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Part 1
4,687 words/19 minute Reading time
5th year of Navalation
Celico Vanetti Looks over the his ships deck and toward Opalesk, this is the 4th journey he had completed From Valestria to the Western Realms and back, Each time his ship the Averret traveled back and forth, he swore the city had grown significantly each time he returned.
Celico heads up to the quarter deck to speak with the Helmsman, "Those factories weren't there the last time we left." The Helmsman states. "They're building new stuff all the time now." Celico Responds patting the Helmsman's shoulder.
Old homes were replaced with new large brick factories near the harbor, they got to watch as new era rolled in, in real time. as the Averret makes it's final approach it's guided into port by a group of dockworkers. a group coming onboard by a small boat to tie down the docking ropes to the hooks.
"Secure over here!" One calls out. "Secure here too. Start bringing her in!"
Using a combination of pulleys the ship is slowly pulled into dock, Despite the weight of the ship, the combination of leverage points makes it possible to pull the ship in my hand even if it still takes over an hour.
Celico steps off for the first time since docking after 30 minutes. "Mr. Vanetti, Back from another Voyage I see." A guard says as they approach, "I do need the Cargo manifest and to know if anyone is sick."
Passing on the written Cargo manifest to the guard Celico says "We had a small outbreak of the Verkian Flu but no one has it now". The guard nods "That's all, you can go on now, We will be sure to take care of the Averret."
Nodding Celico Joins back up with the Helmsman as he heads into the city "Mr. Antrov" Celico says "Ah. Celico, kind of you to join me." Antrov responds. "I was heading up to see my Wife and boy, it's been a while, And I owe them both several months in made up time. what's your plan?" Celico Responds saying "There's this really nice inn I plan to stay at while I wait for payment, Organize all the crews pay and all that."
The two pass by a man trying to sell stocks in a railway company startup "invest in Cross-island railway! the future of transportation lies in rail!" Antrov shakes his head as they pass by. "I don't get why they even try. I don't see this railway thing taking off." Celico nods and says "The coach and wagon companies have been trying to cut into shipping for millennia. this is just their newest idea. People will come to their senses soon enough."
"Well the inns are up that way, I assume this is where we part for now." Antrov says. "Of course. Tell them I said hello" Celico Says, Antrov heads right heading to his home. Continuing ahead to the inns and taverns head steps inside. to which he gets a purchase slip which he will later send to bank to have it paid for him, hes given a key and retires to his temporary room.
Taking a seat he opens his bag and pulls out a map, annotations cover the map but on the right arrows point east with writing reading "Next voyage?" Sure going west to descover the western kingdoms wasn't easy. but crossing an entire ocean they have no idea the size of is quite the challenge.
Celico searches through a drawer looking for a quill and ink and prepares to write a letter to his family specifically to his brother back in , "Dear, Brother. I hope this letter finds you well. I once again find myself returning home from a voyage. But I find myself no longer excited traveling to the west. I seek a new adventure to go were none have gone before, to go east and seek a new land. But of course the problem comes once again down to money. I've could easily afford another trip west, but I have no idea how far a eastern land is. or if there is a east. I must ask for an investment into the trip. Tell Mother and Father I said hello, Your brother -Celico"
Celico Folds the Letter and places it on the desk as he looks out towards the sea. unable to see it past the buildings and factories. He fold the letter and places a stamp before he gets up. he leaves his room and makes his way outside the inn. Traveling through the streets he makes his way to the nearbye Post office as the afternoon sun beams down.
Celico Opens the door with a creak, "Good day" He greets to the official Managing the office "Ah, good day. Here to drop off a letter?" Celico hands it over. "Already stamped. good good." the official says "I'll make sure this gets posted."
Celico then takes the rest of the day off taking a break after being at sea for more than a few months.
As the sun rises upon a new day Celico makes his way to a Stagecoach. "Heading too Chezkvod. I have somewhere to go" the stagecoach's Driver nods. "that will be 12 Silvv" Celico pulls out some hard card like money and hands it to him. "Give me a minute too ledger this" As he leaves to fill some things out. he returns shortly later "Alright, I'm waiting on you. Come back when you are packed up"
Celico nods and leaves returning to the inn to pack his things. Silvv, His journal, a checkbook, maps, Travel cloths and formal clothes, Anything he would need that could convince a king or even a Senator to invest in his Journey. Loading them in a trunk. and carrying it as best he can back to the stagecoach. "I take your stuff from here." The Coach hand says taking the trunk as he moves to mount it on the back.
Celico is guided inside the Coach and the door is shut behind him, "The trip to Chezkvod takes 12 days. But there's plenty of stops on the way. Not exactly a dangerous route so just try to enjoy the trip." the driver says as he spurs the horses.
The Stagecoach continues onwards moving from town to town until it arrives at Chezkvod, the city of 3 castles. It rattles as the wheels move onto the cobblestone road, waking the unconscious Celico inside.
"Can we be more careful? I am trying to rest." Celico Says.
"Sorry, we just hit the cobbles" The Driver responds, turning down another street "The transfer between the roads is a little rough. we are almost there." Celico sits up "Well I am awake now" As he slides the curtains for the stagecoach closed as he changes from his sleeping clothes to a formal outfit as the stagecoach comes to stop just outside the old city walls. as it comes to a stop a worker comes over and places a step and opens the door for Celico.
Celico Steps out and thanks the workers. "Where do you want your trunk?" The worker asks as two detach it from the back. "Whitestone Inn." Celico Responds as he heads into the city passing through the entrance where the portcullis had long since been removed replaced by city guards armed with riles. The city is a masterpiece of long term engineering, Some of the oldest buildings and walls being over 1000 years old.
Celico travels through the city, while the streets are still busy it is not crowded. "Whitestone inn is over here. Please wait here while I make the arrangements for my stay." Making his way into the inn the owner greets Celico "Ah, Celico. Welcome back, I'll be happy to let you know that the previous room you took is available again." Celico Gives the owner the Silv and the workers bring his trunk of clothes and other belongings inside.
