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From the Office of the Foreign Minister

To: The Tagmatine Imperial Court, Tagmatika

RE: Reopen Diplomatic Relations 

The Senate and People of Rihan, as you are no doubt aware, made a proclamation to emerge from a period of isolation. We Rihannsu were once a client people of the Empire until we had our differences that resulted in our self-imposed exile. That was hundreds of years ago and both our peoples have come far since that moment in time. In the spirit of goodwill, the Praetor and I have discussed at length over the last two weeks about the pros and cons of restarting, to some level, diplomatic relations with our former overlords.

There are many senators who would wish to have nothing to do with the Tagmatines but the two of us believe that now is the time that we can come to some consensus that will benefit both our peoples. In the interest of preventing conflict here in Rihan, we should undertake these discussions with the utmost secrecy. As I have been appointed to act on behalf of the Praetor and by extension, the Senate and People, I formally wish to convey that I would like these conversations to occur. If similar sentiment is the case in the Empire, then we can move on from there.

Best regards,

Tevus Pranara

Foreign Minister and Senator

(For: @Tagmatium Rules)

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From the Office of the Foreign Minister

To: Emperor Valentino, the Republic of Asgeirria 

RE: State Visit and Private Deliberations on Aurelian Matters

 As I have been empowered by the Senate and People, I have been given the responsibility of acting as the intermediary on all matters pertaining to foreign affairs, reporting to both my colleagues in the Senate and the Praetor. He has instructed me that he would wish to invite you for a state visit and a private meeting between the two of you concerning Aurelian issues of import. The Asgeirrian and Rihannsu people have maintained a mostly cordial relationship over most of the Republic's life and it is the intention of the Praetor to potentially evolve this partnership further. He hopes you will accept his invitation. If so, we make the appropriate arrangements for his arrival in Dartha.

Best regards,

Tevus Pranara

Foreign Minister and Senator

(For: @Asgeirria)

 

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To: Tevus Pranara, FM/S

From: John Valentino

Good fortune, friend. I am delighted to accept your hospitality under the guise of good keeping between our two glorious Republics. I will arrive via sea with a small retinue; it has been too long since I've visited the lovely shores of your nation. From there, I will leave matters of transport and entertainment in your capable hands. I have high hopes for the blossoming friendship of nations that we share.

All the best,

John Valentino

Imperator et Praeses

Keeper of Man

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From the Office of the Foreign Minister

To: Emperor Valentino, Republic of Asgeirria

RE: Official Visit to the Rihan Republic

I have conveyed your acceptance to Praetor Terix and he is looking forward to your vessel's arrival in Dartha's Harbor of Oreta in a week's time. The Praetor's advisor, Miral Avelik, has been notified and he will immediately begin making preparations for the banquet that will be held in your honor, your Praetorian Guard escort, your accommodations at the Praetor's Palace, your observation (and potential address) to the Senate, and other aspects of your visit in our glorious capital. If there is anything you need taken care of before your departure from Asgeirria, feel free to contact Avelik.

Best regards,

Tevus Pranana

Foreign Minister and Senator

(For @Asgeirria)

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To: Tevus Pranara, Senator and Foreign Minister of the Republic of Rihan

From: the Agios Basilikon Kounsistorion of the Megas Agios Basileia Arhomanion

Re: Reopening of Relations

Endoxos (Vir Gloriosus) Pranara,

Ahromaneia has indeed seen that your honoured republic has started to end its self-imposed isolation. This is something that the Agios Basilikon Kounsistorion can only welcome. The world has indeed changed significantly since our two honoured nations interacted at any level, and Tagmatium is ready and willing to accept the Rihannsu as standing proud amongst the brotherhood of nations that populate Eurth.

The actions that the Megas Agios Basileia took against the Rihannsu in the past would now be frowned upon by any truly civilised nation of the world. The oppression of a people, purely for their religious beliefs, is a course of action that Tagmatium would now no longer take – especially as we stand up for peoples across the world who suffer under similar threats. Such actions are now realised to be utterly displeasing to God and no true Christian nation will ever behave in such a manner. If the People and Senate of Rihan are willing to look beyond these actions, centuries ago that they now are, the Tagmatine people would be ready to extend the hand of friendship towards them.

