Dalimbar

Clarkson, Hammond and May had all been through a fair bit. Uncovering hidden Ryxtylopian slums, meeting the Tsar's security and doing surprisingly well in The Genesis, it was time for a bit of relaxation...
D. Handpump: You said this would be relaxing.
J. Clarkson: It is.
[May is up a ladder on the roof of the building where the trio is staying. Clarkson holds back laughter.]
D. Handpump: I don't like it.
R. Hammond: It's just a ladder! It's a simple enough thing to operate, climb it!
D. Handpump: Not if you're me, it's not.
[Clarkson looks toward the camera The Stig is holding and the viewers beyond it.]
J. Clarkson: Now I should point out to the viewers that James is scared of heights. Like, really scared.
D. Handpump: How many of Clarkov's art pieces are up here?
R. Hammond: One.
D. Handpump: One?!
R. Hammond: Yes, a drawing.
D. Handpump: Just leave it!
R. Hammond: Furu's bodyguard will shoot us, mate, we can't.
D. Handpump: Wha- Just because that expressionless confusing disabled bastard is hanging around in there blabbing about dandelions or something, we have to retrieve their piece of paper?
J. Clarkson: Furu never asked for this, Esmeralda made us do it after she found out you had misplaced it.
D. Handpump: ...I was sort of hoping you didn't know that.
R. Hammond: Yeah, we gotta do it, no choice, so get up here and get on with it.
D. Handpump: Hammond, I... I- I hate... I hate heights, you know I do. I hate ladders, I hate bodyguards.
J. Clarkson: You got on just fine with Vanya, Handpump.
D. Handpump: Very funny.
R. Hammond: Furu's self-appointed bodyguard... don't you think she's being a bit vindictive?
J. Clarkson: Yes, but what is a fat middle aged man supposed to do?
R. Hammond: Honestly, this makes me wonder why we don't meet people of other nations often.
D. Handpump: Well, the last time we did was with Quiyakaso and that ended about as well as you'd expect.
R. Hammond: Oh yeah.
J. Clarkson: Uh, guys? I just got the results in, we beat Fujai 2-0.
R. Hammond: That's good and all, but we need to finish this off.
                                  
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Zou Liqin, Jiang Yunru & Zhong Dongmei are students at Anzhou Medical University. They share a flat in Yantai City, 20 minutes away from their university by subway. Zou and Jiang are at home.
Liqin: "Hey, Yunru. Are we ordering takeout tonight?"
Yunru: "Why? We have food at home."
Liqin: "It's Sekiya's big game against Cambria, you don't think this is a special occasion?"
Yunru: "Who cares? We've already made it out of the group stages... Plus, everyone's going to be ordering takeout tonight..."
Liqin: "That's true... but we should still watch it! Maybe we can ask Dongmei to get something on her way home..."
Yunru: Sighs "Okay, we can watch it. I was hoping on watching comet garden, but I suppose I can do that another night".
Liqin: Putting his Sekiya Football scarf on "Nice! I'll get some drinks out of the fridge, you message Dongmei."
Yunru: Pulling out his phone "Sure, sure. By the way, we need to finish that game of Cellars and Fellas."
Liqin: Taking several sodas out of the fridge "Yeah... I'm not feeling too great about that game right now..."
Yunru: Typing on his phone "Why? We got so far into it... is it because you failed that saving throw?"
Liqin: "Honestly? Yeah... The Sorcerer fella isn't as fun as I thought it would be, I kind of want to swap to the warlock fella."
Yunru: "Fair enough, maybe we can work something out, but it would be good to finish the campaign... we're 6 hours into that campaign and Dongmei spent a lot of time on the story. Plus, we haven't even cleared out the second cellar yet!"
Liqin: "I suppose. Maybe we can play after the football game!"
Yunru: "Sounds good! By the way, Dongmei replied, she's at Huangjin down the road getting some snacks and instant rice."
Liqin: "Instant rice! That's barely a takeaway... Oh well, I'll accept it. Could you ask her to get some eggs too?"
Yunru: "Sure... I'll ask her now..."

Cellars and Fellas is a popular roleplaying tabletop game in Esferos. 
Seven minutes later, Dongmei walks through the door. The game starts in 10 minutes.
Dongmei: "Oh. My. God. I hate the subway when it's busy..."
Liqin: "Welcome home! Why was it busy?"
Dongmei: "Everyone's going to the Anzhou Cloud stadium to watch it on the big screen..."
Yunru: "My Goodness... I can't imagine being in a stadium that big... with all those people..." He shivers.
Liqin: "I think it would be cool!"
Yunru: "Good for you..."
Dongmei: Putting the food away "Hey, did anyone boil the water?"
Yunru & Liqin look at each other with a guilty expression.
Yunru & Liqin: "Uhhhh...no..."
Dongmei: Sighs "Trust you men to do anything right..." She jokes.
Yunru & Liqin: "Sorry..."
Dongmei: "Don't worry, I'll get it going. Yunru, do you want an egg with yours?" 
Yunru: "No thanks..."
Liqin: "What about me?"
Dongmei: "Liqin, we have lived together for 2 years... I already know how you like your rice".
Liqin: "You're amazing... hey, come watch, Sekiya is about to walk on!"
Yunru: "I wonder who's going to win..."
 

 

