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Ulrich Paternosta
Colonol of the Forces Vankoryth
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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by lostamongtrees
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So begins...
Ulrich Paternosta's Story
Alright Soldiers!
He addressed the group of ten.
He sniffed the air dramatically, then let out a laugh.Someone was over here, breakin' shit. Smell that?
The ten murmured, some laughing, some angered.I smell another beast of blood here in our woods!
, A malicious smile danced across his face,We will find it, and we will get our answers
There is no going unnoticed in these woods.
The setting changes from cursed-wood to The Abandoned Slums
He told his troops, scaling a building and watching from above.Search high and low. Report back here in ten minutes, or be assumed compromised,
MEN!
There was a scuffle from afar, and claws coming from the sky. This did not phase him, who had been around, but riled his sense for adventure.
Fireballs? What the hell was going on?
The force made it's way towards the scuffle, crawling through the shadows.
Ulrich roared over the chaos.SMELL THAT BOYS?
I smell what we're lookin' for!
The setting changes from the-abandoned-slums to Forbidden Thick
He stomped through the trees, armored men bustling behind him.
"HALT! Rest and report!" Ulrich called to the troops, digging his fingers deep into the bark of a tree. Swiftly, he crawled up the tree and lounged on a branch.
He had a smell, and he didn't like not finding the source.
"HALT! Rest and report!" Ulrich called to the troops, digging his fingers deep into the bark of a tree. Swiftly, he crawled up the tree and lounged on a branch.
He had a smell, and he didn't like not finding the source.
He was still be followed. All these weeks later, and they had not taken his entourage off of him. Every day, every night, every waking moment they hounded him, unless he left the grounds of the estate. Today, would hopefully be one of those days. Someone was barking up ahead. Loudly, and obnoxiously, and it was beginning to grind on Kaiser's last nerve.
He saw troops up ahead. He was pretty sure he recognized the crest. It was the same one attached to his posse. And to the soldiers he had slain. For the love of the night, if they had attached more watchers without informing...Kaiser made no attempt to hide his approach, or his anger. "Good evening, gentlemen..."
He saw troops up ahead. He was pretty sure he recognized the crest. It was the same one attached to his posse. And to the soldiers he had slain. For the love of the night, if they had attached more watchers without informing...Kaiser made no attempt to hide his approach, or his anger. "Good evening, gentlemen..."
"Good evening," Ulrich sniffed, recognizing this sent. This was the Rogue, the one they were all to keep a watch on. He had a knack for killing vampires, perhaps....
Four or five guards had surrounded Kaiser at this point.
"State your business, please," Ulrich asked without the sugar. A plan had planted itself in Ulrich's noggin.
Four or five guards had surrounded Kaiser at this point.
"State your business, please," Ulrich asked without the sugar. A plan had planted itself in Ulrich's noggin.
They were either absurdly brave, incredibly loyal, or flat out stupid to point a weapon at him. In this case, he was betting on all three. "Lower your weapons, you cowards. I am unarmed and unarmored." He waited for a few minutes before speaking again...
"And I don't need to state my business, not to you. Frankly, the only ones I'm concerned with enough to ever 'state my business' with is Casren, and Daemala. Why don't you state your business?" A growl, one of ferocity and a not so empty threat. He was incredibly tired of being talked down to...
"And I don't need to state my business, not to you. Frankly, the only ones I'm concerned with enough to ever 'state my business' with is Casren, and Daemala. Why don't you state your business?" A growl, one of ferocity and a not so empty threat. He was incredibly tired of being talked down to...
Ulrich waved the weapons to be lowered, hopping down from the tree and squaring himself. He approached Kaiser with his eyes narrowed.
"We're the Forces of Vankoryth, built to protect the likes of yer Casren and Daemala," Ulrich sniffed at Kaiser, "You ain't the one I seek, but I'll be damned if I'll stand by while you go rogue. Now, are you goin' rogue, or are ou gonna state your damned business bustin' in on a patrol hunt like you are."
Ulrich glowered at Kaiser, the soldiers all taking a step back.
"We're the Forces of Vankoryth, built to protect the likes of yer Casren and Daemala," Ulrich sniffed at Kaiser, "You ain't the one I seek, but I'll be damned if I'll stand by while you go rogue. Now, are you goin' rogue, or are ou gonna state your damned business bustin' in on a patrol hunt like you are."
Ulrich glowered at Kaiser, the soldiers all taking a step back.
"Hmmm...Go rogue? Go rogue?" He stifled, poorly, a quick laugh at the audacity and irony. "You have got to be joking, soldier. Heeee~h..." Kaiser took a moment to wipe a fake tear from his eyes. "No, no, no. Have no fear, I'm still loyal. All I'm doing is taking a stroll. With this little...entourage...that keeps following me, yet again, thanks to Casren."
