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The Estovakian Union
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A Queen Needs a King Like a Soldier Needs a Gun(CLOSED)

Postby The Estovakian Union » Thu Jul 26, 2012 3:50 pm

Queens Bio:Ludmilla Derovich is the Queen of The Estovakian Union, her Feelings for her People are more like those of a Mother and not a Ruler. Her Family has Been in the nation since it succeeded from The Empire of Soviet Socialist Republics and has donated time and effort to caring for those wounded in the bloody Civil War that allowed for The Estovakians to become their own nation. On a Daily Basis Queen Ludmilla will drive through the poorest neighbor hoods to see the people who rely on her to make their lives better


Micheal walked through the hallway of the massive palace, his face was pale and his eyes stared far into the distance
"Your Highness." Micheal said as he knelt down on his knee, "There is a Problem, many people are crying out that since you have not yet married or even bore an heir to the throne you are not fit to lead. They Demand that you marry." Micheal had served under the Soviet Regime for a year and was used to yelling especially in times like this, the silence shocked him. He looked up at the Queen who motioned for him to stand.

"If the People want it then so be it, If it will bring Peace to their hearts I will marry. Broadcast this Invitation to the world, let it be known that I seek a husband to rule with with me over the nation. All are invited and will be welcome until I am married by a suitor." the Queen said, she truly cared for her subjects. Micheal wrote the queens words down and walked out of the Room and to the Military Broadcast Station.

OOC: I have a lot of RP experience. I know I said all are welcome but I would like to point out that the Estovakian Union does not Officially Recognize Ponies as Intelligent beings or Lizards or anything stupid like that.

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The Estovakian National Anthem: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VrRV1q9_JxI

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Postby Vanhania » Thu Jul 26, 2012 8:51 pm

Hilvod Vanahee, the youngest son of Shald Vanahee, Is on route to The Estovakian Union to ask for the queen’s hand in marriage. He is bringing thousands of bars of gold as a gift along with a sacred Vanhanian mint and two Vanhanian timber wolf pups. He expects to spare no expense on winning the queens heart.
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Postby The Estovakian Union » Thu Jul 26, 2012 9:37 pm

The Queen sat in her throne room, Micheal walked into the room with a piece of paper in hand. He bowed and gave it to the Queen.

"Oh how exciting! I do so love Wolves, Beautiful but ferocious." The Queen smiled as she read the telegram which was really the manifest from the Estovakian Authority of Sea Traffic. "Thats a lot of Gold, I can't accept this. This is to Much"

"Your Highness, I would recommend keeping the Gold. Think of the Weapons we could buy, the Damage we could d-" Micheal began to speak but stopped when he saw the look the Queen was giving him.

"I understand you are Ex Soviet Military and that sometimes those Ideals show throw so I will forget you said that, Our National Motto is Peace is the true path to enlightenment not War is the path to enlightenment. I will accept the gold but I will put it towards helping Veterans and poor families."

"Good Idea your Highness, Please Forgive my previous Outburst." Micheal replied

"When will Hilvod arrive?"

"Within a day ma'am"

"Wonderful, Prepare the Armed forces to greet him at the Docks. Please See to it our "friends" in the ESSR don't inter fear with the proceedings" Ludmilla said seriously, Micheal bowed and walked out of the room, he gave the orders to an aide and then walked out to his car in the EIA Parking lot........
The Estovakian National Anthem: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VrRV1q9_JxI

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Postby Fraserland » Thu Jul 26, 2012 11:28 pm

One of Fraserland's Princes, Christoph Fraser, has decided to come forward to ask for Queen Ludmilla's hand in marriage. He is now on his way via Fraserland airship to The Estovakian Union to do so. He sends a telegram to the Union ahead of his arrival so that he may impress the Queen, or may not.

