Despite nearly facing death at the hands of Brutus then Xavier, Alixenus had recovered his composure fairly well. Brutus was crouched by the double doors, watching the scene. He could fit in, but that would make the room unbearably cramped. Xavier had been reminded twice now by his aides to stop reading his book and pay attention to proceedings. The Logipriests were sitting around a small side table, waiting with no small amount of trepidation for what was to happen next. Natyli, however, was still being held sperately in a private room. Alixenus hoped to have that resolved during one of the breaks in the conference.

"Alixenus? Would you care to take the floor?"

The Diyadians had been somewhat sketchy on what the purpose of this conference was, so everyone brought their own ideas. Sandromin and Alixenus were to act as mediators and judges in the event that any negotiations became heated. Alixenus straightened his Robes and stood before the congregation.

"Thank you Sandromin. Your highnesses, Lords, Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to the City of Venezzia. It is my hope that with this conference we may be able to heal some of the wounds that have recently befell this world and perhaps, with the grace of the Gods, foster new ties of brotherhood between us. Venezzia is a prime example of this. But a few months ago we were ravaged by a brief and bloody civil war, insitgated by Traitorous merchants and a rogue sand Lord. Did we cull these merchants? Did we hold Sandromin responsible? No, we reformed, rebuilt and created a closer unity with our neighbours."

Xavier seemed none too impressed with Alixenus' speech thus far, but he ignored the Dwarf and carried on.

"Change is the way of the world, as is progress. But this should mean that just because things can change does not mean that they have to." He glanced at Duke Vincenzo who was watching from one of the Galleries. "This also should mean that just because something has always been one way, does not mean that that is the best way"

"I will not deny that Venezzia has not been the cause of much woe during recent times, much as it has also suffered at the hands of others. But what's done is done. We have here, in our hands, an opportunity to change this world for the better. I ask you not to squander it."

Alixenus finished but remained standing. He was met with a respectable round of applause for his words. When it died down he spoke again. "With ceremony out of the way, let us begin our work. If there are no objections I would like to open this conference with my agenda" There did not appear to be any outward objections to this. Waiters silently moved around the table, refilling the drinks of the ambassadors.

"Excellent, you will find my agenda in the yellow sheath. I wish to discuss the following. 1: The rights of Venezzian miners in the Lucian foothills. 2: The persistant issue of a race of indutrial barbarians to the south. 3: The rights of the remaining Logipriests and colonisation rights to the Logipriest nation. 4: Trade lane control over the Western sea, particularly to Diyad.
Lastly, formalisation of Venezzia's borders with the Sandmen and Lucia."

So the conference began...

"Order! Order in the hall!" Sandromin's proposal were met with whispers and murmurings, both for fair and ill. Personally, Alixenus loved the idea of bringing Venezzia onto an equal footing with Diyad and this 'collective'. As strong as their soldiers were, and as miraculous as their hydraulic technology was, what could it do against Iron men and flying machines?

"Sandromin, you're proposal has much merit and will be discussed momentarily. But first, I believe the representative of the Collective spoke first" Alixenus turned to look at the camera of the diplomacy unit. He still remembered being ambushed by these things and wasn't too sure how to speak to one. "Representative of the collective, I speak on behlaf of Venezzia when I say we would be more than willing to trade with you. If you could indicate the location of your nearest trade centre to my scribe, he will this information delivered to the Cartographers."

"Returning to the emergence of the one known as Bojo, I move that we said a joint diplomatic mission to him to discove his intentions" Scribes hidden about the hall were writing notes next to various issues: whether they were resolved, whether they needed a vote and so on.

"Next, I am sorry to say Sandromin, that if what you say is true, then there are only 5 logipriests left. 5 can hardly breed to sufficient numbers to maintain their island. Even now, Pirates and, unfortunately, escaped serfs from Venezzia are building towns and ports on the island. At some point, could you explain to me how Logipriest soverignty is to be maintained?"
The Official artist was once again at work, painting the scene with thick oils upon canvas to record this conference for posterity.

"And lastly" he turned to the scribes "Reccord that the motion to create an internation guild of knowledge must be put to a vote before the end of this conference."

Alixenus then sat down, indicating it was time for another to speak.

Sandromin stood.

"In retort to the statement about the logipriests, they still have a race and one leader. And, correct me if I'm wrong, they breed like rabbits as well (sorry about the rabbits reference... I know how much you hate them). Also, there are 6. I have done a headcount you see? Now, as for maintaining their sovereignty... I suggest a coalition force excluding the Venezzians (since you have had prior conflict) to maintain nobody enters the logipriest nation."

"Also, if you cannot keep your men away from the logipriest nation, then it seems you have intrusively invaded their nation. Unless you either renounce their citizenship and force them out of logipriest land, then war has officially been declared. Since they technically have a leader and one representative, their borders are still up until further negotiated."

OOC: I believe it's time for Xavier and Vyzion to speak.

