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| Posted by: Khazaron Apr 26 2005, 10:37 PM |
| The First Archon quietly sat down at the head of the table in the conference room just adjacent to his office. He quietly nodded to all of the Regional Archons present and then cleared his throat. "Well gentlemen, let us begin the proceedings. First on the agenda is the military. How stand our divisions?" First Archon Khara paused and then looked around the table at each of the other Archons, finally one of them stode up. "Excuse, Excellency." It was Philip, Archon of Amaria and the second most powerful person in Khazaron next to the First Archon. "But after some reviews of our military units in this province and the others throughout the Dominion, we have come to the conclusion that the civil war has left us woefully lacking in manpower and technology." The First Archon nodded. "And what, pray tell, is advised that we do to rectify the situation. We must strengthen our military lest foreign invaders and opportunists try to revisit the chaos of a year ago upon us. Do you propose a draft?" Archon Philip shoke his head vigorously. "It's not just our numbers Excellency, our production centers and almost all of our industry is gone. Even with government regulation and careful planning, our industrial sector is on the brink of collapse. I'm afraid Excellency, the only potent course of action at this point is to possibly seek outside help to revive our industry. At least the weapons manufacturers." Those sitting around the table stode in silence and fear for a few moments as First Archon Khara stared at Archon Philip. The room became filled with an almost palpable sense of fear. Many knew that the First Archon was not very keen on seeking outside help and that he thought of it as a sign of weakness to not be self-relient. Beads of sweat began to trickle down Archon Philip's forehead, then the First Arhcon cleared his throat and smiled, causing several people in the room to jump. Chuckling to himself the First Archon folded his hands on the table and nodded. "Very well then. As I am sure you all know this course of action is not the one I would prefer, but extraodrinary circumstances call for extraordinary action. I will die before I let this country sink back down into the darkness it came from. She is destined for great things, and if we must ask another for help in order to get us started on that road, then so be it." The First Archon turned from the assembled people and looked directly at Philip again. "I am putting you in charge of finding anyone willing to help us Philip, is that clear?" Philip nodded. "Yes Excellency." Archon Philip raised up from his seat and saluted the leader. "I'll get started on it right away." Archon Philip said as he turned and left the room. |
| Posted by: Nojika Apr 27 2005, 01:03 AM |
| At the sound of the short lived 'beep', Emperor Brakiss of Nojika, looked at his datapad to see who it was that was attempting to contact him via hologram. Recognizing the jumbled group of letters and numbers, the Emperor pressed a small button that would permit the request. A moment later Grand Moff Kator's holographic image appeared on the holo-transmitter in the center of the room. He looked towards the Emperor and spoke, "A transmission, my Lord, from the nation Khazaron. They seek support to begin rebuilding their military and civilian facilities. Shall we reply?" After a brief moment of silence and a few flickers of the hologram, the Emperor looked up from his datapad, which displayed information on Khazaron, and spoke, "Indeed. Inform the proper government officials that Nojika is willing to provide some of the necessary funds or otherwise equipment that will be needed in this reformation." "Yes, my Lord. It will be done." |
| Posted by: Latao Apr 27 2005, 01:10 AM |
| The sexiest Foreign Minister of Oceania, Latao's Nadia Pumia wasn't amused to hear, that the first nation who greeted the new country was one of these destructive autocrats. She thinks it's important to show presence of the freedom-loving democratic nations and sends out a welcome telegram in the name of the Confederacy of Latao and the FLMS-alliance (Federation of Like-minded States) in the hope, the youngest state in the neighborhood will be an open nation, respecting liberty and civil freedoms. The telegram includes best wishes for the future way of Khazaron and a small http://ns.goobergunch.net/wiki/index.php/Category:Latao of Latao. Signed, National Executive Committee Latao |
| Posted by: Khazaron Apr 27 2005, 09:59 AM |
