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The Emperor leaned back in his seat. Making the empire was easy, and the people he ruled respected him. But now the problem came of keeping it together, and defend it against hostile threats.

His army and navy were weakened due to the recent civil wars on his home planet. They would not be able to stand up to a full on invasion. What he needed was allies, friends. People who would help him in his time of need. And that time was now...

To all people receiving this,

I, the Emperor of the Qurosian Planets, wish to gain friendships and alliances with anyone who wishes to do so. The empire is newly formed, and is weak. This is our time of need.

My thanks,

Emperor Unal I
Emperor of the Qurosian Empire.

((OOC: You might be interested in this (forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=450742).))

Richard Rahl had just finished a long track through space and was heading home with his wife for a much needed vacation. He was sitting in his chair at the bridge of his Victory Destroyer while his wife,Kahlan, slept in their private chambers. She was also with child and that increased his desir to be back home on Neo D'Hara. Unfortunatly that was not to be.

A soldier in leather molded armor looked back to where Richard was sitting. "Lord Rahl, there is an urgent communication from the Abh Empire capital."

He rubbed his temple and gave a great sigh. "This better be important. Go ahead and patch it through."

On the screen appeared Admiral Wakapale who was now in control of the Capital while the Emperor was away. "Sorry to cut short your leave Lord Rahl but I have an assignment for you."

"Don't you have anyone else? My wife is pregnant."

Wakapale was unflinching. "Congratulations and no I don't. I cannot leave here while our forces out fighting and the Emperor is away. You're the most notable ambassador that is left. There is apparently a new empire on the rise that needs allies that are strong. You are to make first contact with them and being human will make things easier."

Richard raised an eyebrow. "And the Abh have better things to do?"

Wakapale shook her blue bangs. "We are busy and you know that the human branch of Star Forces is busy as well with war. You are to take your Destroyer and begin diplomatic relations with them. A small shuttle will meet you in Hyperspace as well that will contain all that is need for the meeting."

He merely nodded and then abruptly clicked off the communication link while he awaited further instructions.
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Admiral Wakapale was a little upset by the gruff response. "That man has more pride than an Abriel." The attendants looked up at her curiously but she merely dismissed them with a wave of her hand.

She made her way through the capital until she reached the communications sector that was used for broadcasting to other nations. She followed the signal back to its location.
From the Abh Empire

Greetings Emperor Unal. I am Admiral Wakapale of the fifth fleet of Star Forces from the Abh Empire. I have a representative from this Empire being sent to your planet at this very moment to begin relationships with you. Please do not be alarmed by the war vessel that appears, we mean no harm by it but that was the closest vessel to your sector.

The Emperor was enjoying a meal:

A man stood up "Glory to the Emperor!" he shouted as another man tuned in "Glory to the Empire!"

A cheer erupted throughout the hall, the Emperor sitting on the far end of the table near his brother and closest advisor. As he leaned forward to pick up a piece of chicken, when Sergeant Kulan opened the doors and approached him.

"My lord, we just received a response from an Admiral Wakapale of the Abh. He says that a ship is being sent to begin relations with us. Unal smiled faintly. "My lord, is everything all right?" Kulan asked, noticing the look on the Emperor's face.

"Everything is perfect, excellent in fact. Send them another message saying......" as he described it, Kulan nodded and returned to the control room of the palace.

Greetings Admiral,

We thankyou for your quick response. We shall welcome you happily, and if needed will send an escort ship to guide your ship down to the capital."

((OC- Welcome to NS Forums and I.I. FT in general. =^^= ))

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*White Diamond / Sapphire; White Diamond Capital System*

The only ones that weren't involved in the battle taking place at the Gate, Sol, and Genesis Barrier locations, of the Council proper that is, was Ladies Washu, Belldandy and Peorth, for their own reasons or orders. Of the three, Peorth had the uneasy task of trying to maintain contacts with the mortal D-3 realm, even well knowing the Infernals could destroy everything in all too short a time.

By the look of the chonometers upon the angelicly infused and monicered walls, it had been about a half hour into the battle, and word was the lines still managed to be held. Course news was slow in coming.

Peorth kept being quiet, as much as the rest of the Palace Tree, city among, and planet overall..

