NationStates Jolt Archive

The Emperor, Korsax I, sat in his throne room, with his head in his hands. He was mulling over a decision, or was trying to think of something, nobody was ever quite sure with him.

A man with short black hair, a robe and sunglasses enterered and bowed. Korsax looked up from his chair with an empty expression.

"Have you sent the telegrams?" he questioned.

The man nodded his head before standing up.

"Yes indeed your Majesty, and I am awaiting responses any time soon."

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To all nations,

The Empire of Ftang is seeking potential allies, and would like to invite any willing nations to send a diplomat/envoy to our Capital Ship, The Red Dragon, to attend a general meeting with the Emperor. We are open to trade agreements, and construction of Embassies upon our home planet if requested as well.

Regards,
Lord Daken Lorexin
Head Diplomat, Representative of Emperor Korsax I.

The Emperor, Korsax I, sat in his throne room, with his head in his hands. He was mulling over a decision, or was trying to think of something, nobody was ever quite sure with him.

A man with short black hair, a robe and sunglasses enterered and bowed. Korsax looked up from his chair with an empty expression.

"Have you sent the telegrams?" he questioned.

The man nodded his head before standing up.

"Yes indeed your Majesty, and I am awaiting responses any time soon."

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The Imperium of Belkaros will send Legatus Inquisitus Jane Hawthorne to your meeting. We hope a friendship can be kindled between our nations.

Imperator Gnaeus Mundus I

To: Imperator Gnaeus Mundus

We gladly accept, and have attached the ships co-ordinates to this message. We look forward to meeting your representative, and are willing to take any special requests for food, as there will be various snack intervals should the meetings take a while, or anything else she may need.

Regards,
Lord Daken Lorexin
Head Diplomat, Representative of Emperor Korsax I

OOC: Bump, and I will start the thread for the meeting later on tonight.

The small diplomat-class frigate Olive Branch activated its drives and passed through the slipspace gate. Jane was always nervous about any ship jumps, rembering how only a few years ago an Imperial battlecruiser was sheared in half when a gate failed. The Imperium of Belkaros was fairly new to deep space travel, prefering to keep within the borders of its native solar system. This meeting, however, could change all that. She blinked her eyes, and the ship was at the meeting point, intact.

Commander Terek Makinen, commander of the Red Dragon, was looking out into the blankness of space that was surrounding the ship, when all of a sudden he saw a ship appear out of nowhere right to the side of his own.

He immediately called a nearby crewman over.

"We weren't expecting them this early, send them a holomessage to check that it is definitely them."

The crewman nodded his head and rushed off to his panel, before quickly typing a message and sending it to the nearby Frigate.

This is Command Ship Red Dragon,

Send identification of vessel immediately please.

Lord Lorexin,

Even though much has transpired since our original exchange of embassies, we, the Regents of the Empire of Xeraph, wish to renew our ties with Ftang.

The original embassy in the royal city of Khemi was destroyed some 60 years ago in the war with the Pagan Borderlands. Khemi is the last city to be rebuilt, therefore your embassy compound was moved to Tarantia, in the southern portion of Xeraph.

As such, your new, larger ambassadorial compound is state-of-the art as far as architecture and electronics. As with the previous embassy, your ambassador and his staff each have their individual residences, as does your security team. The HeloPad and pool are also provided.

We look forward to re-establishing our contact with our friend and ally.

respectfully,

Princes Vlad, Sethanis, and Strickland, Regents of the Empire.

To:Lord Lorexin

Greetings!

We, Rastier, would like to send our Foreign Minister, Matthew Lansky, to the meeting. I hope that we will improve relations between both our countries in the meeting.

Sincerely,

President Warren Smith

Commander Terek Makinen, commander of the Red Dragon, was looking out into the blankness of space that was surrounding the ship, when all of a sudden he saw a ship appear out of nowhere right to the side of his own.

He immediately called a nearby crewman over.

"We weren't expecting them this early, send them a holomessage to check that it is definitely them."

The crewman nodded his head and rushed off to his panel, before quickly typing a message and sending it to the nearby Frigate.

This is Legatus Inquisitus Jane Hawthorne, aboard the Belkan diplomatac frigate Olive Branch. Requesting permission to come aboard.
A few moments later, the personal transport landed inside one of the Red Dragon's vast hangers. Miss Hawthorne stepped gracefully from the small craft, dressed in a knee length skirt with matching mao-style jacket that was standard for female Belkan ambassadors. She was young for the job, no more than 28, yet carried herself with a confidence that usually comes only from years of experience. She was greeted near her craft by Commander Makinen, then escorted from the hangar.

Lord Lorexin,

Even though much has transpired since our original exchange of embassies, we, the Regents of the Empire of Xeraph, wish to renew our ties with Ftang.

