Stalinist Territories of Venezue collapse! [CLOSED]

[Venezue]

ooc: Sorry for double-posting but I'm rather pleased someone recognises my NSwiki page which I pend a rather long time on

[Old Tyrannia]

(OOC: OK, if you insist, I will have the North. But I want most of it, and this'll mean that half my troops haven't landed yet, and the people will probably be worse off, as all the supplies would have to be imported by plane. In short, i'll have to change the whole RP. Could I at least have an avenue to the sea?)

IC:

The Grand Fascist Empire of Old Tyrannia

TO: Lord Adolf auf Rimmer
FROM: Office of the Governor-General of Tyrannic Venezue
RE: General Grief

I will have you know I was acting on direct orders from His Imperial Majesty himself. The Emperor will not be pleased. I will also be filing a complaint, and do not think that this is over.
Signed,

Marca Vispansius Buteo, Governor General of Tyrannic Venezue

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The Grand Fascist Empire of Old Tyrannia

TO: Lord Adolf auf Rimmer
FROM: Gaius Romulus IV, Emperor of Old Tyrannia, King of Northern Venezue
RE: Request Denied

I have come to the conclusion that Marca Vispansius Buteo will be remaining Governor-General. You, on the other hand, are clearly too powerful and arrogant. I have chosen to appoint a Council of Tyrannic Venezueans to assist in the running of Northern Venezue, I will be informing the Duke in due time. I assure you, if he values his head he will obey. The Council shall be known as the Royal Council, and I expect you to take note of their opinions. If you challenge their authority, then I will be forced to take further action.
Signed,

His Imperial & Royal Majesty Gaius Romulus IV, Emperor of Old Tyrannia & King of Northern Venezue

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The Grand Fascist Empire of Old Tyrannia

TO: His Royal Highness Oskar Rex Caesar II King of Imeriata and Duke of Northern Venezue
FROM: Gaius Romulus IV, Emperor of Old Tyrannia, King of Northern Venezue
RE: Installment of the Royal Council

I have decided that your council has become too powerful, in the name of the Crown I have formed the Royal Council, a senior council, to oversee and scrutinise the Northern Council. I expect you to comply.
Signed,

His Imperial & Royal Majesty Gaius Romulus IV, Emperor of Old Tyrannia & King of Northern Venezue

[Osea 767]

Soviet Socialist Republic of Osea

The troops of the 1st Romanian Front immediadely began to move across the border. They swept into the Grifziek region, quickly establishing a presence there. Following them were aid workers, along with other workers meant to do the job of getting all public services running in the region and building up it's infrastructure to help create jobs and boost the economy. In Osea, large offers were made to public servants in return for them taking jobs in Grifziek. This would be done using the vast funds available to the SSRO, with it having no intent of getting the money back. The aim was to show what socialism could acomplish, to remove the affects that the memory of the old regime had on the people of the area.

To ensure the best effect from their efforts though, they would need to closely cooperate with the Martilians. So Field Marshall Sergei Tarasov, the commander of the 1st Romanian Front, decided to visit the headquarters of the Soviet Martilian Expeditionary Force. He and members of his staff, along with some economic advisors, set off towards the Expeditionary Force headquarters in a Mil Mi-26 helicopter, escorted by Su-35BM fighters, with a message sent beforehand to allow the Martilians to prepare for their arrival.

[Venezue]

