Editing Volume One: The Vampire of the Dungeons (section)

====<big>Lord Trualta and the East Wind</big>====

*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
With Gangdis and Flint reunited and both currently rejuvenating in the Healing Tanks of Vulsar base, Realmer returns to Adagalasck with Julian. Realmer wishes very much to use his new Trump to go to his mother and rescue her from her imprisonment, but he knows other things may take precedent or the timing may be not right, but no matter the situation, he knows he must act soon if he intends to rescue her before Hagalta returns.  He checks in with Nina to see if all the Stair Lords are ready to meet and discuss the Hagalta situation and the New Reunion. He will mention his desire to rescue Satura as soon as circumstance permit and he will also ask Nina if it is possible to visit the Spiral of the Four Winds as he wishes to study it and one day assay it, with her permission of course.  After leaving Nina and Julian, Realmer will have Bob check his half dozen or so Remote Viewing Eyes that have been strategically and secretly placed about the Embassy; each records/recalls all it views and hears and shares it with Bob and then Bob shares it with Realmer. It’s good to know what going on when nobody knows someone else is watching.  He intends to check in with Bill Roth, his new Chief of Staff, to get up to speed on the current situation and to see if there is anything he must attend to as the Ambassador of Amber.  After meeting with Bill, he intends to contact King Random and fill him in on the recent events. Then he also intends to contact Benedict and tell him about Gangdis’ recent adventures… pretty sure he would like to hear about it. 
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Nina is unavailable. Her majordomo informs you that she is in Stair for the foreseeable future. As The South Wind has rendered her fealty to the North Wind, only the Horse Lord, being the East Wind and Hagalta the West Wind remain to be dealt with in reestablishing the Monarchy of the Spirals. The North has stated that dealing with the other winds is currently in your hands. She will be available if needed.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
((in previous convos, summoning/inviting Trualta was talked about. Not sure if an invite was sent and if he is already on his way to the North Stair. If not, Realmer will do so. And since it was also discussed the Xorit be named the new West Wind, he will seek him out within the Embassy to talk with him... assuming he is still present.))
*'''Michael James Watson'''
You are informed that Xorit has left for the West to speak to the other Odaraxta in furtherance of the Reunion under him rather then Hagalta. No request has been sent to the Horse Lord though it was assumed you would manage that.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Then manage it he shall.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Roth has been working at assembling the staff. Most of it is extremely mundane, and he has been drawing mostly on local professionals though he has called in member of his firm not busy with other clients as well a several from the Amber diplomatic corp. Most of what he has to deal with is below the ambassadorial level. Housing staff, arranging payments. establishing dialog with regional governments in preparation for Ambassadorial contacts.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer tries not to roll his eyes at the mundanity of it all, but thanks Bill for all of his hard work.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Roth seems to have done this a few times he says. His Baronial Coronet was party for legal counsel but mainly for a ten year program of clearing out inefficient and corrupt embassy staff in Non-golden Circle kingdoms where the Amber bureaucracy had traditionally postedAmbasadors and administrative people to that they did not want to necessarily offend but did not trust to Golden Circle Kingdoms. Roth took offense to this process, and took it to Random, who tended to roll his eyes at the mundanity of it all. He said, "It pisses you off? Here is a Writ of Authority, go fix it. Transfer who you want, promote who you want, demote who you want, fire who you want. If they pitch a fit send them to me. Tell them there is a new Sherrif in town."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer smiles from ear to ear as Bill relates Random's words. "Well, sounds like a true opportunity; make the best of it. And it's good to know this Embassy is being initially setup based upon your new non-corrupt paradigm. Thank you, again." Realmer smiles and nods his head in respect to Bill.