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“Apparently, one of the guards got sniped. I overheard one of the guards talking about it.” Says a man in his young thirties who looks like he’s trying to grow a mustache. “I don’t believe we’ve met. I’m Dernald, but you can call me Dern.” He rubs a bandage on his left wrist.

"Sniped? interesting, also nice to meet you dern, i am severina, sorry for the rudeness, but did you get hurt on your left wrist? if you want i can heal that" says severina looking with worry.

“Apparently, one of the guards got sniped. I overheard one of the guards talking about it.” Says a man in his young thirties who looks like he’s trying to grow a mustache. “I don’t believe we’ve met. I’m Dernald, but you can call me Dern.” He rubs a bandage on his left wrist.

"Sniped? interesting, also nice to meet you dern, i am severina, sorry for the rudeness, but did you get hurt on your left wrist? if you want i can heal that" says severina looking with worry.

“Oh, this? A stupid new waiter dropped a thing of kitchen knives, and one cut my wrist. As for healing it, that’ll not be necessary. It’s almost fully healed. And besides, it makes me look tough, no?”

He turns around to see the Prince "Ah, Beinlaus it must be. Honor to see you, your intrusion has been excused. We can replace his leg with a custom made steel alloy frame with advanced and adjustable strength. We can even make it out of spare Saebo steel we bought from Stigyan a while back." he explains "We just need to measure his leg and we can do it free of charge. It will just take a few weeks to get the hang of since he might stumble a bit at first and we will of coarse have to amputate the leg."

The hall is silenced by a distant boom
“Don’t worry, it’s probably just a mishap with the fireworks.” Said the butler, trying to maintain his calm and collected composure. However, the radio chatter of the guards walkie-talkies said otherwise. One such guard whispered in the Kings ear. Ferrand turns toward the Baron, infuriated.
“I declared peace and let you into my castle as a sign of goodwill, and this is how you repay me?!”
“I..I swear, I have no idea what happened!”
“You better not. If something else happens, you’ll see what my bad side is like.”
Alarms blare as the blast doors close. A security guard hustles to the front of the room.
“Everyone stay calm. Do not go outside. This will all be over soon.”

Just as Beinlaus was about to thankfully accept his offer, the conversation was interrupted by this boom and the growing chaos of both the hosts and the crowd. Beinlaus grew alert, gripping his blade out of precaution, yet wore an annoyed expression on his face. He approaches the security guard, "What's going on?"

A helicopter emerged from the sky, a Joslisonorian Emblem stamped on the side. Empress Ariah II dressed in a formal suit was copiloting it.
As the copter drew near, Ariah noticed something. "Riji, do you see that crowd of people down there in front of the castle?" asked the Empress. "I think I do, your Majesty," replied the pilot, Riji Simmuni. The copter landed in the fields in front of the castle. "Well. We're here."

OOC: In order for this to make sense chronologically, I’m going to say this happened in the beginning

Also, any new people will have been there the whole time and just haven’t done anything noteworthy
                                                                                                                                                    OOC: alright thats fine              IC: Ariah had Riji stick close by her. "Well if 19 years of military service 'cause I were the youngest child and had no purpose for leading a nation taught me anything, that noise sounds like a gunshot. Sniper rounds as well." "Yes, your Majesty, it would seem so," replied Riji.

Quote from: Kiddian 7/7/2022, 11:40:36 AM         

The hall is silenced by a distant boom
“Don’t worry, it’s probably just a mishap with the fireworks.” Said the butler, trying to maintain his calm and collected composure. However, the radio chatter of the guards walkie-talkies said otherwise. One such guard whispered in the Kings ear. Ferrand turns toward the Baron, infuriated.
“I declared peace and let you into my castle as a sign of goodwill, and this is how you repay me?!”
“I..I swear, I have no idea what happened!”
“You better not. If something else happens, you’ll see what my bad side is like.”
Alarms blare as the blast doors close. A security guard hustles to the front of the room.
“Everyone stay calm. Do not go outside. This will all be over soon.”

