Andia: The Revolution

[Eltee]

"It's a plan, then." Aarys said. "In the meantime, I think we have a rebellion to fight."

[Kerr]

Gladro followed the General as he had waited the whole year to find out why he wanted them. "I like using guns a lot more than I expected." he mumbled, upset he didn't find a boyfriend during the past year and not wanting to die alone on what was sure to be a suicide mission.

[JVElEven]

"I liked driving better," Hremai said in a passing remark, jogging inside to hear what the general had to say.

[King Acunasti]

"Yeah," Valentin said in response to Hremai's statement. "We'll be sure to take you off the 'gataway driver' list."

[Eltee]

"A half blind getaway driver is half as likely to hesitate." Aarys noted. "I nominate Hremai for our getaway driver."

[King Acunasti]

"But a half-blind getaway driver is twice as likely to drive our vehicle into a waterfall." Valentin laughed. "No hard feelings, Hremai. I'm sure you'd do fine."

[JVElEven]

"Hey. I didn't hit anything the last 4 months!" Hremai said indignantly, though snickering.

[King Acunasti]

"But hitting something in the future when we've got the ICA on our tails could prove a big problem." Valentin responded.

[Eltee]

"Oooooor, she might hit the ICA soldiers themselves..."

[JVElEven]

"Wouldn't mind that."

[King Acunasti]

"Nobody would mind that. Alright, I have an idea. Hremai will be our get-towards driver. If we need to drive into a Shard base and run the [&@%!] over, our Drow friend here should be behind the wheel."

[Eltee]

"Sounds like a plan. Hell, she could use a truck as a primary weapon. Who needs rifles, eh? Hremai?" Aarys laughed.

[JVElEven]

"Never figured out to aim with the bloody things anyways..." Hremai concurred, not laughing, but smiling broadly

Spoiler:

I'm kind of a gloomy person, so that's as happy it gets.

[Duh]

Spoiler:

We'll just say the rest followed.

Oh, and Matt, you'll recieve stealth training later on. Don't worry.

Sanchez led the eight into a large, dark planetarium. An extremely old, thin man sat at the center of the chamber with his legs twisted into a pretzel.

"They are here." said the General.

The old man opened his shining, golden eyes. "I know." he said in a deep, raspy voice.

[Eltee]

"Is he the prophet? The seer, or... Whoever... The person who created the prophesy?" Aarys piped up.

[JVElEven]

"Whoa. Creepy fellow," Hremai said.

[Duh]

"Yes, I am, Aarys Breá." the old man replied with a painful cough.

[Arch-Mage Matt]

"This guy looks like my grandma." Ashriel remarked. "Of course, he's not an elf, and he wasn't killed when Shards invaded his city. Other than that, they could be twins."

[Eltee]

Hm. Creepy. Aarys thought. "Err... Pleased to meet you, sir." She said, instead.

[JVElEven]

Spoiler:

I go to have dinner. See ya soon.

"Hmm... You've got our names told to you before we started, haven't you?" Hremai said distrustingly.

[Arch-Mage Matt]

"No, be realistic. He's obviously an old and powerful wizard who knows all, sees all, and tells some." Ashriel chirped.

[King Acunasti]

"Is this the best you've got, General?" Valentin asked Sanchez.

[Duh]

"Come now, Hremai." said the old man. "I was the first of all of these rebels to know your names. On the morning the eight of you were rescued, the Shard knocked on each of your doors. Hremai, when you answered, you said 'Seriously, why do you guys always have to be so loud? You never just pop in to say hi!'. Don't you remember?"

[Arch-Mage Matt]

Ashriel paled and started to back away slowly from the scene. He did not want the old man revisiting his arrest. Unlike the others, Ashriel knew magic when he lived in the Ice Elf city, and this was it.

[POMC S117]

Spoiler:

Could I join this?