LGBT Protestors Attacked by Government Forces (MT)

[New Edom]

The Ministry of Finance,
Fineberg, New Edom

“What is this you’re showing me? Count Lalery was reading a list of information that had been handed to him by Obadiah Nostrum, the Director of the National Bank, a man with a short dark greying moustache wearing a neat suit.

“Sir, among the things you asked to be watched were the activities of international banks, with the concern of them putting up obstacles. This is a list of information gathered by Municipal Militia in Nass about Goldwing Finance. We have had that bank under watch since the 3rd Civil War--they had made agreements with Sarah Carmel to act as their bank, for the ETC.” Nostrum explained. “I had the Superintendant of Banking’s office run some checks on them and…”

Lalery frowned. “And? I’m not reading this, Nostrum, just tell me, damn your eyes.”

“Sir.” Nostrum hid his distaste for his boss. “They haven’t been taking any new accounts, no new loans, but informants from the Ministry of Justice told the Supreintendant that there have also been moving trucks and vans at the institutions in northern Bara and other places. Furniture. Computers. It includes reports by private contractors of what was moved out of the offices from Nass. ”

“Are you sure it’s not just a renovation?” Lalery growled.

Nostrum paused. “There are concerned investors, who claim that they have not had clear answers to their questions. It is up to you, Your Excellency, of course, but…”

Lalery crumpled the list in his strong fingers. “No one, no one from that bank leaves the country. Inform the Ministry of Justice on my instructions, I want a full investigation carried out against Goldwing Finance. Brytene? Brytene! And these damned foreigners wonder why we move ever closer to Imperion! And if they’re up to something, I’m going to blind them if they have crossed me.” his face was dark with fury. “Goldwing...Gold wings will send them right down to Hell if they’re plotting!”

Lalery had difficulty keeping still after Nostrum had left. There was much other work to do, but thus far he had been entirely correct, that there had been far less serious concern than had been presented. He had heard very positive reports from Kohath about the activities of First Avantine. Indeed, preparations for financial protection from that institution had been…

He quickly picked up the phone after his PA informed him that Misabel was on the line. “Yes?” he snapped.

“Nass Militia have reported that Goldwing’s Brystic staff have left the country. They apparently did it privately, separately, as individuals. Since it was not done from Fineberg, they were able to slip out. It’s an evacuation, Your Excellency,” said Misabel.

“My God…” Lalery ran a hand through his hair, mussing the neat oiled curls and rows. “What can we do?”

“I’m afraid it is your department, Your Excellency,” said Misabel. “It was a very successful operation that abused our trust grossly, and all we can do now is protect the finances of our own citizens.”

“Find anyone still here and grab them,” snapped Lalery, and hung up.
Lalery reflected after he hung up and sipped some scotch. On the one hand, given the way modern banking worked, it was not a complete disaster. It would cause delays and upset investors, delay payrolls, and was most importantly a blow to confidence in foreign banking. But…” he smiled to himself. It made the deals with Novitera stronger. He would enforce a transfer of all funds to First Avantine, and strengthen it, and also by that means buy more influence to make sure that there was a cushion in the face of any financial embargo, something he was sure would make the Noviteran financial sector ill. Let the Brystic fools make this ploy. What did not kill New Edom made it stronger.

He called for a meeting with senior officials and sent a copy of the letter to the chief executives of First Avantine, to the Bank of Yohannes, to the Noviteran Ambassador.

From the Office of the Minister of Finance

To Eanflaed of Caestre, CEO of Goldwing Finance

I have been informed that your bank has pulled its material assets out of our country, and has ceased to offer loans, expand on accounts, and has rendered all but online financial transactions impossible. This represents a shocking breach of contract and confidence. The Edomtie business community which has placed its trust in your bank have insisted that their funds be returned to them through transfer to another bank (either Yohannes Bank or First Bank of Avantine are the insisted upon institutions).

I should inform you that we have an international law firm on retainer, which will not only be seeking redress against you and central branch staff who were formally in Nass, Teman Province, but will also be seeking damages against your bank. If you wish to settle this matter in a more amicable way, I warn you that this breach of trust can scarcely be measured in its breathtaking audacity. My government has never failed to extend the international corporations and financial institutions it deals with the most honourable treatment. However once offended our honour will be satisfied, one way or another.

I have the honour to be,
Count Thomas Lalery,
Minister of Finance[

From the Office of the Minister of Foreign Affairs

To Daniel Folais, Noviteran Ambassador to New Edom

My dear Mr. Folais, I am very glad to hear from you. Of course you are naturally concerned for your own citizens and those Edomites who work with you. It has been a tumultuous time and because of the irresponsibility and audacity of the protest organizers, there was insufficient notification for our government to be able to maintain law and order.

Please rest assured that I have passed on your letter with m own instructions for cooperation with your request to the Ministry of Justice, so that they can release any uninvolved persons from jail or other custody. However it may be that some citizens or your own nationals may be involved, however unlikely, with disturbing the peace. In that case I’m afraid that charges against them may have been made. I will nevertheless be in communication with you about such cases and will keep you fully informed.

I have the honour to be,
Hosidius Geta,
Minister of Foreign Affairs[

[New Edom]

From the Office of the Minister of Foreign Affairs

Encryption: Moderate
To:Berwald Oxenstierna, Dep. Secretary of State For Foreign Affairs of The Nordic 5


Dear Deputy Secretary,

Your views, I’m afraid, run contrary to not only national policy but the dictates of faith. Of course LGBT persons, as you call them, run the risk of depression the awful sin of suicide and feelings of displacement--how could they not? They are acting against God’s will for sexual intimacy and personal relationships. Why would we encourage such behaviours and desires? Would you give brandy to an alcoholic?

You are, I’m afraid, sadly mistaken. It is our government’s policy to be compassionate and fair. There is no reason why a homosexual or any other sexually perverted person cannot be restored to normalcy. Our government is hardly unenlightened; we are prepared to use modern medicine and psychology to help restore people to their faith and to their communities and families. Our policy will stand. I must emphasize that we are hardly happy at losing people to foreign nations that indulge their sinful and destructive actions, but we are not tyrants. If they want to emigrate they may. If they want to wrestle with their sins in private or remain in sin and lie, that is a chance they may take. If they want Re-Education we treat such citizens with every degree of medical soundness and fairness we can. I think these are extremely fair choices. You must bear in mind, a Christian state governed by Christian laws we are and shall remain.

I have the honour to be,
Hosidius Geta
Foreign Minister

[New Edom]

Neue Regensburg Embassy, Fineberg

Christina stepped outside, flanked by two embassy security guards, Marine lieutenants of special training and skill. They stood at attention when they reached the gate.

The princess, who held the Regensburger belief that all citizens, but especially military members, were greater than the throne, since the throne was meant to defend the people, bowed back. These men and women may not be Regensburgers, but that was the way that she was thought to honor and respect military officials. The command officer of the embassy security team, Oberhauptmann Tanner Walzer, stepped out, flanked by two sergeants carrying a suitcase each. He stepped up to the Major, his equal in rank, and saluted him. The two sergeants dropped the luggage into the SUV and fell into line. The Oberhauptmann said, in Latin, “Thank you for taking care of Her Highness, Major Sandram. It means the world to the King, Royal Family, Ambassador, my men and I. God bless you all.”

Major Sandram could not return the salute, for he was bare headed, so he bowed instead. “Thank you, Herr Oberhauptman, for your courtesy. God bless you as well.” With that, he waited till the Princess’ gear was loaded in.



The Prinzessin bowed profoundly to the troops guarding the embassy, whispered a “Thank you,” stepped into the SUV, and wondered what her brother would look like doing something similar to what these men had done here. It was a foolish thought, she knew, since he was a member of the Special Operations Command, but it distracted her, and that was good enough for now.

As they sped off, Sandram said, “Princess, I am instructed to inform you that Their Majesties are very preoccupied with current events, though they will make time to receive you, but that in the meantime you will be provided with hospitality by Princess Jocasta, the Queen’s sister, and by Prince Silas, the King’s cousin. The will be glad to welcome you and will be very glad to make your acquaintance.”

The other man in the vehicle seemed polite but was very quiet. He seemed more watchful and alert, like a deer on the first day of hunting season, his head cocking this way and that as though sensing things beyond normal human senses.

