Visiting the Bajazet Embassy

 

 

Reception Court -- Bajazet Embassy (Kaitain)

Hushed, yet bursting with activity at the same time, the reception court of the Bajazet household is a vast tile paved space, lined with majestic palms that shade it's perimeter. The refreshing babbling of water rings out across the walkways, it's source, a large fountain sitting squarely in the center of the court. Ornately embellished benches are placed around the fountain offering a quiet resting spot to the weary. Roses, lavender, and other fragrant flowers are planted in low copper edged flowerbeds, that hug the contours of the tiled pool. Tucked along the eastern side of the court is a small private stable, large openings in it's facade allowing glimpses of the magnificent steeds housed within. A broad avenue leads from the stables to around the southern walls of the forecourt, the occasional horse being trotted along it. At the south end of the court, the Embassy itself looms up over it's surroundings.

Players:

�Aleikum������������������������������������������

Objects:

�Ginaz Limousine����������������������������������

Exits:

�Carved Gate <W> leads to Negara II Plaza -- Embassy District (Kaitain)

�Tiled Avenue <T> leads to Riding Grounds -- Bajazet Embassy (Kaitain)

�Wide Archway <E> leads to Stables -- Bajazet Embassy (Kaitain)

�Bronze Door� <S> leads to The Adrianopol -- Bajazet Embassy (Kaitain)

 

Aleikum smiles warmly and bows "Salaam Lady Ginaz, Welcome to our Embassy

 

A young Lady descends from the limousine carrying a red box in her hands. She looks curiously around noticing the flowers around with her glimmering obsidian black eyes. She approaches and curtseys gracefully: "Greetings on behalf of my uncle, the Marquis Jacob Ginaz. I am his niece, Lady Sisay Ginaz."

 

Aleikum continues to smile warmly "I am Master Aleikum Sh'waya, Swordmaster for his Grace the Sultan, please come inside and enjoy our hospitality"

 

Sisay smiles and nods. "Thank you, Master, for your hospitality. I have brought you this..." She hands over the red box. "This is a vintage wine from Marcinko, to be drank on special occasions." the Lady says with a pleasant smile on her young face.

 

Aleikum bows slightly as he accepts the gift "I am honored to accept this for my Sultan" He turns a bit adn motions for the doors to be opened. Two slaves dressed in Bajazet Livery push the doors open holding them for you.

 

Sisay giggles and walks, following the Bajazet Swordmaster closely.

 

<<walking towards the garden�>>

 

Tulip Court -- Bajazet Embassy (Kaitain)

A large arcade runs around the outer perimeter of this majestic, open aired, inner garden court. The garden itself is divided by two bisecting paths that quarters the space into quadrants. The beds are carefully laid out in precise geometric shapes, and smaller pathways interspersed between the beds in each quadrant, themselves, form a larger geometric pattern. Several small tiled mosaic pools are placed symmetrically throughout the garden, and are filled with fish that dart just below the water's surface. In the center of the garden is a small kiosk with several benches, that afford a full view of the opulent surroundings.

Players:

�Aleikum��������������������������� ���������������

Exits:

 

Aleikum stops "If you wish M'Lady we can stay here in the Tulip Court or proceed to the Salon

 

Sisay says with a smile: "This garden is perfect, If I may say so, Master..."

 

Aleikum bows and guides you to the kiosk

 

Sisay approaches the kiosk and takes a seat on one of the benches, admiring the pools and the overall beauty of the Bajazet interior garden. "This is quite... different than anything I have ever seen untill now" the Lady says in a whispering tone.

 

Aleikum chuckles and placing the wine on the bench beside him claps his hands and slave bearing sweetmeats and drinks appear as if by magic. "We Bajazet come here to rest our minds from the hectic busyness of everyday life.

 

Sisay smiles pleasantly: "Oh yes, it is very... relaxing. Tell me, Master, have you studied at the Ginaz Academy or... elsewhere?"

 

Aleikum chuckles "Elsewhere in a place called "The Arena."

 

A young slave girl approaches Sisay holding a tray of sweetmeats and other delicicies, offering it to her.

 

Sisay looks at the slave girl, trying not to have a too mercifull look on her face but she fails miserably. She recalls events of another Embassy and another slave which... but no! Enough of dark thoughts. She concentrates on the tray, picking something which looks like a slim chocolate biscuit and tastes it. Returning her gaze upon the Swordmaster with a clearly puzzled look on her face she asks: "The Arena, I never heard of that school. Might it be a new school of warfare...?"