Celico not one to be sitting around idly Writes to Antrov to move the Averret to the city of Dontesk, and quickly moves to write a letter to the king of Henvire. "Honorable King Alkast Harvaski, I send this letter seeking monetary help, you may have remembered when you invested over 1,000,000 Silv into my voyage in discovering a naval passage to the west. I plan to sail east to discover any new potential lands. But I do not have such funds on me and I wish to meet with you again. your friend - Celico Vanetti" Celico puts a special Stamp on the letter before heading to the nearest post office.
2 days have passed Celico Prepares to head down to the post office. But instead he hears a knock at the door. Opening it a royal messenger greets him "Greetings, You have a letter directly from king Alkast. He has invited you to the upcoming banquet at Soronavich's Keep." Celico takes the letter and quickly reads it.
"Celico Vanetti I have read your leter and have invited you to the upcoming banquet, Stuff about being happy to have me. in this letter you will find your invitation" Celico reads the rest in Silvence. "This is good. Inform king Alkast I will be there." as he pulls the invitation paper out of it's own slot
The messenger nods. "Very Well" before leaving.
Celico waves the messenger goodbye. as he reads the remaining part of the Invitation "This is two days from now? How lucky." Celico leaves Whitestone inn to find a tailor, the morning city is filled with people going about their day. Some people even bump into him in the crowded streets as he makes his way through. he spots a sign "Saruniski's Tailoring" he makes his way over heading inside
"Greetings, how can I help you?" Says a man standing at mannequin inspecting a dress Who Celico can assume to be Saruniski.
"My clothes need to be fixed up. I spend several months at sea and I plan to visit the king." Celico says taking off his tailcoat. which has split ends at several points as well as his waistcoat that had been falling apart.
"Hmmm... Split ends, torn stitching. Nothing too bad though. 4 Silv should cover it. I am backed up though and I will take me a week before and can get around to it." Saruniski says to Celico. "A week!? I don't have that kind of time. how much to do it now?" Celico asks.
Saruniski taps his fingers on the wall "Well. it's two Silv for the expensive stuff and half a Silv for the regular..." As he does the math in his head. "32 and that's still going to take me a day." he responds.
Celico does not seem pleased with the price. but he decides to go with it. "Are you sure you are not some kind of con artist?" There is a Silence between the two "32 it is but no more. My clothes better be ready or I am dragging you to the nearest guardhouse myself." Saruniski raises his hands "Please there is no need for threats, I run an honest business here."
Celico Steps outside before he can speak he is pushed by people trying to get by "The nerve of some people" he sighs. Moving to his next stop.
The next few days pass by quickly. Ceilco was of course growing more and more impatient. but after picking up his his clothes from Saruniski. As he is sitting in his room at Whitestone inn when a carriage pulls up.
"At last" Celico says seeing it outside the window, getting his stuff and his future expedition plans into a satchel. Making his way down and outside where the evening sun beams down he sees a man standing next to the Stagecoach lantern in hand. "Are you Celico Venneti?" The man asks.
"Correct." Celico Responds
"We are here to take you to Soronavich's Keep where the banquet is taking place" The man says opening the door inside the Stagecoach allowing Celico to step inside. The man climbs atop the stagecoach "Take us to Soronavich's Keep." the driver nods and spurs the horses. Celico takes the time to overlook his plans. Far island is about as far east as anybody has successfully gone at this point. Celico re-checks and checks again his plans over and over over the 25 minute ride.
As the moon begins to rise the stagecoach slows to a stop celico see's a large group of people outside the keep along with the chatter that usually follows large groups. the man atop jumps down and lets Celico outside "I thought this was a private banquet?" He shouts over the crowd. "It still is" The Man responds "The Banquet is private but the ball isn't. Royals do like their attention." Celico covers his head. "Why must they be this way?" He mutters under this breath.
Celico struggles his way through the groups of people. Many of them meeting up with new friends, meeting now ones, Or just talking about day to day life. making his way to the entrance he comes across a group of royal guards with lanterns and rifles blocking the entrance keeping the crowed back for now.
"Stop!" The guard says "The King isn't allowing anyone in yet."
Celico pulls out the invitation slip "I've been invited to the banquet. Not the ball" before handing it to the lead guard, he inspects it thoroughly "...Alright, follow the Guard you come across inside" Celico finally takes a moment to breath. Heading inside a guard grabs his attention. "follow me" Celico follows.
They arrive in a small den room "Wait here" the guard says. inside is a small group. some Royalty. king Alkast's Friends and people who wanted to pitch their ideas. among this group was two brothers. they had a piece of paper spread across the table. with a steam power rail wagon in it. "You think the king will consider our request?" The younger asks "You must have some faith Henry." Celico walks up and examines the paper "What is this?" he asks interrupting the two.
"Willard and me are working on this design here. A new type of..." Willard Interrupts Henry. "Hold on Henry. Are you Celico Venneti by any chance?"
"That is correct" Celico Says "The great explorer himself." Willard Corrects him "Also Known as a professional hothead and yapper. shouldn't you be bothering someone about how their tree is blocking one of your manors' views?" Celico Frowns "I... see... What even are you working on?" He says trying to look at the paper as Willard stands to block his view.
"Something your kind has been adamant on preventing long enough." Willard States. "Preventing? Ah I see. your one of those people who are investing in rail." Celico says. "We're building one" Henry Responds. Celico Looks at Henry Slightly askew. "What a preposterous idea! No one would invest into this. certainly not the king" Celico proclaims. "And if you don't see my point. I may just have to challenge you to a duel."
"Such a ridiculous proposal." Willard states. "This is neither the time and place. yet I will be happy to put you in your place if you wish to push forward with it.".
"Very well." Celico says "Swords?", "No Pistols" Willard says. Celico shakes his head in disapproval "Figures a fellow such as yourself wouldn't have a sword. Time?"
"You would be correct. I have no training with a sword, I will agree to a single shot duel. four tomorrow. the courtyard." Willard affirms. "perfect" Celico Responds. "Then it is settled Tomorrow at Twelve."
"Good enough for me." Willard responds.
"This feels unnecessary." Henry Comments. "Henry. Some people need to have common sense beaten into them before they can learn." Willard says.
