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  1. 7 points
    Unified Republic of Palu / The South Palu Confederation (Konofederasēon Palō Otosotla) March 5th, 1945 – October 8th, 1959 On March 5th, 1945, the nation that will eventually become Metztlitlalio officially and yet temporarily broke off from the Empire of Limonaia with the signing of the Treaty of Altepetl Tlalotlatoninekolli (Often shortened to the Treaty of Ninekolli) between the South Palu Multinationalist Army (Yaqosoqō Palōtosotla Nalēstamatla or Y.P.N.) and the Empire of Limonaia. South Palu Pan-Nationalist Army and U.S.P The South Palu Multinationalist Army was an organised group who wished to establish a secular, socialist nation in place of the old Colony of Metztlitlalio, the YPN was founded on the 3rd of June, 1928 by Yayotlochicā Īkatlapallē. Over the years the separatist group gathered more members and split itself into several divisions across the colony. The largest was the Tekaken Division, founded on the 19th of September 1934, of which Īkatlapallē took direct control of. The Worker's Republic of Fulgistan had funded the YPN with firearms and limited artillery in attempt to weaken Limonaia. From 1945 to 1947 after the Treaty of Ninekolli, the South Palu Multinationalist Army established the Unified Republic of Palu (Rēpollēka Senetlaka Palō) which was a single party socialist nation taking inspiration from the Worker's Republic of Fulgistan at the time with the YPN's leader, Yayotlochicā Īkatlapallē, put at the highest power with the title of "People's Tlatonitōnatli". The Archpriest was subsequently expelled for the first time in history from the Palu peninsula, exiled to the Empire of Limonaia. Tyranny and Murder Īkatlapallē was considered by many once USP had been established to be a tyrant, deliberately pushing secularisation and cultural integration onto minority groups such as the Atinaslo and the Faloki and turning a blind eye to the major ethnic groups. Redistributing land away from the original aristocracy that did not support him to communes that were under the thumb of those loyal to Īkatlapallē, and was generally disliked by those within the party as well as the rest of the nation. Yayotlochicā Īkatlapallē was assassinated on December 30th, 1946, by his own childhood friend, Ēkatlamalin Texoatli, after he had overheard Īkatlapallē's plan for a complete systematic ethnic genocide of the Pekateka people group after a failed uprising in Filnaj. Ēkatlamalin Texoatli's wife was from Agoul, Pekatekan, which most historians agree likely brought him to kill Īkatlapallē to protect his own wife and his children. On the other hand, there have been cases brought up whether Īkatlapallē actually had said those words, or if it was simply Texoatli lying to justify his murder. Whichever truly occurred, by law Ēkatlamalin Texoatli should of been executed, however, many within the party sided with Texoatli which caused a schism up until January 16th 1947, when Texoatli was freed from any charges and only three weeks later became the new People's Tlatonitōnatli. Ēkatlamalin Texoatli brought in reforms to the already fracturing system, reorganising the nation into the South Palu Confederation, also known as K.P.O. South Palu Confederation The South Palu Confederation was a semi-democratic, socialist state with the nation split into 10 republics. 3 Karisaslo dominated republics, 2 Totasaslo republics, 1 Atinaslo republic, 1 Tapelt, 1 Limonaian, 1 Faloki, and 1 Peketeka. Each republic could vote in a representative to the Republican Council (No connection to the American Republican Party). However the People's Tlatonitōnatli was an unelected role and had veto power over any new legislation, and can assume total control in times of war or when voted into doing so. Total control was only used once in 1959 when the Limonaian Republic invaded the nation. Even to this day Ēkatlamalin Texoatli is considered a hero within Metztlitlalio despite his anti-Archpriest views for helping the common people and implementing real change to the working conditions within the nation. On October 7th, 1952, at the age of 47, Ēkatlamalin Texoatli shot himself in his private office as the Republic of Limonaia's army had broken through Altepetl Tekaken's defences. As a socialist and the leader of a breakaway nation he knew that if the fascists of Limonaia got hold of him, he would not have a quick death. Once his body was discovered, it is rumoured that he was buried near the Temple of the Highest (which at this point was in disrepair) in a solid steel coffin. On October 8th, 1952, the South Palu Confederation surrendered to the Republic of Limonaia, and was subsequently annexed directly into the nation with the original Archpriest placed as a puppet to control the region. It would be another 25 years before Metztlitlalio would gain independence in 1977 as the Archpriest Dominion of Metztlitlalio. South Palu Multinationalist Army Tekaken Division Flag (September 19th, 1934 - February 15th, 1960) First National Flag of the Unified Republic of Palu (March 5th, 1945 - March 12th, 1945) Second National Flag of the Unified Republic of Palu (March 12th, 1945 - January 21st, 1947) National Flag of the South Palu Confederation (January 21st, 1947 - October 8th, 1959)
  2. 6 points
    Hello @Creaturae. Thank you very much for surprising us with this full-fledged climate map proposal. A remarkable dedication deserving of distinction as November's featured nation of the month. You applied the Köppen climate classification guidelines. This is what I had on mind for updating our incomplete version 1 (V1). No argument there. Since you're asking for constructive feedback, I thought I'd add some here. Ocean currents. Yeah. I had these all wrong. Watching Artifexian pointed that out. My excuse is his video's weren't out when I made this. Prevailing winds. Nicer arrows and in the right places. Climate zones. This is probably going to be the most problematic area for most people. Alharu. Where would you expect Monsoon to occur? Argis. Looks like less Mediterranean climate. Can we warm this up a little with those warm winds pushing north? Aurelia. It looks like West-Aurelia would turn into a desert. Does this extend all the way to the coast? And how about the islands? For example Kipan would become an island desert. Europa. In V1 I added a pseudo-Gulf Stream to get some warmer waters up in the northwest Occident. Southwest. Some places changed from desert to jungle. Any chance to push this southwards again? It would build a barrier between the historical Aroman Empire and ancient Memopotamia. Marenesia. I read Salvia doesn't want to follow this update. That's his good right. Thalassa. I don't see much change here. Here's a quick and dirty comparison of all climate versions.
  3. 5 points
    Narrow BPEC Election Victory with Three Recounts The election results are in, and despite much controversy, it seems the Batengdeian People's Economic Coalition has just narrowly gained the majority neccesary to secure another five-year term. The race had been extremely contentious and heated, with many threats of action from party members. Despite the hostility, though, it would appear BPEC was able to secure its position as the majority (despite three calls for a recount by the NPC) Interestingly, despite the success of BPEC within the parliament, it has seen astounding losses in many Khett across Batengdei, including Bateng Gioro and Tonle Khlang. These new NPC provinces are almost entirely controlled by the National Sovereign Party. This comes as a great surprise to many as only years before the National Sovereign Party had been largely considered "fringe". This election will have interesting results for Batengdei, especially in the long-run. While it could be argued the BPEC is a coalition controlled by the Liberal Democratic Party, it is headed by Gragdom Banla, who is considered one of the most progressive members of the Bateng Rouge. It seems this coalition may be bound for some ideological conflicts, and whether it will be capable of functioning in the long-term is difficult to say. In only a few days, Banla will deliver her inaugural address in front of thousands in Khaokhett, where she will state her plans for the future of Batengdei, her own personal ambitions, and other topics pertaining to her appointment as Prime Minister. It will be more than likely she will have to address the PEOP, which has not only sparked significant controversy across the political spectrum, but has largely been unsuccessful at encouraging investment. It seems it has, rather, been a point of criticism for the failure of the Bateng Rouge to maintain their socialist ideology, including from reporters within @Tagmatium Rules, where they described it as "weakening their socialist ideology". While members of the Liberal Democratic Party claim the bill is "necessary for economic development" the NPC has described the bill as "an abominable stain on the face of Batengdei herself." Whether it will be remembered as a failure or a success is largely up to how it is developed, or curbed, from here. Troubles Arise in Ceris While the political wheels have been turning in Batengdei, the situation of the island of Ceris has seen a recent slide towards collapse. Large-scale protests have risen about food scarcity, and rumors of a dangerous cult have begun circulating. While Batengdei maintains their stance that the rumors of terrorist activity within Ceriser nations are largely false, they have declared there will be efforts made by Batengdei and other members of ICEB to improve the livelihood of all Ceriser nations who would accept it. Some have already claimed that such acts of foreign aid are a movement of neo-imperialism designed to increase Ceris's dependency on foreign aid, while others, such as the NPC bloc firmly believes Batengdei should remain out of foreign affairs and concern itself with solving domestic issues such as addressing the rising unemployment rate and solving the growing levels of wealth inequality across the Khetts. For the time being, however, it seems Batengdei is turning their eyes away from domestic projects such as the RDIA, and more towards foreign aid.
  4. 5 points
    Near the Ganlin border with Rusheau "He says he was attacked?" "He and his, ah, his son. They were out working by the border and some men started firing in their direction. He says he's not sure who they were but they didn't chase him or his son when they ran." "That's troubling. What else does he say?" The hesitant, multilingual conversation was not helped by the environment; all around there was the sound, the smell, and the dust of the cavalry column, and Lieutenant Colonel Liang Ping was right in the thick of it. This was the 15th Mounted Rifle Regiment on the march, the unremarkable and obscure Yulang County Silver Clouds. They had arrived in Ganlin at the request of the government, who had been experiencing constant border provocations by neighboring Rusheau, as well as an influx of refugees from greater Ceris. The situation was primed to explode with every passing moment. The same planes that brought the troops brought food and clothing; Ganlin had been eager to accept aide from the ICEB after being informed of the Criasian arrangement, and were also glad to have a few more guns pointed in the other direction, for a change. Under the current plan, the 15th were assigned to patrol the border along the strip of Rusheau land dividing Criasia from Ganlin, in anticipation of more provocations and/or breakout of local hostilities; this farmer's story was not encouraging. Colonel Liang turned to the interpreter, a short, tan Huang man with thinning hair and a short beard, wearing what passed for a uniform in a Ceriser army: camo fatigues of some ancient vintage, a canvas chest rig, a mismatched forage cap with a faded national crest, and combat boots, Ahranaian Royal Army surplus. "Ask him if there's been any trouble with cultists lately." "Yes, he says many problems, but not in his village. He heard about it from his uncle in the next township." "What's that place called?" "Frombach." "Thank you for your time, sir. Have a safe trip home. Someone get him a bag of rice or something off the trucks." Liang shook the farmer's hand; he was at least not visibly diseased, unlike most of the people on the island he'd seen, so he figured it was safe. "Let's get going, Mr. Zhao. We're to be in camp at Kearney by 2100." Tadwick National Airbase, Ganlin Temporary Headquarters of the 9th Airborne Regiment "Soaring Buddha Palm" "Major General Dong, sir?" "Come in, brother." A young lieutenant stepped over the threshold, wearing a varnished wooden rosary over his uniform. His head was bare and shaven, and his brow marked with the six-spotted sign of his order. "We believe that the Ganlin claims of Derthaler elements implanted within Rusheau Royal Army units are accurate, based on field reports. The groups which are most active in the Rusheau border region, especially around the Criasian Gap, are immediately identifiable as distinct from the armed bandits active elsewhere in the country." "Have we made any progress on the Sentists?" "Not much, I'm afraid. We're still working to discover the link between Sentism and the Imperial Truth, if it exists at all. It's not clear if this is purposeful Derthaler subterfuge or a distinct ideology." "They're so elusive. Once we come close to seeing its face, the snake slithers away again." "Quite so, comrade." "Whoever is behind it, it's clear that Rusheau intends to attack. The depression has hit the feudal economy hard; and that storm tore down the coast on its way to Seylos last year. Rusheau is facing a crisis, and they've got nowhere to turn but looting...or to some sympathetic imperial ear." "The Derthaler link is undoubtedly troubling. But then again, it may mean nothing. Their armies fight for gold most of all." "Quite so, brother. That will be all, I think. Thank you, Lieutenant." The young monk saluted and left. Major General Dong looked back down at his desk, topographic maps and intelligence reports strewn about. Tadwick Airbase, Ganlin's only air force base (boasting a meagre complement of 8 ancient fighter craft and a pair of dodgy trainers) was the temporary command center for the Fulgistani expeditionary mission in Ganlin. It was here that intelligence reports from around the country's tiny land area were corroborated, compared, and interpreted. This informed another critical element of Tadwick's force complement; one of Fulgistan's finest airborne regiments, a rapid strike force that could land a relatively modest force to accomplish some critical mission behind enemy lines. In a place like Ceris, this mobile warfare could be very effective, especially against a technologically inferior and less disciplined enemy. As a regiment composed almost to the man (excluding specialists and medical personnel) of volunteer Buddhist monks, the Flying Buddha Palm had discipline aplenty. What is the aim of Derthalen, if they are in Rusheau trying to start a war? What is the aim of the Sentists, if they are not one and the same? "Comrade Dong?" He jerked his head up with a start, his eyes locking on another soldier, urgency in his voice. "What is it?" "Elements of the 15th Cavalry report being engaged by Rusheau Reichsarmee at the border." Major General Dong rose, and they hurried out.