Major Sandram continued, “I am sure this has been a distressing experience, but order, as you can see, has been restored,” they drove by a convoy of Militia vans as he said this, then slowed for the army road block, with APCs looming nearby. The driver showed an identity card, and a Hussar officer beered into the vehicle with ruthless eyes before waving them on.

“I apologize for the lack of courtesy, but it is a necessary fiction so that we appear to merely be a typical official convoy, barely worth noticing. As I was saying, order has been restored. What you are now seeing is normal routine.” he smiled reassuringly. “”We will be at Betharan Palace soon.”

[Ardoki]

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RECIPIENT(S): Kevin Mayer, Representative; Santiago Anti-Communist Treaty Organisation
SENDER: Fionn Cormac Cleary, Minister of External Affairs
SUBJECT: Ardoki is a Nation of Peace and Progress

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Dear Kevin Mayer,

I am upset that you have come to believe such lies regarding our country's history. But I am even more upset that not only does your country endorse slavery, the most barbaric practice of uncivilised nations, but you threaten to utilise it against Ardokians who have a right under international law to sail through international waters. This is unacceptable, I'm sure the rest of SACTO agrees with us here.

I call on SACTO to expel TECT from their alliance on charges of slavery, human trafficking, war crimes, and many other violations of international law, human rights, and the very human dignity every individual posesses.

Fionn Cormac Cleary, Minister of External Affairs of the Government of the Greater Ardokian Empire

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Department of Foreign Affairs, Ministry of External Affairs, Government of the Greater Ardokian Empire

[The Nordic 5]

RECIPIENT(S): TURTLESHROOM II
SENDER: Berwald Oxenstierna, Dept. Secretary of State For Foreign Affairs of The Nordic 5
SUBJECT:

To whom it may concern,
These problems are caused by LGBT individuals being rejected by family. If you're religious that's fine, we don't mention religion usually and are tolerant of many religions. However I was raised in a country, this country as a matter of fact, that separates religion and government as I believe it should be. Also, stop reading letters that aren't yours, this isn't your concern and your voice has no point in the matter at hand.
Signed,
Berwald Oxenstierna, Dept. Secretary of State For Foreign Affairs of The Nordic 5

Berwald pushed back in the rolling chair and let out a frustrated noise. A man of few physical words, he seldom showed the emotions getting to him. His boyfriend, Mathias, who worked in Welfare, stuck his head in. "Ber, I got you a coffee and a cinnamon roll. You alright?"
He quietly nodded and Mathias set the coffee and cinnamon roll on the desk, sitting on Berwald's lap for a moment to hug him. "If you need a break from the computer I can ask Astrid, she said if you need a break you can." The two exchanged a soft kiss.
"I'm fine, just needed something I guess. I'll finish this other email and then ask for a break, maybe 10 minutes at most."
"Twenty."
"Pushing it." Mathias let out a bit of a laugh and Berwald smiled a bit as Mathias got up.
"I have to go, I'm trying to convince someone to build a children's hospital out of LEGOs, I think kids would like that, they can smile a bit even if they're really sick and they'll be happy." Berwald gave a nod. Alright then. See you around."

RECIPIENT(S): Hosidius Geta, Foreign Minister
SENDER: Berwald Oxenstierna, Dept. Secretary of State For Foreign Affairs of The Nordic 5
SUBJECT: [RE] [RE] Refuge for the Wrongly Persecuted

Mr. Geta,
Ah yes, your 'fair' country that forces everyone into one religion and doesn't even have a court system. How lovely. The reason the LGBT community is depressed and/or suicidal is because of a lack of acceptance, and conversion therapy is shown to not work and further make the victim miserable. I won't fight with you over your religion, I could care less about it. We're still glad to be a country your LGBT community has the choice to emigrate to among others, and we promise to take care of them well.
Signed,
Berwald Oxenstierna, Dept. Secretary of State For Foreign Affairs of The Nordic 5

PS: 'Department Secretary', not 'deputy' secretary. the first message had a typo, my apologies for not rereading my message.

[Guadalupador]

Guadalupadorian Embassy, Fineberg, New Edom

Diplomatic Security troops watched from the checkpoints and atop the main embassy compound as the Edomite Ministry of Police vans moved along through Embassy Row. The mood was tense as anxious guards clutched their rifles expecting the worst. The Commander of the Security Force, Alain Qasei however was relaxed and it certainly helped his subordinates to see him in such a mood. He watched the movements with a pair of field glasses and reported their movements back to Ambassador Romienda. “If they wanted to raid the embassies then they would’ve already done so. I keep telling everyone that.” The Commander said to Romienda, commenting on how his troops were holding up.

“What is the Police even doing down there? Can you see down the street?” Romienda asked from his office.

“Looks like they’re stopping at every embassy or so...” Commander Qasei reported as he looked out toward the neighboring embassies with his field glasses. “We’ll be up next soon.”

“If they want to parley, then I’ll meet them down there.”

“Doesn’t look like they’re staying for long. I wouldn’t advise it.”

“I’m going down there anyway.”

“Ambassador Romienda, I assure you that this isn’t a good idea. Let me and my men take care of this right now.” He saw the van closing in. “I’m going down to the gate now. Stay in your office, please.” Qasei put his field glasses down and rushed down through the embassy building through the courtyard, toward the checkpoint and then to the outer gate. He was flanked by two Embassy guards brandishing automatic rifles and Kevlar vests. “It’s alright boys. They’re just here to talk.” He assured his men softly as the Ministry of Police official walked up to the gate. “Open the gate.” Commander Qasei gruffly ordered. “Romienda, they’re here.” He said into the radio.

“Alright, I can see them from my office window. Do what you can to talk to them. I’ll be down in a moment.” Romienda said before rushing down to the gate.

The heavy metal gate slowly slid to the right with a mechanical screech. Once the gate was behind the sturdy concrete wall the Commander greeted the official: “Pleased to meet you. What’s your business here at the Guadalupadorian Embassy?”
After he was given an envelope and the Official statement, Qasei was given permission to comply and negotiate and replied with: “Ehhhhh, about nine of the twenty-four refugees already left the Embassy this morning. Had to be in response to the Archbishop’s statement, well, I’d assume.”

“Alright, alright.... I’m here....” Romienda said, panting better each word. The Ambassador reconstituted himself and greeted the Official formally. He took the brown Manila envelope and skimmed through it. “Did you already hear that about half of the asylum seekers already left?” He looked to Commander Qasei, who was nodding in response. “Oh so you did. My mistake. Okay, so we have several people here that are in critical condition as a result of yesterday’s events. Two have also died from wounds they suffered. We will repatriate the human remains over to your authorities immediately.” Romienda then looked back toward the interior of the embassy and back toward the official and to the militia escort behind him. “We can cooperate with your authorities, but at this point these demands are an infringement on my country’s sovereignty. I expect our respective nations foreign ministries will need to hammer a few details out of this. I’ll report these terms to my superiors in Divouga immediately. Thank you for you time.”

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Divouga, Guadalupador

“....These demands are frankly an insult to embassy protocol. They’re threatening to seize people that expect to be safe on our soil? Unbelievable.” Deputy Minister of State Affairs, Telta Madini reacted to the Edomite directive read out by Ambassador Romienda over a conference call.

“Such diplomatic laws differ across the world-“ Romienda was cut off.

“But we ought to have diplomatic immunity, and that applies to the godsdamned building that houses the embassy too. If they want to assault our own citizens just to kill their own, we should do something of equal measure, arrest any Edomite citizen in the Federal Union, seize their Embassy, hold *them* hostage.” Madini continued their tirade.

“No. What the hell are you thinking, Madini?” The Grand Premier spoke up, chiding the Deputy Minister. “I agree something should be done but let’s not go to drastic measures over 15 or so people hiding in Fineberg.”

“A good portion of the refugees left since the Archbishop of Bara’s amnesty declaration. Though the ones that remain are certainly skeptical of the amnesty itself. There’s also the ones too wounded to move themselves out of the embassy; And from what I saw out there with the Militia patrolling the streets with the police, I don’t think they’d be willing to be welcomed back into the fold by the same men that were shooting and killing them just a day before.” Romienda explained.

“We’ll have to appeal for a compromise directly then. Though the safety of the embassy staff, and you is paramount.” Grand Premier Marcos decided. The two then started a draft session for a diplomatic cable to be sent to King-Emperor Elijah IV and Foreign Minister Geta.

