Posts from Actaea

Yeah, it's fine as is. It's strange that Medj ended up with most of the island. What if there's another continent between us?!

Actually, I was planning to write in the lore that the main part of the empire is located on the southern continent, or something along those lines. Like, they arrived, chose a land (maybe they made an agreement with the locals), and settled there.

Hero, you forgot about the island...

I don't understand what else I'm supposed to do with it.

A straight line drawn by Arandor; the upper part belongs to me.

Revan won't change the map again.
The Heroes player already cut off a part of it, not exactly as I specified, but that's okay.

Why is this the case? It doesn't take much effort to copy a link.

The straight line drawn by Arandor, the upper part goes to me, haha.

Why is this for you? I've redrawn the northern borders of Arcondia so that he now claims at least two-thirds of the island.

-Calm yourselves, gentlemen, you were warned about the consequences, weren't you?

I am satisfied with everything.

Why is this beneficial to you? I've carved up the northern borders of Arcondia so much that it now claims at least two-thirds of the island.

Okay... it's just that we signed one agreement, but something else happened.

-Calm yourselves, gentlemen, you were warned about the consequences, weren't you?

And why are some bandit-anarchists acting as intermediaries?)))

But why are some bandits and anarchists acting as intermediaries?)))

It just happened that way))

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After receiving approval and instructions from Quasardastan, transporter Rex Ventorum headed straight to the Temple, where he landed. In addition to Letitia, three more people arrived with Hector – two special forces soldiers and, in fact, the pilot. This trio remained to guard the plane, while the head of the VSRV and his assistant went to the negotiations (after handing over their weapons, if there was such a requirement). Hector was a rather tall and strongly built man; gray hair was visible in his dark blue-black hair; his eyes were the color of a winter sky; his nose was straight and long; his face was stern with a determined chin. The girl accompanying him was also tall and had a trained body, as befits a soldier. The only unusual thing about her for a person in her profession was perhaps her beautiful, neat face and long, golden hair, tied back in a ponytail (in the army of Rex Ventorum, all soldiers, both men and women, are required to have a buzz cut). Hector is waiting for an audience with the ruler, following the instructions of local authorities.

After a successful landing, Richard Lazenheidge himself met the guests, accompanied by a squad of ten armed militants. Five of them stayed with the special forces from Ventorum, and the rest followed the group to the Temple. Hector could have noticed that there were many more guards inside the huge structure than outside. The building itself was not so attractive because of its height; fortunately, in Ventorum, one could find skyscrapers much higher than its shape, which resembled something like a regular quadrangular pyramid.
-How was your flight, gentlemen? - Richard asked politely, radiating a dazzling, friendly smile. -Allow me to introduce myself, Richard Lazenheidge, chief advisor to His Highness, the Great Quazar.
The dictator's assistant was quite tall, thin, and stooped, which made his expensive suit look a little ridiculous on him. One could also notice his thin and elongated oval face, short-cropped dark hair, and small brown eyes, hidden behind glasses.
Meanwhile, the procession approached the elevator.
-I ask you to hand over your weapons, if you have any, gentlemen. - Richard asked politely. -Don't think anything bad, but the ruler's safety comes first.
After passing the security check and taking a high-speed elevator, the group stopped at a metal door leading to room number seventy-seven. Here, the armed guards did not follow Hector and Letitia, and soon they, accompanied by Richard, found themselves in Quazar's chambers. Opposite the chair occupied by the dictator was a small sofa and a couple of comfortable chairs.
-Make yourselves comfortable and feel at home. - The dictator reluctantly tore himself away from reading. -Although I don't particularly like receiving guests. - he added.

What if I told you that this area isn't the entire globe?

Oh well, it will do. It’s strange that Medja ended up with most of the island. What if there is another continent between us?!

Meanwhile, on the Island of Friendship, torn apart by ruthless capitalists…

By the way, I suggest we actually name it "Island of Friendship." It would be ironic.

***

Representatives from Agara and Sciencecracy arrived for the crucial negotiations. On the way to the residence, those who wished could admire the glacier-carved cliffs, the centuries-old pine trees piercing the sky, breathe in the purest mountain air, and gather their thoughts. The atmosphere was friendly. The spacious rooms were impeccably clean, the maids were welcoming, and the elderly caretaker, (butler), bowed to the guests upon their arrival. After a short settling-in period, everyone proceeded to the negotiation hall.
The King thoughtfully watched the clouds drifting among the mountain peaks.
— Difficult times are ahead. More and more countries are falling under the control of corporations that don't care about people. Spreading their insidious nets, they await new prey. And the countries that try to resist are taken by force. That is why we have gathered here. The wise decision would be to unite our efforts before it is too late. Let us discuss the various options for our military cooperation. There are many solutions – from a simple mutual assistance agreement to a full protectorate. I would like to hear your opinion on this matter, your priorities.

***

Meanwhile, negotiations were taking place between the Minister of Education of Sciencecracy and the Advisor on Education and Science of the Kingdom of the Great Water.
— We highly appreciate your commitment to education and science and believe that it is no less strong than ours. Therefore, our country would like to propose an exchange program for students. No, the state itself does not engage in such activities. But we propose to create a legal framework in which educational institutions can work voluntarily. If any universities want to agree on an exchange, they will have a legal opportunity to do so.
The Advisor unfolded a draft document:

Agreement between the states of The Armed Republic of Sciencecracy and The Kingdom of The Great Water on cooperation in the field of education.
I) Scope
Educational institutions are allowed to exchange students in all fields except military.
II) Rights and obligations
- upon successful completion of an educational institution, foreign students are issued the appropriate diploma
- for the duration of the study, a special document is issued to the foreign student, allowing him to stay in the country (like a student visa) and providing accommodation in a dormitory
- the foreign student must comply with the laws of the host country; in case of committing a crime, he is brought to justice in the host country according to its laws
III) Conflict prevention
Educational institutions undertake to allow only those students to participate in the exchange who can fit into a different national environment without conflict (the Kingdom of the Great Water sends you only atheists; you can also send us atheists, as long as they are tolerant enough to believers)

At this time, on the Isle of Friendship, torn apart by ruthless capitalists...

But I am not a capitalist...

Yes? That's strange...

1 day 2 hours ago: Following new legislation in The Great Water, The Great Water's educational system is the envy of many and regarded as a pinnacle of academic achievement.

The Advisor was proud of his country. ;)