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| Topic Started: Jan 25 2016, 11:56 AM (81 Views) | |
| Teutonic Union | Jan 25 2016, 11:56 AM Post #1 |
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 To all nations of the world. Our Empire is one made up of 16 separate Principalities, which over 900 years of fighting, diplomatic talks, treaties, marriage and negotiation have formed themselves into one harmonious nation. While our Empire has now been at peace since 1701 it has become customary for each Principality to annually declare their loyalty to the Empire at a day of celebration known as the Bending of the Knee. This day may appear to outsiders as a day where people show submission to an Emperor, however this is far from the truth. Today our Emperor is elected by the people once his successors dies or abdicates, therefore this is about those in charge of many aspects of our nation showing their acceptance of the will of the people as well as the unity of our Empire. The day involves a large parade of people through the streets of Vahlberg, before each Principalities Head of State takes their turn renewing their oath of loyalty to the Empire while the Emperor distributes gifts to the Prince's and Princesses. The day is also a chance for our people to express both their own unique cultures of their Principalities as well as share in the common culture of the Empire. We would therefore like to invite you to attend and witness our ceremony as a gesture of friendship to the wider world. We have long neglected our international neighbours and we seek to remedy this. In addition to celebrating our culture with us this would be an excellent opportunity diplomacy between our nations and I, and the Prince's /Princesses of the Empire are happy to make ourselves available for any discussions. With Best Regards Emperor Hans II Prince of Thale Duke of Ruddesheim. OOC - OK I wanted to get something underway, I essentially have 16 royal families ranging from the mega influential, like the Emperors family, down to the almost pathetic Principality of Mustla which has only 2million inhabitants and seemingly zero influence. I'm currently making a mega factbook for each. http://nslazarus.com/archive/Audaxia/single/?p=8495835&t=8311859 and this should be done by tomorrow (maybe wishful thinking). If you want to meet any particular royal (some of your leaders may have particular interests, may think they'd connect well etc, I've tried to give each a little personality) please specify as otherwise you may end up being allocated one. |
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| Sad-States | Jan 25 2016, 05:58 PM Post #2 |
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OCC: I'd like to make my part to take place after the Maddomainian Summit. Maddomainia Maddoma Maddoman Royal Palace As all of the foreigners began to leave to go home to their homelands, the Malsonian envoys did not. One of the envoys walked up to Maximus when he got the chance to see him (occ: sorry for the liberty, we've discussed that Malson was going to do this anyways) and attempted to get the Emperor's attention. Instantly the envoy was surrounded by armed men of the Maddoman Royal Legion, the dispatch of the Special Forces of Maddomainia that protected the Palace. They aimed their guns at the envoy, ready to fire until a firm voice broke the silence. "Lower your weapons, this is an order!" Stated Maximus. "Lower your weapons, men. You heard him," the Captain stated. As the men left the area to return to their posts, Maximus walked up to the envoy and said, "I am sorry for what has happened. Are you okay?" "I am fine, your majesty." "Good. What do you need?" "The nation of Malson wishes to assist the Maddomainians with the war against the Salonians. Do you accept our offer?" "As you're nation is apart of the United Drazic Pact, I can't deny your offer, nor would I - I accept." As the other envoys began to walk towards the Emperor, Amanda Dvorak runs up saying, "Father! Father! The Foreign Affairs Department relayed us a message. It's regarding the Teutonic Union. They wish for you to go for diplomatic talks." "Say what? I cannot. I have to lead my men to war." "Father, you've stated you wish for Maddomainia to not go down the path the First Maddoman Empire went down..." "Who am I to allow fellow Drazics die by the hands of the Sals? This is not up for debate. I am delegating my authority over this diplomatic meeting to you, I want you to go and represent the Empire." "But-" "For the last fucking time, this is not debatable. You're going to be the next leader of the Empire. Now I must go." Amanda sighed and made her way to the Maddomainian Foreign Affairs Head Quarters in Maddoma to have a message sent back for the diplomatic conference. When she entered she handed a note to one of the Maddomainian Diplomats who was ready to make their way to the Teutonic Union. The note read the following: "Greetings From The Maddoman Empire, We've received your letter and we agree to go and meet one of your royal families. The Maddoman Emperor, Maximus Dvorak sadly cannot make it to the conference due to the ongoing war with the Salonians which is his top priority currently. He has delegated the authority of the conference to his daughter, Amanda Dvorak. Sincerely, The Maddomainian Foreign Affairs Department |
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| Haydatia | Jan 26 2016, 07:46 PM Post #3 |
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The premier sits at his desk, looking at the message in front of him. Across from his desk through the haze of cigar smoke sits minister of foreign affairs, shifting nervously in his seat. After what feels an eternity the premier looks up from the message. "So. The lords in their high castle signal for us to approve of this farce. They want us to legitimize them. They have nerve to ask this of a nation that represents the people, the destroyers of the class system," booms the Premier. "Premier Comrade, this is a needed political display. If we are to succeed and promote socialism in this union we must acknowledge their political and social beliefs." The Foreign minister was visibly uncomfortable. The Premier represented all of the working people in Haydatia, he was a veteran of the revolution. "Fine! Organise the trip." "Thank you Premier Comrade." The Foreign minister let out a small sigh of relief as he slid down into his chair. "But make sure to organise a trip for me to see the lower classes, the working class. If we are to go I want the proletariat to know we have not and never will forget them." The Premier dismissed the Foreign Minister, as he left clutching his papers he saluted the Premier and walked out. As the freign minister walked out he moved to the side as the Minister of defence walked past, holding a file. At just a slight glance the foreign minister noticed what it was written on the file, "Operation Palace Storm." Walking up to the grand palace the Premier and his envoy walk up proudly in their simpler clothing, they notably stood out. No expensive suits, no adornment of military medals, just a basic suit from a local Haydatian suit maker, the Premier felt most comfortable when he was under dressed for fancy events. The Foreign minister walks proudly up to the greeting party hand outstretched. "A pleasure to meet you, this is the Premier Comrade of Haydatia and his cabinet of Ministers. We have come to oversee the ceremony and discuss the future of Haydatia and the Teutonic Union..." Edited by Haydatia, Jan 26 2016, 10:17 PM.
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