April 12th, 1938
At the Kingdom of Zambesi, Maputo Port
The delegation of the Kingdom of Zambesi arrived at the port city of Maputo, their presence commanding attention as they disembarked from their carriage.
The men in the delegation were adorned in the elegant "capulana," a length of vividly colored fabric wrapped around their waists, extending down to their ankles. The patterns on the capulana are a vibrant mix of geometric shapes and floral designs in hues of deep red, gold, and indigo.
Over their shoulders, they wore long, flowing "capa" cloaks made from the finest woven cotton, dyed in rich, earthy tones. Each man also wore a "fez," a cylindrical hat that sat atop their heads, embroidered with delicate gold thread that glinted in the sunlight.
"So that's the Kingdom of Zambesi diplomatic officials huh?" Captain Ellis muttered under his breath. Their presence alone demanded respect from the local population as they quickly hushed down and simply stared.
At the forefront of the delegation was the leader, a man of imposing stature, who wore a capulana of the deepest blue, symbolizing his high rank. His capa was longer than the others, the edges trimmed with fine golden tassels. His fez was taller, its gold embroidery forming a complex pattern that denoted his authority.
He walked towards Captain Ellis and scanned him from top to bottom. A translator, a man of medium build wearing a simpler version of the traditional garb, stepped forward and introduced the leader to Captain Ellis.
"This is Chief Mosi, the esteemed envoy of the Kingdom of Zambesi," the translator announced with a clear and respectful tone.
Captain Ellis straightened his posture and offered a slight bow.
"Chief Mosi," Ellis greeted, choosing his words carefully, "it is an honor to meet you. I trust your journey was pleasant?"
The translator relayed Ellis's words to Chief Mosi, who listened intently, his expression neutral. After a brief pause, the Chief nodded and spoke in his native tongue and the translator quickly conveyed his response.
"Chief Mosi said that the honor is mutual, Captain Ellis."
"It is an honor to have you on our flagship. We trust that your time aboard will be both comfortable and enlightening."
Chief Mosi, still absorbing the scale and sophistication of the ship, nodded appreciatively. "Thank you, Captain Ellis. Your hospitality is most gracious, and this vessel is truly a marvel."
Ellis gestured for the delegation to follow him. "Please, allow me to show you to your quarters. We have prepared accommodations that we hope will meet your needs for the duration of the journey."
The group moved across the deck, the sound of their footsteps muted against the metal surface. The Valorian officers stood at attention as they passed.
As they descended into the interior of the ship, the corridors were wide and well-lit, lined with polished metal, and adorned with subtle yet elegant decor. For them, it was like a maze.
Captain Ellis led them to a series of rooms located in a quieter section of the ship. He opened the door to one of the suites, revealing a spacious chamber furnished with plush seating, a large bed, and a desk.
"This will be your room, Chief Mosi," Ellis explained. "Your advisors will have similar accommodations nearby. Should you require anything during the journey, simply ask, and it will be provided."
Chief Mosi stepped inside, taking in the surroundings with a nod of approval. "These are fine accommodations, Captain. We are grateful for your attention to our comfort."
Ellis inclined his head. "It is our duty and our pleasure to ensure that you are well cared for. Once you are settled, you are welcome to explore the ship at your leisure. If there is anything specific you wish to see or discuss, do not hesitate to inform me."
With that, Captain Ellis excused himself, leaving the delegation to settle into their rooms.
Once alone with his fellow delegation, Chief Mosi spoke.
"These Valorian people were different from the Western powers. We would often be mocked and disrespected here, but they treat us with respect and dignity," Chief Mosi said, his voice thoughtful as he looked around the luxurious room. "Their technology, their ships, everything about them is advanced, yet they have not looked down upon us as others have."
One of his advisors, a man named Zuberi, nodded in agreement. "Their power is undeniable, but so far, they have shown no arrogance. This could be the beginning of a beneficial alliance if we handle it correctly."
Mosi sat down on the edge of the bed. "We must tread carefully. The opportunity here is great, but we must ensure that our own interests are protected. We need to learn as much as we can about these Valorians—what drives them, what they seek. Only then can we determine the best course of action for our kingdom."