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    Faster-than-light Redirected from "FTL". Faster-than-light travel or communication refers to the propagation of matter or information at speeds exceeding the speed of light in a vacuum. Across the galaxy, all known Type II civilisations possess means of FTL travel. Without FTL travel, interstellar travel is non-viable, since the travel time often exceeds an average life span. All hyperspacefaring species acquired their first FTL engine roughly simultaneously when FTL probes entered their home systems and rapidly decelerated close to their homeworlds. The discovery of FTL drives enabled spacefaring species to search for warp signatures, which quickly led to the first contact. The most common theory is that a technologically advanced form of life detected spacefaring species yet incapable of FTL travel and dispatched the probes as a gift. The origin of the FTL drives is yet unknown, however, there are efforts... Life in the universe The universe is populated by trillions of forms of life, physical entities that have biological processes, such as cell signalling and self-sustaining processes. Although most forms of life are incapable of higher forms of consciousness, there are several species known to be sapient. Life is most commonly found on planets, spacefaring vessels and habitats. Current forms of life are the result of millennia of evolution, a process of natural selection. Most scientists agree that life formed on several planets, most commonly the home planets of sapient species, from where it was spread to other planets and stellar systems. However, this theory is not undisputed. Although most species have radically different phenotypes, all known forms of life are carbon-based. Furthermore, their genetic material is encoded in deoxyribonucleic acid. Since this also includes all sapient forms of life, some speculate that all life in the universe originated from one planet, indicating that all currently known species are descendants of a common ancestor. This theory is called Panspermia and has yet to be proven... Radiant (astronomy) For other uses, see Radiant (disambiguation). In Pre-FTL ages, the radiant referred to a celestial point in the sky from which a meteor shower seemed to originate. Although meteorites seem to appear at random locations in the sky, tracing back the paths of two or more meteorites reveals that their paths converge. This point of convergence is called "radiant". Archaic civilisations used to name meteor showers after the constellations overlapping with the radiant. Over time, however, the meaning of the word shifted towards... ENCYCLOPEDIA GALACTICA* * All quotations from the ENCYCLOPEDIA GALACTICA here reproduced are taken from the 117th Edition published in 1020 F.E. by the Encyclopedia Galactica Publishing Co., Terminus, with permission of the publishers.
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    Eugenios followed Terix's lead and slowly sipped from his cup, less for the fact that he was particularly wanted a drink than to give himself pause for thought. He was much happier with coffee than the tea that pervaded the Megas Agios Basileia – it was a taste of foreign lands, rather than the relatively stilted and hidebound Arhomaneia. And Mauridivian coffee was perhaps considered amongst the best that could be got within Tagmatium. It was certainly prized more highly than a lot of the Europan equivalents. Perhaps that was merely because it came from further away. A limited cultural exchange... It would certainly be an interesting idea. Many countries did have cultural organisations in other nations, often working alongside diplomatic missions, to act in the way Praetor Terix was suggesting. However, Eugenios supposed, most other countries, the vaguely civilised ones that is, didn't have the same historical background as Rihannsu and Arhomaneia did. There were similar examples of countries possessing at least the same dynamic across the New World, although the complete lack of relations and determined ignoring between the two had no real parallel in any other nations. In all honestly, the Megas Logothetes suspected that it might be a bigger issue for the Rihannsu that the Arhomaioi. The Church would probably throw a bit of a hissy fit but that would likely be for appearances' sake more than actual dislike of Rihan or its people. After all, the threat of heretics and apostates was bigger than heathens – the former were twisting the teachings of Christ whilst the latter were just ignorant. And, Eugenios supposed, if any of the Tellosanoi were exposed to True Religion, then there was the chance that the Church might find converts amongst the otherwise-atheistic population of the Aurelian nation. Even if they had been at the forefront of the calls to annihilate the followers of Tellos in the past. “If not an embassy or a consulate, then of course we will still have to act in accordance to the diplomatic norms,” said Eugenios, putting down his coffee cup, finally. After taking a small sip, he had stared at the surface of the liquid, clearly contemplating the Praetor's words. “But I imagine that is something that you have considered, too. It would be far easier for it to be a true embassy but I appreciate that we must take small steps for the moment. As