A steward For the keep comes into the room "Alkast will see you now, If you are done arguing amongst each other, you can follow me."
The Group of nobles and rich folk as well as people who just wish to pitch their ideas. two stewards wait outside a door as they are led into a small dining room. King Alkast with his wife and his youngest son and his wife. all dressed in fancy clothing. Alkast stands up at the empty table and greets the group.
"Welcome! I'm sorry about the change of events. My son wanted to hold a ball for his anniversary." Alkast says. "I am still glad you could make it." Alkast is interrupted by his son. "Father. May I speak?" Alkast holds up his hand to the group in a gesture to tell them to wait "Yes?" Alkast asks. "I thought I asked that you hold off the banquet?" Alkast shakes his head. "The ball comes first. I wasn't calling off a banquet where people where already invited."
"Excuse me." A Nobile speaks up "But were were invited to a banquet. there is no food."
Aklast faces back to the group "AH YES OF COURSE! I would never leave our esteemed guests without food to talk over. unfortunately. The cooks have been overworked making food for the ball so we must wait until it is over."
"And How long will the Ball take? I came here to discuses future investments. Not to dance." Celico blurts out. "As much as I hate to agree with the fool. he is right." Willard adds.
King Alkast once again raises his hand this time in surrender. "Ah... my apologies. That was part of this banquet. I hope you do not mind waiting a little longer. And Celico, I am glad to see you again. I haven't seen you since your last voyage west."
"It has been some time" Celico says. "But I am glad to be back. At least until I can set out again." Alkast nods. before turning his attention to the Steward. "Inform that guards that we are allowing people inside now. I shall begin making my way to the ball room."
The steward bows. "Of course your majesty." Before turning and leaving.
The door to the dining room closes, as Alkast once again turns to the group. "If you would follow me to the ballroom."
The Palace opens up into a large room made from polished limestone where people are being let inside. "Should have brought the misses" Willard says. "Henry leave the papers in the dining room." Henry looks at all the papers and says "Oh. Of course!" Henry turns back towards the dining room.
As the music starts and everyone starts to dance Celico joins Alkast who is simply just watching in a chair. "Ah. Celico, come. take a seat" Alkast says waving Celico over. "So where's the queen?" Celico asks taking a seat in the chair "She left too Imperila to talk with it's leaders. Some of the representatives haven't had a good experience in Henvire. You know how electives are."
Celico Nods "You insult one person suddenly the next elective is a war monger." Alkast nods his head as he watches his son dance. "Continuing with a different subject. I would like to reserve the courtyard for a duel." Celico says. "A duel? With who?" Alkast inquires.
Celico Points towards Willard, who is currently teaching Henry how to dance with a lady. "Willard Terrex. He's got some attitude, along with strange ideas." Alkast Studies Willard. "He's not from here either. He's got Novantian all over him. you have my attention now, I will talk to him." Alkast stands up and walks over to Willard and they talk of a second before Alkast Returns with Willard by his side.
"So... You two wish to duel under a disagreement?" Alkast Inquires. "Not just a disagreement. He has insulted me." Celico says. "I... See..." Alkast Responds. "This seems more... Pointless then other duels in the past. But I will allow it." As the king sits back down, as the ball goes on. people dance, meet up with friends, as the orchestra changes between different kinds of music from different periods.
As the night drags on and the Hand of the grandfather clock reaches ten the activities begin to cease. King Alkast walks into the center. "Attention! Your attention please!" the music and chattering dies down. "Thank you." Alkast says "I want to thank you all for coming to the ball for my Son's and daughter in laws anniversary." The Stewards and guards begin to let people out as groups go to leave. As the grandfather clock strikes ten a bell tolls.
Celico joins back up in the dining room. A modest dinner for a banquet really. "Sorry if it's not enough I didn't feel life anything grand. and after the dancing I'm sure no one here wishes to overeat." Alkast says. "We are here to share ideas after all."
Henry and Willard sit next to each other while Celico sits Closer to Alkast and his Son. "So Celico. what brings you here?" Alkast says. Celico opens his satchel "I have a belief that there is land further east to were we are." Celico Rolls out a map with annotations. "Far Island is the furthest east anybody has gone east at this point." Celico points. "I mean... Surely Far Island isn't it? there must be more past the open oceans and storms."
"Well of course. the people of far Island believe there is more. but... Going so far is risky. and ultimately if there is nothing it's just a convoluted way to get to Verka." Alkast says.
"But. what if there is!?" Celico says "If there is a great land to the east we would want to be the first ones to discover it. just think of the money and political influence. "
Alkast Scratches his chin... "I will think about it... And how about our... new guests?"
Henry taps Willard on the shoulder "He's talking to us." Willard who was in the middle of eating. Willard shakes his head before swallowing. "Henry. I heard him. I wasn't going to talk with my mouth full." Henry stands up and grabs a large piece of paper. and lays it out across the table. Alkast looks in confusion. "what is it?"
Henry speaks up. "A Powered Steam Carriage. though we have heard people who built their own, locomotives. ours is special because it . We built a prototype back home in Novavantis. Local investors and the king weren't... Interested."
Celico speaks up cutting Henry off "And that's the problem the 'GAP' this locomotive covers. is already handled by ships and Stagecoaches. there is no use for it."
Willard Continues after Celico. "If you could not interrupt my brother. I would appreciate it. Henry Please continue."
Henry thanks his brother. "Thank you. It's uses firewood as a fuel that drives pistons that result in a speed of... 34 miles per hour." Alkast seems skeptical "And how long can it manage this speed? a few minutes?" Willard Answers looking directly at Celico. "Assuming you have the fuel... An entire day, not with rest stops. A full day."
A Nobleman Responds "Can that really be done?" Henry Responds "Of course! we've already done it!"
Alkast Shakes his head. "I am still skeptical... Such claims are unfounded." The Prince speaks up "I think we should invest in this." Alkast turns to his son. "Are you sure?" Celico chimes in "Don't fall for such claims with no evidence to back it up." The Prince Shakes his head. "This isn't about evidence. This fascinates me, and I will be honest. Both Ships and stagecoach have drawbacks. Ships can't go on land. and stagecoaches are agonizingly slow." He says "I would like something with a bit more speed for once."
