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A Tale of Kings and Usurpers




The High Kingdom of Galhan is in an interesting period in its history. Centuries after uniting the land under its rule and ruling as the supreme lord. The High King and ensuring its power and authority. The Royal House of Ó Scannail faces an unknown future. While the kingdom is still recovering from the war with the invading Syitans after defeating them at the critical Battle of Kilnard. Ensuring peace and making the Syitan threat a minor one.

Cracks from within the kingdom have been forming ever since the rule of the High King Leanan Ó Scannail, or as he is known, the Terrible. For he ruled with an iron fist that weakened the nobility and was loved by only his family. Which combined with the High Kingdom's failed military ventures, led to the rise of the foreign Syitan as a major threat. There are those who seek an end to the rule of House Ó Scannail.

More so, when the last High King Árdghal Ó Scannail showed to be a ruler like Leanan but for a time there was hope for a change. For during the last war with the Syitans, the eldest prince and heir, Cathaoir. After revealing the bitter truth to his men that the royal army would not come in time to reinforce them, and they would be outnumbered by the main Syitan host. Rather than order a retreat, knowing they would be giving up valuable territory, and making the war harder for the high kingdom to win.

Cathaoir chose to fight and make a stand. He managed to rally his men with a speech, and it seemed like the prince would not be like his father and be a ruler the people could believe in.

When the battle came, despite the odds against them, the Galhanians managed to win the day and defeated the Syitans. Breaking then and sending them off the field. By the time the High King Malachi arrived with the royal army, the combined might of the two armies drove forward, and for the first time in years. They managed to reclaim territory lost to the Syitans and drive them from the land.

While this would be a cause for celebration and it was. Prince Cathaoir would not live to see it since he died of an infection of a wound he sustained during the battle. Leaving the crown for his younger and untested brother, Caimin. Then, as the High Kingdom was recovering, Malachi died of old age, and Caimin was crowned the new High King.

This development was mixed for those who thought that Prince Cathaoir could be a good high king, unlike his father and earlier predecessors. Thus, opening the door for nobles to conspire and plan in the shadows to oust him. Will the young Caimin Ó Scannail be able to be a high king his kingdom needs or will he be ousted from the throne and be replaced with a new dynasty? This is up to fate.

Rules:
1. Expected to follow standard site rules
2. No godmodding or powergaming or etc...
3. No OP characters
4. One house per player
5. Minimum of two paragraphs


Overview

Hello and welcome to the rp. In this rp, you will be playing a member of the nobility within the High Kingdom of Galhan. Either as a noble, a king, or a member of Caimin's court. Which the rp starts after Caimin's coronation and during the party that follows. Which after the party, you are free to do what you wish. Stay loyal to Caimin, plan to oust or kill him, or do what you wish. Political intrigue is the game, and this rp will be character driven for the most part.









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IIRC Ben Tennyson, Invincible, Buffy(Wonder Woman), and Black Knight are already fighting the beast. And the Daredevils are helping the civilians for the vibes.


That is correct. I am wondering who else will show up, if anymore.
Just curious but who is all going to the New York event?
Zhane/Sliver Ranger


Location: Wilkes-Barre, Pennsylvania

It was a dark night in Wilkes-Barre, the only thing keeping the city from being in total darkness was the street lights. At least in the part of the city that Zhane was in. He does not know how long he spent searching the city for any sign of Spa'ark. Zhane had not spotted any sign of those humans from the crash site yet, but seeing how they were searching for the same thing. He knew he had to find Spa'ark first, for he knew what Spa'ark is capable of, unlike these humans. However, the idea did weigh in his mind of getting help from the humans.

They share a common goal, and they would most likely want to stop Spa'ark as well if he told them what Spa'ark's plans are. But the fear Zhane has is that they will not listen to him, or worse, end up imprisoning him. He sighed as he passed a public park and took the time to sit down on a bench to think. He is a stranger to this world, and maybe he can trust the humans, or maybe he cannot. So for now, Zhane will hunt for Spa'ark on his own. However, it would be nice to have help in this matter.

Though as he rested on the cold metal bench, trying hard to figure out where Spa'ark had gone. This city may be small, but it is alot for one person, and at least since it is the dead of night. Not many people would be awake and active. "Think, Zhane, think," he pressured himself. Where would I go after crash-landing on a foreign planet, no idea of where I am, and finding a place to continue my experiments? He thought to himself as he tried to get into the mind of an evil being who seeks to control death. A process he was not fond of, but what can he do?

Maybe salvage what they could from the ship, get far enough away, just in case the natives show up. Probably try to blend in since they look human and set up somewhere. Zhane took the moment to pull out a data tablet and went to a picture of Andros. An old picture of the two of them after graduating from the academy on Korovia. Both of them were wearing white uniforms and wearing smiles on their faces. An old but good memory before becoming a Ranger. A reminder of a better time long before Spa'ark broke free from their prison.

"You okay, son?"

Zhane was surprised and caught off guard by the sudden voice and met the stranger's eyes. An old man by the look of it, on the thinner side, and wearing some human clothes and a hat. "Uh.... no," he said, being honest with the human. "Sorry, I thought I was the only one out in this part of the city." Zhane trying to explain himself so as not to seem suspicious.

"You are not from around here, are you?"

Zhane wondered how this human knew that, "what makes you say that?"

"The accent, everyone here speaks the same, and you do not, and how you dress."

"I see, is that a problem?"

"No, just an observation, and you mind if I sit with you?"

"Ah, no," Zhane made room on the bench for the old man.

Who sat down next to him.

I need to be more careful, Zhane thought as he waited for the old man to speak.

