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At the moment, Emperor Aricius was looking over just some of the myriad writings his subjects could bring him regarding the history of the Rift. At the back of his mind, however, was the knowledge that his time was short, the clock ticking until his next meeting. As much as he wanted to know, there was an even more pressing subject matter - that of the Rift.
With a reluctant sigh, Aricius pulled himself from his current efforts poring over the various documents in the castle's vast library. He would have time for his studies later, he reminded himself. His attention was needed on the very subject his studies pertained to.
As Aricius entered the throne room, he was pleased to see his top advisors already awaiting him. They understood how precious his time was, and wouldn't waste it by making him wait unnecessarily. "Emperor!" one of them greeted. "It's an honor to-"
"God damn, skip the pleasantries, please," he demanded as he moved to his seat. Perhaps hunger made him testy; perhaps it was just impatience. Regardless, the silent nods and tightened posture of the others as they took their seats made it evident that he had set the tone for the meeting.
"How go the efforts by the research team?" he pressed, before he had even finished sitting down. "What have we discovered about the Rift, and are any of these discoveries useful to us?"

General Tiller cleared his throat to indicate that he would be the one answering. It was appropriate, he figured, as the research team was under military command. "We've made many discoveries, but they essentially sum up to a few key points. The first is that people can enter through the Rift, and return here through the portal at the other end."
Aricius nodded. "Has this been consistent?" he asked.
"It has," Tiller confidently assured the emperor. "They've been able to return even when the Rift on our end wasn't directed to their current location. That brings us to the next two points. Our mages have developed a means to direct the Rift to any one of multiple different locations. For now, they will control it on site, based on your orders. Our researchers are hoping to develop a means to streamline this process, to make it easier for you to control. Though there are those who say that the actual direction of the Rift wouldn't need a particularly specialized skillset, we've endeavored to make the process as reliable and consistent as possible."

Tiller leaned forward, his hands clasped as he prepared to continue. "That brings us to the most concerning point. We haven't yet found a way to seal the Rift," he revealed. Aricius gave a slightly dissatisfied shrug, but there was no indication that the development surprised him.
"So anyone who has access to a Rift on their end could come here, then?" he asked.
"As far as we know, that is correct," Tiller confirmed. "At least, anyone whom we can reach. We can, of course, continue to work on ways to tighten control, but it will... take time, at the very least."
Aricius closed his eyes in contemplation, his chin resting lightly on his fist. He remained still for a few seconds before returning his attention to the room. "Very well," he acknowledged. "Depending on what the other lands look like, our main advantage may be that there's nothing of value to be gained by attacking this place, relative to the cost. On that note, what do we see of other lands?"
Marcus cleared his throat this time. "Based on the data we have so far, I would say that there are positive prospects," he said. "We've been careful to avoid going too far, however, so as to leave the decision on our next move to you. The others can fill you in on what we've been seeing, along with our recommendations. From there, the choice is yours."
The other advisors became more alert at the prompt. Aricius looked around at the table.
"Very well. Let's hear it then," he ordered.

