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Imperial Tales: Kingdom Of Damian (Private With Drakus)
Under the night sky there is a large gathering outside of a castle. At this gathering there are tables of cooked game, and foraged foods. Water and wine available to all, and many of the attendees eat, drink and have a merry time as musicians play soft music in the back. Among the attendees are many well dressed individuals of lizardman, Nekos, and wolfkin. In the crowd of people seem to be one or two humans about. At one table that observes the rest of the gathering sits 8 lizardman dressed the sharpest of them all. Each with someone standing behind them, be they a guard, assistant, or even a significant other. Over along a stage an elderly neo woman walks on the stage and calls for the music to stop. She clears her throat and speaks to the crowd. "Greetings one and all, as we gather here under the full moon to celebrate. We have come to celebrate the gathering of 50 tribes and three races under one banner. We gather to celebrate over 500 years of tradition
and 80 years of harmony. We gather to celebrate the anniversary of the birth of the Kingdom of Damian!" Many of the attendees cheer before the neo speaks once more. "I, Shak'aja, Speaker of Those Lost, can reveal that our fallen ancestors smile upon us as we continue what they began. On this day 80 years ago, Imperial knight the lizardman Zakarn Gervik The First made a request to the emporerer. That request was for control of was once called the forbidden lands. With that he united 50 tribes of furs and scales and held them under his banner of safety forming the kingdom we know today. Now we stand here, singing and dancing thanks to the continued union. We have musicians of the capital's bard's college who traveled two moon cycles to be here on this day. We have Chancellor Merkel Neville, the emperor's right hand with us to bare witness to our celebration. We are guarded by Knight Captain Angelico of the Doro Clan, the mightiest hound in the kingdom. And of course we are honored today by those who ensure our kingdom continues to live in harmony. The royal Gervik Clan." The crowd cheers once more as the older lizardman at the head of the table smirks. "Allow to remind your loyal subjects of just who you each are." She addresses the Gervik's before turning to the crowd while gesturing to the. Table of lizardmen. "First and foremost the head of the Gervik Clan, King Zakarn Gervik III!" The king stands with his arms behind his back as the crowd cheer before he sits. "The matriarch Queen Luzo Gervik" The female lizard to his right stands waves to everyone. "Their first child, 4th in line to the throne, Princess Zuka" the princess stands with a chalice of wine in her hand with her husband behind her before actually speaking raising her chalice "To the peace of Damian!" The crowd repeats "TO THE PEACE OF DAMIAN!" Shak'aja speaks once more. "Their first son and 1st in line to the throne, Crown Prince Zakarn IV!" The crown prince stares glaring a fierce stare towards the crowd. "Their 3rd child, 2nd in line to the throne! Prince Lazo!" The slightly younger lizardmen doesn't stand he just smirks cockily drawing glares from his older siblings. "Their 4th child! 5th in line!The lovely Princess Raza!" The most feminine looking princess stands up and curtsies. "Their youngest two children 3rd and 6th in line respectively! Twins Zelaird and Zeldria!"
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