[b]**Vulpess - The Grand Capital of Kistune**[/b]

The sun slowly began to creep through dark rolling clouds over the city Vulpess, showing the signs that the season at the equator of the world was beginning to change from the dark times of the heavy rain months to that of the calmer sunny months. The city itself, wet with the rain the had only just recently ended, seemed to glow in the sun's rays, making it have a magical and beautiful quality about it. Impressive even to the most casual of Kistu, the city now would have dazzled any foreigners who would have seen it. Though, these days very few foreigners came to the shores of Kistune. The position of the Kistune on foreign intervention on their continent had been made clear for years. Those nations with far reaching economies found themselves with cheap Kistune products dumped into their markets to squander competition. While nations with an eye for colonies suddenly found their prices for transport of goods increased (as Kistune had 2 of the three largest transport companies in the world, and very firm grasps on the transport markets) as well as the indigenous species suddenly armed with advanced weaponry. So, on this day, when the the good season of sun was approaching, the government of Kistune was shocked to hear that a large, and rather unknown, convoy was approaching their capital's shore.

Surrounding the convoy of ships were 5 destroyer airships, 3 airship frigates and 1 airship cruiser. Below was also 6 more naval destroyers, 3 cruisers and the rather odd ornithopter carrier, which was on coastal patrol until the government could figure out exactly how to make use of their expensive, and seemingly failed, experiment. Slowly, the convoy was guided to the air docks, where the moorings were cast down and the large ships were docked. Above, the Kistune aiirships circled like buzzards and offshore naval ships sat, their large guns pointed directly at the engines of the foreign fleet.

The foreign officials were guided off their vessels and left to stand on the docks surrounded by a large group of armed Kistune Guard ready to fire at any sign of trouble. The Kistune Government, which had long been wary of foreigners on their continent, were especially wary of these Arkilians, who they had the least contact with and heard of their martial tendencies and made sure that they showed the intruders knew who was in charge in this section of the world. A full 25 minutes passed before a government agent arrived. 

The agent was a shorter Kistu, standing roughly around 5'6", with clean cut red-blonde and green eyes, a staple of the Kistu. He was wearing a red tunic of silk, adorned with white-metallic embellishments. He approached, and gave only a short nod of notice, as instructed by his seniors, and began a small speech. "Greetings, foreigners," he said in a voice surprisingly deep for his smaller size and rather feminine look, "We are sorry about the long wait, but as we receive few visitors - especially such well protected visitors - that we must take precautions accordingly. Someone of a more esteemed calibre will be with you shortly, until then, please ask me with any questions that you may have."