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    From one Leader to Another

    Post by Prixlezub on Mon May 14, 2012 1:13 am

    Time: 3:05 PM
    Date: Febuary 20th, 2012

    A few months had passed since the demon had talked to Flad'Nag regarding a power generator, the Elder at first seeming intrigued by the idea of a machine that could be used for so many things. Light within homes, electricity, the ability to expand outwards and to make more powerful tools that could draw off of the generator. Factories, businesses, transportation aside from one's own two feet. To say that the elder was interested in the prospect was quite the understatement. After taking the idea down to the others, it was discussed for well over a few weeks before they had come to a unanimous decision to try out the prince's idea. After all, if it could help both their village and the other that had joined them. However, it seemed that the warlords of their village had been more interested in putting the generators to use as war-machines. That had been unanimously snuffed by the Noslot elders, given they had enough on their minds besides trying to figure out more brutal methods to kill each other.

    The demon on the other hand, saw the thought process in that. If he were allowed in the meeting cave during the elders' talks, he probably would have voted for it. Though, he had a guise to keep up as well. Tra'Yzon, the guardian demon from Portal Breach. Yes, that little song and dance got boring quite fast, though the demon knew better than to drop it all together. Though, it was not over a reason of keeping up public images, but more so that he did not want Flad'Nag to find out his true self. As much as he chided and scolded himself for doing so, the demon had started to take a liking to the old bird. The elder gave him guidance, advice on matters that puzzled even the devious wit of the demon prince, and most of all, the demon did not feel vulnerable or at risk when he shared things with the elder. Both of them were leaders, if but of two different worlds, different alignments, and most noticeably very different work ethics.

    Different enough that the demon had put effort into keeping his rather commanding nature in check. Like in the mortal world, he was a guest here. If he were to unravel all that he had fabricated to keep the natives thinking he was but a benign thing, he did not want to know the consequences. At the same time though, the demon needed to return home, and with the projects for developing a generator of some sort still underway, even with the help of the other smarter tribe, it would be a long while before he could return home. And Prixlezub, for all he thought of himself for being patient and willing to wait forever until things went his way, was starting to become restless...

    A familiar red form lumbered about the underground caves of the Noslot village, the demon prince taking shelter from the torrential downpours that the wet season gave. Despite all of his brute strength and cunning, a decent amount of water was still able to snuff out the fire along his back like as if it were nothing but a candle. Hooves and claws that once thundered across the ground seemed to take more care in where they tread, and the tail that constantly swayed in time with his steps seemed to be just as subdued. Prixlezub made his way down, deeper and deeper through the network of caves until he came to the elder's quarters, a cul-de-sac of caves that were near the main meeting one. As the demon neared the guards, their torches raised to look upon the visitor.

    What they would find was quite familiar to them, but different to those that would have seen the demon in his earlier stages on Portal Breach.

    His crimson hide was still covered in the metallic bandages that Flad'Nag, Glin'Glim and Tra'Nosk had made, though they were treated every so often to ensure no 'infections' got into them. Not that the demon cared, his kind were never the sort to get sick so easily, and through mortal diseases no less. What was most notable about the demon prince however, were the skins he wore over his chest, draped down much like the clothing that the others of the clan wore upon their backs. Of course, the demon had much larger and durable hides covering his body, a few runes carved into each with stone to ensure they would not catch on fire from his heated hide. A rather large skull hung from his collarbones, securing the hide cloak in place as he walked. And his face, no one would be able to tell what it looked like beneath the mask he had over it. Yes, the demon had used a large skull to cover his features, mimicking the rest of the natives in his attempts to blend in with them and become more friendly. The trophy rack upon his horns was replaced with rings made of vertebrae. Claws, teeth, and sometimes even a feather or two dangling from them.

    Indeed, the demon was quite a spectacle. His body and face covered, save for the nose ring that stuck out from where a few teeth were missing from the skull of whatever beast the demon had killed. Whatever it was though, Prixlezub probably had quite the story to share regarding it, one that the village had heard plenty enough to remember.

    As the demon was allowed in by the guards, his feet carried him to the door of Flad'Nag's chambers, a curtain of moss and what looked to be beads dangling in front of it. The varied colored stones glistened in the dryness of the cavern, illuminated by the glow of the prince's eyes as he neared. Raising a claw to the cavern wall next to the doorway, the demon prince gave two light, gentle taps upon the stone. A quiet knock vibrating through the wall. His presence announced, the demon settled upon the floor of the cave, shifting himself to allow his cloak to lay about him in a more comfortable manner.

    "Flad'Nag, my friend. Are you there? I wish to discuss a few matters with you, regarding the current developments." The demon rumbled, keeping his voice down to prevent it from echoing off of the cavern walls.

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    Re: From one Leader to Another

    Post by Universal NPC on Mon May 14, 2012 3:01 am

    It was not long before the elder emerged from his home, having stopped there briefly during the rounds he made of the village. The grey native dressed in his usual attire, the dull hides and fabric draped over his back much like how the demon wore his own cloak. Straightening his mask, Flad'Nag tilted his head to look up at the demon he had called his friend, the old bird's eyes squinting in a smile beneath his facial covering. It was quite nice to see the demon again, even if he was being so busy now that things were moving forward.

