Oglethorpia
23-10-2003, 02:58
An overview of the political climate between Oglethorpia and Kingsford in the 1750s
Kingsford was long established in the year of 1435, several native tribes inhabiting the large continent south of the channel seperating it and Kingsford. James Oglethorpe, famed English explorer landed on that southern continent on his fine vessel "Ann" in 1736. Along with him was navigator Kraig Stevens and Captain Guy Furgeson as well as 110 settlers. Oglethorpe, Stevens and Furgeson would make repeated visits, finally settling the colony of Los Polverines in late 1736. It was not till 1738 that Los Polverines and the outlying colonies aligned and declared themselves the Commonwealth of Oglethorpia. This was on March 23rd, 1738, and Phillip Marovich became the first President of Oglethorpia. However, the government of Kingsford would not officially recognize the fledging nation of Oglethorpia until late 1751.
Incidentally, that was when Oglethorpia had claimed the outlying island of Gallipoli off the Kingsforder coast; surprisingly, after this event Kingsford heeded the existance of the Oglethorpian government.
The Convention of 1752, or the Tripoli Convention as the Kingsforders refer to it as clarified the Oglethorpian-Kingsforder border -- the channel between the two large continents, or as it was called by most Kingsforder citizens, "the Tiberius Channel." The Convention also included the signing of the Gallipoli Agreement; that is the loaning of Gallipoli to Oglethorpia for the next three-hundred years.
The seeds were sown for a fruitful relationship between Kingsford and Oglethorpia.
From 1751 on, a state of open trade, immigration and contact existed between the two quickly-growing nations.
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The year was 1789 and President John McClendon was in his second year of his Presidency; that is, roughly nine years were left as the Constitution of the Land had designated a ten year term. The southernmost colony was that of Tripoli, and it was still in it's infancy. The northern cities in the state of Porlamar had grown quite fast after Oglethorpia became a nation in 1738.
Parliament had met in Los Polverines -- at that time in 1789, numbering 25 in size; and had voted nearly unanimously to make Los Polverines the national capital. As such, Oglethorpia's finest craftsmen and woodworkers proceeded to build the Presidential Residence in the center of the town.
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Presidential Residence
3:29 PM OST: Los Polverines, Porlamar, Oglethorpia
President John McClendon sat in his office, doing nothing in paticular. In a couple of minutes he'd meet with his Foreign Relations Director to discuss the state of affairs with the Kingsforder government.
Foreign Relations Advisor [for there are two to each department under a Director of the department] William Perreira briefly popped into the President's office. "Mr. President, George Agnew is ready to meet with you," he said politely.
"Thanks Will," McClendon replied informally.
"You're welcome," the young man said before running off to other errands.
McClendon strolled down the hallway of Bureau's -- State Bureau, Agriculture Bureau -- and finally, the Foreign Relations Bureau.
"Ah, Mr. President," Foreign Relations Director Agnew said looking up from his desk and taking off his spectacles.
"Hello George," McClendon replied.
"Have a seat."
McClendon seated himself, Agnew taking back up his position behind the large, thick mahogany desk.
"Mr. President, we could always benefit from improving relations with Kingsford," Agnew suggested.
"I agree," McClendon replied.
"Aside from the Convention of 1752, there have been no major meetings between Kingsforder or Oglethorpian figures of power. I believe it would be beneficial for you to be the first," Agnew said.
"It is an interesting proposition."
"Mr. President, I think now is the time to attempt to further Kingsforder-Oglethorpian relations with a meeting between you and their King."
"Who is in power now?" President McClendon asked.
"Arwen Ienius, sir."
"Ah yes."
"So you will propose a meeting?"
"I shall. I will draft the message personally," McClendon said.
"Yes, Mr. President."
McClendon left, strolling back down the hallway of Bureau's -- Agriculture Bureau, State Bureau -- and finally, to his left his own office. He opened the door with the fogged-white window reading "PRESIDENT" and sat back down on his desk. Retrieving a sheet of paper and a pen, he began composing the message.
