Kali Yuga Events (CLOSED/KY ONLY UNLESS INVITED)

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The Kali Yuga is a dark age. Nations fall, and chaos arises. Forces long though forgotten now awaken, and blood is once again spilled not for ideologies, but for money and identity.

In this dark age stand you. What will be your choices?

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To: His Excellency, Maki Kojiro, Shogun of Nifon
From: The Princess-Regent Alavaine de Cressa
Subject: Diplomatic Relations
Encryption: Private, Eyes Only

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Your Excellency,

I am a young ruler, put into my position due to my grandfather, the King' having an illness from which he is yet to recover. While I have my own advisors and senior officials to guide me, I would like to reach out to you and ask for the wisdom and friendship, if you are willing to give it. Currently, I am trying to follow my grandfather's plan of widening our economic trade relations, improving our technology and labour force, dealing with an agricultural crisis, and improving our foreign relations.

You might be aware that recently we had updated our entire military through a very costly plan to improve training, accomodations, equipment and tactics. We have also made trade agreements with three other nations but not ones within our region. I have been receiving counsel from our financial institutions on how to improve foreign trade relations in the region.

These are all subjects I would appreciate your advice on, as well as having the opportunity to have closer relations between our countries. If you are open to this, I would be grateful for a response.

Sincerely,

Alavaine de Cressa, Regent of Sombreland

MINISTRY OF FOREIGN AFFAIRS OF THE EMPIRE OF GREATER NIFON

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"OVER NIFON - ONLY HEAVEN!"

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ATTN: The Princess-Regent Alavaine de Cressa
SUBJECT: Proposal
ENCRYPTION: TOP SECRET

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Your Excellencies:

The government of the Empire of Greater Nifon wishes to communicate the following to theThe Princess-Regent Alavaine de Cressa: that the government of the Empire of Greater Nifon is overjoyed by Alavaine-denka's offer.

The Empire of Greater Nifon considers Sombreland to be of strategic importance to Nifonese interests, judging by the nation's position. There is much that the Empire of Greater Nifon can give. Military aid would be easy to organise; however, the Nifonese government does not do anything for free.

The Empire of Greater Nifon is interested in obtaining mining rights in your excellency's country and possibly in the future, building a military base. In turn the Empire of Greater Nifon would be willing to allow possible Sombrelandian exports on Nifonese market, and invest in local infrastructure.

We await the response of your highness.

Arigatou Gozaimasu!

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- Tokugawa Asuka, Minister of External Affairs of the Empire of Greater Nifon.

[Zataristan]

((Assume all are written in the Zatari language))

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ISFAHAN: A NEW BEGINNING


Ayatullah Ali Hossein Khurasani greeting the people of Zhabar in the ex-Haramunean embassy

Sunday 13 November 2022

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Today at approximately 10:30 AM, revolutionaries have taken over the Shah's Palace in the capital of Zhabar. It has been reported that the Shah, Sadegh Isfahani, along with his family has been arrested by the students of the Islamic Revolutionary Council in a bloodless raid of the palace. After the Shah's arrest, the Revolutionary Council, who are the followers of the great Imam Ayatollah Ali Hossein Khurasani, proclaimed that they have taken over the government of the Shahdom of Isfahan and had declared an interim government.
Thousands of students from Zhabar University who have protested for weeks in front of the Palace, demanding the Shah's resignation, have finally broken into the Palace upon the arrival of the 10th Armored Division and the local Zhabar Police Force who convinced the hundreds of well-armed Palace Guards to stand down. As the palace guards laid down their arms, students flooded the front yard of the Royal Palace in the center of Zhabar. Armed revolutionaries along with army personnel entered the Palace, as they captured the Shah themselves along with some members of his extended family, as it appears that many of them, including his wife, sons, and daughters have fled Isfahan in cowardice.
This marks a victory for Islam against the oppressive, apostate, kuffar regime of the Shah. After months of struggle, students, members of the Islamic Revolutionary Council, and personnel of the Isfahani Armed Forces & Police, who followed the guidance of the great Imam towards the righteous path, and through the bravery of the martyred brother of the Shah, Morteza Isfahani, revolutionaries have finally achieved their final goal of liberating the Shahdom of Isfahan from centuries of oppression, misguidance, idolatry, paganism, and polytheism.
The Islamic Revolutionary Council has also taken over the Parliament, Senate, and the National Consultative Assembly, as its members are also arrested and will be tried accordingly. Members of the Shah's cabinet are also arrested by the heroic revolutionaries, who will also be tried accordingly and fairly, along with other government officials who refuse to repent and return to the right path. Within the Armed Forces and the Police, internal cleansing and screening will be conducted by the Islamic Revolutionary Council, with the help of elements of the armed forces who are loyal to the cause, heroes who dares to stand up against injustice and misguidance, against those who have slandered Islam. The Islamic Revolutionary Council, under the guidance of the great Imam, Ayatullah Ali Hossein Khurasani, have promised and ensured a fair trial for collaborators of the Shah's regime. Consequences, should one be found guilty of crimes against Islam and/or crimes against the people will also be carried out fairly. These actions are done in order to ensure the safety and security of the Isfahani people, and to ensure the laws of Islam are carried out accordingly.
According to various sources, the Islamic Revolutionary Council, through the process of internal consensus decision-making in accordance with Islam, will draft a new constitution and a new form of government in accordance to Sharia law, the law of Islam. All aspects and elements of idolatry, paganism, and polytheism have no place within the government, the laws, and the constitution of the nation. The Shah's Intelligence and Security Directorate, the Secret Police, has been disbanded with many of its officials fleeing to Haramun. It has also been confirmed that the Islamic Revolutionary Council has taken over all ministries, as reconstruction and rebuilding will be conducted as soon as possible under the interim government. As of now, all symbols pertaining to the old and misguided Shahdom will be erased from all sorts of national administrations.
On the streets of Zhabar and other cities, the people, alongside the army and the police are tearing down statues of the Shah, as well as extinguishing all aspects or symbols related to the Shahdom. The people of Isfahan are rejoicing as they can now enjoy freedom, against the Shah and its cronies who, for decades, have slandered Islam, practiced polytheism under the guise of Islam, practiced idolatry under the guise of Islam, and who have oppressed the people.

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The meeting room in Akagi castle was filled with bright, neon light. In the middle of it stood a large, oval table, with five seats connected to it. Behind it, on the wall, hung a portrait of Kenshin Murakami and The Empress. On the opposite edge of the wall was a large screen serving for presentations, with another table for the protocol woman to it's left.

Maki Kojiro, the Shogun of the Empire of Greater Nifon, sat on his chair, dressed in a dark green uniform. Endless medals hung upon him like decorations on Christmas tree. Next to him sat Baishou Gin - in dark smoking, carefully analysing his rival. Opposite him, Aisawa Chikasi nervously bit his cigarette.

"At approximately 18.00 our time, rebel forces stormed the palace of Shah of Isfashan. The shah has been confirmed captured, with his entire family." proclaimed the Shogun of Nifon "Ayatollah Khurasani is believed by the Gunpeitai analysts to be likely the new head of state, or at least a grey eminence in the future government of Isfashan. I have called us all to debate how we ought to respond to this issue."

"Is there a need to respond?" asked Chikashi, visibly unwilling to do anything in this regard.

"There is a considerable need." countered Baishou Gin, leaning forwards "If Isfashan suffers instability, global oil prices will skyrocket. The Bashriyyan war, now Isfashan... It will send the prices up, and I bet Inyurstans are already planning to ensure that happens."