you say, we cannot ignore the history between our two nations, but that we also must not let it swallow us, either. This will be something that our nations will have to consider at a later date, until we have organised this cultural exchange that you suggest.” “And, as a foreign minister, I can only agree with what you say that this Suketh alignment says. And as a biased foreigner that might stand to gain prestige in the eyes of his own monarch if he is successful in the mission that he has been entrusted with, too,” the Megas Logothetes continued, with a degree of self-depreciating humour. The edge of humour disappeared and Eugenios' face became serious. “No country remains isolated without suffering for it, whether directly or indirectly – political and economic marginalisation are the result and this would basically be what amounts to self-harm. You have a continent spread before you, however, and friendly relationships further afield couldn't hurt, either. As your foreign intelligence services would have undoubtedly shown you, the continent of Europa is full of isolationist or collapsing nations and both Arhomaneia and Adaptus came out of recent periods of such; the world almost past us by. “Again, however, I'm not telling you anything that you don't already know or suspect, otherwise I would not be sat opposite you.” The flicker of a smile crossed the Arhomaios' lips, behind his neatly-groomed beard and moustache. He took up his cup again and drained it of coffee, leaving the last, bitter dregs at the bottom. Eugenios then sat forward in his chair. “I'm intrigued as to what form you envision this 'cultural exchange' to take. There have been, of course, international expositions in the past, although they have fallen out of favour in recent years. Do you have something like that in mind, but between our two countries? Or is it something more like nationally-sponsored package holidays?” The Megas Logothetes thought for a moment before continuing. “I apologise for sounding a bit flippant there, Praetor. I can see that almost any option that we table at the moment may well have its opponents and in virtually any form that it might take. Whilst I don't think that there are Arhomaioi that are quite so vehement in opposition to Rihan visiting their country as there are Rihannsu to Arhomaneia, there will be those who will be against in on religious grounds, or even on principal. Yours, after all, is regarded as a barbarian nation – and one whose people tried to instigate a rebellion in God's chosen nation. “Of course, you don't need the history lesson, but Rihan is the only nation in the world today to be able to say that. As you say, however, history is history – if the Megas Agios Basileia held a grudge against every nation that waged war on it or it waged war on, then there would be precious few other countries that we could do anything with.” The Arhomaios reached forward towards the coffee pot and poured himself another cup. Without looking up from the task, Eugenios continued talking. “Perhaps, to a greater or lesser extent, I am in a better situation that you are, Praetor, if you forgive me for being so bold. I will not have to convince an occasionally recalcitrant Senate of the worth of any re-opening of relations. I merely have to convince the Equal of the Apostles of it. And he is already quite certain that it is time for relations between our two nations to improve. Or, at least, move to the stage that we recognise each others right to exist.”
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    One more note, since there were some questions about the races on the discord: no "vanilla" humans please, this is far, far in the future if you use humans or a human-like species, they believe to have originated on their home world So to summarise, although this is a major plot element, whatever your species is, it is a far future descendant of earthborn life, it just doesn't know about it anymore.
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    Allright, the introduction is out. Now, y'all have some time to adapt to the setting, think about what you want your species to be like (this could and should be based on your current nation). Mind, that you can (and should :P) change the phenotype. It would be best if none used vanilla humans, for example, @Fulgistan could use some space commie gundam centaurs. The story will follow combined efforts of different species trying to find out where their FTL engines came from. Whether you want this to be a fleet of vessels, or just a small team of explorers, is up to you. Therefore, I'd like to know what you'd prefer. This will decide whether I will set things up for a large international conference, or whether the stage will be set for a small group of voyagers to meet and to go out on a journey. Naturally, feel free to give me feedback here.
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    Merged two threads because I forgot about this one, sorry, @Fulgistan. Anyhow, the following people expressed their interest in participating in this: Fulgers SSI @Rihan @Variota @Sancti Imperii Catholico @Girkmand @Kirvina In my opinion, the number of participants shouldn't exceed ten at most. Based on a Discord search, @Adaptus seemed to be interested as well. Might post the beginning of the RP soon.
