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by Oehiton » Wed Sep 24, 2014 7:40 am
by Myraxia » Wed Sep 24, 2014 8:35 am
Oehiton wrote:
When Major Ranyr Gronid and his people disembark, they are greeted by Tyrsson Beowolf. Eldest son of the President and General of the Berserk Army. Tyrsson dwarfs the average Oehiton by being almost 4 meters in height. His long, curly auburn hair pulled back into 2 long shorter braids and a single longer braid. His emerald green eyes pierce the very heart of a man. And he is missing his right hand from just below the elbow. On his back is a serrated greatsword. Behind him, a dozen Valkyries and half a dozen Sif. "Greetings Major Ranyr Gronid. I'm Tyrsson Beowolf, son of the President and general of the Berserk Army. I welcome you to Valhalla. May you and your people enjoy the stay here. I hope it is one of great pleasantries and prosperity." he then gives the Oehiton salute.
At the citadel, Ranyr will be approached by somewhat shorter woman dressed in simpler clothing and jewelry. Standing next to him as if observing the party "So Myraxian, what do you think of Oehiton hospitality? You seem...at a loss of what to do here."
by Vermandois » Wed Sep 24, 2014 9:15 am
by Oehiton » Wed Sep 24, 2014 9:20 am
Myraxia wrote:Oehiton wrote:
When Major Ranyr Gronid and his people disembark, they are greeted by Tyrsson Beowolf. Eldest son of the President and General of the Berserk Army. Tyrsson dwarfs the average Oehiton by being almost 4 meters in height. His long, curly auburn hair pulled back into 2 long shorter braids and a single longer braid. His emerald green eyes pierce the very heart of a man. And he is missing his right hand from just below the elbow. On his back is a serrated greatsword. Behind him, a dozen Valkyries and half a dozen Sif. "Greetings Major Ranyr Gronid. I'm Tyrsson Beowolf, son of the President and general of the Berserk Army. I welcome you to Valhalla. May you and your people enjoy the stay here. I hope it is one of great pleasantries and prosperity." he then gives the Oehiton salute.
At the citadel, Ranyr will be approached by somewhat shorter woman dressed in simpler clothing and jewelry. Standing next to him as if observing the party "So Myraxian, what do you think of Oehiton hospitality? You seem...at a loss of what to do here."
Casting a sidelong glance at the woman next to him, Ranyr couldn't quite place her face. It didn't look familiar from the dossier he'd been given on Oehiton, but then, he hadn't had long to memorize it. "Your hospitality is certainly... impressive. And your powers of observation are certainly astute - this kind of event simply doesn't happen in Myraxia. "
He offered his hand to the woman to shake. "Allow me to introduce myself. Major Ranyr Gronid, Myraxian Diplomatic Corps. I'm apparently to be appointed Myraxian Ambassador to Oehiton, so I'm here to get to know the place. "
by Oehiton » Wed Sep 24, 2014 9:26 am
Vermandois wrote:A small aircraft landed in the local runway. Prime minister Mees Dircks was onboard the plane. He slowly waked down the stairs, staring at the marvelous city. He also noticed he was relatively short. Standing only 1.8 metres he looked like a somewhat large dwarf. He was greeted and driven to the CItadel where the president waited. Prime minister Dircks was accompanied by 2 elite guards holding pulse rifles and heavy armour covering their entire body.
by Haja-Mishu » Wed Sep 24, 2014 10:31 am
by Lutvikkia » Wed Sep 24, 2014 10:34 am
by Oehiton » Wed Sep 24, 2014 10:54 am
Haja-Mishu wrote:It has been thousands of years since our homeland sank into the depths of the ocean. We are the bastion of an almost extinct culture and for this we are proud.
by Oehiton » Wed Sep 24, 2014 10:55 am
Lutvikkia wrote:The Fifedom of Lutvikkia wishes to extend its hand of friendship and camaraderie. We wish to send an envoy from our nation and an on site Ambassador. With your wishes we will send forth the representatives.
by Haja-Mishu » Wed Sep 24, 2014 12:29 pm
by Lutvikkia » Wed Sep 24, 2014 12:36 pm
by Frezko Islands » Wed Sep 24, 2014 1:56 pm
Frezko as described by a fellow SC nation (Sabalia) in IRC. Circa 2014.