"So in other words, we need stable Isfashan." Murakami Akira interrupted "We would likely benefit from entering their market too."

"This Ayatollah..." Hidemaro entered the conversation "What do our files on him say?"

"He does possess a certain degree of idealism and fanaticism..." replied the Shogun "But seems pragmatic enough to be able to deal with. If not him, perhaps there is someone in his government who would be willing."

"So he is an uncertainty." Gin spoke, thinking "At least better than the Shah who thought merely of opium and reincarnations..."

"I favour extending our hand to him, albeit for a different reason. I had an awakening recently during the Bashriyyan war." Kojiro started his monologue "The recent events have shown us that in a globalised world, Nifon can't keep itself to our sphere of influence. Events elsewhere affect us tremendously. If we stick just to the Furukuran Sea, we will be impacted by outside while we can only minimalise losses. Hence we need to expand our reach - globally. And defend our interests globally too. "

"It seems you are finally realising it..." Gin smiled internally "I can never understand you, Maki-san. On one hand you are cunning, yet you keep to values of the flock. You could have been a sage if you wanted, but you seem not to want to. What a waste of talent!"

"Absolutely not!" roared Chikashi in fury "We will overextend ourselves!"

"At this point we are contained to the Furukuran sea." Gin responded "Nifon has far greater potential and a right to reach for more. I vote yes for establishing relations with Isfashan and recognising the new government, provided they agree to our terms!"

"Yes!" Kojiro joined the vote.

"Yes!" Akira approved, thinking of potential profits inside his head.

"Yes!" Hidemaro joined too, thinking of how it would impact his position.

The Shogun looked at Chikashi, who quietly sat at his chair.

"Seems you have been outvoted, Chikashi-san."

The populist politician was fuming inside, his face resembling planet Mars due to anger. But he quickly recollected himself, and spoke in a bit calmer tone, albeit still in annoyance.

"Let it be then. But do not come to me when we are stuck in an unwinnable counterinsurgency war."

Maki was about to smile from his new victory... and then the thought hit his head.

"Stabilising Isashan would bring benefits to Nifon, yes..." he thought "But am I not supporting an Antichrist regime that will persecute fellow followers of Krishtoukyo?"

Wave of regret washed over him like a Tsunami. He looked at the marble floor, unable to lift his eyes.

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The office of the Nifonese Shogun was spartan and bare of decorations except a Nifonese flag behind the desk. The ruler of Nifon sat behind the desk, with emotionless eyes, his face like a marble statue.

The doors of the office opened, and and a short, middle aged man walked in. He had a tall face, greying hair, and a thin build.

"You wanted to see me, Kojiro-sama?" Bishop Niwa Hideki, newly appointed Counsellor of Religious Affairs after his predecessor's resignation spoke to the Shogun.

"I am glad you came." Maki responded "Please take a seat."

The Bishop did as asked, sitting on a short black chair. As he looked at Maki, he could tell that something was not right no matter how much the Shogun tried to hide it.

"Do you know, that your predecessor, Bishop Honda Daiei told me that I am not a follower of Krishtoukyo, and condemned me to Jigoku?" spoke Kojiro.

"How is that possible Kojiro-sama?" surprise painted itself on face of the Bishop "You are one of most devout..."

"Honda-Bokushi claimed that I am not a follower of Krishtoukyo because I am a politician." the ruler of Nifon sighed "I remember the conversation we had in wake of Ishikawa Technical University Incident like it was yesterday. He told me that I care only about power, and if I really cared about Iesu no Mikoto, I would have quit being a politician."

The Shogun paused for effect, while Niwa opened his eyes in shock:

"Because being a politician means I have to compromise moral norms required by my religion."

"I see that you do bear a harsh burden, Kojiro-sama. I will try to ease it." the Bishop thought in his head.

"Today we debated the policy regardless Isfashan..." Maki continued "I want to establish closer relations with that country... But at the same time I know that said nation is likely to persecute the followers of Krishtoukyo. What shall I do?"

The Bishop paused, deep in thought. Then he spoke.

"Kojiro-sama." Niwa started "I do not know the mysteries of geopolitics. I only know my Lord, and I can only give you, Kojiro-sama, some principles to act upon."

"So you would condemn me too..."

"No, Koiro-sama, I won't. Honda - Bokushi was naive to condemn your lordship as he did. He could not understand the burdens of leadership, nor that the Lord of Heaven is not a legalist who does not look upon circumstnaces."

"Then.."

"Both those who claim we should not worry about morality, and those who claim that morality is not situational are wrong. The truth is in the Middle."

"Should I pursue it then?"

"I am not a prophet, Your Lordship. Ask the Lord of Heaven." came a response "However I may point out that entering an alliance with Isfashan does not mean abandoning the followers of Krishtoukyo there, and it is someone who has good relations with that Isfashani are likely to listen to. If they don't - just offer to take any Kirishitan from their land. Your excellency does not have to give up on ideals - merely balance them with the sad reality we live in."

Color returned to the Shogun's face. He stood up, smile painting on his face. For the first time, Niwa could see Kojiro display any emotion.

"Niwa Bokushi..." he spoke "Thank you. You had shown me the path to follow."

"I am pleased to serve, Kojiro-sama."

And with that the Bishop left the room, leaving Kojiro to plan the negotiations.

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MINISTRY OF FOREIGN AFFAIRS OF THE EMPIRE OF GREATER NIFON

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"OVER NIFON - ONLY HEAVEN!"

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ATTN: The Foreign Affairs Minister of Isfashan
SUBJECT: Official Relations.
ENCRYPTION: TOP SECRET

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Your Excellencies:

The government of the Empire of Greater Nifon wishes to communicate the following to the The Foreign Affairs Minister of Isfashan: that the Empire of Greater Nifon is monitoring the situation in the region.

The change in the government does not harm the Nifonese national interests in any manner. On the contrary, the Empire of Greater Nifon would like to see stability to return to Isfashan to prevent global oil prices from rising.

Your the government of your excellency is at this point in an uncertain sphere. It has not been yet recognised internationally. A recognition from the Empire of Greater Nifon may change this...

But in turn the Empire of Greater Nifon would like begin negotiations to access Isfashani oil fields, with mutual benefits to both sides.

We await response of your excellencies.

Arigatou Gozaimasu!

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- Tokugawa Asuka, Minister of External Affairs of the Empire of Greater Nifon.

[Zataristan]

((Assume all are written in the Zatari language))

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ISFAHAN TIMES
ISFAHAN TIMES supports the Islamic revolution & the Islamic Revolutionary Council's efforts to restore the glory of Islam & our great nation.

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'Victory belongs to the believers': An Excerpt of the Ayatollah's Speech to the Zatari People


Press the 'play' button to see the full, televised speech

Sunday 13 November 2022

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The guide of the revolution, the great Imam, Ayatollah Ali Hossein Khurasani gave a speech in front of thousands of people in the capital city of Zhabar. The crowd, consisting of students, revolutionaries, police and army personnel and other people from all walks of life and from all ages rejoiced following the victory of the revolution. God is Great, Death to the Shah, Death to the Mushrik (people who commit idolatry/shirk), Death to Haramun, Victory to Islam the crowd chanted, echoing the slogans of the revolution all across Zhabar. Sitting on the third-floor balcony of the abandoned ex-Haramunese Embassy, along with top members and clerics of the Islamic Revolutionary Council, the Ayatollah spoke at around 12:30 PM after zuhr (noon) prayers. The Ayatollah mainly talked about the future of the nation, and what paths should be taken. However, one of the most notable points of his speech is the usage of the word 'Zataristan' to refer to our nation instead of Isfahan. Since Shah Sadegh took power, one of his first policies was to change the official name of the state from 'Isfahani Zataristan' to merely 'Isfahan', in reference to his family dynasty name and to gather legitimacy for his reign & regime. Many analysts and observers believe that as the kuffar Shah is no longer in power, and as the forces of Islam have returned, our nation will return to using the righteous name of Zataristan, the land of Zatars, instead of using the name that the apostate Shah bestowed upon this land illegitimately. Below is the text of the Ayatollah's speech.

