Tour of the Elven Imperium (IC/Closed)

[The Selkie]

To: The Selkie

Tal'en'Quessir

Princess Zaihar'lanna Ap Vyshaan smiled at Donald Críonna's words. So he know etiqutee and cortousy good. Perhaps this won't be the worst assignment my nephew has given me. Zaihar'lanna thought. Zaihar'lanna noted also that Donald had been checking her out. Normally Zaihar'lanna would be insulted and annoyed, but she let the matter drop. She was a representive of her people and her house. No need to show a lacking of breeding by throwing a temper tantrum. Zaihar'lanna would allow the man to enjoy her beauty. She would enjoy the fact he would never have more than the ability to look at her. But he does have excellent taste. She thought.

When Donald introduce Marla, it brought Zaihar'lanna back into focus. She then responded. "Greeting Lord Donald Críonna of the Tribe of Louth and Lady Marla Cróimiam of the Tribe of Cork. We have a carriage to escort you to the palace. If Lady Marla requires it, one my aides can assist her." Zaihar'lanna notted that the woman was hurt or crippled by the fact how she walked and used the lance as a crutch. Zaihar'lanna stood and waited to see what her guests would do.

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Celebrature

Gillon was surprised by his guest's request. He knew these visitors where sportsmen, but he never knew that was first thing on their minds. Well he wanted to answer their request, but the royal stables would need some time to prepare horses for the group. Gillon turn to his guest and replied. "Well I can make arrangements to have you look at the stables tomorrow. But until then do you gentlemen want to unpack or unwind?" Gillon figure his guest were tired from their trip and need some rest. Of course he would leave that to his guests. Gillon sat there and waited for them to reply.

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Tal'en'Quessir

Shaavel responded with a smile. "Well it's great to meet you all." Shaavel with his keen Elven senses noted the Wolf and Aidan dislike of him. But that didn't matter for now. He had a duty to perform first. Notting his thoughts, Shaavel continued. "I have some vehicles for your transportation. Please follow me." The Prince and his entourage lead the group to a bunch of SUVs. Two were for the group, one for protection. As Shaavel lead the group to the vehicles, he spoke to the group. "I am sorry I didn't account for animal companions. The SUVs only normal fit Four. I can ride with either one of you and your pet. Either that or three of you all with the wolf riding alone." Shaavel sat there and wonder how they would arrange themselves for the trip.

Críonna nodded. He was used to being called a Lord and most of the other Ambassador Groups were as well, which was highly unusual where he was from.
"Thank you very much, Princess.", he said, nodding with a small smile. It was going better then he initially anticipated. She even offered help for Marla. Maybe she would choose reason over pride, he hoped. He gestured with one hand. "May I humbly ask you to lead the way?"
Marla decided, that her pride as a woman of the Free Lands was more worth, subtly shaking her head towards the aides. If needed, she would hop after them on one leg, but she wouldn't take any help if she couldn't help it.
Críonna bit back a sigh, giving a sad smile instead.

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In Celebrature, the three men exchanged glances.
Their horses in foreign stables, their partnerss... of course they would make sure, that they were alright after such a long trip, it was natural. If one took good care of a horse, the horse took good care as well. None of them liked the idea.
Vigil spoke for the entire group: "Can we visit the royal stables and our horses first thing after breakfast tomorrow morning?", he asked for the whole group. "Until then, its relaxing and unwinding, I guess."
"Sounds like a plan to me.", Tyran nodded in approval, looking over to Gillon for his okay for the plan.

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The five Selkie were a bit impressed.
Mostly, at least. Someone must have screwed up by forgetting about the animals. Maybe it was some of their people, maybe one of theirs, it was unimportant now. They had to arrange themselves with it.
And Fiona knew how to.
The Prince was an eyecatcher, to say the least. Fiona already had a boyfriend and she was planning on keeping him until she at least introduced him to her family. Gwen was without one, at the moment.
So, with a small, devilish smirk, the Selkie grabbed Aidan's hand and dragged him towards one of the SUVs, claiming, that she "had a few urgent questions for him!" The young man was powerless against it and Sio went with her, happily trotting at side, a skip in his step.
Gwen looked after them, Fiona's hips lightly swaying, emphasized by the skirt she wore.
The girl from Silverport then looked over to her welcoming committee. "So, your highness... I think that means us two and Sról."
The wolf wasn't too pleased. He knew, how he would handle this particular situation...

[The Elven Imperium]

To: New Naggoroth

Lord Feren took note of the arriving visitors as they arrived. He noted that difference between the visitors. Two were regal and wore clothing that mark their status. One was dress in the garb of battle with armor on. The others were garbed in clothing of lesser quality which Feren surmised was because they were servants. His suspicion was confirmed when one of lesser garb people came forward and announced the party. Feren noted that style was similar to his race. The Sun Elves. Formal announcement from a lower ranked Elf. Feren noted that. When Lord Garryth spoke his greeting, Lord Feren noted the greeting he use. Learning new language alway intrigued the Archmage. So he hope in the future he could learn more from the Naggorothi. Lord Feren inwardly smiled at Garryth last statement. Ah more Elves that think of themselves as the center of the universe. Maybe my people are related to them. Feren thought as he listen.

When the announcing was done, Lord Feren responded. Normally he would have had a retainer anouch him back. A taste of Sun Elf arrogance to counter theirs, but Feren was suppose to be a friendly host. Not to mention living with his wives had temper older Sun Elf. He had developed the Human term of there was no time this B.S.. Feren smiled and spoke his greeting. "Greeting Lord Garryth, Lady Kyrielle and Lady Yvraine. I am Lord Feren Ap Esamir, Count of Sun Rise, Archmage of 1st Circle and General in army of the Arts. Feren would have continue with the titles but three was enough. Stopping himself from regurgitating titles, Feren continued. "I welcome you on behalf of my Lord and Sha-Coronel Celanor Ap Vyshaan to the Empire of the People. If you will follow me I escort you to the palace."

