Though the Empire's involvement in this conflict was brief, it existed none the less, and we do now have a significant portion of our military now stationed in the region as a result. Furthermore we are deeply interested in the final resolution and outcome of this conflict. Thus you can expect none other than the Minister of Foreign Affairs Manzhī Tadom in person to address this. I pray that this session of diplomacy will prove productive.
Osmar Anson Dalēn
Minister Tadom shifted uncomfortably in his seat. For all his love and support of his Emperor, the pace at which they were flying into this brave new world was leaving him slightly ill, now more than ever. The principle that humans could accomplish flight through great big contraptions of iron and steel seemed a bit absurd. If man were to fly, it would be through something light and lofty, something which floated. Metal clearly did not float. Clearly, the stuff sank straight to the bottom if you placed it in the water. But no, it seemed that it was not enough madness that great big ships the size of a village could be built entirely from the stuff and not sink as it should. Now it was lifting of the ground itself and into the sky, free as a bird. It had to be an illusion, one which would eventually give out. And when it did, well, Tadom did want to think about the results of the fall. All he was certain of was that it would be quite messy to say the least. Relief flooded into him as the plane finally touched down, and he nearly tripped over himself rushing out of the plane to set his feet on solid ground.
