Lex Rex
Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2015 12:00 am
Chant has it that a new face has been walking through the Courthouse, filing paperwork for membership. He carried entitlements most remarkable to the eyes of notaries and clerks. They say names wield power. And no thing living wields this power like the Genie do. Carving out their unchallenged realms across the Inner Spheres. Inhabiting their great cities of Glass and Brass, rivalling even the great City of Doors in their scopes. Palaces that own the skies themselves, and a Dismal Delve of infinite riches. They are Civilizations of many and plenty. They wield names so vast and long that lesser mortals would die of starvation in the process of greeting their greatest sovereigns. Mages hardly comprehend the difficulty to conjure them for their elusive wish granting majicks.
The new blood in the Courthouse is more humble than these great rulers, however. For he is but a Jann. Those that lack purity. The assembly of all the four corners. Strikingly human in form, strikingly inhuman in thought. Supposedly, the berk has found a loophole that grants him great magic, indeed. Claiming to hold a direct ancestry to the Vaati, the Wind Dukes of long lost history. To him, Law is King, now and always.
His name?
Hussain Aali-Al-Aqator, A True Traveller of the Astral Plane, Son of the Third Cloud, Fulfilling Freedom's Niche, Traitor Sentinel of Ice and Steel, Crusader of Smoke and Mirrors, A Mortal's Last Breath, King of Cottytia, Deceiver of the Fates Eternal, The Sevenfold Syncretist, Keystone of the Sixteen, Transmorgifist Supreme, Clerk of His Own Cage, The Minister of Fates, True Augur of the Age Reborn, The Heir of Aaqa, Emperor Gentleman-King Sovereign Sultan of Awesome, Beacon of the Old Way, Great Pthisis, Mover of the Wheel Unturned, Benefactor of Homunculi.
Wrap your head around that, cutter.
The new blood in the Courthouse is more humble than these great rulers, however. For he is but a Jann. Those that lack purity. The assembly of all the four corners. Strikingly human in form, strikingly inhuman in thought. Supposedly, the berk has found a loophole that grants him great magic, indeed. Claiming to hold a direct ancestry to the Vaati, the Wind Dukes of long lost history. To him, Law is King, now and always.
His name?
Hussain Aali-Al-Aqator, A True Traveller of the Astral Plane, Son of the Third Cloud, Fulfilling Freedom's Niche, Traitor Sentinel of Ice and Steel, Crusader of Smoke and Mirrors, A Mortal's Last Breath, King of Cottytia, Deceiver of the Fates Eternal, The Sevenfold Syncretist, Keystone of the Sixteen, Transmorgifist Supreme, Clerk of His Own Cage, The Minister of Fates, True Augur of the Age Reborn, The Heir of Aaqa, Emperor Gentleman-King Sovereign Sultan of Awesome, Beacon of the Old Way, Great Pthisis, Mover of the Wheel Unturned, Benefactor of Homunculi.
Wrap your head around that, cutter.