  5. 5 points
    It has been a Year since Sigrid was elected to the Highest Executive Office in the Ahranaian Federation and is in technical terms the longest Democratically Elected Head of State and Government of Ahrana since the fall of the Kingdom. Yet while some Nations may say the Presidents Term has been somewhat Authoritarian in some aspects the Federation currently needs an Authoritative Executive Leader for the time being. Yet today was to be a Celebration of her Election and Oath that she swore to the People on her Inauguration in Peoples Square. Sigrid has been planning the celebration for some months now and just a few weeks ago had sent an open invitation to all Countries around in hopes they would come and join in the Celebration, People would Hopefully start arriving in the Moskovo International Airport at any time and will then be transported to the Strasberg Estate instead of the Presidential Palace. Sigrid had made sure that her Assistant's had sent out all of the Invitations and Itineraries to everyone that does and does not have a Current Embassy in Moskovo and likewise with the Ahranaian Government Abroad: OOC: For those who wanted to respond to the Foreign Affairs Letter you can go ahead and note that the dates are changed to the 16th, 17th and 18th of October.
  6. 5 points
    Changing usernames would be under @Orioni's power. Since I don't really see any unaddressed issues pertaining to the renaming itself, I think this can be done as soon as O sees this.
  7. 5 points
    Commodore Linnette Rowland stood on the bridge of the HMS Terra Firma gazing out onto the water in front of her and seeing just the smallest hint of land in the deep distance. The Commodore had been given hasty command of the refugee fleet that was heading out to Haruspex from Norfolk. Admiral Forrest had made the decision to send whatever assets she could immediately even with the possibility of a coalition fleet meeting at Norfolk to go en masse. With Seylos's closer proximity to Haruspex, it was decided to send their fleet out first since the coalition fleet would take time to assemble, and in the mean time people were still being sent to the camps. Another man stepped up beside her, dressed in the some of the most elegant formal wear she had seen, Lord Charles Haynes had been sent along as a sort of 'special ambassador to assist in the processing of onboarding the refugees in the timeliest manner. "Well Commodore, I see our destination in finally in sight," Haynes said as he took his place beside her. "I can't say I envy the task." Rowland raised her eyebrow at Haynes, "I'm surprised you feel that way Lord Haynes." Haynes look at her with a slight bit of shock betrayed in his expression, "Really Commodore? Do you think I don't care for those people and their suffering?" "From what I've seen of many of the nobility... I would say not so much." "Well you'd be very wrong them Commodore," Haynes scoffed, but then his eyebrows furrowed and his demeanor became more serious, "There is a reason the king sent me here to deal with this. I may have an air of regal aloofness about me my dear Commodore, but I assure you I care very much about the people we have been sent to help. If all I need to to do is wine and dine and agree with these horrible people in order to have one more terrified refugee board this fine vessel is it not worth it?" Rowland stared at him for a second and then nodded, "I'm sorry Lord Haynes, I suppose I never thought of it that way." Haynes gave a slight puff while looking straight out the bridge's window, "Well I can only hope I can change you mind Commodore." Behind them another officer spoke up loudly, "Commodore, we are being approached by several Harupsex warships, they've confirmed our presence and wish to... 'escort' us to our destination." Rowland glanced behind her and replied to the officer, "Confirm and tell them we are prepared to accept the escort. Send a message to our escort fleet to come to a stop and wait for us." A few minutes later the escort frigates and destroyers had slowed and were gradually becoming smaller on the horizon as the ships from Haruspex vessels had taken up their escort positions around the unarmed refugee fleet. -------- "Ma'am the civilian ocean liners have reported they are ready for docking at Ulusk." Rowland nodded, "Tell them they are cleared to break formation and dock when Haruspex officials clear them." The Commodore turned to Haynes, "Lord Haynes, you helicopter will be waiting for you on deck." Haynes took a moment to straighten his clothes and looked at the Commodore, "Wish me luck Commodore." "Today Lord Haynes, I'm wishing everyone luck." ------- The transport helicopter swooped in over the grey city, a heavy haze hanging over the port. No air infrastructure really existed in the city anymore so the helicopter pilot chose the nearest open area possible to the docks to set the helicopter down. The moment Lord Haynes stepped out of the helicopter he was already assaulted by the condition of the city. The Seylosian marines that accompanied him stood out drastically from their surroundings, their bright reflective vests in accordance with refugee and police work sticking out like a sore thumb. Around the helicopter Haruspex military patrols milled around, and an almost endless number of of people were behind them staring at the helicopter as it touched down, none of them seeing one with its markings before. Some had begun to push forward towards the helicopter but were stopped quickly by the soldiers that were close by pushing them back quickly and ruthlessly. Haynes glances over towards the docks, noting the civilian liners slowly moving themselves into position, with the hospital ships and Terra Firma hanging back. A few transport helicopters had begun the same journey he had, though no doubt they were present just for evacuation. He began fishing through his pockets and pulled out his small notebook, writing everything he was seeing hopefully before he was approached by any official. 'The moment i have stepped off the helicopter I have been shocked as to what I have seen. Never have I witnessed human beings subjected to such an indignity, and were I not here on a mission of such importance I would no doubt have broke down in tears at this sight...'
  8. 5 points
    9th October, 2009 2 months after the signed agreements to end the Metztlitlalio Civil War, between the Agilnaj Tapelts and Metztlitlalio with backing from Fulgistan, Oyus, and Limonaia. The Archpriest, Tletlaxoxitle the Second, sat on a cold stone chair. The chair was made of a dull grey granite with black and white veins stretching across the rock with different shades of greys sprinkled across the rock. It's likeness was more that of a swivel bar stool then a throne. The room was cylindrical in shape, 15 feet in radius and 60 feet in height. A large set of light grey wooden doors are built into the side, with 2 other doors made of the same brick as the walls as secret passages in case of emergencies. Desks adorned with mirrors big and small dot the perimeter of the room, with 5 closets made of the same light wood as the doors. Rays of sunlight danced across the air from the many windows looming above, mountain tops visible even with parallax as extreme as where Tletlaxoxitle sat. Infront of Tletlaxoxitle was a table with several stacks of documents. One stack was entirely letters in crimson red, and were official overviews, statements, and papers from the many Tokallē and Kalpolli that run the nation on the behalf of the Archpriestess. Another were of an assortment of letters from Tletlaxoxitle's priests and family, easily distinguishable just by what the letter's refer to the Archpriestess as, ranging from 'Her Monarch, her Archpriest, Alamatli of Purpose, Tletlaxoxitle, second to hold said great name' to 'Hello Xoxi!!'. An already open letter lay in front of Tletlaxoxitle, her dark chocolate coloured eyes reading, head resting on one bronze brown hand. The letter was in a standard white envelope, a standard Metztli Intrakalpolli Stamp, a standard start of 'To Tletlaxoxitle'. If the letter was from any regular priest or member of the public, Tletlaxoxitle would already be fuming at such disrespect of blatant cheapness and cutting of corners. However, as most likely guessed, the letter was not from any regular priest or member of the public. The letter claimed to have been written by Isayōkōnexetli, the Archpriest's Tekilanani, wife. To Tletlaxoxitle, my Alamatli of purpose, the mountain I rest my own at. I speak from the Temple of Finance, as one of my priest boys has spoken to be privately on how he believes we, as a nation, could strive for greatness! Sighing, the Archpriestess' own thoughts came out as a small whisper. "Oh Isayō. These lower priests do not understand how economics truly works yet. Even if they are part of the Temple of Finance" Nonetheless, she trudged past her own thoughts and continued to read once more. At first I had heeded your warnings, attempting to disregard the young man's words, but he was so persistent I eventually succumbed to his voice and listened. And he has me convinced! His idea is that for decades, our people have been under the foot of outside powers, so we should band together. The native nations of Alharu and Aurelia! He called it 'The Native Nations!' "Thats a stupid name." Tletlaxoxitle muttered. After another minute had passed, Tletlaxoxitle had reached the end of the letter, refolding it and placing it to the side. Moving on to the next letter of her two towers of documents and files. Later that night... Tletlaxoxitle lay within her sleeping quarters staring at the large mural on the ceiling, the large king-sized blanket over herself. Despite the many piles of letters she had read and reread, a single spotlight in her mind had put itself upon the letter by her Tekilanani. The ethnic civil war had just ended, the economy was in shambles. Perhaps it was best Metztlitlalio finally broke out of isolationism? The thoughts continued to echo and ring and spiral and swirl. Mixing and stirring, until the many puzzle pieces fitted into place. A near-completed picture. A union of native nations, of Alharu and Aurelian native ethnic groups, working together. A league, of Alharu and Aurelian native nations.
  9. 5 points
    STATEMENT REGARDING TREATMENT OF CHRISTIAN REFUGEES ALONG HARUSPEX-TAGMANTIUM BOARDER The Gallambrian Government, along with the Gallambrian have valued at all times, the inviolable right of the person to exercise the practises and beliefs of their chosen religion. Over the last week the international community has seen reports of continuing discrimination against the christian minority in Haruspex. While it is not policy for the Gallambrian Government to meddle in the domestic affairs of other countries, we strongly condemn the current treatment of those currently suffering under the hands of those who wish to force their own system of beliefs on its citizens. Therefore, we call upon the Government of Haruspex to cease it's discriminate treatment of all minorities within its borders. Should the Haruspex Government continue such behaviour, the Gallambrian Government will impose the strongest of sanctions until such time it can guarantee that christian and other minorities are treated with care and dignity, it would afford its majority. We call for other nations around the Wurld, to place pressure on the Haruspex Government, to bring them into line with standards expected of a member of the International community.
  10. 5 points
    I am using the Artifexian version as the base for the eventual much more detailed version. Using this as a base, I'll be able to make a much more refined future sometime in the near future.
