Beginning of Regality (IC/Signup first)

[Great New England Confederation]

OOC

It has been twelve years since the founding of the confederation, twelve years of relative peace and democracy. The senate had lead well, building the great nation that is New England. However, for years the senate had simply been part of the plan of a mastermind, a mastermind of great intelligence and wit. His name is Cal Poran, a former Intelligence Officer.

Now his plans have come to fruition, and the senate has voted 145 to 5 towards the creation of a constitutional monarchy, with him as king. While his opposition claim he came to power unfairly, the majority of the people accept his rise to power as democratic and just, and that he deserves his new position.

In the Senate building in Boston the nation is celebrating the kings taking of the new throne, however his brother had made it known that Cal is a single man, in need of a partner to rule his new kingdom, a statement his majesty has not been informed of as of yet, it is planned as a secret for the new king

The celebration will including music, dancing, food, drink, and entertainment, as well as the opportunity to meet his majesty personally

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His majesty's brother waited in the main hall, the Senator stood proud waiting to welcome the guests. He looked over to another senator and said "How is the new bill going along?"
"Senator Poran, it's going slowly, the senate has been very resistant, but some of the opposition have come to their senses and joined the cause."
He nodded and said "good, we need to keep at it, the rest of the senate will join soon"
"Of course, and what of his majesty?"
"He has his plans, have faith, my brother is very intelligent, he will act when he feels the time is right"
"I just hope he doesn't wait too long"
"Patience, he knows what he is doing"

[Shwe Tu Colony]

Entrance to the Senate Building
A purple-skinned man, with a lilac-colored hair & beard & white horns on his head, in black formal wear flew down from the sky with his bat-like wings, a letter in his hand, a 1700s & the flag of Shwe Tu Colony on a large badge on his chest that could somehow clearly be seen. When he reached the door of the building, he pulled out the letter &, assuming someone was there, gave it to them. "Apologies about the bizarre appearance," he said if someone was at the door, "I am Ka'tyu Za'v of Shwe Tu Colony & I was invited to this 'ere celebration to establish some diplomatic ties & trade agreements. For security, I brought my rifle." If nobody was at the door, he would wait until someone was & then give them the letter & introduce himself.

[The Selkie]

Ascending the stairs to the Senate Building.
Ava Coileán of the Tribe of Westmeath, Ambassador of the Selkie, was a bluenette woman with steel-blue eyes, her long hair bound back into a ponytail by a blue band of silk with an intricate design, combed regularly, but not styled. The young woman of twenty-nine Springs was a good looking young woman as well, curves, where curves belonged and quite supple ones at that, while she also had muscles, subdued ones, but strong ones as well, appropriate for a sword dancer.
That all was only emphasized by the garnment she was wearing: Geansai in Westmeath's Colours, the dark blue holder, the white skirt and sleeves, the white stockings all in place. She even added a bit of Abhcan's Cadance to the mix, the small, slightly subdued way of swinging the hips so that the skirt swung with it most enticingly.
So, as she ascended the stairs to the Senate of the newly minted Kingdom of the Great New England Confederation, she couldn't help but smile slightly. They were on their way to a different kind of dance as she usually preferred, but that was no problem, as she liked the dancing on the diplomatic dance floor as well, especially in that company.
Flanking her on her right was a brunette woman with brown eyes, clad in the red and white Geansai of Carman Fea, a confident smile on her lips. She was a businesswoman and quite a looker as well, especially as she knew, how to use her looks, Fiona Banphrionsa of the Tribe of Cavan, representing Gabha Blacksmiths Limited, although everyone knew, that she was also carrying the brochures and pamphlets of a few other companies as well, amongst them Áilleagán Limited, a toymaker, blonging to an aunt of hers.
To Fiona's other side was another woman, Gwen Cathlong of the Tribe of Cork, short, black hair, piercing blue eyes, Geansai in Cork's Colours. She was here on behalf of Silverport Dockyards Limited, a rather prominent shipyard of the Free Lands, and only on their behalf. It was not befitting for their chief engineer to also represent other companies, especially since she didn't have any close relatives with companies of note.
Last, but definately not least, was the woman to Ava's left, who was clad in grey stockings, hot pants with a thick, black leather belt, a black top with a quite a cleavage, which could be opened up and closed by a string (and which was currently a bit open, showing that there was something, but not too much, teasing a bit, while also showing a bit of midriff), on top of that a white jacket with a ruff of fur around her neck. She herself had white skin, as porcellain, soft to touch, short white hair with a few bangs on the right side coloured black. A few strands of hair were laid in a way, that obscured her right eye, but did not prevent her from looking out of it, her red-brown eyes sparkling like embers. Under her arm, she carried a small, wooden box, simply dark with a silver lock, carrying the present they had for the new King. She was Felicia Sciotóg of the Tribe of Monaghan, Deputy Head of the Foreign Office of the Free Lands of the Selkie.
Ava grinned as they took the last steps - it would be an interesting evening, that was for sure, of trade, diplomatic relations, dancing around bushes and other dances.
Apparently, however, they weren't the first ones to arrive.

