Archive of the 209th session

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Archive of the 209th session

Post by Lord DaKaren » Fri Apr 27, 2012 2:05 am

209th High Council Meeting (July 17, 2006)
Tanda: Hello dear
Setatabon: Hello Luv.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *looks around*
Tanda: Hello Setatabon
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I dinnae see an' doe 'round 'ere.
Tanda: Not suppose to refer to you as dear?
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *pats his head*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Ooh.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: One moment!
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Kal Ort Por
Tanda: *shakes head*
pabII: *glares at Setatabon*
Setatabon: Ms PabII did you do something with your hair?
pabII: yes
Ujio the Monk: *pokes Imadii in the ribs*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Gah!
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Curses!
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *frowns*
Ujio the Monk: Konnichiwa Princess Imadii
pabII: hello Pa
Tanda: what?
Setatabon: Ye lost your seat.
pabII: ra
Imadii: *Looks at him with a smile*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *stomps his foot*
Imadii: Oh Ujio how are you?
Setatabon: You could have mine.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Tis okay.
Ujio the Monk: I'm well Imadii Ko
Ujio the Monk: you?
Imadii: *Nods*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: 'Bout time I sat 'ere just t' give Lady Tanda a rest from m' tirades on seatin'.
Imadii: I'm well, thank you.
Tanda: *laughs*
Ujio the Monk: *smiles*
Tanda: You can rant and rave all you like
pabII: how are you Ra Dian?
Imadii: tis good to see you out and about.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *looks to Pab*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Nae bad, m'lady.
Ujio the Monk: You as well.
Tanda: protest however you see fit
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *smiles*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: 'least I'mnae foamin' at the mouth yet.
pabII: *smiles*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *chuckles*
Ujio the Monk: Last I heard, you were in seclusion.
pabII: hehe hope not
Ujio the Monk: Glad to see that's over.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Ye ne'er can tell.
pabII: aye
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: This place 'as that affect on people.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *grins*
Ujio the Monk: It's always a pleasure seeing your smiling face around.
Imadii: Well just stepping back a bit. Nothing of concern though.
pabII: lately a lot of strange thing goin on
Ujio the Monk: *nods*
Ujio the Monk: I assumed as much.
Setatabon: *whispers*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Aye... I 'ear the Ophids are still deliverin' snake meat t' Whisperin' Winds.
pabII: *watches Setatabon*
Setatabon: someone left you another pile of dead
Tanda: *listens*
Ujio the Monk: Your moist friend explained it well at the last meeting in Newcastle.
Imadii: *laughs*
pabII: yes
Imadii: I like that description of the dear thing.
Tanda: *frowns*
Setatabon: I took the liberty of disposing of it for you.
pabII: ive helped kill a few
Ujio the Monk: *grins*
Tanda: Thank you
Imadii: How is Tokuno?
Tanda: we'll get started in just a few moments
Tanda: This was left here
Mourglin: good evening
Tanda: with another container of
Tanda: dismembered souls
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *raises an eyebrow*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: This... err...?
Tanda: For some time
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *looks around*
Tanda: most quarterly meetings
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: This what?
Tanda: someone has left
Tanda: bags of
Tanda: pieces of healers
Tanda: rangers
Setatabon: *frowns*
Tanda: bones
Tanda: organs
Tanda: and cryptic clues
Tanda: taunting us
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *sighs*
Tanda: for being weak
Silverbrook: Lord Trilon... hello.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Aye... it takes such... effort t' slaughter an 'ealer.
Trilon: hail
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *rolls his eyes a bit*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Next they'll send us snake guts.
Silverbrook: I was told of your work against the Ophidians...
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *carefully looks at the tome before opening it*
Tanda: There are more notes
Trilon: I do what I can
Tanda: in my office
Silverbrook: *nods and smiles politely*
Tanda: *scratches head*
Trilon: just came from vespers
Tanda: or did I give them to Polynike
Silverbrook: Well,,, it is always good to see you, and to know your fight continues.
Trilon: still alot of work to be done yet
Silverbrook: *nods*
Setatabon: *looks at him*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: An Ort
Setatabon: Arren.
Trilon: and good to see you
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *opens the book carefully*
Silverbrook: *nods and smiles politely*
Arrenathian: Hello
Silverbrook: Thank you.
Tanda: Hello Arrenathian
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *frowns*
Arrenathian: Ello Tanda
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: WE'RE nae smart?
