The Great Houses - RP

[NerdyAarakocra They/Them]

A large ship is detected entering a neutron star system in the Tau Cluster.

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This ship is part of a colonial mission.

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This colony will be a source of Axiom crystals.

 

 

 

 

[xinoehp512 he/him]

4 hours ago, Experience said:

Fervor inhaled sharply, letting the air run through her lungs. She loved the way the wind made the grass dance and the tree's branches jump around. Her hair was a soft blue, moving with the wind. She could see her home, the planet set large in the sky, starting to set.

Fervor was different than most of her family. House Zefour didn't really mind if some of the less important members took some time on their planets beautiful moon, Efur. But, well... Fervor wasn't really a less important member.

She was the oldest cousin to the heir of the house, Chovex. Chovex was an only child which put her second in the line of succession. Of course, Fervor didn't want to be a Lady. She just wanted to enjoy paradise. So she had borrowed one of her father's many ships and had flown herself here. And she was determined to stay as long as she could.

Fervor glanced up at the green-blue sky and grinned, her golden white skin glowing. She couldn't wait for the sun to fall away so that she could admire all the stars. She knew almost all the constellations by heart as the heavens were one of the only things that interested her. She would fly away in her own spaceship and never come back if she ever had the chance. 

Someone in the distance yelled. It was too far away to tell what they were saying, but it was coming from the direction of the small town that had been established on the north side of the moon. Drat. They already figured out I was missing, Fervor thought. She wanted to run as fast as she could to her hidden cave, but she had to make sure that it was her family searching for her. She didn't want to miss one second of being outside. 

The girl snuck towards the town, and started to hear more yelling. But this time it was different. There were more voices. And there was something about their voices. Almost...panicked? As soon as Fervor recognized that nobody was looking for her, she started racing towards the town. As she ran to the top of a hill that overlooked the town below, Fervor's hair turned red in fear. 

People were running around in fear, some knocking into each other as they tried to race out of the confined space that the houses formed. Fervor wasn't sure why, there didn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary, no fire, no aliens. No nothing. A man from house Tayllar, with intricate patterns across his dark skin, rounded a corner of a building and came into Fervor's view. He tripped over a box and tried to get up quickly but tripped again. 

And then something flowed around the corner behind him. Something Fervor had never seen or even heard of before. A fluid of some sort, but with more structure. It was grey and didn't seem to have any form. She thought of the arctic stories her parents had told her when she was younger, and her hair changed from red to purple. Fervor realized she had heard of something like this before. Something that wasn't supposed to exist.

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Fervor was nine years old. She couldn't sleep, and even if she could have she would have only been met by nightmares. So she had decided to explore more of House Zefour's massive keep when there weren't a thousand guards in every hallway. She stopped as she realized a door ahead had some light shining out below, showing shadows of the two men on the other side. 

The small girl softly stepped up to the door to hear what was being said. She was shocked to hear her Father's voice. Her father wasn't even supposed to be on the planet, let alone in the solar system. What was he doing at home? 

The other voice began to speak, and Fervor recognized it immediately. "Father, just let me do some more experiments. I know I can succeed. Just think about the advantage our House would be! House Tayllar wouldn't be able to do anything to stop us."

"Jafek," her Father said, "It's not right. We must do what is right for our people."

Jafek tried to interrupt him, but her Father interrupted back. "Don't you interrupt me, son. You musn't forget that you are talking to your Father, and must show him the respect he deserves." After a short pause, he continued. "I don't care what you know, or what you think you know, you may not continue with this project. If I ever find out you resume with experiments again... well there better not be an again, do you understand?"

"Yes, Father," Fervor's older brother responded in a defeated voice. 

And that was the end of the conversation. Fervor heard two sets of footsteps recede into the distance, probably taking one of the many secret tunnels hidden throughout the keep. Once she was sure nobody was inside, she opened the door and entered the small room. 

The stone room was mostly empty, except for a bookshelf along one wall and a desk sitting in the middle of the room. On the table sat a sketchbook, with handwriting so cramped only her brother could have managed to create. The open page was filled with drawings, and the top only held a few words. Words that wouldn't mean anything to Fervor for a very long time. "The Gjx: Say Goo(dbye)"

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Fervor shook her head and took a few seconds to remember where she was. It seemed that about half a minute had passed, and the man she had been watching earlier was nowhere to be seen. Only a greyish goo that perfectly resembled the drawings that she had seen in her older brothers drawings all those years ago. Only a month before he had disappeared.

