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Earendil Halfelven · 11-13-2003, 11:26 PM

It was 9am. The councilmen had only five hours of sleep, which is what Doran wanted. The less sleep they've had, the better. Now they were back inside the council chamber, ready to pass new laws for Umbar, which had been drawn up by the newly formed Security Council, which included Doran, who had been elected the Chairman of the Security Council and 10 other councilmen who had been voted in earlier that morning.

All the councilmen were seated, and Ambassador Thrann was ready to start the meeting. The sound of the ambassador's gavel hitting its wooden pallet thudded throughout the chamber. His personal secretary stood.

"Emergency session #1 is now beginning. Ambassador Thrann has the floor." The man took his seat as the ambassador cleared his throat.

"As you all know, serious matters within Umbar demand our attention and immediate action. Laws must be passed that will keep these corsairs in order and restore peace to the city. Now we will begin approving of the new bills that have been drawn up by the Security Council."

Thrann reached to a stack of papers that lay on his desk. He took the one off of the top and handed it to his secretary. The man took the bill, stood and said,"First order of business today is-

Security Council Proposition #1
By Order of the Council of Umbar and of the Ambassador:
Every corsair within Umbar, including every man, woman, and child, must wear a badge upon their person in the form of a large, red "C." This shall be sewn upon every article of clothing. This includes, but is not limited to trousers, dresses, jackets, shirts, hats, and all types of underclothing. Any corsair caught without such identification will be fined no less than 100 gold coins and jailed for at least three days. This law shall take effect two days from now, giving the corsairs sufficient time to obtain the proper identification.

The secretary looked around the room to let the bill soak in.
"All those opposed..." Silence. "All those in favor..." The chamber was filled with replies of "yea" and "hear, hear."

"With the unanimous decision of the Council, the proposed bill #1 is now law." The paper was stamped and handed to another man, who left the chamber to add it to the law books. The ambassador handed the secretary the second sheet from the stack.

Security Council Proposition #2...
_____________________________________________

At 12 noon, a crowd had gathered. The rumor around town was that new laws had been passed earlier that morning concerning the corsairs. In the middle of the square, a city guard was reading from a sheet of paper to the crowd-

"...but is not limited to trousers, dresses, jackets, shirts, hats, and all types of underclothing. Any corsair caught without such identification will be fined no less than 100 gold coins and jailed for at least three days. This law shall take effect two days from now, giving the corsairs sufficient time to obtain the proper identification."

"By order of the Ambassador and the Security Council: As of today, any Umbarian citizen who has had connections with the Corsairs of Umbar in the past, it is required that the large, red "C" be stamped on a sheet of paper that must be presented when applying for a job or buying/renting a home, or performing any other type of business. Any person caught not obeying this law will be punished. Punishment includes two days jail time and a 50 gold coin fine."

"By order of the Ambassador and the Security Council: As of today, no corsair or any Umbarian citizen who has had connections with the Corsairs of Umbar will be allowed in inns past the hour of 9 every day."

"By order of the Ambassador and the Security Council: As of today, no Corsair or any Umbarian citizen who has had connections with the Corsairs of Umbar will be allowed to purchase weapons."

"By order of the Ambassador and the Security Council: As of today, city guards will be placed at all the gates and are under strict orders to question any person upon entering Umbar. All immigration from known Corsair towns, villages, cities, and lands is strictly prohibited. Any Corsair caught attempting to enter Umbar will be captured, detained, and sentenced. Any Corsair caught attempting to enter Umbar that does not immediately surrender, will be killed. Also, any Corsair that resides within Umbar as of today must obtain a passport to leave Umbar. Upon re-entrance, if they are not able to present the passport, they will not be allowed back into Umbar."
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Doran sat in his office, pleased with the days achievements. He could feel Umbar slipping into chaos. Soon, it will be ready for the taking.

Still, he couldn't bear the thought of Devon Thrann knowing his plans. And by now, his closes friends obviously knew. That put Doran at a risk. Though they were only kids, they still knew. They had to be eliminated. But how? Jurex and Agdar had already fouled up one attempt. The boy was now ready for anything. He had sent Jurex on his mission to talk to the corsair population into revolting. Agdar, who had begged Doran to spare his life, was now on a ship. His mission was to prepare Doran's fleet and give Doran's orders to his various captains. All was almost ready.

But Devon still knew. The first time Jurex and Agdar had tried to kidnap him, the boy had run for it. He obviously had not run to his father's house. He had gone somewhere else. But where? Who were his closest friends that he trusted with his own life? Doran had to find out who they were. A plan was forming in his mind, one that possibly included a successful kidnapping and maybe another murder.

He began to write an anonymous letter to Acacia. Today was going to be a good day.