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In the name of God, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful.
Takbir (to which the crowd replied 'Allahu Akbar')
Takbir (to which the crowd replied 'Allahu Akbar')
Takbir (to which the crowd replied 'Allahu Akbar')
We are a proud nation, we are the proud people of Zataristan who for centuries have been ruled by misguidance through the Shah's apostasy. He (the Shah) and his dynasty, for long, has used the guise of Islam to legitimize his power. He has used the guise of our religion to proliferate teachings that stray from Islam. I speak to all of you as a Muslim, a Shia (follower) of Ali (A.S), the Shah's and his cronies' beliefs are apostasy and idolatry in their highest form. May I remind you all, that this is a regime that believes in reincarnation, who believes that he is divine, who allows Ghulat groups to proliferate in our pious Muslim nation, who allows slander of the teachings of our religion, and who allows the slander of Prophet Muhammad (PBUH)'s companions. May God condemn those who advocate and support his beliefs and teachings. For decades, since Shah Sadegh took power, he has used his power to silence those who go against his apostate teachings. This is done through apparatuses such as the Intelligence and Security Directorate and through the support of foreign powers such as the neighboring Haramun and the Western states like Eulabian Union who for long have kept the Shah in power. This changes today, as we have taken over one of the dens of thieves and apostasy, that is the Haramunese embassy.
This ends today. From the mountains to the villages to the cities, let all of us be the witness and testify that the forces of Islam, the forces of good, have triumphed over evil.
We, as a strong and pious nation, had the courage to stand up against injustice, oppression, and blasphemy. We, as one, were able to slay the enemies of Islam and to uphold justice as Muslims, as Shias (followers) of Ali (A.S). Our long struggle from the villages to the urban areas is not bloodless, we leave in memory many martyrs such as the Shah's brother himself, who believed in our cause and who still believed in Islam. Like a lion, he had the courage to stand up against and oppose his own apostate brother, the Shah. This action resulted in his murder by the Secret Police. However, his struggle is not in vain, as due to his courage, our brothers in the armed forces and the police started deserting and also had the courage to stand up for the truth against the apostate regime. Morteza Isfahan, is one of the many martyrs that marks our long struggle against the evil Shah. May God grant Heaven for those who are martyred, and may God have mercy on them. Today, we will make sure that their martyrdom is not in vain, we will make sure that we will lay the foundations of a new Zataristan based on true Islam.
(Crowd chants)
Takbir (to which the crowd replied 'Allahu Akbar')
Takbir (to which the crowd replied 'Allahu Akbar')
Today, we have done what seemed impossible decades ago, and we have proven once again that truth will prevail, and that as our religion promised, victory indeed belongs to the believers.
(Crowd chants)
God is Great
Death to the Shah
Death to those who commit idolatry
Death to the slanderers of Islam.
Victory to Islam.

[Zataristan]

Defunct Ministry of Foreign Affairs
Central Zhabar
The Imperial State of Isfahan
1320 Hours

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The situation was chaotic, revolutionaries made up of students who were followers of the Ayatollah had just taken over the Ministry of Foreign Affairs building in the center of the capital, a few blocks away from the run-over Shah's Palace. Militiamen wearing plain clothes or the Shah's army BDU patrolled the streets with seized assault rifles, wearing red headbands with the inscription 'there is no God but Allah' with pride. Masses of demonstrations paraded around Zhabar, venting their decades-long emotions against the Shah's corrupt and apostate regime often used force against its own people to ensure the dynasty's security especially its ghulat ideals. The situation is less worse in other, smaller cities in Isfahan, considering that Zhabar is the peak of the revolution's journey to achieving victory, and it is where governmental institutions reside.
The Shahdom of Isfahan's now-defunct Ministry of Foreign Affairs had been abandoned by its then-Minister of Foreign Affairs who is rumored to have fled abroad the night before rebels took over the Shah's Palace. The front gate and the facade of the Ministry have been 'renovated', as symbols of the Imperial State of Isfahan, or 'the Shahdom' as been 'erased' through the handyworks of a sledgehammer. The armed revolutionaries searched the abandoned Ministry for any valuable documents, whilst also destroying all sorts of ornaments and symbols pertaining to the Shahdom, as flags and all sorts of symbols have been replaced by either the Islamic Revolutionary Council's flag or black Islamic banners bearing writings in red or yellow 'Allahu Akbar', 'There is no God but Allah', 'Ya Ali' or 'Ya Hussein'. It was a busy scene, revolutionaries, some wearing plain clothes and others wearing BDUs analyzed tons of documents found inside the Ministry, hoping to find documents that will be valuable for the Islamic Revolutionary Council or for the trial of the Shah and other top officials who were captured. Inside a large comms room on the second floor of the Ministry, a hardware beeped, indicating that a message has been received.
The confused revolutionaries, most of them students, started operating the hardware, attempting to figure out what has been triggered. After a few minutes, they figured that it was a top-secret message from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Empire of Greater Nifon directed to The Foreign Affairs Minister of Isfahan. Obviously, no one is currently holding the post of 'Minister of Foreign Affairs', as all administrations are technically under the control of the Islamic Revolutionary Council. The revolutionaries immediately contacted their high ranks who were located in either the Shah's Palace or the ex-Haramunese Embassy, just blocks away.

LOGO REDACTED
The Interim Administration of Isfahan
Ministry of Foreign Affairs

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Addressed to: MINISTRY OF FOREIGN AFFAIRS OF THE EMPIRE OF GREATER NIFON
Subject: Official Relations
Encryption: TOP SECRET (ES2##AZ-1HA-AK##)

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May peace be upon you as well as the mercy of God and his blessings,
We would like to thank the Nifonese administration for reaching out to the current Interim Isfahani/Zatari administration under the Islamic Revolutionary Council headed by Ayatollah Ali Hossein Khurasani. The Ayatollah himself wishes to express his great respect and gratitude for the Nifonese offer.