Every part of her wanted to go and help those below, but she felt that they were already lost. And she knew that someone had to survive to warn the others. To warn her father. Because the fate of the worlds hung in the balance.

So, going against everything she stood for, Fervor turned and sprinted in the opposite direction, towards a settlement that stood on the south side of Efur. Her only other way off of the moon

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The brush slid across the colored canvas, adding a stroke of green to the crystal lake. Or at least what would eventually be a lake, as green was the only color this white canvas currently showed off. But Fllok saw so much more than a single stroke. He saw a beautiful forest with snowcapped mountains flocked behind, he saw gorgeous fish in the –

“Fllok? Fllok?! Where are you?!” A vibration felt along the copper strip that followed the flow of the entire building, allowing him to hear when others called in their native language of Kyurin. Hear wasn’t exactly the best word to describe how he communicated, it was more…felt. 

Fllok waited for his sister to glide into the room before pointedly turning around and rolling his eyes at her. Many Llanta preferred using their Shadows as much as possible, but Fllok really did enjoy some of the uses his Shadow’s body lent him. Like annoying his sister. 

Ryos body was covered with intricate white lines that contrasted with her dark skin. She looked as much like her brother as any siblings might, but her patterns were more curved while Fllok had decided he preferred jagged lines. Of course, any member of House Tayllar could be mistaken as a sibling by outsiders, as not many of them could tell the difference between different Shadows. 

Ryos ignored Fllok’s reaction and instead glanced over his shoulder at his painting.

“Your larcg looks a little lopsided –”

“It’s not a larcg, genius,'' Fllok replied in Tagolre using his body’s vocal chords, trying to keep down the small grin that was attempting to climb up his lips. It will be a beautiful lake once I’m finished.”

“I’m sure.” Ryos said, reverting back to Kyurin. “Anyways. The Elden Council meets today. Dad sent me to remind you. Like you would everrrr miss one of those.”

“Yeah, yeah. I’ll make sure to be there this time.” Fllok looked over at his new painting, wishing he could just spend the entire day making art. By the time he turned back towards his sister, she was already gone.

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Clorg pulled out the data chip from his transmission device. He bent down to pick up his bag and the chip slipped out of his hand. His hair flashed green from embarrassment for a moment before he could get it back to its normal red, even though he was completely alone. Once he had gathered everything he started to make his way towards the Elden Hanger found on the cruiser he was currently inhabiting, slightly worried about how his preparations were going.

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@xinoehp512

 

The goo came into its awareness suddenly, as though waking up from a dream.

As all newborns are, it was rather confused for the first few moments of its existence. Then the memories it had absorbed from its creator began to trickle into its awareness.

I am the Gjx, it realized. I will change the world.

It was a warm, fuzzy feeling, being important. The Gjx rather enjoyed the idea.

I turn what is worthless into that which is not.

The Gjx wasn't quite sure what counted as "worthless" and what counted as "not worthless." People were probably the latter category, right? There were a few inside of it that hadn't been assimilated. It spat them out.

I should learn more, the Gjx thought. It opened its senses, looking out of every inch of its surface at once. To its surprise, it recognized a face.

A sister, it thought. Perhaps she will know more about worth?

The Gjx extended a tentacle to follow her.

@Experience

[Scars of Hathsin he/him]

8 hours ago, Unintelligenius said:

House Min'oTaars Radio Frequency to rulers of all planets:

We are known for and are commonly a very peaceful people. But, we realize that war is inevitable and that it will happen no matter what we do. We all need more ships to sustain all of our fastly growing peoples. So we are offering up our armies to help attain ships from hostile peoples for the small, meager price of half of all the requisitioned ships. We believe that violence is not necessary so once multiple armies can be combined we can initiate and surrender of your ships that results in no casualties. We would also love to help defend your planet if you are against violence or if you are facing a bigger foe. (price would be decided based on # of warriors, time stayed, enemy's stopped, etc.)

