Clan Council Log 2 - 1/30/08
From FiranMUX
Presiding Leaders:
Bear - Her Honor Fidelia Ista Aldrik
Gold Dragon - His Honor Ojitar Firgalik
Chimera - Lady Melani Elikista/His Honor Torianos Elikista
Griffon - Her Honor Luna Corinala
Ticanee - Lady Captain Prima Dawn
Eagle - N/A
Hydra - Lord Lutrios N'Gadanik
Fidelia clears her throat, and announces to the building, "We shall begin, as always, with prayer." *Firan*
Endeera murmurs a few words to one of her guards, who nods affirmative, accepts a small package from the elderly
lady, and moves to deposit it in the trunk at the back of the room.
Carana closes her eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Daemio closes her eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Docci closes his eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Fiero closes his eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Ezekeus closes his eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Marsalos closes his eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Yaffros closes his eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Yacen closes his eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Jia closes her eyes to pray but is all prayed out.
Rislan closes his eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Serina closes her eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Eriden closes his eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Fiora closes her eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Ojitar closes his eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Soliana closes her eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Ojitar closes his eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Shenisa closes her eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Carana closes her eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Serina closes her eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Luna closes her eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Shenisa closes her eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Tyrin closes his eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Daphrus closes his eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Ion closes his eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Fiora closes her eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Docci closes his eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Tyrsun closes his eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Balinda closes her eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Xamori closes her eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Tyrsun closes his eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Belome closes his eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Melani closes her eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Cortik closes his eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Endeera closes her eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Fidelia closes her eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Fidelia closes her eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Aldrin closes his eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Selene closes her eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Aldrin closes his eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Donos closes his eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Arik closes his eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Belome closes his eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Belome closes his eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Piarres closes his eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Belome closes his eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Sotiris closes his eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Odoni closes her eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Prima prays really.
Quenna closes her eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Quenna closes her eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Acelya lowers her head and prays.
Srenni closes her eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Thaddia closes her eyes momentarily as if in prayer.
Emee arrives from the Foyer of Unity Hall.
Emee has arrived.
Emee enters followed by 4 body guards.
The Clan Leader Table (#1) has 3 empty places.
Present are: Fiero, Rislan, Melani, Luna, Fidelia, Rikon, Prima, and Ojitar
The Griffon Clan Benches (#2) has 6 empty places.
Present are: Carana, Srenni, Ion, Daemio, and Belome
The Gold Dragon Clan Benches (#3) has 7 empty places.
Present are: Shenisa, Cortik, and Tyrsun
The Cockatrice Clan Benches (#4) has 6 empty places.
Present are: Daphrus, Quenna, Serina, and Anorna
The Hydra Clan Benches (#5) has 8 empty places.
Present are: Rinzik and Piarres
The Bear Clan Benches (#6) has no empty places.
Present are: Ezekeus, Xamori, Docci, Odoni, Acelya, Eriden, Soliana, Endeera, Aldrin, and Emee
The Chimera Clan Benches (#7) has 5 empty places.
Present are: Sotiris, Amadea, Lucas, Thaddia, Karana, and Selene
The Eagle Clan Benches (#8) has 5 empty places.
Present are: Yacen, Marsalos, Jia, Yaffros, and Arik
The Ticanee Clan Benches (#9) has 10 empty places.
The General Audience Benches (#10) has 3 empty places.
Present are: Tyrin and Balinda
The Defense Bench (#11) has 2 empty places.
The Prosecution Bench (#12) has 3 empty places.
The Judge's Dais (#13) has 1 empty place.
Fidelia clears her throat as the prayers die, and inclines her head. "Tonight we come forward to deal with pressing business,"
she says in her little whisper of a voice. "It is not long before our soldiers ship out to deal with the Shamibelian menance;
to fight against those who kill our bodies and our souls, enslave our people, rape our women, and still hold one of our cities.
We must not forget how important this struggle is, not only for our lives, land and freedom, but it is what unites us -- makes
us _Firan_. Thus it must take precedence, I am afraid, over various other business we have at present." She turns her head to
the benches. "I call forward our First General, Lord Donos Ista Aldrik, to speak to us regarding the war effort -- and more
specifically, the budget we must settle tonight." *Firan*
Fidelia adds to the table, "For those of you who do not have the authority to make financial decisions for their clans, you may
take notes, relay the prime points to your leaders, and send a final figure in later." *Firan*
Donos's iron clanks as he draws himself up to attention, marching forwards to the middle of the hall. There he turns, snappily,
and salutes the Clan Council before dropping head and shoulders forwards into a shallow bow. "Your Honours, my thanks on behalf
of the military for taking the time to speak to me on this matter." *Firan*
Fidelia inclines her head to the general. "You are welcome, Lord First General. Would you please proceed and outline the issue
for the council?" *Firan*
Donos draws a deep breath, an uncharacteristically serious expression to his features. His voice carrying easily through the chamber.
"Lord High General Xegolus, Lord Trikon, Lord Commander Ojax, Captain Drios, Lord General Agarn, Lady High General Zayes, Sentry Zateen,
Sentry Terpsika, Lord Centurion Lotuk, Lord Captain Tergus, Lord Captain Dursun, Commander Kasikonus, Lord High General Atreides, Lord
Centurion Lotuk, Prince Vahlon, Clan Leader Judano, these are but a handful of names of the tens of thousands who have died to the
Shamibelians at war. And an immeasurable list of our people and resources who have been lost to the enemy in the forty two years since
Unification. We, all of us, cannot simply fight the same old battles, for the same terrain year after year. And so, recognising this,
Lord Viceroy Taleo tasked me to devise a new strategy for war. To consider more than simple forts and regaining a foothold in the
enemy-occupied lands. Instead, to plan a comprehensive assault aimed at driving the enemy back to Ellish."
"Tasked with this bold goal, I and my staff have done precisely that. With the support of the Clan Council, we will take the largest army
on campaign we have taken in over twenty years. With the support of the Clan Council we shall drive the enemy back from our lines, and
then assault them again and again until we lay siege to Ellish itself, enter it, and proclaim it free once more."