OOC: alright thats fine              IC: On instinct, Ariah whipped out a pistol. "All right you damn Sugaricians, where are y-! Oh. Right." Ariah cleared her throat and had Riji stick close by her. "Well if 19 years of military service 'cause I was the youngest child and had no purpose for leading a nation taught me anything, that noise sounds like a gunshot. Sniper rounds as well." "Yes, your Majesty, it would seem so," replied Riji.

The hall is silenced by a distant boom
“Don’t worry, it’s probably just a mishap with the fireworks.” Said the butler, trying to maintain his calm and collected composure. However, the radio chatter of the guards walkie-talkies said otherwise. One such guard whispered in the Kings ear. Ferrand turns toward the Baron, infuriated.
“I declared peace and let you into my castle as a sign of goodwill, and this is how you repay me?!”
“I..I swear, I have no idea what happened!”
“You better not. If something else happens, you’ll see what my bad side is like.”
Alarms blare as the blast doors close. A security guard hustles to the front of the room.
“Everyone stay calm. Do not go outside. This will all be over soon.”

"Yes, we gain our magic from our fae blood. My own great-grandmother was a fairy. We have a large population that live on our biggest island, I would offer to show some but I did not bring any runestones with me. I'm afraid we are not as technologically advanced in the form of cybernetics though. It is something we are working to rectify through education and technological grants but the work is slow." As Princess Asteria talks Asmonidies gives Tarov glares over her shoulder ensuring he does not get to familiar with the princess.

"We're very skill with both biological and technological modification to a body." Tarov says

"I think we could work a deal out." he said "We'd like to study your nation and it's magical properties. We could offer some of out technological prowess in return. We show interest in nations like yours. We can talk about this after the party of course, as this might not be the best place to talk about a offer like this."

"We could talk later over tea perhaps. Sharing our magic with the world is one of the foundations of our beliefs, you may not be able to use it without fae blood though." Just as Princess Asteria finishes talking the loud boom goes off. Asmonidies immediately grabs her wrist pulling her behind him, she seems to disappear completely into his shadow. The man isn't just her servent but also her body guard.

"No reason to be afraid, it's probably nothing serious." he says, he has no idea where she went "We can talk about this later I assume." he walks away

“Apparently, one of the guards got sniped. I overheard one of the guards talking about it.” Says a man in his young thirties who looks like he’s trying to grow a mustache. “I don’t believe we’ve met. I’m Dernald, but you can call me Dern.” He rubs a bandage on his left wrist.

"Sniped? interesting, also nice to meet you dern, i am severina, sorry for the rudeness, but did you get hurt on your left wrist? if you want i can heal that" says severina looking with worry.

“Oh, this? A stupid new waiter dropped a thing of kitchen knives, and one cut my wrist. As for healing it, that’ll not be necessary. It’s almost fully healed. And besides, it makes me look tough, no?”

He hears the news and is unphased by it but slightly annoyed because it interrupted a moment that could build relations between them and Svipjoth, "Ah, name's Tarov Tormaigh, Dashikin Representative. Do we have the assassin on camera?" he asks as if this is a daily event

“Apparently, one of the guards got sniped. I overheard one of the guards talking about it.” Says a man in his young thirties who looks like he’s trying to grow a mustache. “I don’t believe we’ve met. I’m Dernald, but you can call me Dern.” He rubs a bandage on his left wrist.

"Sniped? interesting, also nice to meet you dern, i am severina, sorry for the rudeness, but did you get hurt on your left wrist? if you want i can heal that" says severina looking with worry.

“Oh, this? A stupid new waiter dropped a thing of kitchen knives, and one cut my wrist. As for healing it, that’ll not be necessary. It’s almost fully healed. And besides, it makes me look tough, no?”

"Indeed it makes you look tough...and slightly hot, but that doesnt matter, but if you dont want to be healed it doesnt matter, its gonna be fully healed in a few days"

The hall is silenced by a distant boom
“Don’t worry, it’s probably just a mishap with the fireworks.” Said the butler, trying to maintain his calm and collected composure. However, the radio chatter of the guards walkie-talkies said otherwise. One such guard whispered in the Kings ear. Ferrand turns toward the Baron, infuriated.
“I declared peace and let you into my castle as a sign of goodwill, and this is how you repay me?!”
“I..I swear, I have no idea what happened!”
“You better not. If something else happens, you’ll see what my bad side is like.”
Alarms blare as the blast doors close. A security guard hustles to the front of the room.
“Everyone stay calm. Do not go outside. This will all be over soon.”

