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Sevevill
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Postby Sevevill » Fri Mar 12, 2021 9:23 pm

From: The Great Empire of Sevevill
To: KP Representitives
Encryption: Max

The Grand Empire of Sevevill would like to respectfully return the September Islands to you as reperations for damaged caused to your organization during the invasion of said September Islands. It will be handed over whenever wished by the KP.

The Imperial Congress has also voted to give you 120,000,000 Seves and two Sunshine Class Frigates Imperial Navy Vessel 33 and Imperial Navy Vessel 34.

Imperial Troops will be withdrawn within the week. This letter is offical notice of the Imperial Sevevillan Departure. Reparations will be left on the island.


September Islands.

Imperial troops have begun to pack up the equipment brought and leave the island. Two imperial frigates were anchored off the shore of the island and all imperial equipment was removed from the ships. Cargo ships were brought in and Imperial equipment was put onto the ships while food and other supplies for the islanders were distributed. The Imperial soldiers would be out of the island by the end of the work week and back to the mainland.
The Green Union wrote:-snip-
A people without war. Are a people of peace. We dont like that ~President Joseph Henry
The other shit got too long
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[spoiler=Wars]
First Connarian War [L]
Second Connarian War[Peace]
Stagmarian War [W]
Dracuz Civil War [W]
Liberated Free Nations Upriseing [L] (diplomacy Faild)
The Republic Of Sevevill Revolting Form Sevevill [w]
The in invasion of the NUSSR [W]
Upriseing on the Aroury Islands. [W]
Third Connarian War. [ongoing]



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Postby Arcadian States and Commonwealths » Sat Mar 13, 2021 9:32 am

Sevevill wrote:
From: The Great Empire of Sevevill
To: KP Representitives
Encryption: Max

The Grand Empire of Sevevill would like to respectfully return the September Islands to you as reperations for damaged caused to your organization during the invasion of said September Islands. It will be handed over whenever wished by the KP.

The Imperial Congress has also voted to give you 120,000,000 Seves and two Sunshine Class Frigates Imperial Navy Vessel 33 and Imperial Navy Vessel 34.

Imperial Troops will be withdrawn within the week. This letter is offical notice of the Imperial Sevevillan Departure. Reparations will be left on the island.


September Islands.

Imperial troops have begun to pack up the equipment brought and leave the island. Two imperial frigates were anchored off the shore of the island and all imperial equipment was removed from the ships. Cargo ships were brought in and Imperial equipment was put onto the ships while food and other supplies for the islanders were distributed. The Imperial soldiers would be out of the island by the end of the work week and back to the mainland.
The Green Union wrote:-snip-



[align=center]September Island Crisis is Over

Today the Empire of Sevevill announced its withdrawal from the September Island to the Kamooko Pact, fulfilling the Arcadian ultimatum just mere hours before its expiration. The Arcadian Armed Forces are beginning demobilization of forces in the UCSO, who will return home once the island is under the KP banner. The Freiherr and the Chancellor has thanked the Empire of Sevevill for making the right move regarding the SI along with wishing the Kamooko Pact the best of luck in administering the island.
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Postby Republic of Altos and Stratis » Sat Mar 13, 2021 9:21 pm

The Green Union wrote:
Sevevill wrote:


Industry leaders and politicians within the Kamooko Pact nations have reacted with disgust at Urilas' blatant act of aggression and partisanship. This move comes at a sensitive time for geopolitics in Markion and is likely to further inflame tensions and lead to economic downturn. The Urilas Straits are the single most travelled waterway in Markion and serves as the economic lifeline between west and east, and will lead to the economic isolation of Durradon, the eastern Arcadian colonies member states, and many others.


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Ameria condemns Southwest Bloc, pledges support for Kamooko Pact.

The Ministry of Foreign Affairs has condemned the Urilisian-Sevevillian alliance'ss actions as illegal and designed to incite an armed confrontation. The Ministry has also submitted a request to the Markion Union for adjudication on this sensitive matter. Meanwhile, the MOD has pledged to send forces to support the position of the KP.


Ameria plans to reinforce the KP fleet, sparking outrage from Ameria First.

Rumors that a plan to dispatch two carrier groups to reinforce KP naval forces in the Urlias Strait has predictably sparked outrage among Ameria First Party members. The MOD has denied these reports but has scheduled a press conference to address Urlias strait situation.


American MOD outlines a plan to reinforce KP and Cruising Task Force Markion.

In a highly anticipated press conference, the MOD confirmed rumors that a plan to deploy forces to back the KP in their dispute against the Southwest Bloc exists and is being implemented but would not disclose any specific details.
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Postby Sevevill » Sun Mar 14, 2021 10:59 am

Republic of Altos and Stratis wrote: -Snip-


Imperial News Network



Commotion Over Urilas Throughway Intesifies

Today the Great Empire of Sevevill has stated to the government of Ameria that they have nothing to do with the Urilas Enviromental Tax. Urilas is a seprate entity from the Imperial Government of Sevevill and have right to do what ever they want with their waterways.

"The Great Empire of Sevevill has nothing to do with what Urilas wants to do with their waterway. It is not our asset to control although we will continue to support their goals of keeping their delicate underwater ecosystem. Sevevill will continue to support their ally through this but refuse to let a stubborn un-researched nation drag them into anything they have nothing to do with. " a Quote from Imperial Public Relations Director Mark Stewson.



SG Aerospace Announce Their Next Fighter Jet

SG Aerospace has announced their next new fighter get, A potential replacement for their mainstay the SG-80. This new plane, now only known of as "Next Generation Multi-Role Fighter" will be entering its proving grounds infront of the Grand Imperial AIrforce Representatives, other potential clientele from corporation and country alike and any citizens who would like to view this spectacular jet from grandstands located outside of East Dunn City Airforce Base located just outside of city limits.
A people without war. Are a people of peace. We dont like that ~President Joseph Henry
The other shit got too long
Prase The Empire of Sevevill

Member of the:IRON Alliance

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[spoiler=Wars]
First Connarian War [L]
Second Connarian War[Peace]
Stagmarian War [W]
Dracuz Civil War [W]
Liberated Free Nations Upriseing [L] (diplomacy Faild)
The Republic Of Sevevill Revolting Form Sevevill [w]
The in invasion of the NUSSR [W]
Upriseing on the Aroury Islands. [W]
Third Connarian War. [ongoing]



My wiki http:iiiwiki.com/wiki/Sevevill

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The Green Union
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Postby The Green Union » Wed Mar 17, 2021 5:48 pm

Sevevill wrote:As for any KP Naval ships will be treated as violators of Urilas sovereignty and be dealt with by the Urilasian Coast Gaurd.