To: His Imperial Majesty, King-Emperor Elijah IV of New Edom; Foreign Minister of New Edom, Hosidius Geta
From: Grand Premier Saito Marcos; Minister of Foreign Affairs Emilia Numa; Guadalupadorian Ambassador to New Edom, Arturo Romienda.
Subject: A Call for Compromise Regarding Your Recent Demands
Encryption SECRET

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Your Majesty,

The recent demands to release those asylum seekers that the Federal Union of Guadalupador have been sheltering for the past day are, in our eyes, a directive that violates Guadalupadorian sovereignty. We are willing to compromise through the alteration of several terms laid out by your general directive:

As Ambassador Romienda has said directly to your Ministry of Police Representative, the Federal Union of Guadalupador is more than willing to facilitate a repatriation of human remains from those that have been declared deceased on Embassy grounds.

We offer Edomite police inspectors into the Embassy to collaborate with Guadalupadorian authorities and conduct interviews with each asylum seeker left within the Embassy to root out any person(s) with connections to criminal or terrorist activities.

We demand that the procedures regarding those willing asylum seekers not connected to criminal elements apply for emigration out of New Edom and to Guadalupador are to apply within the Embassy of Guadalupador with oversight from both Edomite and Guadalupadorian authorities from each nation’s respective Foreign Ministries.

We earnestly hope that you consider the offer we have laid out on the table.

Blessings to you, Your Majesty and to Your Family. Long May You Reign In Peace.

[Common Territories]

To: Fionn Cormac Cleary, Minister of External Affairs; Greater Ardokian Empire. From: Rep. Kevin Mayer; On Behalf of Emperor JC, Emperor of TECT & Imperial Marshal of the Imperion Coalition. Subject: RE: Ardoki is a Nation of Peace and Progress. Encryption: None. Dear Mr. Cleary, On behalf of His Imperial and Royal Majesty Emperor JC, Imperial Marshal of the Imperion Coalition, I must educate you further it seems. Firstly, I am the appointed representative from The Empire of Common Territories, and my Emperor, to the Imperion Coalition. I serve my Empire and Emperor as their appointed Representative and as this Coalition's elected Speaker in daily affairs, strategic matters such as this, and within our Meeting Hall in Empire City. The Santiago Anti-Communist Treaty Organization, another international military organization TECT is member to, has nothing to do with myself nor the Imperion Coalition. I don't understand why you insist on bringing SACTO up in this exchange when this has been a diplomatic exchange between the Imperion Coalition and Greater Empire of Ardoki, but I will clarify this once more so that there is no more mistakes: the Imperion Coalition and Santiago Anti-Communist Treaty Organization are two different organizations independent of each other. We have differing membership criteria, mission goals, structure, and methods in which we meet our goals. Although we share an equal distaste of you communist rats, by no means do either organization have authority over the other and share only the most courtesy of basic relations. Unless your reasoning for the misaligned status of myself and my Coalition was simple human error, I must assume you believe that because TECT is a leading nation within SACTO, and some of its members do hold dual-membership with SACTO, that such positions essentially equates to Imperion being a SACTO puppet. If that is indeed the case I must insist you educate yourselves on the differences between Imperion and SACTO, because not counting the numerous differences between both organizations, Imperion is subservient to no one. Secondly, my nation takes no qualms with insults hauled at it by such cretins such as yourselves. From a nation well-known to conduct genocide on simple whim and forces its captive victims to work in camps until their exhausted deaths, calling us "uncivilized" means absolutely nothing; whatever you address us as you mite as well label yourselves as but amplify it by a thousandfold. We are not barbaric, we simply put the trash where it belongs and exterminate the rodents that present themselves. Imperion doesn't care what SACTO nations approve or disapprove of because SACTO doesn't decide Imperion Coalition affairs - Imperion does. Your nation can avoid such a fate from coming true by simply not setting sail your dubious invasion fleet to New Edom. Or do so and expect a $1.5 Million NSD ransom per head we bother to rescue from the sharks; if you don't wish to pay for our generosity, a slaver organization should pay top dollar then, im sure. Calling for TECT to be removed from SACTO because it has taken a strong stance against your lunatic administration is arguably insane; it would be equally insane to suggest Imperion, if you truly meant the Imperion Coalition, to eject its leading/founding nation. We have not practiced slavery, ever, same for human trafficking, and "war crimes" are a myth that even your nation doesn't seem to practice. Sincerely, Representative Kevin Mayer of TECT HIRM Emperor JC, Imperial Marshal of the Imperion Coalition The Imperion Coalition.

[Neue Regensburg]

Neue Regensburg Embassy, Fineberg

Major Sandram could not return the salute, for he was bare headed, so he bowed instead. “Thank you, Herr Oberhauptman, for your courtesy. God bless you as well.” With that, he waited till the Princess’ gear was loaded in.

As they sped off, Sandram said, “Princess, I am instructed to inform you that Their Majesties are very preoccupied with current events, though they will make time to receive you, but that in the meantime you will be provided with hospitality by Princess Jocasta, the Queen’s sister, and by Prince Silas, the King’s cousin. The will be glad to welcome you and will be very glad to make your acquaintance.”

The other man in the vehicle seemed polite but was very quiet. He seemed more watchful and alert, like a deer on the first day of hunting season, his head cocking this way and that as though sensing things beyond normal human senses.

Major Sandram continued, “I am sure this has been a distressing experience, but order, as you can see, has been restored,” they drove by a convoy of Militia vans as he said this, then slowed for the army road block, with APCs looming nearby. The driver showed an identity card, and a Hussar officer beered into the vehicle with ruthless eyes before waving them on.

“I apologize for the lack of courtesy, but it is a necessary fiction so that we appear to merely be a typical official convoy, barely worth noticing. As I was saying, order has been restored. What you are now seeing is normal routine.” he smiled reassuringly. “We will be at Betharan Palace soon.”

Christina smiled at the Major. “Major, the courtesy in picking me up at all is more than I could have ever asked for. If it were my older brother in the embassy, he would have taken up arms with the guards while the unrest was going on outside. My father is rather protective, me being the youngest daughter.” She thought for a minute.

“I anticipate with excitement meeting the Prince and Princess. It’s my first time abroad, and New Edom is such a beautiful country. I’m sorry if this has caused any inconvenience to you and your team, or the Edomite Royal Family. I assure you I’ll behave with the utmost humility.”

Priority: SIERRA
Encryption: ZULU

To the Office of the Monarchs:

Dear King-Emperor Elijah IV,

I would like to thank you again for letting my daughter stay in more comfortable surroundings. The Embassy was undergoing renovations, and she is rather fragile. I owe you an explanation, as we are well aware that my request violates diplomatic protocol and puts undue stress on your family in these trying times.

Christina was in Edom to see the sights as a normal tourist for a week, but my Ministers of the Economy and State had planned on opening contact the day after the unrest began on a possible trade deal. I had agreed to their request that Christina be present at these potential negotiations. They decided to wait, and my daughter was called into the embassy as we put it on lockdown. The accommodations were rather spartan on account of renovations, and when the protestors escalated to violence, they went into the cramped basement.

There, Christina called her brother, a Lieutenant in our marines, as he was on station on an aircraft carrier. That is when I realized, when Peter and the Lord Ambassador called me, that Christina was under extreme duress. She knew not to call him, because he was just finished raiding a terrorist compound, and is preparing to deploy on a mission. She is used to life at court, having not had so much as a boyfriend on account of her innocence and naiveté, and her brother has always been her protector.

These things said, there is no excuse for this breach in proper behavior and propriety. There is nobody but myself to blame. I made an irrational decision based on emotion, and made several lives more difficult in the process. I apologize for this abruptness again, and reiterate my previous statement that whatever you need, the House of Wittelsburg is in your debt.

Pax Christi Aeterna,
König Peter IX

[McNernia]

The McNernian Embassy

The Ministry of Justice official presenting himself to the McNernian Embassy reported to the officials that they were speaking with that,

“Rhea Withers is indeed listed as a person responsible for the march, but she is also not accused at this time of any acts of sedition or terrorism. She is free to go home. We count her as a person covered under the Amnesty of the Archbishop. However, we insist that she, along with all other persons, is free to go.”

