The peace that formerly reigned in Terra Nova has eroded, now little more than a memory. War ravages the continent. Disputes divide kingdoms; ideals divide families. The quest for power consumes absolutely and indiscriminately. None are immune to its allure.
Who will rise and who will fall? Only time—and ambition—will tell.
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Arynnite armor: The armor have two states: active and inactive. When inactive, they look like little more than ornate metal bracers, easily ignored. When triggered, the armor covers Tybalt and serves as an exoskeleton. It will protect its wearer from physical damage and is practically indestructible.
The armor has a certain "preprogrammed" purpose which is to protect its host. To do so, it reacts to heightened emotional states such as fear and anger, at which point the armor will trigger regardless of whether or not Tybalt wants it to or even if he's immediately aware of the threat. It has some degree of awareness and sentience although very basic and one which struggles to differentiate between enemies and friends. Whilst not actually in possession of a will, the armor can guide or direct its host in a specific action, much like a reflex.
The armor needs to be "fed" as Tybalt has discovered meaning that he must hold and absorb through touch certain metals such as steel, copper, iron and tin, a process which takes a few minutes. Without which, the armor will begin to weaken and become less effective until no longer able to manifest.
Perhaps its greatest weakness is that if being consistently bashed or beaten, it would begin to repair itself by using parts of the armor from elsewhere. For instance, if the wearer is being consistently hit in the chest, the armor will begin to pool away from other parts of their body such as the feet and hands, leaving them vulnerable.
Post by Tybalt Zane on Jul 7, 2024 15:35:12 GMT -5
Tybalt let out a heavy sigh. He leaned forwards in his saddle a little. At the very least, Simon was being honest. There would be no beating around the bush, nor need to try and force out any secrets. The commander gave Augustus a brief glance. He studied the man's features, and relied on his sensitive hearing to try and pick up on his heartbeat in the hopes that it might provide some clue as to just what the duke was thinking right now.
It was as his wife spoke that the man tensed up. Tybalt was from a family which never typically criticized the royal family, although Helena might be something of an explanation at times, certainly, they would never have tried defending a man who had just openly admitted to something akin to treason. "Be that as it may..." Tybalt chose to answer as calmly as he was capable of being right now. "If everyone within the kingdom were to do the same, we would lose control of the streets come the end of the week."
Post by Augustus Rainecourt on Jul 8, 2024 12:47:13 GMT -5
Augustus was quiet for a moment. Tybalt was right: if every senior official in Lorendale were to take matters into their own hands when their wishes contradicted the Crown’s, they’d have no government to speak of. But at the same time, the Duke wasn’t wrong. The queen had failed to act, and the proposal he’d outlined was as good as any he’d seen.
“The commander is right,” Augustus replied, “We cannot afford rogue actors in such times as these. But be that as it may…” He sighed, “I must admit, Duke Mikaels, your proposal was sound. It would have been to the queen’s credit, as you say, Marshal Zane, to accept it before such action was taken.” Once again, Augustus was contemplative before he spoke.
“To move forward, Duke Mikaels, I can offer you a pardon on behalf of the queen. I will see to it that you are allowed to walk free. As for you, Marshal,” He looked to him, “I agree to return the proposal to the queen. To champion it, so long as you pledge your army to aid in its enforcement. To champion it among the Marshals, as I will at court.”
Post by Felicity Zane on Jul 9, 2024 10:17:15 GMT -5
Felicity flinched at Tybalt’s words. Simon wasn’t just anyone. He was a member of the royal court, an active participant and leader in their government. Still, she said nothing, allowing his words to silence her.
When Augustus spoke her eyes widened and she looked upon him with hope. It was not missed by Felicity that there was a time in which Augustus might have been the king of Lorendale. Now, in this moment, she saw how very fitting it would have been for their people.
“Of course.” She said without hesitation, without consulting Tybalt, but eagerly and even energetically. “It would be an honor.”
Arynnite armor: The armor have two states: active and inactive. When inactive, they look like little more than ornate metal bracers, easily ignored. When triggered, the armor covers Tybalt and serves as an exoskeleton. It will protect its wearer from physical damage and is practically indestructible.
The armor has a certain "preprogrammed" purpose which is to protect its host. To do so, it reacts to heightened emotional states such as fear and anger, at which point the armor will trigger regardless of whether or not Tybalt wants it to or even if he's immediately aware of the threat. It has some degree of awareness and sentience although very basic and one which struggles to differentiate between enemies and friends. Whilst not actually in possession of a will, the armor can guide or direct its host in a specific action, much like a reflex.