The original embassy in the royal city of Khemi was destroyed some 60 years ago in the war with the Pagan Borderlands. Khemi is the last city to be rebuilt, therefore your embassy compound was moved to Tarantia, in the southern portion of Xeraph.

As such, your new, larger ambassadorial compound is state-of-the art as far as architecture and electronics. As with the previous embassy, your ambassador and his staff each have their individual residences, as does your security team. The HeloPad and pool are also provided.

We look forward to re-establishing our contact with our friend and ally.

respectfully,

Princes Vlad, Sethanis, and Strickland, Regents of the Empire.

To: Princes Vlad, Sethanis and Strickland
Subject: Alliance

We are grateful for your wish to renew our alliance, and we are pleased to welcome any representative to the meeting, but we ask that you make haste.

We are also pleased that the embassy has been refounded, and wish that once the meeting is over, that we send a couple more staff over.

Regards,
Lord Lorexin

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To:Lord Lorexin

Greetings!

We, Rastier, would like to send our Foreign Minister, Matthew Lansky, to the meeting. I hope that we will improve relations between both our countries in the meeting.

Sincerely,

President Warren Smith

To: President Warren Smith
Subject: Re: Alliance

We happily accept, and will await Matthew in our hangar. We ask that you send a description of the ship you will be using, so we can escort your ship into the hangar.

Regards,
Lord Lorexin

Commander Makinen greeted the newcomer in the hangar and guided her along the many corridors to the central elevator. Along the corridors, several pictures were lined across the wall, all of which seemed to be of royals. He entered his authorisation into the panel near the elevator and then gestured for her to enter.

"I am afraid I must leave you now, as I am awaiting more guests. When you reach the top of the shaft, head straight forward, then take the second door on your left. You will then be in the Assembly Room, where Lord Lorexin and Emperor Korsax are waiting."

He bowed in respect before turning and heading back towards the hangar.

The ship we will be sending is the Presidential Ship 1. It is small, white and sleek.

The pilot of AirWolf-1 asked for and received permission to land. Within minutes, the two representatives of the Xeraphian Empire were on the ground awaiting their escort to the meeting with the Ftangian Emperor.

They were attired in the usual Imperial garb: black leather tunic, leggings, and a gun-metal chainmail shirt of a lightweight platinum-corundum alloy. Scabbarded katanas hung on their backs, battle knives and 9mm Glocks on their hips, long hair tied back.

Princes Sethanis and Vyossae were most anxious to renew the old ties with Ftang. The Empire was pretty much at peace at this time, so they were able to get away for a few days of talks and relaxation.

They soon noticed a group of soldiers moving towards them.......

Commander Makinen sent back a transmission giving permission to the representatives of Rastier to land whenever they arrived, before realising a new ship touching down in the hangar. He quickly left his seat and headed towards the two men, with an unmistakable look of slight intimidation on his face.

"Greetings, I am Commander Makinen. I am to escort you to the Assembly Room, where you shall meet with his Majesty, Emperor Korsax."

He bowed to the men as was Ftangian custom, before slowly turning and heading towards the hangar door...

The Presidential ship requested permission to land. A stout man in an Armani suit paced the floor. "What is taking them so long..." He wondered. "Be patient, Sir," a well-built bodyguard, holding a M4 Carbine, replied.

The Presidential ship requested permission to land. A stout man in an Armani suit paced the floor. "What is taking them so long..." He wondered. "Be patient, Sir," a well-built bodyguard, holding a M4 Carbine, replied.

Commander Maniken sent back the permission to land, and watched the new ship come down in the hangar. He swiftly made his way down, accompanied by two of his guards. He bowed before a suited man who he guessed was the Foreign Minsiter and spoke:

"Welcome to the Red Dragon, I apologise for the wait, I shall lead you up to the Assembly Room."

With that, he turned and went through the same procedure as with the previous visitors. This time however, he stayed with the guests and went into the Assembly Room himself.

Inside were the representatives of Xeraph and Belkaros already seated. Emperor Korsax was at the head of the table, with a wine cup in his head, presumably toasting the others, before turning his attention to the new guests...

Commander Makinen sent back a transmission giving permission to the representatives of Rastier to land whenever they arrived, before realising a new ship touching down in the hangar. He quickly left his seat and headed towards the two women, with an unmistakable look of slight intimidation on his face.

"Greetings, I am Commander Makinen. I am to escort you to the Assembly Room, where you shall meet with his Majesty, Emperor Korsax."

He bowed to the ladies as was Ftangian custom, before slowly turning and heading towards the hangar door...


ooc: Uh, theyr'e Princes, not Princesses.....

ooc: Uh, theyr'e Princes, not Princesses.....

(OOC: OK, that's a funny remark in and out of itself. Nothing else to comment on, continue!)

ooc: Uh, theyr'e Princes, not Princesses.....

OOC: Darn it, apologies, no idea why I did that.