Destiny of Empires [Diplo Game] [Story Thread 8 - May 2011]

[Israel (DoE)]

Mossad agent points at the direction where the murderes of the Mali leader came from: (Russia and Turkey)

[Israel (DoE)]

Even the most foolish ****** on earth can see that the Israelian government would never murder the head of state of one of it's neighbors and old friends when two gigantic enemy armies are invading Israel in the north. As if the one who is already facing enourmous troubles would try to get into even more troubles.

Even the most foolish ****** on earth can see that the Ottoman and Russian government have every advantage by killing the Malinese head of state, trying to get rebellion powers to rule the Mali and to invade their enemy Israel from the opposite border.

Even the most foolish ****** can see it....
Only the people of Turkey think that their conspiracy theory makes sense....

[Mali (DoE)]

Official communiqué of the Malian government:
Mali has a new leader is the commander of the army ras Imru. He adopted the title "Guardian of Mali.
The investigation into the death of Negus Nagast Musa closed. Everything is clear. The murderer is one of the mercenaries who came from Israel to seek work in the Malian army, his comrades after torture confirmed that he had meetings with senior Israeli military before moving to the border. The killer had a tattoo with the image of an angel, which means that sect which is raging in Mali is also composed of Israeli agents. Mali wants to reiterate that Israel began building time directed straight to the capital of Mali, then rightly protested the construction was stopped and Israel without a word, which in Mali means that Israel-Egypt was guilty that we have disclosed his plans of aggression. Mali was amazed at the insolence of the Israel-Egypt who are trying to blame foreign powers for the cowardly murder of the Grand Negus. His death will be avenged, we do not want to neighboring countries ruled by false prophets, Mali did not fight against the people of Israel, Mali will protect life and property of ordinary people. Mali has no modern army but the soldiers are brave and they will fight to punish false religious leaders of Israel-Egypt.

this tattoo is proof that the killer is a member of the military wing of the sect of Jewish angels, operating in Mali, no doubt under the direct supervision of the Mossad.

[Israel (DoE)]

Leaders of Mali,

That person is a Russian or Turkish agent, you can tell by the caucasian skin. Israelians have a more coffee coloured skin.
It has an image of an angel, which is against all jewish laws:
"Thou shalt not make thee any graven image, or any likeness of any thing that is in heaven above, or that is in the earth beneath, or that is in the waters beneath the earth" Deut 5:8

We stopped building the trade road when you requested us.
Why would we build a road for war if we can't use it during wartimes anyway?

And why would we anger you at the very moment that Israel is being invaded by Russian and Turkish armies?
Leaders of Mali, it makes no sense, and you know it. You know that your leader is murdered by a Russian or Turkish agent.

If you just want to take advantage of the Israelian troublesome position, then just say it out loud and honest.
Don't make up silly excuses for your invasion.
Just stand up for your barbaric deeds if you just want to expand your land and say out loud: "We want to kick Israel now it's laying on the ground being tortured by the Russians and the Turks because that's the easiest way for us to gain land"

But if that's not what you're after, then please see the clear evidence.
This man is not a Jew, the skin colour and the image of an angel tell you. No jew would ever do that.
And even if a Jew would do that, he would be an outcast and never meet any of the Sanhedrin members.

Let us live in Shalom and let not war destroy our relations.

Amram Goan

[France (DoE)]

The Battle of Point Dye

Lieutenant Gagnon was looking out a starboard gun port, trying to see the action ahead. As the lower deck gunnery officer of the frigate Minotaur, he did not have the benefit of a view from the after deck. The ship was at battle stations, and his was here with his rows of 18 pounders and their crews.

But from what he could see, it did not look like the battle was going well. The English ship-of-the-line, Icelandic Princess was a strong vessel with an experienced crew. They had beat the French ship-of-the-line Joan of Arc into splinters, and it was quickly going under. But Icelandic Princess had taken considerable damage herself, and it was now up to a trio of English frigates to hold the line. The first English frigate should have fallen to the French ship-of-the-line, but again, crew experience proved decisive, and the Pride of Calais was destroyed.

Lieutenant Gagnon as with the rest of the fleet, were eager to prove the French Navy's ability against the damnanglais. And as the next French ship-of-the-line, Arctic Queen, sailed into the battle, the French fortunes changed for the better. The English frigate it faced was dismasted and then pummeled into a wreck.