    "Ah, Tra'Yzon, my friend." The elder greeted him, bringing his palm up to pat the demon's foreleg affectionately. "What brings you down here this wonderfully wet afternoon?"

    The old clan-leader stepped around the demon prince, taking a look at his attire. It was almost as if the prince was one of them, if he was not so large and bestial in anatomy. Nonetheless, the elder thought it to be quite an honor that the demon had decided to adopt their ways, despite his differences. Though with the size of that skull upon his head, the demon could easily be one of the more higher ranking clan members, perhaps even past that depending on who he talked with. After taking a moment to look over the demon's new wardrobe, the elder turned to look up at the demon's masked face, tilting his head to the side.

    "Ah, you wish to discuss? What sort of topics?" The Elder asked, spreading his palms as if to indicate all the sorts of things that the demon could talk about with the old Noslot. "By the way, that is quite a nice skull you have. If you were one of us, I'm sure the females would be competing to be your mate, Ohohoho!" The Elder chuckled warmly, his shoulders rocking back with the motion.
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    Re: From one Leader to Another

    Post by Prixlezub on Mon May 14, 2012 2:54 pm

    Ah, there was the Elder, it seemed that the demon was fortunate enough to catch Flad'nag while he was at home. Stepping back some to allow the higher ranking native some room, the prince nodded to his friend in a respectful greeting. The bones that adorned his head clattered and chimed together with the tilt of his head, each movement of the demon's body accentuated by the rattle of ornate bones. While the demon was used to the sounds of his own footsteps, unmarred by any sort of trinkets that hung from his body, Prixlezub was starting to show a liking for wearing such musical bracelets and rings upon his horns. Sometimes, the demon would shake his head simply to hear the bones rattle and clatter about against the metal of the protrusions. Though, he hardly would be doing any of that while he was in the presence of the Elder.

    "I have visited to talk to you about the generators, I am curious of their progress." The demon rumbled, watching as the Elder walked around him, seeming to admire his new appearance. The demon was not the kind to be vain, as much as he did like that the noslot approved of his mask. Prixlezub's chest stuck out some with pride, but there was no preening or rearranng of his cloak or mask as the elder complimented him. Insetad, the demon was honored himself that the man liked his adoption of their clothing.

    But, to discuss fashions was not the purpose of the demon's visit.

    The prince gave a small, amused chuckle at the Elder's attempt at humor, his chest shaking as the deep, rumbling tones echoed about the cavern. Sitting down on the floor, Prixlezub curled his tail about his front paws, the blunt end of it shimmering with dull metal in what light the demon's mane gave off. "It has been a few months since the project had been agreed upon, and I have not seen anything that suggested much progress in terms of it being near completion at all."
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    Re: From one Leader to Another

    Post by Universal NPC on Mon May 14, 2012 4:09 pm

    Aha, so the demon prince was interested in the generators. The elder figured that Tra'Yzon would be asking about that sooner or later. Siting down upon the floor of the cavern as well, the native rested his hands upon his knees and looked up at the towering demon prince. It was interesting how the demon could be so patient for some things, and yet so impatient about others. Though, the elder could not blame the prince fully, it was something that the demon had been looking forward to.

    "Tra'Yzon, it has only been a few months into our knowledge on this very new idea of yours, the ones in charge of this project are still trying to figure out how to make it all work as you have described." The Elder explained, his voice gentle. "Sometimes, you need to just wait for things to complete and come full circle. Be patient, my friend, the generators will be completed soon enough, the other village have put their brightest clan-members on the job for this, after all."

    The Elder shifted his weight as he sat on the stone floor, adjusting his posture as he shared audience with the guardian demon. Outside of the bubble in the rock, the guards stood diligently at the entrance to the Elders' quarters, keeping an eye out for any more visitors to the private section of the caverns.

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    Re: From one Leader to Another

    Post by Prixlezub on Mon May 14, 2012 4:23 pm

    "I understand that Flad'Nag. Nothing was ever built in a single day, and the generators will probably not be completed until another month has passed, if they are working as hard as you say they are." The demon prince rumbled, understanding the Elder's wisdom. "I apologize if I sound so impatient, my mate has been on my mind for some time after our discussion that one evening. I just wish to return to her."

    A plume of smoke rolled out from his grill as he thought over the demoness, his gaze drifting downwards for a moment. For all the Elder's bluster for wanting him to return home, he certainly was taking his time in actually getting him there. All the time, the demon had to wait for things, waiting for his freedom, waiting for things to go his way, and now even waiting for his ability to return home to his wife. To his home. Inwardly, the demon wondered if there would even be a home left for him once he returned. Layla had promised it to the locomotogephor last time he remembered, would it even still be standing? The image of a crater in the desert where his fortress once stood drifted into his mind, though he quickly squelched it before it could take up too much of his thoughts. To dwell on such petty, insignificant things like a dwelling were the thoughts of a fool.

    Looking around, the demon decided to change the subject, not only of the conversation, but also of his thoughts. He could worry over his home later, right now, the demon needed to think on other things. He needed something to talk about that would not make him so troubled.

