gilnean victory ball

[The Grand Kingdom of Gilneas]

Oh god not agan the Butlher Gives him a pill in to him and he stops coughing.

the President slows his coughing,"What was the *Cough* Alcohol percentage?" he coughed again.

15% Sir.

[The Greater Nordic Federation]

the President slows his coughing,"What was the *Cough* Alcohol percentage?" he coughed again.

15% Sir.

"Interesting *cough* most alcohol I drink *cough* is at 20% to 25%" the president looked at the bottle and the wine's ingredients.

[The Grand Kingdom of Gilneas]

15% Sir.

"Interesting *cough* most alcohol I drink *cough* is at 20% to 25%" the president looked at the bottle and the wine's ingredients.

have you not had Gilnean port before if you havint your body is getting use to it.

[Great Hyruke]

Chancellor Morgan walked into the palace with two guards. Her usual kick butt, I am the greatest ever attitude was somber and mellowed down. She nodded to the king.

[The Greater Nordic Federation]

"Interesting *cough* most alcohol I drink *cough* is at 20% to 25%" the president looked at the bottle and the wine's ingredients.

have you not had Gilnean port before if you havint your body is getting use to it.

"Well, thank you for that alert." John went to Morgan, "Hello..."

[Great Hyruke]

have you not had Gilnean port before if you havint your body is getting use to it.

"Well, thank you for that alert." John went to Morgan, "Hello..."

Morgan looked at the man, suddenly her usual attitude returned.

Morgan:
Hello, and who might you be? I am Chancellor Morgan the seventh of Great Hyruke and leader of the Parliament. And who are you to address me with a simple hello.

[The Greater Nordic Federation]

"Well, thank you for that alert." John went to Morgan, "Hello..."

Morgan looked at the man, suddenly her usual attitude returned.

Morgan:
Hello, and who might you be? I am Chancellor Morgan the seventh of Great Hyruke and leader of the Parliament. And who are you to address me with a simple hello.

*Bowing*
"I am sorry your majesty, I am President John Washingtonne of the Greater Nordic Federation."

[The Grand Kingdom of Gilneas]

Chancellor Morgan walked into the palace with two guards. Her usual kick butt, I am the greatest ever attitude was somber and mellowed down. She nodded to the king.

King Hordain says Hello madam Plz come in to the ball room Butler get Madam a glass of Gilnean Port.

[Great Hyruke]

Morgan looked at the man, suddenly her usual attitude returned.

Morgan:
Hello, and who might you be? I am Chancellor Morgan the seventh of Great Hyruke and leader of the Parliament. And who are you to address me with a simple hello.

*Bowing*
"I am sorry your majesty, I am President John Washingtonne of the Greater Nordic Federation."

Morgan laughed at the man, she wasn't sure if he was serious or joking. She accepts the glass but doesn't drink yet.

Morgan:
I am hardly a majesty such as Queen Maria, but a close second. Please, tell be about your nation, I have never heard of it.

[The Greater Nordic Federation]

*Bowing*
"I am sorry your majesty, I am President John Washingtonne of the Greater Nordic Federation."

Morgan laughed at the man, she wasn't sure if he was serious or joking. She accepts the glass but doesn't drink yet.

Morgan:
I am hardly a majesty such as Queen Maria, but a close second. Please, tell be about your nation, I have never heard of it.

"Funny thing is I brought a few articles on my Nation."
John passes the Papers over to Morgan.

[Dewhurst-Narculis]

As the sleek private jet taxied to a halt and it's door swung down towards the Tarmac to provide a step of stairs, the lithe frame of Mivrael Lena Nerid-Marin stepped out into the Gilnean night. At 19 years of age,this was her first international event as a leading representative of The Imperial Grand Duchy of Dewhurst-Narculis, born of the house of Nerid, she was next in line for the estate of the Nerid county, the seat of power for the Thralasan Colony. As such she was expected to maintain appearances, on top of her secondary career as a songwriter/artist. Her dark hair cascaded down her back, skilfully presenting as a wave of curves framing her pale face, marked with two string brown eyes. She was slightly short for someone of notable Narcul descent, standing 5'9" in her royal blue dress. Behind her, a man from the Foreign Affairs and Trade bureau, Claus Julreal, a friend of Lena's from their days in school and was hand picked for his ability from the Cerberus department for his ability to formally dance and his connections to Lena. He was slightly darker in complexion than Lena which made him look only less of a ghost, his black short hair and tall broad chested body gave the air of the military, though Lena knew he'd disliked his five year stint in reserves. Wearing a very dark grey suit and matching tie, he cut a good shape next to the equally impressive Lena.

