Special Announcement:
Hapes wishes Stonian Stonewolf a
Happy Birthday
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Lorell Hall announced a number of changes in the Royal Council today. Following the resignation of Bareck Justicar as the Fel’da of External Affairs last week, the King and Crown Prince sought nominations for successors from the other members of the council. While a number of individuals were nominated, the position was eventually given to Vang Tarix Tyrridon who has recently been serving the Throne as a Royal Advisor.
Additionally, seats on the Royal Council were also granted to Sirius Tarix Threestars and Ankthar LeMarre. Tarix Threestars, who ran the Ministry of External Affairs prior to Justicar, and has been appointed Fel’ta of External Affairs. Commodore LeMarre, serving as the Executive Officer of the Royal Hapan Armed Forces and de facto Fel’ta of Defence, will advise the Throne on military matters.
The Ministry of External Affairs will undergo certain evaluations and reforms to determine where the Consortium’s ambassadors can be most effective in spearheading a new wave of diplomatic contact with neutral governments and conglomerates in the Galaxy. Additionally, plans are underway to reform plots on Lorell’s northern hemisphere as exclusive embassy complexes for major foreign powers.
The Fountain Palace announced yesterday that it will be reforming elements of the Chume’doro (Hapan Royal Guard) to accommodate the new demands for security surrounding the Crown Prince. Guards will be chosen from the elite of the Royal Hapan Armed Forces, but it is rumoured that the ancient policy of retaining a ratio of 95% female soldiers within the unit will remain. The Palace has requested a number of vessels from the Ministry of Defence that will make up the core of the new Royal Armada.
While the name of the new commander for the Chume’doro has not yet been released, the Palace informs HNN that the announcement will take place in the coming weeks.
Numerous hyperlanes within the Interior Region were eerily silent this week, from the Dillaem Wall, through the Scoteian Mists and all the way to Queen-Mother’s Pearls, as Roqoo Depot is suffering from an ongoing workers strike. The space station, orbiting the star Roqoo, is the final refuelling depot on the Hapan spine at the eastern entrance to the Hapes Cluster. Refuelling workers have complained of long hours, bad pay and the unreliability of OAC shipments to the station. According to a spokesperson for the Royal Hapan Armed Forces, who maintain a vigilant watch on the critical security checkpoint, hundreds of vessels – largely cargo ships and passenger freighters – were stuck in the area due to the strike. While temporarily without fuel, most of the captains stuck at Roqoo were reportedly in good spirits and the L-500 Luxury Liner Xil Chume, in transit to Lorell from Vinsoth, arranged for passengers on smaller ships to board and make use of dining and recreational areas of the vessel.
News of the strike has spread to the outside Galaxy and numerous corporations operating in the field of shipping and logistics have since arrived at the scene with Modular Star Haulers and other capital ships, offering to transport smaller ships to the nearest operational refuelling station for hefty fees.
The Ministry of Finance has stated it cannot interfere in a legitimate strike, despite the issues it creates for vessels in transit, but has dispatched a civil servant who will mediate the conflict between the Hapan Transit Authority, the Fuel Guild and the Orelon Anthracite Corporation – the main supplier of anthracite fuel in that region of the Hapes Cluster.
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Posted on the 05. Febuary 2010 - 10:18:35 by HNN News Reporter
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| | HNN - New Prince receives his Crown
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The emblem of the Hapan News Network appears on screen along with the familiar tune associated with the evening news before being replaced by the image of the lovely Anacia Chalcedon. She is elegantly dressed, sitting in front of the live image of the Castle of Per’Agthra bathed in light from the aquatic moons Megos and Tegos and an impressive display of fireworks above the Hapan capital of Chume’Dan. She smiles before she begins to speak.
“Good evening citizens of the Consortium! Celebration and festivities have reigned supreme on all the worlds of the Hapes Cluster today as we have celebrated the Royal decree by His Majesty King James making Alexander Tylger the new Crown Prince of the Hapes Consortium.