FSTV 2 - Military Morning

Cpt. Natali Alexandrov, Host: Welcome back to Military Morning, here on FSTV 2. As announced yesterday afternoon by Stavka through Ukaz 231125-01, the Field Commander of the Far-Eastern Control Zone, General Iosip Frank, has been named as Vice Chairman of Stavka. He is to hold both roles as Vice Chair and Field Commander, the latter role he attained back in the springtime during the Rugby World Cup here in Dalimbar. We would like to welcome General Frank to the show to get his take on his new position and the overall situation.
Gen. Iosip Frank: It is a pleasure to be here. May the Path and our ancestors bless our frontline troops.
Cpt. Alexandrov: Indeed, sir. First off, on behalf of all of us Dalimbari, especially active-duty, a heartfelt congratulations on your new role. This has been a busy year for you, right?
Gen. Frank: Thank you, Captain. I would like to thank the Marshal and all my colleagues in Stavka for the confidence that they have seen in me to permit me to serve in both Vice Chair and Field Command roles. It is an honour to serve our Free State in both functions. I would also like to take this time to thank my good friend Admiral Kresco for his services as Vice Chair these past several years, he was a strong force within Stavka and I hope that he enjoys the gosdacha in 8. Along with the Marshal, Mihovil was a mentor to me and he will be missed in command.
Cpt. Alexandrov: I'm sure many active-duty Dalimbari have heard your story now, but would you mind telling us a bit about your younger years?
Gen. Frank: Oh absolutely! As I'm sure many of the lads know, I'm not a Starija-born lad, my family was based in Selia when I was born. Dad was a Colonel in the army but often served frontline in the Far-East and Yugodalia. As with many Dalimbari, we kids followed the paths of our forefathers, playing rugby in school and academy, going through training, and starting to make our way through service. For me, while Saint Andreisburg is our founding place and capital, Selia is... home. Even if I don't get to see it often, as I have been fortunate to tour around our great and splendid country throughout my career.
Cpt. Alexandrov: The 16th Tank Division in particular must be proud of your accomplishments. 
Gen. Frank: I have fond memories of my time with the 16th Tank. Our work in the Far-East was and continues to be essential to ensure the survival of the Free State and to consolidate and integrate the Far-East onto the Path. I'm always happy to start blasting at barbaric terrorists and their ilk if they dare threaten our Free State. We show no mercy.
Our glorious Marshal Briand and the rest of my colleagues on Stavka want to ensure that the Far-East is a peaceful as the Starija, and as Vice Chair and Field Commander, that is my mission. 
Cpt. Alexandrov: And we thank you for your service, sir. We're going to take a quick commercial break, and after we'll continue to talk to Gen. Frank. Stay tuned!

FSTV 2 - Military Morning

Cpt. Natali Alexandrov, Host: Welcome back to Military Morning, here on FSTV 2. As announced yesterday afternoon by Stavka through Ukaz 231125-01, the Field Commander of the Far-Eastern Control Zone, General Iosip Frank, has been named as Vice Chairman of Stavka. He is to hold both roles as Vice Chair and Field Commander, the latter role he attained back in the springtime during the Rugby World Cup here in Dalimbar. We would like to welcome General Frank to the show to get his take on his new position and the overall situation.
Gen. Iosip Frank: It is a pleasure to be here. May the Path and our ancestors bless our frontline troops.
Cpt. Alexandrov: Indeed, sir. First off, on behalf of all of us Dalimbari, especially active-duty, a heartfelt congratulations on your new role. This has been a busy year for you, right?
Gen. Frank: Thank you, Captain. I would like to thank the Marshal and all my colleagues in Stavka for the confidence that they have seen in me to permit me to serve in both Vice Chair and Field Command roles. It is an honour to serve our Free State in both functions. I would also like to take this time to thank my good friend Admiral Kresco for his services as Vice Chair these past several years, he was a strong force within Stavka and I hope that he enjoys the gosdacha in 8. Along with the Marshal, Mihovil was a mentor to me and he will be missed in command.
Cpt. Alexandrov: I'm sure many active-duty Dalimbari have heard your story now, but would you mind telling us a bit about your younger years?
Gen. Frank: Oh absolutely! As I'm sure many of the lads know, I'm not a Starija-born lad, my family was based in Selia when I was born. Dad was a Colonel in the army but often served frontline in the Far-East and Yugodalia. As with many Dalimbari, we kids followed the paths of our forefathers, playing rugby in school and academy, going through training, and starting to make our way through service. For me, while Saint Andreisburg is our founding place and capital, Selia is... home. Even if I don't get to see it often, as I have been fortunate to tour around our great and splendid country throughout my career.
Cpt. Alexandrov: The 16th Tank Division in particular must be proud of your accomplishments. 
Gen. Frank: I have fond memories of my time with the 16th Tank. Our work in the Far-East was and continues to be essential to ensure the survival of the Free State and to consolidate and integrate the Far-East onto the Path. I'm always happy to start blasting at barbaric terrorists and their ilk if they dare threaten our Free State. We show no mercy.
Our glorious Marshal Briand and the rest of my colleagues on Stavka want to ensure that the Far-East is a peaceful as the Starija, and as Vice Chair and Field Commander, that is my mission. 
Cpt. Alexandrov: And we thank you for your service, sir. We're going to take a quick commercial break, and after we'll continue to talk to Gen. Frank. Stay tuned!

A Joint Post Between Saint Mark and Giovanniland
 

 
 
