Turkmen Emirate royal wedding (IC/MT)

[Hygelac Station]

The Sultan says that he refers all that questions to the Turkmen Emir due to the fact that indenture servitude is also legal in his country.

Abigail Callisto leaned even further into the Sultan's face, and her smile grew -- wider than any human smile had any right to be.
"Is that so?" she asked. "Well, I'll ask him about it later. But right now..." She took a step, close enough that their faces nearly touched. "I have many, many questions for you."

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The Selkie-folk surrounding the mosque would suddenly notice the Marines perking up. A few flicks and gestures were exchanged, but they now seemed tense.

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Crixus Oliunoir of the Tribe of Tralee.
Approaching Ertugrul Gazi Mosque.
I nodded, accepting the apology, then watched from a distance.
From what I could hear at said distance, the spacefarers we were talking with were strictly against slavery, a standpoint I found myself in agreement with. I knew one person, who had fought as an enslaved gladiator in Sadera and that was enough.
That being said, I looked at Dawn with a smile.
"Fields of green and gold, forests of darkness and life, people of warmth and heartiness.", Aífe took over, smiling, "It is a beautiful place, if you ask me - then again, I am a bit biased." She shrugged. "We always welcome visitors, so if you want..."
She let that hang and I found myself agreeing with her.

Dawn closed her eyes for a long while, and when she re-opened them, they seemed to be a little moist.

"Sounds like a decent place." she replied. "Not too different from..." She trailed off, and then cut herself off. "Would love to swing by at some point." She continued. "Always busy these days, though, sadly."

[Sale-Rabat]

The Sultan says that he refers all that questions to the Turkmen Emir due to the fact that indenture servitude is also legal in his country.

Abigail Callisto leaned even further into the Sultan's face, and her smile grew -- wider than any human smile had any right to be.
"Is that so?" she asked. "Well, I'll ask him about it later. But right now..." She took a step, close enough that their faces nearly touched. "I have many, many questions for you."

---

The Selkie-folk surrounding the mosque would suddenly notice the Marines perking up. A few flicks and gestures were exchanged, but they now seemed tense.

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Crixus Oliunoir of the Tribe of Tralee.
Approaching Ertugrul Gazi Mosque.
I nodded, accepting the apology, then watched from a distance.
From what I could hear at said distance, the spacefarers we were talking with were strictly against slavery, a standpoint I found myself in agreement with. I knew one person, who had fought as an enslaved gladiator in Sadera and that was enough.
That being said, I looked at Dawn with a smile.
"Fields of green and gold, forests of darkness and life, people of warmth and heartiness.", Aífe took over, smiling, "It is a beautiful place, if you ask me - then again, I am a bit biased." She shrugged. "We always welcome visitors, so if you want..."
She let that hang and I found myself agreeing with her.

Dawn closed her eyes.
"It sounds like a decent place." she replied. "Not too different from..." She trailed off, and then cut herself off. "Would love to swing by at some point." She continued. "Always busy these days, though, sadly."

The Sultan asks her to go ahead.

[The Selkie]

[...]

The Selkie-folk surrounding the mosque would suddenly notice the Marines perking up. A few flicks and gestures were exchanged, but they now seemed tense.

[...]

Dawn closed her eyes.
"It sounds like a decent place." she replied. "Not too different from..." She trailed off, and then cut herself off. "Would love to swing by at some point." She continued. "Always busy these days, though, sadly."

The over two hundred horsemen did notice the Marines perking up, well, many did - the kids, for example, were completely oblivious. They did realize, however, that something might be wrong, when Aífe's escort moved between them and the Marines, as if to meat shield them, if push came to shove.

Crixus Oliunoir of the Tribe of Tralee.
Approaching Ertugrul Gazi Mosque.
Aífe smiled.
"I would love to show you around.", she said and nodded, "Though, and this is, where I can understand you fully, we might want to pick a date a bit in advance. I haven't had much free time ever since I have been made a referee for the Conradh." She let a beat pass. "The professional Marcach-League. I am the annoying person, who keeps people in accordance with the rules, even if they don't want to."
"Oh, don't paint them worse then they are.", I intervened, "Many of the lads learned to stick to the rules!"
"It is not the lads I am most concerned about.", Aífe admitted with a smile, which made me chuckle.