"What is your name son?" The old man asked and spoke in a friendly tone, but showing his age.

"Zhane," he awkwardly said. "What is yours?"

"Gearld and you are definitely not from here." He chuckled for a bit.

"That obvious, eh?" Zhane knows he needs a plan to blend in better with humans.

"But, enough about that, what is bothering you?"

Zhane sighed, "I am just looking for a good friend of mine, he is... not in a good headspace, and I need to find him." He was lying, of course, or at least mostly lying. "I know he could be in this city, but I have had no luck in finding him so far." Zhane's voice hints at the frustration he is having.

"What does he look like?" Gearld seemed to believe him.

"This," Zhane let Gearld look at the picture.

"I cannot say I have seen him, sorry, Zhane."

"It is late, and it is not your fault." Zhane figured that the first human he spoke to had not seen Spa'ark. Just his luck, and where is that fiend?

"Why are you up this late anyway, Gearld?" It was odd that an old man like Gearld would be up walking around this late at night, Zhane thought.

"Ah, I could not sleep, so I figured I would walk around a bit, and this is a good part of the city to be in."

"Okay," a good excuse as any, he guessed, Zhane thought.

"But, I hope you find your friend and good luck out there, Zhane." Gearld said as he got up from the bench, "you are bound to find him sooner or later, and goodbye."

"Goodbye, Gearld," Zhane gave a short wave goodbye to Gearld as he watched the old man leave from his sight.

Back to his problem, if he cannot find Spa'ark on foot, and the fiend has escaped his hands. Then there has to be some way for him to find Spa'ark. Zhane thought for a moment and had an idea. Something he can do back at his ship. So after putting away the data tablet and spending some time doing some least minute searching. Zhane started to head back to his ship with a plan in mind. Though as he left the city, he could not help but like the architecture of the city. It has its own charm to it, and meeting Gearld was nice enough.

However, Zhane is on a mission, and after reminding himself of his mission. He made his way back to his ship at a strong pace. Those humans from the crash site should not have found his ship, and who knows? Maybe they found Spa'ark somehow and are holding them prisoner, or the reverse, that they have killed the humans. Dealing with evil can possess people makes for a tricky target to kill or contain. So back to the ship and hoping that his plan works and he can track down Spa'ark. Zhane is not leaving this planet until he does.
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They claimed that medallion was not sufficient proof of a civilization that predates Ancient Sumer and denied him further access to university resources.


Okay, then in that case that idea can work.
Depicted on the medallion is a multi-eyed deity holdin' a head to the sky with one hand and a battle ax in the other. The medallion also has glyphs that he can't identify.


Okay, your character needs help deciphering the medallion. Though I need to ask this, how is academia denying your medallion or not helping with figuring out what the glyphs mean?
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An archeologist on a dig in the desert finds a medallion that predates the Sumerians by three thousand years.


I want to say that can work, but I need some more details. Anything else with the medallion? Or what would cause Arthur to contract your character?
Zhane/Sliver Ranger


Location: somewhere in Pennsylvania

So this is a problem, Zhane thought as he surveyed the scene from a safe distance using advanced binoculars. The foliage of the forest was protecting him from any unwanted human gaze, and he picked a good spot to land his ship. It being night also helped to cloak his kneeling position on a nearby hill. But, it seems Zhane was late to the party as the ship that Spa'ark stole and crashed was being swarmed by humans. Judging by their clothing and gear, not civilians, and most likely a local human gov types.

Zhane sighed as he continued to watch the scene. There is no way for him to get close and try to see where Spa'ark went without getting caught. He may look like a human and be good at disguising himself. But Zhane knows little about humanity or Earth from the limited research he did while travelling here from Korovia. Some backwater that has attracted some attention from other groups. Zhane is not sure why, but that matters little to him right now. Since these humans are in the way of his pursuit of Spa'ark.

Maybe listening will help, another thought as he adjusted his binoculars, and now voices could be heard. Zhane shifted his gaze, trying to find a conversation or anything that could help him figure out where Spa'ark went. It took some time before he found an important conversation that would help him. A conversation between two agents, by the look of it.

"We have searched the ship, and we have found no bodies, and it is empty, but there are signs that someone survived the crash."

"The pilot?"

"Probably, but no signs of anyone or anything else on the ship."

The male agent paused for a moment before speaking,"find the pilot." The agent sounded serious. "We do not know what we are dealing with, and Director Brand has enough to deal with now that we have another unknown alien on Earth." He sighed before continuing, "do we have any idea of where they went?"

"Based on what we could find, the alien headed west, towards the city."

"Send a team, find whatever survived the crash, and do not cut corners. I want to know what we are dealing with even if it is just a pilot."

"Understand sir."

Zhane had found his lucky break and turned off the microphone of his binoculars. "So, into the city I go, and I should not be surprised that they survived," he said, talking to himself. A bitter-sweet truth, "they are in a dead body after all." Saying those words hurt him a bit, since it was not just any dead body. It was the body of Andros, his best friend. But Zhane would hide away that anger for now, so it would not get in the way of his chase. More so now that not only does Spa'ark have a head start, but he is not the only one looking for Spa'ark.

But Zhane knows what Spa'ark looks like, unlike the humans here, so he has that going for him. He would linger for a time before leaving the area, and after making sure his ship was safe from being found by the humans. Zhane headed to the city, hoping to find either Spa'ark or clues where they went. Before these humans can, and now the hunt really begins. "I will stop them, Andros," Zhane repeating the promise he took before leaving Korovia. "I will stop them, old friend, for both you and the team's sakes."
Going to try and get a post out today, and if not, then tomorrow.

Do you have any ideas in that case?
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