Prince Marcarius arrived with Clarkson at the beautifully inlaid door of King Giovanni’s suite and knocked. He looked forward to this tea. His visits with His Majesty were always cordial … and with everything that had been happening, the prince needed to chat with a friend.
King Giovanni then opened the door. “Your Serene Highness, it’s great to see you!”, he said, and invited the Prince to sit at a carefully prepared table for the occasion.
 “I’m delighted to see you as well, Your Majesty!” the prince replied as he took his seat. He noted that the king’s suite, which was just down the hall from his own, was very similar. The heavy drapes were purple instead of gold and the sitting room seemed a bit larger, but otherwise they were nearly identical. “Tell me, Gio,” the prince continued, dropping formalities after the greeting, “How was your journey, did the protests affect you at all?”
“My journey was great, I’ve heard about the protests in Ryxtylopia and I worry about the situation in the country but thankfully they did not affect my arrival here. This country is interesting, the climate is a tad colder than Giovanniland or Saint Mark but the culture and atmosphere seems very lively,” the King commented.
“I’m so glad you arrived without incident. My private train was stopped briefly on the outskirts of the capital, but otherwise, my journey was pleasant as well. I agree that Ryxtylopia is worth the visit. Its coastline is gorgeous and I find the cooler temperatures refreshing. My family has had a fishing cottage here for centuries. I must admit, though, I haven’t been there since I was a boy. I see your team isn’t faring as well as they had in past years. What do you think their chances are of fighting their way back?”
“Ah, traveling across Aura by train sounds like a lovely experience! I arrived here through a plane departing the Giovanni the Great International Airport back in the capital city Giovannia, but I can imagine that the train voyage surely must’ve been interesting, besides the incident you 
talked about.”
“Oh, aside from sailing, train travel is my favorite!” the prince interrupted. “You should accompany me back to Sanctus Leo when the games are finished!”
“I’d love to do that! Thanks for the invite, I look forward to that.”
“Splendid! I’ll have Clarkson contact your man and make the arrangements.” 
King Giovanni nodded. Then, he went back to the previous question and replied: “As for Giovanniland’s team, indeed I’m afraid they haven’t been doing as well as before, especially in comparison to the two Summer Esferiads in which they twice were awarded silver medals. That said, there’s still one match, and qualifying remains a possibility due to the team’s victory in Matchday 1. Provided we win and the right set of results happens, I’m confident that we can make it through!”
“Best of luck to you! Frankly, Saint Mark has been doing better than I had hoped. We aren’t out of it either. That match against Nieubasria was amazing! Our next match will be another tough one, though … Fujai. They really are a better team, but you never know. Luck may be on our side.”
“Thanks! The Markan team has been impressive and very solid, I see it’s undefeated so far and also managed to hold the defending champions to a draw most recently. Good luck to Saint Mark in the match against Fujai and in the knockout stage if you advance!”
“Thank you!”
The King then started a new topic of conversation. “So, how are things going for you and for Saint Mark overall?”
“I’m sure you’ve heard about the Zoranian bill that has just been signed into law. I can hardly believe how short-sighted they’re being. Markan investment in Zoran will dry up without a doubt. I realize the Zoranians are going through an intensification of nationalism triggered by their recent Civil War, but we supported them, both during and after the conflict! I guess sometimes emotions trump reason.”
“Yes, I’ve heard about the bill”, replied Giovanni. “My royal family does have properties that are now threatened there, but much fewer in comparison to the Markan houses’ estates, I believe. I do agree with you that Zoran is shooting itself in the foot, ultimately. At least the other controversial bill was vetoed, I’m sure the Giovannese and Lavandulan minorities living there are relieved by that.”     
“I’m sure you’re right. That, at least, is a bit of a bright spot. There are, of course, some Markans living there as well. Many less than before the war, but still some. The Queen and I spoke and a joint commission between our nations to iron out the property transfer is a possibility. Perhaps something can be salvaged when passions cool. We’ll see.”
“Ah, that’s good to hear. Also, how is Saint Mark internally?”
“We’re doing well, thank you. We have begun talks with Arifiyyah on a high-speed rail route between our two nations. It’s in the early stages, but is a dream of mine. I suppose that isn’t really internal news, though, is it? Hmmm … let’s see …. Our archeologists have discovered a new tomb near Halomarch! It’s fascinating, really, and could shed a lot of light on early Markan history, well before the Founding. How are things in Giovanniland?”
“Those are good news, I’m glad to hear about both these happenings! In Giovanniland, the Prime Minister has recently sent me the monthly report about the national economy, it describes positive numbers for most of the economic sectors which is wonderful. Furthermore, December will be a culturally significant month for our nation, since both the 1423 Chess Championship and the Lavender Festival will happen, two of the most famous Giovannilandian events! If you are able to, I invite you to attend at least one of them, I’m sure it will be a great time.”
“I would be delighted to attend! Clarkson will check my schedule and get back to your office. It’s always good to catch up with you, Gio.”
“Likewise, Marcarius! The relationship that we have enjoyed on a personal level is wonderful, just like the centuries-long one between our nations.”
The two monarchs talked long after the tea things were cleared. 
 

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Hotel Royale, 07:24
Gofain made a good run across the northern sectors and arrived outside the Hotel Royale well inside the time Lord Silakh had allocated for the job. The only slight delay had been a queue of market stallers lining up to get onto the Temple Plaza for the midweek debates. These days, it seemed to Gofain, Old Zona kept to its bed until after eight, as if afraid of what horrors might roam in the dark hours of night.
He rolled in under the wrought iron frame of the hotel’s awning, quietly wondering how long it would be before even that was taken for war metal, and glanced around. There was no one about except for an ancient old porter dozing on a folding chair amongst a half-dozen empty boxes, and a gaggle of housekeepers smoking together by the service door down the side of the building.
Gofain was about to get down out of the cab when the glass and varnished wood of the hotel’s front doors flashed in the early sunlight, and a mob of dark figures strode out purposefully towards him.
They were fliers, he knew that at once by the swagger of them, but not locals. Nor were they wearing the black and grey coats and flight armour of Imperial aviators. There were at least a dozen, dressed in quilted flightsuits and brown leather coats, carrying equipment packs loosely over their shoulders. They were unusually tall and well-proportioned individuals, slender and uniformly black-haired. And they weren’t all male. At least three of them–including, it seemed, the figure leading them towards the transport – were women.
Gofain got out and walked round to the back of the transport to drop the tailgate. He nodded a greeting to the first of the newcomers, trying to get a decent look at the insignia on the coat sleeve, but the young man spared him not a second glance and simply hoisted in his kit bag and climbed up after it.
Only the woman paused. She had cold, searching eyes and a slim jaw that seemed to be set permanently in a gritted clench. Her black hair was cropped short.
"Transport to MAB North?" she asked Gofain. She spoke her Astintzen with a foreign accent that sounded rather odd and nasal to him.
"Yes, ma'am. To the dispersal station." 
"That’s 'commander'," she corrected, hauling herself up into the transport. "Carry on."
Gofain waited for the last of them to climb aboard, then shut the gate. He limped back round to the cab and started the engine.
Outlander. That’s what it had said on the woman’s silver shoulder badge. Imperial (Outlander) XV, embossed on a scroll backed by a phoenix that clutched two spears in its talons.
He drove them through Almat's borough and turned North towards the base. On University Street, a pair of Firebirds went over at about five hundred metres, turning South and West. Gofain looked up to watch them pass. In the driving mirror, he saw the fliers in the back do the same.
 
 
Zona Historical District, 07:35
The service had finished, and the faithful were filing out, most stopping to light candles at the votary shrine. Candles for the lost, or those who might soon be.
As usual, as she did every morning, Reba het Aiksh lit three: one for Bàch, one for her brother, Vero, and one for whoever might need it.
She was tired. Night shift at the manufactory had really taken it out of her. It had been a struggle not to sleep through the Temple Knight's reading. If she’d been any warmer, she surely would have dozed off. But her coat was too thin: a second-hand summer coat, not even lined. Perhaps next month, with her next wages and what she had put aside, she’d be able to pick up a winter jacket or better from the Order supply.
As she turned from the candle-stand, she knocked against someone waiting their turn to light an offering. It was the man she’d seen by the temple door on her way in for the service. Tall, dark-haired, another outsider. He had a sad face. He was dressed like a soldier, and had that scent of machine oil and smoke about him.
"My pardon, ma'am." he said at once. She nodded 'no harm', but kept a distance as she went by. He’d been talking to himself when she’d first seen him. A stranger, maybe with battle-psychosis. That was the sort of trouble she didn’t need.
In fact, the only thing she needed was her rest. She could be home by a quarter to the hour, and that would give her three hours’ sleep before she’d have to rise and dress for her day job at the pier. When that was over, at evening bell, she’d have an hour to nap before the night shift at the manufactory began.
She hurried out through the temple doors into a cold street where full daylight now shone, and made her weary way back towards home.

soccer match - Made with PosterMyWall (1).mp4  THE LAST (and hardest) MATCH IS HERE!
Hello everyone, i'm Nico from Tiveria 'I Zuja, and i'm here today to talk about the upcoming match.
This will be Candelù's last match in the group  stage of the world cup, and it will be, at the same time, the hardest. Our team will go against Nieubasria's squad, last year's winner.
Though, the result won't matter too much, so Candelù will end up in the Elimination stage (unless the team doesn't lose by too many points... hopefully not.)
That's all for today, and we'll see you later today for the match. And as always, keep fanning, football fans.









