Post by The Realm of Moderal on Feb 1, 2022 1:40:22 GMT
The Offices of Razboi, Gaia, Primisla, Moderal.
A hushed conversation was occuring in the office of Nicu Razboi, one of the Generals de Armată of Moderal. He personally was against the conversion of the Military to the more stealthy assassains that they had become. So he had been quietly conserving the old military continuing the training of the old military while still just barely fufilling the quota that he had aggreed to. So, now with the faliure of the navy he was now posed to strike an gain more power and territory for himself and his family and the Lupta could do nothing!
The conversation seemed to reach an end. A descision had been made, the woman talking to Nicu briskly hurried from the room grasping an expensive roll of paper purchased from the Gascas sealed with the Razboi insignia. The woman hurried down the corridal and away into the waiting automobile outside the building. Which, with a roar of the engine bounced away toward the trainline to catch the train east to the lands of Razboi.
Nicu however, quite calmly picked up the telephone, made a note of the call for the Gascas would be doing the same shortly, and asked the opperator to connect him to the office of Nicolae Salupa to discuss the use of troop transports. He would later organise the defence of said transports from the new Moderelian naval family. Not wanting to deal with the one from WTC and their strange ways.
A hushed conversation was occuring in the office of Nicu Razboi, one of the Generals de Armată of Moderal. He personally was against the conversion of the Military to the more stealthy assassains that they had become. So he had been quietly conserving the old military continuing the training of the old military while still just barely fufilling the quota that he had aggreed to. So, now with the faliure of the navy he was now posed to strike an gain more power and territory for himself and his family and the Lupta could do nothing!
The conversation seemed to reach an end. A descision had been made, the woman talking to Nicu briskly hurried from the room grasping an expensive roll of paper purchased from the Gascas sealed with the Razboi insignia. The woman hurried down the corridal and away into the waiting automobile outside the building. Which, with a roar of the engine bounced away toward the trainline to catch the train east to the lands of Razboi.
Nicu however, quite calmly picked up the telephone, made a note of the call for the Gascas would be doing the same shortly, and asked the opperator to connect him to the office of Nicolae Salupa to discuss the use of troop transports. He would later organise the defence of said transports from the new Moderelian naval family. Not wanting to deal with the one from WTC and their strange ways.