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Message: <blockquote data-quote="megamania" data-source="post: 721964" data-attributes="member: 9255">UNDER A DARKSUNSEGMENT 015“Veela”Veela watched the masses from the balcony of the templerate.  She is a woman.  She is a wife.  She is a templar.  She is power.  Her looks were beginning to fail her but she was still a favored wife of the Shadow King , the Sorcerer-King of Nibenay.  She was the wife of a dragon….a Dragon!Compared to this fact, all of these people- citizens of Nibenay- were small.  They had importance however.  If not for them, Nibenay would not need her or any of the 100’s of other wives he had and placed in power.  Now in her sixties, she commanded other templars.  She recently had become the high-templar of Nibenay.  She had the highest rank minus that of Nibenay himself.  She decided whom lived and whom died.  She decided who thrived and who declined.  It was no easy task for her.  Perhaps this is why she dreaded the meeting she was called to.  It involved the high-templar of commerse and several trade houses.  She understood the importance of the trade houses and never felt they should be given special notice.  They were citizens just like all the others.Knock knock“Madame High-templar Veela…it is time”Veela turned and looked onto a templar worthy of a king’s hand.  Her name was Keela.  She married Nibenay four years ago but still had yet to meet him.  Though still a virgin, as required to become a templar of Nibenay, she flirted endlessly with handsome males.  She had already rose high enough in the templerate to be allowed to be topless within the city.  This is something she rarely did since she injoyed combat and tests constantly.   If not for the difference of arcane and elemental power levels, she would be jealous of Keela.  Foolish girl may not even be aware of the secret nature of her husband.   In the meantime, I will be sure to keep Keela in her place.“Keela-  get my robe and staff…hurry about it young girl.”, she commands tersely.Dressed in clothes made of silver and gold links with bright purple and black raamian cloth under it, Veela begins to march to the commerse building.  Her purple robe flowing and waving about as if a steady wind was under it (Robe of Flying) and her staff of statue and rank before her, she strode through the crowds.  Keela close behind her and four muls in leather spiked armor flanks  her.Inside the commerse building sit several impatient trade house employees.  They represent the top houses of Nibenay.  These houses include Blewes,  Zorlon and the biggest in possibly all of Tyr Valley- Shom.Veela arrives and takes her seat having Keela stand behind her.  Two slaves take turns waving a large wind fan and getting food and water for everyone.  Standing along the wall behind Keela stand alert the four muls.  Across from her sit Jocasta Blewes, Adda Zorlon and Giovvo Shom.“What can I do to you my servants in commerse and trade.”, Veela says just to irritate the tradehouses in hopes of ending this quickly.Adda Zorlon looks at the templar and motions for the allowance of being able to stand up to address her.  Dressed in fine clothes compared to most Nibenese civilians, she begins.“Beginning two weeks ago, my mother’s trade house was subject to three disasterous raids.  These raids were considered uneventful by the templars in charge of the defense of the roads leading to your city…Nibenay’s city.  If you wish for names I can quickly provide them for you.”  Giving a brief pause, then a sharp frown at the lack of reaction on Veela’s part, Adda continues.  “I learned later that the great house of Shom also suffered such attacks.”, she motions and bows to Giovvo whom barely registars her praise, “Though not as disasterous to them as to us, it was estimated they lost twice what we lost.  Perhaps over 15,000gd total.”   Giovvo looks up amused at how low her estimates was though indeed, it was less than 15% of they net profits for that time.  If House Zorlon were to lose that much they would be collapsed.“House Blewes spoke to templar Cashew about this and given little promise.  Greene Blewes took it apon himself to investigate the attacks.  I give to you Jocasta Blewes,”  She motions to her then sits down glaring at Giovvo whom seems utterly bored by this meeting.“I am Jocasta Blewes daughter of Greene Blewes and second in charge of House of Blewes,” She bows to each member of the trade houses then gives a deep and long bow to Veela.  “As said, my father sent myself and several able warriors to investigate these attacks.  What we found were gith.  Blue Bones Gith.”Veela’s eyes shoot up to meet hers.  “Are you certain?  The Blue Bone Tribe were destoried long ago”Jocasta reaches into a pocket, hestitates to be sure the action is not taken as a possible attack by the templars or their bodyguards.  She produces a handful of small bones painted crudely with blue paint tied by leather straps for use as necklesses and jewelery.  “This is my proof of their deadly return.”She waits until Veela finishes looking at the bones in horror, facination and study.  “The first templar post has also been overtaken.”A rogue’s poisoned needle could be heard falling to the stone ground.“What would you have of me Jocasta Blewes?”</blockquote>

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