[Nationalist Northumbria]

Emir Khalifa smiled and then clapped his hands. A servant stepped forward, who was carrying a long brown box. "This box contains a diamond platted sword, which is my gift to you and Latifa on the occassion of your wedding. May you have a sucessful wedding blessed with many children, my friend." Saying this he ordered the servant to hand over the box to the Emir, which the servant promptly did.
"There is one more thing I wanted to discuss." Emir Khalifa began. "You see, I haven't brought my wife to this wedding and so it's a bit lonely here for me." He smirked and continued "Do you have a replacement who can help me reduce this loneliness just for today. I think you know what I mean."

Meanwhile, Latifa's father, Hafeez Al-Sharawyi walked her down the aisle for her wedding. (OOC: You can describe her wedding dress.) She is very shy and all these people had made her more uncomfortable. She kept her head down as she walked.

The time comes for the vows, Princess Latifa Al-Sharawyi was wearing a long emerald green dress with a gold necklace containing a ruby as well as her green headscarf with gold thread.

“I, Latifa Al-Sharawyi,offer you myself in marriage in accordance with the instructions of the Holy Quran and the Holy Prophet, peace and blessing be upon him. I pledge, in honesty and with sincerity, to be for you an obedient and faithful wife in accordance with the instructions of the Holy Quran and the Holy Prophet, peace and blessing be upon

The Emir said “I, Selim Suleiman Abdul-Rehman Khan accept you in marriage in in accordance with the instructions of the Holy Quran and the Holy Prophet, peace and blessing be upon him. I pledge, in honesty and with sincerity, to be a helpful, protective and just husband.”
They then each signed a marriage certificate.”
The Grand Mufti said “with the power vested in by Allah (subhana wa tala), I now pronounce you husband and wife.”

Alvin Ashleigh gives the couple a(nother) copy of Duck Hunt as a wedding gift.

[The Turkmen Emirate]

The time comes for the vows, Princess Latifa Al-Sharawyi was wearing a long emerald green dress with a gold necklace containing a ruby as well as her green headscarf with gold thread.

“I, Latifa Al-Sharawyi,offer you myself in marriage in accordance with the instructions of the Holy Quran and the Holy Prophet, peace and blessing be upon him. I pledge, in honesty and with sincerity, to be for you an obedient and faithful wife in accordance with the instructions of the Holy Quran and the Holy Prophet, peace and blessing be upon

The Emir said “I, Selim Suleiman Abdul-Rehman Khan accept you in marriage in in accordance with the instructions of the Holy Quran and the Holy Prophet, peace and blessing be upon him. I pledge, in honesty and with sincerity, to be a helpful, protective and just husband.”
They then each signed a marriage certificate.”
The Grand Mufti said “with the power vested in by Allah (subhana wa tala), I now pronounce you husband and wife.”

Alvin Ashleigh gives the couple a(nother) copy of Duck Hunt as a wedding gift.

They thank him, he then asks Alvin Ashleigh if his country would like to join the ICPN (international criminal police network)
OOC: is it legal to be, or employ, a butler in Northumbria?

[Nationalist Northumbria]

Alvin Ashleigh gives the couple a(nother) copy of Duck Hunt as a wedding gift.

They thank him, he then asks Alvin Ashleigh if his country would like to join the ICPN (international criminal police network)
OOC: is it legal to be, or employ, a butler in Northumbria?

OOC: Why are you asking me about butlers

[Hygelac Station]

They thank him, he then asks Alvin Ashleigh if his country would like to join the ICPN (international criminal police network)
OOC: is it legal to be, or employ, a butler in Northumbria?

OOC: Why are you asking me about butlers

OOC: marriage threads clearly

[The Turkmen Emirate]

Alvin Ashleigh gives the couple a(nother) copy of Duck Hunt as a wedding gift.

They thank him, he then asks Alvin Ashleigh if his country would like to join the ICPN (international criminal police network)
OOC: is it legal to be, or employ, a butler in Northumbria?

IC: “I think our nations could cooperate against organised crime. And once again, thank you for the gift.”

