Milarqui
Deity
We are glad that Songhai has accepted the Nile Pact as well. Now, only Madagaskar remains from the six that have been proposed to join the Pact.
CrezNES - Another Return to Our Roots
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Madagaskar will accept the Nile Pact!
Milarqui
Deity
From: Tartessos
To: The Nile Pact
Wonderful! We should start to seek a place where the details of the pact can be negotiated. Again, we suggest the point where the borders of Songhai, Tartessos and the Zulu Empire meet, as it's the most neutral and central point of the six nations that will form the Pact.
Signed,
King Carles the Second
(OOC: I'll PM you with my first ideas, and then we should either talk on AIM, MSN or PMs if there is no other way about what should be changed and that)
To: The Nile Pact
Wonderful! We should start to seek a place where the details of the pact can be negotiated. Again, we suggest the point where the borders of Songhai, Tartessos and the Zulu Empire meet, as it's the most neutral and central point of the six nations that will form the Pact.
Signed,
King Carles the Second
(OOC: I'll PM you with my first ideas, and then we should either talk on AIM, MSN or PMs if there is no other way about what should be changed and that)
Imperial Musings
The end of the war was upon the Wu Empire and stability would return. The new nobles from the former Empire of the Rising Sun were learning their new place in the Wu hierarchy. They were given positions of moderate standing and decent influence for the most part. A few who stood out with ability were given higher posts, but they were intentionally surrounded by Wu Empire officials and nobles so that they could have tabs kept on them, just in case. The new map of the Empire sat on the table before the Emperor and his advisors. They were please. Their ally Koryo had done well for itself during the war as well. The Emperor was pleased. Now if only they could get Taiwan.
From Wu Empire
To Betal-Dare
We are pleased to meet our new neighbors to the west and would like to open peaceful relations and trade with them to improve both our Empires.
The end of the war was upon the Wu Empire and stability would return. The new nobles from the former Empire of the Rising Sun were learning their new place in the Wu hierarchy. They were given positions of moderate standing and decent influence for the most part. A few who stood out with ability were given higher posts, but they were intentionally surrounded by Wu Empire officials and nobles so that they could have tabs kept on them, just in case. The new map of the Empire sat on the table before the Emperor and his advisors. They were please. Their ally Koryo had done well for itself during the war as well. The Emperor was pleased. Now if only they could get Taiwan.
From Wu Empire
To Betal-Dare
We are pleased to meet our new neighbors to the west and would like to open peaceful relations and trade with them to improve both our Empires.
Milarqui
Deity
Palacio Real, Tartesia, Región Capitolina, Tartessos, 31st March, year 1620 of the Kingdom
King Carles the Second was sitting down on his throne, as the dark-skinned messenger made his entrance into the throne room. His translator, Ruggero (a former merchant from the region of Milano that had travelled to the African countries of Madagaskar, Songhai and the Zulu Empire) was standing by his side, ready to translate the message that the foreign man had brought to him, as well as give him an answer.
"Greetings, messenger from the kingdom of Songhai. What news do you bring me from our southern friends?" King Carles said, barely aware of Ruggero saying the same words in Songhai's language.
The messenger started to talk, and Ruggero translated.
"Greetings, great king of the kingdom of Tartessos. This message comes not only from me, Mansa Kankan Musa, but from Emperor Obama the Twentieth of the Zulu Empire and King Radama I of Madagaskar, as they have relayed to me the task of sending you our answers to your proposition of the establishment of a military help pact."
"Which is the answer?" King Carles asked. His policy of dealing with his country would depend on the answer the African monarchs gave him, as a positive answer would secure his southern borders, while he could concentrate in dealing with those pesky Teutons on the north with the help of the Union. The damned bastards had managed to hold the lines against an enemy nearly twice their size, damn it! He really needed to beat them, and the plans his military advisor, one Viriathus, had suggested a new strategy that would pick the Teutons off guard, and with the newly improved weapons of both the normal armies and the Guerrilleros corps, it was hoped that war was truly finished in a few year.
"We accept your idea. We also accept your proposition of holding the pact talks in the Three Corners of the border between Songhai, the Zulu Empire and your own nation."
King Carles smiled. This was truly going to work well, as he knew that the Africans (especially the Zulues) valued honour over anything else and would not try to stab him in the back. Of course, Tartessos would hold to his part of the pact, as Tartessos also held honour as a very important thing, and those who did not held it were derided and lost any honour they might have had in the past, becoming outcasts even in their own family.
"Do you have to come back immediately to your country or do you wish to rest before parting?"
As Ruggero translated his words, the messenger shook his head, and talked. "My Lord, I appreciate your offer, but I have orders to deliver this message to the King of the Union as soon as possible."
