Post by Ress on Feb 13, 2008 0:27:33 GMT -5
Ascending Water, 19
* At the first floor of his imperial manse, within the room laid out and furnished much like a discussion hall, Ress sat and waited for the delegates from the fields, hoping to find an agreement between himself and them that would benefit the entirety of Imperveress.
Soon, four spirits made their way into the discussion hall
One Spirit was pale and short, standing at 5 feet even. She wore a simple textured dress that was pinned up at her knees and looked much like grains of rice meshed together. she had short white hair with black tips under her hat made of dried reeds and eyes like polished grey stone.
The next spirit was a toned dark skinned man, wearing clothing made from fine burlap. He was tall (5' 11") long of limb and graceful, with hair to his shoulders of a dark grey. His eyes were green in iris with deeper green pupils
The next was a taller(5' 9"),voluptuous woman with long blond hair like wheat, half cast golden eyes and slightly swaying movements as if intoxicated. She wore a pair of animal fur shorts and a top made from some form of cotton with a piece of twine tied around her waist to accentuate her figure.
The final spirit was a thin average height (5' 4"), lazy looking man with handsomely disheveled dirty blond hair, hazel eyes that seemed to always look out into space and slightly tattered farmworkers clothes, complete with a hole on one knee.
Ress bowed to the four distinguished spirits, then returned to his seat, motioning for them to each take on at the huge table in the center of the room. The four of them bowed in kind and took their seats* "Thank you for coming to this meeting, my future allies. I have called the four of you here so that we can discuss an agreement and the terms of said agreement. If you four are open to such a partnership, Please, stay and tell me your names"* Without missing a beat, the four replied to his question* "Sai-Ren-Kurn, The princess of the patty". "Oce-Earin, Keeper of the stalks". " mmm....Mayli, Lady of the grain". "Quie-Ra, Master of Oats" * they looked to one another, as if exchanging words through a common language, before looking back at Ress* " I am very glad to see that you all are interested in working together. Now.. here is what I want from the four of you. I would like you all to produce enough food to not only feed the people and animals of my land.. but enough to make substantial trade to outside nations." * Ress nodded once his demands were heard, waiting to hear the reaction of the spirits... but it was not what they said that hit him first.. it was that they were getting up in attempt to leave* " Your demands are an insult to us. There is no way you could possibly do anything to make such a thing worth it to us.. good day, Emperor Ress" *Ress blinked a moment, then got to his feat, leaning his right arm against the table they had sat at* " walk out that door and you will be making the worst business deal of your immortal lives" * The spirits stopped in their tracks, then turned, surprised that this young solar could have such a commanding presence to him.. also intrigued what it was he could do for them. They soon found their seats and resumed the negotiation* " what can you do for us?" * Ress sat back down, chuckling slightly at the question* " what are your demands?" * the little gods were stunned that this upstart Solar would let them name their own price.. with a healthy dose of skepticism, they began their demands* " We want the Manse fields. We were denied them countless ages ago and now feel they should be ours"... " Done" * Ress said this without missing a beat or batting an eye.. which utterly shocked the gods. They loosened up some, the natural cockiness that only gods could feel began creeping through them* "We also would like sacrifices to us". "....... Done" * Ress thought this over a moment, then got an idea* "mmm....We want to take mortal lovers without censure" "Done." * The four of them looked puzzled for a moment, then were reinvigorated with greed. " We also demand the four inner manses" ... " Done" * Ress smirked as he leaned back in his seat, relaxing now that he felt he had the upper hand.* "Is that all, gods?" *The four of them looked at each other, then at Ress and nodded. Ress chuckled then gave a nod, once more getting to his feet, placing his right hand upon the table* " Well, first of all... Why would you want simply sacrifices when I could throw you all your own festival, complete with prayer and revelry as well as sacrifices... and while we are speaking of this, I will level with you on the manses. I will allow you attunement to my four inner manses. If that is all, then I do believe this was a fruitful meeting.. and we should shake on it * he grinned at the four as he raised his right hand off the table and out to the gods. They all smiled back and took his hand. A flash of brilliant light shot from his caste mark for but a moment, before subsiding* " It is done... on the 20th of Resplendent Wood, the people of Imperveress will hold " The Festival for the fields"... and in return, you will uphold your end of the bargain... I thank you all for your time and your allegiance. * The Spirits of the field, proud of how they had manipulated the young Emperor, made their way to their new domains.. the mystic fields of Imperveress. The reborn Solar chuckled when they left, proud of his own bit of manipulation* " A single day of devotion... more than affordable for the multitude of food and trade we will all enjoy." * getting out of the chair and climbing into one of his thousand comforts lounge, ress took a load off and began to ponder what his next course of action in the careful growth of Imperveress might be*
* At the first floor of his imperial manse, within the room laid out and furnished much like a discussion hall, Ress sat and waited for the delegates from the fields, hoping to find an agreement between himself and them that would benefit the entirety of Imperveress.
