Ram's Head Saloon [Mod-Sanctioned C/CLT, v4]

[Silver Commonwealth]

''Yeah, you can taste it. In fact, the more people taste it, the better we can know, how good it tastes.''

”Taste what? May I try this human substance?” Asked, VictorNet,curiously.

''Okay? Here you go.'' Cowboy said, and filled a bowl with the soup.

[Kyoki Chudoku]

”I don’t know enough about either of us to say...” For once, she let out a smile. ”Thank you for helping me. I really appreciate it. I...don’t know what’ll become of myself, or even...what I was. But I wish to be...what I want to be. And you’re helping to free me from all that past...madness...”

Violet smiled. It was an earnest smile, born out of kindness, not spite or sarcasm. "You don't have to live in your homeland. I know it sounds bad, but you should just move from there. Find a new homeland. You can make yourself believe it's where you came from."

”Perhaps I can. Or perhaps I can just...try ignore that I come from...wherever I come from. A new...homeland? I’m not sure I can call...either possibility...home. Not now. But...what kind of place would accept someone like me? I don’t have anything...”

”I don’t know enough about either of us to say...” For once, she let out a smile. ”Thank you for helping me. I really appreciate it. I...don’t know what’ll become of myself, or even...what I was. But I wish to be...what I want to be. And you’re helping to free me from all that past...madness...”

"You're quite welcome." Witheare said, smiling. "I am glad to help."

Violet smiled. It was an earnest smile, born out of kindness, not spite or sarcasm. "You don't have to live in your homeland. I know it sounds bad, but you should just move from there. Find a new homeland. You can make yourself believe it's where you came from."

"Violet here is right. You can go wherever, do whatever, be whoever." Witheare said, offering some tea to both Vezurea and Violet.

”Thank you.” Vezurea took a sip. It was...nice. She wasn’t tearing up anymore. ”I...I’m sure there’ll be somewhere I can go. Something I can do. And someone I can become, that is worth it.”

[Low bloods]

"Hmm, I'm glad I am not a cowboy. Sounds too confusing."
Kairi nods giving the pot a stir before inspecting the spoon, her tail reaches over to some bowls and plastic spoons. "It should be done now, huh? Mind if I have a taste?"

''Yeah, you can taste it. In fact, the more people taste it, the better we can know, how good it tastes.''

She made herself a bowl and takes a seat on a counter "Not too bad." she says after taking the first bite. The look on her face was of joy, but she was quiet.

[New Castillan Empire]

”I don’t know enough about either of us to say...” For once, she let out a smile. ”Thank you for helping me. I really appreciate it. I...don’t know what’ll become of myself, or even...what I was. But I wish to be...what I want to be. And you’re helping to free me from all that past...madness...”

Violet smiled. It was an earnest smile, born out of kindness, not spite or sarcasm. "You don't have to live in your homeland. I know it sounds bad, but you should just move from there. Find a new homeland. You can make yourself believe it's where you came from."

"You can always live in Castilla. Like I said: we're a whole six solar systems of cultural variety. Besides, you're rich, no? We've got plenty of leisureful activites, sites, festivals, spas, beaches, environmentally beautiful landscapes, all that stuff! I mean... let's just ask for a moment, what would your dream home be, or where, for that matter? In a beach? A jungle? an urban villa? a castle? a desert oasis?" Celaeno stated excitedly.

"Well, that's what I've been thinking with Mathias... if the military is too much for him to handle, he can always stay here and help me out..." Eliah said in a sultry tone.

"Aw, shucks, yer' lucky y'all get the damn brave soldier, and I get this sad sap cryin' over his missionary pals gettin' their nut on the wrong way." the young gnome girl clad in overalls, a white T-shirt and dirty gloves with bare feet and goggles with a broken lens in one eye, stated as she scoffed.

"Oh, fuck off, you dwarf pendejo! You can't make your own guy happy, what makes you think he'll be better for the likes of YOU!

[Teutonican Empire]

CLUNK.

CLUNK.

CLUNK.

"It's good to be back...wait, who am I kidding? That's a lie..."