As they filled out relevant travel paperwork and quarantine matters, the crew of the government owned jet had disembarked another passenger, a 1964 Imperator Tiger, a classic gran tourer. Lena smiled, obviously the Grand Duke had pulled a string or two as she recognised this one in its black with white detail paintwork as one from his personal collection. "A gift from His Grace?" Claus asked as he approached it, Lena shook her head as she drew close, plucking out a slip of card from under the windscreen wipers. She read it out, with a sly smile on her face "Dearest Lena, hope you find this suits your transport needs, preferable if you drive it as you know how much this car means to me, yours truly Thomium" Claus raised an eyebrow, "Shame, I was looking forwards to driving this beast" He got into the left hand side, the passenger side in the Duchy. Lena had a bit more difficulty getting in, the Tiger wasn't meant for long dresses or women's heels, so she had to hand her shoes to Claus as she drove barefoot. "Just remind me to put my shoes back on before I get out" she said with a chuckle to Claus.

Navigating the streets of the capital, Lena reached Are Castle without to much fus, despite having a little difficulty putting her heels back on. As she handed the keys to the valet, she could not resist a little Narculian humour. "You're going to need four legs and arms the size of me to drive her" she said with a wink. There was some thrush to that, all Narculian built manuals were known to require fast feet and a fair degree concentration. As they left the bewildered valet behind, they entered the function.

[The Grand Kingdom of Gilneas]

As the sleek private jet taxied to a halt and it's door swung down towards the Tarmac to provide a step of stairs, the lithe frame of Mivrael Lena Nerid-Marin stepped out into the Gilnean night. At 19 years of age,this was her first international event as a leading representative of The Imperial Grand Duchy of Dewhurst-Narculis, born of the house of Nerid, she was next in line for the estate of the Nerid county, the seat of power for the Thralasan Colony. As such she was expected to maintain appearances, on top of her secondary career as a songwriter/artist. Her dark hair cascaded down her back, skilfully presenting as a wave of curves framing her pale face, marked with two string brown eyes. She was slightly short for someone of notable Narcul descent, standing 5'9" in her royal blue dress. Behind her, a man from the Foreign Affairs and Trade bureau, Claus Julreal, a friend of Lena's from their days in school and was hand picked for his ability from the Cerberus department for his ability to formally dance and his connections to Lena. He was slightly darker in complexion than Lena which made him look only less of a ghost, his black short hair and tall broad chested body gave the air of the military, though Lena knew he'd disliked his five year stint in reserves. Wearing a very dark grey suit and matching tie, he cut a good shape next to the equally impressive Lena.

As they filled out relevant travel paperwork and quarantine matters, the crew of the government owned jet had disembarked another passenger, a 1964 Imperator Tiger, a classic gran tourer. Lena smiled, obviously the Grand Duke had pulled a string or two as she recognised this one in its black with white detail paintwork as one from his personal collection. "A gift from His Grace?" Claus asked as he approached it, Lena shook her head as she drew close, plucking out a slip of card from under the windscreen wipers. She read it out, with a sly smile on her face "Dearest Lena, hope you find this suits your transport needs, preferable if you drive it as you know how much this car means to me, yours truly Thomium" Claus raised an eyebrow, "Shame, I was looking forwards to driving this beast" He got into the left hand side, the passenger side in the Duchy. Lena had a bit more difficulty getting in, the Tiger wasn't meant for long dresses or women's heels, so she had to hand her shoes to Claus as she drove barefoot. "Just remind me to put my shoes back on before I get out" she said with a chuckle to Claus.

Navigating the streets of the capital, Lena reached Are Castle without to much fus, despite having a little difficulty putting her heels back on. As she handed the keys to the valet, she could not resist a little Narculian humour. "You're going to need four legs and arms the size of me to drive her" she said with a wink. There was some thrush to that, all Narculian built manuals were known to require fast feet and a fair degree concentration. As they left the bewildered valet behind, they entered the function.

King Hordain Says Welcome Milady Plz Enter the ball room.

[Great Hyruke]

Morgan laughed at the man, she wasn't sure if he was serious or joking. She accepts the glass but doesn't drink yet.