  11. 4 points
    A UNION DIVIDED | EPILOGUE 17:30hrs 17th of October, 2018 Shipwrecked on the Atoll It took a while for Santiago to exit the ruined yacht. After making sure the unconscious Godwit was still breathing, he had clumsily clambered through the canted passages of the boat and out the hatch from whence he and Kingfisher had entered. His broken rib ached. His head was throbbing a jazz drummer's tempo. Once he was out, white sand crunching at the soles of his boots, the first thing he felt was the relief brought by the bracing sea breeze. The tang of ozone and the weight of humidity were gone from the air, replaced by the scent of salt and the coolness of gentle gales. The storm had passed and so, the horizon began to clear. The pale white of cloud-diffused afternoon light had transformed rapidly in the past hour. The sky now carried the pink and orange hues of the sunset—not unlike the sunset he witnessed over the ruins of the Helleno-Russian capital of Salonica, almost a year prior. The hue of the light coloured the sand also, the surface like a canvas for the brush of sunset. The whole scene was almost surreal. The ruined yacht to his left as he faced the open setting sun, the glittering waters, graciously calm now, were glinting a path of light from shore to shining orb. The canvas of the sand in his foreground vision, reflecting the gentle light almost as well as snow might. The only thing that broke the scene, calling his mind back to stark reality, were two prone forms that lay over the sands. Santiago approached one, the male of the two and crouched down beside it. The sand was soft as Santiago took a knee Kingfisher's head was to still on its side, facing away from Santiago. He was about to reach in to take a pulse but the prone Kingfisher spoke first. "You shot me, Capitan." Kingfisher's voice was a mumble. Groggy, as though recently roused from a deep slumber. "I did." Santiago's reply was terse. He withdrew his hand from where it was about to reach for Kingfisher's pulse. "And I could have died in the proceeding fall", Kingfisher continued. Santiago recalled the shot. It impacted square on the back of Kingfisher's plate-carrier, spun the man so he fell front-first, knocking Teresa with him and freefalling off the side of the yacht. They had both lain were they fell. Kingfisher had apparently only come-to at the sound of Santiago's footsteps. Teresa lay passed out--she had unfortunately for her, landed on her back. She would not be getting up anytime soon. "It solved the problem. Quit the b*tching." Santiago's words were crass but contained no note of harshness. Kingfisher hummed. Slightly delirious from the ebbing surge of adrenaline that was now quickly draining from his blood. Santiago clumsily shuffled closer to where Kingfisher lay. He took some field dressing, swabs and disinfectant from his medical pouch, and reached over to apply it to Kingfisher's still bleeding leg. Kingfisher stifled a hiss as the dressing was applied. He had lost a lot of blood, but the injury did not look like it required a tourniquet. Swallowing a curse, Kingfisher changed the subject. "What will you do now Capitan? You're a hero. Not that they'll hold a triumph mind you, but you'll get a hefty pension nonetheless". Kingfisher's tone was conversational as if they were making small talk at a diner over coffee and churros. Santiago's reply took its time, the Capitan was more focused on dressing the bleeding flesh wound on Kingfisher's thigh. Eventually, he replied, the mental shrug almost audible. "Go home... drink. Get some damn sleep" Santiago grunted as he secured the dressing snugly. Finished, Santiago sighed and collapsed into a tired sitting position, facing the sunset view. Kingfisher hummed again. "Sounds excellent." There was a pause as Santiago considered saying something about the consequences of Kingfisher's actions in Vasqqa. Deciding against it, he turned the earlier question back to Kingfisher. "And you?", Santiago asked. Another pause. Kingfisher sighed. He raised one arm and flopped it in Teresa's direction. The arm flopped and then languidly landed on the sand again. Santiago shot a wary glance at the prone Teresa. She was breathing shallowly but seemed dead to the world. Her red locks fanned out onto the sand. "Shrike. Teresa. They weren't wrong. I've done some vile things", Kingfisher mumbled. Sounding wearier than before. Kingfisher exhaled audibly before continuing. "Thalassa maybe. Get her some help. I saw a pair of RHIBs back there, maybe I can take one. Land in Alharu first." Santiago said nothing and just stared at the prone form of Kingfisher, who's eyes were half shut and now facing the setting sun. "She'll try to kill you", Santiago said, warningly. "I know. But I owe her." Santiago nodded, more to himself than to Kingfisher who was lost in a state of fatigue-induced delirium. "At the very least, I'll be free. I meant it, you know. I'm tired... just quite tired...." "Oh--", Kingfisher added, sounding like he had simply forgotten an item on his shopping list. "How did you know my plate was intact? Or did you just... wing it, like you're wont to?", Kingfisher asked. Remembering that the Capitan had shot him once in the sewer already. Santiago shrugged. "I guess we're even", was his curt response. "You promised me a fight Capitan. Not going to settle your score then?" "I already did", Santiago said. There was a pause. Santiago spared a glance at the prone Kingfisher, who had turned his head, now with its other side in the sand, to face Santiago. The Capitan continued. "Besides, you couldn't stand a hot fart from me, let alone another tussle." A low rumble arose from Kingfisher, still prone. It quickly became a chuckle. The prone man's chest juddered in the sand in response. "Don't push it", warned Santiago. The Capitan didn't have to say it—also didn't want to say it. There had been a burden before. A need for disproportionate retribution. But now, Santiago understood. He decided that he probably—almost certainly, cost Kingfisher just as much as the operative had cost him that long night in Salonica. The two made no further conversation and let the silence wash over them. In the distance, the sun sank sleepily. --- The official after-action report was sequestered by the SSO, despite protests by Iverican Special Operations brass. The contents were sealed and available at only the highest authority. Confirmed on a need-to-know basis were these facts: On the night of the 17th of October, 2019—an extraction flight of one SUR-17 with attack rotor escort was dispatched to the coordinates decrypted from an encrypted code burst on the military band. SSO signal operators had received and decrypted the transmission and thereafter requisitioned and ordered the extraction mission. The transmission used an SSO one-time encryption pattern that had belonged to an asset by the callsign of "Kingfisher". One of two individuals retrieved from the signal source was identified as a SO/AR operator. The other was SSO callsign "Godwit" was in an incapacitated condition. Along with them was exactly one sealed crate containing classified intelligence. Kingfisher was not present at the extraction site. The SO/AR operator was returned to Iverica for immediate debrief at a black site, upon which the status of Kingfisher was confirmed to be lost at sea—further details have been sequestered. Conversely, callsign "Shrike", for whom a burn-notice had been issued just hours before, was found on-site and immediately identified by security forces as deceased. Wanted Vasqqan terrorist leader, Teresa Moreno, taken prisoner by Kingfisher, was also missing. Ms Moreno was last seen by the unnamed SO/AR operator and given the sequestered details, is presumed to be also lost at sea. Several bodies belonging to security personnel of a PMC registered in the Duchy of Verde were also found on-site—purportedly neutralised by the lone SO/AR operative. Inquirers are referred to a similar report regarding burn-status callsign "Plover" and a section of kill-team operators reported AWOL on the 16th of October. The SSO charged callsign "Shrike" posthumously with desertion, dereliction of duty, conspiracy, and high-treason. "Plover" was likewise charged with dereliction of duty and conspiracy. Under the Disavowal Clause of the SSO, both tribunals were held in secret and within the closed doors of the SSO headquarters building in Intreimor. Little evidence exists to the public that such trails, allegations, or even that such individuals existed. The site of the extraction, upon which two instrumental vessels were deserted upon, was quickly purged of material within 80 minutes of the extraction's completion. Similarly, the intelligence contents of the crate were audited, some were sequestered, most were purged. Under the circumstances and the impossibility of a thorough investigation, the SO/AR operator's account was accepted by the SSO. Cited by the Directorate of the SSO as "being of a critical role in securing the safety of the Iverican state", callsign Kingfisher was posthumously awarded with a Foreign Service decoration, a Gold Lozenge for inconspicuous valour in an operation of national security, and was recommended for the Order of Saint James of the Sword (Orden Sant'Iago) with laurel branches, though this recommendation was dropped for concerns over publicity. The charges against the SO/AR operator for desertion of his then-posting, were dropped. He was awarded in secret by his own superiors of the Special Operations Command with a Gold Lozenge for the citation of "inconspicuous valour critical to national security beyond the call of duty". Despite the latitude of the citation, the SOC brass was denied the honour of further decorating the individual. Instead, his half-pay was raised In Perpetua with the promise of a lump-sum retirement bonus. --- END Note: A follow-up "Asta L'Vasqqa: A Federation United" will be added shortly. It will only contain a timeline of events pertinent to the expansion as a whole and perhaps one or two anecdotes about how the Vasqqan crisis was solved. For all intents and purposes, the expansion RP that I originally started in ALV: State of the Republic is complete. Thank you for reading.
  12. 3 points
    As said before, any puppets of Rihan will be scrubbed from the canon completely. I myself have been busy at removing mentions of Rihan from the wiki, which I'd guesstimate I'm about 30% done with, and while O merely marked his puppets, be assured that they will be removed from the map. The area where Rihan's nation was located will be changed up to accommodate an unrelated NPC, which will serve both as a testbed for a system under development as well as serve as a way for nations to maintain their interactions if they so wish in order to minimize the changes to canon needed. Should the nation not be wanted/needed after being a testbed, we can always see about deleting that too. Don't see a slow progress as 'not wanting to put extra effort' into it. However, everyone has lives too and work and/or studies have to come first. This also isn't the only thing we're working on as a team and it ties into multiple other things we're looking at improving, revising, etc. What I can say right now is that you can expect great strides on all fronts Eurth soon, not just on the removal of Rihan and his multiple personalities.
  13. 3 points
    “Of course, Navarkhos, it all comes down to money. It always does, especially with barbaroi.” Navarkhos Ethelred eyed the man that sat across the table from him with a slight feeling of irritation. He guessed that he was about to be the recipient of a lecture. And on a subject that he knew quite well, too. The surroundings of the admiral's personal quarters on the aircraft carrier BPK Nystras did seemingly little to warn the man that he was talking to someone who knew all about the matter at hand. The man, Protologothetes for Wider Wurld Affairs Konstantinian Makarios, was dressed in a sober business suit, swirled the wine glass that he held in one hand and looked intently at the admiral. Something about him reminded the naval officer of a rat, despite him having blond hair and a beard shading towards ginger. Perhaps it was the shifty eyes, or the way he occasionally sniffed at his wine. The wine wasn't of great vintage, Ethelred would be amongst the first to admit. Good wines didn't travel all that well about supply ships and the Basilikoploimon, the Tagmatine navy, wasn't about to risk a good wine to the pirates in the area. It had been flavoured with cheese and onion to a classical recipe that was still very popular, which also helped to cover up any injury the wine might have suffered in its travels from Arhomaneia. “But, money. That's what piracy comes down to, Navarkhos. Most of the little countries around here can't afford to pay their coast guards or buy fish from their fishing fleets. They start eyeing up all the cargo and passenger ships that come through here. It's risky, certainly, but it's a more sure way of getting paid than hoping the teetering bureaucracy or petty warlord will fork out the cash that they're embezzling instead.” Ethelred pursed his lips together under his beard. He knew that. He'd spent the last few months chasing the buggers up and down the Makhaira Thalassa, the Dolch See. Sometimes they caught them and sank them, sometimes they managed to get away. It had become officially discouraged by the Basilikoploimon to drop anti-shipping missiles on the rickety boats the pirates used. The colourful language the naval commander had used when he'd received that message was still the talk of his bridge crew. “It's a busy shipping lane, after all. And not all companies that go through here are able to afford armed guards. Or want to pay for them.” The man sniffed at his wine again and the Navarkhos brought his own glass to his nose and smelled it as well. It was fine, damn it. “No. Many of them are happy enough to try to hide behind us and the @Seylosians and get any passengers to sign waivers,” sighed Ethelred. “Or just try their luck.” “Exactly, Navarkhos,” said Makarios. “Exactly. The rest of the wurld is waking up to the threat of pirates, too. In sourthern Europa, the EOS has been carrying out anti-piracy operations for some time. It just a shame that the damned Gharoi mean that we can't put more resources into our own attempts.” At that, Ethelred shifted uncomfortably in his chair. He, and the rest of his officers and sailors, would have been much happier in supporting the rest of the Basilikoploimon in the worsening situation in the Occident. From the last that he had heard, the Sovereign Imperium had reversed its decision to allow Arhomaniki observers and aid in the occupied Glorious Dominate. They were savages, nothing more. It had been a mistake by the ancient Aromans to not do more than just pen them into their frozen wastes. The wurld would be a better place if they had been annihilated like many other barbaroi who had defied the Aroman Empire. The Navarkhos banished that thought from his mind. “The problem remains, Protologothetes, that the pirates have just too many places to hide. Every time I sink a ship or two, the rest of them go scuttling back into the holes that they came from. Even working with the Royal Navy, we just cannot cover the coastline of both Ceris, the other islands and landmasses surrounding the Makhaira Thalassa. But I suspect that that is why you're here.” “Yes, Navarkhos,” grinned Makarios. “Obviously, it's not every day that the Basilikoploimon gets a visit from the Logothesion ton Barbaron. After all, it's a very strange thing to happen, isn't it?” The question was completely rhetorical and the Protologothetes sat back in his chair across the desk from Ethelred. The wine glass was once again lifted up to his face and this time he took a sip of it. “Chasing pirates around and around, sinking one here or there and sometimes pounding some harbour to rubble and ash is a waste of time and, of course, money.” Tactless motherf*cker, thought Ethelred but he let it slide. “No, the Agios Basilikon Kounsistorion is starting to realise that these pirates are a direct threat to our increasing interests around the Makhaira Thalassa. And because of the antics of the Sovereign Imperium, sending more ships here to increase the coverage isn't really an option at this point.” The minister paused at that point and looked at the Navarkhos expectantly. He wanted Ethelred to ask the obvious question and Ethelred decided that he was petty enough to let it hang for a moment. The naval officer took a sip of his wine and watched the look on Makarios' face begin to falter. Before the wind left Makarios' sails entirely, the Navarkhos asked the obvious question. “So what is the option at this point, endoxos?” The naval officer used the courtesy title for Makarios, who seemed pleased by it. The man seemed like a suck-up, which was probably why he was using Ethelred's rank so often. “Well, it is clear that our current operation is not making the situation much better and might in fact be making it worse. The Agios Basilikon Kounsistorion has decided that an entirely new strategic direction is needed – we will begin to work on stabilising the states in Ceris, to try to the opportunities of piracy much less attractive. To make sure that these coast guards and fishermen get paid. To make these petty warlords and teetering bureaucracies less, well, teetering.” That caused Ethelred to raise an eyebrow. That was pretty much nation building, far beyond what the scope of what Arhomaneia usually tried to carry out. “That's... very magnanimous of us,” the Navarkhos said. “Of course. It is our God-given duty, is it not? To spread civilisation into the benighted corners of the wurld? To guide the poor barbaroi into Christ's light and to provide them with the gift of sewers and aqueducts?” Makarios continued with not a little amount of grandiosity. He seemed to think it was two thousand years earlier than it actually was, in the opinion of Ethelred. Pax Aromana and all that. “And it will provide Arhomaneia with opportunities in this part of Eurth that we haven't really had before.” That sentence was said with distinctly pride and with the shiftiness that seemed to characterise the Protologothetes. It was likely one of the main reasons that the Megas Agios Basileia wanted to involve itself in Ceris, beyond stopping the irritation that were the pirates. “And has the Agios Basilikon Kounsistorion decided where our benevolence will start?” asked the Navarkhos, with a bitter edge of cynicism that was very hard to hide. So he didn't bother. “Yes, as a matter of fact, they have.” Either Makarios didn't detect the cynicism or he just ignored it. Makarios stood from his chair and walked over to the map that was above the admiral's chair, who had to stand as well to avoid looking up awkwardly. “It has been determined by the Logothesion ton Barbaron and the Arhomaniki Noimosyni Dykton that the best place to start would be here, a state called 'Secryae'. They seem to be likely to be much more amenable to us than some of the neighbouring states. It's ruled by a caste of nobles and you know how barbaroi like that love things like grand titles, ancient institutions and proud lineages. Everything that we have in spades.” He stood and pointed at the part of Ceris that was occupied by Secryae. The borders were drawn on to the map, even if Ethelred didn't really care much about what was happening on land. “They also have a significant shipbuilding industry, which is thought to be a source of the vessels that the pirates are using. The thinking goes that if the pirates were closed off from where they were getting their ships from, then the pirate activity in the region would reduce proportionally.” “It stands to reason, certainly,” said the Navarkhos cautiously. “The Logothesion ton Barbaron has already sent a letter of introduction to their government. Both via email and a courier from the AND. I am to negotiate further with them, and discuss the aid that Arhomaneia is prepared to send.” He leant towards the naval officer and continued in a conspiratorial tone. “I have been instructed that this could be very far reaching and potentially include military as well as financial trade. And if they decide to piss about too much, then there is the presence of a carrier battle group of the Basilikoploimon off their northern coast. That could well be the deciding matter in any debate.” “I, Navarkhos am the carrot,” Makarios said in a grand manner, pointing at his own chest. “You are the stick.”
