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Wintreath. A land of hope and dreams. A land of diverse and storied people. A land filled with men and women dedicated to peace and prosperity.

A land filled with hate. A land of anger and vengeance. A land on the brink.

It's up to the men and women of the Wintreath Union to keep the peace. The winds of change are blowing through Wintreath. Will it be winds of peace or war?

Acting Speaker of the Nations Edward McAllen

For the dozenth time, Edward straightened his tie and checked his outfit and hair. This was a momentous occasion and he was not going to blow it. His assistant gestured to the clock and Edward nodded. Time to play.

McAllen entered the chamber. Members from every nation that joined the Union was here. He took his place at the pulpit. He adjusted his notes just so. If he was going to get what he wanted he would have to tap dance real good...

"Good afternoon, everyone." McAllen began. "Welcome to the Wintreath Union. This is a historic moment, ladies and gentlemen. We have been given an opportunity to bring our nation's, our world together. I can only hope that the nations yet to join see our success and, in time, embrace our Union. Our nation's are depending on us to create peace and understanding. We cannot fail. For them." McAllen's face let up and he smiled. "But enough with the doom and gloom. A point of order before I continue. Will all delegates present please sound off?"

Delegate Garland Gunderson (North Gralend)

Garland "Gary" Gunderson watched McAllen warily. He didn't know him and he didn't know his intentions. Garland would watch him...

"Garland Gunderson for the Confederation of North Gralend."

Delegate Peter De Weiss (Southern Gralend)

Peter could barely keep the contempt off his face. The Northern bastard plucked and preened like a peacock. Just like the rest of his worthless people.

"Peter De Weiss for the Holy Imperial Commonwealth of Southern Gralend."

Delegate Harold Arsin (Witchmond)
Harold looked around at the other delegates. He noticed a lot of glares between the group. Not many looked friendly. Looks like I'm in for a bigger ride than I expected.

"Harold Arsin for The Grand Republican Empire of Witchmond."

Delegate Lysander Volenskii

Lysander looked around the room. Not all was well with the other countries. However, the United Acarian Empires was to be friendly with all at the moment. It was sad that the late emperor passed away, but he was sure his sons would rule justly.

He announced with a booming voice that frightened some and impressed many, "Lysander Volenskii, Representative of the United Acarian Empires!"

Delegate Rolodir Grenvyev

Grenvyev looked around cautiously, then at his staff, before standing up and declaring to the floor, "The Unified Soviet Republics of Robbia stand ready to engage in political dialogue with the rest of the states of the world, but would also, before we begin, like to make it known that the Supreme Soviet of Unified Workers dislikes the notion that all states receive an equal appropriation of delegates, regardless of relative population size."

Rolodir sat back down into his chair.  The stronger our stance, the greater the number of concessions they will give... and the easier it will be for me to convince the Central Committee that we should remain in this shaky diplomatic circus than withdraw and observe instead.

Delegate Stephen Zheng (Alcubierre)

Stephen Zheng inwardly shook his head at the Robbian's misuse of a typical sound-off. Not that he had much use for ceremony, but as they say, When in Frostlake, do as the Wintreans do...

Zheng stood up and declared, "Delegate Stephen Zheng of the Scientific Empire of Alcubierre."

Delegate Brian Hansen (Geramundo)

Brian quickly stood and spoke up enthusiastically with a big smile, "Hi, everybody. I'm Brian. Brian Hansen. I'm from the Democratic States of Geramundo." He paused, half expecting a response. "Good to meet you all." He stood smiling at everyone for a few more silent seconds then awkwardly sat back down still smiling.

Acting Speaker of the Nations Edward McAllen

"Thank you, ladies and gentlemen, we have a quorum. I hope that more Nations will join us in time. Now for the first order of business. As you know, I am the Acting Speaker. We need to elect a permanent Speaker to the position. Please note that any person elected will have to abandon their home countries citizenship and work for the WU full time. Also note that delegates cannot be elected due to conflicts of interest and that countries cannot vote for themselves. May I have your votes?"

Delegate Rolodir Grenvyev (USR)

"Do we have a slate of candidates, Mister Acting Speaker?  It makes it quite hard to find someone to elect if we do not have a slate of candidates..." 

Acting Speaker of the Nations Edward McAllen

"No, Mr Grenvyen, we are choosing a nation to provide a Speaker. Since we cannot elect delegates. Alternatively you could vote to give me the position."

Delegate Cin'Ciri Wren (Yaim Rusur)

"Di'kut!" Wren cursed at himself as he checked his watch and parked his vehicle, he was late for the meeting. In Yaim Rusur, many cars featured treads instead of wheels, and he had to fix his on the way, as he drove himself. "This is the most important moment for my country and I show up late" He grumbles in his language. He felt awkwardly light from the minimal amount of armor he wore, but still had his holster on. Straightening himself, he opened the door to the chamber. "Good day gentlemen, I do apologize for my lateness, vehicular problems are never fun." He proclaimed confidently. "Cin'Ciri Wren, Adate'lore, erm leader, and delegate of Yaim Rusur at your service." Wren then found his seat and sat down, scanning the small crowd gathered there.

Acting Speaker of the Nations Edward McAllen

McAllen watched the newcomer. "Welcome to the Union,...Delegate Wren. Am I saying that correct? Anyway, any one want to provide a speaker?" No one moved. "Any objections to elevating me to permanent Speaker?"

Delegate Peter De Weiss (Southern Gralend)

Peter stood up. He had enough of this peacock and damn him if he thought that McAllen would get no opposition. "Does North Gralend really think that they can hijack the Union with this snake oil salesman? South Gralend will not allow you to take the union given the massive belligerence of your hostile nation!"

Edward McAllen

Edward pursed his lips. Of course Weiss would try to attack him. "Any other objections?"

Delegate Harold Arsin (Witchmond)
Harold looked over at the delegates, Of course they'd fight, well, time to make my stance.
"I'll humbly offer my homelands, Witchmond, to provide a speaker. I'll be honest, I feel that having someone from either of the Gralends will just end up in more troubles." Harold offered.

Delegate Björn Wolf (Clifta)

Björn shifted nervously in his seat before making his announcement. "I worry that the Gralends are going to cause too much infighting if the Speaker is from either of them. I agree with Mr. Arsin here, and though he is certainly not humble about his candidacy for Speaker, he is at least less arrogant than these two." He gestures his open-palm hand in the vicinity of McAllen and De Weiss, as if pointing the pair out to the other delegates. He puts his hand back to his side. "This is obviously no contest of humility here, I see."

Delegate Lysander Volenskii

Lysander observed the conversation silently. A fight, even a verbal fight, has already broken out. Lysander then decided to calmly announce, "We should not fight and insult each other on the first meeting of the Wintrean Union. I suggest that you gentlemen, McAllen and Peter, not open with such hostilities."

He then took a sip of his tea and sighed.