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Roth explains-' One of the major problems at the beginning of Random's reign was that Oberon had an intensely medieval bureaucracy most of which either never bothered the king or dumped everything on the king. They practically had monks and clerics running things like the friggin' Merovingeans and Byzantine Romans did. With no electricity they copied everything by hand. Didn't even use spells. One of the first things i did was transfer a huge amount of Amber's paperwork administration to a nearby previously minor Golden Circle Kingdom, Antreda, that had two things to recommend it. It had a good harbor a short distance through shadow to Amber and electricity worked there. I went out into shadow with Bleys and Caine and found places that knew of Amber and hired whole classes out of secretarial schools and government administration schools and law schools and got them to work putting Amber on a modern administrative footing. Found a few top notch office managers and jurists and started sorting things out.. Bleys and Caine spent most of the trip vetting new people magically, scaring the piss out of them and promising to make them richer then their dreams of avarice. They also bitched that Oberon oversaw Amber like a prison guard and its politics showed it"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Coming from a Shadow with many Kingdoms, I am used to 'medieval bureaucracy', but since traveling Shadow before coming to Amber, and since, I have learned there are other and better forms of ruling and governance, and I must say, your influence in Amber shows... now that I know what you have done to improve things. Thank you again, Bill. And if there is anything I can do for you, just ask."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"Well, there is... Two things. I don't know much magic. My 40 year old self would boggle that i am seriously asking to learn magic. If possible id like to assay a sigil Mal at Reiss. Secondly, in time, id like to assay the inscription here. It seems a suitable place to spend some time." 
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"I can certainly talk to Aries at Fantalin; there is a sigil Mal at Riess there... and I can speak with Nina about the Spiral of the Winds, which I am also interested in. But in the mean time, perhaps a few Cantrips to help you get your fingers nimble." Realmer smiles and teaches him a Cantrip for turning pages without touching them.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
He knows a few cantrip. Heat, Chill, Small light, Match.. no need to continue this thread. time goes on for Roth
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
(footnote: Realmer will contact, or get word to, Aries that Lord William Roth and Lord Relmopator Barimen both wish to study and assay the Mal at Riess at Fantalin sometime in the near future)
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Random and Ben are convos in time.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer likes the personal touch, so he decides to visit Trualta at the East Stair. Since he has been there, recently, he recalls it quite vividly and will use a Teleport Spell to get there... but first, he must have Gangdis gather.... ...... right, Gan is not here now... really getting used to the guy...
Realmer goes looking for Sir Carston and Tessa; actually he goes looking for Carston at the CHAD Hall within the Embassy, but along the way he asks anyone he sees about Tessa... she should show up soon enough. He also has Bob going looking for Tessa as well... he MIGHT find her. He will also want to stop by the stables to get Graso and horses for Carston and Tessa.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
A native staff member tells you Sir Carston, despite having chambers in the Embassy, has moved into one of the Groom's hovels in the Stables. They have not seen Lady Tesa.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer heads to the Stables to find Carston, still asking the locals along the way if the have seen Tessa, still having Bob fly about as an Albino Raven, looking for her as well.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Carston is sitting on the rail fence around a corral in the horse area. He is in local heavy pants, bare chested, with heavy gloves. There is a large mug in his hand a a small keg on the ground. He is yelling to stable hands in the corral in a good natured way, the natives seeming to joke with him.. A pipe and pouch hand on the rail next to him
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer approaches quietly, so as to not disturb the goings on. He says quietly to Carston, "You look like you're making yourself at home and seem to be fitting in nicely here..." looks to the keg and mug "and enjoying yourself, it appears. Hope I'm not intruding?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
he looks over raising his mug, "Not at all sir. you here to watch or are we going someplace?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Going someplace, but not right this moment. I haven't seen much of you since you came back with the CHAD contingent from Amber. Been busy or avoiding me?" Realmer asks with a hint of humor as he pulls out a long stemmed bone pipe and puffs on some fragrant herb... smoke issuing from the pipe with no sign of it being lit.