The coronation of the Crown Prince took place in the throne room of the Fountain Palace today at noon in the presence of the highest officials and nobility of the Consortium. Billions watched the ceremony live in holographic form and on enormous projector screens in plazas in all the Consortium’s major cities where free food and wine was served in honour of the Royal Family. We will now bring you a recap of the footage from the ceremony.”
The image of Chalcedon fades and is replaced by that of the Royal Hapan Palace’s enormous throne room within the central dome of the complex. Vast stained glass windows offer an obscure view of the capital city beyond the palace while the banners of all the Consortium’s worlds and noble houses hang from the bejewelled Ice Moon friezes detailing the past royal dynasties of Hapes. A blue and gold qashmel carpet stretches from the entrance to the chamber all the way to the throne itself, adorned with the petals from the unique blue roses of Hapes Prime.
Ministers and senior officials of the government are seated on the row of seats before the throne along with senior officers from the Royal Hapan Armed Forces. Behind them are members of the ancient noble houses of the Consortium that no longer hold representation in Lorell Hall as well as top representatives of all the Consortium’s worlds and member races. The Lords of the Consortium stand on either side of the King’s throne in white and shimmering silver royal court uniforms adorned with medals, epaulettes and purple sashes. Also present are Queen Victoria and Prince Orion, seated three steps before the King’s throne on their thrones, indicating the Hapan monarch’s unequalled authority and power.
King James is seated on the central throne beneath a large golden Phoenix emblem, dressed in a blue and gold ceremonial garb with a white ermine hood, inherited from his predecessor King Andrew. Resting on his head is the Royal Crown, a priceless piece of regalia used only on special occasions such as this. Surrounded by an air of serenity and authority, the youthful monarch smiles softly as he looks out over the crowd, before finally glancing at the captain of the royal guard and giving a brief approving nod.
Six members of the Phoenix guard dressed in Hapan ceremonial armour step forward and raise the majestic golden dugglehorns. As a royal fanfare sounds, Alexander Tylger can be seen entering the throne room at the far end, dressed in an elaborate costume last worn by Prince Vidall Serelii at the coronation of his wife, Queen-Mother Pal’durath VII, in 3906. The crimson cloak is adorned with shimmering gold lines and an ermine hood under an elaborate collar of Hapan web-silk, flowing behind the noble as he walks up the length of the chamber to the throne. As he stops before the sovereign, he kneels on the last step and raises his head.
King James stands, and Queen Victoria joins him at his side, holding an ornate gold chest in her hands. She opens the box and presents the contents to the monarch. The King reaches out and removes a piece of regalia named Chume Xil Hapesah from within. He holds up a diamond orb containing sixty-three round pieces of Ice Moon within, all positioned to represent a three-dimensional image of the Hapes Cluster’s populated worlds. Tylger extends his hands and receives the orb from the King and holds it in front of his chest. Meanwhile, the King receives two elaborately ornamented sceptres from the Queen, holding one in each hand. One is the Cal Nele’serin, an ancient piece of regalia that has survived the millennia, first used by Queen-Mother Nele’serin II at the coronation of her daughter, signifying the supreme authority of the Hapan sovereign. The second is Cal Fenixius, forged after the Hapan Civil War as a symbol of unity of all Hapan peoples, and their pledge of allegiance to the Throne. The King raises his voice, speaking out to the audience within the chamber.
“Më, Erenedi Chume a Rex’caah jua’h-tira planas e Hapes Enexilanthiusah, daxus Alexander Tarix Tylger Arxianah lin Chume’da n Hapes,” he announces before lowering his sceptres, placing one on each of the Crown Prince’s shoulders, “Të ka a execetores Chumeah, lin ultim tarixis endari qualis a coph, juri, naadili, ere eulys la zaqash for’ta dominatar, illiaru e Hapanii lin siv’aj! Sa te istario!”