"These are not simple idle boasts, your honours. My staff and I have spent countless hours in planning this war. The massive supply
operation that has been happening within this city will, with your support, be matched across the Republic. We have trained for this, we
are training for this and, with your support in funding this war, we shall retake Ellish and reclaim the lands once called the breadbasket
of the Republic."
"And so I come before you today with a single number to present. I can assure you that without meeting this number, conquest of Ellish is
all but impossible. But with the budget we have devised, we shall have the best chance we have ever had. No, the best chance we likely _will_
ever have of retaking our lands from our ancient foe."
"Your Honours, to reclaim Ellish and our lands, the budget for this war is twenty-five billion stenis."
Fidelia glances between Rislan and Donos and inquires, "Has the Republic given you any assurance of how much money they will pledge for this
endeavour?" *Firan*
Ojitar considers the fee being requested, a great deal higher than what was required in previous campaigns, and yet the Gold Dragon does not
appear particularly startled by the sum. He leans in to better hear the answer to Fidelia's important question.
Donos looks towards Rislan, answering simply. "Prince High General Rislan is doubtless up to date with the Republic's finances, I do not
know if the amount prepared has changed since my last words with the Lord Viceroy." *Firan*
Luna does not look at all surprised at the sum. She merely waits.
Rislan raises from his seat and says, "The Republic Currently has 10 billion budgeted for next offensive that First General Donos has been
planning. We would ask that the Clans be able to contribute to the war effort to help us make the other 15 billion we need base on these
projections." *Firan*
Melani looks surprised! Or better put, she looks a little confused. She is definitely doing math in her head...
Fiero nods to something that Fidelia says at the table and pulls out a blank piece of parchment and sits it next to the meeting minutes,
working on two things at once, yes he is.
Donos remains standing at attention in the middle of the hall, attention currently fixed on a spot about a foot above Rislan and Fidelia's
heads in the middle of the table.
Fidelia observes a moment of silence as clan leaders do math.
Ojitar says blandly, "It is understood that that the larger clans have traditionally contributed a much greater share of their wealth toward
the war effort, and the Gold Dragon Clan will not neglect this tradition. We are willing to give perhaps five billion stenis." *Firan*
Melani says "Is it completely out of line for me to suggest that charities also be tapped for this? Is the Republic Military fund being
considered? And any other charity that has a grand surplus of funds?" *Firan*
Fiora just stares, all the huge numbers swirling around in the confusion. In fact Fiora looks like she might be confused by more than well a
large normal number... She does have enough thought left to make sure that no one is signaling for a drink, or looking thirsty at the Clan Council
table.
Luna says dryly, "If the Republic Military Fund is not being tapped for this, I would be very surprised; and put out. I propose that it be so
utilized. The Griffon clan is, of course, small and not as wealthy as some of our larger or more ostentatious neighbours. However, I pledge from
clan and personal funds alike, fifty million stenis." *Firan*
Rislan says "The Republic Military Charity is already figured into our Budget, Other charities we can contact their coordinators to see what
they can give." *Firan*
Yaffros rises from the seats, and bows elegantly. "May I have permission to interrupt the meeting by calling for a messenger? Her honor Ania
should hear of the proceedings here, but she is unfortunately detained elsewhere." *Firan*
Rikon answers, "Our economists will take down the numbers and work it out as soon as possible." *Firan*
"You may," Fidelia replies to Yaffros.
Yaffros pays someone to deliver a message.
Melani nods and says, "The Republic Education fund will give 30 million then. I was going to offer it for training of soldiers, but there is a
great surplus in it, more than we use, could even probably be easily done with 35 million actually. Let's do that. And I ... don't believe my
husband was expecting such a figure. I am underprepared to make a pledge from the Chimera clan. I believe we could spare 100 million, but I am
not certain, and it could be more. I am underprepared... unfortunately." *Firan*
Luna nods. "I will check the funds in the charities which I personally control. Based on the amounts available, I shall up our contribution
accordingly." *Firan*
Rislan nods to Rikon, "Thank you Lord Rikon, If you have a rough estimate, that would be helpful, if not We'll wait to hear from you." Rislan looks
to Yaffros then and says, "Thank you Lord Yaffros.. I will speak with Clan Leader Ania as well. As the Eagle Clan Minister of Economics, do you
have an estimate on how much my wife's clan has to work with?" *Firan*
Prima offers for the Ticanee, "Numbers spoken of here, and all information will be sent to the Ticanee leadership, and our pledge will be sent
as soon as possible.."
Yaffros rises and bows. "Alas, I do not have access to that information at this time, my prince." *Firan*
Sabiana enters followed by 10 Bear clan guards.
Fidelia has a distant expression that may indicate she is communing with the gods -- or doing figures. "I think," she says cautiously, "the
contribution the clan of the Bear may pledge is four billion stenis. Furthermore, I can pledge the entirety of the Firan Health Fund toward
medicines for soldiers, which comes to approximately 9 million stenis at present, and a further 200 million stenis from the personal account of
the Ista Aldrik family." *Firan*
Selene stands up in a huff...nearly quivering with her intent to speak...but for once, maybe Elik's clamped his hand over her mouth, for she
stands quiet...waiting to be acknowledged.
Daphrus praised Fidelia because 'Booyah.'!
Rislan nods to Fidelia, "Very good then, We are just south of 9 Billion then. 6 billion and change to go." *Firan*
Lutrios enters followed by 10 Hydra clan guards.
Ojitar notes, "It will be important to hear figures from the Eagles and the Cockatrice, I think. They are our two other largest clans. If pressed,
the Gold Dragon clan could potentially provide more, but I will wait to hear the figures first." *Firan*
Jericho has arrived.
Fidelia nods to Ojitar. "I could potentially provide a little more, but not in the billions I am afraid." She looks thoughtful. "We could levy a
war tax, I suppose. It would not be popular, but for the price of a cheese pie we could have much more money in the coffers. Lord First General,"
she addresses Donos, "what will happen if there is a shortfall?" *Firan*
Lutrios makes his way to the table and notices the Hydra Clan seat empty and takes it without a word.
Rislan nods to Ojitar, "I can't speak on behalf of my wife, as I'm here representing the Viceroy today.... I'm going to make sure we give all
we are able." He looks to Fidelia then and says, "It would not be propular, but this is perhaps another good way to call on our charities....
to help the people at a time when we have to ask a little more of them." *Firan*
Melani is still doing math. Only she does not have anything to write on, so she is using her finger on the table, and the imaginary numbers
she makes there...
