[b][u] New Rodnia, center of the Krodnadian empire [/b][/u]

Two junior officers were arguing about the proper drinking temperature of different drinks wen two letters shot down the pneumatic mail tubes. "God damnit, what now?!" One shouted as the other went over to investigate. "Hold on a minute, it's straight from Krout himself!" The other replied. "Just wen you nead them the most, the mail room staff goes for a coffee break... So, should we tell them to get there fat arses back up here or what?" "Hell, we might as well deliver it ourselves. You remember what happened to the last guy who got one of Krouts' letters late?" "Good point, probably just wants his brandy. Wait no,... Oh my god. We nead the mail staff asap! 'Says hear that it's headed for Diarjing city, and this one to outpost victory!" "hmm, probably just some trade deal. I'll go get those morons back up here." 
[hider=to emperor Ji of Da Nanguo] From Supreme leader Rek Krout of Krodnadia: I understand that you have recently moved a substantial number of warships up the northern coast. I find this convenient as I am having a small problem with pirates and require additional ships to deal with the problem. In return for lending me let's say, five battle ships, I will repair any damages they suffer in combat before returning them to you with cargo holds full of the finest brandy money can buy. I eagerly await your response[/hider] 

[b][u] outpost victory, Akutsu-Krodnadian gulf[/b][/u] 
Commander Darfor was in an especially bad mood. His transport ship to get him to the mainland had broken down for the third time in just as many days and he didn't know if the old tub was even seaworthy. Of course that didn't last long when he read the letter he had gotten that morning. "Now that's proper boat!" He muttered to himself.