..along with the Ascendancy proper..

..all while keeping an ear to any outside contacts. She was leaning on an outer outlook railing of whitestone, connected to her large Advisory Office, at the golden-silver sky that shown hues of blue per a normal atmosphere, but shown through by the angelic starscape beyond it.

"Milady."

Peorth is shaken out of her mantra of still calm by an aide of her Office. "Yes?"

The aide handed her a data Padd of pearlaescent white and a screen of silver blue with plain data upon it. "It looks like the Comm-Node stations are working just fine still. We got this message just a few minutes ago across the Gate opening."

Peorth looked more hopeful. "That means the Gate hasn't fallen yet. Let's keep hoping."

She looked at the message of:


To all people receiving this,

I, the Emperor of the Qurosian Planets, wish to gain friendships and alliances with anyone who wishes to do so. The empire is newly formed, and is weak. This is our time of need.

My thanks,

Emperor Unal I
Emperor of the Qurosian Empire.


Peorth actually giggled for once. A few days since she had reason. "Didn't we start out with something like this once?"

The aide smiles, her long, lavender-pink hair swaying in the breeze as much as Peorth's long brown hair is. "I wouldn't know. I've only been alive for thirty-two years." ..said from one that looked like a sixteen year old. Peorth just shrugged. "Wait till you get past one century.

...hope you get the chance. Well, let's give out hope that even in the face of armageddon, we still function as a civilization that can take phone calls."

The aide blinks a shade confused. "Phone.... call....? Ah... oh yeah, those archaic things Lady Seto mentioned."

Peorth suddenly looks with a dry bland look. "Why do I suddenly feel my age?" The aide just waves her hands and looks wide-eyed defensive. "Sorry! Sorry! I wasn't inferrring..."

Peorth just raspberries the aide lightly and hands the Padd back to her. "Okay smarty. Take this as our response." Peorth puts with a slant eyed look. The aide just sets the Padd back for a return message.

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About two hours later, over the 'very' effiicient Celestial Holo-Net and Comm-Node Stations, the following message is returned broadband, not only the originating Qurosians, but all else as well, that the Ascendancy still existed fully.

:: ~

To: Emperor Unal I; Emperor of the Qurosian Empire.
From: Lady Peorth; Foreign Advisor - Gaian Ascendancy

To be it know that which sent the message of greetings and friendship in open arms, know the message was recieved by our stations, and recieved by our homeworld. We give this chance of welcome to the greater star community, with the same open arms.

We do however inform that at the moment, we are undeniably detained from an official first contact due to events beyond the scope of the norm. When this situation settles down some, we will make every attempt to answer this call for friendship. Until then, we hope you will take advantage of the other civilizations, who would far better be able to assist you at this time.

We place such trust for many of these nations, such as the Abh, Chronosians, Huntearians, Deatharons, Coreidians, Zetans, and far too many others than we can count. How you deal with them is your choice, but the firendships are very worth the trials to come for your star empire.

Again, we welcome you to the stars, as one where we once were, a nation of nascent birth.

In the name of His Excellency, we welcome you Lord Unal.

~ ::

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Somehow, the message got through the 'interference' taking place just beyond the Intracel Gate. After that, automated Comm-Node stations, some no bigger than a basketball, sent out in many kinds of communication waves, for the recipients to garner for their own dissimination.

The Ascendancy Foreign Advisor just hoped they would get the chance to follow through.

Deep in the Palace-ctacombs of Jara Prime, the Divine Emperor was formulating a plan. It was gloomy and dark, the throne room lit by only a few glowglobes. However, that suited the Emperor just fine. It was spacious and, although unappeared quite uncomfortable, was quite nice. And most importantly, it protected him from attack. In his gauntleted hands he held a transcript of the message caught by Jaration sensor relays.
"What foolss," he hissed, crumpling up the parchment and throwing it away."Ssso happy and outgoing. It sssickens mee. Piter, I hate doing thisss, but I musst. Send this, 'Qurosian Empire' a message, and have it state thus..."

