Maritso Locale
Polma, Vatannia

The two old Vatannians starred at the young couple who were clearly tourist. As observed from their clothing, it was safe to assume they are of royalty. The two old Vatannians knew they were from Sanguine from their thick accents. One of the old men, with greying charcoal black hair and green eyes that sparkled in the early morning sun, couldn't help but frown whenever the couple in front of them called Vatannia by it's foreign name "Vatannis". Every time the word was spoken, the two old men felt as if they were slapped in the face. This two were part of the old Cordian nobility. They were stripped of their holdings after the revolution. [i]Mafioso[/i] as they were popularly known, they bought new lands for themselves with what little wealth they had.  Now they had to endure this.

"If that mongrel" The other gentleman started, one with blonde hair and a crocked back "say 'Vatannis' again, I will stab her with my walking stick." 

The old generation had to loyalties to the new republic. They do however care about their heritage. Having their culture bastardized by foriegners was an insult they barely could ignore. The two men looked each other with the intent to lecture the foreigners when a loud yell caught their attention. 

"Read it here first good sirs and ladies! Vatannia considers an alliance with the Kingdom of Kalpia!" A young boy shouted. He strode through the streets in modest clothing while holding a bundle of [i]Polma Times[/i] newspapers. 

The irritation of the seniors were replaced with curiosity. They called the boy over to where they were standing. 

"Lad, what is the headlines again? I think I may have misheard that." The gentleman with the greying charcoal hair asked. 

"The parliament has agreed to inspect a possible alliance with the Kingdom of Kalpia. Read it here first [i]signor[/i]." The young boy passed two copies to the two old men. The men gave the him a [i]cincorno[/i], five cents for the Vatannian dollar. They were surprised to say the least. 

"Well now, what do you think this is Leonardo?" The hunched senior asked his companion. 

"Desperation." The one known as Leonardo responded. "We are dealing with the Caliphate now. This people will do business with the devil if it meant more money for them. Darelle, you know how this crooks in the parliament work."

His companion, Darelle, nodded. They both started walking south towards Darelle's home. Another hour of reminiscing the old days and cursing the new constitution.

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[hider="To King Ausht IV of Kalpia"]
On behalf of the Vatannian people, I King Amanni Morcos would be honored to enter into an alliance with your glorious country. We will review the terms for our treaty. We hope that we can settle with a fair agreement. 

May our nations prosper. 

Signed King Amanni Morcos of Vatannia. 
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[hider="To King Zach Conrad of Zellonia"]
We have received your invitation and I, the humble King Amanni Morcos would like to attend with my family and royal confidants. Our party would number 15 persons.

May your nation proper. 

Signed King Amanni Morcos of Vatania
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[hider="For the Boletarian Commonwealth"]
We have received your trade pact offer and we here at the Vatannian parliament would like to further discuss the subject. Perhaps a Boletarian emissary could be sent as a representative to allow negotiations. 

Signed Prime Minister Francesco Demagio
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