The Regency Coronation
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The Coronation
The invited guests from across the realm met that day, June 30th, 2001, at the Trammel Yew Abbey at 7pm EST. They lined up and waited for the Governor-Regent to arrive so that the caravan could begin. After his arrival, Lord-Chancellor Grimrick spoke.
Grimrick: All Attention to the Lord Chamberlain!
Aleph Aeirs: *signals for the attention of the crowd*
Ladies and Gentleman, if I may have a moment of your time. We are assembled here this day to begin a journey, and it is with these first steps that we rejoice in the promises of this new era. It is through this journey that we move closer to our dream. A time of peace, a time of unity. A time of leadership, a time of support.
We begin this journey as a simple collection of individuals. The roads we will take represent a symbolic demonstration of our unity. This journey, that begins here from Empath Abbey and shall be completed upon arrival at the City of Compassion, signals not the end of our journey, but rather, the beginning of a time rich with opportunities for every citizen. And at journey's end? We shall stand united in support of our Liege, Lord British and his Governor-Regent Dayel Stormcrow. We await the command of the Governor-Regent to depart.
- bows in reverence to Dayel Stormcrow*
Dayel Stormcrow: *arm motions forward*
The caravan began. Along the way the Governor-Regent's Herald, Maryia Shadebane, called out his arrival to passerbys.
Maryia Shadebane: Forth comes His Excellency, Governor Regent of Britannia, Dayel Stormcrow! All bow and give homage! *grins* All bow and give homage! Forth comes His Excellency, Governor Regent of Britannia, Dayel Stormcrow! Forth comes His Excellency, Governor Regent of Britannia, Dayel Stormcrow! All bow and give homage! Clear the road for the Governor Regent and his procession! All bow before the Regent and his party!
Upon arrival at Castle British in Britain, the many guests stood awaiting for the Coronation Ceremony. All head's turned as the Governor-Regent and party arrived.
Gar Strongblade: *leans forward and looks down the isle*
Dayel walked up to the dais and faced the monks that awaited him. The ceremony then began.
Elder Monk Ryan: *speaks in a loud voice*
Sirs, I here present unto you Governor - Regent Dayel Stormcrow, your undoubted Regent: Wherefore all you who are come this day to do your homage and service, are you willing to do the same?
Grimrick: I am
Aleph Aeirs: Indeed I am.
Elder Monk Ryan: My Lord, is your Grace willing to take the Oath?
Dayel Stormcrow: I am willing.
Elder Monk Ryan: Will you solemnly promise and swear to govern the Peoples of Britannia and of your Possessions and other Territories to any of them belonging or pertaining, according to their respective laws and customs?
Dayel Stormcrow: I solemnly promise so to do.
Elder Monk Ryan: Will you to your power cause Law and Justice, in Mercy, to be executed in all your judgments?
Dayel Stormcrow: I will.
Elder Monk Ryan: Will you to the utmost of your power maintain the Laws of The Time Lords and the true professing of the Virtues? Will you, to the utmost of your power, maintain within the Kingdom, the force of Britannian Justice as established by law? Will you maintain and preserve inviolate the settlement of the local vassals, with their doctrines, worship, discipline, and government thereof, as by law established in Britannia?
Dayel Stormcrow: All this I promise to do.
Elder Monk Ryan: *gives the Tome of Virtues to Dayel*
Dayel Stormcrow: *Accepts the book*
Dayel Stormcrow: The things, which I have here promised, I will perform and keep.
Elder Monk Ryan: *speaks to Dayel*
Elder Monk Ryan: Our gracious Regent, to keep your Grace ever mindful of the law and the Virtues as the Rule for the whole life and government of the lands, we present you with this Book, the most valuable thing that this world affords. Here is Wisdom; This is the royal Law.
- Fills Ampulla with sacred Oil*
Elder Monk Ryan:By the hands anointed with sacred oil
- Places oil on Dayel's breast*
- Places oil on the crown of Dayel's head*
By the head anointed with sacred oil as kings, priests and prophets and so sanctify thy servant Dayel upon whose head this day for a sign of royal majesty, that he may be filled by thine abundant wisdom with all princely virtues through the King eternal our Lord.
- places the circlet on Dayel's head*
Immediately following the ceremony the crowd burst out in cheers and revelry.
Aleph Aeirs: All Hail the Governor-Regent! All Hail Dayel Stormcrow!
Molly: HAIL!
Grimrick: All Hail the Governor-Regent!