Thank you and we hope you choose to use our troops

(If no one sides with House Min'oTaar then we will have to-unfortunately- use our full force with no mercy at your planets)

Message Reply - We would also be honoured to work with you, and look forward to a fruitful relationship.

 

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House Griffin, would love to initiate trade deals, with any willing house, we are willing to trade of fungus like material in many different shapes colours and strengths, for other materials. Though we are in desperate need of ships to help get rid of the amount of the said fungus material, as we have very little ships available. 

[Aeoryi she/her]

9 minutes ago, Scars of Hathsin said:

Message Reply - We would also be honoured to work with you, and look forward to a fruitful relationship.

 

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House Griffin, would love to initiate trade deals, with any willing house, we are willing to trade of fungus like material in many different shapes colours and strengths, for other materials. Though we are in desperate need of ships to help get rid of the amount of the said fungus material, as we have very little ships available. 

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Perhaps we should arrange a PM, we only need to announce our decisions publicly.

 

[Guest Ψιτιsτηε Βεsτ]

House Fīisoss deploys a ship form the planet. It is a large ship.

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The ship only has an ambassador, and very small guard.

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The ship is going to Skyvid

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Propsing alliance.

 

 

 

 

 

 

[Mat he/him]

8 hours ago, The Known Novel said:

The Great House of Blood sends an armada towards the Astor System?. Their purposes are unclear, but the Tentaculum are known for little other than war.

@Matrim's Dice

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Precautionary Spoiler, proceed if spying. 

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The armada is merely a trading delegation.

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The delegation is also seeking to make a public alliance with House Durral 

 

 

 

Anders Durral sighed as he strode towards the communication panel, cloak billowing behind him.

Of course, he didn't stride so much as his symbiotic mech strode, but it was basically the same thing. Because of the connection he had with the suit, when he thought about striding, the mech strode. Just the same as if he were outside of it, but oh so much more efficient.

The cloak would have billowed regardless. Because that's just what cloaks do.

He'd just finished up a rather annoying session with the Council, where his father might as well have been sleeping for all he participated. Luckily, Anders had the drive to take his stead in steering Astor to a brighter future. Today, he'd pushed to accept the alliance with the Min'oTaar people (@Unintelligenius) which had been surprisingly difficult. Not because the majority of the Council didn't want to, but because one particular member of the Council didn't want to.

Stars forsake you, Tiana, Anders thought.

In the end, though, the right had prevailed. And they'd moved on to discuss weighier matters-- such as the incoming Tentaculum ship. The armada had worried the Council, but not Anders. He wasn't afraid of them, especially on his own home turf. The Council had not come to a decision on what to do about the ship, but Anders had. Hence the communication panel.

Sure, the Council would be furious when they found out he was making contact with the Great House of Blood. But what could they really do about it? He was the Crown Prince of Astor, and they were just some elected officials. All of their power came from the belief that it existed. Anders' actually did.

Encrypting his message slightly, Anders sent a blip out into space.

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"Greetings, Tentaculum, from the Crown Prince of Astor. I have decoded your reason for approaching-- at least the surface-level reason-- and would like to meet with your representatives. However, the Council of Astor does not concern itself with this matter, so instead of landing at the Capital, set foot at the base of the tallest mountain in District III. There, we will discuss our terms.

 

 

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My position on lying/deceiving in the spy boxes is a big fat nope-- their purpose is accountability. Lying in them completely destroys that accountability. The spy boxes are a representation of 'doing things when nobody is watching', and our characters should act in them not thinking they're being watched, even if we, outside of the RP, know that they can be looked in. That's not the point.

Does that make sense? >>

 

[Thaidakar the Ghostblood he/him]

1 minute ago, Matrim's Dice said:

Anders Durral sighed as he strode towards the communication panel, cloak billowing behind him.

Of course, he didn't stride so much as his symbiotic mech strode, but it was basically the same thing. Because of the connection he had with the suit, when he thought about striding, the mech strode. Just the same as if he were outside of it, but oh so much more efficient.

The cloak would have billowed regardless. Because that's just what cloaks do.

