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Koscheva Extends Its Greetings

Koscheva
22-01-2005, 08:50
The early skies of Natayosk were permeated in a thick, dull layer of cumbersome and drab gray. Frigid temperatures of the capital kept many Koschevs in their grandiloquent homes of centuries past, a small number of which were newly built. The grungy buildings of the ancient city were a testament of time, and as such were not improved externally for the purpose of foreign delight. In fact, the calm nation was just about to begin opening its eyes and ears to the outside world in attempts to quell domestic problems. The political and economic situation of Koscheva had been approaching a critical point, at which the Premier decided it was time to release the nation from the bounds of isolationism.

As snow drifted lightly down upon the cold ground, a small number of the citizens could be seen walking along the stone sidewalks that existed hundreds of years before the modern age. The Eastern European setting was undeniable -- the buildings, the people, and the atmosphere spoke of a mysterious relation of eery silence and fiery passion. The paradox was immense in the People's Republic of Koscheva, and the Norbirska, or Parliament, was situated in the center of the city in Ratiskya Square, dedicated to the first Premier of the People's Republic, Boris Ratiskya. A granite statue of him was erected in the center of the large square, in which all government buildings were focused around. It was, in a sense, the political forum of Koscheva.

Fur coats saw themselves being pulled tighter around the bodies of men and women alike, heading for their workplaces. Some walked, though most used the government-provided transit system that was extremely efficient. In fact, the Koschev leadership had managed to curtail pollution and road crowding by introducing a very useful system of public subways, maglevs, monorails, and buses. In Natayosk, the public transportation system was the best in the country, as was shown by the lack of cars on the roads. Those cars that were on the road, however, appeared to be either electric or operated by hydrogen fuel. The air of the capital was indeed clean, as greenbelts looped their way around the city. Parks were essential to Koschev life, and recreational areas were a vital part of the culture. As the great Koschev fiction writer Sasha Toska once said, "Our lives are enhanced by the glory of greenery in a field of gray, black, and rundown artificial constructs." These parks were given such a great manner of respect and devotion due partly due to the ugliness and simplicity of the world around them, and Koschevs preferred it that way. They felt that it made greenery more amazing than it could have appeared to be.

In the city center, or Ratiskya Square, government buildings dotted the area. Skyscrapers of concrete and glass were nearby in the city's downtown, were a robust private sector thrived. The Norbirska was established in Ratiskya Square, in which a tricameral legislature voted on laws of the day. The highest house, and the only one in which members were not elected by the people, was the Kamaya. It was a collection of Koschev nobles from ages past, that only retained their titles in the Kamaya. It had no real political power, save the name it gave to those who resided in its halls. Members of the Kamaya, or Kamayat, would give advice to those of lower houses when it was requested. The next lowest house was the Forschen. The Forschen was a body of 100 Fortoskat who were elected by the people. At the current time, Koscheva had fifty provincial districts, and two Fortoskat are elected from each province. The lowest of all houses was the Miskna. The Miskna was comprised of Misknat, who were elected from each province based on that provinces population. At current time, there were 200 Misknat members.

Debates always rage within the halls of the Norbirska, as Koscheva is a very democratic nation. It upholds the ideals of freedom and liberty, though wishes to provide for all Koschevs that live in destitution. Koscheva may be classified as a moderately socialist nation in essence, especially in social affairs. Economically, the nation leans toward capitalism rather heavily, though the government is pursuing a more restricted policy in the future. Culturally, Koscheva is a very warm and friendly place to outsiders, though many around the world have often deemed Koschevs as somewhat arrogant. The military plays a vital role in the culture of Koscheva, as the countrymen take defense very seriously. The military employs approximately one percent of the population.

The leader of the country at present is Nikolai Rostislav, a middle-aged man in his forties, who won the Premieral Elections three years ago. The Premier serves for five-year terms, and may serve up to five terms in office. However, Premier Ritiskaya set a precedent of three terms, and most premiers since his rule three hundred years ago have followed his example. The President, who is equal to a "Vice Premier," is selected by the Premier during the election campaign. The current President is Anastasia Vadislavosk, a young woman in her mid-thirties.