Donos tilts his head towards Fidelia. "That will depend on the amount of the shortfall, and our luck in the field, Your Honour. However, without
the budget I have outlaid, I deem it highly unlikely that we will be able to retake Ellish. Indeed, given the efforts already undertaken within
the military and this city alone, I think we would be unable to mount a sizeable campaign to do so for several years. If needed I can outline
what the sums will mean to our troops and the reward for that investment." *Firan*
Fidelia offers, after some math, "For the price of a cheese pie from every citizen of the republic, we could raise over six billion stenis!" *Firan*
Rikon nods. "I like that idea." *Firan*
Luna states, "Aye. That is a not terribly significant tax." *Firan*
Ojitar grins. "That sounds reasonable." *Firan*
Melani blinks at Fidelia and then nods, "That ... is .. really good, Your Honor." *Firan*
Selene blurts out, "I'll pledge 1 billion of my own personal funds to the war effort." so much for waiting to be acnkowledged. *Firan*
Ojitar cheers Selene!
Luna cheers Selene!
Daphrus praised Selene!
Prima cheers Selene!
Sotiris cheers Selene!
Yaffros cheers Selene!
Jia cheers Selene!
Aldrin cheers Selene!
Emee cheers Selene!
Eriden praised Selene!
Soliana cheers Selene!
Marsalos cheers Selene!
Melani cheers Selene!
Quenna cheers Selene!
Yacen praised Selene!
Soliana praised Selene!
Serina cheers Selene!
Jericho cheers Selene!
Daemio praised Selene!
Serina praised Selene because ' she's incredibly generous!'!
Fiero cheers Selene!
Fidelia praised Selene!
Shenisa praised Selene!
Srenni praised Selene!
Emee praised Selene!
Rislan cheers Selene!
Luna applauds Selene, nodding to the princess.
Rislan nods to Fidelia and says, "I'd support asking such of the republic..... Hell I'd even be willing to find a baker that wanted to make
a cheese pie for every citizen that the can come and claim after the offenseive." *Firan*
Hearing this from Selene, drunk or not, Ojitar applauds her with a hearty, 'Hear hear!'
Lutrios clears his throat softly. "I have not reviewed Hydra Clan funds closely this season, but we will contribute all we are able. Though,
we are a small clan and we will not be able to contribute the amounts that other clans are able." He gives Selene a quiet nod of approval.
He's Hydran, cheering are that they noticed you are alive. *Firan*
Fidelia was too busy with figures to notice Selene's need to speech, but applauds the princess. "Then let us ask of our citizens the cost of a
cheese pie," she says in her whisper of a voice. "Is your life worth a cheese pie?" *Firan*
Donos blinks, turning to look at Selene with a surprised expression. "I...thank you your Highness." He looks back at Fidelia. "Your Honour, as
you know I'm a soldier more than a banker. Knowing, however, of your own frequent comments on how long taxes can take to gather, I fear that
the sum you mention might take some months to arrive. It would, therefore be hard to be sure we would have it all in time." *Firan*
"Yes!" Odoni blurts out, before she can stop herself. She blushes furiously, apologizing quickly! "I'm sorry, Your Honour," she squirms in her seat.
She's impassioned!
Selene levels a glance around the room..."And I challenge you all to do the same...if your clans cannot meet the funds as set by the war council,
dig deep into your own coffers...we will take Ellish this year!" *Firan*
Marsalos is smiling a bit, but of course silent as he watches this unfold.
Lutrios mutters, "Love but .. mother ......... the ...... ... took ... .... ... the ....."
Selene nods at Fidelia, taking to heart her softly whispered comment...trust the princess to take an idea and RUN with it.
Rislan nods to Donos, "Which is why I think it is worth asking a little more from our citizens while we continue to see what the Cockatrice,
Eagle and Hydra clans can commit to." *Firan*
Fidelia replies to Donos, "Then can we manage on credit? If we are collecting taxes and we /know/ the money is coming, cannot the crafters and suppliers
wait a month or two for the money? It is not something I easily ask, but it is for the war. For Ellish and for freedom." *Firan*
Luna waits for Donos' response.
Argin enters followed by 7 republic guards.
Better late than never. Argin swaggers in, fashionably late, and finds a seat.
Evius has arrived.
Donos says "That may be possible, your Honour. However, it is very hard, when besieging walls to be waiting for a supply of ballista bolts from
Scirlut because the crafters there making them have been tardy owing to not being paid. My staff believes we need the funds ready for when we launch
our assault. Having them arrive after may assist with the securing and restructuring of Ellish, and the massive operation of dealing with our freed
people, but it might not be there in time to allow us to actually take it. We have a few weeks before we leave, however, so one would hope it would be
in time, with the contributions from those clans who have not made such as yet." *Firan*
"I do not think all could but certainly some crafters could." Melani pauses and then asks, "Lord Donos, does that figure include anything after the
retaking? A budget of what would be needed to hold it, education of the freed slaves and such? Or is it just up until the act of reclamation?"
Fidelia nods to the First General. "And what are the benefits of the full amount?" she inquires, after pausing to allow Melani to ask her question. *Firan*
"My task is to tale Ellish, Lady Melani. As part of that I have, of course, considered holding it through the winter and also have military plans for the
defence of the Republic in the future. I have have officers engaged in a great amount of planning and preparing for our freed people. With regards to the
city itself and dealing with it, that would be a political decision. I have budgeted for it, however." Donos clears his throat before continuing.
