March 27, 1790, of the Third Era, in the suburbs of the City of Isdalia, at the Plains Military Exercise Field.
"The parade is about to begin—"
"Please stay within the designated spectator seats, do not enter the exercise area without authorization, or bear the consequences."
The voice of the Tiefling Guard Captain blared through the trumpet, and the Imperial Army had cleared a ten-mile radius of the area, leaving only the designated zones for the audience to stand.
Tiefling Soldiers wielding rifles stood guard by the side of the field, aligned in neat rows to prevent anyone from intruding.
Before the parade had even started, the venue was already abuzz with voices, as people discussed the impending war and eagerly anticipated the proceedings.
"What a vast field..."
"Will His Majesty really grace us with his presence?"
People from all over the Empire and the world crowded along the sides of the venue, craning their necks to catch a glimpse of the Emperor.