...i should take a break from this thing.









Lunga Vià al 'emperator!

Introduction
For the first part of this Travel Guide, before delving deeper into each of the sixteen regions, we have decided to start with an overview of them. This introduction features a description and some statistics for each region, and the regions are also listed here in the same order they will appear in the guide, starting with the most populous region Giovannia Magna, as mentioned in the preface. 
(OOC: The images for each region are AI-generated).
Giovannia Magna
Population: 3,591,220 Area: 13,061 km² Density: 275/km² Capital: Giovannia (pop. 1,563,119) Notable cities: Vinikiana (pop. 240,927), Raffellara (pop. 228,012), Mattenia (pop. 154,225) Giovannia Magna is the heart of the country, its most populous and most densely populated region. The national capital Giovannia lies at the central part of the region, near the confluence of the Keleste River with its tributary, the Terente. An area of more recent population, as the city was built as a planned new capital for the Giovannian Empire, the region stands today as a testament of the nation's development. Giovannia offers a range of historical and cultural attractions such as the old Imperial Palace and the National Museum side by side with very futuristic buildings, and beyond the capital, other cities within its metropolitan area of 3 million inhabitants are also well worth the visit.

Giovannia, the national capital.
Lavanda Prima
Population: 2,877,251 Area: 18,686 km² Density: 154/km² Capital: Uryde (pop. 509,819) Notable cities: Quorivo (pop. 262,144), Dazane (pop. 181,632), Kyene (pop. 150,825) The cradle of the ancient Lavandulan civilization, Lavanda Prima is one of the main travel destinations of Giovanniland. Its capital Uryde was once the capital of the Lavandulan Empire, under its old name of Lavandula, and retains several historical buildings from antiquity, the city of Quorivo is known for the powerful medieval duchy that bears its name and for being one of the two II Summer Esferiad host cities, and more to the south, Kyene is the birthplace of Violetism and a site of pilgrimage featuring the largest Violetist temple in Esferos. Furthermore, Lavanda Prima is also notable for its beautiful and popular beaches on the northern coasts, and for its two famous festivals, the Lavender Festival and Violet Carnival.

The historical district of Uryde.
Lavanda Sekunda
Population: 1,260,934 Area: 22,342 km² Density: 56/km² Capital: Kastellavando (pop. 116,205) Notable cities: Rivomonte (pop. 104,333), Pelkarma (pop. 70,822), Lyogalla (pop. 52,830) Lavanda Sekunda offers the feeling of Lavandulan history and culture just like Lavanda Prima, but also a respite from the multiple large and bustling cities of its northern neighbor. The region name is a historical reference to the fact the Lavandulan civilization first grew near the coastal lowlands to the north, and then expanded southwards during the Lavandulan Empire to the hilly areas that today compose Lavanda Sekunda. Some of its attractions are its beautiful broadleaf forests and multiple Violetist temples throughout the countryside; as well as the area to the south where the contact between the Lavandulan and Abrentan civilizations happened during the Middle Ages, home to the first capital of the Giovannian Empire, Rivomonte.

A Violetist temple in the countryside.
Verdiante
Population: 755,901 Area: 21,968 km² Density: 34/km² Capital: Valsereno (pop. 81,559) Notable cities: Gile (pop. 54,270), Pradobeno (pop. 50,245), Amarena (pop. 39,522) Verdiante is a region known for its natural wonders. It contains a majority of the Ameno River's basin, a significant river that marks the southern section of the border with Blue Bubble, with many beautiful lakes, valleys and waterfalls. The capital Valserene is the starting point of many itineraries that traverse the region, from the western plains to the northern highlands, passing through numerous smaller, charming cities with a calm atmosphere. These itineraries are a notable example of eco-tourism in Giovanniland, showing the region's commitment to preserving its natural beauty. A known landmark of the region is the Abrio Peak, the highest point of Giovaura, near the small town of Altario. 

A view of the Abrio Peak and the forests surrounding it.
Primolido
Population: 3,141,592 Area: 12,376 km² Density: 254/km² Capital: Porto Violeto (pop. 1,004,153) Notable cities: Annavilla (pop. 305,746), Amorante (pop. 213,504), Kampobello (pop. 147,069) Primolido is Giovanniland's third most populous region, known for its beautiful coasts, rich culture, and very advanced development. The region's name pays homage to being the first lands settled by the Abrentan civilization, which then expanded throughout southwestern Lavender Island and laid the basis for Giovanniland's modern history together with the Lavandulans. The capital Porto Violeto is the nation's most important port and also a hub of tourism, featuring several famous waterfronts and promenades. Other cities such as Annavilla and Amorante are popular for their many beaches and nightlife, while the northern part of the region features some off the beaten path locations and the Isla Abrenta, a major island. 

Porto Violeto, Giovanniland's second largest city.
Akallia
Population: 1,599,678 Area: 19,987 km² Density: 80/km² Capital: Salvoregno (pop. 162,087) Notable cities: Lurtone (pop. 120,631), Sonserina (pop. 103,715), Lastrilla (pop. 75,963) Often overlooked, the region of Akallia is not only a gateway between Giovannia Magna and Primolido, but also a very unique travel destination on its own. Settled in the early and middle periods (95 BF-349 AF) of the Abrentan Classical Era, this region offers some of the best preserved castles and villages of that civilization. Its capital and other large cities still show strong traits of the medieval Abrentan architecture and culture to this day, learning to conciliate modern development with their rich history. One can also visit smaller cities where these storied buildings are still nearly intact, the inhabitants offer warm hospitality, and the streets tell tales of a bygone era. 