Rislan considers for a moment, "Well currently we are at 20 billion. The Republics budgeted 10 billon and a further 10 bilion that has been pledged here
tonight. We have 3 clans to try and make up 5 billion between, which I think could be possible. Basically at this point I think the question needs to be.
do we levy the emergency war tax as an emergency measure in hopes that the ammounts /could/ be collected in time if the remaining clans cannot raise
enough? Or do we take our chances and wait until we hear from the Eagle, Cockatrice and Hydra clans and hope that if it is not enough an emergency tax
will be better late than never?" *Firan*
Donos says "Without going into a long list, to summarise what this means, and remembering above all that I consider this amount to be our chance of
taking Ellish. Anything less may well see us falter. Increased number of trained-litter bearers with their own escorts so we can get the injured back
to the healers faster. Better quality and quantity of food and armour, as well as increased amounts of wagons and transportation mean the army not only
moves faster, but will fight faster and harder with better morale. Increased number of runners, together with the aformentioned transportation means that
our army will be the most organised and efficient it has ever been. With the number of scouts we are taking, we shall be able to know the Goat's movements
far sooner and in more detail than ever before. This will allow me to plan our battles in such a way that we will be fighting them with as close to parity
in numbers as we can achieve. Which, combined with our efforts in battlefield leadership and tactics will prove a decisive factor. And lastly the amount
of supplies means we can conduct combat missions deep into the occupied lands tying up..well, to say more would be to go into actual strategy for this
war." *Firan*
Melani says "So.. Yes? The 25 billion includes plans for holding it?" And then she adds, "The Chimera may be able to give more too. I was throwing out a
figure but...I would like to see it increased. I just don't dare do it on my own without Clan Leader Torianos' approval." *Firan*
Belome departs the council quietly after a small controversy at the griffon benches
Donos smiles at Melani. "I had no intention of planning a war without the means to hold what we reclaim, Lady Melani. That would be foolhardy
indeed." *Firan*
Melani grins at Donos, "I did not mean to presume, Lord Uncle General Donos... only I would be remiss had I not asked!" *Firan*
Torianos enters followed by 10 Chimera clan guards.
Melani claims everyone even passingly related to her. Mostly.
"Oh!" Torianos arrives! Melani stands up and smiles at him, waiting for him to take her seat so she can bend and whisper whisper whisper in his ear.
Torianos strides in late, deposits weapons and moves to take his seat with a smile for Melani. He whispers briefly with her before the exchange finishes.
Lutrios leans forward at the table again. "The Hydra Clan does not have a billion I could promise away at this point. I will talk to His Honor, however
and we will get as close to that as we can, say 3/4 of a billion at this point in time?" *Firan*
Fidelia hrms at Rislan. "Your figures have us at 20 billion. We need 5 more. We're waiting to hear back. My proposed cheese pie tax would give us 6
billion, but it could also be lowered. I think the lion's share of the rest must come from the Eagles; they are large and wealthy, but I do not know what
state their treasury is in." *Firan*
Donos inclines his head towards Lutious. "Thank you Lord Lutrios" *Firan*
Melani whispers a lot. This does not necessarily mean that she is actually remembering to tell him everything, it's just a state of being Melani. She
talks a lot even when she doesn't say a whole lot.
Rislan nods to Lutrios and motions to a scribe somewhere to write that down, "Thank you Lord Lutrios." Rislan says before he looks to Fidelia, "I'll
find out what we have to work with immediately after the meeting." *Firan*
Torianos speaks up once Melani fills him in. "The Chimera clan feels safe in upping their proposed contribution to 225 million and then I'll toss an
additional 25 million of my own funds in to round it out." He lays his hand down flat on the council table and waits to see what comes of that
addition. *Firan*
Ojitar asks Donos, "What is our total now, General?" *Firan*
Rislan has been trying to keep a running total as well and says, "I'm getting 21.89 Billion, butI might have missed a few pledges... is that about
what you are coming to Lord First General?" *Firan*
Donos gives a slight wave of his hand, turning to look at one of his aides who has been scribbling the amounts. The frightened looking man looks up,
rechecks his numbers, opens his mouth, rechecks them again and then nods. "My staff say that's around the figure, yes your Highness. With ahh, three
clans still to make their commitment to the war." *Firan*
Rislan nods to Donos and says, "I'd be /very/ suprised if the Eagle Clan could not donated a signiicant portion. My wife's clan has had some rough
years, but has been very stable and growing since she took the Medalion. I regrettable don't have access to the exact figures." Cause.. y'know.. he's
still a Chimera and all. *Firan*
Torianos glances around the council table for a moment. "Can anyone speak for the clans that haven't spoken up yet?" He asks it more for information,
rather than some sort of challenge. *Firan*
"Everyone has spoken, I think?" Rikon looks around at the table.
"We have no figures from the Eagles or the Cockatrice," Ojitar replies. "But neither Clan Leader is present. I suppose we have all the information
we can gather for now."
Ojitar adds, "Or the Ticanee." *Firan*
"I said, we need to study our finances a bit before committing to a firm number," Rikon restates.
Ojitar says "I think we're all clear on that, thank you." *Firan*
Prima speaks up again, "I can not speak for the clan without having full figures. But the Oshta will be shown all notes from this meeting. We the
Ticanee have always given what is possible for such a small clan, and I have no doubt will do so again. But, as a few other families have spoken of
their donations. I can pledge 3 million stenis from the Dawn family, not much compared to others but hopefully it will bring in other non-royal noble
families.." Now that that little speech is done, she settles back again.
Luna nods slightly. "I have thus far collected from those responding to my speech," she states, "four million stenis, which shall be granted for the
war effort separately from the Griffon clan's overall offerings. Should more take advantage of the offer, more funds shall accordingly be made
available." *Firan*
Luna motions to two of her guards, who have with them a sizable chest. "Lord General," she tells Donos, "accept from my people this. It may be only a
drop in the ocean of need, but I will pray that the rest shall soon come - as seems likely." *Firan*
Selene cheers Prima!
Selene cheers Fidelia!
Selene cheers Torianos!
Selene cheers Luna!
Carana cheers Luna!
Fidelia praised Luna!
Torianos smirks over at Selene for a minute and then adds. "The Chimera clan will see what other funds we can come up with if it seems that we need more,
after the other clans have had the time they need to state a certain number." *Firan*
Donos inclines his head towards Luna, motioning to his aides "Thank you Your Honour. I am sure the people who donated these sums will soon enjoy their
land and shops in the freed city of Ellish." *Firan*
Thaddia makes a motion towards Fidelia, indicating she'd like to say something.
Fidelia inclines her head to Thaddia.
Thaddia rises, "I'll pledge two million stenis towards the goal, Your Honors. It's not much, in the grand scheme of things, but every bit gets us
closer." *Firan*
Fidelia nods to Thaddia. "Thank you, your highness." *Firan*
Luna leans towards Rislan, murmuring something to him.