Nikolai's character may be best described as cautiously pacifistic. He deeply resents violence and war, and is the leader of the Socialist Workers' Party of Koscheva. His goals are simple: Create a state in which the poor are cared for, the people have jobs, and a strong defense-oriented military exists. He is a firm traditionalist and a faithful Catholic, though constantly urges Koschevs to be open-minded, tolerant, and accepting of other people. "Social harmony is not just a quality of society, it is a necessary attribute for society to survive." His faults are his short temper, inability to cope with debt problems, lack of experience in financial planning, and is often misguided easily. His hair of sleek black is combed back, and penetrating blue eyes pierce the souls of those who have the happy fortune of looking into them. A tall man of 6'4", his presence is always felt by others. Nikolai is considered an uplifting addition to any celebration.

Anastasia's character is much like her superior's, though it is much more hard-lined. She is the descendant of Koschev nobles, and her great-grandmother was the Duchess of Koscheva in her time. Anastasia agrees with many of Nikolai's foreign policy directions, though favors a more aggressive foreign policy in which nations know how the People's Republic feels about an issue. She, however, agrees with the Premier on social issues at home. Her faults tend to be her stubborn nature, persistant character, and a general disregard for those that could be harmed by actions that could improve the "common good." She, however, does have a kind heart at times. Anastasia is rather tall, at 6'1", and her starkingly green eyes and wavy blonde hair are always the attraction of the party. Her presence brings a sense of respect and fear into those nearby.
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Message to the International Community

In the heralding of a new beginning for the People's Republic, Koscheva wishes to extend its warm greetings to those that inhabit this planet and others. Our nation has long practiced a policy of isolationism, though domestic troubles have forced us to seek new relationships beyond our borders. We are a nation located in the far north of the Atlantic, and experience cold weather throughout the year, though summer months are rather comfortable for Koschevs. Attached to this message is a detailed pamphlet that describes the basics of Koschev culture, politics, and other menial things in our nation.

While it is our recognition of the fact that some will wish to surpass this message as trivial and of little importance, we wish to attract your attention. Koscheva is prepared to enter trade pacts as necessary, and we are fully willing to start new friendships, preferably with nations that think like ours. However, Koscheva is a very open-minded country, and we respect those of all backgrounds, governments, and ethnicities. It is our sincere hope that some will take this call seriously, for we are desiring contact.

The Koschev Ministry of International Affairs
Mariskale
22-01-2005, 09:26
To the nation of Koscheva,
The Free Land of Mariskale extends a hand of friendship, in the hopes that it may be well and sincerely taken. Mariskale, like your own nation, has only recently opened it's borders to outsiders, though beyond that our nations could not be more different. Mariskale lies in the southern pacific, we are a country famed for our skills as shipwrights, carvers, and artists. We seek trade with our neighbors and peace with all peoples. May the future find you well and prosperous.
With Sincere courtesy,
The Foreign Ministry of Mariskale
Koscheva
22-01-2005, 18:23
Eva Nicovec sat at her desk of oak in the Korskad Complex, the headquarters of the Koschev Ministry of International Affairs. The light in the room was provided by a single lamp upon her desk, as the gray skies outside continued to unleash snow upon the soft, white ground. Her office was rather large, and filled with bookcases of epic stories, histories, and modern-day profiles of nations around the globe. The floor was wooden, but a large Persian rug lay upon its surface. She adjusted her glasses as she read the statement from Mariskale. Eva was intrigued, and decided to call Premier Rostislav.

