Post #2701002 in Synchroneity, a roleplay on RPG

“Well, that’s some good news to hear. Perhaps you can just ask Sir Wilbert. He’s the Head Commander so I think he’s in charge of stuffs like this.”

"Hehe! As serious as ever I see..." Éamon sighed. As expected of Kohaku. "Well, Wilbert seems too occupied to ask about this...and I don't think Riese gives two cents about the hymns either. Plus, I think it's still a tad bit incomplete--"

"Good morning." A rather energetic and lively voice greeted them in the middle of the conversation. It was the Diva Zwei, Victoria Alvarez.

"Ah! Perfect timing! I may have just found what I need. You play the guitar right, Vicky? Can you come up with a riff to add to the hymn? I've been trying to come up with a new hymn to suggest to the Royal Army and adding a guitar in just may increase the profit to be gained from labeling it!" Immediately, Éamon pitches the idea to Victoria. Rather weird greeting but, Éamon felt it was just right to make the offer.

‘Good morning everyone. I hope all has been going well so far on this beautiful day?”

"Morning, Kotone." Éamon likewise greeted the other girl with them. So far, four people were in attendance. He wondered if they would be all for today.

“I guess everyone is here then. Shall we enter?”

Éamon observed Kohaku's gestures as they entered. Since they came here, he had always acted as their de facto leader of sorts. A rather heavy responsibility to entrust to one so young as him but, Éamon knew it wasn't really his place to question it. After all, he did come from the prison. He wondered where the other two are. He hadn't been seeing them around lately.

"I've got a feeling this is going to be another one of "those"."

The Queen's study never ceases to amaze Éamon. Somehow, it reminded him of Ashford Castle back at his home. Of course, he never really saw it up close as it cost a lot of money just to spend a night in. Looking at it now, having the opportunity to sleep in a rather luxurious castle had been one small thing he was able to get out of his resurrection.

"--It has been a year since you all came to this world, I believe you all have a lot to say?" The Queen asked them upon arriving. Éamon took it as a greeting somehow.

"Yeah, well...where do I start?" Éamon paced around the room as he tried to get his thoughts in order. "Okay. To start off, the beer's rather bland, the pubs aren't really lively, medical services and scientific expertise are medieval, welfare services are nearly non-existent, there aren't any opportunities for musicians--wait, I guess minstrel would be your word for them? Yeah, not much opportunities for them as no one's offering any labels. All-in-all, rather backward." Éamon sighed upon finishing. Yet of course, he's not about to let it off on a bad hook. Otherwise Riese would get up his case again. "But, I like the moderate weather. In contrast to the beer, the wines are exquisite. You don't worry about electric bills and the castle is pretty much an open place so...yeah, I guess I can say my time here was great. Not perfect but, great." Éamon finishes with a smile though he was sure some of them may not take it all in such a good humor like he does.

Immediately, the briefing started. Queen Ardelia informed them of the sudden emergence of a cave near the outskirts of some town and about the possible resurgence of Thoryvós activity in that area. A rather grave concern, Éamon supposed. Of course, Kohaku was quick to abide by the order, and with good reason. Still, Éamon found the crown's response a little too complacent.

"So we need to eliminate the source before it could go out of hand. And you'll be vacating the palace of all six fighters capable of warding off the threat--are you sure about this decision, your Majesty?" Éamon asked, as he eyed the Queen conspicuously. Of course he found nothing wrong with the mission in itself but, he had his own misgivings about the situation as a whole.

"Well, no matter. You are the supreme sovereign of this land your Majesty. I'm really in no position to question orders. But, I do wish to air my grievances..." Immediately, Éamon straightened out his coat and knelt before the Queen. "Your Majesty, I beseech you to grant me a war council with the Head of the Army and all your Field Marshals and the top brass at the Constabulary. I have some modifications I wish to make to the original plan."

"It's not every day you see an ex-convict calling for an audience with the top brass, I suppose..."

Snippet #2701002

located in Rapsodía, a part of Synchroneity, one of the many universes on RPG.

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