General Grif sat in the darkened room, several cigarette stubs were lying in the ashtray. He took a sip from his coffee.
'Venezue will rise again' he said to himself, looking at the Martilian map of Venezue. The infamous dictator waited for the Martilian commander to return, hoping his questions would be answered. He took another sip of his coffee.
He took out his cracked phone, looked at it, and dropped it onto the floor and stamped on it. This was the second phone he had broken. If he was back in the capital his aide would rush in with a book of phones and the General would sigh and randomly point to any phone. The aide would say 'Good choice sir' and run off. But his aide was dead. The book of phones was obliterated. And his office coated in nuclear fallout.
The General sighed as a tear formed in his eye, he stared out of the window toward the rain pitter-patting on the glass pane. His and the Martilian troops outside were laughing and joking, smoking and drinking. His soldiers did not feel the pain he suffered, they were trained to kill and be killed. The General was taught how to run a country with an iron fist. He reminisced about the days of old, when no-one opposed or threatened him. In his mind he turned the pages of the history books which documented the founding of Venezue. Kyle Jenkins and the Rebels of Venezue.
The General wiped the tear from his eye and took another sip of his coffee, he stared out the window once again. The rain was coming down heavier, the troops began to head inside. The door opened and slammed shut as Kirvek stepped in, he sat at the opposite end of the table.
'Right' He said
'Let's answer some of your questions.'

[Martilia]

'I am not pleased, I assume we have left Venezue and as such I have deserted my people. I have survived through many trials and tribulations this will just be a set back.' The General said, as Kirvek began to walk Grif walked alongside.
'Do you know who tried to assassinate me?' Kirvek walked in silence
'I understand, perhaps we should talk in private.' The General said
Kirvek just nodded.
'Fine. But consider your reply to the following questions. One, have we left Venezue? Two, Who tried to kill me? Three, How can we regain my nation? Four, do you have anything to drink and five...' The General leaned closer to Kirvek's ear.
'Where is the lavatory?'
The General and Kirvek walked away from the plane and the General followed the Martilian leader's footsteps. Kirvek pointed down a corridor and the General hurried down.
'3rd door to the left' Kirvek said, smiling...

General Grif sat in the darkened room, several cigarette stubs were lying in the ashtray. He took a sip from his coffee.
'Venezue will rise again' he said to himself, looking at the Martilian map of Venezue. The infamous dictator waited for the Martilian commander to return, hoping his questions would be answered. He took another sip of his coffee.
He took out his cracked phone, looked at it, and dropped it onto the floor and stamped on it. This was the second phone he had broken. If he was back in the capital his aide would rush in with a book of phones and the General would sigh and randomly point to any phone. The aide would say 'Good choice sir' and run off. But his aide was dead. The book of phones was obliterated. And his office coated in nuclear fallout.
The General sighed as a tear formed in his eye, he stared out of the window toward the rain pitter-patting on the glass pane. His and the Martilian troops outside were laughing and joking, smoking and drinking. His soldiers did not feel the pain he suffered, they were trained to kill and be killed. The General was taught how to run a country with an iron fist. He reminisced about the days of old, when no-one opposed or threatened him. In his mind he turned the pages of the history books which documented the founding of Venezue. Kyle Jenkins and the Rebels of Venezue.
The General wiped the tear from his eye and took another sip of his coffee, he stared out the window once again. The rain was coming down heavier, the troops began to head inside. The door opened and slammed shut as Kirvek stepped in, he sat at the opposite end of the table.
'Right' He said
'Let's answer some of your questions.'

OPERATION WILD WEASEL
Early morning in a remote place within the Grifziek Region
"The Lamb and its Shepherd"

As Kirvek sat down, drinks and food came in. The foods are made by the top chefs within the military just to serve Grif and Kirvek and some of the troops along with them. As the food is being put to the table, Grif stood up and sat down on a sofa near the table, facing to Grif. He then said, "You want some answers?? Well then, the answer to the first question of yours is that, yes you are still in Venezue. To tell you, this region of Martilia was named Grifziek, in honor to you. Being one of the greatest Communist leaders on this once-great nation of Venezue, we have decided to name this Martilian region after your name.

Second, who tried to kill you is something we didn't know yet. But our intelligence are gathering data within the Imeriatan and Tyrannian borders, and to tell you, some of those spies of ours tell that one of that two nations are the one who dressed up the Martilian uniforms and attacked you in your bunker". General Grif sat down as he listens to Kirvek for the answers that he need.

