Ulfheimr Foreign Affairs

[Guthheimr]

                                                                                                      Ulfheimr Foreign Policy

          This is the official statement to the state of foreign affairs of Ulfheimr as set out by Erilaz Kromeus, so that none may claim ignorance of their actions and potential consequences.

The Core Policies of Ulfheimr are as follows:

1. Ulfheimr border sovereignty is to be maintained to the sacrifice of every last man, woman, and child. We live and we die here free men and women.

2. We will engage in diplomatic relations on a tribe by tribe basis, for the benefit of the tribe.

3. Any and all communications to Ulfheimr and its tribes are to be routed through to Erilaz Kromeus for approval and/or the Leynilögregla departments known as Hugin and Munin. 

4. Religious freedom within Ulfheimr will not be tolerated.

  

So Sayeth I, Erilaz Kromeus

          í nafni Óðins

 

Edited June 26, 2021 by Kromeus (see edit history)

[Guthheimr]

     Erilaz Kromeus stood out in his balcony in the cold winter air. He was shirtless, sporting a new tattoo on his left pec, a bindrune that spelled "ᛖᚱᛁᛚᚨᛉ". From his viewpoint, he could see the river outside of the city  winding out to the coast. It had come to his attention through his ravens in the Leynilögregla, one of the few groups of Ulfars that actively lived in the outside wurld in secret as his spies, that their far neighbor Ateenia desired connection with several of his tribes. Since Ulfheimr's rapid emergence onto the wurld court, they had kept a cordial relationship with the Ateenian people. They were of the same blood, yet not of the same tribe. They desired some sort of influence within Ulfheimr. What kind of influence? Did they see the Ulfars as an easy target, or did they seek to establish trade or relations beyond that of neighbors. These are the thoughts that went through the mind of the Erilaz as he cut his hand. Satisfied with the amount of blood, Kromeus dipped his hand into a bowl of stones; lapis lazuli engraved with runes. Kromeus swirled his hand and picked out three stones. Clutching them in his hand hard enough to drop blood on the floor of his hall, he tossed them on a table engraved  with many bindrunes, spells and symbols. 

"Gebo... Wunjo... Blank," He read them aloud and pondered their meanings. Gebo signified a gift, an establishing of contracts. This was a good sign. Wunjo lay face down, sorrow and strife. Whatever good gifts lay ahead, Kromeus would have to temper the relationship in the end to ensure Ulfheimr does not unwillingly become pulled into international affairs it has no business in. This was emphasized further by the blank rune, a sign from Odin himself that the future with Ateenia rested on Kromeus's shoulders. Kromeus pondered this further as he threw on a wolf cloak to cover his chest, popping open a laptop and reclining on his throne with a cup of coffee, "f*ck, which one was it," He didn't remember if the Ateenian profile was the queen or one of her lackeys, so he left it in Odin's hands and pressed the video call button. @Ateenia

[Guthheimr]

     It had come to the attention of Erilaz Kromeus that other eyes had been moving to make contact with his tribes, so told by the rumors overheard by his Ravens in the Leynilögregla. Velaheria was a socialist nation from the reports he heard; Kromeus was not sure what plans they would have in Ulfheimr. He intended to make the first move, before he ended up finding a DPR 'diplomat' hiding somewhere in his territory. He had sent Lethurblökuskítur Brjálathur to Velaheria some time ago in a fishing schooner. Kromeus had ofcourse consulted the runes beforehand, as usual with a payment of blood. Uruz, Gebo, and blank. The first two were Merkstave, fortelling potential greed on the part of Velahria and attempted domination. And ofcourse the blank rune, a sign from Odin that the future of the two nations was in the Erilaz's hands. By now Lethurblökuskítur Brjálathur should be approaching Bastaria.

 

     Lethurblökuskítur Brjálathur sailed and docked in Bastaria, most likely immediately drawing attention. The man was 6'6" and wore a cloak of raven feathers over a green vest, lime pants and thick army boots. This was the official diplomatic attire for the Leynilögregla. The Raven came without any prior warning. He would make his way to the nearest government office, where he would demand to be taken to their foreign relations office, carrying a letter to invite Velaharian dignitaries to Ulfheimr to see Erilaz Kromeus. This was ofcourse assuming everything went according to plan, and he didn't get shot as soon as he stepped foot in the territory. 

@DPR Velaheria

Edited June 26, 2021 by Kromeus (see edit history)

[Ateenia]

On 6/26/2021 at 5:16 AM, Kromeus said:

     Erilaz Kromeus stood out in his balcony in the cold winter air. He was shirtless, sporting a new tattoo on his left pec, a bindrune that spelled "ᛖᚱᛁᛚᚨᛉ". From his viewpoint, he could see the river outside of the city  winding out to the coast. It had come to his attention through his ravens in the Leynilögregla, one of the few groups of Ulfars that actively lived in the outside wurld in secret as his spies, that their far neighbor Ateenia desired connection with several of his tribes. Since Ulfheimr's rapid emergence onto the wurld court, they had kept a cordial relationship with the Ateenian people. They were of the same blood, yet not of the same tribe. They desired some sort of influence within Ulfheimr. What kind of influence? Did they see the Ulfars as an easy target, or did they seek to establish trade or relations beyond that of neighbors. These are the thoughts that went through the mind of the Erilaz as he cut his hand. Satisfied with the amount of blood, Kromeus dipped his hand into a bowl of stones; lapis lazuli engraved with runes. Kromeus swirled his hand and picked out three stones. Clutching them in his hand hard enough to drop blood on the floor of his hall, he tossed them on a table engraved  with many bindrunes, spells and symbols. 

"Gebo... Wunjo... Blank," He read them aloud and pondered their meanings. Gebo signified a gift, an establishing of contracts. This was a good sign. Wunjo lay face down, sorrow and strife. Whatever good gifts lay ahead, Kromeus would have to temper the relationship in the end to ensure Ulfheimr does not unwillingly become pulled into international affairs it has no business in. This was emphasized further by the blank rune, a sign from Odin himself that the future with Ateenia rested on Kromeus's shoulders. Kromeus pondered this further as he threw on a wolf cloak to cover his chest, popping open a laptop and reclining on his throne with a cup of coffee, "f*ck, which one was it," He didn't remember if the Ateenian profile was the queen or one of her lackeys, so he left it in Odin's hands and pressed the video call button. @Ateenia

Queen Ena accepts the video call right after making a few adjustments to her blonde hair and her dress to look more presentable. She began speaking and spoke for 5 minutes straight only to realize her mic was muted after Erilaz pointed it out, so trying to hide her frustration she lights up a blunt of weed and begins to speak in Ateenian with a translator next to her translating it.

"Greetings Erilaz of Ulfheimr, I see you wish to talk, what do you wish to talk about?"