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: That's the most 'orrible rendition o' Common Poetry I've e'er read.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *shakes his head and closes the book*
Tanda: I don't think it was sent for its literary evaluation
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Nae punctuation. Lousy grammar. A tragedy, an' I dinnae mean a play
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: by that...
Tanda: *Smiles*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *frowns*
Tanda: hello Arren
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Nae, I suppose nae.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: But ...
Arrenathian: may I sit with you this evening?
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Ah well.
Tanda: *motions*
Tanda: Please
Arrenathian: *smiles*
Arrenathian: Thank you dear
Setatabon: What do you expect from someone that feels the need to slaughter innocent healers?
Tanda: I guess not a literary giant
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I'd 'ope a bit more... originality.
Setatabon: Obviously they have issues far greater than a lack of wit.
Arrenathian: how have you been?
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Council grows weak, my powers grow, blah blah blah.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I could hae written that in m' sleep.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: What I wouldnae give fer a real threat.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *sighs*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: They just dinnae make evil the way they used t'.
Setatabon: The real threat I feel sits in Yew Jails as we speak.
Tanda: *looks at time piece*
Setatabon: And she don't care for making poor poetry.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Who be that?
Tanda: The time has come
Setatabon: Indra Tor'ahel.
Tanda: to speak of many things
Tanda: errr
Tanda: nope strike that
Tanda: to call this meeting to order
Tanda: Are there any issues from the members of the council?
Tanda: Was Pabll not just right there?
Tanda: *points at her chair*
Setatabon: She was and the ethers they overcame her.
Setatabon: She hopes to return.
Tanda: A relief
Tanda: thought I was becoming blind
Setatabon: She did have a few things to announce.
Setatabon: Perhaps I could do it for her?
Tanda: Please
Setatabon: The City of Yew is once again holding elections soon...... applicants are asked to visit the
Setatabon: Etherial Tomes and apply to the page there.
Setatabon: As directed.
Seraphina: *sniffs around*
Sal'Rashi: The Mascot is here
Silverbrook: Hm. There, there.
Setatabon: Registered Citizens of Yew are asked to consider service on the Council of Yew.
Silverbrook: *pats the dog gently*
Seraphina: *looks up*
Setatabon: Secondly
Arrenathian: *looks at Kimber with a tilted head then goes back to his composure*
Seraphina: *wags tail*
Kimber: *smiles at Aren and winks*
Setatabon: A piece of property beside the Theatre and Town Council has been donated to the City....
Arrenathian: *grins a bit*
Setatabon: It is being prepared for the construction of a stables and new offices for the Council ......
Setatabon: Members of Yew.
Seraphina: *sniffs foot*
Ailieve: *shoes the mutt away*
Setatabon: Constuction will begin when supplies are collected.
Arrenathian: You may want to contact the New Castle Township for supplies
Setatabon: Also we still await the Tribunal of Indra.
Setatabon: We have already sent word to Newcastle for trade between our cities.
Arrenathian: *nods and smiles*
Jubatus Fu: *growls*
Setatabon: We hope to hear from the good people there soon.
Arrenathian: I can always carry word for you too
Jubatus Fu: *growls*....BARK
Setatabon: *looks at Seraphina and snaps his fingers pointing to the floor beside him*
Setatabon: Thank you Arren.
Arrenathian: *nods*
Setatabon: Needed supplies are posted on the Tomes.
Setatabon: I believe that is all
Setatabon: Thank you.
Tanda: Thank you
Setatabon: *whistles to Seraphina*
Tanda: Anything from Skara Brae M'lady Kimber?
Setatabon: Sit girl
Seraphina: *sits*
Kimber: Hmm It has been very quiet there.
Tanda: That is a refreshing bit of news
Kimber: The Invasion hasn’t hit the City yet.
Kimber: So i hope it doesn’t ...
Tanda: Been a few reports of Minoc
Tanda: being visited
Seraphina: *wags tail*
Tanda: nothing as far out as my home
Setatabon: *offers her some ham*
Tanda: though
Kimber: I fear my city own be silent if they invade fully
Tanda: M'lady Pabll
Seraphina: *eats it contentedly*
Tanda: Setatabon related
Tanda: some news of Yew
Tanda: and the elections
Tanda: the new Council offices
Tanda: to be built
Tanda: and that the Tribunal of Indra is still pending
Tanda: any further news or information?