Stability is indeed what we, and our people want and need. Thus, we can assure you that the Islamic Revolutionary Council, under the guidance of the Ayatollah will strive for stability in our domestic sphere and on our terms, though we do not expect and will not tolerate should your government interfere with our domestic issues.
As of now, the new Islamic system has not yet been declared and we are still under the administration of an Interim Isfahani/Zatari government under the Islamic Revolutionary Council. The Islamic Revolutionary Council will, before midnight, announce the establishment of the Revolutionary Guards, Revolutionary Tribunals, and Revolutionary Committees and the Assembly of Experts of Constitution. The Revolutionary Guards will incorporate elements of the armed forces, the police, armed revolutionaries and militiamen under a single wing and will ensure domestic security, Revolutionary Tribunals will deal with the trial of the Shah and the old regime's pillars, the Revolutionary Committees will deal with the day-to-day administrations including the works of the ex-Cabinet and other institutions such as the Parliament, Senate (Upper House), and the Consultative Assembly (Lower House), lastly, the Assembly of Experts of Constitution will draft the new constitution based upon Islamic law.
Once the organizations are set and the new constitution has been drafted, a new system will be declared under the name of the Islamic Republic of Zataristan. We completely agree with your statement that international recognition is very important, and we need a major state like the Nifonese Empire to recognize the future Islamic Republic.
In regards to Nifonese access to our vast oil fields, we agree to enter negotiations with your side, as long as it will be beneficial for both parties and you see our administration as equal partners. Thus, here are our current terms:

• 1) THE EMPIRE OF GREATER NIFON should recognize the ISLAMIC REPUBLIC OF ZATARISTAN once established. THE EMPIRE OF GREATER NIFON should also push for the international community to recognize the Islamic Republic.
• 2) THE ISLAMIC REPUBLIC OF ZATARISTAN will expel all domestic investments, corporations, and businesses from Haramun, Eulabian Union, and all other states that have a close relationship with the old regime & is not willing to cooperate with the current administration. This includes the expulsion of oil companies from said states.
• 3) Once point 2 is done, then THE EMPIRE OF GREATER NIFON is free to enter Zatari oil fields.
• 4) The Islamic Revolutionary Council FEARS threats from within and foreign, thus we request the help of THE EMPIRE OF GREATER NIFON's intelligence services to monitor the situation leading to the official formation of the Islamic Republic. Particularly, we fear the threat from our Western neighbor of Haramun who was a staunch supporter of the Shah's regime. We also fear a 'counter-coup' from the Shah's loyalists.
• 5) We wish to agree upon an armaments deal with THE EMPIRE OF GREATER NIFON, more detail will be revealed later. However, we expect that the price for each piece of equipment would be lowered GREATLY considering that budgeting is very crucial for us in these post-revolutionary states.

As of now, the 5 points above are the proposed terms of the agreement.

We await your response.

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MINISTRY OF FOREIGN AFFAIRS OF THE EMPIRE OF GREATER NIFON

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"OVER NIFON - ONLY HEAVEN!"

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ATTN: The Foreign Affairs Minister of Isfashan
SUBJECT: Official Relations.
ENCRYPTION: TOP SECRET

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Your Excellencies:

The government of the Empire of Greater Nifon wishes to communicate the following to the The Foreign Affairs Minister of Isfashan regarding the terms offered by your excellency.

- The Empire of Greater Nifon will recognize the Islamic Republic of Isfashan, and will encourage the international community to do so.

- The Empire of Greater Nifon is willing to do business with Isfashani state. Currently, our state proposes 30% of profit from purchased oil fields exploited by Nifonese companies to go to Isfashani sate. Additionally, the Nifonese companies will provide salary higher than average in Isfashan, and sponsor higher education and healthcare of the workers.

- The Empire of Greater Nifon would also like to offer 2 billion N$D to build infrastructure that would support the oil extraction, which then can be used by the Islamic Republic free of charge.

- The Empire of Greater Nifon will do all it could to support national security of Isfashan. In turn we ask that should Isfashani citizens of Christian faith would like to relocate, that such citizens be directed to Nifon. We believe such a deal is beneficial to all, as it gets Isfashan rid of religious minority.

- The Islamic Republic is free to purchase arms that are not restricted to close allies.

The Nifonese government hopes those terms are acceptable.

Arigatou Gozaimasu!

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- Tokugawa Asuka, Minister of External Affairs of the Empire of Greater Nifon.

[Romaia]

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COMMUNICATION

To Romaian nationals staying in Isfahan.

Romaian nationals should leave Isfahan immediately if their stay is not essential using remaining commercial routes.

14 November 2022
Embassy of the Romaian Empire
Zhabar

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[Romaia]

SUBJECT : OVERFLIGHT OF CONFLICT ZONES

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This AIC cancels and supersedes AIC Romaia A 15/20

1. INTRODUCTION
   
   1. This circular lists the areas outside the national territory subject to overflight restrictions or penetration prohibitions issued by the Romaian authorities to Romaian air carriers and aircraft owners registered in Romaia.
   
   
2. GENERAL CONSIDERATIONS
   
   1. Exceptional waivers may be granted upon motivated request to the competent authority
   2. These restrictions or prohibitions apply without prejudice to emergency measures that the pilot in command may take in case of absolute
      necessity
   
   
3. LIST OF CONCERNED AREAS
   
   1. Bashiriyya
      
      1. From 10/09/2022 and until further notice, pilots in command of aircraft performing air services mentioned in paragraph 1.1 are requested not to penetrate into the airspace of Bashiriyya.
   2. Haramoun
      
      1. From 10/09/2022 and until further notice, Romaian air carriers and owners of aircraft registered in Romaia are requested to ensure that their aircraft maintain at all times a flight level above or equal to FL260 above Haramoun.
   3. Isfahan
      
      1. From 15/11/2022 and until further notice, pilots in command of aircraft performing air services mentioned in paragraph 1.1 are requested not to penetrate into the airspace of Isfahan (OIZZ FIR (ZHABAR)), except for routes UM860, UM688 and UL602 (between GASMI and ILBET) on which a flight level above or equal to FL320 is requested to be maintained at all times. After obtaining the agreement of the organizations providing air traffic control services, it is authorized, while always maintaining a flight level above or equal to FL320, to fly direct: • northbound between points GASMI and SEPTU and between points SEPTU and SOXOP (trajectory GASMI DCT MEPTU DCT SOXOP UM860 BINVA), • southbound between points RAGVO and MISIN (trajectory RAGVO DCT MISIN UM688 SINAD).

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[Sombreland]

A Legacy of Refugees

There were nearly a million or so Wenchuanese in Sombreland.

The ares known as the Five Provinces, near the Wenchuan Border, had been dealing with refugee problems for years. It was contained within rather sterile and bland reports issued to the Royal Court, but information was beginning to trickle towards the Princess-Regent, Alavaine. The refugees had arrived at a rate of almost a thousand a day, people arriving with nothing, some not even fully clothed. Thousnds of unassimilated refugees were packing the harsh northern scrub desert. The places they arrived at almost instantly created squalid slums, jumbles of lean-tos erected by those fortunate enough to have materials to build with.

The Royal Army did its best to contain the massive refugee crisis, but the Wenchuanese had been like a flood, and it spilled over containment efforts. At the very least, they tried to contain them within refugee camps, and yet still they came on. Over twenty years later, some were still in the camps, but they had become shantytowns from which people worked. Though they were foreigners, speaking the language poorly and having no caste, they often did basic jobs like factory work, errand running, mining, lumberjacking and other dangerous, dirty work that many Sombrelanders refused to do for caste reasons. Sombrelanders would not marry them, but illegal prostitution (not proper courtesans, but street walkers and cheap brothel prostitutes) was unacceptable. Illegally, and for some foreigners passing through. Others were junk sellers, recycling what little they had.

One great concern was how the foreigners were impure. Thonists urged purges of them; and some purges did take place, largely at the hands of angry mobs, hating that the foreigners were there, that they were undercutting employment for the lower working class, with Thonists desiring to get rid of bad foreign influences with their weird politics. Others, on the other hand, listened. Some conservatives in the government called for official purging, while others, more liberal, argued that the population needed a labour boost and that it was contrary to the laws of purity to scorn those in need. King Orian IX had largely left this to the Provincial Governor-General and the local military and police commanders to deal with.

