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Note-I thought a nice gala, held by His Majesty, Nicholas II of Russian India, could be composed of world leaders, etc. I hope people do consider joining in. Remember, let's all be good people.

From: The State of Russian India
To: All Interested, etc
His Majesty, Tzar Nicholas II of Russian India is holding a gala for world leaders and other figures. It will be held tonight, at the Autumn Palace. We hope that those interested will attend. Diplomats are welcome, if one would like to discuss such things. We hope that people do attend our gala. Thank you for your time in reading our invitation.

Sincerely,
R.I.

OOC-I hope people attend. After reading up on things, I thought a gala would be nice.

OOC: Whats a gala?

OOC: a fancy party

The President of the Republic wishs to attend the event

The President of Duckquackmuse would be delited to attend and will be there.

The leaders of Brydog and Duckquackmuse are welcomed. We await their arrival. We hope others join in, to make this gala a good one. The Tzar thanks the leaders of these two nations for considering and for coming to the gala, at the Autumn Palace.

OOC: Whats a gala?

OOC-A fancy party which you are more than welcome to attend!

The Autumn Palace was decorated for the occassion of the gala. Everything was ready, and the people awaited the foreign guests. Tzar Nicholas II was getting himself ready, along with his family. After all, monarchs need to be dignified.

The Imperial Guard stood firm in their positions, ready to defend the gala and those in it. After all, security too is needed. Now then, Ivan Vlasov, the man in charge of hosting the gala, was checking up on everything, encouraging and thanking others for their hard work. He was a nice guy, but inside he felt pain, his girlfriend recently left him, due to her affair (I thought I'd add something like this in) (Actually, he may have left her, when he found out, he was saddened) However, he did not let it get to him. He knew there would be others.

Everything was ready, all that was needed was the most important ingredient to make a good gala....the guests!

Note-As soon as we get some more people, you can send them (your leaders, etc) to the Palace.

Anyone else want to attend? We thank those who have and will come.

Note to Brydog and Duckquackmuse: If you would like to send your leaders now, I guess you could, if you wanted to do so.

We are still open! Who else wants to attend?

The President of Duckquackmuse drove up in a slick black Lexus 2001 RX-Series. Greatly looking foward to the evening the President smartly got out of the vechicle and made his way passed the barage of photographers to the Autumn Palace, which had been stunningly decorated for the event...

OOC: Since from an IC point of veiw our nations have no real contact it is probabaly best that i send one of the more "disposable" members of the royal family.

IC:
Prince Erik, the Duke of Conel, lazed into the luzuriously upholstered fighting seat on the aft deck of his personal yacht, the weather was as good all the brochures promised it would be and the fishing in the waters of the Protectorate was living up to its usual high standard. But now was not the time for fishing, it was time to organise his social calender. Firing up his laptop he browsed through the proposed events his secretary had short listed, most of them were the usual charity and publicity events, but one caught his eye, it was highlighted gold: a sure sign it had been inserted not by his own secretary but rather by one of his Grandfather's team and as such the suggestion was more of a command.
Initally he was iritated by the fact that despite his attempts at freeing the formal shackles of the Crookfur Royal Family the Crown still had a very powerful control over his life, but as he took a closer look at the engagement he cheered up, it was after all a fairly unknown country and it seemed like a fairly fun event and who knew, they maybe had soem nice hunting and the prospect of a fun encounter with a girl of mixed Slavic and Subcontinental descent was certainly and exciting one.

Shortly the Russian Indian state authorities would be informed that Prince Erik, grandson of King Cameron II of Crookfur would be delighted to atend thier Gala event.

OOC:
While a grandson of the king, Erik is soem what removed from the line of succesion being the 4th child of Pricness Helena who is the 3rd Child of King Cameron. I suppose you might have gathered from the above that he is abit of a play boy, but he does have a bit of steel in his soul.

OOC: Since from an IC point of veiw our nations have no real contact it is probabaly best that i send one of the more "disposable" members of the royal family.

IC:
Prince Erik, the Duke of Conel, lazed into the luzuriously upholstered fighting seat on the aft deck of his personal yacht, the weather was as good all the brochures promised it would be and the fishing in the waters of the Protectorate was living up to its usual high standard. But now was not the time for fishing, it was time to organise his social calender. Firing up his laptop he browsed through the proposed events his secretary had short listed, most of them were the usual charity and publicity events, but one caught his eye, it was highlighted gold: a sure sign it had been inserted not by his own secretary but rather by one of his Grandfather's team and as such the suggestion was more of a command.
Initally he was iritated by the fact that despite his attempts at freeing the formal shackles of the Crookfur Royal Family the Crown still had a very powerful control over his life, but as he took a closer look at the engagement he cheered up, it was after all a fairly unknown country and it seemed like a fairly fun event and who knew, they maybe had soem nice hunting and the prospect of a fun encounter with a girl of mixed Slavic and Subcontinental descent was certainly and exciting one.

Shortly the Russian Indian state authorities would be informed that Prince Erik, grandson of King Cameron II of Crookfur would be delighted to atend thier Gala event.

OOC:
While a grandson of the king, Erik is soem what removed from the line of succesion being the 4th child of Pricness Helena who is the 3rd Child of King Cameron. I suppose you might have gathered from the above that he is abit of a play boy, but he does have a bit of steel in his soul.

OOC-That is some interesting info. Prince Erik is most welcome. Also, just to say, if he may be looking for a girl of mixed Slavic and Subcontinental descent, there will be one for him. Who knows, he may even meet one of the daughters of the Tzar.

Ivan Vlasov heard that Prince Erik of Crookfur would be attending. He was pleased that a Royal would be attending. He thought of what the Imperial Family who was attending would think. Anywho, he had managed the gala well and he would continue to do so.

Ivan walked around the gala rooms for one last walk, to check up, etc on things.

Meanwhile, people attending the gala who were from Russian India were coming in, and it would be some time before the Tzar and some of his family arrived.

OOC: Is this MT or PT?

The President of Duckquackmuse drove up in a slick black Lexus 2001 RX-Series. Greatly looking foward to the evening the President smartly got out of the vechicle and made his way passed the barage of photographers to the Autumn Palace, which had been stunningly decorated for the event...

The Imperial Guard saluted the President as he came into the gala. Ivan stepped up to him and shook his hand ''Welcome to the Autumn Palace. You must be...'' He then pointed out that the Tzar and his family will be coming soon. The President noticed that some of the gala guests from Russian India were coming.