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    PMN SUMMERIFELD ABBEY SERVICE FOR FALLEN SOLDIERS On Wednesday a service will be held for the four fallen soldiers killed in the attack on an AA held encampment. The service will be attended by King George with Queen Jane, along side his Alenveilian counterpart, King La Pollo and the regions heads of government. The service will be broadcast live on PBC One from 1:25, juat after The Sandringham Show.
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    Hello again! It's nice to see an old face drop by. It sounds like life has been pretty damn busy for you over the last few years!
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    Home | Tech | Science | Business | Entertainment | Lifestyle Government legalises sale of lab-grown meat There are two main reasons for people to go vegetarian or even vegan in today's day and age. Either they are opponents of animals suffering, or they want to protest against the large ecological impact of large-scale cattle farms, or both. Cell culture meat promise to end both of those problems at once. Now, it can legally be sold. By Rana Sumishī07 January 2019 Lab-grown meat is a cleaner alternative to CO2-intensive classical forms of farming Over the course of the last few years, scientists around the world worked hard on creating edible and tasty test tube meat for various reasons, the most important one being the ecological impact of cow farms, as about ten percent of global CO2 emissions originate from a cow's bum. Naturally, scientists from the Sunset Sea Islands were at the forefront of these efforts. However, as the technology to grow meat in-vitro evolves, national legislation often lags behind. Today, however, the government of the Radiant Republic of the Sunset Sea Islands passed new legislation that allows shops to distribute petri dish meat to the public. The legalisation of lab-grown meat could have wide-spread effects on the population, as vegetarians now have the possibility to eat meat that was produced without animal suffering and carnivores can satisfy their hunger for animal products without straining the environment. In the future, so the scientists say, it might even be possible to switch to cell culture meat entirely. "Last year, we've seen the advent of the first vertical farms. The same could be done with petri dish meat. By continuing to work on this project, we have a chance of not only saving the environment, but also of ending world hunger." a representative explains. "First, however, we still have a bit of work to do on the taste." The finest cell-culture steak the Radiant Republic currently has to offer can be purchased at Yuyake 101's panoramic restaurant for 40 Sols.
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    Name of Company:- International Weapon and Machining Works Incorporated Type of Business: - The primary function of the holding company is weapons manufacturing, but it also consists of divisions based on metal manufacturing, civil construction, plastics and various automation systems. Nation of Origin:- Girk, the Federal Republic of Girkmand. What is to be manufactured at MTIZ? Understanding the importance of upholding international peace and law, Girkmandian weapons manufacturing is exclusively domestic; as such, only sub-departments dedicated to civilian metal manufacturing, plastics and automation systems will be transferred to the MTIZ. Number of Workers to be recruited locally:- 1,900 low-skill manual labor positions, 90 of which are reserved for low-to-mid level local management staff recruited from the worker pool. Number of visiting workers to be based there: 227, including executive- and senior staff for factory management and training.
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    PMN BREAKING NEWS MILITARY TAKE AA ENCAMPMENT After a long day of fighting and an eventual airstrike the AA’s Berkton encampment has been taken by military forces. The Ministry of Defence has stated that 19 AA terrorists were killed in the battle, along with 43 taken prisoner. Unfortunately 4 PyeMcGowian Soldiers were killed during the chaos and after the 4th the operation commander called in an airstrike from the PNS Malcolm (One of PyeMcGowan’s Aircraft carriers in the Auraid bay) the airstrike was the final blow to the base’s defences allowing military vehichles to enter. The Prime Minister announced that a majority of the army’s budget will be spent on the destruction of the AA, and futher amounts will be spent in other branches of the military. In other News PMS TYLLUAN LAUNCHED. After a long construction process, PyeMcGowan’s flagship aircraft carrier has been launched from Dawson Shipyard. The launch was supposed to take place yesterday, but was deleyed due to a security issue. The new city at sea contains a corner shop, palace class admirals quaters and an international airport class airtraffic control tower, rivaling even Charleston. The ship went over budget by 1.2 Billion Auraids, adding to the total cost of 12.6 Billion, most of the navy’s budget until mid 2020. Billsburys goes bust. The supermarket chain Billsburys has been losing money for the last decade and finally its dominence over the budget food sector has come to an end as the company sells its last few branches to United Retail’s Uniton’s as it struggles to leave its mountains of debt. So far 11,450 people have lost their jobs and a futher 5,000 are excpected before Autumn. Snow storms batter north and east. As Mid winter has approached the snow has got heavier and heavier, so much so that a Dunder oil pump is barely visable under the snow north if Hagren. And Wendover hasnt been left either. The famous Jenkins manor had to be evacuated by the second floor as snow punched through the lower windows, and unfortunately one person died as they were trapped whilst trying to use the furnace. The Emergency services have asked people to stay calm and if snow reaches above your waist, please resort to a an upper floor with food and warmth. If you are in an emergency please dial 1500 and state snow emergency. From there a specialist team will either escort you to a shelter or provide you with the necissary equipment to stay home.
