Androssi, Vavar
Androssi International Airport
The recent unrest stirring in Xoriet, ignited by the prospect of becoming more involved with the nations of the East Pacific and fueled by the collective memory of the population regarding the founding of the Empire, had reached a point where something absolutely needed to be done. Of course, this something would have to both follow the Doctrines and manage to demonstrate that not all foreigners were of the same mold as those who had driven the founders of Xoriet from their original homeland. Unfortunately, the centuries of education intended to thoroughly imprint the cause of the flight of their ancestors had left an indelible scar upon the psyches of the Xorietians. This carefully preserved piece of history - given the day and age - was rapidly turning out to be a serious hindrance rather than asset in the grand scheme of things.
After serious consideration and debate, the Triet had eventually agreed to invite the leading figures of their neighbor to the southeast, Severisen, to the heart of Xoriet in Androssi. The fact that the members of Xoriet’s government were thus far consistently the only ones to leave their home country to venture abroad had not exactly helped alleviate the isolationist opinion that their leaders were complying with foreign mandates. Worse, that they maintained that such behavior was not truly upholding Order and Equality. This, more than the notion, was the real problem.
Naturally, ‘foreign mandate’ was hardly an accurate term, but there was little in the way of evidence that could be provided to effectively alter an uninformed isolationist outlook. And so, Zandion had two weeks prior composed and sent an invitation to visit Xoriet to Severisen’s Septenary in Aelholt. The dual purposes this action encompassed would suit his tastes well enough. He could have also invited the leading group in Zeorus, but a history of mutual isolationism had their relations at a splendid low.
The remainder of the week and the next had largely involved a flurry of preparations, carefully directed by the Kath’s indomitable wife. As ever, her impeccable administrative skills kept what could easily have become a fiasco quite manageable by the staff.
The overwhelming attitude towards the occasion within the bounds of Androssi was namely curiosity. As much as some might complain, a great deal of their bravado was driven by their awareness that the great insight they professed to wield in the matter was purely speculation and hearsay. It was best to fully discredit any falsities here and now.
And so it was that a properly balanced welcoming party now lingered near an arrival gate in the Androssi International Airport. At the forefront, a young woman with loose black curls and bright green eyes stood beside a man with wavy coal-black hair and piercing ash gray eyes. Though they were clearly gathered to intercept someone, their posture and demeanor gave no indication as to their thoughts on the matter. They were not the present heirs of the royal family simply because they had been born to the Kath of Xoriet.