Smash fighter reveal card goes here.

Noel had returned. He had a far more ornate, white-and-gold set of armor with the occasional red, accompanied by a golden helmet which covered his right eye and featured a Spartan-esque plume. His metal boots pointed up in a spike at the toe akin the the boots of a jester, and his bulky pauldrons had epaulets sticking out of them. Overall, the armor was rather bulky, which helped to make the short, petite Teutonican look bigger.

[New Castillan Empire]

CLUNK.

CLUNK.

CLUNK.

"It's good to be back...wait, who am I kidding? That's a lie..."

Smash fighter reveal card goes here.

Noel had returned. He had a far more ornate, white-and-gold set of armor with the occasional red, accompanied by a golden helmet which covered his right eye and featured a Spartan-esque plume. His metal boots pointed up in a spike at the toe akin the the boots of a jester, and his bulky pauldrons had epaulets sticking out of them. Overall, the armor was rather bulky, which helped to make the short, petite Teutonican look bigger.

"Hey, amigo, how's things going at the seafood salad bar?" Alejandro jeered as Samuel and the gnome started laughing.

"What, did you get kicked off the set of Lord of the Rings?" Samuel joined as more laughter went on.

"A bit of a splendour look for Halloween, Hercules! And a late one, too!" the Gnome then said as the two conquistadors laughed, to which then the gnome kicked Gonzalo in the leg, causing him to yelp and then handing him a note.

Gonzalo sighed as he activated the magnifier on the visor in his helmet. "...or perhaps that's just his face." He read out, sending another wave of laughter.

"I honestly don't know these people," Eliah said as she was inside her truck. "I'll just be here... if anyone needs ice cream..." She said as she nervously sighed and muttered "or some bandages..."

Celaeno just sat comfortably in her massage chair as she activated it.

[Teutonican Empire]

"Hey, amigo, how's things going at the seafood salad bar?" Alejandro jeered as Samuel and the gnome started laughing.

"What, did you get kicked off the set of Lord of the Rings?" Samuel joined as more laughter went on.

"A bit of a splendour look for Halloween, Hercules! And a late one, too!" the Gnome then said as the two conquistadors laughed, to which then the gnome kicked Gonzalo in the leg, causing him to yelp and then handing him a note.

Gonzalo sighed as he activated the magnifier on the visor in his helmet. "...or perhaps that's just his face." He read out, sending another wave of laughter.

"I honestly don't know these people," Eliah said as she was inside her truck. "I'll just be here... if anyone needs ice cream..." She said as she nervously sighed and muttered "or some bandages..."

Celaeno just sat comfortably in her massage chair as she activated it.

"You do realize that you're an inferior prey species and I could literally eat all of you, here and now? And nobody in here could stop me?" Noel said. He'd start slowly approaching them. "Nobody."

[New Castillan Empire]

"Hey, amigo, how's things going at the seafood salad bar?" Alejandro jeered as Samuel and the gnome started laughing.

"What, did you get kicked off the set of Lord of the Rings?" Samuel joined as more laughter went on.

"A bit of a splendour look for Halloween, Hercules! And a late one, too!" the Gnome then said as the two conquistadors laughed, to which then the gnome kicked Gonzalo in the leg, causing him to yelp and then handing him a note.

Gonzalo sighed as he activated the magnifier on the visor in his helmet. "...or perhaps that's just his face." He read out, sending another wave of laughter.

"I honestly don't know these people," Eliah said as she was inside her truck. "I'll just be here... if anyone needs ice cream..." She said as she nervously sighed and muttered "or some bandages..."

Celaeno just sat comfortably in her massage chair as she activated it.

"You do realize that you're an inferior prey species and I could literally eat all of you, here and now? And nobody in here could stop me?" Noel said. He'd start slowly approaching them. "Nobody."

"Si, but why? What do you benefit from it, pendejo?" Gonzalo said as he held his musket close. "Most citizens of the Empire would probably just taste of chili, tobacco, charcoal, semen or all four."

