It has been forty years since the Kin-slayer War (Elven Civil War). The Empire of the People since then have spent almost all their time and resources rebuilding their once beautiful nation. The Empire even cut contact with the rest of the world while it concentrated on rebuilding. Now after forty years, the Empire is ready to re-establish contact with the rest of the world. Sha-Coronel Celanor Ap Vyshaan has sent invitations to old friend and allies. He also sent invitations to many new nations in the hope of drawing the attention of nations for trade and diplomacy.
Now the nations began to arrive. Each Elven kingdom that was to be the recipient of a visit had taken the last few weeks to prepare for the visitors. For some of the kingdoms this would be a grand affair. For other more subtle ones. As promised each guest to the Empire was greeted by the royal family of the kingdom they were first visiting. As guest began to arrive, the Elven bugun their greetings.
Mcnernia
Ithil'men (Moonpath) Airport.
Celebrature
The kingdom of Celebrature had decided to greet King Emilion IV with all the grandeur that was fitting one of royal lineage. Coronel Faylinor wanted to welcome his son-in-law properly. The Royal Air Forces had rendouve with the Mcnernian escort group once it enter Celebrature airspace. A squadron of Dragon riders and a squadron of modern jets escorted the Royal plane to special dock at the Moonpath airport. Once the plane landed and taxied in, Elven minstrels began to play the Mcnernian national anthem. A very large and wide red carpet was laid out for his majesty and his entourage. Member of the Celebrature royal guard lined the carpet on either side. The Silver Guard, as the Celebrature royal was also known as, was in full ceremonial army. The guard was sight to behold with its gleaming Mithril armor, shields and weapons. The carpet ended at the other end where the Celebrature royal family waited. Coronel Faylinor stood there along with his entourage and bodyguards. The Coronel was joined by his son Evian, several aids, ministers and a dozen more members of the Silver Guard. Faylinor was dressed in one his finest royal suit. A deep gray suit, with silver buttons, and silver embroidery. This suit was model after Mcnerian royal fashion. It was intended to show the Coronel respect and affection for Mcnernia. His son who stood next to him was dress in fashion of Moon Elf royalty. He wore a exquisite light gray robes also with silver embroidery. The rest of the royal entourage more clothing more simular to the Crown Prince Evian. The look of their clothing was of course of lesser quality when compared to the prince. The guard that near the royal entourage was also outfitted as there comrades next to the carpet. They all wore Mithril armor and carried shields. Two of guard at the ends of the line carried standards. One was the flag of Celebrature. A black crescent moon on a white banner. The other standard was the Silver Guard. Which was a silver full moon with two silver armored elves flanking it, on a black background.
The music continued as the Elves waited for the guest of honor to depart his plane.
Valorono
Grounds before the Imperial Palace
Tal'en'Quessir
Activity had been a buzz at the Imperial Palace for weeks. Imperial guard drilling incessantly in front of the palace. The Imperial family going over their parts in this meeting. The Vyshaan were perfectionist to the letter and nothing was going to make them look bad this day. An old friend and ally nation was sending it leader to the captail. Celanor, The Sha-Coronel wanted everything perfect. The Imperial guard was going to be displayed in full glory before the palace. At least a Divison of the Guard had been detail to this assignment. These troops would be outfited in golden ceremonial armor and be on full display for Tsar. The Sha-Coronel would be there in his finest cermonial armor as well. The Sha-Coronel armor was a gold plated suit of amor that shined like the sun. It was embroidered with symbol of a giant sun with swords to its sides. They symbol of House Vyshaan. The Sha-Coronel would be joined by his wife Eilsabeth, his daughters, Estrilanna and Winyayesta. Elisabeth would be dress less militant with a soft gold gown that was both air and light. Estrilanna join her father in full armor. Her armor was golden breast plate surrounded by golden metal feathers. Winyayesta join her mother in not wearing armor. She wore a lovely black gown with golden and silver emroadiery. She also wore a tiara made of pure gold with a diamonds lace all over it. The family would stand on podium before thier palace. There would be a red carpet leading from the Podium to a point some 500 yards away. flanking either side of the carpet and in front of podium would be the regiments of the guards. The most pertigious of the regiments would be nearer to the podium and carpet. Besides the Imperial family, other officials would be present as well. Ministers, Generals, and aides of the Imperial government would be standing next to the Imperial family. Guards would be present too, but they would uniformed for duty, not ceremony.
