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Post by Deleted on Apr 20, 2017 12:01:42 GMT -8
By the time King Renaux of Travére was escorted once more through the palace and to the Emira's office, she had finished three meetings and had officially signed four edicts, hopefully to get Sakand on the right track. Young, but incredibly smart and ambitious, the Emira wore a a gown of sky blue that was snug to most of her body, clinging to a frame that she worked to keep naturally tight and curvy. Her dark hair was drawn half up, her gaze lined with kohl, and she was standing at a shallow, round pit in her office, looking down at an enchanted map of the known world. She glanced up when the King was announced, informal than most, and she turned to look, a vixen's smile on her face, a cunning gleam in her jade eyes. "Your Highness," she said to him and approached with a sway to her hips, reaching out to take his hands in greeting. "Forgive the casual first introduction. My time has been more fractured as of late. I hope your journey was well and my servants saw to you?"
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King Renaux of Travére
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The King of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 368
Age: 29
Physical Description: Standing at 6'4 Renaux is an imposing figure. He is well muscled from years of training and he has collected his fair share of scars. His auburn hair is kept short in a military style, and his face is clean shaven. He has a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a smooth brow. His blue eyes are fierce and determined, though there are smile lines in the corners.
Renaux was never supposed to be king he is actually the second son of the now deceased King Voltair. The former king and the crown prince Vyun both died in an a tragic airship crash three years ago much to Renauxs sorrow and anger. Renaux never held any aspirations for the crown and hated the thought of having things given to him. He entered the Académie Royale de le Pégase by winning the yearly tournament while posing as a peasant. He kept up this charade over his years serving with the Royal Air Force reaching the rank of Captain on his own merits.
He may have spent another few years in this guise but with his father and brother dead he was forced to ascend to the throne. Relatively unknown among the nobility Renaux has faced many challenges in the last two years. These turned the young military commander into a king whether or not he will prove to be a good one is still unknown.
Clothes and Equipment: Pretty much whatever he wants he's a king.
The Crown of Wings, and his Bastard Sword.
Clothing changes between enchanted plate, military dress, and casual clothing.
Registered: Dec 3, 2015 18:03:01 GMT -8
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Post by King Renaux of Travére on Apr 20, 2017 18:00:46 GMT -8
The King eyes the Emira as he enters the room, she was young. Not as young as he had been when he'd taken the throne at twenty-two but younger than him now as he was pushing thirty. He was in his dress uniform a long coat over a tunic, with gold trimming. It cut a striking contrast to the Emira's attire and probably said all kinds of interesting things about differences between their two nations. (This but the coat is white.) The king allows the Emira to take his hand and he even gives her a half bow, bending slightly and inclining his head. "There is nothing to forgive I understand the pressures of state and I have enough respect for a fellow ruler to not become a stickler for formality between equals." He straightens and smiles. "Yes your staff has been most amicable and made us feel quite at home."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 23, 2017 21:24:22 GMT -8
"I am glad to hear it," the Emira said with a smile to Ryden. "Please, come in further. Make yourself comfortable," she said and turned to gesture to the innards of her exotic office space, including the enchanted map of the globe set within her floor that seemed to show weather patterns and movements of curious pieces. It seemed to extend all the way to include Isra within it, yet not so far as to include Gauldin on its separate continent.
"Would you like something to drink?" she asked and gestured to a setting that had been placed on on of the tables. "I find Sakandi tea or water to be most helpful during Sakand's hottest hours," she mentioned as she moved to make herself a beverage, her all-but-naked back with its sensuous lines and sleek musculature visible to him from beneath her golden-tanned skin.
And then, she was on to business. "Although I enjoy wordplay games like most courtiers, I find that it is increasingly time-consuming and wasteful when it comes to getting things I truly want," Fairuz said. "So I will be frank, Your Highness. I am interested in cielthierum (or however its spelled)."
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King Renaux of Travére
Dedicated
The King of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 368
Age: 29
Physical Description: Standing at 6'4 Renaux is an imposing figure. He is well muscled from years of training and he has collected his fair share of scars. His auburn hair is kept short in a military style, and his face is clean shaven. He has a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a smooth brow. His blue eyes are fierce and determined, though there are smile lines in the corners.
Renaux was never supposed to be king he is actually the second son of the now deceased King Voltair. The former king and the crown prince Vyun both died in an a tragic airship crash three years ago much to Renauxs sorrow and anger. Renaux never held any aspirations for the crown and hated the thought of having things given to him. He entered the Académie Royale de le Pégase by winning the yearly tournament while posing as a peasant. He kept up this charade over his years serving with the Royal Air Force reaching the rank of Captain on his own merits.
