In the dark of the night, Xargun, the Caliph of Ekbir, greets the drow representatives as they approach the city gates of Ekbir.
"Greetings, representatives of Eclavdor. Emperor Al'Akbar asked me to inform you that he could not be here. However, I am honored to greet you on his behalf. I am Caliph Xargun of Ekbir. In the name of Emperor Al'Akbar and the Malkuvah Baklunim, the restored Baklunish Empire, I am here to welcome you to your embassy." His voice is steady, but he looks as if he is a man going through a test.
A band of well-armed men guide to the represenatives through several streets to a plaza, with four towers on each corner. The wide plaza is dominated by a walled fortress, shining white in the moonlight. A single tower rises above the high walls. The fortress gives an impression of strength and beauty, a place that will also preserve the privacy of its residents from prying eyes.
"The embassy is ready for the represenatives of Eclavdor and Vesharess Eclavdra. The four towers at the edge of the plaza and the plaza are not part of the embassy but are instead part of the Baklunish Empire. The plaza may serve as a place to meet with others for trade, if that pleases your government. There are embassies from other governments nearby."
"As has been explained to me, no representative of your government will enjoy diplomatic immunity -- as according to drow customs. The government of the Baklunish Empire also understands any embassies and consulate from us in Eclavdor also will not enjoy diplomatic immunity. This matter has been explained to all relevant officials in the government, as well as city guards and other security forces. However, I believe you will find the embassy a pleasant place of great beauty. Much effort was taken to ensure that it will be suitable for your needs -- even down to the furniture and the gardens. May this embassy lead to greater understanding between our peoples." Caliph Xargun bows politely, as a Baklunish lord will to a guest, and walks away. The guards remain outside of the entrance to the embassy.
The embassy is quite luxurious, with fruit trees, grapes, and fountains. It is impossible for anyone not in the highest story of the tower to see past the walls.
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The Baklunish ambassadors are welcomed warmly by the guards of Orcreich. A
great force of well trained orcs, humans and few other races are lined up to
assure the safe entry of the ambassadors, as well as to make the audience
much more impressive. Crossing the main streets of Gro’Til, named after the
first King of Orcreich, where the current King was seated, the Baklunish
missionaries witnessed the rise of the mighty capitol of Orcreich and the
Khanate. The Duarh, fortress of huge size, greeted them with it’s almost
scary stature. The whole compound counts twenty-four towers, a wall over
30ft high, a courtyard which fielded a small village, and a castle of
unknown sizes.
Entering the castle, paintings of previous rulers of Orcreich decorated the
walls, kept company by huge tapestries and weapons and shields, all bearing
the symbol of the Orcreich. When the ambassadors arrive at the Ura’tar, the
Room of Audience, a well-prepared meal was awaiting them. The Ura’tar, just
like everything in Gro’Til, was imposing. Suits of armor filled the room,
accompanied by more paintings. Ever since the assimilation of the Khanate,
the culture in Orcreich grew. No longer was Orcreich the savage lands, but
civilized.
During the meal, prepared by the best cooks in the Reich, representatives of
the King arrived in the Ura’Tar, making the audience official. Soon after
that, horn blowers sounded their instruments. The room filled with music,
the doors at the back of the Ura’Tar swung open and Ogrim Scarseer, together
with three of his guards, entered, followed by the nine of the Council. The
huge room which at first looked so empty, now was filled with over fifty
people.
The King took seat, greeted the ambassadors, and waved the servants out. The
horn blowers, lesser guards and servants left, leaving the room in silence.
Then, Ogrim Scarseer broke the silence with his thundering voice.
“Welcome, ambassadors of the Baklunisch lands, lands of Al’Akbar, and
neighbours of the Reich. Your gifts are accepted and appreciated, and I will
try to express my gratitude swiftly. But for now, we have more important
matters to discuss.”
From his pocket, the King retrieved the quartz crystal included in the box
of gifts. Placing it upon a small stand just in front of him, King Scarseer
spoke the name of the Restorer of Righteousness and the words spoken by the
Demigod filled the room, with an image projected by the crystal. The speech
of Al’Akbar followed, only to end in murmur of the council. When the
murmuring settled down, the Orc King spoke again.
“The Baklunish are friends, and the word of the Demigod of Faithfulness is
one that can be trusted. The wish to staff embassies in the Reich is
granted. The wish to live in peace is granted, for there is no reason to
have it any other way. Preparations against the looming threats will be
taken serious, and Orcreich will ready their forces to deal with these
threats, not only in the Reich itself, but also near the borders of the
Baklunish lands. If our assistance is required, Ekbir can call upon the
Reich to aid them in the battle against their mutual enemies. Take these
words to him, ambassadors, and take our gifts with you on your return.”