    "Your village is quite impressive, even before the other village had joined." Prixlezub pointed out, nodding to the networks of caverns that stretched beneath the ground. "How long did it take you all to get it put together?"

    Perhaps this would put his mind at ease, instead of wondering over the generators that were in development.
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    Re: From one Leader to Another

    Post by Universal NPC on Mon May 14, 2012 6:12 pm

    Nodding, the Elder reached out to pat the demon's foreleg. He understood that the prince wanted to leave and find Who Breathes Acid and Fumes, if the bond between his wife and himself was as strong as the one Flad'Nag had between his mate, the Elder probably would have been thinking the very same. After all, even the Elder had his brash moments when he was young and impatient, much like the demon was right now. But, unlike the demon, Flad'Nag had never been banished so far from his home, the elder never having achieved what the demon before him had done to earn him this exile. "I know you wish to see your mate, Tra'Yzon." The elder said, giving the demon one more pat upon his cloak before letting his hand fall back down to his side. "Anyone in your position would be wanting to do the same, and they probably would be feeling the same way as you do right now. You just need to wait a little while longer, then we may have what you need in order to return to her."

    He tilted his head as he watched the demon let his eyes drift downwards, illuminating the floor with his glowing stare. Perhaps the demon was pondering over his mate again, troubling thoughts stirring his mind? The furrowing of a crimson brow made the elder wonder even more about what was on his friend's mind, he never liked to see the demon in such a worried state. Watching the prince look around, Flad'Nag listened as the demon started up the conversation once more, this time focusing upon the village. It was quite a sharp turn from the question regarding the generators earlier, though the Elder was not the type to question it.

    "The village?" He echoed, rubbing the edge of his mask with a finger as he thought over just how long this village had been around." Hmm, I was not the first Elder to have had a had in making this village, as there were others before me and the other Elders of our council. Though, the caverns themselves were explored and mapped out for our use by the second Elder; Numnn'Nith, The Bold. the council back then was only composed of two Elders, as back then there were not that many of us." Flad'nag explained, looking out to the caverns again. "How about we talk of this while we walk? I feel like stretching my legs."

    Not a moment after the old bird had finished his sentence, he was on the move. You better get going as well if you want to speak to your friend, Tra'Yzon.
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    Re: From one Leader to Another

    Post by Prixlezub on Mon May 14, 2012 7:15 pm

    His thoughts turned from the rather worrying thought of home, as strange as that sounded, the demon prince listened to Flad'Nag talk of the beginnings of the village. Prixlezub thought it surprising that the village had started with only two elders, and probably grew to the four they had now as time went on. The demon prince got to his feet as well once the Elder mentioned going for a walk, the larger creature falling in behind the native as he passed the guards, both of them bowing their heads respectfully as the Elder passed them. The demon stepped carefully past the strong looking natives, thoughtfully placing his feet around them instead of taking the same path that the older Noslot had walked.

    "It sounds like Numnn'Nith was quite ingenious himself, figuring to use the caves for the village during all of this rain." He rumbled, stepping around to walk next to the Elder as they traveled through the caves. The demon prince let his gaze wander, looking at the various natives of the planet going about their business, some of them belonging to their tribe, the others belonging to the the more war-like one. It was interesting to see how much they differed. The Noslot clan were a very plain kind of creature, their feathers dark and dull, and their bodies covered in hides and their faces covered with a cleaned skull from a rather challenging kill. The Branack clan on the other hand, they were similar in their need to cover themselves, though their attire bore thick paint, swirling and bold in design. From the smell of it, the demon concluded that it was some sort of paste made from berries.

    "I hailed from a clan of my own once." The demon admitted, rolling his shoulders to adjust his cloak more comfortably over his back. "We were much like the Branack clan, war-like and ambitious. Our leader on the other hand, was quite a character. He was one who had brought his people from a great defeat, though he lacked a council like your tribe has. Instead, he had a group of advisers to aid him in his decisions, many of them as old as he was, and having lived through the same battles. However, he was not as understanding as you are, Flad'Nag, his mind was that of conquest, refusing to allow anyone to stand up to him, and even less accepting of failure from his followers." Have a hint yet as to who the demon was referring to yet, reader? "Those that failed him, as well as refused to listen to him, were quickly a guardian without their head."

    Perhaps it was no surprise then that the leader had a separate faction that was devoted to removing such a person from power, eh?

    The demon prince watched as a couple of younger noslot Clan-members walked by, these ones seeming more juvenile from the skulls that they wore upon their heads. The masks were much too big for the younger natives, the smaller of the two constantly having to push up the sun-bleached bones from over his eyes as it slid forward. The demon took a small sniff of the two as they walked by, curious as to how they had gotten their skulls, but not very keen on bothering them when they probably could not even understand him. Huh, from the scent of the bone, the child had swiped the large skull from a sort of desert at some point. The scent of sand and days of baking in the sun still clinging to the find.

