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[Ress]

Ascending fire, 14

* Inside each manse, the glowing purple form of Fine Ash, once known as Boots, this time completely sober.... and very upset.

His body was tense, despite the blue wool Jacket ( Blue being Creation's happy color). His brown hair was now spikey and slightly slicked to the left, and unlike before... it was made obvious that his eyes how held stars within them*

" Fellow Protectors of Imperveress, it is of utmost importance that you all come and meet me at the Imperial Manse immediately. Please use the canals at once! The fate of many innocent lives are at stake!"

* The image of Fine Ash lingered for a moment, as he fiddled with the ancient systems he used to broadcast himself... still looking flustered and worried right up untill his image faded away completely*

[Dal'Lumen]

Ascending fire, 14

*A crash could be heard issuing from Dal'Lumens' Room accompanied by the sound of the panicked voice of Boots.

Dal lay on the floor rubbing his eyes and untangling himself from his bedcovers, obviously having been startled by the unexpected voice of a visitor in his room and had hurtled himself quite successfully out of bed to his floor. It was fortunate for him that he recovered so quickly in his Exaltation at least on a physical state, but he regretted having to get back to work so quickly after the past sixty days of grueling training and countless hours of meditation just the same.*

"Here we go again!" *He exclaimed in an ironic, song like tone.*


*He hoisted himself up and proceeded to dawn the Orochalcum bracers he had exchanged for his blue jade pair back at the armory. He put on his white silken armor shirt and in a quick burst of light he hoisted and attuned to his inherited grim cleavers Truth and Law along with everything else he wore, and ran down the hall, and into the control room where he projected himself to Roaring Waves shop.*

"I wish a bright day to both of you, I am sorry for this intrusion, Roaring Wave, I am going to the Imperial manse, there seems to be some sort of Emergency, I wanted to inform you should you wish to meet me there, I will be going on ahead now with all available haste, I expect I will see you when you get there, good luck..."

*Dal Ended his message abruptly and hurried down the remainder of the hall out the main entrance into the seasonally warm sunlight and in the direction of underground transport system they had recently discovered, and finally stopped when he stood upon the boat and waited for it to take him to the Imperial manse as quickly as it would take him. He remembered to wave at the first group of Anhules he saw upon boarding, assuming they were the same that had helped him and the others against the Elementals and their demons. It was not long before he reached his stop and hopped off the boat and ran up the stairs to the sunlight where he would see the towering Imperial manse in the distance and spared not a moment making his way over there. He wondered where he would even find boots or any of the others as he came upon the foot of the Manse he called out to Sentinel.*

"Sentinel, where can I find boots and any of the others that have already gathered?"

[Lirimana]

Ascending Fire 14,

*Lirimana looked up from her books and paperwork as the image of Boots appeared in front of her. Being a medic she immediately noticed his tension but before she could say anything, he spoke. She raised her eyebrow at his urgency and got ready to leave, abandoning her paperwork for now. That Fine Ash was definitely fine, but he was going to be the end of himself if he wasn't more aware of his health. She would have to bring that up to him. If Dal'Lumen was there then she would have to talk to him about the schools and hospitals she was planning for the empire... then she would see about Arachnia. Her city seemed more like a cult so she wasn't really sure how much outside interference she was going to be willing to put up with.

Soon she was in the waterway with herself suited up and her spear at her back. She was wearing newer clothes, so she was hoping that this wouldn't be a detrimental decision for their life expectancy. She wished the Anhules "good afternoon" and was soon at the Imperial Manse.

When she stopped, Lirimana made her way up towards the conference room in the Manse, figuring that's where they'd be meeting*

[Ress]

Ascending fire,14 ( In the Bezair Undergrounds)

* The disembodied voice of Sentinel filled the tunnel, causing a few Aunkbut to scurry away. As always his voice was heralded by and ended with a click like static.*

" Hello Admiral. It seems all Exalts are en-rout to the Imperial manse, and this "Fine Ash" or "Boots" person is there, along with The Emperor and Empress. They are all in the meeting hall under he hearthroom. That seems to be where this meeting is taking place. If you need directions when you are there, I will be nearby"

It also looks like Roaring Wave is bringing Tari along with him, and they are both on their way to The Imperial Manse.


I am now re-routing essence from the Imperial manses and putting it into the canals."

* The boat rapidly sped up, until the walls were a blur of fur and colored lights, but all the while, there was no inertia on the boat.

after a good 15 minute time, the boat stopped at the sandy shores of a wide and squat manse made from sparkling granite. beyond the beach, stone steps lead up and into the manse which lie under their destination*

[Arachnia of the Hour]

Ascending Fire 14,


*when the others began arriving and found their way into the meeting room Arachnia was already there, standing at the head of the table next to the seat that Ress usually took. Her luxurious hair was wrapped into a braid with silver and gold cloth entwined throughout. Against her usual long and elegant gowns she wore instead a short dress with slits on both sides made out of a dark blue silk that had a few small silver embroidered spiders that sat on tiny embroidered gold stars scattered tastefully along the garment. Long boots climbed her legs and stopped just past her knees where the straps of a garter could be seen attached to the top of them. Ribbon matching the blue of the dress laced up the back and a click could be heard from the heel as she adjusted her stance when Lirimana first walked in.

