Kingdom of Sverige [CNRP2]

[Lysergide]

 

A decade of war and fighting had passed. A lot of people in the world had died, and all the old governments had collapsed. Sverige had been fortunate enough not to feel the full effects of the war, however when the Asian Hordes swept across nations, it did get hit, and it had been hit hard. When the missiles had started to slow down their constant barrages across the ever shifting borders, Sverige was fortunate enough to have the missile strikes stop hitting them early on, and foreign troops withdrew from their borders when the missiles stopped as it slowly became apparent from the super powers that the constant fighting meant they could not longer hold onto foreign territories as they continued to eat away at each other. 

 

In the absence of a government, and the absence of a foreign occupier, one of the rebel factions against the occupiers seized control of the country in a bloody battle against other groups laying claims to it. His name was Karl Gustaf, a young man, and he titled himself King of the wartorn country before he finished off the last of his opposition. He declared his rule absolute, and reformed the country as it was in the old times. He did keep a council for many internal matters, however his word was law, and he always had the final decision. He would be addressed as King Karl Gustaf I as his official title to foreign diplomats, and anything official within the country.

 

The nation had the advantage of being able to rebuild before a few others, and was able to get its famous steel industry up and back running, as well as rebuilding a large portion of its nation that was lost in the war.

 

While it was fortunate enough that it had stabilized and formed a government and a nation in the wake of the war, it realized that its neighbors were still drawn into infighting and civil wars. As an effort to stabilize the region around it, largely to protect itself from rebels spilling over into Sverige territory, and partially to protect the innocent people within the bordering nations, Sverige had deployed peace keeper troops to its neighboring countries. These included Finland, Norway, Denmark, and Norway. (OOC: These Nations are a Sverige Protectorate. Players are still free to play these nations, but please contact me prior to so I can withdraw Peace Keeper forces, and I probably won't be paying the same level of attention as the other RPer's are.)

Edited May 16, 2014 by Lysergide

[Captain Enema]

Royal Proclamation

 

"The Kingdom of Axum so boldly, and perhaps a little arrogantly as I am speaking in the royal 3rd person, is delighted to see peace and stability come to Sverige. We, the royal Imperial person of King Beckwith of the Kingdom of Axum, wishes to meet with King Gustaf of Sverige. In this exchange, we, meaning King Beckwith, wishes to exchange pleasantries and gifts with the royal person King Gustaf."

 

- King Beckwith, Somewhat confused by verb tenses

[Mogar]

"The Japanese Imperium welcomes the Kingdom of Sverige into the world."

[Markus Wilding]

"The Novgorodian Empire welcomes Sverige back to the world. May your recovery from that terrible war be swift."

 

- Foreign Minister Boris Yuri Konstantinov

[Lysergide]

Diplomatic Corporation

 

The Kingdom of Sverige sends individual replies to each nation that wished it luck, with letters thanking them for their well wishes. It also send to the leaders of each nation an aged bottle of Honey Mead that had survived the global war.

[Lysergide]

Military Locations

 

The Kingdom of Sverige had a total of 380,000 soldiers enlisted in its military.

 

The Kingdom of Sverige had current troops deployed within its Protectorates.

 

Iceland - 10,000

Norway - 20,000

Denmark - 15,000

Finland - 5,000

 

The rest of its soldiers, 330,000 soldiers were deployed around the Kingdom, some of them acting as temporary police forces, in certain areas where they hadn't been properly given Officers yet.

[Beauty]

Well I do declare! That is one mighty fine place it seems.

 

The United Republics of Dixie would like to so graciously ask if we could send over a diplomatic envoy to your establishment. We wish to appoint Maybell Smith and Joseph Clemmons as head ambassadors if you would like to so humbly accept the offer.

 

Peace and Blessings,

Peggy-Sue Carter

[Lysergide]

Diplomatic Reply to the Republic of Dixie

 

The Diplomatic Corp of Sverige would send a reply to the Republic of Dixie informing them that if they would like to set up an Embassy within their nation, proper quarters would be provided to allow them to set up a diplomatic office, within a walled building to allow for privacy to the Diplomat and their staff while remaining in Sverige. It would also allow for Dixie to send a small unit of guards to guard its Embassy building.

[lkfht]

"The Republic of Italy welcomes Kingdom of Sverige to Europe and hopes to work closely with a fellow European country."

- Foreign Minister Melissa Manzi

[Generalissimo]

"Bear Islands' Nation of the Bear formally recognizes the Kingdom-of Sverige.

We're honored to welcome your Scandinavian country into the international community."

Bear Islands' Nation of the Bear Transitional Authority

Bear Island City, Bear Island, Bear Islands' Nation of the Bear

[Lysergide]

Diplomatic Corp

 

With more well wishes coming, the Kingdom of Sverige sends out more individual replies  to each nation that wished it luck, with letters thanking them for their well wishes. It also send to the leaders of each nation an aged bottle of Honey Mead that had survived the global war.

