To:-
King Andrew of Seaforth
King Rutger of Altona
Queen Karin & King Jonas of Hassfurt
Prince Vincenzo, Regent of Vaguzia
Grand Duke Hugo Lascelles of Bakkermaya
Royal Overseer Stanley Keyes of Eskdale
President Binyamin Elwes of Zimalia
Over the last few hours it has come to our attention that a crisis is beginning to materialise in our neighbouring nation of Heyra. Normally as this region contains several key regional organisations I would have attempted to discuss the matter through those however with these bodies having considerable overlap I believe a more productive use of time would be to have one meeting for those nations based in the region. I am also aware that several nations among you have been discussing potential membership of one if not more of the organisations. As a result I believe it is a good moment in time to show them how well our region can work together.
Should you accept this invitation please send a delegation to Ostlake as soon as possible. Arrangements will be put in place to allow, if required, extended stay for either all or part of your delegation. Time is of the urgency as it is believed violence is spreading throughout the capital of mainland Heyra.
May The Gods Watch Over You and Your Nation Know Peace
King David III of East Moreland.
David had wanted to get Therz to the meeting, or at least someone trusted by her and so had placed a phone call to his friend Alex Redfern. It was well known that Red Legion utilised a network of veterans who had settled around the world from time to time and surely Redfern would known someone. It had taken the trusted friend of the monarch a few hours but he'd tracked down Robert Grant, a former Sergeant who 20 years ago had undertaken some missionary work in Royal Seleucid, meet the love of his life and remained. He now worked for a business based in Meybad offering advice on security for a wide variety of businesses. His work often took him to Tamora and armed with Alex Redfern's message from King David he had headed to the gates of the Imperial Palace where Redfern had told him Therz was likely taking refuge. He showed the gate guards his Red Legion veterans ID and informed them he had a message for Therz and as per instructions he left it with them hopeful it would find its way to its target.
The message was simple, it told Therz of the time and place of the meeting and had the contact details of the former Sergeant. There was a plane marked as belonging to a company called Blade Enterprises, a cover company for several Red Legion operations in the past. If anyone dug down the aircraft would come out as belonging to a company based in Ostlake and involved in mapping of resources and other associated acts. It was on paper highly successful and coming to an oil rich nation would be no surprise. In truth however it was one of the old royal aircraft
Ironside One complete with all its gadgets for security. It was flown by
Alice Graham from the Joint Forces Specialist Aviation Wing with
Tom Barks riding shotgun as a steward.
They had no idea if Therz would accept the ride or invitation but either way it had been a useful exercise.
At Ostlake arrangements had been made at Ostlake East. It was one of the four bases that surrounded the lake from which the area took its name. Each of the cardinal points housed a base but East was the most presitious, it was the oldest, housed the Armies Officer Training School and a building known as the
Roundal it was on the surface just a circular building with beautiful oak panels and a circular table. It was used only a few times a year openly, for a Heads of Forces dinner with the King, what it also had though was the only access to a seperate labrynth of corridors and offices used only during crisis if the King was in Ostlake. It had taken a few hours for staff to come in and clean things down ready for the arrival of what could potentially be the first foreigners to enter this area.
The other advantage of this location was that from landing their aircraft the visitors could be taken by car straight across to the Roundal and then down into the briefing room where the Morelanders were waiting.
The first to arrive received no fanfare or grand welcoming, this was not a time to celebrate but instead an Air Force Squadron Leader accompanied them into a vehicle which he drove himself. Upon reaching the Roundal he scanned his ID badge and where normally a banqueting table for eight would be waiting it was full of laptop using airmen with cameras and printers. "Sorry but to ease you're stay here we need to issue some ID" each person was photographed and handed a credit card sized pass which they were asked to display on a lanyard around their neck. "These will get you through all the doors here but also if need be over in the Royal Mess if you stay this evening." As by demonstration he tapped the card and showed them down a spiral set of steps until they must have been a good 10meters underground. They moved along a long corridor and then into a huge hall full of desks but with what looked like a glass box in the centre, it was there King David and the Morelanders sat waiting. The only thing breaking up the line of sight into the glass box was a few TV screens. "Welcome to Ostlake" David greeted the first person as they walked in.