DGNT
December 22nd, 2006, 03:52 AM
Cartagena, Antisuyu
Cartagena was one of the few holdouts of Spanish culture in the Inca Empire. Most of the Spanish 'citizens' of the Empire had fled here as the other Spanish conquests gradually fell to the advancing Inca, turning into a bastion of, amoung other things, Catholicism for nearly two hundred years post-conquest. Even today, the city was nearly %45 Catholic, a huge percentage since most of the population today considered itself 'Inca' more than anything and spoke Quechua as a matter of course.
All of them were lined up on the docks today, facing the harbour where Qumir Quyllur and Diya Quyllur were stationed, preparing to recieve the British Queens ships. Both were decked out in full royal regalia, although their vibrant green paintjobs shone through this, both ships featured gold in their new 'outfits' very heavily. The ships were both sitting rather low in the water.
The arrival of the Queens vessel triggered a flurry of activity, both on the shore and on the ships. On the shore a band broke into a furious rendition of 'God Save the Queen' as both ships opened up with a salute (once the royal vessel was a suffecient distance away to avoid hearing injury to those board, of course), and the red carpet was rolled out on shore. It wasnt just red though, being of Inca manufacture, gold thread had gone into its working as well, tracing out a geometric pattern of the sort the Inca favored.
At the far end of said capret the Inca stood on a palanquin held aloft by ten rather strained looking bearers. The platform itself was light, but the garb called for by tradition was not, and the Inca did not appear to be pleased with it either, considering the heat of the day and the unpleasant humidity. Alas, no amount of gold could change the weather.
Both sides of the carpet were lined with the ceremonial 'Christian Guard', although the Inca state was official Christian at this point they had retained the title granted to them years ago when the unit was formed of various mercenaries to train the rest of the army. Now they bore traditionally Incan weapons, the bronze halberds formerly only wielded by the Inca nobility. Not an effective combat weapon in the age of the repeating rifle, but they looked far better on parade and were more effective at keeping an excited crowd at bay. The Guards wore fairly plain white robes, paired with a silver helmet of the sort favored in the 'Conquistador' era, which was in turn adorned by three red feathers. The effect was something like a Roman senator colliding with a 16th century musketeer and a parrot.
Cartagena was one of the few holdouts of Spanish culture in the Inca Empire. Most of the Spanish 'citizens' of the Empire had fled here as the other Spanish conquests gradually fell to the advancing Inca, turning into a bastion of, amoung other things, Catholicism for nearly two hundred years post-conquest. Even today, the city was nearly %45 Catholic, a huge percentage since most of the population today considered itself 'Inca' more than anything and spoke Quechua as a matter of course.
All of them were lined up on the docks today, facing the harbour where Qumir Quyllur and Diya Quyllur were stationed, preparing to recieve the British Queens ships. Both were decked out in full royal regalia, although their vibrant green paintjobs shone through this, both ships featured gold in their new 'outfits' very heavily. The ships were both sitting rather low in the water.
The arrival of the Queens vessel triggered a flurry of activity, both on the shore and on the ships. On the shore a band broke into a furious rendition of 'God Save the Queen' as both ships opened up with a salute (once the royal vessel was a suffecient distance away to avoid hearing injury to those board, of course), and the red carpet was rolled out on shore. It wasnt just red though, being of Inca manufacture, gold thread had gone into its working as well, tracing out a geometric pattern of the sort the Inca favored.
At the far end of said capret the Inca stood on a palanquin held aloft by ten rather strained looking bearers. The platform itself was light, but the garb called for by tradition was not, and the Inca did not appear to be pleased with it either, considering the heat of the day and the unpleasant humidity. Alas, no amount of gold could change the weather.
Both sides of the carpet were lined with the ceremonial 'Christian Guard', although the Inca state was official Christian at this point they had retained the title granted to them years ago when the unit was formed of various mercenaries to train the rest of the army. Now they bore traditionally Incan weapons, the bronze halberds formerly only wielded by the Inca nobility. Not an effective combat weapon in the age of the repeating rifle, but they looked far better on parade and were more effective at keeping an excited crowd at bay. The Guards wore fairly plain white robes, paired with a silver helmet of the sort favored in the 'Conquistador' era, which was in turn adorned by three red feathers. The effect was something like a Roman senator colliding with a 16th century musketeer and a parrot.