President Ulan sighed as he wiped his brow with a neckerchief, as he reached for a brown-tinted glass on the table he immediately stopped, letting the brandy glass fall to the concrete and shatter into a constellation of glinting glass and brandy as he ran off. Confused guards stood and looked at each other in a dazed moment, and then ran off to catch up the the president. They ran with all effort untill they saw him reach the local priest's small house and halted as they watch Ulan dramatically pass through a bead door.
The Pungent smell of camphor and incense coiled up Ulan's nostrils as he walked into the hut, and a surprised young priest turned to see the president make the gesture of the fan across his cheek and enter,
""Talur Ra, I have seen a haunting image, one from what lies beyond tomorrow. Under a cacophony of machine parts grinding, I saw tank treads tear through the concrete of Cetu Plaza. Foreign orders were in the air as men marched to the side of the steel beasts, with some bizarre language marked on the flanks of the beasts as well.I fear the worse, I fear that we may become a target of some foreign power. But what I truly fear is what would happen if we fall under the foreign men. What do you think, Talur ra?"
"In the vision, where was your vantage point? Were they moving away or towards you?" Said the priest as he put a leaf of khat into his mouth. The president said that he saw it from the floor of a balcony, for he could see the railings, and that they were moving away. As he said that the priest slid forward in his seat and spoke again.
"Take heed, Dalad ra, you have foreseen your own death. But the agents of your demise seemingly could only be prevented --" the priest paused for a moment "You must take stern action, if you fall in such a conflict it would be likely that many more people will. With such knowledge you can not be apathetic, you must prepare for war. Don't make a council meeting, you must be fast. You know what to do, O leader. "
Panicked, the president bowed and hastily left.
/OOC:/will add more a tad later//
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