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by Saulteaux » Wed Sep 24, 2014 3:05 pm
"The finest diamonds and platinum within Oehiton for such an honored guest" says Njorn. "You honor us with your presence Queen Regent. My daughter says you enjoyed your approach of the citadel. You and your guards are welcome to stay as long as you wish."
by Oehiton » Wed Sep 24, 2014 6:44 pm
Haja-Mishu wrote:Of course, Haja-Mishu's borders are always open to all
by Oehiton » Wed Sep 24, 2014 6:45 pm
Lutvikkia wrote:As the dark red virtical landing craft touches down, a flight crewman hops out and askes the helliport director for permission to unload the cars. First car is a normal, but armored SUV in the same dark red as the plane. Then followes the limosuine, also in red, followed by an armored pickup truck. All displaying the Lutvikkia flag and the Ambassadors "wreath of peace" flag. Upon arriving at the meeting, an honor guard of four men steps out of the pickup truck rear. Standing along side the limosuine they open the door for the two Drudge. First to step out is Drudge Eallis Amourtal, Representative of Lutvikkia to Oehiton. Another pair of individuals step out of the SUV, each with brief cases. The first one stands aside Eallis and they proceede in. The next to exit the limosuine is Drudge Gayllen Pendenhall. Then the other individual with a brief case stands next to him and they proceede in.
by Oehiton » Wed Sep 24, 2014 6:50 pm
Frezko Islands wrote:Hosrteo Karwail arrived by plane in the city of Valhalla, accompanied with one Frezko Royal Guard.
He left the plane to see the place...
by Frezko Islands » Wed Sep 24, 2014 6:57 pm
Oehiton wrote:Frezko Islands wrote:Hosrteo Karwail arrived by plane in the city of Valhalla, accompanied with one Frezko Royal Guard.
He left the plane to see the place...
Hosrteo Karwail is met by a tall man, nearly 2.5 meters wearing a fine business suit. He is flanked by two Valkyries and two Sif guards. Smiling, the large man says "Welcome to Oehiton my friend, I am Chairman Vaulkner Beowolf, CEO of Oehiton Armaments and son of the President. I welcome you to Valhalla. I hope your visit will prove fruitful. I have a limousine waiting for us. We can head straight to the citadel or we could site see a while if you wish. I am at your disposal." and he gives a respectful bow
Frezko as described by a fellow SC nation (Sabalia) in IRC. Circa 2014.
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by Oehiton » Wed Sep 24, 2014 7:03 pm
Saulteaux wrote:"The finest diamonds and platinum within Oehiton for such an honored guest" says Njorn. "You honor us with your presence Queen Regent. My daughter says you enjoyed your approach of the citadel. You and your guards are welcome to stay as long as you wish."
Beatrice curtsies before Ásboð and Njorn Beowolf at the gesture. "Innumerable thanks, your grace. C'est magnifique! So beautiful!... as is your most gracious daughter, SIGFRÍÐR. she is most patient. I feared my curiosity of your magnificent people would drive her to madness" she jokes.
Giving SIGFRÍÐR a quaint smile.
"You must be very proud of her Ásboð."
She gently waves her hand over the display case, almost to suggest she did not believe what her eyes saw.
Turning to SIGFRÍÐR, speaking while adjusting her hair, dress and shealth.
"I must ask, my dear. How does a northern beauty like you come to speak so fluently? Native Saultecois study both national languages until they graduate secondary education. Foreigners come to spend a great more time in study... yet you appear to be no older than 16? A master of both and I see a kind, yet hard cunning in your eyes."
She squints and loops her arm through SIGFRÍÐRs. Obviously, with no consideration for the princesses' personal space. For a queen Regent, she acts very formal with the royal hosts, too friendly perhaps.
"Come SIGFRÍÐR! Tell me your secrets over dinner and I will show you how we Saulteacois play the games of politics... admittedly, I will also attempt to convince you to visit my son, Prince Stephan d'Chené and I on our lovely island. He is unstoppable on the battlefield and yet I bet one look at you would stop him like molasses in January."
SIGFRÍÐR glances over at her father, clearly unsure of how to properly deal with this unorthodox individual glued to her side.
Beatrice passes Major R.Gronid, momentarily resting her hand on his shoulder.
"You look lost, friend" She smiles and shakes hands.
"Find me inside, I wish to discuss a few auxiliary matters that you may have in interest."