[The Seryyiok Empire]

Arrival to the Senate building

The Emperor had made a change in his resignation to the Banquet with allowance of his two sons, Prince Zian Kuzio, which whom would be android of artificial intelligence with a rebellious attitude though loyalty to his Kingdom as he would just like a the average teenager going through his phases of becoming a adult and the fourth Emperor of the Kuzio Dynasty to continue the Imperial harmony that the country has be having with citizens having many pledges to become the intellectual minds of the Kingdom. to serve the Government as it does them for the greater good of humanity and such, the other son would have been from the House of Vonstein by his tattoo of Skull eating a cobra on the back of his hand, as the Vonsteins have married into the Kuzio family to expand their power and influence in the political structure and do more good than wrong by there infamous history, he would be wearing a long dark blue coat with a suit vest, with a cravat/big bow tie with dress shorts and knee high sock, saddle shoes, following him having short black hair and with his eyes being sinister purple with a eye patch over his right eye almost covered by his hair, as all in a lovely gothic victorian style.

His name would be Victor Vonstein, as the families both kept their original surnames, he would be quite annoyed that he had to come to some measly foreign banquet with his father not even of his blood although with news of the Aleutians coming would he the only thing that got him motivated to come to this place.

The Emperor would appearance would with his usual black military uniform with his katana in his sword belt holder where his hand would be resting on it as he was always on alert if something tragic happens."Do act best, children we need not to scare our human hosts....I'm mostly talking to you Victor, your bloodthirsty days are over so remember that and be civil for once." Said the Emperor in a calm voice looking at his sons."Gotta father." Said Zian who was in relatively good mood to be out of the house."Don't worry, if someone falls dead that would be the fool who irritated to that point, but I'll try my best." Said Victor with a smirk on his pale face, as they entered the building looking at all the guests.

[Krugeristan]

Vershenov had spent most of the flight wiping down his bayonet, not making eye contact with anyone. He had recovered from a head cold not too long ago, and although he was healthy, it was evident if you looked closely enough in his eyes. Next to him was his nation's president and his charge, Karak Golahman himself, a near opposite of Vershenov in personality and appearance.

Once they landed, Golahman had two things in mind: seeing Fiona again and making relations with the nation they were visiting. His trip to the Free Lands for their Spring Festival and his attempt to open Krugeristan for tourism over the last month had mixed results, but one thing was certain; he still loved Fiona, no matter what the cultural difference.

Even Vershenov wasn't going to argue with any Selkie anymore. He knew the day would come when Fiona was just as much his responsibility as Golahman was, and he hoped that day came.

They walked off the plane, with Vershenov the only one looking significant; he was wearing his dark-blue officer's uniform, complete with a black belt and shoulder strap. He didn't wear any of his medals, as that was considered rude and showy when trying to show your true self to another nation you had no relations with. Golahman, on the other hand, was dressed in black pants, a dark-blue workshirt, and a cloak draped over his shoulders. He was glancing around nervously, hoping to see Fiona.

"Vershenov," he whispered, looking back at his guard. "You go find the government officials here. I'll be right with you." With that, he turned, walking away.

[Shwe Tu Colony]

Ascending the stairs to the Senate Building.
Ava Coileán of the Tribe of Westmeath, Ambassador of the Selkie, was a bluenette woman with steel-blue eyes, her long hair bound back into a ponytail by a blue band of silk with an intricate design, combed regularly, but not styled. The young woman of twenty-nine Springs was a good looking young woman as well, curves, where curves belonged and quite supple ones at that, while she also had muscles, subdued ones, but strong ones as well, appropriate for a sword dancer.
That all was only emphasized by the garnment she was wearing: Geansai in Westmeath's Colours, the dark blue holder, the white skirt and sleeves, the white stockings all in place. She even added a bit of Abhcan's Cadance to the mix, the small, slightly subdued way of swinging the hips so that the skirt swung with it most enticingly.
So, as she ascended the stairs to the Senate of the newly minted Kingdom of the Great New England Confederation, she couldn't help but smile slightly. They were on their way to a different kind of dance as she usually preferred, but that was no problem, as she liked the dancing on the diplomatic dance floor as well, especially in that company.
Flanking her on her right was a brunette woman with brown eyes, clad in the red and white Geansai of Carman Fea, a confident smile on her lips. She was a businesswoman and quite a looker as well, especially as she knew, how to use her looks, Fiona Banphrionsa of the Tribe of Cavan, representing Gabha Blacksmiths Limited, although everyone knew, that she was also carrying the brochures and pamphlets of a few other companies as well, amongst them Áilleagán Limited, a toymaker, blonging to an aunt of hers.
To Fiona's other side was another woman, Gwen Cathlong of the Tribe of Cork, short, black hair, piercing blue eyes, Geansai in Cork's Colours. She was here on behalf of Silverport Dockyards Limited, a rather prominent shipyard of the Free Lands, and only on their behalf. It was not befitting for their chief engineer to also represent other companies, especially since she didn't have any close relatives with companies of note.
Last, but definately not least, was the woman to Ava's left, who was clad in grey stockings, hot pants with a thick, black leather belt, a black top with a quite a cleavage, which could be opened up and closed by a string (and which was currently a bit open, showing that there was something, but not too much, teasing a bit, while also showing a bit of midriff), on top of that a white jacket with a ruff of fur around her neck. She herself had white skin, as porcellain, soft to touch, short white hair with a few bangs on the right side coloured black. A few strands of hair were laid in a way, that obscured her right eye, but did not prevent her from looking out of it, her red-brown eyes sparkling like embers. Under her arm, she carried a small, wooden box, simply dark with a silver lock, carrying the present they had for the new King. She was Felicia Sciotóg of the Tribe of Monaghan, Deputy Head of the Foreign Office of the Free Lands of the Selkie.
Ava grinned as they took the last steps - it would be an interesting evening, that was for sure, of trade, diplomatic relations, dancing around bushes and other dances.
Apparently, however, they weren't the first ones to arrive.

