Mergerberger II

"AHHHHHH" Khan Drogo awoke in a cold sweat, his sheets wet, himself frightened beyond all measure. He began taking deep breaths, not wanting to wake the Khanum somehow still asleep next to him. That's odd, he thought to himself, normally she wakes up when I have night sweats, and that scream was sure to wake her. Drogo felt around the bed and indeed, her side was just as wet as his. Yet still she did not move. Drogo thought this was very strange, as she had almost always awoken whenever he had night sweats, and never failed to awaken when he had screamed or when her side of the bed was damp as this. "Aygöl?" Drogo said quietly. When she did not awaken, he repeated it louder. When that still did not wake her, he shook her. When that still did not wake her, he rolled her over so that she was facing him, and then he saw it. Her face was bloated, there was fluid coming from her nose, her feet were swollen and blue. Dead. Drogo panicked. He started by sobbing near uncontrollably, then gathered himself, and once his eyes had dried he called, "GUARDS!" Three of Drogo's most trusted guards rushed into his room and attempted to salute him, but before they could even reach their arms up, the Khan was yelling at them. "My wife has been murdered! You two, lock down the palace and the city. No one gets in or out. You, go fetch a doctor. I want to know what she was poisoned with, where it came from, how potent it is, and if I have been poisoned or not." The guards saluted and rushed out the door to fulfill their orders. Meanwhile, the Great Khan went over to his wife's side of the bed, squatted down, and stroked her swollen hand. He brought it to his forehead and whispered, "I'm sorry, Aygöl, I should have been able to stop this, I should have seen it coming, I should have been stronger, I should have been more powerful, then I could have prevented this. Then I could have stopped your death." He continued sobbing, and dropped to his knees. "I will become more powerful. I will finish the palace at Bakhchisaray. One year from today. I swear it. If I have to build it myself, I will build it, and it will be named in your honor." He knew that his wife could not hear him, her body was nothing more than an empty shell. He rose to his feet, and left the room.

On a national level, the Crimean Khanate wishes to extend full diplomatic recognition to the Kingdom of Sparta. On a personal level, KHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN Drogo would like to extend his own personal hand of friendship to the King of Sparta, inviting him to Sevastopol for a meeting, as the Palace in Bakhchisaray was as of yet unfinished, and would not be able to host visitors for at least another three years.

Khan Drogo Institutes Mandatory Conscription BAKHCHISARAY - Standing in front of the ongoing construction of his massive palace, Khan Drogo announced today that Crimea would be instituting mandatory conscription for all males aged 18-40. The conscription rule will involve basic training for all those conscripted. Additionally, those seeking additional training or those deemed athletic enough will be placed in the advanced training for special operations depending upon how robust their condition is. He stated that the reason for this new law is "To ensure the safety of the entire Khanate. We are a small nation, but that does not mean we must be a weak nation." This was greeted with much applause. This means that approximately 532,700 young men will be conscripted into the military. Exact figures on how many of these young men will join the special forces have yet to be released, with the Khan stating, "The exact figures will be determined once conscription gets underway later this month. After conscription, all personnel are required to do basic training, even those who will join special forces later on. So we should know rough numbers in about six months." Opposition to this policy has come chiefly from the more liberal parties, who claim that every man has a right to self-determination, and therefore should not be recruited automatically into the military, but rather left to their own devices. However, these parties are a severe minority in parliament, making up just 30/465 seats. The bill passed Parliament 421-40 with four abstentions or absences.

OOC: I was about to flip shit. Am I officially in or not?

The Crimean Khanate acknowledges the existence of Constantinople, and extends recognition to the new state. As we both have significant interests in the occurrences of the Black Sea, we would also request a formal diplomatic meeting with the head(s) of state of the Second Rome.

Classified The diplomatic team from Poland would be greeted with no great reception on the runway, as this meeting was to be secret. There would be no special accomodations made other than renting out the Khan Suite from the Four Seasons in Sevastopol. The capitol at Bakhchisaray was still under construction and would not be prepared to receive any visitors for at least two more years. If you review our factbook, you will find that while the Khan has final say over all decisions, he must get majority approval for all matters concerning war, tax adjustments, and infrastructure projects costing in excess of one billion dongs.

I second Lynneth and nominate JEDJCT

Coat of Arms of the Crimean Khanate Capital - Bakhchysarai Largest City - Sevastopol Official Languages - Crimean Tatar, Russian, Ukrainian Demonym - Crimean Government - Constitutional Monarchy (single house parliament) ---- Khan has absolute authority over all decisions, but must get majority approval (50% +1) for declarations of war, tax adjustments, and infrastructure projects costing in excess of $1 billion Area - 27,000 km^2 (10,000 mi^2) Population - 2.4 million Population Density - 88.89/sqkm (240/sqmi) Currency - Tatar Drives on the right

Access to trade benefits, as well as military benefits. Does a nation need a reason to perform an action other than its economy? Fundamentally, every action a nation takes is due to its economy. And this is no different.

The Crimean Khanate wishes to apply for membership to the European Community.

