King Erasmus the Randomly Biased (
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[Log] Rebirth Height 4, lunch time!
Characters: King Erasmus the Utterly Unhelpful Randomly Biased and his reluctant loyal subjects!
Open? To all!
Where: The throne room in Schwanheim Castle. And possibly also the dinning room if you're late.
When: Just before lunch!
The castle in Schwanheim has two throne rooms. One is the type you would expect in these settings, an insanely ornate, intricately decorated work of art with a huge throne and stained glass and shining floors that echo when you walk down them. It's designed to humble and amaze those who would come and seek an audience with the king. It's also the type that gets aired out and dusted once a week and before important dignitaries and other royalty come for official visits.
The throne room that the King is in is rather different. Rich wood paneling, a comfy cushioned throne, rugs that seem a shame to wear shoes on, well lit by windows, big enough to fit 200 people, but not so big that it feels empty when the king is sitting around with just his cloud of advisers and bodyguards, chatting conversationally with a small cluster of his subjects.
The queue of visitors is rather short today, so give the steward your name and any title you happen to have and have a seat in the comfortable chairs in the waiting area until you're called in.
Open? To all!
Where: The throne room in Schwanheim Castle. And possibly also the dinning room if you're late.
When: Just before lunch!
The castle in Schwanheim has two throne rooms. One is the type you would expect in these settings, an insanely ornate, intricately decorated work of art with a huge throne and stained glass and shining floors that echo when you walk down them. It's designed to humble and amaze those who would come and seek an audience with the king. It's also the type that gets aired out and dusted once a week and before important dignitaries and other royalty come for official visits.
The throne room that the King is in is rather different. Rich wood paneling, a comfy cushioned throne, rugs that seem a shame to wear shoes on, well lit by windows, big enough to fit 200 people, but not so big that it feels empty when the king is sitting around with just his cloud of advisers and bodyguards, chatting conversationally with a small cluster of his subjects.
The queue of visitors is rather short today, so give the steward your name and any title you happen to have and have a seat in the comfortable chairs in the waiting area until you're called in.
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"Right on time! Send him in, send him in!" came the resulting, all too cheerful reply.
With another small bow, the steward steps back, holding the door open, a small quirk of a smile on his face.
It would appear that whatever impression was going to be made had already been in their first conversation.
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He sweeps in, and, though it galls him, kneels before the king's throne and salutes with a fist over his heart. He moves to his feet without being asked or given leave, which is the most show of disrespect he can manage, as one trained to behave as a proper Prince of Asgard.
"Loki Silvertongue," he announces himself. Not Odinson; not Laufeyson. This is a name he has earned. "I have come to ask you of the menace that threatens your land."
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"So we have called on you, hero from another world, to seek out the source of this great plague to our land and destroy it so that peace may return to my people."
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Then again, when did Thor ever bother to open a book?
"And as the birds fly," Loki asks. "Do they avoid the menace or travel freely above?"
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"Have to ask the soldiers that. Been far more worried about them on the ground than any flying things," the adviser shrugged. "Though it didn't seem to much like the catapult, so I don't think the birds'd do much better."
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"The catapult?" He questions.
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"Well, the first time we tried it, it was that ball of burning brush, and it just swallowed it all up like it was nothing. Tried another and the dang thing started growing like crazy out to where the catapult was. Nearly got that poor Oswin fellow in the process. Horrible mess that was," he sighed, shaking his head.
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He listens, frowns, nods. He has tangled -- heh -- with enchantments of thorns before. A sort of enchantment he could have defeated, were he at full strength.
"Then it responds to attack," he says. "I believe a first step will be to see where the birds fly, and perhaps take wing myself to see what may be seen."
He glances to the King, inclines his head, as a slight gesture of respect, and turns to face the advisor. "What else has been tried?"
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"It nearly made that poor mage kid cry when his spell didn't work too," one of the younger advisers pipped up. He was one of the only ones sitting, despite looking no older than 30.
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He paces a few steps, lean and tense. There's something of the wolf about him.
And he turns to the King.
"Your Majesty," he says, "you have already lost this battle. You cannot fight an enemy with a thousand arms, an enemy that does not suffer loss or pain. People may be killed, but the seeds of plants carry on the wind. You will never be able to rid yourself of this menace."
He pauses.
"Unless you find the source," he says. "Either there is some intelligence guiding this, or there is something to prompt the growth that we now see.
"So I ask you. Would you rather the heroes you find fight a battle they will lose, to protect your kingdom as long as possible, or find a way to learn the cause of the thorns?"
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"Perhaps, then, there is some wisdom to you after all."
A breath.
"In Asgard, I was a trusted adviser to the King." This is a lie, but he delivers it with the same equanimity as he has all else. It isn't so far from the truth, is it? -- He could easily have fallen into that role, with Thor.
"I hope that, in time, I can find the same is true here."
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He gives another bow.
He believes this concludes the audience.
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