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Honourable Venegance
Act I
Changes
Council had begun. The Prophet of Tolerance rose in his magnificent gravity throne. An opalescent sheen of azure blue flooded into the chambers, bathing the monarch in a haze of pure brilliance. Though grey, and frailing with age, he still retained unquestionable command of his subordinates, and ruled with an iron fist. He rose and rose, ever higher to ensure everyone could bear witness to his majesty.
"A new age is among us. The dawning of which is already in motion. With each new age, changes must be made to ensure maximum efficiency, and the survival of our beloved covenant. We have been lead in military operations since the beggining of our creation, by the Sangheili. Despite our vast appreciation for their persistent effort, the strain of command is starting to show. They are starting to falter. They have found nothing of usefulness. I ask. has the most potent poison of all, heresy, begun to manifest within the minds of our Sangheili military commanders." The Prophet finished, noting with innate satisfaction, the sheer volume of unwavering attention he was being suplied. Hostile, or not.
"Noble hierarch. What the hell brought you to this conclusion?" One of the Snagheili Councilors responded aggitatedly. The Prophet of Tolerance was about to respond, but spun to bear witness to Tera Agramme storming into the room. He held his Energy Sword out, activated. As he advanced rapidly with a murderous mask of anger on his face, his sword dragged across the floor, carving an angry, scorching line across the council chambers.
"Blasphemy!" The Arbiter roared mencaingly as he took his position at a dais. The Honour Guards tightened the grips of their collective weapons, whispering amongst themselves in rasping tones. The Prophet rolled his eyes, before addresing the hulking Sangheili. The room had fallen dreadfully quiet.
"Your presense was not summoned, Arbiter. Begone!" The Hierarch ordered spitefully.
"It appears to me, holy one. That the Sangheili have begun to outlive their usefullness." The Chieftan stated, with mock innocence. Tera shot a quick glare at the Chieftan. One filled with the very essense of hatred.
"How truly you speak" Tolerance responded. "Take him away" He made a vague, weary gesture towards Tera. The Honor Guards shuffled awkwardly, unsure.
"Did I stutter?!" Tolerance inquired maliciously. "GET RID OF HIM!!" He bellowed. His powerful voice carried across the vast chambers. The Honour Guards levelled their weapons at the Arbiter and advanced.
"There is no need for this idiocy. I will remove myself!" Tera exclaimed angrily. He spun on his heel, and left the council chambers with some of his fellow Sangheili. A tattered trail of their dignity left behind.
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I started this FF on another site. I actually have about 12 chapters, but I want to see what people think first before filtering them all in here.
And yes, I know it doesn't entirely make sense now. :)