Sabra La Tau

Who: Relevant people
Where: Great Core, Corehaven, Cepheus
When: King's Year 196, midsummer
What: Shenanigans???

[ while the building itself is far from open to the average passerby, the Inner Core section and the delicate machinery it houses are the domain of a select few, with at least three layers of security checks and other countermeasures to prevent those who would enter uninvited--

[ --and judging by the sirens kicking up, someone has just gotten in anyway. ]

Who: Albert and YOU
Where: Hydra? ... Probably.
When: Whenever you want, up to Year 197
What: LOVE!!

[Who ever you are, where ever you are (in Hydra), however recently or long ago you want this to be, Albert wants to talk about LOVE!! Maybe he's asking for your advice on girls. Or maybe he's asking about your own love life. Whatever happens, if you comment to this post THERE WILL BE LOVE TALKS :B.]

[... You can specify where/when this is taking place too if you want or I may just make something up on my own, your choice 8D.]

Who: All, eventually
Where: Various
When: King's Year 198, early fall
What: A messenger approaches.

[A tall, gaunt man walks across the plains alone approaching a small gathering of Pyxis tribes, with little fear or hesitation. He seems to have appeared out of almost nowhere, and unphased by the pre-monsoon winds. He swathed in the black uniforms of an Ophiuchus priest and uniform is lined with red. Though his cloak is drawn over his face, you can see something of a tight line of his lips and his hands, when he speaks, are slow moving and expressive.

He stops just before the first tribesman approaching him.]

I seek the chieftain of all the tribes, and then the clan with the greatest speed and experience.

((OOC: ALL THE COUNTRIES will be visited to speak with a regent, king, leader or whatnot. If you don't have a player character who is suitable, feel free to use sabra_la_au to speak for them. If you're stumped and want us to whip something up or off screen it, let Nishi know and we'll work something out.))

Who: RDS Scarlet Ravenna, her crew and passengers
Where: On route from Delphinus to Monoceros
When: King's Year 195, early winter
What: Just your standard trade voya— don't let the Pavo touch that!

[It may be a long trip.]

Who: Unfortunate travelers
Where: The Pyxis plains
When: Late Fall, King's Year 197
What: Sandstorms.

[For most of the year, the Pyxis tribes will more than happily boast about their land; endless plains that stretch as far as the eye can see and sometimes further, open and wide and always active. Tribes moving, tribes fighting, tribes celebrating, travelers crossing through to the south or the east - the Pyxis lands may be empty compared to most other countries, but it's always a hub of activity.

But not today. Today, the lands are practically empty - the isn't an animal around, and as for the few makeshift homes you can see in the distance, there isn't not a soul in sight. The wind begins to blow, and you can't remember a time when you've witnessed it like this, picking up dirt and sand and only seeming to grow stronger by the minute.

And then you realize what season it is. Better find shelter soon - Pyxis' sandstorms are just as dangerous and unrelenting as her people]