Kirvek continued, "Also, I would like to apologize for not escorting you out of your capital, and let you walk from there to our region. We're being lie-low for these past months as an escalation of tensions between our nations, and we're trying to avoid the war as we still don't know if you're still alive or not. We are receiving radio transmissions of yours on your capital in Zagreb, but were suspected rebel troops are doing this to let us race to the capital. From our reports, the capital is filled with rebel troops who are against Tyrannian, Imeriatan and even the Martilian.

Now, for your answer to the third question, I still have plans in my mind Grif. I don't do careless things that might suffer both Martilia and Venezue once it is on the rise. I prefer to see the situation develops before we make an action. By the way, we will be meeting with the delegates of this three nations in ratifying a peace treaty. A peace treaty in the eyes of Imeriata and Tyrannia but to tell you, its an armistice in our eyes. Food and drink is in there, so the fourth question of yours is answered". As Kirvek stopped talking, he stood up and grab one of the glass of coke on the table and takes a drink on it. He then sat down opposite on the table where Grif is, "Now its my turn to get my questions answered. One, how did you survive on that nuclear blast on your capital?? Two, how did you get here without being spotted by the troops of Northern Venezue?? And third, what plans do you want in taking your once great nation??", Kirvek replied evilly.

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Soviet Socialist Republic of Osea

The troops of the 1st Romanian Front immediadely began to move across the border. They swept into the Grifziek region, quickly establishing a presence there. Following them were aid workers, along with other workers meant to do the job of getting all public services running in the region and building up it's infrastructure to help create jobs and boost the economy. In Osea, large offers were made to public servants in return for them taking jobs in Grifziek. This would be done using the vast funds available to the SSRO, with it having no intent of getting the money back. The aim was to show what socialism could acomplish, to remove the affects that the memory of the old regime had on the people of the area.

To ensure the best effect from their efforts though, they would need to closely cooperate with the Martilians. So Field Marshall Sergei Tarasov, the commander of the 1st Romanian Front, decided to visit the headquarters of the Soviet Martilian Expeditionary Force. He and members of his staff, along with some economic advisors, set off towards the Expeditionary Force headquarters in a Mil Mi-26 helicopter, escorted by Su-35BM fighters, with a message sent beforehand to allow the Martilians to prepare for their arrival.

As the Osean troops arrive, they we're quickly assisted by Martilian military troops and personnel. Then, Field Marshall Tatsukov, commander of the Soviet Martilian Army in Venezue, met with the Osean Field Marshall Sergei Tarasov. Tarasov was in the barracks when Tatsukov came in, he shook hands with Tarasov and asked, "What brings our Osean comrades in here?? And what help do you need??", and Tatsukov smiled.

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(OOC: OK, if you insist, I will have the North. But I want most of it, and this'll mean that half my troops haven't landed yet, and the people will probably be worse off, as all the supplies would have to be imported by plane. In short, i'll have to change the whole RP. Could I at least have an avenue to the sea?)

IC:


The Grand Fascist Empire of Old Tyrannia

TO: Lord Adolf auf Rimmer
FROM: Office of the Governor-General of Tyrannic Venezue
RE: General Grief

I will have you know I was acting on direct orders from His Imperial Majesty himself. The Emperor will not be pleased. I will also be filing a complaint, and do not think that this is over.
Signed,

Marca Vispansius Buteo, Governor General of Tyrannic Venezue

[OOC: Avenue from the sea?? Lets just say a neighboring nation let your troops pass from the south heading north?? ]

IC: The messages was relayed to Kirvek, who is at that time, still waiting for Grif from his call of nature. He then said to himself "I'll take care of this later", and torn the papers apart and burn it into the fireplace besides him.

[Imeriata]

From: his Royal Highness Oskar Rex Caesar II king of Imeriata and duke of Northern Venezue.
To: Gaius Romulus IV, Emperor of Old Tyrannia, King of Northern Venezue.