Tylger bows his head towards the glowing orb and announces “Sa L istario!” The King raises the two sceptres and hands them back to his wife before receiving the orb from the Crown Prince, which he proceeds to put back in the chest. The Morthornii Royal Advisor Nilij Cal’taru presents an ornate pillow carrying the silver crown of Prince Vidall to the King who lifts it up above his head, letting the rays of sun projected off the royal emblem above the throne bathe it in light before placing it on Tylger’s head. “Alexander Chume’da Tylger Pal’durath Arxianah xe Hapesah!” he announces.
The Royal Fanfare sounds and the crowd within the chamber kneels before the Royal Family and the new Crown Prince. Outside the palace, the sound of bells chiming can be heard, spreading across the city and increasing steadily in volume. A clear female voice can be heard across the chamber “Your Excellencies, Your Honours, subjects of the Throne. His Majesty King James and Her Majesty Queen Victoria, His Highness Prince Orion and His Highness Prince Alexander! Guardians of the Hapan Throne, protectors of the Hapes Consortium and supreme rulers of all the Hapan peoples!” Again the fanfare sounds as the Royal Family begins its procession out of the throne room, accompanied by the melodic singing voices of the Royal Choir of Ut. As the royalty departs the throne room and enters the Hall of Masters beyond, the crowd rises and follows suit to proceed to the festivities.
The image fades and Chalcedon once again appears on screen, smiling brightly.
“Following the ceremony, the Royal Family and all guests retreated to the Royal Dining Hall where the palace staff served a light lunch consisting of the finest dishes available in the Cluster. It is then reported that members of the Tarii and Royal Council, along with His Majesty King James and His Highness Prince Alexander, proceeded to the Queen’s Drawing Room in the Royal Residence where they enjoyed cognac and cigars while having a private discussion on what direction to take the Hapes Consortium in the time ahead. Rumours circulate that this new appointment will involve reform and change across the Hapes Consortium.
The celebration is scheduled to continue over the weekend, with numerous more ceremonies planned. Tomorrow the King and Crown Prince are to meet with representatives of all the Consortium’s member races in Lorell Hall and receive gifts of blessing crafted by top artists of the individual races. We will continue to bring you news and exclusive footage as events unfold!”
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Posted on the 15. January 2010 - 22:59:27 by HNN News Reporter
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| From the Royal Palace, located on Hapes Prime, I would like to wish each and every hapan, where ever you might be, a merry christmas and a happy new year.
Enjoy the holidays, spend time with family, don't kill your siblings, and come back full of energy for next year. We have been working hard on some new projects for the upcoming year, and there will be lots to do.
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Posted on the 25. December 2009 - 13:30:15 by King Jessy James
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| | A Hapan Ceremony...
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| The auditorium was bustling as people found their way to their seats. The entirety of the Royal Hapan Support Corps and the Olanji Corporation were seated near the front, with the rest of the Consortium’s military and government workers filing in behind them. The ceremony was being broadcast live through the entire Cluster.
Anacia Chalcedon was sitting in a box seat beside the Lord Regent Locke Firecam and his entire entourage. Her evening gown was sparkling black and her eyes darted to the empty seat beside the Lord Regent.
The cameras were rolling as Anacia asked her first question of the ceremony, “Lord Firecam, is it true that your wife, Fel`da Alley Trepe, has organized this ceremony?”
The Lord Regent smiled and nodded, “Yes, Alley has been the primary organizer behind tonight, but I don’t want to ruin anything. I’m under strict orders to not ruin any of the surprise of the night.”
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The cameras cut to the stage as the side-curtain opened, revealing the Fel`da Alley Trepe walking across in a long, maroon evening gown. She moved behind the podium and offered a smile to the audience.
“Welcome, members of the Royal Hapan Support Corps, the Olanji Corporation, and members of the Consortium in general! I have a fine agenda for the night, so let’s get right on to it.