The visiting nobles talk amongst themselves. "Very well." Alkast says. "And Celico. I will see to it you get the money you need." Others talk about investment opportunities. such as a air force made from how air balloons. Before Alkast signals to the Stewards "Prepare a set of rooms for our guests." The Steward nods "Right way sir."
Celico, Willard, and Henry are led out of the room into a hallway by a stewardess. "Celico here is your room. Don't damage anything. If you require anything please find one of the many Keep stewards." Celico Nods. "Finally. My patience was wearing thin. But everything seems to have worked out." The Stewardess Responds... "Yes... I am sure you have gotten what you needed."
Celico Picks out a book as the stewardess leaves and reads until he falls asleep for the duel tomorrow.
The night passed quickly and as the day and morning passed Celico and Willard with a small crowd the sundial in the courtyard shows 11:50. all is quiet as such duels normally are.
Celico and Willard meet in the center where a Steward holds a box. "The rules of this duel are simple. Both Participants will get a loaded pistol. Upon which standing back to back, you will take 8 paces forward, you will wait until the signal to fire at twelve." He takes a breath. "When, the signal is given you shall fire. If one is struck by the fired pistol, the other shall be considered the victor. if none or both is struck the duel shall be considered a draw."
Before the steward opens the box he asks "Do you both understand the rules?"
"Yes"
"I do"
Celico and Willard Respond at the same time, At this time the steward opens the box revealing the set of dueling pistols. "Take your pistol and position" taking both their pistols. Celico and Willard stand back to back taking 8 steps.
The Tension grows as Celico and Willard count their steps... at 8 they both stop. holding the pistols as the wait for the signal. Both sand still. Both know what will happen when and if they are struck by the bullet yet they have both agreed too it.
As soon as the sound from the distant grandfather clocks bell is heard the steward gives the signal "Fire."
Celico and Willard quickly turn to face each other. A single misplaced shot is the thin line between winning, losing, or a fatal mistake. The sound of two gunshots ring out through the courtyard. when Willard clasps his shoulder and falls over dropping the pistol. "Great Mother, this hurts more then I remember!"
"The duel has concluded, Celico Vanetti is the victor" the steward says taking the empty pistol and placing it back in the box. A small group rushes over to help Willard. "I think I was just grazed." Willard says. "Celico, you have proven yourself to be the better duelist. If I may ask? are you happy now?"
Celico gives a satisfied smile. "I am. Perhaps you will realize your error." Henry speaks up and says "Is this how you prove your better than someone? By shooting them, I'll take you on right now if I must. I do not accept this result!" Willard speaks up as Henry drones on "Henry. HENRY! Enough! he got his way for now. Just because he won a duel does not make him correct."
Henry Looks at Celico before Spiting at him. "For your sake. I hope we never meet again." Henry says. As the duel Willard is taken away. Alkast Places his hand on his head. "More mess for me to clean up." Alkast Comments as he approaches Celico "Here is the Banknote that will cover some of the cost for your expedition, hopefully there will be less blood this time." He hands Celico a lockbox with a key.
"Thank you." Celico says. Alkast leads Celico back outside the Keep to where some guards are by a Stagecoach.
"Don't get into trouble. I know how you think. and it is dangerous" Alkast says to Celico. "I will be fine. Nothing has killed me yet." Celico responds. "That is the type of thinking that puts you in such danger." Alkast Closes the Door.
"Where to?" the driver asks Celico. "Whitestone inn. I need to get my stuff. from there straight to Dontesk." The Driver nods before Spurring the Horses.
Part 1
4,687 words/19 minute Reading time
5th year of Navalation
Celico Vanetti Looks over the his ships deck and toward Opalesk, this is the 4th journey he had completed From Valestria to the Western Realms and back, Each time his ship the Averret traveled back and forth, he swore the city had grown significantly each time he returned.
Celico heads up to the quarter deck to speak with the Helmsman, "Those factories weren't there the last time we left." The Helmsman states. "They're building new stuff all the time now." Celico Responds patting the Helmsman's shoulder.
Old homes were replaced with new large brick factories near the harbor, they got to watch as new era rolled in, in real time. as the Averret makes it's final approach it's guided into port by a group of dockworkers. a group coming onboard by a small boat to tie down the docking ropes to the hooks.
"Secure over here!" One calls out. "Secure here too. Start bringing her in!"
Using a combination of pulleys the ship is slowly pulled into dock, Despite the weight of the ship, the combination of leverage points makes it possible to pull the ship in my hand even if it still takes over an hour.
Celico steps off for the first time since docking after 30 minutes. "Mr. Vanetti, Back from another Voyage I see." A guard says as they approach, "I do need the Cargo manifest and to know if anyone is sick."
Passing on the written Cargo manifest to the guard Celico says "We had a small outbreak of the Verkian Flu but no one has it now". The guard nods "That's all, you can go on now, We will be sure to take care of the Averret."
Nodding Celico Joins back up with the Helmsman as he heads into the city "Mr. Antrov" Celico says "Ah. Celico, kind of you to join me." Antrov responds. "I was heading up to see my Wife and boy, it's been a while, And I owe them both several months in made up time. what's your plan?" Celico Responds saying "There's this really nice inn I plan to stay at while I wait for payment, Organize all the crews pay and all that."
The two pass by a man trying to sell stocks in a railway company startup "invest in Cross-island railway! the future of transportation lies in rail!" Antrov shakes his head as they pass by. "I don't get why they even try. I don't see this railway thing taking off." Celico nods and says "The coach and wagon companies have been trying to cut into shipping for millennia. this is just their newest idea. People will come to their senses soon enough."
"Well the inns are up that way, I assume this is where we part for now." Antrov says. "Of course. Tell them I said hello" Celico Says, Antrov heads right heading to his home. Continuing ahead to the inns and taverns head steps inside. to which he gets a purchase slip which he will later send to bank to have it paid for him, hes given a key and retires to his temporary room.
