Intergalactic Summit

Day for day I was wandering through a green garden filled with roses, tulips and cedar trees. Water was flowing abundantly although the proper planet was arid and hot. The garden was walled, metre for metre tiles of deep blue. I could hear every breath of mine, mingling with the flow of water, the dancing leaves and the song of birds. The smell of roses surrounded me and while I was approaching the sitting hall, incense pleasured my nose. I entered the hall and joined the priests in silent meditation. I hardly noticed their controlled bodies wrapped into their black robes. Forgotten were the days when I struggled finding the right position on my small pillow. No longer did I feel the pain of motionless sitting, even after hours. In this room we were all one. The abbot, the priest, the young monk. United in silent prayer to God. Prayers for our King and our Grand Master. I sat for months and my mind had never been clearer and more pristine.

Yesterday, when I left the sitting hall for the daily midday service, I noticed a stranger. His cloak was of white and amber, rich in ornaments and detail. He approached me and spoke: “You must make war upon your enemies and reclaim what is justly yours.” Then he removed his hood and uncovered his head. I fell to my knees in shock and awe. “Rejoice, o chosen of God!” I cried out, but when I looked up St. Tetrimon had left.

God has charged me to take back my place. God has charged me to resume my fight against the hypocrites and the rotten Sarumites. I hereby reclaim my rightful place as a holder and pledge allegiance to the restoration of Holy Amarr!

Long live the King! Long live the Order!

Odelya Negin Intourtsetseg of House d’Hanguest, Duchess of Palas and Lustrevik, and its dependent territories, Porphyrogennete, Hyperprotopansebaste, servant of God and King

Your first order of business should be to hire a proper spokesperson, your worship. What kind of Duchess doesn't retain a proper herald to pronounce her edicts?

Is there something in the water in the Empire that makes them act like this?

Welcome back, miss d'Hanguest.

If you find the religious angle not working for you, please feel free to approach me and we can discuss you return into the adult entertainment business. You'd make a nice cumback, I believe your fans are waiting for a sequel.

Nevertheless, all the best to you and your new found religious delirium.

Thats just crazy talk.

I do hope you are not talking to me upon such a matter.

Her majestic holiness is the voice of God and the empire's undisputed ruler, no insults or hostile actions against her majesty or her loyal servants will be tolerated!

I will destroy your ship and maybe your other assets, of course. And the empire does not forget... especially a heretic. Not to mention the soul of all heretics will burn in agony when the time comes, and heretics will not be offered a place within God's kingdom. There will only be miseries for you should you choose to go against our glorious empire and it's rightful ruler!

And do not speak as if you know of my past, young one. My service record to the empire stretches far before your capsule registration date...

I, Synthia 1, Imperial Queen of the Glorious progressive Theocratic City-state of Kaztropolis, Empress of the Wombat People Territories, Divine Empress of Greater Kaztropol Planet, Interpreter of Scripture, Diviner of Truth, Guardian of the Faithful, Observer of Unusual Facts, Inquisitor of Heretics, Missionary to the Heathens, Speaker of Profundities, Paragon of Virtue and Angel of Compassion, offer the Following Greeting to Duchess d'Hanguest:

Hello.

Yay.

New amarr weirdo.

Yay.