He may have spent another few years in this guise but with his father and brother dead he was forced to ascend to the throne. Relatively unknown among the nobility Renaux has faced many challenges in the last two years. These turned the young military commander into a king whether or not he will prove to be a good one is still unknown.
Clothes and Equipment: Pretty much whatever he wants he's a king.
The Crown of Wings, and his Bastard Sword.
Clothing changes between enchanted plate, military dress, and casual clothing.
Registered: Dec 3, 2015 18:03:01 GMT -8
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Post by King Renaux of Travére on Apr 25, 2017 6:09:50 GMT -8
The king's eyes sweep over the globe, it was similar to the one that he had in his own war room which was connected to the larger one within the Royal Academy. It was fascinating to see that another nation had such a notion to create a magical map that showed the nation in real time and he wondered how they managed it, the one in Gauldin got its information from the wardnetwork that spanned the entire country, did they have something similar? Or perhaps they use scrying spells.
"That sounds wonderful." The king says as he looks around for some place to sit while the Emira prepares the tea. Her declaration that she would actually enjoy word games but would be dispensing with them is met with a polite chuckle and her straight forward broaching of the subject is met with a nod. "I am not surprised Cieltherium is a valuable resource for mages and it seems your fair city has a surplus." There is a slight pause as he considers it. "We do keep a small surplus of the crystal for trade purposes, though we do not trade it in bulk. I am sure you can understand that we do not wish to trade away too much of the heart of our air force."
From a military standpoint, the Gauldish airforce was practically unrivaled within its area of expertise thanks to the power of Cieltherium and Gauldin had never traded any of the larger pieces of the crystals that could be used to make an airship core, only ever smaller shards.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 25, 2017 9:36:01 GMT -8
"It is not my wish to use it for military purposes," Fairuz responded. Tea prepared, she picked up one exotic cup and walked the distance to where he sat, a certain... sway with her step, a certain... warmth to her. There was a quiet chiming that could be heard, no doubt of jewelry bangled around her wrist or ankle, along with the diadem that ran across her brow. She was certainly an exotic and beautiful creature, and she recognized that King Renaux was to her, as well.
"You have perhaps seen our tower, the Tallak ak Ara?" She asked after she had delivered the drink and moved back to prepare her own. "It once had a gem within it that helped the magical spring we are located on to flow abundantly. During the Cataclysm, it was damaged, and its power dwindled. With it, so did Sakand. Then we found a replacement -- a Croerian Water Gem. Have you heard of such a thing, Your Highness?"
Her beautiful back was to him, naked but for the sway of cerulean material that drifted across her skin. From where they sat, the distance sound of a waterfall could be heard, the whisper of a warm breeze through emerald plants, the bare call of exotic birds.
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King Renaux of Travére
Dedicated
The King of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 368
Age: 29
Physical Description: Standing at 6'4 Renaux is an imposing figure. He is well muscled from years of training and he has collected his fair share of scars. His auburn hair is kept short in a military style, and his face is clean shaven. He has a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a smooth brow. His blue eyes are fierce and determined, though there are smile lines in the corners.
Renaux was never supposed to be king he is actually the second son of the now deceased King Voltair. The former king and the crown prince Vyun both died in an a tragic airship crash three years ago much to Renauxs sorrow and anger. Renaux never held any aspirations for the crown and hated the thought of having things given to him. He entered the Académie Royale de le Pégase by winning the yearly tournament while posing as a peasant. He kept up this charade over his years serving with the Royal Air Force reaching the rank of Captain on his own merits.
He may have spent another few years in this guise but with his father and brother dead he was forced to ascend to the throne. Relatively unknown among the nobility Renaux has faced many challenges in the last two years. These turned the young military commander into a king whether or not he will prove to be a good one is still unknown.
Clothes and Equipment: Pretty much whatever he wants he's a king.
The Crown of Wings, and his Bastard Sword.
Clothing changes between enchanted plate, military dress, and casual clothing.
Registered: Dec 3, 2015 18:03:01 GMT -8
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Post by King Renaux of Travére on Apr 25, 2017 19:15:48 GMT -8
Renaux was aware of the Emira's beauty and when he was younger it would have made him feel self-conscious and awkward, with age though he'd become more confident and sure of himself. He could enjoy her exotic beauty and while he wouldn't deny that he felt some slight stirring of desire his heart belonged to Arianne and he'd come to realize that could not and would not change. "My apologies Emira, I did not mean to imply you did. I was a military man before I was king and it is simply where my mind goes first."