Capt. James Steelhead, Aboard Light Cruiser Sentinel, Northern Urilas Straits:

“You’re right, there she is . . .” the captain smiled, pulling away from the deck binoculars. He reached down onto his console, holding the receiver to his ear.

“We see you, Gold Star.” He said, addressing the misshapen blob of an Albatanian cargo ship just ahead. “Maintain current course, and we’ll make the run for international waters.” The sailors went to action stations as Sentinel closed, finally, entering within eyeball distance of the Gold Star . . . and the smaller ship that was shadowing her.

Capt. Steelhead grinned to himself. Gold Star was one of only a handful of KP-registered ships in the Straits that were willing to spurn the tax that had gone into effect hours before, and already the Urilisian Coast Guard had a patrol boat circling in an attempt to stop them. The cargo ship was slow, but still massive and threw out a fearsome wake. They lacked the weaponry required to disable or sink her, any boarding attempt would be risky.

But not impossible.

And the longer they waited, the more opportunity there was for additional coast guard to arrive. Capt. Steelhead was almost bouncing in excitement at how this routine deployment had turned around; after missing the last Urilas crisis, this was his chance to get some serious action under his belt. So without hesitation he ordered the Sentinel to move up alongside, cutting the patrol boat off from her quarry. Hopefully that would either force them to back off, or do something stupid.

At that thought, the Captain stared out over his ship’s main gun. Considering their size disparity, something stupid would give him justification to have a lot of fun.

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The Sentinel is a Haikou-Class light cruiser of the Placeodermsian Coast Guard, currently working on behalf of the Kamooko Defence Council Maritime Command

The cruiser is one of the largest warships in the Placeodermsian arsenal, and only one of a few capable of long range patrol. At just over 150 metres long, she sports:
50 cell vertical launch system
3 x 8 cell box launch system
2 x close in weapons systems
2 x triple torpedo tubes
2 x 25mm and missile close in weapons system
2 x laser shield projector
1 x 57mm gun

1 x S-92 helicopter
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A federation of three independent states and their Arctic territory, currently torn apart by competing interests.
Calendôr is in the GU heartland, located along the Green River. Francophone, it is the most urban nation. Dominated by boreal forests.
Urlistan covers the west coast and mouth of the Green River. English speaking, it is a rocky country based with industry and culture based around the sea. Currently under the control of the Arcadian Empire.
Arasland is a large northern landmass dominated by rocky forests and, above the treeline, tundra. Speaking several dialects of Emerstarian and Arcadian German, and culturally dominated by small communes organized in tribes.

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Postby Sevevill » Mon Mar 22, 2021 6:31 pm

The Green Union wrote:-snip-


Urilas

UNCG Frence, Capitan Sean Mcgillus

They turned onto a course to circle the Container Ship Their cutter started to broadcast on the main straight frequency.

“You have failed to properly file your travel documents with the Urilas Travel Authority. Either turn back or risk you ships and their cargo being seized under Urilas Travel Authority guidelines.” The message played on repeat. While the cutter entered within range of the Gold Star.
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A people without war. Are a people of peace. We dont like that ~President Joseph Henry
The other shit got too long
Prase The Empire of Sevevill

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[spoiler=Wars]
First Connarian War [L]
Second Connarian War[Peace]
Stagmarian War [W]
Dracuz Civil War [W]
Liberated Free Nations Upriseing [L] (diplomacy Faild)
The Republic Of Sevevill Revolting Form Sevevill [w]
The in invasion of the NUSSR [W]
Upriseing on the Aroury Islands. [W]
Third Connarian War. [ongoing]



My wiki http:iiiwiki.com/wiki/Sevevill

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Postby The Green Union » Wed Mar 24, 2021 9:45 pm

Sevevill wrote:Urilas

UNCG Frence, Capitan Sean Mcgillus

They turned onto a course to circle the Container Ship Their cutter started to broadcast on the main straight frequency.

“You have failed to properly file your travel documents with the Urilas Travel Authority. Either turn back or risk you ships and their cargo being seized under Urilas Travel Authority guidelines.” The message played on repeat. While the cutter entered within range of the Gold Star.


Capt. James Steelhead, Aboard Light Cruiser Sentinel, Northern Urilas Straits:

The Sentinel was maneuvering furiously to try and keep herself between Gold Star and her harasser, but the small Urilisian cutter was just too nimble. She was literally sailing circles around the larger KP vessels, all the while blaring her obnoxious demands.

"We just need to keep them off." Capt. Steelhead called, dashing to the port window just as the cutter once again swung out of view. "They can't board if we keep the pressure up!" To that end, James ordered small handheld drones to be launched and the ship's helicopter prepped for takeoff. At the very least they would be able to get a closer look at what it was they were dealing with.

A mere couple hundred metres away onboard Gold Star the small merchant crew were visible rapidly running hoses to the gangrailes, starting their anti-piracy operations. High pressure water would not stop a determined boarding, but it might just buy them enough time to break for international waters.

As their pre-recorded message continued to play on repeat, the Placeodermsian captain finally made his way to the console to respond on an open frequency. He had to compose himself for a moment first, not wanting to sound like he was grinning from ear to ear.

"Urilisian Coast Guard vessel," he began in Markish, "this is the PLS Sentinel sailing under flag of the Kamooko Defence Council. Please confirm that you are not intending to violate international law by impairing the free and legal movement of this commercial vessel, the Gold Star."

He breathed once before going on, staring out at his ship's forward weapons arrays. "Continuing your present actions will result in us taking necessary steps to protect our free and legal commerce."
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A federation of three independent states and their Arctic territory, currently torn apart by competing interests.
Calendôr is in the GU heartland, located along the Green River. Francophone, it is the most urban nation. Dominated by boreal forests.
Urlistan covers the west coast and mouth of the Green River. English speaking, it is a rocky country based with industry and culture based around the sea. Currently under the control of the Arcadian Empire.
Arasland is a large northern landmass dominated by rocky forests and, above the treeline, tundra. Speaking several dialects of Emerstarian and Arcadian German, and culturally dominated by small communes organized in tribes.

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Postby Sevevill » Thu Mar 25, 2021 9:07 am

The Green Union wrote:-snip-


UNCG Frence, Capitan Sean Mcgillus

The cutter circled. It was watching and waiting for a response from the Gold Star but this Cruiser was proving to be... well un-informed at that. He returned to the radio to respond to the Sentinel. He started in to talk in his rough Markish.

"PLS Sentinel, This is UNCG Frence. You are in Urilas waters, This ship has failed to file proper paperwork is being investigated by the Urilas National Coast Gard." He paused his Markish was not very good but it would have to do dealing with this unruly Cruiser. "We are well within our legal right to stop any ship that enters these waters." He finished before turning to his college on the bridge. "See if we have a frigate in range. We will probably need a helicopter by the looks of things."