  14. 3 points
    This is the final part of Iverica's Expansion as mentioned on OOC. Iverica gets some pretty large stat gains here, so these details became necessary. Read Asta L'Vasqqa's novella type ACT I and ACT II if that tickles your fancy. A brief intro: This part is written in a retrospective documentary style. Its supposed to give everyone the picture of the expansion from a broad geopolitcal standpoint--as if you were an attentive news-reader. Its not part of the ALV plot and story, but it is IC and it does summarise things Eurth might have heard if they looked a little closer. Hope this makes ALV clearer to all you keyboard-dictators out there o7 --- PART 1 OF 3: RECENT HISTORY & BACKGROUND ---
  15. 3 points
    --- To: Jor Hrovson, Minister of Foreign Affairs - Federal Republic of Stalgora ( @SamNorth ) From: Desdemona Tomas-Morra, Minister of Foreign Affairs - The Republic of Iverica Subject: Recent Correspondence
  16. 3 points
    To: The @Iverican Executive Ministry and the Cámra Nasional, @Sancti Imperii Catholico, the Kingdom of @Seylos, Het Huisselant @Variota, and @Tagmatium Rules From: The offices of The Third Circle (Foreign Affairs Ministry), via Vicelord Nize Kra'xuth, on behalf of the Emperor of the Sovereign Imperium Following issues with the Gallambrian Government, the Ministry of Interior and that of the Foreign Affairs Ministry welcomes the coalition of nations that have opted to intervene as it were, in this affair. Your nations participants and of the others mentioned, will have complete cooperation from our taskforce in the north, concerning the removal of the Christian's via whatever method is deemed best suited for such. You are aware of the previous attempt via the train system, which while effective to a degree, is not the most suitable option for such. The strain on both personnel and our southern neighbor, despite their claims to acquire this religious byproduct. However, as of this missive, the trains will begin to run again, heading towards the Chimera Transfer Station before the border turn about to continue moving this chattel to their new location. The forces of the 283rd Legionnaires 'Mzil Velven' Motor Rifle Regiment, 15th Legionnaires 'Renor Xukuth' Motor Rifle Regiment, and the 97th Sargtlin Armored Corps occupy the rail and commercial port of Ulusk near our border with the Cussian territories. Under the command of General Riksha Valk Sargtlin, the port has been occupied nearly from the start. The rail line leads towards our current deployment area, this would be the best entry point for your coalition, and it would not startle the other regiments currently active in other sectors if an unknown force were to just..appear.
  17. 3 points
    So, I'm seeing some avenues for me to get active within this whole thing: Number 13 - Rewhain - mentions that they're frequently in conflict with their larger neighbor. Such a nation would, presumably, be very interested in acquiring weaponry to aid their defences. Issue remains that their small population figure and the fact that they're surrounded by their enemy, especially when combined with their limited economic size, means that their chances of pulling through any reasonably sized conflict are slim. One option for Rewhain would be to seek some form of military agreement with number 14, Stroyhein, as both of them have the same enemy. Chances of survival for them would still be slim but there's always more safety to be found together. Number 16 - Zespa - is in about the same situation but on a much smaller and more manageable scale, although its small size provides challenges as well. Alleviating their resource shortages by investing in local projects would certainly win us some influence and goodwill. In addition, we could obviously sell them weapons to resist Nesneubar, which seems to be its primary enemy. Of course, this also means taking on the piracy. Zespa itself is too small and relatively poor to do it on its own, as far as I can tell, so it'd need outside help to do so. Thing is, is it worth it to send out a flotilla to deal with it? Probably not. If it's a large enough issue there, I would assume cargo ships follow different routes already not to mention that there's a reasonable assumption that Derthaler naval ships would operate between Zespa and its own coast. If the problem is more localized, it could be dealt with by simply keeping one or two ships in the area but either way, there's always the chance of it being seen as an escalation by Nesneubar. Number 19 - Yosmein - is basically your 13-in-a-dozen corrupt democracy, which is something we can absolutely work with. But it's bordered by anarchy and communists, the communists being the biggest issue. With the right amount of influence and cheap arms, they could probably be led into pacifying atleast some part of the anarchy; the issue being that if they overstretch, the communists might attempt something. Now, Number 23 and 24 - Edrela and Ubraoria - are interesting because they're both probably suffering from Rusheau and its hostility. Now, my idea would be for them to be 'eased' into a federation to aid each other; a West-Ceriser Federation or something generic like that. The extremism of Edrela can be focused into paramilitary groups and an enlarged, unified military. The Ceriser minority of Ubraoria can be used to raise guerrilla groups among the Ceriser minority in Rusheau. Edrelan agricultural products could be bought through Het Apparaat and its funds to aid these groups while at the same time stimulating the economy, not to mention start up various business as Het Apparaat always does. Feed Rusheau cheaply made drugs? Yes please. If all else fails, the primary goal isn't even beating Rusheau or otherwise pacifying it, it could be as simple as just making these two nations difficult enough for them to set their sights on Ganlin; after which it's no longer their problem.
  18. 3 points
    Thursday, 14 February, Year of Our Lord 2019 Office of Clerical Abuses, Inner Chambers of the Papal Palace Hearing Room The Office of Clerical Abuses took up around a quarter of the Inner Chambers. A majority of the Office were offices of those in its employment. However, there stood one solitary courtroom on the eastern part of the palace, a hallway running parallel to the wall on the other side of the courtroom. The courtroom itself was a long rectangle that shot out perpendicular from the wall, the large double doors acting as the entrance into the room sitting on the western, shorter side of the room. The judge’s bench sat opposite of the doors with the witness stand conjoined with it to its right. The jury box sat to the judge’s left, coming out of the other wall. The windows above the box stretched across the entire wall, allowing light to stream into the courtroom. Facing the judge’s bench in the front rows behind pew screens were the counseling tables, and behind that was the gallery, where those who wish to observe the hearing sat. Cardinal D’Angelo sat next to his fellow Magnissimum Comitium Cardinalicium members in the jury box, a mix of anger and betrayal on his face. The laugh lines usually present on the cardinal’s tan face were not as visible, the emphasis instead being on his frown lines above his brows. His spectacles sat tightly on his face as he observed Agrillo and Rogers, the red cap on his head hiding most of his gray hair. His thin lips curved slightly downwards as he sat in the front row of the jury box. Agrillo sat in the front row of the hearing room behind the left pew screen, apprehensively optimistic. His gray hair was brushed back, revealing the many frown lines he had on his forehead. His glasses rested on his large, chubby nose, while his lips seemed slightly crooked as they arched downwards. It had taken around a month to organize everything together, as the Church needed the approval of the state to have a hearing and gather more evidence. He had made sure that everything was taken care of- everything on his involvement in the Ordo was covered up and Tony or anybody who had dirt on him shouldn’t, wouldn’t come. Any member of the Ordo that testified he was a part of it would be swiftly disregarded. Everything seemed to be in place. And if everything was in place at the time of the sentencing, he’d be rewarded greatly. Rogers sat next to Matt and the defense attorney in the front row of the hearing room behind the right pew screen. 12 other Ordo members sat in the pews behind them. They were all part of the defense being prosecuted by Agrillo for “heretical and subversive activities against the Church.” Matt sat with chin in his hand and his arm resting on the armchair, brooding. His face was slightly bruised from his captivity and he had a bandage wrapped around one of his hands. His eyes showed his hatred as he gazed into the air. The bishop to his right was in a better condition. While he had sustained a concussion from his arrest, he had been treated very well for a prisoner. He sat upright in his chair, his left hand grabbing his right wrist as he rested them on his stomach. His gaze was caught by the large crucifix that was behind the raised judge’s bench as he thought of his course of action. Both the one he had already taken and the one he would take in the future. Matt’s eyes were caught by movement to his right. Rogers shifted his gaze behind him and focused on the doors, where a priest had entered the courtroom silently. The hearing had not yet started and so nobody paid much attention to what was just another member of the clergy interested in the case. However, as Matt shifted his head to look at Rogers, he saw something on the man’s face. This person was more important than just another observer. As the man sat down and Rogers moved his head back down, he caught Matt’s inquisitive gaze and just simply shook his head. Matt couldn’t help but catch a slight smile on Roger’s face. Father Leo walked into the courtroom and sat down near the middle of the right aisle closer to the front. He had already submitted his evidence for review and was asked to attend the hearings in order to help the jury properly sort the whole situation out. He felt calm- he had one job, and he would complete it. The clock struck noon, the time the hearings were set to begin. Everyone rose as the judge* walked in and sat back down when he was seated. He put on a pair of spectacles before reading out loud from a paper he had carried in. “The trial for case Ecclesiate** vs. Rogers, in conjunction with cases Ecclesiate vs. Fisher and Ecclesiate vs. Ordo is set to begin shortly. I will allow a few minutes for both sides to prepare their opening remarks before we begin.” The respective attorneys began shuffling papers around in preparation for the beginning of the trial as the rest of the courtroom sat expectantly. * * * Thursday, 30 September, Year of Our Lord 2019 Office of Clerical Abuses, Inner Chambers of the Papal Palace Hearing Room An ecclesiastical trial held in the Office of Clerical Abuses is, to the surprise of even its own clergy, is informal. The attorneys, who are members of the clergy themselves, shout, yell, and interrupt their opponent without regulation from the judge. References to Scripture or doctrine are common. Witnesses are asked questions by both attorneys at the same time while the jury yells out questions of their own. It’s a far cry from the legal system of Salvia or any other nation in the world. For the last seven months Rogers and the Ordo have been on trial. The evidence and witnesses are presented in the chronological order they are shown to the judge, meaning the one important witness, Father Leo, would be last. The evidence that was presented was, of course, damning. D’Angelo and his fellow cardinals, some 20 members of the Comitium, were only further swayed by the evidence Agrillo presented, shouting frequently curses to the guilty. Matt and the Ordo members only sat there awkwardly, knowing they will be sentenced to prison for very possibly the rest of their lives. It was the final day of the trial. All business was wrapped up, the prosecution and jury coming in fully expecting this to be sentencing day. The clock struck noon. The judge walked in as the courtroom rose and sat down on the judge’s bench, the sounds of wood scraping on the floor accompanying it as the rest of the courtroom sat down. D’Angelo eyed Rogers with contempt, while Agrillo did so with triumph. The judge took a deep breath before projecting, “Part 74 for case Ecclesiate vs. Rogers, in conjunction with cases Ecclesiate vs. Fisher and Ecclesiate vs. Ordo is set to begin shortly. I ask the last witness of this hearing to the stand, Father Leo Alessi to the witness stand.” Agrillo was taken aback. He had apparently missed this last witness. It was no matter. There was nothing he could say that could take away his victory. The defense attorney, who had already been prepped on Father Leo’s role by Rogers, stood up confidently. He walked over to the right of the witness stand and judge’s bench and turned on the projector, which was set up to a powerpoint showing the documents Leo had supplied to the case. The judge leaned forward to take a look. “Your eminence, the evidence brought before these esteemed members of the Comitium shows without a doubt that Cardinal Agrillo is in cahoots with these Ordo memb-” Agrillo scoffed loudly and interjected, "Nothing but an attempt on my reputation. You know you’ve lost so you’re trying to bring me down.” The jury shouted in support. The defendant yelled over them in dismay, “These documents clearly showed direct communication with the Ordo and consenting cardinals. This conspiracy goes beyond Bishop Rogers and his companions and directly into the Church!” The jury was silenced by this outburst, then began murmuring among themselves. The defendant continued. “As demonstrated in these files, Cardinal Agrillo is shown to have met with Ordo members and to have communicated them since their inception in 2013. In fact, His Eminence was the first key member of the clergy to be recruited by the Ordo; that is before Bishop Rogers or any other higher member of the clergy. Agrillo used his position as Administrator Curiae to delay the election of the pope, elect members of the lower levels of the clergy, such as Bishop Rogers, to higher positions, and gain support from other cardinals and bishops.” Cardinal D’Angelo, in the front of the jury box, turned to his fellow cardinals before looking at the defendant with a look of disbelief, “That’s just preposterous. Patrick was the one who busted this whole deal. Plus, what about this evidence is conclusive? They could’ve been easily been faked. And those images could’ve been edited.” The defendant shook his head and continued, “The dates that these pictures were taken match days that Cardinal Agrillo was seen missing from his post in Deopolis. Now, I’m sure His Eminence would say that he had business to attend to in these locations, but why were you seen with these people?” Agrillo shook his head in disbelief and replied, “As Cardinal D’Angelo said, they were simply edited to frame me.” He turned to the judge and continued, “Sir, I ask you dismiss this motion as pure fantasy and allow the sentencing of these enemies of the Church.” The judge waved him off. “No, I want to see where this is going. Unless you are in fact guilty and are just trying to move on?” Agrillo huffed and stopped talking. The defendant resumed, “If these images are, in fact, edited, then why do they perfectly align your schedule and location? For example, this one,” the defendant pointed to an image on the projector, “is dated as Christmas Eve in the city of Trinity, pictured next to Mr. Fisher. Almost all of these pictures were taken by security cameras. What reason would someone like Bishop Rogers or Father Alessi have to take an image from a random time in a random place with one of my clients and edit you in? They couldn’t do it while imprisoned and had no contact with the outside world.” The defense attorney turned towards the priest on the witness stand. “Now, Father Alessi, I just have a few questions for you, for the sake of the doubtful. How did you obtain these documents?” Father Alessi leaned forward and projected for everyone to hear. “They were mailed to me by Bishop Rogers.” The defense attorney nodded and continued, “And, Father Alessi, what did these files contain?” “There were several ‘profiles’ of Ordo members, including Mr. Fisher and Cardinal Agrillo among others. Each profile contained several pages, an assortment of addresses, I.D.s, other information, and other candid pictures.” “And why do you suppose Bishop Rogers sent you this information?” Leo shrugged. “I’m guessing he wanted to bring down the Ordo and the corrupt members of the clergy.” The defendant turned around to Rogers, eyebrows raised. “Was this your intention, Bishop Rogers?” Rogers simply nodded. Agrillo stood up and spat out a response, “Absolutely preposterous!” He turned to the cardinals of the jury and continued incredulously, “You are to believe this man, having already confessed and been proven to be in direct contact with heretics committing one of the worst crimes in the Church?” Rogers suddenly became passionate and stood up, the screech of the chair against the floorboards drowning out his first words from how sudden he stood up. “You are just as guilty as I in this you greedy son of a b*tch!” Some members of the jury began shouting before D’Angelo shouted over all of them. “You demon! Associating a holy man with heretics such as yourself!” Rogers shot back as the courtroom exploded into chaos, “Shut up you-” The sound of the judge’s gavel slamming into his desk cut off Rogers and silenced the courtroom. “Alright, alright! That concludes our hearing. I ask the jury to convene outside and sentence the defendants.” D’Angelo eyed Agrillo with concern as he left the room behind the rest of the cardinals. Agrillo just sat there, trying to hide his look of apprehension. He knew for certain that Rogers and the rest of the Ordo would be going down. But would he sink with them? ----------------------- Near the end guys, hang in there. *: The judge that presides over a case held by the Office of Clerical Abuses is almost always a lay Salvian Catholic well versed in theology and canon and national law. They are appointed by the Salvian executive and serve for life. **: The title for the Salvian Church in church cases is "Ecclesiate"
  19. 2 points
    What might it be reasonable for Tagmatine intelligence to know about First Princess Kira'Karn?