Nodding confirmation he listens as he explain about the tower he'd seen on the way into the city, he was well versed in such things and imagined that a crystal was needed as a sort of magical capstone to keep things running smoothly. Rubbing his chin he nods seeing why they would be interested in Cieltherium, while not as powerful as the Croerian gems a large enough chunk of the stone could serve as a suitable replacement. "I've heard of the Croerian gems." He says answering the question as he considers the unasked question.
The king would have to have his mages examine the tower to know for sure but he imagined that a Cieltherium gem large enough to manage the cities magic would need to be at least as large as the ones used to power a galleon, perhaps larger maybe in the magnitude of the one used to anchor the wardnet over Gauldin. Shards of that size were rare and were worth more than the combined wealth of an entire Duchy within his own kingdom. "I see and what are you offering in exchange?" He asks as he sips at his tea.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 26, 2017 6:55:36 GMT -8
"I know," Emira replied, and a gamine smile lit up her lips and eyes as she glanced over her almost-naked shoulder at the King. "I've done a little research on you, Your Highness. I figured it was the best approach given your generous acceptance of my offer to come to the city."
She spoke of the Tallak ak Ara, of the Croerian gems, and then she turned and walked back toward him. She would not be sitting at her grandiose desk, it seemed, but rather on the low sofa that he himself made comfort on. She'd be sitting beside him. Speaking beside him. As equals, in a casual atmosphere. A comfortable one. The world map below their feet continued to move and sway, with ships and sands and people.
"Ah, but... our Croerian Water Gem was taken when Goraia suddenly came upon us. They took it from their tower and into the heart of their country. When Isra came to liberate us from beneath the Goraian fist, I had hoped that the gem might be returned to its rightful place in Sakand... but it has been many months, and I have received little word from the Isran government regarding the gem." It seemed that this particular subject was a passionate one for the Emira. Truly, she was a woman dedicated to her city. If Renaux had done any even superficial research into the Emira, he would know that she'd been a political strong-player in Sakand even before Goraia's sweep into the magical city. Her rise had been under its regime, and with the second crystal gone, she had put into place militant, perhaps, but necessary strategies and policies that instead kept the city creeping forward rather than going backward on its reliance on a crystal.
"I am not one to allow myself or my people to sit idly by and let someone else rescue us," she finally said. "It will be a priority of mine to aide Isra in returning the Croerian Water Gem back to Sakand. I understand that as one of Isra's allies, you may have some sway with the High Lady Naoki. I would like it if you could use whatever influence you might have to help me in that regard... and..."
She laughed gently. "Yes, I would like to trade for the Cieltherium. You have heard of the properties of Sakandi water? I can trade you unadulterated, purified Sakandi water... but I know that even that will not be enough. I would like to know your price, King Renaux."
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King Renaux of Travére
Dedicated
The King of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 368
Age: 29
Physical Description: Standing at 6'4 Renaux is an imposing figure. He is well muscled from years of training and he has collected his fair share of scars. His auburn hair is kept short in a military style, and his face is clean shaven. He has a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a smooth brow. His blue eyes are fierce and determined, though there are smile lines in the corners.
Renaux was never supposed to be king he is actually the second son of the now deceased King Voltair. The former king and the crown prince Vyun both died in an a tragic airship crash three years ago much to Renauxs sorrow and anger. Renaux never held any aspirations for the crown and hated the thought of having things given to him. He entered the Académie Royale de le Pégase by winning the yearly tournament while posing as a peasant. He kept up this charade over his years serving with the Royal Air Force reaching the rank of Captain on his own merits.
He may have spent another few years in this guise but with his father and brother dead he was forced to ascend to the throne. Relatively unknown among the nobility Renaux has faced many challenges in the last two years. These turned the young military commander into a king whether or not he will prove to be a good one is still unknown.
Clothes and Equipment: Pretty much whatever he wants he's a king.
The Crown of Wings, and his Bastard Sword.
Clothing changes between enchanted plate, military dress, and casual clothing.
Registered: Dec 3, 2015 18:03:01 GMT -8
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Post by King Renaux of Travére on Apr 26, 2017 7:50:34 GMT -8
Renaux turns slightly to the side so he can more comfortably face the Emira listening to her as she explains the events surrounding the Croerian water gem. These events were known to him since the person who was at the conflux of these events was at present married to one of his Counts in Nireal. Indeed, it appears that he knew slightly more than the Emira herself as she was unaware of the decided upon fate of the gems by their rightful owner. He wondered why Naoki was keeping that from the Emira and had to assume it was because the woman's reaction to learning the precious gem was slated for destruction would produce unknowable results.