[United Wadiyan Emirates]

Emir Khalifa smiled and then clapped his hands. A servant stepped forward, who was carrying a long brown box. "This box contains a diamond platted sword, which is my gift to you and Latifa on the occassion of your wedding. May you have a sucessful wedding blessed with many children, my friend." Saying this he ordered the servant to hand over the box to the Emir, which the servant promptly did.
"There is one more thing I wanted to discuss." Emir Khalifa began. "You see, I haven't brought my wife to this wedding and so it's a bit lonely here for me." He smirked and continued "Do you have a replacement who can help me reduce this loneliness just for today. I think you know what I mean."

Meanwhile, Latifa's father, Hafeez Al-Sharawyi walked her down the aisle for her wedding. (OOC: You can describe her wedding dress.) She is very shy and all these people had made her more uncomfortable. She kept her head down as she walked.

I am not sure if he can, but I can, if it will be OK to you.

"That will be very kind of you. Who is that lady who you think can heal my loneliness, Mr. Sultan?" The Emir asks the Sultan of Sale Rabat.

[The Turkmen Emirate]

I am not sure if he can, but I can, if it will be OK to you.

"That will be very kind of you. Who is that lady who you think can heal my loneliness, Mr. Sultan?" The Emir asks the Sultan of Sale Rabat.

IC: Emir Selim looks on, confused and somewhat amused by the whole situation.

OOC: I sent the picture of your Emir’s proposed bride.

[Nationalist Northumbria]

They thank him, he then asks Alvin Ashleigh if his country would like to join the ICPN (international criminal police network)
OOC: is it legal to be, or employ, a butler in Northumbria?

IC: “I think our nations could cooperate against organised crime. And once again, thank you for the gift.”

"There is no organised crime in Northumbria," dismissively explains Ashleigh.

[Sale-Rabat]

I am not sure if he can, but I can, if it will be OK to you.

"That will be very kind of you. Who is that lady who you think can heal my loneliness, Mr. Sultan?" The Emir asks the Sultan of Sale Rabat.

The Sultan smiles and winks to the Wadiyan emir.

Not a correct question-he says, the question is, which kind of lady do you want?

[The Turkmen Emirate]

"That will be very kind of you. Who is that lady who you think can heal my loneliness, Mr. Sultan?" The Emir asks the Sultan of Sale Rabat.

The Sultan smiles and winks to the Wadiyan emir.

Not a correct question-he says, the question is, which kind of lady do you want?

“These ladies are willing, right?” asks the Emir of The Turkmen Emirate, for clarification that none of them are being forced in his country.

[Sale-Rabat]

The Sultan smiles and winks to the Wadiyan emir.

Not a correct question-he says, the question is, which kind of lady do you want?

“These ladies are willing, right?” asks the Emir of The Turkmen Emirate, for clarification that none of them are being forced in his country.

Of course they are, and they will love to use this opportunity for climbing into the social ladders, which is why they are willing to heal the loneliness of the Emir, however, the Sultan starts to become impatient because the Emir of Wadiyah is so slow in replying.

[United Wadiyan Emirates]

"That will be very kind of you. Who is that lady who you think can heal my loneliness, Mr. Sultan?" The Emir asks the Sultan of Sale Rabat.

The Sultan smiles and winks to the Wadiyan emir.

Not a correct question-he says, the question is, which kind of lady do you want?

"i would want a young, beautiful lady who can fulfil my needs and desires." The Emir replies. "How many ladies do you have?'

[Nationalist Northumbria]

Sadly, at that moment, a Northumbrian missile strikes the building and kills all the stragglers who stayed around after the wedding to discuss this. Post losses.

[The Selkie]

Sadly, at that moment, a Northumbrian missile strikes the building and kills all the stragglers who stayed around after the wedding to discuss this. Post losses.

Crixus Oliunoir of the Tribe of Tralee.
Ertugrul Gazi Mosque (soon to be remains thereof.
While Aífe and the other woman were having a pleasant conversation, I looked around. The place was nice, one had to say, the weather was nice, too, and our horsemen were more relaxed as soon as they realized, that the attention of the Hygerian (?) Marines was not aimed at them.
I could see some of the kids getting more and confident, that is to say, cheekier as well.
Ah, the joys of working with kids.
That was, when the Northumbrian Missile struck.
Now, it was an awful din, lemme tell you that, but nothing compared to what I had coordinated on the sets of several documentaries. You try coordinating fifteen thousand horsemen without a megaphone and a hoarse voice by the end of it... the answer, horn signals.
In any case...

