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The Ankhmeti People's Broadcast Network is pleased to present this global broadcast.

We are happy to announce the coming of age of Lady Ameterasu, the daughter of the former dictator and an unknown foreign dignitary. The Noble Lady is now seeking a husband, and looks to the rest of the world for a suitor. Any national leader who would marry her would certainly gain a special place in the trade lists of Ankhmet, and could gain substantial holdings within the state run corporations of the Union.

All suitors apply at the nearest Ankhmeti embassy, or send an email to marriage@ankhmeti-princess.Ankh

OOC: First some questions. What tech level are you?

Is this only for humans or can vampires sign up, too?

Got a picture of Lady Ameterasu?

ooc:I do MT and FT, so she can be either :D, I'll get a pic up in a second, and vampires are allowed.

ooc:I do MT and FT, so she can be either :D, I'll get a pic up in a second, and vampires are allowed.

OOC: Ok, I am a MT nation. I will wait for the picture before I post.

http://wiki.stargate-sg1-solutions.com/images/thumb/7/7b/170px-Amaterasu.jpg
The Noble Lady Amaterasu

My son, Devlin Saint Clair (http://www.freewebs.com/thetransylvania/Devlin%20Saint%20Clair.JPG), is looking for a wife. He is my fourth son and fifth child. He is a pure blood vampire and over 300 years old. He is master of swordsmanship and good will any type of gun. He will make a good husband for any woman. Have Lady Ameterasu get back to me ASAP.

~ Count JWolf, a High Count of the Council of Twelve.

The Noble Lady wishes to inform you of her wish to meet your son, at a time and place of your choice.

I will have him on one of my jets heading to your great nation in little bit.

~ Count JWolf, a High Count of the Council of Twelve.

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45 minutes later, Devlin was sitting in back of the jet drinking some Transylvania Blood Whiskey. Devlin was wearing a red duster with a black shirt and black pants under it. “Father, why are you coming?” he asked the man (http://www.freewebs.com/thetransylvania/Count%20JWolf.JPG) across from him. “Because I can, my dear son.” The Count was wearing a set of his armor (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y101/CountJWolf/JWolfsDemonarmor.jpg), from over the years he has been on Earth. He had on everything but the helmet/cape and both men's sword were in a lock case in the back of the jet.

OOC: You can land the plane at your airport.

Amaterasu fidgeted. The foreign suitor was coming, and she had heard rumours. Vampires, strange habits, blood drinking. She paid little attention to the chattering of the underclasses, but given the place that the man was coming from, she wouldn't be surprised.
She paced around the runway,tapping on the floor, her kimono rustling. The honour guard stood still, their dull khaki uniforms and red dress caps contrasting with the pale yellow of the sands of Ankhmet.

"Incoming dignitaries, you are clear to land. enjoy your stay in the land of gods."

This is it...

Inside the jet, came the radio tower's message.

"Incoming dignitaries, you are clear to land. Enjoy your stay in the land of gods."

"We copy that, tower.” said the pilot. The jet slowly landed on the near runway and made a complete stop.

"Shield your eyes, my son. The sun is still up." said Count JWolf, as he put his cape on. Devlin was putting on a pair of red-framed sunglass, as he got his sword (http://www.dragonscavern.com/shop/files/fantasy_swords/d_386.jpg) and his father’s sword from the lock up in the back. After putting his sword in it place on his back, Devlin hands his father’s sword to the Count. The Count put his sword in its place at his left side then he picks up his helmet and puts in under his right arm. The Count walked down the ramp first, followed by Devlin and two other men in dark gray army uniform. Walking up to Lady Ameterasu and her party, the Count said, “I am Count JWolf and this is my son.” Devlin move followed but did not get ahead of his father. “Devlin Saint Clair at your service.”

As the dignitaries tepped out of the jets the honour guard snapped to attention, and a previously hidden brass band played the Transylvanian anthem. Amaterasu was startled at these men, carrying archaic weapons. She grew up being taught by her father that a sword is a thing of beauty, and since the revolution all the swords were rounded up. She stepped forward and adressed the two men.