----

A piece of meat arced through the air before disappearing into the maw of a lunging wyvern. The meal would satisfy the creature, while its rider received his briefing.
With the base commander at his office stood the rider with the scout that would be accompanying him. The commander looked over the most important details of the briefing before continuing. "You two have been selected for this mission because of your training in telepathy, and because of the high degree of confidence the Empire can place in you," he stated.
The riders nodded. "It's an honor to be chosen for this, sir," one of them commented.
"As it should be," the commander responded. "Now, some information about your destination. What we have been able to pick up from scrying suggests that that there is significant civilization in the target realm. They appear to command floating ships of some kind, with fortified positions. You should hopefully get the chance to establish contact with them before they try to shoot you down. You are to carry no weapons on this trip. Should you find yourselves in danger, retreat immediately and report it."
"Yes, sir," the soldiers affirmed.
"Here are the two most important things you can remember for this mission," the commander continued. "The first: you represent Vivesper and its people. Do not do anything that would reflect unfavorably on us. The Emperor is looking for an opportunity to establish a diplomatic replationships, and potentially trade. You will be the first impression these people have of Vivesper. Do not give them a reason to immediately dismiss such an idea."
"Yes sir," the soldiers affirmed again.
"Good. The second: you must return to us," the commander asserted. "At least one of you, but ideally, both. We must have your report of what you encounter. Though I hope it doesn't happen, you also must not allow yourselves to be taken prisoner. Should you be interrogated, you may endanger Vivesper should these people prove hostile."
The soldiers maintained their bearing as they were presented with the grim scenario. "Yes sir," they affirmed again.
"Good. Now, the mages will direct the Rift. You are to get on your wyverns and fly through once they clear you," the commander instructed. "From there, you're on your own. Try to use telepathy to contact any other party from a safe distance, before approaching. Best of luck."
"Understood. We look forward to bringing you a successful report," one of the scouts said, as they took their leave. The mission was dangerous, but they wouldn't back down. Vivesper needed this of them, and they would do it.

The riders, now mounted atop their wyverns, waited anxiously as the mages stabilized the Rift. As they did, images of flying ships and thriving islands appeared - as well as a place that seemed even deader than many in Vivesper. Unlike the desolate areas in Vivesper, however, which were invariably uncivilized, that place seemed to be a ruin of what was once a thriving civilization.
Hopefully, it would only come up as a history lesson.
The mages gave the all clear for the scouts. With a command, the wyverns took off, into the portal... and into whatever awaited them on the other side.
@Timemaster I'm very glad to hear that, thank you! Given that I'm new to the site, first impressions are rather important, and I felt quite a bit of pressure to leave a good one.
Well, my first post is up. Let me know your thoughts, and if there was anything I missed that you felt I should've covered.
Deep in the library of the fortification known as Enduron Castle, a tired man in plain clothes continued his thorough efforts to peruse one of many books. As he analyzed the various literature, a pile of detailed notes accumulated on the desk, their penmanship not matching the effort that went into the thoughts they represented.

Most people knew not to bother this man without good reason. This wasn't just because he was busy, or because of the seemingly dry subject matter of the books, but because of who he was. He was none other than the current Emperor of Vivesper, Aricius. As Emperor, he had one duty - ensuring the survival and advancement of the Empire of Vivesper as a whole. In the day of his ancestors, before the land was unified, such a thing would, more often than not, be a matter for the battlefield. However, with wars across the continent becoming a matter for history books, and with the Empire having found stability, the attitude needed to shift. That was, at least, as far as he was concerned.

The people of Vivesper had fought and struggled so long nearly to survive. The current population, while much larger than its lowest point, was still a far cry from what it was many centuries ago, when the people first came to this land. Famine, dehydration, frostbite, and hypothermia had claimed so many as they tried to eek out a living in a land that wanted them to die.

Humanity was not simply a stain to be wiped out at the caprice of nature, however. As it came under a unifying vision, it pried life from the maw of death. The people had to make many sacrifices to survive; over time, they had gotten better and better at it. When every man did his job, and could count on his fellow men to do theirs, then what was nature or divinity to stand in their way?

Yet there were those who would never be content with survival. There were those who were willing to cheat their fellow man even when they had more than enough. Aricius had just overseen the execution of a count by burning earlier in the day; the noble's provisions for his people did not reflect what he took from them, and investigations revealed embezzlement. The local leadership was a reflection of the Empire as a whole to its subjects. If they cheated their people, then the Empire was cheating its people; if they were willing to cheat their people, then they were willing to cheat the Empire.

In the end, it didn't matter who they were, commoner or noble. They all needed to know their place in the Empire. Though there were those who tried to ingratiate themselves with the emperor, Aricius was rather fickle, and would just as quickly put someone on the chopping block as he would show a seemingly favorable attitude towards them.

