NationStates Jolt Archive

Palace of the Tannen Family, Sucello
6:00 am

Peffe paced along the wall in the Library. Here he would wait for the delegates to arrive. Provinzführer Mark Goldfetter had traveled from Earth and sat on one of the large sofas, and Großkanzler Wolfgang Rosenthal sat nearby as well. Grand Admiral Gustav Engel sat in the room, as did Grand General Karl Schneider and Grand Marshal Christoph Achen. Two Stormtroopers with blue pauldrons stood at the door, unarmed but with their hands ready to ignite their silver lightsabers if the need arose. More Stormtroopers and palace staff walked in the halls near the Library, tending to the comfort and safety of the leaders of Tannenmille and eventually the leaders and delegates from across the galaxy.


Many Tannenmillians packed the huge courtyard that sat in the centre of the palace. If you looked, you could see an overwhelming number of Stormtroopers overlooking the event, watching the entirety of the crowd very closely. Today was the official ceremony during which Peffe Tannen would become the Fourth Reichsführer of Tannenmille. TIEs and ZIGs flew overhead, watching the events from the skies as they scanned the horizon for any craft that would attempt to usurp the ceremonies.



In the courtyard, Stormtroopers checked the identification of everyone that tried to enter the palace for the ceremony. TQ-187 looked through his visors at a very white man: eyes wide, hands trembling. "You there. You don't look so good, come here. I'll take you to the medical wing." The wide-eyed man glared at the Stormtrooper and pulled out a pistol, shooting TQ-187 three times in the chest. "We have a code red at the palace gates, man with a gun, trooper down." The other Stormtrooper unclipped his lightsaber and ignited it, silver blade hissing to life. With one swift stroke, the man was cleaved in two. Three men in white uniforms came out of one of the doors to the palace, carrying a stretcher, grabbing the two halves of the man and carrying him off and back into the palace. The other Stormtrooper, TQ-191, stepped forward and tapped the leading officer on the shoulder. "You. Identify this man and inform the family he was a traitor to the Reichsführer and to the Governance and that he was killed by the Reichsführer's Elite Guard for attempting to usurp the Throne."

"Yes, sir." the medical officer replied, turning back to the other two men that carried the dead man's body away.



OOC: Welcome to the first ever open crowning of a Reichsführer. That last little bit about the guy getting chopped in half was pretty much a fancy way of saying "don't try anything to kill anyone, because we'll kill you instead". If you want to join, just post something about your delegate coming to Sucello.

The black ship tore through thhe air, wreathed in clouds of crackling energy as it impacted upon the ground; legs extending to brace it as the great doors swung open and the ramps descended. Moving from the shadows, he came; a juggernaut in black armor; black hair spilling across his shoulders as he moved forth, eyes dark and alive with energy; his face a curt and unyielding scowl. He moved forth; flanked by black armored guards.

This was Remiel, Lord Warmaster of the Imperium; Master of the Inquisition; and he had coem to observe the ceremonies. He had come in the name of the Daemon Emperor, his father. And now, now; he would bring his Father's name to this corner of the galaxy; and this race who awaited his ministrations.

A Stormtrooper walked up to this impressive group. "Welcome to Sucello. As I notice you've brought guards with you, I must inform you that no foreign guards are allowed inside the palace complex with any form of weapon during the ceremonial period. I assure you that the Tannenmillian Stormtroopers are quite capable of keeping all delegates safe during the ceremony and during their stay in Tannenmille. Now that that is cleared, I will escort you to the Palace Library, where you will meet with Peffe Tannen before the ceremony begins. During the ceremony, delegates such as yourself will be seated on the stage where he will be crowned and give his speech, and then after the ceremony concludes he will invite all the delegates to a dinner and party." With that, the soldier turned around and showed Remiel the way to the Library.

Remiel left his guards by the ship; his Daemonblade still held in its scabbard; his Bolter within its holster, both remaining upon the ornate vessel; as he was led to the great Library. Only a foolish society denied its guests the right to their weapons; only those who disdained violence, or perhaps were a traitorous people denied a man his protection. He chuckled slightly. These people clearly had honor and pride; but they were not of Chronosian blood; not of a lineage harkening back to Ancient Terra; where the Emperor led his Great Crusades and the Gods of Chaos brought about the end of the Golden Age.

