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[ Shimatse, Omari Clan heartlands - Imperial Rain Province ]
[ A collab done by various leaders and representatives of Imperial Akinian clans:
- Homura Dynasty by @Aliceee
- Omari Clan by @conman2163
- Uchiha Clan by @Oetje
- Hon Clan and Cho Clan by @Gerontis
- Senju Clan by @Nim
- Tokugawa Clan by @Oblivion666
- Nara Clan and Hyuzu Clan by @ChromeHound
- Hyuuga Clan by @GlitchyBugger
- Hanta Clan and Housha Clan by @Jason Targaryen
- Yamanaka Clan by @Lesli
Another clan meeting is organised, this time at the political and administrative centre of the fledgling Omari clan. The city of Shimaste. Representatives and leaders of clans travel and meet there to discuss some new matters. While some clans have decided to not partake, each having their own reasons, the meeting continues without much hinderance. A few matters are discussed between the nobility and the crown.
[ A collab done by various leaders and representatives of Imperial Akinian clans:
- Homura Dynasty by @Aliceee
- Omari Clan by @conman2163
- Uchiha Clan by @Oetje
- Hon Clan and Cho Clan by @Gerontis
- Senju Clan by @Nim
- Tokugawa Clan by @Oblivion666
- Nara Clan and Hyuzu Clan by @ChromeHound
- Hyuuga Clan by @GlitchyBugger
- Hanta Clan and Housha Clan by @Jason Targaryen
- Yamanaka Clan by @Lesli
Another clan meeting is organised, this time at the political and administrative centre of the fledgling Omari clan. The city of Shimaste. Representatives and leaders of clans travel and meet there to discuss some new matters. While some clans have decided to not partake, each having their own reasons, the meeting continues without much hinderance. A few matters are discussed between the nobility and the crown.
Whereas curiosity and anticipation were usually dominating her mood, Kiyomi was having a more foul spirit. The route from Konohagakure to the Rain province was long and while passing through beautiful areas, it could be described as tedious. Once one would start to reach the boundaries, the mountain ranges that formed an almost natural border between the Imperial Fire and Rain provinces, the weather would shift. The air itself would become more humid than one from Konohagakure or the eastern part of the Empire was accustomed. But Kiyomi's foul mood wasn't because of the humid or almost constant bad weather, which came pouring down from the heavens as if the gods were sad that the region wasn't to the Empress liking.
The source of the foulness in the young monarch's mood laid in the fact that some of her plans weren't going as she desired. The fact she was now traveling for nearly three weeks didn't do much to give peace of mind to the young woman, who wanted nothing more than to return to the Imperial capital to continue her own plans. But while it wouldn't be a disgrace if a clan leader would be too occupied or unable to tend to an Imperial meeting, Kiyomi was well aware that she didn't enjoy the same luxury. For there were certain rules, unwritten as they are, that even the Empress of Akino can't break with impunity.
The only solace that Kiyomi found was the fact that she could bring Shozo and her 'pack' with her. The young direwolves were starting to grow. Soon enough, the juvenile canines would be large and strong enough to go on hunts and be properly trained. Shozo, the Sato pony granted by Shunso, was also starting to grow stronger. While he certainly wasn't as tall or seemingly strong looking as the mounts that were utilized by the Sworn Swords and the royal envoy, the pony seemed more than capable of matching any Imperial mount.
Several times, Kiyomi would ride small distances on the pony. Which gave a rather curious sight as the Sworn Swords were mounted on taller breeds, vigilant to protect their Empress from any possible harm.
Slowly but surely, the royal envoy would reach their destination. Shimatse, more commonly known by others as the Omari compound.
The royal envoy was warmly greeted - even in spite of the stoic Sworn Swords stance towards the natives, regardless of their profession or social position. The elite guard would make sure that none dared to come close to the Empress or her servants as the envoy continued into the layered city. Whereas Kiyomi had decided and wanted to ride on horseback into Magnhild, she was now shielded from sight. Any curious local that wanted to catch a glimpse of the young ruler would only be greeted by a closed carriage, heavily guarded and followed by the others of the envoy.
Once lodgings has been arranged, units of Sworn Swords would start to do their rounds - not letting them be stopped by any local. For the past unrest within the Rain province capital, Amegakure, wasn't yet forgotten.
After spending some time with both her pony as pets, Kiyomi would refresh and dress herself properly. Being guided towards the hall where the meeting would be kept, Kiyomi was somewhat happy that a few of her servants were able to hold a large umbrella to shield their ruler from the cold rain. Being further led into the keep, Kiyomi's interest in military affairs was briefly piqued. The design of the city and fortifications were clearly of Taika design. But they differed from the style here and there from the likes of the more eastern Taika. It made her wonder how effective the defenses were and if they ever had been put to a real test.
