The Noodle Cart Comes To Kaikielius

[Sor-Jan Xantha]

HMS DRAGON'S FANGhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/130454-the-dragons-fang/​

Entering the Kaikielius System​

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To be honest, he missed the Loronar science vessel.

When the Galactic Alliance had been at the height of its power and influence, the crown prince of Atrisia had traveled in a small planetary survey vessel rather than one of the larger combatants of the Galactic Alliance Defense Force. In a way, it had been his own protest against the statesmanship that so often went hand-in-hand with politics.

But those large combatant vessels had never been far. And travel in the Alliance had been safe in large part to the organized efforts of GADF, so he could afford to travel in an unarmed science vessel. The risks had been minimal.

Now, there were enemies at every turn. And few places to call for help.

And what pockets of allies that Atrisia might have had were lightyears away, scattered to the four winds of the known galaxy.

So they made sacrifices. Compromises. Set aside ego and ideals for the pragmatic realities, evaluating the course of action that would achieve the best outcome for Atrisia. And, for the moment, that meant joining with the First Order. A decision that brought with it no shortage of enemies. Both foreign and domestic.

And so the crown prince of Atrisia no longer traveled by unarmed science vessel.

Instead, a large star destroyer silently passed through the heliopause at the edge of the Kaikielius System. Passing through from out of the interstellar medium and into the solar system, the ship had exited hyperspace at a far enough range as to have allowed for the 2,000 meter vessel to have been detected ahead of its scheduled arrival as part of an invitation for talks concerning a trade agreement between the Interstellar Protectorate and the Atrisian Commonwealth.

No doubt, whatever agreement the two might come to would need to be reviewed by the First Order Foreign Ministry prior to ratification by the Atrisian Parliament, but even ceremonial envoys had meaning in terms of building bridges and exploring new possibilities.

[member="Primarch Iedolas"]​

 

[King Iedolas Solidor]

As it was customary, elzeri were a very punctual and precise people when it came to setting dates. One week had passed and they awaited with a delegation in the palace of Enfer, no music, no parade and no band marching down the yard to receive a echani that worked as a ‘senator’, one of the most despicable jobs it ever existed in this dim galaxy in his opinion. He met very few atrisians in the past, those strange pale species that resembled so much of the few near human species like no other, with very few exceptions.

By the standards of his people, this Shoma Ike would be a Baron or even a High Lord. That would rule a small, but very powerful and influential house in his planet, although, Iedolas was more interested in his wealth, the connections with this First Order, the Atrisians and trade routes. Standing with Marquis Halim at his side, and four of his personal knights, Iedolas waited. As a star destroyer, appeared in the sky, descending from the heavens.

“Be prepared.", he said waiting for them to land, with Marquis Halim nodding with his words, while he could feel himself a bit anxious about this interesting gathering. A long had passed since Kaikielius opened his borders to foreigners, a planet that always chose to preserve its culture and history instead of sharing it with the rest of the galaxy.

The deal with the First Order was working for them, one of the four major powers in the current galaxy. Such power was to be admired, as they took control and brought order to so many chaotic planets, with such magnificent displays of power and control, their ruthless in doing what was right was something he could truly admire. And fear.

[member="Shoma Ike"]​

 

[Sor-Jan Xantha]

The young Atrisian noble voyaged down to the planet in a shuttle.

A formation of X-Wing fighters accompanied, re-purposed starfighters that had been part of the Galactic Alliance Defense Forces stationed on Atrisia before the collapse of the Alliance.

Once the shuttle and its escorts had made the landing at the agreed upon coordinates, the teenage prince emerged from out of the courier. He was dressed in his formal white zhongshan suit, with a short, white cape hung off his shoulders. The Jedi lightsaber hung at his left hip, more as a ceremonial item than anything else. The subtle reminder that he was a member of the Alliance New Jedi Order.

"Hajimemashíte," the youth remarked, as his entourage approached the Protectorate delegation. Pausing a short distance away, the teen bowed. As he did, the entourage behind him did as well. When he straighted back up, the teen continued in the Atrisian language. "Atrisia no Shoma desu," he supplied, introducing himself, before giving another, deeper bow. Again, the entourage behind him bowed with him. "Dozoyoroshiku."

As the entourage straightened up from the second bow, a protocol droid stepped forward to interpret. "Greetings to you. I present Shoma of Atrisia," the protocol droid supplied, giving a short bow at the waist at that proclamation. Continuing, the protocol droid interpreted the final idiom as, "On behalf of the people of Atrisia and the First Order, we hope that these negotiations will be to our mutual benefit and understanding."

"For the negotiations, I will of course speak Basic," Shoma noted, with the hints of a smile playing at his youthful face.

[member="Primarch Iedolas"]​

 

[King Iedolas Solidor]

He knew very little about the atrisian style, but Iedolas liked what he saw. He always had to fancy anyone that was bold enough to dress in white, a color in Kaikielius that meant nobility, while the holy servants of the Gods dressed only in gold and gray, for white and black belonged to those who had a noble and high birth. The one in front of him was a mere boy, old enough to be a infant by the elzeri standards and yet he was in charge of this negotiations, something that he had to give him a lot of respect for it. As he approached, the Primarch with his delegation took a small measure as a token of respect for his traditions and ways, smiling with a warm feeling taking place in the ever serious expression in his solemn face, at his side, the steward of his house came forward holding his cane in front of his body with both hands, Marquis Halim Ondore was a proud and noble vahla, with wisdom he said in a calm tone.

“Welcome to Kaikielius, my lord.”, turning to his liege and lord, presenting him to Shoma Ike, “This is King Iedolas Solidor, Primarch of the Protectorate and ruler of Kaikielius.”, they always left the ‘Aldercapt’ out of the introductions for foreigners, Iedolas thought as a child that this was meant as a xenophobic thing, but his father told him that was disrespectful to teach the foreigners about their middle names without them being able to understand them. Iedolas, still with a smile in his lips, chose a calm and pleasant tone for his voice.

“I hope your lordship has made a great journey in here and finds time to see the wonders of our planet.”, mere trivialities meant to be as pleasant as the smile on the faces of his court watching them both. “Shall you accompany us in our return for the Palace? I’m sure after such journey your lordship must be starving.”, he was after such long day and could not wait to go back to Enfer to deal with the last preparations as required for his ball that would come up in a fortnight. Invitations were to be send, nobles to be selected and speech to be prepare to announce his plans for the others. "Your is quite the fascinating culture, I'm impressed to finally meet a Atrisian in the flesh." Which was no lie, for he had never meet one of them in his life, at least he thought so. If he said that in his eyes there was little difference of atrisians to humans, that would be disrespectful, so he simply smiled.

[member="Shoma Ike"]​