"Beloved Queen Ludmilla,

I come your nation not bearing gifts, or any matierial items. I come only bearing my heart, and my passion for providing people with fit leadership. It seems that you and I share this passion, as I hear your invitation was sent out at the behest of your people. I find this quality in you almost as beautiful as your outward appearance. I assure you, if I am your chosen suitor, I shall not only treat you like a Queen, but more. Like a Goddess. I also will do my very best to keep your people happy.
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Best Regards,
Prince Christoph Fraser"
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Postby Soviet Socialist Republic » Thu Jul 26, 2012 11:35 pm

Ivan sat in the cargo hold of the Soviet Military Freighter, Officially he was there to Pick up the WMD. Unofficially he had some one to kill, his Friend Troski sat with him. They both were cleaning their L96 Sniper Rifles which ad been custom made for this mission. Their Tight Bore and lengthened Barrels made their range and lethal capability much higher. While the ship docked Ivan and Troski jumped into the murky water, they swma for an hour until they surfaced on the far edge of the Estovakian Coast. the hid their wet suits and put their ghillie suits on. Then when they had set up their camp Ivan opened the Mission dossier.

"Hmmm.... they did not order us to kill the Queen Comrade Troski, they want this guy. Micheal McCall" Ivan said as he flipped through the pages, the two men had stowed their Ghillie Suits as night was falling. The Warmth of the Camp Fire made Ivan and Troski Smile, Ivan looked up. "Comrade Troski, Look. Stars"

"Stars? I never get to see them with all of those Clouds covering the sky and those red Warning Lights on the smoke stacks of the factories. Comrade Forski Do you think the Party is wrong? I mean off the record"

"Yes the party has its Flaws but I only know how to fight for the Party and no one else. Watch your tongue around the other troops though, The Gulag has no shortage of prison cells." Ivan Replied, he pulled the peice of meat he had cut from a farmers cow out of the fire and ate it. Then he got up and went to his sleeping bag. "Keep first watch Comrade Troski"

"Yes Comrade Forski"

As Ivan fell asleep he envisioned his targets head in his cross hairs and squeezing the trigger taking into account every variable that he could think of, the nest morning the Team of Snipers packed up their gear, put theur ghillie suits on and made their way to a ridge overlooking the docks but a mile away. Now they had to wait for the Ceremonies to begin and when the time was right kill Micheal McCall......

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Postby The Estovakian Union » Thu Jul 26, 2012 11:51 pm

OOC: SSR if you pull anything I will Kill you, BTW Mike McCall is one of most favorite characters please reconsider your Snipers mission

IC: Micheal walked into the Queens throne room, he had to more message one from the ESSR concerning their Nuclear Weapon that was taken during the Civil War and one from Fraser Land.

"Your Highness the ESSR has a Freighter here now, they demand they receive the Weapon at once. The Other is from Fraserland, It turns out that they too will be attending to attempt to win your hand." Micheal Said, his voice shook a bit

"Give the Soviets their Damn Weapon, oh sorry I just can't stand anymore talk of weapons and violence today. You seem nervous Micheal, what is troubling you?" the Queens said, she hardly ever swore but the ESSR was the only thing she truly hated, mostly because of her Cousin's Treatment. Her cousin Jennifer Forkitchev the 3rd was the True Queen of the ESSR and her own uncle stole power from her. She loied the ESSR's People and thought that the nation was fine but the leader was what truly made her angry. Micheal stood sheepishly, the Ludmilla looked at him again. "Wjhats the matter Micheal"

"The Soviets decide to get their weapon while you are going to be exposed in the public, I've served in the KGB. I wouldn't be surprised if we had some un invited guests on our shores. Its the way they work, but I do not fear for your Life Your Highness. Your Uncle would never harm you, I fear for my self. Defection isn't very popular in the ESSR, I wouldn't be surprised if they came after me." Micheal Explained Sheepishly, he looked over his shoulders at the large glass windows along the sides of the long Hall going up to the Throne.