Argin looks at Fidelia and raises his hand partially, indicating a desire to speak. He's looking distinctly pissed off about something.
Shenisa also lifts a hand, looking toward Fidelia.
Melani rises and starts to leave, but then Argin is going to speak... she pauses at the door to wait.
Fidelia glances over to make sure the aides are scrawling down the figures and says, "I see a number of people wishing to address the council. As
your concerns about war are important, if you could make a line, the council and the First General will answer you." *Firan*
Argin gets in line.
Quenna gets in line.
Shenisa gets in line.
Marsalos continues talking quietly at the Eagle table.
Thaddia retakes her seat once she's been acknowledged. No fancy speechifying.
Fidelia calls Argin to come forward.
"This is ludicrous," Argin snaps. "The Bears pledge five billion alone. I applaud them. The Hydra Clan is pledging nearly one billion stenis
themselves. The Hydras - a clan that has not yet recovered from war in recent years after nearly tearing itself apart, and they are pledging nearly
a billion stenis to this war." He gives a long pause before continuing. "In the interest of full disclosure, I would like to call for public audits
to be made on each clan's treasury. Is this war not the entire reason the Republic exists? I say let every clan make this ultimate showing of unity,
because I would personally like to see proof on paper if there is any clan which cannot at least meet the Hydra Clan's contribution." He stops before
adding, "...Perhaps, with the exception of the Ticanee." Because there's like ten of them, and they roll around in the mud and can't even afford to
clothe themselves properly. "I and fifty thousand other Firans are willing to go live in tents, sleep in the dirt all summer, and risk our lives in
the interest of Firan freedom," the prince says hotly, pointing in the general direction of what one would assume to be Ellish. "...So is it truly
that unreasonable of a request for the clans to show cooperation in sharing every last steni that they can conceivably spare?"
Luna narrows her eyes at Argin. "Prince Argin, if you are accusing me and my clan of subterfuge," her voice is cold and made of ice, "then I will
gladly take you, right now, to the bank to show you the figures for my clan's funds." She rises to her feet without haste. "Shall we?" *Firan*
Docci gets in line.
Zutrik gets in line.
"Your Honor," Argin says to Luna. "If you are serious, than I accept your offer. Excuse me for my vigorous words, but this war is pretty much the
sole reason my family has existed since long before I was born. If there are clans that truly cannot spare any more, than so be it. They are to be
applauded for their contributions. But, I would wish to see proof."
Luna stands and leaves The Clan Leader Table.
Melani gets in line.
Selene cheers Argin!
Luna nods, stepps away from the clan table. "By all means," she states dryly. "If the other leaders and proxies will excuse us. We will return
shortly. I will demand an accounting of the charities in my control so that I may give those figures to the council upon my return, as well." *Firan*
Fidelia says by way of reply, tone starting more reasonable and growing more heated as she continues, "I have trust in my fellows at the table that they
are commited to the cause of freeing Ellish. I have laid down most of the stenis in my treasury, and I would scrape it to free Ellish, and I trust all
feel the same. I think as things are at present if any do not appear to be bearing their fair share of the burden, the public will convict them more
completely than audits could. The people want Ellish free. Let those shirking their duty fear /them/." *Firan*
Argin actually smiles at Fidelia, then. It will probably never happen again.
Torianos levels a flat stare at Argin also. "Prince Argin, if the Chimera Clan were able to meet the Hydra clans donation, we would. I'm not ruling
out the possibility of increasing the Chimera clan's donation but I would like to know where all of the clans stand before I go and audit the clans
finances in order to dig up more stenis." He looks to the table again. "Do we have any idea how much longer it would take before we might have those
figures from the remaining clans?" *Firan*
Docci gets out of line.
Fidelia keeps the line moving.
Fidelia calls Quenna to come forward.
Luna turns to start for the doors, guards falling in line behind her. She seems to expect Argin can keep up on his own.
Argin adds after a moment, "I will not seek to burden the Council any further for the moment. If Clan Leader Luna is willing to speak with me later,
then I will make myself available after the meeting." He nods politely and returns to his seat. *Firan*
Luna pauses, looking coolly to Argin. "I am up, Prince Argin; I do not intend to waste my energy. Lady Proxy Carana will take my place at the table until
my return. I do not imagine that it will take long." *Firan*
In that case! Argin rises once more and moves to join Luna. "As Your Honor wishes."
Argin starts following Luna.
After the large Lord makes his stand, the much smaller Cockatrice Mes makes her way up. "I am Sentry Quenna Eesani of the Cockatrice clan. Thank you for
hearing me out tonight. With all this talk of big numbers, what I can donate may seem paltry, but I am ready to give all I can fer this war. If it'll
help keep our soldiers safe, and take back our friends and loved ones, I'd give everything I have." Quenna notices herself getting a bit heated and
calms herself down. "I cannot give a definate number yet. But I am willing to donate between 1 and 3 million to help the war effort. I know it isn't
much, and I will need to check how much my family as a whole can donate, but from my pockets alone, I am willing to give between one and three million."
Serina cheers Quenna!
Selene cheers Quenna!
Jericho cheers Quenna!
Jericho cheers Quenna!
Ojitar cheers Quenna!
Eriden cheers Quenna!
Fidelia nods to one of the aides to write that amount down. "Thank you, sentry. The Republic appreciates your contribution." *Firan*
Docci stands from his place and looks towards Argin. "Perhaps your highness I might offer my assistance. If you really wish to find out about such
things as finance and do not wish to take the council of her honor and high priestess of the Firan realms then perhaps I can offer my assistance. My
career up until I was taken prisoner in Ellish and left to rot was to defend the honor of our laws and of the Firan people. What if I were to speak with
each clan leader one by one over the next bit of time and gather the information that you are wanting. I can deliver the information at the next clan
council meeting or at the very least pass it along through the High Priestess, Clan Leader Fidelia Ista Aldrik. It would save you time and
conflict." *Firan*
Jericho looks over to Quenna as she stands and pledges 3 million. He gives out a cheer for his fellow pilot!
Donos turns from his central spot facing the clan council, dipping his head towards Quenna before facing the leaders of the clans once more.
Fidelia calls Shenisa to come forward.
