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Post by Deleted on May 10, 2016 23:27:29 GMT -8
They rider jumped slightly as he was deeping in thought and worry. The rider nodded and spoke with purpose, "Aaedan is under siege. The White City has been taken by undead. Most of our military was inside the walls and is now undead. Aaedan needs support if we are going to stem the tide of the dead and take back the city."
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The Isran Empire
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Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Registered: Apr 3, 2016 10:52:37 GMT -8
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Post by The Isran Empire on May 11, 2016 0:34:29 GMT -8
They rider jumped slightly as he was deeping in thought and worry. The rider nodded and spoke with purpose, "Aaedan is under siege. The White City has been taken by undead. Most of our military was inside the walls and is now undead. Aaedan needs support if we are going to stem the tide of the dead and take back the city." " Really." The man seems somewhat stunned. To hear that there has been an undead... event of some sort, an uprising or ritual or whatever, on a scale large enough to not only besiege, but capture The White City before news even so much as reached Isra (until right up until this moment, of course)... It' s somewhat frightening thing to consider. "W-w-well, that seems like an excellent reason to hold an emergency Assembly meeting. I'm... I'm going to go start that. You. You stay here. Someone will fetch you in a moment. Or maybe two. Or perhaps a half hour, depending on how quickly The Assembly can convene." With that said, the man bustles off. Likely to go alert someone and call the aforementioned meeting.
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Tyrus Sephiran
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Roleplay posts: 142
Age: 42
Physical Description: Blonde, wavy, medium-length hair which is usually tied back in a ponytail with a blue ribbon.
Light blue eyes
6'1"
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a dark blue jacket with shoulder pads over a white dress shirt, black pants, brown leather boots, black gloves, pendant around his neck
Carries a rapier with him along with a defender dagger
6 golden orbs of elven origin with swirls etched into them, given to him by an adventurer years ago that wanted to sell them. At the start of each swirl was a large gem, each orb having its own color. Red, blue, black, green, white, and orange.
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Post by Tyrus Sephiran on May 29, 2016 12:58:32 GMT -8
Tyrus leads the party from Belrow to the Keep hall. Here they would meet with Lady Naoki and others.
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The Kingdom of Belrow
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Post by The Kingdom of Belrow on May 30, 2016 6:08:46 GMT -8
Tyrus leads the party from Belrow to the Keep hall. Here they would meet with Lady Naoki and others. Paralol walked into the keep with his guardians creating a protective circle around him. There polished bronze armor shining. "Very well." Paralol said as he waited for his meeting with this Lady Naoki. "I shall wait here then."
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Empress Naoki
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Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on May 31, 2016 6:29:55 GMT -8
The delegation only needs to wait a handful of moments before Madame Naoki enters the Keep Hall from the doors in the rear. One downside of wearing casual attire around The Citadel would seem to be such that if important dignitaries turn up, one must first change to meet them, hence her delay. However, one with semi-standard human recognition of beauty and appreciation of the feminine form might argue that the wait was well worth it. For this event, Naoki has chosen to wear a crimson, diaphanous number, sleeveless and backless, with Isra’s Sun emblem emblazoned across her stomach. After taking a moment to take stock of the situation, she begins to move forward with confident steps. Artemis follows slightly behind and to Naoki’s right, and as she moves toward the front of the Keep Hall, certain high ranking officials break off from their waiting positions to form a semicircle behind her. For as utterly un-rehearsed as it all is, the effect is rather pleasing. Madame Naoki comes to a stop just before Paralol’s group and nods her head in greeting. Her tail hangs at a roughly 45° angle behind her, swaying slightly, but not otherwise calling attention to itself. She seems completely unfazed by the group’s appearance. But as irregular as it is, she’s dealt with stranger stuff. In a pleasant sort of measured tone befitting to the status she speaks from, she addresses Paralol. “I am Lady Naoki, and allow me to extend our warmest welcomes to you on the behalf of the Isran peoples and government. It’s always good to see more peoples of the world come together in peace.” Here, she pauses. It would probably be polite to allow the figure to introduce themselves and state their intentions before continuing or suggesting that they continue.
