Fanwork # 20 (post-Rose)
Dynastic Politics
Calibration Day 1, Ream Year 768, Year of the Mouse, Fire Cycle, Bronze Era of the 11th Epoch of the
Dragon-Blooded Shogunate
Naval Academy, Seacrown.
"But Uly! You need to lighten up! Remember, you are an Exalt now~"
"Again, don't call me Uly."
You half-hear the two Anathema - one of the Golden Sun, while the other is vested with a Demonic shadow - bantering with each other.
No matter.
You have a situation to be handled. Now.
Using your Essence to fix your appearance to the most regal possible, you walk inside your principal meeting room. You haven't gotten around to remodeling it, with the decorative taste of the previous Headmaster a bit too opulent for your taste, but it will suffice. Your elder mind swirls with myriad scenarios this coming encounter can go.
"Ah, Lung Fen Zao. You old bat, you're still healthy enough to make a mess of me, eh?"
There he is, Sesus Kajak, Hero of the Realm, former General of the 12th Legion "Flamehart", 3rd Head of House Sesus.
"Kajak, it was not my intention to make a fool out the honoured House Sesus, but believe me when I say that this deception is necessary.", you replied, fast enough. You're in a disadvantage here, but you can goad him to overreach.
"Ah, ah. Let me go first. Where is Sesus Ulyssian?" He ask, while his bodyguards tensed and ready themselves. Fools.
"He's being punished right now for his extreme foolishness, you may go see him after Calibration." You need to make sure to notify Lil- Nilul to go with this deception.
He relaxed and let his guards stand down. You let your form go back too.
"Truly? What a shame, his parents are already here, waiting for him to do some
explanations. Why did you make him masquerade as a mortal for
YEARS?"
Ah, this is going somewhere after all.
"It is needed. If he can't compete with the best of the Ten Thousand Dragons without essence usage, masquerading as a mortal, what hope will he have fighting the Anathema by himself?"
"By himself? What foolishness is this? And you expect me to believe that an Exalt that refused his Blessings can do to a Dragon whose wings hadn't clipped himself like that drunk exile?"
"Ah, Uncle, let me explain," This was the Slug, Nagezzar, currently establishing "his" criminal enterprise in Seacrown- and friend to that insulted Immaculate, if you don't misremember. "I wouldn't believe it too, if I hadn't seen him assassinating two ex-Fleet officers Dragonblooded, one Chosen by Hesiesh and the other, Dyliean - a disgraced member of the House, Chosen of Danaa'd and a score of mortal men in one night, under 5 hours, without even a telltale of
unconscious essence usage."
"What? Are you sure? Might he not conceal his usage from you, probably with a trick or two?"
"No, Uncle, I have a full complement of sorcerers, astrologists, and statisticians tracking him down that night, trying to find out how he can defeat Beman that day. As far as all can get, is that Ulyssian is a mortal, and all essence usage is by the two aforementioned Exalts. Nothing else."
"How could this be? What kind of bloodline limit do he has?"
They both have moved to stare at you, and you ready yourself to answer-
" ... "
538 words.