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Region: The North Pacific

Eternal Dominion wrote:SR RP
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Gene was surprised by all that awaited him, though he felt the display to be over the top. However, he deemed it inappropriate to judge just yet and went with the flow. He is here to experience new things and enjoy what's outside of Sargasso, after all.

Arriving At The Palace

"İyi günler ve merhaba, Vu'duce! That means, good day and hello."

Speaking in Common albeit a heavy accent, Erikson stood straight and fixed his peak cap atop his head before doing the traditional salute then bow. "Finally, we meet in person." he extend his hand for a shake and gave a small yet friendly grin. "A grand palace and welcoming party, by the way. You have quite the taste."

Erikson too wore a ceremonial/formal uniform, although for him it was more of his daily attire and wasn't as flashy as the Vu'duce's. The Pontiff had removed a majority of the ribbons and medals he's earned before the unification campaign. Most thing to note of from his attire is a small ornate sash fastened around his waist holding his self-forged jambiya(ottoman style). For this occasion, the dagger was actually a fake and it didn't have a blade but a faux wooden one just enough to hold the hilt in properly.

SR RP

“Ullay Mia’ and Good Day to you too Pontiff Erikson, it is a pleasure to finally meet you face to face.” The Vu’duce replied warmly and with a hardy slight chuckle, ready to make a joyous first impression on the foreigner. He stood proudly still as the Pontiff gave a stiff salute and slight bow, while the aged Vu’duce settled for merely a salute- for both his age and ego prevented him from giving a bow. Afterwhich he extended his hand, and met the Pontiff’s halfway, gripping tightly and shaking with eager attendance.

“Indeed- after too long” Lucian said with a hearty smile, far larger than the Pontiff’s, and was further exemplified by the Vu’duce’s animatedly bushy eyebrows and mustache. He drew back his hand as the handshake came to a natural end and brought it to his face to twirl the end of his mustache as the Pontiff remarked towards the arrival parties.

“Why thank you- although the presentation is all Mr. Hurgoi” He looked towards the Pillaric Warden Erikson had met earlier, before gazing up towards the hulking Khanic structure they stood at the doorstep of, “and the Komaladi-Khan's Csaizitgel, all his. I am merely its inhabitant.” He said jokingly, before exhaling-

“I do hope the flight over the Chubvlai’s weren't too turbulent. Summer is perhaps the only time of the year the winter winds subside and allow for the true- beautiful- Utociste-Zeme to be seen. But enough of this, let us go inside for tea.”

He motioned up the stairs with a free hand, and soon the party were making their way up the fourty or so large steps that pillared up the doorstep of the Khan’s Palace before passing under its monumental quartz-infused stone pillars and gateway. As they entered its large ceremonial doors they came within the first hall of many, with many corridors branching off from a main avenue that looked towards an open feastroom. Each of the walls were painted in extravagant bright colors, and were adorned with artwork, nearby statues, ceremonial items, and other knick-knacks.

Chubvlai's*: The Chubvlai Mountains, which make up a large portion of UZ's physical geography.

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