Several hours later, his schedule had finally been freed. As she stepped into his large, spacious office, Eva noticed that he was currently writing. It was likely a letter to a legislator, or perhaps to one of his family members in the country. It could even be a letter to the media, though the Premier rarely wrote letters to news outlets. She waited patiently for him to finish writing, and he then noticed her. "Ah, Eva. You said you wanted to share something with me?" He took off his reading glasses as she spoke of the message from Mariskale. He inquired, "And do we have a profile on their nation?" She promptly handed him the profile as he put his reading glasses back on. "Hmm..very interesting. It looks as if they are socialist as ourselves, but represent a more hard-line form of it." She nodded. "Yes, but they feel as if our countries don't have enough in common." He raised an eyebrow. "What?" She showed him the letter, and he frowned slightly. "Inform them that we are interested in a delegation coming to Koschev, or vice versa. I am not about to let an opportunity fall from my fingers." Eva nodded quickly and walked quickly out of Premieral Palace. The cold winds embraced her as she pulled her coat tighter and put her hood over her head. She walked briskly back to the Korskad Complex across Ratiskaya Square, and when she arrived began typing out a message to return to the Free Land.
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Message to the Free Land of Mariskale

The People's Republic is honored that you have chosen to contact us, and we are definately interested in a futhering of our relations. While Mariskale seems to believe that our differences are large, we disagree. It is our similarities that make us partners against evil, and we encourage the Free Land to think over a possible delegation being sent to Koschev, or vice versa. It would be most honorable if we would be able to host delegates from Mariskale, and it is our desire to get to know more. The People's Republic urges you to consider this offer.

Koscheva Ministry of International Affairs
Ventuus
22-01-2005, 19:00
A reply came from the headquarters of the VAMC, coincidentally also the parliament building of Ventuus.

To the People's Republic of Koscheva,

We would be most interested in establishing an embassy with you, particularly with an interest to establsihing trade relations with your nation.
The Ventuusi Acquisitional Mining Corporation can offer extensive benefits through trade and diplomatic negotiation.

I await your reply eagerly.

Many regards,
Jonathyn Retrun,
Minister for the Foreign Affairs of Ventuus,
Board member of the VAMC.
Dread Lady Nathicana
22-01-2005, 20:43
I remember when we too chose to make our first tentative outreach, and end our long isolationist policies. It was a frightening time for many. Can't deny the benefits we've recieved since. Whether you love or hate her, she has done one hell of a job that way.

Bernardo di Medici had been perusing the latest batch of information that had come across his desk. This particular issue had been directed to him due to the mention of trade, while the packet of information on Koschev had been distributed throughout the various Ministry offices, each according to their relevance to the departments. Calabrese was unsure of reaching out diplomatically just yet, given the democratic nature, and felt that introduction through trade would perhaps be for the best - at least for now.

I wonder ... that new project we've been working on. Perhaps they would be interested?

To the Koroshev Ministry of International Affairs -

On behalf of the Dominion, may I extend our greetings. Such new contacts are never of little importance - at least not for those with the wisdom to take advantage of the opportunities presented. In looking at the information included, it would seem we have many differences, and yet, share the values of respect and open-mindedness, as well as a desire for trade and new business opportunities.

Please find enclosed with this message some basic information on our own nation (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=354676), in the hopes that you may take in some part our measure as well. I am certain that we could find find more common ground to work on, and perhaps discover how best we can assist each other.

Should you have any further questions, please do not hesitate to contact me - my card has been included.

--Bernardo di Medici, Dominion Minister of Trade


ooc: Granted, the imbedded link has some things that won't interest you, but it is the most readily available quick-ref I have atm for at-a-glance information on the Dominion until I reformat it, add to it, and lay it out in the NSWiki pages.
Midlonia
22-01-2005, 21:33
Sitting in his large leather chair Daniel Brent, Junior Minister of Foreign affairs rubbed his temples, it had been a long day, and still he was not finished.
He groaned as he opened his eyes and looked down upon the city.
The building of the Ministry of Foreign affairs is a large, sandstone structure, that stands high and proud within the capital city of Swadlincote, the short brick and sandstone buildings sit squat in the city, while the great towers of Midlonia’s heavy industry belch their waste into the air.
Daniel peered down at the street below him; the usual scene lay before him. A few people here, a Civil Protection unit there, all framed in for him by the mixture of the smoke, and a flurry of snow and ice.
Sighing he turned back to the small brown folder before him, leafing through it he barely took in the information before going through to a larger room.
‘Sir? A file from the country of Koscheva ’
‘Where?’ replied the grainy, obviously aged voice.
‘Koscheva sir, it’s a small, socialist country.’
‘Profile?’
‘We don’t have much, seems to be a place for tourists and lefties.’
The old man chuckled and turned in his chair, he had been viewing the chimneys and smog that covered the large city.
Jason Willoughby motioned to the “boy” as he called him to place the folder onto the desk, which Daniel promptly did.
Jason flipped it open and read it, his lips pursed and an eyebrow raised.
After a few moments he uttered a small “mummy” sound, then turned to one of the holographic plates that sat on the table.
‘Unit, dictate.’ He muttered.
With a small flash a virtual pen and paper appeared on the small pad.
‘To the…’