Rhea herself would not deny this. “I was afraid for my life and that of others, that is why I desperately sought shelter here. Since the amnesty is taking place, I think that the best chance we have to have our voices heard is to be out there. But…” she bowed to the embassy staff, “I and my companions thank you for your kindness. With the shootings done, we feel free to go.”

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The Mcnernians would insist that she stay out of trouble for the most part, though HM Government was an ally of New Edom there were those in Parliament as no doubt reported by the Ambassador of the Empire to the Kingdom that had a consideration about the alliance when there were better prospects close to home.

Some though when they got word of Rhea Winter leaving would not be the happiest of people. But they would merely suggest to their contacts in the SIS that Rhea Winter be placed under survaillence. Such things could be explained, the influx of new agents. Mostly as part of SACTO Intelligence work within the nation. Of course, these were sympathetic to the purse of Prince Thomas and his father who had invested rather heavily in the nations that were opposed to New Edom. But also concerned about civil rights. A dispute that had been with the late King.

The Council Police would have learned no doubt that Elijah reminded many a Mcnernian, especially one who was older and greying. Men and women who had served in the Civil Service a long time had come to respect the late King. Rumors of the dressing down that Elijah had bestowed on the King would reach the ears of the Attaché who would attend Court. The old Brigadier would speak to Horvath.
“I was at Court when the Prince Andrew, the Kings name before his ascent came home from Rhodana on His fathers request. He was called into a private audience and the result was about the same. Something about a hunt in the bush for a Terr…he was more communicative since.”

[Ardoki]

Ardokian Embassy,
Embassy Row, Fineberg,
New Edom

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Kane was there to meet the Edomite Ministry of Justice official. The nerve thinking he could demand Ardoki hand over people it had granted asylum to! 'Her Excellency, the ambassador, was expecting your Minister of Foreign Affairs. However, she is willing to entertain your presence, to explain our current position regarding the refugees.' Kane spared a brief glance past the Edomite official to the gathering of militia. So, you think you can intimidate us? He looked back at the official, smiled, and gestured him inside the embassy. 'This way. You do have authorisation to negotiate, right?'

[New Edom]

From the Office of the Minister of Foreign Affairs

To Simon Alvarado, Foreign Minister of the Republica de Gran Chaco,

I would like first of all to express my gratitude on behalf of my government for your government’s kind and thoughtful words during a time of tragedy. It is much appreciated, and Their Majesties wished me to convey their gratitidue as well.

Recently, due to a number of nations’ governments misunderstanding and growing alarmed at the state of our politics, the potential to bring in extra-regional state actors which could spill the Region into war has grown as a threat. There have also been extra-regional meddlings in our economics, and therein lies a further danger of conflict. In order to prevent this, I have recommended that my government appeal to yours to host an international diplomatic meeting.

The key nations in question are Montenbourg and Ardoki which share an agreement on their foreign policy with regard to the Holy Empire. Each nation has agreed to possible talks in a neutral nation which your country would represent.

I am also aware that there are a number of discussions which we might have on a face to face basis which might make policy matters more clear between us, and I regardless look forward to a possible visit to your beautiful country if you would be so kind as to respond to my humble request with an offer to visit and hold the talks in a suitable location. I will quite understand if it is inappropriate at this time, and so I simply look forward to your reply.

I have the honour to be,
Hosidius Geta,
Minister of Foreign Affairs

[New Edom]

Ardokian Embassy,
Embassy Row, Fineberg,
New Edom

'Her Excellency, the ambassador, was expecting your Minister of Foreign Affairs. However, she is willing to entertain your presence, to explain our current position regarding the refugees.' 'This way. You do have authorisation to negotiate, right?'

“I do not,” said the Ministry of Police sub-commandant, “Because it is not a negotiation. Your government has had ample time to present facts and information to my government and did not do so. Now is the deadline. With all due respect, Madame, your embassy has no authority to break the law. The people within your embassy are not ‘refugees’. They are not even recognized as asylum seekers. They are our citizens. I would suggest that you comply with the King-Emperor’s instructions. I would also suggest that you put to them the full text of the Archbishop’s message. I am sure that they will take it seriously. We have no intention of harming these people.”

Guadalupadorian Embassy, Fineberg, New Edom

The heavy metal gate slowly slid to the right with a mechanical screech. Once the gate was behind the sturdy concrete wall the Commander greeted the official: “Pleased to meet you. What’s your business here at the Guadalupadorian Embassy?”
After he was given an envelope and the Official statement, Qasei was given permission to comply and negotiate and replied with: “Ehhhhh, about nine of the twenty-four refugees already left the Embassy this morning. Had to be in response to the Archbishop’s statement, well, I’d assume.”

“Alright, alright.... I’m here....” Romienda said, panting better each word. The Ambassador reconstituted himself and greeted the Official formally. He took the brown Manila envelope and skimmed through it. “Did you already hear that about half of the asylum seekers already left?” He looked to Commander Qasei, who was nodding in response. “Oh so you did. My mistake. Okay, so we have several people here that are in critical condition as a result of yesterday’s events. Two have also died from wounds they suffered. We will repatriate the human remains over to your authorities immediately.” Romienda then looked back toward the interior of the embassy and back toward the official and to the militia escort behind him. “We can cooperate with your authorities, but at this point these demands are an infringement on my country’s sovereignty. I expect our respective nations foreign ministries will need to hammer a few details out of this. I’ll report these terms to my superiors in Divouga immediately. Thank you for you time.”

The sub-commandant bowed. “Thank you for your courtesy. May God rest the souls of the dead. I will return with an appropriate vehicle.” He turned about face and went to the vehicle. A uniformed Militiaman got out, saluted as he got into the van, and it drove away.

From the Office of the Minister of Foreign Affairs

To Grand Premier Saito Marcos; Minister of Foreign Affairs Emilia Numa; Guadalupadorian Ambassador to New Edom, Arturo Romienda.

With the greatest respect, while we appreciate the diplomatic relationships we have achieved, it is an insult to the honour of our nation that persons should be sheltered within a foreign embassy when emigration treaties already exist between our country and several others. It may be that those who are within your embassy have broken the law and expect arrest. This may well be the case.

On behalf of my government, I am grateful for the return of human remains o Edomite citizens. My government proposes that, since yours has taken responsibility for people claiming what they refer to as refugee status, who are our citizens, and remain within your embassy, that your officials should take down statements as to their reasons for remaining. It may be that interviews are not required, and that they may be reassured that there is no further reason for their remaining inside the embassy.

I have, further, been instructed to inform you by His Imperial Majesty the King-Emperor, that he will do all that is necessary, and all that becomes a man, for the security and peace of his country. I hope that you can understand this and would doubtless expect to be given the same understanding and respect were your country the nation in question.

I have the honour to be,
Hosidius Geta,
Minister of Foreign Affairs

[Stojam]

Fineberg International Airport, New Edom


After the welcome march and the various pointless introductions, the two companies got organized and went ahead to leave the Airport towards Fineberg's military district not before receiving the info that they have a section at the Fineberg Military District that was once under the 21st Lancers authority and they are allowed to camp there and set up their shop.
They drove their trucks and equipment across the exit of the Fineberg International Airport, and got help and such from friendly Edomite forces to deliver all of their equipment in one go to the section.
It took them some time to drive there but they got there.

They quickly scouted the surroundings and made use of their materials.
They set up: Camps, communication posts, HQs, somewhat Barracks, and various other important buildings that they should be able to use.
Now after the building which took at least 3-5 Hours, they would finally rest and wait for Edomite commanders to give them detailed briefing over the situation and orders where to go and what to do.
The 2 commanders of the Companies watched the sun set as they were waiting for whatever briefing the Edomite forces would give them.
They were determined to drive out Homofront from New Edom under the guidance of SACTO.

They also set up various checkpoints and guard points around the section so that they could have full command and control on it.

[New Edom]

Betharan Palace,
Fineberg, New Edom

Security was very present in the square surrounding the palace. Betharan was not a typical European style palace with gothic towers and arches. It was a curious blend of the old medieval style of the Barans mixed with the Cornellians. It featured domes, including a large central one, surrounding tower gates with conical tipped towers, and was surrounded by churches and buildings reminiscent of Cornellian temples. Soldiers with APCs and armoured cars guarded approaches, and two helicopters still buzzed in lazy circles overhead.