Entrance to the Senate Building
Noticing the newcomers, Ka'tyu decided to approach them & cast a pacify spell around the surrounding area that would not affect the leaders or their entourages, only calming the daily citizenry, for his unusual appearance would more than likely cause some panic. "Good day," he greeted, his badge of the Shwe Tu Colony flag still somehow being clearly visible, "I am Ka'tyu Za'v of Shwe Tu Colony... I presume you must be here for the Great New England Confederation's party as well?"

[Rhodevus]

The acting queen, Princess Heir Sierra Everen-Abrams sat alone in her seat on board Rhode 1, the private plane used by the queen; whom allowed Sierra to fly in it while she toured the country with her newborn son. The Princess Heir was to be attending a party, but along the way, was working on other important matters of state. Unlike other countries, Rhodevus still had a monarch that performed a great amount of work. Even more unlike other countries, Rhodevus was a non-hereditary monarchy; the Queen Diana was not the mother of Sierra, but a friend. An acquaintance when they first met, having only heard about Sierra as a skilled military commander and peacemaker in the Rhodeve army and Commonwealth air force. Only through weeks and months of friendship and discussion did Diana choose Sierra as a possible heir.

But, that was in the past. Having been the Princess Heir for some five or more years now she was a skilled politician. The plane came to a nice landing on the tarmac of New England; where she stepped out and into an awaiting limousine, already filled with her security escort.

It was a short drive before they reached the building where the party was to take place. Breathing deeply, she stepped out, and into the event with many people from different walks of life...

[Atkemri]

A armoured limousine with Lucky,Caren and,Hadrian Wells emerges from a tunnel. Another one with ambassador Maria Hosef follows. They all walk out Hadrian being your stereotypical 10 year old is stuck looking at his phone with a blank expression. Lucky and Caren walk out tired from their long journey. And Maria looking as serious as ever. "Hello fellow leaders how are all of you doing." Lucky says taking a sip of a energy drink and throwing it away.

[The Selkie]

Ascending the stairs to the Senate Building.
Ava Coileán of the Tribe of Westmeath, Ambassador of the Selkie, was a bluenette woman with steel-blue eyes, her long hair bound back into a ponytail by a blue band of silk with an intricate design, combed regularly, but not styled. The young woman of twenty-nine Springs was a good looking young woman as well, curves, where curves belonged and quite supple ones at that, while she also had muscles, subdued ones, but strong ones as well, appropriate for a sword dancer.
That all was only emphasized by the garnment she was wearing: Geansai in Westmeath's Colours, the dark blue holder, the white skirt and sleeves, the white stockings all in place. She even added a bit of Abhcan's Cadance to the mix, the small, slightly subdued way of swinging the hips so that the skirt swung with it most enticingly.
So, as she ascended the stairs to the Senate of the newly minted Kingdom of the Great New England Confederation, she couldn't help but smile slightly. They were on their way to a different kind of dance as she usually preferred, but that was no problem, as she liked the dancing on the diplomatic dance floor as well, especially in that company.
Flanking her on her right was a brunette woman with brown eyes, clad in the red and white Geansai of Carman Fea, a confident smile on her lips. She was a businesswoman and quite a looker as well, especially as she knew, how to use her looks, Fiona Banphrionsa of the Tribe of Cavan, representing Gabha Blacksmiths Limited, although everyone knew, that she was also carrying the brochures and pamphlets of a few other companies as well, amongst them Áilleagán Limited, a toymaker, blonging to an aunt of hers.
To Fiona's other side was another woman, Gwen Cathlong of the Tribe of Cork, short, black hair, piercing blue eyes, Geansai in Cork's Colours. She was here on behalf of Silverport Dockyards Limited, a rather prominent shipyard of the Free Lands, and only on their behalf. It was not befitting for their chief engineer to also represent other companies, especially since she didn't have any close relatives with companies of note.
Last, but definately not least, was the woman to Ava's left, who was clad in grey stockings, hot pants with a thick, black leather belt, a black top with a quite a cleavage, which could be opened up and closed by a string (and which was currently a bit open, showing that there was something, but not too much, teasing a bit, while also showing a bit of midriff), on top of that a white jacket with a ruff of fur around her neck. She herself had white skin, as porcellain, soft to touch, short white hair with a few bangs on the right side coloured black. A few strands of hair were laid in a way, that obscured her right eye, but did not prevent her from looking out of it, her red-brown eyes sparkling like embers. Under her arm, she carried a small, wooden box, simply dark with a silver lock, carrying the present they had for the new King. She was Felicia Sciotóg of the Tribe of Monaghan, Deputy Head of the Foreign Office of the Free Lands of the Selkie.
Ava grinned as they took the last steps - it would be an interesting evening, that was for sure, of trade, diplomatic relations, dancing around bushes and other dances.
Apparently, however, they weren't the first ones to arrive.

