**You look once more unto the bleeding body that was once your "Iron Fist" and decide that you must instate a new one within the cultists before you begin your crusade against the Blood Ravens. Heading out the door, you begin towards the slave pens, the screams and blood emanating from the walls calming your warped and twisted mind, the voices quieting down as you walk through the halls, the screams and echo of your boots being the only sounds at the moment. Once upon the slave decks, you can see it is pure chaos down here, with cultists fighting in the halls, and preaching through the midst of hundreds of bodies. As you arrive, though, they all part for you lest they be struck down as easily as the Iron Fist was. You begin towards the middle of the crowds, the puny mortals parting before you, and bowing deeply. Once in their midst, you shout loud enough for all around you to hear "Report to the arena, my "Iron Fist" could no longer prove himself worthy of the position, and I have dealt with him accordingly. One of you will rise to the occasion, or die trying." They stand there for a moment, looking blankly at you as you stand there, whispers circulating amongst them for a moment, before they begin shuffling towards the elevator and stairwells to the lower decks, leaving you alone once more to your thoughts. How should you decide the newest Iron Fist? That with the greatest faith in our Dark Prince? He who can defeat all around him? Perhaps an arena? Or maybe even a show of excellence? 1: Mosh pit of cultists, he who stands on the pile of bodies shall lead. 2: That of which has the most faith in the Dark Prince shall be given the position. 3: Other (Create your Own)
#3: they have to guess a number that you are thinking of between 1 and 10000000000000000000 and the closest gets the position
3 tell everyone to get to the hanger bay open the hanger door whoever survives after 5 secounds gets to be the new iron fist
#3 the first one who dares to attack me / us is allowed to become Iron Fist ; though if he actually attacks we are breaking his arm or something, just for the heck of it.
// I LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVE **You smile as you hear an idea, one worthy enough for you, whispered into your ear. Heading down the stairs, you catch two stragglers near the back, and shout for them to stop. They quickly do so, turning timidly back to you and nearly whispering "Y-Yes M-M-Master?" Your footsteps echoing and clanging loudly against the metal stairs as you reach them, speaking in a soothing tone "Tell the rest of the rabble to report to the hangar, under my order." Giving a sly smile under your mask, neither of them able to see it, one of them almost asks "W-Why Ma-" but is cut off by the other, saying "W-We will do it!" quickly pulling the other with him. You start back up the stairs to the hangar, sending a psychic message to one of your lieutenants, quickly breaking his psychic shield and shouting to him "Get all of the ships out of the hangar immediately!" receiving a message back momentarily "Why, if I may be so bold as to ask, my Lord?" 1: Tell him your plans to find a new Iron Fist 2: Berate him for questioning a direct order 3: Punish him for questioning a direct order 4: Other(Create your Own)
