Time: February 2018
Place: Naval Academy of Sturmheim, Neu Uburzis
Main Figure: Julian Wingert



Part 1:

Sweat dripped from Julian's face as he shivered in the freezing cold. Sun hadn't risen, yet the Convict Cadets already where running their morning laps around the Walled off Schoolyard. He had gotten used to the early hours, the normal cadets starting their laps half an hour later. Their Dorm warden barking orders at them as usual, yelling down the newer cadets. You learned quick that the only comfort you could find here was among other convicts, as the cadets where strictly separated after class. Blinking over the Fence, Julian spotted a particular girl being picked on especially heavy, Barbara Anselm really didn't have an easy time. Even the other convicts hated her for attacking the emperor.

"Don't watch the girls or i punch your sorry excuse for balls so hard you will beg Achkaerin for a Sex change!" their warden barked at Julian, who retorted at only slowly shaking his head, before making his way to the showers.

"Morning captain!" one of the fellow convicts waved at him, tossing him a towel and soap as they entered the facility. A single huge shower room for all male Convict cadets was another downside, Julian really stopped minding at this point. It was part of the privileges stripped from him by now. Several younger convicts starring at Julians shoulder, as they hushed behind their back:
"That's so cool. You think someone will make us a Prison Tattoo like that as well?" one Kid whispered.

Julian had a small inscription in Black ink, proudly declaring SG18: "You could call it a Prison Tattoo, but trust me, we all payed a price by the warden for getting it when they found out." he answered, as the warm water washed over his skin. At least it was warm water at this time of the year. Apparently they had figured cold water and cold temperatures wasn't a healthy mix after all.

"And we would all get it again. But say Julian, that's a lot newcomers the last weeks. I think five alone?" one of his Crew members from the SG18 joined Julian, scrubbing off Sweat before breakfast: "Yeah, but most of them are one Year sentences. Though the warden mentioned to me to keep an eye out for a full circle convict arriving today. Told me to see if we can pick him up."

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Julian was sipping on a thin mint tea, as he ate simple bread with curd cheese and a small bit of marmalade. Their diet strictly regulated as their dress code, Julian longed for days long past. He would try and taste as many foods around the world once he had the money for it. The warden ripped him from his short moment of day dreams, as he slapped a small note onto his table. "You are on Duty, show the new Convict around, tell him the rules this evening. I expect him to know the basics tomorrow. Every beating he gets will be doubled for you." Julian grunted but didn't say a word, they had an important meeting training new members for the SG18 this afternoon. He knew the warden wanted to sabotage his efforts to create a legacy, and his grades for the final exams on top. But complaining wasn't an option. Glaring at the Name, he raised an Eyebrow. Seemed like a kid from Himmelstadt, a rather rural Area. The name didn't click with Julian, but that didn't mean the boy didn't deserve his sentence here. Only two kind of People ended up with a full circle sentence. Children stepping on the wrong persons toe, like accidentally crippling the Brother of the Empress, or actual convicts, like being accomplice to kidnapping and murder.

Thomas Lazarus Breiter had just arrived via private Yacht in the Citadel, with beige Skintight Pants and equally Sixpack indicating Turquoise Shirt. His Utility Belt had an empty holster for guns, but for now it only held Flashlights, and a Citymap, while the Cellphone was in his Hand:

"So you said you Tracked the Document to a Monastery, where Men try to cleanse themselves of their Desires through Prayer? Great. Just the Place where i Fit." Tom answered the to the Person on Phone, as he walked himself over to the Harbor Customs, refitting his Ponytail he put on a pair of Shades, checking the map in Hand:

"And you said no one even knows where it is? That it was a Document mentioning a forgotten Library? We usually don't do that Kind of Nonsense but if she is following that lead as well she probably has something more solid."

Tom placed his Backpack full of Hiking and Archaeological gear on the Counter, waiting for it to be processed while staying on his Phone: "I know she has a head start, but she always goes to the wrong People. High officials never know where these things are. that's why i found the Tomb and left her the boring work to preserve it."

"and she would still love to Flay you Alive for one Uping her." the Phone answered. "Your Contact should arrive at the Harbor soon. So just get through Customs. We prepared for the Harbor few in Advance."



On the Other Side of the City, a pristine White Airship had just Landed, Dr. Diana Johnsons private Mobile Base of Operation. She had the Faculty Retrofit the vehicle to allow instant Excavations if need be, as they could land her Baby almost in any Terrain.
She had an appointment with a Mountjoy Official as she slowly stepped out of her Airship with her Pristine white Suit, fitting Fedora and Ebony Walking cane, while Sipping a Cosmopolitan on her Way down. She had to outrun the little Trustfund Baby this Time, Negotiations where to be made on the Fly and not from back home first. She wouldn't loose to him this time.

11.11.2017

The Streets of Neu Uburzis where busy with people erecting small Stalls at every corner, Garlands and flowers decorating the homes. The Police was securing the streets and funneled traffic towards evasion routes, the Military ensuring the Security of Guests and Participants alike.

