I'm aware the actual timing of this raid might or might not work out, but putting on my imagination-cap...
It had been some years since Aphelion had the opportunity to visit the Kingdom of Fortune. In the midst of a thieving spree aimed at the Crown they'd hit Missus Carina's farms. A token effort to annoy and inconvenience Prince Harry Emeraldi and his queen-sister Rubi, brought to its end as other conflicts escalated and Duchess Camellia politely asked Aphelion not to commit acts of banditry.
In that time, the druid made diplomatic overtures to Auliver Kerekes and his beloved Sadhbh, some for duty and others for personal interest. Citing a rather spirited disagreement with Harry Emeraldi and intention for more honorable robbery, they shook hands with the 'Emperor' (of course, a Delphinan must air-quote the title), agreeing to join his upcoming assaults upon the island nation.
This plan never came to pass. Fortune surrendered, and Aphelion let it all melt away. The Neries made plans instead to bring some friends to attend a small Sapphire Bay party held by a local eccentric. All in hope of a cultural exchange with the new property under Myridia's rule, for howeverlong peace might last. As, after all, it rarely lasts for long. Ill-timed, of course, given the assault upon New Mavethkar- but when better would its people try to distract themselves?
But then a ship rolls in under the cloak of nightfall. Something shifts on the air, as surprised citizenry whisper worriedly of what its banners might mean. A tipsy Aphelion makes their way to the balcony of the small estate and squints really hard, trying to make out the colors and
I'll be there! (maybe w/ a couple friends?)
It had been some years since Aphelion had the opportunity to visit the Kingdom of Fortune. In the midst of a thieving spree aimed at the Crown they'd hit Missus Carina's farms. A token effort to annoy and inconvenience Prince Harry Emeraldi and his queen-sister Rubi, brought to its end as other conflicts escalated and Duchess Camellia politely asked Aphelion not to commit acts of banditry.
In that time, the druid made diplomatic overtures to Auliver Kerekes and his beloved Sadhbh, some for duty and others for personal interest. Citing a rather spirited disagreement with Harry Emeraldi and intention for more honorable robbery, they shook hands with the 'Emperor' (of course, a Delphinan must air-quote the title), agreeing to join his upcoming assaults upon the island nation.
This plan never came to pass. Fortune surrendered, and Aphelion let it all melt away. The Neries made plans instead to bring some friends to attend a small Sapphire Bay party held by a local eccentric. All in hope of a cultural exchange with the new property under Myridia's rule, for howeverlong peace might last. As, after all, it rarely lasts for long. Ill-timed, of course, given the assault upon New Mavethkar- but when better would its people try to distract themselves?
But then a ship rolls in under the cloak of nightfall. Something shifts on the air, as surprised citizenry whisper worriedly of what its banners might mean. A tipsy Aphelion makes their way to the balcony of the small estate and squints really hard, trying to make out the colors and
"Oh, dude. You're kidding me.
There is noooooo fucking way.
Hold my beer, I have GOT to see this..."
There is noooooo fucking way.
Hold my beer, I have GOT to see this..."
I'll be there! (maybe w/ a couple friends?)