He'd just finished up a rather annoying session with the Council, where his father might as well have been sleeping for all he participated. Luckily, Anders had the drive to take his stead in steering Astor to a brighter future. Today, he'd pushed to accept the alliance with the Min'oTaar people (@Unintelligenius) which had been surprisingly difficult. Not because the majority of the Council didn't want to, but because one particular member of the Council didn't want to.

Stars forsake you, Tiana, Anders thought.

In the end, though, the right had prevailed. And they'd moved on to discuss weighier matters-- such as the incoming Tentaculum ship. The armada had worried the Council, but not Anders. He wasn't afraid of them, especially on his own home turf. The Council had not come to a decision on what to do about the ship, but Anders had. Hence the communication panel.

Sure, the Council would be furious when they found out he was making contact with the Great House of Blood. But what could they really do about it? He was the Crown Prince of Astor, and they were just some elected officials. All of their power came from the belief that it existed. Anders' actually did.

Encrypting his message slightly, Anders sent a blip out into space.

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"Greetings, Tentaculum, from the Crown Prince of Astor. I have decoded your reason for approaching-- at least the surface-level reason-- and would like to meet with your representatives. However, the Council of Astor does not concern itself with this matter, so instead of landing at the Capital, set foot at the base of the tallest mountain in District III. There, we will discuss our terms.

 

 

 

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See, if this is in relation to what I've said, I'm not deceiving. I'm showing things that are being leaked to the wor-well-to the galaxy.

 

[Mat he/him]

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It was just in general, in response to Exp's question.

 

[The Unknown Medallion he/him]

1 hour ago, Thaidakar the Ghostblood said:

 

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I will say, I severely dislike what you're doing with your spoilers (I used my spy action to check your first layer). I feel that there should be useful information in there not just random junk.

 

[Thaidakar the Ghostblood he/him]

6 minutes ago, The Known Novel said:

 

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It is useful information. Useful right now? Heck no. Useful in the long run? Heck yes. This is a role-play about complex politics and motives and y'all are over here saying "Oh, be outright, etc, etc." But this is politics we're talking about! It's supposed to be complex! There's gonna be some things that seem like junk but really aren't! Just because something doesn't pay off at first doesn't mean it won't pay off after awhile. That's what I'm playing here, not the straight forward, make everything happen all at once game. I'm making a slow burn story that takes its time to foreshadow, giving important details, showing plots, motives behind motives, secrets behind secrets. Everything I'll put into the spy boxes will be important. But they won't always be pertinent to any given situation. Got me? It won't always be like what I put there this time, but it will eventually be bigger and fit into the larger picture. This one was more of a test run than anything. As time goes on, I'll tinker more with how I'll litter secrets in. 

So, in summary, I'm trying to play this like I'm writing a book akin to Dune, which this role-play is primarily based upon, if I am not mistaken.

 

[Mat he/him]

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The problem with writing a book akin to Dune is that people can only read one sentence of it every three days, at most

(Also, TKN, you were supposed to spy on me :P. /jk)

 

Edited August 22, 2023 by Matrim's Dice

[Channelknight Fadran]

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Y'know? I don't see any problem with Thaidakar's thing. We're still testing this whole system out, so if you think what you're doing makes sense, then go with it.

 

[Thaidakar the Ghostblood he/him]

Just now, Matrim's Dice said:

 

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That makes sense and that's why I'll be figuring it out more as I go on.

But I promise you this, once it's more fine tuned, getting to the fourth secret will be worth it in the long run. It will be important to have info that I'll be putting into it. 

And, besides, this is how I've been looking at playing this from the start. I wasn't going to be heavily involved at first anyways. I'll be slowly bring in my characters and the House altogether. Though it will mostly be bts at first. This is what I've been saying the whole time and I plan to stick with that. And if y'all are mad that it isn't fully involved with everything or important right his moment, then stew over it for awhile. Eventually it will be important and you'll be glad you know it.

 

[Mat he/him]

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Well yeah, I don't see a real reason to change it. There's no right or wrong way to play the game. If TKN didn't like how he used his spy, I trust he'll do something more to his liking next time

Mostly what I meant is that people probably won't use their spies to get Thiad's lore when there are more juicy plot tidbits that are relevant right now, but I could be wrong. 

 

[Thaidakar the Ghostblood he/him]

Just now, Matrim's Dice said:

 

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That makes sense! And people are free to do so. At first, they'll be justified in doing that.

