The Elysian Empire, born from the remnants of the Eastern Roman Empire, witnessed the resilience of its people as they fled to a new world, meticulously reconstructing their nation against numerous challenges. Over the centuries, they triumphed over...
Sivestian Dreadnought, ISS Qeunburg, Octubres 18, 825
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In the vast expanse of Elysian international waters, the Sivestian Empire's diplomatic initiative takes the form of the imposing Sivestian Dreadnought, ISS Qeunburg. After meticulous preparation spanning two days, the diplomatic ship embarks on its journey, traversing the open seas to reach its destination. A day later, it positions itself 80 kilometers away from the Elysian shore, a strategic distance signaling both presence and caution.
The ISS Qeunburg, a formidable warship in the Imperial Sivestian Navy, shares similarities in size and armaments with the renowned KMS Bismarck. What sets it apart, however, is its remarkable speed, achieved through the fusion of spell magic and the mystical 'Feathers of the Wind Dragon.' This blend of magical propulsion renders the dreadnought swift and agile, a testament to the advanced technologies woven into the fabric of elven naval power. As the vessel hovers on the edge of Elysian waters, it serves as a symbol of both diplomatic intent and the formidable might that underlines the complexities of inter-empire relations.
In the hushed confines of the command room aboard the ISS Qeunburg, Captain Arkhon, an elf of commanding stature, surveys the vast expanse of the ocean before him. As the ship hovers on the edge of Elysian waters, his thoughts echo through the room.
"These Humans... or what they call themselves, Elysians, are said to be more advanced than us." Captain Arkhon muses to himself, a tinge of contemplation evident in his voice. The notion of an adversary surpassing the Sivestian Empire in technological prowess sparks a quiet unease, and the weight of this realization hangs in the air of the command room. The impending diplomatic mission becomes not only a voyage across seas but a journey into the unknown realms of diplomacy with a purportedly superior civilization.
As Captain Arkhon contemplates the situation, the entrance of someone into the command room draws his attention. He glances back and sees a beautiful young girl, prompting him to turn and face her. Acknowledging her presence, he kneels and says, "Your Highness, Princess Vivian."
Princess Vivian Sivestia, the first princess of the Sivestian Empire, stands before him. Despite her youthful appearance, a testament to elven longevity, she carries the weight of 168 years. In the unique elven perspective of age, her beauty conceals a wealth of experience.
"Stand up, Captain Arkhon," Princess Vivian orders, and he rises to his feet. "How long until we arrive at the humans' empire?" she inquires.
Captain Arkhon, composed and attentive, adjusts himself before responding, "About 23 Moyones (minutes), your highness." His measured reply conveys a sense of precision and readiness, aligning with the meticulous planning characteristic of elven endeavors. The impending encounter with the Elysian Empire, nestled within the ticking of the ship's temporal journey, adds a layer of anticipation to the atmosphere in the command room.
