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KROGSTAD (Reuters) - King Herald VII died late last night after a five-year battle with colon cancer, sources close to the Royal Family say.

The Royal Family has thus far been unavailable for comment, though the official spokesman for the Royals has stated that an address to the nation will be given "when the time is appropriate."

Herald, aged 67, was crowned King at the age of 31 upon the death of his father King Sverre III. During his reign Hryvinia experienced one of it's best periods economically, though many criticized Herald's stance on international affairs, which was by and large isolationist. A strong humanitarian, Herald campaigned actively for orphans' rights and was frequently seen at fundraisers to that effect.

In 2003 he was diagnosed with colon cancer, but nevertheless continued to run his nation undaunted. He was frequently seen in public until late 2007, when he checked into St. Leo's Hospital for a routine chemotherapy treatment.

According to a source from St. Leo's speaking on condition of anonymity, Herald's cancer had spread to the lower and upper intestine some time last month, and he was given weeks to live. This has yet to be confirmed.

Herald is survived by his wife Sophie and son Sverre, who in accordance with tradition will be crowned King at St. Olav's Church on the first Sunday after his father is interred.

The Royal Family requests that in lieu of flowers, donations be directed to the King Herald Foundation for Human Rights or the Hryvinian Cancer Society.

We are sorry to hear about the death of the king. We will donate 1,000,000 dollars to the Cancer Foundation and would be delighted to be of any other help.

Now I have some Questions...

How old is Prince Haakon and is he married?

-Durant Adams, Dictator of Miroxia

OOC: I wrote the wrong name in, it's supposed to be Sverre

IC:
The Royal Family thanks the dictator of Miroxia for their generous donation.

As for His Majesty King Sverre IV, he is 25 years of age and currently single. However, in accordance with tradition and Hryvinian law, His Majesty the King may only wed one of noble blood, within His Realm or elsewhere.

The Adams family is "noble" somewhat. My father lead the nation and I filled his place (through election). My sister, Regina Adams was looking for a spouse. Would it be resonable to let the two date once or twice?

To: Durant Adams
From: HM Sverre IV, By the Grace of God King of Hryvinia, Prince of Hakonstad, Protector of The Realm, etc.

I am disgusted that you would suggest a date one day after the death of my father. I do not know if you have ever lost a relative but I assure you when you do, romance will not be chief in your mind. I watched my father fight the horrible disease for five years, all the while running his nation in the process. I was there at his bedside when they told him he had a month to live. I was there when he passed away. All this, and you have the gall to ask me to date your sister, whom I've never met?

As the commoners say, get the fuck out. You are lucky, Mr. Adams, that I am a forgiving person. I strongly advise you learn some sensitivity lest you anger someone who is not as tolerant of idiocy as I.

P.S. If this is how the average Miroxian approaches romance, I am afraid I shall not take pleasure in meeting any of your people. They seem to be of limited intelligence.

I'm sorry for that mishap, but please do not ever insult my people like that!

To King Sverre IV of the Nation of Hryvinia,

I am saddened at the death of you father and your once leader. Death is a hard thing to deal with, even more painful when you must take the place that your face was just in moments ago. I hope that your reign will be as good as your fathers or better and that the Nation of Hryvinia and the Imperial Republic of Greston may ally eachother in the future. But that is the future and now is now. And now I donate 100,000 USDs to the Hryvinian Cancer Society so that other families must not bear the weight of death.

President and Brigader John Batther

To: President John Batther
From: HM King Sverre IV

I thank you for your kind words and your generous donation. It is my hope as well that within our lifetime better and more affordable treatments for cancer will be developed. While assuming the role of my father will be hard, I have a duty to my Realm and my people, and I cannot disappoint them.

On the subject of alliances, I will need to consult with the Royal Council on the matter. However, I thank you for the interest. Perhaps my nation could establish an embassy within Greston?

To: King Sverre IV of Hryvinia
From: Prime Minister Vincent Altzehy

Your majesty,

The Holy Empire of Urarail express deep sorrow over your loss. The Empire also donates $1,000,000 USD to cancer research foundations in your nation in your father's memory. The Holy Empire does not officially approve of monarchies, but I nonetheless wish you a prosperous reign.