Christina smiled at the Major. “Major, the courtesy in picking me up at all is more than I could have ever asked for. If it were my older brother in the embassy, he would have taken up arms with the guards while the unrest was going on outside. My father is rather protective, me being the youngest daughter.” She thought for a minute.

“I anticipate with excitement meeting the Prince and Princess. It’s my first time abroad, and New Edom is such a beautiful country. I’m sorry if this has caused any inconvenience to you and your team, or the Edomite Royal Family. I assure you I’ll behave with the utmost humility.”

“Oh, well…” said Sandram, clearing his throat. “I appreciate the sentiments, Princess. Of course it is no inconvenience to receive a person of your quality, and I’m sure Their Highnesses will be happy to receive you. Ah, look, here we are!”

Passing through a final security check, the cars went through the gates and not far from a heroic equestrian fountain displaying King David the Landstrider they disembarked and ascended the polished granite steps. There was a scent of tropical blooms in the air, and the sandy-colored stone of the palace suggested that it well suited the warm climate. Once within, there was a sense of airy space, of the colours green, blue and orange in the carpets and the colours of the walls. A visitor would be aware of naked servants with body paint resembling elegant pottery vases, male and female, standing or moving quietly nearby. These servants bowed as a small group of official looking persons approached.

“Princess Christina?” said a handsome, striking dark haired man in Naval blues, approaching. “I’m Prince Enoch, the Royal Master of Offices. You have been through a trying time!”

“Sir,” said Major Sandram, bowing. Another man, in a black court uniform with silver leaf patterns on the tunic approached him and spoke quietly to him.

“She probably wants to eat and drink,” said a pear shaped man with wide hips, pigeon chest and pineapple head, wearing a similar black uniform. “Count Beroth, Your Highness, Councillor of State.”

“Her Highness gave instructions that the Easter Rooms would be suitable,” said a handsome, matronly woman in a crimson dress with a high collar. “Countess Sharra, my dear Princess, Matron of Honour. Would you prefer to bathe and rest before meeting a lot of people and eating and drinking? Her Imperial Highness sends her assurance that there is no rush under the circumstances, and she is most aware that you naturally had a distressing time of it.”

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From the Office of the Monarchs

To Konig Peter IX

Since Your Majesty recognizes that a breach of etiquette took place, there is little more to be said about the matter. In future, you may always communicate to me or to my Ministers or Courtiers concerning a visit of yourself or your family. I look forward to continuing pleasant relations.

I have the honour to be,
Elijah IV
King-Emperor

In another part of the palace, in what was called the Lesser Ballroom, joyous music thumped and beat, and the Queen-Empress and several ladies in waiting were dancing it up, swaying their hips waving their arms, and moving their feet more or less mimicking one another. The sound system in the room blared the music that they were getting lost in. As Mara had put it, “I know there’s a tragedy going on, but I’ve been visiting hospitals and everything, and now I just gotta blow off some steam!”

S-A-T-U-R-D-A-Y night!
S-A-T-U-R-D-A-Y night!
S-A-T-U-R-D-A-Y night!
S-A-T-U-R-D-A-Y night!

Queen-Empress Mara was a raven haired, light olive tanned, athletically voluptuous woman who had a naturally smiling mouth and large dark imaginative eyes, and she was enjoying herself now. She loved singing along with lyrics, and she did so now:

Gonna keep on dancing
To the rock and roll
On Saturday night, Saturday night
Dancin' to the rhythm
In our heart and soul
On Saturday night, Saturday night

I-I-I-I
Just can't wait
I-I-I-I gotta date

Hopping and bouncing to the music, she grabbed Countess Camilla Sharra around the waist and sang as though serenading the pretty, slim, honey haired young woman, who laughing sang back with her. Nearby Countess Melisande Merodach joined in as they then holding one another's shoulders bounce-congag-ed around the room:

At the good ol' rock and roll
Folk show, I've gotta go!
Saturday night
Saturday night

Gonna rock it up
Roll it up
Do it all, have a ball
Saturday night
Saturday night

[Republica De Gran Chaco]

Ministry of Foreign Affairs
Yanque, Chaco

Simon Alvarado was in his office relaxing during one of the 15-minute time frames in his day that he set aside for quiet time. He had placed this right in front of his lunch hour today, as he had no one to meet with. Simon had recently become aware of a strange anonymous image board website, and had been forwarded the link to a thread about the daughter of the President of the Council of New Edom. People were posting pictures of her playing tennis and making terrible comments. Simon was a bit shocked, but then clicked on one of the photos and was surprised at its size and image quality.

He scrolled down to some poster claiming to be a low-level diplomat in New Edom. Who knew if that was true, but the person clearly had access to very intimate photos of Camila Sharra from ceremonial events where everything was exposed. These too were very high quality, and when zoomed in on one could get an amazing and intimate view of the countess. Simon’s trousers began to tighten and he started adjusting himself a bit more frequently when a loud knock on the door shook him from his trance. He jumped and clicked out of the page.

“Come in.” Simon shouted.

His secretary opened the door, “Sir, a message just arrived for you from New Edom.”

To: Hosidius Geta, Minister of Foreign Affairs; Foreign Ministries of Montenbourg and Ardoki
From: Minister of Foreign Affairs, Republic of Gran Chaco
Subject: Hosting of diplomatic summit
Security: High

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My dear Ministers,

Gran Chaco welcomes the opportunity to host a diplomatic summit between Ardoki, Montenbourg, and New Edom. I have discussed it with my staff and we have decided that the best place for this would be outside of San Pedro, where a resort shall be booked for the event.

Please send a list of everyone that is to attend and any special needs so that visas, and accommodations can be prepared.

I look forward to meeting all of you and to advancing peace in Cornellia.

Simon Alvarado,
Minister of Foreign Affairs, Republica de Gran Chaco

[Queimada]

Somewhere in Quemada

Sparkle groaned and slowly came back alive into the world of the light. Ever since the successful attack on King Elijah’s capybaras and their escape out of the country, Sparkle had been on a true bender. He had stayed at a homofront safe house, a beach front condo in Queimada, and had gone nuts. Between the insane house parties, and the night clubs of Porto Real, Sparkle had lost all track of time. He flailed his arm out for a water bottle and heard a thump with squeaks and scurrying feet.

“Shit.” Sparkle mumbled realizing he had knocked over the plastic box full of gerbils. He would have his men try to catch then later. He continued to flail around for the bottle of water. His hand landed in several puddles of wet and sticky substances, and one that smelled like cherries. He gave up and lay on his stomach in defeat. He tried to roll over, but his back side was in too much pain. Sparkle removed the rolling pin that had impaled him and then shifted to his back. He gathered up his strength and yelled, “Bruce! Lance! Someone! Water now!”

There was a shuffle outside and a man in leather briefs and a mesh tank top walked in and went down on one knee and held out a bottle of Evian, “Your servant Bruce has delivered your water Master.”

Sparkle took it and drank greedily before throwing it against a wall.

“Bruce, I grow weary of these parties, I want a halt to them all. Gather the crew, it is time to start planning our next attack. No doubt the king is reeling from the loss of his precious capybaras, but we must follow that up!” Sparkle said.

“Oh, my commander, and master of my body, there has been fantastic news from New Edom for the cause.” Bruce said.

“What happened? Did the king grant our people rights for fear of losing more water pigs?” Sparkle asked.

“No master, another cell has successfully bombed the capital and caused a riot for the cause. Other nations are condemning and sanctioning New Edom and it may lead to conflict.” Bruce explained.

Sparkle sat up in bed and then winced in pain from the act of doing so, “Who did this? They shall surely perish by my open hand! Fineberg is our territory! Those bitchy little queens will pay! Quick we must assemble and find a target that will truly bring terror among those straight fools.”

[Neue Regensburg]

Betharan Palace,
Fineberg, New Edom

Security was very present in the square surrounding the palace. Betharan was not a typical European style palace with gothic towers and arches. It was a curious blend of the old medieval style of the Barans mixed with the Cornellians. It featured domes, including a large central one, surrounding tower gates with conical tipped towers, and was surrounded by churches and buildings reminiscent of Cornellian temples. Soldiers with APCs and armoured cars guarded approaches, and two helicopters still buzzed in lazy circles overhead.