| A loud knock came on the door. First Archon Khara looked up from his desk, glasses resting gently on his face, a large sheet of papers in his hand. "Come in." the First Archon said as he continued to look over the papers. Regional Archon Philip entered and bowed. "Excellency, I have another response. This time from one of our neighbors in the region." The First Archon nodded and toke off his glasses. Smiling, First Archon Khara leaned back in his chair and folded his hands. "Indeed? I was just going over some offers from other nations in the world. From whom does this new offer come from?" Archon Philip walked over and stode directly in front of the desk. "From Emperor Brakiss of Nojika. We don't have much intelligence on them yet Excellency, but what we do have indicates that they appear to be a technologicaly advanced country." First Archon Khara's eyebrows perked up at the mention of advanced technology. "Interesting. Inform them that I am interested in hearing what kind of proposal they have in mind. Ask them what they would have in return for some of their technology." Archon Philip nodded in affirmation at the First Archon's words and bowed, leaving the room. |
| Posted by: Khazaron Apr 27 2005, 11:02 AM |
| A lletter from the Office of The First Archon of The Dominon of Khazaron Dear Emperor Brakiss of Nojika, I greet you on behalf of my people and am sending you this letter to thank you for your offer of aid to my people. I would like to work out some sort of trade with your government for some of your technology. I can offer little in the way of tangible goods or services as our industrial society is on the verge of collapse. Perhaps you would care to have the mining rights to some of the fringe areas of our country, where previously we had found it next to impossible to work in. I am sure with your technology you could easily mine the place, and due to the lack of previous interest in it, I guaretee a good return on it. Another possibility might be for you to have exclusive trading rights with us, or perhaps you would like the use of on of our ports? I await your reply either way. Signed, First Archon James Khara |
| Posted by: Starblaydia Apr 27 2005, 01:05 PM |
| "My Lord," Isaac said, "a new nation has emerged within the region." "Khazaron?" The Lord-Protector, Tiberius Starblayde, asked. "How did you know?" Isaac said, as the Foreign Minister, Lord Isaac M.C. Chisoko was supposed to be in on this sort of thing before his master. "Being the head of one of the most powerful nations in the region has its benefits, Isaac," the Lord-Protector smiled, "I trust you have a diplomatic greeting message prepared?" "Yes, my Lord." "Then dispatch it," ***** First Archon Khara The Dominon of Khazaron On behalf of the Lord-Protector of Starblaydia, the benevolent Lord-Protector Tiberius Starblayde, may we welcome you to the great region of Atlantian Oceania. Our sources tell us that you are in need of defence. May we first offer you the shielding wings of the armed forces of the Protectorate itself, while your fledgling nation finds it feet in the world. Our industries also produce a variety of defence equipment, which you may also be interested in. Lord Issaac M.C. Chisoko Foreign Minister, Protectorate of Starblaydia. OOC: Take a look at the Regional Map and claim yourself a chunk of territory, then we can work out who your neighbours are. Welcome to AO! |
| Posted by: Lamoni Apr 27 2005, 04:49 PM |
| When the anouncing buzz came from President Stone's hand held computer, he glanced at who was sending him a communication (the foreign minister), and aknowledged the call. "Sir, the nation Khazaron is requesting support in rebuilding their civilian and military industrial infrastructure. What shall I tell them?" The foreign minister liked to get to the point, which was fine with President Stone. "Tell them that the Free Republic can send them building equipment and materials with which they can build their own infrastructure. Then, inform the appropriate governmental departments." "Very well, sir." The foreign minister then cut the connection in order to carry out the President's orders. OOC: The Free Republic bids you welcome to AO. |
| Posted by: Nojika Apr 27 2005, 06:53 PM |
| First Archon James Khara The Dominion of Khazaron The Emperor has ordered a small group of scientists and other professionals to travel to your land and begin work there. These men and women should be able to provide your country with detailed schematics and data to begin to move your country in a positive direction. Nojika currently has no use for any minerals that may be mined on your soil, but the Emperor does appreciate the offer and instead will be providing sufficient equipment so that your people may survey your land for minerals and begin the extraction process. In time, when Khazaron has begun to blossom, we would like to begin negotiations for trading rights and perhaps for a port for Nojikan military use. Should further assistance be required, the Emperor has expressed his desire to stand by your nation and provide what is needed to stimulate Khazaron. May our futures be bright together. On behalf of the Emperor, Grand Moff Terek Kator The Empire of Nojika ---- OOC: As Starblaydia said, check out the regional map and choose a piece of land! Welcome to AO! |
