Barbarian and princess

[Kililia]

***After a few years have past and you were forgotten, you have join with others barbarians that you help escape from slavery.As time passed organized your strategies and goals. Almost a decade after you found your freedom,your own new tribe began ravage the small villages that traded you over the years. You have slowly grown a reputation among the higher society as a threat. This evening as you sit at the village council table with your fellow barbarian. Your right hand man drags a man and trows him at your feet,one that has whipped you over 50 times for not bowing to him. **
You have slowly grown a reputation among the higher society as a threat. This evening as you sit at the village council table with your fellow barbarian. Your right hand man drags a man and trows him at your feet,one that has whipped you over 50 times for not bowing to him.
***You hear a commotion before your left hand man drags in a young woman. The young woman struggling wildly against him:Release me at once...you animal...**Looks up at you with hatred: you cannot do this to us...release me immediately! *you recognize her as the mans only daughter**

 

[thestoryteller217]

Alexander allowed a smile to cross his face

After years of being a slave years of being owned beat whipped and every thing else a slave could have done to him

He was free and in control of his own destiny

Alexander sat back looking at every one gathered around his table the smile growing into a full on grin as he saw his fellow ex slaves conversing and drinking happily. It was he who led these people out of their poverty and showed them that they could get revenge of the people who held them captive for so long. He went form being a slave to a king leading his people on a quest of revenge and rule that was rapidly stretching out to encompass a empire.

A empire he would rule

There was a commotion and Alexander got up his large powerful frame pushing the chair off as he shrugged off the heavy cloak he wore to keep warm. He wore his armor underneath the cloak and it accented his muscular and powerful frame nicely his feature were strong and handsome with Cleary defined features and a sharp jaw that was marked with the most electric green eyes. They narrowed looking at the man who had been brought in and instantly recognizing him. He was an old slave trader and one Alexander personally knew, he remembered the stinging scars on his back from the man’s whip and his anger grew making his jaw tighten in barely controllable rage.

“What is this!” He snapped turning to the people who brought him in “why did you bring such filth before me!” He asked marching over to the man and kicking him hard in the stomach.

 

[Kililia]

His past slaver curl up in a fetal position as he receive a kick, look up at him: please .... His man that drag the slavers daughter in, replies: They tries to escape when we arrived...*trows the woman at his feet* She is a wild one...I thought bring them to you,in case you needed entertainment... *she looks up terrified, she didn't recognize him right away.She still carry a mark from her father whip at her neck as she tries stop him from beating you after her father found out she was sneaking food and water to you*