83rd Journey
[Assignment: History in the Kingdom of Kei | Continued]
HISTORY
For Keiki
With the Tremendous-King's passing, the throne of Kei became vacant during the next decade and half. The precarious stability she had managed in her reign became shaky and the Six Ministries organized themselves under the position of the Chousai that had gained more defacto power. Twenty-six years passed before the Kirin found the new ruler: another Empress was enthroned as Glory-King of Kei, the color of her banner was a dark blue, near black which made an appealing contrast to Sei-Ou's light grey and white.
Keien was a woman who was opposite to her predecessor. Adventurous and flighty, when the kingdom had fallen into ruins, her family started a life as international minstrels which made her had a fondness for traveling and well-versed in music, theater and culture, but without the patience of a politician. She and her husband, who became the Royal Consort, tried to lead Kei into becoming a kingdom of artists and embraced them as patrons. The economy of the kingdom was too fragile to withstand the opulent need of her administration, leaving the provincial lords to their devices, they sustained her ambitions by rising their taxes to the 80%. Three decades after her coronation, the Taiho became sick with Shitsudou and passed away, a few months later so did the monarch. Once she died, Keien Kei-Ou was known as Jou-Ou or the Artist-King.
Some institutions of the Kingdom of Kei flourished like the Ministry of Spring, but most of the kingdom was impoverished. The formal power of the Chousai only solidified. Jou-Ou skipped most political subjects or focused on their rhetoric presentation.
To this day, most traveling groups often choose to write plays about the Kingdom of Kei in memory of Jou-Ou's former protection.
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[Audio]
That was certainly an experience. How could... some of us speak in sparkle, I still don't get it. Julian and Jeremy? Sorry about taking your jobs, rest assured, we're not interested in having a host club at all. But it's not bad have different work experience in our curriculum, helps you to avoid narrowing your options.
Huh.
I'm looking for a job. For different reasons, practical and educational, I think is time to get one. I may look young, but I have collected several odd jobs under my belt. Listing things I've skilled with or have experience:
→ Housekeeping.
→ Cooking and baking (I'm better with Japanese food, but I can learn other recipes).
→ Acting.
→ Farming (taking care of cattle, helping with crops).
→ Sailing.
→ Fighting (as bouncer of a club).
→ Ruling a kingdom.
I can heal too. I guess I could ask the Hospital for a nurse vacant, but if I get the smell of blood in my clothes, some of my roommates wouldn't appreciate the stench.
Anyways, thanks for listening.
[Open comment log: Xanadu Garden]
[It was a familiar scene repeating itself. Youko kneeling in front the small pile of rocks that had become Raku-kun's grave. Kneeling and praying. A lot had happened since she was here last time, something within her had change. The Taisai had died. Killed himself. She had seen death or experienced it in a manner, even in Kinpa Palace, in the mountain over the clouds that oversaw the mortal world below, death happened. The gears of fate had started to move again that threw her into a new journey, one path that must take her to know the people of Kei and answer her question:
What is what makes any kingdom, a great kingdom?
She opened her eyes after finished her prayers and stood. Her gaze went downwards, taking the sight of the white tombstones of the City cemetery. Then, in that moment, she understood at least a little.
Huh.]
Seems I finally get it.
[She murmured to herself, turning around to walk into the proper park, after paying her respects to the departed. A great kingdom... she wasn't too sure if it should be wealthy to be considered great, but at least...
At least I should strive to build one with smaller graveyards.
She must shed blood to get the throne, to defend the throne and to preserve it, but she would try for the tombs be a small hill and not a great mountain.]
HISTORY
For Keiki
With the Tremendous-King's passing, the throne of Kei became vacant during the next decade and half. The precarious stability she had managed in her reign became shaky and the Six Ministries organized themselves under the position of the Chousai that had gained more defacto power. Twenty-six years passed before the Kirin found the new ruler: another Empress was enthroned as Glory-King of Kei, the color of her banner was a dark blue, near black which made an appealing contrast to Sei-Ou's light grey and white.
Keien was a woman who was opposite to her predecessor. Adventurous and flighty, when the kingdom had fallen into ruins, her family started a life as international minstrels which made her had a fondness for traveling and well-versed in music, theater and culture, but without the patience of a politician. She and her husband, who became the Royal Consort, tried to lead Kei into becoming a kingdom of artists and embraced them as patrons. The economy of the kingdom was too fragile to withstand the opulent need of her administration, leaving the provincial lords to their devices, they sustained her ambitions by rising their taxes to the 80%. Three decades after her coronation, the Taiho became sick with Shitsudou and passed away, a few months later so did the monarch. Once she died, Keien Kei-Ou was known as Jou-Ou or the Artist-King.
Some institutions of the Kingdom of Kei flourished like the Ministry of Spring, but most of the kingdom was impoverished. The formal power of the Chousai only solidified. Jou-Ou skipped most political subjects or focused on their rhetoric presentation.
To this day, most traveling groups often choose to write plays about the Kingdom of Kei in memory of Jou-Ou's former protection.
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[Audio]
That was certainly an experience. How could... some of us speak in sparkle, I still don't get it. Julian and Jeremy? Sorry about taking your jobs, rest assured, we're not interested in having a host club at all. But it's not bad have different work experience in our curriculum, helps you to avoid narrowing your options.
Huh.
I'm looking for a job. For different reasons, practical and educational, I think is time to get one. I may look young, but I have collected several odd jobs under my belt. Listing things I've skilled with or have experience:
→ Housekeeping.
→ Cooking and baking (I'm better with Japanese food, but I can learn other recipes).
→ Acting.
→ Farming (taking care of cattle, helping with crops).
→ Sailing.
→ Fighting (as bouncer of a club).
→ Ruling a kingdom.
I can heal too. I guess I could ask the Hospital for a nurse vacant, but if I get the smell of blood in my clothes, some of my roommates wouldn't appreciate the stench.
Anyways, thanks for listening.
[Open comment log: Xanadu Garden]
[It was a familiar scene repeating itself. Youko kneeling in front the small pile of rocks that had become Raku-kun's grave. Kneeling and praying. A lot had happened since she was here last time, something within her had change. The Taisai had died. Killed himself. She had seen death or experienced it in a manner, even in Kinpa Palace, in the mountain over the clouds that oversaw the mortal world below, death happened. The gears of fate had started to move again that threw her into a new journey, one path that must take her to know the people of Kei and answer her question:
What is what makes any kingdom, a great kingdom?
She opened her eyes after finished her prayers and stood. Her gaze went downwards, taking the sight of the white tombstones of the City cemetery. Then, in that moment, she understood at least a little.
Huh.]
Seems I finally get it.
[She murmured to herself, turning around to walk into the proper park, after paying her respects to the departed. A great kingdom... she wasn't too sure if it should be wealthy to be considered great, but at least...
At least I should strive to build one with smaller graveyards.
She must shed blood to get the throne, to defend the throne and to preserve it, but she would try for the tombs be a small hill and not a great mountain.]