Kaiserburg CFE Diplomatic Meeting (Open for All)

[The Central Fascist Empires]

Kaiserburg, Enz, Central Fascist Empires of Tobolo and Osterreichisch-Ungarn


Two SS guards stood at the entrance to the Imperial Palace, as the crowds of people swarmed the courtyard to see the Fuhrer as he drove back to his palace. Wehrmacht soldiers pushed the crowd back, and the gates to the compound shut. The Fuhrer was seated in the back of a Rolls Royce. As the car pulled up to the entrance the two SS guards opened the door, and saluted the Fuhrer. He stepped out of the car, and looked upon Kaiserburg. Every bit of the palace was intricately designed. He looked at the statues of old Enzian heroes, and of Ancient Greek myths. In front of him stood the statue of Kaiser Friedrich Joseph I, it was a statue he considered tearing down many times. How cowardly the man was to have abandoned his people, and after losing a war he started. Twelve years prior the Fuhrer Alexander Brunner had been a mere private in the 7th Panzer divison. His squad was ordered to make a charge on the enemy lines, but a mortar struck their position knocking him out. It was the Enzian Conquest of Tobolo. After the battle the Toboloans took him to their hospital behind the lines, however he awoke behind Enzian lines. The Kaiser had abdicated, and surrendered to the Toboloans. The Kaiser fled the uprisings that followed, and Alexander used them to rise to power. In the fifth and final uprising he had seized the military government, and rallied the nation behind the Nationalist Fascist Front. Soon after he had conquered Tobolo, and merged Osterreichisch-Ungarn with the CFE.

"Heil Mein Fuhrer," Reichsfuhrer-SS Albert Mayer saluted. Mayer had recently been promoted to head the Fuhrers guard, and secret service.

"Hallo, Mayer," The Fuhrer said walking towards Mayer. He shook his hand, and led him up to the palace. "How is the organization of the meetings going?" The Fuhrer asked.

"Good, we have sent out invitations to those we consider worthy enough." Albert said.

As the Fuhrer walked past people they saluted, and said "Heil mein Fuhrer," and he turned to salute them back. The Fuhrer made his way into the Ceremonial Hall. Formerly the throne room of the Kaiser, the Fuhrer had the banners, paintings, and throne hidden in the basements underneath the Palace. Instead he refurbished it as a dining room. At the far end was a podium where once every month the highest ranking members of the NFF and military would come to speak. Here was where the nation was truly ruled. Where the Fuhrer could determine who was loyal, and who wasn't. Now the walls of the room were adorned with nationalistic paintings of great Enzian victories. Banners of the NFF party, and paintings of the Fuhrer. Now the Fuhrer was to wait for his guests to arrive at the palace. Everything was in order, and so he waited at the entrance for the cars to roll in.

[Al Meajilia]

The Eighteen year old nephew of the Sultan arrived outside the palace. The 90 year old Sultan of the Meajilid Sultanate grew too old for such events, instead his young nephew was being groomed for a life of politics. The young Prince Abdulaziz stood outside his vehicle as a servant opened the door. The Meajilid flag waved at the back of the limousine. He was accompanied by ministers, diplomats, and dignitaries. The Prince was dressed in his regular Arabian garbs, his red-checkered shmeagh covering his head and neck guarding him from the cold and preventing it from falling off by the wind. His gray wool fitted tunic Dishdasha was professional looking and his brown robes Bisht flowing elegantly against the wind. The Prince was slightly over weight and his face looking friendly. It was evident, he would be among the contenders of power once the succession of his uncles and father were over. He looked from side to side and up the stairs where he spotted the Fuehrer.

The Prince grinned upon seeing the Central Fascist leader. He watched and read curiously as the Enzian State rose to power in Europe, occupying surrounding fellow German States. The Meajilid Prince throughout his childhood had travelled abroad frequently to Europe and was curious about International affairs. Though the Fuehrer and his Empire were notorious and generally opposed by many in the world, the Meajilid Sultanate had no wish to get involved in affairs that do not concern it and instead remained neutral.

