13-01-2026, 12:20 AM
Helná Pshamazrk, Director-General of the Ryk Sekrts Bro (RSB), had probably murdered more people in her twenties than Berger had seduced in his life with his big muscles. She quietly lingered near his seat while gauging the response of the others in her delegation. The Prefect held a reserved smile, but you could easily see the anger at Berger's statement behind his eyes. The Archduke Aldrkai, ever a trueborn Jelbic, did not hide his discontent behind false pleasantries. With a thud his fist landed on the table, and his mouth opened to scold the VVP chief.
Archduke Aldrkai Banmek-Sntazed
As he spoke Director-General Pshamazrk had made her move, leaning over Berger's shoulder to press her finger deep into the buffet food piled high on Berger's plate. While pulling the finger out of the food she made eye contact with the bewildered Triad politician and then gave him her own piece of wisdom.
Director-General Helná Pshamazrk
She grabbed a napkin from the table to clean her fingers and then used it to gesture towards Amudim's delegation.
Archduke Aldrkai Banmek-Sntazed
Quote:You speak of stabbing in the back?! Artanian hypocrites are always blind to their own greed! For a thousand years Northern Majatra stood stable as the Jelbosphere, your forefathers saw the rise of Jelbic Empires, the rise of friendship and loyalty between our nations - only to be betrayed as you returned Artanian colonialism to this tortured continent. You sold your own hides and honour by being in cahoots with Xsampans as you divided the last parts of what once was the proud nation of Beiteynu. No, herr Berger, what the Kingdom did to-- what--
As he spoke Director-General Pshamazrk had made her move, leaning over Berger's shoulder to press her finger deep into the buffet food piled high on Berger's plate. While pulling the finger out of the food she made eye contact with the bewildered Triad politician and then gave him her own piece of wisdom.
Director-General Helná Pshamazrk
Quote:You speak of thresholds, mister Berger. This is the Jelbic threshold when you camp in their backyard. Like violating their food in front of their eyes. Can you blame Wiel for the response? A piece of Beiteynu given to Xsampans with Triad consent, the last of the 'free' lands annexed by the Triad as well. And Wiel? Not even a courtesy call. That is when the Jelbic threshold was pushed beyond its limit, mister Berger. Goodwill and loyalty is a two way street.
She grabbed a napkin from the table to clean her fingers and then used it to gesture towards Amudim's delegation.
Quote:Our Yeudi allies understand the new order. The Xsampans have been driven from their land, the Triad mercenaries have returned to Himmelshtern. The King has promised the fabled return of the Eight Gems that Wrnuke holds to their ancestral land. This is a new dawn and a new future, the Yeudi partners in this room understand the need for loyalty. And the Jelbic side understands the need for cooperation. We are willing to forgive, are you?