"Yes, we gain our magic from our fae blood. My own great-grandmother was a fairy. We have a large population that live on our biggest island, I would offer to show some but I did not bring any runestones with me. I'm afraid we are not as technologically advanced in the form of cybernetics though. It is something we are working to rectify through education and technological grants but the work is slow." As Princess Asteria talks Asmonidies gives Tarov glares over her shoulder ensuring he does not get to familiar with the princess.

"We're very skill with both biological and technological modification to a body." Tarov says

"I think we could work a deal out." he said "We'd like to study your nation and it's magical properties. We could offer some of out technological prowess in return. We show interest in nations like yours. We can talk about this after the party of course, as this might not be the best place to talk about a offer like this."

"We could talk later over tea perhaps. Sharing our magic with the world is one of the foundations of our beliefs, you may not be able to use it without fae blood though." Just as Princess Asteria finishes talking the loud boom goes off. Asmonidies immediately grabs her wrist pulling her behind him, she seems to disappear completely into his shadow. The man isn't just her servent but also her body guard.

"No reason to be afraid, it's probably nothing serious." he says, he has no idea where she went "We can talk about this later I assume." he walks away

“Apparently, one of the guards got sniped. I overheard one of the guards talking about it.” Says a man in his young thirties who looks like he’s trying to grow a mustache. “I don’t believe we’ve met. I’m Dernald, but you can call me Dern.” He rubs a bandage on his left wrist.

"Sniped? interesting, also nice to meet you dern, i am severina, sorry for the rudeness, but did you get hurt on your left wrist? if you want i can heal that" says severina looking with worry.

“Oh, this? A stupid new waiter dropped a thing of kitchen knives, and one cut my wrist. As for healing it, that’ll not be necessary. It’s almost fully healed. And besides, it makes me look tough, no?”

He hears the news and is unphased by it but slightly annoyed because it interrupted a moment that could build relations between them and Svipjoth, "Ah, name's Tarov Tormaigh, Dashikin Representative. Do we have the assassin on camera?" he asks as if this is a daily event

“No, unfortunately we don’t. Probably hiding off the premises. In a bush I imag-“
“Oh god!” A terrified, startled scream comes from the bathroom. Inside, the Duke of Kannassan stands, shocked, by a dead Baron 
Lansson, a bullet hole between his eyes, slumped against a toilet.
“I..I found him like this, I swear! I saw his legs from under the door, and when I came back awhile later, he hadn’t moved. So I started to get worried and…”

Menendez takes a sip of his water and chuckles. “Now this… this is nostalgic. Reminds me of my time in Angola. I never should have helped Cuba.” He blows smoke away from his face and takes out a pocket knife, keeping to himself. “Sure would be a shame if I get two glass eyes after tonight.”

The hall is silenced by a distant boom
“Don’t worry, it’s probably just a mishap with the fireworks.” Said the butler, trying to maintain his calm and collected composure. However, the radio chatter of the guards walkie-talkies said otherwise. One such guard whispered in the Kings ear. Ferrand turns toward the Baron, infuriated.
“I declared peace and let you into my castle as a sign of goodwill, and this is how you repay me?!”
“I..I swear, I have no idea what happened!”
“You better not. If something else happens, you’ll see what my bad side is like.”
Alarms blare as the blast doors close. A security guard hustles to the front of the room.
“Everyone stay calm. Do not go outside. This will all be over soon.”

"Yes, we gain our magic from our fae blood. My own great-grandmother was a fairy. We have a large population that live on our biggest island, I would offer to show some but I did not bring any runestones with me. I'm afraid we are not as technologically advanced in the form of cybernetics though. It is something we are working to rectify through education and technological grants but the work is slow." As Princess Asteria talks Asmonidies gives Tarov glares over her shoulder ensuring he does not get to familiar with the princess.

"We're very skill with both biological and technological modification to a body." Tarov says

"I think we could work a deal out." he said "We'd like to study your nation and it's magical properties. We could offer some of out technological prowess in return. We show interest in nations like yours. We can talk about this after the party of course, as this might not be the best place to talk about a offer like this."