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Dear King Arwen Ienius:
In the interest of furthering Kingsforder-Oglethorpian relations, I propose a meeting between yourself and I, location to be determined later. Please get back as fast as possible.
-- President John McClendon
The Commonwealth of Oglethorpia
---
He neatly folded the parchment -- getting up, he retrieved a similarly colored envelope -- an offwhite-near yellow color. He placed the letter into it's envelope, and waxed the whole thing shut. Finally, McClendon steady wrote "King Arwen Ienius" in fine cursive with his ink pen, giving it time to dry as he relaxed in the fine seat of his office.
McClendon soon got up, rousing George Agnew again. "George, fetch Will for me," he said.
Soon William Perreira arrived at the President's office.
"Will, I need you to have this message delivered," McClendon said.
"Yes, Mr. President," Perreira said, ready to head to the post office.
"Wait."
"Yes?" Perreira asked, knowing there was something more.
"There's something more -- I need it personally delivered to the King of Kingsford."
"Yes, Mr. President."
---
Perreira left the Presidential Residence -- he strolled across the long, beautifully manucured lawn to the horse stables. The sheep were out on the lawn, mowing it merely by eating at the long grass. Perreira fetched a horse and rode on the dirt streets to the post office. Here things were busier, merchants on the streets selling goods on the street sides. He walked up the steps and through the doors of the post office -- a somewhat ramshackle wooden building.
"Will!" the old man at the desk called out.
"Hello Mr. Green. The President wants this message personally delivered," William Perreira said.
Green's eyes almost widened at the script written on the envelope.
"I'll make sure it gets there!" he said, doing everything short of saluting Perreira, recognizing the importance of the message.
Finally, at 6:53 PM, Paul Black rode out from the post office on one of the government owned horses -- securely sealed and stashed in the side mail holders attached to the saddle that read "CO Mail." [Commonwealth of Oglethorpia mail.]
Soon Black was outside of Los Polverines, riding towards the small settlement on the large channel seperating Oglethorpia and Kingsford.
Kingsford was long established in the year of 1435, several native tribes inhabiting the large continent south of the channel seperating it and Kingsford. James Oglethorpe, famed English explorer landed on that southern continent on his fine vessel "Ann" in 1736. Along with him was navigator Kraig Stevens and Captain Guy Furgeson as well as 110 settlers. Oglethorpe, Stevens and Furgeson would make repeated visits, finally settling the colony of Los Polverines in late 1736. It was not till 1738 that Los Polverines and the outlying colonies aligned and declared themselves the Commonwealth of Oglethorpia. This was on March 23rd, 1738, and Phillip Marovich became the first President of Oglethorpia. However, the government of Kingsford would not officially recognize the fledging nation of Oglethorpia until late 1751.
Incidentally, that was when Oglethorpia had claimed the outlying island of Gallipoli off the Kingsforder coast; surprisingly, after this event Kingsford heeded the existance of the Oglethorpian government.
The Convention of 1752, or the Tripoli Convention as the Kingsforders refer to it as clarified the Oglethorpian-Kingsforder border -- the channel between the two large continents, or as it was called by most Kingsforder citizens, "the Tiberius Channel." The Convention also included the signing of the Gallipoli Agreement; that is the loaning of Gallipoli to Oglethorpia for the next three-hundred years.
The seeds were sown for a fruitful relationship between Kingsford and Oglethorpia.
From 1751 on, a state of open trade, immigration and contact existed between the two quickly-growing nations.
---
The year was 1789 and President John McClendon was in his second year of his Presidency; that is, roughly nine years were left as the Constitution of the Land had designated a ten year term. The southernmost colony was that of Tripoli, and it was still in it's infancy. The northern cities in the state of Porlamar had grown quite fast after Oglethorpia became a nation in 1738.
Parliament had met in Los Polverines -- at that time in 1789, numbering 25 in size; and had voted nearly unanimously to make Los Polverines the national capital. As such, Oglethorpia's finest craftsmen and woodworkers proceeded to build the Presidential Residence in the center of the town.
