Three Elonians, Two Canthans, One Tyrian

by IEHGONWPV

Well, this is it, my first Fanfiction. Focussing on one of my fave games, Guild Wars, it ties in all three continents but is set in Cantha, it focuses on an Elonian invasion of Cantha, with some twists, the Tyrians get involved as well.

6. Chapter 6: Ming's Anger

Chapter 6: Ming's Anger

Councilman Ming sat slumped in a chair on one of the many balconies at his Estate. He sat their looking over the Sanqua Vale and casting his mind over the events of the last two days. The early arrival of the Elonians, the chance of General Tang getting wind of his coup and of course, how he had killed Councilman Tao. He began to reminisce over their experiences, from the forming of the alliance, to the hard won victories on the continent and then into the decline of the councils power, the growing resentment of the people because of their harsh laws and their eventual plan to take control of the alliance.

Ming's peace was interrupted when a scout came through the door. The scout bowed, "Councilman Ming, I have a report." Ming broke his gaze away from the lush valley and moved his stare to the scout standing in front of him. "Go ahead," Ming spoke in a slow and uninterested voice. "We made contact with the Elonian force, they have arrived at the western edge of the vale, they haven't razed any of the villages, as you requested, however due to strong resistance at the Jao Basin Garrison they had to eliminate all opposition, they are deeply regretful and have sent this gift." Ming hadn't noticed the basket sitting at the scout's feet, the scout handed it to him, the stench was immense and the basket was soaked with blood. Undeterred Ming took the lid off only to be confronted with the horrific and mutilated head of Captain Tang.

His eyes widened, he was shocked, but that soon disappeared, his veins now coursed with incredible... anger. Councilman Ming jumped off his seat and threw the basket of the edge of the balcony. His hands pulsed with energy and he blasted the scout into a wall. "CAN'T THOSE UNCIVILIZED, UNCULTURED, BRUTES FOLLOW ONE SIMPLE ORDER? I NEEDED THAT BOY, HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO LEVER THE GENERAL INTO SURRENDER NOW! Captain, send an emissary to the Elonians, tell them that if they disobey my orders one more time I will send their miserable continent to the bottom of the ocean! Actually, no, strike that, prepare the Tsi-yan Guard, all 10000 of them, I will deliver my message to that bastard of an Elonian prince myself!"