Though, once I have stuff happening onscreen with characters and the like, I bet people will want to know far more. And, if they don't, that's fine too.

 

[The Unknown Medallion he/him]

14 minutes ago, Thaidakar the Ghostblood said:

 

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It's fine, I was just a bit disgruntled that I used my once a cycle thing on "hello." You can do whatever you like, I just probably won't look anymore. 

12 minutes ago, Matrim's Dice said:

 

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Well, I would have, but I just clicked Thaid's to see if there was anything interesting before you responded. 

 

[Thaidakar the Ghostblood he/him]

1 minute ago, The Known Novel said:

 

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Yeah, I probably should've made three the first one to be more concise with data and split four into two, three and four. 

The thing at the beginning of 1 though... that'll be important later.

 

[Aeoryi she/her]

[This should take place in the bloody PM, not on this thread. Also, I have been writing my hints as if they were additional pieces of info, not just spilling all the secrets in 1 spoiler. Its up to you to connect the dots.]

 

[NerdyAarakocra They/Them]

Undisclosed planet, Tau Cluster

Thrthlmpdm watched a blip appear onscreen and smiled. Actually, it wasn't a smile so much as an uptick in bioluminescence, but anyone in the room would have interpreted it that way.

Construction was proceeding apace. It felt like moments since he had authorized the new colony, but it was actually a few days. Days to prepare for launch, days to travel at over seven times the speed of light, hurtling towards an unstable star, and most recently, days spent setting up rudimentary equipment on this new planet. This was an experiment. In an effort to get certain goods, most leaders agreed that they should at least try to colonize a partially landlocked world. The oceans covered only a small portion, but its location in relation to a specific prize was just too good to pass up.

A message appeared onscreen:

Established stable orbit around prospective colony 5007. Survey completed. Multiple forms of fungi, flora, fauna, and protists noted. No indicators of sentient life. FTL communications beacon established in ocean. Request landing permission. Message ends.

Thrthlmpdm "smiled" again.

Landing authorized.

Edited August 22, 2023 by NerdyAarakocra

[Thaidakar the Ghostblood he/him]

9 hours ago, Aeoliae said:

[This should take place in the bloody PM, not on this thread. Also, I have been writing my hints as if they were additional pieces of info, not just spilling all the secrets in 1 spoiler. Its up to you to connect the dots.]

 

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probably, yeah.

 

[Experience he/him]

Fervor leaned against a tree, breathing heavily from her running. She glanced back and saw the goo oozing towards her with it's steady pace. She had to warn the others. She took a few quick breaths and then started running again.

@xinoehp512

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Nrump didn't really like clothes. Never had. They just felt…weird. But he knew that some of the other races were more comfortable around him when he used them. So he did. For House Tayllar. 

The Nexus was a wonderful, beautiful planet. Especially considering that it was completely artificial. Nearly every influential house in the galaxy had helped pit resources and manpower over a century ago to make a neutral location right smack in the middle of everything. Anyone was welcome, and so it had become the political hub of the galaxy.

A few minutes ago Nrump has received a transmission from the council accepting his petition. He was currently lounging in a chair that was leaning against one of the walls in the large assembly hall, watching. There were groups of politicians here and there, surely plotting ways to increase their Houses resources and power. But Nrump's attention was all on a single character. 

He wore a golden tuxedo, perfectly tailored to fit his well built body. He finished talking with yet another politician, and Nrump decided to step in before another could. Walking towards the Min'oTarr, he reached out his hand to introduce himself.

"Hello, I'm Nrump of House Tayllar, representing the planet of Jropoux. We have heard you are looking for more allies…" 

@Unintelligenius

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Many people called Farbel Gren a dreamer. He didn't understand, as most nights he couldn't even sleep. And daydreaming never got anything done. But Farbel did believe in change. And so he did everything he could to bring about good change. For everyone around him. He didn't necessarily enjoy being a politician, but being the Eldest of the Elden Council – a leader of not one, but three houses – had its perks. It let him in on conversations he would never have heard. It put him and his beliefs out for others to see. And although it gave him many enemies, the many allies that gained from his standing outnumbered any problem the station gave him.

