[GP] A Game of Politics

Rino said:
Liem read the letter and replies
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Mr. E. Quinn,

What was it that you don’t like about my view on the situation? If you could tell me that then I could explain it to you. I know you don’t want this answer from me right now but I would like a specific question from you about the matter. The big why question doesn't suite me very well at this point.

If I may as, why are you saying this to me? To apologise for your vote against me? Or it there an other reason?

A good night my friend and I will see you in the morning

Liem Halor of Leo
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Quinn reads the letter and replies
[sblock] Mr. Liem Halor,

I noticed that you have stated what a great mediator you are, and I completely agree with that self-assesment, however, that is not enough. You did not once come out with a purpose or goal that this group should strive for.

My purpose was two fold. First to offer you my condolences, but more importantly to also open up a line of communication so that we can work together in the future. I do not want my non-vote to give you any misconceptions on me. I admire your character and qualities, but as you stated earlier, you are not chairman ship material. (post 41)

Have a pleasant night,

Your servant E. Quinn
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Anguis heads to his quarters. His original plan was to get some much needed sleep, but the discussion had raised his choler, and made rest impossible. Finding Julius's letter, he decides to busy himself with writing a reply, and then writing to his cousin, and the Bishop.

Later the same evening a letter arrives in reply:

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Dear friend and cousin,

Your support is, as ever, welcome and I hope to be able to return it. Truly, blood flows thicker than water, though I hope the flow will not be as great. Rain falls readily from Heaven, but blood is less easily replaced. And yet we cannot afford to fear bloodshed when necessary, for then the losses may be greater in the future.

No, I have not forgotten who I am, what is the source of my power. Nor have I forgotten where my future lies. But there must be a balance. I will, nay must, approach the incident with an open mind, to make sure we can reach the most elegant solution. If the negotiations fail we will all suffer the consequences, while a success will bring us great prestige and prove to the people that Nobility do indeed have the Grace of the Gods.

I do not rule out an alliance with the Bull and the Lion, indeed our ancient squabbles are less important than the future.

Bringing with us the aid of Scroge's Guard, however, would be unwise. We have the authority we need to command the local officials, and involving outside forces would mark us as both untrusting and weak. Worse, it would seem the committe was little more than a tool of the church and that is something I am sure only the church itself would want, while we need to establish the committe as a political force unto itself. Our accomplishment will be all the greater for not being shared.

Love,

Alessa

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Ranger Rick said:
Quinn reads the letter and replies
[sblock] Mr. Liem Halor,

I noticed that you have stated what a great mediator you are, and I completely agree with that self-assesment, however, that is not enough. You did not once come out with a purpose or goal that this group should strive for.

My purpose was two fold. First to offer you my condolences, but more importantly to also open up a line of communication so that we can work together in the future. I do not want my non-vote to give you any misconceptions on me. I admire your character and qualities, but as you stated earlier, you are not chairman ship material. (post 41)

Have a pleasant night,

Your servant E. Quinn
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Liem replies

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To Mr. Quinn,

My Strive is just plain and simple: keep Farnese as good and prosperous land to live in. We have tried for many centuries to build this land as it is right now and my intention is to keep it as it was. But maybe we have to look outside our land what goes on. That will give us a better view on how we are doing, not offending our neighbours and so on.

I see no problem why we can not work together in the (near) future. And everyone in entitled to his own opinion, I believe that is a right we have in a democracy. If you think that I will not make a good chairman then so be it.

Liem Halor of Leo[/sblock]
 

After an uneventful nights sleep, Julius wakes up in the early hours before dawn, noticing that a letter had been sliped under his door.

Reading the letter from the Deacon Favre Julius can't help put smile in pleasure.

"Praise Orr" making the sign of the circle and with an ironic smirk on his face, Julius can't help but chuckle at his own theatric's.

Well I'd better head back to home and get freshened up, I've got a very busy day ahead of me

Removing the Chair from the door, Julius quickly tidies up the room. I get the feeling I'm going to spend alot of my time in this place, I'll have to get some of my things sent over.

Opening the door, Julius heads back to House Taurus compond.
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After performing his morning exercise routine, eating breakfast and cleaning himself up. Julius finally remebers the letter from Deacon Favre, Julius sits down and composes the following letter.

For the Dean[sblock]
Dean Dean Brandt

It has been suggested to me that I should bring a contingent of House Taurus Guards on this mission to Tarsur, also I was thinking about bringing my own horse, to enable me to occasionaly escape the confines of the coach.

Knowing that you will be preforming magic to speed our journey, I thought it would be prudent to enquire, whether or not the magic to be used, can accomodate extra people and horses, or will the magic only be able to effects the coaches and the horses to draw them.

Respectfully Yours

Julius Forte[/sblock]

Putting his quill down, Julius quickly tidies his sparsely furnished room, getting out a travelling chest, his backpack and his saddle bags Julius begins packing for the journey ahead.

"Right I better see to my weapons" Julius thens sharpens and polishes his sword, and checkes and oils his composite bow, hmm If I can take Thunder, I'd better requisition a lance as well.

Donning his enchanted Breastplate, and Helm Julius stands in front of his full length mirror

"I wonder if any of the other councilers thought to have me followed today, hmmm I know just the outfit to get past them" Julius smiles.

