Fa Tong was pleased. He was pleased to hear that this group of people was not going to let the previous empire continue. With that thought, he was convinced as this was the only invitation and a perfect situation.
Fa Tong: You are right! The time for Qin has past and a new one will come. I hope I can be part of this, if you will have me!
Jiang Sei's Audience Hall - Huainan
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The victorious group of troop arrive finally in the audience hall. In tow are Bing Xiao and Dang Tuan, prisoners of war. He made a camp just outside of Yiling while he rode ahead with a small group of riders and the prisoners. Once at the entrance to the mansion, he dismounts: "I am Gao Tong. I have come here victorious as I promised Lady Yi Lian. I am ready to do what I need to do in the following days as I have proven myself. Please ask Lady Yi Lian to see what to do with these two prisoners."
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JCH
Bao Deng: You are indeed needed. You are indeed wanted. I welcome you to Huainan. I'm sure when Lady Yi Lian comes back, she will most likely want to meet you.Pulteri wrote:Fa Tong was pleased. He was pleased to hear that this group of people was not going to let the previous empire continue. With that thought, he was convinced as this was the only invitation and a perfect situation.
Fa Tong: You are right! The time for Qin has past and a new one will come. I hope I can be part of this, if you will have me!
Please post your Officer Information in the Yi Lian Officer Information Thread. Please remember to delete your free officer information thread.
(I left a message with Kim, she will get to you as soon as she can)deeno wrote:The victorious group of troop arrive finally in the audience hall. In tow are Bing Xiao and Dang Tuan, prisoners of war. He made a camp just outside of Yiling while he rode ahead with a small group of riders and the prisoners. Once at the entrance to the mansion, he dismounts: "I am Gao Tong. I have come here victorious as I promised Lady Yi Lian. I am ready to do what I need to do in the following days as I have proven myself. Please ask Lady Yi Lian to see what to do with these two prisoners."
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Kimche
Yi Lian was busy doing her own things but the message traveled through the air in digital quality quickly reached her ears. She hastily came out from within and saw that Gao Tong, Tu Dao, Shen Ling, and Shan Shi were victorious. She was happy. Seeing Gao Tong, she smiled and said, "Welcome back, Sir Gao. It is good to hear that you are victorious. Sir Tu, and Lady Shen will also be welcomed. Please, do come inside, and let's have a celebration."deeno wrote:The victorious group of troop arrive finally in the audience hall. In tow are Bing Xiao and Dang Tuan, prisoners of war. He made a camp just outside of Yiling while he rode ahead with a small group of riders and the prisoners. Once at the entrance to the mansion, he dismounts: "I am Gao Tong. I have come here victorious as I promised Lady Yi Lian. I am ready to do what I need to do in the following days as I have proven myself. Please ask Lady Yi Lian to see what to do with these two prisoners."
Turning to the two prisoners, Yi Lian said, "Bing Xiao and Dang Tuan, even though you were defeated, you are being spared of your lives. Your transgressions are not severe enough to have me do otherwise, unlike the magistrate in Huaiyin. If you want a chance to prove yourselves, join my ranks."
Bing Xiao and Dang Tuan are offered service under Yi Lian's flag.
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Wren
Shen Ling's role in the battle was simple. She poisoned the enemy supplies so their less effective. She was happy that it did succeed and they were victorious. As they traveled towards this province, Shen Ling had wanted to meet this new uprising woman. When she saw her, she bowed courteously.
Shen Ling: It is a pleasure to meet you, Marquis Yi. Gao Tong had high regards for you. It is good to be here, finally.
Shen Ling: It is a pleasure to meet you, Marquis Yi. Gao Tong had high regards for you. It is good to be here, finally.
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The Blind Devil In The Halls of Yi . . .
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The Kijo started whistling out of tune again as she was escorted by the guards inside.
Being disarmed didn't bother her at all, for she hardly uses them anyway. She wished she wouldn't regret losing them this night.
She took her own time walking as casually as she can, darting glances here and there at any hallways and passages they passed by.
And if the guards didn't take her bag along with her weapons, she would be holding it at her back, firmly held by her right hand.