Setatabon: *looks at Charlotte smiling*
Jubatus Fu: *nods to sable*
Sable: *looks over and smiles a bit*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *looks at his hand*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *frowns a moment*
Tanda: Justicar?
Tanda: did I miss you?
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *shrugs and wiggles the fingers and then tucks it into his robe*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *looks up*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I dinnae... but I missed ye...
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *chuckles*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Still, twas only a couple o' months or so.
Polynikes of Yew: *smiles*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I think it'll only be another couple... nae need t' miss me too much.
Tanda: You like torturing my aging mind? yes?
Sable: *whispers to Jubatus*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Err... torture?
Tanda: I thought perhaps you gazed at your hand for my failure to call on you
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: 'ow'm I supposed t' know if ye missed me.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Oh.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *looks back at his hands*
Tanda: I missed your presence those months yes
Tanda: I was referring to more current events though
Sable: *smile pleased*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: No... was considerin' raisin' it, but then thought I should wait til next meet.
Tanda: alrighty
Tanda: Any items from members of the Assembly then?
Tanda: That is you all in the audience
Tanda: *motions around*
Arrenathian: Hmmm
Tanda: oh and You of course Arren
Setatabon: *raises hand*
Tanda: Setatabon
Arrenathian: Nothing from me except...what is the status of the Temple?
Tanda: Will find out shortly
Arrenathian: *nods*
Setatabon: I was wondering if you had considered what we asked about last time and
Tanda: an ambassador
Setatabon: formally appointing someone to represent Britannia at the United Council.
Tanda: to the Sosarian Council?
Setatabon: Aye.
Tanda: Aye
Kimber: I did make a suggestion last week of a good one.
Kimber: Has he not agreed yet.
Kimber: *looks to Arren*
Tanda: I think it would be good practice
Tanda: to keep communication open
Tanda: as times and threats shift
Arrenathian: *give Kimber a look*
Tanda: The Grand Marshall spoke to me
Setatabon: *nods*
Tanda: of wishing this avenue to be explored
Tanda: Are there any in this chamber
Tanda: with an interest?
Kimber: *looks at arren*
Arrenathian: How about this
Arrenathian: *looks to be coming out of a thought*
Arrenathian: I would be willing to be an independent party
Seraphina: *looks up at Setatabon*
Polynikes of Yew: *raises hand*
Arrenathian: to conduct relations between the two councils
Setatabon: *pats her side*
Polynikes of Yew: *shakes head*
Tanda: *nods to the Grand Marshall I've seen his hand*
Polynikes of Yew: If I am not correct
Polynikes of Yew: the Ambassador
Polynikes of Yew: would be to communicate this group’s
Setatabon: *looks to the door*
Polynikes of Yew: requests or position on matters
Polynikes of Yew: to listen to the concerns of our friends in the other body
Polynikes of Yew: not to make policy
Polynikes of Yew: or interpret
Seraphina: *sniffs around*
Polynikes of Yew: this is not
Polynikes of Yew: an independent
Polynikes of Yew: position
Polynikes of Yew: it reports to the council
Polynikes of Yew: and could be
Seraphina: *sniffs*
Arrenathian: *listens intently upon Polynike's words*
Polynikes of Yew: Would that be a correct assesment on my part?
Setatabon: In Mani Ylem
Polynikes of Yew: or are we doing something different?
Setatabon: *gives her more ham*
Seraphina: *lays at his feet and eats the ham*
Tanda: I do believe the ambassadorship was given a window
Tanda: on the Sosarian Council side
Arrenathian: I am just offering an option for communication between the two councils
Tanda: Though not a vote
Polynikes of Yew: yes
Tanda: but to represent Britannia's view
Polynikes of Yew: but it is critical
Polynikes of Yew: that who ever we choose
Polynikes of Yew: can communicate our position and concerns
Polynikes of Yew: without starting a war
Polynikes of Yew: *thinks of Tokuno*
Arrenathian: *grins*
Setatabon: *nods*
Polynikes of Yew: I do believe Lord Arrenathian
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I think that eliminates both m'self an' Arrenathian from consideration.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *chuckles softly*
Polynikes of Yew: has many fine qualities that would help in this task
Arrenathian: *grins at ra*
Polynikes of Yew: *chuckles*
Ujio the Monk: *sighs*
Polynikes of Yew: Myself as well
Polynikes of Yew: *grins*
Polynikes of Yew: That is all
Tanda: Other than Lord Arrenathian
Polynikes of Yew: I just want to clarify what we were seeking to accomplish.
