Noble Sons II- Price for Peace [Concluded]

[taka]

In came Grandmaster Taka, leader of the Order of the Sacred Kobe Beef. To his left was an old Inquisitor, with an equally old leather book, containing all the secret methods of raising Wagyu Beef to the best quality. On the right side of the Grandmaster was his personal bodyguard, in gleaming polished slim plate armour. He was carrying an long slim Odachi sword, with the religious words "神戸ビーフ" inscripted on the blade near the hilt.

He sat in his seat silently waiting for the meeting to properly commence

Vote: Abstain

[White_eyes:D]

Ok....so voting=you declare war on *insert player here*.....but I am guessing it also means only the closest nations would benefit....

Edit:If you win....I recall Beefy saying even with three people it could be hard to win....

[Yoyoma1910]

Into these chambers entered the young and noble Master of the art of the YoYo, Yoyoma II. Now king of the various lands and people of Beefdom, he found himself driven to bring his kingdom glory that would resound across all the Island of Terre aux Boeufs (as it was known to the people of Beefdom).

His dress was well fitting of his role. Though certainly the leathers and fabrics that covered his body were stately and befitting a king, they were not to the point of gaudy and really quite functional. Blues, reds, whites with black spots and gold embroidery, Yoyoma wanted to dress in a manner that represented his state and people.

Following closely behind him were two columns of some of Beefdom's best known troops, the Amazonian warrioresses. Towering above most men and holding spears sharp enough to easily pierce the finest steel armor, they marched in a practiced and well regimented step. They each wore their ceremonial garb of various animal hides and bones, clad upon their bodies. Beauty, hard a vicious was there's, as loing as they did not speak. Because, quite frankly, they talked a bit too mannish. Yoyoma II mildly dreaded the coming day where he would have to pick one for his queen.

Upon entering he was happy to see some faces he knew and curious of faces he had only heard of as yet. Grand Master Taka was very dear to him, and his friendly face was well appreciated. As well, he was quite happy to see the religious men of The Holy Theocracy of the Shadowbull and The Principality of Decapodia, their spirituality would serve these lands well. During his stint in the navy he had become familiar with many Areseans, and regarded their naval prowess greatly.

There were also ambassadors and leadrers from factions relatively new to Terre aux Boeufs, The Khaan had sent forth a small Hord of hungry men. And the recently elected Lord Chancellor himself had come. Both men wore garb of peoples until recently foreign to the island. Now they were all neighbors.

He also saw people of factions he knew may cause him difficulty. The consulate had already arrived, and was casting looks about at the nobility. Also, a man the exiled had quietly exited whilst Yoyoma arrived.

And of course, the host of the meeting, the Venerable Beefy was there, though he seemed a bit uncomfortable with the occasion. Yoyoma, did however have great respect for him and his neutrality. He wasn't sure about the whole occasional stand alone salad thing Beefy had,though.

Yoyoma began greeting his fellow dignitaries and statesmen, and eventually addressed those who had been kind and good enough to arrive.


"Gentlemen. You are all gracious to come here. There is much afoot, and those of us with hearts of pure meat must join together, else all is lost. But I will not weigh your ears down so soon.

First, I have brought the finest cattle for us all to feast upon.

Let us, then, prepare a Barbecue fit for... well for kings!! And democratically elected.. or appointed people... or heck, anyone who loves Barbecue.

Meat for all!"



Vote:abstain