All we want is trade with our northern neighbours!
I like to offer trade (with a ship of grain as a gift)
Castile would like to trade with you.
We also offer trade, but an alliance too! May our Merchant Republics prosper!
Boom! Trade is immediately established between us all. Thank you all indeed! Lenin, your alliance offer has been put to a vote, and the council has accepted! We merchants must stand strong together.
The Greater Gandharan diplomat offers trade and alliance.
Trade is accepted! Alliance is being considered as conditions develop! Do keep in touch!
The ambassador has decided to stay, to keep in touch....
A diplomat from the German Empire arrives in the capital of the norvegian people, Oslo. When the german merchant ship anchored in the port of Oslo, the diplomat 'Maximiliam von Baden' was very impressed by the amount of ships and merchants trading there. As he was hungry, he decided to buy a delicious fish from the North Sea. This merchant who sold him the fish, appeared to be a good friend of the norvegian Chairman Karlof Feldstad. 'Excuse me, Sir. Are you a diplomat?' Max answered :'Oh, yes. How do you know?' 'Oh,well I saw your noble clothes and I guessed it. Do you want to have an audience with our chairman?' Max : 'Indeed, I do.' 'Well, that's good. If you wish, I can organize one for you in 3 hours.' 'Very fine, Sir.'
And lo, the merchant spoke the truth, for a message inviting Maximilian to the Council Chambers arrived within the hour. Chairman Karlof Feldstad, Treasurer Felthrup Stargraven and Councillor Hercól Stanapeth await the diplomat within.
After he went through the opened doors to the office of the Chairman of Norway, he bowed and spoke : Good Day dear Norvegian Friend, I am coming to present you an offer. It was given to me by his majesty, Kaiser Wilhelm III. von Rosenberg. It contains, that you, the Merchants of Norway, join a trading union with the Merchants from Germany, to increase the trading income for both countries, but also for increasing the relationships between our two countries. The Kaiser would be very pleased to hear your answer. But remind, this is whether a military , nor a defensive alliance. It is a union for increasing trade between our two nations. (OOC: This is just a RP for offering a close trade agreement between our countries)
"This is great news Maximilian," the Chairman exclaims. "We are happy to accept indeed! In fact, let's even take it a step further and write up a non aggression treaty!" Treasurer Stargraven hands a document to Feldstad. "What's this?" Feldstad asks. "Why, my esteemed colleague seems to have one written up already. Why don't we trade signatures?" he asks, a glint in his eye. (OOC: We accept the trade and offer a non aggro pact for however long as you like)
Of course. He signs the document after he read it. Then it's signed, I guess. The Non-Aggression Pact is accepted as well. Would you accept a 15-years Non-Aggression Pact? (30 rounds)
"15 years is lovely, Sir Maximilian," the Chairman says. "Our new pacts shall be declared to the world!" "Now, is there anything else you'd like to talk about? If not, please do enjoy your stay here in Oslo," the Chairman stands to shake the Germans hand.
Hmm yes, there would be one thing. I would like to talk with you about Scandinavia. In the german opinion, you can pretty much have all of Scandinavia, except 1 danish region in the very south of Denmark. There is living a big minority of german speaking people, which is why we would like to annex it. You can conquer all the rest of Scandinavia and Jutland then, if you wish.
"Holstein, you mean? The region you currently own in the south of Denmark? "We see no problem with that. As far as we are concerned, those lands are yours and will stay that way."
No I mean the two regions north of the region we currently own.
Oh. Yeah sure.
Very well, Sir. God bless Norway.
A Brig appears on the Horizon. It's sails drawn and the mighty ship seems battered. The waves rock this mighty ship. At first a few peasants mistake it for an attack. The Flag pole emerges from the clouds... The Papal States? The Boat Anchors in the harbor and a man walks off of it, his voice has a strong Italian accent, although his skin is tanned very much. He walks off in a proud stature, he scouts the area, he attempts talking with some of the locals but they either ignore him or do not speak Latin, he calls out, not loud enough to get everyones attention, but loud enough to get above the bustle of noise, "Does none of you speak Latin? I wish to speak to your Leader!" OOC: This is not a fleet so it is not official neither on the map