Emerging empire!
We, the devout followers of Death, invite you to enter diplomatic negotiations with us and perhaps forge a strong alliance that will benefit both of us! Do not listen to these other fools, for who sends a man who is going on vacation with his pregnant wife as a diplomat?! Not any competent regime, that I know. We will be sending over a proper diplomatic envoy to your nation, for talks.
The Divine Emperor of the Armed Empire of Jaratia

OOC: There you go. With your allowance, I'd like to minimally RP the talks, is it fine?

The Emperor had just finished his meal and stood up, and departed from the hall followed by the others present. As he walked out of the door he noticed the Sergeant waiting on the nearby wall.

"What is it now Kulan?"

"We have two more replies, one from the followers of Death and one from the Gaian Ascendancy. What say you?"

"Good, hand them to me." he stretched out his hand. The sergeant handed both over.

To: Emperor Unal I; Emperor of the Qurosian Empire.
From: Lady Peorth; Foreign Advisor - Gaian Ascendancy

To be it know that which sent the message of greetings and friendship in open arms, know the message was recieved by our stations, and recieved by our homeworld. We give this chance of welcome to the greater star community, with the same open arms.

We do however inform that at the moment, we are undeniably detained from an official first contact due to events beyond the scope of the norm. When this situation settles down some, we will make every attempt to answer this call for friendship. Until then, we hope you will take advantage of the other civilizations, who would far better be able to assist you at this time.

We place such trust for many of these nations, such as the Abh, Chronosians, Huntearians, Deatharons, Coreidians, Zetans, and far too many others than we can count. How you deal with them is your choice, but the firendships are very worth the trials to come for your star empire.

Again, we welcome you to the stars, as one where we once were, a nation of nascent birth.

In the name of His Excellency, we welcome you Lord Unal.

And the other read:

Emerging empire!
We, the devout followers of Death, invite you to enter diplomatic negotiations with us and perhaps forge a strong alliance that will benefit both of us! Do not listen to these other fools, for who sends a man who is going on vacation with his pregnant wife as a diplomat?! Not any competent regime, that I know. We will be sending over a proper diplomatic envoy to your nation, for talks.
The Divine Emperor of the Armed Empire of Jaratia

"Reply to both, but like this...." he explained the replies to Kulan.

"At once my liege." he bowed and returned to the control room."

To Lady Peorth,

We thankyou for welcoming us, and wish you luck in your current conflict. Send new of the result once it comes, and we shall begin diplomatic trades and talks.

Sergeant Kulan,
Communication Advisor on behalf of Emperor Ulan I.

To the Divine Emperor of the Armed Empire of Jaratia,

We shall prepare for your envoys arrival and are making temporary acommadation for them at the moment. I, for one, look forward to friendship with your mighty nation, and may we both prosper.

Sergeant Kulan
Communication Advisor on behalf of Emperor Ulan I

OOC: Feel free to rp the talks.

oc: ah I never get tired of people that know everything.
Picture of the ship that is arriving-http://www.b5tech.com/isa/excalibur/excaliburglory.jpg

IC:
The small shuttle from the Abh capital had finally arrived at the appointed destination in Hyperspace. The Victory's shuttle doors slid open to allow the shuttle passage. A young Abh pilot trainee exited the shuttle with a large case that required her to use two hands.

The young girl was met by several shoulders all in leather armor brandishing nasty looking swords. The woman gladly handed the case over and stepped back. After inspecting the contents, they nodded and the woman was on her way back to the shuttle.

The case was brought before Lord Rahl and he gave his own personal inspection. "You have to be kidding me. I will be more than grateful when the Emperor of the Abh returns. Then I can be done for a good long time. Who is running the Capital anyways? AIA?"

He didn't expect an answer from his soldiers since they would have no idea but they shrugged anyways to signify that they did not know. Richard waved the soldiers on and they simply stored the case down in supplies while he returned to his seat.
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It wasn't long before the Victory was about ready to pull out of Hyperspace. Crews were returning to their stations to prepare for the jump while others locked items into stasis.

A vortex formed in Qurosian space as energy began to build until golden swirling funnel appeared as the gateway from Hyperspace. The three kilometer Victory Destroyer glided towards the planet where the diplomatic talks were to be exchanged. "Communications, send message to the government of our arrival."

"Yes Lord Rahl."

