"The highbloods have taken away our freedom!" A brown blood preaches in front a group of other lowbloods, "Join me and we will take back our freedom!"
Signless sits there, with Psiioniic, watching this troll.
"Is there anyone who would like to speak for the lowbloods?" The brown blood asks.
Signless stands up.
"With all due respect, Summoner," He pauses, "May I come up there and say a few words."
"The floor is yours."
The Signless walks up to the front, hearing the other lowbloods moan, and mutter. As he stops and stands in front, he glances at the others individually.
"My friends, I stand before you this night, not as a lowblood," Signless pauses, "but as a troll. My name is Kankri Vantas, my blood is the lowest on the hemospectrum. I have had my share of trouble with the highbloods, ever since I was a wriggler. Think to yourselves for a moment, picture a world where blood doesn't matter. My mother taught me how to find light in others, how to respect others. I believe that these lessons are true."
"Another wanna-be hero." Mutters a lime green blood.
"You can call me whatever you want." Signless pauses, "I believe in change. I believe in a hemospectrum that doesn't decipher lowbloods to highbloods. I think that blood is just blood. Everyone has it! It might not be the same color as yours, but it still doesn't mean that you shouldn't beat them because of their blood color, chain them up, or feel like you are some nobody. Believe me, I have had those feelings."
"Your right." A orange blood says.
"The Summoner is right, we are getting bullied by the highbloods, its all due to the lowness of our blood!" Signless pauses, "I will start up a rebellion against the highbloods, we will let them know that we are something more than weak! We will cry out our belief!"
The orange blood stands up.
"I am with you, Kankri."
"We will go through this battle until the end." Signless pauses, seeing the Disciple, Psiioniic, and Dolorosa standing in the back, "For this rebellion to be successful, I am going to need as much help as I can get."
Psiioniic steps forward.
"I will join to protect my belief."
The Disciple steps forward.
"I will do as much as I can to help."
More of the lowbloods stood up, placing their fists over their hearts.
"For protection of our beliefs!" They said.
"Those highbloods won't see what is coming to them." Summoner pauses, placing a hand on Signless' shoulder, "You have some gut, kid."
The rest of the sitting lowbloods stand up.
"We will fight until the end!"
The Dolorosa goes up and stands next to the Signless.
"Protect our hearts."
"There's a lot we have to do to prepare for battle," Summoner pauses, "get some rest men, we move at dawn!"
"Yes, sir!" The other lowbloods salute and head to their tents.
The Summoner looks at the Dolorosa.
"It's an honor to meet you in person, Porrim."
"It was a pleasure to meet you, Rufio."
"Don't worry, I will keep a good eye on him."
"We will be joining along with you."
"I know, but," Summoner pauses, "you and Meulin will stay back at the camp, while the rest of us go fight for our freedom."
Summoner goes to his tent. The Dolorosa sits down next to the Signless as he puts his head on her lap.
"I promise to stay alive, mother."
The Dolorosa gently rubs her finger on his shoulder.
"I love you, Kankri." She softly says.
"I love you too, mother."