"Greetings. I am Amaterasu. It is a pleasure to meet you. What do you think of Ankhmet? I don't suppose you are so keen on our strong sunlight, by the looks of those glasses. The honour guard will take you to the palace my father used to occupy. Now the 'People's Hall of Foreign Dignitaries', or somesuch. We can all get to know each other there. Do you have any... Dietary requirements? It would not do for you to get sick in Ankhmet, it would reflect badly on us! Oh, I'm babbling on and on."

She managed a sheepish grin before motioning to a limousine which had just pulled up.

“Your nation is lovely better then a snowy winter in the Dominion.” said the Count “And the sun does not harm me, I was blessed by the gods to walk in the sun. My son is a different story, the sun will harm him.”

The Count and Devlin starts heading to the waiting limousine, “Dietary requirements? That is what, those two men are for. Those suitcase have our food in the,” said the Count, pointing at the Black Wolf soldiers behind him.

They stopped at the limousine and waited for Lady Ameterasu to get in before they got in. “Ladies, first.” said Devlin. The soldiers placed the suitcases in the truck of the limousine.

She got into the car. These certainly were a different kind of person to those found in Ankhmet.

"I hear the history of your country is fascinating. A country run by vampires. I would be terrified to go there if I believed the scare stories, but I don't. I know how the stories get around. So how did vampirism visit your country? The people of Ankhmet were onjce plagued by vampires, or so it is said. It is even whispered that it may have affected my father!"

She laughed, and turned to the visitors.

“Well, the stories you got are just stories.” said the Count “But there are three vampires in the Council of Twelve. The Council of Twelve runs the Dominion.” Then the question of how vampirism got into the Dominion, the Count with evil grin on his face said “Me. I have a question to ask you, what happen to your father?”

She shifted uneasily, and tried to remember the stories.

"It is said that my father, most recently known as Dr. Shepmet Ra, had guided Ankhmet from it's inception. It is said he manipulated the Semerkhet Pharoahs, perhaps manipulated the Allaneans into the invasion which caused the Northern Rebellion which eventually claimed his life. The problem with that is that the poeple of Ankhmet have had the Ankhmeti identity for over 200 years. And The supposed plague was about 230 years ago. If that is true..."

Amaterasu shuddered.

"It is said that a man calling himself Ra left the country to another land, which is unspecified in the tales. It is said he came back changed, crueller. I cannot believe that those stories refer to my father. I think it is absurd, Ra, a vampire! No offense."

"No offense taking." said the Count "But who rules your nation, if your father is not with living anymore? Is it you or somebody else."

"There was a revolution three years ago. An officer named sankh Horus stirred up a revolt in the North after Allanea invaded. Thousands were killed, including my father. Horus shot him in the back as he climbed into his helicopter. I was not judged to be a threat, and have been mostly left to my own devices, living in the old palaces that were not taken by the communists. All I have to worry about is my staff being killed in the night by the ANKVD."

"That not a good thing. This Sankh Horus is a coward to shot somebody in the back.” said the Count.

“Devlin, you have the card for the Agency (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=413073)?” asked the Count. “Yes, father.” said Devlin, as he hands a card to his father. “If you want control of your nation back in it’s rightful owner’s hand. The Agency can help and we can, too.” The card is light gray with The Agency and at the bottom it says Contact: Darien Jones to hire an agent.

“Wait, I have some more things else, too.” said Devlin, as he put a small long box from inside his duster and two small cube box, too. The first box had a diamond necklace (http://gimizu.mzuther.de/sgmcol/gems/napnec.png) in it. One of the cube box had some diamond earrings (http://www.thehollywoodcollection.com/Images/hce682b.jpg) in it. The other one had a diamond ring (http://www.tyler-adam.com/BlackDiaRing.gif). “Gifts for the lovely lady.” said Devlin, as he held them out to her.