[Uberstein]

An ambassador from the Baltic Union of Ubersteinia, Darijus Simonis, would be sent to the Kingdom of Sweden to establish relations.

[Hereno]

Classified:

[spoiler]
A Diplomatic Missive from the RSR

King Karl Gustaf, I am happy to meet your acquaintance, although it is unfortunate that it is during such trying times for your country. News has reached us of the powerful Sverigian naval blockade that has cut all traffic through Danish waters. We are impressed by this show of strength. As a nation situated around the Red Sea, we feel it is important that the rights of nations to close certain waterways not be infringed, and we therefore support your blockade.

However, I feel that your blockade in its current sense may leave these shows of national strength with a negative connotation in the eyes of the international community. The Republic beseeches Sverige to allow civilian and commercial traffic not associated with Novgorod through your blockade, and additionally request that you take a light-handed approach to potential violations of the blockade from ships that have no military capabilities. A tactical handling of this matter has benefits not only for your nation, but for ours.

Additionally, after the war is over, the Red Sea Republic would be interested in joint naval exercises as well as trade in armaments, vessels, and supplies such as petroleum. With both of our nations having potentially the ability to blockade others from important trade routes, it seems that the best course of action for our nations is not to remain neutral but instead to become friends and ensure that our navies work together as a global force for good.

Respectfully,
Abd al-Malik Iqbal El-Amin, President of the Red Sea Republic[/spoiler] Edited May 19, 2014 by Hereno

[Lysergide]

Diplomatic Reply to Ubersteinia

 

Your Diplomat shall be received at the Office of the Foreign Ministry, a member of our diplomatic team shall be with him shortly after his arrival. We can discuss the current war situation with Novgorod with you, as well as negotiate the travel of your ships through our blockade.

 

Diplomatic Reply to Red Sea Republic

From the Foreign Ministry

 

We understand your concerns over the matter of the blockading of the Danish Straights, however these are trying times. Any ship that is coming through could potentially be putting a bullet in a Novgorod weapon, food in their stomachs, or medical supplies for their wounds. If the international community gets upset over the fact that we are going to do everything in our power to prevent our enemy from receiving supplies, then they do not understand the logistics of war. The only nation we are concerned with over this blockade is Ubersteinia, and we have invited them for diplomatic talks to negotiate their usage of the straights through this blockade. All other nations will simply have to wait until the war draws to a close.

 

We hope this does not offend you, as we do hope that we can have friendly relations, as we could both benefit from trade agreements between our two nations, and co-operation will lead us to brighter days during these volatile times.

 

Signed by the Foreign Ministry on the behalf of King Karl Gustaf

[Ovidsidios]

[url=http://forums.cybernations.net/index.php?/topic/121736-doe-of-the-auroran-empire/#entry3256126]Two Auroran Emissaries arrive at your capital building, and await your reception[/url]

[Lysergide]

Foreign Ministry Office

 

As the fact that no diplomat would be allowed near the palace to see the King without at first going through the Foreign Ministry Office, the two diplomats would have been directed there. They would have walked through two doors, flanked by two giant Marble Lions, sitting on Marble Columns. They would be asked to take a seat and await someone from the Foreign Ministry to get a member of the Diplomatic team to address.

 

There wait wouldn't be long before they would be directed to an office, to wait for their diplomat while he was finishing up with some other tasks, fruits and water would be placed on the table to allow them something to eat while they waited.

[Ovidsidios]

Foreign Ministry Office

 

As the fact that no diplomat would be allowed near the palace to see the King without at first going through the Foreign Ministry Office, the two diplomats would have been directed there. They would have walked through two doors, flanked by two giant Marble Lions, sitting on Marble Columns. They would be asked to take a seat and await someone from the Foreign Ministry to get a member of the Diplomatic team to address.

 

There wait wouldn't be long before they would be directed to an office, to wait for their diplomat while he was finishing up with some other tasks, fruits and water would be placed on the table to allow them something to eat while they waited.

 

 

[i]The Moashan does not budge to eat of the fruits or water, whereas the Vellasian gladly, but in a reserved fashion, picks up a peach and bites into it.[/i]

 

The following conversation is in one of the many dialects of Auroran

 

[i]The Vellasian turns to his compatriot, as a drop of the nectar hangs from the corner of his mouth[/i]

 

Do you think the warriors of these people are similar in custom to our own? Or do you find them as equally undisciplined as I do?

 

[i]He bites into the peach again, this time wiping the juice that wets his mouth with a napkin he kept tucked away within his sleeve[/i]

 

Do you think it prudent to demonstrate such disregard to our customs, but feasting before meeting their leader? [i]The Moashan said barely in an audible tone[/i] It seems unbecoming of an Auroran to display such signs of disregard to our customs beyond our sacred walls.

