NationStates Jolt Archive

**Pharamas News Station**

Late last night, Steward Willhelm Reinhard suffered a major heart attack in his private office. Fortunately, several aids were present and the Steward was rushed to Pharamas hospital. Reinhard had to under-go a bypass surgery which took over three hours.

He is reported to be in good condition tonight, but admits he is unable to perform his duties as Steward of the Divine Reich, and will be for quite some time. So today, he named his heir. His own daughter, Isabella Emmanuele Renhard.

Isabella Reinhard, 27, is a three-star general in the Tocrowkian military, and a high officer in the Gestapo S.S. She seems to have a slightly more liberal political ideology than her father, though not much else is known about her view points.

In her personnel life, Isabella is a devout Protestant, she is also married to a a twenty-four year old soldier within Tocrowkian's army core, whom together they have had two sons.

Isabella is expected to address Tocrowkia in just a few minutes, stay tuned.

**Royal Palace Conference room*

Isabella walks briskly up onto the podium, wearing the standard trench coat and military garbs she had become a custom to. Her dark black hair hung down and past her shoulders as it usually did. She cleared her voice and made sure everything was in place before she began her speech.


"Good evening, esteemed members of the Tocrowkian security council, honored delegates from our colonies and allies, members of the media, and any inter-national party watching. Last night, our nations leader for the past several years lost his health and well being, something he held very dear. But I will not dwell on the past tonight, but rather discuss the future of our nation.

As Stewardess, I plan on making several advances for our nation, both social and economical. My first act as Stewardess will be yet another renovation of the nations education system...my father deeply emphasized literacy for the children in Tocrowkia, and I wish to continue his vision. I will also begin several public works within the next few months, which I will discuss further at a later date.

Until then, good night, and god bless Willhelm Reinhard, and god bless Tocrowkia."

This was followed by thunderous applause from the audience.

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From: The Libertarian Concordance of Czardas
To: Stewardess Isabella Reinhard, Tocrowkia

Greetings from the Concordance of Czardas! We heard of your recent ascension to the position of Stewardess—whether temporary or permanent—and wished to make diplomatic contact with your new leadership. We hope to maintain friendly contact with your nation, and send you our greetings. Have a pleasant day.

~Kari Alhoun, Czardaian Foreign Minister
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Standard greeting," mutters Alhoun as he begins to send the message. "Never mind, we've sent these out for ages, no harm in doing it now."

The Tocrowkian Government thanks your nation, as does our new Stewardess for your support in these difficult times for our nation.

Bump.

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The Concordance wishes to offer whatever aid it can in the aftermath of the difficulties following the illness of the former Steward. If there is any way in which we can help, please contact us immediately.

~Kari Alhoun, Czardaian Foreign Minister
~~~~~~~~~~~

Bump.

Again, thank you for your support.


~The Tocrowkian Government.

Any more questions or comments from the international community?

Bump.

======ENCRYPTEDMESSAGE======
TO: Imperial majesty Isabella Reinhard
FROM: EXTERNAL ACCOUNT ***********

"Dear mrs Reinhard..Since the unfortunate departure of your father I feel the time has come to negotiate a meeting between yourself and the J.L.F (Jah liberation front).....I believe with your great vision and liberal ideas....The world can become a greater place......"

Sire Blaze of Rastafari

======ENDTRANSMISSION========

ooc: I have an idea for an rp which we can discus in pm if you like...It involves converting relgion and part of spread of J.L.F

======ENCRYPTEDMESSAGE======
TO: Imperial majesty Isabella Reinhard
FROM: EXTERNAL ACCOUNT ***********

"Dear mrs Reinhard..Since the unfortunate departure of your father I feel the time has come to negotiate a meeting between yourself and the J.L.F (Jah liberation front).....I believe with your great vision and liberal ideas....The world can become a greater place......"

Sire Blaze of Rastafari

======ENDTRANSMISSION========

ooc: I have an idea for an rp which we can discus in pm if you like...It involves converting relgion and part of spread of J.L.F

OOC: Go ahead and send me the idea.


From: Isabella Reinhard
To: Sir Blaze of Rastafari

My family and I would be honored to meet with you to discuss ideas, but first we will need to negioate a place and time. Explain to me your preferances, and I will explain to you mine.

======ENCRYPTEDMESSAGE======
TO: Imperial majesty Isabella Reinhard
FROM: EXTERNAL ACCOUNT ***********

"Any place in your country would be acceptable....And as soon as possible would be most definitely adequate....

I look forward to meeting you, your majesty.."

From Blaze of Rastafari

======END TRANSMISSION=======

(Check pms)

Reply:

Very well, I would like to meet you in the Imperial Palace in the capital of Pharamas on...lets say, friday. I look forward to my first diplomatic meeting since ascending the throne.

(OOC: Thats NS time, so thats like three minutes.)

======ENCRYPTEDMESSAGE======
TO: Imperial majesty Isabella Reinhard
FROM: EXTERNAL ACCOUNT ***********

"Indeed we shall..And may many more diplomatic missions continue"
Blaze of Rastafari

=====ENDTRANSMISSION==========

"Are you sure this is wise...." Murmured one of the head chiefs of military branch of J.L.F
"I mean we do not know anything about her and the country......You forget many our out for your blood as much as they were out for your father's...You are such an influential figure you do know that...?....And losing you would crush J.L.F morale" Said dagger in quite a stern tone.

"Listen.....Noone in history every advanced without taking risks........So don't worry....I believe Jah has bigger plans for me yet...." He said whilst managing a warming smirk in the meantime.

Dagger then simply replied with a nod, conceded in defeat because of Blaze's such hard head.

With that they were off on the charm offensive in Pharamas.

---Friday, airport of Pharamas------

The plane landed across the runway, the leader of the J.L.F inside. Several minutes later after arrival, a black dreaded haired individual emerged from the doorway of the plane. Accompanying him were several Twrokia bodyguards from various secret services.


Upon descending the stairway, Blaze proceeded to be ushered across the designated red carpet and into the elaborate limousine.

My my.....Thought Blaze..... This place is so well organised and vibrant...

Minutes later the limousine took off for the designated target, the imperial palace.

----In the limousine-------

Blaze gazed at the various buildings with impeding amazement, his face struck in awe at the grandness of this place.

"So what is the empress like....?...." Asked Blaze in a positive tone.

"Well...She is as smart as her father ever was. ..And yet has the beauty that dwarves her fathers own" Replied the driver.

"Excellent...."

Soon Blaze would truly know if what he said was true.

===Gates of Imperial palace======

The actual visual image upon arrival of the Imperial building did not disappoint. It bore all the elements of late roman architecture, yet vibrant expansive colours of flags and banners put it in a league of its own.

After checking in at the gate the limousine stopped, the diplomatic findings had begun. Blaze soon emerged, all 6ft 2, emerald green eyes, long shoulder length dread black hair of him. Indeed his russian-korean outlook proved quite a hit with many lady’s, with his typical Russian cheekbones combined with a touch of Asian flavour.