Taking a seat he opens his bag and pulls out a map, annotations cover the map but on the right arrows point east with writing reading "Next voyage?" Sure going west to descover the western kingdoms wasn't easy. but crossing an entire ocean they have no idea the size of is quite the challenge.
Celico searches through a drawer looking for a quill and ink and prepares to write a letter to his family specifically to his brother back in , "Dear, Brother. I hope this letter finds you well. I once again find myself returning home from a voyage. But I find myself no longer excited traveling to the west. I seek a new adventure to go were none have gone before, to go east and seek a new land. But of course the problem comes once again down to money. I've could easily afford another trip west, but I have no idea how far a eastern land is. or if there is a east. I must ask for an investment into the trip. Tell Mother and Father I said hello, Your brother -Celico"
Celico Folds the Letter and places it on the desk as he looks out towards the sea. unable to see it past the buildings and factories. He fold the letter and places a stamp before he gets up. he leaves his room and makes his way outside the inn. Traveling through the streets he makes his way to the nearbye Post office as the afternoon sun beams down.
Celico Opens the door with a creak, "Good day" He greets to the official Managing the office "Ah, good day. Here to drop off a letter?" Celico hands it over. "Already stamped. good good." the official says "I'll make sure this gets posted."
Celico then takes the rest of the day off taking a break after being at sea for more than a few months.
As the sun rises upon a new day Celico makes his way to a Stagecoach. "Heading too Chezkvod. I have somewhere to go" the stagecoach's Driver nods. "that will be 12 Silvv" Celico pulls out some hard card like money and hands it to him. "Give me a minute too ledger this" As he leaves to fill some things out. he returns shortly later "Alright, I'm waiting on you. Come back when you are packed up"
Celico nods and leaves returning to the inn to pack his things. Silvv, His journal, a checkbook, maps, Travel cloths and formal clothes, Anything he would need that could convince a king or even a Senator to invest in his Journey. Loading them in a trunk. and carrying it as best he can back to the stagecoach. "I take your stuff from here." The Coach hand says taking the trunk as he moves to mount it on the back.
Celico is guided inside the Coach and the door is shut behind him, "The trip to Chezkvod takes 12 days. But there's plenty of stops on the way. Not exactly a dangerous route so just try to enjoy the trip." the driver says as he spurs the horses.
The Stagecoach continues onwards moving from town to town until it arrives at Chezkvod, the city of 3 castles. It rattles as the wheels move onto the cobblestone road, waking the unconscious Celico inside.
"Can we be more careful? I am trying to rest." Celico Says.
"Sorry, we just hit the cobbles" The Driver responds, turning down another street "The transfer between the roads is a little rough. we are almost there." Celico sits up "Well I am awake now" As he slides the curtains for the stagecoach closed as he changes from his sleeping clothes to a formal outfit as the stagecoach comes to stop just outside the old city walls. as it comes to a stop a worker comes over and places a step and opens the door for Celico.
Celico Steps out and thanks the workers. "Where do you want your trunk?" The worker asks as two detach it from the back. "Whitestone Inn." Celico Responds as he heads into the city passing through the entrance where the portcullis had long since been removed replaced by city guards armed with riles. The city is a masterpiece of long term engineering, Some of the oldest buildings and walls being over 1000 years old.
Celico travels through the city, while the streets are still busy it is not crowded. "Whitestone inn is over here. Please wait here while I make the arrangements for my stay." Making his way into the inn the owner greets Celico "Ah, Celico. Welcome back, I'll be happy to let you know that the previous room you took is available again." Celico Gives the owner the Silv and the workers bring his trunk of clothes and other belongings inside.
Celico not one to be sitting around idly Writes to Antrov to move the Averret to the city of Dontesk, and quickly moves to write a letter to the king of Henvire. "Honorable King Alkast Harvaski, I send this letter seeking monetary help, you may have remembered when you invested over 1,000,000 Silv into my voyage in discovering a naval passage to the west. I plan to sail east to discover any new potential lands. But I do not have such funds on me and I wish to meet with you again. your friend - Celico Vanetti" Celico puts a special Stamp on the letter before heading to the nearest post office.
2 days have passed Celico Prepares to head down to the post office. But instead he hears a knock at the door. Opening it a royal messenger greets him "Greetings, You have a letter directly from king Alkast. He has invited you to the upcoming banquet at Soronavich's Keep." Celico takes the letter and quickly reads it.
"Celico Vanetti I have read your leter and have invited you to the upcoming banquet, Stuff about being happy to have me. in this letter you will find your invitation" Celico reads the rest in Silvence. "This is good. Inform king Alkast I will be there." as he pulls the invitation paper out of it's own slot
The messenger nods. "Very Well" before leaving.
Celico waves the messenger goodbye. as he reads the remaining part of the Invitation "This is two days from now? How lucky." Celico leaves Whitestone inn to find a tailor, the morning city is filled with people going about their day. Some people even bump into him in the crowded streets as he makes his way through. he spots a sign "Saruniski's Tailoring" he makes his way over heading inside
"Greetings, how can I help you?" Says a man standing at mannequin inspecting a dress Who Celico can assume to be Saruniski.
"My clothes need to be fixed up. I spend several months at sea and I plan to visit the king." Celico says taking off his tailcoat. which has split ends at several points as well as his waistcoat that had been falling apart.
"Hmmm... Split ends, torn stitching. Nothing too bad though. 4 Silv should cover it. I am backed up though and I will take me a week before and can get around to it." Saruniski says to Celico. "A week!? I don't have that kind of time. how much to do it now?" Celico asks.
Saruniski taps his fingers on the wall "Well. it's two Silv for the expensive stuff and half a Silv for the regular..." As he does the math in his head. "32 and that's still going to take me a day." he responds.
Celico does not seem pleased with the price. but he decides to go with it. "Are you sure you are not some kind of con artist?" There is a Silence between the two "32 it is but no more. My clothes better be ready or I am dragging you to the nearest guardhouse myself." Saruniski raises his hands "Please there is no need for threats, I run an honest business here."
Celico Steps outside before he can speak he is pushed by people trying to get by "The nerve of some people" he sighs. Moving to his next stop.