Still, he had to wonder that the Emira was so determined to see the gem returned when she'd been working so hard to see her people and her city thrive without it. Sipping at his tea he considers the two things she is asking of him, Cieltherium and a political favor. Both were quite valuable as asking for a king's intercession even where his authority was not absolute was still not something to discount. At present, she was offering Sakandi water of which he knew had not insignificant value, he didn't know what was fact and what was fiction when it came to the magical liquid but she was right nothing he heard suggested it was as valuable as the crystals, if for no other reason than it was far easier to aquire.
The ball was thrust into his court and he considers what the Emira had that his kingdom wanted. Spices, perhaps but even such a valuable luxury paled in comparison to Cieltherium. Political marriage perhaps? Have the Emira marry her eldest daughter to his son should such a girl be born? But no, while his own arranged marriage had worked out well he wouldn't feel right promising his son to someone yet to be born, even if it could, in theory, give his future bloodline a claim to all of Sakand. Gold, of course, was preposterous the quantity the Emira would have to ship could potentially bankrupt her nation if a single ship was lost. That left Sakand's unique magic the Djinn, the bloodline based magics could prove quite potent if properly studied at the Academy. "To get a feel for what I should ask for, I first need to know exactly how much Cieltherium you are looking to acquire Emira."
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Post by Deleted on May 3, 2017 11:41:47 GMT -8
"Fair," the Emira said, and drank some of her tea. She ruminated on how to answer him, not sure if she wanted to put all of her cards on the table. She was wary of him. A married man -- and one rumored to be besotted with his wife -- needed a different set of tools from a woman like Fairuz.
"In the spirit of honesty, I will tell you then." She slipped off the sofa where she had sat beside him, the light scent of jasmine a ghost behind her as she moved toward the map that was on her floor and gestured with a crook of her finger that he follow. It was a flirtatious gesture, but sometimes... well, sometimes the gorgeous Emira just couldn't help it.
"Let me show you what I plan," the Emira said, and gestured down to the map in the step-down circle in the center of her office.
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King Renaux of Travére
Dedicated
The King of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 368
Age: 29
Physical Description: Standing at 6'4 Renaux is an imposing figure. He is well muscled from years of training and he has collected his fair share of scars. His auburn hair is kept short in a military style, and his face is clean shaven. He has a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a smooth brow. His blue eyes are fierce and determined, though there are smile lines in the corners.
Renaux was never supposed to be king he is actually the second son of the now deceased King Voltair. The former king and the crown prince Vyun both died in an a tragic airship crash three years ago much to Renauxs sorrow and anger. Renaux never held any aspirations for the crown and hated the thought of having things given to him. He entered the Académie Royale de le Pégase by winning the yearly tournament while posing as a peasant. He kept up this charade over his years serving with the Royal Air Force reaching the rank of Captain on his own merits.
He may have spent another few years in this guise but with his father and brother dead he was forced to ascend to the throne. Relatively unknown among the nobility Renaux has faced many challenges in the last two years. These turned the young military commander into a king whether or not he will prove to be a good one is still unknown.
Clothes and Equipment: Pretty much whatever he wants he's a king.
The Crown of Wings, and his Bastard Sword.
Clothing changes between enchanted plate, military dress, and casual clothing.
Registered: Dec 3, 2015 18:03:01 GMT -8
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Post by King Renaux of Travére on May 3, 2017 16:23:02 GMT -8
The Emira's obvious reticence in telling him her requirements gets a twinge of curiosity to stir in his chest. If the quantity needed was so sensitive how much had she planned to ask for? Hmm, curious. Setting his tea aside he gets to his feet and follows her down to the map wondering just where this all was going. He remains silent though, he'd learned early in his career that it is better to conserve words when you are a king instead of spending them freely.
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Post by Deleted on May 3, 2017 16:51:03 GMT -8
She waved her hand over the map that was down below them, and the figures and images changed, focusing in on Sakand that looked like an exact mini-model of the city, complete with floating lights. Yet, the map's focus shifted westward, to a place outside of Sakand yet still visible from the city walls.
There was a camp there, and a lake. And as they watched, the lake began to grow out towards the west. "Sakand is a growing city," the Emira said, her words as enchanting as a spell with her exotic accent. "But we need more if we are to survive, and more so than that, the Sorala needs more. I have put my best majes and men on creating a river to run from Sakand into the west -- into a desert that sorely needs to the water and the fertile land....
"... But it is a river sustained on magic, at least for now until my majes can figure a way to make it permanent. Your stone... it can hold magic, yes?"
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King Renaux of Travére
Dedicated
The King of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 368
Age: 29
Physical Description: Standing at 6'4 Renaux is an imposing figure. He is well muscled from years of training and he has collected his fair share of scars. His auburn hair is kept short in a military style, and his face is clean shaven. He has a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a smooth brow. His blue eyes are fierce and determined, though there are smile lines in the corners.