It would be to some effect that while the city seemed peaceful and quite enthusiastic to greet the young ruler of the nation, it was also visibly on edge. Chu had given special orders to muster men to Shimatse, especially those known to be diehard loyalists to his clan. The city was bristling like a hedgehog with defenses even before the Sworn Swords arrived, nearly two hundred guards placed in patrols around the city to ensure the safety of the Empress and the guests of the Omari. When the Sworn Swords arrived, security was not deferred to them, but the Omari made all efforts to cooperate as best they could with the Royal guards to make their rounds as efficient as possible. Chu had ordered that Kiyomi be provided quarters in the right wing of his keep, and the Empress would be afforded the benefits there, while all others had of course been provided lodgings in the second and third tiers of the city. He was quite pleased with himself, the preparations having been made well in advance and the event unfolding smoothly so far. The hospitality of the Omari could not be said to be lacking, and it was with this cheerful heart that he prepared to greet Kiyomi, and his other guests of course, in the large hall at the heart of the city.
It had been elaborately prepared, built specially for the meeting of lords and ladies of all across the realm, though, more obviously made for occasions with the Omari and their vassals. Still, it was comfortably large for the event that was planned. A long oval table dominated the room, crafted from a fine wood, polished and richly carved. The chairs had less attention paid into them, still, it was obvious they were well made too. Chu knew even as they arrived the representatives of all the clans would have been informed of their seat at the table. He would not even have to get involved if all went smoothly with plan. Now all that would be had was to wait for it all to kick off.
The travel towards the Rain province had gone smooth but not much to Hirasuke's enjoyment. The carriage and servants certainly helped to make it more comfortable. But the weather was dreadful. The locals seemed dreadfully gloomy. And the landscape? Hirasuke was certain that he had seen nicer sceneries in some decrepit alleys.
The man that had been sent by Shozo Uchiha, wouldn't voice his opinion though. Even as it was clear that neither his guards, servants or even their mounts seemed to be happy to be in the Imperial Rain province.
Yet, the Uchiha envoy didn't suffer any problems on the way. The rumours that a lot of unrest and violence was troubling the province were washed away with the rain, that never seemed to cease. Bringing up the curiosity of Hirasuke on how the land hadn't yet been washed away by this unending tide of water from the heavens.
When the Uchiha envoy started to reach the perimeter of Shimatse, Hirasuke stayed in his carriage. Several banners already heralded of which clan the envoy served while the guards made sure that nobody curious would dare to come close while the servants that didn't enjoy the same luxury as Hirasuke were holding some umbrellas. Even as the envoy didn't enjoy the warm radiance of the sun and were longing for some comfort, the group still had the elegance and pride one could expect from an Uchiha envoy.
The Uchiha guards would cooperate with the Omari security detail as the envoy was led through the various layers of defense of the city. Through a small opening, Hirasuke could observe the outside. In silence, he would judge what he saw.
Upon arriving at the centre of the city, the Omari would find some difficulty in separating all the guards from Hirasuke. A portion went with the few servants to their lodges but none of them would surrender their weapons, certainly not those who went with Hirasuke. Ignoring any complaint, Hirasuke would withdraw himself to the place he was given. Using his time to refresh and find some rest from his journey to Shimatse, Hirasuke would be ready when the time came to rally to the hall. Upon arriving there, Hirasuke wore a disarming smile as his hands were placed on his back.
The only nobles that were there was the leader of the Omari and the Empress.
Approaching the two and the oval table, Hirasuke would offer a slow and elegant bow towards the Empress before straightening his back.
"Your Majesty, it is an honour to find myself once more in your presence," Hirasuke began before he would address the lord with a less deep bow, "Thank you for providing lodgings for my companions, Lord Omari. Your halls fall short on what I have heard from others."
Once done with the proper greeting, Hirasuke would proceed to take his place at the table.
For another envoy, the travel towards Shimatse was even longer than that of Hirasuke Uchiha and his kin. Hailing from the eastern part of the Empire, a decent sized group traveled towards the place where the meeting would be held. A particular feature about the group would be the large amount of armed folk. Due to various symbols and not a really smooth uniform appearance, it seemed more like a hurried assemblance of mercenaries and warriors than a highly elite guard unit. What seemed more out of place were two members of the group that weren't in any form or way armed, armoured or having a clear military background.
This group ventured further through the land, heading towards Shimatse. The bad weather didn't seem to bother the group, save for one - that grumbled that his old bones had endured enough cold weather already.
Arriving at Shimatse, the peculiar envoy would likely raise much curiosity as suspicion from the locals. The difference in style of garbs, weapons, armour and even the tall horses that the envoy rode upon was much different than what could be found in the province of the Rain. Whoever led this group wasn't spotted but clearly held in a carriage, that none of the envoy dared to let a stranger come too close to it.