The city of Salvoregno and its Great Castle.
Spandorto
Population: 856,196 Area: 42,001 km² Density: 20/km² Capital: Tommasia (pop. 76,920) Notable cities: Uprino (pop. 64,833), Kornelio (pop. 41,609), Kurrente (pop. 31,728) Similar to the region of Verdiante, Spandorto is also a good destination for those seeking to explore the nature of Lavender Island and enjoy the local culture in some smaller cities. The region features plains to the west, notable for being one of the areas in Giovanniland with the highest amount of farmland, and more mountainous territory to the east, which is sparsely populated. Some notable destinations include the two largest cities Tommasia and Uprino, often the first stops in a trip in this region, the iconic city of Oddolino surrounded by many hills and known for its beautiful buildings, and the famous waterfalls of the Gratioso River, a tourist attraction on the Giovannilandian-Minsunese border.

The central district of Oddolino.
Abrenosto
Population: 3,571,249 Area: 29,550 km² Density: 121/km² Capital: Abrentopole (pop. 425,870) Notable cities: Karlopole (pop. 347,106), Portovini (pop. 134,057), Bayabrenti (133,574) Abrenaustro is a region best known for its lively culture, with a name meaning Southern Abrento and alluding to the southern expansion of the Abrentan civilization and foundation of their second capital, Abrentopole, which today continues on as an important city. This city is often called the Giovannilandian Capital of Culture, owing to its famous festivals, art exhibitions and culinary scene. Many traditional meals from Giovanniland originated in this region, such as the world-famous pizza and the many recipes featuring seafood. Other notable destinations include Portovini, aptly named for the vineyards near the city, and Karlopole, a city of more recent settlement which is located near the Minsunese border and offers a distinct blend of cultures.

Waterfront and restaurants in Abrentopole.
Lido Flavi
Population: 2,011,284 Area: 12,870 km² Density: 156/km² Capital: Andoliavilla (pop. 640,816) Notable cities: Flaviopole (pop. 219,422), Giuvenoria (pop. 123,855), Einotta (pop. 108,162) Lido Flavi is home to Giovandolia's capital Andoliavilla, the third largest city and second largest port in Giovanniland, a coastal haven notable for its vibrant nightlife and culture, alongside historical buildings from the time of Giovannian Empire and large museums. Also notable is Flaviopole, founded on the site that the expedition to Andolia by the general Flaviopole first landed, and other coastal cities like Giuvenoria and Delliaro. Lido Flavi is also home to the Irto River's delta and several different biomes, such as moist and dry broadleaf forests, as well as arid and semiarid shrublands, a nice combination for eco-tourism. 

Andoliavilla, Giovanniland's third largest city.
Feragia
Population: 2,402,339 Area: 23,586 km² Density: 102/km² Capital: Nenofre (pop. 237,690) Notable cities: Urbevittori (pop. 128,165), Kantemo (pop. 101,472), Novo Uryde (pop. 88,125) To the south of Lido Flavio lies the region of Feragia, the most populous of Giovandolia, with its vast plains and shrublands. The capital Nenofre is located on the plains crossed by the Irto River, being one of the many settlements dating back to the ancient Beremean civilization that flourish until today, while others. The region's mostly plain territory and fertile lands are perfect for agriculture, while tourism is also significant due to the many ancient ruins. There are also cities that have a strong Lavandulan influence, such as Novo Uryde and Vallespi, with many Violetist temples.

Landscape in Feragia, featuring ruins of an ancient city.
Terra Violeta
Population: 1,138,762 Area: 18,703 km² Density: 61/km² Capital: Villaflori (pop. 145,603) Notable cities: Antoniopole (pop. 62,921), Bevimo (pop. 51,470), Urbeleoni (pop. 44,314) Terra Violeta is a land of many valleys and mountains located to the south of Feragia, known for its beautiful savannas and grasslands. Villaflori, the City of Flowers, is Terra Violeta's capital and fits its name well, featuring large gardens alongside its modern buildings that are worth the visit. The capital and other major cities are mostly located on the lowlands of the Irto River and its tributaries, while the highlands have smaller settlements and breathtaking views. There are several itineraries that explore the rural lands of Terra Violeta, with the aforementioned valleys and mountains.

The largest garden in Villaflori.
Altana
Population: 1,652,036 Area: 13,518 km² Density: 122/km² Capital: Islamagna (pop. 321,874) Notable cities: Bayabella (pop. 170,236), Potestana (pop. 111,382), Nova Annavilla (pop. 105,190) Altana, nicknamed the Land of Eternal Coasts, is the second most densely populated region in Giovandolia and also the northernmost, when considering the Islas dell'Annovo province. In the coastline of Altana, golden sands stretch as far as the eye can see, and some of the most famous beaches in the entire country can be found here. The capital Islamagna is located on the archipelago and developed from a medieval fort called Forte Giovanni, one of the earliest conquered areas by the Giovannian Empire outside Lavender Island, therefore it has plenty of historical places to visit. Other interesting destinations are on the mainland, like the popular coastal cities Bayabella and Potestana, as well as Oddabrio (Altan-qota), the historical capital of the Ardala Khanate.

The coast of Islamagna.
Doruna
Population: 1,055,820 Area: 12,856 km² Density: 82/km² Capital: Markellia (pop. 119,456) Notable cities: Sekundia (pop. 87,635), Granfoge (pop. 62,910), Murengo (pop. 52,162)  Doruna, meaning the Eastern Region, features many valleys and mountains and has a similar vegetation to Terra Violeta. The capital Markellia is a picturesque town surrounded by vineyards and orchards, offering a taste of the region's agricultural richness, while Tenge is notable for its seaside resorts, both located on the more densely populated northern part of the region. Meanwhile, the southern cities of Kadivale and Urruma offer a gateway to the mountainous and sparsely populated lands of south Vallivante, where many explorers partake in travels towards the upper reaches of the Irto River.

The landscape around the city of Murengo.
Oltoveno
Population: 903,482 Area: 21,561 km² Density: 42/km² Capital: Gallasera (pop. 60,781) Notable cities: Ettore (pop. 52,410), Andona (pop. 42,345), Giakinia (pop. 41,859) Oltoveno is located on the central lands of Giovandolia and offers diverse landscapes. In the north, cities such as Andona and Quirino are good starting points for itineraries to explore the valleys of the Mellito River and the Altandobbo Mountains located on its northern border. The capital Gallasera and the city of Giakinia are known for their lively culture and nightlife, while in the south, the city of Ettore is the gateway for the southern regions of Kordelleria and Vallemuni.