Ignoring the little squirms inside the bag, the Kijo idly wondered as to who she would get to meet here this night so full of bad luck.
Upon being escorted inside, the Kijo quickly noted the number of guards, their position and the manner of their equipment.
She also noted a man taking audiences. The Kijo only gave a soft sigh of disappointment.
And she berated her silly self for thinking she would get to see the Marquis, herself. Bah~! You must be dreaming, girl~!
At first glance, the Kijo didn't like the man's face at all. Not at all. Nu uh.
It's like one of those weird situations when you meet people and didn't like them for no logical reason at all.
You just don't like them, And you don't trust them. Period.
Yet she noticed, those sharp, intelligent eyes that gazed back at her.
And somehow at the back of her mind, the man's name, as he introduced himself, seemed familiar. Very familiar.
Bao Deng: "Hello there. I am Bao Deng. I understand that you had a letter from our administration. Who might have written you?"
"Hello yourself" was the first thing that came to the Kijo's mind for an answer.
And with that, she made a sly, sneering grin before she could stop herself, as she bit her lower lip with a smile.
The Kijo cleared her throat once, then twice, as if hinting at the escort beside to introduce her name.
And if the guard beside her failed to grab what she was obviously doing, the Kijo would then roll her eyes and simply introduce her name with her husky, slithering voice that sounded like the hiss of snakes . . .
Kijo Akki: "I am Kijo Akki. I think I may have heard your name somewhere . . . something about the battle of Xuyi, perhaps ~?"
The Kijo purposely ignored the question, stalling the man and buying some time to think of a name, any name at all, that could be an officer of the Marquis Yi.
But no~! Her silly mind really have to deny to give her any names that could help her, does it ~? Bah~!
Parting a stray hair from her face with a finger, she looked at the nearest chair, if there were any, then to Bao Deng, then back to the chair.
The Kijo then spoked in a mumbling voice, as dry as the sand . . .
Kijo Akki: "Nice chair . . ."
"Wish I could sit on it, >.>" was the next comment that she spoke on her mind.
And if there were any people in the audience beside her, that Bao Deng is in charge of:
The Kijo would first openly watch them, listen to what they are talking about, with a bored expression on her face, before she would speak any of these dialogues to Bao Deng.
((OOC: Please don't take offense, /me is just rping Akki lo~))
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<font color="green">Post Theme Song - "Hotline" - CiaraJCH wrote:After the search and disarming of all dangerous things, Kijio Akki is escorted inside. Bao Deng is taking audiences. There are guards inside.
Bao Deng: Hello there. I am Bao Deng. I understand that you had a letter from our administration. Who might have written you?
The Kijo started whistling out of tune again as she was escorted by the guards inside.
Being disarmed didn't bother her at all, for she hardly uses them anyway. She wished she wouldn't regret losing them this night.
She took her own time walking as casually as she can, darting glances here and there at any hallways and passages they passed by.
And if the guards didn't take her bag along with her weapons, she would be holding it at her back, firmly held by her right hand.
Ignoring the little squirms inside the bag, the Kijo idly wondered as to who she would get to meet here this night so full of bad luck.
Upon being escorted inside, the Kijo quickly noted the number of guards, their position and the manner of their equipment.
She also noted a man taking audiences. The Kijo only gave a soft sigh of disappointment.
And she berated her silly self for thinking she would get to see the Marquis, herself. Bah~! You must be dreaming, girl~!
At first glance, the Kijo didn't like the man's face at all. Not at all. Nu uh.
It's like one of those weird situations when you meet people and didn't like them for no logical reason at all.
You just don't like them, And you don't trust them. Period.
Yet she noticed, those sharp, intelligent eyes that gazed back at her.
And somehow at the back of her mind, the man's name, as he introduced himself, seemed familiar. Very familiar.
Bao Deng: "Hello there. I am Bao Deng. I understand that you had a letter from our administration. Who might have written you?"
"Hello yourself" was the first thing that came to the Kijo's mind for an answer.
And with that, she made a sly, sneering grin before she could stop herself, as she bit her lower lip with a smile.
The Kijo cleared her throat once, then twice, as if hinting at the escort beside to introduce her name.
