Kromkarie Evacuation of the conference Middle predor , Southron columbia , Laiakia , Versale Sagami , Frosturne The conference was in fall swing with delegates chatting to each other establishing deals and relations. People tucking into the food and enjoying the music. During these proceedings a KMIA agent comes hastily walking into the room straight for the PM.
"Sir I must speak with you immediately!"
"What is it Agent? We are currently very busy."
"Sorry my PM and Versaleian delegate, but I must speak with you about matter civil matter that started in Northex."
The two walk to a corner of the room and discuss the current events. Sir Jamie begins to frown with the news of civil uprisings in Northex.
"PM we must evactuate the delegates before anyone is killed."
"Agreed, do what you must to make sure they are out of the nations."
"Yes Sir."
The agent walks outside and signals to a platoon of KMIA. The platoon rushes in announcing that all the delegates must leave the area. "All delegate are required to leave Kromkarie immediately, we have provided airships for travel or you will be on the airship you arrived on. This is mandatory and all those who stay will be executed by forces we do not control." Yells the commander.
The KMIA sweep the area around the palace and setup guards around the evacuation area, "Lets move it people we don't have long". Yelling and several gunshots are heard in the distance away from the palace.
Pirate Lord Barbarossa smirked at the revalation and stood up, cleary grabbing a bottle of alcohol and stuffing it into his coat. His and his entorauge simply strolled along to their airship, uncaring expressions placed on their faces.
Hopping aboard the small airvessel, the buccaneers watched as Blankenwald turned smaller as they rose through the skies. The Pirate Lord mused himself. "This'll be quite an opportunity."
