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The docked envoy ship opens up and the first man off is the ship guard, followed by another man wearing a strange Arvugian/Worklawa uniform with a blue and purple sash whom waves fourth Crown Prince Jaropełk Sobieski of Worklaw, who exits carrying a weapon case. The prince is nearly knocked off his feet from the overwhelming sensations thrown at him and stumbles across the gangway to meet up with the leading Arvugian, his eyes catching every detail and taking in everything as his nose and ears get plugged by smells of food and defend by crowds respectively. He comes to stand in front of who he presumes to be the one who'll take him to the Great Khan, with his strange uniformed fellow standing behind him, he stands straight and tall and announces himself.

"I, Crown Prince Jaropełk Sobieski of Worklaw, am here to meet your great ruler and to offer our nation's tribute, ensuring the future peace and prosperity of both our nations." He states clearly and sharply.

Bolek Zhańbiony standing straight and to attention mirrors the Arvugian salute and answers clearly and loudly. "I am Bolek Zhańbiony, this is my weapon." He slings it off his back and holds it in presentation for his commander to take. "It is a Worklawa MIR-1895 manufactured in 1914 and cleaned yesterday." He states proudly.

The rifle, one in the hands of Megujin would seem rather clean and well maintained, the scope freshly polished the barrel shining and the parts smooth and sliding in place like brand new, only a small bit of dirt can be seen staining the wood near the butt of the stock from the weapon's age and heavy use. Most notable though, about this rifle, is that it would have copper engravings and a tiny copper crest on the bolt, a practice that's done to weapons meant for notable people.

HMRS Myangan Nulimsny, Waldreich Mountains, Wielbelkia

Megujin carefully inspects the weapon, although the rest of the rifle seems completely fine, he visibly frowns at the engravings on the rifle, handing it back to Bolek, he replies "Engravings....only make you a target of trophy hunters, you'd do best to remember that both out here and in port." leaving it as that, Megujin stands in front of the two men. "You two have been assigned a recon mission into the target location, you are to blend in with the civilian population, primarily a working class town, in order to observe the expected amount of guards, major locations of interest, spaces people congregate at and at what time, and to generally make the investigators post incident less suspicious about any ulterior details of the raid. The Captain of the Talkchin has generously provided a small transport ship for you to head down in, i want you back within a week. Understood?"

Kuzhuk, standing next to Bolek salutes .

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The freshly shaven man with the blue deel, elaborate armour and chest holster does the typical Arvugian salute. "I am Khagatai Darmalai, Master of the Watch, i will be responsible for escorting you and your party to his Exalted Majesty, Your visit was illtimed with the ongoing celebrations so i must warn against interacting with the crowd today, a regret of course." Khagatai says in a smooth tone of voice, as if it was rehearsed prior.

5 members of the watch's honour guard standing opposite of the royal guard quickly run in between the lines and make a formation of two men in the front, two men in the back, and another man further back. With enough space for the party to fit in the middle.

"His Exalted Majesty was expecting your father today, apologies in advance if his gift isn't to your tastes, young Prince." Khagatai voices.