He had worked for many years, slowly introducing policies that made his home world more democratic. When he had started it had only been about his world. His people. But things had changed. And Farbel had bigger dreams.

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She couldn't run anymore. It felt like she had run for a month, but she couldn't be more than halfway around Efur. Fervor tried to climb a nearby tree, but didn't have the energy for it. She turned around for a last ditch effort at defending herself, not sure how she would survive…

@xinoehp512 (again )

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Clorg watched the stars wrap around his ship as it sped up to speeds faster than light. The ship he was currently on was relatively small, compared to the entire fleet at Jropoux' disposal. It didn't matter to Clorg though. Everyone aboard was loyal either to him, his house, or his wallet. He was the highest ranking member on this ship, and so he had nothing to fear.

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Clorg is currently flying towards an uninhabited location on the outskirts of the galaxy.

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No House knows that he is doing this. He is going to meet someone that shares similar beliefs to his.

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Clorg is putting plans in motion to take control of the government on Joproux. 

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Once Clorg takes over his home government, his group plans to do whatever they can to take control of the galaxy.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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"Yes sir, all of the boxes are full with the supplies. They will be ready to load soon."

Proyyl nodded and checked something off on his clipboard. The preparations were almost ready. Their guests would shortly arrive. 

He made his way over to the hanger to make sure everything was in order.

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An Ally House is currently traveling towards Efur for trade. 

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The allied House is House Thlf'phhrmth, and are planning to trade only resources. @NerdyAarakocra

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In some of the containers that will be traded are small spying robots to make sure that House Thlf'phhrmth doesn't betray them.

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It was actually Farbel Gren's wife that orded the spy bots to be sent as well, as Farbel would never do something that could lose the trust of his allies.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Polli was always the first one ready in the council meetings, even though she had plenty of other things to do. It was important that others could learn from her. Especially her son. Technically her step son, but Polli didn't pay much attention to technicalities. 

Technically, her family was falling into pieces. Technically, her house and its power were the only thing keeping her shaded. Technically…well, it didn't matter. Because she didn't care about technicallys. 

She had sent her daughter to go and fetch Fllok about an hour ago, and he still hadn't showed up. But it shouldn't matter. He always showed up an hour late so this time Polli had told him that the council would meet an hour earlier than planned. Technically, that meant he should arrive as the council began. 

Polli waited, completely alone in the room, contemplating anything other than technicalities.

Edited August 22, 2023 by Experience
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[xinoehp512 he/him]

3 hours ago, Experience said:

She couldn't run anymore. It felt like she had run for a month, but she couldn't be more than halfway around Efur. Fervor tried to climb a nearby tree, but didn't have the energy for it. She turned around for a last ditch effort at defending herself, not sure how she would survive…

@xinoehp512 (again )

The Gjx rushed over the ground around the sister, covering the ground around her.

Communicate! It needed to communicate. Sound waves were used to communicate, right?

It vibrated part of itself, creating a loud roaring sound. No, that wasn't quite it...

[SmilingPanda19 Any!]

The clatter of silverware to plates rings throughout the banquet hall. The light filters through the stain glassed windows, lighting up the hall with the evening glow of the sun. 

"Eldest." Her excellency sits at the head of the table, eating the fine meal prepared for the royal family. She hisses her s's as she calls out to her eldest son.

"Yes your highness." Judas Derose immediately sets down his fork, looking up at his mother. 

"Fetch me the evening reports." She waves her hand in the directions of the communication offices and corridors. Judas stands up out of his chair bowing. 

"Right away your excellency." He walks out of the hall at a respectable pace so not to disturb the rest of his family with the clopping or tapping of his shoes. 

The entire dining hall sits in eerie silence as it usually does. The heirs are all sitting to the left of their guardian and the headmistress at the head of the table with the master at the opposing end. They all resume their silent dinner festivities.

"Your grace?" Claude, the second eldest son and guardian of Athena Derose, sits up in his chair. He looks to the head of the table to meet his mothers eyes so he can hold conversation. 

"Speak." She doesn't even look up from her food. 

"There are rumors of an uprising." Everyone suddenly finds this conversation much more intriguing, all focusing less on the meal in front of them and more on the information he is to be revealing. 

"Go on." Headmistress Fiona, head of the Derose House, clears her throat. This conversation has now even peaked her interest. 