Renaux was never supposed to be king he is actually the second son of the now deceased King Voltair. The former king and the crown prince Vyun both died in an a tragic airship crash three years ago much to Renauxs sorrow and anger. Renaux never held any aspirations for the crown and hated the thought of having things given to him. He entered the Académie Royale de le Pégase by winning the yearly tournament while posing as a peasant. He kept up this charade over his years serving with the Royal Air Force reaching the rank of Captain on his own merits.
He may have spent another few years in this guise but with his father and brother dead he was forced to ascend to the throne. Relatively unknown among the nobility Renaux has faced many challenges in the last two years. These turned the young military commander into a king whether or not he will prove to be a good one is still unknown.
Clothes and Equipment: Pretty much whatever he wants he's a king.
The Crown of Wings, and his Bastard Sword.
Clothing changes between enchanted plate, military dress, and casual clothing.
Registered: Dec 3, 2015 18:03:01 GMT -8
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Post by King Renaux of Travére on May 4, 2017 10:20:21 GMT -8
The king watches the display with a curious eye, hand stroking his chin as he observed the projection of the Emira's plans. She was ambitious she would give her that, the measure of power for any kingdom came to the territory it inhabited. At present Sakand was not a power for its territory was mostly desert and while some useful resources could be gleaned from the sands, it was not in any significant quantity. That meant most of the land Sakand controlled was worthless.
However, if the Emira could bring life to the desert not only would her people be able to flourish and expand the kingdom itself would also gain in power as their territory could be converted to usable farmland. "Cieltherium can hold magic yes." The king agrees absently strolling across the map his eyes raised in curiosity. "But most crystals can do that, Cieltherium ambiently generates magic and holds spells within it far better than any material we've yet discovered. While they couldn't be enchanted to generate water and do so forever without maintenance they would require less general upkeep from your mage's than other crystals. Properly maintained it would be quite possible to create a system of rivers and oases across the desert using Cieltherium to create an enchantment matrix."
The king pauses and looks up at the Emira nodding his head. "I admire what you are trying to accomplish but the amount of crystal you would require would be... considerable. Even though you would only need shards you would need hundreds if not thousands of them and you'd likely want a surplus in case crystals burned out or were used up. The cost of that much Cieltherium would be considerable..." He pauses for a moment and then shrugs his shoulders. "10% of all tax revenues from new land gained from use of these crystals, a regular supply of Sakandi water, and at least a dozen mages well versed in Sakandi magic for study at the magic Academy in Travere."
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Post by Deleted on May 4, 2017 12:57:42 GMT -8
He spoke about how it would, and the Emira wasn't sure if he was speaking just to speak, or speaking as if he was telling her something that she hadn't already come to on her own -- hence the reason why she was even asking for Cieltherium. She already knew everything he said to her, but Fairuz came to the conclusion that he said the words aloud in order to help with his own processes.
Then, he laid out his price. The Emira slowly circled the map around the other side, her gown lightly trailing behind her. "Mm, but Your Highness, we will not need the Cieltherium permanently -- only until my majes can figure a way where he don't have to use it any longer." Fairuz did not want her city to be beholden to anyone -- hence her want to expand and turn her land fertile, hence her reasons for wanting to get out from underneath Isra's thumb as quickly as she could.
"Five percent, 10 barrels of Sakandi water a month, and four majes," she negotiated back to the king, "and only for as long as we need your Cieltherium, in which then all pieces and shards that remain in tact will be returned, and we will pay a fair price for the shards that cannot be."
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King Renaux of Travére
Dedicated
The King of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 368
Age: 29
Physical Description: Standing at 6'4 Renaux is an imposing figure. He is well muscled from years of training and he has collected his fair share of scars. His auburn hair is kept short in a military style, and his face is clean shaven. He has a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a smooth brow. His blue eyes are fierce and determined, though there are smile lines in the corners.
Renaux was never supposed to be king he is actually the second son of the now deceased King Voltair. The former king and the crown prince Vyun both died in an a tragic airship crash three years ago much to Renauxs sorrow and anger. Renaux never held any aspirations for the crown and hated the thought of having things given to him. He entered the Académie Royale de le Pégase by winning the yearly tournament while posing as a peasant. He kept up this charade over his years serving with the Royal Air Force reaching the rank of Captain on his own merits.
He may have spent another few years in this guise but with his father and brother dead he was forced to ascend to the throne. Relatively unknown among the nobility Renaux has faced many challenges in the last two years. These turned the young military commander into a king whether or not he will prove to be a good one is still unknown.