 

Aleikum smiles gently at the slave girl before replying quietly "You could call it that, though it's not new, the "Arena" is where Gladiators fight, I was lucky and was able to get out still alive.

 

Aleikum

Standing at 6'2" and weighing about 220lbs Aleikum is a well built Human male. He has gray-green eyes that change color depending on his mood, his light brown hair is short cropped to make wearing of a helmet more comfortable.

 

������� He has a light weight white cotton sleeveless tunic on. On his right arm about part way up you can see a tattoo of a hawk, the symbol of a House Elmeri Gladiator. Over his breast is the personal crest of the Sultana. A bandage covers his right arm part way up.

 

Sisay gasps and asks: "Ohh... I recall reading something about... gladiators... Isn;t it that where slaves fight each other?"

 

Aleikum hesitates then nods 'Aye they do, most don't make it" he smiles shaking his head "But lets not talk of such morbid stuff, what occasion brings you to visit our Embassy, not that there needs to be one mind you."

 

Sisay beams a sweet smile and shrugs innocenly. "I am but a messanger of mu uncle's bearing his best wishes to the Sultan and House Bajazet. Since state business keep him from visiting himself, he sent me to learn of your great House and meet your people."

 

Aleikum laughs and turning takes a tray of drinks from a slave adn offers it to you "A drink? we have both non-Alcolholic and some with

 

Sisay giggles and says inquringly: "I'd take a specific non-alcoholic Bajazet drink..." The lady laughs sweetly: "I had enough of teas at home, you know..."

 

Aleikum chuckles and selects a dark brown drink "Here, a chilled chocolate drink laced with a hint of orange.

 

Sisay takes the drink and slowly tastes it. She lets out a faint "Mmmm" as she takes another sip. "I am going to tell my uncle that you spoil me!" she says and giggles swetly. "A very good drink..."

 

 

Aleikum laughs "We like to treat our friends well, it tends to keep them our friends you see?" he grins impishly.

 

Sisay giggles and nods: "In deed..." She sips her drink for a few moments, tasting this new delicious drink, a welcomed change from her everyday boring life at the Embassy. "Tell me, Master, did you travel a lot?" she asks in a merry voice.

 

Aleikum smiles 'Actually I did, my first master had extensive holdings on several planets and since I was his Daughters Bodyguard and she always went with him. I got to travel with them.

 

Sisay laughs merrily and confesses: "Back home, on Marcinko, I gave my guards a pretty heavy time, always running away from home... Oh my..."

 

Aleikum chuckles " I can see them going nuts everytime you disappeared, I know I used to

 

Sisay giggles and says: "Yea, well, half of the fun was getting past them... half of the other was hiding from them..."

 

Aleikum picks up another tray "Here try one of these breads they're made with poppyseeds

 

Sisay goes "Mmm" as she tries the bread. After she munches it she says: "But, Master, how come you have such delicacies... you definitely get me spoiled." She giggles and laughs merrily.

 

Aleikum chuckles "We Bajazet pride ourselves in good hospitality" he grins and leans closer whispering "I like good food">

 

Sisay beams a broad smile. "Oh yes... And I'm getting the taste of it... You really must send some of these to my Embassy. And in turn I'll send you some of the Marcinko teas, prepared by me in person, after a recipe learned from my mother... You'll love it!"

 

Aleikum smiles warmly and bows "I would be honored to recieve such

 

Sisay takes another ip from her chocolate drink and asks: "I heard your House has... differences with the Harkonnens, is that right?"

 

Aleikum chuckles "it is no secret the Harks and us have our differences, they are still a bit put out over thier defeat on Malarca

 

Sisay widens her eyes and asks: "Oh? You ... fought?"

 

Aleikum says, "I didn't I was still in training but others did"

 

Sisay goes "Aah... I see." she takes another sip of her drink and says: "I understood from my uncle that our House is ... umm... supporting the Sultan in ... whatever the quarrel with the Harkonnens is?"

 

Aleikum nods "I'm totally sure of the details as I've just become Swordmaster, but it has something to do with our Proces verbal...I think

 

Sisay shrugs innocently and beams one of her innocent sweet smiles. "Well, the important thing is that we are on the same side..."