Empire of Qurosian,

This is Lord Rahl from the Abh Empire at the request of Admiral Wakapale. I believe you spoke to her shortly before. Standing by for clearance.

You are clear for landing. A small ship shall be near you soon to guide you to the capital.

"Get yourselves ready, backs straight, chests out make an impression on these people." Kulan yelled as he patrolled in front of the welcoming comittee, which contained the Emperor and many soldiers, was awaiting the Abh diplomat to arrive....

A message was intercepted 0100 hours ago...

+-+-+DEEP SPACE TELLECOMMUNIQUE+-+-+
+-+-+SOURCE: UNKNOWN+-+-+

Greetings, Emperor Unal I, I am Bis Andreya, the Forty-eigth Bis of the Polaris People since the Second Comming. I would be honored to seek possible trade, protection, and other amiable exchanges between our people. If you accept our offer, a complement of Ambassadors will depart for the Qurosian planets. If you decline, then may our two people at least live in peace with each other.

May Ory'Hara watch over you.

-Bis Andreya

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the empire of sephrioth wishes for a non agerrsison pact
ooc sorry abought lenghth im playinh half life god i love trillian

((OOC: You might be interested in this (forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=450742).))

OOC: Yes, do check out the G.F.F.A.'s thread.

"Get yourselves ready, backs straight, chests out make an impression on these people." Kulan yelled as he patrolled in front of the welcoming comittee, which contained the Emperor and many soldiers, was awaiting the Abh diplomat to arrive....

Richard walked down to his private chambers where Kahlan was sleeping. He had originally intended to leave with just a goodbye kiss but much to his surprise, he found that she was getting dressed. He stood there after closing the door with his hands on his hips. "And what do you think you are doing?"

Kahlan finished sliding her white dress over head and made final adjustments to it before turning around. "Coming with you of course."

A look of concern washed over Richard's face. "Are you sure you feel up to it?"

She smiled as she picked up Richard's cape and sword. "Dear, I'm only a few weeks pregnant and don't even show it yet. I'll be fine. Besides, I know how you get during diplomatic talks. They are not exactly your strong suit."

He glared back at his wife as he took the cape and strapped it on and then through the sword on with the strap crossing his chest with the sheath resting at his left hip. "Remind me to never argue with you on these matters."

They stopped outside to be greeted by the two Mord-Sith that were on the ship, Cara and Rikka. "And I suppose you want to go with us as well?"

Cara looked as if it was obvious. "Someone has to keep you out of trouble and make sure the Mother Confessor gets her way. She has the successor to the throne of D'Hara in her womb. We will protect her with our lives." She tsked Richard. "You are not being a very considerate husband and father Lord Rahl."

Richard threw up his hands not wanting to argue. He quickly aquired the case and requistioned a shuttle for the planet. Flight time would only be about five minutes.

The shuttle landed at the designated area. The two Mord-Sith were the first off the shuttle. Both were in tight leather amor that covered their entire body and was molded to their figure. Cara, with her long blond braid and icy blue eyes, took the right side of the ramp while Rikka,with her brown braid and green eyes, took the left side. Each had a thin leather rod hanging at their wrists via a golden chain.

Richard and Kahlan were the next ones down the ramp. Richard stood at six foot five with with brown hair and blue eyes. A sleeveless black shirt showed off the muscles in his chest and those in his arms. The formed body flowed all the way down to his black trousers and boots. A golden cape hung at his shoulders which accentuated the baldice that held his sword at his left hip. The golden stinceled "TRUTH" glinted every now and then when it caught the light.

Last but certainly not least was his beautiful wife Kahlan. She stood about a foot shorter than he and wore only a simple white dress that went to mid calf. Yet the dress did nothing to diminish her beauty with long brown hair reaching her waist and bright hazel eyes.

The group made their way to the armed procession with Richard carrying the case sent by the Abh capital.

oc: ah I never get tired of people that know everything.

Oh, shit! Damn, Abh, I didn't kow what the hell I was thinking. Sorry about that. I'll withdraw from the RP since it's too late to change anything and thatthing where my Emperor knew what was happening was entirely my fault. I guess my common sense must've wavered for a few seconds and I received your post like it was public information. Anyway, good luck with the RP!

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PS: http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=456065
The Recruiting thread.