"Never fear Micheal, I am sure things will be ok"
The Estovakian National Anthem: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VrRV1q9_JxI

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Postby Vanhania » Fri Jul 27, 2012 12:00 am

Hilvod Vanahee, fearful of losing his bride to be to any new possible suitors, is sending her a dozen of the most beautiful roses Vanhania has to offer. He is also sending doctors with medicine, food, and clean water for the wounded people that the revolution created. “These gifts are just a way for me to show my thoughts while I am on my way. I cannot say the words of my heart form such a distance. I am sending aid for your people as I know how much they mean to you and me. If I become your king I will be a father to your people and not just another king obsessed with his power because the peoples love will be my power for if they are not happy, I am not happy!” Hilvod is expected to land on The Estovakian Union’s shores in two hours. “I pray to the old gods that I am the queen’s choice.” He then went to stare off into the dark ocean to reflect on his future.
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My nation is a advanced post modern tech/primitive future tech nation. It is a nonhuman humanoid race which is highly religious and aggressive towards outsiders which have "wronged the race" we are stellar nomads of sorts which span a vast swath of space and are united in one large empire called the Vahric Empire.

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Postby Vanhania » Fri Jul 27, 2012 1:13 am

Vanhania will be sending three hundred obsidian guard soldiers to guard the queen’s royal palace and they have been ordered to protect the queen at all costs. They were then ordered to be on high alert for snipers and told if Vanahee is hit then leave him and secure the safety of the queen. “Do not worry for me, if an assassin is to attempt to murder the queen I will jump in front of the bullet, knife, or any other weapon this assassin decides to use. My life means nothing while the queen’s life means everything to her people and to me. Her safety is the most important thing you soldiers have fought for thus far. My grandfather Created this great country and if you fail me you fail him……never forget that soldiers.”
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My political compass:

Economic Left/Right: -8.50

Social Libertarian/Authoritarian: -8.26
WA delegate and High Chairman of The Coalition of Governments
Long live Vanhania! Long live Lerodas! Long live the Coalition!

I enjoy helping people so if you are a new player or just want some help or advice in anything (including role plays) I would be more than willing to help. Just send a telegram my way.



My nation is a advanced post modern tech/primitive future tech nation. It is a nonhuman humanoid race which is highly religious and aggressive towards outsiders which have "wronged the race" we are stellar nomads of sorts which span a vast swath of space and are united in one large empire called the Vahric Empire.

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Postby Fraserland » Fri Jul 27, 2012 7:56 am

Christoph sighs while lying in bed on the airship. He rolled over, deep in thought. Was he making the right decision? Or would this go down as one of the biggest mistakes in the history of the royal family? Suddenly, the ship's captain burst into the room. He was out of breath. "Prince Fraser, a telegram has been sent from Fraserland! Your brother, the King, wishes for you to return home. Our intelligence agencies have discovered that Vanhania has put forth a suitor for the Queen, and that they are mobilizing armed forces to move to The Estovakian Union. There is also rumors of some ESSR planning to launch an assassination attempt of some sort. Your brother fears for your life, and the people of Fraserland. They are still mourning the death of our late King. They do not need to worry about losing one of their princes too", the captain went back to trying to catch his breath as he listened to Christoph's response.

Christoph sighs again, obviously not happy now. He looked at the captain to say,"This sounds like a bad situation in so many ways. If I come, I may be killed. If I do not... I look like a coward. This was supposed to be an action that would bring unity.. But, I suppose..," He sighs again before continuing,"That I will do what is best for my homeland, for now. Send Queen Ludmilla my apologies, and tell her that I will not be able to come at this time, as it seems my people back home need me at this moment in time". He rolls over again, waving a hand to dismiss the captain as he does. He grumbles something about "short Vanhanian elves" and proceeds to fall asleep. The ship was now on its way back to Fraserland.
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A change in plans

Postby Soviet Socialist Republic » Fri Jul 27, 2012 10:23 am

Ivan sat in the bushes like he had been doing for several hours, Troski picked up the radio when it beeped.

"Uh huh.......Okay..............Thank You Commissar" Troski came over to Ivan

"let me guess, they are pulling us out" Ivan said as he took his eye off the scope

"No, they want you to get close to the target and kill him up close and presonal. I'm gonna stay in the trees and take the Contingency Plan" Troski replied

"How, I didn't bring a suit." Ivan said angrilly, Troski pointed to their supply duffle bag. "Of course its in their"

Several minutes later.........