Clothes and Equipment: Pretty much whatever he wants he's a king.
The Crown of Wings, and his Bastard Sword.
Clothing changes between enchanted plate, military dress, and casual clothing.
Registered: Dec 3, 2015 18:03:01 GMT -8
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Post by King Renaux of Travére on May 4, 2017 18:31:12 GMT -8
Renaux had indeed been talking aloud to help his thought process but also to make it clear to Fairuz he knew just how much she was asking for. Sometimes it was best not to reveal how much you understood, other times it was important to do so, so the other party knows that you know when they are trying to short change you. The king wasn't remotely offended by the counter offer, after all, he'd expected to haggle which is why the initial price had been set so absurdly high.
"Five percent payable for at least twenty years regardless of when you make it permanent, four magi on retainer until my academy has finished studying with them, and one hundred barrels the first month 10 every month thereafter. Additionally, I will have a single person teleportation circle set up wherever you would like within in your city that links back the Académie Royale de l'Arcane and it's library will be open to your magi for perusal in solving the issue of making the enchantments permanent." Renaux counter offers.
The was not a greedy man but while finding a way to make the enchantments permanent could easily take years, it could also just as easily take months. If she wanted to offer less favorable terms than he had to ensure that his country received guarantees that made the exchange worth it. Though he had to play this safe, it would be a disaster if she found out that there was a way to make enchantments on Cieltherium permanent even if it was rather hard to do.
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Post by Deleted on May 10, 2017 20:50:23 GMT -8
"Five percent for seventeen years, exactly, four majes to help the Academy study for ten years, and 10 barrels of Sakandi water every month for seventeen years. I do not need a teleportation circle, nor access to your library, Your Highness," Fairuz said, a little smile on her lips. "This may surprise you, but as the enchanted city of majic, our majes will be able to find the answer within our own hallowed and extensive library halls. We are not without our resources, after all."
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King Renaux of Travére
Dedicated
The King of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 368
Age: 29
Physical Description: Standing at 6'4 Renaux is an imposing figure. He is well muscled from years of training and he has collected his fair share of scars. His auburn hair is kept short in a military style, and his face is clean shaven. He has a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a smooth brow. His blue eyes are fierce and determined, though there are smile lines in the corners.
Renaux was never supposed to be king he is actually the second son of the now deceased King Voltair. The former king and the crown prince Vyun both died in an a tragic airship crash three years ago much to Renauxs sorrow and anger. Renaux never held any aspirations for the crown and hated the thought of having things given to him. He entered the Académie Royale de le Pégase by winning the yearly tournament while posing as a peasant. He kept up this charade over his years serving with the Royal Air Force reaching the rank of Captain on his own merits.
He may have spent another few years in this guise but with his father and brother dead he was forced to ascend to the throne. Relatively unknown among the nobility Renaux has faced many challenges in the last two years. These turned the young military commander into a king whether or not he will prove to be a good one is still unknown.
Clothes and Equipment: Pretty much whatever he wants he's a king.
The Crown of Wings, and his Bastard Sword.
Clothing changes between enchanted plate, military dress, and casual clothing.
Registered: Dec 3, 2015 18:03:01 GMT -8
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Post by King Renaux of Travére on May 11, 2017 14:35:41 GMT -8
"There is an old saying about not cutting off one's nose to spite your face." Renaux says with an arched eyebrow. "The deal you just offered me has the potential to be far less lucrative than your first counter offer if it takes you longer than seventeen years to find your answer. Indeed after that seventeenth year I'd be giving you crystal for free. Beyond that dismissing the offer of access to the Gauldish library is foolish. I am sure your majes and libraries have impressive stores of knowledge but if the answer on how to make water out of magic is in there it seems to me that you'd not need the help of my kingdom at all. It seems like the kind of vital information one would keep track of."
Holding up his hand he forestalls any rebuttal. "Of course, stranger things have been lost to time and it is possible that you are sitting on the answer already and simply have to find it in your scrolls. However, in my opinion, it would behoove you to accept my offer of shared knowledge as it gives you another potential way to reach your intended goal. As for your side of the bargain, the taxation rate is non-negotiable. Five percent, twenty years minimum, and payable for as long as you require cieltherium. I will dispense with the upfront payment of Sakandi water for the similar agreement of ten barrels a month with a minimum time guarantee, though payments will continue to be made for as long as you require cieltherium. I will accept four majes on retainer for ten years with a guarantee that they will be forthright and honest with any questions my mages wish to ask."