And if the guard beside her failed to grab what she was obviously doing, the Kijo would then roll her eyes and simply introduce her name with her husky, slithering voice that sounded like the hiss of snakes . . .
Kijo Akki: "I am Kijo Akki. I think I may have heard your name somewhere . . . something about the battle of Xuyi, perhaps ~?"
The Kijo purposely ignored the question, stalling the man and buying some time to think of a name, any name at all, that could be an officer of the Marquis Yi.
But no~! Her silly mind really have to deny to give her any names that could help her, does it ~? Bah~!
Parting a stray hair from her face with a finger, she looked at the nearest chair, if there were any, then to Bao Deng, then back to the chair.
The Kijo then spoked in a mumbling voice, as dry as the sand . . .
Kijo Akki: "Nice chair . . ."
"Wish I could sit on it, >.>" was the next comment that she spoke on her mind.
And if there were any people in the audience beside her, that Bao Deng is in charge of:
The Kijo would first openly watch them, listen to what they are talking about, with a bored expression on her face, before she would speak any of these dialogues to Bao Deng.
((OOC: Please don't take offense, /me is just rping Akki lo~))
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Kijo Akki
It seemed that Wu had been absent of the invasions for some time, a piece of bliss perhaps. However, it was a bizaare move of the first Lady to rise without her husband's title who recently broke into the Wu province to the furthest city from her own capital; Jiangcheng. A city so far to the coast was very good for trade and also was close to an abandoned village, that of the recent self-made hermit Sima Gong. For so long he spent in hiding gaining followers who would soon gain him the strength to finally revive his home, while re-establishing the monastry of the water deities. Shuilong remembered the words he spoke to a man named Deng Wei, words that would mention no woman would rule the land; how contradictory of him to now sort in serving the Lady Yi. Why? If her rule spread to Jiangcheng, then he would have to serve her in order for him reviving his home-village would not seem a threat in her eyes.
"I wish to speak with the Lady Yi, I come from Wu province.." The gentle tones of the Mushi had not been heard for some time, only the Heavens in worship had listened to the fluid speeches of the Shuilong. Dressed in ceremonial Chaofu of a variety of blue, adorned a blue dragon upon the back and his very facial features resembled that of the water dragon; a some what grand sign of something far beyond the mind of man...
"I wish to speak with the Lady Yi, I come from Wu province.." The gentle tones of the Mushi had not been heard for some time, only the Heavens in worship had listened to the fluid speeches of the Shuilong. Dressed in ceremonial Chaofu of a variety of blue, adorned a blue dragon upon the back and his very facial features resembled that of the water dragon; a some what grand sign of something far beyond the mind of man...
Gong Fugui (龚富贵) zi Laoshan (老山), male (60)
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Skills: Civil Administrator III, Diplomat I, Engineer III, Politician I, Propagandist I, Saboteur I
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Skills: Civil Administrator III, Diplomat I, Engineer III, Politician I, Propagandist I, Saboteur I
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JCH
(For Greenfabre)
Bao Deng was surprised that this woman knew his name from just one battle. It gave him a sense of satisfaction to say the least.
Bao Deng: Yes, I was part of the Xuyi invasion force. It will most likely be the only bright shining day of my life, but I'm content. Now, to the topic, why are you here?
(For Gong Gong, Kim should be back tomorrow, but I'll do the preliminaries.)
The guards at the front of the mansion took a good look at the man. One of them step forward and addressed the man.
Guard: May we ask what this is about?
Bao Deng was surprised that this woman knew his name from just one battle. It gave him a sense of satisfaction to say the least.
Bao Deng: Yes, I was part of the Xuyi invasion force. It will most likely be the only bright shining day of my life, but I'm content. Now, to the topic, why are you here?
(For Gong Gong, Kim should be back tomorrow, but I'll do the preliminaries.)
The guards at the front of the mansion took a good look at the man. One of them step forward and addressed the man.
Guard: May we ask what this is about?