We must point out that this is an outrage; the northern council does not wield any power more than a normal duke from any of the Imeriatan dukedoms, and we have the ability to nullify any orders given by them. As for the forming of another council to supervise the northern council we do have to say abruptly NO as this would violate the treaty that clearly states that administrative rule is to be handled only by Imeriatan officials and as such the crown of Northern Venezue is only a ceremonial title with no power to order a forming of a second council. And we do protest and strongly forbid that any Tyrannian forces will take a single step into the soil of Northern Venezue, and yes we do have the right to do that as it is clearly within our legal rights to do so.

Signed and approved by: his Royal Highness Oskar Rex Caesar II king of Imeriata and Duke of Northern Venezue.



From: his Royal Highness Oskar Rex Caesar II King of Imeriata and duke of Northern Venezue.
To: Aleksander Mironov, Premier of the Soviet Socialist Republic of Osea, Chairman of the Central Commitee of the Osean Communist Party and Office of the Military Governor of the Grifziek Region.

We would like to officially invite diplomats to our nation to further help to advance the stability of the region. We are willing to negotiate further peace treaties to promote wealth and the living standard of the people of Venezue.

Signed and approved by: his Royal Highness Oskar Rex Caesar II king of Imeriata and duke of Northern Venezue.

(OOC: OK, if you insist, I will have the North. But I want most of it, and this'll mean that half my troops haven't landed yet, and the people will probably be worse off, as all the supplies would have to be imported by plane. In short, i'll have to change the whole RP. Could I at least have an avenue to the sea?)

ooc: most of Northern Venezue? Well i do have to protest to that as we well kind of invaded first and have a large Lead...

[Venezue]

ooc:

Old Tyrannia: Italy borders Austria which is part of Nothern Venezue you could move troops and supplies through there.

Imeriata: Old Tyrannia and you should share North Venezue, 50/50. However, there are weaker neighbouring nations around Venezue. If you look my nation is comprised of real places and there's switserland quite close by as well as Bosnia, Germany, the Czech Republic (Which Venezue tried to invade- see signature)

Everyone: Croatia is part of Venezue. The capital of Croatia is Zagrab. The capital of Venezue is also Zagrab. I will need to look at a map momentarily to see where the Martilian capital is and where Zagrab is, but that's just to let you know.

Lastly,
IC:

'How did I survive?' The General said, grabbing a small roll from the table.
'At the time of the blast I was running a drill, that is why the speaker systems throughout the city were on. I went to my bunker with my squad and sat there. The default time for a drill is 8 minutes, and so we waited. It was 6 minutes in when the blast happened. We didn't know what had occured, so we remained inside for the full 8 minutes. We left the bunker, walked down the hall up the stairs and saw the capital had been destroyed. Much like I said to the fake soldiers, it was sabotage, as already Former UN troops were in bio-suits and searching through the rubble. We retreated to the hallways under the capital building and began sending those messages through the speakers and hand radios.
Your second question was...' The General paused

'How you got to our capital without conflict' Kirvek said

'Ah' The General said 'My capital, Zagrab, is near the Slovenian border. It was only the capital that had been demolished the rest of the nation only suffered fallout. We followed one of the main highways toward the coast, toward your capital city. We did suffer some radiation sickness, one of my men even fell terribly ill. But... We were near the coast. Much too close to you for any North Venezue troops. Your medics are treating my men for radiation I however, did not suffer much. We had geiger counter from the Former UN troops and stayed away from high contaminated areas. When we neared your city, we checked eachother. I had around 100 rads, but many of my troops had over 300. We suffered only one fatality, a civilian we were escorting who picked up 1000 rads in a high radiation zone.
Your third question is not easy to answer. I am ashamed to say, but.... I don't know how to get my nation back' The General lowered his head as yet another tear dripped from his eye. Kirvek just sat, and raised his eyebrows. General Grif, the infamous tyrant and military leader was out of ideas?

[North Venezue]

Ooc: well I agree we can share the region but not the nation so i do officialy call dibs on the western part of northern part of the country.

