11-01-2026, 11:35 PM
9 August 5689 - Jorgen Island, Triad Republic of Narikaton, Darnussia and Himmelshtern
As the Jelbic congregation entered they were led by three individuals from the three branches of power in Wrnuke's society: at the head was the Prefect Intrsmor Shlajkaisrmko Trmékez, a broad and tall man with grey hair and a beard to match. A wealthy tycoon from Jelbic industry that now sat firmly at the top of Wrnuke's society, his investments ran deep in the military industrial complex and he had never made any effort to hide that. On his right was the Archduke of Banstill, Aldrkai Banmek-Sntazed, the future King of Wrnuke. While the monarchy had no real power anymore they certainly had imaginary powers, it had become a tradition for Prefects to consult the King on important matters. Perhaps having His Majesty himself attend was considered too much for the Jelbics, and as such the lesser option was chosen. Slightly behind both men was at last the third figure, a figure unknown to most but feared in certain corners: the Director-General of the RSB Helná Pshamazrk. The first woman to sit at the top of Wrnuke's intelligence agency, she had used a ladder of skulls to reach that top.
The Prefect, after a round of pleasantries with the others, quickly went to the buffet. The Archduke lingered for a while and then sat down in a prominent spot at the table. The Director-General stood in a corner, having a hushed conversation with a Yeudi colleague.
As the Jelbic congregation entered they were led by three individuals from the three branches of power in Wrnuke's society: at the head was the Prefect Intrsmor Shlajkaisrmko Trmékez, a broad and tall man with grey hair and a beard to match. A wealthy tycoon from Jelbic industry that now sat firmly at the top of Wrnuke's society, his investments ran deep in the military industrial complex and he had never made any effort to hide that. On his right was the Archduke of Banstill, Aldrkai Banmek-Sntazed, the future King of Wrnuke. While the monarchy had no real power anymore they certainly had imaginary powers, it had become a tradition for Prefects to consult the King on important matters. Perhaps having His Majesty himself attend was considered too much for the Jelbics, and as such the lesser option was chosen. Slightly behind both men was at last the third figure, a figure unknown to most but feared in certain corners: the Director-General of the RSB Helná Pshamazrk. The first woman to sit at the top of Wrnuke's intelligence agency, she had used a ladder of skulls to reach that top.
The Prefect, after a round of pleasantries with the others, quickly went to the buffet. The Archduke lingered for a while and then sat down in a prominent spot at the table. The Director-General stood in a corner, having a hushed conversation with a Yeudi colleague.