Carana rises up as Luna departs and she waits for the clan leader to leave the building before taking her seat.
Argin looks at Docci and then Fidelia. "...I would defer to Clan Leader Fidelia and the rest of the council on that suggestion, Lord Docci. I have made
my request, and I stand by it, but it is their decision ultimately." He waits, then, since Luna is raring to go. *Firan*
Luna goes! With blood in her eye and a sword in her ha- wait, no. She nods slightly, stating, "Were there time enough, perhaps. However, as time is
of the essence in war preparation, I prefer to handle this ... myself." And she sweeps out regally, chin held high! *Firan*
Ion likewise stands, albeit with a slightly downcast gaze that might be considered a bow. Of sorts. Naturally, he waits for the nobles to sit before
doing so himself.
Shenisa rises from her bench as she's called forward and she curtsies to the Clan Leader's table. "On behalf of the Manosik family, I should wish to
pledge ten million stenis for the war effort," she says. "Any little bit does help, doesn't it?" *Firan*
Sotiris gets in line.
Fidelia nods to Shenisa. "Every little bit helps, Lady Shenisa. Thank you." *Firan*
Ojitar cheers Shenisa!
Fidelia praised Shenisa!
Serina cheers Shenisa!
Prima praised Shenisa!
Eriden cheers Shenisa!
Selene cheers Shenisa!
Ojitar praised Shenisa because 'She shows the generous spirit of the Gold Dragon Clan with her philanthropy.'!
Shenisa nods her head and retakes her seat, smiling at her Clan Leader's words of praise.
Fidelia calls Zutrik to come forward.
Docci sighs and looks back towards Luna as she leaves the clan council table and the unity building. Docci looks back towards Fidelia and shakes his
head to her as if to give a message.
Marsalos gets in line.
Marsalos speaks quietly at the table with those there, before he stands up in his republic greens and also joins the line.
Rislan is watching the proceeedings, relatively quiet as everyone makes their pledges, He bows to each in thanks as they do, letting everyone say their
peace before he says anything. Something at the Chimera bench catches his eye and the Prince wanders over there to murmur with someone quickly.
Zutrik stands and walks to stand before the council. He offers his best grin, which is very good indeed, as a hand runs through his short curls. "Your
Honors, I know I'm just a child still, and I don't have millions or billions of stenis to offer to the War Effort. But, the thing is...this fight is
against the true enemy, and it's everyone's fight. It's why I joined the Child Aides. It's why I know that I'll be joining in the fighting after my
Ceremony, just like my father and like my brothers, and everyone else." He pauses and says, "Again, I'm just a child, and I know that I don't have as
much money as a lot of people do, but I think that it's only right that I do my part as well, and offer the sum of 35,000 stenis to the war effort."
He pauses, and beams a wide grin upon the council, "I'm sure that House N'Gato will add more to that, but I was the only one here tonight." He then bows
to the group of Clan Leaders. Sometimes...it helps to be cute. *Firan*
Selene cheers Zutrik!
Ojitar cheers Zutrik!
Docci cheers Zutrik!
Fidelia praised Zutrik!
Shenisa cheers Zutrik!
Serina cheers Zutrik!
Soliana praised Zutrik!
Docci says to the other Bears sitting at his bench after he retakes his seat a bit loudly, "That is the meaning of the Republic." *Firan*
Fidelia gives the boy a faint smile. "Thank you, Lord Zutrik," she says. "Every bit helps." *Firan*
Zutrik smiles brightly and says, "You're welcome, Your Honor." He then turns back towards the Hydra benches, although he /does/ give a bit of a grin towards one particular
person at the Bear Clan< Benches. *Firan*
Melani confers with Rislan very briefly, but smiles at him cheerfully as they speak. A whispered word of thanks follows, since Zutrik was ahead of her
in line, and she looks down at a parchment in her hands with many numbers written on it, waiting to be called before she starts her usual blabbering
long way around any topic...
Selene moves from her seat at the benches to stand at Donos's side for a moment.
Fidelia calls Melani to come forward.
Donos shakes his head at something Selene says, speaking back quietly.
Melani steps forward, "I don't remember numbers well, so I was not sure how much was in the Republic Education Fund, but... we can up the 35 million
to 52 million. Also, I pledge five million on my own stenis, and... the Antonian Apostasy funds... well... we've dithered over what to do with them,
and they total 121,141,971.807 stenis... , and Prince Deputy Viceroy General Rislan agrees that this would be a very good use for that money. So..."
She steps up and places that on the table before Fidelia, since it's a long number without any zeros. *Firan*
Torianos smiles at his wife and then turns to send a guard out of the room, after a few murmured words.
Fidelia smiles a little wider than is her wont at the young Elikista. "Thank you very much, Lady Melani. A great many soldiers will appreciate
those funds, I am sure." *Firan*
Ojitar cheers Melani!
Docci cheers Melani!
Zutrik cheers Melani!
Prima cheers Melani!
Fidelia praised Melani!
Serina cheers Melani!
Selene cheers Melani!
Soliana praised Melani!
Eriden praised Melani!
Selene cheers Rislan!
Shenisa cheers Melani!
Odoni cheers Melani!
Thaddia cheers Melani!
Fidelia calls Sotiris to come forward.
Melani goes to sit again! She loves to give money and things away. It really is her favorite thing, even if it's not her money or jewelry or...
clothes... horses, spaniels...
Ojitar continues watching the line of givers, silent except for a cheer given to each one no matter the amount they choose to contribute.
Sotiris's as pale as a man with dark skin can be as he steps forward, in front of Fidelia, he bows very deeply to start. HIs green eyes are closed
and he swallows before standing straight. "I wuuh..wuuh..wuuuuuh..would like to suuu..support with Aaah..aaah..all I can. I duuh..do not make much.
And it is nothing compared to the muuh..millions being offered. I give thhuu..thhuu..thuu the full amount of my bank-account. Aaah..aaah..ah sum of
less than ninety thousand Stenis. Aaah..aah.and fuuh..fuuh..further more, I am wuh..willing to have my pay docked buuh..buuh..by half from my Military
Suuh..service to guuh..guuh..go towards the greater effort. I puuh..pledge this in perputuity. Iih..it is muh..most important to me... Thuu..thank
you." *Firan*
Selene cheers Sotiris!