    "What kind of leader was Numnn'Nith? was he as unyielding as our own?" Prixlezub asked, turning to look at the Elder once more as they walked.
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    Re: From one Leader to Another

    Post by Universal NPC on Mon May 14, 2012 9:32 pm

    "Indeed, Numnn'Nith was quite smart. he was one of the more wise Elders during the era of the Twin Wisdoms. Sadly, those that came after him were the reason that we decided to change our ways of leadership. Two Elders alone could easily overpower the other in a discussion, there needed to be others to give a well rounded opinion of each matter. If you leave two to tend to a matter, then you only get two sides of a matter, a dark and a light if they conflict. When the Four Consensus came about, it allowed for a more broad range of looking at a matter, and made it easy to tell when a leader was or was not fit for being an Elder." Flad'Nag explained, tipping his head to greet the group of Branack clan members that walked by. "However, while Numnn'Nith was the one who had found and mapped the caves, his partner Sel'Nenth The Blind, was the one who had been able to organize the village into what it is today."

    As the two of them passed through the winding caverns, Flad'Nag listened as the demon started to talk about his own clan back home. Their ways were so different than their own, even if the demon had decided to compare them to the Branack clan as an example. The leader of the demon's clan had no others leading alongside him, and the only council he was given were the advice of a group that were ranked only as advisers, from what the demon had told him. Although, how good could they have been, if the leader's way of directing his clan was through such fear and bloodshed?

    "I'm sorry, Tra'Yzon, but your leader was misguided in his ways." The Elder said, tilting his head up to look at the demon next to him. "Your people must have been quite fearful of him, if he was as merciless as you describe. I am not the kind that enjoys failure either, my friend, but to give such harsh judgement over it? Those are the seeds that sow discomfort and rebellion. Or at least, that would be the case with our people."

    The Elder watched as Tra'Yzon took interest in the youth that passed by on their way up to the higher levels of the caverns, if only for a moment. He had to agree, it was sort of silly how the younger generations always needed to try and make themselves seem as superior as the adults. Though, instead of making themselves seem stronger, they just looked silly with those gigantic, discarded skulls upon their heads. The remains of the herbivorous beasts that died of dehydration in the desert. As they too went down to a different level of the caves via the tunnels, the Elder looked back up to the demon prince, tilting his head at the question.

    "Unyielding? Well, a leader needs to be able to listen to the needs of their people, to serve them. I would not say he was unyielding, Tra'Yzon, no. He was not the Elder of blood that you have described. After all, if he did not listen to his people, and allow them to question him, then he would not be a an effective leader, but a boulder instead." Flad'Nag chuckled as he ascended a winding path, which seemed to have stairs carved right into the rock. "What Numnn'Nith did during his reign, alongside Sel'Nenth, was he lead his people through fairness. He did not execute people simply for failing or for making a mistake. After all, we are mortal beings, we will make mistakes throughout our lives, many of which are not even within our control. Do you think it would be right to kill someone over an event that was outside of their control, Tra'Yzon? I personally think not."
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    Re: From one Leader to Another

    Post by Prixlezub on Mon May 14, 2012 10:25 pm

    Ah, so Se'Nenth was the one behind the system, while Numnn'Nith was simply behind how the village was laid out. Prixlezub listened to the Elder as he talked and explained the ways of their elders, delving into just why they had four Noslot elders in charge now instead of only two of them. Though the demon had suspected it was to lighten the work load upon the back of the clan-members that supported the village, he did find it interesting that the Elders in their council acted very much like how his advisers did back in Automotive Hell. They allowed more than one side to a solution, giving the prince various ways to look at a situation, and a better idea of how to handle it in the process.

    "So, while Numnn'Nith was the one who lead the Noslot clan, Se'Nenth was the one who kept things orderly I suppose?" The prince replied, keeping his eyes ahead on the tunnel before them while he walked. "It is interesting though, that none of your kind thought to try and overthrow the other in order to take ownership over the clan all to themselves. After all, if the leaders are around each other long enough, one would think they would have gotten the idea to try and assassinate one another after they learned enough about each of their peers." He mused, thinking back to how his own kin would have fared if they were given four leaders to each faction. "How is it ensured that they all get along?"

    As the elder gave his own opinion over the demon's leadership, though he did not know it, Prixlezub could not help but feel his temperature rise slightly. Even if he did see Flad'nag as his friend, the prince thought that calling his ways of leadership 'misguided' was aggravating. He ruled just fine with how he had placed the rules! His people obeyed him, they respected him, and above all they were loyal. Or at least, most of them were loyal to his cause. "How could his leadership be misguided, Flad'Nag?" the prince asked, a plume of smoke puffing from his grill, laced with embers. "Those that followed him were loyal, they obeyed him, they respected him. Our leader's judgement may have been harsh, but it kept the populace in line! We had not seen anything that suggested rebellion and discomfort, as our people were actually quite spirited towards the cause of our leader." He defended, though he quickly caught himself and reeled his outrage back in with a clearing of his throat.

    "Mhrghmm, what I mean is... His ways may not have been the most peaceful, but it kept the peace." Prixlezub rumbled, turning his head to look down at the Elder walking next to him.