  20. 2 points
    To: The offices of the Agios Basilikon Kounsistorion of the Megas Agios Basileia ton Arhomanion From: The Council of the Nine, on behalf of the Sovereign Imperium of Machina Haruspex Ally and Neighbor, In this emergence from our silence after the great collapse that shook this Eurth, from the death of our beloved Sa'Karn, Hero of the Reunification War, Visionary of the citizenry to look beyond our border, we take it upon the actions and ideals of him, to reconnect with our southern neighbor, The Greater Holy Empire of @Tagmatium Rules. The decree that the observers, both civil and military, has been recalled. We, the Council of Nine have stymied our current Lord's ill advised pursuit of this nature, that it would not do to sully our alliance with another great power of old. While we cannot press our forces to yield in the Northern Territories, perhaps we can better direct those of imperial rank within these lands. We are certain you are aware of the hardliners, so we the council will be taking a 'soft touch' approach into administering our own, more progressive commanders into the North, hopefully this will allow mediation, and an ease in moving so many across hundreds of kilometers in whichever fashion is used to expedite them. You may at your discretion, redirect any observer personnel, including the Red Cross back to the North, where they shall have the full rights as the other nations now involved. For those already there, the point of contact within the Haru Imperial Legions, will be that of Fleet-Lord Kaorin, who now operates out of the Port of Ulusk.
  21. 2 points
    To: The offices of The Third Circle (Foreign Affairs Ministry), via Vicelord Nize Kra'xuth, on behalf of the Emperor of the Sovereign Imperium of Machina @Haruspex From: the Agios Basilikon Kounsistorion of the Megas Agios Basileia ton Arhomanion Honoured allies, The Agios Basilikon Kounsistorion is shocked to learn about the expulsion of the Arhomaniki observers and aid workers from the Glorious Dominate, and double so by the fact that Arhomaneia has had to learn about this expulsion from Haru media. I appreciate that recent events have caused significant strain on the relations between our two great nations, but I once again feel that I must point out that it would have been at the very least a courtesy to your allies to have given us advanced warning that this was the intention of your government to do so. Certainly, finding out after the fact when personnel from the Tagmata start to return to Arhomaneia was something of a surprise, and not one that was very much appreciated. The events in Koussoeia have definitely become a crisis of international proportions. That Arhomaneia has joined a coalition of nations coming to the aid of the Christians that your nation is expelling should not be taken as a rejection of the friendship between our two honoured nations. Far from it - the Sovereign Imperium remains a key strategic partner of Agios Basilikon Kounsistorion, especially with regards to peace and stability in the Occident specifically and Europa as a whole. This coalition is merely a multilateral humanitarian reaction to the crisis that has unfolded after your nation's invasion of the Glorious Dominate. Rather than expelling the Arhomaioi present within the occupied territories with no forewarning, a better course of action may well have been to communicate with my government to see if a solution could have been found that would have enabled at least the aid workers to remain where they could help those who need it. I realise your government and monarch had misgivings over their presence, as well as the presence of the observers from the Arhomaniki military. His imperial majesty, Kommodos III, by the Grace of Christ the God, the faithful Agios Basileos kai Aukokrator ton Arhomaioi was grateful that his imperial majesty Ji'Mar Be'la Kyorl acquiesced to those requests. It, however, could be seen as ill-judged to expel them at a time when the rapport between our peoples needs to be preserved and even nurtured, so that we may come through these trying times with a closer friendship. Nonetheless, I must ask that you consider this a formal complaint. May it please God to see our nations grow stronger together, Eugenios Goulielmos, Megas Logothetes of the Logothesion ton Barbaron of the Megas Agios Basileia ton Arhomanion
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    Well well well, look who finally decided to show up! I'm joking of course, welcome aboard, let's hope I didn't overhype this place too much for you. The vast majority of people on here are chill, and i'm sure you'll get the hang of it all soon. I hope you enjoy your time here, and that you decide to stay :).
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    I assumed @Sancti Imperii Catholico was coming my way, as that made more sense in my mind for him to come from the south. But I didn't ask him, so it was just in my head.
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    @Tagmatium Rules, anyone that wants. Likely those that might have some err--trouble accessing further shores. Likely @Gallambria if I might presume. Others may join any task force they wish. Right now TF Haru looks like Seylos and Iverica for the most part. Salvia too if the carrier is being sent.
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    Commissioner Alec Gothred this is President Sigrid calling from the Strasburg Estate. Yes Madam President what can I do for you at the present moment? Alec place the Capital on High Alert and lockdown the Airport please Sir. Also I have mobilized the Local Home Guard to man the Streets along with your men and women till the Dignitaries have arrived to the Estate. Also as soon as they arrive if they wish they can begin transporting to the Estate if the Dignitaries are okay with that please. I want you to also tell the Air Control Station no other Plane after this time when last speak may leave and no other plane other than those coming with Dignitaries may land understood? Aye Madam President Understood all matters will be implemented as soon as I get off the Phone with you. Very Good and get to it please sir. President Sigird out. As Sigrid hung up the phone she walked over to her Aids and asked them to finish readying the rooms that would be used during the duration of the Celebration. After that she walked to her Personal Office to put on her New Uniform that she would wear during the first day except at the Ballet which she would wear a Dress of Course. As she placed the uniform on she gathered her medals from both the Federation and the Kingdom she would display all of them today and Tomorrow as. As she continued to get dressed one of the Minister knocked on the door it was none other than the Minister of Intelligence Alexsandra Core: Madam President its Minister Core, I came as soon as you request may I come in? Yes please Alexsandra please do come in I could use your help with a few things. Very well Madam President. What is it that I the "Great Core" can do for you. They both began to laugh at the statement as it was Cores Nickname given to her by the People. Alexsandra what can you tell me of you experiences at State Receptions I never really joined in the Ones Gustov had when he was in power I always asked to show up but never could due to the things going on with me. Well mostly the majority of the people who attend are quite fun and amusing people, each person brings a bit of their homeland with them and shares it with everyone so to say. Some of them are even Party lovers like the Government Personnel in Variota and then you have some that are just plan socially awkward like the Derthalen Personnel. But I say the guest list most of the people coming I have heard of or have met personally and they will get along with you very well I am sure of that. Well that's a relief at least, as long as I can avoid a incident like what Ivanoff had I think I will be doing good. Alexsandra do you remeber what Ballet is playing tonight at the Strasburg Theatre? No I do not but I do know its a newer one that Alesandra of Moskovo highly recommended for the Celebrations, hopefull she will be there or will arrive here at the Estate before everyone arrives. Ah that would be lovely actually I haven't seen her in over a year. How has she been the pass few months? She has been well she has been kept apprised of your Presidency and looks to you with great respect and regard and states that she will back you till you step down or no longer have the support of the people. She has also stated she wishes to stay out of Politics for the current time till further notice and asks that her request be accepted. Well of course I will respect that request from her, I value her input when I ask and when she deems it needed that's why I have asked her to be kept in the loop she is after all basically my sister. Anyways, did you see the latest 'Ahrana Today' edition? Yes I did and they had some important points there, it is as if we have abandoned some of these people and we must or might I say you as their President must see about amending the situation. What ideas have you come up with? Well I have spoken to...…. They talked politics for awhile till a aid interrupted them saying that Alesandra of Moskovo had arrived and that the Commissioner had radioed that the Convoy was on its way to the Estate. Sigrid, Alexsandra Core and Alesandra of Moskovo walked to the from of the Estate outside the door and waited for the arrival of the Convoy. Each one of the Ladies in State Reception Uniform of the New Military Uniforms that were introduced to the Officer Cores across the Military. As they walked out the Presidential Guards made their way around the front of the Estate Entrance pathway and the Gate itself
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    Hades Taskforce Hamaii Command Post 0830, Ten minutes after council meeting General Ti'Ran sat there rubbing the bridge of his nose and sighing disparingly as heaving a stack of dossiers and what not onto the metal table in the prefabricated bunker command post within the city center of Hamaii. A group of men and women awaited, notable and trusted field commanders one and all. He turned to them, hands falling to his hips. " We've just gotten ride of the Cuidrsah (Haru term for the Arhomaneian's), and now we have Ehdanmubanc (Slang and disparaging reference towards Ivericans and Gallambrians though not limited to them). Command has lost their balls. We are so close to ridding our lands of this one god filth, and now our hands are tied again." He sighed again, holding hands behind back somewhat before speaking again, " The ehdanmubanc..ehm, our esteemed guests of Iverican and Gallambrian origins will undoubtedly seize the chance that the Foreign Affairs Ministry has passed along, to come and be amongst the active combat zones and the occupied territory. You will be tasked with maintaining sectors, just as you've always done, but now you will have foreign observers more then likely at some point." Aodi Ki'Mare, a Prata Khan of the 77th Mzil Velven spoke then. " General, will they follow the seaport arrival then? If that is the case, they will be in my sector of deployment." Ti'Ran offered a faint nod of head as if in thought. " More then likely, there isnt a civilian aeroport within any range for them to land that way, and the council has not mentioned any deployment of observers other then the one that the Arhomaneian's were granted, via the seaport within your sector." He continued. " See, this is the information we need. At least with the Arhomaneian's we understood them a bit, they were close and could be counted on a reliable form of activity. Its only a small thanks that I give to the custodial camps that we arent wasting both our times bothering to ship this vermin." He turned about once more, the banner of the Imperium hanging behind the desk, and he glanced at it while speaking obviously to his command staff. " Remember this my comrades, that are very nature hangs in the balance. The precipice of our civilization dangles as these vermin would seek our eradication, our conversion to their hersey. It is for the good of our sons, our daughters, our families, that we break them, we deny their existence and cleanse them. There can be no greater, or holier purpose. Remember that. As these observers come, these fools from another land, pity them, for they cannot fathom our just cause. Give no heed, no weeping to these vermin, they arent worthy of it. Seed the land with our blood and it will grow a paradise for the gods." He withdrew his gaze from the banner, and glanced at the dispatches laid to the table before him. At a slight nod he would hand one to each of the officers present. " This is a detailed copy of the Imperial mandate, and doctrine from the Emperor and High Command. All Gerenian's (Northern Christians) are to be detained, shipped to the holding facility of the Chimera Garrison Transfer Station, before being redirected to one of three re-education camps." A slight pause before words slipped forth again. " If in combat, the rules of war apply. Surrendering enemies shall be taken prisoner, but not included in the general population, they will be detained and shipped to the initial refugee point of the Karu Trainyard Camp and transferred to the jurisdiction of the Department B Ehdaneun-ECC." A withering glance paid to those present. " Remember what was said, this is our precipice. Dismissed."