Serina cheers Sotiris!
Ojitar cheers Sotiris!
Zutrik cheers Sotiris!
Eriden praised Sotiris!
Emee cheers Sotiris!
Soliana praised Sotiris!
Emee praised Sotiris!
Ezekeus cheers Sotiris!
Shenisa cheers Sotiris!
Soliana cheers Sotiris!
Fidelia praised Sotiris!
Prima praised Sotiris!
Thaddia cheers Sotiris!
Selene nods as she continues to speak to Donos
Zutrik stands up and applauds Sotiris, grinning.
Selene says "It will be interesting to see what the auctions bring in as well. Have you found a warrior to carry Mer Anikos's sword into battle?" *Firan*
Fidelia says, "Thank you, sir. Every little bit helps. That's armour for a soldier, perhaps, or a tent above his head." *Firan*
Fidelia calls Marsalos to come forward.
Marsalos bows his head as he's addressed. Though weaponless in this room he's no doubt a soldier, standing proud in those greens with his hands folded
in formal stance at the small of his back. "As we wait for word from our most esteemed Clan Leader Ania on the contributions from our clan at large, the
noble houses of the Eagle Clan would like to make contributions in one voice. From House Iberik, 35 million stenis, plus 5 million of my personal funds.
And from House Tanelish, 100 million stenis. It may not raise the total to what is needed yet. But with enough individual drops, even the ocean will
rise." *Firan*
Carana had sat quietly listening to each person but she stands and departs with the arrival of Luna. She returns to her clan's bench, after a curtsy to
the clan leaders.
Ojitar cheers Marsalos!
Selene cheers Marsalos!
Serina cheers Marsalos!
Prima cheers Marsalos!
Soliana cheers Marsalos!
Eriden praised Marsalos!
Arik cheers Marsalos!
Zutrik cheers Marsalos!
Quenna watches Marsalos go up to speak. She always thought he had big pockets.
Luna returns to the council table, not interrupting just yet. She nods slightly to Fidelia, motioning that she wishes to speak.
Lutrios looks up at the promise of funds from the Tanelish family and his expression tightens, eyes darkening.
As Argin reenters the chamber with Luna, he says loudly, "I would like to thank Her Honor, Clan Leader Luna for demonstrating such ultimate devotion
to the Republic in her willingness to share her clan's financial records with me. She is a wise leader of her people." He returns to his seat after that.
Argin cheers Luna!
Soliana cheers Jia!
Eriden praised Jia!
Arik cheers Jia!
Tyrsun cheers Marsalos!
Yaffros cheers Jia!
Soliana praised Jia!
Marsalos cheers Yaffros!
Marsalos cheers Jia!
Serina cheers Jia!
Selene cheers Luna!
Tyrsun grins faintly from his seat as Marsalos makes a pledge from the eagles.
That done, and some golfclapping for Jia and for his father, Marsalos slides back into his seat.
Sotiris's quick- rushing back to the Chimera seats where he goes to hide the fact that was more frightening to him than falling off a Griffin. He sits,
quickly- and swallows deeply.
Docci gets in line.
Rislan nods to Argin, "Thank you, Prince Argin, as for the Audits of the other clans the Republic will take it under advisement." He turns back to
Marsalos then and bows offering thanks as he makes his donation as well. *Firan*
Selene stares at Donos, "What?" she questions loudly, looking around to glare at no one in particular since the targets are not present. Fuming she pays
attention once more to the pledging, this is better then a teleathon. *Firan*
Jia just watches the clan leaders as the cheering goes on. As she catches the narrowed gaze of her eldest whom she isn't speaking, she can't help but
nod. She mouths the words 'You're turn.'
Luna makes a statement before she sits down. "As Prince Argin is satisfied, I wish also to announce that after an examination of the roster of the
charities of which I am head, I am prepared to raise the Griffon clan's total contributions from fifty million stenis to one hundred million stenis.
Let none claim that we are even one minim less than wholly committed to freeing Ellish and driving out the Shamibelian foes." Her chin lifts, expression
impassive. *Firan*
Selene cheers Jia!
Carana cheers Luna!
Ojitar cheers Luna!
Serina cheers Luna!
Marsalos cheers Luna!
Zutrik cheers Luna!
Srenni praised Luna!
Selene cheers Luna!
Lutrios gives Jia a look that would if could be bottled could destroy Shamibel in short order. He'd love to donate, but his mother stole all the family
lands for the Tanelishes.
Melani claps a lot, so that even she's not sure who she's clapping for. Money for war! CLAP CLAP CLAP! Her hands are pink from vigorously smacking
together in a jubilant manner. CLAP.
Balinda gets in line.
Jia ignores the withering looks from Lutrios and speak softly at her table.
Ion praised Luna!
Fidelia calls Docci to come forward.
Docci stands from his place and looks around at all of the people. "Although my donation is not monetary as my wise head of household and clan leader
has already handed out over four billion stenis I can donate myself." Docci says with a smile that overcomes his normally wrinkled brow. For a moment.
"I will donate myself to the charity auction. A ride on the back of one of the Bear clan griffons followed by a meal at the roaring bear inn. And it
will be open to commoners and nobles." Docci says mentioning the word commoners rather dryly. "I will also as the commander of our clan military give
our clan griffons to the military for the upcoming war season for their use." Docci says. "I also challenge all others who has looks similar to mine to
do the same thing. It will offer someone a chance that they would never and will not ever get again."
Docci points towards the clan benches. "I am sure that Lady Xamori Teranzik of our Lord Viceroy's family would also do the same and offer herself for
auction. *Firan*
Selene cheers Docci!
Eriden cheers Docci!
Jericho gets in line.
Fidelia eyes her husband. "Thank you, dear," she murmurs. "I'm sure it will be a tremendous help." *Firan*
Jericho glances up as Docci speaks, smiling at his offer and gets up in line.
Fidelia calls Balinda to come forward.
Melani sends off the money. Honest.
Fidelia glances about the chamber and asks of the table, "Given it appears our business is concluded, I will take the meeting itself as closed. However,
could someone step outside and make a suitably rousing speech that we are receiving donations for the war effort here at present? We are, by my count,
some 4.4 billion short." *Firan*
Selene volunteers.."Cousin, I would like to make such a speech...with everyone's permission...and I can further address the auctions planned." *Firan*
Marsalos puts down 35000000 stenis.
