Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20150217115838/@comment-5614539-20150220075037

"Hopefully that shan't happen any time soon. However. I have a speech to deliver." Thryssa strode purposefully to a balcony facing the courtyard, as horns sent a booming cacophony around the city, summoning the people of the Under-Hold. Thryssa waited for silence, bowing her head. But when she rose her head to speak, her sonorous voice filled the great chamber with an aurorean power. "People of my Kingdom! This morning, in the early hours, whilst I slept under guard, a great act of treason was commited, in an attempt to kill both myself and the High King of Skyrim, the good Lord Kodlak Nikulson, standing beside me, orchestrated by none other than my uncle and Premier of the Under-Kingdom, Drevin Athelstan, who, since such time, faced summary execution at the hands of my rescuer, Kodlak Nikulson. This country has made a decision, as such, to recover from such atrocious and gross treason, the perpetrators of which have since been imprisoned, to join the country of Skyrim as a semi-autonomous region. As such, no cultural practices or national identity shall be disrupted, yet we shall benefit from the trade deals and infrastructure aid provided by the country. This will bring our country back from the brink of ruin, turn it prosperous and powerful once more." Thryssa paused for breath, before continuing. "Now, I would like Lord Kodlak Nikulson to address you."