The armor needs to be "fed" as Tybalt has discovered meaning that he must hold and absorb through touch certain metals such as steel, copper, iron and tin, a process which takes a few minutes. Without which, the armor will begin to weaken and become less effective until no longer able to manifest.
Perhaps its greatest weakness is that if being consistently bashed or beaten, it would begin to repair itself by using parts of the armor from elsewhere. For instance, if the wearer is being consistently hit in the chest, the armor will begin to pool away from other parts of their body such as the feet and hands, leaving them vulnerable.
Post by Tybalt Zane on Jul 10, 2024 4:44:54 GMT -5
Tybalt glanced between all of the parties concerned, allowing things to play out for a little while. Augustus' solution, whilst it seemed to be sound enough to the commander still took the man by surprise. He allowed the duke to finish, and noted his wife's enthusiasm for the idea. He really didn't want to be the one to dampen the mood, but there was something which weighed on his mind. "Is the queen aware of this potential solution?" It wasn't something that had been discussed, or even mentioned to him at the time. It didn't sound like the sort of concept that she would potentially sign off on.
Then again, Iliana wasn't exactly known for signing off on anything really meaningful, least of all regarding the gifted. Wasn't that why they had found themselves here to begin with?
Post by Augustus Rainecourt on Jul 10, 2024 11:59:05 GMT -5
“She has seen the proposal, yes. It was not to her liking.” Augustus’s answer was a little less blunt than it should have been, but this was not a time for beating around the bush. The queen’s inaction had cost them—he’d become sure of it now. With a deep breath, he stood (and would expect others to stand as well, given his rank).
“So long it is agreeable to you,” He looked at Felicity, “I think it best, Duke Mikaels, if you remain here at Birkhall for the time being. Marshal Zane, if you could begin to speak with your fellows, to build a base of unity should it need to be called upon…” Augustus’s gaze fixed on her, as if it could communicate more than his words, “I think having a base of support in place sooner rather than later would be wise.”
Post by Felicity Zane on Jul 11, 2024 4:04:54 GMT -5
Felicity did not look at Tybalt as he addressed the elephant in the room. The elephant that was the queen, of course. The only one with the power to help Lorendale, and the only one, seemingly, unwilling to lift a finger. It begged the question she wouldn’t ask: and what of the king?
She stood when Augustus did. Everything seemed decided. She nodded, intent on doing just what had been asked of her.
Arynnite armor: The armor have two states: active and inactive. When inactive, they look like little more than ornate metal bracers, easily ignored. When triggered, the armor covers Tybalt and serves as an exoskeleton. It will protect its wearer from physical damage and is practically indestructible.
The armor has a certain "preprogrammed" purpose which is to protect its host. To do so, it reacts to heightened emotional states such as fear and anger, at which point the armor will trigger regardless of whether or not Tybalt wants it to or even if he's immediately aware of the threat. It has some degree of awareness and sentience although very basic and one which struggles to differentiate between enemies and friends. Whilst not actually in possession of a will, the armor can guide or direct its host in a specific action, much like a reflex.
The armor needs to be "fed" as Tybalt has discovered meaning that he must hold and absorb through touch certain metals such as steel, copper, iron and tin, a process which takes a few minutes. Without which, the armor will begin to weaken and become less effective until no longer able to manifest.
Perhaps its greatest weakness is that if being consistently bashed or beaten, it would begin to repair itself by using parts of the armor from elsewhere. For instance, if the wearer is being consistently hit in the chest, the armor will begin to pool away from other parts of their body such as the feet and hands, leaving them vulnerable.
Post by Tybalt Zane on Jul 11, 2024 15:20:46 GMT -5
Tybalt had half a mind to complain. He did not like going against the queen, or behind her back. This felt like it was walking something of a tightrope between the two, and so unsettled the commander. If he didn't speak, it was solely because it had been a long enough day already. The commander was tired, and couldn't face an argument, much less one where he feared that he would find himself alone. So he bit his tongue for the time being. The arrangement was... Something, he supposed. Although the idea of having Simon Mikaels under his roof didn't exactly please the commander. Birkhall was a big place, they should have been able to avoid one another.
Tybalt would turn to his wife, giving her a small bow, as the time came to say goodbye. "My lady..." If Augustus didn't bring this agreement to the queen's attention promptly, the commander most certainly would.
Post by Augustus Rainecourt on Jul 12, 2024 16:20:17 GMT -5
It was settled. Augustus would return to the palace, seeing that it was done. There would not be ample time to inform the queen of these developments before the Eldouir’s arrival at the palace and her subsequent abduction. So it would go unknown just how much Augustus planned to communicate to the queen, if anything at all.