    Again, the demon prince listened as the Elder went and described Numnn'Nith's approach to leadership, finding it all quite interesting. The demon nodded as he understood what the Elder meant by a leader needing to listen to his people, but there were still some aspects of this 'fair leadership' that puzzled the demon prince. "If a leader is to listen to everything that his people have to ask of him, and answer all that they say, does that not make a fair leader a mere puppet in place of a strong leader, who does not trifle with the worries of those below him? If a leader's mind is constantly filled with the voices of others, when does he get time to listen to his own voice?" Prixlezub inquired, looking over at a small hunting party that was making their way to the higher levels of the caverns. "And if he is to allow failure by his people, how is he to ensure that his people and his authority stay strong, instead of becoming weak and breakable because others have failed to be able to do as they are commanded?"

    The demon's gaze stayed between the Elder and the caverns, wondering how the older native would react to his questions.
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    Re: From one Leader to Another

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    Flad'Nag nodded, "Yes, Sen'Nenth was the more organized of the two, he had his hands quite deep in making most of the laws of the village. Without him, we probably would not have what we have today. He made the base for all of our laws, our taboos and community values, we simply built upon them over time." the Elder proclaimed, his arms spreading out as if to show the demon all of what had been accomplished through the Second Wisdom's efforts. As he heard the demon prince start up again, this time talking about how the current design of things, the native's arms slowly dropped to his sides, pondering over what the demon had said.

    "Hmm, I see where you could think that sort of fault to happen... However, we are not as easy to corrupt as you think. We do not become Elders for our desire for power, nor do we attain this rank for the will to try and control others. Elders are not rulers, but guides. We guide our village towards survival, to a new dawn each day. In guiding them, we help them make the important decisions, the ones that the other villagers have not the ability to make. Tra'Yzon, leading is not a subject of power or control, but more the desire to aid others through our decisions. In that, we all share the same goal within our group of four Elders. Not a single one wishes to overpower the other, as they all wish to help the village as a single, functioning, group. And they all understand that this is how it is to be done when they are assigned the rank." He explained, the whole description of his role in the village rolling from his tongue like as if it were common knowledge. In fact, to him it was.

    There was no undercurrent playing to power or wealth like the mortals where you came from, Prixlezub. This was not the mortal world, and these were not your humans and carmorphs that you had so been used to observing. This race was young enough that they did not thirst for power just yet, though the Branack clan was clearly questionable in that area. Especially in their desire to use the generators for war of all things. was it not hard enough to survive in this jungle without trying to fight neighboring tribes? The Noslot clan thought so. The only thing that they lusted after, was the light of another day, the knowledge that they would be able to survive both the wet and dry seasons moderately well.

    Though, it seemed that Flad'Nag's earlier speech had struck something of a cord with the demon prince, and not the kind that brought tears to his fiery eyes. Instead, the Elder watched, rather amused, as the demon became defensive about the leader of his home. While the elder had no idea yet that Prixlezub, or more Tra'Yzon was the leader of Automotive Hell, he was starting to wonder why the demon prince was acting so strangely over a rather neutral conversation. Hmm, perhaps there was more to his friend then the Elder realized? Tilting his head at the prince, Flad'Nag gave a small sigh. Perhaps the demon needed some more tutoring on the subject of proper leadership.

    "I see that your leader kept the peace, but in the wrong manner. Your leader treats his people like as if they were a herd of beasts to be tamed, keeping those that were loyal to him, and discarding those that questioned his authority. Think, Tra'Yzon... Did his people actually respect and admire your leader because they liked him, or did they just act loyal to keep their heads from ending up on the execution block? Fear may be a rather effective tool in keeping the masses in check, but it also keeps them aloof. The worst silence, my friend, is the silence of a fearful people, it is cunning and will leave you oblivious to your own kin." The elder stated, turning down a tunnel that seem to lead down a rather quiet path, where not many of the villagers traveled.

    More questions to the Elder, and he chewed them over thoughtfully within his wizened mind before answering. For only being a guardian demon, Tra'Yzon seemed quite knowledgeable about his own government. Quite stubborn about it as well. The Elder's footsteps echoed dully from the stone floor as he continued walking, still quite calm in his demeanor despite the darkening path that he was taking. Where were they going?

    "Being able to listen to a voice besides his own makes a leader a good listener, able to take in what his people tell him and think it over within his mind accordingly before acting. A good leader is neither a puppet, nor is he stubborn like stone." He said, turning to look up at the demon prince as they continued walking. "A good leader has two ears, one to listen to others, and one to listen to himself. One never overpowers the other, as they work in unison. As the leader listens to his people, he listens to himself as well to make the correct judgement for the situation."

    The Elder really like to talk using metaphors, didn't he?
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    Re: From one Leader to Another

    Post by Prixlezub on Tue May 15, 2012 2:17 am

    Interesting, so their laws were still very much the same, but just expanded on. The demon mulled that fact over within his mind, chewing it like taffy as he pondered it. Comparing it to his way of ruling, it was very similar as well. Prixlezub was the one who had made all of the laws, and as time went on, he simply added to them. Though, he did it more when it was necessary to keep himself in power instead of changing the rules to make his people behave better. Why did you think that the demons that served under the demon prince were so unruly? They could do just about anything they wanted to each other, as long as it did not interfere with Prixlezub's own plans. The only thing he did to keep his legions from tearing each other apart was setting up a sort of honor code within the ranks, and ensure that they were active often enough to keep the from getting restless.

