TNESI: The Glorious Mysteries

The Lion Emperor has no knowledge of any plot by her close ally, Aquitaine, and feels she may safely vouch for her fair and honourable dealings. If things have truly soured in the East, Leon makes no statement further than requesting that the Pope, as a Leonid Noble by birth, return to Spain for his own safety until the precise situation in the East can be ascertained and a final judgment rendered.
 
Chapter 1: The world Ashaken​

I am my leige's servant- his will is my command.
I am my leige's servant- he life is greater than mine.
I am my leige's servant- he is much worthier man.
I am my leige's servant- and with this I am fine.
-Taruyu Bashi

The sun rose in the west, casting its shadow down upon the snowy ground. The air was frosty, filled with a thick wind that chilled the peasents to the bone while freezing the fragile rices that were still sown into the ground- winter had come early, catching much of the populace off guard. The air constantly beat with grunts- some man made and some animal cast, leaving the aura as something disenchanted in the morning hours.

The peasents labored outside the fortress's walls, stooped over while tending to the frost-gather crop. The labors would grasp the stem at the bottom, jerk the plant up, and carefully drop it into a basket they wore on the shoulders. Overall, it was extremely laborous- given the reason that the people were outside the walls, not in.

Along the main dirt road a carrage was being carried (on the shoulders of four men, of course) into the fortress. It was made from oak, pine, and the richest woods found in the region. Along the sides two ornate dragons were carved into the wood, one posed to breath fire and the other one posed to swallow it. A satin curtain hung down form one the sides, tucked neatly in to keep the little warm air in the carriage inside. There were no windows or openings except for where the curtain hung down. The men slowly lowered the heavy cart down to the ground, quickly bowed down before me, excused theirselves, and ducked out of the room. The ground shook a little when the carriage hit the ground.

I quickly swallowed the lump in my throat as a meaty hand began to draw the curtain back from the inside, casting a nervous glance to my paige. The man that stepped out of the carriage was known through the kingdom- his temper well heard of and his greed legendary.

He was a fat man, to say the least. He stood barely to a grown man's shoulder, yet he was wider than four men put side by side.When he stepped down off the wooden platform, the entire room seemed to get a bit smaller. Fat literally hung over his belt (assuming that he was wearing a belt, I really couldn't tell because of the hang-over), hung off his face in great slobs, and I could have sworn he walked with tree trunks. Basically the guy was more fit to be a sumo wrestler than a prince.

He wore the loose light blue, satin robes that one could expect royalty to bear, with small slip-ons on his feet. His short, black hair had been gathered by a servant and tied behind his head with a small clip.

Three other men (and a woman) all steeped out after him and stood behind him after demounting (It was a good thing that the man was so short, otherwise I wouldn't have been even able to see them). The three men were of the usually quality- the greasy little people who tried to include theirselves with the larger crowd in order to intimidate the others. Naturally the all gathered slightly to the side (and behind) the man, each one bearing a snicker on his face. The woman, on the other hand, stood exactly to the man's fat right, twisting an arm in underneath the fat.

"Ugh..." I stammered for a second before clearing my head of the various thoughts. "Good evening my leige." I said quickly. "I was told you would be travelling wiht your father?"

"My father stayed behind for a day to enjoy "court" services." The man snarled. "And had you done your job, you would have known that."

"I apoligize my leige- all of the runners were need to attend to your crops." I said slowly, waving at hand towards the outside.

"Did I ask for an excuse?" The man slowly, as if just waiting for a response. His nostrils were flared.

"I apoligize my leige." I said quietly. The fat man lumbered his way over to the throne room of to the side of the stone room, shaking the room as he went. I winced as the chair started to buckle in underneath his gigantic girth, but luckly the design held togethor. The group all tailed after him, the guys still snickering wide.

"Chicken." He snarled, waving his hand to the side. I nodded at my paige standing netx to me and the boy took off running. "Two of 'em!" The man hollered out. "And some wine." I sent off another paige to grab the wine while hekping a third move a bulk table over to the throneseat. "Just tell 'em to bring the whole flock out." The man said slightly.

"Yes my leige." I said quietly, bopwing before existing the room myself and heading towards the kitchens in the back. I hurried through the stonew chambers and ducked quitely into the turrid kitchens. "Add five chickens." I informed the cook before heading over to where the wine was kept. Selecting the finest eight bottles, I whispered for the cook to hurry up before heading back to the frontroom.

The man was already growing impatient, banging his wooden cup down on the table hard enough to break it. I bowed once again- as required by the customs- before proceeding to pour each one of the men a full glass of the rice wine. The woman refused the drink.

"My leige, would you wish for me to get the entertainment?" I asked quitely once I had poured all the drinks.

