Post by Marimba on Mar 7, 2024 4:14:24 GMT -5
Marimba sneered with great exasperation atop his throne in Kyotei Fortress; his face scrunched up with displeasure. There had been a pit in his stomach in the days leading up to the coming war against the empire. Something just felt very wrong with the whole thing. Despite sitting in what any average person would consider the royal lap of luxury, he found no peace of mind. At any moment in the coming weeks, he or any number of people he knew and cared about could potentially die. The outcome of this war would decide not only his legacy but also the very course of Mazoku history for generations to come.
The Mazoku king thought back to Ticoga's announcement.
Most mercenaries were not a threat when pitted against the Hoken. As an insider in the industry, the only active freelance mercenaries with the power to make a huge difference in a conflict of such scale were Vuvuzela Orchestra and Renegade, both of which were already loyal to the Mazoku.
But there was one big problem: a mercenary group with the power to change everything—a team known to be not only the strongest mercenary group but possibly even the strongest galactic force in existence—the Nova Corps.
Until now, the Daimao had wanted to fight this war using solely the strength of his kingdom. But the more he thought about the possibility of needing to fight a Nova-boosted Army, the less confident he became in his ability to uphold that ideal. He had an oath to fulfill: to protect the people of Namek above all else. If he needed to swallow his pride and sacrifice his own glory to achieve that, so be it!
He had no idea what Ticoga had offered the Novas. Still, the spoils of winning this war were far more remarkable for the Mazoku Kingdom than the Arcose Empire—a fact that Marimba intended to use to his advantage. Pressing his index and middle fingers to his forehead, the mutant reached out telepathically to his royal messenger.
"Xylot, I need you to scribe a letter and deliver it to Jinx of the Nova Corps using sending magic. "
"Dear Jinx "
"I am Marimba, Daimao of the Mazoku kingdom. I seek to commission your aid in the coming war between my kingdom and the Arcose empire."
"The conflict is anticipated to be deadly and decisive. Ticoga has announced intentions to invade Kyotei fortress in 2 weeks."
"Ticoga's death and our capture of Arcose mark the completion of our commission; the Nova Corps will receive the planet of Arcose as payment."
"If you are interested, contact me as soon as possible."
"My virtual Telecomm line is RA#2398."
"We are open to counteroffers, re-negotiation, and adjustments of the terms."
" -Marimba. "
"Send it."
The Mazoku king thought back to Ticoga's announcement.
"With this declaration, I call on the mercenaries of the Galaxy. The Empire's power is great, and so too is our wealth. We shall pay well to ensure your time and power is well compensated."
Ticoga continues. "This is not due to a lack of power on our part - but to be thorough in the destruction of the Empire's enemies. Should a mercenary claim the head of Maxsuz Argin or Sen, consider your fee doubled."
Ticoga continues. "This is not due to a lack of power on our part - but to be thorough in the destruction of the Empire's enemies. Should a mercenary claim the head of Maxsuz Argin or Sen, consider your fee doubled."
Most mercenaries were not a threat when pitted against the Hoken. As an insider in the industry, the only active freelance mercenaries with the power to make a huge difference in a conflict of such scale were Vuvuzela Orchestra and Renegade, both of which were already loyal to the Mazoku.
But there was one big problem: a mercenary group with the power to change everything—a team known to be not only the strongest mercenary group but possibly even the strongest galactic force in existence—the Nova Corps.
Until now, the Daimao had wanted to fight this war using solely the strength of his kingdom. But the more he thought about the possibility of needing to fight a Nova-boosted Army, the less confident he became in his ability to uphold that ideal. He had an oath to fulfill: to protect the people of Namek above all else. If he needed to swallow his pride and sacrifice his own glory to achieve that, so be it!
He had no idea what Ticoga had offered the Novas. Still, the spoils of winning this war were far more remarkable for the Mazoku Kingdom than the Arcose Empire—a fact that Marimba intended to use to his advantage. Pressing his index and middle fingers to his forehead, the mutant reached out telepathically to his royal messenger.
"Xylot, I need you to scribe a letter and deliver it to Jinx of the Nova Corps using sending magic. "
"Dear Jinx "
"I am Marimba, Daimao of the Mazoku kingdom. I seek to commission your aid in the coming war between my kingdom and the Arcose empire."
"The conflict is anticipated to be deadly and decisive. Ticoga has announced intentions to invade Kyotei fortress in 2 weeks."
"Ticoga's death and our capture of Arcose mark the completion of our commission; the Nova Corps will receive the planet of Arcose as payment."
"If you are interested, contact me as soon as possible."
"My virtual Telecomm line is RA#2398."
"We are open to counteroffers, re-negotiation, and adjustments of the terms."
" -Marimba. "
"Send it."