To: To the Koroshev Ministry of International Affairs
From: Midlonian Diplomatic and Economic Corps

The Greater Republic of Midlonia extends its warm welcome to People’s Republic of Koscheva, it is good to see new faces and names crop up within our intelligence sources, especially ones such as diverse as yours.
From our limited sources we can see that you are an opportunity for trade relations and tourism, thus we hope that we may establish an embassy within your nation, and vice versa.

Jason Willoughby, Foreign affairs Minister for the Greater Republic of Midlonia.
Buechoria
22-01-2005, 21:37
Buechoria will gladly begin relations. We have an ambassador prepared if you decide our two nations could become closer.

Karl Teuber
Minister von Außenpolitik
Das Sozialistische Republik Von Buechoria
Koscheva
23-01-2005, 03:23
Anastasia reviewed the diplomatic responses from nations around the world. The middle-aged woman fixed her hair behind her ear as it fell in front of her face yet again, and adjusted her glasses to better read the letter sent by the Dominion. She fiddled with the card that was enclosed, and put it in her desk drawer. She closed the drawer gingerly as she looked around the quaint room. The snow was still falling fastly outside, and it was predicted that nearly half a meter had fallen. Anastasia shook her head, and immediately made copies of the Dominion letter and national profile, and faxed them to the Premier's Office. Moments later, a note was faxed back, requesting her to personally reply to the letter. It seemed as if the Premier had been impressed, though he quickly sent another fax, pointing out to her the lack of democracy in the Dominion. She took this as a reminder to be prudent in the letter, as Koscheva had never intended to interact with non-democratic nations. She faxed the Minister of Economic Affairs the letter and the Premier's notes, from which Jorge Bastidas typed a response.

A letter to the Dominion of the Dread Lady Nathicana

To Whom It May Concern:

I am, in representation of my government and people, humbled by your letter to the People's Republic. It is truly fascinating to meet new nations, and we must admit that we are excitedly making connections quite quickly. Though are nations have noticable differences, I feel that such differences may be put aside in the ventures of trade, as you stated. Perhaps, at a later date, we could pursue closer relations.

It has become apparent to me that the Dominion is noted for its fantastic wines, a luxury that few Koschevs may proclaim they have tasted. Our own nation lacks significantly in wine production and consumption. However, if we were able to make a deal with the Dominion to purchase in wines in return for the selling of one of our commodities, I believe both of our nations could benefit.

The People's Republic has a thriving dairy sector, and our agricultural holdings are significant. Timber, though less available, is also an export commidity of Koscheva. There are numerous other commodities and raw materials that the People's Republic is willing to offer to the Dominion. Please respond as soon as possible so that both of our nations may strike a beneficial deal.

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Letter to the Greater Republic of Midlonia

It is our joy and pleasure to be able to come into contact with your nation, and I must say that the People's Republic will look into the exchange of embassies at a later date. However, at this time, we are more interested in establishing trade relations and/or foreign delegations. It cannot be Koschev policy to immediately start establishing embassies in nations and vice versa. In fact, we have just begun the redevelopment of an abandoned neighborhood in Natayosk in order to create an Embassy District.

The People's Republic has a thriving dairy sector, and our agricultural holdings are significant. Timber, though less available, is also an export commidity of Koscheva. There are numerous other commodities and raw materials that the People's Republic is willing to offer to the Greater Republic. Please respond as soon as possible so that both of our nations may explore the possibilities of striking a beneficial deal.