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"Oh busy.. Julian asked me to keep an eye on Morganstern for him. Morg and Grasso seem to be having a competition to see which can mount and breed the most mares. They are treating the horses around here like their own personal harems. The male horses aren't even complaining. They can't seem to decide which horse to follow around like puppy dogs. The mares are pushing each other out of the way in order to be serviced. Its like a horse orgy out here. However, Julian wanted to make sure an accounting was taken of which horses bred for Morg. " He hands a clipboard with a thick stack of papers. "Its just as easy to keep track of Grasso's too. So I've got the grooms here getting info on the mares, and tracking which ones catch.. Thirsty work to be sure.. Never seen anything like it. Even as a kid on the farm the studs didn't get this frisky"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"To make matters more complicated, Julian has told the troops here that he will not claim any foal of Morg. Since they don't know what Morganstern is the troopers from all over this kingdom are bringing their mares and will be for the foreseeable future. .. Apparently its a tricky thing for Morganstern. He can impregnate a mare but the offspring isn't "His" its his "Horse " self... Its above my understanding but Prince Julian told me anyway. Something about a Primal Beast choosing to breed as itself or to breed as its race. Still, the mares don't know the differance and their honors don't need too.. By spring we is going to be arse deep in the clickety click of baby horse hooves"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer raises an eyebrow and says, "Should have expected something like this with Julian and Morganstern here... Julian explained to me... in great detail, the mating habits of Primal Beasts... just recently in fact. And yes, please track Graso's successful breedings as well. I am sure Lord Trualta and Julian would be interested in such couplings as well. Speaking of the Horse Lord, we will be visiting him soon, at the East Stair; I need you and Tessa with me. Have you been following the local goings on and politics here? Or is it 'above your pay grade', as my new Chief of Staff might say?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"Grasso, i don't know the breeding habits of his race but he can mounts like a champion"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Well, since we will be visiting Lord Trualta, you can ask him personally."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"That Roth? Ys, i know his kind... Smart, and knows it.. I've been spending a lot of time with the troopers, grooms, maids, and cooks. They are excited by the embassy and think me some kind of lord. Had to really convince them otherwise to get them to trust me. They worship Princess Nina for certs.. Same with Emile.. They are not afraid of the Horse Lord though they do respect him with worry. Hagalta they hate.. They fear him ravaging the realm flat.. He is not liked. They keep asking me if you are here to kill him. Hope you don't mind, i told them we are working on it."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer grins and laughs openly. "Well, there are no direct plans for killing him at the moment, but I am sure it will end that way regardless. Nina intends to Reunite the Clans under her rule, Emilie has sworn herself to Nina, she wanted me to replace Hagalta as the West Wind, I refused, suggested Xorit instead. Now we must convince Lord Trualta to go along with all of it to bring peace and stability, and possibly more, to Adagalasck. That's the short of it. Gangdis will be away for a short while, so I really need both you and Tessa... but he will be back. I may need your help finding Tessa first, though. Bob is out looking for her now but so far without success."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
he nods. "Yes sir. I think the grooms and I have got this breeding under control. I'll send word to Tesa. Should be an hour or so..We'll be ready"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Thank you, Carston. Also, have Graso ready as well as male horses for you and Tessa. I feel it will be important for me to show up riding Graso as he was a gift from Trualta."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer visits the Embassy's kitchen/larder and grabs a couple of bottles of Amber's finest wines (yuck) and a couple of small kegs of Amber's finest ales.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Graso has a look of being very pleased with himself. Tesa seems quiet and serious but ready to travel. Carston is ready too.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer floats atop Graso and suggests Carston and Tesa get in the saddle as it will make things easier. He has Bob land on his left shoulder and confers with him mentally about the arrival location for the Teleport Spell, a place outside the great Stair of the East, a place they have all been before, a place where they can be seen coming from a distance. After a few seconds of exchanging mental images of the plains outside the Stair of the East Wind, Realmer speaks and/or gestures the required Lynchpins for a Teleport Spell that opens a temporary Portal to his desired location. The three of them and their horses pass through at the same time, side by side, then the Magical Portal closes behind them.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
The Stair is busy as it was at the time you saw it last. The difference is that the huge open square is filled with tents, shades, and troops. Horses, The smell of iron and steel being worked. Its a heavily armed place. Troops are training. There is a little surprise around the area you arrive, and you note a herald of some kind run up into the stair