She stops and lets her translator translate it into Ulfheimr and waits for Erilaz's response as she takes a sip of mead from her iron mug, decorated with carvings of the wurld tree and the twisted Mörungah, the legendary sea serpent, while sitting comfortably on her wooden chair that is covered in bear skin. Behind her, there are also paintings that glorify both herself and other notable kings and queens of Ateenia that ruled in the past. The walls themselves have decorative carvings of both art and the motto of the Kalinka dynasty that all monarchs of Ateenia have to live by, "ᚷᚢᚦᚾᚨ×ᛞᛁᚱᚦ×ᛊᚨᚾᛜᛁᚱᚾᛁ" which translates to "Gods, Glory, Fairness". A tanistry of the events of the Jorling's Saga is also visible with atleast the beginning of the story being visible.

[Velaheria]

On 6/26/2021 at 7:58 AM, Kromeus said:

     It had come to the attention of Erilaz Kromeus that other eyes had been moving to make contact with his tribes, so told by the rumors overheard by his Ravens in the Leynilögregla. Velaheria was a socialist nation from the reports he heard; Kromeus was not sure what plans they would have in Ulfheimr. He intended to make the first move, before he ended up finding a DPR 'diplomat' hiding somewhere in his territory. He had sent Lethurblökuskítur Brjálathur to Velaheria some time ago in a fishing schooner. Kromeus had ofcourse consulted the runes beforehand, as usual with a payment of blood. Uruz, Gebo, and blank. The first two were Merkstave, fortelling potential greed on the part of Velahria and attempted domination. And ofcourse the blank rune, a sign from Odin that the future of the two nations was in the Erilaz's hands. By now Lethurblökuskítur Brjálathur should be approaching Bastaria.

 

     Lethurblökuskítur Brjálathur sailed and docked in Bastaria, most likely immediately drawing attention. The man was 6'6" and wore a cloak of raven feathers over a green vest, lime pants and thick army boots. This was the official diplomatic attire for the Leynilögregla. The Raven came without any prior warning. He would make his way to the nearest government office, where he would demand to be taken to their foreign relations office, carrying a letter to invite Velaharian dignitaries to Ulfheimr to see Erilaz Kromeus. This was ofcourse assuming everything went according to plan, and he didn't get shot as soon as he stepped foot in the territory. 

@DPR Velaheria

A man, docked inside the port of Bastaria, was seen by a few people, working at that area, loading and unloading cargo, due for metzlicia, they described the person, to be wearing an awkward attire, which seemed to be made out of neither linen or cotton, or any sort of vinyl, he also had Some boots on his legs and was wearing a green vest and lime trousers, they assumed that the person was some sort of a military officier, and called the Velaherian Peasant's Vanguard, whom arrived in the next 30 mins, 

After arriving to the location armed with VK-21 assault rifles, they asked, the suspect i.e the person with the awkward clothing some, basic questions, they asked that, who was he, why was he here, and after getting satisfactory answers from him, they came to know that he was a diplomat from the Tribal nation of Ulfheimr, and was here to deliver a letter to invite the member's of the Velaherian People's party to their nation, as he demanded to go the nearest government office, and from their to the Ministry of external Affair's headquarters. 

The Head of that particular squad of ten officers, Jan Anderson, told, Lethurblökuskítur Brjálathur that, "Sir, i am afraid that, your not in an high enough position to meet with the Ministry of External affairs on a personal level, thus i would have to request you to remain in Velaheria for atleast, a couple of days for the letter of your afore-mentioned tribe to reach the Minister himself, after that you can talk with a higher officer, about the delivery of invitation to the party officials, as i am nothing more than a petty official afterall". He ends his talks with a smile on his face, to show the kindness of the Vanguards to the stranger.@Kromeus

 

Edited June 30, 2021 by DPR Velaheria (see edit history)

[Guthheimr]

On 6/28/2021 at 7:58 AM, Ateenia said:

Queen Ena accepts the video call right after making a few adjustments to her blonde hair and her dress to look more presentable. She began speaking and spoke for 5 minutes straight only to realize her mic was muted after Erilaz pointed it out, so trying to hide her frustration she lights up a blunt of weed and begins to speak in Ateenian with a translator next to her translating it.

"Greetings Erilaz of Ulfheimr, I see you wish to talk, what do you wish to talk about?"

She stops and lets her translator translate it into Ulfheimr and waits for Erilaz's response as she takes a sip of mead from her iron mug, decorated with carvings of the wurld tree and the twisted Mörungah, the legendary sea serpent, while sitting comfortably on her wooden chair that is covered in bear skin. Behind her, there are also paintings that glorify both herself and other notable kings and queens of Ateenia that ruled in the past. The walls themselves have decorative carvings of both art and the motto of the Kalinka dynasty that all monarchs of Ateenia have to live by, "ᚷᚢᚦᚾᚨ×ᛞᛁᚱᚦ×ᛊᚨᚾᛜᛁᚱᚾᛁ" which translates to "Gods, Glory, Fairness". A tanistry of the events of the Jorling's Saga is also visible with atleast the beginning of the story being visible.

Erilaz Kromeus saluted her casually with his coffee mug, "Greetings Queen Ena, it is good to see the gods have retained their favor, even so I say Freya has blessed you and your bloodline with her beauty." Kromeus turned the laptop so she could watch him while he made another cup of coffee, a normal cup just wasn't cutting it. This time he added mead, " But on to business. It has come to my attention that you seek some sort of..." Kromeus turned to the camera and sat on the counter holding the coffee pot, waving his hand, "Agreement or influence in my region. And I am more than happy to accomadate some sort of trade agreement..." Kromeus looked at the bottle he infused his coffee with and back at Queen Ena's mug, "Tell me Queen Ena, how do your people make your strong drink?"

[Guthheimr]

On 6/28/2021 at 2:22 PM, DPR Velaheria said:

A man, docked inside the port of Bastaria, was seen by a few people, working at that area, loading and unloading cargo, due for metzlicia, they described the person, to be wearing an awkward attire, which seemed to be made out of neither linen or cotton, or any sort of vinyl, he also had Some boots on his legs and was wearing a green vest and lime trousers, they assumed that the person was some sort of a military officier, and called the Velaherian Peasant's Vanguard, whom arrived in the next 30 mins, 

After arriving to the location armed with VK-21 assault rifles, they asked, the suspect i.e the person with the awkward clothing some, basic questions, they asked that, who was he, why was he here, and after getting satisfactory answers from him, they came to know that he was a diplomat from the Tribal nation of Ulfheimr, and was here to deliver a letter to invite the member's of the Velaherian People's party to their nation, as he demanded to go the nearest government office, and from their to the Ministry of external Affair's headquarters. 

