[h3]Westport[/h3]

It was a fresh autumn day, with a strong gale comming from the ocean. A man was looking at the great harbor of Westport, a harbor that has become quite useless. The man had shoulder long black hair, a short black beard, not more than a 3 day beard, and a large scar runs down over his right cheek. He was clothed in a simple black jupon with the red crest of the new Westport, in addition to that he had a a simple unadorned longsword at his waist. He had the presence of someone who has fought countless battles and this man was standing in a small chamber high above the city. His whole appearance is that of a normal knight at best, with the presence he could be a veteran knight, however he is grand duke Lucius Maximus Varus the ruler of Westport. As he looks down to the harbor he laments in a quiet voice to nobody in particular: [i]"A real shame we have several ships, however they can't get out of port without the danger of getting captured by the goddamn Union..."[/i]

A guardsman, with the same jupon and a plate armor blow that, entered the chamber, his sword dangling at his waist. "My lord, an envoy from Affoia has arrived." Grand duke Lucius looked at the guardsman who was saluting him. "Tell him to wait, I will be ready soon." The guardsman salutes again and walks away. Lucius let out a sigh after the guard left. [i]"Here we go again..."[/i] He checked his attire and look a last time at the harbor, before turning and walking out of the chamber. Dozens of guardsmen were patroling and standing guard in the palace. Those guards were equiped the same as the messenger guardsman, with the exception that those, on guard and patrol duty, were additionally equiped with a shortspear and a large tower shild. Every guardsman he passed saluted him. 

He walked over to the throne, as soon as he entered the throne hall. The hall was spacious with a donzen massive stone pillars at the sides. The banner of the new Westport was hanging from every single pillar. The lighting was provided by quite the number of fire in large metal panes. Grand duke Lucius was not alone in the hall, instead there were four of his commanders and three members of the craftsman guilds, as well as a guardsman in front of every pillar, present. "Our guest from the city of Affoia has arrived, let's hear what he has to say." A chorus of the seven high ranking people present answered him. "As you wish." Two messenger guards walked to the big massive wood doors and opened it. Another messenger guard walked in with the envoy. "My lords the envoy of the city state Affoia." After this introduction he bowed down and left the hall, the two other guards closed the door behind him, after which they returned to standby the door, waiting for new orders. "Welcome to Westport, I hope your journey was pleasant." Grand duke Lucius greets the envoy. 

[@Mr Irony II]