OOC: President is wakling up to the Palace...waiting to be greeted..

OOC: Is this MT or PT?

MT. And you are welcome to attend.

OOC: President is wakling up to the Palace...waiting to be greeted..

I just did greet him, with Mr. Ivan Vlasov.

The Dictator of The Armed Republic of Camgo would like to attend.

The Dictator of The Armed Republic of Camgo would like to attend.

We await the leader of Campo to arrive at the Palace.

The Imperial Guard saluted the President as he came into the gala. Ivan stepped up to him and shook his hand ''Welcome to the Autumn Palace. You must be...'' He then pointed out that the Tzar and his family will be coming soon. The President noticed that some of the gala guests from Russian India were coming.

Duckquackmuse, this is the post that has your President being greeted.

Cameron the Dictator of Camgo stepped out of his limo. He stood up pushed his black hair back then two girls stepped out of the limo and grabbed his arms and he walked forward.

Cameron the Dictator of Camgo stepped out of his limo. He stood up pushed his black hair back then two girls stepped out of the limo and grabbed his arms and he walked forward.

The Imperial Guard stood in their place as Cameron entered the richly decorated Palace, before being greeted by a man who explained things like ''The Tzar and his family would be here soon.'' or ''Make yourself at home.'' The man then left, and Cameron was free to explore.

The President saluted the Imperial Guard and entered the Palace, all to eager to meet new world leaders and make some much needed allies.

OOC: Great, I'm in. Also, your Tzar is sad, as he lost a girlfriend but is hopeful for another. Interestingly enough, the ruler of my nation is single woman. Hmm...the possibilities....=P

IC:
Capital City of the Dominion of Azaranthia, Helexia, Grand Palace of the Matriarch.

A small gathering of men and women stood outside the Palace, wearing formal clothes of stunning grace and beauty. Colorful dresses and various suits mixed in the entourage of the Matriarch. But it was the leader of Azaranthia who was the life of the party. Her long, jade dress literally glowed from the light reflecting from it. The gown left her shoulders and arms mostly bared, showing off her pale skin and obsidian necklace that was a sign of her office, being topped with a Sapphire inscribed with the insignia of the Matriarchs. Alexandria Malokev, glanced back and forth around the group, noted her many cabinet members. The Minister of Foreign Affairs, the High Priest who oversaw religious matters, Secretary of Defense, and the others, all were accounted for. Now all they needed to do was wait for the escort provided by the military to pick them up and bring them to the Gala, having been cordially invited by their Tzar.

She didn't have to wait long, as two armored transports, which had a small contingent of Azaranthia Legionnaries inside each, pulled up the driveway and paused before the entourage. Sergeant Major Tallery exited the front vehicle and went down on one knee before Alexandria. "Your Divineness, the transports are ready and your escort prepared, shall we go?" Bowing her head slightly, causing her black hair, which was held back by her small tirara that she wore to parties, to jiggle.

"Yes, I am eager to meet this Tzar. I need to make contacts with the nations in our world anyways. Let us proceed." Nodding, Tallery stood up and whistled. The Legionnaires exited the vehicles and helped each of the entourage inside, before entering themselves and with a roar, the engines pushed the vehicles off towards their target, Russian India.
***
Tzar Palace, seven hours later.

The vehicles pulled up to the gate, and stopped when they saw the armed guards. The driver rolled down the window and poked his head out, holding papers of identification as well as a copy of the invitation. "The Grand Matriarch of the Dominion of Azaranthia is here to attend this party, and here are the proper entry forms."

Constantine Vezirov defended his land from the Japanese invaders in World War II. He was now a veteran, with his medals. He signed the Order of Surrender between Japan and Russian India in Vezirovgrad, a city in Burma. He was respected for his defeat of Japanese forces.

His grand-daughter, Elizabeth followed him. Vezirov's wife had passed away sometime earlier in the year, and that saddened him. After all, she had been there for him during his life.

The Imperial Guard saluted Constantine, who was greeted by people who thanked him for his services in the ''Japan Campaign''. He and his grand-daughter sat down at a table and began conversing in Russian (the prime language).

Constantine Vezirov was one of the few WWII leaders of Russian India to be living, others had passed away. Russian India was only in the war against Japan, not against Hitler.

Note-I thought I'd add a WWII veteran of my nation in.

Secret IC:

"So, a meeting of leaders?" A guerilla, only known as 'Boris', noted, he was loading his pistol.

"'Prolly a hit out on at least one of their heads, wanna go up for it?"

"You know, Yuri, I never miss a single bounty." His pistol clicked.

"It's in some hellhole called Russian India."