UNCG Wake. Repurposed Sunshine Class Frigate.

"UNCG Frence. Requesting Support." Came over the radio. Capitan Luke Vermon looked over his shoulder to see a officer about to respond. Before the man could say anything.

"Change course. We will turn to help them." He said to the man as the frigate turned course back towards the straight while her two helicopters were prepared.
A people without war. Are a people of peace. We dont like that ~President Joseph Henry
The other shit got too long
Prase The Empire of Sevevill

Member of the:IRON Alliance

Memberof thecoalition

[spoiler=Wars]
First Connarian War [L]
Second Connarian War[Peace]
Stagmarian War [W]
Dracuz Civil War [W]
Liberated Free Nations Upriseing [L] (diplomacy Faild)
The Republic Of Sevevill Revolting Form Sevevill [w]
The in invasion of the NUSSR [W]
Upriseing on the Aroury Islands. [W]
Third Connarian War. [ongoing]



My wiki http:iiiwiki.com/wiki/Sevevill

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Postby The Green Union » Thu Mar 25, 2021 11:24 am

Sevevill wrote:UNCG Frence, Capitan Sean Mcgillus

The cutter circled. It was watching and waiting for a response from the Gold Star but this Cruiser was proving to be... well un-informed at that. He returned to the radio to respond to the Sentinel. He started in to talk in his rough Markish.

"PLS Sentinel, This is UNCG Frence. You are in Urilas waters, This ship has failed to file proper paperwork is being investigated by the Urilas National Coast Gard." He paused his Markish was not very good but it would have to do dealing with this unruly Cruiser. "We are well within our legal right to stop any ship that enters these waters." He finished before turning to his college on the bridge. "See if we have a frigate in range. We will probably need a helicopter by the looks of things."


Capt. James Steelhead, Aboard Light Cruiser Sentinel, Northern Urilas Straits:

"UNCG Frence," the Placeodermsian protested, "any continued disruption will be treated as a violation of international law, and the Kamooko Pact will use for to stop any illegal actions."

Captain Steelhead paces the bridge. Although he had wanted to position his ship between the cargo vessel and her attacker, the aggressive circling maneuvers of the adversary were making it impossible. Knowing that their diplomatic argument would continue for the foreseeable future, the Sentinel settled herself into a loose formation several hundred metres behind Gold Star. The Placeodermsian drones and helicopter took to the skies, beginning to circle the action happening up ahead. If the Urilisians attempted to board, or worse, then Sentinel would have to move in.

A S-92 helicopter may itself be unarmed, but her crew was determined to get maximum utility out of it. They started making low passes over the Frence, circling her to take photos, and even at times hovering less than a hundred metres above her mast. One crew member braced himself in the open doorway, clearly displaying a SCAR rifle for those below to see.
A federation of three independent states and their Arctic territory, currently torn apart by competing interests.
Calendôr is in the GU heartland, located along the Green River. Francophone, it is the most urban nation. Dominated by boreal forests.
Urlistan covers the west coast and mouth of the Green River. English speaking, it is a rocky country based with industry and culture based around the sea. Currently under the control of the Arcadian Empire.
Arasland is a large northern landmass dominated by rocky forests and, above the treeline, tundra. Speaking several dialects of Emerstarian and Arcadian German, and culturally dominated by small communes organized in tribes.

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Postby Arcadian States and Commonwealths » Fri Mar 26, 2021 6:02 pm

Arcadian Consulate to the KP
Ambassador Falco Schottel



He had just hung up the phone from Casatolo, he was just authorized to begin secret negotiations with the Kamooko Pact over Altaguay. While the territory was seized as a launchpad for an invasion of the Empire of Sevevill it wouldn't be easily defendable against a Sevevillian first strike. He picked up his phone again to an old friend in the KP foreign affairs department and began to inform him of the situation. This would hopefully be a major turning point in the Arcadian-Seve cold war and a hopeful return to normal relations to the Kamokoo Pact.
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Postby Sevevill » Sat Mar 27, 2021 12:47 pm

Sevevill wrote:-snip-


Sevevill
Imperial News Network


Imperial Government putting pressure on Urilas to lift tax.

Today a press release from the Imperial Government of Sevevill has put pressure on Urilas to lift their upcoming environmental tax. In a statement from Imperial Environmental Coordinator Dr. Eric May said this.

"The Imperial Government while admiring the great Island Empire of Urilas and their attempts to protect their natural wildlife have condemned these actions taken to do so. From our standpoint we see there being better ways to achieve the same goal. With this Sevevill will be withdrawing naval support from the region until a proper ultimatum can be brought to the attention of the Imperial Environmental Board."

The Green Union wrote: -snip-


Urilas

UNCG Frence. Capitan Sean Mcgillus

The crew of the Frence continued to circle. Capitan Sean knew that he had nothing more that he could say to the light cruiser that continued to berate them. But the support from the nearby frigate would hopefully help them change their course of actions.

Outside on the boat the crew of the Frence worked their harderst to ignore the pesky S-92 helicopter that was hovering around them as there was not much that could be done to stop it. They were busy hooking up water cannons and preparing smaller vessels for what they assumed would be a entirely problematic outcome.

UNCG Wake. Capitan Luke Vermon.

As they approached the nearby skirmish the Wake readied her own helicopter. Preparing it to make the journey over before the ship would be in range. At the time being it would more be a fight of who was willing to sit around in the straight longer. The helicopter dusted off and headed for the small group of ships.
A people without war. Are a people of peace. We dont like that ~President Joseph Henry
The other shit got too long
Prase The Empire of Sevevill

Member of the:IRON Alliance

Memberof thecoalition

[spoiler=Wars]
First Connarian War [L]
Second Connarian War[Peace]
Stagmarian War [W]
Dracuz Civil War [W]
Liberated Free Nations Upriseing [L] (diplomacy Faild)
The Republic Of Sevevill Revolting Form Sevevill [w]
The in invasion of the NUSSR [W]
Upriseing on the Aroury Islands. [W]
Third Connarian War. [ongoing]



My wiki http:iiiwiki.com/wiki/Sevevill

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Postby The Green Union » Sun Mar 28, 2021 2:10 pm

Arcadian States and Commonwealths wrote:
Arcadian Consulate to the KP
Ambassador Falco Schottel



He had just hung up the phone from Casatolo, he was just authorized to begin secret negotiations with the Kamooko Pact over Altaguay. While the territory was seized as a launchpad for an invasion of the Empire of Sevevill it wouldn't be easily defendable against a Sevevillian first strike. He picked up his phone again to an old friend in the KP foreign affairs department and began to inform him of the situation. This would hopefully be a major turning point in the Arcadian-Seve cold war and a hopeful return to normal relations to the Kamokoo Pact.