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    Map: https://i.imgur.com/FyZIJ7y.png Added: @Tikva in West-Alharu, with 4 cities Edited: Removed 1 city for @Rihan Added 6 cities for @Alenveil Moved 1 city for @Bulgenstaz Added 2 cities for @PyeMcGowan (I couldn't properly fit the city Nova Marina in there)
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    "I do not expect the Empire to completely wipe away history and assume that all is well - that the history of the past was nothing more than an illusion. I think it is fair to say that we both recognize that the events that transpired were from a period of time that both my own people were still developing their actual place in the universe and the ongoing orientation of Tagmatika moving forward from the ashes of the Aroman Empire of Old. We were nothing but one of the hundreds of warring peoples from the Central Europan Steppe only to be pushed into the West by other likeminded peoples. Even under the Tagmatine Emperors, and with our past arrangement, it was still foreign." "But history is history, and we must respect it. Even in the worst of events," he paused. "It is the same history that we meet under. Right now, as you've mentioned, we meet removed from others. I did this not to admit guilt nor force you to do so to save face, but because there are genuine concerns. The passage of time is vast. Many a noble lineage here harken back to the days of the Departure, some even further back to the very earliest of recorded days. However, the Rihannsu may long memories and hold vendettas against their fellow aristocrats when it suits their interests, they know the world is changing. I know it is too." "The road will be long," he lamented. "I do not expect the climb to be easy or without setbacks but I firmly believe, and there are others in the Senate, namely those who subscribe to the Suketh alignment, who believe we must shed away some of the paranoia and stigmatism of foreigners and embrace international cooperation. While I may not agree with them on some of their values, I do share their concern when it comes to the Republic's relationship with the global community. We cannot remain isolated. Nor remain isolated and brood." Mathon, a man with a longstanding career in the navy, was saying things that many Jaridan or Jol Tan aligned senators would utter. "I asked for the secrecy of this meeting because I want this effort to succeed over the long-term through measured, cautious movement that can be undertaken without prescription of causing headaches for either of us." Terix imagined they were speaking on the same level but even he was being careful with Arhomaneiahis words around Eugenios. He picked up the coffee pot that was at the center of the table and poured himself another cup, took a sip and continued on. "I fundamentally believe there is a way to move our shared history in a positive direction, setting us both up a better future," he adjusted himself in his curule chair, put down his cup. "Perhaps not a formal embassy nor consulate - the establishment of diplomatic missions both here in Rihan and Tagmatium, led by representatives deemed acceptable to each party." "Beyond that," he started, "to begin healing, we must learn from each other, break down barriers and stigmas." He wasn't so sure the Tagmatine Minister would go along with his next suggestion but he decided to take a step forward. "Perhaps," pausing, "a limited cultural exchange could be arranged to test the waters and if successful, a larger 'opening' for more from each people a chance to see the wonders of Tagmatium and the mystery of Rihan."
