Log of the Forty-ninth Governors' Council 8/14/17

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Log of the Forty-ninth Governors' Council 8/14/17

Post by Lord DaKaren » Fri Jan 05, 2018 7:18 pm

King Blackthorn: Welcome governors and citizens to this month's Council meeting.
Willa of the Yew-Wood: *applies a bit of poison potion to the flea infested area*
Skattles II: *licks at liquid*
Willa of the Yew-Wood: Don't lick that
Skattles II: mrf!
Carpe Diem: hello everyone
Willa of the Yew-Wood: *gives him a cure*
Kittie: *nods a hello*
Skattles II: *rubs side of leg on chair arm*
King Blackthorn: *nods hello to everyone*
Tanda: Your Grace
Tanda: *smiles*
Willa of the Yew-Wood: *watches the fleas die*
King Blackthorn: I am sorry that the town criers were confused about the time of this council,
King Blackthorn: but I'm pleased to see so many of you here now.
King Blackthorn: *looks through his notes*
King Blackthorn: If a governor will not be able to attend a meeting of the Council,
King Blackthorn: Contact my secretaries (Elizabella@uoem.net and Malachi@uoem.net.)
Willa of the Yew-Wood: *rinses poison off with healing potion*
King Blackthorn: If you would like to make a request for assistance with an event,
Skattles II: *laps up healing potion*
King Blackthorn: it should be sent to Lord Raine (UORaine@gmail.com).
Willa of the Yew-Wood: All better Skattles.
King Blackthorn: He has a cottage with a mailbox in northwest Britain, near the North Side Inn.
King Blackthorn: I see that several governors were unable to be here tonight.
King Blackthorn: Would anyone like to speak for one of their towns this evening?
King Blackthorn: Now I invite each governor to give a State of the Town status report,
King Blackthorn: With each governor yielding the floor to the next in line.
King Blackthorn: We will start from Britain this meeting. Governor Warner, you have the floor.
Dot Warner: Thank you, Your Majesty.
Dot Warner: I'm pleased to report that I believe we've curtailed city's mongbat problem...at least for now.
Dot Warner: Apparently, Feluccan mongbats were riling up the local horde. As when we followed them to their nest, we discovered a crudely cast moongate.
Dot Warner: ...as well as a strange mongbat wearing a Council of Mages sigil associated with Anon.
Dot Warner: Since this mongbat was capable of magic, it is assumed to have been one of his rumored lov...er...ahem...pets.
Dot Warner: Unfortunately, upon close examination of the corpse, it evaporated. This suggests it was some sort of simulacrum, and we may face it again in the future. *sighs*
Dot Warner: For now, however, I have ended the curfew for minors...but the increased guard presence will remain.
Dot Warner: To aid in housing refugees, I have repurposed the plot of land just west of FitzOwen Green into suitable accommodations for thirty persons...with the capacity for half again as many should the need arise.
Dot Warner: Now in happier news, I plan on holding the Fourth Annual Smuggler's Run Regatta on Wednesday, August 30th at 8pm C. Please see the Tribune for the relevant details.
Dot Warner: That is all for Britain. Thank you, Your Majesty. I yield to Governor Kittie.
Kittie: *smiles and nods to Dot*
Kittie: Thank you kindly Governor. Your Majesty.. things have been progressive in Moonglow. Things are quieting down and the townspeople seem in good spirits. There is still turmoil in Lakeshire, but I am looking for ways
Kittie: to ease things. I am hopeful your Majesty.. these slavers must be stopped. .. I yield the floor to .. *her fur stands on end, whiskers flared, a slight growl in her tone* .. Governor Skattles...
Dot Warner: *smirks*
Skattles II: mrrrff?
Skattles II: *tilts head*
Kittie: *hisses*
Skattles II: woof!
Skattles II: bark bark!
Kittie: *hiss and a growl*
Willa of the Yew-Wood: Skattles... be nice to Kittie.
Skattles II: *growls low*
Skattles II: Bark! Bark bark bark!
Skattles II: Rrrr... woof!
Kittie: *growls with ears flat to her head*
Skattles II: Bark!
Dr Jerred DeSule: Skattles!
Skattles II: *whines*
Dr Jerred DeSule: Vesper has nothing to report, your majesty.
Willa of the Yew-Wood: Kittie is good...
Dr Jerred DeSule: I am continuing to hit roadblocks in fixing this situation...
Willa of the Yew-Wood: You be nice...
Kittie: *smiles to Willa*
Willa of the Yew-Wood: *pats Skattles*
Skattles II: *wags tail*
Dr Jerred DeSule: The office of animal affairs wants form 61A..
