Ashkelon
Establishing Nation
GIECZ INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT
GIECZ, UPPER SWIECZIEMAN FEDERATIVE MEZHIST REPUBLIC
It was a new year, and the dawn of a new age. At least, that was what Deputy Overseer Cyryl Deren thought to himself. A reasonably intelligent man chosen for his acumen, Deren had finally reached his desired post of power after some twenty years working his brains out and delivering excellent results. Yes, it felt like his present post had been created specifically for him. Well it had been reorganised from Deputy Premier immediately after the creation of the new position Nadzorca, but that position had been vacant for several months due to some kind of political oversight or another. It was clear that because of the intrigues going on in the old Upper Swiecziema, some new blood had to be injected. And while Deren was by no means new, he was at leas the right kind of blood.
The Nadzorca saw that quality in him, and it was finally his time to shine.
The representative from Sikandara would be arriving soon. Old friends and a stable trading partner. Thanks to the Sikandari agricultural surplus, ever so generously sold to the Mezhist Union at an affordable price, they were able to ensure a stable growth of the Sarmatian population over the last generation, growth that was direly needed when facing up against the Red Miroslavan Hordes. Now that the Miroslavans had dealt a considerable amount of damage to the Zarmaj and GCS farmland, there was definitely a need to increase the amount of imports, at least as a stopgap, while the farms were rebuilt and the Preparation H technologies and equipment matured and increased in number. Now, it was time to renew these ties, and perhaps take them to the next level.
Deren crossed himself and mouthed a short prayer. Let this go smoothly.
GIECZ, UPPER SWIECZIEMAN FEDERATIVE MEZHIST REPUBLIC
It was a new year, and the dawn of a new age. At least, that was what Deputy Overseer Cyryl Deren thought to himself. A reasonably intelligent man chosen for his acumen, Deren had finally reached his desired post of power after some twenty years working his brains out and delivering excellent results. Yes, it felt like his present post had been created specifically for him. Well it had been reorganised from Deputy Premier immediately after the creation of the new position Nadzorca, but that position had been vacant for several months due to some kind of political oversight or another. It was clear that because of the intrigues going on in the old Upper Swiecziema, some new blood had to be injected. And while Deren was by no means new, he was at leas the right kind of blood.
The Nadzorca saw that quality in him, and it was finally his time to shine.
The representative from Sikandara would be arriving soon. Old friends and a stable trading partner. Thanks to the Sikandari agricultural surplus, ever so generously sold to the Mezhist Union at an affordable price, they were able to ensure a stable growth of the Sarmatian population over the last generation, growth that was direly needed when facing up against the Red Miroslavan Hordes. Now that the Miroslavans had dealt a considerable amount of damage to the Zarmaj and GCS farmland, there was definitely a need to increase the amount of imports, at least as a stopgap, while the farms were rebuilt and the Preparation H technologies and equipment matured and increased in number. Now, it was time to renew these ties, and perhaps take them to the next level.
Deren crossed himself and mouthed a short prayer. Let this go smoothly.