"Yeah. And if you're going to eat anyone, eat the fucking dwarf first. She's got the most meat on her, though that's not just in an anatomical term." Alejandro joked, only for the gnome to grab a crowbar and hit the conquistador on the back of the head, sending him writhing.

"Y'all better keep yer traps shut 'bout me before I kick yer jaws' off yer hinges and shit down yer' paella-stained throats, ya damned varmin!" The gnome commanded as he kicked the downed conqusitador in the face before turning to Noel. "As fer' you, Kratos, if y'all can eat anythin' of mine, it'd be mah fuckin' keister! Now stop yer' cryin' and take that ol' joke like a man! I couldn't help it, right? If anythin', I'd join you in kickin' in these damned spics!"

"Of course you could eat her keister. Everyone else has done it..." Alejandro moaned as the gnome then kicked him in his abdomen three times and punched him in the nose, sending him bleeding, whilst Samuel backed off and quickly ran to Eliah's truck.

"Amiga, you got room for one more!? Angry midget and hungry space bug is not a good combination!" Samuel pleaded as he banged on the door to Eliah's truck, hand on his sparklock pistol just in case.

"I ain't hearing the M-word, am ah, boy!?" the gnome called out before he kicked Alejandro one last time and grabbed Gonzalo. "Come on, commander dickweed, we got yer' damn ice cream, ah'm real thirsty, now let's ditch this dirty dancin' an' get ourselves some damn toxins!" She yelled as she went into the bar and sat up on a stool with Gonzalo next to her as she took out a bottle of whiskey.

"I am really starting to wonder who invited Yosemite Samantha to the joint. Better yet, what's up with all the random civilians joining in?" Celaeno said as she was still relaxing in her portable massage chair.

[The Rapture Republic]

”Taste what? May I try this human substance?” Asked, VictorNet,curiously.

''Okay? Here you go.'' Cowboy said, and filled a bowl with the soup.

”Hm, I regret to inform you on the favor of this human substance, it’s an awful combination between raw onions and uncooked pigmeat. Not delicatable for your kind to healthy consume on the daily basis. Or perhaps, this some new military MEP, I have not heard of, to keep the carbon-based fill, while participating on an active battlefield, hm?” VictorNet said, sitting the bowl of soup down on a table next to him.

[Maori Empire]

''Okay? Here you go.'' Cowboy said, and filled a bowl with the soup.

”Hm, I regret to inform you on the favor of this human substance, it’s an awful combination between raw onions and uncooked pigmeat. Not delicatable for your kind to healthy consume on the daily basis. Or perhaps, this some new military MEP, I have not heard of, to keep the carbon-based fill, while participating on an active battlefield, hm?” VictorNet said, sitting the bowl of soup down on a table next to him.

"Raw wild plant and uncooked meat? I remember scholars telling me from the battlefield that fighting would get tough and their initial supply of fish supplied by fishermen before mobilisation would either go bad or run out, so they would eat whatever they could." Aroha said. "It does not seem so bad at first to be supplied with well-prepared seafood and for rations, but eventually after a week, it does more harm than good, for then the meal turns bad. Of course, the backup rations of yams and Canarium nuts always fill the warrior afterwards."

[Teutonican Empire]

"A bargain sale of idiots, the lot of that empire." Noel said. He'd sit down at a table and set his helmet down in front of him, then put his feet up on the table.

In walked Lolla, who was dressed in another ornate suit of armor. She wore a heavy suit of armor akin to a lot of W40K stuff (except not ridiculously bulky) in a black and violet color scheme, with a similarly colored helmet reminiscent of a Templar's, aside from the ornate plume added on and high-tech visor. The helmet, however, was carried under her arm. Behind her, was the Empress, who was literally just wearing a simple dark blue dress with a few glowing tron lines, her crown, and black high heels. (See the new picture in her bio factbook!)

"Did you really have to show up- Er, greetings, your majesty." Noel said, his snapping at Lolla cut short.

"Wow, this place is about as lively as I remember it! Hello, Noel." The Empress cooed with excitement.

