Holy Emperor Killad Nazaran: Arronore (Capitol planet of the Holy Empire):
High Priest Tucknare Earmore walked alongside Holy Emperor Killad Nazaran in the Blessed Gardens of Arronore, one of the most holy places in all of the Empire. They were discussing a matter of the upmost importance. They were discussing making their existence known to the interstellar community. High Priest Earmore shook his lupine like head and scratched one of his pointed, furry ears with one of his claws. He continued to walk on his toes, as he, like all others of his race were digigrade, next to the Holy Emperor, knowing that he was debating the pros and cons of making their existence known in his head. Emperor Nazaran moved his draconic-like tail that was tipped with two bony prongs, and rattled his golden scales as he spoke.
“There are pros to us doing as you say my friend. So naturally there are cons. We may meet a race that will be our allies until the end of time or we may meet a race that will seek to destroy us until all else is gone.”
He paused, shaking his long brown mane that went down 7 feet to his knees. He was one of the taller Killore’s, measuring 10 feet from the tips of his horns, to the soles of his feet. Of course his armor did help to add to his height, but seeing as how a Killore never took his or her armor off once it was on, so that was the height that others would see.
“However the pros outweigh the cons. There are countless options if we make ourselves known. I shall make my way to my office and broadcast a message into space, letting them know of us. The fleet shall be readied too, just in case someone decides to attack us. Now go attend your duties my friend.”
They bowed to each other, and went their separate ways.
Holy Emperor Killad Nazaran: Arronore: Erzmore (Capitol building of the Holy Empire):
Holy Emperor Killad Nazaran took a deep breath before nodding to an aid that stood at a control panel in front of him. All of a sudden the lights go dark and the image of a planet, mostly covered by land with a ring around it, and two moons appear, with Emperor Nazaran in front of the planet, his gold armor shining fiercely and a golden staff crackling with energy. He wore crimson robes lined with gold and a purple one underneath the crimson as a loincloth of sorts.
“Greetings unknown. I am Holy Emperor Killad Nazaran of the Holy Empire of Arronore. If you are receiving this message, I invite you to meet with me on one of our moons, so we may get to know each other and eventually become allies. But a warning to those who may come to bring harm to us, we will not hesitate to destroy you if need be. The coordinates are attached to this message. I look forward to meeting you.”