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The Kingdom of Belrow
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Post by The Kingdom of Belrow on Jun 3, 2016 18:34:22 GMT -8
The delegation only needs to wait a handful of moments before Madame Naoki enters the Keep Hall from the doors in the rear. One downside of wearing casual attire around The Citadel would seem to be such that if important dignitaries turn up, one must first change to meet them, hence her delay. However, one with semi-standard human recognition of beauty and appreciation of the feminine form might argue that the wait was well worth it. For this event, Naoki has chosen to wear a crimson, diaphanous number, sleeveless and backless, with Isra’s Sun emblem emblazoned across her stomach. After taking a moment to take stock of the situation, she begins to move forward with confident steps. Artemis follows slightly behind and to Naoki’s right, and as she moves toward the front of the Keep Hall, certain high ranking officials break off from their waiting positions to form a semicircle behind her. For as utterly un-rehearsed as it all is, the effect is rather pleasing. Madame Naoki comes to a stop just before Paralol’s group and nods her head in greeting. Her tail hangs at a roughly 45° angle behind her, swaying slightly, but not otherwise calling attention to itself. She seems completely unfazed by the group’s appearance. But as irregular as it is, she’s dealt with stranger stuff. In a pleasant sort of measured tone befitting to the status she speaks from, she addresses Paralol. “I am Lady Naoki, and allow me to extend our warmest welcomes to you on the behalf of the Isran peoples and government. It’s always good to see more peoples of the world come together in peace.” Here, she pauses. It would probably be polite to allow the figure to introduce themselves and state their intentions before continuing or suggesting that they continue. (Sorry for the delay, been studying for semester finals.) Paralol lowered his head respectively towards Naoki. "And us to you my lady. Not...many would accept us...with such open arms. My name is Paralol Vay'kal. I come...on a mission to bring awareness...of our nation. We have been...sleeping for a very long time...beneath the silent desert."
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Empress Naoki
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Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Jun 4, 2016 20:45:27 GMT -8
Madame Naoki nods before responding, “That’s sort of what Isra is about. The whole open arms mentality and such. Anyway, let’s have a seat, and you can tell us of your nation.” Gesturing to one of the long tables, Naoki takes a seat at the head. Artemis takes a position behind and to her right, leaving the remainder of the seats open for Paralol, his guards, and the assembled ministers to seat themselves. She figures that this is as fine a format as any for being introduced to the nation of Belrow. Sitting at the same table and all that. Give the other ministers an opportunity to hear, and if negotiations need to be done behind closed doors, that can happen later. For now, they would learn of the basics of Belrow.
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Ryden Greyiron
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Chancellor of Isra
Roleplay posts: 226
Age: 42
Physical Description: Taller than most at 6'4, with relatively short, steel-grey hair, and a well-groomed, dignified moustache and beard, Ryden Greyiron would have been considered handsome, once upon a time, and still might be by some, but stress and worry has gotten to him over the years, and more than anything, he looks weary. With well-defined, prominent cheekbones, a strong-set jaw, and a proud nose, he looks every part the stately nobleman he professes to be. His dark blue eyes are filled with a solemn and calculative consideration of everything around him. He has the lean and muscular body of a great swordsman not long out of their prime, and his movements show it - they are graceful, yet dignified, confident and determined.
Clothes and Equipment: Ryden is generally only seen in his engraved armor. His armour is an assembly of intricately engraved detail and runic symbols in equal measures. With his long and flowing grey cloak, he creates a distinctive impression of gravitas in all situations. His preferred weapon, a hand-and-a-half sword, is rather unusual. The hilt is worn and weathered with battle, and seems to be ancient, and yet the blade gleams and shimmers in the slightest of light as though it emerged from the flames of a forge only yesterday. The blade's edge is razor sharp, and appears to have never needed sharpening. His armour and sword both possess a degree of enchantment, but the extent of which is unknown, even to him.
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Post by Ryden Greyiron on Jun 5, 2016 0:08:33 GMT -8
Ryden Greyiron took a seat half way along the table on the right-hand side. He didn't know if the people of Belrow were aware of the customary practise of sitting in an alternating fashion, with an Isran, then a guest, then another Isran, but he hoped for the best. Courtesy and decorum were very important in diplomatic conferences like this, and Ryden knew that better than most. This sort of seating plan was a social structure designed especially to provoke conversation and engagement, and usually proved successful.
