Gathering Of The Clans

[Hanrahan 2983]

Hanrahan stands before the Stone circle's altar, clouds, thunder, and lightning booming and striking around, setting the mood of the meeting.

 

 

"Taoisigh, a bhailiú mé tú anseo chun labhairt faoi ár dtodhchaí."

"Chieftains, I gather you here to talk about our future."

 

 

Ní féidir liom a ainm náisiún amháin ina mbeidh linn, agus mar sin ní mór dúinn sinn féin a óstáil.

"I cannot name a single nation that will host us, and so we must host ourselves."

 

Ach arís, níl aon áit chun óstáil a dhéanamh linn. Sin é an fáth go bhfuil muid long sheoladh, agus teacht ar a lán bheidh againn.

"Yet again, there is no place to host us. That is why we have sent ships, and find a host we will."

 

(( All Adunian Chieftains post here about plans, Questions, etc. ))

[ToenailTickler 290]

((Are you using my Auld stone circle???))

[KiiNg 78]

Chieftain Valarr Targyn II nods slowly as he listens to Han speak. He pushes out his chest, returning to his alpha-male posture before he looks from left to right. Finding no one else speaking, he positions himself in the center of the gathering.

 

"Yeh. My Clan is buildin' five great ships t' lead us to t'ah new world, should t'ere be one." He speaks in a dark, gravelly tone.

 

 

"We welcome all 'dunians on our ships," He drags his glare over the gathering of chieftains, then pauses for a short while.

 

"Except Eoghan Campbell, also known as Ainmire." He barks, putting a large amount of emphasis on the word except.

 

"For he 'as disrespect'd my Clan for t'ah last time!" His commanding voice rings through the stone circle, and can be heard throughout the camp.

 

Valarr emits a cruel snarl from deep inside his throat, matching Chieftain Eoin Campbell's gaze before he says softly,

"He finds 'is own way t' t'ah new world." 

 

 

He clears his throat, stepping back into his place.

 

"Should we find t'ah new world, I will gat'er forces. Clan Targyn will lead a banner 'nd serve as t'ah border guards."

 

He nods once, "T'at is all for now."

[Ctc9592 62]

Chieftain Gideon Marsh II listens to Han then watches Valarr stand in the middle giving his speech after he sits down Gideon thinks to him self 'Since when was Eoghan alive' but ends the thought there seeing no one else get up he ,with his spear, and takes the position Valarr was just standing at and turns to the other Chieftains.

 

"Aye my fellow Adunians. My Clan be preparin for ta 'arsh winters ahead we 'ave sacks of wheat and seeds ready ta be move when Valarr finishes his ships" he says with a deep tone while leaning on his spear

 

He the stands up straight and obtains a serious face "But if ye don't stop stealin our crops we gonna die in ta winters!"

 

He then leans again on the spear "Clan Marsh will be ta Militia for ta new lands and protect it with Valarr's Clan until we can setup a greater force to defend our 'omeland" 

 

He then states "I believe that be all I need ta say" he then walks back to his spot from whence he came 
  

[Caln McHarnish/porkchopp2 71]

Word reaches Caln McHarnish of the meeting. Gathering a few Rangers, he enters the circle as Gideon begins to speak. Caln stays in the shadows until he is done and walks out.

"The Rangers will be in the North to protect ya from the beasties. We don't need more tiny "armies" springing up to make more rivalries. It was your choice to break your oath Gideon. You are power hungry and only wish to be the top dog. In my eyes, there is no top dog. I give orders to my men, yes. I call myself a captain, yes. But we are all equals. Keepers of oaths and lives, and we do not need oathbreakers protecting us, Gideon."

As Caln says this, he turns to Han

"I am sorry for accusing you for treason against High King Lachlan Mor Elendil. I see now you are only working for the betterment of Adunia, and its people."

Caln unsheathes his longsword, Wolf Bane, with a slick sounds as it escapes his shealthe. Caln holds it out to Han hilt first.

"I offer you my sword for the betterment of Adunia. My mind was clouded in anger before but let us enter into a new age of light."