A midshipman pulled on his sleeve, and Gagnon pulled his head back in from viewing the battle. "It is time sir. Starboard to."

With a nod to the midshipman, Gagnon shouted the orders. Gun crews pulled at the lines, and with the assistance of block and tackle, the 11 guns on the starboard battery ran out through their ports, ready for the first broadside. He could hear the rumble of the upper deck guns as they were run out.

Then there was en eerie stillness. Not silence, as their was a myriad of sounds - the creaking of the ship, waves against the hull, other ships engaging the English. But the crew was still, waiting for the enemy, and the orders. Gagnon could feel the sweat on his brow, but made no move to wipe it.

The Captain was not timid; he had chosen the English ship-of-the-line as his target. As Icelandic Princess came into view, gunners looked down their barrels, wanting the first shots to hit home, and to hit hard. It seemed like an eternity as Minotaur closed on the damaged English vessel. The English fired first. They must have misjudged slightly and fired on the up-roll. Many shots went through the sails, although several hit home on the upper deck.

Another 20 seconds went by, and then the cry from above "Fire!", which Gagnon repeated, but needlessly so. The 11 guns of the lower deck fired as one, with an ear-shattering crash, the deck filling with smoke as the gunners quickly pulled the large cannon back for reloading. Peering out a gun port, Gagnon could see that the Captain had timed it well. The side of the English ship showed gaping holes, some from its earlier battle, but many from the Minotaur's broadside.

This was going to be hot work today, thought Lieutenant Gagnon. Hot work indeed!



The tide of battle did indeed change from its ominous start for the French. The English ship-of-the-line and 3 frigates were all destroyed with no further French losses. The blockade of Calais had been lifted.

[Mali (DoE)]

Official communiqué of the Malian government.

The leader of Mali ras Imru and his advisers want to know all that they hold the words that the attack against Negus Musa is organized by the Israeli government. Evidence for this are many and compelling, the rabbi excuses are ridiculous, "the killer skin was very pale," this statement is not even a comment in Israel hardly any people are dark skinned.
Mali wants to be known to end the war against Israel because France was the protector of Israel, Mali wants to be at peace with the great Frenchmen.

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people of Mali protested against the killers of their leader and against heretics who kill innocent citizens of Mali.

[Russia (DoE)]

Something was not right in Moscow. It started in the palace and now even the ordinary people on the streets could hear servants from Catherine's Court are talking "the Princess is like insane - she stays melancholic and uncommunicative for hour and then suddenly jumps and goes somewhere not paying attention to anything and anyone"

"Princes! What are you doing?! We are at war! It is war out there!" the fat chamberlain wailed. "What we are going to do if you only mumble to yourself with roving eyes and strange expression? Who will lead our great Empire?!? My Lady! Where are you going!?!"

"I am going to a ball. Cant you guess for yourself? It is summer." the princess said and those were the only reasonable words that came from her mouth in days, yet her almond eyes in stern look.



"The poor girl, so young and fragile, it seems all this burden and this cruel world have broken something inside of her mind. It is not the same daring Princess I am used to know..." the chamberlain whispered sad

[China (DoE)]

The Chinese Government would like to hold immediate talks with our great Japanese friends at their earliest convenience.

Please contact our private office if you see this message.

[Germany (DoE)]

French attack on Neander ship!!

Veneta was sound asleep in his cabin on the royal and holy ship the "Ghosts of Grunzen". He was recovering from sea sickness when he heard the enormous CRASH! Voices shouting, some screaming, some voices in French!

"What on Earth?" as he transferred his stomach contents onto the floor.

"My Lord a French ship just rammed us!"

"WHAT!? Not possible"

"It is true my lord, a French galley has rammed into the bow of the royal ship."

Veneta staggered to his feet, carefully avoiding the mess, oh no, he slipped...

"My Lord are you alright?" as the aid rushed to assist the King.

"They can't see me on the royal ship, our sacred ancestral ship. Quick, give me some servants garments and clean up this mess!"

The Ghosts of Grunzen was a peaceful vessel and was manned by the ancient cave Neanders of Grunzen City. The ancient ancestral heritage and genetic line back to the original Grunzen was alive here.