The next few days pass by quickly. Ceilco was of course growing more and more impatient. but after picking up his his clothes from Saruniski. As he is sitting in his room at Whitestone inn when a carriage pulls up.
"At last" Celico says seeing it outside the window, getting his stuff and his future expedition plans into a satchel. Making his way down and outside where the evening sun beams down he sees a man standing next to the Stagecoach lantern in hand. "Are you Celico Venneti?" The man asks.
"Correct." Celico Responds
"We are here to take you to Soronavich's Keep where the banquet is taking place" The man says opening the door inside the Stagecoach allowing Celico to step inside. The man climbs atop the stagecoach "Take us to Soronavich's Keep." the driver nods and spurs the horses. Celico takes the time to overlook his plans. Far island is about as far east as anybody has successfully gone at this point. Celico re-checks and checks again his plans over and over over the 25 minute ride.
As the moon begins to rise the stagecoach slows to a stop celico see's a large group of people outside the keep along with the chatter that usually follows large groups. the man atop jumps down and lets Celico outside "I thought this was a private banquet?" He shouts over the crowd. "It still is" The Man responds "The Banquet is private but the ball isn't. Royals do like their attention." Celico covers his head. "Why must they be this way?" He mutters under this breath.
Celico struggles his way through the groups of people. Many of them meeting up with new friends, meeting now ones, Or just talking about day to day life. making his way to the entrance he comes across a group of royal guards with lanterns and rifles blocking the entrance keeping the crowed back for now.
"Stop!" The guard says "The King isn't allowing anyone in yet."
Celico pulls out the invitation slip "I've been invited to the banquet. Not the ball" before handing it to the lead guard, he inspects it thoroughly "...Alright, follow the Guard you come across inside" Celico finally takes a moment to breath. Heading inside a guard grabs his attention. "follow me" Celico follows.
They arrive in a small den room "Wait here" the guard says. inside is a small group. some Royalty. king Alkast's Friends and people who wanted to pitch their ideas. among this group was two brothers. they had a piece of paper spread across the table. with a steam power rail wagon in it. "You think the king will consider our request?" The younger asks "You must have some faith Henry." Celico walks up and examines the paper "What is this?" he asks interrupting the two.
"Willard and me are working on this design here. A new type of..." Willard Interrupts Henry. "Hold on Henry. Are you Celico Venneti by any chance?"
"That is correct" Celico Says "The great explorer himself." Willard Corrects him "Also Known as a professional hothead and yapper. shouldn't you be bothering someone about how their tree is blocking one of your manors' views?" Celico Frowns "I... see... What even are you working on?" He says trying to look at the paper as Willard stands to block his view.
"Something your kind has been adamant on preventing long enough." Willard States. "Preventing? Ah I see. your one of those people who are investing in rail." Celico says. "We're building one" Henry Responds. Celico Looks at Henry Slightly askew. "What a preposterous idea! No one would invest into this. certainly not the king" Celico proclaims. "And if you don't see my point. I may just have to challenge you to a duel."
"Such a ridiculous proposal." Willard states. "This is neither the time and place. yet I will be happy to put you in your place if you wish to push forward with it.".
"Very well." Celico says "Swords?", "No Pistols" Willard says. Celico shakes his head in disapproval "Figures a fellow such as yourself wouldn't have a sword. Time?"
"You would be correct. I have no training with a sword, I will agree to a single shot duel. four tomorrow. the courtyard." Willard affirms. "perfect" Celico Responds. "Then it is settled Tomorrow at Twelve."
"Good enough for me." Willard responds.
"This feels unnecessary." Henry Comments. "Henry. Some people need to have common sense beaten into them before they can learn." Willard says.
A steward For the keep comes into the room "Alkast will see you now, If you are done arguing amongst each other, you can follow me."
The Group of nobles and rich folk as well as people who just wish to pitch their ideas. two stewards wait outside a door as they are led into a small dining room. King Alkast with his wife and his youngest son and his wife. all dressed in fancy clothing. Alkast stands up at the empty table and greets the group.
"Welcome! I'm sorry about the change of events. My son wanted to hold a ball for his anniversary." Alkast says. "I am still glad you could make it." Alkast is interrupted by his son. "Father. May I speak?" Alkast holds up his hand to the group in a gesture to tell them to wait "Yes?" Alkast asks. "I thought I asked that you hold off the banquet?" Alkast shakes his head. "The ball comes first. I wasn't calling off a banquet where people where already invited."
"Excuse me." A Nobile speaks up "But were were invited to a banquet. there is no food."
Aklast faces back to the group "AH YES OF COURSE! I would never leave our esteemed guests without food to talk over. unfortunately. The cooks have been overworked making food for the ball so we must wait until it is over."
"And How long will the Ball take? I came here to discuses future investments. Not to dance." Celico blurts out. "As much as I hate to agree with the fool. he is right." Willard adds.
King Alkast once again raises his hand this time in surrender. "Ah... my apologies. That was part of this banquet. I hope you do not mind waiting a little longer. And Celico, I am glad to see you again. I haven't seen you since your last voyage west."
"It has been some time" Celico says. "But I am glad to be back. At least until I can set out again." Alkast nods. before turning his attention to the Steward. "Inform that guards that we are allowing people inside now. I shall begin making my way to the ball room."
The steward bows. "Of course your majesty." Before turning and leaving.
The door to the dining room closes, as Alkast once again turns to the group. "If you would follow me to the ballroom."
The Palace opens up into a large room made from polished limestone where people are being let inside. "Should have brought the misses" Willard says. "Henry leave the papers in the dining room." Henry looks at all the papers and says "Oh. Of course!" Henry turns back towards the dining room.
As the music starts and everyone starts to dance Celico joins Alkast who is simply just watching in a chair. "Ah. Celico, come. take a seat" Alkast says waving Celico over. "So where's the queen?" Celico asks taking a seat in the chair "She left too Imperila to talk with it's leaders. Some of the representatives haven't had a good experience in Henvire. You know how electives are."
Celico Nods "You insult one person suddenly the next elective is a war monger." Alkast nods his head as he watches his son dance. "Continuing with a different subject. I would like to reserve the courtyard for a duel." Celico says. "A duel? With who?" Alkast inquires.
