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“Well sir.” An Engellexic man in a trenchcoat stood next to a senior diplomat from the First Republic waiting in a queue for a quick breakfast sandwich. The man paid no attention to him, as it was not exactly a usual way to address a man. Noticing how the man did not wish to speak with him he decided to act a bit more cloak and dagger. “I believe you dropped this.” He handed the senior diplomat a letter and walked away. The senior diplomat unsure what to do with the unmarked letter opened it.
<< Sir,
Today there is a dialogue on the Long Sea that has no input from the Engellexic world. This meeting is a plot to create a Gallo-Germanian hegemony over the Long Sea region and enforce their vision of how trade, military transit, and other aspects of the region must be engaged in. I represent a stakeholder concerned with this region and believe that this initiative bypasses the prior Engellexic appeal to multilateral cooperation. Engellexic norms on transit through the seas ought to be respected, and it is my job to ensure that we cooperate on this topic.
You may meet with my handlers in the Great Engell Tea Shoppe in Hammersmith tomorrow if this topic interests you.
Mr. X>>
<< Sir,
Today there is a dialogue on the Long Sea that has no input from the Engellexic world. This meeting is a plot to create a Gallo-Germanian hegemony over the Long Sea region and enforce their vision of how trade, military transit, and other aspects of the region must be engaged in. I represent a stakeholder concerned with this region and believe that this initiative bypasses the prior Engellexic appeal to multilateral cooperation. Engellexic norms on transit through the seas ought to be respected, and it is my job to ensure that we cooperate on this topic.
You may meet with my handlers in the Great Engell Tea Shoppe in Hammersmith tomorrow if this topic interests you.
Mr. X>>