The Prince climbed up the steps his hands slowly coming up from under his robes to greet the Fuehrer as he approached.

[The Central Fascist Empires]

Four SS guards at the door saluted the prince as he walked up. The Fuhrer approached, and shook the princes hand welcoming him in Arabic. "Please, follow me inside. I assume you aren't accustomed to this weather, but I assure you that the inside of the palace is much better than here." The Fuhrer said leading him inside. He commanded Albert to wait for the remaining guests, as he showed the prince inside. "Your room is in the Volkswing of the Palace along with the other apartments. First I will show you to the Ceremonial Hall, but my men will deal with your luggage." The Fuhrer spoke, as they entered the palace. "I am assume you are tired after such a long journey, so my chefs have prepared some food for you, and your diplomats. I don't want to get into business today, but soon after we are all comfortable, and rested we will begin talks."

[Al Meajilia]

"You are too kind Your Excellency", Prince Abdulaziz complimented. As they entered the ceremonial hall he analysed the area donned with paintings and flags. It was an intimidating sight though the Prince paid little mind. " His Majesty the Custodian of the Two Holy Mosques delivers his greetings to you Excellency and prays to God for you and your people good health and prosperity", he delivered in fluent English which he knew the Feuhrer could speak. "His Majesty also wishes for bonds and relations between our two nations to grow and prosper.

The Prince ushered a diplomat who was carrying a box to come near him. He opened the box which contained the finest diamond encrusted watch, valued at two hundred thousand NS Dollars. He also pulled out an Arabian ceremonial sword forged for the Fuehrer. The sheathe was made of the finest teak and coral and the same for the handle. The sword had an inscribed blade which had the same words written over the Sultan's Palace in Arain in Arabic:

"If it had lasted for others it would not have passed to you".

The Prince first put the watch on the Feuhrers wrist and attached it before handing him the sword. "This is a gift from His Majesty the Sultan, it was made sure no expense was spared".

[The Central Fascist Empires]

The Fuhrer smiled at his new gifts.
"I thank you, and pray that the Sultan stays strong, and lives long." The Fuhrer said. "I did not expect a gift so fine, and I must admit I haven't gotten much together, but I would like to offer you a traditional Enzian dagger. Carried mostly by high ranking officers in the party, and engraved on the hilt are the words of our nation ' . The pommel is shaped like an eagle, it is truly a well crafted dagger." The Fuhrer unsheathed his own, and handed it to the Prince. Few of these are ever made, but I will commission one especially made for you and your uncle." The Fuhrer led him out of the Ceremonial Hall, and towards the Fuhrers office. A large room with large ornate windows dating to the 19th century, overlooking the city of Enz. The mountains could still be seen over the rows of houses and shops. As a part of the NFFs push to maintain national identity, most of the streets and houses remain in design typical of Baroque Europe. The room was painted a dark red color, and the floor made of dark oak wood. The Fuhrers desk was at the end of a room, but in the center was a sitting area, where the Fuhrer took his seat. A servant entered, and offered them cigars, coffee, and tea. The Fuhrer took a cigar and coffee.

[Al Meajilia]

The Prince waved away the cigar but took a cup of tea with three lumps of sugar. "Thank you", the Prince said to the servant before turning to the Fuhrer. "Excellency I thank you for your gift and I'm sure the Sultan will be honored". The Prince examined the room. He looked to the ground, the black dual circlet "the Agal" on the Prince's head fell to the ground. The Prince was embarrassed by this blunder but quickly took the Agal and placed it back on his head in a stronger fit and corrected his Ghutra (cloth on his head). "Apologies Excellency" the Prince said to the leader.

[The Central Fascist Empires]

"It is ok, and I'd rather not be called excellency. I am a man like my people, and for my people. I don't claim superiority over them or any other. I'd like to hear more of your culture, as I've read a lot about Al Meajilia, and I hope to journey there one day myself."