When the group arrived at the centre of the Omari city, the guards held everybody away from the carriage. A small girl garbed in fine clothes would exit, followed by an older man. One of the fierce guards would hold an umbrella for the two, which despite the security detail could give a somewhat curious or even comical look.
But none of the envoy would seem to find their situation a laughing matter. Everybody was given a distrustful look by the guards that didn't allow anybody to come near the old man or small girl. The group would move to the lodgings that were prepared for them, in which the peculiar company retreated to.
Only did the group emerge once it was time. This time, the formation shifted as the old man and small girl walked in front - shadowed by their guards. Arriving near the doors of the hall, the guards would remain there. Clearly intending to be as close as possible near their charges.
The old man continued to walk with the small girl to the oval table, shadowed by a servant - their features hidden behind a plain dark grey mask and hood.
"Your Majesty," Kenta spoke, trying to bow as good as his back allowed, his voice being most respectful. "I have come to this meeting in the name of the Hon clan," these words would be followed by the man placing a hand on the left shoulder of the small girl, who had performed a most gracious bow at the same time as Kenta. "As being an advisor to the representative of the Cho clan. I am certain you are familiar with Kei Hon already, the daughter of the Cho and Hon."
After these words, Kenta made a small bow with his head towards Chu Omari. "The Hon thanks you for the fine lodgings as welcome, Lord Omari."
The small girl would merely throw a glance towards the Omari before she would take her place, at the side of Kiyomi. Kenta followed Kei, taking a seat next to her as the servant positioned himself at their backs.
The third envoy that reached Shimatse would proudly bear the flag and colours of the Yamanaka clan. Several symbols in the form of brooches and other small material did adorn some of the servants and guards that accompanied the leader of the Yamanaka clan. These members weren't from origin of the Yamanaka but part of the various small clans, that adhere to the Yamanaka leadership.
From their heartlands, the trip wouldn't be too long. Venturing through the lushful lands of the River province, the Yamanaka envoy had a most comfortable journey with reaching the borders of the Rain province. The bad weather didn't seem to bring much disdain from the Yamanaka envoy, who were prepared quite well for the infamous bad weather.
Arriving at the small city itself, the envoy would leave a small contingent of guards behind - outside of the city gates. A number of servants and guards would continue to accompany Tsuru to centre of the city, safe within her carriage.
Reaching the centre, Tsuru would accept the guidance and help of the Omari servants with a certain grace. Retreating into the provided lodgings with some of her servants, the Yamanaka leader would emerge from the provided chamber. Her servants and guards would linger back at the given space, awaiting the return of their clan leader.
Entering the large hall, Tsuru would seemingly take a moment to take in the spacious room and people. A deep bow would precede her words.
"Your Majesty," Tsuru said in Taika, a smile slipping on her thin lips, "I am exalted to see you in good health and spirit." Turning to the host of the meeting and owner of the lands they found themselves in, Tsuru made a bow. Though less gracious or as deep as the previous one. "Lord Omari. Thank you for the provided hospitality. It is much appreciated."
Done with the formal greeting and bowing, Tsuru would take her seat.
The envoy approaching Shimatse bearing the flag and colors of the Hanta clan was not long behind that of the Yamanka, and while the men that could be seen in the envoy seemed young and proud the same could not be said for the representative that it brought to the clan. Sitting inside a carriage, as he was unfortunately much too old to ride a horse, Makoto Hanta was a rather grumpy old man after such a long time traveling. He hated having to travel such distances for any sort of meeting, as it simply hurt his old bones much to move very far. Not to mention the bouncing of a carriage did not do him any favors either. The damn cold was not doing his aching joints any joy either, and coupled with the rain that seemed to plague this area of the empire… he wasn't in the best of moods as they arrived. In truth, he much didn't mind these meetings among the clans. Yet he did not like the travel, and with each day was looking more forwards to the day he would retire and hand the clan over to his son, a day which was not far in the future.
Whenever his carriage finally came to stop, Makoto followed along wordlessly behind the Omari servants. Despite his age and having to weigh heavily upon his cane, the old Hanta still carried an amount of poise within his step. A small thing that hinted back to the proud warrior he had been in his younger years. He followed along with some of his servants, going to their provided chambers. It would be a good amount of time before the man emerged from his own room, after a fair amount of soft swearing could be heard as he cleared his mind of the irritation from such a lengthy travel to reach the meeting. He soon after began to make his way through the halls and towards where they would all be engaging in this next clan meeting. As always, he was curious what might come up in this meeting, though he was wary of any disagreements that might occur. Sure, they were natural in such an occasion as none would get along perfectly, but Makoto hoped simply that things wouldn't get out of hand.