As the appointed time grew near. The Imperial family, the officials, and the guard took their respective positions. At a signial two Elven High Mages began to cast a spell. The air grew oppresive as air began to swirl at a point next to the two mages. The point was at the end of the carpet at the opposit end from the podium. A small blue orb apeared where the air had colesed. The blue orb grew till it was big enough to be the size of double a man and twice as wide. Elves could see into the portal. They could seepeople on the other side in a clearing. As on cue, The Valorono national anthem began to play by Elven minstrels near the podium. Every Elf at the ready as they waited for their guests to enter the portal and arrive.
Deckersia
White Blosum Airport.
Kiku-Riku
The Teno and Empress Hilde greeted the representative of Deckersia. The couple had dispense with their traditional garb and had instead adopted the clothing of more modern human nations. This change was made as personal request by the Empress who favor human clothing over the cumbersome clothing that came with her rank as Empress. The royal couple had also dismiss the normal entourage that was normal with ones of their rank. Both the Teno and his wife wanted to keep it a small affair. Both had to deal with massive ceremony as a normal part of their lives. They were happy to enjoy these more quite events. The Teno and his wife stood there with a few bodyguards. Who unlike the royal couple was in full ceremonial garb. Each one was dress in full armor and had a daisho on their person. Each also had a Sashimono denoting what Clan they belong to. In their case the flags show the royal symbol of the Youseishu clan. The group waited for the ambassador's plane to arrive.
Demincia
Royal Palace
Myth Menel
Aerie Dhodor
The Coronel and his eldest daughter gather at the teleport gate. Both Aerontar and Icaria where both anxious to meet Alexis and her entorage. Selina was nearby to greet the family as well, but was in adjacen room. While Aerontar was dress down from his usual royal regalia. This after all was a reunion of family not a stuff political meeting. His granddaughter was arriving for the first time and he was so happy. Aerontar understood why his daughter and wife had raised the different sisters in different countries, but still it struck him as bit strange. Aerontar could tell from the subtle flapping of Icaria wings that she was little nervous about this meeting. Aerontar wonder to himself. What are you thinking my little bird. As he stat there and pondered his thoughts, He could see it was almost time for Alexis to arrive. The Coronel stood strait and he and his daughter waited for Alexis to come through the teleport gate.
Upper Drowlandia
Coronel Calral'in ap DeVir, Queen Verakacha ap DeVir and their daughter Crown Princess Akordia stood near by the teleport gate at Myth Moriendae. The Queen looked like fine example of Drow royalty. She had on a beautiful sheer dress of spider silk that was reforced by thicker non-sheer purple silk in straegic places. Calral'in was wearing his battlearmor with his swords and a his load pistol present. Akordia was dress more casually then both of her parents, with just a simple summer dress. The Royal group was protected by a contingent of guards. Everyone was a mix of modern and magical. All carried sword and guns. A few where in somesort of battle armor. A couple where actual Warforge soldiers. Calral'in had down much to get the Warforge rights, so many guard him with their lives. The Warforge looked like suits of battlearmor brought to life. All stood at least 7ft tall and all made of metal. Despite Myth Moriendae was a surface city and so the sun was out, The Drow of Ilythri did not fear the sun. Their eyes were long use to it.
As the Royal couple got ready to recieve the Upper Drowlandia party, the Queen could see that Calral'in was bored. He wasn't alone Akordia look equally bored as her father. Even though he had four decades to get use to being both king and a Drow, Calral'in was still very human. Many time Calral'in wish he wasn't king and had to put up with all the duties that came with being one. He was a simple soldier who had risen to king through a long series of events. These were more thrusted upon Calral'in or Francis as he once known back then, then of his choosing. The only thing that Calral'in truly believed he had a hand in was marrying Verakacha and his other wives. This and the children that produce like Akordia were the greatest joy in Calral'in life. Verakacha notice her family's boredem and spoke. "Its only for a little bit. It's good to make ties with new people." Then Verakacha looked at her daughter. "And Akordia this a good experience for you. After all you will be Queen one day." Verakacha's got a equal amount of groans from both of them. Verakach then shot them a serious look and they stopped. As the appointed time grew near. All the royal group prepared themselves as they waited for the Upper Drowlandia party to arrive.