"A thousand men in southern Drukarus in a small town are rioting in the streets." He is quickly interrupted by his overly snappy younger sister. 

"And what is their reason for rioting? Haven't they got food in their stomachs and a roof over their heads." Claude can't help but be disgusted with her, she is saying all of this while living in a palace. She is a royal, the second heir to the throne, how dare she speak down to her people. Of course he can't say exactly what is on his mind. 

"They believe the monarchy we have built is unfair to the people." 

"Well how do we silence them?" Her highness speaks up. Claude looks over at her confused. 

"Silence them? The people are expressing their need for change." Claude is quickly interrupted again by Athena. 

"Oh hush. This is not a matter of opinion." Her tone is more cold and this time Claude doesn't bark back. 

"Yes madam."  He looks back down at his plate, exiting himself out of the conversation. 

"We will cross that bridge when we get there your highness." Eleanor, first heir to the throne, leans over her plate. 

"She is right your grace, there are not people banging on our doors yet so it isn't our problem." Edmund at the opposite end of the table nods agreeing. Fiona just lets out a simple sigh and goes back to eating her meal. The short conversation ends and they go back to their temporary silence. T

The echo of tapping footsteps fills the dining hall as Judas renters, a small paper in his hand. 

"Straight from the department of communications your majesty." He bows upon entering. When Fiona waves her eldest son over he hands her the paper, a small piece of parchment that can be read over swiftly. He pulls back his chair and sits down to continue his meal. 

"Well would you look at that." Fiona has a grin on her face, leaning back in her chair slightly. Everyone drops their utensils to the table and looks up at her. 

"The Min'oTaar house is offering an alliance." She sets the paper down on the table, pressing the tips of her fingers together. Nearly everyone at the table looks to each other before bursting out in deep hearty laughter. 

"We have our hands full already." Caspian, guardian of Ruby Derose, hisses while howling with laughter. 

"So foolish." Atlas, guardian of Scarlett Derose, blurts out beside him. 

There is only one person, not laughing. Claude. 

"We should consider their offer your majesty." He says, looking absolutely disgusted by his family's horrible behavior. This could truly be useful for in the future. 

"You really think we should consider this Claude?" She gives him a toothy smile, her fanged teeth poking out over her lip slightly. It is both full of amusement and danger. 

"Yes, I do." He stands firm this time despite the dirty looks Athena is shooting him. 

"Then how about we take it up with House Ancasia, your eminence. They are sure to be arriving shortly." Eleanor surprisingly sides with him, but it was not out of agreement as much it was pity. Claude angrily stands up out of his chair. 

"May I be excused?" His tone is bitter even when speaking to the Headmistress herself. 

"You may not." She states clearly, the whole rooms laughter dying down. Athena tries to tug him down by his arm. 

"Then I will excuse myself. Good night." He pushes away from his chair and storms out of the banquet hall. This was no laughing matter. No Derose son should just be able to barge out of a family dinner like that. It was so disrespectful that the entire family quiets down, staying silent once again. 

"Dinner is dismissed. We will review the offer with care when House Ancasia arrives." Fiona stands up out of her chair, everyone following and all bowing at once before exiting the dining hall. 

Edited August 22, 2023 by SmilingPanda19

[Unintelligenius he/him]

Hello Nrump I am Adonis, King of the Min'oTaar people. If you could please follow me into a more private space I would love to explain everything to you. As Nrump followed him into a side room he hoped he didn't notice his great surprise at being contacted by so many so quickly. I would like to hold a meeting where we can further plan out all of the logistics to creating a galaxy wide army. The gist of my plan, which I will go into further during the meeting, is to...

@Experience

As Nrump walked out of the room and closed the door Adonis couldn't help feeling proud and confident. He immediately sent a message to the High Tezen back on his home planet to send out a broadcast that a meeting needed to be announced. He looked down at his list of potential allies and wondered which ones were serious and which ones just wanted to try and manipulate him.

 

[Scars of Hathsin he/him]

Hugo, the semi president / leader / spokesperson of the Griffin house, waited patiently, waiting for a reply that may never come for his message to the Min'oTaar people. He hoped that this would end well as he really needed armies, and transport.