 

[i]The Vellasian smiled, throwing the core into the nearest waste basket[/i] These people value eccentricity. Something "like" them. Why else do you think it befalls the Vellas to communicate with them, hmm? [i]The Moashan raises an incredulous eyebrow at the Vellasian[/i] Otherwise, you'd see their eradication were we would seek to coexist.

 

[i]The Moashan held his tongue, as the dignitary carried rank on this diplomatic mission. However, what the Vellasian spoke of cut deeper than anything a foreigner could understand. It was a great division that still plagued the Auroran people since the purge wars. With the admittance of House Vella into Auroran society, it begged the question if other cultures could be assimilated through similar means. It would have occupied the mind of the Moashan bodyguard, had not noises indicating an impending change of scenery stole him away from his own wandering mind[/i].

[Lysergide]

Foreign Ministry Office

 

A young diplomat, by the name of Elsa walked into the office where the two diplomats were. She adjusted the glasses on her face as she walked over to the two men and extended her hand. "Hello, my name is Elsa, and I have been assigned to be your diplomat during your stay in Sverige. I hope you have been enjoying what we had left out for you, I realize that this food is mostly foreign to you, but they are common dishes here, and we know so little of your culture that we must apologize for not giving you something more aligned with your culture."

[Ovidsidios]

Foreign Ministry Office

 

A young diplomat, by the name of Elsa walked into the office where the two diplomats were. She adjusted the glasses on her face as she walked over to the two men and extended her hand. "Hello, my name is Elsa, and I have been assigned to be your diplomat during your stay in Sverige. I hope you have been enjoying what we had left out for you, I realize that this food is mostly foreign to you, but they are common dishes here, and we know so little of your culture that we must apologize for not giving you something more aligned with your culture."

 

The Vellasian smiled, not all, madam Elsa. Your foods are perfectly sufficient for us-….he angles  his head to the side, not quite making eye contact with fellow emissary, but implying it none the less, well, for me at least. I hope you will not be disturbed if in the presence of two bodies, you will only hear one voice. My compatriot here is an escort, and shall serve no other duty than to ensure I am protected long enough to get this box to your leader.

 

He swivels the box with ease, letting it twirl in perfect balance on his index finger. Had Elsa been trained in the strictest of disciplines as every Auroran soldier would have been (this Vellasian being a very extreme exception), she would have been able to feel the sudden, most infinitesimal discomfort in the Moashan from such a trick. He doesn’t keep the act going for long, and the box stops suddenly beneath the grasp of all five fingers of the same hand, with the jeweled formed flag of the Kingdom of Sverige.

 

Now Elsa, I have not had the honor to tour the grandeur of your country, or witness the history of your proud people, and the only cities I have laid my eyes upon were those seen as specks from our journey to your homeland. Where your camaraderie and presence I am most excited to entertain in what would be a most memorable stay, his face that had been humoring a smile that throughout danced between pretentious ploy and genuine amity had suddenly stiffened, and though his tone and facial manners shifted, his tone didn’t seem to loose it’s alluring appeal, it is important that before any revelries are shared, I must first see your King.

 

The Moashan who had detected the sudden shift in his partner’s energy, had slowly moved his gaze to try and read the current developing situation. Though the Moashan did not know the language the two were sharing, one universal language all animals shared was beyond expression in words, but of sound, stance, and muscle tension. Perhaps the Vellasian was leading him on, perhaps he was trying a battle dance with the woman that he was unfamiliar with. After all, the only culture the Moashan ever knew about was his own. Women, were also entreated in a similar fashion of to and fro courtship. Where the training of Vellasian diplomats were sometimes shrouded in exaggerative claims by those Aurorans not priviledged to learn them (just like each house had their own special training courses) ,the Moashan did not forget that, of all the Vellasian Emissaries sent out on their unified mission for peace, he was was partnered with the Mundokiir of House Vella.

 

In the mind of the Moashan

 

His tricks are willy, and his performances seem questionable at best. But this is Archekro…

 

His mind flashes back to something Mundokiir Turo'Mar of House Moash had told him before he left

 

A word of advice, soldier, you have been paired with Archekro because, of all the cultures we have sent diplomats to, the Kingdom of Sverige is the Mundokiir’s favorite. Do not underestimate his guile and cunning. He could easily put you under your own sword without the effort of batting an eye. He is the only Vellasian who is skilled in martial profession equivalent to Arbiters. You best keep out of his way, and follow very closely any instructions he gives you. If he says, eat, eat; if he says drink, drink.

 

The Moashan nodded, saluting at once to the words his House Leader had told him.

 

And another thing, ensure that once he has delivered the box he comes straight back here. Archekro has an…eccentric…personality. Not one weakened to lavish foods or riches, but those of culture, history, and architecture. The sole existing heir to House Vella needs to return home. He can see all those sights he wishes from the safety and security of our sacred lands. You are dismissed.