| Posted by: Holy Saints Apr 27 2005, 07:44 PM |
| Hmm? I sense a new presence, Executor. It seems to be... in a strangled and despairing state, sir. The message we recieved indicates that their infrastructure is shot, the prefect of intellegence, however, reports that several nations have lent support already. We need only to send a kindly diplomatic call. Good, send a nice and warm one, they don't need any unnecessary harshness in tone, nothing seems to be amiss. At once, Executor. Prefect Aldranis begins typing a small official communique to the diplomatic offices of Khazaron; <<:Message:>> <<::Subject; Welcome!::>> <<:::Recipient; Khazaron Diplomatic Offices:::>> <<::::BEGIN::::>> Welcome to Atlantian Oceania! We dearly hope you enjoy the region and its vast amount of culture, societies, cordial neighbors and the like! To step off relations on the correct footing, we invite Khazaron to establish an Embassy and any Consulates you deem necessary within The Holy Saint's borders. In light of your message hinting at a monetary crisis within your nation, we would gladly pay for these diplomatic quarter's establishment, with your eventual payment, of course, but that could be worked out via contract. Once again, Welcome, and we hope that all Khazaronians enjoy the region! <<::::END::::>> It is complete, Executor. Their offices should be recieving it momentarily. I think it wise that we also begin to open up a little in this region, we seem a bit stiff necked. Let us begin inviting several more nations to Ambassadorial apartments. Of course, Executor. We shall extend invitations momentarily. |
| Posted by: Xile Apr 27 2005, 09:51 PM |
| Interim-president Tiresan started when he opened the door to his office and noticed papers laying on his desk. He quickly scanned the area, and jerked a passing aide to his side by the collar. "What is that on my desk? Didn't I tell them to bring all matters to me personally in a verbal medium? I want things straight from the horses mouth, not from a typist!" The aide was slightly taken aback and took a moment to think his answer out. "Sir, ummm... that is a message from the nation of Khazaron. That is why noone came and read it to you." Karl's furious glare slowly softened. "Oh" he said, released the aide back into the fray of buearacratic work. He hated handling diplomatic work, one of the few reasons why he missed President Adonis Lauir. maybe i can use our new alliance to exact a more expedient release of the president... He stopped musing and scanned the message and called his typist, obviously not noticing the irony or hypocrisy of doing so. "Alright Vickie, we already have some other nations offering assistance, we don't want to overkill the thing. Send them a message offering the help of Xile and the Lavingrad Pact whenever they ask of it. Don't offer anything specific, that could get them antsy." He paced the room a bit. Victoria Maydn looked up, awaiting his next flurry of speech. She noticed his pacing stop abruptly, and reading her hands on the keyboard again. "Also give them a little information on the Lavingrad Pact, of course making us look grand. Downplay those FLMS pansies a bit. If they are coming into the region, they might as well get to know the basics of power in the region. Make sure they know that power is centered around our Pact, and that those FLMS nations are merely combining to struggle for survival." He smirked and walked out of the room. Victoria sighed and typed out the message. She had a knack for conveying the meanings of the new president through less brash words. She finished typing, and carried the message to be transmitted. (OOC: Check out the FLMS and Tariskany Calls ... Lavingrad threads for more information on those organizations. You can basically read this as my crude message, don't feel like getting too flowery on this one. Oh, and WELCOME TO THE REGION of course.) |
| Posted by: Khazaron Apr 27 2005, 11:25 PM |
