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Official Diplomatic Telegram:
To: The Reformed Democratic State of Naasha
From: The Democratic Empire of Great Vantania
We would like to inquire about the possible purchase of several isles in your nation, particularily the Isles of Salamis and Delos, and the Isthmus of Corinth. If you are interested, either send a representative to Vantepolis International Airport, or send your ambassador directly to the Imperial Palace.

Vantepolis International Airport

The scene was one of warm greeting, celebration to come, a scene one would expect when meeting long lost brothers. The massive olive tree, a replica of the one at the acropolis in Vantepolis, was bearing signs of greeting, along with being decorated for the upcoming Summer Solstice. The usual paintings of glorious Vantanian moments was replaced with scenes of Naashan glory, and farther back to times of Graecian glory when the two nations were one. Behind barricades, crowds waited for the Naashans to arrive, various gifts, all checked thoroughly, ready to be thrown at their feet. Should the Naashans arrive here, they would be very welcomed.

Naashan Embassy, Vantepolis

Meanwhile, the welcoming crowd here was much less to insure protection of all embassies. The only scene of significance was the rose petals scattered on the street, and the many gift boxes by the Embassy door. Still, from outside of the gate, crowds stirred themselves, ready to rain down rose petals, small gifts, and confetti on the Naashans if they sent their ambassador to the conference.

Imperial Palace, Vantepolis

It was hard to make the Imperial Palace anymore beautiful, yet somehow Erika pulled it off. She had her temple in the courtyard finished in marble, and paid artists from all over the Empire to paint scenes of Vantanian history on the exterior, starting with the Exodus from Graecia. The Great Hallway had golden starts hanging from it's collosal ceiling, leading to the Throne Room where Erika waited paitently. The tops of the hall were black, thickening the illusion of the hanging gold stars, the Conference Room having it's royal purple door in the Great Hall.

Vantepolis International Airport

Like most deputy leaders, Lillian Bane managed to look both unimposing and honest as she stepped down from the small jet aircraft that was winding down on the tarmac. It was a trick that the deputy Prime Minister had learned early in her term, when the Number One himself didn't arrive, it was better to look like an underling, an emissary, rather than try to fill their shoes.

She shooks hands with the diplomat who had been sent to greet her, while her lone bodyguard hung back on the steps to the plane.

"Lillian Bane, deputy to Prime Minister Renner. I'm afraid Mr Renner couldn't make it today, he's caught up in the election race at the moment, but he has authorised me to speak on the country's behalf."

She chatted with the diplomat for a while before posing for a moment for the small group of reporters. Then she climbed into an idling diplomatic sedan and sped away to the Naashan embassy to prepare to meet the Empress.

***

She arrived at the Imperial Palace within a couple of hours, not wanting to keep the Empress waiting. After getting one of the embassy aides to instruct her in the proper ways to greet the leader, she made her way to the Throne Room to meet Lady Erika Redmark.

Empress Erika Redmark, Imperial Godess Prima, greeted the Naashans with a nod and wave, rising to her feet. She escorted the Naashan delegation to the Conference Room. There, she slid the telegram to the Naashans before beginning the statement,

"As you no doubtedly already know, Great Vantania is in the market for Naashan territory, particularily the Isthus of Corinth seperating Naasha and Surdun, the Isle of Delos in the Aegean, and the Isle of Salamis, near Athens (or your equivalent), for the grand sum of fifty billion Universal Standard Dollars. What's more, we will adequately defend this territory from whatever threat may arise, and allow your nation to navigate through the land freely. We have nothing to fear from the Eastern Powers due to out relation with the Mandalore, and as a sign of our trust the agreement will have a mutual non-aggresion pact for your benefit. Now, any questions, comments, or concerns or may we sign this into law?"

OOC: Sorry for crappy post, focusing on BL right now.

Ms. Bane frowned for a moment and thought over the proposal that the Empress had been so quick to place on the table.

"I can agree to Delos and Salamis on principle at least, but I believe that the Naasha-Surdun border region is just too symbolic to sell to a foreign power. Perhaps you would like to lower your offer accordingly or choose a different island? Many of the former Graecian islands are now uninhabited."

Erika's lips purse, her eyes closing as she thought it over. There were other isles the people was interested in, Ithaca, the famed kingdom of Oddyseus. That wasn't enough though... Cythara! The Isle of Cythara south of the Peloponnesian Peninsula! That would be enough to fill the void, and complete Graecia colony. She opened her mouth, and her idea began tumbling from her mouth.

"Yes, I can see that the Isthmus might be to important to cede. Perhaps the Isle of Ithaca on the Ionian Sea and the Isle of Cythera south of the Peloponnesian for the same price? If you agree, the same terms will apply: non-aggression, fifty billion USDs, and free navigation."

"Yes, I think that sounds acceptable. What do you plan to do with the islands?"

"The usual things, settlement, colonization, an appropriate garrison, trading in the region, and the like. Graecia is a very culturally significant area to the Vantanians, and being able to have our own bit of it would be very important to many people. Not to mention that there needs to be a Free Graecia in the case of invasion by the Eastern Powers."

OOC: Sorry to barge in, but Naasha, you just sold a piece of territory in Nova Europa as a colony to a foreign power without consulting the NEA and for a mere 50 billion dollars?

OOC: Sorry to barge in, but Naasha, you just sold a piece of territory in Nova Europa as a colony to a foreign power without consulting the NEA and for a mere 50 billion dollars?

OOC: No, I was investigating what he wanted to do with the islands I roleplay as uninhabited. My next step would be to discuss this with the NEA, but as far as I'm aware Vont isn't a hostile nation to anyone.

Miss Bane nodded politely, although she didn't like the sound of the Free Graecia part.

"Let's hope it doesn't come to that. Now, that all sounds fine, I'd like to keep an inspection clause in the treaty however. Naasha is a tolerant nation but we would like to keep tabs on what is going on in the islands close to our coast."

OOC: I have a bit of tense relations with TPF and TWSP, but that balances out. Not to mention I have a mutual non-aggression pact with Maldorians, making it very unlikely I'll get any grief with the Eastern Powers, while Naasha is going to try and get me a special position in the Nova Europan Alliance or something like that. The Free Graecia bit is just in case you got conquered by the EP. Like Taiwan was Free China back in the day.

IC:

Erika closed her eyes in thought. She wasn't really thinking about that however, instead, whether to name the colony Circum Graecia or just Graecia. When she had though about it for ten seconds, she gave her response, "Random inspections, lists of cargo, and things like that? Of course, I see no reason at all not to, we have nothing to hide."

"Excellent, then I think the transfer can proceed."

"Perfect," she said, sending an aide to type up the agreed terms. Soon, he returned, and she put her signature at the bottom. After the Naashan had reviewed the agreement and been satisfied, she shook his hand and left with the double signed document, eager to break the news to the Vantanian people.