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer and party move slowly towards the Stair. If addressed by anyone, Realmer will say, "I am Ambassador Relmopator of Amber, here from the Embassy at the North Stair. I request audience with Horse Lord Trualta of the Wild Grasses, Master of the East Wind and Lord of Air."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
The herald bows, "Yes sir, the East Wind waits above. Follow me." He heads up the Stair into a a private sector. Into the the diplomatic area . In the room is a dozen military men, in arms, looking over maps and papers. Trualta across the table down the way. He looks up. Carston whispers.."There are arbelests aimed at us. Three sides... Through arrow slits on either side. " Tesa steps back several arms under her cloak."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Trualta walks from behind the table, as his generals stand to block the table and regard Realmer and his crew.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"Greetings, Ambassador. Emissary of the North Wind."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"Have you brought the Red Arrow? "
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer had a smile upon his face as Lord Trualta approached him and looked as though he had an introduction or speech prepared, but after the East Wind asks his question, the smile fades from Realmer's face and the prepared speech is obviously forgotten for there is a moment of silence before he manages to say, sounding confused. "Umm, Red Arrow?”
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"Ah... do you bring the Declaration of War from the North and the South Winds?
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"East Wind, I bring word that the North and South Winds support replacing the West Wind with another and Reuniting the Winds. And I bring word that Lord Hagalta leads foreign troops to Adagalasck to wage war. I have also come to ask your support in the coming change and coming war."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"Ambassador, you come asking me to lay my blade at the feet of and give my subservience to the North Wind despite her absence from the governance of the realm for decades. Though lovely, she is easy to distract and has a long history of letting others manage her realm until she could be bothered attend to her avocation. No, i shall not put the 4 Winds in her hands. If the two Prince of Amber wish to make this realm their fief in the service of Amber they shall do so over my dead body. There is good news in that for you. My son eagerly wishes to abandon his heritage and serve Amber. Perhaps when i am dead the Princes of Amber and their lady Winds will find useful employment for him since i seem to be unable to myself.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"As for the West Wind, he has seemed to have chosen a path of destruction. My army makes ready to travel to the arch and when he arrives i shall deny him passage. Tell your pretty whimsey and their Amberite suitors that the rear of my army will be lightly defended since i must use my best troops to defend Adagalasck as we of the East Wind and the Clad of the Wild Grasses have always done. I shall know their character the moment they fall upon my baggage train. Tell them that Princes of Amber they may be, but i shall make them such a fight that though i am defeated and trod upon by their steeds, they will know well that they fought a man of honor and skill. And if they attack me thus, and i am victorious, they should expect no mercy from me."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer sighs and looks a bit sad. "I am disheartened to hear that you will not support the North Wind. I had hoped that you would see it as a viable solution to strengthening Adagalasck and keeping Hagalta from claiming power. But knowing you will still defend this realm against his attacks and ambitions gives me hope. I will do all I can to persuade the other Winds and those in Amber, to not attack your forces or take your lands while the matter of Hagalta remains unsettled... though I have heard no plans to attack you from either side; only a desire to resolve this matter and assure Hagalta does not come to power. I will endeavor to have all the forces of Adagalasck work together to defeat Hagalta and his forces regardless of where they currently stand politically speaking. Once the Hagalta conflict is settled I will still endeavor for a peaceful solution to the Four Winds with all involved parties within and without Adagalasck."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"You have heard there is no plan to attack me. I see. Is it or is it not true, that Hagalta assayed the Pattern of Amber? That makes three of the Winds in the possession of Amberites. And You yourself are a candidate for the West Wind should Hagalta be destroyed. Do you think it wrong of me to be suspicious of three newcomers to my ancient land who so suddenly have assumed positions of authority and influence? Is it irrational of me to distrust Amber's motives?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Your information network is good; yes, Hagalta has recently assayed the Pattern of Amber without consent of King Random. And I have refused the offer to be the West Wind; an outsider and newcomer would not be accepted by the Odaraxta Clan."