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    The meal was as delicious as the Praetor had suggested, if a little odd on Goulielmos' palate. The dishes were unfamiliar, as could be expected for a country so far away. Fleetingly, the Tagmatine had wondered if the Rihannsu would pull the old trick of giving the foreigner something like sheep's eyeballs to see what they could get him to eat. But this wasn't a public arena and if Terix was doing that, then it would display him as an odd sort of sadist. Which he clearly wasn't, as Goulielmos' hosts had gone to the trouble of preparing the odd item that he would find familiar, demonstrating that the Rihannsu were keen on operating in good faith. At least at the moment. “It was a very fine meal, Praetor,” said Eugenios, although after the long flight and the lengthy car journey, he'd probably have eaten almost anything put before him. As Terix rose to his feet, Eugenios did the same and obediently followed the Rihannsu as he led the way. He noticed that his bodyguards were still around and he gave them a nod of greeting as he passed them. Not that either would acknowledge it, impassive in their blank helmets. The Megas Logothetes always felt it to be proper to be polite to them, at the very least. They weren't living furniture, after all, and they were charged with defending his life. The works of art that Terix took him past were impressive, although the Megas Logothetes was no art historian but he could certainly appreciate that he was seeing something that no other Tagmatine had done before. There would be many in Arhomaneia who would kill to be able to look at them and, if all went well, perhaps they might be able to look upon ones similar. And the books... All of the copies of the Na Temyytaera that the Tagmatines had got their hands on eight hundred years ago had been burned and those that possessed them imprisoned or hanged. There was supposedly one copy was locked up within the bowels of the Megale Ekklesia, the Great Church, in Tagmatika, along with a great many other heretical books, although a layman like Eugenios wasn't aware of that. The Megas Logothetes wasn't disappointed when Terix cut their sightseeing short – after all, they had business to get down to. He made a mental note to see if the Rihannsu would allow him to take a copy of at least the D'hwael back with him. Taking a copy of a book considered to be heretical would be pretty much a bad idea. The Church would bow to pragmatism when it came to the Megas Agios Basileos opening relations with a group it branded as heretics – after all, most other Christian states were basically heretics, too. But effectively smuggling a banned text into Tagmatium would likely be a step too far. The walk through the rest of the palace was equally illuminating. Like Arhomaneia, but not. The Tagmatine wondered whether style was a conscious decision on the part of the Rihannsu, invoking a lost homeland and a future path that was now out of reach, or just an echo of folk memories. He decided to keep that musing train of thought to himself, in fear of offending Terix. The Praetor seemed reasonable and remarkably open-minded, from what Eugenios had seen so far, but the Tagmatine did not intend to push his host. The guards that had been following them at a discrete distance halted behind them at the next doorway as the Praetor led the Megas Logothetes into the lounge. The Ikanatos and the Arkhontogennhemates would have stories to tell to their comrades once they were back in Tagmatium. Terix and Eugenios lowered themselves into the chairs and the remaining servants cleared from the room. To business at last thought Eugenios, although not rudely. He picked up his coffee and took a small sip, just to wet his mouth. Terix's comment that the whole of his nation's mentality needed to shift, even with the caveat, was very intriguing. Like many other nations, the Rihan Republic had been isolationist until, well, the last few months. On the face of it, if Tagmatium had not the shared history with the Rihannsu, then the Megas Logothetes doubted that they would be having this meeting – his nation just would not really have been interested. It would be going as with the Aluxians and a dozen or so others; a tentative greeting, the exchange of diplomatic missions and going with the flow from there, or perhaps nothing more. “I would not have thought that we were going to have anything other than a serious discussion,” replied the Tagmatine, again with a slight smile. “Praetor, that we are sat here like this demonstrates that this is about as far from a traditional diplomatic approach as possible. I cannot talk about blank slates. My nation and yours let the weight of history press on them far too much for that. I won't say that that is a bad thing, either. It keeps both Rihan and Arhomaneia grounded in a way that others are not. And people nurse grudges. From what I have been told by Pranana, some within your aristocracy and Senate would be offended by my mere presence and I do not doubt that there would be those within the more conservative parts of the Megas Agios Basileia that would be equally disturbed by a government official visiting Tagmatium.” He smiled slightly again, heralding another weak joke. “Perhaps by being so clandestine, we make it look as if we're guilty of something when we are not. “I said we cannot talk about blank slates in terms of the past but I will say that we have been given the chance of a blank slate for the future, a better one than most other countries have. Our nations have a connection, whilst built on a shameful past, that allows us to have a better idea of each other. The Agios Basilikon Kounsistorion wishes to reach out to Rihan, perhaps even to eventually to... well, apologise for its past actions.”