By the time of the ascension of the Princess-Regent, Alavaine, the matter had dissolved into a situation where there were former refugee camps turned shanty villages and towns, where the Wenchunese were common to see packing boxes, running errands, recycling junk and selling their bodies. They were considered, by most, to be degenerate but simply there; it was hard to imagine life without them.

The incursions began to stop from 2003 onward, as a new commander, General Sobarian Arimey, took command in the area and staged raids across the border, which were harsh and fierce, and, it was rumoured, burned out any refugee camps or villages on the other side along with warlord encampments. A rough barren area, almost impossible to cross, was created in some of the key areas of the borderlands. Following this, overlapping forward operations bases were established to control the border, along with air patrols and mining.

Among them were a group called the Black Fan that wanted to fight for greater rights for the Wenchunese, seeing themselves as residents of Sombreland. Though others among them dreamed of going home, in particular there were young men and women who had known no other country. They were among the upper class, such as it was, of the Wenchuanese in Sombreland. Among them was a young man called Wu Choi, who dreamed of freedom, had a legacy of socialism in his thoughts, and dreamed of liberating Sombreland, not just for the Wenchuanese, but also for Sombreland...

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Galador, Sombreland

It was said that the Princess-Regent was descended of the goddess of the Moon, Daelon, and how could it be otherwise? For she had fair skin, soft blue eyes, delicate features, a voluptuous and yet neat and trim figure beneath her gowns and robes, and was pure, as any royal who had never been touched by the opposite sex was pure. Her heart was so gentle and good that many were in awe of it, and were silent, hearts in their throats, as she passed by, deep in thought upon matters greatly concerning to the Regency.

There were so many things to worry her! There were at least three nations, two of them extra-regional, that wanted the Kingdom's uranium, for one thing! And Kerebos had asked for an air base in the country, and it seemed that they were keen to start building it. They were bringing in food supplies to help deal with Sombreland's harvest, which had been damaged by soil erosion and bad weather. There were still the issues related to the refugees, and the Thonists as well. There were liberals who wanted to change the way that government was practiced, and there was all the money that had been sent improving the Ministry of Defense, though she was not sure how much of an improvement it really was. It seemed more, to her, to be that they had bought a lot of equipment her people barely knew how to use. The Princess-Regent tried to comfort herself, but she honestly, truly, felt almost sick thinking of what troubles beset her.

It was her determined policy that she should carefully weigh the influences of foreign nations in her dealings. One of her great concerns was that no foreign nation should be able to truly dominate Sombreland. It had been her grandfather's policy; it would be hers too...

To comfort herself, she sang a song that a court poet had composed in honour of her beauty and grace while her lady-in-waiting, the lady-Countess Uwanda Carnelian, played gently upon a guitar. She sung directly to her divine ancestor as she hung in the night sky, looking up with a sweet and pensive expression.

The Sun's dear flame, that lovely dame, the Moon's celestial highness;
There's not a trace upon her face of diffidence or shyness:
She borrows light, that, through the night, mankind may all acclaim her!
And, truth to tell, she lights up well; So I, for one, don't blame her.

Ah, pray make no mistake, we are not shy;
We're very wide awake, the Moon and I!

She lowered her head when her song was done, and reached out to hold her friend and lady-in-waiting's hand. Then her beautiful eyes shut, and she sat quietly in the garden with the night breezes stirring her softly.

To: His Excellency, Maki Kojiro, Shogun of Nifon
From: The Princess-Regent Alavaine de Cressa
Subject: Diplomatic Relations
Encryption: Private, Eyes Only

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To His Excellency, the Shogun of Nifon,

I am overjoyed to have heard a direct response from you, Shogun. I hope you do not think it rude of me, and please put it down to my inexperience, but perhaps there is a misunderstanding. I do not ask you to save my country from my inexperience, but rather to receive the benefit of your advice and counsel.

I would like for our countries to explore closer trade relations and mutual political and diplomatic support. We are close to being neighbors, surely we should be mutually supportive? I would like to ask that we mutually have officials from both countries explore the possibilities this could result in. Some that come to mind are making trade easier, perhaps your country assisting with my country's greater development, with your country having some kind of share in the resources brought out of mine. I do not wish another foreign military base to be built in my country at this time, but perhaps closer military relationships might be suitable/

I look forward to hearing from your excellency.

Sincerely,
Princess-Regent Alavaine de Cressa

[New Aeyariss]

MINISTRY OF FOREIGN AFFAIRS OF THE EMPIRE OF GREATER NIFON

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"OVER NIFON - ONLY HEAVEN!"

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ATTN: The Office of The Princess-Regent Alavaine de Cressa
SUBJECT: Letter.
ENCRYPTION: TOP SECRET

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Your Excellencies:

The government of the Empire of Greater Nifon wishes to communicate the following to the office of The Princess-Regent Alavaine de Cressa: that the Empire of Greater Nifon understands the reculance towards a foreign military base; however it is within the national interests of the Empire of Greater Nifon to do so and accepting such a base would bring immediate benefits from the Nifonese state, including a possible infrastructure deal. The details of such a deal would have to be negotiated prior, but we do believe that a functioning port built by Nifonese money is something that Sombreland would welcome.

The Nifonese government would like to openly implore about the trade relations, and is interested in knowing what exactly Sombreland has to offer in this regard. Kojiro-sama can't agree to anything unless he is aware of specifics. However, certain Nifonese companies have expressed interest in obtaining rights to mine uranium reserves recently discovered in Sombreland.

On behalf of the Empire of Greater Nifon I would also like to express that Kojiro-sama is looking at your majesty's nation as a potential future security partner, and is willing to broaden the military relations. This arrangement includes future arms sales. However, Kojiro-sama believes that this arrangement is possible should your majesty's nation agree to work with the Empire of Greater Nifon on the issue of Wenchuan.


Arigatou Gozaimasu!

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- Tokugawa Asuka, Minister of External Affairs of the Empire of Greater Nifon.

[New Aeyariss]

Maki Kojiro (@makikojiro)
Just now from Ishikawa, Nifon

I wish to announce that the government of the Empire of Greater Nifon will be withdrawing from our participation in embargoes on Rostovia.

The embargo is a relic of a bygone age that has little to do with the current geopolitical reality. We must realise that the government of Lukhov-san is there to stay - and adjust accordingly.

Namu Iesu Krishtou, Tenno Heika Banzai!

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[Sombreland]

To: His Excellency, Maki Kojiro, Shogun of Nifon
From: The Princess-Regent Alavaine de Cressa
Subject: Diplomatic Relations
Encryption: Private, Eyes Only

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To His Excellency, the Shogun of Nifon,

I am delighted to hear from you again. Encouraging greater trade would be welcome, as would exploring more close friendly relations. In the past, there have been exchanges between our countries. It was engineers from your country who were foremost in helping build our port cities, along with some bridges and other infrastructure. It was a private military corporation from your country that helped retrain our military forces and modernize them during my grandfather's great military reforms.

We can provide building materials such as timbers, brick, concrete, stone, mortar, and aluminum. We can also provide construction tools, glass, but unfortunately we have to important supplies of propane as we produce relatively little of that. We do not produce plutonium for export.

Our country does produce medicine and medical supplies, and a comprehensive list shall be produced and attached.

Our country, we are proud to say, is a top producer of heavy water, and we can provide your country sales of heavy water of 130 tons per year.