"A pity that they waste the motherland with some Gupta district. They'll be dead."
~~~~~
Regular IC:

To: The Glorious Czar of Russian India
From: Jaredccohenian Ministry of Foreign Doings

To our Comrades!

We wish to come to this gala, it is thought to strengthen bonds between our two nations. Of course, we'll bring some dessert. Everyone in Russian India enjoys cookies, correct? We love cookies here. =)

Cameron walked over to the President of Duckquackmuse well cleaning off a small smug on a war badge on his suilt.Cameron stuck out his hand to greet him.

OOC: Great, I'm in. Also, your Tzar is sad, as he lost a girlfriend but is hopeful for another. Interestingly enough, the ruler of my nation is single woman. Hmm...the possibilities....=P

IC:
Capital City of the Dominion of Azaranthia, Helexia, Grand Palace of the Matriarch.

A small gathering of men and women stood outside the Palace, wearing formal clothes of stunning grace and beauty. Colorful dresses and various suits mixed in the entourage of the Matriarch. But it was the leader of Azaranthia who was the life of the party. Her long, jade dress literally glowed from the light reflecting from it. The gown left her shoulders and arms mostly bared, showing off her pale skin and obsidian necklace that was a sign of her office, being topped with a Sapphire inscribed with the insignia of the Matriarchs. Alexandria Malokev, glanced back and forth around the group, noted her many cabinet members. The Minister of Foreign Affairs, the High Priest who oversaw religious matters, Secretary of Defense, and the others, all were accounted for. Now all they needed to do was wait for the escort provided by the military to pick them up and bring them to the Gala, having been cordially invited by their Tzar.

She didn't have to wait long, as two armored transports, which had a small contingent of Azaranthia Legionnaries inside each, pulled up the driveway and paused before the entourage. Sergeant Major Tallery exited the front vehicle and went down on one knee before Alexandria. "Your Divineness, the transports are ready and your escort prepared, shall we go?" Bowing her head slightly, causing her black hair, which was held back by her small tirara that she wore to parties, to jiggle.

"Yes, I am eager to meet this Tzar. I need to make contacts with the nations in our world anyways. Let us proceed." Nodding, Tallery stood up and whistled. The Legionnaires exited the vehicles and helped each of the entourage inside, before entering themselves and with a roar, the engines pushed the vehicles off towards their target, Russian India.
***
Tzar Palace, seven hours later.

The vehicles pulled up to the gate, and stopped when they saw the armed guards. The driver rolled down the window and poked his head out, holding papers of identification as well as a copy of the invitation. "The Grand Matriarch of the Dominion of Azaranthia is here to attend this party, and here are the proper entry forms."

OOC-Ivan Vlasov lost a girlfriend, the Tzar is happily married. Constantine Vezirov, the WWII veteran lost his beloved wife.

The Imperial Guard saluted the Grand Matriarch and her envoy and welcomed her in. Ivan Vlasov (the one who lost his girlfriend and who is a strikingly handsome man) stood and welcomed her. ''Welcome, Grand Matriarch, to Russian India! We hope you will enjoy your time here.'' Mr. Vlasov escorted her through the Palace.

''His Majesty, Nicholas II will arrive soon with his family.'' Vlasov pointed out, as they passed a portrait of Japanese and Russian Indian forces fighting in WWII. Alexandria Malokev was offered a table and Vlasov said ''If there is anything you need, just ask. And may I say, you are very beautiful.''

Vlasov then departed, before heading to talk to another man.

Things in the Gala were going ok so far.

Secret IC:

"So, a meeting of leaders?" A guerilla, only known as 'Boris', noted, he was loading his pistol.

"'Prolly a hit out on at least one of their heads, wanna go up for it?"

"You know, Yuri, I never miss a single bounty." His pistol clicked.

"It's in some hellhole called Russian India."

"A pity that they waste the motherland with some Gupta district. They'll be dead."
~~~~~
Regular IC:

To: The Glorious Czar of Russian India
From: Jaredccohenian Ministry of Foreign Doings

To our Comrades!

We wish to come to this gala, it is thought to strengthen bonds between our two nations. Of course, we'll bring some dessert. Everyone in Russian India enjoys cookies, correct? We love cookies here. =)

OOC-Are you planning an attack? Not to be rude, but I would not like that. This is my first thing like this here and I would like it to be with no violence, etc.

OOC: oh, sorry, my bad. Moving on.

IC: The convoy was allowed in and it drove up to the entrance of the palace, before ejecting it's passengers. Half of the Legionnaires went with the entourage, while six elite men, led by Sergeant Major Tallery, were set to guard Alexandria herself. She nodded to the drivers of the armored vehicles. "Just go park it somewhere and then relax and do what you do best." The soldier smiled.

"Will do m'am. And have a good night, just call us if you need anything." The engines coughed back to life and they sped off to the motorpool, where all the cars were. Nodding to her entourage, they headed up the stairs to the building. In the entry hall, they were met by a dashing young man, the pride of youth evident on his face yet the steel of being a powerful political figure blazing from his eyes. The Grand Matriarch was stunned for a few moments, and a light blush covered her cheeks, before her iron will checked that and she put on her ruler mask, a sweet smile and a soft voice.

"Why thank you, I do hope to enjoy my stay. And I thank you for the compliment, but of course coming from a handsome man such as yourself, I am not surprised." She gave him a wink before sitting down at her table, with her six bodyguards, who kept an eye on the grounds, each taking turns scanning for any potential threats.

OOC: oh, sorry, my bad. Moving on.

IC: The convoy was allowed in and it drove up to the entrance of the palace, before ejecting it's passengers. Half of the Legionnaires went with the entourage, while six elite men, led by Sergeant Major Tallery, were set to guard Alexandria herself. She nodded to the drivers of the armored vehicles. "Just go park it somewhere and then relax and do what you do best." The soldier smiled.

"Will do m'am. And have a good night, just call us if you need anything." The engines coughed back to life and they sped off to the motorpool, where all the cars were. Nodding to her entourage, they headed up the stairs to the building. In the entry hall, they were met by a dashing young man, the pride of youth evident on his face yet the steel of being a powerful political figure blazing from his eyes. The Grand Matriarch was stunned for a few moments, and a light blush covered her cheeks, before her iron will checked that and she put on her ruler mask, a sweet smile and a soft voice.

"Why thank you, I do hope to enjoy my stay. And I thank you for the compliment, but of course coming from a handsome man such as yourself, I am not surprised." She gave him a wink before sitting down at her table, with her six bodyguards, who kept an eye on the grounds, each taking turns scanning for any potential threats.

OOC-Azaranthia, I have an idea. Would you like to have your Grand Matriarch and Vlasov like each other? Or something like that? I don't mind doing something like that, it would be ok for me.

Ivan Vlasov smiled and said ''Well, perhaps sometime later we can know each other more.'' He then bowed respectfully and departed, but with thoughts on the Grand Matriarch. Something about her......

Anywho, Ivan went to check on other things in the Gala, to make sure everything ran smoothly, such as security or the food. He also heard the Tzar may be on his way.

The Imperial Guard still patrolled the area, along with the other security measures to make sure nothing would go wrong. After all, no one likes their galas to be disrupted.

OOC: I'd love to, just give me the lead and I shall follow.

OOC: I'd love to, just give me the lead and I shall follow.

OOC-Well, first send your guy over.

OOC-Are you planning an attack? Not to be rude, but I would not like that. This is my first thing like this here and I would like it to be with no violence, etc.

OOC: your people have no idea of what will be planned

prolly a couple of bullets fired and some people killed with the assassin escaping. No one of high rank if you wish.

OOC: your people have no idea of what will be planned

prolly a couple of bullets fired and some people killed with the assassin escaping. No one of high rank if you wish.

Perhaps I will let you do it. I never planned on an attack, etc.

OCC I will be off for a half an hour so talk slow lol.
Small Bio about Cameron

Cameron was born in the East Pacific.When he was 15 he left and made a small colonie in the region he named CameronLand then named his country Camgo he invited some of his friends to make there own country around him. Cameron is now 17. 248 million and growing people are ruled with an iron fist. Cameron kills all who oppose him.He has black hair brown eyes and he loves to work out.