“I have decided that your council has become too powerful, in the name of the Crown I have formed the Royal Council, a senior council, to oversee and scrutinise the Northern Council. I expect you to comply.
Signed Gaius Romulus IV” the man on the stage basically screamed out to the gathered crowd. “our “great king” have demanded that our council made up of Venezueans are to be replaced with one made up of Tyrannians! But this is not all, do you know what our duke answered?” he went on his voice filled with barely contained rage.
“NO” the crowd answered him, upset by this treachery
“He refused! Our duke have once more proven that he and not our spoiled power hungry king is the one that care about the people of Northern Venezue” he went one and many in the crowd started to agree with the person standing next to him “I heard that…” “the king wants to…” the duke have given us…” and may similar conversations were starting to taken place.
“What have Tyrannia given us? Nothing but extra taxes!” he shouted and once more the crowd gave one large collective roar of disapproval
“what have Imeriata given us? They gave us food and protection when we needed and they even gave us the right to govern us self!” once more the crowd started to give comments to one another “that true”, “gave us…”, “…didn´t even ask for anything”
“So are we going to let those arrogant damned blacks come and just take over?” he shouted once more
“NO” the crowd responded in outrage that he even could suggest such a thing.
“so then do as me; say no to the blacks and help the whites!” and with those words two massive banners were risen behind him, they depicted an North Venezuean flag but the lower left corner were white instead of the Old Tyrannian flag that normally were there, and the crowd went wild.

Similar incidents were taking place all around the nation as people outraged with the Tyrannian had been reacting with a strong pro-Imeriatan spirit. All around the nation recruitment centers were flooded with men and women in all ages wanting to join the duke’s armed forces and help to fend off a Tyrannian Invasion. And already many flags were replaced with the one without the Tyrannian or in some cases just raising the Imeriatan flag and large demonstrations were held that shouted messages as “down with the king, long live the duke”, “the king is as bad as Grif”, “blacks get out”, “rather Imeriatan than Tyrannian”, “Imeriatan and proud” or “the council and the duke supports us, the king is just another dictator”.

[Old Tyrannia]

(OOC: I do not want to replace them with Tyrannians, but with Tyrannic Venezueans- the inhabitants of the part of Venezue controlled by Tyrannia.)

"So, they call me a dictator, do they?" announced the Emperor to the vast assembly of Tyrannians and Tyrannic Venezueans that made up the Tyrannic Venezuean Parliament.
"They are fools! Do they not realise that I could exterminate them in their entirety, opress them and kill their families, if I so chose?"
A murmur of agreement rose up. The Tyrannic Venezueans were very fond of their new Emperor. He had let them vote, for a start. The Parliament had only limited authority, but it was more than they had enjoyed under the Stalinist regime. And he had chosen to staff the Royal Council of Northern Venezue with Tyrannic Venezueans, rather than Tyrannians- a clear sign of his respect for them. Plus, he had saved them from spending the rest of their lives alone in a nuclear wasteland with no food or water, which tended to make them like him more.
"Then we must avenge this dishonour!" cried a particularly pro-Tyrannian Venezuean. Again, murmurs of agreement.
"We must crush them, and show our loyalty to our new overords! We must prove we are worthy of being part of the mighty Tyrannian Empire!" he continued. The Governor-General stood.
"Here-here!"
The mumuring gradually became cheering, as the Governor-General continued.
"They must realise that they may not oppose our Emperor without being punished!"
"They are weak!" cried a Venezuean who had become very fond of the new fascist regime.
"They are foolish!" cried the original speaker.
"They must be exterminated!"
"Eradicated!"
"Destroyed!"
"Hail Tyrannia!"
"HAIL TYRANNIA!"
"HAIL TYRANNIA! HAIL VENEZUE!"
The second part caused the Governor-General to flinch. The Emperor, however, was quick to join in.
"HAIL TYRANNIA! HAIL VENEZUE! HAIL THE EMPIRE! HAIL TYRANNIA! HAIL VENEZUE! HAIL THE EMPIRE!"

[Tyrannic Venezue]

The attitude in the House of Parliament soon spread out onto the streets. Proud Venezueans and Tyrannians alike marched through the street, singing the Tyrannian National Anthem.

