A New Era
The City Of Szarów, Capital Of Skarten
The Palace Of Jaszt
The City Of Szarów, Capital Of Skarten
The Palace Of Jaszt
It was very early in the Skartenian Capital. The sun had yet to visibly rise from the horizon, and much of the citizens of that city were still either sleeping or getting ready to go to their work. The weather was rather cold, even for those already used to the climate of the region, for it had rained the night before. Still, it was a relatively calm morning in the great city, who had seen many grand events in it's history, and would continue to do so until god knows when.
Among the many buildings in this city, one of the most notable one was the Royal Palace, the ancestral home of the royal family who had for many centuries been the leaders of the nation known as Skarten.
On one of the many rooms of the palace, near by the window, was an rather notable man in luxurious attire. He was of around the age of twenty two, rather young for the position which he filled. The man, at the moment, simply stared out of an window, looking at the city below him that was waking up. This man was, of course, the man himself, Król Aleksander Kazetny-Schaffenburg VII, King & Ruler Of Skarten.
The reason why he was in that place, sitting by a window so early in the morning, was simple. Truth is, he simply liked watching the city, especially in the morning. But more than that, he was thinking. Several events had happened lately, world-scale events that echoed throughout the land. For one, the nation of Norcourt had declared war on one of the Western League's members. This could prove to be bad, especially considering Norcourt was part of the Imperial Bloc, and allies with Skarten's centuries old enemy, Ruskland.
Luckily, no reaction seemed to come from the old Cthulhu cultists from the north, other than an ultimatum that seemed to not have any repercussions after being denied. But no matter what, he knew what had to be done. He had already sent the message a while ago, and by now the orders should have begun to be carried out. It was an rather risky move, but it was overall necessary if peace was to be kept, or at least Eodor saved from being conquered. Either way, aside from his order towards the Norcourtian Problem, he had made it so the Armed Forces were on high alert for possible attacks from Ruskland.
On another note, there was the ball from the Arenginian Ruler, Nikolai IV. From what it seemed, rulers from all throughout the world would go to it, making the prospect of losing such an event simply foolish. Aleksander knew that, and thus, he had already planned out how his trip to Saint Osloverg would go. Infact, this would be an great opportunity to show the technological advancements of Skarten by using transports made with the latest technology. But that would be for later. He had already awnsered the message for the ball.
Speaking of the present, however, two issues lay ahead. First, there was the occupation of Transvaalian colonies, both in Tamir and in the south. On the northern island-continent, essentially all of the occupation had been done by Skartenian Forces, as their colonies nearby allowed it. Furthermore, they had already been tasked with helping in the occupation of the southern colonies, which albeit farther, were still within an good range of Skarten. This occupation truly proved to allow...interesting possibilities. He would have to watch where it would go in the future.
Looking to the east, there was the continent of Indianum. Untamed, wild, and full of possibilities. One country in particular presented an good path for Skarten, that country being Aydnir. Over the last decades, relations had been good with the Oriental Empire, but it seemed lately that the rulers of the region had an interest for modernization, as all smart rulers do. And modernization was something that Skarten could provide, at a reasonable price of course. Adding two and two, one could see that it would be smart to send diplomats over to the exotic continent to investigate the possibility of an deal with their monarch.
Aleksander watched as the sun finally began to rise on the horizon of Szarów. It had barely been that much time since the nine years war had ended, yet it seemed that a great storm was forming on the horizon. He did not know in which way this storm would come to earth, but he knew only one thing, and that is that it would. It was the dawn of an new era on this world of theirs, and it would be in this era that Skarten would finally take it's rightful place. He would make sure of it.
In an relatively dark room, in the early morning, an man in uniform laid on a chair. He was listening to the radio, with it's early morning news programs, always there to inform the common worker and citizen of the latest happenings of the world. The man in question who was listening to the news was an important Skartenian official from the naval forces, Fleet Admiral Stefan Malanski. Although young, he had distinguished himself through his actions in the Nine-Years war, earning this privileged position. Life seemed calm...
Suddenly, an soldier burst through the door, startling the admiral. In a rush, he walked over to Stefan's desk, dropping an document. The soldier spoke, explaining the situation. "Sir, It's an message from High Command. It came just a few minutes ago." He then left, going back to his duty and leaving the officer alone. Truly, this is odd... An order at this time? From High Command? What could it possibly be. Those were the thoughts that crossed Stefan's mind as he opened the file with the message. It only took him over ten seconds to read it, yet what would follow would plague his mind for days, or so he tought. In a hurry, he got off his desk, and left his room, carrying the message with him. His nation called, and he would answer.
FROM: THE ROYAL MINISTRY OF DEFENCE
TO:FLOTA ADMIRAŁÓW STEFAN MALANSKI & ROMAN DURZEK
HIGHEST PRIORITY ORDER
Greetings Admirals. By Order of the Royal Ministry of Defence, ordered by none other than the King himself, you are to immediately organize your numbers and prepare your fleets. As soon as that is done, you are to then sail towards the Norcourtian Colonies of Saxland & Dasda Minor. Upon arrival, it is ordered that you begin immediate patrol around their territories, while remaining on International Waters. You are not allowed to engage, except when in self defense. Keep high alert at all times.
Fleet Admiral Stefan Malaski
In the vast, blue waters of the Eastern Expense, an ship could be found. This was no military ship, of course. It was an luxurious civilian Ocean Liner, an ship made to travels across continents in great style and comfort. This ship in question was headed to the land of Indianum, a continent far east, with much of it's land being untouched by the arms of civilization. According to the schedule, in a few days they would arrive in the province of Sharyz, of the Aydnirian Empire.
Usually, this would have been simply an normal civilian travel, with no repercussions whatsoever on a large scale, if it was not for an small group of members within that boat. Two of them, dressed in fine suits and carrying suitcases, were Kajetan Nusda and Leonard Badroski, official diplomats of the Kingdom of Skarten. Following them at all times were five men with more discreet clothing, their names not revealed even to the men they were protecting. They were bodyguards, members of the O.O.B.N (Oddział Operacji Bezpieczeństwa Narodowego)
sent to ensure that no harm would be done to the two diplomats in their stay at Indianum.
They had been sent there to discuss a possible treaty with the Oriental Power, and open further the gates of commerce between the two nations. They had been given the authority to allow for very reasonable terms, and even close important deals if necessary, but it would be foolish not to report back to their home if given the chance. Either way, this would be an good trip, for the prospect of visiting the exotic land was an constant uplifter for both Kajetan And Leonard. From what they heard, cuisine there was delicious...
From: The Skartenian Royal Ministry Of Foreign Relations
To:The Imperial Government Of Aydinir
Greetings, our friends from the East. It is our honor and pleasure to contact that the Skartenian Government officially wishes to propose negotiations over possibly new economical & political treaties. As of the moment you read this message, two of Skarten's finest diplomats will have departed from Zarbiev Port, aboard the ocean liner S.K.S. Genowefa, and will arrive in around one week, if no complications are met. We truly hope that we are able to find good terms in which we would mutually benefit over.
Signed,