    In short, even with the demon's own harsh laws regarding his troops, things were still running on a fine wire internally. One that was tied directly to Prixlezub's claw at all times.

    As the prince listened to the aged Noslot, he could not help but find their ideas of leadership rather humble, if not intriguing. The thought of a leader being elected in order to serve because they wished to help, not control. The demon felt the idea so, so fantastical that he had to keep himself from chuckling at the idea. These natives, for all their down to earth wishes of survival, were quite alien when compared to the mortals back home. Perhaps they were even content with the idea that they were mortal as well, unlike the humans who kept striving to find a power greater than they could achieve within their lifespans. After a few moments to chew this rather interesting idea of leadership over, the prince finally spoke up. "I must say, your ideas regarding leadership, they are quite... Noble." He rumbled, the humoring tone within his voice earlier silenced. "All the mortal creatures I have talked to before you, they hardly had the same, humble intentions as your clan does. The others, they strove for power and control over others, wishing to pull the strings as the puppet master. Even the most noble of their kind did not have the same outlook on your role as you do." He admitted, a rather impressed puff of smoke billowing from his grill. "You should be proud of yourself."

    As the demon listened further to his comrade in rank, he found himself actually quite taken back by what the Elder had said. Did he really just suggest that his own legions actually were only loyal to him, because he made them fear him? After all the work he had done to obtain Chryslirrbog's teeth, plant them into the ground, and grow his own military. After all that they had been through together, fighting wars and rallying to fight the demon's nemesis? No, the Elder was lying, he was so old, his wisdom was replaced with senile babbling. Yes, that had to be it!

    "No, no, Flad'Nag, that cannot be the case. They did respect him, they were loyal to him because they honored him and what he had done for his people, for his kin." Prixlezub rumbled, shaking his head. "Silence, Flad'nag, is the absolute epitome of obedience. If there are no complaints within the ranks, then there is nothing to be worried about. After all, the only way a rebellion can take place, is if someone goes and gets the others set unease with their own complaining and rebelling. Much like the fuse to a keg of explosives." Another rather stubborn plume of smoke rolled from the prince's grill, twisting and winding upwards to the ceiling of the cavern.

    Despite his exile, it seemed that the demon was just as determined as ever to think that his way was still the best, in one form or the other. Perhaps the Elder could help the prince in a lesson on seeing his own faults. Humility, even.

    Though, the demon certainly did like what the Elder had to say regarding having to listen to the people. Having two ears, one for listening, and the other... For listening. He could not help but be amused at the metaphor that the Elder used. Of course ears are used for listening, you feathery old man. But it's not what you have that makes things work. "I agree, a leader does need to listen to himself and his people, and in that he needs to keep both ears open, as you say. But, I must disagree as well. It is not what you have, but more how you use it." Oh? and just what do you mean by that, Prixlezub? "How you listen to your people can affect ones leadership just as much as choosing whether or not to listen at all. The leader could listen to his people, but their suggestions, their problems? They could just be trivial and without any real reason to heed them. So really, while a leader has two ears, it can also mean he can choose to be deaf in either one depending on the situation at hand."

    With all of his denial of the Elder's criticism and wisdom regarding how he ruled things, the demon almost forgot to look around himself. His fiery eyes darted around at the new tunnel they were taking, his pupils seeming to be the only source of light for miles down this path. His brow furrowing, the demon prince glanced down at the Elder next to him, who still seemed to be walking quite confidently despite the pitch lack abyss they were heading into.

    "Flad'Nag, my friend." The prince rumbled, seeming a bit uneasy at the change in direction. "Not to question your judgement on knowing where to go in these caves, but I must ask, where are we going? I don't think I have been down this path before."
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    Re: From one Leader to Another

    Post by Universal NPC on Tue May 15, 2012 2:57 am

    Now, it was the Elder's turn to feel quite tickled, hearing the demon's rather gracious compliment towards their way of ruling. Or should he say, helping. As the elder listened to the demon prince nearly bow to him in his words, he gave the demon but a small chuckle in reply. "Proud? Tra'Yzon, you give us too much credit! We are but the guides of a clan, not gods. No no, if we were to be proud of ourselves, just think of how it would cloud our judgement, Hohoho!" The Elder's pace slowed a few steps as he let himself laugh, amused at the demon's speech. "You may call our intentions fancy words such as Noble and Humble, but really, it is but a role that needs to be filled in our clan, nothing that demands praise. Respect, yes, but hardly praise. We save that for our gods." He said finally, pointing upwards to the ceiling of the cavern.

    Such a strange creature this Tra'Yzon was. The Elder was learning so much about him through this simple conversation, and he doubted that the demon even realized it. Despite the prince's rather indignant snort and shake of his head, Flad'Nag stayed silent, listening to the demon's second defense to his ways, humoring the demon himself. While the prince was quite bigger and stronger than the old Noslot elder, he did not seem to understand the role of leadership very well outside of what he was brought up with. Look how he went and turned himself about, oblivious to the rather foolish error that even the youngest of children could pick up. Once the prince was done huffing and puffing, Flad'Nag gently laid his more experienced opinion over the demon.

