Lords of the East - Council Chambers

[SilverShield]

Kampvegter enters the hall.

Come here you Nubian fortune of joy and report to me…

Haah… really? uhh? What a jakker…


Mhh… It’s on…


Everything is on you now Khwarazm.

If the Shah is a wise ruler he will see what is coming to him.

India will attack Khwarazm – the sooner or later. War is inevitable.

India is growing. With the occupation of the entire Sindh it will rise above and they will attack - and the Omani will stand on their side.

It’s on the Shah to decide when not if Khwarazm will have to fight India. The longer he is going to wait the more powerful it will grow – and the Omani will stand on their side

I, Kampvegter, The Legend of the Kaap, give you my word as a warrior that me and my men Die Helde van die Noord will fight along your side until the end of the world if you take the right decision.

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However… If you decide to join the invasion of Sindh be sure you wont get anything out of it. Those two little pathetic settlements in the east you might try to conquer got nothing to offer and the armies I retreated from the far northwest are now stationed in those provinces. So make sure you send a big enough force, lots of spies or a siege weapon to those provinces.
I rather defend that what is defendable than launching a suicide attack of those elephants.
Hence India will conquer my entire territories as the Omani will not be able to hold the capital they are about to conquer. Trust me, they wont hold it. Which means India will get everything and you in the end might end up with those pathetic little settlements conquered at extremely high costs.

And if you do nothing at all the same is going to happened only that India then even will conquer those two little settlements in the west making them even more powerful.

Pandora’s Box has been opened. That`s how it should be.


He takes the hand of his Nubian slave girl and walks upstairs.

[Zim]

The Roman envoy begins to snore, shockingly ignoring the momentous events going on around him. His aides have begun to whisper about the wisdom of his appointment as diplomat to the Council.

[CiviC]

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[SilverShield]

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man whats the deal with elephants lately… first i get banned from legally entering Zimbabwe and now i have to virtually fight them somewhere in India… crazy world… man u are talking about karma… looks like elephants are my karma… lol no matter whether im in Africa or the US those bastards seem to follow me wherever i go. but they havent killed me in real life yet - came close but just close thus let me see how i will do them in this game. so put them on the loose… but let me tell u something man… the easiest way to hunt down an elephant is when its mad and on the charge. coz that is when it loses its concentration on the whole matter, stops running away and only cares to kill u. hence its all after u then which means the chances to place some quality shots rise. yea true the chances of getting killed rise dramatically too lol but thats part of the game - that is if you are a dedicated hunter with nothing but a f up carbine and not some American dou e with a fa y anti material rifle. those are the ones they should arrest and not like born Africans but whatever… all i can say is bring them on man!! looking forward to getting myself some new ivory. lol oh yea and we got a saying too… “A Lion is dead not before You put Its mane over your Chimney.”

Kampvegter walks down the stairs his pants half flagged still and his slave girl Mzansa on his shoulders.

did my service please you Master?

Mhh yeaah!

thank you Master…

Who is my little lion cat??

ME Master! currrrrrrrrrrrrr

Thats what you are!



BYL come here my brother... Talk to me!

Mhh. Mhh. Okay. Mhh. I understand…


YOU PEOPLE FROM ALL DIRECTIONS OF THIS WORLD… Excitement fills his voice.

THAT`S how it should be…

PANDORA`S BOX has been opened! There is NO TURNING BACK!

He takes of the girl from his shoulders.

FINALLY all this talking has come to an end and FIIINAALLY IT`S TIME TO GO TO WAAAAR AGAAAIIN!

His eyes fill with enthusiasm nodding to himself . All these decadent orgies and meatfests were turning me into a lazy fucker.

MAY I ALL SEE YOU AGAIN – RAIDING YOU.

He laughs out loud and turns to leave the hall. Half on his way he turns to the Indian envoy.

Look bestiality boy the ivory carvings I wear are pretty messy already and my Nubian slave girls are waiting for some new ivory to make some quality carvings out if for me.

He laughs out loud and turns to finally leave the hall having Mzansa piggyback riding him. Byl also turns to leave.

No Byl, My brother, I need someone I can trust to report to me the ongoing in Baghdad. So take all the gold and the slave girls you need and have a good time.

Sir!

No my friend someone has to do it and you are the one speaking the most languages. This camel language is more like a cough than a language.

Both laugh.

Ah… No… I will rip out my tongue to join you!

Kampvegter laughs out loud,

No my friend, you still will need your tongue…
…and so do all the fine girls of Baghdad.

Both laugh out loud.

Send some merchant or whatever to report to Sindh.

I will.

Both bounce each others head.

Have a nice death!

Yea! I Will!

YAAAAA!

YAAAA!


