A set of workers came with many number of shipments of building supplies to Viallevale. The lead worker has a letter stateing that unlimited amount of supplies needed to help repair Viallevale. Has been granted in his Countesses ablity to supply them. That the workers are there as long as they needed.

Zariya will be there to receive the workers, with many of her guard in tow. She addresses the lead worker almost sympathetically, "Sir, any gifts from Scherazade should go to the King and the people of Amber, with whom she has broken faith. It is not your fault that your mistress does not take her vows seriously, but I am afraid you will have to serve as a whipping boy in lieu of the lashes that Scherazade deserves."

The lead worker is given ten lashes (probably under duress). Anyone in the work crew that speaks up for him or instigates any sort of trouble receives five of their own. They are then redirected to Amber City, to give the goods to the mayor of the city, Breyd.

The lead worker replies after his beating. "Your Highness, my lady has no offence against the King of Amber. My lady has sent her support to you as for the injuries the enemies of Amber has sent upon you Your Highness."

Zariya shakes her head, "It would be best if you kept your tongue still. While the gesture may have been appreciated before the 'debacle' in Neuvo Sangre, afterwards it is an insult, and a small, pathetic gesture to gain my favor again. I have no truck with traitors, in word or deed." She pauses, letting that sink in, "Now, the next person who cares to add something else in the defense of Scherazade will be short a tongue. The next after that has bought death for all of you. Get out, and never return to Viallevale unless you have come to grovel for Oberon's forgiveness for your mistress' words."

The workers leave, but they leave the supplies behind.

To Her Highness Zaryina,

Well dearest Aunt, for it seams that is what you are. I ask not for power. How planly do I have to put it that I can not stand to have others obey me. As I have hit upon a chord with you. As so you have with me. The just and noble Oberon has my perfect obediance and loyality. For he has let me into a world where I can do for myself. As kindly as your sentements are I am capable of packing my own things. I am capable dearest aunt to dressing my self with out need of a staff to do so for me. I use only power to help, and only when I can not do it my self.

This text is copyright © Lana Gjovig and Betty Osthoff; "Amber" is copyright © Roger Zelazny; "Amber" the diceless RPG is copyright © Phage Press. No copyright infringement is intended.

Please click to go back to:

Zariya: Equinox

This page hosted by Get your own Free Home Page