Ivan was dressed in a black suit with a black tie and a Fedora, he had walked to the road and got a ride into the city. His Estovakian Accent was near perfect. when he reached the docks he saw Micheal McCall ordering soldiers around like he had done in the ESSR so many years ago. "Traitor" Ivan muttered, he still had his passport for the Weapons delivery and that got him through security he walked towards Micheal with a fire in his eyes. Micheal was responsible for the deaths of hundreds of his Comrades.

"Now put the flowers over there!" Micheal shouted, ivan tapped him on the shoulder and he looked like he had seen a ghost.

"Long time no see Comrade, lets go somewhere more secluded" Ivan pointed to a bar on the corner, when he patted the TT33 in his suit pocket Micheal Complied. When the got to the bar Ivan led Micheal into the alley.

"Please don't do this! I'm sorry! I'll go to the Gulag you can take me prisoner! Just don't kill me!" Micheal Pleaded, Ivan screwed a silencer onto his Side arm

"This is for evansgrad" He said before shooting Micheal in the right knee. "This is for my comrades you sold out" he shot Mikes left knee.

"PLEASE TAKE ME PRISONER! DON'T KILL ME!" Micheal was pleading, Ivan smiled as he push Mike to the ground and kicked his knees.

"You of all people should know, The Soviets don't take Prisoners like you." Ivan muttered as he drew back the hammer on his Pistol

"PLEASE NO! DON-" Micheal began to stammer but a shot the head stopped him

"Dos Fadania Comrade" Ivan sneered as he put his weapon on his jacket and spat on the corpse in the alley, When he got back to the ship the WMD was secure and Troski had returned safely. The ship backed out of the dock and raised the soviet flag as it entered international waters.......
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Postby Druach » Fri Jul 27, 2012 10:52 am

The Most Beautiful Queen Ludmilla,

Let me introduce myself. I am Crown Prince Kvistor of Druach. I am the current Joint Head of State along with the president. I would like to humbly ask for your hand in marriage. I adamantly admire your kindred qualities about helping the needy, and I share those qualities. I will be donating a total of 8 million Marcells to help the poor of the Estovakian Union. I hope we can be together sometime in the future.

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Sincerely,
Crown Prince Kvistor

PS- You are one of the most beautiful people I have ever seen.
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Postby The Estovakian Union » Fri Jul 27, 2012 1:18 pm

Ludmilla sat in the car at the docks where the Suitors would arrive, she didn't see Micheal anywhere. One of her body guards noticed her Mood.

"Whats the matter your highness?" He said as he adjusted his tie

"Micheal hasn't shown up and the suitors will arrive in a matter of minutes, I'm worried for his safety." Ludmilla replied, the bodyguard nodded

"I will go look for him, I saw him and another man go to one of the bars on the corner." The bodyguard said as he put his sun glasses on

"Micheal Never drinks, why would he go to a bar?" Ludmilla said, another guard got into the car while the other stepped out. He walked to the bar he had seen Micheal and the mysterious man go to. Inside it was practically empty, everyone was home to watch the Suitors arrive on television. The Guard walked to the Bartender.

"Have you seen this man?" he said as he held up a picture of Micheal, the bartender nodded. "Where?"

"He and some guy went into the alley, the big one looked pissed. I have never seen hatred so pure in a mans eyes." The Bartender said, The guard frowned.

"Thank you sir, have a pleasant evening." The Guard walked out of the bar and towards the alley the Bartender had told him about, he drew his Glock 18 from his jacket and walked down the alley way. at the end of the alley under a pile of garbage and filth was a leather shoe, in it was a foot that belonged to a leg which was attached to the body of Micheal McCall. When the guard saw the bullet wound in Micheals head and his shot out knees he knew it was a soviet job, only a soviet could harbor hatred and resentment so pure that he could survive off of it for days. The guard called the police and went back to the car where he broke the news to Ludmilla.