In the realm of darkness,
In the shadows of the night,
Our thoughts and minds are guided,
By one single light,
He who shines eternal,
Long may his reign last,
Over our great land of pride,
Deliver him to us...

Holding Tyrannian flags above their heads, the Tyrannic Venezueans marched towards the Parliament building; news travelled fast, and people were gathering to support the cause. If nothing else, they wanted to impress the Emperor, as to keep his good favour; the Governor-General, while popular, was much more authoritive than His Imperial Majesty, who they knew had taken steps to improve their lot; they didn't want him to think them ungrateful, and besides, they were just as enthusiastic about re-uniting Venezue as the Tyrannians. News of the Imeriatan slogan, "say no to the blacks and help the whites!", had already reached the city, and the Tyrannians had come up with their own version;
"Whites are Reds, Up With Black!".
The Venezueans had soon adopted it, and the phrase could be seen and heard everywhere. The only sound that drowned it out was the anthem;

May the Gods bless our Emperor,
And deliver him to us,
Gods save the Emperor,
And deliver him in glory.

[Imeriata]

ooc: yeah i knew that, but they are still for all tense and purpose outsiders who have to close relations to "those damned blacks" so North Venezueans simply sees Tyrannia Venezueans as Tyrannians.

[Krsta]

We are very sorry for all those innocent people that died in the attack, but we are very happy that stalinist and oppresive dictatorship like Venezue finally collapsed.

Is dictator alive? If he is not, we will help in removing the bastard.

[Venezue]

Krsta, you haven't exactly been in the story nor would you understand the current complications nor feuds between the nations who have a major role in the current situation. Sorry, but should you post it may not been taken into account or acknowledged. Sorry again. No hard feelings

[Osea 767]

Grifziek region, Venezue

Tarasov smiled back and replied "We are here to aid you in your operations in the region. It is important that this region remains communist and it must also regain the support of the people, which it has lost due to the regime of General Grif. We already a plan for rebuilding the economy to be stronger than it ever was before. As for the imperialists, our troops will deter them from doing anything. I will be the overall commander of the Osean troops in the region. I would recommend that a joint-command should be created though. Now, could you take me to your office so I could explain our plans in more detail?".

[Tergnitz]

To: His Royal Highness Oskar Rex Caesar II King of Imeriata and Duke of Northern Venezue
Fr: The Desk of Imperial Majesty,the Emperor of Tergnitz, Protector of Mankind, Defender of the Faith, Supreme Warlord, Baron of San Immanuel, Augustus Vera I
Subject: Law and Order in the Imeriatan colony of Northern Venezue

The Empire has long been known as a nation who remembers her friends, and never forgets her enemies. Thus, due to the strong relationship that the Empire possess with the Kingdom and to help your nation further their broader geo-political goals in this region, the Empire has committed to the following action.

To assist the Kingdom of Imeriata in bringing law and order to the proud people of Northern Venezue, the Empire will deploy a small military contingent to help take the strain off the heavily-worked Imeriatan Colonial Authority for a period to be determined by His Highness, King Oskar Rex Caesar II.

It my hope that together, our great nations can overcome any obstacle.

Signed,
Augustus Vera I

[Imeriata]

From: his Royal Highness Oskar Rex Caesar II king of Imeriata and duke of Northern Venezue.
To: His Imperial Majesty,the Emperor of Tergnitz, Protector of Mankind, Defender of the Faith, Supreme Warlord, Baron of San Immanuel, Augustus Vera I.

Our friend it truly warms our heart that you have come to our aid in this time of hardship and it is truly a testament to the honor and valiance of your people that you are willing to fight side by side with the royal guard and the duke's armed forces if the need arises. We would like you to know that if you require any help in the future even if it is not military, just ask and we will rush to your side.
best of wishes/ Oskar Rex Caesar.

Signed and approved by: his Royal Highness Oskar Rex Caesar II king of Imeriata and Duke of Northern Venezue.

