JULY 9, 2014.
Post by Luucio Krakken on Jan 5, 2014 17:15:46 GMT -5
Grotesque. That was the only word that could be used to describe the heralds of Luucio Krakken. It was near nine foot in tall, thin and lanky, and wrapped from head to toe in bloody bandages that stank of puss, sweat, urine, and blood. The only thing left uncovered was the mouth, a disgusting affair that lacked lips, teeth, and constantly slobbered everywhere.Needless to say, when it seemingly manifested from the air within the Sexta Espada’s throne room, the guards and fraccion were stabbed by a mixture of fear and revulsion. “It smells,” one arrancar said. “Is it even alive?” asked another. These questions and comments continued until the herald screamed a scream from hell itself, calling the attention of the Espada to it.“Sexta Espada Ao Lan Shi, Aspect of Conviction and Ruler of the Nameless Kingdom, your services have been called in by the Godking of Las Noches, Founder of El Renacimiento, and Blue Monster of the Dunescape, Luucio Krakken. Do you answer his call?"
The herald's voice caused one of the weaker arrancar to vomit the hollow he had just finished devouring.
The creature appeared in the courtyard of his city. Lining the entrances were his fraccion. Their turn on watch boring, by standards, though the appearance of this one becoming interesting. The stench got to the Espada before the others, though he didn't bat an eye at it. Such would be an insult to the King, and regardless of his personal feelings towards the man, his leader was at the end of the day, his leader. The Espada had found himself meditating at the edge, his clothes swaying in the bleak wind and conciousness drifting with the peacefulness of it all. But the appearance of the herald- disgusting and causing a mess even as he moved to get up- had changed all that. His time of peace and found itself to be interrupted by orders. Despite being the Godking's herald he held no regard or respect for the creature, in turn narrowing his eye and furrowing his brow at the disgusting presence of it, though not at it's message. "I am Ao Lán Shī, Sixth Espada and the ruler of the Nameless Kingdom and I answer his call." The mans voice was firm and hard, as it would need to be; for a mission from the Godking only spelled trouble for the Espada. A trouble he probably wouldn't like.