Arriving after the Yamanaka, Makoto entered the hall and made a polite bow. While not as deep as it likely should have been, it was about as much as the Hanta's body would really allow for anymore. Something that was displayed in a brief grimace across his features as he straightened up before forcing it away to give a polite smile. "Your Majesty, it is both an honor and a pleasure to have a place at this meeting." He started, before turning towards the Omari leader, "Lord Omari, thank you for both the welcome and hospitality in your lands." The man said before moving over to his seat and easing himself down into the seat.
It wouldn't be long after that which would see another entering the large hall. This one a man who looked to be just into his 40's, wearing clothes that just barely qualified as nice enough for such a meeting. Though his face revealed a man who simply exhausted, and going through some rather trying times. Giving a deep bow, he looked first at the Empress. "Your Majesty, it is an honor to be in your presence. I, Atsushi Housha, shall be representing the Housha today." He said before turning towards the Omari leader, Chu. "Lord Omari, the Housha thank you for hosting this meeting, and the aid you have so kindly been providing our people." The man said before quietly moving over towards the seat assigned to him. Though he was silently hoping this would be brief so he could go home and help rebuild some more.
Residing in a carriage as it made its way towards Shimatse, would be the representative that Leo Tokugawa had sent on his behalf due to other obligations. A young man who went by the name Sima Fu was in his early thirties with a stern expression about him but had the look of one always scheming of ways to better himself. The trip itself wasn't a long one as the Rain's borders weren't far off from the Tokugawa's, so that boosted the man's attitude although venturing into lands that were so chaotic was anything but welcoming. He wasn't a huge fan of the weather but he knew it was to be expected when he agreed to Leo's request, besides some of the guard gave him more ease mostly with Makoto Agnarr personally being sent to make sure the guards did their job. However her look as she was also in the carriage seemed to be one of worries about leaving Leo's side but also one of disgust at the weather which caused him to chuckle.
Arriving at the city with a guard holding an umbrella open for Sima Fu as he made his way into the city. His eyes scanned around looking at both the situation of the place but also any possibly hazards that could befall them. Right now Shimatse might be on guard with the Empress and many other influential leaders, but that didn't matter much when the attack on Amegakure happened. He was assured though by Makoto Agnarr that this place would be fine with most likely everyone's top guards being around the place to keep it from harm. Having arrived early they resided at the lodgings provided for them until the time to meet drew closer, in which he was escorted to the hall in which various leaders and… a child? Would be already at the meeting.
Walking towards the oval table, Sima Fu would give a deep bow to the Empress before speaking. "Your Majesty" the man voiced first before continuing to speak. "I come on behalf of Lord Tokugawa, my name is Sima Fu and I'm honored to be in your presence." Sima Fu said before turning to the host and gave a much smaller bow than the one given to Kiyomi Lord Omari, I thank you for your accommodations. It was much appreciated." Sima Fu voiced before he would go ahead and take his seat as well.
Jora Hyuzu exited his carriage with a look of excitement on his face. He had always enjoyed traveling and this experience was no different. While the weather was doing its best to dampen his mood, the young Hyuzu's spirit would not be lowered. Jora had been busy admiring the structure of the city during their approach and once they had entered the walls, his interest had only grown. Most of the envoy had separated with the Hyuzu leader upon entering the city centre, the guards very reluctantly relinquishing their weapons when asked. For a Hyuzu, however, a weapon was never truly far away and Jora noted with interest that the Omari had not requested those of his guard who were gifted with the clan bloodline to remove their pouches containing the Hyuzu alloy.
Jora himself carried no weaponry however, not even a pouch for himself. Instead, he was garbed in a formal version of the Hyuzu battle dress uniform, his traditional clothing for events such as this. Had Elena been with him, she likely would have requested for him to wear something fancier. That may be the only thing Jora was not missing about his wife at the current moment. Traveling towards the meeting hall with a smaller retinue of guards, Jora continued to look around, taking in as much of the city as he could.
The small group entered the hall and Jora made his way towards the Empress and their host. Stopping in front of them, the Hyuzu bowed deeply towards Kiyomi. "It is excellent to see you again, your Majesty." he said with a smile, rising to his full height. "I do hope your journey here was safe and enjoyable." Turning towards Chu, Jora lowered his head in a respectful bow, smiling warmly towards his host. "Lord Omari, you have a lovely city. I hope to have the opportunity to explore it more one day. The Hyuzu clan thanks you for your hospitality."
Standing once more, Jora made his way towards his seat, the guards following at a distance. Sitting down, the young leader looked around to see who else he recognized and who else was still arriving.
The Nara clan arrived to Shimatse much in the same way as the Yamanaka clan. While they were more reserved in their adornments, the Nara were dressed finely, the clan symbol easily visible throughout the group. There was a mixture of emotions in the group. Many of the older guards and servants were reserved, uncertain about how to feel being this far outside the comfort of the Fire Province. The younger members, however, held a mix of excitement and curiosity. For most, this was their first time exiting the borders of the Fire and they intended to enjoy every moment they had exploring this new area. Upon entering the walls, however, the older members of the group quickly got a handle on things, keeping the envoy moving forward at a fast pace.