"A soviet? Here? How would he even get in?" Ludmilla said, then she remembered something Micheal had said the night before. How the Soviets liked to hit too birds with one stone. "The Freighter, they must have gotten in via the Freighter. Double Security forces just in case, I know Micheal wouldn't want his death to ruin this for me." Several minutes passed and the honor guard, color guard and the Military band were standing at attention. the Honor Guard lined the red carpet from the ship to where the Queen was standing, the ship from Vanhania was first to arrive. It was silent when the Hilvod appeared on the deck of the ship an officer shouted "ATTEN HUT! RIGHT FACE! PRESENT ARMS!" The Honor Guard turned and saluted, the band began to play the national anthem as Hilvod began to walk towards the Queen who was wearing a blue satin dress with a jeweled crown on her head. She was giddy as a school girl

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Postby Greater Belkan Reich » Fri Jul 27, 2012 3:53 pm

I just let her slip away my grip got so weak,
I think about her each hour each day each week

we grew up together ending so far apart,
as the distance grew further it broke my heart

Even if you were a million miles away,
the love that I feel grows each and every day

I wait by the phone hoping to hear you call,
a text an email no nothing at all

I hear from friends that you moved onto someone new,
but they'll never give as much love as I'd give to you

maybe one day my scars will heal with time,
but I will never forget my sweet valentine

for me I let my first love get away,
and my heart is now broken more than words could say

so never take for granted the first love of your life,
take her in open arms and make her your wife



PLEASE DON'T MARRY YET. ALLOW ME THE PRIVILEGE OF GETTING TO KNOW YOU, TO KNOW YOUR SMILE, YOUR LAUGH, AND YOUR PEOPLE. BELKA IS A SMALL NATION AND SO I CAN NOT OFFER FANCY GIFTS FOR YOU OR YOUR PEOPLE. I CAN ONLY OFFER YOU THE CHANCE TO GET TO KNOW ME AND MAYBE JUST MAYBE FINDING SOMEONE YOU CAN SHARE THE WORLD WITH.

PRINCE FRIEDRICH XI OF HOUSE BISMARCK

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Postby Vanhania » Fri Jul 27, 2012 4:37 pm

Hilvod Vanahee walked off the ship with thoughts of the queen he was to meet. Land felt odd to him, he has been on a boat most of his life because of his love of the sea. He had seen every landmass on Lerodas, every sea, and he has been to the ruins of ancient civilizations, but never in his twenty six years of life has he seen anything as beautiful as Queen Ludmilla Derovich, her flawless beauty made him almost trip as he walked down the dock. Behind him were at least fifty doctors all ready to help all of the people who were wounded in the revolution. “Hello my beautiful Queen Ludmilla” said Hilvod as bowing. “I have longed to meet you for ages, and now that I am finally before you I am overwhelmed by your beauty. Even more beautiful is your love for your people.” He looked down “I am sorry to hear about what happened to Michael.....I promise you I will avenge his death my queen.......”
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Social Libertarian/Authoritarian: -8.26
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Long live Vanhania! Long live Lerodas! Long live the Coalition!

I enjoy helping people so if you are a new player or just want some help or advice in anything (including role plays) I would be more than willing to help. Just send a telegram my way.



My nation is a advanced post modern tech/primitive future tech nation. It is a nonhuman humanoid race which is highly religious and aggressive towards outsiders which have "wronged the race" we are stellar nomads of sorts which span a vast swath of space and are united in one large empire called the Vahric Empire.