Entrance to the Senate Building
Noticing the newcomers, Ka'tyu decided to approach them & cast a pacify spell around the surrounding area that would not affect the leaders or their entourages,
only calming the daily citizenry, for his unusual appearance would more than likely cause some panic. "Good day," he greeted, his badge of the Shwe Tu Colony flag still somehow being clearly visible, "I am Ka'tyu Za'v of Shwe Tu Colony... I presume you must be here for the Great New England Confederation's party as well?"

Felicia, speaking for the group and by no amount even concerned about the appearance of of Ka'tyu, placed her hand over her heart and bowed her head gracefully, a gesture of greeting reserved for their own Elders and foreign heads of state.
"That we indeed are.", she replied calmly. While sapient non-humans were rather rare in the Free Lands, over the last few years, they made the odd contact with them, primarily a young King wise far beyond his age. She rose up again, a small smile on her lips. "I'm Felicia Sciotóg of the Tribe of Monaghan, here on behalf of the Free Lands of the Selkie. It's my greatest pleasure to meet you, Mister Za'v."
The rest of her group looked around them a bit, Ava staying by her side and Fiona looking for someone dear to her heart, who she hoped was closeby and fine. She could do without his bodyguard, but he... despite the odd things they had faced over the last few times they met, she liked that person very much.

[The Seryyiok Empire]

A armoured limousine with Lucky,Caren and,Hadrian Wells emerges from a tunnel. Another one with ambassador Maria Hosef follows. They all walk out Hadrian being your stereotypical 10 year old is stuck looking at his phone with a blank expression. Lucky and Caren walk out tired from their long journey. And Maria looking as serious as ever. "Hello fellow leaders how are all of you doing." Lucky says taking a sip of a energy drink and throwing it away.

"Life been swell besides the occasional idiots in the Kingdom with a high level education and healthcare I've gave them to be decent folk in my country deciding to complain about whatever is on their minds to make it the government's problem they can't use there brain cells to fix the problem, but other than that everything is good and so how are you, Mister President?" Asked the Emperor with a friendly smile, with his sons just playing with balls of fire to entertain themselves, making them into creatures that dance and sing with their mystical arts.As the Kingdom of Greater China was known to be a place of where actual sorcery exists in the world with the combination of cutting edge technology.

[Atkemri]

A armoured limousine with Lucky,Caren and,Hadrian Wells emerges from a tunnel. Another one with ambassador Maria Hosef follows. They all walk out Hadrian being your stereotypical 10 year old is stuck looking at his phone with a blank expression. Lucky and Caren walk out tired from their long journey. And Maria looking as serious as ever. "Hello fellow leaders how are all of you doing." Lucky says taking a sip of a energy drink and throwing it away.

"Life been swell besides the occasional idiots in the Kingdom with a high level education and healthcare I've gave them to be decent folk in my country deciding to complain about whatever is on their minds to make it the government's problem they can't use there brain cells to fix the problem, but other than that everything is good and so how are you, Mister President?" Asked the Emperor with a friendly smile, with his sons just playing with balls of fire to entertain themselves, making them into creatures that dance and sing with their mystical arts.

"It's been good the only real problem is dealing with the end of a massive money laundering scandal." Maria butts in "Sir I have told you not to discuss any state matters." "Oh come on Maria! It's the smallest thing!"

[Shwe Tu Colony]

Entrance to the Senate Building
Noticing the newcomers, Ka'tyu decided to approach them & cast a pacify spell around the surrounding area that would not affect the leaders or their entourages,
only calming the daily citizenry, for his unusual appearance would more than likely cause some panic. "Good day," he greeted, his badge of the Shwe Tu Colony flag still somehow being clearly visible, "I am Ka'tyu Za'v of Shwe Tu Colony... I presume you must be here for the Great New England Confederation's party as well?"

