[center][i]Lucis caput and the birthday of the immortal empress[/i][/center]

It was a bright sunny wonderful day in the Empire, as it should be during the most important holy day of the year. The spires of Lucis caput shined with wonderful light that seemed to be captured from the very heavens themselves and the streets of this grand city was filled from top to bottom. The peasants, the merchants, the priests and the soldiers each one was here, trying to get a good spot to look up towards the noblest of the spires where the empress would soon giver her birthday speech. It was so crowed that roofs and houses had been evacuated and was used solely for spectators. Proud banners and coat of arms flew in the wind and the streets was filled with the nose of happiness. Traders where ready, selling iron figurines, cheap tasty food, snacks and other handy things for the small and the adult alike. The painters had secured a roof for themselves to make sure they would capture the empress all in her glory. The very city streets echoed with the sound of music, song and praises towards the glass spires. 

Johannes stood inside Spira stellarum watching over a map of the city making doubly sure that the local guard-force was stationed correctly to ensure that nothing too chaotic would happen during this extremely important day. Old Blackeye had started to show his age, his scales had started becoming greyer and that old musket wound had never been properly healed so he got one ugly scar across his shoulder and that sword swing had nearly costed him his eye back in the day. Yet he struggled on and he was indeed rewarded greatly. 
[I]''Mmm...''[/I] he mumbled to himself. But his quiet mediation (figuratively speaking) ended in a bang when the Judeus and Khairi came storming in to the Spire. As they often did they where debating 
[I]''I say we should abandon material items, set a example for the our kin down on the street''[/I] Judeus proclaimed with one of his fingers up in the air. He had yet the age of Blackeye nor did he have the scars for war. Instead he had the white robe with a iron weights around his feat and hands, to symbolise his eternal servitude to the empress. What he did before the time he got selected for this council Johannes did not know. He seemly was from a poor peasants background and he found some eternal truth and he got put on the council for it...at-lest that what Johannes has been told. However Judeus performed his duties with quite the flair and elegance, often leading the sermons in the capital with such devotion that you could almost here the very city streets chant with him. 
[I]''Our creed has nothing against such things. They only make worship easier. We should entourage the kin to buy more''[/I] Khairi was the odd kin out in this council. He was rich, had connections, spies and assassins everywhere and he was a snake.....but he was one capable snake. He also wore a robe but this robe was of the finest garments with lines of rare mineral colours like copper and gold. Johannes knew all too well Khairi's past since he was a very ambitious merchant and trade lord from De quibus fecit cælum. He sometimes seemed to completely lack morals...but the empress trust in him reward the empire with a increased treasury and trade. Johannes still dint trust him

[I]''Blackeye[/I] Judeus called out to him [I]''Where do you stand on this?''[/I]
Blackeye grunted and they waved his hand
[I]''Lets worry about our empresses birthday right now''[/I] The other two kin put aside their argument and went over to the balcony where the dragonkins had gathered. Judeus as always spoke first
[I]''SISTERS! BROTHERS! FELLOW FOLLOWERS OF THE ETERNAL TRUTH AND EMPRESS! LET HER HEAR US ROAR WITH THE ALL THE MIGHT OUR DEVOUT VOICES CAN MUSTER!''[/I] The town became ecstatic, as every single one started to roar a mighty devout dragons roar from their very souls. In to the skies, everyone (council member's as well). 
[i]''AGAIN!''[/I] Johannes shouted and a roar followed higher then the last one
[i]''AGAIN!''[/i] Khairi shouted and a roar followed higher then the last one. Then one grand shadow darkened the capital as something descended from the heavens. A strong voice called out higher then anyone
[I]''I HEAR YOU MY CHILDREN! I FEEL YOUR HEARTS DESIRE TO STILL SERVE ME AS I HAVE SERVED YOU. I AM HERE NOW!''[/I] The Empress in all her glory descended toward the capital square witch had been blocked of until now. She landed with a proud look on her face, happy to see her kin still alive. When the lading ended she let her four might legs and two might wings rest as she lied down on the ground. 
[I]''Come...if you wish i am here''[/I] The kin rose to a frenzy rushing to their empresses side, hugging the might legs, small children claimed across her, priests gathered small skin fragments from her body and all manner of dragonkin stood in line to speak with her.
[I]''Bless me and my son''[/I]
[I]''My blessing is eternal and forever. Go in peace''[/I]
[I]''Guide our people forever''[/I]
[I]''As your actions speak I will judge''[/I]
[I]''My daughter is sick...''[/I]
[i]''Her time is not yet to be...let her rest a day or two in the sun and she will become better''[/I]

Several hours later when all the kin had spoken or touched her, The Immortal Empress ascended to the top of her spire in to her crown chamber where the council was waiting for her. Each one of them was kneeling in front of this massive dragon. Her eyes where bright green and her scales where always fresh and new..like an infants. She made a gesture for her council to rise
[I]''I will retire now. My wings are tried from all the flying. I wish you to carry out my final statement Johannes.''[/I] Johannes nodded as the empress withdrew to her private chambers where she was always left alone, not to be disturbed. Johannes went out on the balcony and declared one last thing
[I]''Our empress wishes to declare one final thing. Their is on this earth races who does not recognise her divine right to rule. But there is also one who claims that their is no god only ''gods''.''[/I] This statement came a box of dynamite in to the fire, as the people now became angry and mad, they started to scream who and what towards the balcony
[I]''The nation who is declared a heretic from this time forward....is the so called ''The Great Spirit of Azera'' and its people that called themselves ''Azera'' will all be judged with it. May the fires of truth burn away their falsehood.''[/I] The people was ecstatic and happy to now have a true enemy, a heretic to an enemy. Johannes withdrew and the festivity went on for the rest of the night and day.