An Answer To A Important Question

[Tethras 278]

((Written without accents to make it easier to read. Just assume that when he is speaking his is doing so with an accent.))

A  large group of dwarves march into the throne room, glancing closer you notice they’re armed to the teeth. The large portion of them wearing the armour of the Dwarven Legion, with an exception of a few wearing armour of custom make. Brandishing their weapons, from ragged edges axe to thinly pointed spears. From outside the nearby window you see a large armored stone vehicle with multiple Oxen tethered in front of it. The group approaching the throne, until almost in unison the identically armoured soldiers split off into two parallel lines, around a smaller group of dwarves. Beating their weapons against their shields in unison, producing a ominous “Clang” noise. The smaller group advances. You notice that they’re wearing clothing and armour of finer design. Carrying with them a bearing of command as they walk before the King. The majority of the small party holding their  helmets tucked under their arms. Revealing their finely decorated beards, some of them reaching down to their feet. As the commotion slowly dies down a single dwarf advances, clad in blue-ish armour, a large scroll in his left hand. His hand clenching tighter around the scroll as he steps forwards. Inhaling deeply before he says in a loud booming voice.

 

“King Horen of the Empire of Oren, honoured ally...

 

We've come here in place of our King to speak mainly about your hostile actions against our Kingdom. The Kingdom of Urguan... In response to this....” he grunts, unfurling the scrolls as he reads out the contents. 

 

"It is by the decree of Emperor Horen V that the territory commonly known as “The Wilds” is also declared to be under the dominion of the Holy Oren Empire, and the title Guardian of the Wilds be created and bestowed upon Emperor Horen V. It is demanded that all current settlements dismantle themselves on their own volition; and should defiance be met, the settlements will be dismantled by Oren and all possessions and assets transferred to the Empire.” he reads loudly, a tone of anger in his voice. His frown deepening as he read the contents. Suddenly his face contorts into a snarl, tossing the scroll at the foot of the throne. 

 

“What be this nonsense? This act of aggression against us your allies! It is common knowledge that the Kingdom of Urguan maintains a Hold within the Wild Lands. Kal’Halla has long served as loyal vassals under the Dwarven Kingdom and is protected by us. So tell us, oh Horen what is this? “ his says suddenly, his face red with rage.

 

“‘For this is against the terms of the Blood Pact formed between our nations. Are you under the watchful gaze of the Brathmordakin breaking the blood oath? Declaring war on us dwarves who you call allies? Tell us Horen... For what are we to make of this farce?”

 

He steps back slowly, waiting for the Horen or any other person present to respond.

 

((Just to clarify this is not a "declaration of war." Merely dwarves seeking a clarification for events that have transpired.  For people who can post that are Dwarves are Lords. Humans wise I would assume that the King, Privy Councils and other important members of the Human Empire would be there. Happy roleplay! ^_^ ))

[Scipp3r 451]

Podrik sits in a velvet chair to the right of Horen. His eyes look shifty looking to Horen with an uneasy look in his composure. He inclines his head to the Emperor and whispers.

 

"Our strongest and.. only ally, your imperial majesty. Breaking oath could mean dark times ahead of us.."

 

He tilts his head back, facing the dwarves down the throne room.

[TornadoWatch 364]

Jonathan Black stands by the right side of the foot of the Emperor's throne, staring ahead at the visitors through a completely shut visor. He stares coldly at them, his plate armor revealing no emotions. He stays silent; the Emperor knew best how to handle this.

 

Calling them filthy mutants and telling them their vassal town was a joke would not help, after all.

[Sultan 3953]

The nobles and other figures of Oren, turn and look at the Dwarfs as they speak, some shift at the aggressive tone of the Dwarfs.. 

 

The Emperor looks down from his, Throne.. The Lord Privy seal turns some parchments looking down at them before looking up.. ''That is not the fault of the Empire, the fault lays within your own Courts Noble Allies, as the Empire has not been informed of your claims until recently by Commander Igor, and you city that is in the wilds have been withdrawn from our claim.''

 

The Privy Seal nods at the Dwarfs looking back at the Emperor.. ''Aye tis true, we did not know that you had it, there and we have withdrawn our claim as the Privy Seal spoke.'' 

 

He tilts his head.. ''But then again have you seen that place?'' the Emperor asks.. ''Do you not think it is ill placed?''

 

The court is filled with whispers the whispers slowly turn into loud chattering nobles and others turning to each other talking.

 

He stands up firmly, raising his hand fifty men at arms that fill the court to each side bang there feet to the ground in a large clamoring as the raise there poleaxes and slam the handle back down on the floor. The court returns to silence..

 

''Although dear allies it is, unpleasant to us that you call us King, for we are no King.'' he says titling his head slowly clasping his hands together. ''Secondly you should consider you using proper title and address while speaking to us dear Lord of Urugan, it is Your Imperial Majesty you do not address us plainly with our name. Thirdly using words such as nonsense and farce is overly rude.'' he says titling his head as he sits back on his throne.

 

''We shall overlook it though, as you seemed angered and we care deeply for our allies and our beloved friend and kin, Grand King Thorin Grandaxe..'' 

 

As he finishes the nobles turn to each other filling the court with there chatter. 

[Tethras 278]

Farren laughs mockingly, the sound of his laughter carrying down the hall. He shakes his head slowly, an amused expression on his face.

 

Wrong location or not, that is up to us not yer. An besides title or not, it’s up to the Brathmordakin to decide our place in this world and there can be not above the King ov ‘tu Dwarves. I suggest that you keep the matters of location to within your borders, whilst we keep the matters regarding the locations of our Holds within ours. “ he sneers, his tone clearly hostile. Pausing for a few moments as he inhales deeply, before continuing.

 

“Ah merely spoke to truth, for it be utter nonsense that yer declare dominance over all the wilds without taking into consideration the Holds of your allies. But ah did not come here to trade petty insults with yer solely. We’re glad yer recognise the grievance of’ your error and have corrected it. But this brings us to our second matter.” 

 

Coughs suddenly into his hand, grunting as he pulls a large scroll. Unfurling it, letting it drop until it hits the floor with a “clang”. He begins to speak in a loud, rumbling voice.

 

“We request that yer do not resort to such hostile means against tu allies ov ‘tu Dwarven Kingdom. The Mew Mew’s or in  common terms the Kha. Tu Mew Mew’s have been steadfast allies to is in troubled times, most significantly in the beginning of the Orc-Dwarf war of Elysium. So we request that you do not simply charge your soldiers, but seek a diplomatic answer that will be satisfactory to both parties. Should the Kha submit to you, we request that the Kingdom of Urguan takes charge of the port  on their Islands. For this will increase the trade between our two nations. Further increasing the prosperity of ourselves, the Mew Mews and Oren. Any agreement previously made shall still be in existence.   ” he sighs lightly, his eyes scanning the final paragraph of the scroll. His frown deepening as he reads out the final sentence a hint of reluctance in his voice.

 

“Thirdly in regards Wilds. Grand King Thorin in his wisdom has suggested in his wisdom that we split the Wilds between our two Nations. The North of the Wilds shall become your territory whilst we Dwarves claim the South. We believe this shall be satisfactory for both nations, leading us both to future prosperity. "