| (I decided to copy over some posts I made over on the NS forums. I don't know if I should just switch all my posts over to here, or keep posting in both, since now nations outside our region and inside are getting involved. Seems a little confusing, maybe I'll have a clearer perception if I sleep on it. Anywho, on to the posts!) A large ciruclar oak table sat in the middle of an ornately decorated hall. What once served the President of Khazaron as his personal dining hall, was now being used by the First Archon and his aides and fellow Archons to call meetings. First Archon James Khara stood up and cleared his throat, raising in his right hand a collection of several papers. "My fellow citizens, we have recieved several offers of support, both from here in our region of Atlantia Oceania and abroad in the world. Needless to say, it would be woefully inefficient and costly to have them all show up on our doorstep one by one. Therefore, I propose that we send out a new message, and invite all delegates who are interested in helping our people to a conference in Archon City, or a neutral ground if there are problems, and discuss the matter of re-building Khazaron there. With all options set before us, we will find the true way out and follow it to freedom and glory for our people. How say you?" The Archons and members of the Provisional Council nodded in agreement with the First Archon. Regional Archon Alchon Damarius stode up and smiled, gesturing to the people present around the table. "Excellency, I believe I speak for everyone here, when I say that you have our full support and the support of our regions." First Archon Khara smiled and placed the papers down on the table. "Good then. Let us begin drafting a letter to be sent to all the nations that have offered aide to us. Let us gather them together, that perhaps we might find a way to save our infrastructure." Several around the table began clapping at the First Archon's words, but one of the Minister of Finance rose up and raised his hand. "Excuse me, Excellency?" The First Archon nodded and motioned to the Minister. "The Chair recognizes the honorable Minister of Finance." First Archo Khara said. The minister nodded and continued. "But once they arrive, how would we decide who's offer to take? And what if some of the delegates refuse to come because of other nations that are already coming. We have recieved offers of help from nations of differing idealologies, many of whom don't appear to get along." The First Archon stode their for a moment, expressionless, possibly thinking to himself, then he smiled. "We will offer diplomatic and trade relations to those who agree to sign onto the delegation. We will also offer them a chance to be on the ground floor in building a new trade of port in our country, one that could thrive and bring billions of domins to the State and those nations involved in maintaining it. This new trade center will not only be a backup center of commerce for us, should something as tragic as the Fall of Archon City happen to us as it did to the Loyalists during the Civil War. Yes, this city will be a grand place, an influx of state-controlled capital." The Minister cleared his throat and spoke again. "But wont our people see that as a sign that we are giving into the capitalists and the corporations?" The First Archon smiled again. "Corporations are no threat, when the state is their to protect its people. As long as we keep a watchful eye on this possible endeavor, there will be no need to worry about foreign hands prying deeper into Khazaron. Besides, as much as it may pain me to say so..." the First Archon's face turned grim. "...we need the money gentlemen." Everyone around the table nodded in agreement. "Well then, if there is no other business to attend to, then I will get to work on drafting the letter personally. Council dismissed." |
| Posted by: Khazaron Apr 27 2005, 11:26 PM |
| From the Office of The First Archon of The Dominion of Khazaron To Whom It May Concern, Your nations have extended their hand to Khazaron in her time of need and she is greatful for it. However, due to the sheer number of responses we cannot, as hoped, meet with each of you individually. Instead, we would like to call together a meeting of delegates from all the nations to meet here in Archon City. Once here we will hopefully discuss a package that could be mutually beneficial to all parties involved. The thanks of a greatful nation go out to all who wish to partake. We await your reply. Signed, First Archon James Khara |
| Posted by: Nojika Apr 28 2005, 12:58 AM |
| First Archon James Khara The Dominion of Khazaron Upon recieving the transmission from Khazaron, the Emperor has made the decision to send a Nojikan delegate to participate in your assembly. As of this moment, the Emperor has not decided who will represent Nojika, but it is a great possibilty that Moff Garok will be chosen. When more information is available about the participating nations and further important details are available, surely then we will know who will represent the Emperor. Until that time, I bid you and your people good luck. on behalf of the Emperor, Grand Moff Kator |
| Posted by: Starblaydia Apr 28 2005, 06:11 AM |