Marsalos pays a courier to make a delivery.
A courier runs off with Marsalos's package.
Donos clears his throat. "If any Clan Leader wishes to discuss matters pertaining to the war with me, then I shall make the effort to make myself
available. Though..I do have one or two things to do over the next month or so." He smiles, making light of it. *Firan*
Zutrik puts down 35000 stenis.
Zutrik pays a courier to make a delivery.
A courier runs off with Zutrik's package.
Balinda quietly comes forward, sets a pouch of stenis to the side and says. "Perhaps this will help a bit, from the Garkansan family. Three million."
And she steps aside and has it delivered to the treasurer. *Firan*
Eriden cheers Balinda!
Selene cheers Balinda!
Selene cheers Donos!
Serina cheers Balinda!
Soliana praised Balinda!
Fidelia praised Balinda!
Luna leans in to murmur something to Fidelia.
Fidelia nods to Balinda. "Thank you very much, Dame. The Garkansan family has made many contributions to the war effort, in many ways, and we
remember." *Firan*
Shenisa zooms to do a money delivery!
Rislan is about to say something but then, Selene beats him to the punch, "I have no objections Aunt Princess Selene. I'm certain the people would
love to hear from you." He looks to Fidelia then and says, "Thank you Your Honor, I'm going to check my personal accounts right now and try and find
out what the Eagle clan can give as soon as possible.... I think it can do alot for the summ that remains." *Firan*
Balinda puts down 3000000 stenis.
Balinda pays a courier to make a delivery.
A courier runs off with Balinda's package.
Marsalos cheers Rislan!
Selene flashes a quick smile and scoots to collect her billion stenis...her poor guards, and speech!
Dicci puts down 40000 stenis.
Dicci pays a courier to make a delivery.
A courier runs off with Dicci's package.
Xamori seems to be in a sort of haze, listening to all the donations. That is until she hears her name. That snaps her right to attention. A sort of
mock-glare is given to Docci as she nods a silent pledge to the auction.
Docci stands from his place and looks about the room. He waits for his wife before going anywhere.
Yacen bows to the nobility on his way out.
Emee gracefully rises from her bench, curtseying to nobles before she makes her way out, quickly and thoughtfully.
Luna rises to claim the room's attention. "On behalf of the Griffon people, I wish to thank the gathered forces of the Republic. I hereby announce that
when Ellish is once again in our hands and the needs of reconstruction close to completion, the generosity of the clans and the individual families and
people of Anarinuell shall be immortalized in stone for all generations of the future to remember this - the coming together of a great and glorious
Republic to a better end." She nods fiercely, eyes hawkish and unblinking. *Firan*
Dicci impulsively sends off her entire purse. Well, almost. She has to keep a few stenis to pay the messenger.
Fidelia calls Jericho to come forward.
Srenni praised Luna!
Carana cheers Luna!
Torianos takes a message and sits bolt upright. He dips forward to murmur at the table again.
Torianos nods again to Fidelia and the table and then rises, leaving quite quickly. His guards snatch his weapons on the way out.
Serina slides quietly out of her seat and after curtsying to the head table makes her way out.
Ion rises to his feet and wanders out.
Zutrik blinks, and turns his head to follow Prince Torianos with his gaze, wondering what'sg oing on.
Jericho still stands there, dosen't look like he will have mouch to say.. he watches as people leave left and right and feels more and more akward. He
scratches the back of his head idly and waits to see if he will be called on..
Zafryn heads on into the building, Hours Late, tossing his quarterstaff into the weapons trunk as he goes. He hangs around the edges to get a sense of
what's going on, first.
Luna notes, "Another ninety thousand from my clan." *Firan*
Jericho was called! He steps forward slightly, "To.. Match Lord Docci's offer of a griffon ride I will offer the same for the auction since I imagen the
offer will be popular. A griffon ride on a republic griffon from myself or one of my pilots and a free training lesson on how to handle a griffon if the
person wants to learn." he says and finishes with a bow before he steps away. *Firan*
Zafryn gets in line.
Fidelia inclines her head to Jericho. "Thank you, sir. It will be appreciated." *Firan*
Prima stands from her first and probably last time on the CC and bows towards the CLan LEaders still there now that the meeting is over, and slips out
to handle more military stuff.
Docci looks at Jericho and he stares. HARD.
Fidelia calls Zafryn to come forward.
Zafryn steps forth, and bows towards the front of the room. "Your Honours. I see I am late, but I heard of the donations that was happening and all, so.
I decided to drop by." He clasps his hands behind his back. "I don't speak for my family, but, I'd like to pledge 100,000 stenis of my allowance towards
the cause." *Firan*
Jericho looks over and catches the stare from Docci. "I don't mean to slight you Lord Docci, it is a great idea and I imagen many people will be vying for
it at the Auction.. just.. giving them more chances.. my lord." *Firan*
Fidelia nods to Zafryn. "Thank you, sir. Every bit helps." *Firan*
Zafryn smiles brightly, bows once more, and heads to do that!
Luna announces, "Another million from the Griffon clan, Lord General." She motions the messenger to turn the stenis over. *Firan*
Docci looks at Jericho with the exact same look as before and then turns towards Fidelia without any more consideration of the commoner. He moves closer
to the table where Fidelia is close to and waits for her to be done.
Jericho blinks and simply makes his way out before he pisses off more nobles. He has that effect.
Tyrsun lingers for the moment, in case there's any more Firgalik presence needed this evening. He leans back against his bench, which he has to himself,
and folds his arms across his breastplate.
Xamori rises from her bench to get in line.
Dicci decides she has had enough meeting. She donated all her stenis, besides. She gets up and heads out.
Xamori gets in line.
Fidelia calls Xamori to come forward.
Xamori steps forwards, "I would like to remind the Council that I have 50 million stenis of your money in Festival Funds, if it's needed. It is still
several months before Festival (2 1/2 RL months)." Then all you CL people get to play the Festival Fund Pissing Matching which some of you have never
played! *Firan*
Fidelia blinks at that. "A notable idea, Lady Xamori. I can think of no more noble use for it." *Firan*