Turning his head to look at one of the guards who presented him in an expected manner. The Mushi politely inclined his head and smiled at his question. "I am trying to revive the village I was born in, which is near Jiangcheng, who the Lady Yi has just recently taken power of.. I wish to serve the Lady as a vassel of Wu province, in hopes that the revival of the village would not seem as a threat." Bowing lowly as a servant to master, Shuilong silently waited to be given access to see Yi Lian or searched; though how these men can believe a Mushi (monk/priest) could carry a weapon would come to Gong as quite a surprise...JCH wrote: (For Gong Gong, Kim should be back tomorrow, but I'll do the preliminaries.)
The guards at the front of the mansion took a good look at the man. One of them step forward and addressed the man.
Guard: May we ask what this is about?
Gong Fugui (龚富贵) zi Laoshan (老山), male (60)
49 - 48 - 70 - 92 - 64
Skills: Civil Administrator III, Diplomat I, Engineer III, Politician I, Propagandist I, Saboteur I
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Skills: Civil Administrator III, Diplomat I, Engineer III, Politician I, Propagandist I, Saboteur I
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Bao Deng: "Yes, I was part of the Xuyi invasion force. It will most likely be the only bright shining day of my life, but I'm content. Now, to the topic, why are you here?"
"Shining day my foot, why don't you let me sit first?" was the answer in the Kijo's mind.
Yet the Kijo only gave a sweet smile for an answer, something so sweet and beguiling, yet in reality, she was simply gritting her teeth.
Gritting her teeth in slight anger, causing a sweet fanged smile, half-wanting to bash the man's head with the bag she is carrying behind her.
The Kijo wondered if the man was as "gracious" a host like this to all the audiences he held.
Only then she noticed that she felt thirsty, and that her feet were sore and the bag behind her was getting heavier by every second she remained standing.
The Kijo didn't really care about the guards around the man, for whatever they are really worth.
If the Kijo would like to bash the man's head, she would really jump towards him and do more than bashing it.
Yet she tried to suppress her rising urge to bash someone by listening to the "music" she is "hearing" from her head.
It was calming yet the lyrics she heard were so sad, depressing and so lonely. Stupid men. And their stupid love. Dogs.
Kijo Akki: ". . ."
For a very long moment, the Kijo's mind drifted as all the sounds around her became lost and forgotten and the music inside her head was the only thing she paid attention to.
Leaning her weight on one feet, she stood there, staring at the chair, with lost eyes, as if it was made of gold or perhaps she really wants to take a sit?
The Kijo slowly closes her eyes for just a short moment and then opens them slowly just as well. Rinse and repeat.
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<font color="green">Music Playing in the Kijo's Head - "Sadness" - Lee HyoriJCH wrote:Bao Deng was surprised that . . .
Bao Deng: "Yes, I was part of the Xuyi invasion force. It will most likely be the only bright shining day of my life, but I'm content. Now, to the topic, why are you here?"
"Shining day my foot, why don't you let me sit first?" was the answer in the Kijo's mind.
Yet the Kijo only gave a sweet smile for an answer, something so sweet and beguiling, yet in reality, she was simply gritting her teeth.
Gritting her teeth in slight anger, causing a sweet fanged smile, half-wanting to bash the man's head with the bag she is carrying behind her.
The Kijo wondered if the man was as "gracious" a host like this to all the audiences he held.
Only then she noticed that she felt thirsty, and that her feet were sore and the bag behind her was getting heavier by every second she remained standing.
The Kijo didn't really care about the guards around the man, for whatever they are really worth.
If the Kijo would like to bash the man's head, she would really jump towards him and do more than bashing it.
Yet she tried to suppress her rising urge to bash someone by listening to the "music" she is "hearing" from her head.
It was calming yet the lyrics she heard were so sad, depressing and so lonely. Stupid men. And their stupid love. Dogs.
Kijo Akki: ". . ."
For a very long moment, the Kijo's mind drifted as all the sounds around her became lost and forgotten and the music inside her head was the only thing she paid attention to.
Leaning her weight on one feet, she stood there, staring at the chair, with lost eyes, as if it was made of gold or perhaps she really wants to take a sit?
The Kijo slowly closes her eyes for just a short moment and then opens them slowly just as well. Rinse and repeat.
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Kijo Akki