The capital Gallasera and the Irto River.
Vallemuni
Population: 1,748,631 Area: 28,009 km² Density: 62/km² Capital: Gioseppole (pop. 161,914) Notable cities: Daurone (pop. 115,477), Purpurana (pop. 100,336), Amorio (pop. 63,209) Vallemuni is known both for its artistic prowess and scenic nature. The capital Gioseppole is known for its grand theaters, art galleries, and street performances, as well as the Gioseppole Arts Festival, the largest in southern Giovandolia. Other cities such as Amorio and Daurone feature interesting architecture on the riverbanks of the Emuno, while the southern areas (the extreme south of Giovanniland overall) are known for eco-tourism, and natural reserves mainly the south. There are many options of trails and safaris for the tourists seeking to uncover the vast diversity of the grasslands and savannas, while being mindful about protecting the environment.

The city of Gioseppole during one of its Arts Festivals.
Kordelleria
Population: 738,765 Area: 84,020 km² Density: 9/km² Capital: L'Apertura (pop. 49,512) Notable cities: Monteventi (pop. 30,190), Pando (pop. 22,246), Larone (pop. 19,121)  Last but not least, Kordelleria is the largest and also most sparsely populated region of Giovanniland, dominated by the majestic peaks and tranquil valleys of the Giovandolian Mountains, and home to coniferous forests not found anywhere else in the country. The capital L'Apertura is located in the main mountain pass that connects the lands north and south of the mountains. It's also a common starting point on tours to explore the vast mountainous region, while the small villages throughout the way are serene and idyllic places to stop by between the large hiking trails of an itinerary. If one is daring enough, an unique experience is to visit the Violeta Peak, the highest point of Giovanniland.

The Violet Peak during winter.

Cleared it Out
 
The Ryxtylopian team prepared for their final group stage match, so far they were first in the group, and a win would ensure staying on top, as they hadn't gone defeated throught the group stage, their final rival of the groups was Rivalfiume in the Istadio Zapriaca, and if Garravez team held on to the first place spot they would be going up against the 4th placed team in group D, which could be either Dalimbar or Aukera.
Garravez was busy, he so far had a lot of success but some matches that could've also gone better, mainly the opener against Kalmach and the close match with Alchera that the team had in the previous matchday.
As well as this Garravez was still missing Dipartí, who had asked to stay with his mother while she recovered from injuries, meaning Dipartí would potentially miss the next matches or the tournament as a whole, whilst Garravez did have options to replace him he still thought about the protests that caused the whole thing, which had calmed down except for some mainly the 24' movement which was a social movement asking for justice for the 24 journalists gone missing between the world cup got announced in Ryxtylopia and MD1.
Going missing in Ryxtylopia is a term used by the government a lot, and whilst it might sound like someone had gone missing, it was frecuently used to indicate arrest without charges or a warrant by the police, during the Ryxtylopian dictatorship in the 1380's it usually meant someone had been executed again, without charges, the meaning evolved after the fact with Ryxtylopia democratizing but remaining a fairly corrupt authoritarian state.
 
But for now his focus had to be on the upcomming match where he decided to go back to the 3-5-2 formation the team had used at the start of the tournament, after all the protest movements were something else, he had to focus on the match.
 

 
 

Her gaze fixed on the screen, her ears reactively pulling her face tight. The message's sender remained anonymous, yet the implication cut through the hurry of her office. Someone, somehow, had learned of her impending decision regarding the Woolrey-Arnold Pharmaceutical case—a decision not yet publicized, known only to those within her office and the main clerk of the Hiercourt.
Rather than instilling fear, the mysterious message fueled an unexpected resolve within Tamar. The intrusion into her decision-making process hardened her determination to uphold the law without succumbing to veiled threats. 
With a measured breath, Tamar set her phone aside and turned her attention back to the documents sprawled across her desk. The weight of her responsibility as a judge in the Practice of the Prince's Laws pressed upon her, and the oath she had taken resonated in her thoughts as she sealed the document in the traditional purple ink. 
 

FSTV 2 - Military Morning

Cpt. Natali Alexandrov, Host: Welcome back to Military Morning, here on FSTV 2. As announced yesterday afternoon by Stavka through Ukaz 231125-01, the Field Commander of the Far-Eastern Control Zone, General Iosip Frank, has been named as Vice Chairman of Stavka. He is to hold both roles as Vice Chair and Field Commander, the latter role he attained back in the springtime during the Rugby World Cup here in Dalimbar. We would like to welcome General Frank to the show to get his take on his new position and the overall situation.
Gen. Iosip Frank: It is a pleasure to be here. May the Path and our ancestors bless our frontline troops.
Cpt. Alexandrov: Indeed, sir. First off, on behalf of all of us Dalimbari, especially active-duty, a heartfelt congratulations on your new role. This has been a busy year for you, right?
Gen. Frank: Thank you, Captain. I would like to thank the Marshal and all my colleagues in Stavka for the confidence that they have seen in me to permit me to serve in both Vice Chair and Field Command roles. It is an honour to serve our Free State in both functions. I would also like to take this time to thank my good friend Admiral Kresco for his services as Vice Chair these past several years, he was a strong force within Stavka and I hope that he enjoys the gosdacha in 8. Along with the Marshal, Mihovil was a mentor to me and he will be missed in command.
Cpt. Alexandrov: I'm sure many active-duty Dalimbari have heard your story now, but would you mind telling us a bit about your younger years?
Gen. Frank: Oh absolutely! As I'm sure many of the lads know, I'm not a Starija-born lad, my family was based in Selia when I was born. Dad was a Colonel in the army but often served frontline in the Far-East and Yugodalia. As with many Dalimbari, we kids followed the paths of our forefathers, playing rugby in school and academy, going through training, and starting to make our way through service. For me, while Saint Andreisburg is our founding place and capital, Selia is... home. Even if I don't get to see it often, as I have been fortunate to tour around our great and splendid country throughout my career.
Cpt. Alexandrov: The 16th Tank Division in particular must be proud of your accomplishments. 
Gen. Frank: I have fond memories of my time with the 16th Tank. Our work in the Far-East was and continues to be essential to ensure the survival of the Free State and to consolidate and integrate the Far-East onto the Path. I'm always happy to start blasting at barbaric terrorists and their ilk if they dare threaten our Free State. We show no mercy.
Our glorious Marshal Briand and the rest of my colleagues on Stavka want to ensure that the Far-East is a peaceful as the Starija, and as Vice Chair and Field Commander, that is my mission. 
Cpt. Alexandrov: And we thank you for your service, sir. We're going to take a quick commercial break, and after we'll continue to talk to Gen. Frank. Stay tuned!