Shikamura found himself curious to see the city, though he also felt a small sense of homesickness, missing the familiar forests of his clan. When they had arrived, the Nara clan leader instructed his guards to follow the wishes of the Omari and left all weapons behind. It was a strange feeling to be entering a territory that they knew very little about without any protection but Shikamura trusted the Empress would have her own security in place to ensure nothing went wrong.
The Nara made their way towards the meeting hall and Shikamura smiled upon seeing the Yamanaka had already arrived. Seemed his group had not traveled quite as quickly as he had hoped. He'd have to have a word with his envoy later. Nodding towards Tsuru, Shikamura approached the table and lowered himself into a deep bow directed at the Empress. "You look more majestic every time I see you Empress Homura," the Nara said warmly, before turning to the Omari host and lowering his head respectfully. "The Nara clan thanks you for having us here, Lord Omari. It is an honour to be welcomed into your lands." Making his way towards his seat, Shikamura waited for the proceedings to begin.
The source of the foulness in the young monarch's mood laid in the fact that some of her plans weren't going as she desired. The fact she was now traveling for nearly three weeks didn't do much to give peace of mind to the young woman, who wanted nothing more than to return to the Imperial capital to continue her own plans. But while it wouldn't be a disgrace if a clan leader would be too occupied or unable to tend to an Imperial meeting, Kiyomi was well aware that she didn't enjoy the same luxury. For there were certain rules, unwritten as they are, that even the Empress of Akino can't break with impunity.
The only solace that Kiyomi found was the fact that she could bring Shozo and her 'pack' with her. The young direwolves were starting to grow. Soon enough, the juvenile canines would be large and strong enough to go on hunts and be properly trained. Shozo, the Sato pony granted by Shunso, was also starting to grow stronger. While he certainly wasn't as tall or seemingly strong looking as the mounts that were utilized by the Sworn Swords and the royal envoy, the pony seemed more than capable of matching any Imperial mount.
Several times, Kiyomi would ride small distances on the pony. Which gave a rather curious sight as the Sworn Swords were mounted on taller breeds, vigilant to protect their Empress from any possible harm.
Slowly but surely, the royal envoy would reach their destination. Shimatse, more commonly known by others as the Omari compound.
The royal envoy was warmly greeted - even in spite of the stoic Sworn Swords stance towards the natives, regardless of their profession or social position. The elite guard would make sure that none dared to come close to the Empress or her servants as the envoy continued into the layered city. Whereas Kiyomi had decided and wanted to ride on horseback into Magnhild, she was now shielded from sight. Any curious local that wanted to catch a glimpse of the young ruler would only be greeted by a closed carriage, heavily guarded and followed by the others of the envoy.
Once lodgings has been arranged, units of Sworn Swords would start to do their rounds - not letting them be stopped by any local. For the past unrest within the Rain province capital, Amegakure, wasn't yet forgotten.
After spending some time with both her pony as pets, Kiyomi would refresh and dress herself properly. Being guided towards the hall where the meeting would be kept, Kiyomi was somewhat happy that a few of her servants were able to hold a large umbrella to shield their ruler from the cold rain. Being further led into the keep, Kiyomi's interest in military affairs was briefly piqued. The design of the city and fortifications were clearly of Taika design. But they differed from the style here and there from the likes of the more eastern Taika. It made her wonder how effective the defenses were and if they ever had been put to a real test.
It would be to some effect that while the city seemed peaceful and quite enthusiastic to greet the young ruler of the nation, it was also visibly on edge. Chu had given special orders to muster men to Shimatse, especially those known to be diehard loyalists to his clan. The city was bristling like a hedgehog with defenses even before the Sworn Swords arrived, nearly two hundred guards placed in patrols around the city to ensure the safety of the Empress and the guests of the Omari. When the Sworn Swords arrived, security was not deferred to them, but the Omari made all efforts to cooperate as best they could with the Royal guards to make their rounds as efficient as possible. Chu had ordered that Kiyomi be provided quarters in the right wing of his keep, and the Empress would be afforded the benefits there, while all others had of course been provided lodgings in the second and third tiers of the city. He was quite pleased with himself, the preparations having been made well in advance and the event unfolding smoothly so far. The hospitality of the Omari could not be said to be lacking, and it was with this cheerful heart that he prepared to greet Kiyomi, and his other guests of course, in the large hall at the heart of the city.