Haktiva
Tal'en'Quessir Airport
Tal'en'Quessir
Princess Selessca Ap Vyshaan stood waiting for the Haktiva party to arrive. Even now she was eighty years old, Selessca still looked like she had for the last fourty years. Not a surprise for Selessca was still a young woman by Elven years. Selessca was a beautiful Elf. Firery red hair, golden skin, and possessed a grace that many Elves would die for. Even though no longer the top princess in the Empire, she was still the media darling of the Empire. Though her neices were begining to challenge that. Selessca wore a beutiful gown made of spun gold and laced with rubbies that complented her features. Selessca was not alone. There where of course bodyguards and some aides with her. They more dress conservatiely with robes and body armor. Selessca was here to represent her bother the Sha-Coronel. Her brother couldn't be here as he was entertaining the Tsar of Valdorono. She was here to be the one to represent the Imperial family and to handle any necessary arrangements until her brother was free. This didn't bother Selessca at all. She loved her brother and she was use to handling dipplomatic affairs. The Vyshaan family was a political one and every Vyshaan was taught the basic of diplomatic protocal. Selessca was actually looking forward to meeting someone from Haktiva. She had heard from Princess Janaia Ap Nauhar a little about Haktiva. She had said they were a strange lot, but friendly. Selessca didn't quite understand but she hope this meeting would solve any mysteries she had out Haktiva. Selessca waited for the plane carrying the ambassador to arrive.
Selkie
Ambassador Group 1
Tal'en'Quessir Airport
Tal'en'Quessir
Princess Zaihar'lanna Ap Vyshaan sat at a little podum set up to welcome the Ambassadors from Selkie. Zaihar'lanna was with her entourage. A mix of bodyguards and aides. Sitting among her entourage, Zaihar'lanna was the apitomy of a Sun Elf matron. Beautiful and cold. Zaihar'lanna rarely showed any emothion, except for occassion look of distain. Which common for Sun Elves. But today Zaihar'lanna was like a staute. emotionaless and neutral. Zaihar'lanna knew why she was here. Her Nephew, the Sha-Coronel had ask her to meet with Selkie ambassadors and entain them until he was free. Zaihar'lanna actually hated to entertain foregin peoples, but agreed to as a duty to the family. Zaihar'lanna would call up all her training not show how much she distained this duty. Zaihar'lanna was a one of the old guard Sun Elves. Who rightfully believed that they where choose by Corellon and were superior to any other Elven race. Let alone other races. Who where in the eyes of the old guard....inferior. Zaihar'lanna had wisly kept those feeling to herself. Especial after the Kin-Slayer war that cause the death of so many Elves over that particular reason. Zaihar'lanna also was smart to keep those conservative view quite for her very nephew had married humans and had children with them. One did not speak ill about the Sha-Coronel or the Coronel of Aryvandaar if one wanted to stay influental in the Empire. So Zaihar'lanna would maintain her act. Even though it galled her. Zaihar'lanna sat there and waited for the Selkie plane to arrive.
The Marcach Guild's Expedition
Ithil'men (Moonpath) Airport.
Celebrature
At another terminal in the Airport, Prince Gillon Ap Avariel was waiting for a party of people from Selke. Gilon was much into ceremony, but this group was different. Apparently they wanted to take a tour of Celebrature and then head down to Hueanrum and Ilaira. They wanted to mix and get the know the people. Not like typical ambasidors. Who always had politics on their minds. That suited Gillon fine. He would take them around Celebrature and then turn them over to his counter parts in Hueanrum. They want to play with Cossacks. Wow they're better men then me. Gillon tought. The Horse Elves were race unto themselves. They lived to ride and were experts on the horse. These people would have a wild time in Horse Elf lands. Gillon hope his small party wouldn't upset the Marcachs. He only brought...ie was required to bring one pair of bodyguard with him. Other than that it was just them and him. Gillon looked at his watch and waited for the party to arrive.
