NationStates Jolt Archive

Rhyss couldn't believe his luck. Four international contracts in 6 months was more than he expected or hoped for.

"Admittedly 3 of the 4 were really the same contract.
Well two of the four nations had even ceased to exist.
Nope - shouldn't - couldn't afford to think that way"

Then there was the trade secret problem. Could he really afford to give away the secret methods of Epi Fol Production? (A cow's milk cheese often made with a cheese mold providing a distinctive wheat ear pattern on the rind. This cheese is similar to Swiss style cheeses that have a rind dusted with a coating of toasted wheat flour. Inside the rind, pale ivory meat provides a somewhat nutty and fruity flavor, very similar to a Swiss style cheese. It is an excellent cheese for snacking or for serving with hearty breads, French breads, fruit, and in salads. It is also a cheese that melts well for grilling or melting on crackers.) There would certainly be a price if the orders stopped coming in.

The wicker cages on the yew trees after the Dread Lady ceelebration had distinctly looked like they had been occupied

"Nope - couldn't afford to think that way." either

His agenda, that of his patron's remained unchanged.
There was the tiny martyr that he would be if he was caught, his patron not so much.

Resolved irresolutely on this Rhyss ordered the dispatch of the messenger. A great nation - Pilon - woudl never forget those who helped it.

There was so much to do, and some, very little, time to do it. Their trade delegation would arrive soon he hoped. Tours of the Unviversity and the Library to arrange. He set the monks to copying the formula. There could be no turning back now.


Meanwhile - a thousand miles away on Sandspit, a thousand cranes lumbered into readiness, orders for thousands of employees went out. Never had there been such a large contract. The Construction of an entire island. Frommage as it was to be called would be the city capital of a world Cheese cartel. Offices for a dozen states were already on order, more would follow.

The Pilonese delegation consisted of an Elwyn, a genetically cloned Elf female specially trained in the art of Diplomacy, and two Banking Administrators who were part of Phoenix Corp, a massive Megacorp that now owned over 90% of Pilon's economy.

The diplomatic craft, a small vessel about 50 meters long flew through space as it approached Canaervon, coming from Mars. It resembled a manta ray and as it moved through space it seemed to glide as if it was moving through water like it's namesake.

"Administrators, we are approaching Canaervon. Please prepare for landing procedures."

Elwyn94 smiled, she always found space travel comforting. She activated the communications systems and broadcast a short message.

"Canaervon flight control, this is the Manta Ray bearing Pilonese Diplomatic Delegation. We are approaching your airspace."

Lltwelyn ap Llywelyn (former First Speaker now holds what might be thought of as the foreign ministry titled - the Protection of Others) would be the first to meet the outlanders. His underling Rhyss had given a great deal of thought to this first in person trade meeting and the preparations were more than ready. There was no way to that the others in the First Circle could eb kept away, but the glory was all his.

What was better was that he had managed to secure and entire bolt of Manxxwear to offer some of to them as a gift. A ceremony at Llangollen and then a meal on Sark. More travel in a week than last year! There was of course the small matter of the secret of Epi Fol being sold to a (interstellar? ingalactic?) industrial giant but only a few would recognize that...

The Diplomatic Craft landed and the delegation disembarked.

Though it was customary to go nude while back home in Pilon, it was becoming increasingly popular to wear loose, soft clothing while in other nations, as it seemed many nations were more restrictive about their sexuality than the Pilonese. This delegation was no exception, all of them wore long silky robes, mostly of shimmering colors that would change as light hit it at different angles.

Elwyn94 took the lead while the Administrators hung back, taking in the scene around them. As she approached she held her hands up with palms facing away from her in Pilonese greeting. "On behalf of the Greater Peoples Hegemony of Pilon and more importantly, Phoenix Corporation, I bring you greetings. My name is Elwyn, these are my companions, Administrators Bart and Felk." She gestured to the two administrators in turn.

Bart was about average height for a human, his muscular build could easily be identified under the purple, orange, and green colored robe he wore. He seemed most interested in the people here who had come to meet with him.

Felk was definately not human, he was a Gnome. His attention seemed more on the surroundings than on the people in front of him. His robe was mostly brighter colors of orange, yellow, and gold.