Celico Points towards Willard, who is currently teaching Henry how to dance with a lady. "Willard Terrex. He's got some attitude, along with strange ideas." Alkast Studies Willard. "He's not from here either. He's got Novantian all over him. you have my attention now, I will talk to him." Alkast stands up and walks over to Willard and they talk of a second before Alkast Returns with Willard by his side.
"So... You two wish to duel under a disagreement?" Alkast Inquires. "Not just a disagreement. He has insulted me." Celico says. "I... See..." Alkast Responds. "This seems more... Pointless then other duels in the past. But I will allow it." As the king sits back down, as the ball goes on. people dance, meet up with friends, as the orchestra changes between different kinds of music from different periods.
As the night drags on and the Hand of the grandfather clock reaches ten the activities begin to cease. King Alkast walks into the center. "Attention! Your attention please!" the music and chattering dies down. "Thank you." Alkast says "I want to thank you all for coming to the ball for my Son's and daughter in laws anniversary." The Stewards and guards begin to let people out as groups go to leave. As the grandfather clock strikes ten a bell tolls.
Celico joins back up in the dining room. A modest dinner for a banquet really. "Sorry if it's not enough I didn't feel life anything grand. and after the dancing I'm sure no one here wishes to overeat." Alkast says. "We are here to share ideas after all."
Henry and Willard sit next to each other while Celico sits Closer to Alkast and his Son. "So Celico. what brings you here?" Alkast says. Celico opens his satchel "I have a belief that there is land further east to were we are." Celico Rolls out a map with annotations. "Far Island is the furthest east anybody has gone east at this point." Celico points. "I mean... Surely Far Island isn't it? there must be more past the open oceans and storms."
"Well of course. the people of far Island believe there is more. but... Going so far is risky. and ultimately if there is nothing it's just a convoluted way to get to Verka." Alkast says.
"But. what if there is!?" Celico says "If there is a great land to the east we would want to be the first ones to discover it. just think of the money and political influence. "
Alkast Scratches his chin... "I will think about it... And how about our... new guests?"
Henry taps Willard on the shoulder "He's talking to us." Willard who was in the middle of eating. Willard shakes his head before swallowing. "Henry. I heard him. I wasn't going to talk with my mouth full." Henry stands up and grabs a large piece of paper. and lays it out across the table. Alkast looks in confusion. "what is it?"
Henry speaks up. "A Powered Steam Carriage. though we have heard people who built their own, locomotives. ours is special because it . We built a prototype back home in Novavantis. Local investors and the king weren't... Interested."
Celico speaks up cutting Henry off "And that's the problem the 'GAP' this locomotive covers. is already handled by ships and Stagecoaches. there is no use for it."
Willard Continues after Celico. "If you could not interrupt my brother. I would appreciate it. Henry Please continue."
Henry thanks his brother. "Thank you. It's uses firewood as a fuel that drives pistons that result in a speed of... 34 miles per hour." Alkast seems skeptical "And how long can it manage this speed? a few minutes?" Willard Answers looking directly at Celico. "Assuming you have the fuel... An entire day, not with rest stops. A full day."
A Nobleman Responds "Can that really be done?" Henry Responds "Of course! we've already done it!"
Alkast Shakes his head. "I am still skeptical... Such claims are unfounded." The Prince speaks up "I think we should invest in this." Alkast turns to his son. "Are you sure?" Celico chimes in "Don't fall for such claims with no evidence to back it up." The Prince Shakes his head. "This isn't about evidence. This fascinates me, and I will be honest. Both Ships and stagecoach have drawbacks. Ships can't go on land. and stagecoaches are agonizingly slow." He says "I would like something with a bit more speed for once."
The visiting nobles talk amongst themselves. "Very well." Alkast says. "And Celico. I will see to it you get the money you need." Others talk about investment opportunities. such as a air force made from how air balloons. Before Alkast signals to the Stewards "Prepare a set of rooms for our guests." The Steward nods "Right way sir."
Celico, Willard, and Henry are led out of the room into a hallway by a stewardess. "Celico here is your room. Don't damage anything. If you require anything please find one of the many Keep stewards." Celico Nods. "Finally. My patience was wearing thin. But everything seems to have worked out." The Stewardess Responds... "Yes... I am sure you have gotten what you needed."
Celico Picks out a book as the stewardess leaves and reads until he falls asleep for the duel tomorrow.
The night passed quickly and as the day and morning passed Celico and Willard with a small crowd the sundial in the courtyard shows 11:50. all is quiet as such duels normally are.
Celico and Willard meet in the center where a Steward holds a box. "The rules of this duel are simple. Both Participants will get a loaded pistol. Upon which standing back to back, you will take 8 paces forward, you will wait until the signal to fire at twelve." He takes a breath. "When, the signal is given you shall fire. If one is struck by the fired pistol, the other shall be considered the victor. if none or both is struck the duel shall be considered a draw."
Before the steward opens the box he asks "Do you both understand the rules?"
"Yes"
"I do"
Celico and Willard Respond at the same time, At this time the steward opens the box revealing the set of dueling pistols. "Take your pistol and position" taking both their pistols. Celico and Willard stand back to back taking 8 steps.
The Tension grows as Celico and Willard count their steps... at 8 they both stop. holding the pistols as the wait for the signal. Both sand still. Both know what will happen when and if they are struck by the bullet yet they have both agreed too it.
As soon as the sound from the distant grandfather clocks bell is heard the steward gives the signal "Fire."
Celico and Willard quickly turn to face each other. A single misplaced shot is the thin line between winning, losing, or a fatal mistake. The sound of two gunshots ring out through the courtyard. when Willard clasps his shoulder and falls over dropping the pistol. "Great Mother, this hurts more then I remember!"
"The duel has concluded, Celico Vanetti is the victor" the steward says taking the empty pistol and placing it back in the box. A small group rushes over to help Willard. "I think I was just grazed." Willard says. "Celico, you have proven yourself to be the better duelist. If I may ask? are you happy now?"