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The Hearts and Minds

Postby The Estovakian Union » Fri Jul 27, 2012 4:55 pm

OOC: how did you know about Micheals death? Normally I would think you had something to do with it but I'll let it slide this time :D

IC: Ludmilla Smiled, Hilvods willingness to get revenge on who ever killed Micheal made her giggle inside. It amazed her that Homers Odyssey had any baring in the new world. "The Pleasure is all mine Mr. Vanahee, Vengeance for Micheal will not be necessary. The ESSR will no doubt throw who ever did it to the wolves, speaking of wolves I hear that you brought some of those adorable pups with you. I will have one of my men take them to the ESAT quarantine area. I would honestly love for them to come with us but my minister of foreign affairs said it would be best." Ludmilla said, she was calm and collected on the outside but inside she was a mixture of nervous and excited. An ESAT worker was dispatched to pick up the pups, it was his first day. No one bothered to tell him where the Bite Proof Suits were in the warehouse so naturally he was bitten. a lot. But back to the story at hand. Ludmilla motioned for a man in a Olive Green Uniform with a white armband and a red cross to go to the doctors and bring them to the veteran hospital and The Civilian Hospital. Unfortunately the ESSR had a liking of putting landmines in children' toys during the war. "please come with me and I will see you find your room to your liking. then I am afraid I must return here to recieve the other suitors that responded to my invitation. Do not fear, I will spend time with you. But I have a commitment to other guests of this nation."
The Estovakian National Anthem: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VrRV1q9_JxI

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Postby Vanhania » Fri Jul 27, 2012 5:06 pm

“I must ask Queen Ludmilla Derovich may I bring my wolf Xiaval with me, as I usually have him by my side at all times. Thank you for your warm welcome and if you wish I can dispatch my Obsidian guard to search for the assassins. Also I would love to explore the city so I can try your countrys food, as I cannot resist foreign food.”
My political compass:

Economic Left/Right: -8.50

Social Libertarian/Authoritarian: -8.26
WA delegate and High Chairman of The Coalition of Governments
Long live Vanhania! Long live Lerodas! Long live the Coalition!

I enjoy helping people so if you are a new player or just want some help or advice in anything (including role plays) I would be more than willing to help. Just send a telegram my way.



My nation is a advanced post modern tech/primitive future tech nation. It is a nonhuman humanoid race which is highly religious and aggressive towards outsiders which have "wronged the race" we are stellar nomads of sorts which span a vast swath of space and are united in one large empire called the Vahric Empire.

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Postby Greater Belkan Reich » Fri Jul 27, 2012 5:24 pm

Vanhania wrote:“I must ask Queen Ludmilla Derovich may I bring my wolf Xiaval with me, as I usually have him by my side at all times. Thank you for your warm welcome and if you wish I can dispatch my Obsidian guard to search for the assassins. Also I would love to explore the city so I can try your countrys food, as I cannot resist foreign food.”

Hilvod Vanahee I will not allow you to take the queen from me.

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Postby The Estovakian Union » Fri Jul 27, 2012 5:31 pm

Ludmilla Smiled

"Please just call me Ludmilla, and by all means yes. You are welcome to bring Xiaval with you as well as explore the city, but I would advise you keep bodyguards with you The streets look peace full but a lot of people try to start another revolution but it never works. Normally the Riot Squad handles that but if your Obsidean guards don't mind walking a beat it would be most helpful. I will have ESAT prepare the garden so you and your wolf can play in it. I know that animals much like humans do not like to be cooped up for long periods of time." Ludmilla felt her heart beat faster, this guy was a really nice person. Someone who cared about the people and her as well, the day was still young but she already felt a stronger pull from this hansom foreigner. But her mind could be easily swayed at this point.....
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Postby Greater Belkan Reich » Fri Jul 27, 2012 5:55 pm

I refuse to lose out to some ''hansome'' foreigner. Please consider my offer. Slip away to Belka for one week. To allow us to get to know eachother outside of the affairs of the state.