Sincerely,
Prime Minister Vincent Altzehy
Holy Empire of Urarail and the Imperial Protectorate of Macum

I lost my father, former Dictator Roland Adams of Miroxia, and trust me, it was hard. But, I was looking for some comfort. All I had was Regina. Maybe she could comfort you, Mr. Sverre! Now, you don't have to go back and curse at me, that's very rude. Kindly point out my faults so I shall learn from the, King Sverre!

To: King Sverre of Hryvinia
From: Empress Anastasia II of Neo-Ixania

On behalf of the entire Ixanian Empire, I give you my sincerest condolences and the condolences of my family and people after the loss of your father. I myself have lost my father to the hands of Death but I exhort you and your loved ones to remain strong in this time of tragedy; remember all the memories that you had of him and be a proud, strong and virtuous monarch for your people. Enclosed in this message is USD $10 million dollars to be used in various fields of cancer research. Remember that though your father may no longer be with you in flesh and blood, his spirit, that is, the memories of him shall endure as long as you remember.

Signed in solemn respect,
Empress Anastasia II of Neo-Ixania

The Jolt Ordinances of 20XX stood as a testament to mankind. The endless network of fax machines linking every government on the planet together, a mechanical tribute to the sanctity of the human mind. Nothing was beyond the capability of such a civilization, a message could be received the instant it was sent, anywhere in the world. And yet, as the ordinances were slowly supplanted by their backwards-compatible successor, the Ordinances of 20YY, they stood as an eternal reminder to an age. And there was none more keenly aware of the tremendous accomplishment of such a simple network than one who was to utilize it yet again. The dashing handwriting, the double signature, it could only be one man.

Salutations Princess Sophie,

I wish to extend my most sincere condolences to yourself and your nation. There is no feeling to match the loss of a loved one, my Violet was snatched from me after a foul attack by the rogue nation of Nova Britannica. She fought for years against a slowly advancing lung condition, causing her to expel blood with every breath. I say this because I have seen into the eyes of such death, and have seen through. Your time will be difficult, but stay strong for the nation and guide its young leader well.

-Atal Amner, Prime Minister of No Endorse, etc etc.
-Atal Amner, Prime Minister of No Endorse,
Prime Minister of No Endorse
Arch Leader of the Glorious Military Junta
Senior Director of Muncherian Affairs
High Commander of the Armed Forces
Praetor of the Nuclear Commonwealth
Lord-Protector of New Heisen and Surrounding Lands
King of the Greater No Endorse State
President of the Senate
Duke of Havia
Baron of Aerona
Bearer of the Razor of Ockham
Loyal Advocate of Darwin

TO: His Majesty King Sverre IV of Hryvinia
FROM: His Majesty By the Grace of the Gods Emperor Conrad II
RE: Relations

Greetings, friend. Excuse me for speaking rather straight with you, but I would hope we can consider one another equals. I am deeply sorry for the loss of your father, especially in such a tragic way and at such a young age. However, I also feel that it is best for all people to move on, and in the name and memory of those that have passed before us to look to the future and hope for even greater prosperity than they ever achieved in their lifetimes. As such, I extend a hand of friendship to the Kingdom of Hyrvinia in the form of a Free Trade Agreement and, if the Kingdom is indeed interested, military cooperation and alignment.

When you are ready to move on-and I mean that in no malicious manner or with no cruel intentions-Zukariaan royalty will be there in order to support you, if you understand my meaning. Thank you, and have a nice day.

P.S. Do not accept these Communist offerings of money. They are sucking up to you and playing on the fact that your father has died recently. I condemn such acts, and I hope you do, too.

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SIGNED,
By the Grace of the Gods His Imperial Majesty Emperor Conrad II
Emperor of Zukariaa
Emperor of Shansekia
Emperor of Arterusia
King of Aiur
Duke of Taradoxica
Baron of Kahserbirg
Head of the House of Hüron
Head Monk of the Zukariaan Temple
42nd Sovereign Ruler of Zukariaa
Licensed Barbor

OOC: Wow, lot of people interested.