Realmer sighs, "Your suspicions and distrust are good signs of a thinking leader looking out for his homeland and his people; I respect and admire that in you. But to simply resist change, perhaps in honor of tradition, and not try to influence the new Regime and perhaps come to a compromise of some sort... that is irrational, to my way of thinking."
Realmer takes a deep breath and continures. "Yes, I am a newcomer and yes I still have much to learn about Adagalasck and the Adask ways... and the ways of Amber too, but change is coming, not just here but everywhere in Shadow... whether anyone likes it or not. So... do you resist change or adapt to it? Me; I adapt."
Realmer looks and sounds like he is done speaking, but then suddenly adds, "Oh, and for the record, this whole mess is because Hagalta is a hot-headed warmonger that marched off to Amber in a huff and falsely declared himself 'King of the Four Winds', or some such title, and demanded Golden Circle status for Adagalasck and more or less openly threatened everyone with his Magical Sword of Power. So, that is why I was named Amber's Ambassador... and because I was here, involved and oddly related. And that is why the North and South Winds reunited. And that is why a new West Wind is needed. And that is why Hagalta has sought outside forces to wage war upon this realm. His hot-headed decisions have brought this upon all of us." Realmer slowly reaches inside his Robe and pulls out his long stemmed bone pipe and takes a few puffs of his fragrant herbs, to help calm his nerves... he realizes the last part sounded a bit like a rant.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Trualta consider for several moments.. Turns to his general's. “Continue warrior kin the preparations. We leave within the hour.”
Turning to a servant, he waves aside to a side table, the servant exits the room quickly.
Stepping over to the table he motions to the other seats.. “my pardon my lack of hospitality. My feet are ready for war and they make me forget that courtesy is the lubrication of diplomacy.”
A servant comes out with a pitcher of mint lemonade and glasses. He settles into a chair.
Carston whispers-”The arrow slots are covered... Best I can tell.”
Tesa is uncommonly quiet.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer smiles at Trualta, nods to both Carston and Tesa then takes a seat at the side table and says to the Horse Lord, "And my pardon for my lack as well; Hagalta is a hot matter for all, doubly so for me. I have brought gifts of Amber."
He reaches into the large outside pockets of his Robe and pulls out two bottles of wine, one from each pocket. "Amber's finest wine, so I am told; personally, I abhor wine, but I am assured by many, including the family that makes it, that it is truly the finest Amber has to offer; a red and a white." Both have labels from House Bayle.
He reaches into his pockets again, this time they distort in size as he pulls out two mini kegs of ale. "Amber's finest ales; these I do like, quite a lot in fact. One a dark the other an amber; both quite strong yet flavorful."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Bob is still on Realmer's left shoulder, but is paying attention to everything in the room except Realmer, Trualta, Carston and Tesa. He is watching and listening to all the activity and plans of the officers and troops around them.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Sipping his tea and removing his own pipe, that he carefully lights.
“I have reason to distrust the North and South Winds that go long back in our history. They have held those roles for hundreds of years and have often been negligent in the pursuit of their duties. Decades of abuses would pass until one or the other would deign to attend to it.”
“My father had an ambassador who spent 25 years in the North waiting to be greeted by the ruler of the realm, despite frequent word that she was within a few meters of him. Father and I both sent emissaries to the south only to have them returned shape-shifted into pigeons and ferrets. Spells our sorcerers could not undo. I have a cousin,who is currently a very large and surprisingly angry tortoise. I'm reasonably certain he is in procession of his intellect in his shelled forms.”