"Emperor!" a voice called out, piercing the silence of the expansive library. The call was 'Emperor' as opposed to 'Your Majesty', as Aricius' ancestors had decided that it was more important they be identified by their role in Vivesperian society than their informed superiority. As much as it made Aricius irate to be interrupted, he identified the voice as a member of his Royal Guard. This matter was evidently important.

Aricius picked his head up from the tome he was poring over - a theoretical analysis of the motives of humanity - and looked squarely at the interrupting guard. The guard was taking hard breaths, obviously having been in a rush, and in the guard's hand was a scroll case. "You're going to want to read this, Emperor," he urged.

Aricius took the scroll case from the guard, pulling the scroll from it and analyzing its content.

----

Greetings, Emperor.

Though I have preserved the original report in the event you wanted to see it, I have decided to write to you personally regarding this matter, as it is a matter of pressing interest to Vivesper as a whole. While a wyvern scouting party that was assigned to the area of the Rift was performing their usual survey and patrol of the land, the Rift reportedly underwent an event which was reported as "cataclysmic". Though the scouts were not grounded, they still felt and heard very loud tremors, and the Rift glowed incandescently as it stabilized.

Our scouts were not close enough to identify more details, and returned as soon as the event concluded. Though we do not yet know at this time, we believe the Rift might be open once again. I would like to send a team to investigate the matter further. Supplies would be a major consideration, due to the Rift's distance from any location with readily available food and water.

Ultimately, what I am able to organize regarding the matter is dependent on the approach you wish to take. As your ultimate decision would likely involve input from your other top men, I have advised them to be ready to be summoned.

Sincerely,

General Tiller


----

Aricius was already considering many possibilities before he had even gotten to the end of the letter. Should he be ecstatic, or worried? He needed a more clear picture. "Have every one of my advisors summoned to the throne room for an emergency meeting," he ordered the guard, as he stood up from his chair before taking a long stretch. "And have someone bring those back to my room," he ordered again, pointing at his notes.

The guard nodded. "Right away, Emperor," he confirmed, as he rapidly set off. The meeting meant that Aricius had to get dressed in clothing that actually reflected his status as the Emperor of Vivesper, as comfortable as more plain clothes were. He didn't have a problem with doing it, however - it was his duty.

----

The throne room, and the throne itself, weren't particularly decorated, though some sculptures and pictures had been put in the room in order to better reflect its significance. Aricius' many advisors answered his summons, dropping whatever they were doing at the time. Compared to his ancestors, there were considerably few military commanders, with the lack of constant war having lowered the need for them.

"Hello, everyone. Thank you for answering my summons on such short notice. Now, let's get right to business," he started, cutting through the pleasantries. "First, what are considerations as far as threats go?"

General Tiller, the writer of the previous scroll, took the question. "That largely varies based on what's on the other side, and how logical they are," he supposed. "Overall, I predict little threat to Vivesper overall, though there would be ever-present danger to whatever research party we send to investigate. Given how far the Rift is from any viable target, and how desolate the area is, a ground invasion would not be possible for most unless they have a lot of supplies prepared. In the worst case scenario, we would evacuate the civilized areas, taking our supplies and destroying anything they can use as we move. The survivors of any invasion force here through winter would likely be too frostbitten to remain a threat."

"I don't think we'll have to immediately draft our army, then," Aricius deduced. "We may, however, want to potentially start training more troops, once we have a good idea of what we might be facing. Now, how about potential resources?"

Marcus, Aricius' head steward, took this question. "That would, of course, be dependent on what we encounter," he suggested. "Should the area - or areas - on the other side be more hospitable, then that may bode well for us. We might be able to establish trade opportunities, at the very least. We're currently limited by how much desolate land we can transform into arable - with a consistent trade partner willing to provide more food, then we can shift more of our focus to other areas."

