Rionawan_1
02-03-2009, 01:29
Clatter, Crash, swish, Clatter
The sound of swishing air and clashing steel filled the air; the gentle ‘ping’ guttural clash. The courtyard is clearly old; with creeping vines working there way up the stone walls making them appear green and veiny; on the whole though it was stunningly beautiful with various trees and plants around the edges and a stone fountain centrepiece with clear pure water that you could easily drink even with the expensive Koi Carp the swam around it in a gentle movement oblivious to the sounds of sword fighting current going on around them. A woman with long dark hair, wavy and ran right down her back to just above her buttocks swishing back and forth as her feet danced under her pristine white dress that fanned out at the bottom she moved with grace and beauty as each movement flowed into another; each flick of her wrist effortless but deliberate and purposeful her opponent was a blonde haired young man easily in his thirties who whore a rather elaborate uniform, a long black coattail jacket, white cuffs, with gold stitching and under it a black vest waistcoat with frilly held in place by a red jewelled broach, he also wore long black pants and knee high black boots. He was the Captain of the Royal guard and; incidentally also the national sword champion as the two continued the sword dance between them; they both laughed and smiled; obviously enjoying themselves.
A Man walked into the courtyard though the rusted gate which screeched at the pain in its hinges‘; he was dressed far more modern in a black three piece suit complete with tie unfortunately it did not come with Toupee as he was clearly bald on the top and back with only some greying hair on the sides with slight joule cheeks. He smiled and adjusted his glasses at the two.
“Your Highness” he said; his voice carrying like a sigh; the woman could feel the fun draining out of the room; “There are things that Require your attention” he said not sensing her mood change at all.
“Richard, I have been here barely any time at all” she replied stopping and turning to face the third man.
“With respect your highness, its been four hours” he said; his hands folded on his chest fiddling with his suit button.
“Bah” she said rolling her eyes
He sighed and rubbed his face pushing his square glasses up the bridge of his nose.
“Fine, Fine” she replied dismissively; “Charles thank you for the lesson” she said with a smile and a brief hug before giving him a kiss on the cheek; he bowed deeply in respect turned on his heal and left the courtyard eying the balding man; Richard out of the corner of his eye with a sneer; he certainly did not like the man one bit; in fact when ever he was around there was this strange urge that welled up inside him to smack him right in the nose; still thankfully he did not have to deal with the disagreeable little man often.
“So what is it that couldn’t wait Richard?” she said giving him the famous death glare. Richard handed over a folder he was carrying under his arm to her; it was marked with ‘top secret’ she took it and looked over its contents; a Standard Intelligence Report on one of the anti-monarchy groups who liked to claim that the Royal family supported Slavery; unfounded of course but not entirely inaccurate; slavery was illegal in Rionawan but there were areas outside the major cities, particularly the slums where such things went on and were ‘overlooked’ by her majesties constabulary; Rionawan itself was a nation of bizarre contrasts between bigotry and tolerance, civil liberties and police state and between the Opulent Luxury of the rich in the major cities and the slum cities of the poor in more remote regions; long ago the Rich had taken control of the country ‘for its own good’ and guided its path towards Capitalisms natural logical conclusion of a two class state; those that couldn’t or refused to work were put to the mines for hard labour; and the homeless were declared non-entities so that the Rich who lived in the metropolis didn’t have to sicken there eyes looking at them; of course this led to its own problems for the homeless; many upped and left creating the slum cities others ended up slaves to the rich which as said while illegal is often practiced due to lax enforcement; of course being a slave was not the worst fate a homeless could suffer; cases recently had surfaced of a much darker nature where bodies would turn up stripped of all vital organs; heart, lungs, kidneys, pancreas, liver, brain anything worth a penny taken by an organised group calling themselves the Harvesters and sold on the black market, usually to give a rich asshole another year of life when he or she should have been dead ten ago, or sold to Hospitals or research institutes. Of Course, everybody knew but no one was talking, bad things happened in the night.