He shot the men behind his a death glower, eyes narrows, fangs bared, the whole nine yards. "And...oh yes...you said something about a hunt? Do explain. I'm getting bored..." Another glance to the men around him. A different kind. "And a little hungry."
He shot the men behind his a death glower, eyes narrows, fangs bared, the whole nine yards. "And...oh yes...you said something about a hunt? Do explain. I'm getting bored..." Another glance to the men around him. A different kind. "And a little hungry."
"Hungry, you say?" Ulrich asked with a smile, assuming ease.
The soldiers were tense, they had heard of Kaiser Zaun.
"Perhaps we should hunt together. Here I have a list," Ulrich leaned against his tree and pulled a ruddy document from somewhere, "Of smells, and their descriptions. We're tracking invaders," He added with a grunt.
"Up to the task?" Always looking for another soldier, another recruit, he extended his hand in truce and agreement. Ulrich would handle Casren later.
The soldiers were tense, they had heard of Kaiser Zaun.
"Perhaps we should hunt together. Here I have a list," Ulrich leaned against his tree and pulled a ruddy document from somewhere, "Of smells, and their descriptions. We're tracking invaders," He added with a grunt.
"Up to the task?" Always looking for another soldier, another recruit, he extended his hand in truce and agreement. Ulrich would handle Casren later.
"So...you are telling me...That I will be allowed to hunt down and...or...kill other vampires in the name of the Detente? Are you completely serious?" Oh, this was too good to be true. "Oh yes. You have a better deal than you could ever imagine." Of course, he refused the handshake at first, but eventually gave in, after making sure that enough time had passed to make it more than a tad awkward. After shaking, Kaiser said, "Show me this list, and I'll find them. And they'll either take the mantle or give me a tasty snack."
"You must first give them opportunity to join us," Ulrich held up a hand.
"Bring them to the dungeon, secure them, and we give them a last chance at their fate. Beyond that," He smiled. "Talk to Casren."
"Bring them to the dungeon, secure them, and we give them a last chance at their fate. Beyond that," He smiled. "Talk to Casren."
Ulrich smiled and waved the soldiers off.
"Back to the Castle for the Sun I suppose, tomorrow night: We hunt!"
"Back to the Castle for the Sun I suppose, tomorrow night: We hunt!"
The setting changes from forbidden-thick to Cursed Wood
He sniffed.
What was that smell?
He sniffed, having had never smelled that smell before.
What was that smell?
He sniffed, having had never smelled that smell before.
The setting changes from cursed-wood to Castle Vankoryth
Ulrich Paternosta burst through the doors.
I have troubling news.
He turned, completely not expecting this man, this motorcycle, this machine to arrive.
He was not to be played a fool, and sent two guards to fetch a superior political officer of the Vankoryth Detente need be.
Ulrich demanded, puffing his chest and displaying his badge. Spotting the vampire heads, he deflated slightly.Who are you?
? His tone wasn't harsh, nor was it accepting,In what currency d'yeh deal
He eyed the bloody bouquet.An' who do you work with? That's more than one head,
He was not to be played a fool, and sent two guards to fetch a superior political officer of the Vankoryth Detente need be.
Whatcha really come for?
At this, Ulrich seemed genuinely impressed. He held his gloved hand out to shake Benjamin's hand in honor. A kill like that by a two man team was impressive, no doubt.A whole den!
It was then a guard slipped in his hand a copy of the Blood Edict. After passing off the parchment, the guard moved to remove the heads from presence, fully intending on depositing them in surprise locations.At our service?
Ulrich muttered, licking the blood from his fingers.'Course,
Another guard stepped from the shadows, procuring three ridiculous hefty satchels of solid platinum.
This should do, as for a deal...
An official alliance eh? You work for us, we match whatever price you are willing to set.
Ulrich smiled, revealing thick fangs.
Well, this is certainly better news than what I had.
Ulrich looked unto the crates and sniffed. It smelled like...Weaponry! And blood! Whipping, he greeted the arrival with the strange sleds, completely ignoring the bits of shrub that clung to them.
What is this! What are these? Who are you? Guards! The guards assembled, but did not do anything hostile. Why?
One shouted out, announcing who this was. He didn't state a name, so Ulrich scoffed.Descorp Delivery, Sir.
The Detente? He though quickly, thinking of Casren first of course, then the Draculs, and then... Well hold on.
He thought harder.
Didn't Casren once say that...Everyone ran the Detente? Else it wouldn't be a detente. It would be a dictatorship.
He thought harder.
Didn't Casren once say that...Everyone ran the Detente? Else it wouldn't be a detente. It would be a dictatorship.
That would be me, for now.
Skeptically, he looked at the hole.
A guard snickered at his hesitation, which angered Ulrich a bit. He jammed his finger into the hole, withdrawing it as soon as the prick happened.
A guard snickered at his hesitation, which angered Ulrich a bit. He jammed his finger into the hole, withdrawing it as soon as the prick happened.