"We could talk later over tea perhaps. Sharing our magic with the world is one of the foundations of our beliefs, you may not be able to use it without fae blood though." Just as Princess Asteria finishes talking the loud boom goes off. Asmonidies immediately grabs her wrist pulling her behind him, she seems to disappear completely into his shadow. The man isn't just her servent but also her body guard.

"No reason to be afraid, it's probably nothing serious." he says, he has no idea where she went "We can talk about this later I assume." he walks away

“Apparently, one of the guards got sniped. I overheard one of the guards talking about it.” Says a man in his young thirties who looks like he’s trying to grow a mustache. “I don’t believe we’ve met. I’m Dernald, but you can call me Dern.” He rubs a bandage on his left wrist.

"Sniped? interesting, also nice to meet you dern, i am severina, sorry for the rudeness, but did you get hurt on your left wrist? if you want i can heal that" says severina looking with worry.

“Oh, this? A stupid new waiter dropped a thing of kitchen knives, and one cut my wrist. As for healing it, that’ll not be necessary. It’s almost fully healed. And besides, it makes me look tough, no?”

He hears the news and is unphased by it but slightly annoyed because it interrupted a moment that could build relations between them and Svipjoth, "Ah, name's Tarov Tormaigh, Dashikin Representative. Do we have the assassin on camera?" he asks as if this is a daily event

“No, unfortunately we don’t. Probably hiding off the premises. In a bush I imag-“
“Oh god!” A terrified, startled scream comes from the bathroom. Inside, the Duke of Kannassan stands, shocked, by a dead Baron
Lansson, a bullet hole between his eyes, slumped against a toilet.
“I..I found him like this, I swear! I saw his legs from under the door, and when I came back awhile later, he hadn’t moved. So I started to get worried and…”

Ariah bursts in. "Alright, another one?" asks an irritated Ariah. "This is rich. I think if another murder happens, we should interrogate the staff. What say you, Kannassan? You found the body, no?"

The hall is silenced by a distant boom
“Don’t worry, it’s probably just a mishap with the fireworks.” Said the butler, trying to maintain his calm and collected composure. However, the radio chatter of the guards walkie-talkies said otherwise. One such guard whispered in the Kings ear. Ferrand turns toward the Baron, infuriated.
“I declared peace and let you into my castle as a sign of goodwill, and this is how you repay me?!”
“I..I swear, I have no idea what happened!”
“You better not. If something else happens, you’ll see what my bad side is like.”
Alarms blare as the blast doors close. A security guard hustles to the front of the room.
“Everyone stay calm. Do not go outside. This will all be over soon.”

"Yes, we gain our magic from our fae blood. My own great-grandmother was a fairy. We have a large population that live on our biggest island, I would offer to show some but I did not bring any runestones with me. I'm afraid we are not as technologically advanced in the form of cybernetics though. It is something we are working to rectify through education and technological grants but the work is slow." As Princess Asteria talks Asmonidies gives Tarov glares over her shoulder ensuring he does not get to familiar with the princess.

"We're very skill with both biological and technological modification to a body." Tarov says

"I think we could work a deal out." he said "We'd like to study your nation and it's magical properties. We could offer some of out technological prowess in return. We show interest in nations like yours. We can talk about this after the party of course, as this might not be the best place to talk about a offer like this."

"We could talk later over tea perhaps. Sharing our magic with the world is one of the foundations of our beliefs, you may not be able to use it without fae blood though." Just as Princess Asteria finishes talking the loud boom goes off. Asmonidies immediately grabs her wrist pulling her behind him, she seems to disappear completely into his shadow. The man isn't just her servent but also her body guard.

"No reason to be afraid, it's probably nothing serious." he says, he has no idea where she went "We can talk about this later I assume." he walks away

“Apparently, one of the guards got sniped. I overheard one of the guards talking about it.” Says a man in his young thirties who looks like he’s trying to grow a mustache. “I don’t believe we’ve met. I’m Dernald, but you can call me Dern.” He rubs a bandage on his left wrist.

"Sniped? interesting, also nice to meet you dern, i am severina, sorry for the rudeness, but did you get hurt on your left wrist? if you want i can heal that" says severina looking with worry.