I am pleased to announce the Olanji Corporation, rejuvenated by Lord Dortan Amethius a few years ago, is still going strong under the leadership of Vice Marshal Hun Leonard of the Royal Hapan Support Corps. Without his great leadership, we would not have the fine ships coming off the production lines to defend our great Cluster.
It was a great honor to serve with Vice Marshal Leonard when I was President of Olanji. As we worked together, I grew to know a man who is as kind as he is hardworking. Vice Marshal Leonard, please come to the stage.”
The cameras cut to the front row as the Vice Marshal stood up, straightened his uniform, and headed to the stage. As he approached the Fel`da, he smiled and shook her hand.
“As head of the Royal League of Commerce and with the approval of the Lord Regent, Locke Firecam, I hereby award Vice Marshal Hun Leonard of the Royal Hapan Support Corps with the rank of Marshal.” She opened a box and offered it to the Vice Marshal, whose look of surprise was apparent on his face.
“Before everyone breaks out into applause, I want to note one thing. There has only been one person in the entire history of the Royal Hapan Support Corps who has ever achieved this rank before Marshal Leonard. That was Lord Dortan Amethius himself, who attained Chief Marshal before his retirement. That’s great company, Hun.” She smiled at the newly promoted Marshal, “Congratulations!” As she broke into applause, so did the auditorium. The entire auditorium was now standing, still applauding the great achievements of a man who has done a great many things. |
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Posted on the 04. December 2009 - 15:23:29 by HNN News Reporter
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| Walking through the Royal Palace, Minister Tovakinpi Toshikhan couldn't help be steal another glance at the peculiar manner of the Phoenix Guard - six finely honed warriors, the King's elite bodyguards, each decked out in the traditional livery demanded of their role within the palace proper. He'd visited the palace many times before, more times in the past year than he cared to remember, but he'd ever been escorted in this fashion. A court servant or even senior dignitary, perhaps, but never with a formal guard chosen from the King's own.
The halls of the palace were unusually empty, with even the basic staff not to be seen. A tense silence had befallen the place since his last audience with the Royal Court, leading his mind to wonder a dozen ill tidings such might foretell. He'd been summoned abruptly, with no explanation or comment as to what the meeting would regard, and instructed to arrive at a precise time on a precise date. There had been no offers or requests - this was the absolute will of the King and he would fail it upon his peril.
And so he'd come, arriving at the designated hour at the proper visitor's entrance, to find his present companions awaiting him. Now, ten minutes into their grand, lonely procession through the seat of the Hapan monarchy, Toshikhan was still at a loss as to what he was here to consult upon.
The somber manner of the guard, the severe expressions of the two servants who'd first greeted him, and the irregular silence of the palace made him fear the worse. Perhaps the king's son had been injured. Had the queen taken ill? Queen Mother forbid, perhaps the rumours of a possible assassination plot against the King himself had not been as great a stretch as had been thought, proven true only in his dying breaths?!
These questions settled to the back of his mind, however, as the guards turned down a corridor he'd never walked before - a smaller, more intimate hallway that seemed almost dusty and disused, despite the immaculate manner it was maintained. Looming before them were a tall, narrow set of double doors, crafted of only the finest woods and metals available to the Hapan kingdom. Though he'd never set eyes upon this place in the past, he knew from accounts from those older, if not wiser, than he what lay beyond that door.
The Chamber of Lords.
Once, it was here that the Lords of the Hapan Cluster had sat in council with His Royal Majesty, King Jessy James I, to advise and hear the wisdom of their beloved ruler. Once, it had been here where a dozen Lords had discussed the future of their nation, sat in judgment over the lesser nobles, and the fates of entire systems had been decided. Once.
Those were times before his reckoning, before he'd found his way into the King's service. Since then, the Chamber had fallen silent, the ranks of the Lords faltered and faded, and the glory that such a place had once been diminished into scarcely a memory. In the past four years, only a single Lord had been raised, and even the voice of that one had fallen silent of late. And so, one of Hapes' guiding lights had gone out, fading into the fog of history.