The Head of that particular squad of ten officers, Jan Anderson, told, Lethurblökuskítur Brjálathur that, "Sir, i am afraid that, your not in an high enough position to meet with the Ministry of External affairs on a personal level, thus i would have to request you to remain in Velaheria for atleast, a couple of days for the letter of your afore-mentioned tribe to reach the Minister himself, after that you can talk with a higher officer, about the delivery of invitation to the party officials, as i am nothing more than a petty official afterall". He ends his talks with a smile on his face, to show the kindness of the Vanguards to the stranger.@Kromeus

 

The man stood tall and kept direct eye contact with all who spoke to him. He spoke only when necessary, otherwise he watched them all like a Raven watched a morsel laying on the ground. He then turned to the head that spoke to him, "If that is what I must do, then I shall do so." The agent straightened his clothes with a tug, "Then tell me where I must be in what time in order to recieve news of his acceptance or denial, I must give the Erilaz news of either." While they spoke, the man used his excellent memory to make note of the equipment the soldiers carried, whether the officers carried better gear, and took the time to observe the windows of the surrounding buildings around the port. 

[Ateenia]

On 7/1/2021 at 4:45 AM, Kromeus said:

Erilaz Kromeus saluted her casually with his coffee mug, "Greetings Queen Ena, it is good to see the gods have retained their favor, even so I say Freya has blessed you and your bloodline with her beauty." Kromeus turned the laptop so she could watch him while he made another cup of coffee, a normal cup just wasn't cutting it. This time he added mead, " But on to business. It has come to my attention that you seek some sort of..." Kromeus turned to the camera and sat on the counter holding the coffee pot, waving his hand, "Agreement or influence in my region. And I am more than happy to accomadate some sort of trade agreement..." Kromeus looked at the bottle he infused his coffee with and back at Queen Ena's mug, "Tell me Queen Ena, how do your people make your strong drink?"

Ena takes out her notebook and begins, "Thank you, yes I on behalf of Ateenia would indeed wish to establish stronger trade agreements with Ulfheimr and its tribes, mainly with the tribes Sygrkyn, Gratablod and Farmadr that seem to have exports we want and we have exports that they want." She waits again for her translator to translate and continues.
"I believe that relations between Ateenia and the following tribes would be most profitable and strenghtening for both parties. This would also strenghten the bonds between Ateenia and Ulfheimr and would help your nation to become stronger and more unified in the future." She takes a large sip of mead from her mug as her translator translates and then finds a bottle of the strongest drink of Ateenian vodka in Ateenia and puts it on the table. 
"As for how my people make our strongest drink, it is a trade secret but I must say, it includes alot of passion and favour of our gods. This bottle of Trumfil vodka from Grundvik is the strongest drink we got there are few that cannot get it down their throat." She puts the bottle back in the shelf. "Be warned, it is not meant to be completly consumed by 1 person for it can kill some of the weaker people. It is 88.2% alcohol afterall."
She finishes her mug of mead.
"As for this mug of mead im currently drinking, its not very strong but it is my favourite drink in Ateenia, made from one of the finest Ateenian honey and strawberries. Of course there are other fruit taste ones and even the original without any fruit taste but this one is my favourite."

 

[Velaheria]

On 7/1/2021 at 7:24 AM, Kromeus said:

The man stood tall and kept direct eye contact with all who spoke to him. He spoke only when necessary, otherwise he watched them all like a Raven watched a morsel laying on the ground. He then turned to the head that spoke to him, "If that is what I must do, then I shall do so." The agent straightened his clothes with a tug, "Then tell me where I must be in what time in order to recieve news of his acceptance or denial, I must give the Erilaz news of either." While they spoke, the man used his excellent memory to make note of the equipment the soldiers carried, whether the officers carried better gear, and took the time to observe the windows of the surrounding buildings around the port

Jan was Slightly intimidated at the man's appearance and way of talking but he managed himself, he was thinking of informing the higher authorities about the arrival of the delegate from ulfheimer, but remained silent for now, as he wasnt sure whether the Ministry would even care about his notings or not, as no one would hear what an ordinary police officer had to say, Despite this dilemma, Jan thought of the duties he had to fulfil during his work hours and relaxed himself.

With a Smile on his lips, he Said to the man, "Sir you have to be present at the Government office, where you would receive a reply from the ministry, in about a week or two, after which i think the ministry would itself arrange for your troubles and send a replicatory envoy to Ulfheimer, though this would require some time, so i suggest you being patient. For now all we can say is that after giving the letter to a government office, you would have to get an apartment, as this process takes time."

Edited August 18, 2021 by DPR Velaheria (see edit history)

[Guthheimr]

On 8/18/2021 at 3:24 PM, DPR Velaheria said:

Jan was Slightly intimidated at the man's appearance and way of talking but he managed himself, he was thinking of informing the higher authorities about the arrival of the delegate from ulfheimer, but remained silent for now, as he wasnt sure whether the Ministry would even care about his notings or not, as no one would hear what an ordinary police officer had to say, Despite this dilemma, Jan thought of the duties he had to fulfil during his work hours and relaxed himself.

With a Smile on his lips, he Said to the man, "Sir you have to be present at the Government office, where you would receive a reply from the ministry, in about a week or two, after which i think the ministry would itself arrange for your troubles and send a replicatory envoy to Ulfheimer, though this would require some time, so i suggest you being patient. For now all we can say is that after giving the letter to a government office, you would have to get an apartment, as this process takes time."

  Lethurblökuskítur Brjálathur stared down the smaller man without blinking, "I will accept a week's time no less. I realize my arrival is a surprise, but Ulfheimr is not some babe on the river log to be taken so casually or freely. Patience I will have, for one week. " The Raven turned away from the soldier and pushed through the others without even pausing to look back. "I have brought the funds to secure my own lodgings." The man stopped and looked around in mild confusion then back at the man that spoke to him, "Where are your lodgings?"

[Velaheria]

On 8/21/2021 at 11:56 AM, Kromeus said:

  Lethurblökuskítur Brjálathur stared down the smaller man without blinking, "I will accept a week's time no less. I realize my arrival is a surprise, but Ulfheimr is not some babe on the river log to be taken so casually or freely. Patience I will have, for one week. " The Raven turned away from the soldier and pushed through the others without even pausing to look back. "I have brought the funds to secure my own lodgings." The man stopped and looked around in mild confusion then back at the man that spoke to him, "Where are your lodgings?"

"Sir" spoke jan, in the softest way possible, "You would have your apartment room, in the 13th sector of central bastaria, however to get to there, you would have to get on to the vehicle, after which we would show you that apartment and would provide you with the keys, however you have to be patient until then". With this the Officer asked the diplomat to sit inside the police car, for his own comfort, However on the other side, senior officials were already contacting the ministry of external affairs to let them know about the arrival of the diplomat from ulfheimer, and told them that it would be preferable if they sent a diplomat to ulfheimer too, in order to safeguard velaherian interests in the northern reaches of argis.

Edited September 10, 2021 by DPR Velaheria (see edit history)

[Guthheimr]

On 9/10/2021 at 1:05 AM, DPR Velaheria said:

"Sir" spoke jan, in the softest way possible, "You would have your apartment room, in the 13th sector of central bastaria, however to get to there, you would have to get on to the vehicle, after which we would show you that apartment and would provide you with the keys, however you have to be patient until then". With this the Officer asked the diplomat to sit inside the police car, for his own comfort, However on the other side, senior officials were already contacting the ministry of external affairs to let them know about the arrival of the diplomat from ulfheimer, and told them that it would be preferable if they sent a diplomat to ulfheimer too, in order to safeguard velaherian interests in the northern reaches of argis.

