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Post by Wilhelm Cransnikov on Sept 2, 2022 18:55:19 GMT
Waldchis Lething has been having a bad few days. he was quite excited to hear he had been sent from his homeland to represent the high king in strange Vrithra; however, his wonder and excitement was soured by his knightly companion, Drian "The Dragon-Slayer" (as he insists to be called). While Waldchis can appreciate the hard-virtue of the tholes, he cannot for the life of him understand why they tolerate such irksome knights in their company. Waldchis had taken to locking himself in his quarters just to be free from the man's impossible boasts of slaying dragons in the south of Ifriq, cannibals in the swamps, and destroying temples built of skulls in illhaco lands. This solution could not save him when he was off the boat; however, as he was seated on the sheenish train right across from the so called knight and had little respite from his mad ramblings. Still he was but a few hours from Acielon now and perhaps there he shall be free of this annoyance.
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Post by Wilhelm Cransnikov on Sept 2, 2022 19:26:24 GMT
The Acielonian reception was... quite lacking, which would have irked Waldchis more if it were not for the fact that the knights adorned themselves in their resplendent armor only to be gawked at by some locals with little fanfare. With escort it was brief time till the expedition reached the capital and had their horses guided off by servants. And so finally after what felt like a far longer journey for Waldchis he and his companions were escorted to their chambers to prepare to present themselves to court. Waldchis bathed and adorned himself in fine silks and other accoutrements of a prince while the knights... shined and polished their armor. Now ready for the audience, Waldchis and co enter the court of king Renauld and kneel as they present themselves and their gifts, a jeweled pocket watch, an ornate dagger, and quite a few barrels of Pict Whiskey from the high king; a small collection of Lombard art from the Lethings, and by the request of young prince Wilhelm the second a large collection of Tholish confectioneries.
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Post by Raeliana(Acielon/Isameine) on Sept 6, 2022 18:11:22 GMT
The King of Acielon remained seated upon his throne and mustered the men with a glint in his eyes. "I welcome you, proud tholish knights to my court. Your gifts are well received and prove your honourable intentions. Yes, I have heard many a tale about the values of chivalry still prevailing, you being proof to that. I hope you will find the court to receive you well and I guarantee that any soul that speaks without respect shall face repercussions. But enough of these formalities, I invite you to dine and drink with us tonight." Noticing a servant approaching and recognizing his face as one of those that were aware of his sinful... craving, he decided to cut this audience short: "I fear the business of ruling and being a father demands me once again, but I've been truthfully pleased to receive you." With that he rose and left, he had a knife to test out and would hate to keep some people waiting for his attention.
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