[Al Meajilia]

"We would be happy to have you if you ever wish to visit the Meajilid Sultanate", the Prince smiled. He adjusted his Agal and changed his position in his chair. "There is much to tell about our culture, it is an ancient one, thousands of years old. However the Sultanate was born almost ninety years ago in 1925 after the Emir of Arain, my grandfather and the father of His Majesty the Sultan from whom I take my name declared his conquered land the Meajilid Sultanate and over time through wars and diplomacy it's borders grew to what they are now. The Second Meajilid-Iranian War in the 1970s and 1980s saw the acquisition of territory though not much and the Reconquest of islands taken by Iran decades earlier in the 1940s. Anything in particular you would like to ask good Fuehrer?"

[The Central Fascist Empires]

"Please you may call me Alexander." Fuhrer lit his cigar, and placed it in his mouth. "I have always been interested by such ancient cultures." The Fuhrer said. "Nothing really in particular, but the way that your culture came to dominate the world, and lead the world for centuries still amazes me. Tell me of the teachings of Islam, as I believe to be a great religion, and only the great can rule the world as Islam has."

[Al Meajilia]

The Prince was astonished, he did not expect the Feuhrer to be so friendly considering his international reputation. "Well there is much to say", Pronce Abdulaziz explained, "Muslims believe that there is no other gods but God and Muhammad Peace be Upon him is the seal of all prophets and messengers". The Prince took a sip from his cup of tea before going on to explain the story of the Prophet Muhammad up until his death. He then looked to the leader and said, "Anything else good sir? For I am interested in your history as well".

[The Central Fascist Empires]

"It is a fascinating history, and I do not doubt the Sultanate will live forever, as one of the greatest Islamic powers. That is why I have invited you here, to become an ally of our nation. Some people in the international community speak ill of our nation, but lack an understanding of our philosophies. If I was truly racist, and hateful I would not treat you as a friend within my house." The Fuhrer said taking a puff of his cigar. "The beliefs of the party is to secure a united Germanic state. Like some Arabs if I am not mistaken, we want to keep our bloodlines pure. Anyways about our history, we have had many nations come before us. Our roots were formed in the Holy Roman Empire, when the house of Enz rose to prominence in the region. The lord at the time built this palace, although at the time it was more of a small summerhouse. Then smaller villages grew around it. Overtime it grew into one of the most influential cities in Europe, and after Napoleons conquests the HRE fell apart, with Enz maintaining its sovereignty. For decades the Enzian Reich maintained strength in Europe, until its downfall in the Enzian conquest of Tobolo. Where the cowardly Kaiser Friedrich Joseph I practically handed the country over to the Toboloans. We were occupied, and our resources stolen, our country raped by them. So I rose to power, and set things right. We integrated Osterreichisch-Ungarn after they elected the NFFO, Nationalist Fascist Front Osterreich, and conquered Tobolo after they butchered our troops along the border."

[Al Meajilia]

"I see where you are coming from Fuehrer Alexander, your people have suffered many an injustice. Indeed, our rivals on the other side of the Arabian Gulf had pestered us time and time again", the Prince took another sip of tea before going on. "Trade is the foundation of relations would you not agree? As such I come with drafted trade agreements we may sign, to export to you three hundred thousand barrels a day for up to three years and understanding the fall in prices we offer it to you for 48$ a barrel enough to cover our needs at 41$ a barrel and cheap for you considering our price in June of the previous year was 110$ a barrel". Prince Abdulaziz organised the papers and set them on the desk in front of the Fuehrer. Already signed by the Sultan, Prime Minister, Minister of Oil and Natural Gas and the Minister of Trade and Commerce it only requires my signature, yours, and whoever you deem to be cited as a witness. What do you say?"

[The Central Fascist Empires]

OOC: Sahrawi is another RP that I'm involved in. We are attacking the country.