Of all the contrasts however one of the most confusing to the observer was of course the nations government, One Prime example of this was the relationship between Prime Minister Richard Léstrange and the Queen, Lady Alexandra; the woman currently in possession of the file; the nation was technically a constitutional monarchy at least to any observer but the Government only had as much power as the monarchy said they did and of course retained veto powers on all government decisions still for the most part the Royal Family did not interfere too much with how things were ran and the government functioned mostly because they were happy to do the things the Royals would have done anyway, Richard Léstrange was no different several members of his own cabinet would call him a snivelling weasel with less spine than a homeless meat sack after a visit by the Harvesters; The Queen however; things were changing, Alexandria was young, a woman of only Twenty Eight forced to power after her parents and two brothers were caught in a plane crash many conspiracy theorists say was an Assassination; the Queen was now for the first time opening the small recluse nation to the world; self sufficient in most things they needed very little from the ‘outsiders’ and thanks to the huge deposits of uranium and extensive use of Electric vehicles were not caught short on Oil anytime soon but still the Queen believed, who heartedly that the nations future was in open commerce and change of the status quo and it was on that belief she issued the order for Richard to make arrangements for the Banquet to come
To: Leaders of the world
Her Majesty, Queen of Rionawan, Lady Alexandria, ruler of the 12 kingdoms invites you to a banquet feast to be held at our Royal Castle in our Capital as we for the first time seek to formalise ties with the nations of the world; Go with the grace of god and in peace.
Lady Alexandria
Queen of Rionawan, Ruler of the 12 Kingdoms
Prime Minister Richard Léstrange
(OOC: Okay; a Bit of Brief out of Character notes here; any opinion expressed by this nation In Character should be taken with the proverbial pinch of salt and not a reflection of my opinions in real life out of character; also I work hard, sometimes on bizarre hours; so please bare with me if I seem to disappear from this for a period of time; if I do not post for more than a week however, do feel free to message me and let me know; preferably with a link to this topic to speed things up so that I can get a reply up of reasonable quality; that said do enjoy; oh and Feel free to just turn up in the Capital if you so wish of if you feel like RP My Air Trafic Control and a brief Journy as you can assume a Limo is waiting for you. Architecture in the Capital (and most of the ’civilised’ areas is ….well try to picture something European and French in most areas but Ultra Modern Japanese style sky rises in others, a mash of old and new a nation steeped in both technology and history…yes, yes, my nation has multiple personality disorder; you’ll get used to it by the end. another thing due to some really ODD Issue with the way Jolt does things, my nation isactually Rionawan; please use this for all referances to Pop. Economy, Etc, this is just a posting nation as sugested as a solution by NS mods, by the way - Thank you for all your help. Other than that, On with the show.)
The sound of swishing air and clashing steel filled the air; the gentle ‘ping’ guttural clash. The courtyard is clearly old; with creeping vines working there way up the stone walls making them appear green and veiny; on the whole though it was stunningly beautiful with various trees and plants around the edges and a stone fountain centrepiece with clear pure water that you could easily drink even with the expensive Koi Carp the swam around it in a gentle movement oblivious to the sounds of sword fighting current going on around them. A woman with long dark hair, wavy and ran right down her back to just above her buttocks swishing back and forth as her feet danced under her pristine white dress that fanned out at the bottom she moved with grace and beauty as each movement flowed into another; each flick of her wrist effortless but deliberate and purposeful her opponent was a blonde haired young man easily in his thirties who whore a rather elaborate uniform, a long black coattail jacket, white cuffs, with gold stitching and under it a black vest waistcoat with frilly held in place by a red jewelled broach, he also wore long black pants and knee high black boots. He was the Captain of the Royal guard and; incidentally also the national sword champion as the two continued the sword dance between them; they both laughed and smiled; obviously enjoying themselves.
A Man walked into the courtyard though the rusted gate which screeched at the pain in its hinges‘; he was dressed far more modern in a black three piece suit complete with tie unfortunately it did not come with Toupee as he was clearly bald on the top and back with only some greying hair on the sides with slight joule cheeks. He smiled and adjusted his glasses at the two.
“Your Highness” he said; his voice carrying like a sigh; the woman could feel the fun draining out of the room; “There are things that Require your attention” he said not sensing her mood change at all.
“Richard, I have been here barely any time at all” she replied stopping and turning to face the third man.
“With respect your highness, its been four hours” he said; his hands folded on his chest fiddling with his suit button.
“Bah” she said rolling her eyes
He sighed and rubbed his face pushing his square glasses up the bridge of his nose.
“Fine, Fine” she replied dismissively; “Charles thank you for the lesson” she said with a smile and a brief hug before giving him a kiss on the cheek; he bowed deeply in respect turned on his heal and left the courtyard eying the balding man; Richard out of the corner of his eye with a sneer; he certainly did not like the man one bit; in fact when ever he was around there was this strange urge that welled up inside him to smack him right in the nose; still thankfully he did not have to deal with the disagreeable little man often.
