."</p><p></p><p>Pali: "Bortei! Go there, now!" Pali leaves to watch them get ready. Bortei jumps into his grav sled and races out across the desert with the rest of the Pali's cavalry. Kaeli goes with them.</p><p></p><p>Kofer Pyatt turns to the comm. "Fat Chaz, Bortei's coming. Take him out so I can have Kaeli all to myself."</p><p></p><p><strong>EXT. DRAZ TOLO'S FORTRESS</strong></p><p>Firefight, Fat Chaz.</p><p></p><p>Bortei comes racing up the road. "Bonzai!" Fat Chaz's ships scream out of the sun.</p><p></p><p>Fat Chaz orders a lock. They link up with the fortress.</p><p></p><p>Kadaath issues odd orders, but the lock is successful.</p><p></p><p>Missiles fire and force Bortei and his grav team into the open, where the fortress artillery cuts them up. Bortei loses control of his ship and skids off the plateau, crashing in the open desert.</p><p></p><p><strong>EXT. NEARBY MOUNTAIN</strong></p><p>MANEUVER. Human Take Action (activate slaves & serfs) vs. Vaylen Flak. Human 4s, Vaylen 1s defense/2s attack.</p><p></p><p>Kofer Pyatt and the marsh hetman look over the smoking rising from the firefight. "This is what the Pali brings. Are you up to the task?"</p><p></p><p><strong>EXT. MARSH VILLAGE </strong></p><p>In the village square, drunken men sing and dance round a bonfire, painting themselves with the mark of the Pali. They cry out the new legend - "the Pali saves all".</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="LostSoul, post: 4037188, member: 386"] [i]Ooh look, new style. We added a new player here too.[/i] [b]EXT - THE SLUMS OF AHOYDIA [/b] Pali Edrene, Colour. The Pali gets into a grav car and heads out into the marshes. [b]EXT - THE BADLANDS [/b] Kofer Pyatt, Interstitial. Kofer Pyatt and Kaeli embrace on a craggy precipice. Below them: the majesty of the harsh Boldaq badlands. "Kaeli, come with me to train with the Pali. Walk the Lar-ti-Largi with me." "I will, my love," she says. [b]EXT. MARSH VILLAGE [/b] Pali Ederene, Conflict. Two grav cars slide into a run-down marsh village. The air is thick with decay. People rush to pull their kids out of the muck they are playing in and into their stilt-raised reed shacks. The Pali heads to a shack made from corrugated metal and calls out the Hetman of the village. A lumpy, balding man slinks out. The Pali tells him that he's going to take them up to his palace and train them to cleanse the galaxy. The hetman shies away, speaking his fears: "You are going to kill us! Just tell us what you want, and we'll give it to you; but please, leave us alone!" Disgusted, Kofer Pyatt spits on the ground. "Pal-wan Butanah!" The hetman flees. The Pali turns to Kofer Pyatt. He answers the unspoken question: "Don't waste your time on scum like this. They are weak - they don't deserve to be lifted from this muck." "All humans have a right to be taught." Kofer Pyatt kicks over a bubbling pot. "You call these people human?" The stew spills on the ground. Gnawed white bones stand out in the muck. Human bones. The Pali stares in disbelief. "By the Tir-Khan," he gasps. "Very well, Kofer. Take this cringing man and train him yourself. If you cannot train him, then I will leave the butanah to their fate." [b]INT. A NIGHTCLUB IN AHOYDIA - NIGHT[/b] Kadaath, Building. Kadaath: jagged scar, lean. Two pistols. Scans the dance floor. Gaze falls on Draz Tolo, talking to one of his men. The man leaves Tolo alone. A young, chubby boy, shirtless, runs up to Kadaath. Both of his eyes are blackened. He looks at the ground when he speaks: "The great Draz Tolo, The Butcher, wants to speak with you." Kadaath stands. His men rise with him. They cross the club in a phalanx. The boy follows. "Kadaath, good to see you again," Draz Tolo says. "I've got a job that calls for your... unique methods, and I need to keep my hands clean now that I've gone legit." "I'm listening." "See this boy?" He yanks a leash tied around the boy's neck. "We are going to use him to blackmail the Pali. I want you to hang on to him, and when I ask for it -" "I want double my regular rate." "Done." "Ten times, then." "Ha! Done. Hell, I'll throw in some women, too. Now that Fat Chaz is Hammer Lord of this dirtball, we've got money to spare. Bartender! Bring those new girls out!" A line of young women come out from a back room. "They're all new, just picked up from the marshes. Drugged, so they can't fight back." One of Kadaath's men ogles the girls. Kadaath pulls out a pistol and shoots him in the head. "You haven't lost your touch," Draz Tolo says. "Maybe you'd like a professional?" Kadaath nods to one of his men. "Ezran, check them out." He starts up with the off-world women who came here following the troops. Kadaath stands still, a few paces away from Draz Tolo. Ezran grabs at a woman. He isn't gentle. She screams. Everyone looks - everyone save Kadaath and Draz Tolo. The bartender turns to Draz - "Hey boss, you can't stand for that, look what he's doing-" Draz Tolo: "I don't care what he does with that whore-" Out of the corner of his eye, Draz Tolo spots Kadaath going for his pistols. Tolo's hands flash and his CEBW is out. Energy flares and the club is lit bright as day for a second. Draz jumps behind the bar. Kadaath peppers it. Draz's men start firing wildly, and Kadaath's men respond. The club goers scream and run for the entrances, some dying from the crossfire, some trampled to death. Ezran grabs Kadaath. "Boss, you're hurt! He got you! Let's get out of here!" Kadaath fires a few more shots as he is dragged out of the club by his men. [b]EXT. PLANET ZAGAS - ANVIL PARADE GROUNDS[/b] Forged Lord Tovol, Colour. The Zagas palce is made of ancient, black stone carved from solid rock generations ago. Lord Tovol stands on a balcony watching his Anvil drill, just as his ancestors did. A wigged noble stands next to Lord Tovol. "Ah hmmm, your troops are doing quite well, yes? Yes, hmmm ha hmmm." A runner, hardly a man, never a boy, sprints to Lord Tovol. He snaps a quick, excited salute. "We really got them in that last exchange, sir!" The wig draws his sword and slams the boy in the head with its hilt. The runner slumps to the ground, bleeding from the scalp. "Show your betters the proper respect!" the wig snaps. The runner looks up at Lord Tovol, whose cold, steel gaze never leaves the parade grounds. "He is right. Next time, address me with my full title. Medic!" [b]INT. PLANET ZAGAS - DUKE VON ZAGAS' PRIVATE CHAMBERS[/b] Duke von Zagas, Colour. The Duke stares out a window and sees, far below, Lord Tovol von Zagas inspecting his troops. "Has it come to this? Have I turned my own son against me? I must correct this mistake. If only I could trust him..." [b]INT. PLANET ZAGAS - LORD TOVOL'S OFFICES[/b] Forged Lord Tovol, Building. Lord Tovol sits at his desk looking over dozens of graphs and charts. He sighs loudly. A knock at the door. Lady Neer Krishmurly glides in. Her skin is glistening under a thin, low-necked floor length dress. The sweet smell of gul janat rolls off her in waves. "Your Grace," she says, performing a small curtsie. "You wished to see me?" "Yes. Our mutual friend, the Pali Edrene, said you might offer assistance-" "Any assistance you might need." She smiles. "ANY." "I am having trouble financing my Anvil. Lord Goss stripped the men of their supplies, and they haven't been paid for months now." "What I have is yours. I shall open my treasuries for you." "Thank you, my lady." "Now if there is any other assistance you might need -" "I could not ask for more." There is a knock at the door. "Excuse me, my lady, I have other business to attend to. If you will...?" "Certainly, Lord Tovol. My monies will have to do. Remember, I am here for you." "I will." Lady Neer leaves, and Lord Tovol's accountant enters. "Your Grace, I hope things went well with the Lady Neer?" "Yes. You will have access to her funds." "Excellent, my Lord. We will have your troops combat-ready within the month." There is another, loud knock at Lord Tovol's door. The new Forged Lord lets out a sigh. "Yes? What