Dr Jerred DeSule: Unfortunately, I can't fill out form 61A, because I don't know Skattles' birth origin.
Dot Warner: *considers buttering up Skattles for favorable trade*
King Blackthorn: *smiles*
Dr Jerred DeSule: An unknown origin means I can't register the pet...
Dr Jerred DeSule: But he's.. already on file..
Dr Jerred DeSule: *rubs temple*
Dr Jerred DeSule: In other news, I'm still investigating a possible final book from the sketchy bodice-ripper author
Dr Jerred DeSule: It appears there may be pages scattered to the winds. When I'm a little further along, I'll have need of assistance.
Martyna Z'muir: *snickers*
Dr Jerred DeSule: *smiles at Skattles*
Dr Jerred DeSule: Anything you'd like to add, Mr. Governor?
Skattles II: BARK!
Willa of the Yew-Wood: *wonders if that is a yeild*
Willa of the Yew-Wood: Um... I guess he yields...
Dr Jerred DeSule: I don't think you'll get anything else from him, so long as that sausage is there
Willa of the Yew-Wood: So... Anyway... things in Yew are lovely...
Willa of the Yew-Wood: It's been a beautiful year so far.
Skattles II: rrrr..
Kittie: *growls lowly*
King Blackthorn: *pats*
Skattles II: GRR!
Skattles II: Bark!
Willa of the Yew-Wood: Don't think I have anything to report really...
Kittie: *hiss*
Willa of the Yew-Wood: I yield to Governor Diem...
Carpe Diem: thank you
Carpe Diem: Jhelom has nothing to report at this time
Kittie: *hiss!*
Skattles II: Grrr!
Willa of the Yew-Wood: *pats Skattles*
Willa of the Yew-Wood: Ssshhhh
Skattles II: bark!
King Blackthorn: Thank you to all the governors for keeping me informed about your towns and cities.
Willa of the Yew-Wood: Come sit..
Kittie: *growls and instinctively swats at him*
Skattles II: Rrrarrr.. woof!
Skattles II: yipe!
Willa of the Yew-Wood: *pats chair*
Carpe Diem: I yield to Gov. Tanda
King Blackthorn: Ah, yes, please go ahead, Governor Knighthawke.
Tanda: Thank you, Your Grace
Tanda: Minoc fairs well, there has been a bit of peace restored
Tanda: We did have an interesting vote at the High Council
Tanda: pertaining to legislation to define personhood
Tanda: and to deal with Hate Crimes
Tanda: We shall see if it enables us to maintain
Tanda: a more just environment
Tanda: That is all Your Grace
King Blackthorn: Thank you, Governor Knighthawke.
King Blackthorn: Our Minister of Security, Magnus Grey, shall now address the Council.
Magnus Grey: Your majesty. Governors.
Magnus Grey: I have several matters to talk with you about tonight.
Magnus Grey: After looking into matters south of Trinsic, Britannian Security has uncovered information.
Magnus Grey: The attacks are being perpetrated by a group know as the Heartless Heirs.
Magnus Grey: They are apparently undead mercenaries lead by a man named Lothar.
Magnus Grey: Looking into our records, there was a mercenary by that name who died in Deceit years ago.
Magnus Grey: We are not sure if it is the same being.
Magnus Grey: We plan to follow-up on that investigation when there is time,
Magnus Grey: But we believe the group has currently gone to ground.
Magnus Grey: We are also looking into the confirmed outbreak of a sickness across Britannia.
Magnus Grey: Currently, there has been some difficulty treating the afflicted,
Magnus Grey: And both healers and mages are stumped.
Magnus Grey: We are asking all citizens to take care when trying to aid or treat those with the disease.
Magnus Grey: Tomorrow, I plan to send Britannian Security to help with a matter in Ter Mur.
Magnus Grey: I have been asked not to discuss this matter more in such an open setting.
Magnus Grey: *frowns*
Magnus Grey: Any questions on Britannian security?
King Blackthorn: My thanks to Minister Grey.
Magnus Grey: Thank you for your time.
Skattles II: mwrf.
Magnus Grey: *leaves quietly*
King Blackthorn: Governor Diem, it sounds like all is quiet in my city of Valor.
King Blackthorn: Governor Knighthawke, the vote you mention sounds quite worthy.
King Blackthorn: It is good that the concept of personhood is broadening,
King Blackthorn: So all may thrive under the protection of the law.
Tanda: *nods*
King Blackthorn: Governor Warner, I am pleased to hear that mongbats will no longer plague my capital city.
King Blackthorn: The cause is... disturbing.