"You move like little mice men," Lethurblökuskítur crossed his arms and grumbled. He tapped his foot for several seconds before sidling into the police car. The large man barely fit into the police car. He peeked out and stared at the official until he entered the car as well. If a diplomat comes to Ulfheimr then it would make contact with Erilaz Kromeus. Lethurblökuskítur spoke up again, " How long must I wait?"

[Velaheria]

On 9/17/2021 at 1:07 PM, Kromeus said:

"You move like little mice men," Lethurblökuskítur crossed his arms and grumbled. He tapped his foot for several seconds before sidling into the police car. The large man barely fit into the police car. He peeked out and stared at the official until he entered the car as well. If a diplomat comes to Ulfheimr then it would make contact with Erilaz Kromeus. Lethurblökuskítur spoke up again, " How long must I wait?"

"Not for long sir" replied Jan, however he was clearly seeming to have become irritated with the behavior of Lethurblökuskítur and was somehow controlling his anger towards him, he continued "The Apartment is about 5 mins from the office of the ministry of external affair's official institution, so any reports about the diplomatic venture to ulfheimer would at first arrive to you and then an hotwire would be transferred to the Erilaz 

Thirty minutes later....

The Police vehicle stopped near the apartment building in the 13th sector of Central bastaria, and Jan politely requested Lethurblökuskítur to exit the vehicle while providing him with the information that he would be able to get key's to his room from the receptionist at the first floor of the apartment. With that Jan wished his regards to the diplomat and bidded his departure from the diplomat. 

[Velaheria]

23 hours ago, DPR Velaheria said:

"Not for long sir" replied Jan, however he was clearly seeming to have become irritated with the behavior of Lethurblökuskítur and was somehow controlling his anger towards him, he continued "The Apartment is about 5 mins from the office of the ministry of external affair's official institution, so any reports about the diplomatic venture to ulfheimer would at first arrive to you and then an hotwire would be transferred to the Erilaz 

Thirty minutes later....

The Police vehicle stopped near the apartment building in the 13th sector of Central bastaria, and Jan politely requested Lethurblökuskítur to exit the vehicle while providing him with the information that he would be able to get key's to his room from the receptionist at the first floor of the apartment. With that Jan wished his regards to the diplomat and bidded his departure from the diplomat. 

Seven Days later....

The Letter about the arrival of Lethurblökuskítur had reached the Velaherian Ministry of External Affairs with them showing significant amounts of concerns about the arrival of an individual from a foreign nation without any prior notification, though they regarded that ulfheimer could be an potential partner to the socialist regime in its efforts to strengthen its position across eastern argis. The Ministry had already sent its approval of the diplomatic contacts made by the erilaz to the foreign office in bastaria and made it clear that Mr.Ketriaz Von Starinburg would represent the Velaherian Delegation to Ulfheimer. 

The official notice of Ketriaz's departure to Ulfheimer arrived within the next few hours as an email from the Ministry itself. It was demanded that he should be prepared to depart to Ulfheimer within the next 6 hours...faliure of which would result in an fine and even the dissassociation of him from the ministry as an official..

Ketriaz as usual was busy studying about the history of southern argis and in specific about the walnerian stedorian conflict in the 1940's in the Bastarian people's hall, when he received the email on his phone, and stopped reading the section and checked the email, he was quite suprised about the fact that he was selected as the delegation to another state, however he being confident and somewhat proud of himself, drove to his apartment and changed his clothing to his official clothing and went to the Bastarian International Airport, within 4.45 pm in the afternoon, where the ministry's upper eschalanse ordered him to be present at by 5:00 pm..

Thirty minutes later...

About thirty minutes later, one of the official aircrafts for velaherian delegates arrived at the 3rd runway of the airport. Ketriaz along with his briefcase and notings got upon that aircraft and as per his ticketing done by the ministry, sat at the 3rd seat in the 1st row which was conviniently for him next to the window...

He continued reading about the stedorian-walnerian conflict and was seeming to be quite amused with that read, however little did he knew where he was going...although he sure was a lot excited about visiting the erilaz and getting to know a place which was a lot different than the motherland he has been brought up in..

[Guthheimr]

22 hours ago, DPR Velaheria said:

Seven Days later....

The Letter about the arrival of Lethurblökuskítur had reached the Velaherian Ministry of External Affairs with them showing significant amounts of concerns about the arrival of an individual from a foreign nation without any prior notification, though they regarded that ulfheimer could be an potential partner to the socialist regime in its efforts to strengthen its position across eastern argis. The Ministry had already sent its approval of the diplomatic contacts made by the erilaz to the foreign office in bastaria and made it clear that Mr.Ketriaz Von Starinburg would represent the Velaherian Delegation to Ulfheimer. 

The official notice of Ketriaz's departure to Ulfheimer arrived within the next few hours as an email from the Ministry itself. It was demanded that he should be prepared to depart to Ulfheimer within the next 6 hours...faliure of which would result in an fine and even the dissassociation of him from the ministry as an official..

Ketriaz as usual was busy studying about the history of southern argis and in specific about the walnerian stedorian conflict in the 1940's in the Bastarian people's hall, when he received the email on his phone, and stopped reading the section and checked the email, he was quite suprised about the fact that he was selected as the delegation to another state, however he being confident and somewhat proud of himself, drove to his apartment and changed his clothing to his official clothing and went to the Bastarian International Airport, within 4.45 pm in the afternoon, where the ministry's upper eschalanse ordered him to be present at by 5:00 pm..

Thirty minutes later...

About thirty minutes later, one of the official aircrafts for velaherian delegates arrived at the 3rd runway of the airport. Ketriaz along with his briefcase and notings got upon that aircraft and as per his ticketing done by the ministry, sat at the 3rd seat in the 1st row which was conviniently for him next to the window...

He continued reading about the stedorian-walnerian conflict and was seeming to be quite amused with that read, however little did he knew where he was going...although he sure was a lot excited about visiting the erilaz and getting to know a place which was a lot different than the motherland he has been brought up in..

Hugul Leithar arose from his bed and stretched. He threw the blanket on his naked wife and spent the next several hours of the morning waking up. He would lift weights in his home gym and take a cold shower. The man spent time in quiet and reverent meditation to his ancestors, flanked by statues of Odin. Incense wafted through the beams of light that peeked in between the shades. Hugul would pour himself some coffee and mead, leaving a little of each in tiny cups on his altar. Hugul would be cooking a thick piece of meat when his wife stumbled from the bedroom.

 

“Where do your duties take you today Hug?” She sat down at the table and Hugul slid a platter of eggs in front of her.