In order to forestall any conflict that may shake your nation if word got out, the Agios Basilikon Kounsistorion will keep your suggestion of talks secret, only known to the highest level of government. This would be myself, the Agios Basileos and a handful of trusted advisors and officials of the Tagmatine government – all known for their discretion. It is appreciated by myself and His Majesty, Kommodos III, that the past behaviour of Tagmatium and the suffering that your people endured may still yet colour perceptions of Ahromaneia. We do not want any leaks scuppering any talks before they have even started. Or at any stage, I hasten to add.

May God grant you and your nation the peace and respect that you deserve,

Eugenios Goulielmos,

Megas Logothetes

of the

Logothesion of Foreign Affairs

of the

Megas Agios Basileia Arhomanion

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From the Office of the Foreign Minister

To: The Agios Basilikon Kounsistorion of the Megas Agios Basileia Arhomanion

From: Tevus Pranara, Senator and Foreign Minister of the Republic of Rihan

Re: Reopening of Relations

I believe we can affirm that the actions that led to our departure from the Tagmatine Empire centuries ago are just that, history and that we can move forward in recognizing that it happened and that times have since changed, and with change, warrants forgiveness. Seeing as the Empire also sees eye-to-eye with us on this matter, it is fair to say that the climate exists for our intended secret deliberations to go forward. Let us proceed. As I have made clear in the previous communique, these talks must be undertaken with the utmost secrecy and the list of individuals you listed in the last letter is sufficient for comfort. We recommend that the conversation occurs at the Praetor's summer residence in the Valley of Chula outside the capital, far away from the eyes of the Senate and the politically devious in Dartha. We look forward to your response.

(For @Tagmatium Rules)

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To: Tevus Pranara, Senator and Foreign Minister of the Republic of Rihan

From: the Agios Basilikon Kounsistorion of the Megas Agios Basileia ton Arhomanion

Re: Reopening of Relations

Endoxos Pranara,

It pleases God that your honoured nation is equally committed to seeing that past mistakes remain consigned to the annals of history. Closer relations between our two glorious nations will undoubtedly set in motion a new wave of peace and prosperity for both our peoples.

As you have emphasised, the Agios Basilikon Kounsistorion knows that these talks must remain secret, in fear of word getting out. As such, I myself will be attending these talks, as a sign of good faith and a display of how much Tagmatium values the start of a better relationship between our nations. I am a high profile member of the Tagmatine government and at first it was considered that it might be better to dispatch someone who is not quite so well known. However, it was then thought that this could be construed as a dig at the dignity of the Rihannsu, even though it could not be further from the truth.

Instead, it is felt that a visit by a Megas Logothetes of Arhomaneia shows how much we value this clean break with the past. Perhaps in the future, the Rihannsu might be able to welcome a state visit by the Leader of the Free World, the Agios Basileos kai Autokrator Arhomanion himself. Or, indeed, a state visit by the leaders of the Republic to Tagmatium, in order to show that we are not the oppressors that we once were.

Of course, this is not set in stone. If you feel that my presence would put at risk the levels of secrecy that are necessary for these talks, then I will approach his Imperial Majesty with any changes that you might deem a better course of action.

May God and His saints guide our nations to a brighter future,

Eugenios Goulielmos,

Megas Logothetes

of the

Logothesion of Foreign Affairs

of the

Megas Agios Basileia ton Arhomanion

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From the Office of the Foreign Minister

To: The Agios Basilikon Kounsistorion of the Megas Agios Basileia Arhomanion

From: Tevus Pranara, Senator and Foreign Minister of the Republic of Rihan

Re: Reopening of Relations

Your presence at the table in these most critical of discussions will be vital to their success. Fortunately, many members of the Senate are not completely versed in the Tagmatine Imperial Government structure, particularly the one now that it was when we left. You are welcome to bring whatever staff you feel is needed to accompany you. We will relay to your staff all the information concerning the arrangement for the upcoming visit including clearance over Rihannsu airspace. To ensure the secrecy of this meeting, you will fly into one of the air force bases and not through Dartha's international airport.

If these discussions end the way I expect they will, then a state visit either the Emperor himself to Rihan or our Praetor vice versa, is certainly possible.