It had been elaborately prepared, built specially for the meeting of lords and ladies of all across the realm, though, more obviously made for occasions with the Omari and their vassals. Still, it was comfortably large for the event that was planned. A long oval table dominated the room, crafted from a fine wood, polished and richly carved. The chairs had less attention paid into them, still, it was obvious they were well made too. Chu knew even as they arrived the representatives of all the clans would have been informed of their seat at the table. He would not even have to get involved if all went smoothly with plan. Now all that would be had was to wait for it all to kick off.
The travel towards the Rain province had gone smooth but not much to Hirasuke's enjoyment. The carriage and servants certainly helped to make it more comfortable. But the weather was dreadful. The locals seemed dreadfully gloomy. And the landscape? Hirasuke was certain that he had seen nicer sceneries in some decrepit alleys.
The man that had been sent by Shozo Uchiha, wouldn't voice his opinion though. Even as it was clear that neither his guards, servants or even their mounts seemed to be happy to be in the Imperial Rain province.
Yet, the Uchiha envoy didn't suffer any problems on the way. The rumours that a lot of unrest and violence was troubling the province were washed away with the rain, that never seemed to cease. Bringing up the curiosity of Hirasuke on how the land hadn't yet been washed away by this unending tide of water from the heavens.
When the Uchiha envoy started to reach the perimeter of Shimatse, Hirasuke stayed in his carriage. Several banners already heralded of which clan the envoy served while the guards made sure that nobody curious would dare to come close while the servants that didn't enjoy the same luxury as Hirasuke were holding some umbrellas. Even as the envoy didn't enjoy the warm radiance of the sun and were longing for some comfort, the group still had the elegance and pride one could expect from an Uchiha envoy.
The Uchiha guards would cooperate with the Omari security detail as the envoy was led through the various layers of defense of the city. Through a small opening, Hirasuke could observe the outside. In silence, he would judge what he saw.
Upon arriving at the centre of the city, the Omari would find some difficulty in separating all the guards from Hirasuke. A portion went with the few servants to their lodges but none of them would surrender their weapons, certainly not those who went with Hirasuke. Ignoring any complaint, Hirasuke would withdraw himself to the place he was given. Using his time to refresh and find some rest from his journey to Shimatse, Hirasuke would be ready when the time came to rally to the hall. Upon arriving there, Hirasuke wore a disarming smile as his hands were placed on his back.
The only nobles that were there was the leader of the Omari and the Empress.
Approaching the two and the oval table, Hirasuke would offer a slow and elegant bow towards the Empress before straightening his back.
"Your Majesty, it is an honour to find myself once more in your presence," Hirasuke began before he would address the lord with a less deep bow, "Thank you for providing lodgings for my companions, Lord Omari. Your halls fall short on what I have heard from others."
Once done with the proper greeting, Hirasuke would proceed to take his place at the table.
For another envoy, the travel towards Shimatse was even longer than that of Hirasuke Uchiha and his kin. Hailing from the eastern part of the Empire, a decent sized group traveled towards the place where the meeting would be held. A particular feature about the group would be the large amount of armed folk. Due to various symbols and not a really smooth uniform appearance, it seemed more like a hurried assemblance of mercenaries and warriors than a highly elite guard unit. What seemed more out of place were two members of the group that weren't in any form or way armed, armoured or having a clear military background.
This group ventured further through the land, heading towards Shimatse. The bad weather didn't seem to bother the group, save for one - that grumbled that his old bones had endured enough cold weather already.
Arriving at Shimatse, the peculiar envoy would likely raise much curiosity as suspicion from the locals. The difference in style of garbs, weapons, armour and even the tall horses that the envoy rode upon was much different than what could be found in the province of the Rain. Whoever led this group wasn't spotted but clearly held in a carriage, that none of the envoy dared to let a stranger come too close to it.
When the group arrived at the centre of the Omari city, the guards held everybody away from the carriage. A small girl garbed in fine clothes would exit, followed by an older man. One of the fierce guards would hold an umbrella for the two, which despite the security detail could give a somewhat curious or even comical look.
But none of the envoy would seem to find their situation a laughing matter. Everybody was given a distrustful look by the guards that didn't allow anybody to come near the old man or small girl. The group would move to the lodgings that were prepared for them, in which the peculiar company retreated to.
Only did the group emerge once it was time. This time, the formation shifted as the old man and small girl walked in front - shadowed by their guards. Arriving near the doors of the hall, the guards would remain there. Clearly intending to be as close as possible near their charges.
The old man continued to walk with the small girl to the oval table, shadowed by a servant - their features hidden behind a plain dark grey mask and hood.
"Your Majesty," Kenta spoke, trying to bow as good as his back allowed, his voice being most respectful. "I have come to this meeting in the name of the Hon clan," these words would be followed by the man placing a hand on the left shoulder of the small girl, who had performed a most gracious bow at the same time as Kenta. "As being an advisor to the representative of the Cho clan. I am certain you are familiar with Kei Hon already, the daughter of the Cho and Hon."