 

“The Erilaz commands I bring ashore and entertain a diplomat from that socialist nation… Diphtheria?” Hugul pulled some notes from the counter, “DPR Velaheria… a Ketriaz,” Hugul finished his breakfast with his wife and wore his diplomatic attire. Black pants with thin gold filigree down the side like the roots of the wurld tree. A long sleeved, black vest with the wolf symbol of Ulfheimr above his heart in gold. And a thick and furry cloak to keep him warm in the taiga. Hugul slid on a pair of black leather gloves and kissed his wife goodbye. 

 

Hugul would be waiting at the port for the diplomat's arrival. He would arrive in a port belonging to the tribe of Kunnagr, the sons of Odin. This tribe boasted some of the most established cities with high walls and their greatest centers of learning. Kunnagr was much more on par with a successful cultural outpost than some of the more remote tribes. 

The plane would touch down in an airport just outside of Kunnagr's largest city. Hugul would immediately arrive at the side of the plane, "Welcome my friend, to Ulfheimr!" The large man would clap the visitor on the back like he was hammering an anvil. The tell tale wolf head pelt hung below his head, a mark of honor as berserker. While this man was clearly not one for the typical diplomatic pleasantries, he was considered exceptionally mild compared to his brethren, "my friend my name is Hugul and you are in the land of the wolves. Now listen to me lest you not get eaten yes," he snapped his fingers to get the man's attention. You see this wolf's head on my back. I am a berserker. If you see this or a boar's head or a bear's head, do not look the owner in the eyes lest you believe you can best them in a fight for your life. The berserkergangr has ultimate authority over even the police here, follow this simple rule while i take you to your lodgings and we can avoid any diplomatic incidents yes?" Hugul grinned as he led the man to a black car that would take them to an apartment close to the borders of the Erilaz's territory, " I shall explain more on our arrival where we are safe from mischiefs; loki hides around every corner"

Edited October 9, 2021 by Kromeus (see edit history)

[Velaheria]

6 hours ago, Kromeus said:

Hugul Leithar arose from his bed and stretched. He threw the blanket on his naked wife and spent the next several hours of the morning waking up. He would lift weights in his home gym and take a cold shower. The man spent time in quiet and reverent meditation to his ancestors, flanked by statues of Odin. Incense wafted through the beams of light that peeked in between the shades. Hugul would pour himself some coffee and mead, leaving a little of each in tiny cups on his altar. Hugul would be cooking a thick piece of meat when his wife stumbled from the bedroom.

 

“Where do your duties take you today Hug?” She sat down at the table and Hugul slid a platter of eggs in front of her.

 

“The Erilaz commands I bring ashore and entertain a diplomat from that socialist nation… Diphtheria?” Hugul pulled some notes from the counter, “DPR Velaheria… a Ketriaz,” Hugul finished his breakfast with his wife and wore his diplomatic attire. Black pants with thin gold filigree down the side like the roots of the wurld tree. A long sleeved, black vest with the wolf symbol of Ulfheimr above his heart in gold. And a thick and furry cloak to keep him warm in the taiga. Hugul slid on a pair of black leather gloves and kissed his wife goodbye. 

 

Hugul would be waiting at the port for the diplomat's arrival. He would arrive in a port belonging to the tribe of Kunnagr, the sons of Odin. This tribe boasted some of the most established cities with high walls and their greatest centers of learning. Kunnagr was much more on par with a successful cultural outpost than some of the more remote tribes. 

The plane would touch down in an airport just outside of Kunnagr's largest city. Hugul would immediately arrive at the side of the plane, "Welcome my friend, to Ulfheimr!" The large man would clap the visitor on the back like he was hammering an anvil. The tell tale wolf head pelt hung below his head, a mark of honor as berserker. While this man was clearly not one for the typical diplomatic pleasantries, he was considered exceptionally mild compared to his brethren, "my friend my name is Hugul and you are in the land of the wolves. Now listen to me lest you not get eaten yes," he snapped his fingers to get the man's attention. You see this wolf's head on my back. I am a berserker. If you see this or a boar's head or a bear's head, do not look the owner in the eyes lest you believe you can best them in a fight for your life. The berserkergangr has ultimate authority over even the police here, follow this simple rule while i take you to your lodgings and we can avoid any diplomatic incidents yes?" Hugul grinned as he led the man to a black car that would take them to an apartment close to the borders of the Erilaz's territory, " I shall explain more on our arrival where we are safe from mischiefs; loki hides around every corner"

"Allow me to introduce myself, Hugul, you can call me ketriaz, and if you want you can also refer me as ket, its my nickname" Ketriaz quickly spoke this as he was feeling a quite nervous and anxious being in a car with a person he never knew before, and was fearing that neither his education or his skills could help him in this realms, though he remained calm and visibly cool and possibly tried to make accquantance with hugul, as he was the first person he met there who somewhat knew about him. 

Ketriaz had also seemed to pay quite a bit of attention to hugul's advice on how to act and not to act in these areas, mostly on the fact on how not to look a berseker in his eyes if he was not ready to have a fist to fist combat with him, though this carefullness only seemed to come due to the fact that ulfheimr's laws were not even a tad bit similar to the ones in his nation, and how even a small mistake could make him loose his life. 

Ketriaz opened his book about the historical facts of eastern argis and continued to read where he had left off after he landed in kunnagr, and eventually finished reading the part of the stedorian-walnerian conflict which he had started reading almost 3 days ago..

About Ketriaz's clothing, he was wearing his usual attire of a leather jacket with a T- shirt and a jeans trouser, with his trusty headphones worn around his neck, and his old leather boots, this differed a lot from the usual velaherian dresses of black coat and trousers, mostly due to the fact that he never really admired the clothing style of the socialist regime.

He seemed to enjoy the landscape of the land of the wolves, mostly due to the fact that it wasnt the usual urban complexes and tamed plains of his nation, but rather roads made through colourful landscapes of forests and small urban gatherings, which was a rare sight in velaheria...

Edited October 9, 2021 by DPR Velaheria (see edit history)

[Guthheimr]

15 hours ago, DPR Velaheria said:

"Allow me to introduce myself, Hugul, you can call me ketriaz, and if you want you can also refer me as ket, its my nickname" Ketriaz quickly spoke this as he was feeling a quite nervous and anxious being in a car with a person he never knew before, and was fearing that neither his education or his skills could help him in this realms, though he remained calm and visibly cool and possibly tried to make accquantance with hugul, as he was the first person he met there who somewhat knew about him. 

Ketriaz had also seemed to pay quite a bit of attention to hugul's advice on how to act and not to act in these areas, mostly on the fact on how not to look a berseker in his eyes if he was not ready to have a fist to fist combat with him, though this carefullness only seemed to come due to the fact that ulfheimr's laws were not even a tad bit similar to the ones in his nation, and how even a small mistake could make him loose his life. 

Ketriaz opened his book about the historical facts of eastern argis and continued to read where he had left off after he landed in kunnagr, and eventually finished reading the part of the stedorian-walnerian conflict which he had started reading almost 3 days ago..