Lipstick: Hail the Governor Regent Stormcrow
Grimrick: Hail Lord Stormcrow. HAIL TO THE REGENT
Ce'Nedra Willow: All Hail Dayel Stormcrow!
Grimrick: LONG LIVE THE REGENT
Aleph Aeirs: LONG LIVE THE REGENT, LONG LIVE THE KING!
Rhannoch: Hail Regent Stormcrow
Maryia Shadebane: MAY THE VIRTUES PROTECT THE REGENT! ALL HAIL THE REGENT! ALL HAIL REGENT STORMCROW!
Aleph Aeirs: HOORAY!
Andrew: Hurray!
Velsinn: Long live the king! Long live the Regent!
Gates were then provided for the guests to the LFE Britannian Theater and Event's Tower. Guests were greeted by Ce'Nedra Willow with these instructions.
Ce'Nedra Willow: Please take a goblet from the table.
After which all guests gathered to the room seeting and were addressed.
Ce'Nedra Willow: Everyone please find a seat. We will begin shortly. Everyone please remain quiet, those who can not be quiet will be removed. You were all given goblets when you entered and you can see the bartender downstairs to get them filled. We hope you enjoy yourselves this evening. At this time, I would like to present to you Lord-Chancellor Grimrick.
Grimrick: Hail and Welcome Lords and Ladies of the Realm. Tonight we are come together in celebration of the appointment of the Governor-Regent of Britannia. This is a most auspicious occassion. In a time of trials, a time when our King is absent from us often we have oft found ourselves bereft of the leadership needed to steer. Now we are one, unified behind the Kings lawful representative. Able to respond to all manner of threats to the Realm and the Virtues. My Lords and Ladies, let us raise our glasses and our hearts in celebration of a new era in the history of Britainnia.
Molly: *raises glass*
Warlord: *raises goblet*
Geri Grungir: *hic*
Cogniac: *claps*
Grimrick: Long Live the Regent!
Aleph Aeirs: *raises Goblet*
Jormungandr: Long Live the Regent
Jeram IronThew: Long Live the Regent!
Banon: Long live the Regent
Ce'Nedra Willow: Please welcome Lord-Chamberlain Aleph Aeirs.
Aleph Aeirs: Dignitaries, representatives and emmisaries, our distinguished guests... As Lord Chamberlain to the Governor-Regent, I welcome you all this evening. This eve we have witnessed an event of unprecedented magnitude. You see before you a community united, a community commited. A community prepared for the triumphs and tribulations to come. United, and able to survey and conquer any and all obstacles in our path.
- smiles broadly*
This is an amazing time indeed. As the assembled dignitaries prepare to approach the Governor-Regent we ask that you speak with Madame Ambassador Willow so that she may honor your attendance with the appropriate announcement. Ladies and gentleman, at this time His Majestys Governor-Regent Dayel Stormcrow is ready to receive you. ALL HAIL THE REGENT!
Grimrick: ALL HAIL THE REGENT
Jeram IronThew: ALL HAIL THE REGENT
Dayel Stormcrow: *smiles*
Aleph Aeirs: ALL HAIL THE REGENT!
Jormungandr: All Hail the Regent
Karine: Hail!!!!
Thomlinson: HAIL!!!
Ce'Nedra Willow: Before we begin presentations, the Govenor-Regent wishes to address the crowd.
Dayel Stormcrow: Thank you Ce'Nedra. Welcome my Lords and Ladies of Britannia. Welcome lords and ladies of Sosaria. I am honored that you could attend me on this momentous day. Let me begin by thanking you for your patience. I am pleased that you were there to witness this occasion. I have spoken the vows and my oath is Truth.
- eyes sparkle with joy*
Today is a day of rebirth. A day of rejoicing. A day of peace. A new Britannia will rise from the chaos of our misdeeds. Virtue will guide our path, and prosperity will follow. Lord British has shown us the way, and though he no longer raises his voice to speak on our behalf, I will endeavor to do so from this day forward. I cannot convey to you the depth of my appreciation for your faith in me. Together, we shall strive for peace, for bounty and for Virtue. Together we will forge ahead and create a better realm. Together we will right the wrongs and serve the people.
- voice raises in crescendo*
Welcome friends to a new Britannia, forged in hope, and united by friendship!
Ce'Nedra Willow: Long Live Dayel!
Warlord: Hear hear!
Aleph Aeirs: *cheers loudly*
Thomlinson: *WILD APPLAUSE*
Donovan WarCroft: The Regent has come!!!