Rep. Kiera Armi, People's Palace of Placeoderms, Kamooko, Placeoderms:

Representative Armi let the phone's cord wrap around her finger, listening as her old associate gave his proposal. She resisted the urge to let out an exasperated sigh, instead channeling that frustration into eye rolls and mock strangulation gestures at various items in her small office. It really was typical of Schottel and the people he worked with to come crawling back after all these months, after dozens or hundreds had died and years of nation building in Altaguay were destroyed for their narrowminded imperialist policies.

"Thank you, Falco." She finally quipped, trying to disguise her annoyance. "You know I'm no longer involved with the ministry of foreign affairs, but I do know some old colleagues who transfered to work with the Kamooko Pact when it was founded. I can pass what you sent me on to them and make sure it doesn't get trapped in bureaucratic hell."

Sevevill wrote:Sevevill
Imperial News Network


Imperial Government putting pressure on Urilas to lift tax.

Today a press release from the Imperial Government of Sevevill has put pressure on Urilas to lift their upcoming environmental tax. In a statement from Imperial Environmental Coordinator Dr. Eric May said this.

"The Imperial Government while admiring the great Island Empire of Urilas and their attempts to protect their natural wildlife have condemned these actions taken to do so. From our standpoint we see there being better ways to achieve the same goal. With this Sevevill will be withdrawing naval support from the region until a proper ultimatum can be brought to the attention of the Imperial Environmental Board."


In response to the Sevevillian statements, an impromptu press conference has been held the Kamooko Pact's southern naval headquarters in Grande, Isae. There Rear Admiral Septarian, commander of the Kamooko Defence Command's Maritime Forces South (KDCMFS), praised the Sevevillian decision and appealed to the region for calm.

"This announcement out of the Sevevillian Empire shows that we are not alone." He reminded the cameras, "The actions of this government in Urilas are illegal, just as they were illegal last year when eight KP-flagged ships were sunk. The difference this time is that the international community understands how dangerous and damaging it will be to put this power in the hands of one nation. They don't want to be next."

Septarian went on to appeal to all the governments of Markion, urging them to also declare this action illegal and back the right of shipping companies to refuse paying the tax. He also revealed that, as they spoke, the Kamooko Pact was preparing an appeal to the Markion Union and Greater Markion Alliance of Nations to strike down the tax and declare the Urilas Straits as international waters. This bill, if passed, would curtail much of the power Urilas has held in the area for over two centuries, including the right to bar access.

Sevevill wrote:Urilas

UNCG Frence. Capitan Sean Mcgillus

The crew of the Frence continued to circle. Capitan Sean knew that he had nothing more that he could say to the light cruiser that continued to berate them. But the support from the nearby frigate would hopefully help them change their course of actions.

Outside on the boat the crew of the Frence worked their harderst to ignore the pesky S-92 helicopter that was hovering around them as there was not much that could be done to stop it. They were busy hooking up water cannons and preparing smaller vessels for what they assumed would be a entirely problematic outcome.

UNCG Wake. Capitan Luke Vermon.

As they approached the nearby skirmish the Wake readied her own helicopter. Preparing it to make the journey over before the ship would be in range. At the time being it would more be a fight of who was willing to sit around in the straight longer. The helicopter dusted off and headed for the small group of ships.


Capt. James Steelhead, Aboard Light Cruiser Sentinel, Northern Urilas Straits:

The moment they detected the incoming helicopter, Sentinel's bridge crew leapt into action. A small cutter was one thing that could in all seriousness probably be kept away by some basic maneuvers and firehose use on the part of Gold Star, and it seemed extremely unlikely that they would actually open fire on an unarmed merchant ship. But this helicoper would bypass all of that. Anybody could be on board the helo, and they could easily rappel down onto the big, slow ship's deck. Immediately the cruiser's helicopter was moved into a more defensive position above the cargo ship, and Captain Steelhead ordered the ship's weapons brought to bear.

"Lock on." The Captain warned, "If they get too close I want them shot down."
A federation of three independent states and their Arctic territory, currently torn apart by competing interests.
Calendôr is in the GU heartland, located along the Green River. Francophone, it is the most urban nation. Dominated by boreal forests.
Urlistan covers the west coast and mouth of the Green River. English speaking, it is a rocky country based with industry and culture based around the sea. Currently under the control of the Arcadian Empire.
Arasland is a large northern landmass dominated by rocky forests and, above the treeline, tundra. Speaking several dialects of Emerstarian and Arcadian German, and culturally dominated by small communes organized in tribes.

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Civil Rights Lovefest

Postby Arcadian States and Commonwealths » Fri Apr 02, 2021 3:12 pm

The Green Union wrote:
Arcadian States and Commonwealths wrote:
Arcadian Consulate to the KP
Ambassador Falco Schottel



He had just hung up the phone from Casatolo, he was just authorized to begin secret negotiations with the Kamooko Pact over Altaguay. While the territory was seized as a launchpad for an invasion of the Empire of Sevevill it wouldn't be easily defendable against a Sevevillian first strike. He picked up his phone again to an old friend in the KP foreign affairs department and began to inform him of the situation. This would hopefully be a major turning point in the Arcadian-Seve cold war and a hopeful return to normal relations to the Kamokoo Pact.


Rep. Kiera Armi, People's Palace of Placeoderms, Kamooko, Placeoderms:

Representative Armi let the phone's cord wrap around her finger, listening as her old associate gave his proposal. She resisted the urge to let out an exasperated sigh, instead of channeling that frustration into eye rolls and mock strangulation gestures at various items in her small office. It really was typical of Schottel and the people he worked with to come crawling back after all these months after dozens or hundreds had died and years of nation-building in Altaguay were destroyed for their narrowminded imperialist policies.

"Thank you, Falco." She finally quipped, trying to disguise her annoyance. "You know I'm no longer involved with the ministry of foreign affairs, but I do know some old colleagues who transferred to work with the Kamooko Pact when it was founded. I can pass what you sent me on to them and make sure it doesn't get trapped in bureaucratic hell."



Arcadian Consulate to the KP
Ambassador Falco Schottel


After the phone call, he was now waiting on being contacted by some foreign affairs officials from the pact to begin negotiations. About a day passed, and he was in his residence outside in a small Kamooko suburb with his wife, who was making his morning coffee. The winter was winding down and it was the first day of spring where he'd be able to wear a thin jacket instead of his wool overcoat. Some of the birds were beginning to return as he went upstairs to his home office, and as he opened his email, and saw a reply from the KP foreign affairs office. The meeting was two days away to take place in Altaguay, with a KP garrison in the country. He began to offer a deal for the KP soldiers in Altara.