 

His mind snaps back to the current situation

 

The Moashan breaks his gaze from the two and continues staring off into the distance.

 

In the Moashan's mind

 

I wonder what Archekro see’s in these people. I wonder what any Vellasian sees in anyone.

Edited May 22, 2014 by Ovidsidios

[Hereno]

The Republic wishes to establish an embassy in Stockholm.

[Lysergide]

Diplomatic Note from Sverige To the Red Sea Republic

 

Permission will be granted to establish an embassy within our nation, and a piece of property will be allotted to your nation to build an embassy building to house your ambassador and their staff. You will also be allowed to maintain guards for your embassy.

 

Foreign Ministry Office

 

She walked over to the other side of the table and sat down across from the two men. "I am fine, this is not an uncommon practice to have a body guard with a diplomat as they travel to foreign countries." She adjusted herself in her chair before leaning forward. "Perhaps we can arrange a tour of our country for you and your counter part, however the request to see our King I must decline at this time as we do not know you, or your people, and at this time we have only recently come out of a war, so we are still on high alert in our nation, and we cannot and will not risk the life of our King."

Edited May 25, 2014 by Lysergide

[Ovidsidios]

Foreign Ministry Office

 

She walked over to the other side of the table and sat down across from the two men. "I am fine, this is not an uncommon practice to have a body guard with a diplomat as they travel to foreign countries." She adjusted herself in her chair before leaning forward. "Perhaps we can arrange a tour of our country for you and your counter part, however the request to see our King I must decline at this time as we do not know you, or your people, and at this time we have only recently come out of a war, so we are still on high alert in our nation, and we cannot and will not risk the life of our King."

 

 

The Vellasian raised his eyebrows as he strained a smile. He slowly turned towards his guard who still stood at perfect attention, completely unaware of the current situation. He traced his gaze as if following a beam of light, and when he had collected his thoughts, sighed, and broke his gaze from this imaginable point. What world is this that everyone’s afraid to die?

 

You press my request with a very tempting proposal. However, your offer seems negligent of this unyielding detail: only your King can receive this invaluable gift of Auroran amity. We cannot leave until this is done.

 

He pressed his fingers to his lips, before making a gesture of feigned surrender I understand that in your role, with its natural deficiencies, these sort of matters seem trivial, but if a Kingdom refuses a Kingdom then friends are not made. He raises the box as though he were handing it to her, surfaces for binding men in words of script is not common practice in the lands of Aurora. When there is a bond to be formed between kings, we do not bring them the shackles of legislation. He withdraws the box till it rests close to his person, we bring tokens of trust and words bound in honor.

 

Throughout his delivery he had moved in light paces. When he spoke it almost seemed like it was a distant thing, as if he were following a path in hopes of something. The Vellesian was by both age and rank older than his Moashan counterpart, and most often displayed tendencies of a jaded, pessimistic cynic who really had a love for nothing. Yet  the burgeoning  lands of this frozen country was everything as home as he could have wanted. Growing up in the jagged mountains of what was Hell’As-ko[1] rubbed off into his character. Very few Aurorans prefer the bitter, cold and arid winters or damp but still cold summers. They have a condescending undertone that stems from a self-developed apathy. But despite their subtle bite, there are rare moments when personality traits bleed past their natural influences, and even so for the Mundokiir of House Vellas. To stand in a room in a country so far from home, and yet could not be closer to it, was distracting.

 

In Auroran

I don’t think our visit here will be met with very much success.

 

The Moashan didn’t move. Of course he wouldn’t, the success of this mission was on the Vellasian, not him. The Mundokiir smiled smugly, turning on his heels, and stood facing the lady diplomat

 

This box is like shaking the hand of the entire Auroran Empire. I don’t know how you feel to have an extended hand swatted, but I can’t imagine it is a desirable feeling. Much less for an entire people. He courteously bowed, and addressed his companion with a click and nod of his head. Both of the Aurorans moved relatively close to the other on their way out the door. The Vellasian would point to certain pictures of famous men and address the Moashan very informatively. The Moashan, either out of sheer disinterest or expected protocol (perhaps a bit of both), never changed his expression or responded to the Mundokiir. The Vellasian stopped somewhere a little bit out of the room he was just in, before a picture of the current king, King…..

 

[b]In Auroran[/b]

 

Who is that? The Moashan queried after several moments that the Vellasian stood staring at the picture.

 

This is the king of these Ice lands, and, like snapping out of a trance, the Vellasian turns back and proceeds to walk to the exit, mumbling to himself, and if they so will it, the King of all the Frozen Lands.

[1]  (Ar. Literally “front teeth protruding” follows an Auroran cosmological myth passed down through oral tradition.)