((OCC: This is closed because well the Founder’s Island is probably one of the worst places to attack. The people who live there are priests and priestess who dedicate their lives to hours of prayer and upkeep of the island. I will open my next thread to those in my kingdom.))
Mojin stood on the Earth Kingdom ship his eyes fixed past the fog on the waters. "Sister," he mumbled and heard something behind him, "Yes brother?" An evil grin formed on his face as an island formed in the distance. "We are here. Prepare the troops." The morning air was silent and he heard his sister's light footsteps echo away. Fog engulfed him as he slid his hands into the sleeves of his long green cassock. His colorless eyes were fixed ahead on the island as the ship got closer and closer. An evil grin went across his face as he heard the Earth Kingdom troops appear on the deck of the ship. “Try not to make such a mess,” Mojin ordered and waited for the ship to land. It hit land making Mojin lose his balance and go falling to the deck. He stood stall and brushed off his clothes and ordered the troops to march.
He was expecting an army waiting for him on this island. He was expecting to see magicians with their large animals waiting to tear into the flesh of his soldiers, but instead he was greeted by odd looking people in long white flowing robes. A frown formed on his face as he told his troops to stop and jumped off the ship. He was standing on a tiled courtyard looking at the odd men and women in white. “Who are you?” He asked through his glare. An elderly man walked up and said, “We are the keepers of the island. Men and women who dedicate their lives to the upkeep of the temple and we spend our day in prayer and work.” He frowned and said, “Well that’s no fun.” He pushed past the foolish looking people and looked at the temple. He nodded and said, “Sister this will do.” She appeared next to him and said, “I agree brother. What should we do with them?” She asked pointing to the people in white.
Mojin thought and placed his hand next to his head, “I will sort them out.” He went deep into a few of their minds sorting out the weak from the strong. He ended up taking control of about five of the people in white and tossed them into the temple. “You can kill the rest,” he ordered his special task force. They gave a nod and quickly silenced them all even before they could protest. Mojin turned his attention to the main land, “There sister awaits our glory. In time we will control this place.” He heard an evil laugh from his sister and then he said, “I think it is time to meet our new friends.” He slowly made his way into the temple grinning at the priests and priestess as they attempted to crawl away from the twins. “Who is first?” he asked the door closing behind him. Outside the temple the troops were stopped when they started to hear screams. Once the screams stopped they quickly went back to work unpacking the ship.
The End.
((Short I know, but I had to get the twins in the New World. Soon I will be sending over troops, that mean members can post. So that means generals and regular troops will be needed in the fighting.