((Done on my phone. Sorry for no pretty colors.))

[Andartus Orvar 20]

Eideard Eilthereach, chieftain of the thirteenth clan, and the self proclaimed greatest brewmaester amongst the clans, steps forward at this juncture, rolling out his massive shoulders. Standing on ceremony, he is clad in his armour, his entire left arm sheathed in sparkling iron plates, connected to a thick breast plate by a large gilded shoulder pad. His arbalest is, as always, strapped to the harness at his back. His white and black kilt is muddied and frayed from hard labour. 

 

"Me arbalesters stan' by. We go' a haverin' fer a real brawl, an' it's a wee difficul' fer me t' suppress th' more... Rilet o' me clan. As always, ah'm a' yer roigh' shoulter, 'Anrahan, bu' ah hafta say me clan were saerta plannin' t' take oor own boot t' th' new worlt, wi' th' intention o' opening oor Ale Hoose as soon as it'd be prudent t' do so. Within tha' hall, me forces'll be billetted, an' it'll be securet wi' th' greatest crossbows th' modern worlt ha' e'er seen, an' will defen' oor cousins t' a man. We carry th' seets, hops, an' crops o' oor future, an' we all look forwar' t' havin' somewhere t' call home a' last."

 

The young, heavily scarred chieftain steps back, nodding. 

[Gemmylou 484]

Isabella Elendil pulls over her hood as she steps through the woods to get to the circle. She wasn't sure why she found herself here, or why she felt the need to help her far fallen brethren...but help them she felt she should. She looked around, stepping up silently, her face as hard and emotionless as ever; The term Ice Queen fitted her well. She kept herself hidden and out of sight, behind one of the rocks as she leans against it, listening carefully. 

 

 

She sighs quietly to herself as she listens. 

"I'll wait here." She thinks to herself. "I'll wait here unseen and unheard until one of them says something of interest."

[Dukester 120]

Derrek and his loyal Elendil folk that have followed him in the recent years arrive at the circle. Blank faced and fixing their eyes onto the new Adunian Earls. They slowly maneuver themselves until the five of them are circling the gathering, surrounding the edges, and stand idle watching its progress, weapons firmly in hand

 

 

"C'mon 'den Brae, Let us be dun' with it,"

 

Derrek thunders from beyond the tree's as he emerges upon a fairly ordinary horse. He trots onward to the entrance of the meeting circle but halts at that very position, side by side with his circling Elendil folk. Derrek chooses not to dismount his mount, merely sits there, watching with a hand on his hilt.

 

 

"Meh brother will grace us with his presence shortleh, As fer me sister, Bah, feck knows."

[Neno 3]

Vangard, Son of Derrek and proud member of the Elendil folk stands at one edge of the circle alongside his fellow Elendils as they surround the meeting. Knowing full well the purpose of this formation they stand under, he smirks lightly to himself, staring directly towards Caln as he interrupts the gathering. Vangard keeps ever watchful of his father Derrek in the corner of his eye waiting for him to give the order to take action on the interruption.

[Hanrahan 2983]

Caln, Glacaim an chuid is mó chaoin do blade. Tá Aontacht an méid is gá againn san am seo.

"Caln, I most graciously accept your blade. Unity is what we need in this time."

 

Eideard, ní féidir liom fanacht ar do tábhairne, agus brewing. Ag dul chomh maith leis sin, le fios agam go bhfuil cearta brewing amháin Eilthereach, agus tá cearta barr amháin Marsh.

"Eideard, I can't wait for your tavern, and brewing. Going along with that, I suggest that Eilthereach has sole brewing rights, and Marsh has sole crop rights."

 

"Konrad, tá mé ag smaoineamh ar imeachtaí, agus anseo cad tá mé a mholadh. Muid níos ísle ar an chumhacht Ríoga, ach ní gá méadú ar ár féin, chomh maith leis an taoisigh oblidged chun aon cheann ach an Rí."

"Konrad, I've been thinking of events, and here's what I have to propose. We lower the Royal power, but not necessarily increase our own, as well as making the chieftains oblidged to none but the King."