[Old Tyrannia]

The Grand Fascist Empire of Old Tyrannia

TO: The Soviet Socialist Republic of Osea 767 and The Soviet Socialist Republic of Martilia
FROM: His Imperial Majesty Emperor Gaius Romulus IV of Old Tyrannia
RE: Tyrannian Garrison Report

The Empire has recently stationed a further five legions in Tyrannic Venezue. This is in response to Imeriata's refusal to allow Tyrannic Venezue from taking part in the trial of the war criminal General Grif. We understand that the General is currently in Martilian custody, and we ask that you do not hand him over to Imeriata. We mean no harm to you and hope that this will not jeopardise our attempts at peace, as we feel that we can share the burden of restoring Venezue to it's former greatness, and would rather not have to take military action against your nations. We hope you understand this, and wish you and the people of Grifziek Region well.
Signed,

His Imperial Majesty Gaius Romulus IV, Emperor of Old Tyrannia

[Krsta]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-44rUvCznFA

Pada vlada - The government falls

..."Već su mnoge pale vlasti, pa ćeš i ti dragi pasti!" (Translate on google or some other translator, but you will never understand the real context).

[Venezue]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-44rUvCznFA

Pada vlada - The government falls

..."Već su mnoge pale vlasti, pa ćeš i ti dragi pasti!" (Translate on google or some other translator, but you will never understand the real context).

Ok... Moving on

[North Venezue]

From: Lord Adolf auf Rimmer overhead of the Northern council.
To: his Imperial Majesty, the Emperor of Tergnitz, Protector of Mankind, Defender of the Faith, Supreme Warlord, Baron of San Immanuel, Augustus Vera I.

My Lord it is an honor to accommodate your troopers in our great dukedom and we hope that we don´t have to use them but should it come to that I must say that it will be an honor fighting side by side of you forces.
The Highest regards/ Lord Adolf auf Rimmer.
Signed and approved by: his grace Oskar Rex Caesar I duke of Northern Venezue and king of Imeriata.


12 December 2009. Nr4.
Today a truly good new reached the council chambers; the longtime allies and friends of Imeriata of Tergnitz arrived with armed troopers to aid our beloved duke in his hard task to defend our people. We tried to get contact with his grace Oskar Rex Caesar I for an interview but understandable enough he was busy, but we did managed to get a comment from his Lord Adolf auf Rimmer who had this to say; “we do fell nothing but gratefulness for the noble emperor of Tergnitz and hope that we will be able to form a stronger friendship with our new allies as we for the first and our Imeriatan friends for the second time work together for greater glory for both our nations”.
For the moment the council cant release more information on the size of the Tergnitzian army but they had the following to say “we can´t say more but what I have been allowed to say is that a stronger contingent of royal guard are bound to arrive to further aid in the stability of the area.

[Imeriata]

From: his Royal Highness Oskar Rex Caesar II king of Imeriata and Duke of Northern Venezue
To: Gaius Romulus IV

I believe that we have had something of a misunderstanding; we have not on any way refused to let Old Tyrannia take any part of the trial of general Grif. We did just state that we would like if we would be able to hold the trial in Northern Venezue.
Have a continual pleasant day/ Oskar Rex Caesar II
Signed and approved by: His Royal Highness Oskar Rex Caesar II king of Imeriata and duke of Northern Venezue.

[Old Tyrannia]

The Grand Fascist Empire of Old Tyrannia

TO: His Royal Highness Oskar Rex Caesar II King of Imeriata and Duke of Northern Venezue
FROM: His Imperial & Royal Majesty Gaius Romulus IV, Emperor of Old Tyrannia and King of Northern Venezue
RE: General Grif and Lord Adolf auf Rimmer

I'm afraid it is not that simple. Your head of council, the insolent Lord Adulf auf Rimmer, has verbally attacked a servant of the Empire for carrying out my orders; this, I cannot and will not tolerate. I demand that he is immediately punished for this insolence, and that General Grif is handed over to the Empire for a public referendum to be held in Tyrannic Venezue; it can be arranged that the people of Northern Venezue can also be included in the referendum, if you so wish.
Signed,

His Imperial & Royal Majesty Gaius Romulus IV, Emperor of Old Tyrannia and King of Northern Venezue

[Imeriata]

From: his Royal Highness Oskar Rex Caesar II king of Imeriata and duke of Northern Venezue.
To: Gaius Romulus IV Emperor of Old Tyrannia.