“So what is it that couldn’t wait Richard?” she said giving him the famous death glare. Richard handed over a folder he was carrying under his arm to her; it was marked with ‘top secret’ she took it and looked over its contents; a Standard Intelligence Report on one of the anti-monarchy groups who liked to claim that the Royal family supported Slavery; unfounded of course but not entirely inaccurate; slavery was illegal in Rionawan but there were areas outside the major cities, particularly the slums where such things went on and were ‘overlooked’ by her majesties constabulary; Rionawan itself was a nation of bizarre contrasts between bigotry and tolerance, civil liberties and police state and between the Opulent Luxury of the rich in the major cities and the slum cities of the poor in more remote regions; long ago the Rich had taken control of the country ‘for its own good’ and guided its path towards Capitalisms natural logical conclusion of a two class state; those that couldn’t or refused to work were put to the mines for hard labour; and the homeless were declared non-entities so that the Rich who lived in the metropolis didn’t have to sicken there eyes looking at them; of course this led to its own problems for the homeless; many upped and left creating the slum cities others ended up slaves to the rich which as said while illegal is often practiced due to lax enforcement; of course being a slave was not the worst fate a homeless could suffer; cases recently had surfaced of a much darker nature where bodies would turn up stripped of all vital organs; heart, lungs, kidneys, pancreas, liver, brain anything worth a penny taken by an organised group calling themselves the Harvesters and sold on the black market, usually to give a rich asshole another year of life when he or she should have been dead ten ago, or sold to Hospitals or research institutes. Of Course, everybody knew but no one was talking, bad things happened in the night.
Of all the contrasts however one of the most confusing to the observer was of course the nations government, One Prime example of this was the relationship between Prime Minister Richard Léstrange and the Queen, Lady Alexandra; the woman currently in possession of the file; the nation was technically a constitutional monarchy at least to any observer but the Government only had as much power as the monarchy said they did and of course retained veto powers on all government decisions still for the most part the Royal Family did not interfere too much with how things were ran and the government functioned mostly because they were happy to do the things the Royals would have done anyway, Richard Léstrange was no different several members of his own cabinet would call him a snivelling weasel with less spine than a homeless meat sack after a visit by the Harvesters; The Queen however; things were changing, Alexandria was young, a woman of only Twenty Eight forced to power after her parents and two brothers were caught in a plane crash many conspiracy theorists say was an Assassination; the Queen was now for the first time opening the small recluse nation to the world; self sufficient in most things they needed very little from the ‘outsiders’ and thanks to the huge deposits of uranium and extensive use of Electric vehicles were not caught short on Oil anytime soon but still the Queen believed, who heartedly that the nations future was in open commerce and change of the status quo and it was on that belief she issued the order for Richard to make arrangements for the Banquet to come
To: Leaders of the world
Her Majesty, Queen of Rionawan, Lady Alexandria, ruler of the 12 kingdoms invites you to a banquet feast to be held at our Royal Castle in our Capital as we for the first time seek to formalise ties with the nations of the world; Go with the grace of god and in peace.
Lady Alexandria
Queen of Rionawan, Ruler of the 12 Kingdoms
Prime Minister Richard Léstrange
(OOC: Okay; a Bit of Brief out of Character notes here; any opinion expressed by this nation In Character should be taken with the proverbial pinch of salt and not a reflection of my opinions in real life out of character; also I work hard, sometimes on bizarre hours; so please bare with me if I seem to disappear from this for a period of time; if I do not post for more than a week however, do feel free to message me and let me know; preferably with a link to this topic to speed things up so that I can get a reply up of reasonable quality; that said do enjoy; oh and Feel free to just turn up in the Capital if you so wish of if you feel like RP My Air Trafic Control and a brief Journy as you can assume a Limo is waiting for you. Architecture in the Capital (and most of the ’civilised’ areas is ….well try to picture something European and French in most areas but Ultra Modern Japanese style sky rises in others, a mash of old and new a nation steeped in both technology and history…yes, yes, my nation has multiple personality disorder; you’ll get used to it by the end. another thing due to some really ODD Issue with the way Jolt does things, my nation isactually Rionawan; please use this for all referances to Pop. Economy, Etc, this is just a posting nation as sugested as a solution by NS mods, by the way - Thank you for all your help. Other than that, On with the show.)