At last, the entourage reached the doors, with the six guards turning sharply to face inwards as they clacked their heels together with a resounding crack. Toshikhan was left to wonder as to whether he should enter, or knock, or simply wait, but only for a moment. The door crept open after only a few moments, the narrow entrance filled by a familiar figure.
Lord Vang Tyrridon, once Toshikhan's commander and mentor, stood just inside the door, his traditional uniform - despite his retirement - in precise military order, his medals, awards, and sash of noble office each glimmering in the dim light. His face, etched with years of service, joy, and worry, was no less serious than that of the guards who'd brought him this far. Looking over the younger man before him, his eyes showed no emotion whatsoever as they took the man Toshikhan had become.
Seeming to give the slightest of nods of acceptance, he uttered a single, raspy command, "come," and then turned back into the chamber, leaving the way open. Stepping hesitantly through the door, Toshikhan did not even had the opportunity to pause to close the door behind him before the nearest guard did so.
The chamber was smaller than he'd expected. The array of small thrones, each identical, were laid out in a circular manner, each equidistant from the next. The only difference between any of them were a classical set of Hapan runes embroidered upon their backs, one for each of the systems of the Hapan cluster. Only one such place stood out from amongst all the others, the only one grander than the others. That was the throne directly across the room from him. The Throne of the Lord of Hapes...the Throne of the King.
Tovakinpi breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that throne occupied by its rightful owner, King Jessy James I, who appeared in very good health indeed. Beside him stood Lord Locke Firecam, tall and straight, wearing a uniform every bit as well prepared as Lord Tyrridon's. He began to move through the center of the chamber towards the king, but was stopped before he could take a step by Lord Tyrridon's outstretched hand and stern glare. Gulping to himself ever so softly, he realized he had almost breached some form of protocol. Stopping - and coming, without realizing it, to strict attention, despite his lack of military uniform - he awaited whatever was to come.
Satisfied that his young friend had realized his error, Lord Tyrridon turned back towards the other two occupants and raised his voice.
"Your Royal Majesty, Assembled Lords of the Hapan Consortium, Protectors of the Cluster and it's traditions and people, I present for your review, Tovakinpi Toshikhan, Minister of His Royal Majesty's Government, General of His Royal Majesty's Armed Forces, loyal subject and citizen of this Hapan Cluster. Would any present contest his right to speak before you?" Tyrridon paused momentarily, though if he felt ridiculous at the unnecessary adherence to tradition, he did not show it. "Your Royal Majesty, will you hear your loyal subject and citizen?"
"I will hear him," replied the king from atop his throne, completing the rites of acceptance. With the ceremony complete, Tyrridon visibly relaxed and motioned for Tovakinpi to follow him. They joined Lord Firecam, standing before the raised throne, where sat King James, looking at them each directly.
"Sometimes," Tyrridon said as he half-sat upon the arm of the throne to the king's left, "I wonder if that's really even necessary anymore."
"It isn't," responded Firecam, crossing his arms as he considered their guest. "Welcome to our retreat, Tova."
Toshikhan responded with a slight smile, but his eyes never left the king, who was considering him every bit as gravel as Lord Tyrridon had only moments earlier. He felt as though he should say something, but words never quite came out. It was instead the King who finally broke the silence.
"Minister," the seated royal began, the words coming out with a calm, control tone, "do you know why you have been summoned here?"
"No, Your Majesty," Tovakinpi replied honestly.
"Good, then word has not leaked yet." King James sat back in his throne, crossing his legs as he found comfort in the familiar chair. "In a few minutes, a proclamation will be made to the entire cluster announcing that I have restored the traditional order of ascendancy to the throne. The old ways are mended once more, for the Lords will once again ascend to the throne by order of seniority."