The Businessgirls and their lapdogs
Tal'en'Quessir Airport
Tal'en'Quessir
Prince Shaavel Ap Vyshaan waited with his entourage at the terminal for the Selkie group. The handsome prince was standing in his finest suit. A Black uniform with a gold sash. His men wore similar colors to augment the prince's look. He had the normal compliment of guards and aides. Normally Shaavel would despise duties like meet and greets. They where usual bring affairs between old men and politicans. Luckily for Shaavel, he heard that the group he was seeing was filled with women. This afforded Shaavel the opportunity to at lease some pretty girls. At least that was what the prince hoped. As he stood waiting for them, Shaavel made a small prayer that their would be some attractive women in the group.
Ilha das Tormentas
Teocalli-Tlaneci
Chantli-Tomaltzinti
In a clearing near Teocalli-Tlaneci waited the a jungle guide and Princess Acahualli waited. The beautiful Acahualli looked like the ideal Elven Amazon. She was tall for an Elf. She stood about 6 feet tall. Acahualli wore clothing of her peoples warriors. A beautiful leopard hide covered her body, but her muscular, smooth legs were bare. She carried a bow in one hand and had a obsidian long knife in her belt. The guide was from Celebrature and show his civilized roots. He wore travel clothing more apporiate in the woods than the jungle. He had a rifle and jeep. Of course he was skilled in the Chantli-Tomaltzinti language and that was why he was here. The Jungle Elves were different than most Elf tribes. They had customs that were strange to even other Elves. The guide, Esteron was there to make sure nothing happen between the visitors and their Jungle Elf hosts. Esteron chewed some beef jerky as he and the princess wait for their guest to arrive by plane. There was no airport in Chantli-Tomaltzinti. Only this path was cleared to land a small plane. It was hopped this would not upset the visitors.
The Tricolour
Myth Anor Airport
Aryvandaar
The Sun Elves of Aryvandaar had taken a few days of preparation to welcome the royal party from the Kingdom of the Tricolor. The Sun Guard had drilled constantly for the last few weeks. A band of Elven minstrels had also been practicing for weeks. Coronel Anorpaur and his wives wanted a small ceremony and not a grand affair. But the nobility clamour for one. Stating that anything less would make Aryvandaar appear less than the other kingdoms. Anorpaur compromised and decided on a smaller affair. There would be a band and the guard would stand in formation, but only one regiment and not the entire guard. The most elite of the guard was chosen. The Sun swords regiment. It would stand in ceremony with their golden armor and golden shields. Anorpaur would stand there in his golden royal dress and finery. But his queen would be spared all that unnecessary raiment. They would wear simple dresses or Maltahlara case, a simple Sun Elf army officer uniform.
The Royal party and the Royal guard took their appointed positions. The royal family on an elaborate podium in front of special terminal of the airport. The Royal guard in formation near the podium. Aides, ministers and friends of the royal family seated near the royal family. Everyone was ready and the band began to play the Tricolor national anthem. Now the Elves waited for the honor guests to arrive.
The Nethergarde
Royal Palace
Aryvandaar
Crown Prince Veryrlan ap Vyshaan waited in front of the palace. He wasn't alone, but he felt alone. Today was going to be his first diplomatic meet and greet. His father had told him that this would the chance for him to gain some experience at diplomacy. Of course he had been trained. All Vyshaans are, but it was different to be actually there having to talk to someone. Of course this was only a temporary assignment. He was here to fill in for his father while his father was entertaining the Tricolor representatives. The aides assigned to him also would help, but in the end he represented the royal family. His entourage was small, still fair sized. He had over two dozen guards and aides with him. They weere there to protect and aid the prince. Veryrlan showing his mother's blood more only a simple officers uniform. He didn't like the pomp and in his useless ceremonies the nobility seem to love. As he stood there the prince thought about what to say as he waited for his guests to arrive.
New Naggoroth
Tal'en'Quessir
Lord Feren Ap Esamir stood with a couple ministers as they waited by a teleport gate. Lord Feren hated this stuff. He wasn't a diplomat. He was a Highmage. But with most of the Vyshaan family engaged. It fell to him and the other cadet branches. While Esamirs where a step removed from their Vyshaan cousins, the Vyshaan blood was still there. As much as Feren may have dislike these type of engagements, he was rather curious about the people he was about to meet. According to intelligence. These New Naggorothi were Elves as well, but that was all they knew. Feren was interested to learn more about this mysterious Elf race. Normally Feren would have prepared some spells to aid him in discovering more about these people. But Feren refrain from that not only a sense of decency, but also common sense. Feren was sure any Elf race would have access to magic and no need to start a incident over curiousity. Feren did some mind exercises to pass the time while he waited for the New Naggorothi to arrive.