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    I will get working on the factbook asap. I had the numbers mostly discussed with Iverica from when I first joined and created my proposal for my nation. I will make sure it gets posted.
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    Oh I meant if @Sancti Imperii Catholico was going to enter the Northern Territories or if he was going to be at the offload point at our agreed upon drop off.
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    It was no secret that Ahrana and Arhomaneia did not see eye to eye. It wasn't so much the political ideology of the two states – communism and socialism were mere fads in the face of the two thousand years of the Aroman Empire. They would fade away once again. It wasn't that the revolution had extinguished an imperial line as, after all, barbarians having pretensions to such lofty titles was patently laughable in and of itself, although the loss of life was of course regrettable. Rather, it was the recent events within Ahrana itself. The nation that was now referred to as Ahranaian Federation had seen a tumultuous few years, so it was certainly something of a blessing that Ahrana had seen a year without any further governmental changes. The Agios Basilikon Kounsistorion nonetheless maintained some reservations towards Ahrana. The trial of Ivanoff had seemed to be nothing short of a whitewash and the events surrounding his death were far, far too convenient for them do anything than raise suspicions in Tagmatika. Subsequent trials of apparent minions of the former Secretary General also seemed to be little more than scapegoating, especially as some of those on trial were merely low-ranked officers and non-commissioned officers. The rot was still within the system. Nonetheless, the government of the Megas Agios Basileia was willing to ignore its misgivings and suspicions. Pursuing them would be fruitless and just sour relations even further. If nothing else, the trials did show that the Ahranaian government was trying to turn over a new leaf and become a reliable member of the wurld community. Truly stable nations on Eurth often seemed to be a rarity. And what did it hurt Arhomaneia to send an official to at least show that it recognised the achievements of Ahrana over the past year? Even if the achievement of having a functional government for a whole three hundred and sixty five days should really ought not to be something considered worthy of celebration but rather the norm for a fully functional nation. Those were the thoughts of Ioannina Vatatzkhe as she sat across the desk from the Megas Logothetes ton Barbaron, her superior. They weren't too far from the internal feelings of the Arhomaneia itself, which likely spoke of the patronising point of view that the country had towards most others. Goulielmos had a vaguely benign smile on his face as he watched Vatakzkhe put down the printout of the letter from Ahrana. “So?” he asked once she had put the letter down on the ancient oak surface of the desk. A slight frown creased her brow, although the Megas Logothetes continued with his smile. It was an odd question, for several reasons. It wasn't as if Goulielmos was truly interested in her thoughts. She guessed that he had already decided to send her as the representative of Arhomaneia to Ahrana. It was undoubtedly a prestigious one, too – Vatatzkhe would be the lead of the first official Tagmatine mission to Ahrana for many years and it was obvious that the Federation itself thought that the occasion was to be one worth celebrating. He knew that she wasn't going to turn it down, as it would mean that any number of rivals within the Logothesion would go in her stead. Turning it down would likely not do her career any good, especially since the Agios Basileos himself would likely hear of it. “It would certainly be a great honour to represent Arhomaneia, Megas Logothetes,” replied Vatatzkhe. She paused for a moment and sought to cover up the pause by reaching for the fine porcelain cup in front of her and sipping the tea within. “I hear a 'but' there, Logothetissa,” said Goulielmos. The smile was still there but Vatatzkhe could sense a slight tone of disappointment in the minister's voice. “It's just that it is, well, Ahrana...” the Logothetissa said. “They've seen more changes in regime recently than many barbaroi change their socks.” “That is certainly an opinion shared by many within the Agios Basilikon Kounsistorion. And, in all honesty, by many other foreign ministries across the world.” Goulielmos sighed slightly. “The Red Revolution, the whole Ivanoff affair... They were all pretty unpleasant. And what came afterwards. However, it does seem that Ahrana has been able to put itself back on its feet and has remained stable for the past year. That is worthy of respect.” Vatatzkhe sat still at her superior's words. It was still just another barbaros nation and their brief flickers of stability were little to the centuries of continuous Aroman government. “And because of that, and that they are one of the main players in central Argis, we need to send someone. This is our opportunity to try to normalise relations and hold out a hand.” It made sense, certainly. She just didn't especially want to be the person going. It was supposed to be cold in that part of the wurld right now, although she'd also heard that it wasn't much colder than Arhomaneia itself. “It says it's going to be a three day celebration though, Endoxotatos. What are we going to have to do? Squat in their frozen halls, drink vodka and eat beetroot soup?” She couldn't keep the scorn out of her voice when she said that and Goulielmos raised his eyebrow slightly. “And watch a military parade and a ballet, yes.” He leant forward in his chair and crossed his arms on his desk. “Because you're there representing Arhomaneia whilst in those frozen halls, you're also going to have to pretend to like vodka and beetroot soup.” The edge to his voice wasn't unkind but it did remind Vatatzhke that she had perhaps spoken a little too freely. “They are showcasing their cultural highlights and whilst it may not be up to the standards that we are used to, they will undoubtedly be earnest despite their lack of sophistication. This is a proud moment for them, as it will show that Ahrana is over the turbulence of its recent years.” The reproof in the Megas Logothetes' words was clear enough and she nodded her head. “You will also have to attend a service of their local denomination of Christianity,” continued the Megas Logothetes. “You will, of course, have several priests accompanying you on your staff, and they will be able to help you in case you are exposed to anything too... incorrect whilst attending this service.” That was a bit of a bombshell to drop on any true Arhomaios. Of course, she was aware that other nations in the wurld didn't necessary follow the correct thinking when it came to religious matters, but actually attending a service in person would be something most shocking. Many of these heretical sects often had pictures of Christ and the saints. She shuddered to herself. “As the military parade is also open to foreign units, I have been told that a platoon from the Ikanatoi will be taking part.” Undoubtedly the soldiers, dressed in red armour and cream robes, would be a far cry from all of the scruffy barbarians around them. The Logothetissa was not really listening, as she was still worrying about the heresies that she might have to face. It didn't seem that Goulielmos had anything to add beyond that, however. “Thank you, Logothetissa. I am sure that you will act as a true Christian and Arhomaios whilst in the Federation.” To: Sigrid Anastasia Anne Victoria Florence-Goring of Strasburg, Federal President of the Ahranaian Federation (@Ahrana) From: the Agios Basilikon Kounsistorion of the Megas Agios Basileia Arhomanion Your Excellency, There are very few nations in the wurld that have seen such a peaceful and successful transition to democracy as your nation has. This is in stark contrast to the awful events surrounding the overthrow of the Unified Imperial Kingdom and the bloody conflict that followed. It is clear that you and your predecessor, the former General Secretary Alexsandra Misha Lars Core, have striven long and hard to bring your country to the position that it is in now. The temptation to rid your nation of those who had done it harm in a much more dramatic fashion would have undoubtedly been strong, but you have done God's work by not giving into those desires and showing your people and the rest of the wurld that the cycle of violence, of coup and counter-coup, can be broken. This means that the anniversary of your inauguration is much more of an important day than just the start of your wise leadership of your nation. It will undoubtedly be the start of another year of normalcy for Ahrana, which will be followed by another and another, until the period of bloodshed can be looked back upon as a momentary blip in history, and one that your people have learned from and never replicated. Rather than merely celebrated within Ahrana, it should be a noteworthy date across the rest of Eurth, as it shows that there are peaceful alternatives to the violent uprisings that are sadly far too common. Due to this, I am pleased to announce that the Megas Agios Basileia is accepting your invitation and dispatching a member of my Logothesion to attend, as well a modestly-sized staff for her. Indeed, as a mark of the respect that Arhomaneia has towards the successes of the recent year, and as you have invited the attending nations to take part in your military parade, I have the following request. I ask that you allow a platoon-sized unit from the Ikanatoi, a regiment from the Tagmata, the guard units of the Arhomaniki army, to take part in the parade. May God see to it that this is but the first of many years of peace and stability for your honoured nation, Eugenios Goulielmos, Megas Logothetes of the Logothesion ton Barbaron of the Megas Agios Basileia ton Arhomanion
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    UPDATE Okay so I went through a few things and such and I have decided that technically the celebration will take place on the 16th, 17th and 18th of October for reasons. So I will have the thread opened tonight before Midnight for sure.
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    Orioni would be a nice spot. Of course, it's up to him if he'd like to host.
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    Okay so I plan on making the main thread tomorrow since I'm taking the day off. So if you feel the need or urge to respond to the Letter that is in the Foreign Ministry Thread go ahead and do so. I will make a itinerary for the thread also and I'm adding a few things to it. Overall I'm looking forward to this thread and hope it is enjoyable as I'm wanting it to be.
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    Home | Orioni | World | Business | Tech | Science | Culture | Health | Sports IODF announces additional troop movements O'POLIS -- The IODF will deploy 2.000 more troops to Miiros in preparation of its peacekeeping mission in the Meteorolas. The move aims to finish bolstering troops in the area after the EOS decision to pacify the Bainbridge islands and restore law and order. "KBI's pirates attempt to use terror, intimidation and military force to advance their interests which are inconsistent with international norms," the defence councillor Toren Nabérrie said on Thursday. The decision follows a Thursday meeting of defence councillor Toren Nabérrie with EOS defence leadership. The alliance has been ramping up its military organisation from maritime to peacekeeping to full-on invasion force. The new deployments, combined with other moves authorised within the last six months, boost the number of EOS troops in the Azure Sea to about 30.000, Nabérrie said. Human rights org critical of military buildup O'POLIS -- Defence councillor Nabérrie announced additional troop deployments to the Meteorolas. According to published reports, Orioni is one of the leading countries to participate in this EOS mission. "While the Orinese government has so far been reluctant to join military missions," says Mr Adam Brand, director of Mercy International, "It is worth considering the legality of different potential deployments of the IODF under the existing legal framework." When comparing the decision with the Constitution, a number of constraints come into view regarding the equipment and permissible uses of Orinese troops. The IODF are currently involved in maritime police measures and escort activities in the Azure Sea, which is constitutionally permitted. However, if non-policing operations would be carried out, the operations would be unconstitutional. Mercy International also criticised the decision to launch any military action this close to upcoming Orinese national election in December. "Chairlady Pristo really pulls out all the stops, even military ones, to drum up patriotic support and save herself from election defeat," Mr Brand said in an interview on Friday
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    Batengdeian People's Economic Coalition Formed by a Bill Much to the surprise and concern of the National People's Coalition, the Liberal Democratic Party and the Bateng Rouge have merged into coalition in order to secure the support necessary to surpass the NPC. This being only days before the Batengdeian election. The impact that this will have on the future of Batengdei's politics is evident, as the Bateng Rouge has never formed a coalition until now. With the election around the corner, a compromise was made to pass a bill which had otherwise been blocked by the Bateng Rouge. The deal was made so as to ensure the Bateng Rouge had their pick for the coalition leader, Gragdom Banla The "People's Economic Outreach Program" is the name of the bill and its potential impact on the Batengdeian economy are surprisingly large. The People's Economic Outreach Program had been drafted by the Liberal Democratic Party as a plan to encourage international businesses to invest their industry into Batengdei. The policy allows severely reduced labor restrictions to appeal to the applying companies, so long as they meet a set minimum wage for employees, and set maximum work hours of 10 hours per day for up to seven days per week. Environmental regulations for foreign companies are also lowered for an initial "grace period" of five years, though apparently these companies will be required to comply with the far stricter national standards after the period. The entire goal of this bill was to "integrate rural communities through the potential of new work opportunities" claims Gragdom Banla, the appointed head of the coalition. "Our goal with the passing of this bill is to expand the work opportunities of undeveloped regions of Batengdei in a more cost-effective way than the "Rural Development and Integration Act" would have accomplished alone." This move has already created a significant outcry among the NPC who sees this as "a direct attack against the state-owned enterprises of Batengdei." Will this new economic bill will be too much for national industry to compete with? It is hard to say as of right now. Regardless, this turn has been a shocking one, and it would appear that the election could very well be taken by the BPEC.
