NationStates Jolt Archive


Mariner's Grog Corporation Opens Its Doors

Sarzonia
12-03-2006, 22:59
In spite of an economic downturn that has made headlines in several nations, local Nicksia entrepeneur Roger Hull saw an opportunity when several of his friends came over and he served them a drink that had been popular nearly 200 years ago. The concoction was a big hit with his guests and several of them suggested that Hull go into business for himself with the recipe.

"But I don't know if grog will sell that well," he said. "People aren't exactly lining up to buy stuff they don't need, ya know."

"C'mon. Think about where you live man," one of his friends said. "Your job isn't exactly letting you burn dollar bills in your fireplace. You should apply for a business loan and start selling your brew. Before you know it, you'll be the toast of Sarzonia. Our country will have more going for it than the Portland Iron Works and the Naval Museum. You should give it a try! I'll loan you $10,000."

"But if I fall flat on my face, I don't know if I'll be able to pay you back."

"Look Rog, taking risks is part of the business world. You've got to spend money to make money. If you play up the history of the drink and you play up our nation's maritime history, you'll draw people. I know the risks, but I can also see the potential. You should give it a shot."

"Well, all right. I'll take out a business loan. But I don't want to see my kids on the street."

"You won't. If this business does what I think it can do, you won't have any problem putting food on the table."
Sarzonia
13-03-2006, 01:23
OOC: here's (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grog) some information about grog.
Xeraph
13-03-2006, 01:38
Mr. Hull,

The Emperor is delighted at the prospect of having fresh grog in the palace. He is especially fond of Bumboo. When you are up and running, Xeraph would like to place a standing order of ten cases of Bumboo per month, and a few cases of swill as well (for our less-than desirable guests).

regards,

Tim Totten, Royal Steward of all that is Alcoholic in Xeraph.
Sarzonia
13-03-2006, 04:33
To: Tim Totten
Royal Steward of all that is Alcoholic in Xeraph
From: Roger Hull
Director-General, Mariner's Grog Corporation
Subject: Standing order

The Mariner's Grog Corporation is pleased to learn of your Emporer's interest in placing an order for Bumboo and for an additional order for swill for your less desirable guests. Once we have incorporated and we have begun the process of order fulfillment, we will be pleased to send our first international shipments to our friends and allies in Xeraph.

We thank you for your custom and we hope this is the beginning of a long and prosperous relationship between us and the Empire of Xeraph!
Xeraph
13-03-2006, 04:35
To: Tim Totten
Royal Steward of all that is Alcoholic in Xeraph
From: Roger Hull
Director-General, Mariner's Grog Corporation
Subject: Standing order

The Mariner's Grog Corporation is pleased to learn of your Emporer's interest in placing an order for Bumboo and for an additional order for swill for your less desirable guests. Once we have incorporated and we have begun the process of order fulfillment, we will be pleased to send our first international shipments to our friends and allies in Xeraph.

We thank you for your custom and we hope this is the beginning of a long and prosperous relationship between us and the Empire of Xeraph!


I'll drink to that!
Sarzonia
13-03-2006, 19:50
*bump*
Talimakaka
13-03-2006, 20:34
The ship of Talimakaka pulled up outside Portsmouth docks docks in South Sarzonia,

"Send a small ship to the shore let me know if i can dock in Sarzonia" Yelled Talimakaka from the centre of the large deck of the larger battleship "I look like a raid party out here"

He looked back and saw two smaller ships flash their signal, he walked to the bow and flashed twice.

It meant stay put for now, they werent here for war. And the summers down in the South are quite warm, he needed a good drink and merriment with it.

Talimakaka pondered for a second then sent a signal again, this time calling his captains to him, before he'd even sent it for the third time (common practise to unsure message is recieved correctly) he saw small boats coming from the other ships.

He turned swiftly and ran to the opposite bow where his men were just leaving for the land.

"Oh and grab us all something good to drink and i dont want any pigwash, i want to treat my crew and captains"

With that he turned back and walked to his cabin, awaiting a message from Sarzonia.