My nation cannot agree to a garrison in Altara airport before a deal is struck by our nations however what we can offer is a delegate security force of a company-sized element at the airport for the duration of the negotiations. They will be left alone by the local garrison and confined to the airport with Kamooko security teams authorized to accompany your delegates. If a deal is struck for Altaguay to be returned to the Kamooko Pact a permanent garrison will be the first thing in the transition of power.
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Ekkesburg

"You're going to have a lot of fun today with your Auntie Etsch and Uncle Ulrik, okay?" Ingrid nudged the boys over to Ulrik's car as she handed Inge to Etschelena. "I don't know how to thank you for taking the kids off my hands today."

"Well, it's hard for all of us, and everyone needs a day to themselves now and again. Enjoy it while it lasts," she made her way to the passenger seat door. She sat down and closed the door, "Män Godt, Inge! You're getting so big! And you two boys, turning into strong, handsome young men!"

"What are you planning on doing with Inge and Charles today while me and Karl are at practice with Henrik?" Ulrik started the car as his glasses glinted in the bright midwinter sun in the bare sky.

"Me and Retta are going to take them to the mall for lunch, then going back to your house so I can give them some late Christmas presents."

"Has anyone ever told you how nice you are?"

"Well, I'm kind of their aunt. I signed up for this the moment Ingrid had them. What kind of aunt doesn't get presents for her nieces and nephews?"

"Eh, I've had some pretty mean aunts."

"So I'm a good aunt?" She giggled.

"Etsch, you're a great aunt."

Henrik spoke up, "Ulrik, do you—do you know Nikolaj?"

"Yeah, why do you ask?"

"Nikolaj's really good. Can you beat him?" He wormed around in the back seat of the car.

"Nikolaj is a lot better than me," Ulrik chuckled.

Retta and Karl were waiting at the house to go separate ways. Erika lazily walked down the stairs in her pajamas.

"Another late night?" Etsch gathered some things to get ready to go back out.

"Uhm... Yeah. Where are you going?" she rubbed her eyes and sat down at the dining table.

"To the mall if you want to come. Get to know my niece and nephew," Etschelena looked at Inge in her arms and smiled.

Erika's expression lightened a few bits, "Alright, let me get dressed."

Karl and Ulrik got going first so they could be on time to practice. All the wrestlers were warming up when they came through the doors, Henrik was piggyback riding on Ulrik.

Coach Jakobssen walked up to them, "Karl, you can start getting warmed up. Now, Ulrik! It's been a while since you've been in here," he moved to shake his hand with an ear to ear grin. "Also, who's the little guy?"

"Well," he looked back at Henrik and smiled, "this is my nephew, Henrik. Can you say hi?" Henrik waved, and Ulrik let him down. "Is it alright if I just teach him some basic technique?"

"Yeah, that would be great. You can also get him in on a little bit of the practice, none of the hard stuff, just get him in the groove."

"Yeah, totally," he set down his bag and began slipping on his wrestling shoes.

"Why are you putting on another pair of shoes?"

"They're wrestling shoes. They help me move better, and they keep the mats clean."

"Can you get me some, Ulrik?"

"Don't worry, buddy. Me and your Auntie Etsch have you hooked up. You can use your socks today."

"Alright!"

At the mall, the three girls, one energetic little boy, and a gleeful infant walked through the parking lot to the front door.

"You know, I'm still really excited to go to Phoenixia! What city are we going to again?" Erika moved along enthusiastically.

"We're going to Vietschen. You're gonna have a lot of fun. It's a little cold to go to the beach in March, though."

"It doesn't matter. I'll get to see Män Éte Draj in concert!"

Retta walked along and looked over, "What's—erm," she stumbled her words trying to pronounce it.

"It's a Phoenixian indie band," Etschelena said.

"Phoenixian's such a weird language," Retta laughed.

"You know why we're going here for real, right?" both of Etsch's companions looked at her in inquiry, "You're both bridesmaids for the wedding, I'm getting your dresses."

Erika's face lit up once more, "Really? That's amazing! Although, won't it be a little weird being part of the bridal party at my brother's wedding?"

"Well, you're one of the few close friends I won't have to pay to come from Phoenixia. It means a lot to me and Ulrik that you would play this part. And Retta, you have no idea how much you mean to me as a friend. You were one of the few people who even talked to me in my first week here."

"Aw you're gonna make me blush."

Etsch checked her phone, there was a text from Ulrik, "Did those shoes for Henrik get here?"

"Yeah, of course. They're wrapped up at the house with the rest of the kids' presents."

While trying on dresses, they all took turns watching Charles to make sure he wasn't bouncing off the walls of the store.

Everyone arrived home at the same time—around two. The gifts lay in the living room under no tree, because the Mikaelssens had spent Christmas at Rudolf's parents. Etsch carried Inge in whilst Erika guided in Charles. As Karl and Ulrik came in, the girls waved them over.

Karl exhaustedly shook his head with a tired smile, "I've gotta shower, sorry. I'm not taking any chances with ringworm. I'll be right out though." He shuffled into the bathroom and closed the door after grabbing some clean clothes.

"What's up there?" Etsch giggled.

"Coach worked the boys really hard. They're preparing for prep nationals." Ulrik set down Henrik in the living room and sat down.

"How'd Henrik do?" Erika asked.

"Kid's a natural. Aren't you, buddy?" He looked over and smiled as Henrik nodded. "I have videos I'll show you later."

"Sounds great. Alright kids, are you ready to see what we got you?" Etsch turned her attention to the three boxes laying on the floor. "I know both of you boys want to open first, you're gonna have to play a game of rock paper scissors."

Henrik won and ran up to find the neatly wrapped box with his name on it. He vigorously tore into the wrapping paper to find an asics box, inside was a bright brand new pair of blue and silver mat controls. "Oh my gosh! Thank you Auntie Etsch!"

"Don't thank me, your Uncle Ulrik picked them out."

"Thank you Uncle Ulrik!" Henrik looked over and smiled ear to ear.

"No problem, buddy. I wanna see you win in those though." Ulrik pointed at the shoes.

"Alright, Charles. Let's see what you got," Etsch waved over at another neatly wrapped box.

He similarly ripped into the wrapping paper, making a tattered mess of the handiwork. His face lit up when he saw a large box set of injection molded plastic army men. "Woah, how'd you know it's exactly what I wanted?"

"Santa told me," Etsch answered with a completely straight face.

Karl came out of the bathroom with wet hair and a fresh change of clothes on. "Wow, I wish my first pair of shoes was that nice. Also, I'll play army men with you," he smiled.

Etsch and Erika then huddled around Inge as they helped her open her gift. It was a large stuffed duck. Inge cooed and giggled when she saw it, looking up and smiling at the two girls around her.