As a compromise do we suggest that if he is captured that we have the trial and execution of General Grif on the border of Northern and Tyrannian Venezue so both our people can have the satisfaction of having revenge on their home soil. As for Lord Adolf auf Rimmer are we sure he acted without the knowledge of that your representative were acting under your order and we are sure he would like to issue a formal apology to you and your representative when he is made aware of the fact.
We wish you a nice day/ Oskar Rex Caesar II

Signed and approved by: his Royal Highness Oskar Rex Caesar II king of Imeriata and Duke of Northern Venezue.

[Martilia]

Grifziek region, Venezue

Tarasov smiled back and replied "We are here to aid you in your operations in the region. It is important that this region remains communist and it must also regain the support of the people, which it has lost due to the regime of General Grif. We already a plan for rebuilding the economy to be stronger than it ever was before. As for the imperialists, our troops will deter them from doing anything. I will be the overall commander of the Osean troops in the region. I would recommend that a joint-command should be created though. Now, could you take me to your office so I could explain our plans in more detail?".

"Well, there's an office available for you near here. It was built when we came on this region, I guess we can talk in here", Tatsukov replied. They both entered the room, Tatsukov sat on the opposite of the office table while Tarasov is on the other side. "I'm sorry if I am the one facing you right now, because Grand Field Marshall Kirvek is busy with his job as the Commander of the Soviet Martilian Expeditionary Force on Venezue, and as Governor-General of Grifziek Autonomous Soviet Martilian Region", then he paused for a while, "So what are your plans, exactly??

[Grifziek]

The Grand Fascist Empire of Old Tyrannia

TO: The Soviet Socialist Republic of Osea 767 and The Soviet Socialist Republic of Martilia
FROM: His Imperial Majesty Emperor Gaius Romulus IV of Old Tyrannia
RE: Tyrannian Garrison Report

The Empire has recently stationed a further five legions in Tyrannic Venezue. This is in response to Imeriata's refusal to allow Tyrannic Venezue from taking part in the trial of the war criminal General Grif. We understand that the General is currently in Martilian custody, and we ask that you do not hand him over to Imeriata. We mean no harm to you and hope that this will not jeopardise our attempts at peace, as we feel that we can share the burden of restoring Venezue to it's former greatness, and would rather not have to take military action against your nations. We hope you understand this, and wish you and the people of Grifziek Region well.
Signed,

His Imperial Majesty Gaius Romulus IV, Emperor of Old Tyrannia

OFFICIAL COMMUNIQUE OF THE GRIFZIEK AUTONOMOUS SOVIET MARTILIAN REPUBLIC
Office of the Governor-General of the Grifziek ASMR

TO: His Imperial Majesty Gaius Romulus IV, Emperor of Old Tyrannia, His Royal Highness Oskar Rex Caesar II, King of Imeriata and Duke of Northern Venezue
FROM: Office of the Governor-General of the Grifziek ASMR
SUBJECT: Tyrannian Garrison, Tensions between Tyrannia and Imeriata and General Grif

To whom it may concern,

Due to the recent events happening between you and Imeriata, we have decided that if we find General Grif, we would never surrender it to both of your nations. This is due to the tensions created between Tyrannia and Imeriata, and we think its all of our best interest for peace if you let your tensions between your nations settle down. As to General Grif, we still don't have any information on his whereabouts, and we even think that he may be dead.

Regards,
Grand Field Marshall Anton Kirvek
Commander of the Soviet Martilian Expeditionary Force to Venezue
Governor-General of the Grifziek ASMR