OCC I will be off for a half an hour so talk slow lol.
Small Bio about Cameron

Cameron was born in the East Pacific.When he was 15 he left and made a small colonie in the region he named CameronLand then named his country Camgo he invited some of his friends to make there own country around him. Cameron is now 17. 248 million and growing people are ruled with an iron fist. Cameron kills all who oppose him.He has black hair brown eyes and he loves to work out.

Thank you for the info on Cameron. We will see if the slowness can be achieved, Camgo.

OOC: Well, this would be when the party is in full swing, after the Tzar makes his speech and after she talks to him and all that. She is here for politics as well. Plus, with the party in full swing, she can hide their conversation all the easier.

OOC: Well, this would be when the party is in full swing, after the Tzar makes his speech and after she talks to him and all that. She is here for politics as well. Plus, with the party in full swing, she can hide their conversation all the easier.

Do you have any info on her, your guest? Just so I know. Thank you. Also, you can send her now too, if you want. Others have. The party is in swing, but the Tzar has not arrived yet. I will have him come soon along with other things.

OOC: What kind of info are you looking for? Also, I could send her now, but she is eager to make sure she gets a possible contact started for her nation. Her people come first, personal life second.

The gala was in full swing (everyone's characters can join in, have them talking to people for example). People were dancing, or eating, or talking, enjoying one's company. Ivan Vlasov rested, but his thoughts still were on the Matriarch. Something about her appealed to him.

The leaders of the world who had come so far were getting into the gala, he thought. Then, he heard a man announce:
''His Majesty, Tzar Nicholas II and his family will be arriving in some time!'' Ivan had not really met His Majesty, but perhaps he would tonight.

The gala was to be a success, but would it be for real and not just in theory? Meanwhile, the Tzar and his family were on the way, Nicholas II hoping the gala was running smoothly.

OOC: What kind of info are you looking for? Also, I could send her now, but she is eager to make sure she gets a possible contact started for her nation. Her people come first, personal life second.

Are you Telros? (Can you actually be two or more nations?) Just making sure is all. The basic info, like her name for example. You can send her now, there are diplomats she can talk to. Thank you for coming.

OOC: Telros is my FT nation, I apologize for the mix-up. I thought I was on this account when I posted. Telros is not involved.

Svetlana Vezirov (daughter of Constantine Vezirov, the war veteran) decided to walk around the ballroom, while her father was doing his own thing. She wore a pretty white dress, and was dressed for the occasion. Her father (the son of Constantine Vezirov) and her mother did not attend the gala, having things to deal with of a personal matter perhaps.

Svetlana looked around and saw the people dancing. Perhaps she'd be dancing later in the night. Would Providence shine on her and grant her this? She continued her walk, responding to people greeting her. Then, she decided to sit down at another table, watching the people. She was a nice young lady, beautiful and bright, qualities that could help a lady.

OOC-I thought I could also deal with my characters. Most people in the Gala are NPC's, I've been looking into Role-Playing, which I have not really done before. Anywho, you can interact with NPC's or characters like Svetlana and Constantine.

OOC: Telros is my FT nation, I apologize for the mix-up. I thought I was on this account when I posted. Telros is not involved.

Ah, I see. I understand. Also, you and the others can interact with NPC's and so on in the gala. Also, what do you think of your Matriarach and Vlasov getting together?

OOC: I am fine with it.

OOC: I am fine with it.

OOC-Well then, expect Vlasov to be trying to talk to her and so on. Perhaps they'll get together, I don't mind it either.

Ivan decided to go to the Matriarch. Noticing the guards, he came up respectfully, bowed and said ''How are you enjoying the gala? I hope you are having a splended time. If I may be allowed, mind if I sit with you? I would enjoy talking to such a respectable and may I say fair lady as yourself.'' Ivan said respectfully. He fixed his outfit up and then stood there, staring at the Matriarch, hoping she would grant him a conversation.

Ivan Vlasov grabbed a chair, in which he would sit down, if granted a talk.

OOC-Also, the Tzar will be coming soon, as soon as I deal with some non-forum things.

The gala was going well, when the Imperial Guard came in, along with a man, and a woman, and some children. This was Tzar Nicholas II, dressed in regal attire, as were his family members. He was holding his wife's arm, conversing with her. They took their places at the Imperial Table, and the Tzar waved to the people, as well as the Tzarina.

Ivan Vlasov pointed out to the Matriarch that that man was the Tzar, Nicholas II. ''Indeed, that is His Majesty, and the Tzarina.'' he commented. He smiled and said ''At last they have come.''

The Tzar and the others took their seats and began conversing. The Tzar looked well, smiling at the fact his gala was going well.

Now, the Tzar had come to the gala.

It almost slipped my mind but thank you to all those who came!

Cameron walked over to the table and sat down.He smiled and shook some peoples hands as he waited.

Cameron walked over to the table and sat down.He smiled and shook some peoples hands as he waited.

OOC-Camgo, the Tzar has arrived you know.

Other people (NPC) came to Cameron and shook his hand and some conversed with him, after all this was a gala.

Cameron got up and said under is breath where are my manners and walked over to the Tzar and shook his hand and asked how we was.

Cameron got up and said under is breath where are my manners and walked over to the Tzar and shook his hand and asked how we was.

OOC-Camgo, with respect, please don't talk to the Tzar yet. For now, you can talk to one of the others, like one of the Vezirovs. I will be doing something perhaps with the Tzar first, as right now he is getting himself into the gala, etc.

OCC lol I cant get anything right.

Well Cameron just keeps walking around and meeting people.

OCC lol I cant get anything right.

Well Cameron just keeps walking around and meeting people.

OOC-That is ok, I did not tell you until now. Also, just curious, but are those girls his girlfriends or something? Just curious is all. Also, they too are welcome to attend the gala. Anywho, thanks for coming.

OOC: Gotcha

IC: She smiled up at him. "Of course, take a seat." He grabbed a chair and sat down, and she smiled at him.

"It is nice being in another country, having been laboring so long to get Azaranthia on it's feet and ready to take it's first steps into the new world. Of course, we are still building up and are a relatively small nation, but we hope to fix that." She continued to converse with him for the next few minutes but paused as Ivan pointed out the Tzar and his wife. The Matriarch watched as the couple moved to their seats and sat down.

So this was the Tzar...Alexandria sighed, she hoped she could get him on her side, her nation was vulnerable without allies.

Occ The girls are models and Cameron doesnt have a wife or a girlfriend.

Occ The girls are models and Cameron doesnt have a wife or a girlfriend.

OOC-Thanks for the info, I was curious about that. Anywho. Perhaps I could have Cameron meet one of my characters.

