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request to the dragon king as they
progressed.
Once they had reached the council
chambers, Makya was pleased when Karven did not stop him from
entering. He didn’t know whether the dragon king approved or
disapproved of his request, but it seemed that he was going to let
Makya make it.
They entered the council chambers
slowly, taking care to not make much noise. Karven turned to
whisper to him, “Do not speak until spoken to, and never make eye
contact with the other council members. Not all of them are as
understanding as I.”
Mayka nodded and followed Karven to
his post, staring at the ground and not daring to look around. From
what little he saw, the council building was a magnificent sight to
behold. Gaining entry to the room was a rarity, and all rights,
including the ability to walk freely inside, had to be earned.
After all, there were not just the laws and traditions of this
world to adhere to, but of other worlds as well. This truly was
universal ground.
The council began its session as if it
were any other day, and discussed various matters of trade, and
matters important to each council member. Makya listened as they
discussed events from both near and far. Planet Gra’tuer had been
the victim of widespread damage from meteorites, and was seeking
shelter on other planets.
Gra’tuer was famed in
She’Ma’Ryn as it was the newest world to
open a trade port. Little was yet known of their advancements and
knowledge was yet to be shared. This was a great opportunity for
She’Ma’Ryn to build a relationship with the inhabitants of the
planet. It was decided that sanctuary would be offered to
Gra’Tuerians and they would be allowed entry to She’Ma’Ryn while
their home planet worked on recovery.
When it was Karven’s turn to speak, he
addressed the room, “Fellow councillors, before I proceed with my
own matters, I have taken the opportunity to follow one of our most
cherished traditions of allowing a chosen guest to speak and make a
request of the council, if he may.”
The master of ceremonies was a tall,
green reptilian with skin that always appeared moistened. He
blinked with his large eyes, cleared his throat and croaked with a
deep guttural voice, “As you wish.”
Karven turned to Makya and
whispered. “It is your time, step forward to the speaker circle in front of you and
make the most of this opportunity.”
Makya raised his eyes for
the first time and took in the overwhelming view of the room. His
mouth dried instantly from fright. It was far greater in size than the rumours
said it to be. Long flags from various worlds and cultures hung
from the ceiling. They were within a great circle and in the middle
was the master of ceremonies. It appeared as if the master’s seat
was floating in the air.
He knew that he had to focus, and
continued quickly to the glowing red speakers circle. He swallowed
painfully as the master addressed him.
The master ordered nonchalantly,
“Please state your name and what matter you wish to discuss with
the council.”
Relieved to feel his mouth moist
again, he spoke, “Thank you kindly, great master, for allowing this
intrusion to your proceedings. My name is Makya Joushika, and I am
a trader in the District of Bloodshed. I come to you today with a
heavy heart. As I am sure all of She’Ma’Ryn has noticed, things are
not all well in Marithia. A great war looms on the horizon and I
fear that our trading port will be caught in the midst of it,” he
said, pausing to take a deep breath.
The master jerked with impatience and
rattled, “Go on.”
“ I am aware that it is
forbidden to leave the walls of She’Ma’Ryn as a trader not local to
these lands, and I respect the laws of the city. I believe that I
may be of great assistance to their cause. I have fought many
battles in my world, and I offer to put myself at great risk to aid
Marithia in their battle against the Forces of Darkness. What I
request, is for the great and wise council to grant me
progressed.
Once they had reached the council
chambers, Makya was pleased when Karven did not stop him from
entering. He didn’t know whether the dragon king approved or
disapproved of his request, but it seemed that he was going to let
Makya make it.
They entered the council chambers
slowly, taking care to not make much noise. Karven turned to
whisper to him, “Do not speak until spoken to, and never make eye
contact with the other council members. Not all of them are as
understanding as I.”
Mayka nodded and followed Karven to
his post, staring at the ground and not daring to look around. From
what little he saw, the council building was a magnificent sight to
behold. Gaining entry to the room was a rarity, and all rights,
including the ability to walk freely inside, had to be earned.
After all, there were not just the laws and traditions of this
world to adhere to, but of other worlds as well. This truly was
universal ground.
The council began its session as if it
were any other day, and discussed various matters of trade, and
matters important to each council member. Makya listened as they
discussed events from both near and far. Planet Gra’tuer had been
the victim of widespread damage from meteorites, and was seeking
shelter on other planets.
Gra’tuer was famed in
She’Ma’Ryn as it was the newest world to
open a trade port. Little was yet known of their advancements and
knowledge was yet to be shared. This was a great opportunity for
She’Ma’Ryn to build a relationship with the inhabitants of the
planet. It was decided that sanctuary would be offered to
Gra’Tuerians and they would be allowed entry to She’Ma’Ryn while
their home planet worked on recovery.
When it was Karven’s turn to speak, he
addressed the room, “Fellow councillors, before I proceed with my
own matters, I have taken the opportunity to follow one of our most
cherished traditions of allowing a chosen guest to speak and make a
request of the council, if he may.”
The master of ceremonies was a tall,
green reptilian with skin that always appeared moistened. He
blinked with his large eyes, cleared his throat and croaked with a
deep guttural voice, “As you wish.”
Karven turned to Makya and
whispered. “It is your time, step forward to the speaker circle in front of you and
make the most of this opportunity.”
Makya raised his eyes for
the first time and took in the overwhelming view of the room. His
mouth dried instantly from fright. It was far greater in size than the rumours
said it to be. Long flags from various worlds and cultures hung
from the ceiling. They were within a great circle and in the middle
was the master of ceremonies. It appeared as if the master’s seat
was floating in the air.
He knew that he had to focus, and
continued quickly to the glowing red speakers circle. He swallowed
painfully as the master addressed him.
The master ordered nonchalantly,
“Please state your name and what matter you wish to discuss with
the council.”
Relieved to feel his mouth moist
again, he spoke, “Thank you kindly, great master, for allowing this
intrusion to your proceedings. My name is Makya Joushika, and I am
a trader in the District of Bloodshed. I come to you today with a
heavy heart. As I am sure all of She’Ma’Ryn has noticed, things are
not all well in Marithia. A great war looms on the horizon and I
fear that our trading port will be caught in the midst of it,” he
said, pausing to take a deep breath.
The master jerked with impatience and
rattled, “Go on.”
“ I am aware that it is
forbidden to leave the walls of She’Ma’Ryn as a trader not local to
these lands, and I respect the laws of the city. I believe that I
may be of great assistance to their cause. I have fought many
battles in my world, and I offer to put myself at great risk to aid
Marithia in their battle against the Forces of Darkness. What I
request, is for the great and wise council to grant me
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