Christina looked in awe at the palace. While the Regenschloss, was in its own right majestic with its Romanesque-Gothic blend of architecture, this was new and ever more exciting. She saw the APCs, and thought of the naval base her brother was stationed at. Would it be that he could be here right now, him having only visited New Edom as a tourist. She realized that without the Ministers of Economy and State jockeying for a trade deal that wasn’t even arranged yet, that would have been her experience too. Christina was unsure whether this was a good or a bad thing.

“Oh, well…” said Sandram, clearing his throat. “I appreciate the sentiments, Princess. Of course it is no inconvenience to receive a person of your quality, and I’m sure Their Highnesses will be happy to receive you. Ah, look, here we are!”

Christina smiled and said, “Thank you, Major.”

Passing through a final security check, the cars went through the gates and not far from a heroic equestrian fountain displaying King David the Landstrider they disembarked and ascended the polished granite steps. There was a scent of tropical blooms in the air, and the sandy-colored stone of the palace suggested that it well suited the warm climate. Once within, there was a sense of airy space, of the colours green, blue and orange in the carpets and the colours of the walls.

Christina looked at the statue of King David the Landstrider, and made a mental note to ask her hosts about him when she made it inside. She was extremely nervous, since she was only there because her father had breached diplomatic etiquette. Perhaps in other nations, that was not so big a deal, but Regensburgers pride themselves on order, routine and tradition, so she felt shame none the less.

A visitor would be aware of naked servants with body paint resembling elegant pottery vases, male and female, standing or moving quietly nearby. These servants bowed as a small group of official looking persons approached.

While seconds earlier, she was battling shame at her unexpected arrival, this all blew out of her mind momentarily, when she saw the naked servants. She had to work very hard to suppress a giggle, and realized how ferociously the rest of her family, save her older sister, would be offended by this.

“Princess Christina?” said a handsome, striking dark haired man in Naval blues, approaching. “I’m Prince Enoch, the Royal Master of Offices. You have been through a trying time!”

“Sir,” said Major Sandram, bowing. Another man, in a black court uniform with silver leaf patterns on the tunic approached him and spoke quietly to him.

Christina thanked the Major one last time, and turned to the man in front of her. She was charmed by his appearances, manner and uniform. She bowed profoundly, and said “It is an honor, Prince Enoch,” but not before blushing a light shade of red. “Thank you for the kind words.”

“She probably wants to eat and drink,” said a pear shaped man with wide hips, pigeon chest and pineapple head, wearing a similar black uniform. “Count Beroth, Your Highness, Councillor of State.”

She bowed to the Count, the normal color of her face returning, and replied, “It is a great privilege to meet you, Count Beroth.”

“Her Highness gave instructions that the Easter Rooms would be suitable,” said a handsome, matronly woman in a crimson dress with a high collar. “Countess Sharra, my dear Princess, Matron of Honour. Would you prefer to bathe and rest before meeting a lot of people and eating and drinking? Her Imperial Highness sends her assurance that there is no rush under the circumstances, and she is most aware that you naturally had a distressing time of it.”

Christina, seeing the first woman of noble standing since she entered New Edom, the Lord Ambassador’s wife having died some years back, broke into an infectious smile. She bowed once more, deeply and profoundly, as she introduced herself and then listened to what she had to say.
“If it is okay, Countess, I would like to meet some people, but thank you for the most kind offer. I had bathed and rested at the Embassy, and I haven’t had much chance for conversation, save over the phone, since I arrived.”

---

From: The Desk of König Peter IX
To: The Office of the Monarchs

Priority: JULIET
Encryption: JULIET

Dear King-Emperor Elijah IV,
Thank you for the kind words. I assure you such a breach in etiquette will not happen again, and reciprocate your sentiment that we continue pleasant relations. I hope you and your family are well.

Pax Christi Aeterna,
König Peter IX

[New Aeyariss]

NEW EDOMITE EMBASSY TENSIONS!
Kojiro-sama: "Diplomatic immunity is holy, and should not be infringed upon!"

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Kojiro-sama delivering a speech

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Ishikawa, Nifon - in his recent speech, Kojiro - sama outlined his thoughts about the recently arising diplomatic crisis connected to the foreign embassies in New Edom that have became housing areas for rioters attempting to escape the Edomite justice system.

Kojiro-sama begun his speech with an announcement that he finds it horrid that foreign embassies are accepting fleeing rioters, responsible for multiple acts of vandalism, without even checking their identities or pasts. Highlighting open admission from Homofront to have participated and / or organized the protests, Kojiro-sama expressed his worry about Homofront terrorists and pedophile rings, which largely overlap with LGBT circles in membership, could use the refugee status to escape the Edomite justice system.

"Let's make this clear that we are not dealing with a group of spontaneous, grasroots protests, but rather with a well oiled political machine that has considerable foreign backing" said Kojiro - sama "I urge therefore all nations to cooperate with the Edomite state on this issue. I firmly believe that those who organized the protests and subsequent terror attacks should be treated differently from brainwashed university students and poor people bribed into attending by foreign NGOs, but that's the matter for Edomite justice system to decide."

On the other hand, Kojiro - sama implored all nations to respect the "sacredness of diplomatic immunity" and refrain from violating the diplomatic and consular law:

"Should we find an embassy that actively participated in organizing, coordinating those protests, including sheltering those responsible for disruption of social harmony, said diplomatic site should be, according to the law, given 48 hours to vacate and be expelled from the country as the law provides. However, immunity of foreign diplomats is sacred, and as such, the Empire of Greater Nifon would like to officially ask Edomite government to respect it's sacredness."

Finally, Kojiro-sama offered some harsh words for Guadalupador:

"Sadly, the current administration of FUG had not taken it's lessons from the last Dorian attempt to promote so called LGBT rights, and support the hordes of Antichrist in Chucara. That policy ended with the Lord of Heaven punishing Guadalupador for it's sins by letting Cuscatlanis torch their capital and split their country in two. Yet, the current administration learned nothing; thus I would like to make it official that should the Edomite state not obtain full cooperation of the Dorian embassy, the Empire of Greater Nifon will offer the New Yaman state the recent Type 1254 Mamushi tactical ballistic missiles, which will be able to strike anywhere 500 kilometers from the Dorian DMZ. The threat of New Yaman missiles is exact to threat that spreading of the okama poses to our cultures. Finally, it's not an interest of the Dorian government to have New Yama gain a partner in New Edom, and cultural links would have permitted those countries to find the common language rather quickly. In such case, I hope that Dorian government will rectify the mistakes of the past, and with it's cooperation we move into a new era of peace."

Shiba Rei, on behalf of Iroha Daily.

[Hittanryan]

To: Elizabeth McCord, Minister of Foreign Affairs, Kingdom of Montenbourg
From: Amy Bailey, Secretary of State, Republic of Adiron
Subject: New Edom
Encryption: High

Your Excellency,

Although this is the first communication between our governments, allow me to express my sincerest admiration for your government’s drive for the decriminalization of homosexuality. I hope if possible you might convey my respect for His Majesty the King and Prime Minister Bettel as well. Human rights are universal.

Your nation is in the process of imposing economic sanctions on New Edom in the interest of LGBT rights. You have spoken of acting through international organizations and a potential round of bilateral talks. In this your government has taken stronger action to promote the general welfare of marginalized Edomites than nearly any other government in Cornellia including, regrettably, my own.

Since the rise to power of President Perrin Pahath-Moab in New Edom, it has been the policy of this Republic to promote support incremental democratic reform in New Edom. To that end, Adiron has sent humanitarian relief, provided military aid, aided the implementation of free and fair local elections, and attempted to seek meaningful resolution to New Edom’s multifaceted civil war.

In recent years, unfortunately, the energy behind this policy has waned in the face of pressing domestic concerns, including a sharp recession and conflict with our neighbors. I intend to renew the Republic’s previous efforts.

The Republic of Adiron has significant foreign trade with New Edom. There are members of the Edomite government who I believe would favor closer ties with our nation and even greater liberalization. I believe that my government is therefore well-positioned to support your program of economic sanctions.

If the Kingdom is interested in our support, then my office has more to offer on the subject of strategy. Adiron has a certain degree of experience in New Edom and can perhaps provide your government insight on what to expect. I very much look forward to hearing your response.

Sincerely,
Amy Bailey
Secretary of State

[Cossack Khanate]

On the way to Vionna-Frankenlisch…

Sergeant Jayesh Navin sipped his lime juice and sighed, staring out the plane window. He had been on this plane for about 3 days, although day and night tended to blend together in a mixture of electronic entertainment and book reading. Jayesh was 46 years old with a greying moustache and streaks of silver through his hair. His team of 14 others were much younger, deeply involved in playing a shooter game of some sort. Jayesh had enough shooting for a lifetime, through serving in the Cossack Liberation and racking up a solo kill count of 34. Despite this, he insisted on keeping a relatively powerful pistol, the W6 Semi-Auto, chambered in 12.7 CSA (12.7x41mm).

The plane itself had a small cabin, meant only to carry at most 30 personnel with equipment. Since the CCO was not meant for mission so far away, the plane had to be borrowed from the Cossack Royal Air Force.

Jayesh was bored quite out of his mind. He had practically memorized most of the details of the case. He had been issued warning that further violence could break out. He thought differently, reasoning that the organization most likely responsible was not used to striking in the same place twice. At least that was what he had heard. The map is always different than the territory….

Roysder Military Complex, Inglavoristan

Hektor Baarda strode down the winding, dimly lit, hallways. Alongside him walked a single guard, armed with an OTs-14 Groza. Hektor was a “colonel without portfolio” for the expansive Inglavoristani special forces, Veil.

The pair stopped by a wall with several steel doors. Hektor leaned forward to swipe his ID card, then typed in his 6-digit ID number, known only to himself and not written anywhere. The door clicked. The guard grabbed the door handle and pushed the sliding door aside. Inside the cell, a lone man sat bound to a chair, which in turn was shackled to the floor. The man wore what must of been his original clothes, now tattered pieces of cloth that hung on his shoulders and hips. He had dried blood on his chin from a cracked lip. His head hung, yet snapped up as Hektor stood in front of him.

The guard accompanying Hektor brought him a chair. The officer sat in silence for some time, stroking his short beard. He finally spoke:

“Look here. You are wanted by the Cossack forces, the Prussians, the Vungarian, the Kustonians, and even the Swerfinians. You are accused of conspiracy against government, disturbing the peace, sexual assault, armed assault, terrorist charges, conspiracizing with communists, participating in Marxist activities, murder, arson, and theft. Your punishment is quite obviously a very public execution.”

Hektor waited for his words to sink in. The man in front of him, Ernst Bolek, finally met eyes with Hektor. Ernst was one of many wanted by Cossack-German forces in Köln, where he was known for treacherous communist and anti-state activities, participation in the 2017 bolshevik revolt in that city, and now for collaborating with liberal separatists.

Hektor spoke again: “Now you have an option. It’s either death in a public square, stark naked, perhaps with a form of public entertainment. Or it’s death with a bullet to the head, a quick death in private. The only way you are getting the latter is if you cooperate”

Ernst’s voice was just above a whisper: “I’ll cooperate, sir”

Hektor nodded. “Good. The interrogation will be in a couple of days. Try to remember everything that happened. Everything.” With that, Hektor and the guard left the man to his thoughts...

[Brytene]

Nass Airport
Several metres off the ground, and rising

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Nobody had stormed the airport, guns waving, to stop them leaving and Jimmy leaned back contentedly as the plane slipped the surly bonds of earth and took to the skies. At this point, chasing after them would be political suicide - they'd handed back all the precious bits and pieces in the vaults the day before, and just moments ago he had watched Sara finally dispatch the huge sums to an automated clearinghouse. It was admittedly late in the day, but with a few quick clicks Sara had sent billions of dollars which should arrive with their various Edomite and Yohannesian recipients nice and early in the morning, ready to be spent on whatever they liked. He had understood the young woman delaying until the last minute - with 170,000 customers, even though New Edomites didn't have the impressive $40,000 average checking account of say, the United States, the total funds held by Brytene had still been several billion, and that was more than enough of a ransom for a bank manager, an incognito lesbian and an undercover R-DARK agent. Admittedly, some members of SACTO were keener on ideals than on their cash, but he doubted even the most sadistic of Tienanmen Square reenactors in the Edomite government would risk billions of dollars for a couple of fleeing pagans.

That said, it had been a relief when he'd seen her send the cash. He hadn't had time to go over the books but frankly, from what he'd glimpsed, he wouldn't have understood anyway. She'd had several dozen transfers racked up, which she explained to him was a result of the many Goldwing branches, the differing account types, and the different recipients. Even a single one of those transfers had been more than he and his squad could expect to earn their lifetime, and whilst it was only digital, it had still felt like the plane was carrying bullion in its hold. Actually leaving the country with billions of dollars would probably have been provocation enough for them to start sending jet planes after them and, whilst he might have been able to deal with a couple of local cops or a disgruntled revenue agent, one man could only do so much against an entire airforce. So when the screen beeped its happy confirmation of the transfers, he had decided it was time to pour himself a good drink and lean back, watching the clouds roll by as the plane roared towards its first layover, well outside of SACTO territory

From the desk of the CEO, Goldwing Finance
To
Count Lalery,
Minister of Finance, New Edom

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Dear Count Lalery,

We regret to inform you that Goldwing Finance is indeed ceasing all operations in the territories of New Edom. Unfortunately, as your most recent letter eloquently demonstrated, the Board no longer feels that New Edom represents a stable market in which to do business, and we feel that the risk to our personnel and to our operations was severe enough to warrant the closing of all branches of Goldwing Finance present in New Edom. Perhaps once the current civil unrest and international tensions have abated, it may be appropriate to review circumstances in your otherwise fine nation.

Let me apologise if you feel somehow slighted or offended - this was not the intent of Goldwing Finance. Rather, we have made what we believe to be a prudent financial decision, excising a small part of our international market in order to avoid becoming entangled in the unfortunate political situation currently unfolding in New Edom.

I must warn you, however, that we have committed no breach of contract. All funds, holdings and other property of the citizens and businesses of New Edom have been returned, and I believe you would find the tremendous difficulties in mounting an international lawsuit between our two nations even more insurmountable in the face of corpus delicti, insults to your honour notwithstanding.

I have the honour to remain,

Yours sincerely

Eanflaed of Caestre

[Guadalupador]

To: Foreign Minister of New Edom, Hosidius Geta
From: Guadalupadorian Ambassador to New Edom, Arturo Romienda.
Subject: A Call for Compromise Regarding Your Recent Demands
Encryption SECRET

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Honorable Minister,

We are certainly willing to cooperate with your authorities, and we are already conducting questionnaires to prospective emigres regarding their roles in yesterday’s events and we will send you a series of transcripts upon your request for review if need be. Currently the more difficult of the tasks is reassuring those that remain within our Embassy that your authorities aren’t out to get them entirely. Apparently from some of the quotes we have gathered, collective punishment is something they fear most, especially from your authorities.
Might we suggest that your government refrains from utilizing the Edomite Militia in police actions within the proximity of the Embassy for the time being. It’ll certainly help coax those innocent but still anxious to leave and perform the proper legal procedures of leaving the country.
We expect your emigres to leave within the legal means of our emigration treaty and the Federal Union of Guadalupador will welcome them with open arms as it has happened many times before.
The Federal Union of Guadalupador still requests that your government’s officials act within their means to ensure the safety of those that leave our Embassy and are willing to emigrate to Guadalupador and that no extra-legal punishment befalls them.

The Government of the Federal Union of Guadalupador values its diplomatic ties with New Edom and it is assured that my superiors in Divouga understand that the security of our respective states and our citizens are paramount; which perplexes the Grand Premier that your government’s ally, the Nifonese Empire would so boldly and publicly threaten the security of Guadalupador and its region before our cooperation is made public. We insist that your government reassures Mister Kojiro and informs him of the actual situation unfolding on the ground.

Long May Your King-Emperor Reign In Peace.

- Arturo Romienda, Guadalupadorian Ambassador in New Edom

[Novitera]

Fineberg
Civic Bank of Avantine Bank HQ



"Yes...yes...I understand. It would be an enormous project to integrate all those accounts but we can do it. We'd also need to move right away to open up customer branches in that region of the country to grant those people more access." Skewes had been speaking on the phone to someone from the Ministry of Finance for a while now doing his best to downplay his excitement. It was long and there would be many more meetings internally and with the Ministry to work out more details on the transfer but Skewes was feeling good. Halfway through the conversation he put on speakerphone then texted Sean Lonagain (COO), Keira Katzumi (CFO) and several other executives to come in to listen. Once it was over Skewes hung up the phone. Everyone was quiet. He stood up.