[The Rapture Republic]

”Hm, I regret to inform you on the favor of this human substance, it’s an awful combination between raw onions and uncooked pigmeat. Not delicatable for your kind to healthy consume on the daily basis. Or perhaps, this some new military MEP, I have not heard of, to keep the carbon-based fill, while participating on an active battlefield, hm?” VictorNet said, sitting the bowl of soup down on a table next to him.

"Raw wild plant and uncooked meat? I remember scholars telling me from the battlefield that fighting would get tough and their initial supply of fish supplied by fishermen before mobilisation would either go bad or run out, so they would eat whatever they could." Aroha said. "It does not seem so bad at first to be supplied with well-prepared seafood and for rations, but eventually after a week, it does more harm than good, for then the meal turns bad. Of course, the backup rations of yams and Canarium nuts always fill the warrior afterwards."

”I suggest, drying out the organic meats with salt for them to last longer and lower the chances of getting good poisoning. But, yes, yams and nuts are delicious, even when not on an active battleground.” VictorNet, replied.

[Maori Empire]

"Raw wild plant and uncooked meat? I remember scholars telling me from the battlefield that fighting would get tough and their initial supply of fish supplied by fishermen before mobilisation would either go bad or run out, so they would eat whatever they could." Aroha said. "It does not seem so bad at first to be supplied with well-prepared seafood and for rations, but eventually after a week, it does more harm than good, for then the meal turns bad. Of course, the backup rations of yams and Canarium nuts always fill the warrior afterwards."

”I suggest, drying out the organic meats with salt for them to last longer and lower the chances of getting good poisoning. But, yes, yams and nuts are delicious, even when not on an active battleground.” VictorNet, replied.

"Well, we usually do try that alot by evaporating a pot full of ocean water over a fire until you get the salt, then mash it using a bludgeoning tool. I haven't really thought of using so much salt that it dries the meat. We hold a belief, really, that too much salt in one take can kill you. That is correct, no?" Aroha said as she finished off the canned bread. "But, all and all, if we had those can things, life could be much simpler. You future people have it easy."

[Low bloods]

Vixen bursts out of the shadows grabbinghimself a bowl of soup "Ahhh, it's good to be back in business!"
Vixen looks around "And business is good as it seems, no more searing migraines, and this time we got food, that's a new one, half the time I have to go to a convent store miles down the road or a various establishment that'll pop up across the street. "

[Imperial Ottoman Caliphate]

Meanwhile, Sultan Mehmet Osmanli entered with two guards resembling janissaries.

"Ah, so this was the supposed multiversal hub everyone was talking about! Olağanüstü!" the Sultan said as he laughed happily, until he saw Celaeno, which made him grow a snarl.

"...though I guess even the most spectacular of things have to have their tidbits of... unwanted filth." He said as he quietly muttered the two last words as he looked at the Queen.

[Teutonican Empire]

Meanwhile, Sultan Mehmet Osmanli entered with two guards resembling janissaries.

"Ah, so this was the supposed multiversal hub everyone was talking about! Olağanüstü!" the Sultan said as he laughed happily, until he saw Celaeno, which made him grow a snarl.

"...though I guess even the most spectacular of things have to have their tidbits of... unwanted filth." He said as he quietly muttered the two last words as he looked at the Queen.

Empress Lune ran up to him (as fast as someone could run in high heels + bonus points for the stereotypical girly run).

"Hello there! I heard nice things from a certain numerically-named subject of mine about you." said the Teutonican empress.

[Imperial Ottoman Caliphate]

Meanwhile, Sultan Mehmet Osmanli entered with two guards resembling janissaries.

"Ah, so this was the supposed multiversal hub everyone was talking about! Olağanüstü!" the Sultan said as he laughed happily, until he saw Celaeno, which made him grow a snarl.

"...though I guess even the most spectacular of things have to have their tidbits of... unwanted filth." He said as he quietly muttered the two last words as he looked at the Queen.

Empress Lune ran up to him (as fast as someone could run in high heels + bonus points for the stereotypical girly run).

"Hello there! I heard nice things from a certain numerically-named subject of mine about you." said the Teutonican empress.

