Finding the wheel

[Nephrite]

Moore flies forward to kneel in front of the throne as per tradition!

[Anastasia]

Thus you kneel, Xandra following suit.

"You are greeted and received. Speak of what has transpired," The Padisha commands.

[Nephrite]

"Celestia has mounted an offensive against the efreet and their various holdings across Fire." Moore says as he rises. "Most have been successful, there have been some losses on our end. The efreet have not attacked any holdings within Mount Celestia at present, though in my opinion it's only a matter of time before the Grand Sultan decides to try something, with the forces from Hell that he's been aided by."

[Anastasia]

The murmurings grow much louder, the Padisha doing nothing to silence them. Instead she sits back and asks, "Why has Celestia taken this action, Duke Moore?"

[Nephrite]

Moore takes in a small breath before he clears his throat.

"The actions of the efreet, while objectionable, have become increasingly hostile in recent times. We object to their use of slavery in general principal as well as their dealings with Hell and have decided it is time to help enlighten them that their actions will no longer be tolerated." Moore answers.

[Anastasia]

The murmurs stay steady, the Padisha watching you silently. She lets them rage, whispers of dozens and dozens a soft wind passing through the watery throne room.

When they reach a crescendo, the Padisha again speaks. "I see. Does Celestia seek war, Duke Moore?"

[Nephrite]

"We do not." Moore says, pausing, as if to consider whether to speak more.

He stays silent for a few moments before he continues. "But we understand that in the times we live, it may become a real possibility. Shar herself has brought more to bear during these conflicts, and we cannot ignore her interference with indifference."

A breath.

"We will not start a war with the efreet, but we will end one with them if it comes to that." He says, firmly.

[Anastasia]

A hand is raised, silence falling over the court. The Padisha leans forward now, sharp white teeth visible as she smiles. "You will end it, you say?"

[Nephrite]

Moore merely nods and speaks one word.

"Yes."

[Anastasia]

Dead silence at that, the Padisha smiling even more. "Amusing." She chuckles, a soft sound that is clear despite the water around you, clear as crystal. "Then this goes to the Hebdomad?"

[Nephrite]

Another nod. "Yes, Maharaja of the Waves."

[Anastasia]

A chuckle and another, another and another. "So it will be war," She declares, "War!"

This time the murmurs erupt even louder, unstoppable.

[Nephrite]

Moore merely stands there and waits!

[Anastasia]

"War! War! War! War!" The echo of it is repeated a hundred times, gasps and whispers all around. Watery words, wobbling and distorted by the water, even spoken in Aquan.

The Padisha is still chuckling, as in your mind you hear it. 'Tell me one thing. Was all this Medi's work?'

[Nephrite]

'I do not believe so, Padisha. Unless you know something that I do not about Medi.' Moore responds. 'I do not expect to see Aurora in this conflict, honestly.'

This is presuming he can, since he isn't telepathic, but I assume the Padisha has POWERS.