    "You see, Tra'Yzon, what you just did there. That is exactly what I was talking about when I was saying that a leader can become oblivious to their surroundings simply because their people are silent." Did we say he was laying it gently on the demon? More like a rather quick snap across his forehead, like a certain mandrill. "Just because someone's lips are sealed, does not mean that their thoughts are as quiet. This fuse, as you say, can easily be lit in secret. When people know that speaking aloud can kill them, they are quick to learn to whisper instead." Flad'Nag explained, rolling his shoulders to relieve some soreness from them. That mantle that he wore upon his shoulders, for all its comfort, was getting heavy. "They will rely on your judgement that all is well when all is quiet, to strike when you least expect it. That is the nature of a revolution, a rebellion. A predator never announces their presence when they are stalking prey."

    And as for that remark about listening to one's people, the Elder's brow quirked as he took that in. And then he turned to look at the demon prince next to him like as if he were absolutely daffy. Tra'Yzon, what kind of world did you hail from? This all sounded like the talk of a dictator, a tyrant even. And a rather foolish one at that. "My friend, you cannot simply pick and choose what you want to hear from your people. All of what they say is very important, not only to you, but to them. There is no picking or choosing, it is all something you need to listen to, and address. A leader, if he is fair, will always listen to his people, and address what ails them, no matter how small. If he chose which ear to listen to half of the day, then he may as well be deaf all of the day." The Elder clucked his tongue against his beak, shaking his head. Flad'nag liked you, Prixlezub, but the things you say at times are just ridiculous.

    Though, once he heard the demon prince question where they were going, it was the Elder's turn to get to the bottom of things. He had his own questions for the demon prince, now that they were starting to get farther and farther away from prying eyes and eavesdropping ears. He kept his pace with the demon prince, continuing to go further and further down the tunnel. As for how long it went, it had to stretch for miles. Though, the elder knew that, he knew all of the tunnels, even this one. "We are just walking, I wanted to stretch my legs." he started, turning around to see if anyone were following them. Once he saw that the coast was clear, and they were not being followed by anyone though, the Elder turned back around and started to walk in front of the demon.

    "Stop, Tra'Yzon." The elder commanded, stopping and turning about on his heel to face the larger creature. "I have a few questions of my own to ask you, if you do not mind answering them. You talk about leadership like as if you were but a member of your clan, a villager, but your knowledge concerning leadership, especially the treatment of ones people... You sound like you yourself are a leader as well. Is there anything you would like to share with me, my friend?"

    Looks like the old man was not as senile as you thought.
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    Re: From one Leader to Another

    Post by Prixlezub on Tue May 15, 2012 6:59 pm

    There was something that the demon hardly saw everyday. Not only was the elder quite noble in his role, he also seemed to feel no sense of pride for his duty. Everything he did, was for the village, none of it for himself, not even the gratification of a job well-done. These people truly were strange, the demon thought, watching as Flad'Nag simply laughed when the prince said he should feel proud of himself for not allowing the power to get to his head. However, if the Elder had decided that praise and compliments would be saved for their gods instead of for their own hard work, then so be it. The demon prince gave his friend a rather understanding nod, deciding to allow the old native to deny the compliment if he was so adamant over his position over it.

    Though, what the Elder did next spun the demon for a loop. Look how he had just twisted the demon's position around and used it against him! Prixlezub could have smacked himself for overlooking such an obvious flaw in his logic. However, the prince knew better than to go and show just how surprised he was, if not a little outraged that the Elder had so easily proved his position regarding the treatment of one's people to be rather foolish. Taking it in stride, painfully accurate lecture and all, the demon bowed his head slightly, rumbling thoughtfully. "I see... It would be rather foolish for someone to go and loudly voice their complaints to one who would rather not listen. In fact, it would be the embodiment of insanity even, to go and repeat what only causes failure, simply because they figure that if they try it enough times that they would succeed." He replied, letting the teachings of the Elder sink in. Though, for some reason they seemed rather familiar.

    But as for who had told him this before, the prince could not really put a talon on it. Perhaps it may have been one of his advisers a long while back who had talked to him about the dangers of rebellion, or maybe even it was farther back than that. Either way, the demon could have sworn he had heard that from someone before. Perhaps the demon prince would remember who had said what after his conversation with the Elder.

    Yet again, Flad'Nag managed to bring up a very good point concerning listening to his people, mentioning that everything that they say is important. At first, the prince thought to challenge him again, feeling that having to listen to every single little thing was just tiring, if not ridiculously tedious. Why should he have to listen to every single comment or complaint? It would be easier to pay attention to the important matters instead of the petty ones. Though, as the elder went on and explained, the demon began to understand. Somewhat. "I understand that listening is important, yes." Prixlezub began, his brow furrowing slightly at the clucking sound the Elder made. Ugh, it reminded him a lot of a certain someone back on Portal Breach. "However, what I don't understand is why we have to listen to everything they say. Why can't we just listen to what is important first, and then mind the less important details later?" The demon prince asked, still quite stubborn in his old ways. Strange how quick he was to accept that which he figured could dethrone him, but was less interested in that which seemed of minor importance.

