NationStates Jolt Archive

ooc: This is Invite Only, please. Only Bread & Honey and myself may post here. Thank you!


..Felix Jethoscopes slumped in his easy chair by the fire, in the centre of his lodge. The late evening sounds of merriment and general existence outside washed over him like a familiar stream - barely penetrating the unconsolable gloom that had descended apon him since the council had rejected his application for the diplomatic voyage to Bread & Honey.

Taking steady puffs on his pipe his eyes glazed into the distance - to somewhere through the glowing embers. Out to sea. Beyond.

The 'Homestar Runner' would now be at full pace - cutting high through the waves off the coast of BRightOn - heading NorthWest for the most Eastern tip of Bread & Honey. The full diplomatic contingent would be crammed into the small galley of the sleek vessel... The traditional ten Shiree military dancers that accompanied envoys on such notable ventures, would be eating in silence. The space their lack of conversation left would undoubtably be filled by the excited chatter of the emissaries who were going in Felix's place.

The young, but much lauded chef - Guido Favourite would be nervous on his first diplomatic assignment. Jethoscopes had alot of time for The Union of Courtesans* representative, Madeline Charis - her cool head and warm heart would have made her his first choice to join him, should the council have let him make the journey. But it was the appointment of Izze Gladand, the novelist and experienced Herald of the Shiree that really stuck in Felix's craw. Izze would have begun spinning nautical yarns as soon as they had embarked... Jethoscopes could only imagine how the well-known author would crow, should he return having played a critical part in some peace settlement.

So be it. The University couldn't do without him, and nor apparently, could the citizens he represented, so he'd better get a good nights sleep. Felix wrapped a light blanket about him as he tapped his pipe into the low flames. The 'Homestar Runner' would disembark in Bread & Honey the following evening and, despite his disappointment at being denied the chance to visit the land across the sea, Jethoscopes couldn't help but feel a little excited in anticipation of the first report back to Watfordshire that the delegates would make.

* The founding union in Watfordshire was that of the courtesans. Since modern times, all ambassadors and Heralds of Watfordshire have received a minimum of two years formal training within the Union, studying the intricacies of the diplomatic arts.

(The Shiree vessel 'Homestar Runner' will weigh anchor off the coast of Bread&Honey/ParEcon, until the either the Watfordshire diplomats return, or a month passes. Five of the ten military dancers will with explore the countryside - they will provide two of their own teepees and will aid the people of Bread & Honey at any opportunity. The three ambassadors and the remaining five military dancers would welcome your offer of a tour guide before reaching the administrative headquarters. The ambassadors' mandate is to seek the council of the B&H people regarding the situation in Empire and T.Aperin, and to establish a convenient location for a Shiree embassy within Bread & Honey, in order to further the cause of cultural exchange and international solidarity.)

(ooc: no idea what you'll make of this. I don't know what I'll make of it myself yet
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Whew, no wonder I couldn't find this, I thought it was in the invisionfree forums :)

I'm a little confused, though - are your people landing in Anhierarch or Parecon & coming into B&H overland? We don't have any seacoast at all.

And did Watfordshire send a message ahead, or are they just showing up? They're welcome either way but it's a slightly different scenario.

I'm a little confused, though - are your people landing in Anhierarch or Parecon & coming into B&H overland? We don't have any seacoast at all.

If its possible, we'll sail up through Verkat into Bread & Hoey instead - but if not we'll be landing on the tiny pointy border of Anhierarch, B&H, ParEcon.

And did Watfordshire send a message ahead, or are they just showing up? They're welcome either way but it's a slightly different scenario.

The Union of Courtesans would certainly have made contact with the people of Bread & Honey as this diplomatic mission is considered most popular by the people of Watfordshire. It is with a view to establishing a permanent embassy, possibly in Welcome. Post whenever you like - I've got a million things going on so my contributions will undoubtably as erratic as they are fantastic :wink:

I think you might be happier in the North end of the country. Welcome is a little uptight, you may have noticed. If you come in overland through ParEcon (there's about a five-mile walk from the border to the first town with a train station due to an unfortunate gap in international cooperation in the public transit system, but if you use a phone at the border someone from East Milltown will come out to pick you up in a freight wagon)

That part of the country is all tiny villages, 500 people tops, about 5 miles apart. You can catch a train in E. Milltown, or ask the wagon driver to take you west until you get tired of the little towns (they each have a guest house or apartment, usually an apartment above the meeting hall). Population gets higher as you go east - all the big towns are on the river.

If you want to start this? I'm having a hard time envisioning your party. And I *hate* this forum, it always freezes up on me. If you would email your response & I could email you back, & then you'd post both here, that would rock. I'm sending my email addy in a private message.

The mail from the diplomatic organizer in Manifest only took 2 days to get all the way from the center of the country to the farthest east railroad town, East Milltown. Once there it sat for several weeks before anyone from the three villages closest to the Eastern border - Dong Xin Xing Kueng, the Xikuangese refugee resettlement center; Goshen, the planned city of the Radiance Church; and Flat Mountain, the last of the original "Towns of 500" founded at the height of Bread and Honey's romantic utopian stage - bothered to pick up the mail. The eastern plains are sparsely settled, often burned, and remarkably insular.

So, nearly a month after the message was first sent, Delano and Adam Firstfruit, from Flat Mountain, arrived at the red-painted cairn that marked the Eastern border with two huge ox carts to pick up the visiting Shiree. But the foreigners weren't there.

"Nobody here," Adam observed. Delano grunted. Adam got down from the high seat of his wagon, hooked the chain of the giant brake, looked over the six patient oxen, put his hands into the back pockets of his pants. "Maybe we're too late?" He wondered.

Delano grunted again, and shook his head. The oxes shifted on their heavy feet and swatted at flies with their tails. "We was supposed to be here three weeks ago," Adam fretted. "Maybe they went home."

Delano took off his sun hat and scratched his sweaty head. "Don't see why," he said. "Good camping spot."

ooc: sorry B&H I'm working off a differrent comp. since this one started and had missed the link :oops: I'm still well up for this and will respond soon.