At the heart of the City, Erik stood in front of the former City Cathedral, wearing a the Uburzian traditional Men clothing of a Toga over Shirt instead of his Order's regalia on personal request from Orion. Marveling the building that was once erect on his Orders height of Power, the Gothic Sanctum now stood as a testimony to the Empires principles. Never burned or looted, they simply changed it's use as Christianity had lost favor with the crowd, and it humbled Eric to be reminded how careful the Empire had kept their Memory preserved, when they themselves had failed.

Robert of Niameck meanwhile had already taken his Seat in the Cathedral's front row, where the close family was to be seated along the two Honorary guests. Behind him on the right side of the Seats where reserved for international Guests, while on the left Uburzians' would be seated. Robert marveled the colors painted at this early morning from the rosette window, thanking the Divine he got excepted from participating in the Procession.



At the other side of the City, the mob started Gathering around the Renaissance rebuild of an ancient Bathhouse.

Timoti and Jocelyn had been given Marble seats inside the Bathhouse' Frigidarium, next to Albrecht, Kurt and Adelheid. On the other side of the basin, several young children where seated, squabbling in hushed voices before a stern glare from Kurt silenced them up.

"Since you made us all one Family, we had decided you should be considered Family for this Ritual as well, Kauri Timoti. Only Close Family Members, and one Invited Friend are allowed in here aside from the Priesthoods." Kurt Mentioned, shifting his Wheelchair in a comfortable parking position, while Adelheid spoke up: "Those over there are all Orion's Nephews and Nieces. Basically the twerps are the next in line after him right now."
Albrecht cut both of them short: "Here they come."

From the Tepidarium Curtain, several priests and priestesses in different colors lined up aside the large Basin, with Kurt whispering to their guests:
"Each of them is a cult High Priest, unlike other Nations, our Religion is rather loose. We revere aspects of the Divine, basically a De-Personified polytheism. We have Cults of Nature, Death, Love, but also Bravery and whatever else has Gathered enough people to form a small Church. Most of them share Temples, and re-purposed Churches." Albrecht hissed again, shutting Kurt up, while footsteps echoed through the hall, ascending the staircase leading up their current room.
A moment of silence, only broken by the shifting noise from one of the Kids, before Orion stepped through the Curtain. Dripping wet already from the Hot Bath he went through, he clenched his fists and closes his eyes, as he walked slowly into the Basin filled with cold, fresh Mountain Spring water. Taking several steps inside until he reached the Baths central spring, a marble Fountain in form of a Fish. Standing below the Water stream he gave a small nod to his family, before folding his hands. Praying under the Stream of water, as Adelheid whispered to their guests: "Our first Emperor did this as well, just her still prayed to the Christian god." Resulting in a very ungentle Elbow to her side from Albrecht.
Orion then walked out of the Basin again, clearly shivering though trying hard not to show, as he pointed towards two Priests. The others took a step back, while a Green Robed one and a Yellow Robed Priestess handed him a Towel to dry and his Silk Coronation Tunic.

"Bravery and Hospitality. Good Choice." Albrecht finally said, before standing up and giving Orion a hug: "Well done."
Orion turned to his Guests, while slipping into a Pair of Sandals: "If you don't mind, i'd invite you into my Carriage together with Albrecht while we are Brought to the City Temple."



Outside the Bathhouse, a military Honor guard was awaiting them. Two Seats in Orions Carriage reserved for Jocelyn and Timoti, a second Carriage waiting for the other close Royal family, aside from the Kids which had to travel in Secret.

The foreign Dignitaries had been given a choice to either have their own Carriage for the Procession, or arrive directly via Car at the City Temple. Either way the press was preparing to film the Red Carpet and the Procession, where first the Dignitaries would arrive and Enter, the Emperor waiting for everyone else to have taken their seats.

Earlier this week the first Seating of Barbara Anselm's Trial had begun, the Teenage is accused of assisting the Kidnappers of Orion the first, and Arthur Lindwurm. Leading Ultimately to the Death of the later. So far only the Accusation has spoken, with the defense speaking happening next week. Evidence against her include several Witnesses of her communicating with the former Trinity Order Members, as well as the Data recovered from the broken Drone she had smuggled into the summer camp.

The Military trial for the security officer failing his duty is still to be announced, as the investigations are still ongoing.










Following the kidnapping through rogue members, trying to enlarge their dwindling Membership ranks of the past decades, the Grand Master of the Trinity Order, Bishop Erik Schultz, has requested the Pope to Excommunicate the Members of his Order going so far as too Kidnap children, and that still are on the run. Yet he refused to take personal consequences, proclaiming that they did not act under his guidance, and that the Order would strive to reorganize, but not disband.

This Topic will be our Place to discuss the Resolutions currently on Vote.

Please mind to keep it on Topic.


For the First Resolution:

Freedom of Religion

Today's Referendum, in my opinion, is yet another Example of overly simplified, stick to the Template Legislature that should not Pass for it's horrific low Quality standard.

Each and every cause can be bent to be non Applying at all, leaving only the Definition of Terminology left standing.

A loud and Clear "No" from me.