Nation Status Card [b][i]Bahapore[/i][/b] [hider=Nation Status] [b]Current Leader/Government: King Lorio and Hapore Council Rep. Lord Geward[/b] [b]Settlements Owned: 4[/b] # [b]Provinces Owned: 1[/b]# [b]Population: 250,000[/b]# [b]Standing Army:[/b] [indent] - /<2,500>/<90 %> - /<500>//<70 %> - /<750>/<80 %>[/indent] [b]Standing Navy:[/b] [indent]-/<# 20>/<# 10>/<# 5>/<80 %>[/indent] [b]Population Happiness: 75%[/b] [b]Imports: Cattle and Furs[/b] [b]Exports:Ships and Salt[/b] [b]Wealth: Average[/b] [b]Alliances: Achnon[/b] [b]Trade Pacts: Achnon[/b] [b]Cease Fires:[/b] [/hider] [u]The Meeting[/u] “My lord, The leaders of Achnon want to meet you personally to discuss the defensive treaty and trade routes.” announces a bowing Horean. “Very well, when will they be here?” asks Lord Spero. “Um, my lord,” says the messenger, avoiding eye contact “They just arrived.” “What?!” yells Lord Spero, “And no one bothered to tell me this till now?! Do you have any idea how important this matter is? Do you want me to look like a fool in front of the council when I tell them about how the meeting went?” “No my lord! I wouldn’t do anything to harm your reputation in the eyes of the council but you see, the messenger that was sent to Achnon arrived with the their king and one of their princes just yesterday and-.” “I haven’t got time for your explanations. Just tell the cooks to prepare a feast while I get ready.” says Lord Spero “There will be no need for that my kind lord, my son and I have already eaten.” announces a voice from behind Lord Spero. Turning around, Lord Spero sees nothing till he looks down and there is short man. The man wears a red pointed hat with the flag of his nation on his head with clothes embedded with jewels and made from the colors of his nation. He looked exactly like a king except for his height. Laughing, the man says “I mustn’t look like a king if my appearances gives you that look.” Shuttering, Lord Spero says, “What? no, its just-” “No need to apologize. Many people and races get that look when they look at anyone in my race. The saying in our nation is short and strong but don’ tell the dwarves or they would start a war with us.” says the gnome king laughing at his last remark. “Now have you recovered from your shock or did I come here for nothing?” “I’m sorry king...” says Lord Spero, suddenly remembering that he doesn’t know the king’s name. “Its King Nomes and this is my son Hobart” “Really? thats your name?” says the messenger. Slapping the messenger in the head for the rude remark, the lord says, “Yes, King Nomes. Right this way to the meeting hall.” They walk to the meeting hall, well Lord Spero walks as King Nomes and his son do a part walk part waddle as they try to keep up with Lord Spero. The Lord realized this after reaching the doors to the meeting hall and turning around to allow the king and prince in only to see them still walk/waddling up the hall. When they finally arrive, the lord says “I’m sorry King Nomes, I didn’t realize that your kind was so-” The lord stops himself slow but tries to think of a more polite word. King Nomes, laughing once again says “Slow? It’s fine. Lets just get on with this meeting that I traveled so far for.” They had finally started the meeting after everyone was seated, though it took a while since the chairs were Horean size and not Gnome size. “Now, before you try and apologize for inconviences, remarks, and all that sort of stuff. I didn’t come all this way to be treated like a spoiled child.” says King Nomes, with a serious look on his face. “Yes to business. You see the council sent me to meet you and report on the topics of matter between our kingdoms. Matters that would benefit both our nations.” says Lord Spero “I already know the matters of business so lets start with trade routes. I have decide that I will support any kind of trading between us as long as the trading is done mainly between this glorious city called Columaos and our capital city. But we fear that our merchant ships would get enough protection from raiders so we have a small request that you provide the protection.” Jotting down the comment on a scroll, Lord Spero says “Absolutely, We are already ready to provide protection for all merchant ships. But I fear that the council won’t agree to this unless I set a small price on the protection.” “Of course, we are a proud race of Gnomes. So, does this settle our trade agreement?” asks King Nomes, stroking his beard. Finishing some notes on the scroll, Lord Spero hands the scroll to a messenger and says “Yes, now onto the next matter of business. The Defensive Treaty.” “Yes, My son and I have already discussed this matter, we will provide reasonable support in the south of your nation as long as you provide naval support from those mysteries black ships patrolling the seas.” says King Nomes. “How did you know about-” starts Lord Spero, clearly shocked. “About the matter in the south? We are Gnomes, we have our ways. Now will your council agree to this or what.” says King Nomes, clearly get impatient. “Yes Yes, I will get a message to them right away.” says Lord Spero as he quickly scribbles on a scroll before rolling it up and giving it to another messenger. “We have also decide to allow your ships to travel through our seas as long as you allow us to create a embassy right here in this city.” says King Nomes. “The council policy is-” starts Lord Spero. “That in exchange, your nation must also have an embassy in our capital.” finishes Prince Hobart. “We know my kind sir, we are happy to allow an embassy in our capital.” says the prince. “Does that settle every thing my Lord?” says the king. “Yes, but-” says Lord Spero. “Then me and my son will be awaiting the council’s responses in our inn for the time being.” says King Nomes as he and his son get up and exit the hall. Lord Spero quickly finishes up another scroll and hands it to a messenger. Those gnomes are smarter than I give them credit for. The last of the four messengers comes up and says, “My Lord, should I go dispatch the Uaruneria diplomat?” “What? Oh, yes go right away.” says Lord Spero. As the last messenger arrives two more arrive. The first one says “My lord, the messenger sent to Helor has been denied access to the nation and is being sent back.” The Council is not going to be happy to hear that. Thinks Lord Spero, “Ok, go right away to the council and report this. The second messenger goes “My Lord, The new king of Obana is ready has received the messenger and is ready to discuss the matters.” “What do you mean new king?” asks Lord Spero. “Haven’t you heard my lord? The council recently announced that the Kingdom of Obana had been overthrown years ago.” “It has?! Well doesn’t matter right now, report this to the council.” [u]Military[/u] There have been reports of clashes in the southern border and central lake region.