Constantine and Svetlana Vezirov were walking, talking to each other until they accidentally bumped into Cameron of Camgo. Constantine apologized to Cameron in respect for the incident. Svetlana watched as her grand-father talked to Cameron.

OOC: Gotcha

IC: She smiled up at him. "Of course, take a seat." He grabbed a chair and sat down, and she smiled at him.

"It is nice being in another country, having been laboring so long to get Azaranthia on it's feet and ready to take it's first steps into the new world. Of course, we are still building up and are a relatively small nation, but we hope to fix that." She continued to converse with him for the next few minutes but paused as Ivan pointed out the Tzar and his wife. The Matriarch watched as the couple moved to their seats and sat down.

So this was the Tzar...Alexandria sighed, she hoped she could get him on her side, her nation was vulnerable without allies.

''Thank you.'' he said kindly. He was a modest man after all.

''Ah, well we too went through the same, after Mother Russian won in India.'' Ivan said. He then remarked about the Tzar ''Perhaps you could meet the Tzar, Royal/Imperial to Royal/Imperial. I could see if you want.'' He smiled at her and then said ''So, why don't you tell me about yourself. What is the story of the Matriarch of Azaranthia?''

He smiled again, and waited for a response. ''By the way, I thank you for coming to the gala. I was in charge of it. I hope I did well, but I am sure I did.''

Cameron looked Constantine then stuck out his and to shack his and said "I have heard many great storys about you" Cameron smiled. Then for a quick second eyed Svetlana and returned back to talk to Constantine.

Cameron looked Constantine then stuck out his and to shack his and said "I have heard many great storys about you" Cameron smiled. Then for a quick second eyed Svetlana and returned back to talk to Constantine.

Constantine shuck Cameron's hand. ''You have heard of my exploits against the Japanese?'' Constantine asked. Svetlana watched, she too looked at Cameron for a bit, at this man. Who was this man her grand-father was talking to? ''Would you like to watch with us?'' Constantine asked. ''By the way, what is your name, young man?''

My name is Cameron I am the leader of The Armed Republic of Camgo. I have heard many stories about your exploits against the Japanese. But it would be better if I heard the storie from the man himself. And yes I would be delighted to join you.

My name is Cameron I am the leader of The Armed Republic of Camgo. I have heard many stories about your exploits against the Japanese. But it would be better if I heard the storie from the man himself. And yes I would be delighted to join you.

Constantine smiled and as they walked, he said ''Sure, Cameron. I will tell you.....'' and he told Cameron some stories (I don't want to post them down, as I am burdened right now). Then after they had their walk, they went to sit at a table. Svetlana looked at Cameron, and Constantine said ''So, Cameron I hope you are having a nice time at this gala. It is good that you came, for a gala needs guests.''

Svetlana then remarked ''You come from Camgo? I've never heard of such a place. Perhaps you could tell us of it.'' Constantine said ''That would be good indeed, why don't you, Cameron?''

Cameron looked at Constantine.I am having a wonderful time.Then turned and smilied at Svetlana. Where should I start. I guess I should start talking about the region. The regions name is Cameronland. There are four nations in it to the north of me there is the nation of The Allied States of Bryanstine he is my best friend and ally then the others are just nations that just wanted to settle there.Camgo is a large nation 248 million people live there and every day we get bigger. I spend most my money on my military which I am always using becouse small weak nations ask me to defend them. Camgo is a great nation I give my people some civil rights,and my economy is strong. Is there anything else you two would like to now?

Cameron looked at Constantine.I am having a wonderful time.Then turned and smilied at Svetlana. Where should I start. I guess I should start talking about the region. The regions name is Cameronland. There are four nations in it to the north of me there is the nation of The Allied States of Bryanstine he is my best friend and ally then the others are just nations that just wanted to settle there.Camgo is a large nation 248 million people live there and every day we get bigger. I spend most my money on my military which I am always using becouse small weak nations ask me to defend them. Camgo is a great nation I give my people some civil rights,and my economy is strong. Is there anything else you two would like to now?

Constantine and Svetlana, after hearing all of the info said ''That is some very interesting info. Thank you, Cameron. That's all we would like to know.''

Constantine then said ''I have to go for a while. Why don't you two stay here and chat?'' Constantine left, because he had to deal with things. At the table, Svetlana smiled and said ''Well, I guess it is just us for now.'' She looked around and then said ''Thank you for spending time with us. You are a nice person, Cameron. Camgo seems like a nice place to visit some day.''

Svetlana then spoke in Russian to an approaching waiter, with a tray of food and the such. She said ''Cameron, would you like anything?'', the waiter holding out his tray of food.

He looked Svetlana and smilied just water.

''Thank you.'' he said kindly. He was a modest man after all.

''Ah, well we too went through the same, after Mother Russian won in India.'' Ivan said. He then remarked about the Tzar ''Perhaps you could meet the Tzar, Royal/Imperial to Royal/Imperial. I could see if you want.'' He smiled at her and then said ''So, why don't you tell me about yourself. What is the story of the Matriarch of Azaranthia?''

He smiled again, and waited for a response. ''By the way, I thank you for coming to the gala. I was in charge of it. I hope I did well, but I am sure I did.''

IC: Alexandria smiled. "That would be nice, as I am eager to meet him. And it is amazing how similar our countries are, aside from the fact yours is stronger than my own." At his question about her life, she looked at him shyly, blinking her eyelashes.

"Well, well, quite interested in my life, aren't we? There isn't much to tell, aside from a childhood of religious devotion, schooling in politics and my crusade to make my country what it is today. And the gala is great! Granted, this is my first trip out of the country, but still, it is awesome!"

He looked Svetlana and smilied just water.

Svetlana, in Russian, asked the waiter for water and Cameron got some water. ''There you go, a glass of water.'' Svetlana asked. ''Tell me about yourself, Cameron. What is the story of the leader of Camgo?'' She was polite, and spoke kindly.

IC: Alexandria smiled. "That would be nice, as I am eager to meet him. And it is amazing how similar our countries are, aside from the fact yours is stronger than my own." At his question about her life, she looked at him shyly, blinking her eyelashes.

"Well, well, quite interested in my life, aren't we? There isn't much to tell, aside from a childhood of religious devotion, schooling in politics and my crusade to make my country what it is today. And the gala is great! Granted, this is my first trip out of the country, but still, it is awesome!"