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    Dinner was served: Checca stew, Osol fish, and wild Hlai. Both men were given a vintage Kavit, a smooth wine produced in Rihan on the Praetor's own private lands and had gained further popularity abroad. To conclude, a sweet Sesketh cake was presented. He could tell his guest was largely satisfied with the meal if not still getting around the relatively foreign menu. To not completely mess with his Tagmatine palette, fine pastries from his homeland were baked to accompany their meeting. How they had received the recipes for the delicacies, let alone the more 'unique' ingredients had come through the Trading Corporation by way of an independent merchant who regularly traveled throughout the Ragos Sea in Europa. Senator Pranana had also joined them. Their meals were being taken away, "I hope you enjoyed it," Mathon said as one of his attendants approached. "Daise, I have prepared the pastries and coffee for you and the Tagmatine Minister on the second floor Vathua overlooking the view of the Tor'ren Falls." Terix nodded to him. "Thank you, you are excused," he began to get up, as was his guest. "We will take the long way round to the opposite staircase," he said, a pair of Praetorians and the Tagmatines' guards had taken up their position. Although they were within the confines of the Palace, it was still standard procedure when a foreign guest was present for the protective units to be with their persons when moving from room to room. They proceeded to leave the dining hall and into one of the hallways. Tevus excused himself, allowing the Praetor to meet with the Tagmatine one-on-one. He himself had a busy day tomorrow involving his guest and so decided to go to bed early. He was aware of what Terix was going to discuss with him. Both men passed by walls dressed in tapestries, hundred-year-old pieces of artwork, and elegant statues, including those from the very early days of Rihannsu habitation. They would walk by dozens of these works until Terix stopped him in front of a locked, glass casing. Inside was one of only four remaining copies of the original Na Temyytæra ('The Departure) written by one of Tellius' closest friends outlining their reasons for their disagreements with the Tagmatines those hundreds of years ago and what lead to their flight. Beside it was an equally as old tome: D'hwæl (Great Journey), the comprehensive twenty-year period in which the Rihannsu sailed from Europa, across the Adlantic - then known as the Great Ocean - and along the shores of the New World, including chapters on the peoples they met, interacted with, and at times, fought with. It was perhaps one of the most important literary works ever written besides the Bible, the Rihan Republic's constitution, the D'Vatta (Great Document), and an assortment of stories by authors of renown. "You are the first Tagmatine in five hundred or more years to gaze upon these tomes. I am sure you and others would be quite intrigued by their contents," he said. "But enough sightseeing, we have much to talk about," he finished. Goulielmos and Terix ascended the marble staircase at the back of the palace and entered the lavish lounge. The guards, from both men, took up their positions on either side of the double doors. Inside the room, as promised, the coffee and the pastries were on a table. Two comfortable curule chairs, in the same style as those, sat upon by members of the Continuing Committee in the Senate chamber, were prepared with soft cushions. It was quite dark outside but the moon shone brightly in the night sky, illuminating the cascading waterfall just beyond the Palace. The Tor'ren River, a waterway that fed into the larger Sherdek River, could be heard faintly. All was peaceful. Terix entered the room first and saw the attendant. "You are dismissed. I shall call for you when I need you," he instructed. The humble man excused himself and left out a side door. They got seated as Terix poured himself and his guest a cup of coffee. "I am sure you will find this quite familiar, fine coffee from Mauridiviah," he commented as he finished and got comfortable in his seat. "I am sure you've had enough of us trying to boost our egos and I certainly didn't invite you to just gaze upon our beautiful land or to enjoy a meal. No, no," he paused, "I instructed Pranana to convey my original message because I wanted to talk with you, seriously." He took a sip of his coffee, "It has been over six-hundred years since there was a proper meeting between either one of our people. And mind you, as we both are aware of our joint history, it wasn't a pleasant one. But," he was being cautious with his words, "it is time to talk once more. I do not expect this meeting to be easy, for it was, neither of us would be talking - and this conversation would have simply remained between two low-level members of our diplomatic staffs and perhaps we'd hear about if the information was intrigued enough for our attention." He took another sip of his coffee. "As with the change of the world, so do the complications of interactions between peoples. The Republic cannot maintain its traditional approach to diplomacy. Along with our whole mentality must shift. Within reason."