If there are no further issues, the Praetor and myself look forward to meeting you in person in the very near future.

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From the Office of the Foreign Minister

President Alvaro Tartigalone,

I have been following events in Alenveil extensively through the news and my Derthaler counterpart has spoken considerably at length, all positive, concerning your nation. I would like to invite my counterpart from your nation to come to Dartha to speak with me on a matter of great importance to the long-term partnership between our two states. Due to the sensitivity of these discussions, it is imperative that there is no public record of your representative's visit to the Republic. The nature of these talks will, in due time, be pronounced to the global community.

Sincerely,

Tevus Pranana

Senator and Foreign Minister

(For @Alenveil

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From the Alenian Oval Office,

Senator Pranana,

I thank both of you sincerely for showing concern for our nation. Unfortunately, because of our peaceful nature in past conflicts as well as the major casualties from the past, it may be difficult to convince King La Pollo to engage in diplomatic affairs. However, I will try my best. I believe this will be a great thing for all of us to accomplish. As for the no public record, that will be easy. We'll need to block off a bit of the press from the Sarbo Palace, but we could accomplish this. I am determined that this will be an age of peace between us. I hope to hear from you soon.

Sincerely,

Alvaro Tartaglione

President

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President Alvaro Tartaglione,

Excellent. I never suspect diplomacy is easy - it's always a challenge - but when a fair deal is reached, all come away pleased and glad that the conversation had occurred. Unless someone is insulted. I absolutely believe the deliberations will be a positive experience for both of us. I am personally occupied but I shall be dispatching my official second-in-command, Nevo Dansus, will en route to Sarbo first thing in the morning.

Sincerely,

Tevus Pranana

Senator and Foreign Minister

(For @Alenveil)

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Premier Lei-jon Afari,

My contacts in Argis have informed me of the extensive activities occurring in Sylvet recently and it was brought upon me that neither of our nations has engaged in any level of high-level discussions beyond traditional recognition. I am formally inviting my Sylvet counterpart to meet with me here in Dartha at their earliest convenience to converse on matters of great importance that will define the long-term relationship between us. Because of the seriousness of the topics to be discussed, there must be no publicity until the right time. I hope you will respond positively in the near future and I am looking forward to the conversation. I am optimistic that we will have a great partnership, both now, and in the coming weeks, months, and years ahead.

Sincerely,

Tevus Pranana

Senator and Foreign Minister

(For @Sylvet)

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Premier's Office, Villau d'Aurumare

To Senator and Foreign Minister Pranana,

We have read your previous correspondence and discussed the matter at length. I agree that this diplomatic meeting would be beneficial to both our nations' futures, and Minister of Foreign Affairs Carlos Filipe will be dispatched to Dartha post-haste, if all goes well. There will be no publicity; we have not announced anything to anyone. I look forward to a prosperous future for both our nations.

Sincerely,

Lei-jon Afari, Premier

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From the Office of the Foreign Minister

Premier Lei-jon Afari,

I am glad to hear that you've received my last communique. Equally important that you and your colleagues have positively responded to it with the dispatch of your emissary to Dartha. I look forward to sitting down with Foreign Affairs Carlos Filipe when he arrives in the near future. As I mentioned before, I am confident that our friendship will grow as a result of the upcoming deliberations.

Sincerely,

Tevus Pranana

Senator and Foreign Minister

(For @Sylvet)

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      The General Morror Kassus felt far more at home than either of the two scheming senators, the medals dangling off of his burly chest earning him many looks of admiration from the throng. It seemed almost to direct him, effortlessly and with many waves and raises of drinks, to the group of generals and admirals seated around a large table, drinking and speaking of their old tours of duty. Here there was no apparent leader, but several people spoke out to welcome him. “Come sit, fellow!” “There’s plenty’a space for ya’!” “Get this man a drink!” A similar hearty welcome was given to his second-in-command, who was sat quite comfortably right next to him. The two of them had full plates and drink slid in front of them, at which point a man bereft of his coat and vest but not his admiral’s cap raised his glass in toast. “To the Rihannsu!” The table raised their glasses in turn and belted out the same cheer. He turned to the pair with a smile. “Ah! So you’ve come to escape the papers and legalese of that crowd as well, I hope. Well, there are more military matters than we can count to speak of, so make yourself right at home. Including how our League is going to manage any shared military business.” He chuckled. “Word’s goin’ round that the Kirvinska navy’s boutta’ double, right boys?” The table gave another chuckle, though quite soft and reserved… but the man’s grin stayed. “Anything the Rihannsu are looking for, any aid you need, any advisors you need, allow me to proffer my services first by saying that we will almost certainly be ready to provide. A storm’s brewing on your eastern border, friend- who knows what lies In the Shadows?”
       