"Hm? Oh, you must be the Queen of the Teutonicans. What a pleasure it is to finally meet you. And yes, I do believe I met a similar-looking comrade who, if I am clear, thought highly of him. Not every day you get to meet a true admirer. But, you know what the book says; 'And the believers, men and women, are protecting friends of one another, they enjoin the right and forbid the wrong'.'" The Sultan said as he lent his hand for a handshake.

"I also overheard you talking shit about those white kafirs over in their little Christian dirt pile, so that makes the two of us." Mehmet laughed as he nodded to the Castillans. "So, what brings you here to a place like this?"

[Teutonican Empire]

"Hm? Oh, you must be the Queen of the Teutonicans. What a pleasure it is to finally meet you. And yes, I do believe I met a similar-looking comrade who, if I am clear, thought highly of him. Not every day you get to meet a true admirer. But, you know what the book says; 'And the believers, men and women, are protecting friends of one another, they enjoin the right and forbid the wrong'.'" The Sultan said as he lent his hand for a handshake.

"I also overheard you talking shit about those white kafirs over in their little Christian dirt pile, so that makes the two of us." Mehmet laughed as he nodded to the Castillans. "So, what brings you here to a place like this?"

The Empress shook his hand with the strength of an average human male, despite her petite build and height of 5'6". "Oh, that was Noel. I think he wants to eat them."

"I threatened to."

"Haha, classic Noel. I came here because it's fun! Seeing the multiverse converge into one area is soooooo crazy."

[Imperial Ottoman Caliphate]

"Hm? Oh, you must be the Queen of the Teutonicans. What a pleasure it is to finally meet you. And yes, I do believe I met a similar-looking comrade who, if I am clear, thought highly of him. Not every day you get to meet a true admirer. But, you know what the book says; 'And the believers, men and women, are protecting friends of one another, they enjoin the right and forbid the wrong'.'" The Sultan said as he lent his hand for a handshake.

"I also overheard you talking shit about those white kafirs over in their little Christian dirt pile, so that makes the two of us." Mehmet laughed as he nodded to the Castillans. "So, what brings you here to a place like this?"

The Empress shook his hand with the strength of an average human male, despite her petite build and height of 5'6". "Oh, that was Noel. I think he wants to eat them."

"I threatened to."

"Haha, classic Noel. I came here because it's fun! Seeing the multiverse converge into one area is soooooo crazy."

"You'd think so, wouldn't you? It's really interesting seeing what happens when multiple realities mingle with each other... you really can never know what will happen next. Sadly, things get a little lackluster sometimes and it bores me. It's the same for every place; what's the point in having fun if nobody is there for you when you're having it?" Mehmet said as he sat down on a couch. "Oh, and Noel, my sahib, if I were you, I probably wouldn't resort to eating them. Their diets would make any being's stomach go wild. Though, looking them in the face makes me queasy enough as it is."

"But, all and all, life is a wonderous thing depending on how you spend it. Take it from me." Mehmet said as he looked over at the sunset. "Sometimes I like to look over my palace and see the sparkling architectural wonder, the bustling and devout peoples, the flags of the Caliphate waving over and take a deep breath, knowing I have created a haven for the displaceds of Earth that the other empires wouldn't accept, one where the word of Allah shall be forever burned into the very core of our culture, one that shall be eternal." He sighed as he looked over to the Empress. "You ever get that feeling? The feeling of satisfaction from the world you have built?"

[Teutonican Empire]

"You'd think so, wouldn't you? It's really interesting seeing what happens when multiple realities mingle with each other... you really can never know what will happen next. Sadly, things get a little lackluster sometimes and it bores me. It's the same for every place; what's the point in having fun if nobody is there for you when you're having it?" Mehmet said as he sat down on a couch. "Oh, and Noel, my sahib, if I were you, I probably wouldn't resort to eating them. Their diets would make any being's stomach go wild. Though, looking them in the face makes me queasy enough as it is."