About Ketriaz's clothing, he was wearing his usual attire of a leather jacket with a T- shirt and a jeans trouser, with his trusty headphones worn around his neck, and his old leather boots, this differed a lot from the usual velaherian dresses of black coat and trousers, mostly due to the fact that he never really admired the clothing style of the socialist regime.

He seemed to enjoy the landscape of the land of the wolves, mostly due to the fact that it wasnt the usual urban complexes and tamed plains of his nation, but rather roads made through colourful landscapes of forests and small urban gatherings, which was a rare sight in velaheria...

Hugul drove the car with pagan death metal quietly playing from the car's player. The windows were down and chilling air blasted past and tousled their hair. Hugul leaned back and chuckled at the diplomat, "Y'might wanna get some warmer clothes... you'll survive till we get to the apartment," Hugul decided, "we will speak of business when we get there. I want to look into your eyes and see that you understand what I say, and that will not be done very well while I drive. Besides. No man wants to talk politics sober and on an empty stomach. So take your view of the sights, put the book down, the dead can wait," he barked, not intending to be rude. 

The countryside was covered with swathes of taiga forests, thick with pine trees and interspersed with villages that sharply contrasted the metropolis they came from. The villagers lived in what appeared to be simple wooden huts and stone houses. Upon closer inspection they had man modern amenities like heaters, motorcycles, and guns. Their homes were richly decorated with art and carvings that would normally be forsaken on modern buildings. Smoke from fires of celebration and sacrifice wafted from between the trees, briefly showing the hidden and armed population hidden within the forests. As they drove, wild looking men could be seen from the tree line wearing wolf pelts, watching them intently.

Hugul came to the outskirts of another teeming city. The Erilaz's home city was far more defensible. Armed guards openly patrolled the streets; berserkergangr walked freely in the streets. Chanting could be heard in the distance, whether from feasting or fight... was there a difference?" Hugul pulled up to a skyrise and took Ketriaz inside. The apartment was carpeted and decorated with knot art, and an elevator took them to a corner suite where Hugul threw off his boots and busied himself preparing a plate of ribeye steak, hard boiled eggs, cloudberries, mixed vegetables, and ale, "Tell me Ket, what do you know of my land?"

[Velaheria]

On 10/10/2021 at 11:55 AM, Kromeus said:

Hugul drove the car with pagan death metal quietly playing from the car's player. The windows were down and chilling air blasted past and tousled their hair. Hugul leaned back and chuckled at the diplomat, "Y'might wanna get some warmer clothes... you'll survive till we get to the apartment," Hugul decided, "we will speak of business when we get there. I want to look into your eyes and see that you understand what I say, and that will not be done very well while I drive. Besides. No man wants to talk politics sober and on an empty stomach. So take your view of the sights, put the book down, the dead can wait," he barked, not intending to be rude. 

The countryside was covered with swathes of taiga forests, thick with pine trees and interspersed with villages that sharply contrasted the metropolis they came from. The villagers lived in what appeared to be simple wooden huts and stone houses. Upon closer inspection they had man modern amenities like heaters, motorcycles, and guns. Their homes were richly decorated with art and carvings that would normally be forsaken on modern buildings. Smoke from fires of celebration and sacrifice wafted from between the trees, briefly showing the hidden and armed population hidden within the forests. As they drove, wild looking men could be seen from the tree line wearing wolf pelts, watching them intently.

Hugul came to the outskirts of another teeming city. The Erilaz's home city was far more defensible. Armed guards openly patrolled the streets; berserkergangr walked freely in the streets. Chanting could be heard in the distance, whether from feasting or fight... was there a difference?" Hugul pulled up to a skyrise and took Ketriaz inside. The apartment was carpeted and decorated with knot art, and an elevator took them to a corner suite where Hugul threw off his boots and busied himself preparing a plate of ribeye steak, hard boiled eggs, cloudberries, mixed vegetables, and ale, "Tell me Ket, what do you know of my land?

Ketriaz enjoyed the meal prepared by Hugul, especially the ribeye which seemed to be made from venision, he also enjoyed the hard boiled eggs and cloudberries, he sipped a bit of ale and ate the mixed veggies with delight, as he was nearing the end of his meal he replied to Hugul, saying " As far as my knowledge of argis goes, it's not like I know much about the northern portions of it, as it's simply not included in our curriculum, but that doesn't stops one from learning more about it does it?, I think not, The most I know about ulfheimr is from my collected info about that place, as you would know, most of northern argis, i.e ateenia and mokhavia were communist states at some point, the journals of those places printed some info about ulfheimr, though that's miniscule for learning anything solid about your place still, as far as I know, there are runes there used for prediction, while there are bersekers who patrol the land and are above the law themselves, the people here are free and wild, something which velhars arent." He stopped saying with a smile, expecting to hear some sort of a retort from Hugul.

[Guthheimr]

On 10/14/2021 at 2:54 AM, DPR Velaheria said:

Ketriaz enjoyed the meal prepared by Hugul, especially the ribeye which seemed to be made from venision, he also enjoyed the hard boiled eggs and cloudberries, he sipped a bit of ale and ate the mixed veggies with delight, as he was nearing the end of his meal he replied to Hugul, saying " As far as my knowledge of argis goes, it's not like I know much about the northern portions of it, as it's simply not included in our curriculum, but that doesn't stops one from learning more about it does it?, I think not, The most I know about ulfheimr is from my collected info about that place, as you would know, most of northern argis, i.e ateenia and mokhavia were communist states at some point, the journals of those places printed some info about ulfheimr, though that's miniscule for learning anything solid about your place still, as far as I know, there are runes there used for prediction, while there are bersekers who patrol the land and are above the law themselves, the people here are free and wild, something which velhars arent." He stopped saying with a smile, expecting to hear some sort of a retort from Hugul.

Hugul ate his meal with equal enthusiasm, drinking maybe twice that of Ketriaz. Yet the man was unfazed and was happy to carry conversation with his guest, "We have lived here, we wolf people, for as long as our history goes back. We are deeply entrenched in the land. Our Gods also live here among us." Hugul pulled out a sack of steel, square runes and spilled them onto the table. Several of them were smeared with blood, "These are the runes we use for prediction as you say. These are the same runes that make up Ulfaspeak. Each rune has a detailed theological, esoteric, and spiritual meaning behind them. You will find that our concept behind these functions very similarly to the faiths of more... civilized folk. For we believe will and intent to give power to our words. That to weave with the runes is to weave with the fabrics of life. Such concepts are reflected in your own language... to 'spell' a word. To hold words sacred is something every peoples I think has learned, and slowly forgotten. You will find that such a basic idea shapes us for who we are. When an Ulfan speaks or uses the runes, it is of utmost importance to him. But you will not find us a complacent people waiting for a miracle. The best assertion of spiritual will after all, is action. The berserkergangr are another matter. They are the most devoted of our people to the ways of the Gods. They have risen above typical constraints to be closer to divinity. So yes. our people are free and wild," Hugul smiled, "Therein lies our strength. And your interest? What is your nation's interest in us?"