FSTV 2 - Military Morning

Cpt. Natali Alexandrov, Host: Welcome back to Military Morning, here on FSTV 2. As announced yesterday afternoon by Stavka through Ukaz 231125-01, the Field Commander of the Far-Eastern Control Zone, General Iosip Frank, has been named as Vice Chairman of Stavka. He is to hold both roles as Vice Chair and Field Commander, the latter role he attained back in the springtime during the Rugby World Cup here in Dalimbar. We would like to welcome General Frank to the show to get his take on his new position and the overall situation.
Gen. Iosip Frank: It is a pleasure to be here. May the Path and our ancestors bless our frontline troops.
Cpt. Alexandrov: Indeed, sir. First off, on behalf of all of us Dalimbari, especially active-duty, a heartfelt congratulations on your new role. This has been a busy year for you, right?
Gen. Frank: Thank you, Captain. I would like to thank the Marshal and all my colleagues in Stavka for the confidence that they have seen in me to permit me to serve in both Vice Chair and Field Command roles. It is an honour to serve our Free State in both functions. I would also like to take this time to thank my good friend Admiral Kresco for his services as Vice Chair these past several years, he was a strong force within Stavka and I hope that he enjoys the gosdacha in 8. Along with the Marshal, Mihovil was a mentor to me and he will be missed in command.
Cpt. Alexandrov: I'm sure many active-duty Dalimbari have heard your story now, but would you mind telling us a bit about your younger years?
Gen. Frank: Oh absolutely! As I'm sure many of the lads know, I'm not a Starija-born lad, my family was based in Selia when I was born. Dad was a Colonel in the army but often served frontline in the Far-East and Yugodalia. As with many Dalimbari, we kids followed the paths of our forefathers, playing rugby in school and academy, going through training, and starting to make our way through service. For me, while Saint Andreisburg is our founding place and capital, Selia is... home. Even if I don't get to see it often, as I have been fortunate to tour around our great and splendid country throughout my career.
Cpt. Alexandrov: The 16th Tank Division in particular must be proud of your accomplishments. 
Gen. Frank: I have fond memories of my time with the 16th Tank. Our work in the Far-East was and continues to be essential to ensure the survival of the Free State and to consolidate and integrate the Far-East onto the Path. I'm always happy to start blasting at barbaric terrorists and their ilk if they dare threaten our Free State. We show no mercy.
Our glorious Marshal Briand and the rest of my colleagues on Stavka want to ensure that the Far-East is a peaceful as the Starija, and as Vice Chair and Field Commander, that is my mission. 
Cpt. Alexandrov: And we thank you for your service, sir. We're going to take a quick commercial break, and after we'll continue to talk to Gen. Frank. Stay tuned!

FSTV 2 - Military Morning

Cpt. Natali Alexandrov, Host: Welcome back to Military Morning, here on FSTV 2. As announced yesterday afternoon by Stavka through Ukaz 231125-01, the Field Commander of the Far-Eastern Control Zone, General Iosip Frank, has been named as Vice Chairman of Stavka. He is to hold both roles as Vice Chair and Field Commander, the latter role he attained back in the springtime during the Rugby World Cup here in Dalimbar. We would like to welcome General Frank to the show to get his take on his new position and the overall situation.
Gen. Iosip Frank: It is a pleasure to be here. May the Path and our ancestors bless our frontline troops.
Cpt. Alexandrov: Indeed, sir. First off, on behalf of all of us Dalimbari, especially active-duty, a heartfelt congratulations on your new role. This has been a busy year for you, right?
Gen. Frank: Thank you, Captain. I would like to thank the Marshal and all my colleagues in Stavka for the confidence that they have seen in me to permit me to serve in both Vice Chair and Field Command roles. It is an honour to serve our Free State in both functions. I would also like to take this time to thank my good friend Admiral Kresco for his services as Vice Chair these past several years, he was a strong force within Stavka and I hope that he enjoys the gosdacha in 8. Along with the Marshal, Mihovil was a mentor to me and he will be missed in command.
Cpt. Alexandrov: I'm sure many active-duty Dalimbari have heard your story now, but would you mind telling us a bit about your younger years?
Gen. Frank: Oh absolutely! As I'm sure many of the lads know, I'm not a Starija-born lad, my family was based in Selia when I was born. Dad was a Colonel in the army but often served frontline in the Far-East and Yugodalia. As with many Dalimbari, we kids followed the paths of our forefathers, playing rugby in school and academy, going through training, and starting to make our way through service. For me, while Saint Andreisburg is our founding place and capital, Selia is... home. Even if I don't get to see it often, as I have been fortunate to tour around our great and splendid country throughout my career.
Cpt. Alexandrov: The 16th Tank Division in particular must be proud of your accomplishments. 
Gen. Frank: I have fond memories of my time with the 16th Tank. Our work in the Far-East was and continues to be essential to ensure the survival of the Free State and to consolidate and integrate the Far-East onto the Path. I'm always happy to start blasting at barbaric terrorists and their ilk if they dare threaten our Free State. We show no mercy.
Our glorious Marshal Briand and the rest of my colleagues on Stavka want to ensure that the Far-East is a peaceful as the Starija, and as Vice Chair and Field Commander, that is my mission. 
Cpt. Alexandrov: And we thank you for your service, sir. We're going to take a quick commercial break, and after we'll continue to talk to Gen. Frank. Stay tuned!