A nod was given to each of the arrivals as they came in, the delicate silver bracelets she wore jingling a little when she put her hand on the back of Ress's chair*

[Dal'Lumen]

Ascending Fire, 14

"Appreciate it Sentinel!"

*The bronze skinned bald headed Admiral walked to the meeting hall with such urgency that he was just short of jogging or running his way there. Dal'Lumen might be noticed as better groomed than usual today, perhaps from becoming more accustomed to Manse life, or perhaps it was simply the vitality brought about by the tremendous training he had put himself through. Also he was more clothed than perhaps any of the others had ever seen him with his white silk armor shirt, and newly remade Dal-Classic red silk pants.

He skidded to a stop outside the hall and turned in to join the others.*

"My friends, I came as fast as I could, what seems to be the problem?"

[Sands Mirage]

Ascending fire, 14

*He gave a small startled grunt at the sudden sensation of movement fom within his clothing. A moments, some what frantic, digging with in the confines of his robes produced the device given to him by the Emperor. It gave a third shake before displaying a rather flustered looking man he had not seen before. When the mans image faded Sand gave a sigh as he stood up from where he had been seated while observing the comings and goings along the road to Beziar. Turning he gave a loud whistle, a moment later a large grey stalion wearing nothing but a collar and bareback pad came troting up, with barely a pause he swung up onto its back. Leaning down to the side he plucked his spear from the earth where he had been sitting against it while giving a small laugh.*

"Lets go Rakasa we've got work to do!" *he said as they headed towards the city at a full-on run.*


*As they reached the Imperial Manse Sand quickly dismounted and with a hasty call back of "Stay out of trouble," he headed inside to catch a glimpse of a man in red pants. Guessing that this was also his destination he strode purposefully ahead, arriving at the doorway in time to catch the tail-end of a question.*

[Ress]

Ascending fire, 14

* In the grand hall of the imperial manse, many people both familiar and new were in attendance. Roaring Wave, of course, along with his wife Tari.

The blue suited straight laced Fine Ash looked nothing like his masquerading self before, boots. Unlike his drunken alter ego, Fine Ash did not slouch, nor was he a lush, and where he before wore plain clothing of what looked to be burlap, he now wore a cerulean business suit made from finely woven hemp fibers.

Along side the blue man, a darker skinned southern looking man clad in yellow southern travelers clothes, a veil covering his face and a turban, all matching yellow.

Emperor Ress stood up when the travelers had all arrived, causing the background chatter to cease.

" Welcome everyone. I am glad you have all arrived. This is a serious situation that I have been made aware of... very serious indeed. Fine Ash and his friend here have told me that farther east, in only a matter of days, an ancient sleeping civilization of people are going to be wiped out by an erupting volcano. Whereas, many of you might be confused as to why I might be so concerned with people we don't know from an age long gone. The answer is simple... weren't we all foreigners not long ago?.. and do we all not have strong ties to an age long gone? Celestial Exalts, do your memories not run back to The First Age?

Dragon-Blooded, you were created to keep the balance, just like the five elemental dragons. The Balance in this world has been off for over a thousand years, and losing good people who could possibly have necessary knowledge to our survival or advancement.

I don't yet know how we are to get out so far east, but I know we are going to come up with something and save those people before the volcano erupts.. so what do you all say? are we all in? And are there any ideas??"

[Dal'Lumen]

*The first thing, or rather the first person he noticed when he had gathered himself was the mysterious Sidereal he had met a couple short weeks earlier, One Road. It took him a minute to shake the confused look off his face that to some might have looked as though Dal'Lumen were constipated.*

"Ah... Ehem.."

*The tall westerners voice was startlingly deep and impelling, he took a step forward looking around at the gathering of exalts. Now having turned his attention from the fortune teller for the time being he noticed a new face, the dark skinned southerner that had followed him in, him being the only one he knew nothing about. He addressed the group.*

"Indeed it seems our Empire has been growing, as such, I think it is our responsibility to reach out to the rest of creation and help wherever we can. I am in."

*He emphasized the word 'I' and beat his fist on his chest to punctuate.*

"I have some ideas, but I must ask Emperor... Where is this slumbering civilization, how far is it, and is it accessible by River? I ask because if we can travel by ship, we could carry with us a great deal of supplies, or tools we may need should it come down to a mass evacuation."