The Saulteaux guards nod to the approaching Myraxian group in acknowledgement. A few share words quietly during the talks. Momentarily easing the tense situation at hand.
by Oehiton » Wed Sep 24, 2014 7:07 pm
Frezko Islands wrote:Oehiton wrote:
Hosrteo Karwail is met by a tall man, nearly 2.5 meters wearing a fine business suit. He is flanked by two Valkyries and two Sif guards. Smiling, the large man says "Welcome to Oehiton my friend, I am Chairman Vaulkner Beowolf, CEO of Oehiton Armaments and son of the President. I welcome you to Valhalla. I hope your visit will prove fruitful. I have a limousine waiting for us. We can head straight to the citadel or we could site see a while if you wish. I am at your disposal." and he gives a respectful bow
Hosrteo was wearing a black suit with a small Frezko flag in its chest. He measured 180 centimeters.
"It's a pleasure, Mr. Beowolf. I would prefer to go ahead to the citadel. Can my guard come with me?"
by Frezko Islands » Wed Sep 24, 2014 7:13 pm
Frezko as described by a fellow SC nation (Sabalia) in IRC. Circa 2014.
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by Oehiton » Wed Sep 24, 2014 7:31 pm
Frezko Islands wrote:"That is not going to be a problem." -Hosrteo smiled, and turned to his guard to tell him about that rule.
by Dyrdlegastaland » Thu Sep 25, 2014 5:19 am
Oehiton wrote:"Of course Master Sigtryggr. In the dream was a large landscape with mountains in the background and forests all around. The open field, the size of a city easily was drenched in blood. I could clearly see Oehiton soldiers fighting a blurry enemy. The enemy's blur was dark and seemed more alien that like one of us." and he points to human looking people "I didn't know who they were but just knew that they were enemies of the S.C. Also, I could see both Huginn and Munin flying around. They seemed almost hateful of this enemy. I rode upon one of our robotic steeds. Axe in hand cutting enemies down. My face injured, missing an eye and ear. Our numbers were less than that of the enemies but we were fighting in such glory that the ancestors would be proud. Then I awoke. A severe pain in my left side. Only to discover that I had somehow developed an open wound. It was as if someone stabbed me with a great sword. And the thing is..in the dream I had a similar wound.I didn't feel fear. Rather...I felt excited and charged." he looks to the Lawgiver and moves his head as if to say what do you think?
by Oehiton » Thu Sep 25, 2014 7:04 am
Dyrdlegastaland wrote:Oehiton wrote:"Of course Master Sigtryggr. In the dream was a large landscape with mountains in the background and forests all around. The open field, the size of a city easily was drenched in blood. I could clearly see Oehiton soldiers fighting a blurry enemy. The enemy's blur was dark and seemed more alien that like one of us." and he points to human looking people "I didn't know who they were but just knew that they were enemies of the S.C. Also, I could see both Huginn and Munin flying around. They seemed almost hateful of this enemy. I rode upon one of our robotic steeds. Axe in hand cutting enemies down. My face injured, missing an eye and ear. Our numbers were less than that of the enemies but we were fighting in such glory that the ancestors would be proud. Then I awoke. A severe pain in my left side. Only to discover that I had somehow developed an open wound. It was as if someone stabbed me with a great sword. And the thing is..in the dream I had a similar wound.I didn't feel fear. Rather...I felt excited and charged." he looks to the Lawgiver and moves his head as if to say what do you think?
"Interesting," says Sigtryggr, "If I mayest try my hand at interpretation: The enemy is blurred, and unknown. Obfuscated and hidden, they could be symbols of the unknown or deciet. The presence of Huginn and Muninn, 'Thought' and 'Mind' in the old tongue, are interesting, as they are not seen in warfare. Their function is to fly the world and bring knowledge back to Óðinn, they are his agents of omnipotence and knowledge. The loss of thy eye is a good thing. One-eyed is a mark of Wisdom and Knowlege. One-eared is trickier symbolism, it would mean thou canst only half-hear, but what that means, I am unsure. Based on thy one-eyed nature in the dream, and the presence of Óðinn's source of knowledge fighting alongside thee, I would wager this battle as a battle betwixt Knowledge and the Unknown, or Truth and Untruth. Thou and thy allies all have strong ties to knowledge, yet the blurred enemy is unknown, against knowlege. It could symbolize a time of learning, but more likely, a fight against ignorance. The presence of the wound and the bloody field mean the battle will not be an easy one, and much would be lost even if the battle to come is not a literal battle. Furthermore, the ignorant shall outweigh the wise, and personal sacrifice will be necessary, as evidenced by the wound."
by Oehiton » Fri Sep 26, 2014 5:17 am
by Lutvikkia » Mon Sep 29, 2014 1:22 pm
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