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    Smiling slightly, more to himself than Pranana, Goulielmos nodded at the Senator's comment of the rolling plains of grain and the fruitful olive trees. It was definitely a very pretty view and clearly tailored to give him and his small entourage a certain impression about Rihan. The Megas Logothetes could not fault it. It was as much a propagandistic display as being given a tour around busy factories or the bustling heart of a city. He would have done exactly the same in the Senator's shoes. And, considering Tagmatium's climate and preferred foods, it would have likely been almost exactly the same view, too. Although he might have chosen to have agricultural machinery rather than people in the fields but the effective would have been the same. The Tagmatine minister looked out of the corner of his eye at the AND agent – she was discretely taking notes on what the Senator was saying about the Rihannsu agricultural ministry. And, likely, the amount of people working in the fields. They were probably slaves, after all. Eugenios couldn't stop the intelligence agent from reporting that to her superiors, sadly. He guessed that slavery would become a stumbling block in the future. The journey continued to be very picturesque and Eugenios knew that he would definitely regret not being able to take any images of it home to his family. They would have loved to have seen this. Perhaps if relations between the Republic and the Megas Agios Basileia were to properly become normalised, he and Pranana would be able to have an official meeting. They could go through these motions again and Goulielmos would probably have to have acting lessons in order to maintain a convincing look of amazement at the vistas for the cameras that would undoubtedly follow the first official historic meeting between the two nations. “The view is certainly incredibly beautiful, Senator,” said the Tagmatine. He wondered if he could detect a slight hint of something to Pranana's words. Triumph, perhaps? Maybe a touch of accusation – Just think of what we could have achieved if we had stayed. It did seem that the Tellosanoi had achieved much since the Departure and they likely would not have been given the same level of freedom with they had remained within Arhomaneia. Likely, they would have had to have kept to the lands allotted to them by the Agios Basilikon Kounsistorion, or even have been moved internally to an area thought to be at threat from barbarian invasion. Best not to mention that sort of thing. It' would be very undiplomatic to do so. The eagles were a great touch. If Eugenios was as cynical as Honorios Kontarian, the Megas Logothetes for War and his good friend, he might have suggested that they had been purposefully released in order to provide for this moment, as this sort of diplomacy was as much about theatrics as it was anything else. Having to try to herd some leopards into the right place would be a nightmare. And the Tagmatine didn't really like them, nasty bitey things that did kill more than a handful of people every year. The Rihannsu probably didn't have that problem with eagles. The sun was beginning to set as the cars drew up to the Praetor's palace and the Megas Logothetes remembered that Pranana had specifically mentioned the beauty of the sunsets in this part of the Republic. The building was awe-inspiring, a suitable home for the proud leader of a nation. The thought of how many Praetors had met their end here flashed through Eugenios' head and he suppressed it. If word of his own visit got out, then he hoped he wouldn't go the same way. Two bodyguards with just ceremonial, if completely functional, swords would not make much of an impact. What definitely did make an impact was the honour guard that stood at the ready at the bottom of the staircase. Horns blared, announcing the presence of the Praetor himself. Eugenios stood straighter and brushed the sides of his suit down, hoping that it was not too creased from sitting in the car from the airport. He gave the Praetor the half-bow and straightened up before speaking. “Praetor Terix, I am honoured to be here and representing Arhomaneia.The Agios Basileos kai Autokrator himself sends his greeting and hopes to one day meet with you in person.” He gave Terix a polite smile. “The flight was fine, Praetor, the best that could be hoped for for such a long journey,” said Goulielmos. He didn't really like using Common, although he was fluent in it. The arrogance that came naturally to every inhabitant of the country that styled itself as the centre of civilisation was offended by the fact that its language was not the one of diplomacy. “The journey to your home was, frankly, magnificent.” He wasn't lying. Even it had been carefully scripted, as the Megas Logothetes imagined it was, it was very artfully done and it did nothing to take away from the beauty of it. “I will pray that one day soon, you'll be able to visit Tagmatium and see sights that will make a similar impact on you as your nation has had on me.” Doing as Terix gestured, Goulielmos followed him to the viewing platform and looked towards the west. Both men were silent for the next ten minutes as the sun sank below the horizon. It was as breathtaking a sight as both Pranana and the Praetor had suggested. Neither had really got across how beautiful it was and the fact that this was the first sunset the Tagmatine had seen south of the equator, on a continent he had never stepped foot on before, added to the occasion. He could see why Terix would want to stop and set aside the cares of running a country for a brief moment, when this was what could be seen. Few aspects of politics could be as rewarding as just watching the sun slip out of sight. The mention of food made the Megas Logothetes realise how hungry he was and he did hope that talk of politics could be set aside until after the meal, but that was unlikely. Again, Eugenios followed the Praetor into the palace itself. “If the food that your cooks have prepared is just a fraction as good as that sunset then I will be very impressed.”
