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Prince Jason Cabot sat in his office. He was young, having only recently turned eighteen. His hair was strawberry blonde, he was 1.8796 meters tall, and he was dressed in a casual manner. Last night, Town Meetings were held, and a majority of them approved of the measure, which he had supported. He drafted up, going through twenty-two drafts, the invitation. He pressed "send."

The Principality of Mareish invites all nations of the world to send a delegation to our capital city of Notsob for a diplomatic function. It will last for three days, and be hosted in the Palace of the Prince. Please RSVP to this e-mail.

He logged out, and went off to his library to study while he waited. While he was prince, he still wanted to pursue an university degree.

From: dnarasagi@resi.com
To: jcabot@mareish.gov
Subject: RSVP
Body:

To Prince Jason Cabot, Esteemed Potentate of the Principality of Mareish:
We would be most honored to meet with you, and discuss policy and your entrance into global politics. I, President Dae Narasagi, as a representative of the Resi Corporation will introduce you to the benefits of the global market, and more specifically to the advanced technology and benefits that we can offer you.

Dae Narasagi, Executive First Class
President of the Resi Corporation

hi there, join this and you'll get many friend and allies.

http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=345224

Cabot returned, a few hours later, to check his inbox. He wrote back to each of them.

We are indeed quite sorry, but we do not share you zeal in destroying terrorist factions. They do not threaten us, or our allies, and we do not wish to embroil ourselves in a long, protracted struggle.

We here in the Principality welcome your representatives. If you require, we can supply transporation to Mareish.

"I wrote and re-wrote that twenty-two times, sent it to every nation, and only two have responded so far? Odd indeed..." thought Cabot.

Consul-General J. W. Gibbs scanned the message, then brought up another trideo projection and began typing...

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To: The Principality of Mareish
From: Consul-General J. W. Gibbs
Re: RSVP

The Kingdom of Weyr will be sending a delegation consisting of one (1) High King Alicia li'Wye. She will be arriving via skyship, and we request the co-ordinates of your local air/skyport. Barring that, it will also be acceptable if you provide us with the co-ordinates of a small plot of land a dozen meters wide and six dozen meters long.

Sincerely,
Consul-General J. W. Gibbs

Having studied the message for a short while, the Minister for Foreign Diplomatic Relations (FDR) thought for a second or two, and began rapidly typing a reply to the message.



To His Majesty, the Prince of Mareish,

On behalf of his Imperial Majesty's Government of Falastur, I graciously accept your invite to the social function of your creation, and would be honoured to attend. I myself shall accept your hospitality and attend, along with a Delegation of other Ministry staff. Please, if you would accept my intention to come, please respond wityh details of when the event shall be held so I may make my prepations,

John Davis,
Minister for Foreign Diplomatic Relations, for the Government of Falastur

To his Esteamed Highness,
Prince Jason Cabot of Mareish

We have decided in out esteamed wisdom to send an envoy of three of clerics from the High Temple Of Temra and there aprentices to your meeting please let us know if there are any issues about our country you wish to desuss.

We would also like to offer you a full solarship to the University of Temra (secondary education is free to all subjects of temra so adding one more is of no major srain on our govenment)

With the Blessings of the Lord And Lady
His Holyness Ward Blay,
High Priest of the Church of Temra
Elected Sovereign for life of the Holy Empire of Temra

Maureen June swallowed a pill that came out of an asprin bottle before she settled down to the days work. She came across an e-mail and responded,

"Thank you for your kind invite. I myself will lead the delegation to your great nation.

Sincerely,

Maureen June
Public Servant for Foreign Affairs
Nation of Temme"

She popped another pill before dealing with her other problems.

We are pleased that you are coming here. The co-ordinates are attached to this message.

The event will be held in twenty-four hours (OOC: IC time). We are glad to know that you will be attending.

We are happy you will be attending. As for the scholarship, I'm sorry, but I must stay here in Mareish.

It is good that you will be in attendance.

He got up, and went to his aides. "Ian, ready the Sea Hopper. John, get the domestic staff to prepare a full banquet. Robert, prepare the beach palace to receive guests. I figured that I should see them in a slightly more secluded fashion. Carrie, prep a informational film on Mareish. Right now, I have to exercise and read up on the nations that accepted. Let's go to work."

To the Prince of Mareish-
Ravea would be more than happy to send a delagate to Mareish and establish diplomatic ties with your nation. The Delegate in qestion-a one Morty Quazuj-will be representing Ravea. He can secure passage to Mareish himself, if you would be so kind as to supply the coordinents to the airport of Notsob.

Good day-
Ravea.