 

The ornate arched doors across the courtyard open, and a woman enters at a languid pace, dressed in fine silks. The veil presumably which covered her hair dangles from her fingertips, the breeze of her passage trailing it behind her.

 

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_____________________Dune III Player Data Sheet: Felizia_____________________

Fullname:� Felizia al-Bahir���������� Faction:�� Bajazet�������������������

Title:���� Diplomat������������������ Position:� Bound Concubine�����������

Address:�� Honored Concubine, Madame

Age:������ 21

 

Background:

������� Born in 10075 to her parents, she was their firstborn daughter. Two years later, her sister Ylara was born. In 10080, at the age of 5, her father died, and mother and both daughters were sold into slavery to cover family debts. Further details are sketchy, at best, about the whole incident. At the age of 12, she began her training in the basics of servitude. Four years later, at the age of 16, she began her education in the finer arts of pleasure. In 10095 - at 20 years of age, she was given as a gift from House Korash to the new Sultan, Siridar-Baron Ruhail al-Nashina Khan-Bajazet.

 

A submissive child by nature, Felizia's will bent easily under tutelage and training. Her will, however, was not broken. For she still holds within a fiery, impish streak which shows from time to time in small, harmless ways. This small occasional streak has been encouraged, rather than eradicated. Her personality generally is one of serenity and calmness, having accepted long ago her hand from fate. She is clever and bright, and of slightly above-average intelligence.

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Aleikum chuckles gently "I would agree to that " he picks up a glass of water and raises it "To friends

 

Sisay raises her gaze to meet the newly arrived... lady, as it seems. The Ginaz girls' eyes open wide in curiosity as she studies the approaching woman and her silky dressings. She then looks to the Swordmaster, awaiting to be introduced... if it would be the case.

 

Felizia approaches the pair at the same slow pace, and seems to almost be of the mind to pass right by them. But she pauses, giving the Swordmaster a glance as she teasingly inquires, "Another courtship, Alei? So soon?"

 

Aleikum follows Sisay's look and smiles "Ahhh Salaam, Felizia" he turns back to Sisay "M'Lady this is Lady Felizia al-Bahir" he turns to Zia and very formally "Madame al-Bahir, this is Lady Sisay Ginaz.

 

Sisay raises and curtseys. "I real pleasure, I'm sure..." She then resumes her position on the bench, tightly grasping the glass of chocolate.

<<Sisay thinks: Courting me? Who does she think I am?>>

 

Aleikum laughs and shakes his head at Zia "Not hardly my friend, just a guest of our House"

 

Felizia's eyebrow arches as she hears the name Ginaz, and she smiles gently. "Ah... of our noble friends, the Ginaz. Welcome to our humble compound," she murmurs, bowing low and genuflucting from her forehead with her fingertips. After a pause, she adds, "First, a visit from the Marquis himself, and then, a Lady such as this. His Excellency will spoil us soon, surely."

Sisay giggles merrily. "Oh, my Lady, not even by far as much as you spoil me with all these... delicacies and your warm welcome..." She motions towards the benches "Would you care to join us?" She looks around for a second and continues: "Iiif you don't have anything else to do, that is..."

 

Sakara scurries into the room almost looking frantic

 

"I wasn't about to do anything, m'lady... save soak in the baths awhile," Felizia smiles warmly, and moves to seat herself to the offered bench. Once perched, she lifts her feet from the ground, and tucks them up under her, her position essentially that of being cross-legged.

 

Some slaves appear and offer Felizia some refreshments

 

Sisay smiles cutely as she notices Felizia's position. The Ginaz sits in the classical bottom-on-the-bench-and-feet-on-the-ground position, never been used to enything else except in private maybe. She notices a beautiful, almost naked girl come in, probably a slave of some sort. More sweeties? She says: "Oh, I heard the Bajazet baths are... a unique experience..."

 

Sakara looks about and finanly sees Felizia and moves towards her, but keeps quiet until recognised. The slave girl does offer a curtsey to Felizia and then the Ginaz female.

 

Felizia declines the offered trays with a shake of her head, and glances to the Lady Ginaz. "They are... quite luxurious, indeed. But it is good to have some of the comforts of home here on Kaitain." Sakara's presence draws her attention, though, and any other comments she would have provided on the baths are forgotten. "There you are," she says softly, reaching out to touch the slave's arm, and invite her to sit with her.

