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Post by Grin on Jan 10, 2005 3:37:19 GMT -5
A convoy of 30 men had been dispatched from Lucemedia nearly a week ago, Only 5 remained now. Grin rode at the head of the group on a exhausted looking white Lucemedian mare. Behind him three soldiers dressed in blood necrusted Lucemedian battle armor rode, , their eyes tired and wary, but alert. Grin and his men allowed their horses to walk into Ulster's capital city. The general hoping to gain a personal audience with the queen to discuss military and social matters.
"My bye the queen's buttocks..." a soldier said looking at the city. Another quickly spoke back "This place makes Lucemedia look like a freggin hamlet!" he said removing his helmet and running his hands through his blond hair. Grin was impressed, being he never visited Ulster, but he had seen larger citys, but it was still a magnificent sight to behold.
Grin and what was left of his party approached the city gates, and encountered a dispatch of guard. Grin was wearing a thick leather coat, similar pants, and a white tunic. His normally handsome olive featers were covered by a thin beardt hat was starting to take conroll of his face. He also had blood running down the left side ofh is head, and on much of his jacket's sleeves. Grin's men, their armor was encrusted with blood, and they were not in much better shape.
To the guards these men would probley look like simple beggers, save for the sashes around their left arms. Grin had a similar sash though it was teal, with a silver rne etched into it. Marking him as the General of Lucemedia's armed forces.
Grin looked at the guard and addressed him properly "Hello good soldier..I am General Grin of Lucemedia..and these are my merry men" he said with a light chuckle "We wish to have an audience with your Queen..or maybe another one of your leaders who may be able to help us."
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Post by Dr. Daniel Carter on Jan 10, 2005 17:21:58 GMT -5
"The Queen is out on business right now." A voice said from behind the guard being addressed before the armor laiden man had a chance to even answer. "I'm afraid I'll have to do." Said a very well dressed man that was approaching the General. The late twenties looking man was in a woll overcoat. Glasses framed a pair of sharp blue eyes as well combed brown hair fell to the sides of the young man's face. Crossing an arm over his chest and giving a small bow (a trick he had picked up just recently in the royal court since his ordination) he addressed the soldier in front of him again.
"Dr. Daniel Carter, Grand Duke of Invernis." he said as professionally as possible, though it was clear from some of the more awkward details of his movement that he was either new to the court or simply did not enjoy the title that he carried, perhaps both. "The Queen is out of the country on business at the moment, and seeing as the Princess is only five years old, I believe it's me that you would want to speak to." He cleared his throat, looking nervously to the foot soldiers, bruised and bloodied. Daniel never had been much of a fighter. He found there were always better ways of hashing out a situation than violence.
"Your men look like they're in need of some aid..." He remarked, his face softening slightly as he inadvertantly dropped his tone of authority. "You should get them to the infirmary immediately." Looking back at one of the guards he asked politely, "Would you mind, please, escorting the soldiers to the nurse's quarters?" The man saluted, an action that always caught Daniel off guard and reminded him that he was in a position to give orders.
Blue eyes looked back up to the General. "You must be tired." His voice was empathetic. "Forget the formalities, General, let's just get you a room and some food and any other accomodations before we even think about discussing politics. I always found it remarkably unproductive anyhow." His lips twisted into a small and almost shy smile as he invited the newcomer down off his horse and into the castle proper.
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Post by Grin on Jan 10, 2005 23:05:42 GMT -5
Grin turned his head and nodded to his men, lettign them follow the soldiers into the city so they could get some much needed medical attention and rest. Grin Simply dismounted, and walked up to the Docter. "I am actually in rather good health.." he said watchign as an attendent came and took controll of his mount.
"I am here Officially form Lucemedia to formalize the alliance treaty that has been in the works for some time." He said looking at the docter. "We recentally came under invasion by two seperate empires, we held but it was extreamly close."
"So i have come to formalize a benificial treaty between our nations, realizing we cant fight every battle alone...I hope you are able to handle such a task good docter." he said purking a brown eye brow and flashing a smile.
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Post by Dr. Daniel Carter on Jan 20, 2005 1:11:12 GMT -5
"Actually the person, as it were, that you would most want to talk to, General Grin, would be me." A booming voice in perfect common tongue that rolled in speech like the most aristocratic of men said from beyond them both. The long pink forked tongue those pretty words rolled off was slithering between a row of gigantic polished teeth that belonged in the mouth of the large silver dragon head reading on top of two large silver dragon paws poking out from behind a tree. The grin on the beast's face was far from malicious, though it was hard to see past the row of sharp fangs in the lizard's maw, even as it spoke so eloquently.
"My faith in Dr. Carter is unabashed, however, I do believe he has more pressing business to attend to." Continued the dragon, a silver eye rotating onto the young duke with a sly look. "Miss Raven is inside and causing quite a stir, Dr. Carter. Perhaps you should see to her?" a scaly eyebrow arched in amusement as Daniel's face paled slightly at the thought. "Of course... excuse me. A guest of mine seems to be... causing some difficulties." Daniel mumbled as he nodded towards the dragon's snout. "This is Halar... consider him to be as close to a ruling authority as I am. Please excuse me."
The dragon watched Daniel hurry off towards the castle infirmary, delighting in the secret knowledge of the scene he would find when he got there. Stretching out two massive and clawed front paws the lizard slowly swung its head up and arched its back before pushing its snout towards Grin in an inquisitive way. Large nostrils inhaled the warm scent of the soldier and stored it away for later recalling. Do not look so surprised, mammal." The dragon's voice had a playful tone to it, "Not all of us dragons think of your kind as a slave race. It is no secret that Her Majesty Queen Kahlan keeps dragons in her royal court."
Halar was big, even for a dragon. Just underthirty feet high and quite a deal longer he was the biggest dragon Ulster had ever seen, and one of the oldest. It was a peculiarity to find such a great and massive beast in the royal court of a human government, but when one did make its prescence known it was better to not question its motives, even if this one did seem more amiable and less hungry.
"So... a general is it? How very interesting. And with a proposal for Ulster as well. Very interesting, indeed. I think you will find me well enough suited for your needs, General. Do tell me, what is it that you would have in mind for our countries', hmm?"
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