Jeram IronThew: *Horrah!*
Grimrick: Hear hear!
Aleph Aeirs: ALL HAIL THE REGENT!
Donovan WarCroft: Hooray!!!
Ce'Nedra Willow: At this time we will allow the guests to make first presentation before the Govenor Regent. Those wishing to do so should take a turn by lining up at the far end of the stage here.
- motions to the stage corner*
Lady Lipstick, Queen of Stormhaven
Dayel Stormcrow: Come forward m'lady. *smiles*
Aleph Aeirs: *smiles warmly*
Dayel Stormcrow: *bows head and smiles*
Lipstick: Your excellency Governor Stormcrow on behalf of Stormhaven, we wish thee a future of prosperity and peace. We know thy people shall come to know your strength and mercy. The Kingdom of Stormhaven hopes to build a strong bridge of alliance and in honor of this day and the future we offer thee a gift. May thy throne know peace always.
Dayel Stormcrow: *accepts the chest* Thank ye m'lady for these riches.
Lipstick: Thee are welcome Milord.
Dayel Stormcrow: We are honored by your friendship and we look forward to the bond of alliance. *smiles*
Ce'Nedra Willow: Lord Smogg Azalin, Cult Leader of the Cult of Infernal Necromancy
Dayel Stormcrow: *nods in respect*
Smogg Azalin: Greetings his excellency, Governor-Regent of Britannia Dayel Stormcrow. I thank for the invitation, I am truly honored. I take it as the first step towards peace and friendship. It is not only a sign of great wisdom that you seek friendly relations with the my cult, but also a choice that will surely mark the lands.
Aleph Aeirs: *leans forward and listens intently*
Smogg Azalin: Despite your vast power, it is still obvious that many areas are complely out of your control. To ensure stability and peace, my cult acts as protecters of large areas north of Trinsic. We defend locals where your brave knights would not dare venture, and see to sick people your healers would never touch. Many vile creature fall to our blades. Creatures that would otherwise be free to prey on the innocents and threaten your very kingdom. It is my hope we can build trust and cooperation so that threats to the lands can be dealt with more efficently. However our expenses are high, esteemed Governor-Regent, and your excellency benefits greatly from our efforts. I find it resonable to request a supply in the form of weapons and spell components to compensate our expenses.
Donovan WarCroft: *raises eyebrows*
Smogg Azalin: 500 exceptional katanas and 20.000 nightshade. I see that you may be reluctant to help even with such a minor request. But it is my hope we can come to an agreement where we can ensure prosperity, peace and stability in the realm. Thank you for your time his excellency Governor-Regent. *nods with respect for Dayel*
Dayel Stormcrow: Thank you good doctor.
Smogg Azalin: *political smile*
Dayel Stormcrow: Your generosity is legendary throughout the realm. And you easily show that the truth is spoken when they say Smogg is generous. I shall remember your kindness. I must hesitate on your order however. My quartermasters will need time to fill such an order. There are many forms to fill out... I will ask that our Parliament takes your concerns into consideration when they meet. Thank you. *nods*
Ce'Nedra Willow: Fred, Mayor of Skara Brae Township
Fred: Dayel, I'd just like to say congratulations on becoming the Governor-Regent. I'm sure you will do a great job. I'd also like to say that I'm still waiting on that friendly duel you promised me *chuckles*
Dayel Stormcrow: Thank you Fred.
Fred: From me, and from the people of Skara Brae, I'd like to say good luck, you've got a long road ahead of you. *smiles*
Dayel Stormcrow: I thank you.
Ce'Nedra Willow: Baroness Molly Teach, Lady Paladin, Britannia Council Knights
Molly: Vendui'
Dayel Stormcrow: *smiles*
Molly: I would like to say that I am honored to have a part of this Kingdom and pledge our services to you m'Lord. The land we protect as well as any other should you need our blades.
Dayel Stormcrow: I thank you Baroness. I accept your fealty, and I grant you the fief of Hedge Run. May you prosper there.
Molly: Congratulations to you Magesty. And Thank you Sire.
Dayel Stormcrow: And may the realm prosper due to your efforts. And those of your people. *smiles*
Molly: With you as our Regent it will indeed.
Dayel Stormcrow: Thank you.
Ce'Nedra Willow: General Banon of the 1st Dragoons
Banon: Your excellency Lord Dayel Stormcrow...... I come today to tell thee that you have the unanimous backing both militarily and politically of the 1st Dragoons. I also wish to congratulate you on behalf of the 1st Dragoons and I look forward to our future endevours.