 

Aleikum *coughs* trying to hide a laugh "one could say that

 

Sakara moves to sit beside Felizia and then says quietly "I am Sorry I had fallen alseep on you my lady."

 

Sisay smiles and says: "Indeed, my Lady. Too bad the forests of Marcinko cannot be 'brought' here too..." as she giggles merrily.

<<Sisay thinks: Slave? Daughter? Niece? Who is that woman?>>

 

Felizia shakes her head at the younger woman, chuckling. "You needed your rest, Sakara. When I'm done visiting here, we'll both relax in the baths awhile."

 

Sakara nods slowly and then blinks a good bit baffled by the relax statement. Then the slave girl does bother to look at the Ginaz female for a while as she sits there. A small smile draws upon her face as Sakara seems to sit in a fashion that lacks any kinda of Morals at all for a woman.

 

Aleikum smiles slightly at Sakara and takes a sip of his water 'Zia, Lady Ginaz was asking about the Proces Verbal, I told her what I knew but I know you can tell her more about it.

 

Felizia turns to Sisay, her expression bland. "Do you know what proces verba is, Lady?"

 

Sisay gasps a little at the girl's position. But whomever visited the Harkonnens learns to accept even stranger things... As if shaking away a bad thought, the Ginaz Lady nods at the Swordmaster: "Oh yes... what is that all about, my Lady?"

 

Sakara remains ever quiet and just sits there listening. It is obvious she aims to try and learn something while here.

 

Felizia lets the veil she held drop into her lap in a small puddle, reaching up to rub at a temple for a moment. "Proces verbal is a charge for several things, but in this case it is for unwarranted acts of hostility. It is, in short, about what House Harkonnen did to our lands and our people, without reason. If our charge is successful, they will be stripped of their votes in the Landsraad, their titles, and they will be exiled."

 

Sakara gasps deeply and looks at Zia.

 

The Ginaz Lady's eyes glimmer as the thought of House Harkonnen destroyed. "Really?"

 

Aleikum has disconnected.

 

Felizia watches as the Swordmaster is called away, then returns her gaze to the lady and nods solemnly. "Indeed, Lady. It is our wish."

 

Sakara inhales some and leans back in her seat some, as she looks to Felizia.

 

Sisay gets a grim look on her face as she speaks with true fury echoing in her voice: "I am sure my uncle will support this cause with all his energy. I'd gladly see them all perish... completely... forever." After a second, she recomposes her sweet, young voice and continues: "Only Ulricke is different. The only cute Harkonnen I ever saw."

 

"No Harkonnen is 'cute', my lady," Felizia says brusquely, getting to her feet with little pause. "Unless you view pit vipers and other rodents to be 'cute'?"

 

Sakara jumps in her seat startled and scambles to stand up. Once up she reaches to Felizia and asks "My lady will you be ok?"

 

Sisay raises on her feet too, almost spilling whatever was left of her drink. "My Lady. I share your fury against those beasts. Yet I cannot convict people who have shown friendship and kindness to me." She pauses for a split second and continues, looking deeply into Felizia's eyes. "I have had my share of harkonnen love, my Lady, trust me. And it was a terrifying experience for which they _will_ pay one day. But not all are of the same kind, my Lady. Most of them, but not all."

 

"Perhaps... it is time for her ladyship to leave," Felizia says icily. "Friends of the Harkonnen are not welcome in this embassy. A slave will see you to the door." She gestures, bringing another slave forward to do exactly that.

 

Sakara only stands near Felizia as her question is ignored and looks to the Ginaz helplessly.

 

Sisay places her glass on the table carefully and says: "In deed, my Lady. One word still. As we say on Marcinko, 'we are arrows in the same quiver' you and I, my Lady. But perhaps only time will reveal this to you." She turns around, neck stiffened, gracious moves and starts following the appointed slave. "Have a good day, My Lady."

 

Felizia only snorts quietly, turning to stalk off in the direction of the baths presumably. "Come, Sakara," she says sharply, summoning the slave to follow.

 

 

<<Walking back home, in my cosy room>>

 

 

<Ginaz> Sisay arrives home. A few curses, a few guards pushed around and yelled at and a few slammed doors can be heard. After this... silence.

 

 

 

<<See the sequel to this in the next log � >>