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The Kingdom of Belrow
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Post by The Kingdom of Belrow on Jun 6, 2016 6:04:13 GMT -8
Paralol watched as the two dignitaries sat at down at the table. Understanding the idea Paralol slowly followed. His body moving slowly and with great purpose. Once seated he turned his head towards each of the members, he had no eyes so a less subtle sign had to be used. Putting both his decayed hands on the table Paralol began to speak.
"Our nation is...very old." Started the nobleman. "Very, very old. Our tale is...a sad one and a warning...as well. Long ago our people lived in a ...fertile land. A great river flowed through our nation. We farmed food on the flood banks and created...art in its name. Yet me where...envious of our neighbors. Greedy. We set out to...conquer their lands. At first we were winning, our knowledge of magic was...unparalleled. We took thousands of miles...of land. Yet it did not last. Superior numbers eventually began to win. We were pushed back...to our own lands. We tried to surrender, they wanted none of it. They wished...to completely destroy us, and they were. Until...only one city remained. Our capital...KalKador. We were placed under siege for years. Our crypts underground larger then the city above. We dug deeper and deeper into the earth, needing...more space for our dead. Until we dug...to deep. We found a creature made of pure energy...it could bend reality around it. Stone, bronze water. All bowed to it and so did we. We thought...it a god. It told us...if we built it a body and gave ourselves to it. We would live forever...and save our people. So we did and this."
Paralol raised his arms to the two living.
"Was our reward. Our souls where now ...separate from our bodies. Transferable from... empty vessel to empty vessel. But...our minds were not our own. The creature had complete control and it was...hungry. Our enemies could not stop us. We destroyed them, we wiped ... them from the face of the earth. All to sate the hunger of our... god who feed on their very souls. We purged almost the entire continent of ...sentient life. Unable to stop ourselves. It was not until the beast was engorged did our greatest seven leaders break free and break the beast into shards. Only then...did we regain our own control. Many of our kind could not...take in what they had done...and went insane or mad. We were slowly losing... our new found will. So Ralakor, our Overlord. Created...an archway in his throne room. Where all the souls of our people...were connected. There he placed their sentient minds. All that was... left was their unconscious part. That's what they are." He waved at the six guards standing quietly at the entrance, completely silent and still. "Mostly empty souls. He then decreed that we would put ourselves to sleep, to await...for life to regrow once more so that we may repay...for what we have done."
He awaited the guests replies. They always were different from human to human.
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Tyrus Sephiran
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Roleplay posts: 142
Age: 42
Physical Description: Blonde, wavy, medium-length hair which is usually tied back in a ponytail with a blue ribbon.
Light blue eyes
6'1"
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a dark blue jacket with shoulder pads over a white dress shirt, black pants, brown leather boots, black gloves, pendant around his neck
Carries a rapier with him along with a defender dagger
6 golden orbs of elven origin with swirls etched into them, given to him by an adventurer years ago that wanted to sell them. At the start of each swirl was a large gem, each orb having its own color. Red, blue, black, green, white, and orange.
Player's online availability : Every Day, noon to 2am eastern us time
Registered: Jun 1, 2015 12:16:03 GMT -8
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Post by Tyrus Sephiran on Jun 7, 2016 15:16:04 GMT -8
Tyrus was also here as he was for every diplomatic event. The Prime Minister listened to the undead nobleman's tale with interest. The grand descriptions left a powerful impression. The rise and fall of the nation intrigued him, but Paralol did mention that his tale was also a warning, which concerned the man. "Sir Paralol, your history is fascinating and unfortunate. This creature of energy you speak of, did shattering it stop it for good? Or is it a threat that still exists in our world?"