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Veneta in his servants garments now, peered over the swaying bridge of the ship. One mast had been dislodged and he saw a myriad of French sailors bobbing up and down in the giant waves. What had happened was that the French galley was heading North from Africa when a French Captain, drunk on Venetian wine, tried to ride a huge wave to hasten the galley's progress... alas the mighty Neander vessel was in its way and he rammed in hard.

Damn Francais.

[Israel (DoE)]

The Sanhedrin met in Tel Aviv.
Amram Goan explained the terrible situation to all members:

- Megiddo (Ekron) has been razed again by the Turks (3rd time)
- Nain is in Turkish hands
- Ai is about to fall in 2 periods by 5 incoming Turkish rifles. There's one maceman to defend the city.
- Sidon has been handed over to the Mali to keep them out of this war
- Tel Aviv is facing a huge army of 24 Cossacks, Rifles and Janissairs, acompanied by 18 catapults

Tel Aviv will not be able to defend itself.
The 18 catapults will destroy all our defenses. We have no chance.
The city will fall. The Sanhedrin Palace, the Pyramids, the Oxfort University, 50% of what's over of our economy will be destroyed.
We will be at 30% of an economy compared with before the wars started.

There are some extra defensive units in the south, about 10 muskets and maces who tried to counter the Mali invasion. (but arrived to late in the south)
Would these have been in Tel Aviv now, then we might have been able to hold the city, but the malicious Mali attack is now going to cost us our capital. These armies will not arrive in another 3-4 turns.

Rabbis, there may be one option left over to stop the Russians and the Turks.
Maybe we can convince them to return all our cities in exchange for the holy city of christianity, Hebron.
The vast amount of money the city generates by milking out the, mostly Russian, pilgrims may convince them.
Especially if we hand the city over peacefully, including all financial buildings and production capacities.

We can push them to include Sidon in this deal.
The city the Mali took from us so maliciously.

Members of the Sanhedrin, do you have any objections to offer the city of Bethlehem to the Turks/Russians in exchange for eternal peace, the return of our cities Ai and Nain, keeping Tel Aviv save, and a final end to this conflict?
Are you willing to offer the christian Russians the holy grail of christianity, Bethlehem?

Rabbi Amram Goan looked around into horrified eyes.....
They did not care for Bethlehem at all, the shrine and the christian history.
They did are for the enourmous amount of money Bethlehem made. Money....

[Mali (DoE)]

Official communiqué of the Malian government.

Ras Imru and Malian people are disgusted by the attempts of rabbis presented to leaders of the Israelis to make Mali a reason for the misfortunes that befell Israel. Mali thinks so: Biblical misfortune to be poured upon the people of Israel are caused by the actions of the leaders of Israel, they did enough betrayals to anger the only God, who is now punishable false rabbis.
Let's be clear Sidon is owned by Mali, he was given as ransom from Israel and this is the situation.

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[Russia (DoE)]

The two Russian ministers were looking seriously worried.

"How it is possible the leader of Russia to just disappear? Where she can be? And why she dont care about the situation in which our country is right now with this war?"

"She is enjoying some dancing at a ball with the masses or is in some tavern again, drinking and speaking with the plebs..."

"The plebs? Why would she do this? About what she is talking with them?"

"I think the princess have lost her mind. She keeps talking about how cruel the world is, how the monarchs bring only misfortune and suffering to their peoples."

"Maybe she talks about this Rabbi of Israel?"

"I dont think it is someone particular. She thinks that this way of ruling the people is bad as an idea"

"Hmm, and how otherwise she thinks the ruling of a nation can be done?"

"I dont know - I cant imagine either"

[Russia (DoE)]

The same day many hours later in front of the Princess chamber.

"Ну блят! Сука! Куда ето принцеса уехала?"

The first minister was looking really pissed already.

"We've got a letter from Rabbi Amran Goan of Israel! The Princess must read it and she have to decide what we are going to do! Who is going to take the decision now?" the First minister started to tear his sparsely left hair.

"I guess no one will, First minister." the Second minister said strange.

[Ottoman Empire (DoE)]

In the Sultan's Chambers...

Mahmud could hear the giggling of the Sultan's wives as he approached the door to the chamber...




He approached the Sultan and whispered in his ear...

"They did WHAT?!?..." Ahmed V was staring slack-mouthed at his substitute messenger Mahmud.

"Yes, most assuredly Your Majesty... Um did His Highness not recieve the letters from Supreme Commander Jamal or Naval Advisor Suleiman, or the letters from Queen Catherine's Ministers?" ... Mahmud was puzzled, fidgeting with his collar...

The newly crowned Sultan had already executed 2 substitute messengers... One for sending a message in the improper form and language, one that the recipients could not read, and another for misplacing the message, allowing it to fall into enemy hands... Mahmud hoped he would not be next, but he wondered... 'Is the Sultan even reading his mail?' The young Sultan's shouting voice interrupted his distracted thoughts...

"Hello!! Mahmud! Are you even listening to me?!?" shouted the obviously annoyed and frustrated Sultan.

"Yes Highness!", Mahmud replied

"Then where is he! Where is my regular messenger? I am weary of you imcompetent substitutes!" The Sultan waved his hands in dismissal at Mahmud... "Fetch Taner to me at once so that we can at last get a message right for a change!"

Mahmud shifted his feet uncomfortably... "Ummm... but y-y-your Majesty, Taner has still not returned from the Americas... It is rumored that he won a lucky turn betting on the Aztec Azama- Azma, umm their Ball Game championship by shrewdly betting everything on the losing team at halftime... Apparently he increased his wealth over 100-fold! No one has seen or heard from him since."

"What?!?" the Sultan yelled... "He bet all that money I lent him on some game?!? He said it was to foster good relations with the Americans! That liar! That scalawag! And to not even send back my share of the winnings? I shall have his head for this outrage!"

"Well Highness he was reportedly quite dru..." Mahmud tried to explain...

"Nevermind that!" the Sultan interrupted... Dispatch a search party to the Americas at once! They will set up camp in the English colonies and begin a search for that Rascal! And tell them I said don't come back until they find him... or it will be their heads that come off next!"

Mahmud bowed and started to back out of the room...relieved that the Sultan had seemingly forgotten the first matter he raised... "Yes O wise Highness" he said steping towards the door.

"Wait!" The Sultan stopped him "Where do you think you are going? We haven't finished yet"... Mahmud thought 'That's it Im dead now for sure' The Sultan asked... what about Aysecan? She can still write me a letter can't she? Tell Aysecan that her Sultan wishes to see her beatiful eyes once more"...

Mahmud glanced at the Sultans wives... who were visibly annoyed at the mention of Aysecan... "Yes well um, of course, but Majesty, you see, well she... that is Aysecan..."



The Sultan rolled his eyes "Spit it out!"

Mahmud lowered his voice to a whisper... "May I approach your Majesty?" the Sultan motioned for him to come close and Mahmud leaned in and whispered in the Sultan's ear... "Minister Aysecan refuses to see you. She says she is not speaking to you after the ummm... incident."

"Ughh!" the Sultan slapped Mahmud away and rose to his feet "You are useless!... You are all useless to me!... Just tell me what you came in to tell me and get out!"

Mahmud bowed "Yes Highness, of Course... the Goat..." Mahmud winced and the Sultan glared at him... "Excuse me highness... Amram Goan has sent a letter making many demands and proposals regarding the situation in Africa."

The Sultan looked puzzled... "What situation?"

"Highness, as I said befor..." Mahmud stopped... 'A look of befuddlement, and then understanding came over Mahmud's face... he looked in the corner and saw dozens of unopened dispatches and letters and instantly realized why Sultan Ahmed IV had waited until a time of peace to appoint his son. The boy was not ready to lead a nation in a time of war. He truly had no idea or care for what was going on in the world... he was still a child' ... "Nothing your highness, I will not disturb you further..."

The Sultan called After him... "Tell Amram Goan I will read his letter and think about it... No better yet... Whatever it is, just tell Suleiman and Jamal to handle it however they see fit! No maybe I should respond at least...aargh... well, Just at least tell them to remember that My father was a man of Peace!"

The giant Mahoganny Doors closed behind him, and Mahmud could hear the gigling of the Sultan's wives...

[Israel (DoE)]

"Any word from Russia or Turkey?"

"No, Rabbi, not a word"

"Send orders to Tel Aviv to empty the city, offer Bethlehem to the Turks for peace."

"What if the Russians take Tel Aviv and the Turks accept Bethlehem?"

"Then that's a huge violoation because it is an abuse of game mechanics which is against the rules, we will then ask for a reload to G'd"