Aleph Aeirs: *smiles warmly*
Dayel Stormcrow: I thank you for your pledge. The bravery of the Dragoons has not escaped our notice.
Banon says *nods*
Dayel Stormcrow: We are honored to have your support. *smiles*
Ce'Nedra Willow: Analeiza, Mayor of Minoc, Guildmistress of the Hunter's Clan
Analeiza: Thank you Ce'Nedra
Aleph Aeirs: *smiles towards Analeiza*
Analeiza: Greetings Govenor-Regent Stormcrow
Dayel Stormcrow: *smiles*
Analeiza: I come before you today first to congratulate you on a glorious ceremony and secondly as the representative of Minoc. As you may or may not know, our city council is newly formed and diligently working to build a militia to defend our beautiful town against the orcs and savages that roam our streets. I humbly request any assistance your excellency may offer as we build our defenses and I thank you for your time.
Dayel Stormcrow: Thank you madame mayor. The city of Minoc shall always be embraced by this government. We shall endeavor to protect your citizens. And we offer any further assistance you may need to support the town of Sacrifice.
Ce'Nedra Willow: Ryentha, High Priestess of the Cult of the Pendragon
Dayel Stormcrow: Come forward madame.
Ryentha Watcher: Sir...
Dayel Stormcrow: *nods*
Ryentha Watcher: ...I would like to begin by saying the land is in need of a leader. But I do not think you are the man for it. No...I know you are not the man to represent a King not the True King anyway.
Aleph Aeirs: *looks concerned*
Ryentha Watcher: The Holy Church IMPLORES you to seek a better candidate. One who would better represent the PEOPLE. Someone who serves the Real King, not a puppet. I have no offense to you, sir.
Dayel Stormcrow: *smiles*
Ryentha Watcher: But I feel you are in grave sin by folowwing British. Hear this, the day of Repentance is near. I hope you heed its call. Until you do, I cannot support you. The Aird Righ MUST be acknowledged. And until you or your replacement declare fealty...
Aleph Aeirs: *wipes his face and frowns*
Ryentha Watcher: ...to the Pendragon...we will oppose you. It is not your title to take. I am finished.
Dayel Stormcrow: Your candor is appreciated priestess. I assure you, we will strive to learn more of your ways...
Ryentha Watcher: Bit different from a sermon. Thank you...better to represent the people.
Dayel Stormcrow: know this, I do not intend to be your king of kings
Ryentha Watcher: You are not him.
Dayel Stormcrow: *smiles*
Ryentha Watcher: He needs representation. Until he...returns.
Dayel Stormcrow: Nay ma'am, I am not. He has you madame. Something tells me he is well represented...
Dayel Stormcrow: *grins*
Ryentha Watcher: *smiles spreading her breath and the smell of rotten meat*
Dayel Stormcrow: I, however, represent Britannia.
- tries not to grimace*
Thank you priestess
Ryentha Watcher: May I backdown, sir?
Dayel Stormcrow: Aye, thy sermon was...refreshing.
Ce'Nedra Willow: Syrina of the Lia Fail Empire
Dayel Stormcrow: *smiles*
Syrina: Hail your Excellency.
Dayel Stormcrow: Greetings hostess.
Aleph Aeirs: *smiles warmly*
Syrina: On behalf of the Lia Fail Empire, I welcome thee and all that thou dost represent. We are confident in your abilities to lead us into an era of prosperity and along virtue's path. We are honored to have thee in our home and we hope that you will see fit to honor us with your presence again soon.
Dayel Stormcrow: *smiles* I thank thee for thy warm embrace of hospitality. And thy kind words which gladden my heart. I shall visit again, I assure you. The lady Willow is fond of plays I am told. *grins*
Syrina: we look forword to that time your Excellency. Indeed.
Dayel Stormcrow: Thank you.
Ce'Nedra Willow: Raven Blackwing, Headmistress of the Academy of the Forbidden Lore and Captain of the Vesper Militia
Raven Blackwing: Greetings my lord.
Dayel Stormcrow: *smiles*
Raven Blackwing: I come to offer my aid in the line of training for all that may need it as well as to offer thee the aid of the militia when it is needed. The academy is growing and so is the militia. If there be a time we are called on to aid in any way let it be a war or the healing of the sick we are at thine side to serve my lord.