Constannia
Royal Palace
Earlann
Queen Falmarinaviel Ap Tauren'ohtar-Von Constannia was moving like she had a Haste spell on her. She was trying to get everything perfect for her visiting in-laws. Of course her preparation were not some grandiose display of Wood Elf marshal power or magical might. It was getting the place clean up and decorated for her brother in law and wife. She even made Tiberius dress a little nicer to see his brother. As Falmarinaviel or Marina as she was known in Constannia was getting her many children ready, she spoke words to her husband. "This is the first time your brother is seeing his nieces right?" Tiberius just nodded as he finish getting his suit on. Of course Marina knew the difference in her children's age and her brother-in-law's. Her children were just becoming adults, while Edwards children already had children that were grown up. In fact of his grandchildren Duchess Imogen was exploring another Elven kingdom Angaar'usque. As she finished getting her children ready, Marina made down to entrance of the palace to meet her relatives. Her children and husband would join her momentarily.
Steamship Dock 1
Angaar'usque
Prince Devon Fenshaw waited for Constannia party to dock. He was looking forward to meet this Constannian duchess. Constannia was an inspiration for all in Angaar'usque. The Elves here had adopted a way of life that embrace Steampunk technology. This set them apart from their other Elven breven. He hope that could lead to ties between his kingdom and Constannia. While he waited the he looked at the giant clock in the city. The clock told him the time was close for his guest to arrive.
Prince Devon Fenshaw
Dyste
City of the Living
Tel'attandor
At the banks of the Coiaduin, the Pharaoh of Esetiri sat with her entourage. Like most Esetiri, she was clothed in linen. Her dress was very sheer expect in strategic places to guard her modesty. over her dress she had an jewelry. On her head Nefertari Tel-let-mun had an elaborate headdress. It was made of gold and with gems lacing it. The Pharaoh had many retainer with her. Many minstrels, entainers, generals, and servants were in her presence. They all wait for their guests. The first thing the Dyste would feel is the oppressive heat of the land. The temperature was well over 120 degrees of heat (F). Also the dryness of the land was nearly unbearable. But luckily for guest water jars where station near the docks.
Nefertari Tel-let-mun
Pyeon-Gang Ho
Myth Shae docks
Myth Shae
Aryselmalyr
At rather quite underwater dock in the city of Myth Shae, the royal family of Aryselmalyr gather. The Queen and two of her daughter were present. They and the few retainers where the welcoming party for the representatives for Pyeon-Gang Ho. Aryselmalyr was not known to receive many guest so the royal family was very happy to receive these fine foreign guests. The royal family was eager to show their wonderful kingdom and all its glory to these visitors. The Queen was more than willing to indulge their guests's every whim. The queen and her daughters were dressed very similar. The standard clothing of the Sea Elves was a simple kelp dress stretch across the body. The only way a person could tell a noble from a commoner Sea Elf was by their jewelry and bearing. And bearing was what the queen had. She was beautiful and regal. As she stood there with her trident of rulership, Shaetinuina Ap Tari'en'ear though how long would she wait till her guest arrive.
Thaldor
Tal'en'Quessir Airport
Tal'en'Quessir
Count Malel Ap Dukan and his sister Countess Selana Ap Dukan stood at a special terminal for their guests. The count and countess were asked to represent the Empire on behalf of their cousin the Sha-Coronel. The two Dukans were not alone there was a small entourage of aides and guards with them. But it was still a rather modest group. This was not meant as insult to Thaldor, but to foster a more intimate and studle meeting. As the Dukans waited for their guests, each had things on their mind. The count was obsessing on the perfect speech for the guests and Selana was more concern about were the guests would like to see. There was no established plan for the guests as this trip was drop on the Dukans lap at the last minute. But the Sha-Coronel had great confidence in his cousins. These guests were in good hands.
As the Malel finished his last minute rehearsals of his speech, the group settle in as they waited for the guest of honor to arrive.