Skill Activation: Ignore NN's bullshit.

I liked to think of it as my own little force field of IGNORE-Energy, but that was just me.
As the din had died down, we stood there unharmed, unfazed, with a bit of dust on Aífe's shoulder, which she brushed off with a flick of her hand, like one brushed off an insect.
I smiled at the Hygerians: "Well, that seems to conclude the festivities. You have to stop, when it is the most fun." Aífe nodded. I waved to a lad, who rode forwards slowly, our horses by the reins. "Now, ladies, I do hope, that we meet again some day... I would offer you a ride, but I believe, that horses won't get you very far." I shrugged with a smile. "Until then, I bid you adieu."
I bowed my head lightly, Aífe opening her arms for a hug for both of them.
"Don't be a grumpy, old man, so strict and formal!", she said with a grin, "Free hugs for everyone!"

[Nationalist Northumbria]

Sadly, at that moment, a Northumbrian missile strikes the building and kills all the stragglers who stayed around after the wedding to discuss this. Post losses.

Crixus Oliunoir of the Tribe of Tralee.
Ertugrul Gazi Mosque (soon to be remains thereof.
While Aífe and the other woman were having a pleasant conversation, I looked around. The place was nice, one had to say, the weather was nice, too, and our horsemen were more relaxed as soon as they realized, that the attention of the Hygerian (?) Marines was not aimed at them.
I could see some of the kids getting more and confident, that is to say, cheekier as well.
Ah, the joys of working with kids.
That was, when the Northumbrian Missile struck.
Now, it was an awful din, lemme tell you that, but nothing compared to what I had coordinated on the sets of several documentaries. You try coordinating fifteen thousand horsemen without a megaphone and a hoarse voice by the end of it... the answer, horn signals.
In any case...

Skill Activation: Ignore NN's bullshit.

I liked to think of it as my own little force field of IGNORE-Energy, but that was just me.
As the din had died down, we stood there unharmed, unfazed, with a bit of dust on Aífe's shoulder, which she brushed off with a flick of her hand, like one brushed off an insect.
I smiled at the Hygerians: "Well, that seems to conclude the festivities. You have to stop, when it is the most fun." Aífe nodded. I waved to a lad, who rode forwards slowly, our horses by the reins. "Now, ladies, I do hope, that we meet again some day... I would offer you a ride, but I believe, that horses won't get you very far." I shrugged with a smile. "Until then, I bid you adieu."
I bowed my head lightly, Aífe opening her arms for a hug for both of them.
"Don't be a grumpy, old man, so strict and formal!", she said with a grin, "Free hugs for everyone!"

OOC: Hey, I didn't see you discussing it. Don't act like you were the target.

[The Selkie]

Sadly, at that moment, a Northumbrian missile strikes the building and kills all the stragglers who stayed around after the wedding to discuss this. Post losses.

OOC: Hey, I didn't see you discussing it. Don't act like you were the target.

I was more working from the "stayed around after the wedding"-part of the post, so... no foul no harm, I think the saying goes.

[The Turkmen Emirate]

Sadly, at that moment, a Northumbrian missile strikes the building and kills all the stragglers who stayed around after the wedding to discuss this. Post losses.

Emir Selim’s wife Alicia, Vizier of the Foreign Ministry, 100 military men, 50 policemen, 5 commissioned police officers (four men and a woman), an enlisted policewoman and the Emir’s butler all die.

[Sale-Rabat]

The Sultan smiles and winks to the Wadiyan emir.

Not a correct question-he says, the question is, which kind of lady do you want?

"i would want a young, beautiful lady who can fulfil my needs and desires." The Emir replies. "How many ladies do you have?'

Given the egregiously big bombing of Northumbria, the Sultan tells the Emir that this thing will have to wait and that he should put himself in contact with him via telegram, says the Sultan while both are running for cover.