“My grandfather, father, and myself have had to fight border wars with the North and South when generals or clan leaders took regions into their own hands despite their fealty, only to have one or the other emerge in orgies of violence that left contested regions ruined for years.”
“I respect your loyalty to them and your kin. You say they do not intend to make war on me. Very well. I shall know their character by their actions. I shall know my allies when I see them in the line of battle beside me.
“Bear in mind. I know the North and South Winds well. One is not a fit ruler of this realm. The other is a raving lunatic. That they have been reunited with ancient companions is not as joyous to us as it might be for you and them. I have grave reservations about the North and the South winds as rulers of this realm and good reasons for them. And I will not kneel to Prince Julian or Caine, nor King Random.”
“If Xorit becomes ruler of the Odaraxta and the West Wind, he and I shall have a long talk about our choices. But that will not happen till Hagalta is put down. When that happens, consider carefully who is most fit to rule this realm. I would be happy to leave the Four Winds separate. I will need to be convinced if change is required. I am willing to assume the throne of the Four Winds myself and it might be in Adagalsak's and Amber's best interest if I did.”
“Now... I would be willing to consider us allies at least in the matter of Hagalta if you could possibly do something for me that would be of great assistance to me and my forces.”
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"I would have to know the favor first, before I can consider granting it. And depending upon the particulars, I may have rules or conditions to go with it. But feel free to ask." Realmer enjoys the mint lemonade as he ponders Trualta's words.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"I am able to move a large force quickly across my realm and cross the grasses and the hills to reach the Arch in 8 days. . But i have 22,000 warriors and 15,000 support staff as well as 60,000 horse,,20,000 cattle., 3,00 oxen pulling 2000 wagons. I can not move that force in the manner of the Winds. It will take me 30 days at least to move my forces to the Arch. However, you and your kinsman have trumps and those could make my forces cross over that distance in a day."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
you note a couple remaining generals trying to look at the map but also leaning back enough to ease drop
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer says "Hmmmmm... I would need to see the place you wish to move your troops to... either directly or through a mental image or memory... a description of the place wouldn't be quite enough.... I would also have to channel quite a bit of magical energy into the Trump Opening... to enlarge it enough to be practical for your needs... and to sustain it for the time needed..."
Realmer sounds more like he is talking to himself or making a list, puffing his pipe every few words, exhaling smoke as he speaks.
"It is possible... would take me two days to make the Trump ((according to ADRPG)) as long as I have a good Psychic Impression and visual of the place."
He puffs on his pipe quietly for a moment or two, looking thoughtful, then says, "There is also another possibility, that is quicker, but more risky; I would still need to see the place directly or a really good Psychic Impression... but I can create a Trump Sketch in about an hour that... miiiiiight.... work."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Carston taps your shoulder
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer turns and looks to Carston...
*'''Michael James Watson'''
he leans in and whispers. "Julian is your military adviser and we know the look of the Arch. We teleport to the arch, Julian here, it wouldn't be a matter creating trumps would it?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer nods and whispers back, "You make a good point. Thank you. Remind me to raise your rate of pay."
"There may also be a third way... but I will need a moment." As he reaches for his Deck, he pauses and looks to Trualta. "How soon before your troops are ready to leave?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"a few moments ago i ordered my troops to be ready to move in an hour. My generals won't fail me. Even the three at the table evesdropping on us."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
the generals at the table chuckle goodnaturedly. one says. "Always a first time"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
(Julian hasn't met Trualta? right?)