| "Bloody 'ell," Tiberius said, "another meeting?" "That's what they appear to want, my Lord." "Okay, okay. I just hate them," Lord Starblayde explained, "you wait a week for everyone to show up and then there's nothing productive after the first twenty minutes. Then everyone seems to get drunk." "That's just the Strategic Alliance and Federation meetings, i think, my Lord." "True enough." Starblayde smiled. "Who can we send to Khazaron, then? Viannor is in Assington, Carlito is in Latao..." "Lord Chisoko?" "He'll do," Starblayde said, "he is the Foreign Minister, after all. Send him." "Yes, my Lord." |
| Posted by: Lamoni Apr 28 2005, 04:08 PM |
| When he finished reading the second message from Khazaron, President Stone thought about who he would send to the meeting. He finally decided on the Deputy Foreign Minister, as he felt that he would need the Foreign Minister right where he was. |
| Posted by: Khazaron Apr 28 2005, 06:45 PM |
| The First Archon stode tall and solemnly before a set of three mirrors in the Fashionable Lion, Archon City's primier clothing store. First Archon Khara wore a white dress shirt with ruffles sticking out where the v-neck part was, black dress pants that where smoothed out to show not even the slightest rinkle, and over the last mirror on the right hung his black jacket. A relatively small man man approached and smiled. "Is it to your liking Excellency?" he asked with hope in his eyes. The First Archon smilled and nodded. "Indeed it is Thomas, very good work as always." the First Archon replied. Thomas smiled. "How muc do I owe you?" the First Archon said as he grabbed the jacket hanging from the mirror and put it on, slowly buttoning it up as he awaited a reply. Thomas shoke his head. "It's on the house Excellency. I'm just glad I could help in preparation for the big conference coming up." First Archon Khara nodded and patted Thomas on the shoulder. "I appreciate the gesture Thomas, but take this anyway." The First Archon nodded to a aide who had been standing over near the door. The aide walked over, reached inside his pocket and handed over a wad of bills and handed them to Thomas. Thomas stode their, dumbstrock. This was at least twice the ammount of the suit. "Excellency...I...I can't take thi.." The First Archon raised his hand and chuckled. "Nonsense Thomas, consider it a gift for all the fine work you've done for us in the past. Now if you'll excuse me, I have affairs of state to attend to." Thomas nodded and dissappeared behind a red curtain in the back of the store. First Archon Khara turned to his aide and clasped his hands at his waist. "So..."the First Archon said. "...are all the preparations made for our guests at the Glorious Dawn hotel?" The aide nodded, pulling out a notebook bound in leather and opened it. "Yes Excellency. We've also increased security throughout the capitol and have placed checkpoints at all exits leaving or entering the city. Also, the old-Senate house is being fitted to suit our meeting." The First Archon nodded as he listened to his aide. "How does that leave us in the other provinces?" The aide skimmed through his notebook for a second and then replied. "We should have enough to maintain general law and order, provided a major disaster doesn't strike while the delegates are here." The First Archon smiled. "Excellent. Then when are our distinguished guests due to arrive at Archon City International Airport?" The aide flipped through a few more pages in his notebook. "The first delegation is due to arrive in about five hours or so Excellency. " First Archon Khara nodded and was about to say something when another aide rushed into the store, panting and nearly exhausted. The First Archon, with a look of great concern on his face, walked over to the man. "What seems to be the problem?" The aide looked up, his face red. "I just ran all the way from the old Senate building a few blocks down. It's...the..." The exhausted aide stopped for a moment to catch his breath and then continued. "It's the members of the Provisional Council who walked out from your announcement a couple of days ago. They are announcing a formal protest against your actions are saying that if you do not restore elections, they will call for your resignation." The First Archon's face went from a nice, almost tan, color to almost blood red in a matter of seconds. The two aides present stepped back a few feet, visibly scared of what may happen. First Archon Khara let out a frustrated sigh and looked at the aide who had just entered. "Where are these members now?" The exhausted aide, still panting, responded. "Right now they are in Metropole. It seems they plan to stay there until they get a response from you." "Metropole..."the First Archon said as he thought to himself for a moment. 