Toshikhan's eyes went wide with the news. While the announcement was not groundbreaking in its effect upon how the Consortium would operate today, it had profound implications on the future leadership and guiding vision for their star nation. He had only just begun to consider the implications when the king interjected once more.
"Subsequently, as the most senior of Lords, I have named Lord Tylger as my Crown Prince, that he might replace me when my time is past." The news that a Crown Prince had been formally named was shocking enough, but for the king to be so openly discussing a day when such a prince would ascend... "Minister, the fact of the matter is that, sooner rather than later, my time will be past. Through either abdication or the passage of time, we approach the day when a new King will assume this seat. We must be prepared for that. So I will train Prince Tylger that which he will need to know in order to lead, that he is just as prepared for that day."
"Now, that leaves the question of daily management of my government still open. Those duties will, from this time forth, fall to the Lord Regent, who shall be the next in line of succession." Tova's eyes shot to his friend, Lord Tyrridon, who returned his gaze with the slightest twinkling in his eyes and the slightest shaking of his head.
"Not I, Tova," he said, answering the questions that must be zipping through his former apprentice's head. "Like our King, I see my own days passing me. If it had come to me, ten years ago, then perhaps I would have taken up the challenge, but these challenges we have to face in this age... My generation is passing, Tova." Tyrridon sighed deeply, then let a soft smile take his face once more. "His Majesty and I have discussed this at some length and I have decided to abdicate the position to the next in seniority."
Tova's eyes whipped to Lord Firecam, easily Tyrridon's junior by some twenty years, still standing as tall and proud as on the day Tova had seen him assume command of all of the Consortium's forces. A presence to be respected and a force to be reckoned with, the junior Lord looked every bit the noble warrior.
"Lord Firecam will be Lord Regent and next in line to my thrown," finished King James, smiling at the newly appointed second-in-line to commanding the entire kingdom.
"Well," Toshikhan started, truly bewildered at the news that had been laid before him, "I suppose we've a lot of work to be done. The people are going to-"
"Tova," Tyrridon interrupted, "stop. You seem to have forgotten a few things."
"I have?" asked the young man, retracing his thoughts. His mind was flying faster and further than it ever had before, so it wasn't outside the realm of possibility that he'd forgotten some particular point. "What?"
"That a line of ascension only works if there is a reasonable depth to the line, for starters," added Firecam, amused by his friend's shock. It came as no true surprise - he'd felt the same when the King had informed he and Lord Tyrridon of his decisions as well. But that didn't mean he wasn't going to have fun with it.
"Or," Tyrridon noted, rolling his eyes at the anointed Lord Regent, "the fact that only Lords and the Prime Minister may enter these chambers whenever the King is present."
Toshikhan rolled that around in his head for a moment, digesting the new implications, and not quite caring for what they indicated.
"Wait...am I to be the new prime minister?" The manner of the question showed only too clearly what Tovakinpi thought of such a proposition.
Tyrridon nearly doubled over in mirth. "Why is it when given only two options, you still manage to chose the wrong one?" Looking over to his fellow noble, Lord Tyrridon winked, sending the two men into motion. Each taking one of Minister Toshikhan's arms in hand, they moved him to just before throne and forced him to kneel, even as he tried to figure out what was going on.
King James rose suddenly, reaching to grasp the scabbard beside his throne, and pulled forth the great sword within. The elaborately crafted sword, passed down through the rulers of Hapes since the earliest days of the Queen Mothers, had seen this particular ceremony more times than any noble might possibly hope to contemplate. And now, it added one more to its own annals of history.
"Tovakinpi Toshikhan," began the King, his voice rising to fill the chamber with an unwavering strength, "for you many years of dedicated and loyal service to the armed forces which defend this Cluster, to the government which rules over the worlds within it's boundaries, and to the subjects of this Kingdom to whom you have served as a model subject and leader, by my right and decry, I do hereby name you Lord Tovakinpi Toshikhan, that you might rule over your system with faith and dignity and serve your kingdom with continued dedication and loyalty. Let it be done!"
