03-07-2018, 11:02 PM
Standing Trial
Planet Crete is by no means an easy place to live. Its soil is weak and every scrap of arable land is needed to feed the people that cling to their lives here. The planets great mineral deposits, bolstered by stolen supplies and materials, are boon to its industries, but are rendered useless if the people are too weak with hunger to work. This harsh life, living in the rocky mountains to save farmland has given rise to a proud and strong people, with little patience or tolerance for outsiders, or those too weak-willed to stand for themselves. Political strife, while not as common as their Maltese brethren, is not unheard of and even is accounted for as Elders struggle for political power and influence among themselves. Yet on occasion, some individuals and groups rise that threaten the Corsair way of life, and the Council of elders is called together to put asude theur dufferences, for the good of the Empire.
The High Court of the Council of Elders is a plain room, not designed with its occupants comfort in mind, as the decisions made here are often far from comfortable. Its walls are bare, the seats are hard and the windows are little more than empty gaps in the hardened clay, their mountainous veiw showing the barren fields that brought the Corsairs such strife for centuries, reminding all present of the struggles they face in day to day life. At the head of the room sits the Council of Elders, who will be overseeing the trial. Leading the Elders present today is Luciano Vasquez- Consul of The Brotherhood. Along the sides of the room sit various minor Elders, and leaders of the Corsair people - both militarily and culturally, who will bear witness to the decision of the Council of Elders. Included here is Justicar Κάγια of the Custodi, who will be presenting the evidence, and leading the prosecution, as well as Oberster Arbeiter Mary Dross, of The Alster Union , called forth as a character witness. Yet there is no true jury here- judgement is passed down by the Council after hearing the case presented to them. Some may say this is unfair but the life of a Corsair is hardly fair to begin with.
As they wait for the defendent to arrive, the spectators are engaged in idle chitchat and speculation over the outcome of this unprecedented trial. Without any warning, the solid wood doors- a rare luxury on Crete- burst open. Standing before the court is El Comissario Pepe Ladron , Chief of the Imperial Police. Following behind him is a squad of his trusty Carabineros , guarding the trials accused- General Cordoba of the Apostatas. The attendees go quiet, as they wait see who will see speak first..
Mid-Morning, 4/3/825
Planet Crete is by no means an easy place to live. Its soil is weak and every scrap of arable land is needed to feed the people that cling to their lives here. The planets great mineral deposits, bolstered by stolen supplies and materials, are boon to its industries, but are rendered useless if the people are too weak with hunger to work. This harsh life, living in the rocky mountains to save farmland has given rise to a proud and strong people, with little patience or tolerance for outsiders, or those too weak-willed to stand for themselves. Political strife, while not as common as their Maltese brethren, is not unheard of and even is accounted for as Elders struggle for political power and influence among themselves. Yet on occasion, some individuals and groups rise that threaten the Corsair way of life, and the Council of elders is called together to put asude theur dufferences, for the good of the Empire.
The High Court of the Council of Elders is a plain room, not designed with its occupants comfort in mind, as the decisions made here are often far from comfortable. Its walls are bare, the seats are hard and the windows are little more than empty gaps in the hardened clay, their mountainous veiw showing the barren fields that brought the Corsairs such strife for centuries, reminding all present of the struggles they face in day to day life. At the head of the room sits the Council of Elders, who will be overseeing the trial. Leading the Elders present today is Luciano Vasquez- Consul of The Brotherhood. Along the sides of the room sit various minor Elders, and leaders of the Corsair people - both militarily and culturally, who will bear witness to the decision of the Council of Elders. Included here is Justicar Κάγια of the Custodi, who will be presenting the evidence, and leading the prosecution, as well as Oberster Arbeiter Mary Dross, of The Alster Union , called forth as a character witness. Yet there is no true jury here- judgement is passed down by the Council after hearing the case presented to them. Some may say this is unfair but the life of a Corsair is hardly fair to begin with.
As they wait for the defendent to arrive, the spectators are engaged in idle chitchat and speculation over the outcome of this unprecedented trial. Without any warning, the solid wood doors- a rare luxury on Crete- burst open. Standing before the court is El Comissario Pepe Ladron , Chief of the Imperial Police. Following behind him is a squad of his trusty Carabineros , guarding the trials accused- General Cordoba of the Apostatas. The attendees go quiet, as they wait see who will see speak first..
"I'm glad you could finally make it, Senor Cordoba, I hope the trip from Antikyhera wasn't too much of an ask. And as you can see -" Starts Luciano, as he points out to the cameras throughout the room. "- the eyes and ears of Crete are with us today to see what you have to say for yourself. Now, Justicar Κάγια, please start the trial when you are ready, por favor".