"No." he answered at once. "Get me a map of the west isles." he ordered. Nodding profuousely, I dispatched my last paige to the main chambers upstairs to retrieve a map stored away. The fortress (Kyuin Ikkia) was the winter home of the royal family, a baston of (usually) warm weather surronded by the snowy mountains. It was my first year as the Court Official, having my dispatched the stone temple when my predecessor passed away after a hard night of drinking.

The boy quickly came back, dropping to his knees before presenting the map to the fat prince. "Thank you, my leige." he said, out of breath, before darting away form the man's side once more.

The prince unrolled the parchment with thick, meaty fingers before landing a greasy thumb onto a specific spot on the map. "There." He snarled, nostils flared and eyes narrowed. "The baffoon tipped the boat over right as I was about to get off. I was soaked." He said, adding drama to the soaked part.

And, for the love of all of my ancestors, i couldn't help but laugh. The very thought of the fat man bobbing up and down in the Kyushi was more than I could take. it remined me of a whale, I had to say. Needless-to-say, the man grew infuriated with my laugher.

"Is there something funny?" The man snarled.

"No my leige." I said shaikly, but managed to get my breath back. I was saved at the moment by the ancestors as at that moment the wooden doors were thrown open and a paige flew into the room. He sprinted up to where the prince was seated on the floor before bowing . He turned a thin sheet of parchment over to the prince before bowing once more and retreating to the doors.

The man sat there with wide eyes, fat chin hanging down with his mouth wide open. "is this true?" He snarled at me, infurriated ever more. Out of the pot and into the fire, I sighed.

"Excuse me, my leige?"

"What do you thin?" he snarled jumping (miracously) to his feet and punding across the room. "My father is dead because of you!" he roared. "I knew there was something fishy about you the moment I set my eyes upon tyour fithy face!"

"What my leige?" I asked, stumbling backwards and jabbed a meaty finger into my face.

"This note if from my father's body guard! It says that you did send a runner to my father last night and that the runner KILLED HIM IN BROAD LIGHT!" the roared. "Like it was nothing- he justed stabbed him for fun! And on your orders too!" He said stabbing me in the chest once more.

"I did no such thing!"

"Do not lie to me!" He roared, snarling with animalistic rage. "You shall pay for what you've done! And I know just the way- you thought it was so funny that I fell into the river earlier?" He turned to his bodyguard. "Take him out into the deep water and get rid of him!" He roared as the men vaulted forwards and seized hold of my arms.





Three days later, after a good bit of struggle on my part, I boarded the boat and was taken out into the deep water, thrown over board, and watched as the boat slid quietly back, watchias the last sight of Japan vanished as I was carried away by the currents.
 
The Kingdom of Aquitaine would like to formally announce that we are in no way plotting against the Byzantine Empire. The courier to Vienna that seems to have been observed by foreign spies and following caused such disconcern is simply a missive to the Austrian Emperor informing him of some diplomatic negotiations we have been through and which he should know of due to his position in the Catholic League.
The expedition we have send out is heading east, however it is going far south before turning east. We are simply looking to establish a trade post on the Dark Continent.

As always the Kingdom of Aquitaine is true and loyal to her friends. We do not seek conflicts but only act to help our allies if they should require it and to protect our ancestral lands.
 
lurker's comment: Oh you just had to spoil it, didn't you? :p
 
silver 2039 said:
Yes. I take great pleasure in other people's pain.
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What about your own? ;)

And throwing all your men at me probably isn't a great idea... I have nothing to lose and you have plenty.
 
Thlayli said:
Unfortunately, my computer shut down last night, unexpectedly, at a VERY bad time for me. I managed to rescue most of the update, but it could be delayed for a bit longer, like 24-48 hours. Apologies.
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At least come on MSN or something so we can bug you ;)
 
Sorry for the late diplo

To the Byzantine Empire
From Tuscany, The Florentine Republic

An assault on Rome and Vienna is an assault on Tuscany. You have been warned.
 
To the Byzantine Empire
From Tuscany, The Florentine Republic

An assault on Rome and Vienna is an assault on Tuscany. You have been warned.
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We quiver in fear from the threats issued by a puny italian state.

Should the Pope and the Austrian Emperor march against us, we shall march against them. And should you join them, then we will not hesitate to destroy your nation aswell.
 
A puny Italian state with a pretty good economic base. You go Tuscany! :D
 
i wonder if I am extemely lucky because my computer only shuts down once in a blue moon, it harly happens. oh well, just as long as its good quality as this turn is once more a big turn
 
OOC: You know, if you hadn't written those 3 stories for iggy's nes... ;)
 
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