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
((no, but he wanted to after meeting Graso))
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Trualta, do you wish to have your troops arrive on this side of the Arch or the other? I have been on the outside and could Teleport us there easily, but this side I have not. I would need an image, an impression of the place. Have you been there and would you trust me to... see the image in your mind?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer was shuffling through this Trump Deck while talking to Trualta, looking for Julian's card... it doesn't take long as he has used it recently. He puts the Deck away in his Robes and holds the one of Julian in his hand but is not looking at it yet.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"The Arch is not locked any longer, its only a matter of time before outsiders arrive in numbers.. If a battle does not ensue it would still be wise to hold the exterior. The exterior ground would be preferable." The genrals no make no pretnece and walk up beside their lord with interest"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer nods to Trualta then focuses his attention on the card in his hand. He concentrates on the image of Julian until he makes contact.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Contact comes quickly...It feels guarded, as if some magical defense is present. "Yes? Ah.... Realmer! Well met! How fare thee? I was looking for you in the offices but Roth said you were out"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer responds mentally, to keep the conversation private.
"Yes, I am well enough. I am at the East Stair with the Horse Lord Trualta. I need your help and I need it now, or very soon. I will need you for a full day. Can you come now?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"You are with the Horse Lord! Excellent! Bring us through!"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Us?" Realmer asks and does not extend a hand... yet.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"Well yes, Morganstern will want to meet the Horse Lord of course.. We are on a ride... trying to burn off some of this ......passion...of his...."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"I understand." Realmer looks around the room, gets up and moves to a position where there is enough room for Julain and Morg. He looks to Trualta and his generals, "You're in for a treat." he says to them verbally and extends a hand to Julian and says verbally, "Come on through."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Julian grasps your hand and he and Morganstern cross the trump. Trualta and the Generals, and the servants back away and julian turns the horse and then rears, making a magnificent pose.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Julian slides off and looks around the room..
*'''Michael James Watson'''
julian-"Lords, we're indoors..."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Horse Lord Trualta of the Wild Grasses, Master of the East Wind and Lord of Air, I introduce you to Prince Julian of Amber, Defender of Arden and my Military Advisor. Julain, Horse Lord Trualta." He gestures appropriately at each as he speaks.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"And Morgenstern, Primal Horse and faithful mount to Prince Julian."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Julian crosses to Trualta with an uncharacteristic grin, 'Lord Trualta, its my pleasure to meet you. I'd like you to consider me in your debt. I have not seen Morganstern this ...excited... in a century. That Raynahen Grasso and he have become boon companions and are wearing our the mares at the North Stair!"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
trualta looks genuinely taken aback... "Its my pleasure. Hmmm Raynahen rarely get that....frolicsome.. " Julian does not attempt to greet the generals...
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Julian, "So Lord realmer, why did you call? "
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer fills in Julian including the numbers given by Trualta.
"And they should be ready in about half of an hour."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
He nods.. listening.. "A large force.. But doable.. Realmer, my suggestion is this. Let me and Lord Trualta manage his forces here. You go to the Arch and get Caine there. He and I have done this kind of transfer before for Benedict. Its strenuous but not difficult. We can open a solid 10x15 portal. Sir, I assume your generals can establish the camp you spoke of. When the transfer is complete Morganstern and I will come through. Its been a long time since i did battle against a relative. its be like old times"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Trualta seems a bit surprised. "That should work. Will Prince Caine be willing to assist in this? "
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Julian, " King Random has declared Hagalta public enemy number one. It may be a race between Caine and I as to who gets to kill him first"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer nods to Julian, "I will Teleport to the Arch, Julian you contact Caine and fill him in now, then I will contact him and pull him through so you two can setup the Trump Gate. Trualta, I hope this shows you that Amber is willing to help, and listen. Get to know Julian, talk, share war stories and politics and horse linage until the fighting begins. I will talk to you both again soon."
Realmer draws out Caine's Trump and adds it to Julian's then puts them in the inner pocket of the right sleeve of his Robe, then he gestures for Carston and Tesa to move close; when they do he casts a Special Effects Teleport racked in the Robe that leaves a puff of purple smoke when he exits, but nothing upon arrival at the destination.