Morgan:
I am hardly a majesty such as Queen Maria, but a close second. Please, tell be about your nation, I have never heard of it.

"Funny thing is I brought a few articles on my Nation."
John passes the Papers over to Morgan.

Morgan read though them. She gave them to one of her guards.

Morgan:
So what is your business here?

[The Greater Nordic Federation]

"Funny thing is I brought a few articles on my Nation."
John passes the Papers over to Morgan.

Morgan read though them. She gave them to one of her guards.

Morgan:
So what is your business here?

"Diplomatic Relations, There was a nuclear strike on our former capital, causing uproar in the USSR, also, Terrorist were attempting to kill me."
John turns around and shoots the window, there is a thud.

[Unggoy Star Empire]

A Black Limousine arrives at the Gates. High General Ures steps out, and makes his walk into the Palace. As he walks in, he looks around for the Lithaunaian Leader, in order to Comfort him. The High General would respectfully not Accept anything from the Gilnean, and had brought along a Popular Drink in the USE, in order to give to the Lithuanian Leader as a sign of Goodwill.

[The Grand Kingdom of Gilneas]

A Black Limousine arrives at the Gates. High General Ures steps out, and makes his walk into the Palace. As he walks in, he looks around for the Lithaunaian Leader, in order to Comfort him. The High General would respectfully not Accept anything from the Gilnean, and had brought along a Popular Drink in the USE, in order to give to the Lithuanian Leader as a sign of Goodwill.

Welcome Sir To castle Darkstone Plz come in to the ball room.

[Unggoy Star Empire]

(Ures walks into the Ball Room, and Looks around. He shakes his head in disgust. He looks around for the Lithuania-Latvia Leader.)

[The Grand Kingdom of Gilneas]

(Ures walks into the Ball Room, and Looks around. He shakes his head in disgust. He looks around for the Lithuania-Latvia Leader.)

King Hordain says what is wrong Sir?

[Archeuland and Baughistan]

Emperor Markus III with a small group of emissaries has arrived in Gilneas to enjoy the festivities and offer its congratulations to the victorious nation, and prayers for Lithuania-Latvia and Gilneas alike.

[Unggoy Star Empire]

King Hordain says what is wrong Sir?

(Ures looks at him)

Ures: I do not care for you're concerns, you Greedy Pig. Where is the Lithuanian Leader? I wish to speak with him. It is important. I wish to show my Respects to him. And, in the case that he may be drunk, take him home, and also tell him what the Unggoy Star Empire will sent, in forms of Medicine and Money to them.

[The Grand Kingdom of Gilneas]

Emperor Markus III with a small group of emissaries has arrived in Gilneas to enjoy the festivities and offer its congratulations to the victorious nation, and prayers for Lithuania-Latvia and Gilneas alike.

Welcome old Friend Welcome Plz go in to the ball room.

[The Grand Kingdom of Gilneas]

(Ures looks at him)

Ures: I do not care for you're concerns, you Greedy Pig. Where is the Lithuanian Leader? I wish to speak with him. It is important. I wish to show my Respects to him. And, in the case that he may be drunk, take him home, and also tell him what the Unggoy Star Empire will sent, in forms of Medicine and Money to them.

King Hordain says HOW DARE YOU FILTHY COMMONER!!! He slaps the man in the face!

[The Greater Nordic Federation]

(Ures looks at him)

Ures: I do not care for you're concerns, you Greedy Pig. Where is the Lithuanian Leader? I wish to speak with him. It is important. I wish to show my Respects to him. And, in the case that he may be drunk, take him home, and also tell him what the Unggoy Star Empire will sent, in forms of Medicine and Money to them.

King Hordain says HOW DARE YOU FILTHY COMMONER!!! He slaps the man in the face!

"WOAH!" John steps between the two, "What the hell?"

[Kingdom of Derita]

Emperor Almahn II walked in wearing a flabyount black and white uniform. A white and black feather plum shot into the air on the front of his fez like hat. Christopher I walked in far more subtle with a simple black and blue uniform.

10 Imperial Class Guards followed heavily armed. The Emperor smiled at them.

[Unggoy Star Empire]

(Ures staggers back, but simply gets up, and says)

Ures: I see that has got you riled up, You Greedy Pig. Now, if you will excuse me, I have better things to do then communicate with Elitists. Please get you're Filthy Drunk Breath away from me, and direct me to the Lithuanian Leader.