To: Prime Minister Vincent Altzehy
Holy Empire of Urarail and the Imperial Protectorate of Macum
From: HM King Sverre IV

Thank you for your condolences and generous donation. It is my hope that with the money raised today, research can be conducted to prevent such deaths from occurring in the future. However, I am confused as to how the leader of a "Holy Empire" does not approve of a monarchy.

To: President Atal Amner
From: HRH Princess Sophie

I thank you for your condolences. I am unaware of the nation of Nova Brittanica but it is my hope that they will get their due for such a brutal attack. I stand strong, for my people and my son. We Hryvinians have endured for over a thousand years, and the strength of my people shall carry myself and my son through this time of sorrow.

To: His Majesty By the Grace of the Gods Emperor Conrad II
From: His Majesty King Sverre IV

I move on friend, slowly but steadily. It is hard to deal with such loss as you have stated, but first and foremost is my duty as King to be strong for my people. I intend to do so as did my father and his father before him. I thank you for your hand of friendship and wholeheartedly accept your free trade agreement. My father was throughout his reign an isolationist, but I feel that in the modern world, no nation can long endure without allies. Zukariaa seems a natural ally of my nation, and I therefore accept your offers of military cooperation and alignment.

I understand your meaning, and furthermore I look forward to meeting your nation's royal family when the time is appropriate.

P.S. It is not for me to decide to accept or decline the money as I do not operate either charity myself. I am merely executing my father's last wishes.

"This is indeed a heavy loss, not only for Hryvinia, but for all the world. Though I have never met His Majesty, there is no doubt that he was a benign, wise, and just ruler beloved by his people. I send my deepest condolences."

Generalissimo J.L.

To: King Sverre IV, Hryvinia
From: Emperor Lugalu II, Uraartu

It is a sad day indeed, Your Highness. All of Uraartu mourns the tragic loss of your father. While I personally never met the man, I have heard nothing but good things about him. My father passed away many years ago in an aborted military coup, but he also kept his country in isolation, which I have been working hard to overcome. Remember, as I tried to do after my own father's passing, not to be saddened by your loss. Rather, celebrate his thirty-plus year reign and rejoice as you now lead Hryvinia into a new age of peace and prosperity. May God Bless Hryvinia and Uraartu!

Signed,

The Most Sanctified and August Sage-Emperor of All Under Heaven,
Patriarch of House Ounas and the Ekunos Clan,
High and Mighty Lord of the Crown Council,
First Citizen and Primes Inter Pares,
Supreme Protector of the Faithful,
Keeper of the Sacred Law,
Defender of All Beings,
Lugalu II Ounas

OOC: more interest than I thought I'd get, and from some old guys too. Must be doing something right.

IC:
To: Emperor Lugalu II
From: King Sverre IV

My father was indeed a wise and just man. He would have wanted his reign celebrated, as I am trying to in the face of my own loss. I thank you for your condolences and may God shine His Blessings on our nations and upon all that is good, wise and just within this world.

To: Generalissimo J.L.
From HM King Sverre IV

I thank you for your condolences. My father was indeed a wise and just man, and he will be missed.

The sound of crackled flame and the smell of burning corpses hit her as she walked through the lower dudgeons; often called the tombs because they looked like that they'd been bombed back to the stone age a long time ago and never rebuilt to there glory days. Many of them were just simply empty and but there were bodies lay everywhere; strew in various positions; some still bloodying the implements of tortured used upon them; most of them were criminals of the worst kind; accused and convicted though some were simply ‘thought criminals’ i.e. - Communists. Genite Law was brutal. As she walked past the various cells and implements; she spotted whom she had come to this dreadful place to see; an older girl; long black raven hard and maddening crimson eyes with an almost sadistic and plastic smile on her face. She was torturing an older man; he looked like an old man possibly in his 60's. He was on his knees begging pleading for his life. She pressed the hot spike further into his shoulder; her victim he doubled over in pain and let out a blood-curdling scream.