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Letter to Das Sozialistische Republik Von Buechoria

It is indeed our desire to advance relations with nations with policies like ours, and find that the Sozialistische Republik has a diplomatically attractive profile. We are prepared to welcome a Buechorian ambassador to Koscheva, and as such, ready to begin a positive relationship with the Sozialistische Republik.
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OOC: Whew. Sorry if I misspelled anybody's nations or whatever, no offense meant. And it would probably be best if we just SAY we met, because I'm a little tight for time and I don't want to start diplomacizing with others and be forced to make crappy posts. TG me if you have any questions.
Mariskale
23-01-2005, 03:46
To the noble governement of Koscheva,
The Free Land of Mariskale is pleased to accept your offer of diplomatic relations. However, our cheif ambassadors are currently occupied on a mission to the nation Menegroth Reborn, and we would never countenance such an insult as sending secondary representatives to meet a new nation. Therefore, we wish to extend to your nation's representatives the hospitality of our capital Maris City, as guests of our hereditary leader Prime Minister Anala and the People's Elected Second Minister Praylor. Perhaps we are not so different after all. May Eternal Sunshine and Fair Winds befall thee and thy people.
Foreign Secretary Ralin
Ministry of Foreign Affairs
Free Land of Mariskale


Minister Ralin finished the letter, folded it, and sealed it with the hot red wax on her desk. She handed it to the undersecretary who stood at attention before her.
"Inform the Prime Minister we should expect guests shortly, the palace must be prepared."
The Undersecretary bowed his assent, "And the Second Minister, madam?" he aked
Ralin frowned, she had a profound dislike for the new Second Minister, the palace's top elected representative of the people. She stared out her window for a moment, watching the turquoise wave lap at the golden sandy beach below. She sighed, it would not do to be rude.
"Yes, inform the second minister as well, if you must. But make it clear that the delegation from Koscheva is coming whether he likes it or not."
Weyr
23-01-2005, 05:32
Josiah Willard Gibbs could watch little snow flurries cascade outside his office window, turning into light rain before they hit the lowest streets of Wye City, four kilometers below. The consul general did that often those days. He was not a sentimental man, not after serving four High Kings and running the largest directorate of the Weyrean government; he simply liked watching the little ice crystals randomly dance in the strong air currents that prevailed at that altitude. Four hundred years was not a short time, even by Weyrean standards. Skyscrapers shot into the clouds, cascading down the slopes of Mt. Weyr. Five hundred million, a third of the Kingdom's populace, called that dark, ugly, wartorn, violent, beautiful city their home.

He revolved in his high-backed chair, back to the work at hand. Weathered, leathery fingers danced across the brass keys of a contraption whose ancient typewriter look belied its complexity; words and symbols ran across and down the central Tri-D image-projection that hovered at eye level above his desk. Secondary projections shofted and changed, ignored, for the moment. At times Gibbs would glance at them, briefly, touch their ethereal forms to bring up some new or half-forgotten fact.

Weyr did not conduct business in the traditional way. Important internatinal traffic went directly to the Consul-General, bypassing all staff in the process. Things the Kingdom didn't care enough about -- things about nations the Consul General deemed unimportant -- were answered by the Diplomatic Service paperwork department. 'First contacts' were always important.

To: the People's Republic of Koscheva
From: J. W. Gibbs, Consul-General of Weyr
Re: Diplomatic Exchange

The Kingdom of Weyr is interested in creating diplomatic ties with the People's Republic of Koscheva. A delegation of:

1 Ambassador
1 Diplomatic attaché
1 Commercial attaché
1 Cultural attaché
1 Defense attaché
16 General staff
8 High Guard

are standing by for your approval. If possible, we would like to rent or purchase a building/office space to act as our embassy. Barring that, we can also construct our own structure.