Having passed the palace doors he shakes off Mzansa takes on his two bihaender he had to leave outside. Lifting both of his arms in the air he shouts out to his men messing around in Baghdad.

COOOME OOON YOU FUCKING BASTARDS! OUT OF THE BROTHELS! OUT OF THE BARS!

TOO AAAAARMS! TOOO AAARMS! TOOOO AAAARMS! TOO AAARMS!

[Quirl]

Kamelya blinks twice, unsure of anything that just happened...

[Thanatos Eclipse]

Malek burst into the courtroom, fire in his eyes, a wooden tube in one hand, and a bloodied sword in the other. Ignoring the Sindh ‘representative’s’ babbling as usual, Malek scans the room, finds the Khwarezm diplomat at the Shah’s table, and advances. Shaking the wooden tube at the Shah’s dignitary, Malek says, “How can you speak of honor, when you yourself are incapable of it. You call our admiral a ‘man of honor’ in private, while behind our backs you slander our motives. You also speak of strong alliances while trying to talk and threaten us out of ours. It may be true that many Omani sailors take on the appearance and act of pirates, some even are pirates, but an Omani admiral, especially the Grand Admiral is the highest example of honor and nobility among the Omani people; and I will not have filth, such as yourself, question his motives or honor!” Malek takes a second to calm down, then continues, “Fortunately for you, the Admiral feels that private words should remain private, and will not sink to the level of the Malikat.”

Malek tosses the wooden tube to Zurm and Em, and says, “Get rid of this! Burn it, throw it in the river, bury it in the desert for all I care, just get that trash out of my sight!” Zurm and Em scramble out of the palace, nearly tripping over each other in their haste.

Malek returns his attention to the Shah, saying “We never wanted war with Khwarezm, but it appears war is what we got. Is the Shah’s fear of a united India so great that he has lost his sense and composure? His lies and threats are hardly even worthy of that mercenary who keeps dirtying our court with his nonsense and pathetic support of Sindh. If you are going to try and manipulate an Omani Admiral, you need to be more convincing and consistent. As for your threats...” Malek throws the bloodied sword the Khwarezm’s feet. “..we offer you the sword of the tyrant of the Malikate. The good Captain Amr wanted to send his head, of course, but the admiral did not think it an appropriate gesture within these hallowed walls. Now the heir of the Malikate hides to lick his wounds.” Addressing the whole court, Malek adds “I tell you good dignitaries, soon the people of Sindh shall be free and the Malikate’s bloody reign over.”

Malek turns to walk away, but he stops and says with his back still turned, “I do have one question for your Shah dear friend. If he moves his toy soldiers south from Merv into the hands of Oman, then what will he use when other come to his house 'to play'?” Malek draws out the words ‘to play’, but once he is done, he excuses himself, sits down at the Omani table, and starts to write; often crumpling parchment up and tossing it aside, just to start over again.

[TriforceV]

The Kwarez diplomat raises an eyebrow at the Omani Admiral and shrugs uncomfortably

Omani dignitary,
the letter was addressed to you in private! I expected a response to our plea in such fashion or I was have expressed our wishes publicly...

Nevertheless, since you wish this to make this public than I shall do so, for I do not want my words further distorted by those crazyed madmen that wish war upon us/
It appears that the Rajupts and the Omani are truely joined at the hip..

The Kwarez diplomat stands and addresses the council in its entirety

I must apologize for I sent a letter to the Omani offering him a way out of the coming war, I told him that the war with the Rajupts will come soon, and that if he
If he truly did not want war, 'as he claims' than he would have accepted my proposal to drop out of this imperialistic alliance of the GOIA...he need not partake in ithe coming war if he is no longer in the alliance
It was a mistake... for he truly he stands behind his friend the dubious unreliable manipulates of Rajupts who have proven time and time that they cannot be trusted.
I did not want war with the Omani, and that is why I sent him my proposal, but quite clearly I misjudged his commitment to to the Rajupts and to his alliance and his desire to fight us in the coming war.

The Kwarez diplomat glares coldly at the Omani admiral and stares at him with discuss and loathing
he spits on the floor before the Omani admiral, with clear intention of discuss, sits back down all the while still glaring at his new adversary.

[TriforceV]

The young Persian in rags emerges quietly from the doors of the council and sneaks around the columns of the council with mischief in his eyes.

He spots the Roman envoy snoring aloud and gives a sinister grin.

He pulls out a sling shot and loads it with a pebble and aims it at the Roman envoy..
(Bong).. (Swish).. (Poook) :: the pebble lands squarely in on the head of the Roman envoy.. Who awakes in a startle!!

The young Persian takes flight and scurries quickly out of the chamber giggling to himself all the while.

[CiviC]

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[Quirl]

Kamelya smiles.

I wish all parties well in their efforts during the coming war... and hope they won't forget their friends in the north...