    After all, the only thing that listening got him was-- Wait, he never actually listened, did he? The demon had never listened to Chryslirrbog, or Zurg, despite the fact he was a ruler as well... The demon even had ignored his wife while he was king, and the advisers back in Automotive Hell? He only listened when they told him something that he liked. He had been so hard pressed against the failure of his legions, against his own kind proving themselves to be worthless in his eyes, that he never put aside any time to listen to them, and instead made them all listen to him. The demon had yet to realize this, but he was slowly starting to come around.

    Suddenly, the elder had ordered the prince to stop, walking right into his path and forcing Prixlezub to skid to a halt. Bloodied paws slid and backpedaled on the stone floor, until the demon prince had come to a complete standstill, looking down at the Elder like as if he were mad. Was Flad'Nag crazy? He could have been stepped on! Though, as the Elder went on and began asking the demon some questions of his own, Prixlezub felt himself become a bit pressured. He did not want the Elder to find out that he was the leader of Automotive Hell, not after he had proven him wrong so many times on the subject of leadership. The demon's pride was getting in the way of his thoughts, pleading for him to keep lying to the old native in order to save face. It was bad enough that he was sent here, ripped and shredded, humbled to a mere guest instead of taking over the planet in a storm of fire and rage like he wanted to in the beginning. To now be proven to be a bad leader, after being such good friends with Flad'Nag? The prince needed some time to think.

    Though, with the way that the Elder was looking at him, he needed to say something. "Anything...To share?" The prince echoed this time, his eyes staying fixed upon the shimmering black ones that stared him in the face. "What is there to share? I am a guardian, like I had told you before. I just happened to have been around long enough that I know a little more than the average person, that is all." Prixlezub rumbled, tossing his hastily made excuse at the Elder.
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    Re: From one Leader to Another

    Post by Universal NPC on Tue May 15, 2012 7:21 pm

    Nothing to share? The Elder tilted his head at the prince as he hastily went and explained himself. Needles to say, the elder was hardly convinced that the demon was who he said he was anymore. The way he worded his defense seemed rather... Unsure. Setting aside what the demon had said to him reply for now, the native looked deep into Prixlezub's eyes, squinting slightly as he watched the prince fidget and shift uncomfortably under his gaze. Yes, there was something that he was hiding, something the Elder wanted to know. Leaning back and clasping his hands behind his back, Flad'Nag addressed the demon's rather flimsy excuse.

    "Are you absolutely sure of that, Tra'Yzon? Your words say that you are but a guardian, but your actions..." The elder took a moment to let his eyes scan over the prince. "Your actions suggest that this 'guardian' is but a guise. My friend, I do not take kindly to lies and fallacies, my role has not the patience or time for them. Answer my question again, but this time, without your mask."

    After giving his demand, the Elder stood back, his hands still clasped behind him as he awaited the demon to answer his question. And truthfully this time.
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    Re: From one Leader to Another

    Post by Prixlezub on Tue May 15, 2012 10:32 pm

    Uh oh, the demon's ruse was not fooling the Elder much. In fact, from the way he looked at the demon, he was figuring that the prince was indeed lying instead of telling the truth. Prixlezub's eyes shifted around for a moment, trying to decide on what he should say next, thoughts spinning about in his mind like a fury. If he were to tell the Elder the truth, it not only jeopardized his relationship with Flad'Nag, but also his pride. Taking a few moments to think, the demon's eyes lowered, now staring at the ground instead of the Elder before him. As much as the demon wished to retain his pride, he knew that it would be rather unfair to lie to the only real friend he had on this planet. Sure, the prince was quite well-suited to being independent and on his own, but to miss out on having someone who actually gave worthwhile advice and listened... It was something not many even on Portal Breach had offered the demon prince since he got here.

    Then again, the demon never really let too many get close to him. He did not trust much people in the first place, given where he came from. The demon's gaze traveled back up to the Elder's face once more, illuminating the native in a spotlight of fiery orange. Part of him wanted to keep weighing the options, despite the fact he already knew what may or may not come of it. Pushing the rather fearful voices from his mind, the demon prince decided to choose the lesser of the two evils.

    "You are right, Flad'Nag." The prince sighed, letting his shoulders droop alongside his facade. "I am not the guardian you think me to be, but instead I am the leader that I was telling you about. Back where I had come from, even before I had arrived at Portal Breach, before I had arrived here upon your planet, I once ruled over an entire plane of existence. The examples I had given, as strange as they sounded, were from the time I had reigned before I was taken from my home. Though, I guess I should consider myself lucky that I was dethroned by the portal instead of by my own kin." He explained, shifting his weight uneasily. He never was very comfortable with being truthful during such intense matters.

    "I hope that this does not hurt our relationship, Flad'Nag." He rumbled finally, seeming apologetic in his tone. "I enjoy our talks."

    But make no mistake, Elder, while the demon prince may be weakened, he still was ready to fight for his life if needed be. Though the prince doubted that Flad'Nag would be so foolish as to bring about yet another partial extermination of his own species

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