Felicia, speaking for the group and by no amount even concerned about the appearance of of Ka'tyu, placed her hand over her heart and bowed her head gracefully, a gesture of greeting reserved for their own Elders and foreign heads of state.
"That we indeed are.", she replied calmly. While sapient non-humans were rather rare in the Free Lands, over the last few years, they made the odd contact with them, primarily a young King wise far beyond his age. She rose up again, a small smile on her lips. "I'm Felicia Sciotóg of the Tribe of Monaghan, here on behalf of the Free Lands of the Selkie. It's my greatest pleasure to meet you, Mister Za'v."
The rest of her group looked around them a bit, Ava staying by her side and Fiona looking for someone dear to her heart, who she hoped was closeby and fine. She could do without his bodyguard, but he... despite the odd things they had faced over the last few times they met, she liked that person very much.

"Tis my pleasure as well," Ka'tyu replied, slightly nodding his head, "I'll go meet with the other leaders, then... seems one of yer group is a tad amiss of something." After saying this, he turns around & saunters away, although he was still close enough as to be able to hear them.

A armoured limousine with Lucky,Caren and,Hadrian Wells emerges from a tunnel. Another one with ambassador Maria Hosef follows. They all walk out Hadrian being your stereotypical 10 year old is stuck looking at his phone with a blank expression. Lucky and Caren walk out tired from their long journey. And Maria looking as serious as ever. "Hello fellow leaders how are all of you doing." Lucky says taking a sip of a energy drink and throwing it away.

"Life been swell besides the occasional idiots in the Kingdom with a high level education and healthcare I've gave them to be decent folk in my country deciding to complain about whatever is on their minds to make it the government's problem they can't use there brain cells to fix the problem, but other than that everything is good and so how are you, Mister President?" Asked the Emperor with a friendly smile, with his sons just playing with balls of fire to entertain themselves, making them into creatures that dance and sing with their mystical arts.As the Kingdom of Greater China was known to be a place of where actual sorcery exists in the world with the combination of cutting edge technology.

Taking notice of the two leaders— & in particular, the technological magic — Ka'tyu decided to walk towards them, his steps unusually silent. "Apologies if you dislike my sudden entrance," he suddenly said as he came within visible range of both leaders, "but what are we discussing 'ere? ... interesting magic ye have."

In truth, though, Ka'tyu did know what they were discussing, but wanted to ask as to slowly enter the conversation over suddenly leaping in.

[The Seryyiok Empire]

Felicia, speaking for the group and by no amount even concerned about the appearance of of Ka'tyu, placed her hand over her heart and bowed her head gracefully, a gesture of greeting reserved for their own Elders and foreign heads of state.
"That we indeed are.", she replied calmly. While sapient non-humans were rather rare in the Free Lands, over the last few years, they made the odd contact with them, primarily a young King wise far beyond his age. She rose up again, a small smile on her lips. "I'm Felicia Sciotóg of the Tribe of Monaghan, here on behalf of the Free Lands of the Selkie. It's my greatest pleasure to meet you, Mister Za'v."
The rest of her group looked around them a bit, Ava staying by her side and Fiona looking for someone dear to her heart, who she hoped was closeby and fine. She could do without his bodyguard, but he... despite the odd things they had faced over the last few times they met, she liked that person very much.

"Tis my pleasure as well," Ka'tyu replied, slightly nodding his head, "I'll go meet with the other leaders, then... seems one of yer group is a tad amiss of something." After saying this, he turns around & saunters away, although he was still close enough as to be able to hear them.

"Life been swell besides the occasional idiots in the Kingdom with a high level education and healthcare I've gave them to be decent folk in my country deciding to complain about whatever is on their minds to make it the government's problem they can't use there brain cells to fix the problem, but other than that everything is good and so how are you, Mister President?" Asked the Emperor with a friendly smile, with his sons just playing with balls of fire to entertain themselves, making them into creatures that dance and sing with their mystical arts.As the Kingdom of Greater China was known to be a place of where actual sorcery exists in the world with the combination of cutting edge technology.

Taking notice of the two leaders— & in particular, the technological magic — Ka'tyu decided to walk towards them, his steps unusually silent. "Apologies if you dislike my sudden entrance," he suddenly said as he came within visible range of both leaders, "but what are we discussing 'ere? ... interesting magic ye have."

In truth, though, Ka'tyu did know what they were discussing, but wanted to ask as to slowly enter the conversation over suddenly leaping in.

"Nothing of interesting just complains about how much good we can do for our people as the minority can be ingrateful bastards, nothing much, good sir, magic is not much of interesting as it a daily live thing for making a profit in construction, enterprising, and weapons crafting.As I'm not knowledgeable of each different art of the sorcery with forbidden magic of the dark arts, which is perfectly allowed in the Kingdom as I only use my spells for defense and not really for attacking that is what my sword is for, so....how you been." Said the Emperor with his word running off as he couldn't think of what to say.