After these words, Kenta made a small bow with his head towards Chu Omari. "The Hon thanks you for the fine lodgings as welcome, Lord Omari."
The small girl would merely throw a glance towards the Omari before she would take her place, at the side of Kiyomi. Kenta followed Kei, taking a seat next to her as the servant positioned himself at their backs.
The third envoy that reached Shimatse would proudly bear the flag and colours of the Yamanaka clan. Several symbols in the form of brooches and other small material did adorn some of the servants and guards that accompanied the leader of the Yamanaka clan. These members weren't from origin of the Yamanaka but part of the various small clans, that adhere to the Yamanaka leadership.
From their heartlands, the trip wouldn't be too long. Venturing through the lushful lands of the River province, the Yamanaka envoy had a most comfortable journey with reaching the borders of the Rain province. The bad weather didn't seem to bring much disdain from the Yamanaka envoy, who were prepared quite well for the infamous bad weather.
Arriving at the small city itself, the envoy would leave a small contingent of guards behind - outside of the city gates. A number of servants and guards would continue to accompany Tsuru to centre of the city, safe within her carriage.
Reaching the centre, Tsuru would accept the guidance and help of the Omari servants with a certain grace. Retreating into the provided lodgings with some of her servants, the Yamanaka leader would emerge from the provided chamber. Her servants and guards would linger back at the given space, awaiting the return of their clan leader.
Entering the large hall, Tsuru would seemingly take a moment to take in the spacious room and people. A deep bow would precede her words.
"Your Majesty," Tsuru said in Taika, a smile slipping on her thin lips, "I am exalted to see you in good health and spirit." Turning to the host of the meeting and owner of the lands they found themselves in, Tsuru made a bow. Though less gracious or as deep as the previous one. "Lord Omari. Thank you for the provided hospitality. It is much appreciated."
Done with the formal greeting and bowing, Tsuru would take her seat.
The envoy approaching Shimatse bearing the flag and colors of the Hanta clan was not long behind that of the Yamanka, and while the men that could be seen in the envoy seemed young and proud the same could not be said for the representative that it brought to the clan. Sitting inside a carriage, as he was unfortunately much too old to ride a horse, Makoto Hanta was a rather grumpy old man after such a long time traveling. He hated having to travel such distances for any sort of meeting, as it simply hurt his old bones much to move very far. Not to mention the bouncing of a carriage did not do him any favors either. The damn cold was not doing his aching joints any joy either, and coupled with the rain that seemed to plague this area of the empire… he wasn't in the best of moods as they arrived. In truth, he much didn't mind these meetings among the clans. Yet he did not like the travel, and with each day was looking more forwards to the day he would retire and hand the clan over to his son, a day which was not far in the future.
Whenever his carriage finally came to stop, Makoto followed along wordlessly behind the Omari servants. Despite his age and having to weigh heavily upon his cane, the old Hanta still carried an amount of poise within his step. A small thing that hinted back to the proud warrior he had been in his younger years. He followed along with some of his servants, going to their provided chambers. It would be a good amount of time before the man emerged from his own room, after a fair amount of soft swearing could be heard as he cleared his mind of the irritation from such a lengthy travel to reach the meeting. He soon after began to make his way through the halls and towards where they would all be engaging in this next clan meeting. As always, he was curious what might come up in this meeting, though he was wary of any disagreements that might occur. Sure, they were natural in such an occasion as none would get along perfectly, but Makoto hoped simply that things wouldn't get out of hand.
Arriving after the Yamanaka, Makoto entered the hall and made a polite bow. While not as deep as it likely should have been, it was about as much as the Hanta's body would really allow for anymore. Something that was displayed in a brief grimace across his features as he straightened up before forcing it away to give a polite smile. "Your Majesty, it is both an honor and a pleasure to have a place at this meeting." He started, before turning towards the Omari leader, "Lord Omari, thank you for both the welcome and hospitality in your lands." The man said before moving over to his seat and easing himself down into the seat.
It wouldn't be long after that which would see another entering the large hall. This one a man who looked to be just into his 40's, wearing clothes that just barely qualified as nice enough for such a meeting. Though his face revealed a man who simply exhausted, and going through some rather trying times. Giving a deep bow, he looked first at the Empress. "Your Majesty, it is an honor to be in your presence. I, Atsushi Housha, shall be representing the Housha today." He said before turning towards the Omari leader, Chu. "Lord Omari, the Housha thank you for hosting this meeting, and the aid you have so kindly been providing our people." The man said before quietly moving over towards the seat assigned to him. Though he was silently hoping this would be brief so he could go home and help rebuild some more.