The king's voice holds a hint of finality that indicates should she decline this, there would be no further offers. To be fair he was being far more generous and giving far more ground than he had to, the simple truth was that the Emira was bargaining from a position of weakness. The king had what she wanted, nay needed for her plans, while she had little he truly needed or wanted. While she might be able to find something else to use it likely wouldn't be as good as Cieltherium. Still, he saw the benefit in helping Sakand become stronger and more independent especially if they could become an ally and in all honesty, to the king's mind his deal was fair bordering on generous considering how jealously his kingdom hoarded their crystal.
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Post by Deleted on May 13, 2017 7:47:55 GMT -8
The man liked to talk. And he enjoyed talking down to people. Interesting, given what she understood, Gauldin itself was quite isolated and would need to make nice with its neighbors. It seemed that this wasn't the case, however. With a slight taste of disappointment, Fairuz realized that the King of Gauldin might just be as stuffy and snobby as his clothes and cultures would hint him to be. She now did not look forward to meeting his wife, or his children, and felt sorry for the majes that would have to stay in Travere. A cultural barrier was already hard enough, but being spoken down to for a differing perspective on a situation would no doubt be a hard thing for the Sakandi men and women to bear.
Fairuz opened her mouth to say something, given Renaux had come to a close, but the leader held up a very rude hand, no doubt in hopes that it would prevent the Emira from speaking after all of the verbal abuse that he'd put down upon her head. For accusing her of cutting off her nose to spite her face, in her opinion he really didn't seem much farther past her own. An expression of mild irritation set across her brow and her lips.
She waited a beat after he finished speaking... waited three, four, and then rose a hand to her chest.
"May I speak now, Your Highness, or do you plan on interrupting me or taking any more verbal attacks at my person? I thought we were negotiating a business contract between our nations. Is this how it is done in Gauldin? Each side making quips and taking shots at the supposed ineptitude of the other side? Perhaps it is a negotiation technique, to intimidate and make the other side cringe and bow away, thus making the contract beneficial to you. In Sakand, when we come to the table to discuss terms, only the terms are discussed."
And if he tried to speak her, she'd do as he did to her -- hold up a hand to prevent him from speaking.
"We are here to simply and resolutely discuss terms, and nothing else. I tell you what I'd like, and you tell me your price, and then we settle on one. There are no other asides, there are no other assumptions, there are no other low blows or pot shots. If something is offered and declined, then as negotiators and contract builders, we simply make a note of it to ourselves and move on."
She took a breath, her jade eyes having gotten more fiery since she began her speech. Fairuz settled her shoulders and looked at the King.
"May we continue negotiating, or have I ruined Sakand's chances by giving into my irritation?" Fairuz asked Renaux.
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King Renaux of Travére
Dedicated
The King of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 368
Age: 29
Physical Description: Standing at 6'4 Renaux is an imposing figure. He is well muscled from years of training and he has collected his fair share of scars. His auburn hair is kept short in a military style, and his face is clean shaven. He has a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a smooth brow. His blue eyes are fierce and determined, though there are smile lines in the corners.
Renaux was never supposed to be king he is actually the second son of the now deceased King Voltair. The former king and the crown prince Vyun both died in an a tragic airship crash three years ago much to Renauxs sorrow and anger. Renaux never held any aspirations for the crown and hated the thought of having things given to him. He entered the Académie Royale de le Pégase by winning the yearly tournament while posing as a peasant. He kept up this charade over his years serving with the Royal Air Force reaching the rank of Captain on his own merits.
He may have spent another few years in this guise but with his father and brother dead he was forced to ascend to the throne. Relatively unknown among the nobility Renaux has faced many challenges in the last two years. These turned the young military commander into a king whether or not he will prove to be a good one is still unknown.
Clothes and Equipment: Pretty much whatever he wants he's a king.
The Crown of Wings, and his Bastard Sword.
Clothing changes between enchanted plate, military dress, and casual clothing.
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Post by King Renaux of Travére on May 13, 2017 9:37:52 GMT -8
The rebuttal of the Emira is met with a slightly surprised look from the king of Gauldin when she is finished he says in a carefully level voice. "My apologies Emira, I did not mean to insult you. Only to offer some candid advice, though perhaps I did not word it as well as I could have." Composing his thoughts for a moment he lapses into careful thought on how to proceed before finally continuing. "Another reason I spoke as I did was to illustrate that I am aware of my position within this negotiation. Frankly, I found your counter offer of exactly seventeen years of payment insulting, both to me personally and to my country."