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Postby Vanhania » Fri Jul 27, 2012 6:02 pm

Hilvod decided to head the queens warning and bring two of his most trusted obsidian guard soldiers to guard him although he fully trusted the people here. He could see the hunger and pain in the eyes of many, how many of them lost loved ones in the revolution. A young girl ran up to him and asked if he could help her get her teddy bear she dropped down the storm drain. Hilvod couldn’t say no, she just looked so innocent and so distraught over the loss of her teddy bear. He walked over to the storm drain where he could see the bear laying at the bottom. It looked so worn and he could imagine how many tears the girl must have shed while holding the bear tightly. He tried to get the grate open so he could grab the bear but it wouldn’t budge. “Go get me a crowbar. Both of you and hurry.” He said “But sir we shouldn’t leave you with the recent assassination.” said one of the soldiers. “I said hurry I am more than capable of defending myself. Don’t worry little girl I will get your bear soon” Hilvod continued to try to reach for the bear but he couldn’t reach no matter how hard he tried. It began to rain and the little girl began to cry so he gave her his umbrella and his jacket which was extremely oversized. “Thank you very much sir” the girl said. He lit a cigarette feeling the resemblance of this place to his home, times were hard once. When his grandfather died, when he was sixteen, riots ripped through the country and some people never emotionally recovered.
He heard footsteps coming towards him; it was a large burly man holding a knife. “GIVE ME THE GIRL!” the man yelled. The girl screamed and grabbed Hilvod’s leg; he could tell she was terrified. Xiaval was growling and was ready to attack at a moment’s notice. The man ran at him and Hilvod pulled his gun from his vest and shot the man in the chest but not before being stabbed in the side. Hilvod felt blood trickling down his side. The obsidian guard soldiers rushed to him. “Is the man okay? He doesn’t deserve to die he is as much as a victim as me but I am not his enemy society is. Vanahee got up and walked over, holding his side, and used the crowbar to open the grate and grabbed the teddy bear and he handed it to the girl and told her to hurry home. He then collapsed and the obsidian guards rushed him to the palace to be saved by the doctors.
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The Estovakian Union
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Postby The Estovakian Union » Fri Jul 27, 2012 7:28 pm

Ludmilla was chatting with the nice man from the GBR when she heard the commotion outside, several of the soldiers ran towards the gate. they dragged carried Hilvod in on a stretcher and also dragged a large man but with less care, he was bleeding. Ludmilla felt that pain in her head again, the one she felt when she was stressed. A lieutenant ran in, he was soaked in rain and sweat

"Your Highness, Mr. Hilvod has been stabbed." He said, Ludmilla seemed un phased but inside her emotions were confusing even her.

"where is the attacker from?" the Queen said nervously, the soldier frowned. and pointed to the Estovakian flag. "oh great, another thug. I have told you time and time again to increase patrols on the streets, now we have a foreign Ambassador stabbed by a thug." The Soldier looked like he just been scolded by his own mother. "See to it our guest is treated well, I will be down shortly after I finish my conversation with Prince Friedrich."

"Yes your Highness" The Soldier said, he then walked out of the room

"If things continue like this I will have no choice but to ask for aid from the ESSR, oh how I hate those Smug Bas-" Ludmilla stopped herself before he said something she would regret. "Please forgive my language, I don't know what came over me. Belka sounds nice but I must have one thing in return. If I go with you, you must promise me that you will not attack the ESSR or any other nation. I only want Peace not War. If you will excuse me I have to tend to mr. Hilvod"
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Ex-Nation

Postby Greater Belkan Reich » Fri Jul 27, 2012 8:49 pm

I regret to inform you that following a change in the political situation in Belka that I am no longer a Prince. And seeing as you are a queen I doubt my courtship is relevant any more I would still like for you to visit my homeland.I give you my word as a True Belkan that the new ''Führer'' shall not make any hostile advances on any nation as long as I am Chacellor of the Belkan National Assembly. The Führer would also like to extend his hopes than The Greater Belkan Reich and The Estovakian Union can begin peaceful trade that might even grow into something larger maybe even an alliance between our nations.(off the record


On a less serious note. I am sure you will love Belka. I will take special care to ensure you see the Rolling Hills of the Recktandand and the ruins of Steir Castle. And the old Parade ground of the Belkan Knights.