Marimia watched in shock as the man passed out in horrible pain the older girl turned her head to the side in mild amusement the wreaked for sadism; “Pity” she said simply. Drawing a pistol from her belt and putting a single round into the unconscious man right between the eyes; then adding a further two rounds to his chest for added certainty for death. Turning to face Marimia “what do you require me my lady?” she said her voice oozing a certain swerve charm a million tones away from the person whom had just been torturing prisoners.

“What did he do?” Marimia asked quietly.

Marimia was desperately trying not to look at the body and pushing down the urge to vomit; or wet her pants or both. The older raven-haired girl smiled “Commie” she said her one word answer; “The current enemy of choice of The Blood Thorn; last week it was Scientologists”

“It really doesn’t matter to you do is Ariania?” Marimia said disgusted by her subordinate’s enjoyment of such brutalising. “The Dark Lord wishes to see you’ I suggest you move quickly” she added and Ariania excused herself.

The Blood Thorn, Dark Emperor; Son of the Dark Moon and Blood Scythe; Lord of the Bloody Crescent and God of fire and death incarnate; Sat on this thrown of skulls. Said to be made from those of his enemies; the thrown was quite tall backed with human skill's from arm fronts. The Emperor's hands resting over the top of the skull and his long thick fingers coming down into the eye sockets of his thrown arm epaulettes.

"My Emperor" a large well build man said falling to one knee and bowing his head; his hair was cut dark and back short with a well kept thing goatee beard forming around his lips; he wore the traditional Crimson and brass ceremonial armour of a Genite General. The term 'Genite' a colloquialism in of itself for Holy Knight of Genetic Purity An order dating back to the formation of the church of fire several thousand years ago. An ancient order given task by the seventeen living gods. Genites were bred for war and conquering

"Tiberius" The Emperor said; his tone low dark and seeming to contain genuine malice; "How goes everything in the West?" he adds.

"The People are…unnerved; these are unsettling times" Tiberius replied; "People are well fed; but the men seek action; Genites are bred for combat; these times of peace dirty us; make us like the weak filth of the rest of the world" he added with disgust.

"The Empire has been at peace too long; I think it is time we stretched our military might!" The Emperor almost roared like a lion; "But we are currently an empire without an enemy"

"There are always Enemies my liege; Islam, Christianity, Communism, Scientology or simple Pacifism – peace mongers" Tiberius said with a whisper of a smile.

"Communism" the Emperor said letting the words roll over his tongue; repeating it again letting that bitter taste form; the darkness welling up from the pit of his stomach; the hatred growing with every passing second. The Emperor had indeed found his excuse for war and this pleased him very much.

"We will purge the communists for this world" The Emperor spoke aloud and on this day February 14th; 2028 in the Genite calendar that General Order #86 had come into effect banning Communist materials and gatherings. Hundreds of commie’s had been rounded up and sent to the tombs for interrogations where they would either repent or die. Ariania entered the large thrown chamber; Ariania was the spymaster; or chief of intelligence, cold, hard, calculating and would do anything to survive; some said she married; slept and killed her way to her position through murder and ‘black widow’ methodology. Especially after the last spymaster had died in mysterious circumstances; an accident at the volcano of course any one who said this also seemed to suffer an accident with the Volcano also. She was a finely built woman; ‘deity’ by Genite standards almost but still around six foot four inches tall; she wore the traditional black leather tunic and pants combo of the spy corp. but with gold lapels with gold thread to denote her status as spymaster.

“Ah Ariania; Good” The Blood Thorn spoke out standing from his thrown of skulls and walking towards her embracing her in a tight hug and grasp of the shoulders before heading towards his wine cabinet. “You have heard the good news yes?” he asked her.

“The Purge of the communists is going well my emperor”, she said with a satisfied smirk.