11-13-2003, 11:26 PM	#30
Earendil Halfelven Wight Join Date: Dec 2002 Location: the dark recesses of the mind Posts: 223	It was 9am. The councilmen had only five hours of sleep, which is what Doran wanted. The less sleep they've had, the better. Now they were back inside the council chamber, ready to pass new laws for Umbar, which had been drawn up by the newly formed Security Council, which included Doran, who had been elected the Chairman of the Security Council and 10 other councilmen who had been voted in earlier that morning. All the councilmen were seated, and Ambassador Thrann was ready to start the meeting. The sound of the ambassador's gavel hitting its wooden pallet thudded throughout the chamber. His personal secretary stood. "Emergency session #1 is now beginning. Ambassador Thrann has the floor." The man took his seat as the ambassador cleared his throat. "As you all know, serious matters within Umbar demand our attention and immediate action. Laws must be passed that will keep these corsairs in order and restore peace to the city. Now we will begin approving of the new bills that have been drawn up by the Security Council." Thrann reached to a stack of papers that lay on his desk. He took the one off of the top and handed it to his secretary. The man took the bill, stood and said,"First order of business today is- Security Council Proposition #1 By Order of the Council of Umbar and of the Ambassador: Every corsair within Umbar, including every man, woman, and child, must wear a badge upon their person in the form of a large, red "C." This shall be sewn upon every article of clothing. This includes, but is not limited to trousers, dresses, jackets, shirts, hats, and all types of underclothing. Any corsair caught without such identification will be fined no less than 100 gold coins and jailed for at least three days. This law shall take effect two days from now, giving the corsairs sufficient time to obtain the proper identification. The secretary looked around the room to let the bill soak in. "All those opposed..." Silence. "All those in favor..." The chamber was filled with replies of "yea" and "hear, hear." "With the unanimous decision of the Council, the proposed bill #1 is now law." The paper was stamped and handed to another man, who left the chamber to add it to the law books. The ambassador handed the secretary the second sheet from the stack. Security Council Proposition #2... _____________________________________________ At 12 noon, a crowd had gathered. The rumor around town was that new laws had been passed earlier that morning concerning the corsairs. In the middle of the square, a city guard was reading from a sheet of paper to the crowd- "...but is not limited to trousers, dresses, jackets, shirts, hats, and all types of underclothing. Any corsair caught without such identification will be fined no less than 100 gold coins and jailed for at least three days. This law shall take effect two days from now, giving the corsairs sufficient time to obtain the proper identification." "By order of the Ambassador and the Security Council: As of today, any Umbarian citizen who has had connections with the Corsairs of Umbar in the past, it is required that the large, red "C" be stamped on a sheet of paper that must be presented when applying for a job or buying/renting a home, or performing any other type of business. Any person caught not obeying this law will be punished. Punishment includes two days jail time and a 50 gold coin fine." "By order of the Ambassador and the Security Council: As of today, no corsair or any Umbarian citizen who has had connections with the Corsairs of Umbar will be allowed in inns past the hour of 9 every day." "By order of the Ambassador and the Security Council: As of today, no Corsair or any Umbarian citizen who has had connections with the Corsairs of Umbar will be allowed to purchase weapons." "By order of the Ambassador and the Security Council: As of today, city guards will be placed at all the gates and are under strict orders to question any person upon entering Umbar. All immigration from known Corsair towns, villages, cities, and lands is strictly prohibited. Any Corsair caught attempting to enter Umbar will be captured, detained, and sentenced. Any Corsair caught attempting to enter Umbar that does not immediately surrender, will be killed. Also, any Corsair that resides within Umbar as of today must obtain a passport to leave Umbar. Upon re-entrance, if they are not able to present the passport, they will not be allowed back into Umbar." _____________________________________________ Doran sat in his office, pleased with the days achievements. He could feel Umbar slipping into chaos. Soon, it will be ready for the taking. Still, he couldn't bear the thought of Devon Thrann knowing his plans. And by now, his closes friends obviously knew. That put Doran at a risk. Though they were only kids, they still knew. They had to be eliminated. But how? Jurex and Agdar had already fouled up one attempt. The boy was now ready for anything. He had sent Jurex on his mission to talk to the corsair population into revolting. Agdar, who had begged Doran to spare his life, was now on a ship. His mission was to prepare Doran's fleet and give Doran's orders to his various captains. All was almost ready. But Devon still knew. The first time Jurex and Agdar had tried to kidnap him, the boy had run for it. He obviously had not run to his father's house. He had gone somewhere else. But where? Who were his closest friends that he trusted with his own life? Doran had to find out who they were. A plan was forming in his mind, one that possibly included a successful kidnapping and maybe another murder. He began to write an anonymous letter to Acacia. Today was going to be a good day. __________________ In nomini domine saboath sui filique ite ad infernos.