Soon, four spirits made their way into the discussion hall
One Spirit was pale and short, standing at 5 feet even. She wore a simple textured dress that was pinned up at her knees and looked much like grains of rice meshed together. she had short white hair with black tips under her hat made of dried reeds and eyes like polished grey stone.
The next spirit was a toned dark skinned man, wearing clothing made from fine burlap. He was tall (5' 11") long of limb and graceful, with hair to his shoulders of a dark grey. His eyes were green in iris with deeper green pupils
The next was a taller(5' 9"),voluptuous woman with long blond hair like wheat, half cast golden eyes and slightly swaying movements as if intoxicated. She wore a pair of animal fur shorts and a top made from some form of cotton with a piece of twine tied around her waist to accentuate her figure.
The final spirit was a thin average height (5' 4"), lazy looking man with handsomely disheveled dirty blond hair, hazel eyes that seemed to always look out into space and slightly tattered farmworkers clothes, complete with a hole on one knee.
Ress bowed to the four distinguished spirits, then returned to his seat, motioning for them to each take on at the huge table in the center of the room. The four of them bowed in kind and took their seats* "Thank you for coming to this meeting, my future allies. I have called the four of you here so that we can discuss an agreement and the terms of said agreement. If you four are open to such a partnership, Please, stay and tell me your names"* Without missing a beat, the four replied to his question* "Sai-Ren-Kurn, The princess of the patty". "Oce-Earin, Keeper of the stalks". " mmm....Mayli, Lady of the grain". "Quie-Ra, Master of Oats" * they looked to one another, as if exchanging words through a common language, before looking back at Ress* " I am very glad to see that you all are interested in working together. Now.. here is what I want from the four of you. I would like you all to produce enough food to not only feed the people and animals of my land.. but enough to make substantial trade to outside nations." * Ress nodded once his demands were heard, waiting to hear the reaction of the spirits... but it was not what they said that hit him first.. it was that they were getting up in attempt to leave* " Your demands are an insult to us. There is no way you could possibly do anything to make such a thing worth it to us.. good day, Emperor Ress" *Ress blinked a moment, then got to his feat, leaning his right arm against the table they had sat at* " walk out that door and you will be making the worst business deal of your immortal lives" * The spirits stopped in their tracks, then turned, surprised that this young solar could have such a commanding presence to him.. also intrigued what it was he could do for them. They soon found their seats and resumed the negotiation* " what can you do for us?" * Ress sat back down, chuckling slightly at the question* " what are your demands?" * the little gods were stunned that this upstart Solar would let them name their own price.. with a healthy dose of skepticism, they began their demands* " We want the Manse fields. We were denied them countless ages ago and now feel they should be ours"... " Done" * Ress said this without missing a beat or batting an eye.. which utterly shocked the gods. They loosened up some, the natural cockiness that only gods could feel began creeping through them* "We also would like sacrifices to us". "....... Done" * Ress thought this over a moment, then got an idea* "mmm....We want to take mortal lovers without censure" "Done." * The four of them looked puzzled for a moment, then were reinvigorated with greed. " We also demand the four inner manses" ... " Done" * Ress smirked as he leaned back in his seat, relaxing now that he felt he had the upper hand.* "Is that all, gods?" *The four of them looked at each other, then at Ress and nodded. Ress chuckled then gave a nod, once more getting to his feet, placing his right hand upon the table* " Well, first of all... Why would you want simply sacrifices when I could throw you all your own festival, complete with prayer and revelry as well as sacrifices... and while we are speaking of this, I will level with you on the manses. I will allow you attunement to my four inner manses. If that is all, then I do believe this was a fruitful meeting.. and we should shake on it * he grinned at the four as he raised his right hand off the table and out to the gods. They all smiled back and took his hand. A flash of brilliant light shot from his caste mark for but a moment, before subsiding* " It is done... on the 20th of Resplendent Wood, the people of Imperveress will hold " The Festival for the fields"... and in return, you will uphold your end of the bargain... I thank you all for your time and your allegiance. * The Spirits of the field, proud of how they had manipulated the young Emperor, made their way to their new domains.. the mystic fields of Imperveress. The reborn Solar chuckled when they left, proud of his own bit of manipulation* " A single day of devotion... more than affordable for the multitude of food and trade we will all enjoy." * getting out of the chair and climbing into one of his thousand comforts lounge, ress took a load off and began to ponder what his next course of action in the careful growth of Imperveress might be*