Crimean Khanate Declaration of Existence This is a message to inform the world of the existence of a new state on the national level: The Glorious Golden Horde Khanate of Crimea, or Crimean Khanate for short. The territory we lay claim to will encompass the entirety of the Crimean peninsula. Our capitol will be centered on the ancient city of Bakhchysarai, which we intend to rebuild in all its former glory. Any and all embassies which foreign nations intend to set up will be located in this city. The Palace of the Great Khan will also be located in Bakhchysarai. It is our intent for this Palace to be the greatest in all the world. If your nation recognizes this new state, and wishes an exchange of embassies to occur, or more, please post in this thread.

Mark Crimea as the 'Crimean Khanate'.

[i]Classified[/i] [b]To: The Government of Legion From: The Office of the President of the Union of Guinea[/b] Because our normal foreign affairs representative for sensitive situations, John Olympio, will be in Khartoum for the foreseeable future, you may meet with the Vice President, Daniel Ouattara.

It was at this point that John Olympio finally stood and spoke. "Mr. Mohammed," he said in a slightly condescending tone, "if you and the empire you represent accept that only might makes right, and that morality is of no consequence anymore, then why are you even here? Indeed, why are any of us here? No one of us could hope to stand up to Tianxia or Athens, or even Draka, yet here we are, negotiating and attempting to reason with one another, despite your claims that it is only might that can possibly triumph. "And Mr. Darren, if you do not recognize the right of a state to exist freely because you claim it has economic issues, then why do you allow your state, or indeed any state, to exist freely? All nations have some economic problems, which are best resolved either internally, or if the nation has begun to spiral downward, diplomatically, not through use of overwhelming force as you have done with the Cape." John cleared his throat and took a drink of water, but remained standing, as all eyes were fixed on him. "If we as states, as African states who share a common heritage of colonialism and imperialism, are going to claim any right to exist, it must start with the Cape. We must realize that all peoples are just that - people. And as people, they are endowed with certain rights, and first and foremost among them is the right to life. Mr. Darren, your nation has taken this right from millions of Cape citizens, as well as some of your own people. It is for this reason that I propose a trial of Drakan leaders for war crimes committed against the Cape. You had no right to invade, no right to kill all those citizens, and no right to blow up an entire civilization simply because they were bothering you. "General Mogar had nothing to do with the situation in the Cape, and unless you can provide indisputable evidence that he did, we will remain firm in that position. Further, as the representative from the Cape said, they were facing outstanding economic growth, and the unemployment rate was <3% and falling. By this logic, we of Guinea have determined your crusade to save the people of the Cape from their evil overlords to be illegal, unethical, and immoral. "Switching to the topic that was proposed by the Sudanese representative, I do not believe it is possible to create a body to solve African problems so long as there are nations within the continent seeking to stir up trouble," he looked at the Drakan representative, who was giving him a scornful look back, but he just smiled and continued, "and foreign powers without any significant land in Africa practicing doublespeak at formal African gatherings," he now looked at Said, who show no emotion of consequence. "It is for that reason that I consider this meeting a waste of Guinean resources and time, and I would ask that if we are to get anything done here, we should remove the representative from Tianxia from this meeting," and with that said, he sat, fairly certain that his words would bring nothing but outrage from Draka and Tianxia. But maybe some smaller nations in the meeting would find the courage to support him.

When the message arrived at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, it was initially sent to the logistical department instead of directly to the minister. When the head of logistics got her hands on it, she assumed that the Minister already knew of it, and though she did find receiving a letter from another state odd, she simply shrugged her shoulders and booked a flight for the Minister himself. The Minister was unaware of the flight, until the day it was to be taken. Not being aware of any scheduled events this Saturday, the Minister was sitting at home in his robe checking his day planner, in which he wrote all the things he was planning on doing each day. There was no mention of the flight to Khartoum. In fact, there was no mention of any events for the day, so John decided to take the day off, and laid down on the sofa to take a nap. It was then that his government-issued cell phone started vibrating, and he looked to see who it was. It was the ministry. Initially, he determined not to answer it, but then there was that small feeling that something could be wrong, so he picked it up. "Olympio," he said, reluctantly. "Minister, with all due respect, where the hell are you right now?" he recognized the voice, it was that of Ellen Sirleaf, his director of logistics, and a close personal friend. "Is there somewhere that I am supposed to be?" he asked, rubbing his eyes as he forced himself to sit up. "On the plane?" she said, rather condescendingly, "the plane to Khartoum?" "Was I supposed to go to Khartoum for something?" he asked, now rising from the sofa and walking back upstairs to pack his bags. "The African Unity meeting? Did you forget?" John felt a massive sinking feeling in his gut, "I was not aware that the meeting was so soon. I don't have that on my schedule," he said, looking at his day planner once again. "Yes, it is in fact on your schedule, but not that awful one you keep in your book. It's on the online schedule for the Ministry." "Oh, right, that, yeah. I don't check that as often as I should," he said, smiling a half-smile and hoping that his well-known adherence to his more conventional ways of doing things would carry him through this. "You don't. Flight leaves in 30 minutes. Be there," and there was a click followed by silence. John had to laugh, he had known Ellen for a long time, since she was a journalist for the Daily Post, but that was 26 years ago. An age, it seemed. He felt nostalgic for those days long ago, but then caught himself, and reminded himself that he was in a much, much better situation now than he had been back then. He packed his bag, and left for the airport.