Tanda: there have been no others to step forward
Tanda: and express any interest
Tanda: Shall we open this to the public?
Arrenathian: *glances at Kimber*
Tanda: at large?
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *raises hand*
Kimber: *smiles*
Tanda: Justicar
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Just a point o' matter...
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Twas m' belief that under the third Constitution, the days o' appointin'
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: people t' positions simply because they applied was long gone.
Polynikes of Yew: *hides a smile*
Kimber: We requested.
Kimber: they agree
Kimber: its not appointing.
Kimber: correct
Polynikes of Yew: is that how blue hair got his job
Polynikes of Yew: *winks*
Arrenathian: *looks at ra with a tilted head*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: That's a unique way t' speak in a circular fashion.
Kimber: Who me..
Kimber: *smiles*
Tanda: Well my form of speech may be wrong
Tanda: what I am seeking to know
Arrenathian: I think she speaks in heavenly tones myself
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Aye... I got m' job by default several times.
Tanda: is where do we obtain said individual
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Tis sad, really.
Tanda: to be voted upon by the council or public?
Tanda: Am I to go the the newspaper
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *pulls out his hand, pocket edition of the Third Charter of Britannia*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *handy even
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Well...
Seraphina: *looks around*
Kimber: *pats the pup*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Accordin' t' Article Three, Paragraph B, Ambassadors t' Foreign Entities
Seraphina: *wags tail*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: defined as nations, cities, or other governments,
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: may be appointed by th' Grand Marshall o' Virtue or by Majority Vote o'
Charlotte: *pats thigh for pup*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: the 'igh Council... those appointed by th' Grand Marshall are ratified by
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: majority vote o' the 'igh Council.
Tanda: *slaps thigh*
Tanda: there ye have it
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I dinnae, but I'd think the United Council o' Sosaria is a foreign government.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Even if we do all share the same fragment o' the Gem o' Immortality.
Seraphina: *wags tail*
Setatabon: *looks at Charlotte*
Arrenathian: They are a confederation of other nations
Charlotte: pets pup
Seraphina: *snacks on the fish*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Since they arenae a Britannian government, they are therefore foreign.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Tis nae much t' argue by.
Ujio the Monk: *nods in agreement*
Tanda: So does that mean
Charlotte: *whispers to pup*
Tanda: Polynike there is charged with beating the bushes
Charlotte: your so cute
Tanda: and going door to door
Seraphina: *puts head on her lap*
Tanda: to find us an appointee?
Charlotte: *pets head*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Tis either 'im or the Council.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Whiche'er decides first... an' since the Council approves 'is appointee...
Seraphina: *wags tail*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *shrugs*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Basically, the findin' o' Ambassadors is left t' the elected officials
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: that represent Britannia.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Either through the Grand Marshall or on their own accord.
Tanda: This being Pabll and Kimber
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: But either way, it all lies at the Councilors' collective footsies.
Tanda: as they are the only two elected at this time
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I was tryin' ver' 'ard nae t' put a number on things, but aye, such would
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: be th' case.
Tanda: other than Whispering Winds
Tanda: whom I have no clue
Tanda: who serves them
Tanda: as there has not been anyone here in some time
Arrenathian: Was it not katheryn?
Tanda: Aye
Tanda: I have not seen the lass in a long while
Arrenathian: *nods*
PRINCESS PIPER: *stretches your legs*
Tanda: Then I will leave it to the three of you then
Tanda: to try to determine if there is someone
Tanda: for this position
Sable: *fidgets a bit*
Kimber: I would vote yes for Arren
PabII: as would I
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Bleh.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: If he's appointed, 'e better understand that the position is one that
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: requires 'im t' act on behalf o' this Council, not as some independent entity,
Ailieve: *raises hand*
PabII: aye
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: an' that if 'is choice o' ...
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: how shall I say it...
Ailieve: *raises hand*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: vocabulary... starts a war, 'e could find 'imself charged wi' treason,
Tanda: *your hand is noted Ailieve and on my docket*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: certainly 'e's welcome t' the job.
PabII: *raises hand*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: But 'e _will_ swear an oath t' serve Britannia if he chooses t' accept.