Dayel Stormcrow: Thank you for your kindness m'lady. It is fortunate that you have come this day. I have already heard of a need for training and healing and troops. Perhaps you can be of help in the swamps of Trinsic. Poor Smogg's men are outnumbered and lack supplies. I thank you for your courage. And that of your men.
Raven Blackwing: The master will always have thine aid of the academy *nods*
Dayel Stormcrow: *smiles*
Raven Blackwing: And I thank thee my lord for your time.
Dayel Stormcrow: *nods head slightly* Thank you.
Raven Blackwing: *nods*
Ce'Nedra Willow: Lord Wolf of the Knights of Sosaria
Wolf: Greetings Lord Regent. My congratulations on your appointment.
Dayel Stormcrow: Thank you sir knight.
Wolf: On behalf of the Knights of Sosaria, I hope you know that we will as always support the government of Lord British. I hope you will call on us, as needed.
Dayel Stormcrow: Thank you sir Duke. I am honored by your oath.
Wolf: It is I who am honored. We stand at your ready.
Dayel Stormcrow: The Knights of Sosaria shall ever be the stewards of the lands you call home.
Wolf: We do try to act as such stewards in the name of good and our Lord.
Dayel Stormcrow: We acknowledge your claims of territory and burden you with their protection.
Wolf: We will do all that we can, Sir.
Dayel Stormcrow: *clasps his shoulder in friendship*
Wolf: Thank you, and all the best to you in the future whatever it may hold for us.
Aleph Aeirs: *smiles warmly*
Dayel Stormcrow: Thank you sir Duke.
Ce'Nedra Willow: Richard, Ambassador of Moonglow
Richard: Hail Dayel.
Dayel Stormcrow: Greetings Sir Richard
Richard: Moonglow would like to extend its fondest wishes towards you and the regency. We have always been firm supporters of efforts towards unification and hope this is a step towards a brighter future.
Dayel Stormcrow: Thank you sir Richard. It is also our goal to forge closer ties with Verity Isle. We look forward to bringing the citizens of Moonglow closer to Britannia. A permanent bond is our goal. Thank you.
Ce'Nedra Willow: Alec, Alpha of the Pack of the Shadow Caern
Dayel Stormcrow: Come closer Alec. Sir Alec, we did not hear thee; step closer to the dais.
Alec: Greetings from the wolves. We congratulate you on your ascendance. Thank you.
Dayel Stormcrow: Alec friend, I thank you for your kind sentiment.
At this point a special guest was noticed in the audience.
Ce'Nedra Willow: Elrios, from the Cult of the Infernal Necromancy
Elrios: 'ail Governer-Regent Stormcrow. *bows grasciously*
Dayel Stormcrow: *nods politely*
Elrios: 'tis a grand pleasure to meet one such as yerself, sir. I merely wanted to say 'ow 'appy I am that ye made it to such a 'igh place in life... An' that I, fer one, wish ye all the best luck in the werld... I was never one fer a good speach but thank ye fer listenin', o' 'onerable regent-general. 'tis all, sir.
Dayel Stormcrow: Thank you Elrios. We are always pleased to accept genuine support for our realm.
Ce'Nedra Willow: Warlord, Magistrate of Britain, Urban Knight's Journalist, representing Wolfgang, Guildmaster of the Urban Knights.
Warlord: Greetings
Dayel Stormcrow: *nods*
Warlord: I come to offer the services of the Urban Knights. Our tower is located Southeast of the Yew moongate in Felucca. We are a very large guild and will give any assistance to you and Britannia. I also ask of a favor from you.
Dayel Stormcrow: *grins* Aye friend?
Warlord: My friend, Julius Ceasar, has been turned into an evil vampire by Crystal Ice, Anna's sister. I ask that you help me rid him of the deamon within him.
Dayel Stormcrow: I thank you Warlord.
Warlord: Before he was a vampire, he was going to form an empire within the realm to assist the forces of light.
Dayel Stormcrow: Rest assured, Lord Chancellor Grimrick has the resources of this government at his disposal.
Warlord: I see...
Dayel Stormcrow: He, and the learned members of the BTF will find a way to help thee. I am sure.
Grimrick: Elder Monk Ryan knows the method, sir. We will assist thee.
Dayel Stormcrow: Then see that the monk has anything he needs from us.
Warlord: Thank you, I greatly appreciate it.
Dayel Stormcrow: We look forward to opening a dialogue with the brave Urban Knights.
Warlord: Just call the Urban Knights if you need assistance, we will send what we can.
Dayel Stormcrow: Thank you Warlord.
Warlord: Thank you sir.