We have a uranium project which is not active at the moment. A prospecting company has detected uranium deposits in a large stretch of rainforest, but this area is considered sacred to our people, and only if every environmental hope of recovery and rejuvenation were possible would it even be considered. Our State Council has yet to resolve the matter. However we will keep your country in mind if it does come to bids for development.

There are material as well as service oriented trade my government is interested in getting from your country.

The main imports that Sombreland needs at this time are:
1. Fuel. (Particularly aviation fuel, diesel, and gasoline)
2. Machinery (particularly agricultural equipment such as tractors)
3. Food (particularly grains, legumes, and vegetables)
4. Chemical products (particularly products for industry)

In addition to this, my government is interested in improving our international airport and increasing the extent of our main port.

I look forward to hearing from your excellency.

Sincerely,
Princess-Regent Alavaine de Cressa

[New Aeyariss]

MINISTRY OF FOREIGN AFFAIRS OF THE EMPIRE OF GREATER NIFON

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"OVER NIFON - ONLY HEAVEN!"

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ATTN: The Office of The Princess-Regent Alavaine de Cressa
SUBJECT: Letter.
ENCRYPTION: TOP SECRET

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Your Excellencies:

The government of the Empire of Greater Nifon wishes to communicate the following to the office of The Princess-Regent Alavaine de Cressa: that the Empire of Greater Nifon is willing to allow export of chemical products and machinery to Sombreland. Our government regrets to inform that it is not at this point capable of providing oil due to lack of such resources in Nifon, but is willing to direct Sombrelandian government to our partners in Mirsk, Inyursta or Potomiak which have such products in abundance.

The Empire of Greater Nifon would be interested in improving the international airport's infrastructure, however in turn it would request that it would be placed at priority of the uranium mining rights should the experts provide a satisfactory conclusion.

The Empire of Greater Nifon maintains considerable production of construction-related products as in interested in keeping our market in hands of Nifon-based companies, hence at this point it is not in the interest of our state to let foreign companies on this market.

Arigatou Gozaimasu!

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- Tokugawa Asuka, Minister of External Affairs of the Empire of Greater Nifon.

[Occidentia KY]

Nueve Ville, in front of the Government House

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The wind was calm but cold. The 'Plazza of January 16th' was full of people, huddling close to each other. The podium in front of them was sparsely populated by important officials. The most important of them all was Pépin Samuel, the now former President of Occidentia. He was easily recognized by his glasses and wavy hair. For the past few months, he wore the same depressed look on his face, and today was no exception.

Sudden applause interrupted any thoughts the defeated statesmen could have had. He glanced towards the left podium entrance... There he was: Luc Veil. The elections were close. The tactics used weren't always nice. Weeks and weeks of fruitless stressful work.

Luc Veil waved to the joyful crowd while walking towards Pépin. This kind of public inauguration ceremony was a relatively new thing in Occindetia. The tradition started back in 1989. After twenty years of uninterrupted FFR rule, which some called dictatorial, President Alain Roussel peacefully transferred his powers onto President Renart Nicolas from the LMD.

Pépin looked Luc Veil in the eyes and began the procedure: "Put your left hand on the constitution, your right hand on your heart, and repeat after me: " As ordered, Veil put his left hand on a small brown booklet in front of him, at the same time his right hand landed on his chest. "I do solemnly swear that I will dutifully execute the duties entrusted to me, and will to the best of my ability protect the liberty of all Occidentian citizens, and serve their needs and interests over all others."

Of course, that was not the last time the FFR would be in power. From 1994 to 2009 they oversaw a series of minority governments. Yet even back then it seemed different. The FFR moderated itself, they co-operated with other political parties in the National Assembly. It really seemed that Occidentia was steaming ahead toward real progress.

"I do solemnly swear that I will dutifully execute the duties entrusted to me, and will to the best of my ability protect the liberty of all Occidentian citizens, and serve their needs and interests over all others."

Luc Veil, despite his youthful appearance, echoed many of the errors of the past. He talked of revolutions, of making a stand, of stopping the Inyurstan threar. Was twenty years enough for Occidentians to forget the blood spilled during the Guerrocan War? Was it enough for them to grow deaf and blind?

"President Veil, you may proceed with your speech. Good luck."

Veil nodded.

"President Samuel, Vice-President Cochet, Mr. Chariman of the Chamber of Deputies, Mr. Chairman of the Supreme Worker's Council, fellow citizens:

We observe today not a victory of party but a celebration of higher ideals, of renewal as well as change. While it may be hard to believe, we live in a very fortunate country. But we do not live in fortunate times. Despite the hard work of the many great men who came before me and the struggles of the masses around the globe, the world remains much the same as it was back in the revolutionary year of 1929.

The world remains in the hands of a few 'Great Powers' which through their machinations keep the small nations weak and impoverished. By fire and lies, by steel and deceit, these nations ruthlessly pursue their mercantile interests. In the name of this pursuit, a nation of one billion people was wiped from the surface of our planet. In the name of this pursuit, the blood-letting continues on the steppes of Altaia just as we speak.

The engines of their industry and the men who command them will continue to burn and swallow, destroy, and pillage until the very life itself is no longer possible. Already many are forced to seek their shelter under the pretense of their charity. This is the kind of injustice that is self-continuing, that won't end just by waiting around.

The challenge ahead of us is unimaginable, but so is the fate that shall be bestowed upon us if we decide to layback. The freedom and security, the rights that have been the privilege of every Occidentian citizen may soon disappear, for that is in the interest of the 'Great Powers'. But I tell you this: Once you gain sight, it is impossible to feign blindness. I have the utmost trust that under good leadership, the free people will not crumble and will not surrender until the enemies of liberty, in Ameripacha and beyond, are defeated. For that is in their interest!"

Many in the crowd, though not all, began to roar in approval. The President ended his speech with following words:

"Linked together in freedom, linked together in destiny, the free men and women of Occidentia will fight the good fight. By popular will alone, the morning will come!"

---

[Occidentia KY]

UNDER THE SEVEN POINTED STAR
POV: Gulf Confederation

Guard Post 7457, The Tri-National Border

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A mighty roar was heard throughout the nightly landscape, originating from a Gulfan guard post. "Can't you stop blowing your nose every goddamn ten minutes! Complained Senior Carabinier Babin while scanning the landscape with his binoculars. His comrade, Carabinier Noyer, was sitting on the wooden floor behind him, with tons of used and yet have-to-be-used paper tissues around him. He himself was covered in a military-issue blanket. "I mean, I could... If you are okey with me sniffling all the tyme."

"You are the most sickly person I have ever met." Sighed Babin. "You know, Noyer, the Occidentians and Guerrocans must be fucking giddy with delight to know our soldiers are being plagued by illness. What would you do if we were under attack? You couldn't even hide under the blanket, not with that nose..." Babin put down his binoculars and turned towards the bed-ridden Noyer. "The two of us would get killed before Herbert's return from his toilet break... Which is taking him suspiciously long."

"Babin, ever since your promotion you are a pain in the ass. You know we are just a speed bump, wight? If we get attacked this shed's gonna be blown by artilleny before we even 'now there's a war." Afterwards, he lay down on the ground and turned his back on Babin. "So just let me rest... If am I to die, I want to die healvthy." Flames flicked in Babin's eyes, but before he could tear Noyer a new one, he heard something rattling at the entry... someone was making his way up the ladder. He grabbed his rifle, ready for anything. Fortunately for him, it was just Carabinier Herbert. The Senior sighed once more. "Where the FUCK have you been the whole time?"