Arrenathian: I do understand my dear Ra
Tanda: *nods that Pabll will speak after Ailieve*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Tis all... I be done ramblin'.
Tanda: Lady Ailieve
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Got t' find a towel though... I think I'm foamin'.
Ailieve: As amusing as Arren can be at times
Ailieve: I would suggest he has a conflict of interest.
Kimber: How so?
Ailieve: He currently serves in place of his Wife, Akasha, as Representative of Newcastle
Arrenathian: Actually
Arrenathian: Ailieve
Ailieve: On the United council of Sosaria
Arrenathian: I have been removed from that position
Ailieve: Ahhh.
PabII: *looks at Ailieve*
Ailieve: Thank you for Clarifying.
PabII: *raises brow*
Tanda: Councilor Pabll
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *raises hand*
Tanda: *nods that Ra is back in the list*
PabII: I was just wondering if Ra Dian would like the position?
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *shudders*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Gods no.
Arrenathian: Yes he is gifted with the same skills as I
PabII: that is all
Tanda: Justicar
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: T' be frank, we all know 'ow I feel about th' UCS as it stands.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: M' very presence in their chamber as a representative would stand against
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: all I personally believe in.
Arrenathian: How are your feeling about them?
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: So, wi' respect, nae thank ye.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *looks to Arrenathian*
Tanda: *pulls feet up on the chair*
Seraphina: *perks up*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: If ye dinnae know, ye can certainly ask someone who does.
Arrenathian: I thought I was close-minded.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Suffice t' say, I wouldnae go on record as 'avin' a favorable stance.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *chuckles*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Ye'd 'ave t' be me t' fully understand why.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: But it isnae simply what they do or who they are.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: It goes more to a deep, personal... wound.
Tanda: at least you two are in neutral corners
Arrenathian: Ra
Arrenathian: You must look a the world right now
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: An' I will simply say that the wound 'asnae 'ealed yet.
Arrenathian: We have an enemy of both councils
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Arrenathian... I am lookin' at the world.
Arrenathian: that is well coordinated
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: If I were goin' t' stand against them, I would stand up an' voice opinion
Arrenathian: and cohessive
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: that we shouldnae send an ambassador at all.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: In fact, I 'ave done just the opposite on a few occasions, regardless o' my
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: own views.
Arrenathian: You would doom the free peoples because of your personal feelings
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I am also self-aware enough t' know that sendin' me to represent Britannia
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: in any fashion at the UCS is not in Britannia's best interest.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Right. Doom.
Arrenathian: You would then say Mondain is better?
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *holds fingers up to his mouth in a manner of fangs*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Next I'll start sucking blood.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Could we be a little more dramatic?
Tanda: *Smiles*
Tanda: Alright
Tanda: truce
PRINCESS PIPER: oops sorry
Ujio the Monk: *gently massages his temples*
Arrenathian: Yes Ma'am
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I simply dinnae think I am the best candidate.
Tanda: Justicar Fl'Gith
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Good grief... first I'm power mad, now I'm not takin' on enough responsibility.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *shrugs and shakes his head*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I'll ne'er understand certain things.
Tanda: has to live with his heart and thoughts
Tanda: If he feels he is not right for this job it's his call
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *raises his hand*
Tanda: *looks to Ra'Dian*
Charlotte: aye
Arrenathian: Good thing you are an elf and have much time to deliberate on this
Tanda: And Arrenathian
Kimber: As are you.
Kimber: *smiles*
Tanda: you see this matter
Arrenathian: *grins a bit at Kimber*
Tanda: as one that should unite us all
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: There are days I am thankful t' be o' a different line o' blood.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Today is one o' them.
Tanda: My job has been and will always be
Arrenathian: WE all will surely fall if we do not put our personal feelings behind us
Tanda: to try to steer the middle ground
Imadii: *Glances at Ujio*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: A scorpion will sting you just the same, no matter how oft you feed it.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Would ye prefer to pray my nature dinnae cause further ripples?
PRINCESS PIPER: *stretches out her legs*
Arrenathian: a dog will become tame with good treatment
Polynikes of Yew: *frowns*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I prefer t' realize my own limits an' nae endanger a good relationship.
Polynikes of Yew: *raises hand*
Imadii: *shakes her head*
Tanda: ok Justicar
Tanda: your piece
Tanda: then the Grand Marshall
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: A'ight... all I wanted t' ask was if Arrenthian's wife still serves upon
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: th' United Council o' Sosaria.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Does she?