Dayel Stormcrow: *smiles*
Ce'Nedra Willow: At this time I need to pass on a message. Nexus Graveheart was here to convey their sincerest apologies to the Governor-Regent for the absence of the Lord Nath Maezeoroth.
Dayel Stormcrow: Thank you Lady Ambassador.
Ce'Nedra Willow: Annunzio, Mayor of the Trinsic Council of Honor
Annunzio: Hail, Lord Regent! I wish to convey my great pleasure at the occasion of your coronation and to bring you the good tidings from the people of Trinsic. The Council, in a vote has declared ourselves loyal to you, good sir. May you prosper, as all of Britannia!
Dayel Stormcrow: And I to them friend. I thank you for these glad tidings. I shall do my best to further the work you have done in the city of Honor.
Aleph Aeirs: *smiles towards Annunzio*
Annunzio: Thank you, kind sir.
Dayel Stormcrow: Thank you.
Annunzio: And thank you for this audience. I look forward to working with you.
Dayel Stormcrow: And I you friend.
Ce'Nedra Willow: Xolkug of Orc. *beckons the orc before the Regent*
Donovan WarCroft: *grumbles*
Xolkug: ib et meh turn humie?
Ce'Nedra Willow: *nods*
Xolkug: *looks around at all the gathered humies*
Aleph Aeirs: *gives the orc an appraising look*
Xolkug: all ob ju humiez hab tu swear ju lulty tu da Grishnak
Donovan WarCroft: *raises eyebrows*
Xolkug: nub dis humie king. hrk.
Donovan WarCroft: an outrage!
Xolkug: *looks at the foolish humie weapons*
(The Royal Guards stepped forward with weapons at the ready.)
Dayel Stormcrow: Stay your hand my guards.
Xolkug: ib ju eber cum dtu our land meh clump ju mehself. weh nub recogniz disz king. Grishnak ib da unly cheif.
Donovan WarCroft: *clenches fists*
Jeram IronThew: *grits teeth*
Dayel Stormcrow: The orcs are as wise and fearsome as they say.
Xolkug: ib ju nub pwedge tu hem be pwepared tu beh clumped. dat ib ull meh hab tu blah.
Dayel Stormcrow: Take this token of our respect for thine protestations.
Dayel Stormcrow: *places a single bottle of ale on the ground at the orc's feet*
Xolkug: dis pwace smellz ob humies
Dayel Stormcrow: *smirks*
Xolkug: *takes the bottlee of ale*
Aleph Aeirs: An orc ignoring Ale? Who would have known it to be poss...aha..
Xolkug: meh tak dis. hrk.
Aleph Aeirs: *chuckles*
Dayel Stormcrow: *chuckles*
Ce'Nedra Willow: If anyone else still wishes to present themself please come to the back corner.
Ce'Nedra Willow: Roland Deschain Del'Roh of the Tal'mahe'Rah, representing the Order of the Ebon Skull
Roland Deschain: I would say congratulations...
Aleph Aeirs: *sits taller, narrows his eyes a bit*
Roland Deschain: However serving a fool such as Lord British is nothing to be pleased about.
Donovan WarCroft: *moves in chair*
Roland Deschain: Ah, you look so Lordly.
Dayel Stormcrow: *smirks*
Roland Deschain: Has the esteemed British been advising you on proper armor shining techniques?
Dayel Stormcrow: I thank you ambassador. I hope your daughter is well.
Roland Deschain: Perhaps he is educating you on how to remain invisible to the populace.
Dayel Stormcrow: *smiles*
Roland Deschain: There is one hope for this, however. Perhaps you shall dissapear as the "King" has. Good eve.
Jormungandr: *snorts*
Donovan WarCroft: *looks for sword*
Roland Deschain: Oh dear, by all means.
Dayel Stormcrow: Thank you for your interest...
(The Royal Guards advanced angrily.)
Aleph Aeirs: Easy gents..
Dayel Stormcrow: Hold men!
Roland Deschain: Put those toothpicks away, gentlemen.
Dayel Stormcrow: There shall be none of that here.
Aleph Aeirs: Now now, no need for hostilities. Everyone take your seat, let's remain civil.
Roland Deschain: Ah, but I am taking my leave.
Dayel Stormcrow: The ambassador has said his piece.
Roland Deschain: That is what I thought.
Dayel Stormcrow: And even complimented me on my armor.
Dayel Stormcrow: *smirks*
Donovan WarCroft: Lord Roland shall see his day soon enough.