When all the gifts were opened, everyone began talking around the living room, Ulrik and Karl were conversing about the upcoming prep nationals and MACAs until Karl was called over to play army men when it had all been set up, Henrik was trying his best to take it all in.
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Arcadian States and Commonwealths wrote:
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Rep. Kiera Armi, People's Palace of Placeoderms, Kamooko, Placeoderms:

Representative Armi let the phone's cord wrap around her finger, listening as her old associate gave his proposal. She resisted the urge to let out an exasperated sigh, instead of channeling that frustration into eye rolls and mock strangulation gestures at various items in her small office. It really was typical of Schottel and the people he worked with to come crawling back after all these months after dozens or hundreds had died and years of nation-building in Altaguay were destroyed for their narrowminded imperialist policies.

"Thank you, Falco." She finally quipped, trying to disguise her annoyance. "You know I'm no longer involved with the ministry of foreign affairs, but I do know some old colleagues who transferred to work with the Kamooko Pact when it was founded. I can pass what you sent me on to them and make sure it doesn't get trapped in bureaucratic hell."



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Ambassador Falco Schottel


After the phone call, he was now waiting on being contacted by some foreign affairs officials from the pact to begin negotiations. About a day passed, and he was in his residence outside in a small Kamooko suburb with his wife, who was making his morning coffee. The winter was winding down and it was the first day of spring where he'd be able to wear a thin jacket instead of his wool overcoat. Some of the birds were beginning to return as he went upstairs to his home office, and as he opened his email, and saw a reply from the KP foreign affairs office. The meeting was two days away to take place in Altaguay, with a KP garrison in the country. He began to offer a deal for the KP soldiers in Altara.

My nation cannot agree to a garrison in Altara airport before a deal is struck by our nations however what we can offer is a delegate security force of a company-sized element at the airport for the duration of the negotiations. They will be left alone by the local garrison and confined to the airport with Kamooko security teams authorized to accompany your delegates. If a deal is struck for Altaguay to be returned to the Kamooko Pact a permanent garrison will be the first thing in the transition of power.


The Kamooko Pact responded promptly and bluntly.

The Kamooko Pact reiterates to the Federation of Arcadian States & Commonwealths that in order for negotiations for the end of the Arcadian occupation of Altaguay to begin Casatolo must allow for the Kamooko Defence Council to ensure the safety of all Altaguayans by standing down all Arcadian Armed Forces in the country and therefore permitting the Kamooko Defence Council personnel entry. This is the bedrock upon further negotiations will be built as the offer will continue to stand. The blatant disregard for the seriousness of the situation has been fully illustrated at this moment as the Federal Senate continues to ignore clearly outlined prerequisites for negotiations to begin.

To aid in potential future negotiations, the Governance Council has given leave for the Kamooko Diplomatic Department to reach out to the Imperial government of Sevevill in order to reach a settlement on Altaguay pertaining to the ongoing military tensions between the Federation of Arcadian States & Commonwealths and the Sevevillian Empire. Specifically, the Kamooko Diplomatic Department will be requesting Imperial officials to come into the negotiations to ensure that the Imperial Armed Forces will no longer be a threat to Altaguay and the Federation's interests there. This will end the need for Arcadian military presence and readiness in the country.

Once the prerequisites for negotiation, further outlined below, have been met, the Kamooko Pact will begin preparations for the negotiations that will take place in Altaguay.

Prerequisites For Negotiation

The Federation of Arcadian States & Commonwealths is to, before the beginning of negotiations for the end of the Arcadian occupation of Altaguay:

- Allow Kamooko Defence Council personnel to land in the nation and set up bases in stead of Arcadian Armed Forces bases.

- Cease and desist all current Arcadian Armed Forces military operations in Altaguay.

- Allow Ambassadors from the Sevevillian Empire to enter negotiations as a third party to ensure the safety of the citizens of Altaguay.

Proposal For Negotiation

The Federation of Arcadian States & Commonwealths is to, after the conclusion of negotiations for the end of the Arcadian occupation of Altaguay:

- Recognise that they are relinquishing control of Altaguay by ending the Arcadian occupation and returning it to the citizens of the nation, not to the Kamooko Pact.

- Begin the demilitarisation of the Altaguay-Sevevill border.

- Stand down and withdrawal all Arcadian Armed Forces from Altaguay and allow the peaceful integration of Kamooko Defence Council personnel into the relinquished bases.
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Postby Phoenxia » Sun Apr 25, 2021 5:20 am

It was Ulrik's last night of break, the two lay in bed facing eachother, talking quietly. "When's the soonest you wanna start a family?" Etsch asked, propping up her head with her arm.

"As soon as possible," a smile formed through the darkness of the winter night. A hint of a chuckle in his voice.

"Have you thought of names of kids yet? I have," her smile formed up too.

"I've thought of one, for a first born boy. Lars Frederik."

"Who says the first is gonna be a boy?" She giggled. "I'll make a deal with you right now. If we end up having a boy, we use an Emerstarian name, a girl, we use a Phoenixian name."

"You're on," he reached out and stroked back her hair slowly. "What name were you thinking?"

"Zinaita Juliana. I've always liked the name Zinaita."

"That sounds beautiful. It's hard to believe I won't see you again till the wedding," he continued gently stroking the side of her head.

"I know, but I can't wait," she put her arm on his shoulder.

"I love you, Etschelena. Good night."

"I love you too," she hugged him close as they both drifted to sleep.

She woke up to his bright and early alarm, and began to help him do his final packing. She felt a certain amount of sadness knowing she wasn't going to see him for almost a month, but it was overcome by bright and optimistic visions of the future. Everyone came out to the driveway to send him off.

"Come here, baby," he said softly, reaching out his arms as he leaned on the car. They both wrapped each other in a tight hug as he kissed Etsch'e forehead. "Love you, see you soon."

Then, everyone went down the line until he stepped into his car and backed out.
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Postby Phoenxia » Wed May 05, 2021 4:56 am

City of Ekkesburg

Bride's/Groom's feasts



One would almost expect that with so many wrestlers in one place, the groom's feast would be more unruly, yet at the same time, they were going easier on the alcohol. The boys were at Thomes' house whilst the girls were at the Mikaelssens house. The men were having more trivial fun with impromptu wrestling scrambles on cleared swaths of carpet or games of euchre or holdem.


Meanwhile, Etsch had reverted to speaking Phoenixian—a drunk habit of hers. Whilst the men were on the other side of town playing holdem and euchre with their cards, Etsch taught the young Emerstarian ladies the semi-traditional Phoenixian drinking game, Schöneboið.