Arrenathian: Yes she does
Arrenathian: As the representative of New Castle
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Then we return t' a conflict o' interest in my view.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: That be all.
Tanda: Grand Marshall
Polynikes of Yew: Thank you
Polynikes of Yew: I think we need to spend the time til the next meeting looking for suitable candidates
Polynikes of Yew: and then make a decision
Polynikes of Yew: Lord Arrenathian
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *raises hand*
Polynikes of Yew: you have many good qualities
PabII: *nods in agreement*
Tanda: *nods that I've seen Ra's hand*
Polynikes of Yew: but we must avoid even an appearance of a conflict of interest
Arrenathian: Your words are wise Grand Marshall
Polynikes of Yew: I would still consider you as a possible candidate til we have reviewed others that might be available
Sable: *sighs*
Polynikes of Yew: It is critical in these times that we have a way to communicate with the USC
Polynikes of Yew: and co ordinate
Polynikes of Yew: seek others that might be qualified and interested
Polynikes of Yew: including …
Polynikes of Yew: Let me restate
Polynikes of Yew: I suggest we take the time til the next meeting
Arrenathian: *nods*
Polynikes of Yew: to seek qualified and interested candidates
Polynikes of Yew: including Lord Arrenathian
Polynikes of Yew: then we can make an educated decision
Polynikes of Yew: That is my proposal
Tanda: *Nods*
Tanda: Justicar Fl'Gith
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: In th' sake o' expediency, particularly in these times, I wouldnae stand
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: opposed t' Arrenthian servin' as an Interim Ambassador, givin' us the communication
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: w' need along wi' the time t' make an educated decision we should take.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: O' course, he may yet be made permanent, but I would stand against makin'
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: it permanent as of this very day until such time 'as been given t' adequately
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: ensure 'e is, in fact, th' best choice.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: That be all.
Trace Adkins: *looks around the room*
Trace Adkins: *whispers to piper*
PRINCESS PIPER: *looks at Trace*
Tanda: Is that acceptable to the Council and the you M"lord Arrenathian?
Trace Adkins: *motions to the door*
Tanda: Grand Marshall?
Polynikes of Yew: *nods*
Arrenathian: *nods*
Tanda: Kimber and Pabll?
Kimber: *nods slowly*
PabII: *nods*
Tanda: Then so be it
Tanda: M'lord Arrenathian
Tanda: shall in the interim
Arrenathian: Tanda
Tanda: Aye
Arrenathian: I will do as you please me to
Tanda: *fights a grin*
Arrenathian: *winks at her*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *coughs*
Tanda: *laughs*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: There be plenty o' roo... err... aye...
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *snickers*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *raises hand*
Tanda: You would have to make me laugh
Tanda: Til next quarter then
Arrenathian: Of course dear
Kimber: ANd here I thaught that i was the special one.
Tanda: he shall keep us up to date
Kimber: *sniffles*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *waves his hand*
Tanda: Oh you didn't realize he's such a hound?
Kimber: *laughs*
Arrenathian: Oh but Kimber you will be more than special in a few days I think
Tanda: Has an eye for all the ladies
Kimber: You shh...
Tanda: taking a second wife?
Arrenathian: *grins*
Ujio the Monk: *pinches the bridge of his nose*
Kimber: I may take a Husband but he wont be it..
Kimber: *giggles*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *wiggles fingers*
Arrenathian: No I am afraid my wife's dragon would have a meal of me
Tanda: Any other bits of business?
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Waves his hand frantically
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *waves it too*
Tanda: Justicar?
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Aye...
Tanda: waving for a reason?
Tanda: or just bored?
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Either ye or I need t' swear 'im in... 'e's nae gettin' out o' 'ere wi'out an oath.
Tanda: Ah be my guest
Tanda: he won't wink at you
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *smiles widely*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Long version it be then...
Arrenathian: Who says?
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Please stand an' raise yer right 'and.
Arrenathian: *raises right hand*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Repeat after me...