      The Shffahkian President had about as easy a time as Terix had, simply stalled for a few moments by the relentless barrage of the press, hungry for any information they could get about the gathering. They were only allowed in in limited numbers, but even this limited number congregated into a small blob, traveling around the dinner to interview those who signaled the okay. Even so, they were not especially welcome, gettng distasteful looks from all those who were not in the camera’s eye. Having escaped them, she found herself at the grand foot of the same marble stairwell, and a short number of steps later at its head. The other two leaders already reclining, she could scarcely mumble an apology before the Grand Duke waved his hand. “There is no need for that- I know how they are. Come, dear woman, and let us speak- there is much to be done tonight, and quickly, if we wish to catch even a hint of the festivities outside.” As she made her way to recline alongside the other two, the idea of what they were doing must have passed her mind- the three were reclined around a grand map of their continent, taking into purview all that lay before them the same way the Tagmatines had shown the first Kirvinska Duke more than a millennia and a half ago. The fate of the Aurelian continent was to hang in the balance, a continent that Adélaïde Larue loved dearly, and she would have to fight quite hard to pass any of her major (socialist) policies by the two reactionaries seated so closely across from her. She settled in, subtly, for a long knight of debate.
       
      The young Oyusard lady was not a major functionary, not a major diplomat, and not a military officer. Her name was Pania, and she was simply there to meet some people and enjoy the company of Aurelia’s most distinguished elite in the name of her nation. She padded softly towards the gathering of young fencers, their helmets in their laps, ready to spring into the fray. Their amicable chatting continued even as she came right in front of them, and they waved, collectively. They even made a spot for her, pulling her up further into the crowd, and putting her in between a dashing young soldier and another young, noble-seeming lady of similar age with her hair pulled up into an elaborate crown of braids. They both wore the dark armor of duelists, and seemed rather good-natured. The man on the left bowed, first, and then the lady to his right- they introduced themselves as “Palemon, Victor of Spars” (appended with ‘by that logic, you’re also Eater of Chickens, aren’t you, Pale’ by one of the other fencers) and “Anne vár Attre.” The man spoke up first. “We’re to be the first two to fight, you know? Annie here’s really got it out for me, I beat her a few w- “ He was interrupted by the blaring of the horn to announce the first fight, at which the two of them slided rapidly down through their companions, tugging on their helmets and buckling them. 
       
      It took several moments for them to get down and clamber over to the right part of the hall, Anne running faster to reach the opposite side of the fighting area. They came onto the sand from opposing sides, bowing slowly to each others as their names were announced by the presiding referee. A small crowd had gathered to watch the battle, mostly Kirvinska, as it was their sport, and a soft wave of commentary began to wash through them. Certainly an interesting group of people to speak to, should any wish to join them. They paused for a few moments, facing each other, and their hands dropped to the hilts of their swords. When the order was given, they drew and approached each other, hands coming out so that their curved sabers crossed. On the count of ‘one-two-three’, they circled their wrists so that they crossed each others’ swords three times, and then began to back up, each one taking a moderate crouch. The man struck first, his elbow wheeling the weapon back in a curved and elaborate moulinet over his shoulder to barrel right for his opponent’s head. She shifted to one side, bringing her own weapon up to parry his away from her, and then rushed in for a slash across his chest. The two of them danced this way for upwards of a minute, prompting the crowd watching them to enlarge significantly now that the match was known to be even.
       
      The quiet violin music,
      the song of sword-fighting,
      and the soft chattering of a crowd with all to gain and all to lose.
       
      It would be a grand evening.
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