Jamen Sargolgov (21 year old man, owns small logging company with his dad n the town of Gargaua) (Disclaimer, i am not a logger so i try to be realistic but i donít really know how exactly it works)
Hey! Itís 4:45, and I just woke up. Iím going to go rinse off in the lake, and get back to chopping some trees. I grab my axe we saved up to buy. I am so glad we can go to the market now without 30 soldiers watching us.
Itís about 9 oíclock now. Dad woke up , and i hand him the 10 logs i got and fixed today, and he puts them in his beaten truck to take to the market. He does the business, i do the hard-labor. The money we make with the trees Dadíll use to buy us lunch and dinner, as well as a bit of new clothes, since my little brother Fargel has outgrew his old ones. I swear to the Council, if he keeps growing weíll go bankrupt.
Dad got back at around 11:30. In the meantime i was thinking about how many other loggers that there are and how fortunate we were that our trees were the best in the area. I donít know if we could survive if not. Might give me reason to toss Fargel out the window. When he got back, he gave us our lunches and gave Fargel his shirt. At dinner Mom was talking about how on the newspaper it says that Benatrov Logging is coming to town, and she wonders how weíll ever be able to compete against the company led by the Head Minister, since the Gods picked him as the Head Minister. Dad replied by saying that weíll just have to keep going, as long as we can keep selling our trees and people still buy them for their quality, weíll keep afloat.
At 2 oíclock, we headed to pray at the Gargaua Bavelar. It is the most fantastical building Iíve ever seen with the ginormous triangle structure, coated with red paint with actual painting of its walls. Thank the Gods the building was roped with the Presidentís downfall. I twitched, as i am still not used to not praising the President daily, but I told myself once again that itís fine. Once we got our prayers done with, we headed back home for dinner.
Iím at dinner now. Itís 6:22 and this deer is great. Fargel asked what was on my mind, ďGods Dad how did you afford this?Ē Dad then smiled and said ďOur neighbor Tracena, remember her? A half mile that way? She gave me it for free! Wasnít it nice of her?Ē It was, Mom decided. It was then that i heard that we got a letter. I got it and it seemed fancy. And it was for me. I opened it up, and it was a job offer at Benatrov Logging, with a salary of $22 per hour as a logger. For a split second I was ecstatic, but then I realized that I couldnít take it. I had to cut trees here to look after Dad, Mom, and Fargel. I got back to the dinner table and decided not to mention the letter to the rest.
Itís 8. After I finished wiping down the dishes, Dad congratulated me on my work today and told me to get some sleep because weíre waking up at 4 tomorrow to work together as we need more in stock to fill up Busy Wednesday. I agreed and headed off to bed. A dayís work.
Expect Part 2 tomorrow with Gander Sildamedro, Corinamaxi business man
Excuse me!? How am I a tribe? I am a developed nation with a well established economy. AND my people are much healthier than yours.the majority of my people die of old age. ADDITIONALLY, I am not a terrorist. I have never attacked anyone in or out of this region.
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We could honestly careless of what other nations, territories and tribes think of our glorious Empire. We do what is must in order to protect our superior race. We see that man should be just as cruel as Nature is. On that principle the weak have no rights over the strong. Say? Would you allow the sick to continue to leech from your society draining your resources or would you destroy the parasites to allow the fruitation of your folk? The question is an easy answer for us Hadians.
You speak of atrocities without evidence or consideration as to why. Foolish are those that keep the sick and weak amongst their members of society and allow the slow decay of their culture due to these subhumans. Nations, territories and tribes like yours will always reap what they sow.
The diplomatic meeting between Flashboom and Ruoku Huru Flashboom: We will discuss trade first. Ruoku Huru: Agreed. Flashboom: Flashboom would like offer 50 Dragon racers, our top fighter jets, For 4.4 billion metalface. Ruoku Huru: Deal, and I propose 100 Bloody Marys, the worlds only Militia yacht, for 3.8 billion dragon balls. Flashboom: Deal, and we will sell a variety of material, and an advisor will be sent over for 500k metalface. Ruoku Huru: Agreed, and we will send you 10 slothskin, worth 10 million meta currency (any currency). Flashboom: Deal, and we will give a dragontail, worth 5 million dollars, and liquidized gold worth the same, as well as millitary assistance. Ruoku Huru: I'll take it, match your military offer, and give you a statue and an embassy. Flashboom: Matched. Ruoku Huru: Does that conclude the trading segment? Flashboom: I have no other proposals. Ruoku Huru: Into the tax rates. Flashboom: 20% on vehicles, 10% on material. Ruoku Huru: Accepted, 20% on material, 5% on electrical vehicle, 15% on gasoline vehicle. Flashboom: Accepted. I have one more offer. A piece of your land, for a colony island. Ruoku Huru: You may take one of the peninsula, and it is accepted. We end this prosperous encounter with a huge transaction, and both parties walked out pleased.
With most preparations ready for The Veritian Emperor for his visit to Nicersdah, he has signed an order stating that during his absence, The Prime Minister of Veritia, Daniel Danielivich Deroiov, will become the temporary leader of The Veritian Empire. This comes as a surprise due to the fact that it is a Veritian Tradition that Veritian Emperors make their oldest child, if they are over the age of seventeen, temporary leader of Veritia while The Emperor is away or cannot rule due to medical reasons. The oldest son of the Veritian Emperor, Erwin Jaimovich Restez, who is eighteen years old, has taken to the media to critisise his father for this decision and calling Daniel Deroiov 'untrustworthy'. In response to this, The Veritian Emperor gave a quick statement while being interviewed by The Veritian Media: "Erwin simply isn't yet ready to rule Veritia, he is still a kid. I understand that he is over seventeen and that it is a Varitian tradition to give the oldest child the power, but I cannot allow for an unprepared eighteen year old to take care of the Empire. Erwin is a very educated and bright boy, but his training concerning politics and leadership is not yet complete. Daniel Deroiov is a great man who I very much trust as I have known him even before Daniel was born. Veritia is in great hands. Once I return from Nicersdah, I will have a personal discussion with Daniel. I understand his concerns, but I also can't give Veritia to an eighteen year old." We shall see how this situation develops.