Dot Warner: *nods*
King Blackthorn: On a happier note, I hope the refugees will be comfortable and secure in their new home.
Dr Jerred DeSule: *looks uncomfortable*
King Blackthorn: The Regatta also sounds very exciting. This has been a busy month for Britain!
Dot Warner: Indeed.
King Blackthorn: Governor Kittie, it is good to hear that things are settling down on Verity Isle.
Kittie: *smiles*
King Blackthorn: I hope too that the slavers are soon defeated.
Kittie: *nods*
King Blackthorn: Governor Skattles... *looks around, then continues*
Skattles II: mrf?
King Blackthorn: *throws a bouncy red ball to the governor*
Skattles II: bark! bark!
Skattles II: *squeak*
King Blackthorn: *looks pleased* I always wanted a dog.
Skattles II: *squeak*
King Blackthorn: *looks to his side* Cats are very nice too, of course.
King Blackthorn: *consults his notes*
King Blackthorn: Dr DeSule, I wish you luck in your quest to defeat bureaucracy.
Dr Jerred DeSule: hah
Dr Jerred DeSule: *nods*
Kittie: *nods.. slight hrmph*
Dr Jerred DeSule: Thank you, Majesty.
King Blackthorn: *smiles awkwardly*
King Blackthorn: Governor Willa, it sounds like things are quiet in my town of Justice.
King Blackthorn: Now we turn to requests from governors.
King Blackthorn: As I mentioned at the previous meeting, Governor Warner has requested a jail in Britain.
King Blackthorn: Three groups stated that they would assist with the project,
King Blackthorn: if Britain provided the necessary provisions, which is has done.
King Blackthorn: The Library of Scars will provide guards.
King Blackthorn: The Kinship of the Rose will provide meals and counsel to the prisoners.
King Blackthorn: The Seers of the Moonstone will enchant the teleporters for the jail.
King Blackthorn: Governor Warner's request has been sent to the builders (Kyronix).
King Blackthorn: Once the jail is built, please contact Lord Raine to help you run an event there.
King Blackthorn: Now we shall open the floor to new issues.
Dot Warner: *nods*
King Blackthorn: Governors may present any new issues first.
Tanda: *raises hand*
King Blackthorn: Please go ahead, Governor Knighthawke.
Tanda: Thank you
Tanda: I just wanted to remind folks this Thursday 8 p.m. CST is the charity art gala and auction
Tanda: Thank you, Your Grace
King Blackthorn: Thank you, Governor Knighthawke. It sounds wonderful.
King Blackthorn: Would any other governor like to present a new issue?
King Blackthorn: Are there any other new issues to be addressed this evening?
The Healer: I have need to speak with you.
The Healer: This world is sick, and you need my help to save everyone.
The Healer: You must act quickly before it is too late.
King Blackthorn: *listens*
Kittie: *raises a brow, ear twitching*
The Healer: I need a dozen mages and fifty builders for this project.
Dr Jerred DeSule: *suspicious expression*
The Healer: Will you help me?
Dot Warner: What is this project?
The Healer: The work is very specific, and I do not trust it to anyone else.
The Healer: I dare not speak about it in anything louder than a whisper.
King Blackthorn: Perhaps you can provide more information.
The Healer: I cannot.
John: Consider this m'lady....
Dr Jerred DeSule: Can you tell us how the world is sick..? Or who you are?
John: Anyone you are assigned for the project, by definition would know more anyway.
Dot Warner: If you want out help, I think it is fair to ask what we would be helping with...
The Healer: This world is sick.
The Healer: It is a symptom of a greater danger, a greater destroyer.
John: So you may as well tell the person, namely your King, who you are and what you are up to.
John: when he is the one who would be assigning the people you ask for.
The Healer: There are many kings.
Kittie: *cants her head*
John: You are in the presence of one.
The Healer: I am a healer.
Tanda: So this illness upon Britannia is a symptom
Tanda: of the world?
The Healer: Yes, a sign. An omen.
Tanda: I see
The Healer: I recognize your king's authority. That is why I am here.
Dot Warner: Where are you from?
The Healer: Far away.
Dot Warner: That is rather...inspecific...
George: *rubs beard*
John: Would you consider sending the King a letter with the details and with whatever proof you have that something is about to happen?
George: Oughta act fast then
The Healer: More words? We do not have time for that.
Dr Jerred DeSule: You won't explain where you're from, who you are, what the sickness is, or what the project is
Tanda: I believe your intent is to help, I for one would volunteer
Kittie: So.. what is it you would have us do?