“Oh, this? A stupid new waiter dropped a thing of kitchen knives, and one cut my wrist. As for healing it, that’ll not be necessary. It’s almost fully healed. And besides, it makes me look tough, no?”

He hears the news and is unphased by it but slightly annoyed because it interrupted a moment that could build relations between them and Svipjoth, "Ah, name's Tarov Tormaigh, Dashikin Representative. Do we have the assassin on camera?" he asks as if this is a daily event

“No, unfortunately we don’t. Probably hiding off the premises. In a bush I imag-“
“Oh god!” A terrified, startled scream comes from the bathroom. Inside, the Duke of Kannassan stands, shocked, by a dead Baron
Lansson, a bullet hole between his eyes, slumped against a toilet.
“I..I found him like this, I swear! I saw his legs from under the door, and when I came back awhile later, he hadn’t moved. So I started to get worried and…”

Ariah bursts in. "Alright, another one?" asks an irritated Ariah. "This is rich. I think if another murder happens, we should interrogate the staff. What say you, Kannassan? You found the body, no?"

“I would never! I mean, we weren’t exactly close, but I’d never kill a man!”

The hall is silenced by a distant boom
“Don’t worry, it’s probably just a mishap with the fireworks.” Said the butler, trying to maintain his calm and collected composure. However, the radio chatter of the guards walkie-talkies said otherwise. One such guard whispered in the Kings ear. Ferrand turns toward the Baron, infuriated.
“I declared peace and let you into my castle as a sign of goodwill, and this is how you repay me?!”
“I..I swear, I have no idea what happened!”
“You better not. If something else happens, you’ll see what my bad side is like.”
Alarms blare as the blast doors close. A security guard hustles to the front of the room.
“Everyone stay calm. Do not go outside. This will all be over soon.”

"Yes, we gain our magic from our fae blood. My own great-grandmother was a fairy. We have a large population that live on our biggest island, I would offer to show some but I did not bring any runestones with me. I'm afraid we are not as technologically advanced in the form of cybernetics though. It is something we are working to rectify through education and technological grants but the work is slow." As Princess Asteria talks Asmonidies gives Tarov glares over her shoulder ensuring he does not get to familiar with the princess.

"We're very skill with both biological and technological modification to a body." Tarov says

"I think we could work a deal out." he said "We'd like to study your nation and it's magical properties. We could offer some of out technological prowess in return. We show interest in nations like yours. We can talk about this after the party of course, as this might not be the best place to talk about a offer like this."

"We could talk later over tea perhaps. Sharing our magic with the world is one of the foundations of our beliefs, you may not be able to use it without fae blood though." Just as Princess Asteria finishes talking the loud boom goes off. Asmonidies immediately grabs her wrist pulling her behind him, she seems to disappear completely into his shadow. The man isn't just her servent but also her body guard.

"No reason to be afraid, it's probably nothing serious." he says, he has no idea where she went "We can talk about this later I assume." he walks away

“Apparently, one of the guards got sniped. I overheard one of the guards talking about it.” Says a man in his young thirties who looks like he’s trying to grow a mustache. “I don’t believe we’ve met. I’m Dernald, but you can call me Dern.” He rubs a bandage on his left wrist.

"Sniped? interesting, also nice to meet you dern, i am severina, sorry for the rudeness, but did you get hurt on your left wrist? if you want i can heal that" says severina looking with worry.

“Oh, this? A stupid new waiter dropped a thing of kitchen knives, and one cut my wrist. As for healing it, that’ll not be necessary. It’s almost fully healed. And besides, it makes me look tough, no?”

He hears the news and is unphased by it but slightly annoyed because it interrupted a moment that could build relations between them and Svipjoth, "Ah, name's Tarov Tormaigh, Dashikin Representative. Do we have the assassin on camera?" he asks as if this is a daily event

“No, unfortunately we don’t. Probably hiding off the premises. In a bush I imag-“
“Oh god!” A terrified, startled scream comes from the bathroom. Inside, the Duke of Kannassan stands, shocked, by a dead Baron
Lansson, a bullet hole between his eyes, slumped against a toilet.
“I..I found him like this, I swear! I saw his legs from under the door, and when I came back awhile later, he hadn’t moved. So I started to get worried and…”

Ariah bursts in. "Alright, another one?" asks an irritated Ariah. "This is rich. I think if another murder happens, we should interrogate the staff. What say you, Kannassan? You found the body, no?"