He smiled and said ''Well, I will see if he is able to meet you.'' He then continued ''I would not know if your country is similar, I've never been. As for strength?...'' He listened to her info on her life and said ''Thank you, Alexandria. You've had an interesting life, I see. My family raised me well. I had a good childhood, schooling in many fields, and I thank you for saying the gala is great.''

He looked at her and then left for a bit. He saw him talking to the Tzar. He came back and said ''The Tzar says he is interested in meeting you. Follow me.'' The Imperial Guard saluted, and the Tzar's wife and others looked at her. ''Your Majesty, this is the Matriarch.'' Ivan said. Nicholas smiled and said ''It is nice to meet another monarch. I am Tzar Nicholas II of Russian India. Please sit down.''

As Ivan left, he thought ''After she's done with the Tzar, I'll ask for a dance.'' The Tzar said to Alexandria ''What would you like to talk about?'', in a respectful tone.

Cameron took the water and took a sip. I was raised in the east pacific. My family was rich at the age of 15 I took a small group of people with me on a ship. We sailed around thw world until we saw a huge Island we landed on it. We then started a small settlement my parents supported me and supplyed us with things and advertsied the island in the east pacific hordes of people came and I became ruler.To make sure I stayed ruler I got rid of voting and throw people in jail for roiting against me. Its alittle mean but it works.

Cameron took the water and took a sip. I was raised in the east pacific. My family was rich at the age of 15 I took a small group of people with me on a ship. We sailed around thw world until we saw a huge Island we landed on it. We then started a small settlement my parents supported me and supplyed us with things and advertsied the island in the east pacific hordes of people came and I became ruler.To make sure I stayed ruler I got rid of voting and throw people in jail for roiting against me. Its alittle mean but it works.

Svetlana smiled and said ''You've had an fascinating life. My life is different though. Constantine Vezirov is my grandfather. My father is his son.'' Then she said ''My family lives here in India, not in one of the other areas. My family is wealthy as well. I have a brother and sister, and I've kept contact with them.'' ''Yes, throwing people in jail and the such may be mean but we can say it works.''

Svetlana then smiled and said ''Cameron, you are a fascinating person. Its nice we can have this talk.'' Constantine was still absent by the way.

The gala is still open to newcomers!

Also, the Tzar's children are with him, but they are not little, but grown up a bit. This just being a note on who in the Imperial Family is here. Note that not all of his children are present. Only Prince Alexei and Princess Anna are attending, the others were unable.

This is all ''OOC"

Thank you again Svetlana. It would be great for you to come vist Camgo one day.

The Matriarch smiled. "It was a pleasure. And thank you, it means a lot to me what you have done so far to help me with this issue, it is important for the safe future of my nation." She watched him leave, talk to his father for a bit, and then walk back. Her face lit up when Ivan said the Tzar would see her.

"Glorious. Alright, Tallery, let's go meet him." The Sergeant mutter to the other five bodyguards.

"Always on the move.." Walking quickly to take a seat next to the Tzar, she smiled at him.

"It is nice to meet you too, I am Alexandria Malokev, from the Dominion of Azaranthia." The bodyguards saluted the Imperial Guard before returning to their duties. At Nicholas II's question, she took in a breath and prepared herself.

"I would just like to speak of a possible opening of diplomatic channels between our nations, working out trade contracts and just getting our nations to know one another. My nation needs to find friends if it is to survive the various exploitative nations out there."

Thank you again Svetlana. It would be great for you to come vist Camgo one day.

''Perhaps I could one day. I am sure I would be able to.''

The Matriarch smiled. "It was a pleasure. And thank you, it means a lot to me what you have done so far to help me with this issue, it is important for the safe future of my nation." She watched him leave, talk to his father for a bit, and then walk back. Her face lit up when Ivan said the Tzar would see her.

"Glorious. Alright, Tallery, let's go meet him." The Sergeant mutter to the other five bodyguards.

"Always on the move.." Walking quickly to take a seat next to the Tzar, she smiled at him.

"It is nice to meet you too, I am Alexandria Malokev, from the Dominion of Azaranthia." The bodyguards saluted the Imperial Guard before returning to their duties. At Nicholas II's question, she took in a breath and prepared herself.

"I would just like to speak of a possible opening of diplomatic channels between our nations, working out trade contracts and just getting our nations to know one another. My nation needs to find friends if it is to survive the various exploitative nations out there."

''Well, how could I not be so helpful to such a beautiful rose like yourself?'' Ivan said with a smile. When with the Tzar, the Tzar replied like so:

''It is nice to meet you, Ms. Malokev. I hope we get along well.''

''Though I would not mind the opening of such, I am not the one with that power. That is the Prime Minister's job, as we are a Constitutional Monarchy. However, I can see if we can get your proposals to him. I am sure he would accept, as he is looking for diplomacy, etc himself. Anything else you would like, Ms. Malokev?''

Cameron walked over to the President of Duckquackmuse well cleaning off a small smug on a war badge on his suilt.Cameron stuck out his hand to greet him.

The President smiled and dismissed his guards. Shaking Cameron's hand warmly he said, "It is a pleasure to finally meet you, I hope our two countries will have great relations over the next few years. What brings you to this meeting?"

By the way, this gala is still open. This is the first time I've done this, so I am a rookie.

Ivan went for a small walk before returning to the gala. He had stopped to look at a portrait of the meeting in which British forces surrendered all of India to Mother Russia. He also passed by the portrait of the Flag Raising in New Delhi, in which the Tzar's banner replaced the British flag. He was in one of the Palace Galleries. Before he came back to the Gala, to see the Matriarch and the Tzar discussing things, he looked at the portrait of the first Tzar being coronated with Britain's Imperial Crown of India. These portraits show people of the history of Russian India.

The Imperial Guard kept patrolling the area, as it was their custom to do. They followed their duty, before they served the Russian Indian Tzars and now were ceremonial. Constantine Vezirov, the man who defended the land from Axis forces in WWII came back to his table, greeted Cameron, and took his seat.

CAmeron welcomed back Constantine. At that second Cameron reached into his pocket and pulled out his cell phone. I am sorry I have to take this. Cameron got up and anwsered the phone. "Yes"....."Then kill them"....."All of them"..."I want a detailed report on my desk tomorow".Cameron hanged up his phone and walked back over to the table."Problems at home dont worry about it".

CAmeron welcomed back Constantine. At that second Cameron reached into his pocket and pulled out his cell phone. I am sorry I have to take this. Cameron got up and anwsered the phone. "Yes"....."Then kill them"....."All of them"..."I want a detailed report on my desk tomorow".Cameron hanged up his phone and walked back over to the table."Problems at home dont worry about it".