Herbert awkwardly climbed through the entryway. "Ehm- uhm- Sorry, Senior- But well- The Sergeant is making rounds, he is on his way here." Senior Babin shouldered his rifle. "Fuck-" His head turned towards Noyer, once more. "GET THE FUCK FROM UNDER THAT BLANKET AND FOR GOD-SAKE HIDE THOSE TISSUES SOMEWHERE!"

[Inyourfaceistan]

Orchêtraille d'Estello; Castille de Térro - Inyursta

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Tinsel garland in red and gold hung from the handrails, while wreaths made from Guerrocan Juniper and neotropical pines hung above doorways and corridor entrances. Several Arbares de Navielle, Christmas Trees, were positioned in corners neither out of sight nor in the way to impede the flow of foot traffic. Perfectly manicured domestic cultivars of Araucaria formed triangular bastions for which to hold a collection of matte blue tinsel garland, shineless gold ball ornaments and bright warm-white electric lights circling their comparatively hollow branches.

Armando Villanueve walked through the less crowded frontal section of an otherwise crowded holiday concert, arm-in-arm with his fiancé Laurabelle. Armando in a sharp black suit with a silky burgundy vest over a white shirt and black-and-burgundy striped tie; Laurabelle in a strapless floor-length crimson gown with silver embroidery at the top and running down the sides to her thigh, with a silver star-shaped pin in her hair tied up in a typical formal Inyurstana side bun. Officially on the private sector side of things now, Armando still found himself among the elites of Castille de Térro - as most of the attendees of this show were in some way connected to the goings on of the government headquartered in Inyursta's capital city.
The pair walked into the aisle and found their seats. A man was standing beside their seats with his date already having sat down beside him. A grey mustache and grey sides of his hair, with gentle speckling atop his dark head. He wore glasses, and was currently dressed in a slender coal-grey vest over a white shirt, and perfectly pressed black pants.

José Máojn.
José, like Armando, was private sector - of sorts. An NGO, non-profit to be specific.
He worked in education reform, a source of private funding and book supply. Of course, José coincidentally happened to be a major shareholder in a company which produced textbooks, and had backdoor connections to several competitors.

José was unlike Armando in that should his grand designs for the future be uncovered, he would be exiled at best and quite possibly shot at worst. Armando was unlike José in that his grand designs were public and known, but he would only reap the consequences should they backfire - or he find himself captured abroad.

Despite their silent, momentary glare with each other, Laurabelle and Èlaina - José's alleged legal wife - seemed well acquainted, though without the tense animosity that boiled under the surface between José and Armando.
"Armando, c'esta Èlaina Máojn-LaRouche! L'éspecialiste d'cinéma!" Laurabelle introduced her. Armando had in fact heard of the cinematographer before, though only by her maiden name and not by her married name. He hugged her and she in turn introduced Laurabelle to José. The two women then attempted to introduce their respective men to each other, though it had quickly become clear that both men had already met.

Armando glanced at the woman with José, their infrequent courtesy touches in public; while he himself could barely keep his hands off Laurabelle and hers off him.
José knew that Armando knew, and Armando knew that José knew that he knew. The fact that Armando knew that José knew that Armando knew was in itself either a challenge or a defensive bluff - but telling was never Armando's style. Of course, José may or may not have known whether or not Armando was a screen watcher, though not in the way that Èlaina was, or whether he was a man handler l, though again not the way that José was.

The lights dimmed as the last lingering patrons began to take their seats.
José, Èlaina, Armando and Laurabelle were seated in the section just below the private box which held the Présidente and Madàme Primíera, along with the Subprésidente and his fiancé; and of course the heavy security detail surrounding them.
Still rubbing shoulders with representatives, judges and generals and with one of the best seats in the house.
The two men represented the reality of what a conspiracy theorist might call a "deep state" - not a secret cabal of string players but rather two entrenched radicals trying to steer the government from the upper middle echelons, the subtle second-page list of personal who were steps down from being elected but several steps above being a standard 10am-6pm government employee worker bee. It was unlikely that some higher-level public head had decided to seat the "private intelligence consultant" and the "education-focused non-profit" next to each other - but it was not out of the realm of possibility. Greta Urabénja or Matteo Armano were possible suspects, but even Présidente Calderone himself may have felt the need to slap those two next to each other.

Several songs and an intermission or two later, and the orchestral concert was winding to an end.

"Minoir, Chrístianes. C'estes l'hor de solemna!" Began the lead singer, a slender woman with wavy dark brown hair standing front and center, donned in a navy blue dress and nude pumps, with a gold half-circlet in her dark hair.
The orchestra intensified in tune with the inflection of her voice and the flow of the lyrics, while the audience watched and listened from the darker upper 3/5ths of the auditorium.

"Cantez ves delívrances!"
Armando sighed in, gripping Laurabelle's hand tight. In celebrating the season he found worship. Having his enemy right there did not dampen Armando Villanueve's moment of faith - no, if anything it strengthened it.

When the concert was done, the two couples found themselves both outside, Laurabelle now with Armando's jacket and Armando now with a fancy, biodegradable plastic disposable bin filled with various hors d'oeuvres and finger food that Laurabelle had wanted saved for later. In the streets of Castille, lanterns had been changed to red and green, multicolored lights hung between railings and over corridors and alleys. Similar strands of lights, albeit with smaller though higher quantity bulbs, strung through the palms and crabwood trees.
The air was chilly, and the nightly montane clouds had blown off the hill and chased away the weakened coastal warmth, and with them the gentle misty rain.

"Aigh, here comes L'Hivera Inyurstan" Èlaina, more accustomed to the steadily-warm and unchanging humidity of Fjorda and San Meresque Strip where she was used to.
"One of these days I'd love to see snow for Navielle!" Laurabelle commented from behind the folds of her fiancés coat wrapped around her upper body.
"I've seen a white Christmas. I have to say it's overrated." Armando remarked.
"Oh did the the snowfall accumulate on the window of your office?" José questioned, feigning true interest and hiding his insult.
"Yes, lousy white stuff. But what is surprisingly understated is the light shows at night."
"So understated that you seem eager to ensure others get a front-row seat in the action?"
"Only if the price is worth the show."
"And who determines if the price is worth the show?"
"Hopefully not the same person who set the price for this past Le Crèsto party at the Lonje de Glaçe!" Piped in Laurabelle, referencing the over-priced party she had attended at a pompous and overpriced club during Inyursta's week-long halloween equivalent.
"Hopefully not your finance professor in university." José replied, looking at Armando.
Armando was a fan of the challenge, he loved that José couldn't stand him. But the subtle jabs against Laurabelle were, to him, out of line.
"I didn't go to university! My mother taught me finances!" Laurabelle blurted out, oblivious. Armando could have checked to see how aware of their contest Èlaina was, but his focus stayed on José. Meanwhile the valet was wheeling around their car.
"Such is the state of Education in Inyursta... Imagine if we had a fraction of the budget your fiancé's sector did."
"I'd say it's worth it if it's going into my fiance's paycheck."
"I'd personally argue that the ability to win a war is a lot more important than test scores to stroke the egos of school district admins." The former mil-spook fired back, less willing to hide his discontent with José's proding.
"Ahhh, I'm surprised your not a more avid gambler with your winning-focused outlook, Armando. I imagine you'd make an excellent hold'em player."
"I've never been a fan of the element of the luck of the deak, José. I prefer games where I have more control over what ends up in my hand. Besides, the victors write the history books, José." Armando concluded as he tipped the valet and held the door open for Laurabelle. He was just about to enter the driver's side of the car when he heard José shout to him once again.
"Oh, Armando!"
"Que?"
"That's a terrible thing to say to someone who publishes history books."