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Ex-Nation

Postby The Gemstone Triad » Fri Jul 27, 2012 11:45 pm

TO: Micheal McCall, Queen's Aide, the Royal Estovakian Palace

FROM: Prince Johano de Smeraldadomo ON BEHALF OF The Emperors of the Gemstone Triad and Grand Dukes of the Gemstone Belt, Vilhelmo of the Emerald Throne, Jeremio I of the Sapphire Throne, and Kristoforo I of the Ruby Throne, on behalf of the Emerald, Sapphire, and Ruby Houses, and on behalf of the peoples of the Empire of the Gemstone Triad and the Grand Duchy of the Gemstone Belt.

As our law prevents my Emperors from marrying anyone other than commoners from within our Empire or Grand Duchy, the two unmarried members of the Triad are barred from seeking your Queen's hand in marriage. My esteemed brother, Vilhemo the First, is likely also ineligible under your own laws due to his marriage to the Empress Consort Andrea (group marriages are accepted here in the Empire and Grand Duchy, but we tend to presume that other monarchies prohibit such a practice).

We were previously (and regretfully) unaware of your nation so your invitation caused a great deal of excitement within the Gemstone Palace, especially once we were able to learn a bit about the Estovakian people, government, and especially their Monarch. (Please have an appropriate representative of your government contact me at their convenience so that we may explore the establishment of formal relations between your nation and the Gemstones.)

My Emperors, their Houses, and our peoples wish your Queen the best of luck in Her search for a suitable consort.

Yours in celebration of the pending matrimony,

Johano

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The Empire of the Gemstone Triad, ruled by Vilhelmo I of the Emerald Throne, Jeremio I of the Sappire Throne, and Kristoforo I of the Ruby Throne

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The Grand Duchy of the Gemstone Belt, ruled by Vilhelmo I of the Emerald Throne, Jeremio I of the Sappire Throne, and Kristoforo I of the Ruby Throne

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Postby Druach » Sat Jul 28, 2012 9:44 am

Kvistor watched Saimour fade into a mere speck of light as he zoomed away from his home planet. He exited his lavish compartment on the DSV Ormann, one of three royal transport ships, the other two belonging to his mother and sister. The ship was medium size, held a cafeteria, 10 luxury compartments, a medical ward, an aqaurium, and 35 crew compartments. It also held a weapons bay and a cargo hold, although minimal. He meandered round the halls, and stopped in the aqaurium, gazing at the exotic, and sometimes, extrasolar (not from the solar system Neutra-see factbook) fish. He liked to look at the Earth-sharks. Humans on Earth tend to be afraid of these things, but Kvistor found them comical. They were tiny compared to an Atmorran Giant Fang fish. He spend an hour just gazing at them. A message from the captain interrupted him. "All crew and passengers, report to your cabins and seal yourself inside your warpchambers." They had officially exited Neutra's gravitational pull, and were going to open a portal to the Sol system, where Earth is. Just as Kvistor went to his cabin and got in his chamber (a metal tube that is pressurized to Saimour's standards) the loudspeaker began "10 seconds to warp, 9, 8 Kvistor closed the door to the chamber 7,6,5,4 Kvistor strapped himself in 3,2 he hit the switch for pressure, and1 everything went black, and next thing he knew, the chamber door was opening, and the ship was orbiting the planet Jupiter. The ship started to move towards Earth. He wondered what kind of a person Ludmilla was.
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Postby The Estovakian Union » Sat Jul 28, 2012 4:21 pm

An aide ran towards the Queen she had let Hilvod rest, The aide handed a piece of paper to the Queen after bowing

"You Highness sensors have picked up several foreign space objects, Life readings on board." The Aide said, the Queen looked at the paper.

"Have the Soviets Picked these objects up on their sensors?" Ludmilla asked nervously, The Soviets were not enthusiastic about people from outside the solar system. If the Soviets took the arrival of these ships the wrong way things could get very dangerous very fast.

"They will enter their sensor range in 2 minutes your highness" the Aide said, The queen seemed taken back.

"Oh dear, contact those ships and notify them of the situation. The ESSR will most likely attempt to destroy them."

"Yes your Highness" the Aide bowed and ran to the broadcast room.....
The Estovakian National Anthem: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VrRV1q9_JxI

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