"But, all and all, life is a wonderous thing depending on how you spend it. Take it from me." Mehmet said as he looked over at the sunset. "Sometimes I like to look over my palace and see the sparkling architectural wonder, the bustling and devout peoples, the flags of the Caliphate waving over and take a deep breath, knowing I have created a haven for the displaceds of Earth that the other empires wouldn't accept, one where the word of Allah shall be forever burned into the very core of our culture, one that shall be eternal." He sighed as he looked over to the Empress. "You ever get that feeling? The feeling of satisfaction from the world you have built?"

The Empress' eyes twinked.

"I do, I do. I remember seeing nothing but wooden shacks and stone bridges out my bedroom window when I was but a girl. I find myself still in awe, starry-eyed like a child, at how the view out my window has changed." She said in a dreamy tone. "As far as I can see are the city lights wrapped around an endless array of incredible towers, the clouds floating by down below, and the stars above."

//This may seem weird but I forgot to mention this in an earlier post: The Empress' dress is mid-upper-thigh length. It's the one from her factbook pic so boob window

[Imperial Ottoman Caliphate]

"You'd think so, wouldn't you? It's really interesting seeing what happens when multiple realities mingle with each other... you really can never know what will happen next. Sadly, things get a little lackluster sometimes and it bores me. It's the same for every place; what's the point in having fun if nobody is there for you when you're having it?" Mehmet said as he sat down on a couch. "Oh, and Noel, my sahib, if I were you, I probably wouldn't resort to eating them. Their diets would make any being's stomach go wild. Though, looking them in the face makes me queasy enough as it is."

"But, all and all, life is a wonderous thing depending on how you spend it. Take it from me." Mehmet said as he looked over at the sunset. "Sometimes I like to look over my palace and see the sparkling architectural wonder, the bustling and devout peoples, the flags of the Caliphate waving over and take a deep breath, knowing I have created a haven for the displaceds of Earth that the other empires wouldn't accept, one where the word of Allah shall be forever burned into the very core of our culture, one that shall be eternal." He sighed as he looked over to the Empress. "You ever get that feeling? The feeling of satisfaction from the world you have built?"

The Empress' eyes twinked.

"I do, I do. I remember seeing nothing but wooden shacks and stone bridges out my bedroom window when I was but a girl. I find myself still in awe, starry-eyed like a child, at how the view out my window has changed." She said in a dreamy tone. "As far as I can see are the city lights wrapped around an endless array of incredible towers, the clouds floating by down below, and the stars above."

"It is absolutely astounding, the very fact that one man can change everything. I too remember a time when the world was so much different. People in the states that today are entire planets within my grasp could have only dreamed of living anywhere close to the utopia I have given them. Your people must be very proud to have a strong and courageous leader such as yourself, I assume." Mehmet commented. "And those who say otherwise; know that they are in the wrong, not you, for if they challenge you, they only do so because you have given them one. No material is ever strong enough to break cultural pride or faith if it has embedded itself in your culture."

A janissary marched over next to the Empress and Mehmet, bringing a box of chickpea falafels as Mehmet took the box.

"Sağol askerim." Mehmet said as he ate one of the balls in the box. "Want one, dear Empress? Specially made by the finest cooks ever birthed from the mighty soil that our god Allah gave us, one worthy of a beauty such as yourself."

(Don't worry, Mehmet may be a vile sex criminal with comfort women and that, but he's semi-gentlemanly in the sense that he won't do anything lewd to a stranger woman, especially one of power; at least this is in the Empress's case because Mehmet wants to make an impression and try to seduce her make sure she trusts him first before he tries anything.)

[Teutonican Empire]

"It is absolutely astounding, the very fact that one man can change everything. I too remember a time when the world was so much different. People in the states that today are entire planets within my grasp could have only dreamed of living anywhere close to the utopia I have given them. Your people must be very proud to have a strong and courageous leader such as yourself, I assume." Mehmet commented. "And those who say otherwise; know that they are in the wrong, not you, for if they challenge you, they only do so because you have given them one. No material is ever strong enough to break cultural pride or faith if it has embedded itself in your culture."

A janissary marched over next to the Empress and Mehmet, bringing a box of chickpea falafels as Mehmet took the box.