“And soon things will expand soon”, Blood Thorn said in his best fatherly voice; “The holy empire will soon regain its place in the world and with it; its strength; we have become weak these last 25 years under Ireul; we have been gripped by our own fear and terror". It was no news to her; she was one of the main proponents that the empire had become weak in these times of peace.

“Ariania, I have a Mission for you” he said running a hand through his rugged if somewhat bushy beard.

“Yes?” Ariania replied with a curious tone and slight raise of eyebrow.

“I want you to go to the nation of Hryvinia and be my special Envoy; take Selene and a security detachment with you” The Blood Thorn Commanded.

“With all due respect your lordship; my place is here carrying out my duties as Spymaster; I do not need to travel to some third world back water shit hole disappearing up its own ass to carry our favour; would Marimia not be better suited for this task? She is a far more skilled diplomat than I” Ariania replied.

The Blood Thorn smiled; “Marimia is indeed a skilled diplomat however; like Telmanicus, she requires some seasoning; and this mission will require some of your more shall we say less visible traits? Their king has just died leaving only one son as Aires to the throne; if we are to expand the purge of communists we will need allies. The situation in Hryvinia gives us the unique opportunity to shape there future with some gentle manipulation” Thorn said with a smile surprising a full belly laugh the whole time.

Ariania sighed and nodded her agreement; “Very well if it will help the greater mission” she said; “Has Selene been informed?” Ariania asked.

“Indeed; she is already packing” The Blood Thorn said turning to sit back on this skull throne. “I will make the arraignments “.

With that Ariania bowed her respect and left to pack for the trip; The Blood Thorn thought of her like a daughter truly; equally as much if not more so than Marimia. Since Ariania had matured more akin to him; she was truly blessed by the gods with his strength and tenacity. Marimia was soft and weaker than her ‘sister’ or her brother but then she was still young and would make Telmanicus a good wife when the time came; however for the moment she needed seasoning. She was a skilled diplomat and negotiator but with a gentle naivety to the interests of other less scruples individuals and Bardial; Blood Thorn of the Genites would protect that innocence as long as he could.

The Blood Thorn Summoned a scriber to his chamber; a man of five foot in Dark crimson leather entered; “Scribe take a message to be delivered to the nation of Hryvinia post haste” he said with a small grin.


To: The Hryvinia Government
From: Regent Bardial, Dark Lord Blood Thorn of Genites, God of Fire, Blood and Pain; Fourteenth of the Dark Priests, Current Head of State.

It has come to our attention that your former ruler has recently passed; please accept our sincere condolences with this matter; We had heard many good things of him even if he pursued an isolationist policy which has kept our nations from contact for so long. However know that while he has indeed left this world; his spirit lives on in the Ever after; and that his gene’s and memories live on in you and as long as those gene’s survive then he will never truly die and in a sense be immortal. It is with slight regret that I must now breach the topic before us. After many years of isolation under Ireul, Former Blood Thorn; God of Fear and Terror, twelfth of the Dark Priests we too are looking to make ourselves stronger. We believe that a visit between our nations even under such circumstance will serve us both in the long run Unfortunately I cannot attend in person due to matters before me at hand. Therefor I have Authorised Ariania to act as my eyes; ears and voice should you decide to accept our offer of friendship even in this difficult time.

Sincere Apologies and Condolences
Regent Bardial, Dark Lord Blood Thorn of Genites, God of Fire, Blood and Pain; Fourteenth of the Dark Priests, Current Head of State

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To: King Sverre IV, Hryvinia

Your Majesty,
Please accept my most humble condolences for your father's death. I understand how painful it is to lose someone who you love. I may have never met him, but I understand that he was great nonetheless.

Sincerely,
President Willheim Zeko
United Socialist State Of Norsikia

King Sverre IV of Hryvinna,
The Indonesian States wishes you to accept our upmost condolences. I, myself, and my nation, knows how it feels to lose someone, or to know that you are going to lose someone, such as their own president, Johann van Dyke. However, though it is sad to lose someone, you must hang on. You are now the leader of your country, and your nation is depending on you. I wish you good luck for the future.

Muhammad Hanka,
Acting President of the Indonesian States