[Shwe Tu Colony]

"Tis my pleasure as well," Ka'tyu replied, slightly nodding his head, "I'll go meet with the other leaders, then... seems one of yer group is a tad amiss of something." After saying this, he turns around & saunters away, although he was still close enough as to be able to hear them.

Taking notice of the two leaders— & in particular, the technological magic — Ka'tyu decided to walk towards them, his steps unusually silent. "Apologies if you dislike my sudden entrance," he suddenly said as he came within visible range of both leaders, "but what are we discussing 'ere? ... interesting magic ye have."

In truth, though, Ka'tyu did know what they were discussing, but wanted to ask as to slowly enter the conversation over suddenly leaping in.

"Nothing of interesting just complains about how much good we can do for our people as the minority can be ingrateful bastards, nothing much, good sir, magic is not much of interesting as it a daily live thing for making a profit in construction, enterprising, and weapons crafting.As I'm not knowledgeable of each different art of the sorcery with forbidden magic of the dark arts, which is perfectly allowed in the Kingdom as I only use my spells for defense and not really for attacking that is what my sword is for, so....how you been." Said the Emperor with his word running off as he couldn't think of what to say.

"Alright then," came Ka'tyu's simple reply, "currently Parfuhmerie is setting up a storefront for the Verndara Emerald Company, but other than that, it's mostly idyllic — or at least as much as you can get with my race. Speaking of my home world, we also have magic for many categories, at least 36 branches I believe out of 6 base ones, but there are some outer ones that don't fit in the base category, so that'll add a few more to it. I myself don't have much in the way of combat magic, but I do have some knowledge in sectors useful for diplomacy. The most magically-talented civilization in my world would be Psytronius, though."

[The Selkie]

"Tis my pleasure as well," Ka'tyu replied, slightly nodding his head, "I'll go meet with the other leaders, then... seems one of yer group is a tad amiss of something." After saying this, he turns around & saunters away, although he was still close enough as to be able to hear them.

[...]

Felicia was a bit surprised at the sudden exit, but still made a short headcount - there was Ava at her side, Fiona was looking for someone (and everyone of the Selkie knew, who she was looking for), and Gwen was watching her, a bit to the side.
Maybe he meant that, that Gwen was not directly at her heels?
Well, that was another matter to discuss at another point. "Alright, ladies...", she said in their own tongue and nodded to herself, "Let's keep together. We'll greet the King as one and from there we'll go...unless, of course, a particular person awakes our interest or has already done so."
The last was more directed at Fiona, who blushed slightly, but nodded.

[Atkemri]

"Tis my pleasure as well," Ka'tyu replied, slightly nodding his head, "I'll go meet with the other leaders, then... seems one of yer group is a tad amiss of something." After saying this, he turns around & saunters away, although he was still close enough as to be able to hear them.

[...]

Felicia was a bit surprised at the sudden exit, but still made a short headcount - there was Ava at her side, Fiona was looking for someone (and everyone of the Selkie knew, who she was looking for), and Gwen was watching her, a bit to the side.
Maybe he meant that, that Gwen was not directly at her heels?
Well, that was another matter to discuss at another point. "Alright, ladies...", she said in their own tongue and nodded to herself, "Let's keep together. We'll greet the King as one and from there we'll go...unless, of course, a particular person awakes our interest or has already done so."
The last was more directed at Fiona, who blushed slightly, but nodded.

Caren Wells walks up to the group "Hello there I'm Caren Wells Lucky's wife how are you all doing."

[The Selkie]

Caren Wells walks up to the group "Hello there I'm Caren Wells Lucky's wife how are you all doing."

Ava nodded, her accent shining through, the soft vowels typical for the region she came from, her English melodious as she tried to fit the clunky English words into the patterns of speech she was used to, making it sound a bit like a song: "We're good, thank you, Ma'am. I'm Ava... Ava Coileán of the Tribe of Westmeath. It's a pleasure to meet you."

[Atkemri]

Caren Wells walks up to the group "Hello there I'm Caren Wells Lucky's wife how are you all doing."

Ava nodded, her accent shining through, the soft vowels typical for the region she came from, her English melodious as she tried to fit the clunky English words into the patterns of speech she was used to, making it sound a bit like a song: "We're good, thank you, Ma'am. I'm Ava... Ava Coileán of the Tribe of Westmeath. It's a pleasure to meet you."

"It's a pleasure to meet you too Ava. So why'd you come. To be honest Lucky dragged me over because we don't spend enough time together. But the funny part is I've asked him to go to the rest of his meetings with foreign leaders and he said no every time!"*begins laughing at own joke*

[The Selkie]

"It's a pleasure to meet you too Ava. So why'd you come. To be honest Lucky dragged me over because we don't spend enough time together. But the funny part is I've asked him to go to the rest of his meetings with foreign leaders and he said no every time!"*begins laughing at own joke*

Ava raised an eyebrow at the joke, which she found not funny at all, but gave a polite smile anyways. It wasn't that she was humourless, but she preferred a deeply dark and black humour.
As soon as the woman had sobered up, Ava replied slowly: "I'm here on behalf of my people, the Selkie, as one half of Ambassador Group 6. My reasons for attending are diplomatic in nature... although, I must admit, that having fun along the way wouldn't hurt!" At that, her smile turned honest, nodding to Felicia to tell her, that she would be talking to Mistress Wells, and stepping to her. "Come, Ma'am, let's find a place to sit down and maybe have an apple juice!"

[Atkemri]

"It's a pleasure to meet you too Ava. So why'd you come. To be honest Lucky dragged me over because we don't spend enough time together. But the funny part is I've asked him to go to the rest of his meetings with foreign leaders and he said no every time!"*begins laughing at own joke*

Ava raised an eyebrow at the joke, which she found not funny at all, but gave a polite smile anyways. It wasn't that she was humourless, but she preferred a deeply dark and black humour.
As soon as the woman had sobered up, Ava replied slowly: "I'm here on behalf of my people, the Selkie, as one half of Ambassador Group 6. My reasons for attending are diplomatic in nature... although, I must admit, that having fun along the way wouldn't hurt!" At that, her smile turned honest, nodding to Felicia to tell her, that she would be talking to Mistress Wells, and stepping to her. "Come, Ma'am, let's find a place to sit down and maybe have an apple juice!"

"That sounds great Ava! Let's go. Oh do you know when the coronation starts?"

[The Seryyiok Empire]

"Nothing of interesting just complains about how much good we can do for our people as the minority can be ingrateful bastards, nothing much, good sir, magic is not much of interesting as it a daily live thing for making a profit in construction, enterprising, and weapons crafting.As I'm not knowledgeable of each different art of the sorcery with forbidden magic of the dark arts, which is perfectly allowed in the Kingdom as I only use my spells for defense and not really for attacking that is what my sword is for, so....how you been." Said the Emperor with his word running off as he couldn't think of what to say.

"Alright then," came Ka'tyu's simple reply, "currently Parfuhmerie is setting up a storefront for the Verndara Emerald Company, but other than that, it's mostly idyllic — or at least as much as you can get with my race. Speaking of my home world, we also have magic for many categories, at least 36 branches I believe out of 6 base ones,
but there are some outer ones that don't fit in the base category, so that'll add a few more to it. I myself don't have much in the way of combat magic, but I do have some knowledge in sectors useful for diplomacy. The most magically-talented civilization in my world would be Psytronius, though."

"36 branches for different magics? I heard there was twice more than that as my government during, er....70s created a department of Sorcery known as the Magic Council and guard unit for the department to make regulations and laws for users of such spells to prevent malicious tendencies to occur by what quirk they where born with so the Kingdom could still function without anarchy breaking through.And what is so special about these Psytroniys, as you said they are the most talented in your world." Said the Emperor, with curiosity.

Victor eod hide his presence in the room waiting silently towards Hadraian, taking his phone from his hands without him noticing as it would like it just vanished from thin air as Victor disappeared into the crowd, soon allowing his presence to be notice as he stands with Zian holding Hadraian's precious materialistic device inbetween his fingers, also the phone would be on fire though not burning although it would seem different to Hadraian's point of view when he realizes what just happen.Seeing Victor just smiling, with him practicing his basic assassin skills to be reach other levels of the art of professional killers.

[Atkemri]

"Alright then," came Ka'tyu's simple reply, "currently Parfuhmerie is setting up a storefront for the Verndara Emerald Company, but other than that, it's mostly idyllic — or at least as much as you can get with my race. Speaking of my home world, we also have magic for many categories, at least 36 branches I believe out of 6 base ones,
but there are some outer ones that don't fit in the base category, so that'll add a few more to it. I myself don't have much in the way of combat magic, but I do have some knowledge in sectors useful for diplomacy. The most magically-talented civilization in my world would be Psytronius, though."

"36 branches for different magics? I heard there was twice more than that as my government during, er....70s created a department of Sorcery known as the Magic Council and guard unit for the department to make regulations and laws for users of such spells to prevent malicious tendencies to occur by what quirk they where born with so the Kingdom could still function without anarchy breaking through.And what is so special about these Psytroniys, as you said they are the most talented in your world." Said the Emperor, with curiosity.

Victor eod hide his presence in the room waiting silently towards Hadraian, taking his phone from his hands without him noticing as it would like it just vanished from thin air as Victor disappeared into the crowd, soon allowing his presence to be notice as he stands with Zian holding Hadraian's precious materialistic device inbetween his fingers, also the phone would be on fire though not burning although it would seem different to Hadraian's point of view when he realizes what just happen.Seeing Victor just smiling, with him practicing his basic assassin skills to be reach other levels of the art of professional killers.

