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To: Their Excellency, Oiguina Escoffier, Trade Minister of the Autokrateia ton Megas Zaxareia, the Empire of Greater @Zaxar

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

 

Your Excellency,

It has been noted by the Holy Imperial Government that your nation is on the verge of becoming one of the largest suppliers of lithium to the rest of the wurld. This is primarily due to the fact that your nation has some of the largest and most readily exploitable reserves and sources of it on Eurth. It has also been noted by my government that your nation has already struck a trade deal with at least one of your fellow Aurelian nations and it also seems that word has got out that Tagmatium is equally interested in pursuing such a deal with your nation. This, I can very much confirm, is the case.

Whilst your nation is not the only nation with available sources of lithium on Eurth, the Empire of Great Zaxar is the only one that the Greater Holy Empire is interested with doing business with at this time. Your nation has shown itself to be a nation whose star is rising at the moment, and it would be in the interests of my nation to help this star to continue to rise. Although we would envision this to be a reciprocal relationship between our nations, as such a relationship would be of benefit to both Zaxar and Tagmatium. To this end, I am requesting that your government facilitate talks starting between your nations' lithium mining companies and companies within my nation that are keen to utilise this source, to enable the export of lithium to Tagmatium.

Whilst this trade would be a good next step in the short history of relations between our nations, there is undoubtedly more that we can do for each other. In order to make this more of a wide-ranging trade deal, one that benefits both of our nations beyond just trading in lithium, I would also request that our nations use this opportunity to investigate what tariffs might be reduced against the other products that can be sourced from our nations, what investment opportunities might be available and what further aspects of trade that we could encourage between our nations.

For example, my nation is known for its expertise in farming, and a standing deal exists between Tagmatium and the Dominions of @Metztlitlaca whereby experts from my nation help to improve the farming techniques employed by the farms of Metztlitlcaca. Equally, my nation is a main exporter of farming machinery, fertiliser and other related products. I know that Aurelia has one of the most extensive rail networks in the New Wurld, and there are several locomotive works that would be keen to do business with state- or privately-owned rail companies in your nation.

The people of Tagmatium, the Holy Emperor and I await your reply.

Through faith in God and through trade, we can bring the wurld's nations closer together.

Takitos Khalkeos

Megas Logothetes, Grand Minister

of the

Logothesion tou Kommerkiarionikou, Ministry of Trade,

of the

Megas Agios Basileia ton Arhomaion

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To: Their Excellency, Megas Logothetes, Trade Minister of the Greater Holy Empire of Tagmatium, @Tagmatium Rules

From: the Imperial Zaxar Ministry of Trade and Commerce

 

Your Excellency,

It is true that we have hopes to become the largest exporter of lithium, both refined and ore, across Aurelia and the Wurld. It is also true that we have struck trade deals with our fellow Aurelian nations and have plans to make more deals in the near future. However, this does not take away from the offer you have put before us as Tagmatium has been a valuable partner to several nations similar to us in the past and we realize the values that a trade deal like this would bring to both of our nations.

We realize that there are several other nations across Eurth with access to large lithium deposits and we are very much appreciative of the commitment of your nation to focus only on ours. The Zaxar economy is indeed expanding rapidly and we have several large mining cooperations who are very keen to compete for your large Aroman markets. The Empire is not one of a self-centered peoples and any deal we may construct will of course be of mutual benefit for our nations.

As the Zaxar market is just now beginning to grow quite rapidly, there is indeed an expanding and under-filled market here for many goods which can be found in Tagmatium. It is because of this that we feel a wide-reaching trade deal would be of great value to our nation. However, we do realize that the Tagmatium market is largely based on the agricultural sector as well as a heavy industrial sector, the former of which could outproduce, and likely, outcompete the large agricultural sector of Zaxar. It is to this end that we would like to express our interest in a broad, industrial based trade deal which would leave in place the grain tariffs which keep our own domestic farmers competitive.

Zaxar is particularly interested in the locomotive and farming equipment sectors of your industry as we look to expand our national infrastructure to match that of our rail-loving neighbors. In return, Zaxar can not only offer our sought after lithium, but exports from our large and developed commercial aquaculture industry as well as our small and budding pharmaceuticals industry.

May the ancestors make this a blessed and fruitful endeavor for both our nations

Oiguina Escoffier

Minister of Trade and Commerce

of the

Empire of Greater Zaxar

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      The appearance of the guards might be deceptive - they were drawn from decorated combat veterans from the Tagmatine army or from candidates that had especially impressed their instructors during training. They would die to protect their charges and took their roles extremely seriously.
      As well as soldiers from the Tagmata, at all times dignitaries and attendants from the amongst the government, the civil service and the court aristocracy waited on the throne, even if it was vacant. They were dressed in jewelled robes of ancient, although not out of date, style. Whilst the positions within the court aristocracy were not hereditary, members of it were often granted great estates within Arhomaneia. This meant that they would have the time to wait on the Agios Basileos kai Autokrator without having to worry about money or inability to afford the splendour in which they would have to dress. They may not have been as powerful as the military or bureaucratic aristocracies in the reign of Kommodos III, but there was power in proximity to greater power. They were the cup bearers, the concierges and ushers, with their families having been in the service of the Greater Holy Empire for generations, even centuries. Being close to the Holy Emperor for many hours meant that they often had his or her ear and even become valued confidantes. They might be perceived as useless hangers-on by some but that often couldn't be much further than the truth. The Greater Holy Empire would last, and they would have their day again.
      With the guards around the throne and the attendants surrounding it, completing the groups within the throne room were a choir of monks, chanting praise to Christ. They were dressed in black clerical robes that were a sharp contrast to the sumptuous dress of the courtiers and the elaborate uniforms of the bodyguards. Bishops and other prelates were often in the state throne room too, as the Holy Emperor has such an important role within the affairs of the Church. The smell of incense permeated the cavernous room. If the Holy Emperor was present, then the chanting would cease and a respectful silence would dominate the room. Only if the Vice-Gerent of God willed it would that be broken. Court ceremony was entirely designed to emphasise the dignity and prestige of the monarch and to imply the superhuman nature of the one that sat upon the Leopard Throne.
      Recent years have seen a resurgence in activity from the Greater Holy Empire. At first, its attention had been focussed beyond Europa, then Arhomaneia turned somewhat quiet. Unlike @Adaptus, Tagmatium's closest neighbour, ally and fellow heir to ancient Arome, the Agios Basilikon Kounsistorion has not become destabilised. Eurth had seen the influence of the Megas Agios Basileia spread. Several programmes to improve Tagmatium's environmental impact have taken precedence over the military actions that had seen the nation's international prestige increase over the years. Sustainable power generation has been stepped up across the country, from wind farms to hydro-electric power stations. There has been some rumblings within the nation's borders, primarily from pro-democracy campaigners, although these had been dealt with peacefully. They did not shatter the tranquillity and prosperity that had been earned after the hard shock of the Civil War in EK7513 (AD2005) and the struggle of the nation finding its feet again in the years that followed.
      Arhomaneia had once again become a main player on the wurld stage, with much of Eurth seeing its influence. But the same wurld was changing, and it was said by some that the Megas Agios Basileia needed to change with it, lest it become stagnant and lose its place as the country that all others looked up to. Arhomaneia could not afford to slip back into the background. It had come a long way since the Civil War and had reforged itself under Kommodos Iakoumos, who had been elected to his position in the aftermath. As yet, it remained to be seen how this most ancient and glorious nation would deal with the changes that had happened around it.
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