Another brief pause long enough for her to offer a rebuttal, though, he still clearly had more to say. He would continue on once she voices any disagreement. "Not to mention the offense you paid in the implication that my own kingdoms magical knowledge may not prove of some value in your project, dismissing that offer out of hand struck me as another insult. Just because yours are more oblique than mine does not make them any less insulting. And if you think or argue that insulting was not your intent, while neither was an insult the intent in my words, as ill-chosen as they might have been, yet you chose to take it. Still, you have my apologies for the inadvertent offense I paid you. I thought we were speaking candidly so I spoke to you with little thought to coloring my words." Another pause, he didn't seem particularly angry and only a bit contrite but mostly just calm and in control, this wasn't about speaking down to her just speaking his mind.
There is another pause as he lets her respond before he moves to the next point he wishes to cover. "If you wish to keep this merely to negotiations, I will focus on that. As I see it, Sakandi water is a luxury but not one my country is currently crying out for. Your magics are interesting and I am sure that the members of my academy would love to discuss the nature of magic with people who have a different perspective, but I don't see this as necessary either. Finally, it can take years for new farmland to turn a profit so the money from the taxation will be a relative pittance for some time. That is how I see the value of what I have asked of you, I say this not to speak down to you but rather to explain how I am assessing the value of what I am asking for."
The king looks at the Emira expectantly his tone again carried no hint that he was speaking down to her, only that he was speaking plainly to her. Indeed, despite the Emira's bruised feelings, the king's tone had never carried a hint of arrogance, contempt, or anything that may suggest that he was trying to insult her.
Unless the Emira decided to cut him off or order him out for that he'd continue on. "Thus far I have given ground easily in these negotiations letting myself be argued down with far more ease than I should because I respect and admire what you are trying to do for your people. However, if we are treating this as pure business; your grand plan requires Cieltherium or something similar, which makes what I am offering a need of yours. While you can only offer me things that my country wants." He pauses and then shrugs his shoulders. "Therefore I feel justified in asking for more favorable terms than what you have thus far given to me as a counter offer."
At this point, there is a change in his tone of voice, in the early discussions his tone had carried a certain warmth in it because he'd found he liked the Emira and her ambition. That warmth is gone, but it's been replaced with a measure of respect. "Seven percent of all taxation revenues from the new land for fifteen years or until you no longer require cieltherium, whichever is longer. Fifteen barrels of Sakandi water a month for fifteen years or until you no longer require cieltherium, whichever is longer. Six of your majes on retainer for ten years or until you no longer require cieltherium, whichever is longer. I will not accept less unless you can give me a reason why I should."
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Post by Deleted on May 13, 2017 10:19:13 GMT -8
"It seems that we cannot stay to the simple discussion of terms, and just terms, so since you have given me more than a few pieces of your mind, Your Highness, I will do the same," Fairuz countered, feeling irritation rise up her spine.
"Had I know that a gracious decline of your offer for a long-lasting teleportation portal that connects the entirety of your powerful, well-populated, well-armed country into my currently challenged yet progressing singular city -- a city that has already been forcefully occupied and annexed twice within the last five years -- might make you feel like you were gravely insulted enough to suddenly remark with low-blows in a bid to lower my self-esteem and make me feel foolish, well--" Fairuz turned to look at him. "I still would have declined."
She did not feel respectfully spoken to, and she did not feel any warmth to his words, though he certainly must have thought that he was being patient and in control. Each syllable that came from his lips seemed even more and more condescending. And finally, at the end of it all, it seemed that her irritation at being insulted by him HAD effected the negotiations, because even though she hadn't offered a return negotiation for his last offer -- and even though he himself had said that the tax was non-negotiable -- Fairuz' words to inform King Renaux that she was offended by him had him now asking for more, upping the tax that had been supposedly non-negotiable, upping the amount of Sakandi water that he said with casual ease was not even needed by his people, and demanding more majes.
It seemed that by the Emira asking for respect, and asking that the negotiations be simply about the terms rather than about opinions and emotions and insults, had resulted in the King pushing for more.
He did not seem to take criticism well, nor verbal warnings. He seemed to do as he liked as he liked it, say what he wanted as he wanted, and when he felt insulted, to push for harsher leverage than where he was. Even if Fairuz HAD low-balled him -- which of course she had, that was what one did in negotiations -- he could have countered with another offer similar to his first. Instead, he'd chosen to stay low, and only after Fairuz asked for respect, did he then choose to press high.
But he was right. His country had the cieltherium. His country had everything, and hers had nothing, and she was the one making the ask. But in this day, in this moment, the hard-working Emira who had had to swallow pill after pill with Goraia, and Isra, found that she could not swallow a pill for Gauldin.
"I think, perhaps," Fairuz said quietly, evenly, "we should end our negotiations for today, and perhaps take it up again the day after tomorrow, Your Highness." She turned, her back to him as she moved to go behind her desk.
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