The King stood up, and went to the table at a side of the throne room, where several square pieces of Union parchment and ink stood, as well as some wax to seal documents. He wrote three documents, one of them in Tartesic and the others in Anglish (the language that was talked in the UEP) and sealed them with his personal ring. Then he went towards the messenger.
"I'd like you," he said, Ruggero translating as fast as he could, "to take this message to King Prasutagus of the Union. The other messages are a safe-conduct so that you can travel through Tartessos without a problem, and this other message will allow you to take a ship from the port of Laroche to London."
The messenger nodded, and with a smile took the documents and ran from the throne room.
"What do you think, Ruggero? Will this treaty work?" King Carles asked.
"I believe so, my King. The Zulus are honourable people, and they won't betray your trust at all."
The King smiled, and then went to the Cámara del Alto Consejo, where the Consejo would have to meet. The last news would have to be discussed today.
King Carles the Second was sitting down on his throne, as the dark-skinned messenger made his entrance into the throne room. His translator, Ruggero (a former merchant from the region of Milano that had travelled to the African countries of Madagaskar, Songhai and the Zulu Empire) was standing by his side, ready to translate the message that the foreign man had brought to him, as well as give him an answer.
"Greetings, messenger from the kingdom of Songhai. What news do you bring me from our southern friends?" King Carles said, barely aware of Ruggero saying the same words in Songhai's language.
The messenger started to talk, and Ruggero translated.
"Greetings, great king of the kingdom of Tartessos. This message comes not only from me, Mansa Kankan Musa, but from Emperor Obama the Twentieth of the Zulu Empire and King Radama I of Madagaskar, as they have relayed to me the task of sending you our answers to your proposition of the establishment of a military help pact."
"Which is the answer?" King Carles asked. His policy of dealing with his country would depend on the answer the African monarchs gave him, as a positive answer would secure his southern borders, while he could concentrate in dealing with those pesky Teutons on the north with the help of the Union. The damned bastards had managed to hold the lines against an enemy nearly twice their size, damn it! He really needed to beat them, and the plans his military advisor, one Viriathus, had suggested a new strategy that would pick the Teutons off guard, and with the newly improved weapons of both the normal armies and the Guerrilleros corps, it was hoped that war was truly finished in a few year.
"We accept your idea. We also accept your proposition of holding the pact talks in the Three Corners of the border between Songhai, the Zulu Empire and your own nation."
King Carles smiled. This was truly going to work well, as he knew that the Africans (especially the Zulues) valued honour over anything else and would not try to stab him in the back. Of course, Tartessos would hold to his part of the pact, as Tartessos also held honour as a very important thing, and those who did not held it were derided and lost any honour they might have had in the past, becoming outcasts even in their own family.
"Do you have to come back immediately to your country or do you wish to rest before parting?"
As Ruggero translated his words, the messenger shook his head, and talked. "My Lord, I appreciate your offer, but I have orders to deliver this message to the King of the Union as soon as possible."
The King stood up, and went to the table at a side of the throne room, where several square pieces of Union parchment and ink stood, as well as some wax to seal documents. He wrote three documents, one of them in Tartesic and the others in Anglish (the language that was talked in the UEP) and sealed them with his personal ring. Then he went towards the messenger.
"I'd like you," he said, Ruggero translating as fast as he could, "to take this message to King Prasutagus of the Union. The other messages are a safe-conduct so that you can travel through Tartessos without a problem, and this other message will allow you to take a ship from the port of Laroche to London."
The messenger nodded, and with a smile took the documents and ran from the throne room.
"What do you think, Ruggero? Will this treaty work?" King Carles asked.
"I believe so, my King. The Zulus are honourable people, and they won't betray your trust at all."
The King smiled, and then went to the Cámara del Alto Consejo, where the Consejo would have to meet. The last news would have to be discussed today.
Arian
No more ghostbusting!!
Abaddon
Deity
Abalonia agrees with whatever much the alliance comes up with, it can't be arsed with a zillion pm's sorry 
Terrance888
Discord Reigns
I should have 6 growth points due to the Statues.
and 18 banked...
and 18 banked...
Terrance888
Discord Reigns
Guildhouse of Parchment Making
The Guild House of Parchment Making is an Imposing building, one of the larges, in Nates. Contained in one of the largest of these conferencing and workshop structures are vast conferencing rooms to examine master pieces. Museums, workshops, new chemicals and other wonders reside directing inside the building. Scribes and Tanners, skinners and alchemists learn their final steps of their trade here. This is a center of commerence for miles.
A slaughterhouse is out in the country and supply it with soft, high quality skins. Large pastures around Parin are where most of the animals are raised. Fed on a natural diet and groomed, those skins make the best parchment.
South into Huse District are large but sparcely populated farmes. These make parchment for letters, documents and other more minor writing.
Together, the Zone became the Parchment Economical District, similar to others that formed around their guilds...