is it?" He shouts. [b]INT. SAME[/b] Duke von Zagas, Interstitial. The Black Duke enters Tovol's office. "If I may have a word with you my son?" he asks. "Of course, Your Majesty. Accountant - leave us." Tovol's accountant bows quickly and leaves. "Good." The Duke walks to a window and gazes out. "Son, things have become tense between us." "They have." "I don't want to lose you, Tovol. Boldaq has driven us apart. You are my son, and I care for you - but this planet could mean the Hanrilke Throne and the Primarchy for me. I can't let it slip away from me. "We could work together. We should work together. If only there was some way I could trust you again..." "Father, if you support the Pali-" "Edrene? Why bring up that heretic's name!" The Duke spins and turns at his son. "He has damaged me - us, our family - in the past. Why do you listen to him?" "He is a good man, my Liege. He sees the way of things to come." "Son - I didn't want it to come to this, but there is no other way. I need you to submit to a Divination administered by Lord Goss. He can purge the heresy Edrene has put into you." "-what?" "It is the only way I can trust you, Tovol." "A Divination? You would have me do that? Father, I cannot." "...very well, Lord Tovol." He turns, black cape flowing, and walks out of the room. [b]INT. PLANET ZAGAS - OUTSIDE LORD TOVOL'S OFFICES[/b] Duke von Zagas, Building. The Duke turns to an aide. "Did he accept, your Majesty?" the aide asks. "He did not. Summon Lord Goss. He will have to do this thing whether my son wishes it or not." [b]INT. PLANET ZAGAS - LORD GOSS' SUITE[/b] Forged Lord Tovol, Intersitial. High Inquisitor Lord Goss sits at his desk. Under it, burned into the stone floor, is the wheel of fire on which all men's destinies turn. He is speaking to the Duke on his comm screen. "Remember, Goss," the Duke says, "Lord Tovol will not be a willing subject. You have my permission to detain him with whatever force you deem necessary." "As you command, Metropolitan." There is a knock at his door. Lord Goss flips off the screen. "Enter." Lord Tovol walks in. "Lord Goss, I am here to submit to your Divination." [b]INT. Kadaath's HIDEOUT[/b] Kadaath, Colour. Kadaath is beating Ezran. [b]INT. SAME[/b] Brother Lintor comes in. "The Pali wants to thank you for what you did to Draz." "No problem." He goes back to beating Ezran. [b]INT. DRAZ TOLO'S FORTRESS[/b] Kadaath, Interstitial. Kadaath comes up to Draz Tolo's place, unarmed. Says he'll still do the job. Draz Tolo accepts. [b]INT. PODALAH PALACE[/b] Kofer Pyatt, Building. Kofer Pyatt trains with the Pali and Kaeli. Draz Tolo calls. "Deal with Lord Tovol or else." "No." Kadaath strangles the boy. Kofer Pyatt: "I know where that signal is coming from." Pali: "Bortei! Go there, now!" Pali leaves to watch them get ready. Bortei jumps into his grav sled and races out across the desert with the rest of the Pali's cavalry. Kaeli goes with them. Kofer Pyatt turns to the comm. "Fat Chaz, Bortei's coming. Take him out so I can have Kaeli all to myself." [b]EXT. DRAZ TOLO'S FORTRESS[/b] Firefight, Fat Chaz. Bortei comes racing up the road. "Bonzai!" Fat Chaz's ships scream out of the sun. Fat Chaz orders a lock. They link up with the fortress. Kadaath issues odd orders, but the lock is successful. Missiles fire and force Bortei and his grav team into the open, where the fortress artillery cuts them up. Bortei loses control of his ship and skids off the plateau, crashing in the open desert. [b]EXT. NEARBY MOUNTAIN[/b] MANEUVER. Human Take Action (activate slaves & serfs) vs. Vaylen Flak. Human 4s, Vaylen 1s defense/2s attack. Kofer Pyatt and the marsh hetman look over the smoking rising from the firefight. "This is what the Pali brings. Are you up to the task?" [b]EXT. MARSH VILLAGE [/b] In the village square, drunken men sing and dance round a bonfire, painting themselves with the mark of the Pali. They cry out the new legend - "the Pali saves all". [/QUOTE]
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