Taking the sword in both hands, King James placed the blade upon Toshikhan's right shoulder, then lifted it and placed it upon his left. Raising the sword once more, the king brought the tip of the blade to rest upon the floor before him.
"Arise, Lord Toshikhan!"
Tovakinpi rose to his feet once more, still completely floored at what had just occurred. Shaking his head once more, Tyrridon turned him halfway to his left and pointed at a throne just next to Firecam's.
"That's yours now. And the sword there, let that be your own as well." He smiled at Firecam, remembering years earlier, when another of his students had been in similar circumstances. Minister - Lord - Toshikhan stepped over to his new throne amongst the Chamber of Lords, picking up the sword. It was unmistakable, for he had seen it shortly after it's forging a few years prior. He glanced up at Lord Tyrridon in disbelief.
"Don't worry, I can get another," he reassured his friend.
"We get more Lords around here and you're going to need to buy your own armoury," Firecam mused, his hand resting upon his own gifted sword.
"What makes you think I really gave you my sword to begin with?" Tyrridon asked jovially, clasping the lord upon the shoulder.
Above the gentle rubbing of the two friends, however, the King gained all of the attention of all with a simple closing to the whole affair.
"My Lords, we've come through a difficult period, these past few years. But with this day we begin anew. We've a very long road to travel, but I say with confidence that we have the right people in the right places at the right time. So, I have faith that we will see daylight on the other side." The king grinned at the three men before him, knowing that something fundamental was changing within Hapes, something emerging right before his eyes. "My Lords, welcome to our new day." |
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Posted on the 22. October 2009 - 20:36:00 by King Jessy James
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| | Hapan Star Publishes New Paper!
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| The latest issue of the Hapan Star has just been posted.
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Posted on the 04.09.2009 - 10:02:41 by Hapan Star
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| | Changes In The Royal Council
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As many of you may already know, there have been several changes within the Royal Council as of late. First off, Minister Tovakinpi Toshikhan has taken over the Minister of Industry. This changes comes after Minister Kell Arches stepped down. Minister Tova has proven his knowledge of this ministry time and time again in various other large scale projects within Hapes. After a meeting with other ministers and Lord Regent Tylger, we agreed there is no better person for the job.
Replacing Minister Tova as the Minister of Defence is none other than Minister Locke Firecam. Minister and Lord Firecam had been working behind the curtains for the last few months after retiring from his official position. Again I am very happy to see him accept the job.
Another change has been made to the Ministry of External Affairs. Minister SiriuS Threestars has resigned from that position to take on new challenges within the consortium. Replacing him is another very fine man who has extensive knowledge in the field of diplomacy. I am proud to announce Minister Mustafa as head of all external affairs from now on.
On another note, Minister Alley Trepe has returned from her long vacation and has already taken up her previous full time role as Minister of Finance. The Royal Council was very happy to see her return as there are many unpaid bills she still needs to deal with!
Some of these changes happened a few months ago, some a few weeks ago. Due to a miscommunication between the Lord Regent and myself no post had been made. Changes like this will be posted in a more timely fashion in the future. |
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Posted on the 26. August 2009 - 18:04:52 by King Jessy James
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| | Hapan Star Publishes New Paper!
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| The latest issue of the Hapan Star has just been posted.
Enjoy!! |
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Posted on the 26.08.2009 - 00:35:25 by Hapan Star
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| | Hapes Meeting - IRC
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| As per popular demand; GMT 1700hrs (Cluster 1200hrs)
Estimated to take about 2 (maybe 3) hours |
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Posted on the 09. June 2009 - 08:18:23 by King Jessy James
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| | Hapes Wide Meeting - IRC
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| Please make sure you visit the Kings Lounge on the Members Board regarding the upcoming hapan wide meeting on June 13th.
- KJJ |
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Posted on the 05. June 2009 - 15:26:57 by King Jessy James
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