Dayel Stormcrow: Many of the great "lords" that came before him in the Order were lucky enough to see my armor right before they perished.
Aleph Aeirs: *smiles a bit*
Dayel Stormcrow: Perhaps he will be an admirer himself.
Ce'Nedra Willow: Itenhe of the Black Wind Knights, Shadow Sect Leader
Dayel Stormcrow: *smiles*
Itenhe the Cat: Um... greetings.. Sir er Regent..
Dayel Stormcrow: *smiles encouragingly*
Itenhe the Cat: I would like to congratulate you.. on this..um.. this assention to the royalty.
Aleph Aeirs: *smiles warmly*
Itenhe the Cat: I'm sorry.. I'm just nervous...
Dayel Stormcrow: It's ok friend
Itenhe the Cat: and.. earlier tonight I lost my familiar..so I'm a little torn up inside...but... I came here to say that.. that though different ideas may arise about the realms betterment..we must all agree that we do wish to make it better.
Dayel Stormcrow: *nods*
Itenhe the Cat: And that.. that there are many more that plan upon the more virtous forces and.. those of us you consider chaotic are far outnumbered...Will someone stop that damnable music?!
Aleph Aeirs: *looks around nervously*
Dayel Stormcrow: Easy friend
Itenhe the Cat: *starts breathing heavy, ears back, nervous obviously*
Dayel Stormcrow: You were saying...
Itenhe the Cat: And...and that...STOP THAT MUSIC!!!!!!!
Dayel Stormcrow: Hold.
Itenhe the Cat: SOMEONE STOP IT!!!
Aleph Aeirs: Easy now...easy...
Dayel Stormcrow: Please stop the music our friend here is agitated.
(Itenhe sluggishly drew a weapon.)
Jeram IronThew: Lay aside thy weapon, Sir
Aleph Aeirs: Friend, come..sit down a moment...
Itenhe the Cat: ...........
Aleph Aeirs: Guards, at ease.
Itenhe the Cat: Only a fool fights when he is outnumbered and out skilled...I am still but a squire.....
Dayel Stormcrow: Perhaps we can finish this another time sir, when you are less...distracted.
Itenhe the Cat: I.. I can finish....
Dayel Stormcrow: Please do.
Itenhe the Cat: I'm.. I'm alright....but I wish to comment that you have quite the bastard working for you. Cogniac.
Cogniac: *confused expression*
Dayel Stormcrow: *raises eyebrow*
Cogniac: *laughs* Aye, he's got me there.
Grimrick: *chuckles*
Itenhe the Cat: Mocking the death of my Familiar for one, then putting me under the implication that I am a fool.
Dayel Stormcrow: Cogniac does not represent me sir. But I think we have heard enough.
Itenhe the Cat: Well thats good then...Now...I was saying..that.. well we darker forces are by far outnumbered but maybe one day if both sides can stand to pull their heads from their...
Dayel Stormcrow: I thank you sir
Itenhe the Cat: er.. you get the picture.. that we might make a truce for the betterment of all and that we should work for that...
Dayel Stormcrow: I am sure that your Kotare will be pleased to hear how his squire has represented him before the lords and ladies of the realm.
Itenhe the Cat: ........
Dayel Stormcrow: Thank you for your time.
Itenhe the Cat: ....
Dayel Stormcrow: Others await their moment to speak.
Ce'Nedra Willow: Lady Anna, Guildmistress of Britain: The Firm, school for the young.
Anna: Your Grace, while I remain Guildmistress of the Firm, that great institution of learning will remain true and faithful to your rule and laws. I bring to you the gift in knowing all the students who choose the Light shall be taught the laws you implement. Thank You.
Dayel Stormcrow: Thank you m'lady.
Aleph Aeirs: *smiles*
Grimrick: *smiles*
Dayel Stormcrow: We acknowledge your efforts on our behalf. We shall always support your institution.
Lady Anna says *smiles*
Dayel Stormcrow: Thank you very much.
Ce'Nedra Willow: Spawn, Warrior of Virtue, Sic Semper Tyrannis
Spawn: Hail Lord Regent.
Aleph Aeirs: *grins*
Ce'Nedra Willow: He may be our last speaker this eve.
Dayel Stormcrow: Greetings sir Spawn.
Spawn: I wanted to congratulate you on getting such an honorable position. I wanted to say that myself and Sic Semper Tyrannis are willing to help you from those who don't see your way. And I am willing to risk my life for you and for the realm. Thank you very much Lord Regent.