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    PNN BREAKING NEWS 45 DEAD AFTER ANDERSONIAN ATTACK ON PRESS CONFERENCE Yesterday at 8 PM the police and PTS (PyeMcGowian Trade Security) held a press conference as a cargo ship was being held hostage for its gold. As they began speaking about the payment to the terrorists, a lone bomber holding what seamed to be camera equipment for PMN Cristineese, shouted ARM ANDIRSWN and detonated his explosives. 45 members of the Police and PTS Command, along with News reporters and maintenance staff were killed in the blast. The identity of the bomber is still unknown to the public. The payment of gold that was supposed to leave Stamstead Airport was cancelled, and later on the marine corps was called to take back the ship. The town of Derdwr, a stronghold for the AA group has been put under martial law, as the residents attempted to take control of the local police station and the domestic airport. The police has advised all citizens of PyeMcGowan and it’s neighbors to stay vigilant, and call 1500-454-221 if you spot anything suspicious.
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    PNN BREAKING NEWS TRADE SHIP HELD HOSTAGE LEFTERSON PORT, CHARLESTON LIVE BROADCAST Good Evening I’m Timothy Sernensen Today at 7:50, a ship owned by Mercator Trade refuesed to awknoladge any calls from the port administration. Ten miniutes later a Port Police Officer was held at gunpoint and was forced to jump into the icy winter Charlesburg River by a group called Anybyniaet Andirswn. Security Forces were immediately called to the scene, where they surrounded the ship with police vessels and even a Svermark class destroyer was parked in the harbor. So why have the authorities taken this incident so seriously? Well one reason, obviously, is that they are holding most of the crew hostage, and another is that the ship is holding an unspecified amount of gold which was supposed to be sold to an unknown Country in the Mediargic. So far the police has only stated that there are 22 crew members left on the ship, with 8 having escaped earlier via speedboat. It is still unknown wheather they have reached the gold in the hold of the ship. Now I will pass over to our Anderson correspondent, Caroline McGuffin ——— Thanks Tim, Anibyniaet Andirswn is a sepretist Organisation founded in 1988 following the Andersonian Cultural revival. It’s leader Cernwen Schliffengas states that the PyeMcGowian invaders have long underfunded Anderson and have covered up the hate crimes committed against the Andersonian populace. Despite Anderson being the 3rd most funded per capita state, and having one of the lowest hate crime rates in the nation. The story of Andersonian independence starts in 18———Sorry Caroline, but I’m going to have to cut you there, as you can see behind me, 10 hostages have been released and are being slowly transported along the bridge, I’m being told that there is a press conference being held by the police currently, let’s see if we can listen in ——— Good Evening, I am Police Captain John Henry, After an hour of negotiations, we have agreed that a sum of an estimated 1000 oz of gold will be delivered to Stamstad Airport, where an Andersonian plane will deliver it to a separatist encampment. We can assure these separatists that we are not currently tracking the aircraft and the transponder is disabled along with other tracking equipment. Here to my right is Emily Harris, Deputy Director of PyeMcGowian Trade Security. —Thank you Captain Henry, I have recently been on the phone with the Prime Minister and the Director of the PTS, and we are fairly certain that we should recieve the crew members within the next 10 hours following the payment. If the captors aboard the vessel does not comply then we may have no choice but to send some elite forces to rescue the hostages. As I’ve said countless times, paying them is a risky move and has spent a portion of the Department’s budget and as far as I can see, Well we have n— ARM AINDIRSWM!_XXCAMERA-5-4-6STATUS_OFFLINE][][][SEARCHING FOR SIGNALS...SIGNAL SEARCH_FAILED— Oh my god... William what just happened? Ok we are going to cut to an advertisement break.
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