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The Kingdom of Belrow
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Post by The Kingdom of Belrow on Jun 8, 2016 21:02:53 GMT -8
Paralol nodded gravely at the three Isrians. "It is indeed a warning." Replied Paralol to the diplomats question. "You must understand...it is not mortal...not in the traditional stance. We gave it a...body. But it is fundamentally...a creature of pure...energy. We were able to break it...into seven shards but we were...unable to truly kill it. So we hid them...across the world. As far away...from each other as possible. Each contains...a section of the great beast. Each section is sentient, and acts like...the beast would as a whole. But extremely less powerful. We have already rediscovered one...in the heart of the land tillers state. It had awakened long before us. It was behind...the great civil war of their country. Controlling the necromancy side of the war from...the beginning. If it were to combine with another...one its kind. We can not tell...the damage it could cause."
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Ryden Greyiron
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Chancellor of Isra
Roleplay posts: 226
Age: 42
Physical Description: Taller than most at 6'4, with relatively short, steel-grey hair, and a well-groomed, dignified moustache and beard, Ryden Greyiron would have been considered handsome, once upon a time, and still might be by some, but stress and worry has gotten to him over the years, and more than anything, he looks weary. With well-defined, prominent cheekbones, a strong-set jaw, and a proud nose, he looks every part the stately nobleman he professes to be. His dark blue eyes are filled with a solemn and calculative consideration of everything around him. He has the lean and muscular body of a great swordsman not long out of their prime, and his movements show it - they are graceful, yet dignified, confident and determined.
Clothes and Equipment: Ryden is generally only seen in his engraved armor. His armour is an assembly of intricately engraved detail and runic symbols in equal measures. With his long and flowing grey cloak, he creates a distinctive impression of gravitas in all situations. His preferred weapon, a hand-and-a-half sword, is rather unusual. The hilt is worn and weathered with battle, and seems to be ancient, and yet the blade gleams and shimmers in the slightest of light as though it emerged from the flames of a forge only yesterday. The blade's edge is razor sharp, and appears to have never needed sharpening. His armour and sword both possess a degree of enchantment, but the extent of which is unknown, even to him.
Registered: Apr 30, 2016 16:46:48 GMT -8
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Post by Ryden Greyiron on Jun 9, 2016 0:20:40 GMT -8
Ryden frowned. This sort of news pitched the ball right in his domain, considering that security was the length and breadth of his job. He refused to believe that a second potentially cataclysmic event loomed after less than a month of employment.
"Well, where are the other shards? Near other civilisations? This could potentially have deadly consequences for us all, which I'm sure you're aware of. And if you don't know the other locations of these shards, what is the method we have to use to find them?"
His hands folding and unfolding in his lap, beneath view, Ryden could already feel the stress coming back to bite him. He thought that the city would be safe, at least for the time being.
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The Kingdom of Belrow
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Post by The Kingdom of Belrow on Jun 9, 2016 0:40:12 GMT -8
Paralol moved uncomfortably in the chair.
"You must...understand. When I say, we have been sleeping...for a long time. I mean...a very long time. The land masses. Are different now then when...we were living. Most of our maps from before...are now useless. We are trying to piece together now. Where the landmasses have moved...but it is a slow...process. Once that has happened. We shall know where they are...if they have not been moved. Although they ...may not change in mass. They may change shape, all to the... whims of the beast that inhabits the metal. It can not increase it size... anymore unless it discovers more of the same material, which is unlikely ..as it was made from the same material as our... buildings and tunnels. That rock is no longer made naturally. Meaning that...if may decieve the living...hiding as objects or a magical nature while slowly devouring...their souls."
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Tyrus Sephiran
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Roleplay posts: 142
Age: 42
Physical Description: Blonde, wavy, medium-length hair which is usually tied back in a ponytail with a blue ribbon.
Light blue eyes
6'1"
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a dark blue jacket with shoulder pads over a white dress shirt, black pants, brown leather boots, black gloves, pendant around his neck
Carries a rapier with him along with a defender dagger
6 golden orbs of elven origin with swirls etched into them, given to him by an adventurer years ago that wanted to sell them. At the start of each swirl was a large gem, each orb having its own color. Red, blue, black, green, white, and orange.
Player's online availability : Every Day, noon to 2am eastern us time
Registered: Jun 1, 2015 12:16:03 GMT -8
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Post by Tyrus Sephiran on Jun 9, 2016 15:47:58 GMT -8
"So there's likely little point to go on a scavenger hunt for them, many may be at the bottom of the ocean now, and it would be bad for us to try to gather them together. We should have this knowledge known to our magi and scholars though. We can hope this won't ever be a problem for us, but we thank you for the knowledge of the shards. If one is ever found we can just secure the area it's in and make sure nobody else can get it." Tyrus nods and makes a note for himself on a serviette. He looks back up with a smile, "Shall we discuss business? What is Belrow looking for from an allegiance with Isra? How far away is Belrow approximately? This would be important information for any trade routes we may want to establish."
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The Kingdom of Belrow
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Post by The Kingdom of Belrow on Jun 11, 2016 21:18:40 GMT -8
Paralol inclined his head in acknowledgement. Now it was time for the real politicking to begin.
"Our nearest border ... is at the southern border ... of the Land Tillers State." Paralol began," We already have ... diplomatic ties with their ... people as well as several trade agreements. As so far as what... we want. That is a multi-prong question. The first of course ... is a deceleration of open ... borders. You shall be given free access... to our lands, and us to yours. The second is of men. Most of our nation lays under... the sands, lost to us all. We need people to help us... recover them, we would do it ourselves but..." He gestured to his undead companions. "We don't have much... in the way of mind power." In return for this we... are willing to trade with you metals ...and such from our mines, which are extensive."
Now it was time for the counter offer...
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Empress Naoki
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Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Jun 18, 2016 3:07:07 GMT -8
Glancing around the table, Lady Naoki comes to realize that none of her coworkers are going to offer a response, and after musing over the proposal for a moment longer, opens her mouth to offer one of her own.
“Well, I see no issue with such open borders and other such mutually prosperous agreements. They will obviously need to be worked out in more detail and ratified by the Assembly, but I’m amicable to the concept. As for the second prong of your proposition…”
She trails off for a moment longer, thinking.
“What all do you mean by that, specifically? What manner of assistance do you require from Isra? Overseers? Labor crews? Assuming that this agreement works out exactly as you might like it to, what all would be involved with it?”
With this said, Naoki steeples her fingers and leans back slightly in her chair, an expression of tempered confusion across her face. She genuinely doesn’t quite grasp what Paralol is getting at, and would appreciate elaboration.
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The Kingdom of Belrow
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Post by The Kingdom of Belrow on Jun 18, 2016 3:49:43 GMT -8
Glancing around the table, Lady Naoki comes to realize that none of her coworkers are going to offer a response, and after musing over the proposal for a moment longer, opens her mouth to offer one of her own. “Well, I see no issue with such open borders and other such mutually prosperous agreements. They will obviously need to be worked out in more detail and ratified by the Assembly, but I’m amicable to the concept. As for the second prong of your proposition…” She trails off for a moment longer, thinking. “What all do you mean by that, specifically? What manner of assistance do you require from Isra? Overseers? Labor crews? Assuming that this agreement works out exactly as you might like it to, what all would be involved with it?” With this said, Naoki steeples her fingers and leans back slightly in her chair, an expression of tempered confusion across her face. She genuinely doesn’t quite grasp what Paralol is getting at, and would appreciate elaboration. "It is...hard to explain to be perfectly honest." Paralol said slowly. "What you must understand is that...there are very few of us that have full...sentience. Those that do are already... working almost twenty four hours a day. One of the... bonuses for not needing to sleep. This means, that we do not have the...intelligent man power... to be able to discover and investigate the last known locations of our buried cities. We have the...manual labor. Just not the... self thinking type. So in a way...we need adventurers to rediscover and ...reawaken our cities."
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Empress Naoki
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Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Jun 21, 2016 5:35:39 GMT -8
Lady Naoki nods thoughtfully, contemplating. This is an interesting proposal indeed, that has been brought to her attention. Belrow wishes to make use of Isra’s minds to uncover the ruins of their lost cities, and wish to provide metals in return.
Lending them this manner of aid in an official capacity would be a somewhat decisive move on the geopolitical stage. It would be helping Belrow grow. It would be assisting them in strengthening themselves. Strength which could in turn potentially be turned against whoever Belrow deems their enemy.