[Velaheria]

On 10/25/2021 at 6:53 PM, Kromeus said:

Hugul ate his meal with equal enthusiasm, drinking maybe twice that of Ketriaz. Yet the man was unfazed and was happy to carry conversation with his guest, "We have lived here, we wolf people, for as long as our history goes back. We are deeply entrenched in the land. Our Gods also live here among us." Hugul pulled out a sack of steel, square runes and spilled them onto the table. Several of them were smeared with blood, "These are the runes we use for prediction as you say. These are the same runes that make up Ulfaspeak. Each rune has a detailed theological, esoteric, and spiritual meaning behind them. You will find that our concept behind these functions very similarly to the faiths of more... civilized folk. For we believe will and intent to give power to our words. That to weave with the runes is to weave with the fabrics of life. Such concepts are reflected in your own language... to 'spell' a word. To hold words sacred is something every peoples I think has learned, and slowly forgotten. You will find that such a basic idea shapes us for who we are. When an Ulfan speaks or uses the runes, it is of utmost importance to him. But you will not find us a complacent people waiting for a miracle. The best assertion of spiritual will after all, is action. The berserkergangr are another matter. They are the most devoted of our people to the ways of the Gods. They have risen above typical constraints to be closer to divinity. So yes. our people are free and wild," Hugul smiled, "Therein lies our strength. And your interest? What is your nation's interest in us?"

Ketriaz finishes his meal, and then gently wipes his face with a tissue, as he goes on with the conversation he's having with hugul, with slight sense of satisfaction in his facial expression, he carefully noted the facts stated to him earlier about the ulfaspeak and the runes, that the ulfars believe in, also about the facts that hugul told about the bersekers of ulfheimr, and their beliefs, then he spoke "Well, for my nation the so called "Motherland" Ulfheimr is a key buisness partner as well as a key ally in the face of growing ateenian influence, in northern argis, while they certainly believe that ufhars wont understand their implications of so called "Velaherian socialism" and the socialist reality, they think that the erilaz would want to have velaherian weaponry and machinery, as the erilaz and the other tribes wants to develop their individual states into prosperous societies, and a true paradise for the the free people of ulfheimr." He said with a frown in his face, He continued, "The Party believes that a 24 year old, can make the velaherian state spread its influence to other northern argisian states, despite its outdated policies and self interest, in which the people suffer, and people like us, want to emigrate and permanently shift to somewhere like ulfheimr, where atleast i think that a person can find the true sense of living with his/her family and duties towards his family only and not towards a state that believes its people as nothing more than an enthusiastic bunch of workers and peasants," He then ended his talks with " If I can I would really settle in here,  As our Motherland, even if it provides for everything we could possibly desire, but doesnt appreciates our hobbies and passions, while in here, people are free to do whatever they want, as far as i have read in my books and articles from imported sources atleast."

Edited November 6, 2021 by DPR Velaheria (see edit history)

[Guthheimr]

On 11/6/2021 at 6:57 AM, DPR Velaheria said:

Ketriaz finishes his meal, and then gently wipes his face with a tissue, as he goes on with the conversation he's having with hugul, with slight sense of satisfaction in his facial expression, he carefully noted the facts stated to him earlier about the ulfaspeak and the runes, that the ulfars believe in, also about the facts that hugul told about the bersekers of ulfheimr, and their beliefs, then he spoke "Well, for my nation the so called "Motherland" Ulfheimr is a key buisness partner as well as a key ally in the face of growing ateenian influence, in northern argis, while they certainly believe that ufhars wont understand their implications of so called "Velaherian socialism" and the socialist reality, they think that the erilaz would want to have velaherian weaponry and machinery, as the erilaz and the other tribes wants to develop their individual states into prosperous societies, and a true paradise for the the free people of ulfheimr." He said with a frown in his face, He continued, "The Party believes that a 24 year old, can make the velaherian state spread its influence to other northern argisian states, despite its outdated policies and self interest, in which the people suffer, and people like us, want to emigrate and permanently shift to somewhere like ulfheimr, where atleast i think that a person can find the true sense of living with his/her family and duties towards his family only and not towards a state that believes its people as nothing more than an enthusiastic bunch of workers and peasants," He then ended his talks with " If I can I would really settle in here,  As our Motherland, even if it provides for everything we could possibly desire, but doesnt appreciates our hobbies and passions, while in here, people are free to do whatever they want, as far as i have read in my books and articles from imported sources atleast."

"Hávamál 9, A man is happyif he finds good advice within himself. Many men have received bad advice by trusting someone else." Hugul smiled and drained the last of his drink, bouncing on his knee thiughtfully, "Those are pretty words, all the right words actually." Hugul raised his eyebrows, "But we don't know you from Adam. And I have a hard time taking anything you said seriously when you don't even know the basic tenants of our lifestyle and what family and duty means here in Ulfheimr. So yer either frivolous with your words or you're a really pretty talker," Hugul smiled and stared at Ketriaz bluntly and openly, "Ulfheimr is a land that is cruel and unforgiving. those who do not embody it's spirit, will quickly find themselves devoured by the land and its people. Frankly your people's suffering are not of our concern. But you do speak one thing to us, and that is your weapons and armor. So let's start there, and let's see if you have the thick blood to stir the Ulfan spirit," he ended with a toothy grin.

[Velaheria]

On 11/10/2021 at 8:29 AM, Kromeus said:

"Hávamál 9, A man is happyif he finds good advice within himself. Many men have received bad advice by trusting someone else." Hugul smiled and drained the last of his drink, bouncing on his knee thiughtfully, "Those are pretty words, all the right words actually." Hugul raised his eyebrows, "But we don't know you from Adam. And I have a hard time taking anything you said seriously when you don't even know the basic tenants of our lifestyle and what family and duty means here in Ulfheimr. So yer either frivolous with your words or you're a really pretty talker," Hugul smiled and stared at Ketriaz bluntly and openly, "Ulfheimr is a land that is cruel and unforgiving. those who do not embody it's spirit, will quickly find themselves devoured by the land and its people. Frankly your people's suffering are not of our concern. But you do speak one thing to us, and that is your weapons and armor. So let's start there, and let's see if you have the thick blood to stir the Ulfan spirit," he ended with a toothy grin.