Aleph Aeirs: *smiles proudly*
Dayel Stormcrow: Thank you Spawn. Our oath is sacred and we are pleased to help you in any way we can.
Ce'Nedra Willow: Lord Cogniac, Legendary Paladin of the Order of the Silver Serpent
Cogniac: Hail, Dayel! I'd just like to congratulate you, Dayel, on your appointment.
Dayel Stormcrow: *nods* Thank you sir knight.
Cogniac: I remember having had lots of fun with you over the years, sir. Like when we did the Virtue quest together to save Aleph. Hello, there, Aleph. by the way.
Aleph Aeirs: *smiles*
Dayel Stormcrow: *pats Aleph on the shoulder*
Cogniac: And also...hehe...that time...hehe...that time when you drank that entire bottle of ale....hehehe...and you passed out...hehe...and we tied you to that cow.. Well, perhaps I shouldn't divulge that information to the masses.
Windlord: *raises eyebrow*
Cogniac: Considering you have a "reputation" to worry aobut now and all.
Donovan WarCroft: *smirks*
Dayel Stormcrow: I think you may have me confused with someone else sir knight.
Cogniac: But on a more serious note... Yes, that's right, I have you "confused with someone else" Dayel. *wink wink*
Cogniac: Anyway...On a more serious note, I'd just like to say that on behalf of the Order of the Silver Serpent and the isle of Serpent's Hold, that all of us down in the islands of the south are fully behind you in your newly appointed regency. So Congrats, and may your days in office, or reign, or whatever be many.
Dayel Stormcrow: I thank you sir knight. OSS has long been the protectors of the South. We are honored by their dilligence and courage.
(At this time, a lone man stood up in the crowd and began to make demands of the Regent before his visibly embarrassed guildmates removed him from the premises.)
Dayel Stormcrow: I thank you all for joining us this eve. It is no surprise that things can be this interesting when so many people who don't usually gather together, get to mingle. We are honored by your...
Ce'Nedra Willow: *whispers*
Dayel Stormcrow: Ahh...master Granth?
Garrett Granth: Who?
Dayel Stormcrow: You wish to speak?
Garrett Granth: *hic* urrr, certainly.. ah.. yes.. I suppose so.
Dayel Stormcrow: You may have the last words then.
Ce'Nedra Willow: Garret Granth, Author at Large of the Guardians of Lore
Dayel Stormcrow: I'll have the Lady Ambassador write out my name later for your notes.
Ce'Nedra Willow: *grins*
Garrett Granth: Well, M'lord Daryl. Errr, Dayel
Dayel Stormcrow: *chuckles*
Garrett Granth: The Guardians of Lore, with our holdings in the north *hic* you know, those lands there...*hic* *hic* *hic*
Dayel Stormcrow: Is there more good bard? This is the shortest speech on record for you no?
Annunzio: *chuckles*
Cogniac: *laughs*
Annunzio: Perhaps he has passed out?
Dayel Stormcrow: It seems he has.
Elrios: Aye looks it.
Cogniac: I do believe he has reached a new level of drunkenness.
Annunzio: Aah, so it is.....
(Garret toppled over the side of the tower roof.)
Grimrick: He fell from the roof.
Garrett Granth: *hic*
Grimrick: Hope he's alright.
Annunzio: Not the first time....
Dayel Stormcrow: That was quite a feat.
Garrett Granth: *hic* *hic*
(Moments later, he climbed the stairs to the top of the tower and approached the dais once more.)
Dayel Stormcrow: An acrobat as well as an author!
Annunzio: *snickers*
Garrett Granth: Furthermore!
Dayel Stormcrow: The floor is still yours Garrett... as is the lawn out front. *smirks*
Garrett Granth: *hic* I should like to add... ow
Aleph Aeirs: Ow indeed.
Grimrick: *grins*
Garrett Granth: *hic* I think I'll just be going to my seat before anything else happens, Lord Daryl err, Daeyl.. Darnely. Whatever.
Annunzio: *tries to keep a straight face*
Dayel Stormcrow: Fair enough good scribe.
Donovan WarCroft: *laughs*
Anna: *chuckles*
Windlord: *grins*
Garrett Granth: *hic*
Dayel Stormcrow: Thank you for the send off we are sure to remember. Good eve to you all.
Garrett Granth: *hic* I'm not drunk!
Dayel Stormcrow: I thank you once more for your patience and attention. I bid you farewell friends.
The following are pictures from the Coronation:
