*** Isola di Carano, Eulabian Union
Sitting across a strait of water from the picturesque city of Menta, was a large island called Isola di Carano. It was mostly covered in a thick forest of evergreen holly oak trees. On the side of the island facing Menta was a large marina, full of yachts and different leisure craft. Further inland, nestled in the heart of the island, was a grand estate that covered many hectares of land. At the centre was a sprawling mansion built in a Châteauesque style. Outside, an extensive security detail of elite mercenaries prowled the grounds for any intruders. Every now and then, a helicopter also circled around the island and illuminated the forest with various infrared cameras. All were in the service of none other than David Redshield, the enigmatic owner of the powerful Redshield Foundation. It had now been about three years since the business had come under his control, after several months of total chaos following the death of his relative James Redshield by a Nifonese drone, all on the orders of Shogun Maki Kojiro. In a stroke of bad luck, the most obvious heir - Charles Redshield - was arrested for involvement in human trafficking. Slowly but surely, David had cobbled together the broken pieces of his family’s multi-trillion dollar empire from the vultures that had swooped in to buy it up. Now he was determined not to make the same mistakes as before, and bring the Redshield family to all-new levels of profit.
Redshield watched from a fourth-floor window as a civilian Mil Mi-8 helicopter flew in from over the horizon and landed on a pad about two kilometres away from the mansion. As soon as it touched down, a stern and determined-looking middle-aged man who was donning a black tailored suit accompanied with a red tie disembarked from the rotorcraft. A number of heavily-armed security personnel escorted him along a gravel path to the Redshield mansion. The individual smirked beneath a pair of aviator sunglasses that he was wearing. Approaching the entrance, he couldn't help but be taken back by the scale and extravagance of the place. The grounds were neatly gardened and the smell of freshly cut grass filled the air. A pair of huge doors closed behind him as he walked into the mansion. He walked up the stairs to Redshield’s office. To say that the man he was about to meet was powerful and wealthy was a gross understatement. After several minutes of wandering the corridors, he eventually found himself outside the office of David Redshield.
David Redshield sat on the far end of the huge room. “Come in.” he said, his hands clasped together on the desk. A huge banner hung above a fireplace behind him, emblazoned with the coat of arms of the Redshield family. As the man entered, he could sense the place’s almost ominous aura, with various other banners and all types of fancy exotic items neatly decorating it. He looked left, right and then over his shoulder for a brief moment before stepping inside the office with a hint of nervousness.
“Good afternoon, Mr. Redshield. I suppose you called Prime Minister Petrovij down here, I will be here to represent him.” The man started speaking as he walked in deeper inside the room. Viktor Petrovij, the Prime Minister of Lendija, was the head of government of the humble country of Lendija, a small country located in the north-eastern corner of the Kryvian subcontinent, plagued by ethnic unrest and corruption. It had many problems and Prime Minister Petrovij could not possibly leave Lendija to meet with some financial giant like Redshield for now. He opted to send his personal representative, Emilijan Borisovij, a well-respected Lendijan government official who had a certain degree of experience in diplomacy.
Redshield examined the man as he stepped towards his desk. He could already sense Borisovij’s unease. “Welcome to my home, Mr. Borisovij.” Redshield replied, “Care for a drink while you’re here?”
"Of course." The Lendijan representative took a seat in front of Redshield as he eyed the bottle of very fine and locally distilled whiskey on the table. By the looks of it, it was probably even more expensive and luxurious than a good bottle of Johnnie Walker Blue Label. Redshield smiled at Borisovij’s response. He poured the alcohol into two whiskey glasses and handed one to his guest. “Whiskey isn’t a very popular drink of choice for people in this part of Eulabia, but there is a good distillery in Menta that’s been producing some fine varieties of the stuff as of late.” he commented, taking a swig of the beverage himself. “Anyway, let us get down to business.”
“Yes, so...” Borisovij started off the sentence with those two words before taking a moment to grab his whiskey glass. “I believe you are well aware of the economic situation our humble nation is in. The unemployment rate is pretty bad, the debt is high and many criminal organizations from our wonderful neighbour state decide to exploit that. I believe it is in our best interests if you decide to help with the economic situation of Lendija.” Borisovij said, summarising the problems that were to be discussed about. He took a small sip from his whiskey glass and awaited Redshield's response.
“I am aware of the situation your country is in.” David smirked, “I believe there is a way we can mutually benefit from the situation. We could start by dealing with the Stojamian problem, especially their control of your country’s lucrative natural gas reserves. Don’t you think they’d be safer if they were in someone else’s ownership?” Redshield smirked.
"Oh indeed… Very true indeed. And I think that is a very good idea, Mr.Redshield." Borisovij shined a toothy grin.
"I have actually came prepared with what you asked…." Emilijan Borisovij smiled as he then pulled out a set of documents that he was carrying with him and put it on the table.
"Everything you need there about the person of interest. Ignjat Bogdanovij. I don't know what he's part of. But he is rumored to be a big fish in the Stojamian Bratva." Borisovij continued smirking as he took another sip from his whiskey glass.
Redshield took a moment to flick through the documents Borisovij had put on his desk. “I know this name.” David said, “He is involved in many criminal enterprises internationally.” Redshield knew more than he was letting on. He was aware Bogdanovij was in fact a member of C13, the secretive organisation of corporate and criminal leaders who were the archrivals of the Redshield Foundation in their competing visions for world domination. “I’m not surprised in his involvement in the gas industry.” he continued, “Tell me, Mr. Borisovij, do you like football?”
"Love it. I am a passionate fan of FK Orao, the club that represents Lendija in many matches across Kryvia and the world." Borisovij said with glee in his eyes as Redshield mentioned a subject he likes.
"How is that related, Mr.Redshield?" Borisovij asked.
“I want to buy FK Orao, Mr. Borisovij.” Redshield explained, “With your government’s permission, of course, I have plans to stage an ‘incident’ at a football match between FK Orao and an opposing team from Stojam at some time in the future. I can help your Prime Minister set your country on the course of not having to deal with Stojamian interference and political opposition any longer. What is the biggest football club in Stojam?”
Borisovij's eyes widened… He wanted to buy a Lendijan club?!
This could be a great opportunity for the Lendijan economy, to save itself from debt and free itself from Stojamian domination of the natural gas market. But… Stage a football incident? Something was fishy, but Borisovij couldn't care less.
"Black Star Zelenograd. Luckily for us, there will already be a match between FK Orao and Black Star Zelenograd in a few weeks… I can arrange hooligan groups and various thugs having a safe passage into Protsna. The country it's at, I doubt that these incompetent fools at Protsna know what they are doing." Borisovij was mocking Protsna and it's homeland security. But Borisovij was cooperating with Redshield on a massive scale, doing it all voluntarily.
“Good.” Redshield replied, “When the waves of anti-Stojamian sentiment start to wash over your country, my people will move in and take over the gas refineries. If the Stojamians put up a fight, my PMCs will be at hand to offer their services to you.”
"I doubt they will go down without a fight. Hopefully we won't see a direct intervention from the Stojamian Army." Borisovij commented as he heaved a sigh. A Stojamian invasion of Lendija is suicide right now; militarily, politically and economically. The Stojamians would be seen as aggressors and imperialists, while establishing an invasion in Lendija's vast mountainous and inaccessible terrain will also be one tough task to deal with. But there might be some form of reaction from them and the Stojamians of Lendija.
Redshield thought for a moment. “The Stojamians in Lendija might put up a fight, but I can pull strings in the international markets to send a signal to the government of Stojam that getting involved in Lendija’s affairs would be bad for them.”
"It could work. But they will have their ways of shoving their nose into the conflict. They even have a whole division or brigade or so stationed right next to the border." Borisovij uttered.
“As I said, Mr. Borisovij, I know what I am doing. Stojam is a politically weak country in its own way. I will make sure that it's in their best interests to stay out of Lendija, and they will pay the price if they choose to meddle in our affairs.” Redshield assured his guest. He rose from his chair and walked over to a window overlooking the garden in front of his mansion. “I will immediately begin setting the wheels in motion for the realisation of our plans for your country.”
“Very well then. I’ll tell the Prime Minister of our agreements. I wish only the best for this mutual cooperation between us. Have a blessed day.” Borisovij rose from his seat as he motioned himself towards the exit.
Many words were said during this meeting, but one thing is sure…
Out of this meeting? The future will change.
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Zadarje, Protsna
RIVAL STOJAM-LENDIJA FOOTBALL CLUBS TO PLAY IN ZADARJE
Zadarje, Protsna - Amidst concerns over potential violence amongst rival fans, the Football Federation of Kryvia (FFK) has upheld its decision to allow next week's upcoming championship game between Stojamian club Black Star Zelenograd and the Lendijan club FK Orao to go ahead and play against each other in the known Tomasevic Arena in Zadarje, Protsna.The Chief of the Zadarje Police Department, Merdžan Besic, assured the public this evening that his police department were more than adequately resourced to deal with any potential disturbances from supporters of either club. While resident groups have expressed grave concern over the prospects of widespread property damage; hoteliers, restaurants and bars are expecting a bumper weekend of sales. Tension and excitement inside Lendija and Stojam were expressed too, with many fans eager for their nation to win. However extremist football hooligan groups have been seen releasing videos of their "preparation training" on the internet for the upcoming match, claims from the Zadarje Police Department are that the football hooligan groups will "not step an inch close to the arena, nor set foot in our beautiful nation."|⇧ UPVOTE| |⇩ DOWNVOTE| |REPLY|
Zadarje, Protsna
The summer sun finally shone down on the nations of the Kryvian subcontinent, breaking a period of stormy weather. It came just in time for the continental championship in football for the Kryvian subcontinent, a very popular event that was not hosted for quite some timeb ecause of the nature of the people dwelling in Kryvia… Pure hatred for each other.
Many backroom deals were made in order to achieve this game, foreign ministers and leaders of nations, running around and meeting in offices, talking on phones. This championship had all kinds of political and cultural significance… The end of hatred in the Kryvian subcontinent, specifically between the two arch rivals.
Now let’s talk about Lendija and Stojam… Two neighboring nations with rich history.
During the ancient times, Lendija was a site of a Elinkan Colony of Lendos, which subsequently under the reign of Dimitrios I turned into a Hellenistic kingdom, which subsequently was conquered by the Pavian Empire. After the fall of the Pavian Empire, the area was overrun by the Slavic tribes coming in from all sides. Territory of modern day Lendija was conquered and incorporated into Stojam by Tsar Slavomyr I the Great, beginning the long period of Stojamian presence in the country. Subsequently, Lendija was a vassal state to the Duchy of Morgovia. The hardly accessible, mountainous region still however kept it's own sense of a distinct identity.
Lendija was an area that was never directly conquered by the Ayatollahs of Isfahan that declared their own Jihad and conquest of the Kryvian subcontinent, due to plentiful and hardly accessible terrain. The entire period of Isfahani presence in the region was a period of constant guerilla warfare organized by multiple Prince - Bishops (Vladikas), who held both spiritual and temporal power. During that time, Lendija remained under firm dominance of Stojamian culture and language, going as far as having Lendijan classics written in Stojamian.
On the wave of anti-Isfahani struggle and growing wave of romantic nationalism, two differing visions of Lendijan national identity have emerged. First one claims that Lendijans are actually descendants of ancient Elinkans who inhabited the colony of Lendos and subsequent hellenistic kingdom; the other emphasized connections with Stojam and Slavic heritage of the Lendijans. The two visions are still prevalent in modern Lendija, where most people have no idea of who they really are.
Lendija supported Pyotr XIV Vielkiy's, (the subsequent and self proclaimed Tsar of the Stojamian kingdom since 1848) campaigns against Morgovia and Isfahan. Using the occasion, Vladika Zoran proclaimed himself to be Prince Zoran I of the newly created Principality of Lendija.
Communism, which took over Stojam in a revolution years later (after descendants of the Tsar Pyotr XIV brought the country to bankruptcy and total corruption), failed to gain power in Lendija, although a strong communist party was active in Stojam. Throughout the entire cold war, Lendija was Finlandized by it's stronger neighbor. In 1984, the last member of Zoranovij dynasty died out without a heir; and the country became a republic.
Between 2008 and 2010, a new set of nationalist policies were carried out in Lendija. First one was the idea of "Antikvizacija" where characters from antiquity like Dimitrios I were claimed as Lendijan; the second one was codification of a Lendijan language. The last reform had carried widespread criticism in academic circles, as many linguists consider Lendijan to be a dialect of Stojamian, and feel that the changes were forced and artificial, motivated by a nationalist agenda to create a sort of “seperation” from Stojam.
So far? The two nations don’t have a history of hate on them, but rather a history of brotherhood. Later then separated by the tide of Post-Communist Nationalism and the premises of a “separate identity”.