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    To: All Governments Of The World From: Kera Eka Lam of the @Oyus Matriarchy This communique has been encrypted and is considered confidential To leaders from a stone's throw away to leaders of the most distant lands, Oyus is a shining example of what can be accomplished with heart, faith, and dedication. If it were not for the steady and consistent leadership, it would be riddled with infighting and disagreement, unable to to function competently like some may find across Eurth. Today, we look to secure that the successes and continuing achievements we make are not all for nothing. The Matriarchy must have a future in sight. Uncertainty in the form of an extensive election process to come would destroy much of what has been accomplished with the choice of the wrong person to succeed me. This is why I have decided to search for a successor, and I seek to look for someone abroad as opposed to at home to adopt into my family. While a most curious decision, I hope it is a welcome one, and it is my hope in this process that closer ties can be established. At your earliest convenience, we would enjoy your feedback in either guiding us in this process or participating fully. Eka Lam Kera of the Oyus Matriarchy
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    Undisclosed Airspace over the Argic Ocean 3:13PM Local State Flight One shuddered gently in the turbulence of the early fall weather in the Argic Sea, and for once the storms and choppy air were the least turbulent part of Kariana's flight. Only five minutes after takeoff, Kariana had been sworn in by a military judge they had ushered on board almost as the aircraft began to rumble down the runway. In the hours after, they had learned that it was in fact an unidentified police officer who had shot both Ryland and Andrik, and had planted his weapon to make it appear Andrik had carried out both deeds. The still unidentified young man might have gotten away with it too. His efforts had not been without help. The square cameras had gone dark minutes before the event and the press who had been present had been pushed back when Ryland had arrived on the scene. One thing they had missed though was the body cams that the presidential guard carried. The wireless up links - a new measure Tobin had instituted only a few weeks ago - were meant to let him watch the Premiere and Vice Premiere security details when he couldn't be present in person. In this case, one of the agent's had posthumously carried out his duty in catching the Premiere's murderer. Now we just have to find him in that chaos. The Central News Bureau and the privatized news agencies were all showing the same horrific scene. The Slavic quarter was burning. Buildings were either torn open by gunfire or had collapsed after the onslaught by the rogue naval ship. Another sloppy attempt at a cover-up. The same ship that had launched the attack on her residence had turned its guns on the Slavic quarter moments later. After the crew had managed to get control of the ship - by cutting the communication and control lines with axes - the Captain had laid the blame on one of his young Slavic watch officers. Unfortunately, it hadn't taken long for the Executive Officer to dig to the bottom of the story. Unfortunately for the Captain, his XO was a half slav - a fact he had hidden from his openly racist captain. The XO had discovered the thumb drive that the Captain - for reasons that were beyond Kariana - had tucked back into his uniform after delivering the computer trojan. The Captain would likely see a military tribunal and be hung for treason. It had all started to unravel after that. Faced with the coup devolving around him, the Captain had started to sing in hopes of saving his own neck. A few of the implicated masterminds hadn't come with much of a surprise, but the head of it all - at least according to the Captain - had been. Rok Stinar - a staunch member of Ryland's own party - had been at the heart of the coup of attempt. An underground member of the Norwegian Heartland Guard - a group labeled domestic terrorists by the government, Rok had been a long term plant and an impressive if deeply disturbing centerpiece to this entire affair. The fallout of his betrayal and the extent to which he had infiltrated to Stalgoran government would haunt the internal intelligence agencies for years to come. More so was the fact that Stinar had vanished as his attempt to unravel it all and seize power had started to fall apart. The impact he had left though was all to real. In what the news was calling the 3 hour coup, Rok and his allies had managed to kill the Premiere of the Federal Government, the community leader of the Capital's Slavic Quarter, and over 380 people in the Slavic Quarter and the Vice Premiere's residence. With something as simple - if terrible - as an assault, a small group of bigots had ignited the age old racism that still weaved its way through Stalgora. It wasn't over either. Some in the nation would likely drink toasts to the heros who had died trying to "right wrongs." Others still would plot vengeance. Crimes would be committed, but things had to start moving in a better direction. The ground was still warm with Ryland's blood, but Kariana would be damned if she let his death be in vain. The speaker at the desk chimed as the plane took another jump in the turbulence, and Kariana uncrossed her arm as she tapped the intercom. "I have him on the line my Premiere." "Put him through. Thank you Corporal." Some poor corporal who had been cleaning the cabins had been conscripted into Kariana's secretary in the rush to leave the air base. The young man's voice had been shaky at the start, but his growing confidence in the post was impressive. "My Premiere." The voice was warmer than it had been earlier, and a hint of remorse carried through it. The irony that one of the most openly racist people in Ryland's cabinet - Rikard Alstrom - had yet to be linked in the slightest way to the entire set of events. Not only that, he had apparently been a target. Apparently a plan to turn him into an unwilling martyr at the hands of a homeless Slav dressed and hurried into the minister's home. "Minister." Kariana said, taking a long breath. "I appreciate you taking my call. I know the hospital isn't a convenient place to do business." She slipped into the chair as she spoke - Ryland's chair. No, it is yours now. "I won't pretend to hide why I am calling you. I need to know where the SNP is going to stand on this." The line was quiet for a long moment. "Premiere, it is not like I have had a chance to hold a poll in my current state. I would remind you I got out of surgery about half an hour a..." "I am aware of your medical condition Minister, but our nation is on turmoil's shores if I have ever seen them." Kariana said, exasperatingly quoting the Stalgoran constitution. "We can either come together or we can choose to keep going down a path that criminals tried to take us down." Again the line was silent before a soft chuckle came over the phone. Kariana recoiled. She stared angrily at the speaker. How in the hell could he laugh. "I apologize my Premiere. It just wasn't lost on me that the young so often claim the old can't change, and so when we do you refuse to change your assumptions about us." His voice was far softer - almost weak - as he spoke through the speaker. "I never told you why I joined the SNP did I?" The line went quiet again as a memory played through the man's mind, and despite all the things piled before her, Kariana found herself drawn towards this strange vulnerability from the man described by many as 'the most private man in politics.' "When I was a boy, I had a younger sister. She was an absolute treasure to me, and she looked up to me quite a bit. My father was a farmer you see, in the Tolidan Highlands - one of the few Nords out that far in the old Slavic lands. All of our neighbors were slavs in fact." Again he trailed off. He seemed almost distracted by the memory and the pain that came with it. "Anyways, one day when she was on her way home a slavic boy - our neighbor - attacked her. He did...well...he destroyed her spirit, and then murdered her for sport. It was a terrible crime and a brutal one at that. My mother was destroyed by it - took her own life a few months later. My father was never the same.The crime was seen to by the local Slavic local judge under Slavic Law. The judge was the boys uncle. The case was dismissed of course for 'lack of evidence', and I watched the boy who murdered my sister - who bragged about it - walk free. I vowed that day I would take back my country. I would make everyone follow the laws of the Norwegian state and damn their traditions too." "I'm sorry for your loss Minister but I don't see how that is..." "Again My Premiere, indulge an old man please." He said, an honest apology in his voice for interrupting her. The softness there caught Kariana off guard again. "This morning when I was stabbed in my office, it wasn't my Scandinavian staff who found me and managed to stop my bleeding. It wasn't my SNP brothers and sister in work early to do their duty - if only. It was a seventeen year old Slavic boy from a poor family in the quarter who works in our building as a janitor because no Scandinavian would do the job. That boy knows my policies. He knows what I have said publicly, but he stayed right there when he could have just watched me die. It was a Slavic doctor who treated me when we got the hospital, because the Nordic doctors take all the day shifts, and my German nurse has given me the same care my own mother might have lavished on me." There was a long sigh. "My point earlier was that I haven't been able to take a poll from the hospital for my party because no one from my party has come to me. They are likely too busy figuring out how to use this entire tragedy in their favor. Meanwhile, the very people who I have spoken out against have seen to me. Listen, I was cruel this evening when I spoke, and I spoke harshly because of my past and not with the people in mind. I am no better than that judge who dismissed my sister's murderer if I deny justice for those sailors who nearly murdered a slavic man. I still don't believe in Slavic self rule, or the fracturing of the law in this country. That was why I joined the SNP, but in my time there I found myself swept up into the chorus of hate they preach. It was easy, and I was weak. I was reminded tonight just how terrible my own people can be, and I want no part in what comes next from the SNP because I know where it may very well lead." The voice grew stronger. "So my premiere. How may I be of service?"
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    Home | Orioni | World | Business | Tech | Science | Culture | Health | Sports Gruis growth grinds to a halt? GRUIS -- A struggle is underway for the future of transport in Gruis. In 2018, voters approved a +5% sales tax to expand the length of the city’s light-rail lines, which carry 30.000 passengers a day. But a new bill called Proposition 404 threatens to halt further expansion plans and put money towards building more roads instead. The movement’s supporters fear that light-rail construction will impact business development; others disagree. "Light-rail has allowed our city us to grow vertically rather than outwards," says Mayor Awidefale Rezovi. "It’s brought more investment and has attracted a more creative workforce to Gruis." Voting on the measure has been underway since August 1st. We expect campaigners on both sides to be active during this weekend, ahead of the citywide ballot on Tuesday.
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    Map: https://i.imgur.com/rpKPYQG.png Added: @Galahinda in Argis, with 1 capital city @Metztlitlalio in Alharu, with 1 capital city
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    HIA, — TRDD, a division of the Haruspex International Armaments Corporation, announced today the international debut of its Dedyh (Titan)™ unmanned ground vehicle (UGV) technology, which is available to support militaries globally and will be demonstrated at IDEX (International Defense Exhibition and Conference) 2019, of which will also be held in Prathen later this year. The Dedyh (Titan)™ UGV technology provides a solution to two primary needs of today’s military customers worldwide. It helps reduce the threat to Warfighters from improvised explosive devices (IEDs) on today’s battlefields by increasing a driver’s situational awareness or removing a driver from the vehicle entirely. It also serves as a force multiplier by allowing one operator to supervise three to five UGVs from a safe distance. All this at a time when militaries are facing force reductions. Crew protection is a crucial priority for militaries as they modernize their vehicle fleets, said Serge Valk Zun, general manager of International Programs for HIA's Technology Research and Defense Division. Our Dedyh (Titan)™ technology gives forces the option to complete missions in dangerous situations with fewer troops. Our UGV technology has been extensively tested and refined, using input from troops and leveraging our more than 90 years of experience mobilizing military forces worldwide. Designed as a scalable kit that can be used on any fielded tactical wheeled vehicle, the Dedyh (Titan)™ UGV technology enables vehicles to complete planned missions in full autonomous mode or by “shadowing” a leader vehicle. HIA will demonstrate at IDEX the Dedyh (Titan)™ UGV technology’s Operator Control Unit (OCU), a user-friendly control interface that provides the usability and functionality capabilities that troops need for operations in the field. The Dedyh (Titan)™ UGV technology is highly sophisticated but was developed with the user in mind and for ease of control. Troops can be trained to operate vehicles remotely or in full autonomous mode in only a few days. Vehicles equipped with the Dedyh (Titan)™ UGV technology retain their original payload and performance capabilities and can operate for extended periods of time – day or night, through dust and adverse weather – without enduring the fatigue that can afflict human operators. HIA also is transitioning technologies from the Dedyh (Titan)™ UGV system to provide active-safety features for the manned operation of vehicle fleets, including electronic stability control, forward collision warning, adaptive cruise control and electric power-assist steering. Furthermore, with recent developments in scanning and facial recognition software, the Dedyh (Titan)™ has also been equipped with a security feature based on the recently designed and showcased, S.C.A.O.S.D.(system for collection and analysis of open source data), alongst with ideas and concerns as of direct work with that of the @Sunset Sea IslandsElegy Corporation. This system allows the Dedyh (Titan)™ UGV to collect target visuals and run them through a database. Be they insurgents or simple pedestrians passing by, the Dedyh (Titan)™ will be able to collect information on the subjects and determine if a hostile threat. HIL legionnaires have had Radio Frequence Identity Markers (RFIM) implanted beneath the skin, and these show up on a tactical display to the Dedyh (Titan)™ UGV as friendly units. An RFIB armband was trialed, but found to be both lacking in security and endurance of material to everyday legionnaire life in the field.
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    Four-day work cycle reducing CO2 emissions The implementation of the reformed work cycle has been a prestige project ever since the roots of the Technocratic revolution in the Tenma test phase. By dividing their workforce into seven groups, each working for four days a week but off-set by a day from each other, businesses and government institutions were able to achieve uninterrupted productivity whilst improving the working conditions of their employees. Whilst the overall work hours were reduced by one fifth as a result of this, the bonus of this continuous cycle unveils more and more advantages over the traditional five-day model. According to a recent study by a leading environmentalist think tank, this work cycle may be a major step in reducing carbon emissions and energy usage. By effectively prolonging the weekends of individual citizens, people can not only spend more quality time with their families, loved ones and hobbies, they also tend to pursue activities with smaller carbon footprints. This unanticipated advantage contributes to the national efforts of achieving the goals of the Laren Agreement. Whilst the Department of Public Security's Environment subdivision enforces new waste regulations, convenience stores and supermarkets continue to minimise food and plastic waste, for example, by eliminating unnecessary packaging for fruits and vegetables. The think tank predicts that gross energy savings resulting from the effective four-day work cycle might even reach as much as 20%. The Radiant Republic of the Sunset Sea Islands has pledged to be carbon negative (absorbing more CO2 than it emits) by 2030.