OOC: This is getting interesting. I know I haven't been posting much but that's only because my character isn't exactly on Dustia. Really there was nothing I could do until after the meeting began. Also anything involving Fate isn't actually happening in the present, past nor future. Also because I completely forgot, let's assume that before this meeting Alixenus and the Diyadian delegates have already discussed the proceedings of the meeting and other issues, considering we called the Assembly.

Little did the two Logipriests know, they had passed the large airship that transported the Secret Council of Diyad. They were met by two Alkhemist Knights, not just any, but the most elite Diyadian force know as "The King's Men". There alkhemical abilities only surpassed by the late king. One should not take them as common idiotic foot soldiers, for they are also Diyad's greatest scientists. Their armor of shiny white and gold. Their gold helmets completely covering their faces. Their eyes each a glowing blue. They grab each by the arm gently. One begins to speak:

" You shouldn't be causing so much trouble during one the most important events of the 3rd Era. Luckily we were able to defuse the stir you caused in the pub. The last thing we want is a war. Especially considering Diyad plans to work in your favor. Please come with us to our airship. We will have meals and baths prepared for you both."


The attending Diyadians at the Assembly had been silent the entire time. But with good observation one could read their thoughts through their facial expression. The 7 members of the Secret Council were all in attendance. After hearing what Xavier had to say the youngest member stood up. Achyr Solaran, perhaps the late king's most trusted friend. They fought side by side in the Great Civil War. He takes the stage.

"Calm yourself Dwarf. No reason to move so quickly. I am Achyr Solaran of the Secret Council of Diyad. I'm sure you've all heard by now that he had died during the Logizombie/Golem Crisis. Since that time our alkhemists have confirmed that the reason for said tragedy was not the Logipriests doing. I don't really see how fair it is to hang the victims of evil magicks. Somewhere in this world there is an Archnecromancer. At the moment he or she isn't very powerful yet, because their location is still unknown. So first Diyad would like to make two proposals. First we offer to take full custody of the remaining Logipriests, making them Diyadian citizens. Their fate would be up to us. With us they could remain safe and secluded from the outside world. Our next proposal would be The Lich Hunt Act. Since the Crisis we have lost the Dark Arcanum, the book containing all the evil magicks of every Archnecromancer. It is highly dangerous, and can wipe out all of Dustia in the wrong hands. It is still the property of Diyad. We were hoping to make it property of the entire present council. We do have means however of finding both. We've noticed that Diyadians are ultra sensitive to magick even though we don't wield it. Any nation that supports the Lich Hunt would be allowing us to employ a network of spies with the sole purpose of locating both the Archnecromancer and the Dark Arcanum. I know this may sound off but we assure you that our intentions are not of political espionage. I only ask that take the time to consider it."

With that he takes his seat and begins to converse with his fellow council members.

Little did the two Logipriests know, they had passed the large airship that transported the Secret Council of Diyad. They were met by two Alkhemist Knights, not just any, but the most elite Diyadian force know as "The King's Men". There alkhemical abilities only surpassed by the late king. One should not take them as common idiotic foot soldiers, for they are also Diyad's greatest scientists. Their armor of shiny white and gold. Their gold helmets completely covering their faces. Their eyes each a glowing blue. They grab each by the arm gently. One begins to speak:

" You shouldn't be causing so much trouble during one the most important events of the 3rd Era. Luckily we were able to defuse the stir you caused in the pub. The last thing we want is a war. Especially considering Diyad plans to work in your favor. Please come with us to our airship. We will have meals and baths prepared for you both."


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The Sun has begun to set, I would like to call an end to todays sessions with a round of voting. All in favour of the Logipriests returning to their island say I.

OOC 3rd or 4th? Bravo everyone. I reward you with 9000 internet and my eternal and undying suprise at this success.
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"Uhhh, well Brutus, that is certainly a valid suggestion, one that I am suprised was not voiced earlier. In this respect I do not mind. If we decide their fate for them my vote is already cast. I abstain from any vote about Brutus' suggestion and hereby retire from deliberations for the evening. If you need me I will be in the antichamber enjoying some Port" As much as he wanted to chase after Natyli, Alixenus wished to honour the Diyadians secret request that he remained on hand after the day's talks were over. So he waited, as calmly as he could.

OOC 3rd or 4th? Bravo everyone. I reward you with 9000 internet and my eternal and undying suprise at this success.
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"Uhhh, well Brutus, that is certainly a valid suggestion, one that I am suprised was not voiced earlier. In this respect I do not mind. If we decide their fate for them my vote is already cast. I abstain from any vote about Brutus' suggestion and hereby retire from deliberations for the evening. If you need me I will be in the antichamber enjoying some Port" As much as he wanted to chase after Natyli, Alixenus wished to honour the Diyadians secret request that he remained on hand after the day's talks were over. So he waited, as calmly as he could.

(Ooc) no one posted all day... That's kindava bummer.(ooc)