Constantine nodded. ''Well, life is not free of such things.'' Then he said, ''Cameron, do you think it is hard to be the leader of your nation?'' Svetlana listened to their conversation, before turning to look around at the gala.

The President of Duckquackmuse tore himself away from a lively conversation with the inventor of Salmon farming to go and join Svetlana. He held out his hand warmly, "I noticed you were taking a break from conversing with your friends here, mind if I join you?"

Constantine running anation is easy if you have the skills to do it.If you dont then you will end up with a very short life.

OOC: sorry for the much delayed reply, shall we assume that Prince Erik has already arrived, i would hate to ruin the flow of the RP with an in transit post.

IC:

Despite the best efforts of his grandfather and the Crookfur foreign office to ruin his evening by lumping him with an incredibly boring protocal aide, Erik was actually enjoying himself. He had managed to snag a few dances with some develishly good looking women, trade hunting and fishing stories with soem surprisingly nice natured dictators and above all the drink was very very good. Now alas the protcal drone was making soem very strained noises about it being rather quite important for the Prince to actually get on with business and stop larking about and how he should perhaps consider makign conversation with some who wasn't a cheesy looking dictator with a perchant for hutning small with rediculously over sized firearms.

OOC:
In short i have kind of lost track of things so Erik can slip in when needed.

Cameron looked at the President of Duckquackmuse."so how do you run your country sir". "And how would I benefit from having you as a ally".

Cameron looked at the President of Duckquackmuse."so how do you run your country sir". "And how would I benefit from having you as a ally".

The President of Duckquackmuse smiled, "I run my country with great care. We are a newbunch and are learning the delicacys of deplomacy. We are very bureaucratic because of tendacy to listen to everyone and try to accomodate their views. However this has lead to a disorganised governmental system, and high tax rates. We are not as yet a militarsitic peoples but we are indeed looking at this option, once we have analysed our economic situation. And lowered taxe rates, and sorted out our disorganised system. At the moment you wouldn't gain a lot from being our allies but we have just opened up negociations in Nova Europea for a stake in South of France." the president chuckled. "We would gain more from being allies with you than the otherway round. And yourself?"

Camgo is a safe antion with a huge military we take everyother child born and train them in the miltary. We have a outstanding economy its very strong we focus on Arms Manufacturing. We keep are people in very strict condense if they slack off then something very bad will happen to them we dont take kindly to imagrants they mostly end up dead. Thats about it.

The President of Duckquackmuse tore himself away from a lively conversation with the inventor of Salmon farming to go and join Svetlana. He held out his hand warmly, "I noticed you were taking a break from conversing with your friends here, mind if I join you?"

OOC-Camgo, assume Cameron and Constantine are at another table, I have finally got on and I need to get posting.

Svetlana nodded and said ''Sure, you can join me. My grandfather and the leader of Camgo were just conversing.'' She smiled at him and gave him a seat, then looked back at the other table where her grandfather (Constantine) and Cameron were. ''I wonder what they're discussing.''

''Ah, the span of a leader's life depends on how he rules.'' Constantine commented.

OOC: sorry for the much delayed reply, shall we assume that Prince Erik has already arrived, i would hate to ruin the flow of the RP with an in transit post.

IC:

Despite the best efforts of his grandfather and the Crookfur foreign office to ruin his evening by lumping him with an incredibly boring protocal aide, Erik was actually enjoying himself. He had managed to snag a few dances with some develishly good looking women, trade hunting and fishing stories with soem surprisingly nice natured dictators and above all the drink was very very good. Now alas the protcal drone was making soem very strained noises about it being rather quite important for the Prince to actually get on with business and stop larking about and how he should perhaps consider makign conversation with some who wasn't a cheesy looking dictator with a perchant for hutning small with rediculously over sized firearms.

OOC:
In short i have kind of lost track of things so Erik can slip in when needed.

OOC-That's fine with me.

Prince Eric of Crookfur had indeed seemed to have had a good time, as he walked, a young lady noticed him and came to him to talk. This lady was not one of the noblewoman he danced with but one of the Tzar's daughters, Princess Anna. She was followed by one of the Princes, Prince Alexander (named for Alexander Suvorov).

She smiled at him and said ''You must be the Prince Eric of Crookfur. Welcome to our humble land, I am Princess Anna and this is my brother, Prince Alexander. It is nice to meet your aquaintence.'' She courtsied and Alexander bowed.

The gala was going well, dancing, food, talk, Ivan thought. He'd made a great gala.

Camgo is a safe antion with a huge military we take everyother child born and train them in the miltary. We have a outstanding economy its very strong we focus on Arms Manufacturing. We keep are people in very strict condense if they slack off then something very bad will happen to them we dont take kindly to imagrants they mostly end up dead. Thats about it.

Constantine listened and said ''Taking every other child, reminds me of Sparta.'' He continued listening and then explained some bit of Russian India's history, beginning with the Great Game between Britain and Russia.

So how would you run a country then.

So how would you run a country then.

OOC-I messed up my post, oh never mind. Assume otherwise, Camgo. Sorry.

Constantine replied ''I may be too old to run a nation but one thing goes perhaps, if you respect the people, they'll respect you. Care for them, they'll care for you. Don't let your country lag behind others. Don't let the economy go down hill or the military neglected.''

OOC-I tried to make this post while under burden. Sorry, I may post a bit late or something, as I am dealing with things.

"Very well i agree". Cameron took a sip from his water when is the Tzar going to start his speech or something. How do you feel about imagrants.

"Very well i agree". Cameron took a sip from his water when is the Tzar going to start his speech or something. How do you feel about imagrants.

Before Constantine spoke, the Tzar stood, away from his conversation with the Matriarch and made his speech:
''My friends, world leaders, nobles and others, I welcome you to my gala here in the Autumn Palace.....'' The speech continued with talks on the gala, Russian India opening to the world and other things (don't have enough time to make a long speech, assume its longness).

The Tzar sat down again and talked once more to the Matriarch. Constantine then said to Cameron ''What did you ask me about again, Cameron?''

I asked you how you feel on imagrants. I ask you this becouse I have 40 imagrants that just landed in my country and i am about to kill them but I am in a good mood and maybe i will save there lifes.

I asked you how you feel on imagrants. I ask you this becouse I have 40 imagrants that just landed in my country and i am about to kill them but I am in a good mood and maybe i will save there lifes.