Feren lead the group to some carriages that were waiting for them. Feren bid Lord Garryth, Lady Kyrielle and Lady Yvraine in with himself in the second carriage. Once everyone was aboard the group moved out and alone a nice paved trail. The route they took was long intentionally so the visitors could get a sight of the Imperial district before reaching the palace. As the move along the path, Feren spoke. "If you have any question on your mind, please feel free to speak. We have sometime before the palace.

[The Elven Imperium]

To: Thaldor

Count Malel Ap Dukan cleared his throat as the Princess and her group made their way to Malel and Selana. When they got up to him, Malel. "Greeting friends. I am Count Malel Ap Dukan. And in the name of my Sha-Coronel Celanor Ap Vyshaan. I welcome you to the Empire of the People." Malel, but continue quickly when his sister gave him a look. "This my sister the Countess Selana Ap Dukan. We are here to escort you to the palace and assist you in your stay here in the Empire." At those words Selana bowed. The Elves then stood by while they waited for their guests to respond.

[The Elven Imperium]

To: Ilha das Tormentas

Esteron bowed a little at the visitors words. Princess Acahualli did not bow, but nodded. Esteron spoke after everyone was done. "It great to meet such beautiful visitors, a leader of a foreign country. I hope I can be special service to you or your wife during this trip." Esteron said with a roguish smile. He had emphasized special in his speech because he like to help the pair in ways more intimate, His word brought a snort from the Princess. She then step forward and spoke with command of the language even Esteron was in shock from. "He want you in a intimate way. But he is a coward with his words. I am not, but I recognized you are mated pair and not available for causal coupling. I will protect you all" The Princess then turn to the Tormie. You are a child but show great promise as a warrior I will show you our ways to you. And yes you may take your companion with you." The princess actually cracked a smile to Tormie.

Esteron trying desperately to remove his foot was his mouth, quickly got on the jeep and beckon everyone to join. "Its a few mile walk to the city. You can either ride with me or walk." The Princess on the other hand wanted to see what the visitors did. She had no problem walking. This was her land, but perhaps the visitors were not up for a walk. So she waited to see what happen.

[Thaldor]

To: Thaldor

Count Malel Ap Dukan cleared his throat as the Princess and her group made their way to Malel and Selana. When they got up to him, Malel. "Greeting friends. I am Count Malel Ap Dukan. And in the name of my Sha-Coronel Celanor Ap Vyshaan. I welcome you to the Empire of the People." Malel, but continue quickly when his sister gave him a look. "This my sister the Countess Selana Ap Dukan. We are here to escort you to the palace and assist you in your stay here in the Empire." At those words Selana bowed. The Elves then stood by while they waited for their guests to respond.

Margaret made a courtsey before she introduced herself. " It's a honor me lord, me lady. I'm Princess Margaret of Londra, Crownprincess of the confederated Kingdoms of Thaldor. My companions Sire Alexander Adler from the Order of St. Alban, Lady Sandra Bergmann, Heiress to the Noble House of Bergmann and last but not least Honorable Sir Theodor Volkov from the bureau of Economy, Trade and Ressources." At each mention the men bowed while Lady Bergmann made a courtsey.
" We're here on behalf of her Majesty after a rather incredible chain of events we would like to discuss certain matters of importance."
'Matters of importance indeed' she thought to herself while they started walking. The crazy chain that caused havoc within the last two months was a splendid understatement, only last week two blocks in Pendragon burned to the ground after a kid developed his affinity for fire. That made the visit only more urgent.

While they were walking Lady Bergmann took a closer look at the skyline that was seen in the distance, in the end she turned to the Countess. " Me lady, one question this skill of artisanship, it must have required several centuries to develop such a level. How long does the empire exist ?" 'If only a bit colder it would be perfect.' she mused to herself.

Meanwhile Volkov looked for anything new, calculating the use it could have for Thaldorian products and there like. Unlike many others he didn't got a problem with the term 'magic' they were living in a country where Dragon soured trough the skies, Shapechangers run free and even Elves were not uncommon, although they never developed such a culture but were stucked within medieval feudalism and tribal culture.

The only not impressed was Sir Adler, as a Knight from the Foly Order of St. Albans he had more important tasks to focus on like guarding the delegation. Also to date there was nothing all to shocking, sure this elves had developed but that were to be expected and there would be times to enjoy the beauty of the city and the country once they were done with the task they were assigned for.

[The Elven Imperium]

To: Pyeon-Gang Ho
(This kingdom is under water but I can work with this)


A old human saying was the best laid plans of mice and men. This what Queen felt when she heard her guests lacked the ability to go underwater and dock with the city. So the Queen thinking fast sent one of her own to meet with it and dock. A beautiful submarine surfaced and docked with the Pyeon-Gang Ho ship. The crew helped Yona and Yun aboard their ship. The crew escorted the group to the Queen who sat in special receiving room. The room had a spell to allow the Queen to breath without water. She and her daughter Vairaesearia sat in nice wooden chairs as they waited for their guest to arrive. When they did the Queen rose along with her daughter. Yona and Yun could notice while the retainers were in uniforms and suits, the royalty were not. Both women wore kelp dresses that barely cover their bodies and only enhanced the physical beauty of their bodies. No one seem to react that their queen and princess where scantily cladded. The queen gestured for the guests to take a seat. There was plenty of nice seats in the room to choose from. Some where wood, some coral, and some were made out of sea shells.

When the guest were seated, the Queen spoke. "Greeting travilers. I am Queen Shaetinuina Ap Tari'en'ear, Queen of Aryselmalyr. I welcome you to my kingdom." The Queen paused for a moment and continued. "This my daughter and heir Vairaesearia. She will help guide you through our kingdom." The Princess then nodded at the group. When princess was done, the queen spoke again. "Before we leave to go to my kingdom. I heard from my retainers you have a child that is sick. If you wish we can cure her with our magic and you can bring her along." The Queen waited to see the reaction on the visitors before she spoke again.

[McNernia]

To: Mcnernia

Faylinor was happy to see his son-in-law. He was good man and good husband for his daughter. In fact he wonder why Silvarianna had not accompany him. It was a question that he was anxious to ask the young king. When Andrew and his brother walk towards him. Faylinor noted that he was rather dour and had the look of lost on him. What happen to him. The Coronel thought as the pair walked up to him.

When they got their they drop a bomb of an announcement on the poor Coronel. The King asked where was his family was. Faylinor was stunned. The was a long pregnant pause while the Coronel sat there confused. They are suppose to be with you. What happen to them? Where my daughter and grandchildren. Faylinor thought frantically. Then after a painstaking moment, Faylinor spoke. "They was suppose to be with you? I don't have them. I haven't seen them in decades." Faylinor than sprang into action. He signal to stop the celebration and call his aides to him. As they gather around him and the royals of Mcneria, The Coronel spoke. "Now please your Majesty. Tell what happen and we will try to find our family." Faylinor said with obvious look of terror is his face.

Andrew wet his lips and he turned to his younger brother for strength and he felt a burning close to his chest. "It was late, she asked to take the children when she got a message from home. The last I saw of them was that there was a plane waiting. It was flown by Sqdrn Ldr, Roger Mullganon and his Copilot was Flt Lt Andrew Creadman. Both men had served a combined 30 years as transport pilots for the Mcnernian Royal Air Force. A combined 15 years flying VIP airplanes. We did not hear a distress call, onboard was Her Majesty the Queen, the Princess of Ildris, Amanda, and her sister, Princess Emily of Griffindon. Also onboard was the lady Wyverngard and Princess nIssa, my brothers lover." He sounded like a man who was speaking a report from a coroner. The man was tired, Fredrick was also tired and he was worried for his nissa. There had been much consternation with the Heir, the Prince and his brother the Soverign. "We dont know what happened." Fredrick said. Looking at Faylinor.

[The Elven Imperium]

To: Constaniana

Marina smiled as her husband embraced his brother. When they were done with their hugs, Marina spoke. "I miss both of you. It's been a long time since I visited Constaniana. I see motherhood and grandmotherhood agrees with you both. It reminds me of your parents Edward. They were a great couple." Marina said with a smile. She then step back a little to introduce a bunch of people that where line up and waiting to meet their uncle and aunt. "Edward. Victoria. I would like to introduce you to your nieces and nephews." Marina then gestured to a Elven woman with brownish hair and quite look. "This is Saelleha our oldest." The young woman bowed in response. Then Marina gesture to a Elven man with a staff. "this our oldest boy. Aldous Alberrat." "Hello" The man said to his aunt and uncle. The surprisingly she gestured to a human male. "This our second son George Percival." George then bowed before his aunt and uncle. Finally Marina gesture to a young Elven woman was standing with barely contained excitement. "And this our youngest Leona." At her name called, Leona burst forth and hugged her uncle and aunt. "Uncle Edward. Auntie Victoria. Welcome." The whole group let out a chuckle at Leona antics. Marina finally spoke again when Leona was done hugging her relatives. "Well as Leona said you're welcome to our land. I hope you can stay long cause we got a whole line of celebrations and family get togethers for you. The family has been dying to meet with Tiberius family for many decades." Marina spoke with a smile.

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Prince Devon was immediately enrapture by the Princess's beauty. He stood there for a moment before duty prominent him back to life. He step and announced himself. "Prince Devon Fenshaw, Crown Prince of this kingdom. It is a honor to have someone from Constaniana here. We of Angaar'usque have always admired your noble kingdom for their knowledge of Steam Tech. It my hope that you will enjoy your trip here. I am at your disposal your highness." He said as he kiss her hand. It was little much, but the prince was enraptured by her beauty.

After the kiss, the Prince stood up. "I know your highness must be tired. Would you prefer to be taken to the palace and rest?" He stood and waited for the princess to speak.

[Haktiva]

Haktiva

The princess was surprised when she heard Maxwell chuckle. She didn't know what he found humerous. But Selessca paid no mind. She was still this man's host. So she had to play the part. When the two converse in Silva, Selessca indeed did not know what they were talking about, but out of courtesy stayed silent on the mater. Then she heard Maxwell ask her question and appoliogize. It brought the Princess back to his attention. Selessca admire the man's honesty and his candor. Selessca felt it was only fair to answer him back with the same honesty. "Well the simple fact is that my brother is engaged at the moment require that another family member greet your party. As for why it was me. I wanted to learn more about Haktiva. All the knowledge I know of the nation is from books and here say of friends who visited your country. I have lots of questions of my own for you ambasidor.But I will only ask them if they will not inconvenience you."

"Inconvenience?", Maxwell asked, smiling incredulously. "Your Highness, it's my job to answer questions. Please, feel free to ask anything you wish.... well, so long as it isn't classified, but I'm not privy to much knowledge of that nature so I don't think it should be much of an issue"

The Ambassador shifted around a bit, adjusting his position and stretching, not quite used to the luxury of the Elven carriage.

[Deckersia]

Ambassador Irons would be sitting in the lounge chair on his Ambassadorial aircraft working on his laptop, and ensuring that he looks presentable. He adjusted his blue tie and removed his Deckersian flag pin, from his pant pocket to pin it to his suit jacket collar. The plane began to descend, the pilot looking back, "Ambassador Irons, we're landing now. Fasten your seat-belt please." Nathan did so and soon after the plane skidded on the runway and began it's taxiing to where the Teno and Empress were awaiting the Ambassador. The plane halted nearby and crews opened the door for the Ambassador and the ladder was put down. The young and well-kempt Ambassador began to approach the Teno and Empress, while doing so he observed the scenery around him in somewhat of an awe, he also admired the uniforms of the people surrounding him. He continued to approach the Teno and Empress, he lightly bowed to the two and greeted them, "I'm graced to have been permitted to represent Deckersia in this trip, and we're graced that you've allowed me to visit this beautiful land."

Teno Youseishu Akihiro and his wife gave a nice bow back to Irons. Once they finished bowing, the Teno spoke. "Oh we are the ones that are honored by your visit. You have given me the opportunity to present my kingdom since the transformation since the Kin-Slayer war. It my hope that will be please with what you see." Akihiro said with a smile. The Teno then gesture to his wife. A human with redish blond hair "This my Empress and wife. Kogo Youseishu nee Eirikson Desiree Dlardrageth Lehmann Hilde" The Empires bowed and smiled. "But you can call me Hilde." Akihiro then turn back to the ambassador. "So Mr. Irons. Is there any particular item you would like to do? A meeting with me? A tour of my kingdom? Or would like to relax in the palace. We have rooms set a side for your stay here." The Teno said as they walked toward a some cars.

Nathan would begin to walk with the couple, clasping his hands together before him and beginning to speak as they walked towards the motorcade nearby, "Well I'd honestly like to rest up a little bit, the ride over here was quite tiring. Also, Prime Minister Swanson wishes to express his condolences in the fact he could not be here. Sadly his son has been given.. well, he doesn't have much longer. He has Leukemia and the treatments aren't ridding of it." He continues on his journey, stopping a moment to observe the land around him and the couple, he adds, "I love this land I must say, it's beautiful. I can't wait for the tour."

[Dyste]

To: Dyste

Nefertari was indeed intrigue by the visitors. When the horned one approach her to kiss her hand. She let him. Normally even touching the Pharaoh without her permission was punishable by death. Indeed several of her guard approach Coriolis when he did take her hand. Nefertari stop them with a look. She enjoy the soft kiss on her smooth skin. It was rather enjoyable. When he was done and announced their names, Nefertari smiled. Sage of Beauty. Very nice Coriolis. I can see why you earn it. Nefertari then followed with her eyes every person that Coriolis announced. She nodded as each was announced. She took mental notes. Well it looks like Reglay and Lysiel are lovely couple. Well I will leave them to themselves. When Sigrin was announced, Nefertari eyes widened in excitement. A quiet one. Well I can fix that. Someone as beautiful as you should not be silent. Even in my presence.

When the introduction where over, Nefertari listen to Reglay words and responded. " I accept your king's words and give thanks to you for them. As for your duty. You will find your stay in my kingdom as an experience you will not forget. I promise as Pharaoh." Those words were not just a promise to her guest, but a warning to her people. Fail to make these guest happy and you would suffer greatly.

Nefertari noted Sigrin shyness and it only made her more desirable in the Pharaoh's eyes. She would like to spend some time with her alone. When Coriolis asked for clothing suitable to the heat. Nefertari smiled. She raised one her hands and servants came forward. When they got in front of the two Dystans, The queen spoke. "These garments will keep you cool and refreshed. They are the proper clothing here. All my people wear clothing similar to this. These one are made with my personage in mind so their finest quality and protected by magic. These clothing will be you cool and refresh from Ra's power. They will also remain clean even in a sand storm. Enjoy my gift. In the servant's arms were a bundle of sheer linen clothing. The clothing was very sheer and would not hide much from the imagination. Only the male garment had thick white linen padding to hide his modesty. The female clothing had no such coverings. It was very sheer, but very soft and lovely blue color. Nefertari sat there and waited to see if the guest took her gift. She would be insulted if they did not take them. The Pharaoh smiled as she thought how each would look in the clothing.

The Dystans noticed the level of power and respect Nefertari received from her subjects. In some ways, it reminded them of their king; in spite of the fact he technically did not have absolute power, he was still widely loved by his subjects, and were willing to follow his every command if he desired it. Granted, he did not have as many guards, but seeing as he was as powerful physically as he was in rulership, he did not need many, if any at all. All four of them knew the king quite well, in no small part due to their relations with his adventuring party, the Black Fangs.

Cori and Sigrin each graciously accepted the gifts; the drow even let a smile escape her lips. In spite of her current outfit, she was no stranger to this sort of thing.The two of them had a history of catering to the needs and desires of foreign nobles and royalty, and were comfortable in such revealing attire. After they were changed, it was clear that Cori's legs were as tanned and muscular as his upper half, and Sigrin had as lovely a figure as Nefertari imagined. Sigrin finally spoke up, her voice a calm and surprisingly confident one, "I thank you deeply for this gift. It is clear your people make fine garments."

Cori was happy to see Sigrin opening up a bit; she was not always this shy around new people, but it was evident she was out of her element, and the kindness of the Pharaoh was helping her ease up. As far as himself went, he was liking this place more and more; perhaps he could invest in some businesses, even get a place here. Money was no object for him; he was the third-richest Dystan, thanks to majority ownership of the main magical research center in the nation. "An elf like myself can get used t'this sort of outfit. I, too have t'give my compliments to the makers of this. Now that we've gotten that settled, shall we continue?" He was aware the Pharaoh had plans for them, particularly for himself and especially Sigrin. Having known the drow for hundreds of years, he knew in spite of her shyness, she too was interested in their beautiful host...

[The Elven Imperium]

To: Page

Vassa

The air was cold and frigid. The wind was whipping through out the area, making an already cold day worst. And of course there was snow everywhere. In the air and the ground. The snow that fell was only a light flurry, not yet a real storm. It actual was a pleasant spring day, by Vassa standards. Still this was cold and anyone not use to 30 degree weather would be very uncomfortable. This was the weather that awaited the queen and her entourage.

Of course this weather did not bother the welcoming party for the Queen. Ice Elves of Vassa had decided to welcome the visitors from Page with a small reception. One the welcoming group was a beautiful Elf with pale skin and white hair. She was dress in rich furs and had the look of someone in charge. The rest of the Elves were a mix of Elven in armor and robes. The group seem unbothered by the snow. They sat there motionless and silent. It was like they a group of beautiful lifelike statues before them.

When Queen Amlyn and her entourage made their way up to the group, one of the group began to move. The Elven woman spoke. "Greeting travelers. I am Crown Princess Vanima'losa. I welcome you to the kingdom of Vassa." She said with a calm tone. The Princess then sat there emotionless as she and her entourage waited for the response from the people from Page.

Vanima'losa

[The Elven Imperium]

Alexis started to object but Selina stood up and cut her off. "If you want to hate someone, hate me. It was my idea, and I'd do it again. It was what we had to do given the circumstances." Alexis shook her head at her like she was crazy. "Don't condescend me. You don't understand. Even after the pro-human side won the civil war, there's still some dislike to humans. I'm not an overly popular royal here, both because of profession and race. The only reason I'm tolerated is because I can never be queen, only Queen consort. But, when we had two daughters, one that looked elven, and one that looked human, that posed a problem. It's not positive who was born first, and people would not want a queen that looks human. There would be unrest, riots, attempts on your life. But an elven queen, they would love that. And they do. She's an icon. And so, in the first five years of your lives, we had to make the hardest choice ever. To split you two up. One to be a queen, one to be an assassin."

Istalosa heard her mother words and her blood began to boil a bit. IT was as much a shock to Istalosa as it was to anyone else. She was normally very calm and collective. Not emotional or prone to anger. Perhaps it was the fact that it was her mothers that involved in the deception to keep the sister apart that made Istalosa angry. Istalosa was close to her mothers. Especially Selina. Selina was very kind to her and always was there to help her. Now her beloved mother was saying she hid the knowledge of her sister so she could become a Queen of Avariel. Something that never really appeal to her. But she was growing into it because she loved her family. Now anger was clouding judgement and Istalosa felt she needed to vent. She looked right at Selina. "So I must be the Queen. Why couldn't I have been an assassin? Why couldn't I have free will to be my own person. You both always said I had free choice. Or was that another lie Mothers?" Istalosa said with a hurt look.

[Demincia]

Selina turned, and while outwardly unaffected, she was hurt inside. Because it was the deal I made to marry Icaria. Oh, but I can't say that now can I. Not while either of them are here at least. she thought. "You do have a choice. You've known about the Order, I've never hid my life from you. If you'd wanted it, you could have asked. Do you think I enjoy this any more than you do? I don't. I hate it all, but it's what's necessary, so it's what had to be done." Alexis couldn't keep quiet anymore. "That's always what it is with you! Whatever you think is best, not what anyone else wants!" she yelled. "You can't ever let anything happen naturally, you have to manipulate everything so it benefits you!" Selina turned on her in an instant and was right in her face, her voice low and angry. "Don't take that tone with me. It may be easy for you to think that I'm heartless and selfish, but it's because you're blind. You don't see that everything I do, everything I've done has been for you and your sister. And you have the gall to stand here and accuse me of not caring about you." Selina paused for a moment before finishing with a hard blow. "If I truly didn't care about how you felt, your little friend there would have forgotten about you years ago." With that, she turned and walked out, her anger reaching a boiling point, and needing to be contained before it overflowed.

[Ilha das Tormentas]

To: Ilha das Tormentas

Esteron bowed a little at the visitors words. Princess Acahualli did not bow, but nodded. Esteron spoke after everyone was done. "It great to meet such beautiful visitors, a leader of a foreign country. I hope I can be special service to you or your wife during this trip." Esteron said with a roguish smile. He had emphasized special in his speech because he like to help the pair in ways more intimate, His word brought a snort from the Princess. She then step forward and spoke with command of the language even Esteron was in shock from. "He want you in a intimate way. But he is a coward with his words. I am not, but I recognized you are mated pair and not available for causal coupling. I will protect you all" The Princess then turn to the Tormie. You are a child but show great promise as a warrior I will show you our ways to you. And yes you may take your companion with you." The princess actually cracked a smile to Tormie.

Esteron trying desperately to remove his foot was his mouth, quickly got on the jeep and beckon everyone to join. "Its a few mile walk to the city. You can either ride with me or walk." The Princess on the other hand wanted to see what the visitors did. She had no problem walking. This was her land, but perhaps the visitors were not up for a walk. So she waited to see what happen.

Tormie blushed a little "Oh well....My real interest is dancing. But I am here to learn new things, with my dear mothers."

"Yes," Luiza replied "My dear Tormie is a spirit dancer for our Beloved Goddess but even they must learn to fight, my dear.

"Does he now?" Valenzeula reacted to what the Princess had to say "Ah the exotic beauty always proves a temptation for men. I appreciate your willingness. And such a day comes you visit our lands, we will offer the same protection to you."

"Ours is a land of vast wilderness dotted by small villages. As it was always meant to be"

"We shall walk the way. We've come this far by boat and foot it's all we need."

[Valorono]

Abe thought to himself at the Sha-Coronel's words, what did he want to accomplish from this trip, he wondered. "Besides re-establishing ties between our respected nations, I'd like to see that embassies are constructed in both of our capitals in order to prevent such a disconnect from happening ever again. Additionally I'd like to re-establish formal trade relations between Valorono and the Imperium, however that can wait till another time." Abraham said with a slightly serious tone, yet much more relaxed from his normal seriousness. "Also I'm looking to make this trip into a sort of vacation, years of constant labor deserve some reward right?" The young Tsar said, smile appearing on his face.

Celanor laughed a little at Abraham's words. "That should be no problem my friend. Technically we never closed your embassy here. You're welcome to restaff it again. As for trade. The trade treaty my father sign with your country is still intact. We can resume trade anytime you wish. We can have our aides work out the details. As for you my friend. I can make this a great vacation for you. I can have one my daughters help give you a tour of the country. Everything will be paid my me and you can enjoy your time here for as long as you wish. Time no a issue to us Elves." Celanor said with a smile. He understood the rigors of rulership. Even he, a Vyshaan had to unwind once and while. He would help his friend have a nice relaxing time in the Empire.

Abe's features eased at the words of the Sha-Coronel, "Thank you friend your offer is much appreciated and accepted, and please call my Abraham or Abe; whichever you prefer. We are all friends here after all" The Tsar said all smiles. Seeing a lull an opportunity to interject Arthan raised his voice before the Sha-Coronel "If you would not mind your majesty, I would like to request a guide myself. I would like to visit my mother in Hueanrum, but alas I know not the way to the realm." Arthan said mocking desperation resulting in Abe rolling his eyes at his Uncles behavior

[The Elven Imperium]

To: The Selkie

Zaihar'lanna responded at Donald words. "Very well. Follow me." The princess stated as she walked at the head of her entourage. She lead the group towards a group of beautiful carriages. There was three. Each carriage seem to made of fine white wood with gold inlay. Four perfectly white horses pulled each carriage. The drivers were dressed in ceremonial armor along with a pair of guards sitting on the carriage. Despite the presence of archaic weapons like swords and bows, the group could also see some modern small arms present among the guards. Zaihar'lanna got in the middle carriage and gesture for the Selkians to follow. Once inside the Selkie could see the beauty of the interior. Their was plush gold interior with seated cushions. There was wine available for the guests. It was the finest vintage of Elven wine, a favorite of Zaihar'lanna. Naturally she would not partake until her guest did.

Once everyone was aboard the carriage caravan took off. The caravan took a scenic root to the Imperial palace. It would take sometime before the group would reach the palace. As they travel, Zaihar'lanna spoke to the group. "Our trip will take some time to get to the palace. If you have any questions you liked answer. I will do my best to answer them." Zaihar'lanna then notice that Marla was still having discomfort. This was being to get to Zaihar'lanna. Despite her lack of empathy to humanity, she still a woman of pride. To have a guest hurt, when help and succor was in host ability to provide was annoying. It attack her pride, which for her race was paramount. Seeing Marla still in discomfort, Zaihar'lanna spoke. "Lady Marla. I have the ability to heal your injury. I can do this so your honor will not be compromised by my aid. Please let me do"Zaihar'lanna spoke. Zaihar'lanna understood pride. In fact her whole offer was out of pride. She would help Marla in a way not to impose on her honor. The only thing she needed was permission.

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Gillon was relieved when his guest agreed to postpone a visit to the stables till tomorrow. "Of Course I'll speak to the Stablemaster tonight." He said with a smile. As he thought what to do next, and idea pop in Gillon's head. "Well we could head to the Hotel. There you could either rest. Have dinner or perhaps drinks?" Gillon felt that was good idea, since he would need to make arrangements for tomorrow and needed time. Also the Hotel would be a good spot for the group to unwind. Gillon waited for his guests response before moving out.

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Shaavel nodded at the Gwen's words and smile. "Yes it does your ladyship." He let her and the wolf climb in the SUV. He sat next to Gwen while Sról sat in the back. The SUV took off heading to a Sun Crown Hotel. It was a hotel well suited for foreign guests. Of course it would take a little while to get there, so Shaavel decided to strike up a conversation. "So Lady Cathlong. What do you think of us Elves so far." He said with a smile.

[The Elven Imperium]

Margaret made a courtsey before she introduced herself. " It's a honor me lord, me lady. I'm Princess Margaret of Londra, Crownprincess of the confederated Kingdoms of Thaldor. My companions Sire Alexander Adler from the Order of St. Alban, Lady Sandra Bergmann, Heiress to the Noble House of Bergmann and last but not least Honorable Sir Theodor Volkov from the bureau of Economy, Trade and Ressources." At each mention the men bowed while Lady Bergmann made a courtsey.
" We're here on behalf of her Majesty after a rather incredible chain of events we would like to discuss certain matters of importance."
'Matters of importance indeed' she thought to herself while they started walking. The crazy chain that caused havoc within the last two months was a splendid understatement, only last week two blocks in Pendragon burned to the ground after a kid developed his affinity for fire. That made the visit only more urgent.

While they were walking Lady Bergmann took a closer look at the skyline that was seen in the distance, in the end she turned to the Countess. " Me lady, one question this skill of artisanship, it must have required several centuries to develop such a level. How long does the empire exist ?" 'If only a bit colder it would be perfect.' she mused to herself.

Meanwhile Volkov looked for anything new, calculating the use it could have for Thaldorian products and there like. Unlike many others he didn't got a problem with the term 'magic' they were living in a country where Dragon soured trough the skies, Shapechangers run free and even Elves were not uncommon, although they never developed such a culture but were stucked within medieval feudalism and tribal culture.

The only not impressed was Sir Adler, as a Knight from the Foly Order of St. Albans he had more important tasks to focus on like guarding the delegation. Also to date there was nothing all to shocking, sure this elves had developed but that were to be expected and there would be times to enjoy the beauty of the city and the country once they were done with the task they were assigned for.

To Thaldor

Count Malel responded to the Princess's words. "It is a honor to meet you your highness." He bowed before her. Then he moved in front of Sire Alexander. "It is a honor to meet you Lord Alexander." He also said bowing. Then he moved and bowed before Lady Sandra. "It is a honor to meet you Lady Sandra." Finally Count Malel greeted Sir Theodor. "It is an honor." Countess Selana also greeted the group. She bowed as well between the different guests.