Which isn’t to say that Naoki doubts their motives. But words are easily spoken, and they’ve already admitted to possessing necromancy magics far surpassing that of any Isran mage. Which- again, isn’t necessarily to say that necromancy magics are automatically indicative of malicious intent. But still.
If Isra assists Belrow in earnest, digging up their cities and directly enabling Belrow to strengthen itself, and then Belrow turns about and wages war upon some innocent nation, that would be quite the awkward situation. The sort of thing to get one indicted.
As such, Naoki figures it prudent to proceed cautiously, and get a better image of Belrow’s intentions before committing Isra to anything as serious as what Paralol is requesting. But… how to accurately gauge their motives? All traditional conventions of reading individuals- in which Naoki is well versed, don’t quite work when the other individual is essentially a particularly powerful soul inhabiting a body that wasn’t initially their own and lacks half of its face. She simply can’t read an undead in the same way she can most living creatures.
“Hmm. Isra would most definitely be interested in any such mutually prosperous deal, but what you’re proposing would be a very complicated affair to undertake, both politically and logistically. I cannot commit in earnest without first consulting The Assembly and some of my advisors. Would you be willing to speak on the behalf of your nation at the next upcoming Assembly meeting?”
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The Kingdom of Belrow
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Post by The Kingdom of Belrow on Jun 21, 2016 19:41:38 GMT -8
Lady Naoki nods thoughtfully, contemplating. This is an interesting proposal indeed, that has been brought to her attention. Belrow wishes to make use of Isra’s minds to uncover the ruins of their lost cities, and wish to provide metals in return. Lending them this manner of aid in an official capacity would be a somewhat decisive move on the geopolitical stage. It would be helping Belrow grow. It would be assisting them in strengthening themselves. Strength which could in turn potentially be turned against whoever Belrow deems their enemy. Which isn’t to say that Naoki doubts their motives. But words are easily spoken, and they’ve already admitted to possessing necromancy magics far surpassing that of any Isran mage. Which- again, isn’t necessarily to say that necromancy magics are automatically indicative of malicious intent. But still. If Isra assists Belrow in earnest, digging up their cities and directly enabling Belrow to strengthen itself, and then Belrow turns about and wages war upon some innocent nation, that would be quite the awkward situation. The sort of thing to get one indicted. As such, Naoki figures it prudent to proceed cautiously, and get a better image of Belrow’s intentions before committing Isra to anything as serious as what Paralol is requesting. But… how to accurately gauge their motives? All traditional conventions of reading individuals- in which Naoki is well versed, don’t quite work when the other individual is essentially a particularly powerful soul inhabiting a body that wasn’t initially their own and lacks half of its face. She simply can’t read an undead in the same way she can most living creatures. “Hmm. Isra would most definitely be interested in any such mutually prosperous deal, but what you’re proposing would be a very complicated affair to undertake, both politically and logistically. I cannot commit in earnest without first consulting The Assembly and some of my advisors. Would you be willing to speak on the behalf of your nation at the next upcoming Assembly meeting?” Paralol mind was racing at the cool acceptance of his offer. He had not expected the Isrians to accept his terms so quickly. "I will be able to do more then just that. Our overlord Ralakor is coming to Isra in the next coming days in response to the Aadean crisis and the meeting that was called here. We had sent seven thousand guardians to aid the queen and her last remaining men in retaking the main city. He maybe able to talk to the assembly himself after the meeting."
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Jun 22, 2016 13:31:45 GMT -8
Lady Naoki nods thoughtfully once again.
“Well, I’ll look forward to meeting him, then. That’s going to be quite the event…”
She trails off, nodding thoughtfully to herself as she momentarily contemplates the logistics of the upcoming international summit. However, she snaps back to reality after a moment, again addressing Paralol.
“Well, usually at this point we’d have a feast. Considering that you don’t eat and I just had lunch, I think we can safely skip that portion of the procedure. Unless you’d prefer to, it makes little difference to me. Which would then take us right into either the technical diplomatic talks- the hashing out of our agreements, or the gift exchange. Do you have a preference, or?...”
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