Nikolaj came up to Ulrik at the groom's feast as they watched Grenlof and Arjelov wrestle a scrambling match; a rivalry that would surely see through to the MACA's, but for today they were celebrating a dear friend. "I heard you hit a wicked lat drop at nationals. Didn't that kid beat your little brother at prep natties last year?" 


"I guess that's the great thing about wrestling in Emerstari," Ulrik laughed, "you know everything about everybody."


"Well, I wrestled at such a level in Phoenixia that I've known my competition since I started high school up until now. I mean, Rossijov, who I'm challenging for the national team spot wrestled me for the cadet spot, then the junior spot, and then several times in the regular season up until I started my junior year and he fucked off to UIDN," Nik chuckled.


"You think I can beat Kiežki?" Ulrik sipped on his drink.


"Dude, don't worry about the MACA championships right now. You're marrying the girl of your dreams tomorrow."


"I suppose you're right, how's married life going for you by the way? I know it's been quite a few months, but I just haven't had a chance to talk with you," Ulrik leaned in and asked his question to the best of his ability with the commotion of the room.


"It's going absolutely great. You know she's pregnant with a boy? I can't wait to be a father."


"Shit, congratulations, man!" Ulrik raised a high five. "You know, we've discussed baby names already," he laughed and crossed his arms.


"Yeah? What'd you choose?"


"I said Lars Frederik, banking on having a boy first. She said Zinaita Juliana."


"Sweet," Nikolaj raised his drink, "here's to your last day as an unmarried man."


Etsch had invited only a few of her friends from Ilanov, but all her friends from St. Ingolf's, and all her favorite cousins from childhood were there. Not much meaningful conversation went on, but she had the time of her life.


Eventually, Etsch and Ulrik swapped places; she stayed the night at Thomes' estate, driven there by Heda because she herself was in no condition to drive. Karl ended up driving Ulrik back to the Mikaelssen house; as was custom that a couple not see eachother for 24 hours before they are wedded.


Ekkesburg Cathedral

February 4th, 2036



Besides the bride and groom and their immediate entourages, including family and friends, many of the Emerstarian nobility were in attendance, such as Erik XII Georg and the Queen, the Crown Prince and Princess, and the Duke and Duchess of Ekkesburg. The Duke and Duchess of Koborg, as well as several other Koborgians, had also come to attend; the Duke of Öste, Artur Deitrik, likewise flocked with the other Eirikrians to the event.


Most of these royals and nobles sat in a section of their own within the Cathedral, leaving other sections open for the Mikaelssen family and friends of the bride and groom. Some of these friends were wrestling colleagues of Ulrik, like Nikolaj Sirinški, and others were friends of Etschelena from high school, though notable was the lack of Greta. A local newspaper or two would eventually pick up on this in their reporting on the wedding. Still, for an Emerstarian wedding, this was a rather large crowd.


At the head of the Cathedral, the dean stood alone. After everyone and everything was settled, he would read from the Song of Solomon, but, as it was, he was preparing to do that. The dean would then give a sermon on marriage and covenant before the bride and groom took their places on either side of him. When that time came, the two would read their vows.


Ulrik began with his, "Etschelena Heliana Mausen, I don't know where to begin when I say I'm going to express my love for you. So, I'll start from the beginning. When I first laid eyes on you, I'm gonna be honest; I didn't know who this girl struggling to run out onto the mat in high heels was. I quickly found out the next night who you were, at that party surrounded by your family and friends: a kind, humorous, and beautiful spirit. This past year has been a magical experience of myself as a person, and an amazing exploration of a culture I knew nothing more about than they were godless communists at one point. For that, thank you. I can't wait for the adventures that await us in the future."


Her expression remained still, but her eyes twinkled with tears of joy as she began reading from her vows, "Ulrik, when I say you mean the world to me, I mean I would travel across the world to be with you, which I did if that says anything. At first I fell in love with you for your looks and athleticism, but as I dug myself deeper, I found something more. I found a positive role model of a brother, I found a kind and honest friend, and I found you, Ulrik Feliks Mikaelssen."


The crowd smiled as whole in silence, savoring the perfection of the moment; true love forming a holy covenant between man and woman. And the dean handed to each a ring, which they put on the hand of the other. He began to pray, saying, “O Father, may Your name be kept holy. Bless these two whom You have brought together into holy matrimony, and let the glory be to You for their coming together, for this is Your doing just as it was Your doing to bring Eve to Adam, the Shulammite to Solomon, and the Church to Christ. All these things are from You, through You, and for You. Number their days many, and achieve Your purposes through them. Let not one day stray from Your plan, and let their marriage mirror that of Your Son and the Church for Your glory.


"As Christ loves the Church, empower Ulrik Feliks to love Etschelena Heliana the same. And as the Church is in submission to Christ, who is the Head of that body, let Etschelena Heliana be in the same. Put love into their hearts, and let this love not be confused for passion nor for lust. Bring Ulrik to cherish Etschelena, Lord, and Etschelena to cherish Ulrik. You have brought them together as You have brought complementary things together since the first — the heavens and the earth, the waters above and the waters blow, the sea and the dry land, the sun and the moon, the birds of the sky and the fish of the sea, and man and woman — so shall You bring these things to the last.


"You brought together man and God in the reconciliation Christ brought us through His atoning sacrifice, and He was Himself both man and God. Blessed be you, Lord, who has done all these things. May Your kingdom come in Ulrik and Etschelena, and Your will be done in them. Provide them their daily bread for as long as they shall live as You also provide for the birds and the trees. Forgive them for that which they have done against You and for that which they will come to do against You. Lead them into conformity with Your Word, Father. In Jesus's name, for His sake, we pray these things. Amen."


The dean looked up and began to speak to the people rather than God, saying, "Let us not forget what Luther wrote on the day of his wedding, that he felt neither ‘passionate love nor burning’ for his spouse, but he cherished her as a gift from God nonetheless. He said, 'There is no more lovely, friendly, and charming relationship, communion, or company than a good marriage.' Upon that, he said, 'The Christian is supposed to love his neighbor, and since his wife is his nearest neighbor she should be his deepest love.'


"I call everyone here to remember this and to make Luther a frequent example from day to day. Throughout his life, he suffered from numerous health complications, he and his wife had plentiful financial struggles, and the two lost several children whether in infancy or by miscarriage, yet they loved each other as God commanded them and remained as one; their love for each other was an action from the beginning, not a feeling until the action brought that forth. Luther advised the wife to make her husband glad to come home, and the husband to make her sorry to see him leave.


"Ulrik and Etschelena, remember this and persevere. Persevere not in your own strength, but in your preservation by the Holy Spirit. God bless you, and good tidings." The dean bowed his head towards the two and walked off. The ceremony was ending, and Thomes immediately stood up to congratulate the young couple, followed by Erik and then the rest en masse.