"That will cost a lot of money, but I will accept for the betterment of our nation." The Fuhrer said looking at the paper. "It will be extremely beneficial to our military, and industry. Especially considering the fact that industries are on the rise in this country. I will be forced to accept, but I would like to have a joint military training sometime soon. Generalfeldsmarschall Fischer has been training a force specialized in Desert combat. The 1st Wüste Abteilung, or the 1st desert division is what it is called I believe. It is a division we are training to be sent to Sahrawi, as our Wehrmacht are unaccustomed to such harsh climates. We are training the division to use the tactics of the region, and utilize the geography to their advantage."

[Al Meajilia]

"Training your soldiers in desert warfare will not be a problem, we have many Bedouin Sheikhs and veterans who would be more than happy to share with you their tactics in guerrilla warfare. Indeed, divisions in our army are for the most part tribal based. The Muntafiq Sheikh, Governor of Basra, and Commander of the Al Muntafiq Infantry Division is over one hundred and five years old and is a veteran of many tribal wars and always keeps his men in shape and ready for any battle with constant drills and training especially in Guerrilla warfare and tactics", the Prince claimed. He then looked over to the Fuhrer in hopes of him being impressed before changing his position in his chair and taking another sip of tea.

He then adjusted his back and put his hands together and then proposed; "However it will come with a price. You Germans are known for your impressive advance in Technology as such we want your greatest minds to teach classes of two hundred gifted Meajilid Students in engineering of various kinds, civil, software, and mechanical as well as in medicine. Do you think this is doable and fair for both sides?"

[The Central Fascist Empires]

The Fuhrer smiled when he heard of the Muntafiq Sheikh. "I find it odd how a man of that age can keep control of a force, but it serves to show how strong willed the Arabs are. People wrongfully assume that the CFE is militaristic. Our focus is on the military, but not for the reasons people most commonly assume it to be. We want to defend our nation from foreign threat, so we can continue to drive forth German scientific and cultural innovation. So I accept your offer. However we need to discuss how this will occur, and whether I will send my scientists there or they come here. I think it is best that the students visit Enz, and see the laboratories and research facilities. On top of that I suggest a research pact where our best minds work together to solve the worlds problems."

[Al Meajilia]

"We tried to convince him to retire, but he won't budge. Nice old man, but very stubborn", the Prince laughed. "As for the scientists, of course our students will come to you and not the other way around it would be for the best. And for the research pact, we are behind that one hundred percent if you will have us. Since your laboratories are more developed than ours it would be for the best if the dual research is conducted in your laboratories with your technology". The Prince rubbed his nose and smiled, "However I will have to forward these proposals to the Government and Sultan to be looked over in the cabinet meeting tomorrow (OOC: They will accept) I have no doubt that they will accept", the Prince asserted.

[The Central Fascist Empires]

"Good then I think we have agreed on everything. Please come with me, as I would like to give you a tour of the city. I think Reichsfuhrer Albert can deal with other guests." The Fuhrer said standing up. He put out his cigar, and lead the Prince out of the room. "So, have you heard of our conflict in Sahrawi. It is one of the reasons we pursue an alliance with you. As having a friend in such a turbulent region is pivotal to our growth."

[Al Meajilia]

"Yes I wanted to bring up that conflict, as you may know the Meajilid Sultanate stands with its ally Morocco however we will not interfere militarily. The Sahrawi State is not recognized by the Arab League nor the Islamic Conference Organization as a whole and we have taken diplomatic measures in these two organizations to support our ally. We support Morocco's territorial integrity and rights taken from it by Spanish Colonialism and against the injustice that is Communism and its Islamophobic ideology", the Prince asserted as he walked side by side the Fuehrer.

[Hitlerstadt]

Gottfried Heidler, Reichführer der SA from the neighbouring state Hitlerstadt arrived outside the palace in a black Mercedes. He was the second highest ranking person in his country, and answered only to the Führer of Hitlerstadt.

He admired the palace for a moment before getting out of the car. It was truely magnificent! A wonderful example on Germanic craftsmanship. Heidler smiled. His driver opened the door and saluted him. "Heil Reichführer!" Heidler saluted him back. He admired the construction before him one last time, and walked up the stairs, followed by a female bodyguard.