"Sağol askerim." Mehmet said as he ate one of the balls in the box. "Want one, dear Empress? Specially made by the finest cooks ever birthed from the mighty soil that our god Allah gave us, one worthy of a beauty such as yourself."

(Don't worry, Mehmet may be a vile sex criminal with comfort women and that, but he's semi-gentlemanly in the sense that he won't do anything lewd to a stranger woman, especially one of power; at least this is in the Empress's case because Mehmet wants to make an impression and try to seduce her make sure she trusts him first before he tries anything.)

"You have such a way with words!" The Empress complimented. She took the falafel, and opened her mouth wide and basically tried chewing it whole -- even making a childish 'homh' sound as she bit down. "Mm! This ish good!" She mumbled with a closed mouth before swallowing the food.

"Lune, my dear Empress, may I take over for a moment?" Lolla interrupted. She had a subtle passive-aggressiveness to her tone. Without waiting for Lune's response, she continued. "Hi, I'm Lolla, Lune's right-hand woman and favorite advisor!"

Lune glanced over to Noel, who nodded and started to creep up on Lolla.

"I think you two could be the best of friends. Now-"

Noel sunk his fangs and carnivorous teeth into Lolla's skull. Lolla froze and squealed in a weak, high-pitched manner.

[Imperial Ottoman Caliphate]

"It is absolutely astounding, the very fact that one man can change everything. I too remember a time when the world was so much different. People in the states that today are entire planets within my grasp could have only dreamed of living anywhere close to the utopia I have given them. Your people must be very proud to have a strong and courageous leader such as yourself, I assume." Mehmet commented. "And those who say otherwise; know that they are in the wrong, not you, for if they challenge you, they only do so because you have given them one. No material is ever strong enough to break cultural pride or faith if it has embedded itself in your culture."

A janissary marched over next to the Empress and Mehmet, bringing a box of chickpea falafels as Mehmet took the box.

"Sağol askerim." Mehmet said as he ate one of the balls in the box. "Want one, dear Empress? Specially made by the finest cooks ever birthed from the mighty soil that our god Allah gave us, one worthy of a beauty such as yourself."

(Don't worry, Mehmet may be a vile sex criminal with comfort women and that, but he's semi-gentlemanly in the sense that he won't do anything lewd to a stranger woman, especially one of power; at least this is in the Empress's case because Mehmet wants to make an impression and try to seduce her make sure she trusts him first before he tries anything.)

"You have such a way with words!" The Empress complimented. She took the falafel, and opened her mouth wide and basically tried chewing it whole -- even making a childish 'homh' sound as she bit down. "Mm! This ish good!" She mumbled with a closed mouth before swallowing the food.

"Lune, my dear Empress, may I take over for a moment?" Lolla interrupted. She had a subtle passive-aggressiveness to her tone. Without waiting for Lune's response, she continued. "Hi, I'm Lolla, Lune's right-hand woman and favorite advisor!"

Lune glanced over to Noel, who nodded and started to creep up on Lolla.

"I think you two could be the best of friends. Now-"

Noel sunk his fangs and carnivorous teeth into Lolla's skull. Lolla froze and squealed in a weak, high-pitched manner.

"Well, charisma is the utmost important thing of being a leader. A warrior who keeps his tongue as sharp as his blades can expect to work his way out of many more battles unscathed, but be honorable with it. A man's greatest gift can also be his curse." Mehmet said with a straight face. "Beauty must be your gift, I presume, even if our perceptions on beauty may differ. I am definitely not the most handsome man in my realm, but it is what lies in your heart and soul that matters."

He looked over to Lolla, who was intrigued by her arrival. Then, as he listened in, he suddenly was surprised when Noel attacked Lolla. He had many thoughts rushing through his mind; Mehmet could either call the guard to restrain Noel or get him off and let Lolla be a major roadblock in his *ahem* advance in relations, or simply let Lolla get chewed up by Noel and run the risk of being dishonorable and non-caring towards the Teutonican monarchy and its' associates.

