Uriel Tyrae
To Earthland And Beyond
Some time ago, at the ports of Hargeon...
It was yet another beautiful day at the seaside port town. Aboard the well-worn Ca-Elan merchant vessel Indefatigable, whose two mighty warship escorts - the Invicta and the Solaeon - lay at anchor a few miles off the coast of the city, the crew of the ship were finally beginning to offload their important cargo that was now destined for a number of other cities within Fiore's borders, which contained everything from foodstuff to weapons, especially now that the state of the world was beginning to fray at the seams. Ca-Elum's weaponry was now in high demand with disaster looming on the horizon. Needless to say, those weapons required escorts to and from their destinations, and with the high-powered naval efficiency of the distant nation, these weapons would make it to their destinations unharmed, as per the reputation of the monarchic state. Aboard the Indefatigable, one passenger was simply there to venture forth to the nation that they were arriving at. Uriel Tyrae, second-born son of the Tyrae family, had paid for his passage aboard the merchant vessel, and under the watchful eye of the Ca-Elan Royal Navy, he had arrived at that destination, with little more than the jewels in his pocket, the will to venture forth, and a song in his heart.
To do so, however, the erstwhile adventurer would have to provide some proof of his permission to travel from other nations in order to access Fiore. Evidently, before boarding the mercantile vessel, he had acquired a passport from his homeland, and was willing and prepared to present it to the port's peeved porter, pending his permission to pass. That sentence was, in fact, a mess.
As Uriel stepped forth from the deckplates of the ship, the port official was in fact there to check his paperwork. The noble procured his green passport, indicating him as a native of Ca-Elum and that he was given royal permission to travel internationally. All passports in the likeness of the Queen were valid, and this was no exception. Instead of needing to apply for a passport native to Fiore, he already had his; this was a situation whose reversal was likely to be appreciated by most officials. Why go to the trouble of issuing a passport to someone who could not legally acquire one, after all?
"This appears to be in order," grumbled the man. "Welcome to Fiore."
"Thank you, good sir," replied the blonde-haired man. Finally, another step, and more until he had passed through with what was left of his belongings into the greater land of Fiore. What he carried in his duffel bag was in fact minimal and he had come with money, not possessions; the wandering rogue had considered that it would be far easier to re-settle here with new items to his name and try and rebuild his honour, his noble title and his reputation with little to his name and start from the very bottom of the ladder. It was not an attitude that many nobles considered to be the correct course of action, but this was not a normal thing for a Ca-Elan to have to do to begin with.
For now, Uriel could drink in the taste of the air known as freedom.
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