[The Central Fascist Empires]

"It is good that we cooperate on this topic. I am glad to hear that we both are opposed to the evils of the Bolsheviks. I support Morocco on the basis that communism must be crushed wherever it is found. I would like to show you the Cathedral of Enz. Then I will take you to the Reichstag, and show you parliament. The SS guards at the door saluted the Fuehrer, and escorted them to the Rolls Royce waiting outside. Alexander noticed Heidler arriving, and approached his car. As Heidler exited the Fuehrer extended his hand and greeted him. "I was going to show Prince Abdulaziz around the city. Please, you may come with us if you would like. Or Reichsfuhrer Mayer will escort you to your room."

[Nivok Baves]

Kaiser Nicholas II and Kaisrina Karla arrived in a black Mercedes, slowly rolling up to the front of the Imperial Palace. Pausing in the drivers seat, Nicholas was hesitant to get out until his wife leaned over and told him too. If there was someone Nicholas feared angry, it was Karla.

Stepping out of the car, straightening his No1 dress uniform, a dark grey jacket with a black Sam Browne belt with white Aiguliettes and a white Lanyard. He wore black trousers and white seams, recently ironed and cleaned. His wife wore a dark green dress, following the length of her and silked cords strapped over her shoulders. He took of his hat and swiped his brow of sweat. His black hair was cut into a formal fashion, although normally he let it just fall down. He had a few bags under his eyes from lack of sleep, although his wife had done a good job at hiding it. Stepping briskly up the steps, his recently shined boots reflected the lights. Nicholas had a habit of polishing shoes when worried but did well to hide it from the public. Arriving at the top of the steps he almost dropped down, a maze of corridors left him confused while Karla giggled next to him.

[Hitlerstadt]

"It is good that we cooperate on this topic. I am glad to hear that we both are opposed to the evils of the Bolsheviks. I support Morocco on the basis that communism must be crushed wherever it is found. I would like to show you the Cathedral of Enz. Then I will take you to the Reichstag, and show you parliament. The SS guards at the door saluted the Fuehrer, and escorted them to the Rolls Royce waiting outside. Alexander noticed Heidler arriving, and approached his car. As Heidler exited the Fuehrer extended his hand and greeted him. "I was going to show Prince Abdulaziz around the city. Please, you may come with us if you would like. Or Reichsfuhrer Mayer will escort you to your room."

"It's an honour to finally meet you, Führer. I'll gladly follow you, the room can wait." Heidler took the Führer's offered hand and shook it. He presented himself to the prince and offered his hand. "Gottfried Heidler, SA-Reichführer, at your service."

[The Central Fascist Empires]

"I am glad to meet a fellow fascist in a world so filled with opposition to our cause." The SS guards at the gate managed to disperse the crowds the Fuhrer could see. The Fuhrer saw Kaiser Nicholas and Kaisrina Karla, and greeted them. "I am so glad you have arrived here, and well I hoped it would be under better circumstances with the conflict over, but still that is fine. This is Prince Abdulaziz and hopefully the next Sultan of the Meajilid Sultanate." The Fuhrer extended his hand to the Kaiser. "I was going to take them to see the city of Enz, and the great Enz Cathedral, then the Reichstag. If you are tired I understand, but I am anxious to show you all the city, and the improvements that it has seen in recent years."

[Hitlerstadt]

"I am too, and I hope that our two countries can develop a deep friendship," Heidler said in response. His eyes were drawn to Kaiserin Karla who had just arrived with her husband. In his opinion she was almost as beautiful as his amazonian bodyguard.

[Nivok Baves]

Kaiser Nicholas extended his hand "We...are happy to...err...meet you" He managed, his English sub-par. "I...believe you have...errr. had the pleasure of meetting...my err...wife" he said, smiling a bit. His eyes quickly darted around the room, taking in the decorated halls and paintings. He had always been a fan of art, one of the reasons his palace was filled with such masterpieces.