Polynikes of Yew: *smiles at RaDian*
Arrenathian: If I can understand you I will
Charlotte: *giggles*
Arrenathian: *gins a bit*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I, Lord Arrenathian, do solemnly swear t' up'old the laws an' Virtues o'
PabII: *smiles*
Arrenathian: I lord Arrenathian do solemnly swear to uphold the laws and the virtues
Arrenathian: of
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Britannia, an' accept the duty t' represent Britannia as th' Interim Ambassador
Arrenathian: Britannia and accept the duty to represent Britannia as the Interim Ambassador
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: t' the United Council o' Sosaria on behalf o' the Citizens o' Britannia,
Arrenathian: to the United Council of Sosaria on behalf of the Citizens of Britannia.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Til death do you part, you may now kiss... err... wrong oath...
Arrenathian: You want a kiss?
PabII: *giggles*
Arrenathian: *grins*
PRINCESS PIPER: *laughs*
Polynikes of Yew: *chuckles*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: on behalf o' High Council o' Britannia.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *nods*
Ujio the Monk: *looks away quickly*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Aye, I do.
Tanda: *laughs*
Sable: *covers her eyes*
Arrenathian: Tanda he wants a kiss would you oblige him?
PabII: *shakes head*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *coughs*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Get on wi' it.
Tanda: nae from me he doesn't
Arrenathian: *looks back at her and grins*
Arrenathian: sorry Ra
Arrenathian: I save my kisses for another
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: ...on be'alf o' the High Council o' Britannia.
Arrenathian: *looks at Kimber and grins*
Kimber: *laughs*
Kimber: You save them
Kimber: I have my kisses from another.
PRINCESS PIPER: *shakes her head*
Kimber: *giggles*
Arrenathian: *grins*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Come on, come on... people want t' go 'ome this eve.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *chuckles*
Arrenathian: On behalf of the High council of Britannia
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Congratulations.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *extends his hand*
Arrenathian: Thank you
Arrenathian: *gives him a big elven hug*
Arrenathian: *laughs*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *returns the hug and decides against sneaking a peck on the cheek*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *winks at Arrenthian*
Tanda: *looks for daggers in either hand*
Kimber: We don’t have to have a group hug do we.
Tanda: any other items this evening?
Arrenathian: Later dear
Kimber: *gasp*
Tanda: No dear that's voluntary
Silverbrook: *raises hand*
Arrenathian: *looks up at Tanda hurt*
Tanda: Lady Silverbrook
Silverbrook: Just a word of caution to those who travel extensively...
Silverbrook: Papua and Vesper are currently under attack by Ophidians...
Silverbrook: as is Whispering Winds by the Mother tree.
Silverbrook: I know most of you are aware, but those who aren't...
Silverbrook: please... use caution in your journeys.
Silverbrook: That is all.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *smiles at Lady Silverbrook*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Thank ye fer the caution.
Silverbrook: *smiles politely to Ra'Dian and nods*
Tanda: I would like to take a brief moment
Tanda: to thank My good friend Trilon
Tanda: for his journey into Papua with some of our allies
Tanda: and all others who have ventured out to defend this realm
Tanda: I have great fear we will all learn to like snake meat
Tanda: before long
Kimber: *shakes head*
Tanda: *Smiles*
Kimber: I will eat veggies
Tanda: I agree Kimber
Tanda: A nice apple is just fine with me
Arrenathian: Snake is quite good if prepared right
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *nods to Arrenthian*
Tanda: *wrinkles nose*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Howe'er, Ophidian meat... nae so good.
Arrenathian: aye
Tanda: Any thing else?
Arrenathian: We agree on something then
Arrenathian: *grins*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: It was bound t' 'appen.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: E'en a broken clock is correct at least once per day.
Arrenathian: aye
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *winks*
Tanda: We are adjourned then
Polynikes of Yew: *tries to decide who is broken*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *snickers*
Polynikes of Yew: *grins*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Probably me.
Imadii: *smiles to Ujio*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *chuckles*
Polynikes of Yew: Please
Imadii: Do take care good Monk.
Polynikes of Yew: all be careful
Polynikes of Yew: we have some criminals
Ujio the Monk: You as well your highness.
Polynikes of Yew: outside the Council Chambers
Polynikes of Yew: if you need an escort
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Must be Monday.
Arrenathian: Tanda I am worried about you
Tanda: about me?
Polynikes of Yew: let my men know
Tanda: *bumps him slightly with my shoulder and giggles*
Arrenathian: *yes your zest for life seems to be weak*
Arrenathian: *grins*
Tanda: eh
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Good eve, m'lady, m'lord, m'lord...
Arrenathian: Evening
Tanda: Good night Ra'Dian dear
Arrenathian: *nods to him*
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