Aricius considered the possibility. Trading... that, of course, required providing something of equal value. Many societies valued gold; historically, its value was less than that of iron in Vivesper, due to its lack of use in a land where people struggled to survive, but gold was slowly gaining value as the Empire stabilized, and it was something they could shift more focus into if others valued it. there were, of course, potentially other things; it would largely vary based on what they encountered.

Though Aricius listened to his various advisors as they discussed the new circumstance, there was one constant - the fact remained that too much was up in the air at the moment. They needed more information. "Arrange for a transport route to be established to the Rift," he ordered. "We'll support a base there while our researchers discover more. I'll also need our bravest, most experienced scouts. If we can go through the Rift, then we need to identify whether the trip can be made both ways, and we'll need a good idea of what's on the other side. We'll keep some soldiers at the base as well, for smaller threats, but we're not keeping a fortress there. That should do for today. You're all dismissed."

As his advisors set off, Aricius lingered a moment. Vivesper had been content to survive against the odds for so long. Perhaps, however, this would be the ultimate triumph of man over gods and this accursed land. Perhaps the greedy criminals within the Empire had a point.

Perhaps it wasn't enough anymore just to survive - it was time to thrive.
Just making sure - we are clear to post now, yes?
A few edits to what I wrote so far, expanding on culture, governance, and military somewhat, and noting the existence of significant mineral resources in the land. If there are any details in particular that I'm forgetting and someone feels I should mention, feel free to let me know.

At the moment, I'm considering the role my nation will play, relative to other nations. I think it'll primarily involve trading, at least at the beginning, though, of course, that remains to be seen. I can't wait to get started.

(Also, for the sake of clarity, I've specified the Vivesperian Empire, or the Empire, to refer to the nation, while specifying Vivesper to refer to the land, but "Vivesper" will probably be used interchangeably outside of the nation sheet.)
I hope everyone is as eager as I am!
@Tortoise That's good. I can definitely respect wanting a certain aesthetic.

Regarding your point on a slippery slope - that's actually something I personally need to be more cognizant of. Unfortunately, I'm aware that I sometimes get frustrated when people don't have the same understanding of my niche interests that I do, and I'm not as cognizant of the general idea of impressions (especially first impressions). I'm aware of the concept, of course, but I suppose it's something more experienced GMs would understand better than I would, with my GMing history being in a closed environment.
Also, I realize that it's a bit selfish and entitled of me to expect other RPers to cultivate the same understanding of military history as I have. It would be like a player demanding I get an understanding of the physics of space travel before participating in a science fiction RP, when the details space travel haven't been a particular interest of mine. If I enjoyed science fiction, I wouldn't want to play a sci-fi RP, only to be told that I wouldn't actually be allowed to do what I thought I could based on my understanding of things. I wouldn't want to have to spend time researching a topic that doesn't interest me just to play in an RP for a genre which does interest me.

Besides that, I'm very pleased you find my draft satisfactory. I'm happy that you had a solid understanding of the ideals regarding Vivesper that I was trying to convey. I definitely intend to expand on the culture later, when I'm not drunk as a skunk (and hopefully not hungover), as it's a topic I find to be of significant importance to a nation. I would've loved to go into more detail, but the more responsible me had to draw a line somewhere regarding my time, so I could get some sleep before traveling.
As for a more precise population estimate - that's something I'm less sure of. I wanted something that was significantly large to show the Empire's ability to eventually thrive in its environment (especially in more recent times with its stability), but I didn't want something ludicrous, because deprivation and war claimed many, many lives before that point, and it would still be a far cry from the population before the Cataclysm. I also didn't want anything that would give the impression of one-upmanship or otherwise intending to dominate other players. I figured that the more vague range of "massive" would reflect the success and stability of the Empire in spite of their environment, while not invoking something as huge as the Roman or Mongol Empire. Overall, I think something near the lower end of the "massive" scale would probably fit, but I'd need some help to make sure.
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