Space for your delegation is available within Embassy Tower, where all foreign embassies within Weyr are located. Floors 40, 48-67, and 103-210 are available at this time. The Diplomatic Service provides security, basic services, and secure telecommunications. Furniture, electronics, special services, and any other amenities are provided upon request. The Diplomatic Service pays for all services. It should be noted that security and safety of any foreign delegates is not guaranteed outside of Embassy Tower unless those delegates are accompanies by Diplomatic Service staff.

Embassy Tower is located in our capital city of Wye, a city of approximately 500 million built on the southwestern slopes of Mt. Weyr. We recommend that foreign delegations arrive via Wye International Skyport, where Diplomatic Service officials can meet them.

Any foreign entity can also construct or rent a structure or space outside of Embassy Tower. However, the Kingdom of Weyr cannot be held responsible for the safety of that structure, or for the safety of the persons residing within it. Diplomatic Service can provide limited security for the said structure, but cannot guarantee the integrity of that security. Furthermore, the availability of secure communications, services, and transportation for such a structure or location may be limited.

The Kingdom of Weyr has no restrictions on trade, and permits nations to freely buy and sell all goods and substances within its borders. This includes, but is not limited to: weapons, toxic substances, motor vehicles, WMDs, foodstuffs, raw materials, and finished goods. This cannot be restricted or expanded upon by any treaties.

The Kingdom of Weyr does not recognize extraterritoriality. Weyr’s courts will try any foreign delegates or visitors in accordance with Weyrean law.

This includes:
- Trial by an elected jury within seven days of arrest
- A free lawyer, to be given upon request
- Communication with any party, after arrest, via a monitored link
- The ability to sue for personal damages incurred while under arrest

However, foreign delegates are permitted to have their home nation pay for the court fines. It should be noted that Weyrean courts issue sentences that are monetary in nature.

Weyrean law has only three crimes: murder, theft, and malicious manipulation.

Weyr is not interested in military alliances at this time. However, Weyr holds a policy of non-aggression towards all nations.

Sincerely,
Consul-General J. W. Gibbs

Unlike some states, Weyr's idea of diplomacy involved setting up an embassy and then placing that nation on permanent hold, unless that first contact turned into something more interesting. Gibbs pressed a few worn brass keys. The message flashed across hard lines, into the omnipresent data streams of the Net, and was gone.
Dread Lady Nathicana
25-01-2005, 03:02
Dear Sir or Madame:

We would be pleased to combine efforts to this end. Our wines and spirits are indeed one of the many things (http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=7566150&postcount=45) the Dominion prides itself on, not the least of which are our fashion, foods, and other finished goods. We are always interested in raw materials, given our manufacturing sector, and believe we can work something out in those regards.

In addition, may we offer up an opportunity, if you are looking to expand your trade and contact base. The Trade Network Association (http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?p=8024666#post8024666) is a little organization we're heading up in an effort to infuse our current base with some fresh interests. We hope you may find this option one you can use. Please find enclosed a more detailed report of our needs and information concerning import/export proceedures. We look forward to doing business with you.


http://home.mchsi.com/~ketri/wsb/links/bernardo_di_medicism.jpg
--Bernardo di Medici, Dominion Minister of Trade




ooc: Totally understand on the details - I tend to suck at that sort of thing anyway. Most trade bits I get into are a mention, and an understanding that hey, we have that tie, and it works - so s' more than fine with me. Welcome to NS - hope you enjoy your play.
Buechoria
25-01-2005, 03:18
OOC: Good job, you spelled my name right! No one has on the first try, hehe. By the way, I'm not much of an aircraft specialist. BAC stands for Buechorian Air Craft and I just made up a number.

IC:

The white and blue C-160 slowly began to take of at Rosenthal International, and inside was Karl Teuber, the Minister of Foreign Policy who personally wanted to begin relations with Koscheva. He wished to make a good first impression by sending himself as a direct representative of the government than an undertrained amabassador.

Several hours later...

"We'll be landing shortly, Mr. Teuber." stated the pilot over the intercom. Karl gathered his things together and nodded to the two sharply dressed soldiers checking their equipment near the back of the plane.

The pilots checked the landing gear and sent a message to the control tower. "This is BAC niner niner zero requesting permission to land, over."