Tanda: my services such as they are
The Healer: Provide a dozen mages and fifty builders.
The Healer: There will be more needed when that minimum is met.
Kittie: I'm sure I can persuade 12 mages from Moonglow..
The Healer: I need to save this world. Before it is too late!
Kittie: So you shall have your 12 mages from Moonglow then..
The Healer: You will provide mages then? Good. Good.
Kittie: Aye
The Healer: And the builders?
Tanda: tinkers or carpenters?
Dot Warner: We do not even know her name...
The Healer: Stone masons.
Tanda: Then you seek the help of the Gargoyles
The Healer: Gargoyles?
Tanda: if you need world class stone workers
The Healer: Where can I find them?
Tanda: They are from another land
Tanda: a place called Ter Mur
The Healer: Ah. I will journey there then to find those able to help me.
King Blackthorn: Does anyone have additional questions or comments for the healer?
Dr Jerred DeSule: Did you have a name..?
King Blackthorn: Minoc and Moonglow are very generous to offer their assistance.
John: *sighs* No word on who she was, or what she wants us to do....
John: She has our help, or at least the start of it, at least the offer..
Dot Warner: A great many...but she seems unwilling to answer even the most basic of them.
Tanda: How can we hope to learn the answer if we take no risk
Dot Warner: Why risk our citizens when she won't even tell us why?
King Blackthorn: Perhaps we should try to learn more about her before the next meeting.
King Blackthorn: She doesn't seem the sort to stay quiet or hidden.
Tanda: In the meantime, maybe she'll contact one of us
George: *scoffs*
George: Rubbish! Rubbish I say!
George: That brave woman came here to save the world!
George: What are ye, opposed to savin' the world of something?!
King Blackthorn: *listens*
George: Outrageous!
Kittie: *blinks*
Dot Warner: You know her?
George: The people elected the lot o' ye ta sit in those fluffy chairs...
John: You have two Governors offering assistance.
George: Eatin' yer sausage and ca-vee-are...
Kittie: Aye.. and I offered assistance.
John: The healer left happy.
George: Harumph!
George: She's already left ta go save the world!
Kittie: What more could I have done?!
Tanda: She went to find her builders
George: Typical! Typical elected officials! Sittin' 'round preferrin' ta talk and mumble!
Kittie: *blinks*
Dr Jerred DeSule: I met a man in Cove who once claimed he had a se serpent living in his beard
John: You paid no attention, did you.
Kittie: Now see here!! *stands up*
Dr Jerred DeSule: Doesn't mean it was true..
George: I, George Herman! AM goin' ta help that noble lady!
Martyna Z'muir: This world is imperiled with alarming regularity.
George: Good... DAY!
George: *stomps*
King Blackthorn: It is necessary to discuss and plan before acting.
Kittie: *growls*
Dot Warner: *sighs*
King Blackthorn: Or stalk out angrily, as you like.
King Blackthorn: Two of them today. Perhaps the moons are full.
John: What an idiot... Who makes up facts and reacts to things in his head, rather than things in the world he sees?
John: He will, I suspect, sadly go far in life these days.
Dot Warner: Have you been to Luna, John?
Tanda: If the "well" so to speak is being poisoned
John: Ever? Aye.
Tanda: by some greater evil
Tanda: we could be seeing but a symptom
Tanda: in these illnesses
Tanda: and plagues
Dot Warner: I'm all for saying the world, I mean.. I live there...but simply saying there is a threat without giving any information is.. well.. like crying wolf.
Tanda: I understand, but perhaps working with who or whatever
Tanda: we will learn the answers
Tanda: of course it could mean we die trying
Dr Jerred DeSule: Or inadvertently build a doomsday device
Dot Warner: And what if she is the one who is threatening the world?
Tanda: That's why the rest of you stay out of it
John: Then we will find out and I will kill her.
Dot Warner: If only it were that easy.
Tanda: someone needs to remain the voice of reason
Tanda: if Kittie and I are wrong
John: It never is easy. Does not mean it will not be done.
Dot Warner: I hope you aren't.
Tanda: Hopefully my ability to scry won't fail me
King Blackthorn: I value all the viewpoints my governors bring to the table.
King Blackthorn: It will be interesting to learn more, next Council meeting.
King Blackthorn: I look forward to it.
King Blackthorn: If there are no further issues, we shall adjourn.
King Blackthorn: Thank you to all the governors for a very productive Council meeting.
Skattles II: *squeak*
Tanda: Blessed Be
King Blackthorn: My thanks as well to all the citizens who had the civic spirit to attend.
King Blackthorn: Now we shall adjourn. Goodnight.
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