Pelasgia
Elder Statesman
Hôtel de Charleroi, Vascognie, Neustria
Built in the 16th century to celebrate the foundation of Charleroi by Neustrian explorers, back when the prospect of a Neustrian colonial empire in Westernesse was fresh, exciting and (most of all) plausible, the Hôtel de Charleroi had been expanded and rebuilt several times since its original construction, changing uses with every new iteration. Originally the residence of the local royal governor, it had later come to house the local Parlement, and, with the Revolution, it had become the seat of the local judiciary, until it, too, was moved elsewhere. These days, it served the twin function of housing the Customs House and the regional Chamber of Commerce, due to its proximity to the harbour of Vascognie, one of Neustria's most important.
On this early day of November, however, the half of the semi-circular complex occupied by the Chamber of Commerce had been cleared of its usual occupants and turned into a fortress. From Vascognie International Airport all the way to the Hôtel de Charleroi, countless officers of the Gendarmerie royale, the Sûreté nationale and the Garde nationale guarded every corner and rooftop of the city, which would receive the delegations of a number of foreign nations on the brink of war. Inside, a Neustrian delegation headed by the Minister of Foreign Affairs, Count Pierre André de Laroche, awaited, with a slight nervousness pervading the atmosphere.
Was it the knowledge that the Neustrian Royal Armed Forces, which had been on alert for months due to the ongoing war in Gallo-Germania, had now been placed on defensive readiness in the region around Vascognie, in case any of the large foreign military detachments in the region should try its hand at ambushing the delegations? Perhaps. For Count de Laroche, it was a more personal matter: this summit could very well decide the fate of Frescania, a place where he had worked and met his wife back when he had served as Neustria's European Forum head of mission for several years.
« Monsieur le comte, » came the cry from one of the Minister's attendants, as the foreign delegates began to trickle in. « Ils sont là. » ("They're here.") The Count stood up, straightened his lilac tie and headed for the entrance to welcome the successive delegations of @Angliarique , @The Federation , @Rheinbund and @Tianlong (as well as any others who might care to take up Neustria on its open invitation at the last minute), who would be led straight to the conference room, to avoid any individual scuffles that might derail the talks before they even started.
"Your Excellencies," Count de Laroche said, addressing those in attendance. "I thank you for your attendance here, and I hope that we can all work together to avoid armed conflict. I believe we are ready to begin."
Built in the 16th century to celebrate the foundation of Charleroi by Neustrian explorers, back when the prospect of a Neustrian colonial empire in Westernesse was fresh, exciting and (most of all) plausible, the Hôtel de Charleroi had been expanded and rebuilt several times since its original construction, changing uses with every new iteration. Originally the residence of the local royal governor, it had later come to house the local Parlement, and, with the Revolution, it had become the seat of the local judiciary, until it, too, was moved elsewhere. These days, it served the twin function of housing the Customs House and the regional Chamber of Commerce, due to its proximity to the harbour of Vascognie, one of Neustria's most important.
On this early day of November, however, the half of the semi-circular complex occupied by the Chamber of Commerce had been cleared of its usual occupants and turned into a fortress. From Vascognie International Airport all the way to the Hôtel de Charleroi, countless officers of the Gendarmerie royale, the Sûreté nationale and the Garde nationale guarded every corner and rooftop of the city, which would receive the delegations of a number of foreign nations on the brink of war. Inside, a Neustrian delegation headed by the Minister of Foreign Affairs, Count Pierre André de Laroche, awaited, with a slight nervousness pervading the atmosphere.
Was it the knowledge that the Neustrian Royal Armed Forces, which had been on alert for months due to the ongoing war in Gallo-Germania, had now been placed on defensive readiness in the region around Vascognie, in case any of the large foreign military detachments in the region should try its hand at ambushing the delegations? Perhaps. For Count de Laroche, it was a more personal matter: this summit could very well decide the fate of Frescania, a place where he had worked and met his wife back when he had served as Neustria's European Forum head of mission for several years.
« Monsieur le comte, » came the cry from one of the Minister's attendants, as the foreign delegates began to trickle in. « Ils sont là. » ("They're here.") The Count stood up, straightened his lilac tie and headed for the entrance to welcome the successive delegations of @Angliarique , @The Federation , @Rheinbund and @Tianlong (as well as any others who might care to take up Neustria on its open invitation at the last minute), who would be led straight to the conference room, to avoid any individual scuffles that might derail the talks before they even started.
"Your Excellencies," Count de Laroche said, addressing those in attendance. "I thank you for your attendance here, and I hope that we can all work together to avoid armed conflict. I believe we are ready to begin."
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