Celico gives a satisfied smile. "I am. Perhaps you will realize your error." Henry speaks up and says "Is this how you prove your better than someone? By shooting them, I'll take you on right now if I must. I do not accept this result!" Willard speaks up as Henry drones on "Henry. HENRY! Enough! he got his way for now. Just because he won a duel does not make him correct."
Henry Looks at Celico before Spiting at him. "For your sake. I hope we never meet again." Henry says. As the duel Willard is taken away. Alkast Places his hand on his head. "More mess for me to clean up." Alkast Comments as he approaches Celico "Here is the Banknote that will cover some of the cost for your expedition, hopefully there will be less blood this time." He hands Celico a lockbox with a key.
"Thank you." Celico says. Alkast leads Celico back outside the Keep to where some guards are by a Stagecoach.
"Don't get into trouble. I know how you think. and it is dangerous" Alkast says to Celico. "I will be fine. Nothing has killed me yet." Celico responds. "That is the type of thinking that puts you in such danger." Alkast Closes the Door.
"Where to?" the driver asks Celico. "Whitestone inn. I need to get my stuff. from there straight to Dontesk." The Driver nods before Spurring the Horses.
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Rain Burn / Rain Burn, page 494
« Last post by VirBot on April 24, 2026, 09:00:56 pm »
GOOD DAY, SIR!!!!!!!!
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Writer's Guild / Tales Of Valestria
« Last post by Prince Timber on April 24, 2026, 05:14:30 pm »Welcome!
Here I will be posting Short stories for my series "Tales Of Valestria" That takes place in a distant land like our own. Here you can read stories that take place in the same world that occur at different time periods. And witness as a world evolves from a world of magic to a world of machines and factories.
I hope you enjoy it!
If you have questions or wish to speak to me talk to me in the chat or leave a reply.
Here I will be posting Short stories for my series "Tales Of Valestria" That takes place in a distant land like our own. Here you can read stories that take place in the same world that occur at different time periods. And witness as a world evolves from a world of magic to a world of machines and factories.
I hope you enjoy it!
If you have questions or wish to speak to me talk to me in the chat or leave a reply.
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Panic!! Mysterious Dungeons! / Re: Panic!! Mysterious Dungeons! Page 140
« Last post by Virmir on April 23, 2026, 08:46:08 pm »Here Comes Team Rocket! (Each player plays with his or her Prize cards face up for the rest of the game.) (With hoping someone will understand the reference)
Oh ho ho
(Blast, thought I had more than two.)
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Panic!! Mysterious Dungeons! / Re: Panic!! Mysterious Dungeons! Page 140
« Last post by ShinyUmbreon on April 23, 2026, 02:27:31 pm »Here Comes Team Rocket! (Each player plays with his or her Prize cards face up for the rest of the game.) (With hoping someone will understand the reference)
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Rain Burn / Re: Rain Burn, page 493
« Last post by ArchTeryx on April 23, 2026, 09:26:27 am »Funny bit is he more or less could Just remake roko body if he wanted to. Not sure how exactly he is going to Bind his soul to it. But hey he has cloning tech. Maybe all you really need is the right body for the right soul. Either that or his soul was damaged due to messing with the eye.
Regardless thou The tailed dick has options. options he dose not want to do because all he cares about is becoming the god of life. Which is funny for someone who cares so little about it.
Much I hate to be That Guy ("Akschullally") he doesn't want to be the god of life. He wants to be a god, PERIOD. He figures that figuring out the secret to creating life both gets him his first worshipper and gets him godhood.
Were this classic kitsune lore, Suzocon would be a nogitsune trying to gain unearned and unsanctioned kami status. The normal way to do that is by pledging oneself to O-Inari. Suzucon ain't pledged to nobody, but he WANTS that tenko-kitsune status, because that means he can go toe to toe with the actual kami of this world.
He's corrupt and evil, but that ain't stopping him looking for loopholes. Seven tailed rat is right.
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Rain Burn / Re: Rain Burn, page 493
« Last post by Rman88 on April 22, 2026, 04:08:29 pm »Funny bit is he more or less could Just remake roko body if he wanted to. Not sure how exactly he is going to Bind his soul to it. But hey he has cloning tech. Maybe all you really need is the right body for the right soul. Either that or his soul was damaged due to messing with the eye.
Regardless thou The tailed dick has options. options he dose not want to do because all he cares about is becoming the god of life. Which is funny for someone who cares so little about it.
Regardless thou The tailed dick has options. options he dose not want to do because all he cares about is becoming the god of life. Which is funny for someone who cares so little about it.
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Rain Burn / Re: Rain Burn, page 493
« Last post by ArchTeryx on April 22, 2026, 02:35:56 pm »the Rat is just using roko as a resource to be used and expended. As really if he cared that much about souls. He could you know just kill some creatures and use their souls as fuel for his experiments. Thinking about it, why hasn't he done that yet? Or is that what he did originally?
I mean, those little reapers exist to ensure that spirits don't grow wildly out of control from devouring other souls, and Roko's eaten a *lot* of them for his survival. It wouldn't be a stretch to say that he could become nothing more than a hungry husk of his former self.
Well, technically he's not eating souls but lifeforce. At first, he scavenged lifeforce left behind after dying, like the Reapers. But now he's graduated to being a predator. And if he's allowed to grow out of control, the entire world becomes a stable necrosis in which the only living thing is the Blight, what is left of Roko.
Suzocon's proposed solution is just murdering Roko and using the empty shell, mana and all, to power one of his Miyo homunculi. They better start looking for a third option, and soon.
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Rain Burn / Re: Rain Burn, page 493
« Last post by Miss Nyan 64 on April 22, 2026, 09:59:03 am »the Rat is just using roko as a resource to be used and expended. As really if he cared that much about souls. He could you know just kill some creatures and use their souls as fuel for his experiments. Thinking about it, why hasn't he done that yet? Or is that what he did originally?
I mean, those little reapers exist to ensure that spirits don't grow wildly out of control from devouring other souls, and Roko's eaten a *lot* of them for his survival. It wouldn't be a stretch to say that he could become nothing more than a hungry husk of his former self.