OCC: (Breastplate comes with Greaves and a Helm) Julius transforms his enchanted armour into the appaerance of plain but servicable clothes, studded leather armour with a tabard (Symbol of House Taurus is on the Tabard) over the top and wearing a hooded cloak, His helm becomes a plain well worn openfaced helm which the usual cheek and nose guards, which mostly obscures his features. Finally Julius straps on his well made but unornamented longsword in a plain slightly battered scabbard.

Admiring himself in the mirror "I look like one of the House Guards now"

Leaving by the back servants entrance Julius goes about his days tasks

DM[sblock]
Julius will perform all of the actions specified in my email to you.

Julius will also take care to change his appearance regualrly, by changing/removing the tabbard (part of the armour), slight changes to his helm (part of the armour too), and by occasionally changing his cloak (also part of his armour).

Julius will also take care to travel via a meandering roundabout route, and keep an eye open to see if he is being followed.
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For Julius:

[sblock]OOC: I trust you got my e-mail so you know everything is okay. You now have the orged letter back, along with military info that details that the letter was intercepted, blahdiblah. That's all you need to know now, right?[/sblock]

Letter from the dean, to Julius

[sblock]Sir Forte,

The magic I am going to use does not permit more people or horses to be brought along, I am sorry. You can send your horse, along with a trusted rider, to Tarsur, it will arrive there in 9 days. You can also put him on a boat to Stirr and let him be ridden (sp?) from there, this will take 6 days.

I hope this is enough information for you.[/sblock]
 


Upon waking, Quinn washes up, reads the letter from the night before. He than spends time wrighting into his private journal, gets dressed and packs for the trip to the dwarven ghetto.
 

Awaking from last night's sleep, Fevre smiles to himself as he reads Alessa's note, and then pens a reply.

[sblock]To my dear cousin,
I found your reply delightful in its manner, and in its errors. It is charming that one so devious (a quality I hold a virtue) can be so naive. While I will follow your wishes on this matter, I feel I must warn you as to the dangers you are facing.

Firstly, my dear, I must warn you of the consequences of pursuing negotiations. Yes, bloodshed is a thing to be avoided, but sadly the dwarfs do not seem to be of this opinion. They have prepared for war most unlawfully, and I suspect many of the Council will expect to see them punished for this. The fact remains, my dear, that the law has been broken by these dwarfs, quite violently in fact, and in the broader scheme, the signal we send if we countenence this is not one that should be. Our little commitee comes off as weak and sentimental, motivated by ideals so high they completely miss touching the ground. "Rebel against us, and we shall support you" is the message this sends. It marries our council to the nauseating ideals of the revolution, making us the enemy of those who do not share them, and wedding us to those who will cast us off at the first opportunity. And if your negotiations fail, then we are doomed, all of us--we are weak, we are ineffectual, we have offended the strong.

Understand, I have never said "seek not to answer the dwarfs' grievances". Orr forfend! Something has divorced their love from us, and it must be answered. If people are responsible they must be punished. But we must also punish those of the dwarfs who sought to answer wrongs with wrongs, or we side with disorder. I hope that you listen to reason on this, coz, but realize, I am for you even if you do not.

Now, onto the matter of soldiery--Orr's Circle, has my meaning fallen that far from the mark? Coz, let me be frank--we come to Tarsur as outsiders, with a military already there, well-prepared and probably with leaders of its own. The authority we have rests in air and paper--the one is invisible, the other a sword can tear through. If we trust completely in them, we may come to regret it. Remember, no matter what course of action you take, you will doubtless have to investigate those soldiers that are already there. If our granted authority is the only might backing our ability to do so, then we are facing trouble, my dear. I was not for calling on only Ganelon's troops--rather, I was for any of us that access to soldiers to try and get them as backing. I was calling not for the Church dominating us, but rather, demonstrating that we act with the authority of many Houses. It is your decision, coz, but again, if we have no troops, then if we make decisions that the troops that are there do not like, we will be in trouble. Some forces that take their orders directly from us, whose loyalty is to us would be an asset.

Regardless, in this coz, even if my opinion be opposed, I will follow the decision you and the council come to in these things, even if I think it folly. I merely hope my advice is listened to.

Anguis[/sblock]

Following this, he dons his armor and weapons. He makes a prayer to Orr, and begins his day.

Spells selected:
[sblock]Orisons--Detect Magic x2, Guidance X2, Light
1st--Divine Favor, Shield of Faith, Cause Fear, Doom
2nd--Eagle's Splendor, Hold Person, Zone of Truth

Domain Spells
1st--Burning Hands
2nd--Produce Flame

OOC: Though Anguis is evil, I don't see him as the undead-loving, channeling negative energy-type. Could I stick with the turn/cure spell option, instead of rebuke/inflict?[/sblock]
 
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Seguith, the betrayer, the favored mage of House Monoceros, yawns and rolls over in bed as the early morning light creeps in through his window, finally coming to rest on his face. Aahh! Just five more minutes...

Try as he might, his efforts to go back to sleep are in vain. He rises, rubbing his eyes, and stumbles out to the nearest bath. After washing himself, he returns to his room refreshed and fully awakened. Looking much more mage-ly, he, as per his usual routine, cracks open his spellbook and puts his mind through a series of mental exercises before beginning the memorization process.

All spells are in post #143, second spoiler box.

Glad that he packed for the journey the previous night, he puts on a clean robe, picks up his belongings, calls to Othelus, who flies lazily across the room and perches on his shoulder, and departs for the Academy.
 

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