Peninsula of Kulverint returns!

[Kulverint]

Friansza Milverki stood in his office, looking out of the window. Nothing had happened beyond civil unrest for at least a month now, and he was (Dare he say it?) bored! Nothing had happened. It had been quiet. Far too quiet. A knock on the door signalled the arrival of his assistant.

"Sir a message from Gilia Nullana."

It dawned on him what that name could mean.

We're back, Friansza, and this time we're ready for vengeance!

"Oh god" said Friansza.

[Peninsula of Kulverint]

"Milverki. That man. What he did. This is why I am doing this, in the name of all that died because of him." Gilia spat on the floor. "That is what I think of him!"

He walked into the next room.

"Send the tanks, Miya, we need to move quickly. The lessons have been learned from last time!"

And with that, the message was off.

[Kulverint]

"No, no! You know what they did! Destroy them immediately. Send planes, tanks, soldiers, ships, anything! Just keep them away from us! Send the entire available military if you must, just do anything!"

The president was panicking now, he didn't want another "Incident."

Aged 4, Friansza Milverki's parents had both been killed by Capitalist imperialists, and then a few months ago his adopted father, Kanroula Usiszsta, had been shot dead by residents of Peninsula of Kulverint. This set off a chained reaction ending with the nuclear bombing of the entire region. Both parties could do without it ending like that again.