Necron: The Legend Of Rezar DeathWind

Rezar looked on absent minded but still focused as Alistair explained why it would be better if they planted wheat instead of any other crop, both on earth and in Elysium wheat was the most common ingredient in every household.

Of course not many people knew that wheat was what most of their food was comprised off, but Alistair was all to hung up on the possibility of them being the monopoly on wheat and flour in the Bahrenburg wildlands. Rezar nodded his head as he paid attention to the mills that were slowly being sprung up around the edges of the farmland.

He had handed most of the platinum he gained after his declaration of being the bone king and naming his future kingdom on a whim. Either way, the funds had gone into purchasing blueprints for a windmill, which Alistair guaranteed would be able to upgrade to a mechanical milling factory, but still able to draw power from the wind, and with enough modification from the endless stream of water that was rushing underneath their feet.

Rezar was dressed in simple cotton clothes and covered head to toe in dirt, his attention wasn't really focused on what Alistair was saying, as he was busy having a thumb war with a seven-year-old dark elf. The young girl and her mother had been the recent citizens they had received just two days prior, and safe to say her mother had more than made herself useful with the way she cooked, which frankly speaking was the best out of everyone in the village, and due to that Rezar was rather taken with the precocious seven-year-old.

"Lord Rezar are you paying attention to what I'm saying sir?" Alistair asked as Rezar turned to face him with annoyed look on his face, obviously losing the current exchange in the thumb war between him and the girl.

"I've heard everything you. Have to say, and I agree, get the wheat up, but mix it up with a bit of rice, more than half of earth eat rice and have various ways to prepare it. And then mix it up, we need vegetables, something that can be used to season the food, so get the seeds. Think pepper, tomatoes, lettuce, cabbages, carrots, thyme, curry, and onions! Don't forget the onions.

Then get the seeds for grapes, I've looked over the plans you laid out for the plains, apart from the farms you want to put a place for an orchard, we do have the land after all. But not just an orchard, I need you to plant a grove of fruit trees, or course I think they can be considered the same thing. In Elysium or earth I think the biggest thing that sells is food, and it would be nice if we're the authority on that." Rezar had his hand under his jaw as he walked, moving really fast with each stride it was almost as if he was floating or gliding across the earth, and a hapless Alistair struggled to keep up with him whilst trying to write down what he was saying.

[Earth Sense has leveled up to Intermediate level 3]

Rezar immediately stretched his hand out, shocking Alistair as he plucked a still spinning silver arrow out of the air an inch away from his forehead. Rezar moved his head in the direction the arrow had come from, his vision traveling really fast and piercing through the forest in the east, as it fell on the back of the team of Hobgoblin's riding away on their boars like the devil was after them. Rezar pulled the arrow away from Alistair's face as the Muriel Elf fell back on his ass, color completely drained from his face in fear at the fact he almost lost his life.

{Bone King! I accept you challenge you bloody coward! I do not recognize your legitimacy as sovereign to the Bahrenburg wildlands, neither do I recognize you as a man worthy of the title king. One month from today, I shall march on your flimsy territory and village and burn it to the ground, you best be prepared to bear the consequences for bearing your fangs at me, let the cold dead body this arrow was pulled from be a warning to you! I ride for your kingdom boy! You best be ready to surrender to the might of the Goblin King!}

QUEST ALERT!

[The Path of Kings (A): kings are forged and born in the heat of war and conflict, and now you will have to do the same to prove to the world you are worthy of your title as king. Meet the Goblin King in battle and defeat him and his allies to prove e your sovereignty. // Duration: 3 months // Rewards: annexation of all the goblin King's territory, 50 Platinum Elys, Hobgoblin Spawn Key, 800% territory progression Exp, Spire Upgraded, 1 Random Temple// Penalty: Loss of your territory and Death(Slavery)]

Rezar turned to Alistair with a rather calm expression on his face, but even Alistair could see that there was a storm brewing within the eyes of the young lord. He was pissed off, but for some reason he was extremely calm about it, and whether Alistair wanted to admit it or not, that was more terrifying than him raging in anger.

"Get the workers back to the village Alistair, I want you to begin work on a serious of tunnels and bunkers within the cove, have the architect help you. And make sure its secure and safe and should have multiple escape routes.

Lenore is not yet back from training the undead, however get me priest, and tell the citizens that I will be having an open war council in 3 hours, any one of them willing to join the village's military force would be welcome and will be given training. And stock up on food too, I'm pretty sure that goblin King wants to lay a siege, but He's in for a surprise.] Rezar said, a small confident smile gracing his lips at the end.

"As you wish my lord." Alistair said as he ran back, this time his steps were a lot firmer than his bumbling act earlier on, he was not afraid, affected sorely by Rezar's ability and his unshaken stance from the threat of the Goblin King.

Rezar looked up at the sun above him, he frowned as he squinted at it. He really hated that giant yellow ball up there, it made him feel sleepy, but it has its uses. He looked to the forest with a smile, in every game the first and most basic enemy anybody had to face were goblins…. The goblin king might not know it, but as far as Rezar was concerned, he was just about to graduate from the tutorial stage, and the Goblins will be his and his people's stepping stone.