Knowing that the former would be in the right for the case of an advisor being close to its' monarch, Mehmet sighed as he called in the two guards, who came up behind Noel with lightsaber bayonets on their sparklock jezails ready.

"Stand down immediately and cease harm of our associate's advisor or we will use force!" One of the guards commanded as Mehmet nodded.

[Teutonican Empire]

"Well, charisma is the utmost important thing of being a leader. A warrior who keeps his tongue as sharp as his blades can expect to work his way out of many more battles unscathed, but be honorable with it. A man's greatest gift can also be his curse." Mehmet said with a straight face. "Beauty must be your gift, I presume, even if our perceptions on beauty may differ. I am definitely not the most handsome man in my realm, but it is what lies in your heart and soul that matters."

He looked over to Lolla, who was intrigued by her arrival. Then, as he listened in, he suddenly was surprised when Noel attacked Lolla. He had many thoughts rushing through his mind; Mehmet could either call the guard to restrain Noel or get him off and let Lolla be a major roadblock in his *ahem* advance in relations, or simply let Lolla get chewed up by Noel and run the risk of being dishonorable and sociopathic.

Knowing that the former would be in the right for the case of an advisor being close to its' monarch, Mehmet sighed as he called in the two guards, who came up behind Noel with lightsaber bayonets on their sparklock jezails ready.

"Stand down immediately and let go of our associate's advisor or we will use force!" One of the guards commanded as Mehmet nodded.

Noel launched Lolla into the wall, technically doing what they said. He viciously glared at the guards over his shoulder with his back turned to them.

"Now, now, Sir Mehmet, The Marquis and the Duchess bicker all the time. A little bite to the scalp isn't so harmful." Lune said, giggling.

[Imperial Ottoman Caliphate]

"Well, charisma is the utmost important thing of being a leader. A warrior who keeps his tongue as sharp as his blades can expect to work his way out of many more battles unscathed, but be honorable with it. A man's greatest gift can also be his curse." Mehmet said with a straight face. "Beauty must be your gift, I presume, even if our perceptions on beauty may differ. I am definitely not the most handsome man in my realm, but it is what lies in your heart and soul that matters."

He looked over to Lolla, who was intrigued by her arrival. Then, as he listened in, he suddenly was surprised when Noel attacked Lolla. He had many thoughts rushing through his mind; Mehmet could either call the guard to restrain Noel or get him off and let Lolla be a major roadblock in his *ahem* advance in relations, or simply let Lolla get chewed up by Noel and run the risk of being dishonorable and sociopathic.

Knowing that the former would be in the right for the case of an advisor being close to its' monarch, Mehmet sighed as he called in the two guards, who came up behind Noel with lightsaber bayonets on their sparklock jezails ready.

"Stand down immediately and let go of our associate's advisor or we will use force!" One of the guards commanded as Mehmet nodded.

Noel launched Lolla into the wall, technically doing what they said. He viciously glared at the guards over his shoulder with his back turned to them.

"Now, now, Sir Mehmet, The Marquis and the Duchess bicker all the time. A little bite to the scalp isn't so harmful." Lune said, giggling.

"They... grievously harm each other on a consistent basis? That is... quite odd, but a tradition I had seen before. In the early days of the Caliphate, bribery and assassination were rampant in order to be more influentual and higher up towards my position, but over the years, I had cracked down on such things." Mehmet said. "It was alot of work within the legal system, but in the end faith and etiquitte got to them and they backed down. I'd expect those to act more sensibly around your presence, anywho. If I had viceroyals like them buggering around and fighting like savages, I'd have them immediately sacked and publicly shamed."

"Oh, and how rude of me to forget to thank you for the compliment on my falafel. Fine craft by fine cooks, though I suppose by the looks of you, you'd know fine so well you'd think the word itself loses meaning. I know it would for me." Mehmet chuckled as he had another. "Anyways, I was wondering, madam... do you ever think there's more you could be doing with your life that you can do, but choose not to anyways because of things like faith or time? It happens with me all the time... but I know in the end I shall be rewarded greatly, for Allah will let him beside me in Heaven with my 72 virgins."