When introduction where done, Malel responded to the princess. "Well I am sure my Sha-Coronel would be interested. You can make any request through me or my sister." Malel knew any political decision would have to be made by the Sha-Coronel and his government. But Malel and his sister were official representatives of the Empire. So they could take any request down and forward it Sha-Coronel.

When Lady Bergman asked a question about the empire to the Countess, Selana was not surprised. They were after all here to answer question and aid their guests. So with a smile, Selana responded. "Over Twenty-Thousand years. Of course most structures in the Empire are very recent. Only a thousand or two old."

Once Baroness question was answered, Malel spoke. "We have transportation to the Imperial Palace. If you would follow me." Malel lead the group to a lead the group towards a group of beautiful carriages. There was three. Each carriage seem to made of fine white wood with gold inlay. Four perfectly white horses pulled each carriage. The drivers were dressed in ceremonial armor along with a pair of guards sitting on the carriage. Despite the presence of archaic weapons like swords and bows, the group could also see some modern small arms present among the guards. Malel waited for the group to board the carriages, then he sat back to see if the group had any question while the carriages began to move.

[The Elven Imperium]

Andrew wet his lips and he turned to his younger brother for strength and he felt a burning close to his chest. "It was late, she asked to take the children when she got a message from home. The last I saw of them was that there was a plane waiting. It was flown by Sqdrn Ldr, Roger Mullganon and his Copilot was Flt Lt Andrew Creadman. Both men had served a combined 30 years as transport pilots for the Mcnernian Royal Air Force. A combined 15 years flying VIP airplanes. We did not hear a distress call, onboard was Her Majesty the Queen, the Princess of Ildris, Amanda, and her sister, Princess Emily of Griffindon. Also onboard was the lady Wyverngard and Princess nIssa, my brothers lover." He sounded like a man who was speaking a report from a coroner. The man was tired, Fredrick was also tired and he was worried for his nissa. There had been much consternation with the Heir, the Prince and his brother the Soverign. "We dont know what happened." Fredrick said. Looking at Faylinor.

Faylinor listen to his son-in-law's words. Once he was done, the old Coronel spoke. "Summon the Archmages. I see them to seer for me." A aide spoke into a telecystral. A few moments later a portal open and a Elf with robes appeared. The Elf moved before Faylinor and bowed. "What is your wish my Coronel." Faylinor responded. "Find my daughter and her companions." The Archmage produced a small sphere. It look like a solid glass orb. The Archmage spoke some words of Elven and it began to glow. Color began to fill the orb and swirl. After a few minutes it took shape of ocean island. Then the picture changed to a beautiful white haired Elf that Andrew recognized. It was the queen. His wife. The Archmage spoke again. "I have located her. I can open portal there if that is your wish." Faylinor turned to Andrew and spoke. "Do you him to open portal now or wait for more aid."

[The Elven Imperium]

"Inconvenience?", Maxwell asked, smiling incredulously. "Your Highness, it's my job to answer questions. Please, feel free to ask anything you wish.... well, so long as it isn't classified, but I'm not privy to much knowledge of that nature so I don't think it should be much of an issue"

The Ambassador shifted around a bit, adjusting his position and stretching, not quite used to the luxury of the Elven carriage.

Selessca smiled. This would be more pleasant than what I previously thought. Selessca thought. Sitting up a bit so she could lean in to be closer to Maxwell, the princess. "Well I am always interested about your country's people. For one I have heard your people do not place great value on romantic love. Also I heard your people are a race of soldiers. Is any this true? Or is this just hearsay." The princess stated. The princess was pretty sure the answer of her question was yes. After all none of the group show any acknowledgment of her beauty. Not that Selessca was vain or a seductress, but it was well know she was one most beautiful Elves in the Empire. You have to pretty cold to not notice a beautiful woman in your sight. Selessca thought as she waited for her answers.

[The Elven Imperium]

Nathan would begin to walk with the couple, clasping his hands together before him and beginning to speak as they walked towards the motorcade nearby, "Well I'd honestly like to rest up a little bit, the ride over here was quite tiring. Also, Prime Minister Swanson wishes to express his condolences in the fact he could not be here. Sadly his son has been given.. well, he doesn't have much longer. He has Leukemia and the treatments aren't ridding of it." He continues on his journey, stopping a moment to observe the land around him and the couple, he adds, "I love this land I must say, it's beautiful. I can't wait for the tour."

Akihiro responded "Oh I understand ambassador. I too get tired from long trips. Once we reach the palace you will find it quite restful." He said with a smile. The news of prime minister's son caught the Teno of guard. Cancer was almost unknown in the empire. And even then it could be cured. Akihiro spoke up after Nathan spoke. "Well if it not to forward. My people's healers can help your Prime Minister's son. We can actually cure Leukemia with our magic. If you want we can do that now." He spoke with sincerity.

The Empress responded to Nathan statement on hr kingdom. "Thank you we are happy to have you as a guest." Both she and her husband waited for their guest before boarding the motorcade.

[The Elven Imperium]

To Dyste

Nefertari was quite pleased that her guest accepted her gifts. She was even more pleased when they changed to wear the gifts. As each set of clothing was tailor made for both Cori and Sigrin. For Cori the dress was one for a typical male royalty. It did not provide any covering for the upper body, but the magic laced in the clothing prevent both sunburn and heat exhaustion. It also renewed the wearer. The dress was a shear linen that cover his waist and thighs. It was sheer except for the area around the groin. Sigrin wore a dress similar to Nefertari. It was typical long dress of a royal woman. It was made of sheer linen. On the Pharaoh there was covering for her modesty. On Sigrin there was none. Her body glory was on full display for Nefertari and her entourage.

