Mortals_Dream
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Apr 27, 2009
Sokka stood at the prow of his boat, the delagation of water tribe members behind him, his arms crossed across his chest and his eyes darting back and forth. It was expected of him though, his job to protect the water tribe delagation on the road and then when they were at the summit. It was to be the first such summit since the battle that stopped Firelord Ozai from taking over the world. The three nations were here to talk about peace. Weary, war scarred, and tired of battle as they were the three nations there was still very little trust. The truth was the peace was only held on by the smallest of margins.
That was why Sokka was here. He was a captain of the water tribe armies, or at least what was left of them, and as one of the people that helped to stop the war he had a lot of pull. Sending him to this summit was the Water Tribes way of showing that they wanted these peace talks to succed. He only command was the one boat at the moment, but still he hoped it would be enough. If the other nations brought more troops than he might be worried that they didn't want the talks to work out.
In the distance Sokka first caught site of the place that was supposed to be the area for the delagations. It was a small village, on the edge of the Earth Kingdoms shores. It was chosen for its isolated location, far enough away from any large places that a large number of soldiers would be obvious. It was also close to a central point for all of the nations. Fire and Water woudl arrive by boat while Earth walked.
THe boat put into the docks of the village and Sokka called to his sailors to start lashing the boat to the dock. He and his five soldiers stepped off the boat ahead of the delagation, meeting the small group of men waiting for them there.
"Captain Sokka I persume. I must ask that you surrender your weapons. No one may go armed during the delagations." Said one of the men, bowing to him. Sokka coudl understnad that. The last thing the summit, and this small town, needed was a bunch of men running around with weapons. Sokka reached down to his waist and slid his sheathed sword out of his belt and then the boomerang behind it. He had lost his favored weapons in the final battle, his treasured sword and even more treasured boomerang. These weapons were of good quality but they still never felt the same.
"We understnad. Have the other nations arrive yet." Sokkas asked as she handed over the weapons and gestured for his men to do the same.
"The Earth nation has arrived though we still wait for the Fire nation to arrive."
That was why Sokka was here. He was a captain of the water tribe armies, or at least what was left of them, and as one of the people that helped to stop the war he had a lot of pull. Sending him to this summit was the Water Tribes way of showing that they wanted these peace talks to succed. He only command was the one boat at the moment, but still he hoped it would be enough. If the other nations brought more troops than he might be worried that they didn't want the talks to work out.
In the distance Sokka first caught site of the place that was supposed to be the area for the delagations. It was a small village, on the edge of the Earth Kingdoms shores. It was chosen for its isolated location, far enough away from any large places that a large number of soldiers would be obvious. It was also close to a central point for all of the nations. Fire and Water woudl arrive by boat while Earth walked.
THe boat put into the docks of the village and Sokka called to his sailors to start lashing the boat to the dock. He and his five soldiers stepped off the boat ahead of the delagation, meeting the small group of men waiting for them there.
"Captain Sokka I persume. I must ask that you surrender your weapons. No one may go armed during the delagations." Said one of the men, bowing to him. Sokka coudl understnad that. The last thing the summit, and this small town, needed was a bunch of men running around with weapons. Sokka reached down to his waist and slid his sheathed sword out of his belt and then the boomerang behind it. He had lost his favored weapons in the final battle, his treasured sword and even more treasured boomerang. These weapons were of good quality but they still never felt the same.
"We understnad. Have the other nations arrive yet." Sokkas asked as she handed over the weapons and gestured for his men to do the same.
"The Earth nation has arrived though we still wait for the Fire nation to arrive."