Throne Room.

[Wolf_Obsidio 11]

Sir Wolf Obsidio walks into the keep, looking around at all the people, feeling slightly intimidated. He steps forward and bows to the emperor, preying that his cloths are in order.

"Your Imperial Highness. Me name is Wolf Obsidio, Knight of Ager. I am here in partnership with Lord Throdo Therving and Count Niko Althred. I am here to talk to ye about the Training of yer soldiers. We have recently come into possession of a abandoned keep near Ager and I wish to convert it into a Military Academy for the soldiers of Oren. I have already received permission from Count Niko to commence construction. All I wish is to be assured that we will be the only academy for soldiers in Oren and to receive yer blessing. "

Wolf bows again and awaits a answer from The Emperor.

[Braehn Elendil An'Hiraeth 474]

*Artorus enters the throne room, behind him two Knights adorned in blue and grey overcoats, with iron mail underneath. "Lord Artorus of Clan Elendil, Lord of the Adunia, Count of Ildon Hold and the Blackwood County, Lord of the Winter Hall and Blackwood, Lord Marshal of the Oren Bannermen and levies."

He bows before Emperor Godfrey, seated upon his ornate throne. "Your Impreial Majesty." The two Elendil Knight's bow beside their liege Lord, repeating what he just said. "Rise, Uncle." Godfrey says in a warm, inviting voice. As Artorus rises, he brings his hands to his side.

"Your Imperial Majesty, I come seeking land for the Adunian clans. I run two Counties, though one is small and too far away from the main Adunian holdings." He waves a hand to the Knight to his left "Ser Augor Sandreas, the scroll." Augor nods, handing a long scroll to Artorus.

He gives him a nod of thanks and opens it. "Clan Elendil, Seat of Winter Hall Castle, Ildon Towne, Blackwood County. Clan Loyola, Loyola Manor. Clan MacCray, Rivia Barony. Clan Caellach, Eridell Isle,Fort Modstand. Clan Canmore, Canmore Manor. Clan Nuri, No land. Clan Angus, No land. Clan Deschain, no land. Clan Stark, no land. Clan Findlaech, No land.

Your Imperial Majesty, I have several Adunian families that were once strong and prominent! Now, they have no land and are lucky to have a manse in my Castle. We seek more land for Ildon County, the lands of Peckerwood and Holmthwaithe are prime lands. A Castle or a keep for each Clan. This shall bring people and trade to the region, and also strengthen the Western Marches from Wildmen and the Rhodir threats on Westfall." He rolls the scroll up, handing it to Augor.

"Each castle and manor would be able to House more warriors for the marches, and the servants and farmers in them could provide grain, melons and more food for the people of Oren. Winter is fast ((You are all sooo lucky I didn't say Winter is Coming, I could have but for the sake of good taste I didn't))approaching, and we need more grain to last it."

Artorus crosses his arms and says loudly "In conclusion! With the land granted to the Adunian Clan's, we shall have more grain produced for the people or our great and grand empire, and more Knights and Soldiers on our Western Bborder, to fight at a moment's notice. Who wants Wildmen to run off with their children? Nobody, and this won't happen with the Clan's getting the land needed." He looks up at his nephew, awaiting his response.

[Will (TauFirewarrior) 2466]

* Lord High Sheriff stands in the throne room near Godfrey with two Sheriffs behind him listening to Artorus and his need to claim land for the Adunian people. He raises his hand and asks.

"Sire if I may? I'd just like to know where exactly will these clans be settling? My own non Adunian House is interested in developing several provinces in Westfall and I am personally interested in increasing my own land holdings. Prehaps you should have talked to me about this before you started making plans so there wouldn't be any confusion."

* Kais then steps back to where he is meant to stand.

[ΚΨΙΞ 710]

Cailean walks to the throne room after entering the broken window by Godfrey's room. Cailean wears a shirt of mail, a metal shoulderguard and a brown hood. Cailean stops at the guards as hold out their pikes blocking the doorway. "Name" they say muffled. "Oh Ser Adorellan Baelish" Cailean lets out a chuckle as the guards allow Cailean to enter whilst he smirks slyly. As Cailean reaches the end of the carpet he kneels down and removes his hood. The guards seeing that its not Adorellan step forward with their weapons and the crossbowmen load bolts. "My liege, how goes your Empire?"

[Rusty7x 114]

"Hats on lads, jackets done up" says Admiral Elessar to his lesser staff, "The Emperor expects the best of us now and always will." As his men prepare their suits Elessar walks over to a small drawer in his office and slowly opens to reveal the contents. To an untrained eye they would seem like nothing but a pile cluttered papers. However, Elessar quickly sifted through the sheets quickly and picks out a certain one, then quickly rolls it up and ties it with a small piece of string. He holds it under his arm and leaves his office. "Ready chaps?" Elessar mutters off as he exits the Admiralty.

Walking from their carriage to the door of the throne the men take the final time to adjust their uniforms. As they approach the door, Elessar simply nods is head toward the guards as they open the doors. All the men enter and correctly address their righteous emperor. Elessar steps forward handing, the scroll to one of his men. "Emperor, as you may know the newly reformed navy has many a men. We have decided to enlist only the best of the best and shall remain trained in all ways of seamanship." Elessar quickly motions to the man too his right: the one holding the scroll. Then, a number of servants step into the room and place a small table in front of his imperial majesty himself. Elessar takes the scroll and steps up to the table. He then unties the string and rolls out the large parchment upon the table. "These are the full crew lists as of now and the placements each man should take upon the given vessel. We have decided to give the captain's the authority to delegate their crew into the positions of their desire." Elessar then steps back allowing the emperor to read though the parchment. "As of now my liege, all the main vessels are fit for purpose and are only awaiting command. I as well as my superior would like to know if there were anything that you wish to do with such a mighty fleet?" Elessar then steps back and waits for a response.