"Yes!!!" He exclaimed. "Another one loses their nerve and bites the dust!"

The others began exclaiming their joy as well. Once everything calmed down it was Lonagain who spoke. "Hold on. Just a moment. If Goldwing is that spooked to do something so crazy what does that mean? Should we be worried of instability?" He asked.

"That's a good point. But there's no fucking way. The Monarchists have this country locked up tight. Embassy gave their assurances and I'll bet you anything Kohath will say the same." Skewes responded confidently.

"I bet you they have access to the same information so I'm thinking they ran because of foul play and they knew they'd been made." Katzumi asserted.

Skewes sat back down and rubbed his hands together. "Yes...it could be they've been banking for the wrong people. Homofront?" He threw out there.

Katzumi rubbed her chin. "Could be anyone. But for sure they've been doing something shady to go this far. We should tighten our own position. Something like this means there's going to be a shakedown of all financial institutions. We need to get ahead of it to throw suspicion off of us."

"But we haven't even done anything illegal and if that money is going to us, that means we're trusted." Lonagain stated.

Skewes nodded. "True, but think. We hold thousands of accounts. Yes, Legal and Compliance screens everything to make sure that it's all above board but something could have slipped through. Happens all the time back home with organized crime syndicates. Then we could get blamed. Or at least, Council Police in here seizing records which looks bad. Keira is right." He thought for a moment. "Alright, Sean get word to Bishop Mander. I want the anti-money laundering department to do a deep dive. Have them break out their magnifying glasses and scour the books. I need to know that everything is clean."

"You won't be able to hide that we're cleaning house." Lonagain said.

"I want the government to know. Given what Goldwing has done it would seem natural that we're rattled as well. All the better that we're doing something about it." Skewes replied.

"What about the other problem?" Katzumi asked. They looked at her. "Well, it's a good thing that we're getting all this money but what are we going to do with it? We haven't planned for such an influx of capital."

Skewes thought about it for a moment. "For now, we buy up Noviteran bonds to park it. Safe and liquid. In the meantime, we'll need to make more deals with local financing companies to buy up mortgages and other loans. It'll be up to you to find us domestic investments to use this money for."

"It'll be an enormous project consolidating these accounts. We're looking at over 200,000 clients who all need to be informed and given a way to access their money. Although it shouldn't take too long to set them up so they can transact online through our platform." Lonagain stated.

Skewes nodded. "That's priority number one. Do it."

[New Visayan Islands]

TO: The Foreign Ministry of the Holy Empire of New Edom
FROM: The Visayan Embassy to New Edom
RE: LGBT Riots

The Visayan Embassy wishes to remind you that of the 142 people--not 127 as was initially listed--who came in to flee the unrest, 53 have left the Embassy unassisted, 18 were taken to a nearby hospital for medical conditions ranging from convulsions to myocardial infarction, and 65 have applied for asylum. Not included in the grand total are the six Persons of Interest, whose responses are as follows:

1. Martin Hood - team leader -- Accepted Witness Protection
2. Emily Bradford - team leader -- Declined Witness Protection, Departed Embassy
3. Obadiah Carson - group leader -- Declined Witness Protection, Departed Embassy
4. Claire Johnson - group leader -- Accepted Witness Protection
5. Leah Jackson - team leader -- Accepted Witness Protection
6. Terrence Clarke - group treasurer -- Accepted Witness Protection

Also attached in this missive are several data files containing the following:

1. Master List with all 142 people who have taken refuge in the Embassy
2. List filtered to include only those 55 who have left the Embassy unassisted, with Persons of Interest tagged as having declined Witness Protection
3. List filtered to include only those 18 who were taken to a nearby hospital
4. List filtered to include only those 69 who have applied for asylum, with Persons of Interest tagged for Witness Protection
5. Completed forms for all 69 asylees, including the four Persons of Interest that have accepted Witness Protection.

As always, I remain here in the Embassy to represent Visayan interests in New Edom.

Sincerely,

(Sgd.)
Dominic Kang, MBA
Ambassador
Visayan Embassy to New Edom

Angela Kang
Embassy School

"Sure thing, Ma'am!" she replied as she and Joanna went to Evan, who had already produced a ballistic vest for her to wear. It bore the Visayan flag and the words "VISAYAN EMBASSY" in bold letters on both sides.

As Angela fitted her vest, Joanna asked Evan for a charging kit. Evan obliged; he had a fully-charged power bank in his vest.

Dominic Kang
Visayan Embassy to New Edom

"Remind me what this is again." This was a copy of a notice handed over by Edomite police.

"From the looks of it, a friendly reminder from Fineberg's Finest that we hand over anyone left," Paula replied.

"Thought so," Dominic said. "Who do we have left, anyway?"

"Asylees," Donald answered. "All sixty-nine of them just waiting for one of Geta's gofers to give them the green light."

"Even the guys we're putting under WitPro?"

"Especially the guys we're putting under WitPro." Donald handed Dominic a tablet with the final list.

"So...Bradford and Carson?"

"They're gone, took a hike," Donald replied as he opened a tin of chewing tobacco. "I wonder where they are right now...?" he wondered as he put a piece in his mouth.

"No longer our problem," Paula answered for Dominic.

[Montenbourg]

Ministry of Foreign Affairs
Yanque, Chaco

Simon Alvarado was in his office relaxing during one of the 15-minute time frames in his day that he set aside for quiet time. He had placed this right in front of his lunch hour today, as he had no one to meet with. Simon had recently become aware of a strange anonymous image board website, and had been forwarded the link to a thread about the daughter of the President of the Council of New Edom. People were posting pictures of her playing tennis and making terrible comments. Simon was a bit shocked, but then clicked on one of the photos and was surprised at its size and image quality.

He scrolled down to some poster claiming to be a low-level diplomat in New Edom. Who knew if that was true, but the person clearly had access to very intimate photos of Camila Sharra from ceremonial events where everything was exposed. These too were very high quality, and when zoomed in on one could get an amazing and intimate view of the countess. Simon’s trousers began to tighten and he started adjusting himself a bit more frequently when a loud knock on the door shook him from his trance. He jumped and clicked out of the page.

“Come in.” Simon shouted.

His secretary opened the door, “Sir, a message just arrived for you from New Edom.”

To: Hosidius Geta, Minister of Foreign Affairs; Foreign Ministries of Montenbourg and Ardoki
From: Minister of Foreign Affairs, Republic of Gran Chaco
Subject: Hosting of diplomatic summit
Security: High

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My dear Ministers,

Gran Chaco welcomes the opportunity to host a diplomatic summit between Ardoki, Montenbourg, and New Edom. I have discussed it with my staff and we have decided that the best place for this would be outside of San Pedro, where a resort shall be booked for the event.

Please send a list of everyone that is to attend and any special needs so that visas, and accommodations can be prepared.

I look forward to meeting all of you and to advancing peace in Cornellia.

Simon Alvarado,
Minister of Foreign Affairs, Republica de Gran Chaco

Palace of Westfalia
Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Kingdom of Montenbourg

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RECIPIENT(S): Simon Alvarado, Minister of Foreign Affairs, Republica de Gran Chaco
SENDER: Elizabeth McCörd, Minister of Foreign Affairs
SUBJECT: Diplomatic Summit San Pedro, Republica de Gran Chaco

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Mr. Alvarado, Montenbourg accept your kind invitation to this Summit at the Republica de Gran Chaco in San Pedro. I inform you that with me will be accompanying me a delegation from the Foreign Office, of five personnel. We propose to call this event the "Conference of San Pedro" understanding the place in which this historic summit is taken place. We also know that many nations here present in the debate expressed sympathy for LGBT Edomites but haven't made any immediate joint resolution or commitment, we put forward a space in which the governments can approach to offer an immediate resettlement channel between New Edom government and others for the offering of refuge and developing opportunities for permanent settlement, as a topic.

Also as a key topic, the repealing of laws that criminalize private, consensual sexual relationships between adults of the same sex, and other laws used to punish individuals on the basis of their sexual orientation and gender identity in violation of international human rights standards.

Thank you for inviting us to be part of this historic summit.

We'll be arriving on the flight of the Montenbourg Two. We will be pleased to be welcomed by your delegation and getting us a Suite at any of your most referred residences. We look forward to spending this time with you and your delegation plus getting better acquainted with other delegations as well.