[Relikai]

Septentria – Relikan Economic Sub-Meet
Silvana City, Relikai

The officials nodded, shaking the hands of one another and patting each other’s back as they shuffled out of the room. Two hours of intense discussions, calculations and debates has certainly taken their toll on the human nerves, especially if one entered wound up and tense, but the refreshments outside – Hot green tea plucked from the mountains of Colris paired with butter cookies would serve to settle one down. Silvana City nice to be in this year, the average temperature of 20 degrees Celsius giving the place a comforting feeling while surrounded by the mountains around the settlement.

Minister Eugene Silverii, a member of the former Relikan Royalty whose family name served as just a symbol rather than any prestigious weight, slipped a small packet out of his breast pocket, tearing it to reveal a small bag of crushed leaves. A small porcelain pot tipped over a ceramic sipper cup, hot steam rising as the water drew flavour from the bag, the man slowly letting it steep while the water turned a murky dark red. He barely had time to sip on his beverage as his counterpart from Septentria approached, a sly grin on his face. Already the Relikan caught a wind of what might pop from that look, and his prediction only served to come true.

“Two days, seven hours of discussion, and no talk of the Integration Plan. Has the United Federation finally decided to cease its course?” Septentrian Junior Minister Helio Vance asked, adding a teaspoon of condensed milk into his own teacup.

“Please, Minister Vance. This Sub Meeting was called to discuss the economic plans moving forward between two nations. There really isn’t time or a place for Integration to be raised, unless it is from the Septentrian side.”

“Septentria’s predecessors has mentioned that the United Federation was quite… Zealous… in their sight eastward, especially when it came to Septentria’s waterways and freedom of navigation for the Relikan Navy in the 1970s. What changed?”

A shrug met the statement, Eugene taking another sip as the hot beverage scalded his tongue lightly, his eyes not meeting the Septentrian’s until he spoke.

“You see, the previous generation, from the 1970s in Relikai, was mere dirt. Dust.” He raised his teabag, the small vessel holding a clump of wet tea fannings swaying under its string. “Fanning. The lowest of the low. That was Relikai, a union of four disjointed states seeking power and stability in a region threatened by Barssios to the immediate south. Desperate times, desperate people, desperate measures.

“Nuclear weapons, conscription, a state mandated education system and Meritocracy. These were forcefully implemented to ensure that the Relikan State would find its footing in the quicksand, and the united power of the four states would provide the rope to pull it out once things stabilized. Fifty years on, we have stabilized.”

“But isn’t it still to the United Federation’s growth and advantage to integrate us into the United Federation?”

“It is. No doubt. Combined markets, stabilized borders, extra access and tariff free waterways and a step forward into the dream of Autarky. What’s there not to want?”

“Then why the cessation of efforts? It has been years since serious talk and effort was made.”

“Because, my young counterpart, integration has now been seen as a luxury. If we do so, what would it cost the United Federation? We would love to have the plan put into action no doubt; But is a child of the United Federation worth integration should we go to war? No, because it was unnecessary. Is it worth riots and insurgencies if the people of Septentria rise against the policies? No, because Septentrian businesses would suffer, and that leads to Relikan businesses suffering. No. No… it leaves a bitter taste in a Relikan’s mouth.”

“And you will not push for it?”

“The United Federation probably won’t… after all if mutual benefit can already achieved without that by words and signed agreement, integrations is... as said... a luxury.”

The teabag dipped back into the cup, the Septentrian minister noticed. It wasn’t the bag of light, aromatic green tea provided by the reception, but a black label from which he could detect the smell of a strong, bitter black tea…

“We never forget the taste of our bitter beginnings.” Eugene whispered, finishing the rest of his drink as a call for the resumption of the agenda. “Come now, Minister Vance. We have much to talk about the future cross-cultural and educational cooperation between the youths of our nations!”

[Aeyariss]

PROCUREMENT OFFICE OF THE WAR MINISTRY
of
THE MOST SERENE EMPIRE OF AEYARISS

Encryption: None
Status: Public
Duration: Indefinite - Until Stated Otherwise

Subject: REQUEST FOR TENDERS

Summary: The Most Serene Empire of Aeyariss would like to procure military systems from the global market to boost its armed forces readiness in order to meet regional security challenges in its localized military conflict, and hereby invite global arms manufacturers to submit their tender proposals to enter into exclusive contracts with the Aeyariss Empire.

DRONES TENDER

• High Altitude / Long Endurance ISR/ Attack UAV (Preferably with weapons packages)
• Loitering Munitions Drones (Preferably with networked swarming capacity)
• Light Tactical Drones (Grenade Carriers/ Weapons Carrier)
• Counter UAV Drones
• Unmanned Ground Vehicle
• Unmanned Submersible Underwater Vessel
• Unmanned Surface Vessel

STAND OFF WEAPONS

• Surface to Surface Cruise Missile / Glide Bombs
• Surface to Air Cruise Missile
• Anti Ship Cruise Missile
• Anti Radiation Missile

ARTILLERY & AMMUNITION SHELLS

• Self Propelled Howitzer Systems
• ARTHUR Systems
• 155mm Ammunition

SMALL ARMS

• Remote Weapons Systems
• Portable Anti Tank Missile/ Rocket Launcher
• Portable Anti Air Missile/ Rocket Launcher
• Portable Counter Drone Weapons

ELECTRONIC SYSTEMS

• Air Launch Electronic Decoys
• Ship Launch Electronic Decoys
• Portable Counter-Drone Radar Systems
• Electronic Warfare Systems

Please submit your tender application here.

[Aeyariss]

BRIEF: AEYARISS WAR MINISTRY ANNOUNCE UPDATE ON DEFENCE POLICY AND PUBLISHING NEW DEFENCE WHITE PAPER

• Upcoming White Paper publication named Eulabia A Nation as potential 'adversarial' states; ETO alliance as 'main security challenges' for Aeyariss in Eulabia following the resumption of war in Solaris over Brigantia accession into ETO.
• For the first time since 1948; central Imperial Government announce defence budget to be set to 10% of the national GDP in to meet the challenges and potential threat from Eulabia Treaty Organization in the future. An increase to 388 billion NSD (2025) from current 246 billion NSD (2024).
• Studies on feasibility of the National Defence Program involving conscription into the Territorial Army will now look into expanding young women as part of the light infantry combat roles.
• Experts and Military Defence Planners clashes over future doctrines of the armed forces; insiders suggest half of the upcoming 10% defence budget will be set aside to build asymmetrical forces, autonomous and unmanned forces and more long range deep strikes capabilities. Traditionalists convey strong oppositions and claim the conventional forces need to be expanded first and given priority.
• Defence Planners suggest future Aeyariss doctrine will be based on the concept of Advance Hybrid Warfare.
• Artillery shell manufacturing capacities to be increased from the present rate of 25,000 shells per month to 150,000 shells per month within the next year, with an end goal of 1,000,000 shells per month within the next 5 years.

BRIEF: SYNTHETIC LAB GROWN BLOOD BANK CONSORTIUMS RECEIVES BOOST FROM CENTRAL GOVERNMENT

• Central government announced it will be injecting funds to boost research and development to expedite testing, and mass manufacturing in preparation for large scale global military operations in the near future.