---
Presidential Residence
3:29 PM OST: Los Polverines, Porlamar, Oglethorpia
President John McClendon sat in his office, doing nothing in paticular. In a couple of minutes he'd meet with his Foreign Relations Director to discuss the state of affairs with the Kingsforder government.
Foreign Relations Advisor [for there are two to each department under a Director of the department] William Perreira briefly popped into the President's office. "Mr. President, George Agnew is ready to meet with you," he said politely.
"Thanks Will," McClendon replied informally.
"You're welcome," the young man said before running off to other errands.
McClendon strolled down the hallway of Bureau's -- State Bureau, Agriculture Bureau -- and finally, the Foreign Relations Bureau.
"Ah, Mr. President," Foreign Relations Director Agnew said looking up from his desk and taking off his spectacles.
"Hello George," McClendon replied.
"Have a seat."
McClendon seated himself, Agnew taking back up his position behind the large, thick mahogany desk.
"Mr. President, we could always benefit from improving relations with Kingsford," Agnew suggested.
"I agree," McClendon replied.
"Aside from the Convention of 1752, there have been no major meetings between Kingsforder or Oglethorpian figures of power. I believe it would be beneficial for you to be the first," Agnew said.
"It is an interesting proposition."
"Mr. President, I think now is the time to attempt to further Kingsforder-Oglethorpian relations with a meeting between you and their King."
"Who is in power now?" President McClendon asked.
"Arwen Ienius, sir."
"Ah yes."
"So you will propose a meeting?"
"I shall. I will draft the message personally," McClendon said.
"Yes, Mr. President."
McClendon left, strolling back down the hallway of Bureau's -- Agriculture Bureau, State Bureau -- and finally, to his left his own office. He opened the door with the fogged-white window reading "PRESIDENT" and sat back down on his desk. Retrieving a sheet of paper and a pen, he began composing the message.
---
Dear King Arwen Ienius:
In the interest of furthering Kingsforder-Oglethorpian relations, I propose a meeting between yourself and I, location to be determined later. Please get back as fast as possible.
-- President John McClendon
The Commonwealth of Oglethorpia
---
He neatly folded the parchment -- getting up, he retrieved a similarly colored envelope -- an offwhite-near yellow color. He placed the letter into it's envelope, and waxed the whole thing shut. Finally, McClendon steady wrote "King Arwen Ienius" in fine cursive with his ink pen, giving it time to dry as he relaxed in the fine seat of his office.
McClendon soon got up, rousing George Agnew again. "George, fetch Will for me," he said.
Soon William Perreira arrived at the President's office.
"Will, I need you to have this message delivered," McClendon said.
"Yes, Mr. President," Perreira said, ready to head to the post office.
"Wait."
"Yes?" Perreira asked, knowing there was something more.
"There's something more -- I need it personally delivered to the King of Kingsford."
"Yes, Mr. President."
---
Perreira left the Presidential Residence -- he strolled across the long, beautifully manucured lawn to the horse stables. The sheep were out on the lawn, mowing it merely by eating at the long grass. Perreira fetched a horse and rode on the dirt streets to the post office. Here things were busier, merchants on the streets selling goods on the street sides. He walked up the steps and through the doors of the post office -- a somewhat ramshackle wooden building.
"Will!" the old man at the desk called out.
"Hello Mr. Green. The President wants this message personally delivered," William Perreira said.
Green's eyes almost widened at the script written on the envelope.
"I'll make sure it gets there!" he said, doing everything short of saluting Perreira, recognizing the importance of the message.
Finally, at 6:53 PM, Paul Black rode out from the post office on one of the government owned horses -- securely sealed and stashed in the side mail holders attached to the saddle that read "CO Mail." [Commonwealth of Oglethorpia mail.]
Soon Black was outside of Los Polverines, riding towards the small settlement on the large channel seperating Oglethorpia and Kingsford.