''Well, one thing you should do is see if any have any skills, etc that will benefit your nation.'' Constantine said first. ''Why do you kill off immigrants by the way? To keep your nation with the dominant group?''

I kill them becouse in my eyes it treason to leave ones country and those people have done just that. I have tried to enslave them and make them join the army but its always the same result they run away and end up in my friends country where he also kills them. So its easy just to kill them this moring we killed 15 as soon as they where knee high in water.

I kill them becouse in my eyes it treason to leave ones country and those people have done just that. I have tried to enslave them and make them join the army but its always the same result they run away and end up in my friends country where he also kills them. So its easy just to kill them this moring we killed 15 as soon as they where knee high in water.

''Is it treason to leave your nation if a dictator, etc should rule it?'' Constantine commented respectfully. ''Just curious on your thoughts on it.''

Cameon laughs."I new you where going to ask that" . "I give out visa's for free ,all my people have to do is go to there local post office and get one. But if another nation does not do that and the immagrants dont have ID or a paper from there country then I see it as treason.

Cameon laughs."I new you where going to ask that" . "I give out visa's for free ,all my people have to do is go to there local post office and get one. But if another nation does not do that and the immagrants dont have ID or a paper from there country then I see it as treason.

OOC-What happened to all the other people?

Constantine listened and said ''Well, as long as immigration is balanced, everything goes well, no?'' Then he got some things from the waiter and said ''Any other thngs you wish to ask me, Cameron?''

No. Listen anytime you want to stop by Camgo tell me and bring your grand duaghter. Well I am going to go dance now and then I think I might leave i have a war to win in Stormboard. I had a great time talking to you and your grand duaghter.

No. Listen anytime you want to stop by Camgo tell me and bring your grand duaghter. Well I am going to go dance now and then I think I might leave i have a war to win in Stormboard. I had a great time talking to you and your grand duaghter.

Constantine nods and says ''Sure, I will do so. I am sure she would like to see your nation.'' Constantine politely says good bye to Cameron of Camgo and then goes to do his own things.

OOC-Maybe sometime we could have them visit. Well, thanks for coming to my gala!

OOC-That's fine with me.

Prince Eric of Crookfur had indeed seemed to have had a good time, as he walked, a young lady noticed him and came to him to talk. This lady was not one of the noblewoman he danced with but one of the Tzar's daughters, Princess Anna. She was followed by one of the Princes, Prince Alexander (named for Alexander Suvorov).

She smiled at him and said ''You must be the Prince Eric of Crookfur. Welcome to our humble land, I am Princess Anna and this is my brother, Prince Alexander. It is nice to meet your aquaintence.'' She courtsied and Alexander bowed.

The gala was going well, dancing, food, talk, Ivan thought. He'd made a great gala.

Erik replied with a bow of his, "Your Hignesses, it is not I but you, your family and your nation who is doing the honouring, by staging this most pleasant of evenings with the most charming of company!" pausing, he seemed to shake his head, " Alas if only the lot of a royal was for each moment of life to be full of such effortless gaity, but one must always strive to do what one can for one's pople and nation, mustent one, but pray do not let me indulge in moments of comtemplation when there is merry to be made! I am most pleased to make the aquaintance of both of you and if you, Alexander could bear to be parted from your darlign sister, i would presume to be most forward and ask her to accompany me to the floor for the next Dance. Anna, would you permit me such honourand join me for the next dance?"


OOC: is it just me or is Erik comming across as a little drunk?

The President had been quietly listening to Camgo and Russia India's discussion on imigrantion, without making his own opinon clear.

"We are very lienient on imigrants." He said, "As we see it the world was not created with great lines across it, so it would be wrong to stop people from coming and going. However, I'm not trying to claim that borders are bad or uneeded. I'm saying that we feel it is not are place to rule where people should go, especially if they are having it bad elsewhere. We have made this clear to the community around us, and immigrants are all trained and given productive jobs in suitable areas, and housed. This means that illegal immigrants don't really come because they might as well recieve free training and a flat."

Erik replied with a bow of his, "Your Hignesses, it is not I but you, your family and your nation who is doing the honouring, by staging this most pleasant of evenings with the most charming of company!" pausing, he seemed to shake his head, " Alas if only the lot of a royal was for each moment of life to be full of such effortless gaity, but one must always strive to do what one can for one's pople and nation, mustent one, but pray do not let me indulge in moments of comtemplation when there is merry to be made! I am most pleased to make the aquaintance of both of you and if you, Alexander could bear to be parted from your darlign sister, i would presume to be most forward and ask her to accompany me to the floor for the next Dance. Anna, would you permit me such honourand join me for the next dance?"


OOC: is it just me or is Erik comming across as a little drunk?

OOC-Perhaps, or he is perhaps becoming more Royal.

The two listened, and then Alexander spoke. ''I would not mind my darling sister to dance with you.'' Anna then said ''I would be honored to dance with a fellow royal.'' Alexander nodded and saw Anna and Erik go to the dance floor.

Classical music was playing as the two came to the floor, where the other people had been dancing. Anna began the dance, helping Erik to get into it. ''You are a talented dancer, Erik.'' Anna said with a smile. As time progressed, some people stopped to watch them dance, as they were doing quite well. The Tzar himself was watching, as well as Prince Alexander.

After a while of dancing, Anna said ''I feel I must take a break, this dancing's getting to me.'' She went to sit at one of the tables, inviting Erik to sit with her if he wished to. Meanwhile, Alexander was doing his own things. The gala went well, and Ivan Vlasov, who was getting himself a glass of wine, was pleased with the gala he had made.

Ivan Vlasov finished his wine and went to look around the gala (basically, he likes to see how his gala's going). He overheard a discussion on history, mostly on the Seizure of India by Mother Russia for example. As he walked, he also saw some people dancing, including Princess Anna and what looked like another Royal (Prince Erik).

Ivan then took a tour of the gallery, where he saw a portrait of Russian Indian forces fighting the Imperial Japanese Army in Burma, some portraits of this era were made during and after the war. A portrait of Russian Indian officals signing the Peace Treaty with Japan was another portrait he saw. His grandfather himself fought in the war, as he remembered the stories his father told him as a child. His grandfather was in a POW camp until liberation by the Russian Indians (or was it the Allies? Ivan's memory was not clear on this)

When he returned to the gala, he decided to get some of the food and drink before the others consumed it all up. He smiled and thought ''I have made a wonderful gala, and I am thankful for it.''

What happened to my gala? It's like everything is on hiatus. :confused: