Moderators support the Administration Team, assisting with a variety of tasks whilst remaining a liason, a link between Roleplayers and the Staff Team.
Moderators support the Administration Team, assisting with a variety of tasks whilst remaining a liason, a link between Roleplayers and the Staff Team.
Whenever there is a roleplay conflict in MN (which happens a LOT during armed conflicts), moderators or admins step in and make verdicts to resolve the conflict. Oftentimes, this is necessary due to the circumstances being outside of those described in the existing ruleset. For the sake of...
From the office of Abdalla Bazzi, Director of Finances and Procurement, Sultanate of Egypt and the Sudan:
Order for the procurement of radar systems
Public tender
Public, not secured
To those foreign entities in possession of the capabilities to manufacture radar systems...
This could also reasonably reduce the production time for logistics vehicles like light trucks, which would be its own benefit. At the very least, the production of aircraft is definitely far too short. At the current rate, it would be easy to mass produce an entire airforce during a conflict...
Slowly glancing over the paper, the man would then take each of the other agents' papers in turn. With a healthy amount of scrutiny brought on solely by his distaste for their demeanor, he double and triple checked the records until he was satisfied. In the end, he stamped their papers and...
Slowly, a grin would spread across the Sultan's face, showing tea-stained teeth. Flickering in his eyes was the spirit of the old Mideast; the blood and souls of thousands of dead faithful who had thrown their lives into the fire for their Sultans. He was ready to bring history back to life in...
Staring coldly at the Kurd, Abdelaziz's friendly demeanor slipped in and out.
"Your trust is not something we need. Our trust is something you do. I guarantee you, the alternative is not pleasant for you. You work with us, and you will have everything you dream of. You do not, and your bones...
To: Myanma Department of Foreign Affairs
From: Zero Jabour, Chief of International Affairs
Subject: Concerning Monarchism and the Current World Order
Security Clearance: Government; Protected
To whom it may concern,
Congratulations on your nation's newfound...
"Well the current concern of Turkey is not in question. We are satisfied in our fact finding that they are unstable and in need of new leadership. Traditional monarchism is not our proposal; rather, a combination of benevolent monarchism and Ottomanism. A pan-arab union, with a strong monarch at...
"Unfortunately, mister, this is the way these things work. It wouldn't be very smart of these benefactors to reveal their identities, as it would compromise their ability to support you. What I am offering you is several caches of arms, for free, and the ability to get in on the ground floor of...
Watching Sleiman as he spoke with kind eyes, Daoud looked nearly twice his age. In robes rather than a suit and circled by pipe smoke, the garden felt like a relic, a portal back to the peak of the Khedivate.
"I am grateful that, in spite of the unusual nature of these summons, you still chose...
With a casual attitude not practiced but instead learned through his years of business in the Middle East, Abdelaziz continued, still in Kurdish.
"It was a bit of a challenge to pick up, but I've dealt with Kurds before. You'd be surprised just how much of a discount you can snag if you speak...
Sitting behind the counter, an older man with eyes that told of his exhaustion took a slow sip of his black coffee out of its paper cup. Expressionless, he watched as the three approached and held out their documents at the same time like some weirdly choreographed dance group. With a sigh, he...
At the palace's threshold, a handsome servant boy would guide Sleiman in, taking his coat and offering up a pipe as they wound through narrow halls decorated with fine carpet and tapestries on every wall. Portraits hung high told of the grand blood that ran through the veins of the palace's...
As the hood came off his head, Abdelaziz's vision spun, taking in the torchlight and men all around him. A dank cave. A little disbelief hit him for the first time: how on earth did he get here?
Sitting down at the table, he took some of the flatbread in his hands and began to eat carefully...
"Firstly, to my knowledge, there is no such activity, Minister. Secondly, it is highly undiplomatic of you to make accusations like this, based on what I can only assume to be flimsy or falsified evidence. Let me say it clearly, as I said over email, we do not support the Catalan separatist...
Kassab's eyes glossed quickly over the email. Shit. Nothing to be done. But clearly, there was some diplomatic issue at play now. There was nothing to be done but wait, ready, until intelligence told him to stand down. As night fell on Madrid, he lit a cigarette and stood at the banister...
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