Rotharic approached the metal fence, aware of the eyes following him from the towers that dotted the border every 50 feet. He knew that at any instant he could be rendered into noting more than a pulp if he gave any indication of staying from what he had come to do.
The protocol for entering the walled city to initiate terms of peace were specific. Upon leaving the dense foliage at the edge of the imperial boundary, approach the gatehouse naked, taking one step forward per second. Once Rotharic reached the first fence, he stopped as hulking metal forms surrounded him, probing the creases of his body for any number of ingenuous devices the Alricians had created to destroy their foe. The robotic fingers forced themselves into his anus, lifting his manhood and roughing the dayold beard on his face face. He had wished he had been able to shave, as he did meticuloulsy on every other day, as is the custom. But un order to move fastr and undectectedf from his camp to the convnetion, he left all but the clothes on his back behind. Once the robots sensores had determined that Rotharic was free of foreighn devices the moved off, leaving his iritated skin to be further pained by the wind that dignaled the oncomng of winter. Rothirtic flest the goose flesh rise all over his body, the gusts washingto over and seemingly through him.
He heard the hiss of a a gate open betond the gatehouse and then another open on the gatehouse itself. A human-like Thul moved towrd him with a heavy balnket.
"Our apologies for the rough treatment your Highness. YOu certainly understand that these are trying times and we must protect ourselves, as well as you, while you are in our care."
"Think nothing of it grumbled Rotheric." He took the heavey blanket and was delighted to find it was of Thul construction, with heating elelments within. He pulled the blanket around his shoulders and over his head as the Thul motioned to follow it through the gatehouse entrance. Rotharic had never noticed before, just how rusty the wall had become. Moss embeded itself into the creases where blastsheet was riveted to its neighbor. A peice of informaotn to tuck away for another day.
The pair went through the gatehouse into another outdoor area where the wind was blocked, allowing Rothiric to pull the blanket down from around his head and view the exapse before him. The Thuls were human like himself, but they had built a sprawling the sprawling fortress city of Loctan on the northern most boarder of the land mass they controlled.
The protocol for entering the walled city to initiate terms of peace were specific. Upon leaving the dense foliage at the edge of the imperial boundary, approach the gatehouse naked, taking one step forward per second. Once Rotharic reached the first fence, he stopped as hulking metal forms surrounded him, probing the creases of his body for any number of ingenuous devices the Alricians had created to destroy their foe. The robotic fingers forced themselves into his anus, lifting his manhood and roughing the dayold beard on his face face. He had wished he had been able to shave, as he did meticuloulsy on every other day, as is the custom. But un order to move fastr and undectectedf from his camp to the convnetion, he left all but the clothes on his back behind. Once the robots sensores had determined that Rotharic was free of foreighn devices the moved off, leaving his iritated skin to be further pained by the wind that dignaled the oncomng of winter. Rothirtic flest the goose flesh rise all over his body, the gusts washingto over and seemingly through him.
He heard the hiss of a a gate open betond the gatehouse and then another open on the gatehouse itself. A human-like Thul moved towrd him with a heavy balnket.
"Our apologies for the rough treatment your Highness. YOu certainly understand that these are trying times and we must protect ourselves, as well as you, while you are in our care."
"Think nothing of it grumbled Rotheric." He took the heavey blanket and was delighted to find it was of Thul construction, with heating elelments within. He pulled the blanket around his shoulders and over his head as the Thul motioned to follow it through the gatehouse entrance. Rotharic had never noticed before, just how rusty the wall had become. Moss embeded itself into the creases where blastsheet was riveted to its neighbor. A peice of informaotn to tuck away for another day.
The pair went through the gatehouse into another outdoor area where the wind was blocked, allowing Rothiric to pull the blanket down from around his head and view the exapse before him. The Thuls were human like himself, but they had built a sprawling the sprawling fortress city of Loctan on the northern most boarder of the land mass they controlled.