The sight of both Cori and Sigrin before her in the native dresses, made Nefertari very happy. She drank in the view of them both, especially Sigrin. Her eyes flashed with desire towards the Drow. Yes Cori prediction of Nefertari seeking personal time with both Sigrin and himself was most likely a true statement. Nefertari was truly desiring them. It was also no secret that many in her entourage also desired the Drow and Cori. But none would dare try to impose on their Pharaoh. They would have to only enjoy the view and nothing more.

When Sigrin spoke her compliment, Nefertari smiled. "Thank you. I hope you enjoy it." Nefertari gave Sigrin a looked of longing. She had great plans for her. But that would wait. When Cori spoke up it brought Nefertari back to focus. "Of course follow my servants. We have given quarters in my palace." With that a group of servant bowed and gesture the group to follow them into the palace. Nefertari did not follow for now.

The group was lead into a magnificent palace. The walls were made of stone and had weird picture writing on it. Once inside the group was lead to their quarters. Each was lead into a room the size of a large apartment. Each had their own pool for bathing. Each one had a large bed as well. As they group came into their rooms they where greet a group of servants. One of the servants spoke. "These are your room servants. They will help you bathe and dress you. Remember to bathe before dinner." Then the group was left in their rooms with their servants.

[The Elven Imperium]

Selina turned, and while outwardly unaffected, she was hurt inside. Because it was the deal I made to marry Icaria. Oh, but I can't say that now can I. Not while either of them are here at least. she thought. "You do have a choice. You've known about the Order, I've never hid my life from you. If you'd wanted it, you could have asked. Do you think I enjoy this any more than you do? I don't. I hate it all, but it's what's necessary, so it's what had to be done." Alexis couldn't keep quiet anymore. "That's always what it is with you! Whatever you think is best, not what anyone else wants!" she yelled. "You can't ever let anything happen naturally, you have to manipulate everything so it benefits you!" Selina turned on her in an instant and was right in her face, her voice low and angry. "Don't take that tone with me. It may be easy for you to think that I'm heartless and selfish, but it's because you're blind. You don't see that everything I do, everything I've done has been for you and your sister. And you have the gall to stand here and accuse me of not caring about you." Selina paused for a moment before finishing with a hard blow. "If I truly didn't care about how you felt, your little friend there would have forgotten about you years ago." With that, she turned and walked out, her anger reaching a boiling point, and needing to be contained before it overflowed.

Icaria left the room in frantic chase of Selina. When she found her love she ran up to her and enclose her within her wings. "She didn't mean that. She loves you. So does Istalosa. Your a good mother. IF anything I'm the bad one." Icaria said with tears.

Aerotaur had enough. He was tired of seeing his beloved granddaughters and his daughter-in-law fighting. He stood up and spoke. "Alexis. Istalosa. Enough. Your mothers weere doing what they had to nothing more. They love you both dearly. If you want someone to blame. Blame me. Cause I support their decision. Be realistic you two. Do either of you wanted to do the other life. Istalosa did you want to be an assassin. With all that blood. Alexis did you want to be Queen. They tried to give you a life. Yes it wasn't the best, but they did what they could. Now that you know the truth. Embrace it your sisters and my granddaughters. You should get to know each other and stop fighting." After speaking Aerotaur finally began to calm down.

[Demincia]

Selina was still teeming with anger but didn't show it. "No." she said firmly. "You aren't. Don't ever think that. You have no reason to think that. If anyone tells you that I'll kill them." I hope you're happy. You upset both of your mothers. Selina reached down, hands shaking, into a pouch on her hip. She pulled out a small golden orb and held in tight to her chest. It started to glow, and instantly, all of her anger and sadness was gone, replaced with an almost therapeutic sense of calmness. She returned it to its place, and spoke again. "I'm fine now. I needed that."

Alexis didn't really know what to say to her new sister, and they kinda awkwardly looked at each other for a little bit. To break the silence, Grace spoke up. "So uh... Izzie..." she said, instantly nicknaming her sister-in-law. "How uh... How are things?"

[Haktiva]

Selessca smiled. This would be more pleasant than what I previously thought. Selessca thought. Sitting up a bit so she could lean in to be closer to Maxwell, the princess. "Well I am always interested about your country's people. For one I have heard your people do not place great value on romantic love. Also I heard your people are a race of soldiers. Is any this true? Or is this just hearsay." The princess stated. The princess was pretty sure the answer of her question was yes. After all none of the group show any acknowledgment of her beauty. Not that Selessca was vain or a seductress, but it was well know she was one most beautiful Elves in the Empire. You have to pretty cold to not notice a beautiful woman in your sight. Selessca thought as she waited for her answers.

"Ah, I should have known that question would have come up", Maxwell said, shrugging his shoulders and looking away for a moment. "Well I wouldn't say you're wrong about the lack of romance, but in the defense of the Haktivan people, the concept just isn't understood the same way as others would. We acknowledge that there are many kinds of "love"", he said, using air quotes. "The kind you feel for friends, family, all very understandable. You're most likely talking about infatuation and sexual love. I'll be frank and say those are only looked at in economic terms for the most part, unless of course you trust someone well enough to be willing to have a child with them"

The Ambassador took a moment to gauge her reaction before continuing. "And about Haktivans being a warrior race.... well that's not quite accurate either. There are several different ethnic groups that make up the Haktivan people, but most people consider being Haktivan to be a frame of mind, rather than a bloodline, though that kind of nationalism isn't unknown to us. Haktiva has usually known scarcity, and as such she has known a lot of conflict. It wasn't until the Unification about nine hundred years ago that we stopped fighting each other, after the Old Man conquered all who opposed him and his coalition, though the more cynical would say that just meant we'd spill blood outside of the nation. I would argue that my country has much cooler heads leading it as of late, less prone to launching ourselves into wars where we will lose more than we'd gain. That said, military service is compulsory, and Haktivan Mercenaries do pump a lot of money into our economy, perhaps a few of our dogs of war found their way into your conflict?"

Maxwell cleared his throat, covering his mouth with his fist as he did so.