Ketriaz was demotivated by the tone of Hugul's talks about ulfheimr, and taken aback, though still he had a glimmer of hope in his heart about his attempts of escape from the velaherian state, and that wasnt going to shatter that easily, still for now, his primary objective was to secure a friendly relationship with the ulfar tribes and to build up velaherian influence over them, without delaying further, he spoke, " Well about the weapons, Velaheria has always been a major weapons manufacturer and exporter, thats partly the reason for the survival of the regime, The VPA has FR-111's, which are quality towed artillery sets, capable of shelling targets at a distance of 25-30kms, at a rate of 8 shells per minute, we also have the KNO-75's, which are our primary Main battle tank models, and are capable of resisting some forms of  damages, though they have some defects due to their relative lack of maintainence. Though i think the erilaz would find the R-67 Combat Aircrafts, as the most useful tools for holding up the ulfar sovereignty." He gasps...and speaks again "Well so these are the initial weapons we are willing to offer to the ulfar tribes in return for concessions for the time being, as a part of the Ulfar-Velaherian Arms agreement, i do think that the erilaz wouldnt be dissapointed by hearing this, and may also reward you for your troubles you know"...he takes a breath thinking about what to talk about next, he spoke in a sarcastic tone to mock hugul about judging him and said..."Although i feel that you are quite experienced and all but still i would like to say that, yea..its not just the ulfars that have the guts to survive in the wild, i would do whatever it takes to prove it.."  

Edited December 2, 2021 by DPR Velaheria (see edit history)

[Guthheimr]

4 hours ago, DPR Velaheria said:

Ketriaz was demotivated by the tone of Hugul's talks about ulfheimr, and taken aback, though still he had a glimmer of hope in his heart about his attempts of escape from the velaherian state, and that wasnt going to shatter that easily, still for now, his primary objective was to secure a friendly relationship with the ulfar tribes and to build up velaherian influence over them, without delaying further, he spoke, " Well about the weapons, Velaheria has always been a major weapons manufacturer and exporter, thats partly the reason for the survival of the regime, The VPA has FR-111's, which are quality towed artillery sets, capable of shelling targets at a distance of 25-30kms, at a rate of 8 shells per minute, we also have the KNO-75's, which are our primary Main battle tank models, and are capable of resisting some forms of  damages, though they have some defects due to their relative lack of maintainence. Though i think the erilaz would find the R-67 Combat Aircrafts, as the most useful tools for holding up the ulfar sovereignty." He gasps...and speaks again "Well so these are the initial weapons we are willing to offer to the ulfar tribes in return for concessions for the time being, as a part of the Ulfar-Velaherian Arms agreement, i do think that the erilaz wouldnt be dissapointed by hearing this, and may also reward you for your troubles you know"...he takes a breath thinking about what to talk about next, he spoke in a sarcastic tone to mock hugul about judging him and said..."Although i feel that you are quite experienced and all but still i would like to say that, yea..its not just the ulfars that have the guts to survive in the wild, i would do whatever it takes to prove it.."  

Hugul wrote down the lists of weapons and armament offered to him by this man, " I trust the schematics will be provided with the models, or are you going to make us tear them apart ourselves to figure out how they work?" Hugul stood up and filled his drink again and sat the bottle before Ketriaz, " I will admit that our weakness lies in our lack of armored superiority. whether that be land air or sea. Nor do I doubt our ability to innovate and catch up with the rest of the wurld but... There's something uneasy in the air. This doesn't feel like the same wurld I grew up in. The soothsayers have dire portents, and the Erilaz himself has seen visions of usurpers. I fear we do not have the time to grow like delicate flowers into trees like the other nations of this realm. We must adapt quickly or die. The same can be said for you Ketriaz," Hugul had seen the hidden crestfallen attitude of the man and was intrigued, " Nothing worth having will be won without a fight... with that. What does your country wish from us in exchange?"

[Velaheria]

On 12/3/2021 at 1:42 AM, Ulfheimr said:

Hugul wrote down the lists of weapons and armament offered to him by this man, " I trust the schematics will be provided with the models, or are you going to make us tear them apart ourselves to figure out how they work?" Hugul stood up and filled his drink again and sat the bottle before Ketriaz, " I will admit that our weakness lies in our lack of armored superiority. whether that be land air or sea. Nor do I doubt our ability to innovate and catch up with the rest of the wurld but... There's something uneasy in the air. This doesn't feel like the same wurld I grew up in. The soothsayers have dire portents, and the Erilaz himself has seen visions of usurpers. I fear we do not have the time to grow like delicate flowers into trees like the other nations of this realm. We must adapt quickly or die. The same can be said for you Ketriaz," Hugul had seen the hidden crestfallen attitude of the man and was intrigued, " Nothing worth having will be won without a fight... with that. What does your country wish from us in exchange?"

Ketriaz looked at hugul and with a slight nod as an indication of approval, he then spoke "Yes the VPA would provide the schemantics for these weaponry and the blueprints to produce them in mass, in return for those the velaherian regime expects that it would get the famed ulfar reserves of copper and semi electrical utilities, while also getting livestocks and labour at subsidized prices, velaheria would also require your nation's or individual tribe's main industrial produces at cheaper prices, in return for all this, Velaheria would provide key industrial machinery to the individual tribes at subsidized prices." Ketriaz was unsure that these demands would be fulfilled or not, and if velaheria could gain its key requirements at lesser costs, well whatever it may be, he choose to carry on with the talks, and spoke "VPA officials have also suggested that if the ulfar tribal forces require then, they could give them military training and assistance in, order to maintain and utilise all these weaponry that the velaherian regime is sending the ulfars, and maybe infact train the tribes on how to fly these aircrafts"  Ketriaz ended with a slight smile on his face, still frightful deep inside at what was to come next.

Edited December 14, 2021 by DPR Velaheria (see edit history)

[Guthheimr]

On 12/14/2021 at 5:47 AM, DPR Velaheria said:

Ketriaz looked at hugul and with a slight nod as an indication of approval, he then spoke "Yes the VPA would provide the schemantics for these weaponry and the blueprints to produce them in mass, in return for those the velaherian regime expects that it would get the famed ulfar reserves of copper and semi electrical utilities, while also getting livestocks and labour at subsidized prices, velaheria would also require your nation's or individual tribe's main industrial produces at cheaper prices, in return for all this, Velaheria would provide key industrial machinery to the individual tribes at subsidized prices." Ketriaz was unsure that these demands would be fulfilled or not, and if velaheria could gain its key requirements at lesser costs, well whatever it may be, he choose to carry on with the talks, and spoke "VPA officials have also suggested that if the ulfar tribal forces require then, they could give them military training and assistance in, order to maintain and utilise all these weaponry that the velaherian regime is sending the ulfars, and maybe infact train the tribes on how to fly these aircrafts"  Ketriaz ended with a slight smile on his face, still frightful deep inside at what was to come next.

Hugul nodded and listened until Ketriaz was done, "Your copper will be provided at 20% above cost compared to the 80% offered on our markets, this will allow us to maintain enough of a profit to play with. Nor will you simply be able to buy up all of our copper, you may have our surplus, which I estimate to about 45,000 tons per year. You may also use our electricity. If you wish to aid us in our nuclear reactor program, then that means more juice for the both of us to share," Hugul laughed at his stupid joke, " I agree to everything else," Hugul said flatly and tapped his foot on the floor, staring at Ketriaz like a wolf eyeing a deer, "I realize Ulfheimr has to play its part in these deals. We do not have much room to demand. Not yet. But we grow fast. Remember to keep this in mind when we have... arrived."