Alaskan Federation [@Andronicus23]

"Yes. Your nation reminds me of another who shares such a philosophy. Though they are simpler in terms of goals, seeking only combat and death. Expanding only to ensure they will find worthy combatants. They too once kept slaves though have since integrated them into their society by allowing them to earn their way to freedom, they created public works; paved roads, cleared rubble. But I think maybe I'd like to speak to your Caesar one day, see what insight I could glean off him."

It wasn't more than five minutes before North's companion arrived, stumbling in attempting to stand on her own two feet as her binge at the bar last night left her quite weak in the knees as a younger scrawny lad trailed behind with a cloth rucksack; comb in hand and bottle strapped to his waist. "North!." She shouted as she plopped herself down. "How is my favorite Destroyer?"

North sighed a bit thinking her boasting of his deeds unnecessary but introduced her to Titus. "Titus Crassus, this is Victoria Bearhorn, leader of the second largest standing army in Alaska. I've heard raiders are regarded as barbaric pests, but her kind differs from the scattered bands of marauders that dot the wastes. Her Guild has rebuilt city blocks and returned stability to our harsh land..." North gazed upon the opening doors as the King entered and took his seat. "I think we're about to start. Perhaps I can arrange a meeting with your Caesar afterwards."