No; they were not as he; but that did not mean that the Imperium disdained the use of allies that could be seen to be....Inferior. He let himself laugh somewhat; moving to their Library; awaiting meeting with this leader of men; and he, the son of a God; the Daemon Emperor. He Warmaster; born of his fathers flesh, engineered as warrior, general, and superior being; tainted by the outlandish decadance, arrogance and desires that Slaanesh brought to him; his beauty and perfection bought at a soul's price...

A number of shuttles had arrived already for the crowning of Peffe Tannen, but they were all about to be upstaged. Sensors across the system went berserk as they registered a massive contact coming out of hyperspace; it was the Eclipse-class Star Destroyer D.R.H. Vengeance. Onboard was Vice President Vance Rhodes, here to represent Halberdgardia at the crowning of Peffe Tannen. The Vengeance brought itself into a stable orbit high above Sucello, then dispatched a Lambda-class shuttle with two TIE Defender escorts to the planet's surface. The shuttle's pilot hailed Control.

"This is the shuttle Tydirium, requesting permission to land. We have the VP onboard, over."

[Tag for response tommorow.]

The Black and Emerald shuttle landed flew gently into the Sucellan atmosphere from the Battlecruiser Sorcerer. Sleek in design, with two long horizontal wings for fast maneuvering and atmospheric flight, and two afterburners on each of the wings' sponsons, the converted Empryian Horizon-class bomber landed vertically on the landing pad.

Five Empryians exited the shuttle. Four of them wore the standard Empryian Navy Black with Gold trim uniform, each with ceremonial powered longswords on the right side along with their medals and bars on the right side of their chest. The fifth person to exit, wore the Black and Emerald trim uniform of the Empryian Royal Family. She wore her jet black hair in a long ponytail that went down to her lower back, and her katana on left side.

Calculated move. Here, I could've worn a nice dress or even a little bit more relaxing clothing than this uniform. But here, the Empire shall show our strength. Maybe in reception I shall change, but here, we shall make our presence known.

She walked silently with the Sucellan greeting party, leaving her guards at the shuttle. She would greet the new Sucellan Reichsführer with open arms, and pledge a peace that would span centuries.

If not, the Empire of Emrypia was ready to fight.

"Welcome to Sucello. I am RW-322, the Stormtrooper in charge of showing you to Sir Tannen. Your weapons will have to be left at your ship, unless Tannenmillian authority verifies that they are not possible of inflicting harm. This is unfortunately necessary as we had trouble with a man earlier today that fired upon and killed a Stormtrooper, and we were forced to bring about his death. These policies are for the safety of both the Royal Family of Tannenmille and our guests. I will first take you to the Library, where you will meet with some of the highest echelon of Tannenmille as well as the other delegates that have arrived. After a short period of pleasantries, Sir Tannen will be crowned in a ceremony in the Palace Courtyard. You will be seated on a stage overlooking the courtyard during this part of the ceremony, behind Peffe as he delivers his speech. After the ceremony ends, you, the other delegates, and Peffe will dine in the Palace on a myriad of Sucellan foods, one selection of food from each planet in the Governance. Please come with me, and I will escort you to the Library."

Bump.

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QFE lol

Come on, I don't want this to die.

OOC: Did you respond to my delegation's arrival? I edited the TAG I had there originally and replaced it with my IC arrival statement.

A number of shuttles had arrived already for the crowning of Peffe Tannen, but they were all about to be upstaged. Sensors across the system went berserk as they registered a massive contact coming out of hyperspace; it was the Eclipse-class Star Destroyer D.R.H. Vengeance. Onboard was Vice President Vance Rhodes, here to represent Halberdgardia at the crowning of Peffe Tannen. The Vengeance brought itself into a stable orbit high above Sucello, then dispatched a Lambda-class shuttle with two TIE Defender escorts to the planet's surface. The shuttle's pilot hailed Control.

"This is the shuttle Tydirium, requesting permission to land. We have the VP onboard, over."

OOC: Sorry, didn't see that.

IC:
"You are cleared to Palace Landing Pad 1187. From there a Stormtrooper squad will escort you to Peffe Tannen. Enjoy your stay on Sucello."