Hadrian looks around confused. "Where is my phone?! WHERE IS IT?!?! Whoever took it will pay! T
Oh you'll pay alright!" He notices Victor. "YOU SET IT IN FIRE YOU PIECE OF GARBAGE!!!!!" He charges at Victor fists bared. He tackles him in a rage and stares at him with a look of pure anger.

[Atkemri]

OOC:bump

[Shwe Tu Colony]

"Nothing of interesting just complains about how much good we can do for our people as the minority can be ingrateful bastards, nothing much, good sir, magic is not much of interesting as it a daily live thing for making a profit in construction, enterprising, and weapons crafting.As I'm not knowledgeable of each different art of the sorcery with forbidden magic of the dark arts, which is perfectly allowed in the Kingdom as I only use my spells for defense and not really for attacking that is what my sword is for, so....how you been." Said the Emperor with his word running off as he couldn't think of what to say.

"Alright then," came Ka'tyu's simple reply, "currently Parfuhmerie is setting up a storefront for the Verndara Emerald Company, but other than that, it's mostly idyllic — or at least as much as you can get with my race. Speaking of my home world, we also have magic for many categories, at least 36 branches I believe out of 6 base ones,
but there are some outer ones that don't fit in the base category, so that'll add a few more to it. I myself don't have much in the way of combat magic, but I do have some knowledge in sectors useful for diplomacy. The most magically-talented civilization in my world would be Psytronius, though."

"36 branches for different magics? I heard there was twice more than that as my government during, er....70s created a department of Sorcery known as the Magic Council and guard unit for the department to make regulations and laws for users of such spells to prevent malicious tendencies to occur by what quirk they where born with so the Kingdom could still function without anarchy breaking through.And what is so special about these Psytroniys, as you said they are the most talented in your world." Said the Emperor, with curiosity.

Victor eod hide his presence in the room waiting silently towards Hadraian, taking his phone from his hands without him noticing as it would like it just vanished from thin air as Victor disappeared into the crowd, soon allowing his presence to be notice as he stands with Zian holding Hadraian's precious materialistic device inbetween his fingers, also the phone would be on fire though not burning although it would seem different to Hadraian's point of view when he realizes what just happen.Seeing Victor just smiling, with him practicing his basic assassin skills to be reach other levels of the art of professional killers.[/quote]

"Some more than 36, but I can't remember how many exactly... I'd have to check with Psytronius," replied Ka'tyu, "speaking of them, they are a city-state that floats in the sky due to their magical abilities & currently have a population of some 4,000. Founded by my world's deity of the mind who was also the avatar of the world's creator & is generally the civilization most people go to if they're dedicated to magic. Their best inventions so far are the Blast Temperators, Magnum Opus: War, & Magnum Opus: Land."

[The Selkie]

"That sounds great Ava! Let's go. Oh do you know when the coronation starts?"

Ava shook her head. "Sorry, no, but we'll hear it soon enough - after all, that's supposed to be a party and..."
That was the moment, when she heard a commotion and from the look on Felicia's face, she wasn't the only one:

"36 branches for different magics? I heard there was twice more than that as my government during, er....70s created a department of Sorcery known as the Magic Council and guard unit for the department to make regulations and laws for users of such spells to prevent malicious tendencies to occur by what quirk they where born with so the Kingdom could still function without anarchy breaking through.And what is so special about these Psytroniys, as you said they are the most talented in your world." Said the Emperor, with curiosity.

Victor eod hide his presence in the room waiting silently towards Hadraian, taking his phone from his hands without him noticing as it would like it just vanished from thin air as Victor disappeared into the crowd, soon allowing his presence to be notice as he stands with Zian holding Hadraian's precious materialistic device inbetween his fingers, also the phone would be on fire though not burning although it would seem different to Hadraian's point of view when he realizes what just happen.Seeing Victor just smiling, with him practicing his basic assassin skills to be reach other levels of the art of professional killers.

Hadrian looks around confused. "Where is my phone?! WHERE IS IT?!?! Whoever took it will pay! T
Oh you'll pay alright!" He notices Victor. "YOU SET IT IN FIRE YOU PIECE OF GARBAGE!!!!!" He charges at Victor fists bared. He tackles him in a rage and stares at him with a look of pure anger.

Ava took a moment to take in the surprise, then sighed deeply - Every time..., she thought, her and the collected experiences of the Foreign Office with occassions such as this getting to her and voicing itself in her head, Every bloody time.
"I take, that the quite enraged gentleman is your husband?", she asked Caren with a neutral expression, remembering something or the other from the guestlists. "Charming man, might kidnap him for a dance or two later... you hold him back from causing an international incident, well, a larger one as it already is, and I take care of the boy from doing the same?"