The King nods to one of his guards, who blows his horn. The sound of a dozen
trumpets sound from this one, and the doors to the Ura’Tar swing open once
again. Servants enter the room with a chest marked with the emblem of
Orcreich. Inside, valuables in the form of gold, platinum and gems greet the
eyes of the ambassadors, as well as tapestries, paintings, literature of the
Reich and the Khanate, some magic items and weapons, with a greater magic
battleaxe, decorated with multiple gems, bearing the sign of Orcreich on
both the blade as well as the hilt. Also included is a letter, sealed with
the mark of the Council, confirming the arrival of the ambassadors, as well
as confirming the words spoken by the King.
With that, the King rises, and leaves the room, followed by the council and
his guards. The room once again seems very empty, and the ambassadors are
led out of the Ura’Tar by the same guards that led them in, and the audience
officially ends.
Although he does not have time to speak, Daoud bows low before King Orgrim Scarseer, his face showing deep gratitude.
He turns towards the guards as he leaves, and says briefly "Tales speak of King Orgrim Scarseer's courage and his wisdom, but none do justice to his generosity. Please tell his majesty that I shall contact Al'Akbar at once. May King Orgrim Scarseer, Orcreich, and the Khanates be blessed and sustained in these times."
In the morning, a message in a sealed box decorated with jewels and gold arrives for King Scarseer. Inside, is a sealed envelope in beautiful handwriting addressed to King Orgrin Scarseer:
To His Royal Majesty, His August Supremacy, King Ogrim Scarseer of Orcreich and the Khanates, Supreme of the Orcish Arcane Council
From Al'Akbar, the High Cleric, the Restorer of Righteousness, the Emperor of the Malkuvah Baklunim, the restored Baklunish Empire.
Greetings, noble King Ogrim Scarseer!! Your generosity is remarkable, and my court stands in awe of it. However, more precious than any gift is your friendship and the alliance of our peoples!!! I am honored by your friendship, and your promise to stand with us in the trials to come.
As I write this, an embassy is being prepared for you in the city of Ekbir. There are no embassies larger, stronger, or more beautiful. By the time you receive this letter, it will be ready for your representatives. I will meet them personally to greet them, in honor of the pact between our peoples.
I hope to meet with you soon to discuss more of the nature of the threats that I forsee. There are many tyrants and fools in this world. Yet I believe they shall learn to fear the name of King Orgrim Scarseer. Also, there are those whom I believe would wish to meet with you -- rulers in their own right. Perhaps together we can secure a future worthy of the true potential of our peoples. May Orcreich, the Khanates, you, and your house be blessed in these times.
Yours in peace and friendship,
Al'Akbar.
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In the early morning hours, there is a great shout from the city gates of Ekbir. The ambassadors from Orcreich and the Khanates are greeted with a parade to the sounds of horns, drums, and all manners of musical instruments. Ahead of them looming large is a mighty palace, its walls and towers works of great beauty but also of great strength, standing on a hill. It is easily the largest of the embassies in Ekbir, being larger than the embassies of the Great Kingdom of Aerdy, the Kingdom of Keoland, or even that of Greater Nyrond or that of the Greyspace Alliance. At the gates, Al'Akbar stands besides his three wives, and the hero deities Azor'alq and Daoud.
Al'Akbar smiles and turns to the representatives of King Ogrim Scarseer. "The Baklunish Empire and I are honored by the friendship of King Ogrim Scarseer, Orcreich and the Khanates. I respectfully ask that you receive this embassy in the spirit of peace and friendship."
The gates of the embassy, at the command of King Orgrim Scarseer's ambassador, are opened to reveal a large palace with spacious gardens and pavilions. Yet the beauty of the embassy does not belie its strength as a mighty fortress.
Over a block west from the plaza holding the drow embassy, lies the embassy of Orcreich and the Khanates. To the east of the drow embassy is the embassy of the Kingdom of Keoland, a building recalling the architecture of Keoland in its rise to prominence. To the west of Eclavdor's embassy is that of Greater Nyrond. The architecture recalls the style in use by King Dunstan the Crafty of Nyrond, who allied with the County of Urnst, the Duchy of Urnst, and the Iron League. To the south of the drow embassy is a great tower reaching for the heavens, surrounded by a walled compund. No flag flies over it yet, but it seems to be held in keeping for a power of great prominence.
Some distance outside of the city of Ekbir, land is being cleared for what promises to be a truly large structure. However, none of the workmen know what building will stand on that site.