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**The Federation of Brislow**



As late morning hung over the designated Nova Domovian airport, the plane holding Brislow, or more specifically, President Kjell Vollan and a translator, landed on the airstrip. The news of the terrorist attack in Monrot had swept through his nation like wildfire, igniting the Brislowian people who then demanded President Vollan to take action. And while he wasn't too inclined about the idea of starting an all out war with Lagitia or Monrot should they begin fighting, he agreed that something had to be done. If Brislow had to step in to try and put an end to the war, then so President Vollan would make the call. After all, his nation was threatened, bordering Monrot. There was low chance he could simply ignore a war raging just past his borders, because that war could very easily spill out onto Brislowian soil. This was the mindset he arrived in Nova Domov with, and he got off his airplane feeling confident that things could be settled. He greeted his escort politely, taking into account that there were still other escorts awaiting their specific leader. This didn't come as much of a surprise to President Vollan, as he was one who usually arrived early in order to get things properly organized.