[Legion Compound] - Setting Plans In Motion [Striker - Private, PM Invite Only]

[Keldon Elsdragon]

Third Brightening of the First Cycle in the Month of Melora in the Season Spring;
Era II of the Celestine Mandate, Era XIV
Post Fractum. The Second Era of the Regency of Milo L'Evienne

There was atleast sixty imperial troops all well armed, and standing around the tent, another forty troops stood near by with mounted troops moving through the Legion's compound. Security was on high stance, now the reason was not very well known. However one of the large tents seemed to have the most protection with guards flanking every corner of the tent and in between and a the entrance and in the general area.

Messengers quickly left the tent and moved away from the compound, they were dispatched to send for various officials in the city. The Captain of the Falcon Legion, Gena’ra from the city along with Mayal. The pair would be given instructions to bring with them any engineers the city had in there care. The Falcon legion would have requests for there department heads to come aswel, namely there training instructors, and whoever was in charge of there armorment's.

Outside the tent under the spring air was a table with small refreshments and none would be allowed to enter the tent until they presented ID, atleast for Government officials. Those who where with the Falcon Legion and escorted by there Captain would be allowed in so long as they were wearing the insignia of the Falcons.

Once allowed inside the tent there would be various maps of the city, some with layouts that looked like walls, others that had blueprints for roads, towers, large building. Several had detailed blueprints for a layout of the harbor and the largest one was perhaps the most detailed with thousands of lines, notes and things attached to it was a large Citadel design castle. However there was also small maps that were left some what empty in the center that denoted the Vineyards, and other quarters of the city.

In the center of the room was a large table, that likely took sometime to get into place as it appeared to weight a fair amount. At the head of the table just beyond the chair was a large four chests with four imperial legionnaires standing at each corner of the group. They would stand there and not move or respond to any questions asked.

[Striker]

Paxia’s beloved Senior Aedile arrived at the Imperial encampment as scheduled. His flowing purple robe, baring the standard of the fallen city, rested over his elegantly woven tunic and trousers. A hole had been constructed in the latter garment to afford the lionoid’s tail the luxury of freedom and mobility, and his outfit had been specifically tailored as to not uncomfortably encroach upon his finely trimmed fur. Entering the tent, Gena’ra spared occasional nods to those within while waiting for the others, his accompaniment, to pass through the outside guards and enter alongside him.

Captain Jagan of the Falcon Legion was the next to arrive. Flanked by two heavily armed Falcon soldiers, the proven leader of Paxia’s defense forces wore his customary gothic plate mail and his infamous sword by his side. The Captain’s unkempt white hair was uncovered by any helmet this brightening, and the stone-visage that he normally wore accompanied him this evening as well. Signaling for the two escorts to be at ease with a gauntlet-bedecked hand, the Captain nodded and moved beside the senior aedile.

The next to enter the local Provost’s tent was a peculiar elf of insignificant proportions. His raven hair streamed gracefully behind him, shrouding his pointy ears and falling down his backside. Like his people the elf’s features were finely chiseled and he possessed high cheek bones. His eyes, a majestic shade of blue, flickered in the candlelight as he entered and stood slightly behind Jagan’s right shoulder.

Finally, Mayal and a few others crowded into the luxurious tent. Many of the latter were the engineers, architects, and builders of the forthcoming prospective projects, and Gena’ra had purposely summoned them to this meeting to evaluate the upcoming developments and ventures. Many of them, however, wore impatient expressions as they had been contracted for limited periods of time as they had endeavored from cities outside of Arium and for the sole purpose of rebuilding Paxia. Because they were on contract, though, timeliness was essential for them to fulfill their job descriptions.

When the Paxians became situated, Darious Drake arrived upon the scene. Garbed in the traditional outfit of an officer of the Imperial Legion, the slender human offered a perfunctory nod to Gena’ra and Jagan who, noticeably, disregarded him entirely.