The Republic of Eastrise
The moon shone bright on the countryside, small collections of buildings that were human towns and forests dotted the vast expanse of land below. It was a beautiful site from the Fire Palace and King Gomgurg certainly enjoyed the view. He looked at the view of the countryside than down at the city he had ruled over for many years. The view was so different yet the people that lived in the two different worlds depended on each other so much.
A horn suddenly blared as the kings enjoyed his last few moments of peace. Pressing a small button located on the side of his throne, the sounds of gears turning started and soon the throne began moving backwards. There was a small rush of air while it moved and soon it was going downhill. shortly traveling through a dark tunnel. As it arrived at its destination, there was another whirl of gears as the throne turned around and clicked into place. There were two dwarven guards dressed in golden armor and wielding large battleaxes across their chest standing to each side of him. But the key figures were standing in front of him. One of the three figures standing in front of him he knew, its was the foreign affairs minister from the council. The other two figures were were also dwarfs but their were distantly different from anyone that lived in eastrise, their skin color was slightly darker and they were also slightly taller than the average eastrise dwarf.
“Your majesty, I introduce to you the two ambassadors from the Cesia Republic. They wish to discuss some important matters with you privately.” says the minister after bowing to the king.
“Thank you, you may leave now.” says the king, he knew this was coming and he feared that the republic would be angered by his answer.
The ambassadors didn’t start with greetings, instead they skipped straight to the issue. “On behalf of the King of Cesia, we request that you provide instant military support in the war against Norium.” They didn’t blink once as they announced the request.
“I am sorry but I cannot provide any military support. My people cannot support a war right now and the area affected by the conflict does not affect us. What support we can provide is against the Pro-Norium nation of Westfall.”
The dwarfs didn’t give away any sign of anger or disappointment except for the fire flaring in their eyes. “Thank you, we will enjoy any support you can provide.” Their voices were plain and they instantly turned around and left.