Residing in a carriage as it made its way towards Shimatse, would be the representative that Leo Tokugawa had sent on his behalf due to other obligations. A young man who went by the name Sima Fu was in his early thirties with a stern expression about him but had the look of one always scheming of ways to better himself. The trip itself wasn't a long one as the Rain's borders weren't far off from the Tokugawa's, so that boosted the man's attitude although venturing into lands that were so chaotic was anything but welcoming. He wasn't a huge fan of the weather but he knew it was to be expected when he agreed to Leo's request, besides some of the guard gave him more ease mostly with Makoto Agnarr personally being sent to make sure the guards did their job. However her look as she was also in the carriage seemed to be one of worries about leaving Leo's side but also one of disgust at the weather which caused him to chuckle.
Arriving at the city with a guard holding an umbrella open for Sima Fu as he made his way into the city. His eyes scanned around looking at both the situation of the place but also any possibly hazards that could befall them. Right now Shimatse might be on guard with the Empress and many other influential leaders, but that didn't matter much when the attack on Amegakure happened. He was assured though by Makoto Agnarr that this place would be fine with most likely everyone's top guards being around the place to keep it from harm. Having arrived early they resided at the lodgings provided for them until the time to meet drew closer, in which he was escorted to the hall in which various leaders and… a child? Would be already at the meeting.
Walking towards the oval table, Sima Fu would give a deep bow to the Empress before speaking. "Your Majesty" the man voiced first before continuing to speak. "I come on behalf of Lord Tokugawa, my name is Sima Fu and I'm honored to be in your presence." Sima Fu said before turning to the host and gave a much smaller bow than the one given to Kiyomi Lord Omari, I thank you for your accommodations. It was much appreciated." Sima Fu voiced before he would go ahead and take his seat as well.
Jora Hyuzu exited his carriage with a look of excitement on his face. He had always enjoyed traveling and this experience was no different. While the weather was doing its best to dampen his mood, the young Hyuzu's spirit would not be lowered. Jora had been busy admiring the structure of the city during their approach and once they had entered the walls, his interest had only grown. Most of the envoy had separated with the Hyuzu leader upon entering the city centre, the guards very reluctantly relinquishing their weapons when asked. For a Hyuzu, however, a weapon was never truly far away and Jora noted with interest that the Omari had not requested those of his guard who were gifted with the clan bloodline to remove their pouches containing the Hyuzu alloy.
Jora himself carried no weaponry however, not even a pouch for himself. Instead, he was garbed in a formal version of the Hyuzu battle dress uniform, his traditional clothing for events such as this. Had Elena been with him, she likely would have requested for him to wear something fancier. That may be the only thing Jora was not missing about his wife at the current moment. Traveling towards the meeting hall with a smaller retinue of guards, Jora continued to look around, taking in as much of the city as he could.
The small group entered the hall and Jora made his way towards the Empress and their host. Stopping in front of them, the Hyuzu bowed deeply towards Kiyomi. "It is excellent to see you again, your Majesty." he said with a smile, rising to his full height. "I do hope your journey here was safe and enjoyable." Turning towards Chu, Jora lowered his head in a respectful bow, smiling warmly towards his host. "Lord Omari, you have a lovely city. I hope to have the opportunity to explore it more one day. The Hyuzu clan thanks you for your hospitality."
Standing once more, Jora made his way towards his seat, the guards following at a distance. Sitting down, the young leader looked around to see who else he recognized and who else was still arriving.
The Nara clan arrived to Shimatse much in the same way as the Yamanaka clan. While they were more reserved in their adornments, the Nara were dressed finely, the clan symbol easily visible throughout the group. There was a mixture of emotions in the group. Many of the older guards and servants were reserved, uncertain about how to feel being this far outside the comfort of the Fire Province. The younger members, however, held a mix of excitement and curiosity. For most, this was their first time exiting the borders of the Fire and they intended to enjoy every moment they had exploring this new area. Upon entering the walls, however, the older members of the group quickly got a handle on things, keeping the envoy moving forward at a fast pace.
Shikamura found himself curious to see the city, though he also felt a small sense of homesickness, missing the familiar forests of his clan. When they had arrived, the Nara clan leader instructed his guards to follow the wishes of the Omari and left all weapons behind. It was a strange feeling to be entering a territory that they knew very little about without any protection but Shikamura trusted the Empress would have her own security in place to ensure nothing went wrong.
The Nara made their way towards the meeting hall and Shikamura smiled upon seeing the Yamanaka had already arrived. Seemed his group had not traveled quite as quickly as he had hoped. He'd have to have a word with his envoy later. Nodding towards Tsuru, Shikamura approached the table and lowered himself into a deep bow directed at the Empress. "You look more majestic every time I see you Empress Homura," the Nara said warmly, before turning to the Omari host and lowering his head respectfully. "The Nara clan thanks you for having us here, Lord Omari. It is an honour to be welcomed into your lands." Making his way towards his seat, Shikamura waited for the proceedings to begin.