“I would never! I mean, we weren’t exactly close, but I’d never kill a man!”

He walks over to the man, cup in hand and pocket knife concealed. “Now please, you have the eyes of a killer. Are you a soldier, Dern? Its Dern, right?”

The hall is silenced by a distant boom
“Don’t worry, it’s probably just a mishap with the fireworks.” Said the butler, trying to maintain his calm and collected composure. However, the radio chatter of the guards walkie-talkies said otherwise. One such guard whispered in the Kings ear. Ferrand turns toward the Baron, infuriated.
“I declared peace and let you into my castle as a sign of goodwill, and this is how you repay me?!”
“I..I swear, I have no idea what happened!”
“You better not. If something else happens, you’ll see what my bad side is like.”
Alarms blare as the blast doors close. A security guard hustles to the front of the room.
“Everyone stay calm. Do not go outside. This will all be over soon.”

"Yes, we gain our magic from our fae blood. My own great-grandmother was a fairy. We have a large population that live on our biggest island, I would offer to show some but I did not bring any runestones with me. I'm afraid we are not as technologically advanced in the form of cybernetics though. It is something we are working to rectify through education and technological grants but the work is slow." As Princess Asteria talks Asmonidies gives Tarov glares over her shoulder ensuring he does not get to familiar with the princess.

"We're very skill with both biological and technological modification to a body." Tarov says

"I think we could work a deal out." he said "We'd like to study your nation and it's magical properties. We could offer some of out technological prowess in return. We show interest in nations like yours. We can talk about this after the party of course, as this might not be the best place to talk about a offer like this."

"We could talk later over tea perhaps. Sharing our magic with the world is one of the foundations of our beliefs, you may not be able to use it without fae blood though." Just as Princess Asteria finishes talking the loud boom goes off. Asmonidies immediately grabs her wrist pulling her behind him, she seems to disappear completely into his shadow. The man isn't just her servent but also her body guard.

"No reason to be afraid, it's probably nothing serious." he says, he has no idea where she went "We can talk about this later I assume." he walks away

“Apparently, one of the guards got sniped. I overheard one of the guards talking about it.” Says a man in his young thirties who looks like he’s trying to grow a mustache. “I don’t believe we’ve met. I’m Dernald, but you can call me Dern.” He rubs a bandage on his left wrist.

"Sniped? interesting, also nice to meet you dern, i am severina, sorry for the rudeness, but did you get hurt on your left wrist? if you want i can heal that" says severina looking with worry.

“Oh, this? A stupid new waiter dropped a thing of kitchen knives, and one cut my wrist. As for healing it, that’ll not be necessary. It’s almost fully healed. And besides, it makes me look tough, no?”

He hears the news and is unphased by it but slightly annoyed because it interrupted a moment that could build relations between them and Svipjoth, "Ah, name's Tarov Tormaigh, Dashikin Representative. Do we have the assassin on camera?" he asks as if this is a daily event

“No, unfortunately we don’t. Probably hiding off the premises. In a bush I imag-“
“Oh god!” A terrified, startled scream comes from the bathroom. Inside, the Duke of Kannassan stands, shocked, by a dead Baron
Lansson, a bullet hole between his eyes, slumped against a toilet.
“I..I found him like this, I swear! I saw his legs from under the door, and when I came back awhile later, he hadn’t moved. So I started to get worried and…”

Tarov walks over and looks at the body "Calm down." he shoves him lightly out of the way and inspects the body for little less than a minute without touching the corpse "Bullet is of a small caliber, probably from a pistol. Most importantly, it looks like he was dragged into the stall. With how he was shot it doesn't make sense for him to die in this position. He was most probably placed here after death." 

"Alright Kannassan, got a pistol somewhere on your person?", asked Ariah threateningly. She slightly moved her hand to be over her holster. She gave him a suspicious look.

“I would never! I mean, we weren’t exactly close, but I’d never kill a man!”

He walks over to the man, cup in hand and pocket knife concealed. “Now please, you have the eyes of a killer. Are you a soldier, Dern? Its Dern, right?”