'So it's there they have chosen to make their stand have they? The last stronghold of the Loyalists to fall during the Six-Months War. It doesn't take a genius to understand what message they are sending' the First Archon thought to himself and then turned to his aide with the notebook. "Inform Minister of Security Sunin that I want that building surrounded and those disidents arrested. But give them a chance to see the error of their ways first, if they still persist, then arrest them." The aide nodded and shut his notebook, leaving the store in a hurry. Turning to the exhausted aide, the First Archon's demeanor changed, smiling as he said. "Now let's makes sure everything is prepped and ready for our Welcoming Ceremony for our guests at the airport." The exhausted aide straightened out his ruffled clothes and nodded, opening the door for the First Archon as they left the store. |
| Posted by: Khazaron Apr 29 2005, 03:26 PM |
| The First Archon sat at the very end of the limosine, pouring over a set of documents in vanilla folders as he and his aide where being transported to the hotel to the airport to prepare the welcoming commitee for the arrival of the first delegation. Showing a look of concern on his face the First Archon closed the folder and placed beside him, looking at his aide. "So, the disidents have refused to recant, or listen to anything I have to say unless I restore elections to Khazaron immediately?" First Archon Khara said, visibly frustrated by the whole ordeal. The aide nodded."Yes Excellency. They also don't seem to be bothered with the fact that we've blockaded all roads leading into, or out of, Metropole. It's almost as if they want us to hem them in there." The First Archon crossed his arms and stared down at the floor. "No doubt to make us look like the aggressors and villains of this story, so that when the foreign delegation arrives, they will side with the dissidents because we appear to be bullying so-called 'helpless' politicians." "Might I make a suggestion Excellency?" The aide said cautiously. First Archon Khara nodded and motioned for the man to continue. "Why not compromise with them? Why not find a way to ensure elections are had, but without compromising the iron law of the State?" The First Archon looked up, his face expressionless. The aide waved his hands franticly. "It was just a suggestion Excellency. I am merely trying to make sure we look as good as possible to these foreigners." The First Archon nodded. "I know." the First Archon said. "It's just how can we compromise the will of the State with a bunch of Loyalists who want sell our country's soul away." Closing his eyes, the First Archon seemed to be deep in thought for several minutes as the limosine continued to snake through downtown Archon City. Then, as if a bolt of lightening had struck him, the First Archon sat straight up in his seat, opened his eyes wide, and snapped his fingers. "That's it! I think I may have found a way to appease the disidents. It'll take some work though. Contact the Minister of Security and tell him to inform the disidents that I wish to invite them to this delegation meeting to offer them a compromise. Also, say that I give them my word that they will not be harmed or arrested, provided that they take me up on this offer. However, this is the only time it will be offered to them." The aide furiously copied down what the First Archon was saying and then looked up from his notepad. "Are you sure they will trust us?" The First Archon smilled and chuckled. "Relax, you worry to much. They have to trust us in this situation. With several nations watching us, we wouldn't dare try anything against them." The aide raised an eyebrow at what the First Archon just said. "What I'm saying is that I genuinely want to open a dialogue with them, try and get this whole mess behind us. The sooner this conflict between the New and Old Regime is out of people's minds, the sooner we can get to truly building a great nation out of the ashes of the old." |
| Posted by: Lamoni Apr 30 2005, 04:03 PM |
| "We are almost to Khazaron, sir." The co-pilot of the governmentally owned jet said over the intercom. The Deputy Foreign Minister sighed, closed the folders of material that he had been reviewing, and looked out the window to see one of the escorting F-22H fighter bombers. 'I hate the early morning hours,' he thought to himself as he prepared to land on Khazaronian soil. |
| Posted by: Starblaydia Apr 30 2005, 05:38 PM |
| Lord Chisoko stepped off the plane, though there was no over-fly by any Starblaydi fighters, he was only the Foreign Minister, after all. Only the face with which other nations were presented, so he obviously didn't deserve a military escort, did he? 'Too busy' they said. Isaac tried to smile sweetly. |