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@Cyclone@Skepic

Anything needs to be changed that wouldn't be in character or wouldn't be allowed, let me know.

Posting at 99%... posting complete.
Valkalia, Greater Republic of Avalia


At a desk, the Premier was writing a letter. "Hmph. If I had known I would be spending two days in a hotel, I would have arrived two days later."

Elena, the premier's secretary, replied "Of course, Premier Commissar. You are an extraordinarily busy person, and it is simply not right that they keep you here unnecessarily."

"It only goes to show that the Avalians have not yet quite dropped the pretense of decadence, I suppose. But it can't be helped." replied the Premier, as she signed the bottom of the letter and handed it to Elena for mailing back to the PRK.

There was suddenly a knock on the door.

"Madam Premier, the festival is now about to be underway." Yekaterina glanced at the clock, it was 12:15. "Your presence is requested in front of the Senate building. Oh, and the Prime Minister of Yllendthyr will be there as well."

The Premier grimaced, then quickly regained her composure. "Very well," she replied. Grabbing her hat, straightening her hair, and shaking her head at the thought of diplomatic congress with both an enemy and a friend, she strode out of the door.

---

The Premier watched the display of air superiority, and was quickly impressed. Her own nation's air force was mediocre at best, lacking proper airplanes and instead relying solely on airships. The maneuverability of these craft was a sight to behold. She slightly glared at the Prime Minister of Yllendthyr, almost too quickly to notice before gazing ahead again.

However, when it became obvious that the leading fighter was piloted by none other than the Chancellor herself, Premier Velikaya distinctly reevaluated her opinion, appreciative both of her flying ability and of the fact that she chose no formal or ceremonial way of entrance but instead flew in alongside her fellow Valkyeria. She politely applauded at Vortzeria's speech.

The Premier caught a whiff of spice, and instinctively smiled as she looked over at Nahku standing on her left, who spoke not a word but quite evidently radiated disapproval at the Chancellor's speech.

When Helena approached, Yekaterina firmly shook her hand and watched as she did the same for the Elvish prime minister. She nodded at the Chancellor's proposal, and followed her inside, Nahku and Elena remaining outside to watch the rest of the festival.
@MihndarShall I wait with that, then?
Reacting to you both may speed things up a bit.


I was planning on letting you start with that. It's not Velikaya's personality to jump headfirst into diplomacy, but rather to watch carefully and comment when needed. So go ahead. I'll reply to you both in a next post (or this one if you finish before me), which should be quite speedy in comparison since the rest of my week is free.
<Snipped quote by Cyclone>

In theory, I'm the best suited for leading a rebellion :P


Revolution is my job, tovarisch.

In all seriousness I'm almost finished my post.
<Snipped quote by Apollo26>

Uhm, from the looks of things - probably everything. Imagine everyone's starting off sometime during the tribal-age, where animal husbandry isn't a -thing- yet, nor agriculture. Heck most of us haven't even went into bronze age yet lol. Considering the speed of advancements of your race to have had pulleys and compound bows - they'd have spaceships in the next 100 years XD


I concur with the above statement.

Since the Katyushas never met anyone, we can simply pretend they never existed. Simplest way to go about it. There were only 12 Yelb if I remember correctly, so they could have been killed by a pack of wild animals or anything like that.
So the age of interaction begins.

It will be interesting to see which nations become allies and which become enemies.
@Mihndar@Willy Vereb

Oi! You two! Ya gonna post or what?


Gonna post today. Was waiting on Raijinslayer, but it seems that is not going to happen in a reasonable span of time.
Someone didn't submit orders on the Diplomacy, so it automatically reset. XD

I was going to apologize for being gone for two days, but nothing happened anyway~
Well, you did from me. :V

You could probably go ahead now and if one of the other GMs have any reservations about anything you can just retcon it.


No problems here.
In front of the Southern group, Hof examines the spear. He notes the weight difference between the Cindorayi spear and his own, along with the pure beauty of the thing. It doesn't look as fearsome as the Brute's own spears, however. Hof calls a tool maker to his side and commands him to quickly study the new weapon.
"Light. Good for throwing maybe. Pretty. Better hunting than war, probably." were his observations.
"You part of tribe...?", Hof says, curiously.
Then, realizing they probably don't understand him, he points at the Cindorayi, then himself. Then he waves in the direction of the group behind them and shrugs his shoulders.
Elitestpotato


Sonya nods, grasping that the Snow Brutes were asking them if there were others of their species. She then mimes walking in that direction and then shrugs, asking if they want to come with her?
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