[Braehn Elendil An'Hiraeth 474]

*Artorus looks to Ser Kais and nods "Aye Ser Kais, we shall speak later. I only wished to go to the Highest Authority to see that proper judgement and less confusion progresses, if I get the land for my Clan's."

[Will (TauFirewarrior) 2466]

* Lord High Sheriff Kais looks to Axl and says

"I think we could talk now. You mentioned Holmthwaite which is my House's County. I think I've informed you and His Imperial Majesty that it was left to me by His Grace Vivyaen when he passed away."

[Kickstarted and Running 965]

Patrick had already been there before kneeling, and stands in front of his grandfather, in his loose white shirt and black trousers and boots

He looks at his beloved grandfather in the eye and gives a faint smile like his father used to

"My beloved grandfather and Your Imperial Majesty Godfrey Horen, it has been long since we last spoke and I am here to offer the services of my Bannermen.

They are growing in number while small now, yes, but once we have an acceptable force I am willing to offer them as a policing force of sorts for minor things and such that we bother knights with. Things like peasents affairs and theft, robberies and such."

He awaits his beloved grandfathers response

[moosehunter123 1081]

*Ser ramdir soulblade walks into the throne room and kneels before godfrey and says* My liege i wish to rebuild my house since i have taken over the soulblades i came here asking you today if i can get a land grant in the duchy of pruvia moutians, I would like to get Marna keep since from what i have seen it is inhabited and i would like to put it back into use my leige. So that my family may prosper again once more and become a loyal following family to oren. *He stop and waits for the emperor to give him a answear.*

[Goldd 126]

*Elizabeth Silverblade enters the palace, dressed elegantly as always. She curtsies to the the Emporer and begins to speak.*

"Your grace, I have come here to make a request. Recently I have decided to uptake some sort of a productive position. I-I don't know who else to go to, that is why I come to you. P-perhaps if I can be an ambassador or something of the sort, with the recent Elven tensions."

*Elizabeth looks very nervous hoping she is asking correctly and to the correct person.*

[Braehn Elendil An'Hiraeth 474]

"It is good to have you back sir, things have been terrible since your capture." A well armored man said. At his side was a shield with the emblem of Clan Douglas.

"Aye Gavin, well now I'm back and perhaps I can set things right." He rears his horse and says "Let's go get this over with, if we are to survive, my daughter can not lead us any longer."

Gavin nod's and pursues in a fast gallop down the street. As they slow their gallop, Torrhen gazes up at the Horen Manor. "Coz..." he thinks to himself "Help me save our people..." He looks to Gavin with a stern face. "Let's go." He says, dismounting his courser, taking the reigns. He holds them out to a young boy "Hitch these and I'll give you a Gold Horen."

The boy looks up at him and nods, taking the reigns to his horse. "Take Ser Gavin's too." Torrhen says, waving a hand at Gavin. As he dismounts they line up at the door. "I'll do the talking." He said to Gavin, walking into the Manor.

As Torrhen looks around he calls out "Your Imperial Majesty, I have returned from my captivity to regain what is mine and save our people." He looks up the staircase, awaiting a response.

[Kickstarted and Running 965]

PAtrick, hooded and robbed in basic robes, looking like a simple commoner, hobbles to the side and into the shadows, muttering to some unseen figure, having a conversation with someone only he could see, voices only he could hear. He stood in the shadows, watching and waiting...

[Vekrus 396]

Talon approaches the throne of the Holy Oren Empire his gaze falling upon Godfrey. Talon kneels down head bowed. Looking up he stands and addresses the Emperor.

"Your majesty, I have some to ask for your forgiveness yet again. The first time was to inform on my decision to follow Eze'kiel. Now I come to you asking to be accepted back into the place I have loved since the beginning of time. Throughout my time in the Kingdom of Eyveror I thought long and hard about my decision, contemplating on whether it was the right one. I have come to realize that it was not. I stand before you today to ask for forgiveness and the ability to start again in the Empire. In return I offer you my services once again as a Knight of the Holy Order of the Red Dragon and the lives of my men. During my leave I organized a group. You might have heard about them before, The Phoenix Guardians. We have grown strong and would ask that you take our services as your personal elite soldiers and mercenaries. Apart from other groups we are loyal and respectful to those in authority over and only want the best for you and the Empire. Please consider this apology and allow for us to have redemption."

[Agent Miller 26]

*Victor approaches the king's throne and kneels with respect to the king. He then rises upon the king's gesture to rise and begins to speak in a strong, confident voice*

 

Your majesty, I am before on this day to ask your permission to create a storage facility near one of Oren's fine docks. I can across this idea after seeing all the crates lying around the Arethor docks. I also offer a proposal in the event that you choose to grant me permission. I shall now leave and allow you to think about this, if you wish to have a more private meeting, send a bird to Victor Shadowheart ((Hamoflague)) and we can discuss more then.

 

(( If you actually want a private meeting, propose a date and time to me, but keep in mind that I am from Australia and timezones will come into play))

[Watty_Banker 172]

*A few people in the room seem to be listening to every word of the conversations, at the back of the room someone exits the building. As the door opens you see a hooded man stood outside waiting to be spoken to by the recently departed man*