[Kickstarted and Running 965]

Konrad folds his arms, looking at Hanrahan, nodding slowly

 

Hanrahan Ich glaube, dass wir eine Liste von Forderungen an den Hohen König machen müssen, und dann können wir zeigen, was wir wirklich wollen und brauchen. Ich schlage vor, die folgenden:

1) Unity
2) Highlanders bekommen ein Stück Land
3) Clan Unabhängigkeit
4) Weniger königliche Kontrolle

Nichtbeachtung dieser mee wird in der High King immer von der Macht verdrängt führen.

 

 

Hanrahan I believe that we need to make a list of demands to the High King, and then we can truly show what we want and need. I propose the following:

 

1) Unity
2) Highlanders get a chunk of land
3) Clan independance
4) Less Royal Control

Failure to mee these will result in the High King getting ousted from power.

[Caln McHarnish/porkchopp2 71]

Caln grins and shealthes his sword.

"I agree with everything but sole crop rights. How do we know they will sell fairly? Already, I have heard lies about the Rangers spewing from them. They might give us their word, but what good is it? They sure as hell have broken it before, and that was an oath. I feel uncomfortable not knowing if my men will be fed or not, and that should be the least of my worries. I fully agree with the brewing rights. It is about time we can finally start buying ale without "liberating" it."

Caln pauses a moment before continuing.

"I agree with lowering the King's power. We were meant to have an Adunian Lord not a King. Lachlan is a great man but still young and will grow into the power more if need be. Of course he will have undying fealty, but I think the Chieftains should have one limit since so many new ones are springing up. I propose new clans serve as a sept clan for an elven month until proven worthy."

[Ctc9592 62]

Gideon listens to Caln slander and stands to look at him.

 

"Caln I broke my bloody oath ta  ya because ye was goin ta separate ta clans! I don't even bloody know why he be here Lachlan pronounced 'im a traitor and Konrad was there ta prove it! I swore my loyalty ta the High King and I don't plan ta break it anytime soon because he be a good leader unlike ye!"

 

He leans on his spear and spits at Caln's feet

 

"When ye  gain Lachlan's trust back then ye can say which Clan deserves rights and which don't"

[Caln McHarnish/porkchopp2 71]

Caln looks at Gideon in complete shock. Then, his body begins to shake and tears dot his eyes. Nothing can hold back the waves of laughter that follow. The Rangers that knew Gideon next to Caln laugh madly, some falling on their backs and tears streaming down their eyes. After a while, they finally begin to settle back down only to see Gideon once more and begin laughing. After what seems like an eternity, they finally stop, and Caln manages to regain some of his composure. He flexes his hand for a moment and shakes his head while chuckling to himself as he tries to find the right words that describe Gideon.

"Gideon... Look at you. Just look at you! You are a child in a man's world, spewing lies like a gutter spews (poop). I swore my oath to the Elendils long before you even came into this nation. Never have I broken it, and never do I plan to. I have talked to Konrad once in my life, and it was in private at the old camp. You want to talk about oaths? I don't think I even have to. You know good well what you did so if you want to know, ask Gideon."

Caln says that last part to the group.

"I've fucked whores scarier than you, Gideon. I have seen you in action millions of times and know your every move. You think this new spear of yours will protect you? I will snap it over your dead body like I did to the Campbells. If you want a clan war, you will have it, but I swear to the three gods above that if you say one more lie, it will be your last."

[Ctc9592 62]

Gideon shakes his head knowing Caln hides his true colors inside laughter.

 

"Caln you merely hide your colors. I have not insulted you in anyway I have just stated the truth but you shown that you are slanderous and immature out of respect to the High King and the Council I will not proceed with any actions for now but know you are no friend to Clan Marsh"

 

He begins to walk away but turns to speak once more.

 

"And you Rangers I was your Drillmaster the one who taught you your fighting skills yet you laugh at me like I am no threat. Know that I am not mad at you but Caln you are welcome to Clan Marsh's land when we head North"

 

He walks away back to the place he sat shaking his head once more