The Guild House of Parchment Making is an Imposing building, one of the larges, in Nates. Contained in one of the largest of these conferencing and workshop structures are vast conferencing rooms to examine master pieces. Museums, workshops, new chemicals and other wonders reside directing inside the building. Scribes and Tanners, skinners and alchemists learn their final steps of their trade here. This is a center of commerence for miles.
A slaughterhouse is out in the country and supply it with soft, high quality skins. Large pastures around Parin are where most of the animals are raised. Fed on a natural diet and groomed, those skins make the best parchment.
South into Huse District are large but sparcely populated farmes. These make parchment for letters, documents and other more minor writing.
Together, the Zone became the Parchment Economical District, similar to others that formed around their guilds...
Amon Savag
The Great
I do hope you're kidding. Here is a peace treaty that is acceptable by Koryo and the Empire of the Rising Sun. The lands surrounded by a red circle are lands to be ceded to Koryo. the lands surrounded by a yellow circle are lands to be ceded to the Empire of the Rising Sun. Should you accept this peace treaty, you will be given a ROP under escort to africa or something, and perhaps in the future an alliance can be discussed between us.
You can use your immagination on what happens if you refuse this treaty... Wu may even want to take a piece of the pie, if this goes to the battlefield.
OOC: We are the Borg. Resistance is futile.
Attachments
D'Artagnan59
The Gascon
Bull, I just told them to take Nicaragua.
That just basically means, if unspecified, DON'T START A WAR.
Also, if Amazonia conquers me, I won't seek rejoining.
Crezth
i knew you were a real man of the left
Culture flip.
Milarqui
Deity
From: Tartessos
To: Teutonia
Surrender all your lands and become a part of the Kingdom of Tartessos or you will find the reason why Carthage is also part of our Kingdom.
To: Teutonia
Surrender all your lands and become a part of the Kingdom of Tartessos or you will find the reason why Carthage is also part of our Kingdom.
DarthNader
Destroyer of Worlds
From: The Amazonian Empire of Beatledom
To: The Floridian Empire
We don't appreciate your attacking us. We are actually quite puzzled why you thought attacking us even came across your minds. We suggest you get down on your knees and beg us not to exact revenge against you.
The Amazonians were going strong. They had finally crushed the Chavin, who quickly began living wonderfully under Amazonian rule, and under Beatlism. The Amazonians had gained complete control over the continent, mostly through peaceful means, which no other kingdom or empire could have said about themselves. This meant that the people were very happy, and prospered due to Amazonia's strong economy, forged from relative isolation from the world. The only thing standing between the rapidly growing Empire and the Chicagoans, told by Floridians sailors, were small states, some of which warred against each other. The oddest of these was the new "Floridian Empire", who attacked the Amazonians in their northern frontier lands. Amazonia needed to make an example of them, or at least get them to bow down.
In the homeland, Amazonia was perfect. The great wonder of Beatle Itza was complete, the economy was flourishing, and technology was getting better by the day. The Gods had brought so much upon Amazonia, and it was time to cement their greatness in history. Things could only get better.
To: The Floridian Empire
We don't appreciate your attacking us. We are actually quite puzzled why you thought attacking us even came across your minds. We suggest you get down on your knees and beg us not to exact revenge against you.
The Great Golden Age
The Amazonians were going strong. They had finally crushed the Chavin, who quickly began living wonderfully under Amazonian rule, and under Beatlism. The Amazonians had gained complete control over the continent, mostly through peaceful means, which no other kingdom or empire could have said about themselves. This meant that the people were very happy, and prospered due to Amazonia's strong economy, forged from relative isolation from the world. The only thing standing between the rapidly growing Empire and the Chicagoans, told by Floridians sailors, were small states, some of which warred against each other. The oddest of these was the new "Floridian Empire", who attacked the Amazonians in their northern frontier lands. Amazonia needed to make an example of them, or at least get them to bow down.
In the homeland, Amazonia was perfect. The great wonder of Beatle Itza was complete, the economy was flourishing, and technology was getting better by the day. The Gods had brought so much upon Amazonia, and it was time to cement their greatness in history. Things could only get better.
D'Artagnan59
The Gascon
To: The Amazonian Empire of Beatledom
From: The Floridian Empire
Apparently, our soldiers thought take Nicaragua, BUT DON'T ATTACK AMAZONIA meant attack Amazonia. We are quite sorry for this apparent misunderstanding, and we apologize profusely.
DarthNader
Destroyer of Worlds
You must account for your military's faults. We accept your apology, but by no means are we happy with you.
We will see you soon...very soon.
D'Artagnan59
The Gascon
To: Amazonia
From: Florida
We can't punish them from beyond the grave. They're all dead. But apparently, the military commander was mentally ********. We'll train commanders that have passed Remedial English this time.
From: Florida
We can't punish them from beyond the grave. They're all dead. But apparently, the military commander was mentally ********. We'll train commanders that have passed Remedial English this time.