"Thank you for the gifts, they are beautiful. As for regaining control... I doubt assasinations will do it. Ankhmet has 60 divisions in place totally indoctrinated to the socialist cause, and at the very least the men are terrified of the Commissars. If you were to interfere it would be a bloody way to cause a great deal of suffering. I could not ask you to do that. I know I shouldn't defend Horus, but he did save Ankhmet from another 200 years of genocide."

"Oh.... don’t what to create a bloody war." said the Count "As long as Horus leaves you alone, I will stay out of it." Looking out the windows of the limousine, he said, "Your nation is lovely and I think you would like the Dominion. Maybe, you will come to the Dominion at a later day."

"I sincerely hope so as well. We used to have travel restrictions. Well, until the government realised that there is nowhere for the poeple to go. It's been set so that only the government can travel outside. Well, almost only the government. You can get on a flight if you have contacts."

She grinned, and looked out of the window.

"Ah!The palace!"

To the right of the limousine stands a 100 foot tall pyramid, with a long path flanked by pillars leading up to a huge granite entrance. The pyramid is covered with windows, in a style which does not seem to fit in with the architecture. Gardens surround the rest of the palace. They have seen some neglect, but for the most part are still in good shape.

" What do you think?"

“Looks like Castle Von Wolf is not the biggest now, Father." said Devlin then both of them started laughing. “Castle Von Wolf is more in height then width.” said the Count. “It is nice.”

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"It has been here for a thousand years, but has obviously been improved much. Rooms have been prepared at the top of the pyramid, I'm sure you must be tired. If not we can go straight toth e banquet hall... Which in retrospect seems slightly foolish..."

Another sheepish grin followed.

“We tried? That’s a joke.” Said Devlin with a grin.

“Yes, I say we go to banquet hall.” Said the Count “But if you are tried , we can waited.”

OOC: Your best bet is to have somebody talk to the Count then Devlin and Amaterasu can talk to themselves without have his father butting in.

ooc:Good idea.

Walking into the hall, a tall man with a goatee beard and short hair, in an officer's uniform walks towards them.

"You would be the men from Transylvania...Fascinating. I've heard much of your land. I am sankh Horus, bo doubt the Noble Lady has told you something of me. I am fascinated by the state which you are in. Vampirism, I believe you call it?"

This man is sankh Horus. thought Count JWolf "Yes, we are from the Dominion. My name is Count JWolf and this is my son, Devlin Saint Clair." as he bow his head to the man. Devlin did the same thing. "Devlin, how about you and Lady Amaterasu go off and talk. I will stay here with sankh Horus." said the Count.

"Yes, father." said Devlin "Lady Amaterasu, can you show around this palace?"

“Mr. Horus, you smoke?” asked the Count as he pulled out Cuban cigar from a hidden pocket in his armor.

"No, I don't. I suppose your son will want to talk with Lady Amaterasu without the interruptions of the older generations."

Amaterasu sighed with relief, almost imperceptibly. She lead him to s sde room, decorated with the heirlooms of Old Ankh, the 10,000 year old former capital, the ruins of which lie beneath the current Ankh.

"Ok. More for me later." said the Count, as he placed both back in the hidden pocket. "Tell of your nation, Mr. Horus. About great battles and other great things."

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"So Lady Amaterasu, what do you think about me?" asked Devlin.

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ooc:Are we going to concentrate mostly on devlin/Amaterasu and ignore the others, or give both an equal footing?

ooc:Are we going to concentrate mostly on devlin/Amaterasu and ignore the others, or give both an equal footing?

OOC: Yeah, more on Devlin and Amaterasu. The Count and sankh Horus are somewhere in the palace, talking like old men. Wait, they are old men. :p

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ooc:Sorry, my internet connection was busted :S

ooc:Sorry, my internet connection was busted :S

OOC: Ohhh.... I forgot about this thread after the second bump. You want to finish this.