After insuring three is no shooting in the hall Asmonidies leaves the Princess along one wall before making his way over to the small crowd who found the dead body. Asmonidies steps forward looking at the person who actually found the body "No need for anyone to get hurt. I have a solution." He pulls out a vial of blue liquid. "Truth potion, I only have enough for one person though, and there is a 50% chance of death for the drinker if they have no magic."

The hall is silenced by a distant boom
“Don’t worry, it’s probably just a mishap with the fireworks.” Said the butler, trying to maintain his calm and collected composure. However, the radio chatter of the guards walkie-talkies said otherwise. One such guard whispered in the Kings ear. Ferrand turns toward the Baron, infuriated.
“I declared peace and let you into my castle as a sign of goodwill, and this is how you repay me?!”
“I..I swear, I have no idea what happened!”
“You better not. If something else happens, you’ll see what my bad side is like.”
Alarms blare as the blast doors close. A security guard hustles to the front of the room.
“Everyone stay calm. Do not go outside. This will all be over soon.”

"Yes, we gain our magic from our fae blood. My own great-grandmother was a fairy. We have a large population that live on our biggest island, I would offer to show some but I did not bring any runestones with me. I'm afraid we are not as technologically advanced in the form of cybernetics though. It is something we are working to rectify through education and technological grants but the work is slow." As Princess Asteria talks Asmonidies gives Tarov glares over her shoulder ensuring he does not get to familiar with the princess.

"We're very skill with both biological and technological modification to a body." Tarov says

"I think we could work a deal out." he said "We'd like to study your nation and it's magical properties. We could offer some of out technological prowess in return. We show interest in nations like yours. We can talk about this after the party of course, as this might not be the best place to talk about a offer like this."

"We could talk later over tea perhaps. Sharing our magic with the world is one of the foundations of our beliefs, you may not be able to use it without fae blood though." Just as Princess Asteria finishes talking the loud boom goes off. Asmonidies immediately grabs her wrist pulling her behind him, she seems to disappear completely into his shadow. The man isn't just her servent but also her body guard.

"No reason to be afraid, it's probably nothing serious." he says, he has no idea where she went "We can talk about this later I assume." he walks away

“Apparently, one of the guards got sniped. I overheard one of the guards talking about it.” Says a man in his young thirties who looks like he’s trying to grow a mustache. “I don’t believe we’ve met. I’m Dernald, but you can call me Dern.” He rubs a bandage on his left wrist.

"Sniped? interesting, also nice to meet you dern, i am severina, sorry for the rudeness, but did you get hurt on your left wrist? if you want i can heal that" says severina looking with worry.

“Oh, this? A stupid new waiter dropped a thing of kitchen knives, and one cut my wrist. As for healing it, that’ll not be necessary. It’s almost fully healed. And besides, it makes me look tough, no?”

He hears the news and is unphased by it but slightly annoyed because it interrupted a moment that could build relations between them and Svipjoth, "Ah, name's Tarov Tormaigh, Dashikin Representative. Do we have the assassin on camera?" he asks as if this is a daily event

“No, unfortunately we don’t. Probably hiding off the premises. In a bush I imag-“
“Oh god!” A terrified, startled scream comes from the bathroom. Inside, the Duke of Kannassan stands, shocked, by a dead Baron
Lansson, a bullet hole between his eyes, slumped against a toilet.
“I..I found him like this, I swear! I saw his legs from under the door, and when I came back awhile later, he hadn’t moved. So I started to get worried and…”

Ariah bursts in. "Alright, another one?" asks an irritated Ariah. "This is rich. I think if another murder happens, we should interrogate the staff. What say you, Kannassan? You found the body, no?"

“I would never! I mean, we weren’t exactly close, but I’d never kill a man!”

He walks over to the man, cup in hand and pocket knife concealed. “Now please, you have the eyes of a killer. Are you a soldier, Dern? Its Dern, right?”

“Yes, my name is Dern, and yes, I technically was a soldier. See, Likaeths have to serve at least a year of military service after university. Unfortunately, I didn’t really see any action. As for killing, well, all that I kill are deer, rabbits, and fish, I’m afraid. You are a most interesting man. What did you say your name was?”