All of the wrestlers slowly began chanting, "kiss the bride, kiss the bride," in short and syncopated syllables. Ulrik smirked at them, grabbed Etschelena, and dipped her down for a passionate kiss; not making out, no tongue, but enough to where it satisfied the mob of athletes, who whooped and cheered.


Mikaelssen House

February 5th, 2036



Karlotte had made a brilliant and heartwarming display of pictures for the marriage feast. On a table, there were pictures of Etsch on the left and Ulrik on the right starting with baby pictures and going up in age as it moved to the center, and in the center were pictures of the wedding. Etschelena nearly cried when she saw the thought and care that had gone into the arrangement.


The feast was evidently a smaller affair, around twenty or so people. Most of the guests here were family, and they had planned a larger party to be had with friends later. Artur Deitrik had left back for Öste, but Erik, Elsa, Frederik, Thomes, Annette, and Ingrid were there. Ingrid had brought the kids.


Rudolf didn't know what to say when he invited in none other than the King into his household, the duke was more often than not enough of a surprise. "Your Majesty, I'm honored to just be in your presence."


"No, the honor is mine, Mann Mikaelssen. Thank you for welcoming me into your fine home."


"It's no problem at all, enjoy the celebration, Your Majesty."


"I will, thank you again, Mann Mikaelssen."


Ulrik's paternal cousins who were wrestlers sat in the living room with Karl, they were all talking about the Ducal Championships coming in the following week. Henrik sat listening in as enthusiastic about the sport as ever, and followed along with the jargon and technical speaking to the best of his ability. 


Jos was two years younger than Ulrik, and he was set to wrestle in Erk for college, he was currently nationally ranked, but that almost doesn't mean a thing at the Ekkesburg Ducal Championship, which has the highest percentage of prep national qualifying Gymnasjoms. "I'm so lucky my county was easy. I walked out with two techs and a pin."


"Naw, the duchy is gonna be pretty easy for you. 145 isn't very stacked this year. Meanwhile, at 138, whew," Karl wiped his forehead and chuckled.


Henrik interjected and asked, "What's going on at 55 pounds?"


They all broke into lighthearted laughter at the young boy's comment when Jos said, "I don't know if there is a 55 pound weight in Gymnasjom, buddy. But knowing Koborg as a duchy, you'll destroy 55 pounds I bet."


Meanwhile, Etsch had struck up her first true conversation with Erik since she had come to Emerstari. "I honestly didn't know if you were going to come. I never thought that my wedding would be that big of a deal to the family, me being a distant cousin who's not marrying into nobility."


Erik smiled at what she said and spoke, “Well, I’m honored that you would hold me up so loftily. I’m happy to have come, and I hope you and Ulrik have many happy years together. How has your time in Emerstari been thus far?”


"It's definitely different. Gymnasjom is certainly structured differently than a Phoenixian High School," she slightly snickered mid sentence.


“Indeed, it is. What are you studying in gymnasjom?”


"I'm doing college prep so I can go and study at Bergland with Ulrik. I still have yet to figure out what I'm going to major in."


“Then I suppose I shouldn’t dare to ask you what plans you and Ulrik have for after college?”


"He's talked about getting a house outside the city of Ekkesburg or building a house in that area. I don't know much about how housing works here, but I'm excited nonetheless."


“I’m sure Thomes will be happy to have you two around his parts out there, though you’ll not be too far away from Hrenshållar either.”


"Thomes is always a pleasure to have in company, and being in such close vicinity to Hrenshållar is an added bonus. I'm honestly happy to be where I am now, seeing the current state of my home country."


“It is a shame. Some months ago, I was out there and visited and talked with Greta for a time. I would hope that all things work out, but I don’t think it will end up going that smoothly.”


"Do you think she still holds a grudge upon me? I do hope I'll be able to see her in person sometime soon."


“I believe that, to some extent, she still does. I urged her and still urge her to forgive you, not that you are completely innocent in the matter if we’re talking candidly, so forgive my saying that, but it is futility to hold such a grudge and not edifying either. I hope to make another trip sometime soon. If you would like, you could come along with me.”


"That would be quite nice. We're supposed to go off to Phoenixia next month for a multitude of different activities."


“Wrestling activities, by any chance?”


"Indeed, well not for me and Erika, but I got Rudolf, Karl, and Ulrik tickets to the national championships in Vietschen as a Christmas present."


“I’m sure they’ll enjoy that.”


"Oh yes, they were ecstatic when they opened the envelope," she giggled.


“That sounds like Thomes when he gets a new golf club. Do they have good golfing in Phoenixia?”


"There are a few good courses that I know of, the Vietschen National Golf Club is supposed to be the premier one from what I've heard."


“Perhaps he can join us, then, if he’s able.”


"I don't remember a time when he has ever been to Phoenixia," Etschelena put her finger on her chin and pondered.


“Nor do I. I don’t believe he’s ever been much farther than Køphafven.”


"That's nonetheless quite a distance from Ekkesburg, but I'd be happy to accompany the both of you if you ever chose such a holiday to go on. Öste is picturesque in the spring with its emerald green pastures."


“That sounds like quite the place. That’s where Artur Deitrik is, no?”


"Indeed it is. It's also home to Ønstad County, which I'm sure you've heard tales of."


“I have heard some tales, but I’ve never been. I might have to visit during our trip if they’ll receive me.”


"Speaking of trips though, we've been talking about what we're going to do for Easter. Ulrik's family is pretty split this year, so we've been thinking of going to yours in Hrenshållar, but I just said that for politeness sake I should ask if it would be alright if I come."


“It would certainly be alright for you two to come. You’re more than welcome to join my family in Hrenshållar for Easter.”


"That sounds great! You know, it would be my first Lutheran Easter?"


“Then perhaps you’ll enjoy the gift that Elsa and I got you and Ulrik, that Georg Konungens Translation, if you’ve dealt with the gifts yet.”


"Aw, now you've spoiled the surprise," she giggled, "It's all a strange new territory after growing up with the Merkavić translation, and reading the Bible in Vietian."


“In Vietian? That’s interesting, and period Vietian, no less? Is it that similar to Phoenixian?”


"Fairly similar, but also very different due to the Arcadian grammatical conventions introduced in the 18th century," Etsch looked back at Erika calling for her in the living room, "Oh, I guess I'm wanted elsewhere. It's been a pleasure talking, Erik."


The rest of the night was a hoot, Ingrid had to leave earlier than the rest to get the kids to bed, then Erik left because he was feeling rather tired, then all the aunts, uncles, and cousins slowly trickled out over the course of an hour, then Thomes and Annette were the last to leave. Etschelena was truly in bloom to be surrounded by so many great people.
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