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    I'll post something tomorrow, get this thing back on track
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    Prime Minister Rees-Mogg set to return to Youtabonia this week to agree to a Defensive Alliance. Prime Minster Jacob Rees-Mogg is planning on returning to Youtabonia this Monday to sign a military defense agreement between the two nations. This comes just one week after the G.B Prime Minister signed a free trade deal with Youtabonia and shows the commitment by both countries to establish special relations. Little is yet known about the details of the deal but Prime Minister Rees-Mogg stated in an interview Saturday evening with GBNB that "it is time for our nation to reach out to those within the continent who share the same values, and culture as us. And I very much so believe that it is by becoming closer friends to Youtabonia the conservative vision is better guarded from the fumes of socialism." We will of course be following this story and will provide updates when they come in. With GBNB i'm Rex Handcock
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    Internal strife within Liberal Whig Party It has been reported that multiple MP's within the Liberal Whig party from the "Classic Liberal" faction are considering separating from the party due to the growing amount of "progressivism" within the parties leadership. It is estimated that around 35 LW MP's have met over the summer recess discussing dissatisfaction with the Party's reaction to losing the 2020 election. One MP who wanted to remain anonymous is quoted to have said "We lost these previous elections by betraying the term liberal, and we respond by betraying even further." These strong words come after being asked about how this MP felt about the election of Paddy Ashdown as party leader. Paddy Ashdown responded this morning to these reports by saying the following "The press always likes to blow up every small situation for their own reasons, but we will not let this distract are party from challenging the government of the day." Parliament is set to meet for the first time after the summer recess next Monday. It is going to be interesting to see how Paddy Ashdown handles the two factions of his party. One thing is clear is that the LW's cannot survive much longer if a schism occurs. With GBNB I'm Joe Cole.
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    Parliament set to take summer recesses MPs and peers broke up on Thursday, July 20. They will return in three weeks time. Both The House of Knights and The House of Commons have various recesses during the year. The dates of these breaks may be changed at any time and if required, the Speaker of the House of Commons can call all Houses back, both during recesses, and also during weekends if necessary. With GBNB I'm Rachel Giff.
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    House of Knights Reform Bill reaches Royal Ascension The "House of Knights reform bill" passed the House of Knights today, and will be signed into law in the coming days. The bill proposed by the Tory government will add an extra 100 seats to the House who would be appointed by a balanced committee. The Tories proposed this idea in their party manifesto during the 2020 general election after it became clear that the upper House needed reform. This served as a milder solution compared to the Liberal Whigs who proposed that a majority of the Knights would be elected with a minority appointed. The Knights did not make many amendments to the government's bill as it did not take away any power but only served to make the Knights a more fair House since the Tories have such a dominant majority. Prime Minister Rees-Mogg even joked in the debate of the bill that "the only reason the other place needs more seats is due to the success of the Tory party." This joke being that typically Knights are appointed on the advice of the PM, and the Tories have held the PM's office much more than the LW's. The candidates of the new Knights will be selected over the coming weeks, and it is expected that all new members will be in the House before the end of the summer months. With G.B.N.B I'm Joe Cole.
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    Happy birthday, @Adaptus!
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    July, 2018 ''So what am I looking at here?'' ''Well, you know that they're housing asylum seekers throughout the nation, right.'' ''Yeah.'' ''So, the Ministry of Welfare and Personal Growth wants to take in more of those people. Het Apparath say that war is basically unavoidable throughout the world and we should prepare.'' ''Okay, doesn't answer my questions.'' ''Well, we need to make room for them, don't we. So we've been mass murdering the elderly. Orders from Het Apparath.'' ''What? What the f*ck are we doing?'' ''Don't look at me like that. We're not murdering the useful elderly. Just, you know, the infirm and such.'' ''You... Wha... I... Fuuuuuuuuck. How am I going to explain this? Shit.'' ''Basically, we just line them up on the ground, ten or more and then those vehicles drive over them. The normal ones get driven over by the left one but when you get those fatties or those in like an iron lung or wheelchairs, we use the right one. It's heavier so it crunches better.'' ''Crunches better? Crunches f*cking better? Are you on crack? That's bloody people you're talking about!'' ''You can say that again, they end up pretty bloody! Haha! I think the record is thirty people in one go!'' ''I... I. I. I've got to stop this. I can't believe Het Apparath would be involved in this. f*ck, who am I kidding? Of course they're involved.'' ''Reemy...'' ''Who can help me before I end up getting whacked? Maybe I can try Dina Diva, they can't keep her broadcast from airing, it's live. Maybe I can get Aleiksander to mobilize the Folke Milisies. I know where his files are buried away, that should give me leverage. If it fails, it's not like him disemboweling me is any worse than what Het Apparath would do.'' ''Reemy.'' ''What? Don't look at me like that, smiling! YOU! You made me find this out!'' ''It's a joke.'' ''What?'' ''It's a joke. Do you seriously think we'd mass murder the elderly?'' ''I mean... Het Apparath...'' ''We're the bloody army. We're not going to be killing innocents... Atleast not Variotan innocents, am I right? Haha. Haha. Come on Reemy, smile a bit.'' ''You just tried to convince me we were murdering the elderly by driving over them in these... What the f*ck are these anyway?'' ''Varinco's new models. Project 18. The Light and Heavy Tank to fulfill the needs of the new generation of warfare or something like that. I was pretty high when the salesperson came round, to be honest. I almost ate some custard cakes they brought, it looked so good.'' ''I'm going to have you murdered if I ever end up governing.'' ''Now, now. That's a bit of an overreaction to a little joke, especially when I've managed to get you an amazing deal.'' ''Just like those bloody elderly of yours, crushed by a tank. I could make it look like an accident, I bet.'' To: atoirav@varmail.vr From: johanjannatter@hap.vr Regarding: Meeting Brother, Support has been arranged for upgrades, just as mother wanted. We need the support of Auwe Kar though. Support cannot go through without delivery of test run amount at low cost, however. Unable to offer much from current position beyond last year's model as a trade-in. Rumors say AK wants to upgrade his bang-bang puppets into proper boomers. Idea? - J.J. To: johanjannatter@hap.vr From: atoirav@varmail.vr Regarding: Re: Meeting Brother, You bring these words to me like it's a success while we all know it's a failure. Your support has been talking about the 'joke' you played. Should the choice come between losing that support or losing you, do not trust on you safely returning to mother's embrace. You've been warned before. Rest assured for now, however. Your failure has a chance of succeeding with mother's other wants. - W15-34 To: J.D. Karrewasser, Chairman of Varinco From: atoirav@varmail.vr Regarding: Mother's well wishes My dear friend, Mother has told me that you are a dear friend of the family. I'm the newest of her sons that you will be dealing with, I hope I can assume you know what the procedure is to verify this. I'm contacting you in regards to mother's wish. Mother's wish is one of mutual benefit to us, as you assuredly know already, and it so happens that we need a battalion of your newest Grootfegtfoertuigen delivered at a price that, I cannot lie to a dear friend, barely covers material costs. I've been given the power by mother to give you some leeway to arrange this. We can offer you an equal amount of last year's model for your forces, straight from military stocks. We know you seek to upgrade your forces without drawing attention. - W15-34 To: atoirav@varmail.vr From: J.D. Karrewasser, Chairman of Varinco Regarding: Re: Mother's well wishes My friend, Your verification checks out. You're talking about me taking a hit of several million Waarttemun, double digit millions. Mother knows my loyalty to her but I'm not going to commit economic suicide to fulfill her wishes, nor do I believe mother would want that. As you are new, I'm going to give you some leeway. I'm not one you should test the patience of, however. Next time, forget about giving me a shit deal. My best offer to fulfill mother's wish is last year's model, arranging for the quick grant of certain licenses my forces need and a steady supply of candy. And if you come at me with a monthly delivery of Snelkoop snacks, I'll personally make you swallow so much candy that even the dogs at the Bogd Gioro airport will be able to smell you. And they're hungry enough that you can easily smuggle a kilo or two so long as your arm pits are smeared with barbecue sauce. Of course, I know mother won't accept that without something to wet her appetite. Tell her my forces will see her as their mother too. She will understand what I mean. - Karrewasser February 2019 Teil-Geen'raal J.J. Natter of the 'Fontein's Fegtfantomen' Armored Division discovered as the person found crushed at parade! Authorities within the HAP have released the identity of the serviceman found crushed under a military tank at the recent Ferrefaaierhafen military parade. Teil-Geen'raal J.J. Natter, leading the Fontein's Fegtfantomen armored division was found dead before the start of the second half of the parade. Found by Folke Milisie members that had just finished their route, identification was difficult due to the removal of all facial features by the weight of the vehicle. While authorities could not explain how this wasn't noticed by other personnel, it seems that most of the personnel in the area had been temporarily distracted by the generosity of a local ice cream truck, giving out free ice cream to soldiers. Teil-Geen'raal Natter stayed behind as he was extremely lactose intolerant and digestion of the ice cream would have led to violent bouts of explosive diarrhea according to family. The investigation into the matter was led by Chief Boofenheufel of the Provincial Police Force. Working in unity with military police units, it has now been deemed closed. In a statement released by Chief Boofenheufel, it appears that the tank suddenly started rolling without Natter noticing and this led to his death; his head and upper body crushed by the weight of the tank. Ironically, the tank in question was one of the new Grootfegtfoertuig 18's that Natter's division was first to receive and would be showing them off to the public. The manufacturer, Varinco, has offered their condolences yet assured the public that this was not the fault of the tank but rather of Natter himself; a statement that was quickly supported by Chief Boofenheufel. While international orders haven't been released by Varinco, unofficial sources say that there have been multiple interested parties for the two new models.
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    Announcement from the Bulgenstazi Ministry of Foreign Endeavors: Greetings to the companies of the world. As many of you may know, Bulgenstaz has recently passed the "People's Economic Outreach Program". What this ambitious program seeks is external investment from business interests across Eurth to enrich trade and to promote a reduction in manufacturing cost internationally. Our program has a variety of incentives for interested companies so long as they comply with standard Bulgenstazi wage and the Foreign Business Health and Safety Terms. Our wage standard is designed to be competitive with most foreign governments, so investment will likely bring up your companies sales, and reduce manufacturing costs. All foreign workers will automatically receive a visa so long as these requirements are met. So long as the employee is employed by the company there should be no need for renewal. Our goal is, as with all of our economic agreements, to support foreign investment and benefits while also expanding job opportunities and general well-being of the Bulgenstazi people. To apply, our requirements are simple, and there are a variety of locations where a plant or factory can be established to best suit the needs of the investor. Companies constructing in Bulgenstaz must meet the Foreign Business Health and Safety Terms, which are reduced compared to Bulgenstazi National Companies. Companies constructing in Bulgenstaz must meet the Foreign Business Waste Management Protocols, which allow for significantly reduced restrictions for up to five years. All foreign investments must primarily employ the Bulgenstazi people, the People's Economic Outreach Program describes this as 90% Bulgenstazi citizenry. Companies must comply with the Foreign Business Effective Tax Standard, which allows an initial grace period of five years before taxation will begin on your company. Our application is simple: 1. Name of company/companies 2. Planned production in factories/plants 3. Estimated native citizenry employed by company/companies 4. Estimated foreign imported workers 5. Ideal location/situation for the establishment of factories/plants 6. Additional details/specifications Many thanks from the Bulgenstazi Ministry of Foreign Endeavors. We hope to see your company benefiting from the Bulgenstazi "People's Economic Outreach Program" in the near future.
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    Home | Orioni | World | Business | Tech | Science | Culture | Health | Sports Safety first in e-scooter spat GRUIS -- Following two recent rider deaths, Gruis mayor Awidefale Rezovi has banned issuing permits to e-scooter companies. Ridership in Gruis is at an all-time high. The new legislation won’t extend to current permit holders but it will limit the number of e-scooters and electric bikes to less than 5.000. Advocates for alternative mobility rail against the city’s reliance on cars; they say that the deaths could have been avoided if the city had dedicated lanes for e-scooters. But the mayor's critics believe that the problem lies not with the vehicles but with the people riding them. From regularly discarding e-scooters to whizzing recklessly down the interstate highway, this bad behaviour extends from Ferrefaaierhafen to Tagmatika. Rezovis' ban, then, is a smart move to curb dangerous riding and a step towards safer scooting. Grindr Coffee workers treated inhumanely AISFELD, @Morheim -- Grindr Coffee workers have made numerous claims alleging poor working conditions in the Morheim Trade and Industry Zone (MTIZ). The accusations surfaced following a report by ex-employees who requested to remain anonymous. Roiters spoke to 12 employees of Grindr Coffee working at the MTIZ in Aisfeld. Complaints include supervisors' alleged withholding of pay for illness or yearly vacation, working outside of agreed hours and the retention of customer tips. A Grinder Coffee spokesperson said an objective examination would be started. Meanwhile, Grindr CEO Joe Khamsai spoke out on Wittier, saying: "Given these serious allegations, I have notified our partners that we will launch an independent audit into these internal HR matters."
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