FSTV 2 - Military Morning

Cpt. Natali Alexandrov, Host: Welcome back to Military Morning, here on FSTV 2. As announced yesterday afternoon by Stavka through Ukaz 231125-01, the Field Commander of the Far-Eastern Control Zone, General Iosip Frank, has been named as Vice Chairman of Stavka. He is to hold both roles as Vice Chair and Field Commander, the latter role he attained back in the springtime during the Rugby World Cup here in Dalimbar. We would like to welcome General Frank to the show to get his take on his new position and the overall situation.
Gen. Iosip Frank: It is a pleasure to be here. May the Path and our ancestors bless our frontline troops.
Cpt. Alexandrov: Indeed, sir. First off, on behalf of all of us Dalimbari, especially active-duty, a heartfelt congratulations on your new role. This has been a busy year for you, right?
Gen. Frank: Thank you, Captain. I would like to thank the Marshal and all my colleagues in Stavka for the confidence that they have seen in me to permit me to serve in both Vice Chair and Field Command roles. It is an honour to serve our Free State in both functions. I would also like to take this time to thank my good friend Admiral Kresco for his services as Vice Chair these past several years, he was a strong force within Stavka and I hope that he enjoys the gosdacha in 8. Along with the Marshal, Mihovil was a mentor to me and he will be missed in command.
Cpt. Alexandrov: I'm sure many active-duty Dalimbari have heard your story now, but would you mind telling us a bit about your younger years?
Gen. Frank: Oh absolutely! As I'm sure many of the lads know, I'm not a Starija-born lad, my family was based in Selia when I was born. Dad was a Colonel in the army but often served frontline in the Far-East and Yugodalia. As with many Dalimbari, we kids followed the paths of our forefathers, playing rugby in school and academy, going through training, and starting to make our way through service. For me, while Saint Andreisburg is our founding place and capital, Selia is... home. Even if I don't get to see it often, as I have been fortunate to tour around our great and splendid country throughout my career.
Cpt. Alexandrov: The 16th Tank Division in particular must be proud of your accomplishments. 
Gen. Frank: I have fond memories of my time with the 16th Tank. Our work in the Far-East was and continues to be essential to ensure the survival of the Free State and to consolidate and integrate the Far-East onto the Path. I'm always happy to start blasting at barbaric terrorists and their ilk if they dare threaten our Free State. We show no mercy.
Our glorious Marshal Briand and the rest of my colleagues on Stavka want to ensure that the Far-East is a peaceful as the Starija, and as Vice Chair and Field Commander, that is my mission. 
Cpt. Alexandrov: And we thank you for your service, sir. We're going to take a quick commercial break, and after we'll continue to talk to Gen. Frank. Stay tuned!

УКАЗ
Ставка Фреистат Далимбар
231125-01
О заместителе председателя Ставка
Ставка Фреистат Далимбар:
1. Принимает отставку адмирала Миховил Крешко с поста заместителя председателя Ставка и членство в Ставка;
...A. Награждение Героем Фреистат (первой степени) за образцовые героические заслуги перед Фреистат.
...Б. Начисление выходного пособия и пенсионного обеспечения в соответствии с УКАЗ-091026-02
...В. Далее присуждает госдачу в Районе 8 для его исключительного и частного использования
2. Назначает генерала армии ФС Иосип Франк заместителем председателя Ставка;
...A. Продолжает исполнять обязанности полевого командира Дальневосточной зоны
От имени Ставка,
Маршал Маркус Брианд
Председатель Ставка
Маршал Фреистат Далимбар
On the Vice Chairmanship of Stavka
Stavka of the Free State of Dalimbar:
1. Accepts the resignation of Adm. Mihovil Kresco as Vice Chairman of Stavka and membership in Stavka;
...A. Awards the "Hero of the Free State (First Class)" for exemplary heroic services to the Free State 
...B. Awards severance and retirement package in accordance with UKAZ-091026-02
...C. Further awards a gosdacha in District 8 for his exclusive and private use
2. Appoints Gen. Iosip Franc of FS Army as Vice Chairman of Stavka;
...A. Continues his duties as Field Commander of the Far-Eastern Control Zone
 
On behalf of Stavka,
Mar. Markus Briand,
Chairman of Stavka
Marshal of the Free State of Dalimbar

Zona, almost a century prior...
 
He couldn’t sleep. It was anticipation mostly, the prospect of a new war to survive, but his body clock was still running on Fortuna time, and to him it was late morning.
Just before six by the clock on his night stand, he gave up on his bed and got up. It was cold and not yet light. In the adjacent rooms, the other men of G for Gekhà were sleeping. He could hear snoring, particularly the volcanic rumble of Bombardier Ada. The Order of Ordinance had issued them billets in a once-handsome pension on Ukhai Canal, and they’d piled in late the previous afternoon, leaving their packs in a heap in the hallway, eagerly laying claim to rooms. The younger men had broken open liquor and got down to the business of getting drunk so they could better sleep off trip-lag. He’d had a glass or two, but the cheap escape held little attraction.
He and the other flight officers had swung the best rooms. He’d had to order a disappointed Zhakh out to make way for him: "Find somewhere else," he’d told the young tail-gunner. But the room wasn’t much of a trophy. The carpet had long gone and the plaster was crumbling. Darkened sheets were nailed over the windows in place of curtains. Damp patches blotched the ceiling like sores. There was a smell of fatigue and faded grandeur. That’s what years of warfare did to a place. They certainly did the same to a man, after all.
The old woman who ran the building had told him that there would be no hot water until after eight, and he hadn’t come across a continent and an ocean to start a tour by standing under a piss-cold shower. He’d got dressed in the half-light – boots, breeches, fleece-vest – and started to pull on his flight coat. But his fingers had then encountered the insignia sewn into the thick quilts of the garment, the captain’s bars, the squadron badge, the name-strip that read ‘len Zhai, Arkho’. He had put it aside and opted instead for a more anonymous tan leather coat.
The landing was dark. On the floor above, the crewmen of Hello Hellfire were slumbering, with the crews of Throes of Terror and Widowmaker on the floor above that. The retinues of K for Killshot and Send Them All Home were billeted on the ground floor. The other six crews of XIX Wing ‘Guardian Flight’, Imperial Naval Air Force were tucked up in another pension down the street.
Zhai lit a candle. The light was dim, but enough to light his way down the creaking staircase. In the hall, there were ancient books stacked on the mantle of the ornate but flaking fireplace, but those that he touched in the hope of finding an hour or two’s distraction fell into dust.
He let himself out onto the street. It was chilly and quiet, except for the gurgle of the canal. A van rumbled by on the far side of the waterway, its headlights cowled as per blackout procedures. He walked a few paces, noticing the stumps, regularly spaced, where iron lamp stands had been removed from the boulevard for the war effort. He tried to imagine the place in peacetime. Elegant, glass-hooded lamps, purring boats on the grand canal, prosperous citizens going about their business, stopping to greet and talk, dining at terrace taverns now long boarded-up. There would have been students too. The briefing documents said that Zona was a university town.
In truth, he realised, he knew precious little about this neck of the woods. Precious little apart from three things: it was an old, proud canton; it was strategically vital to the dominance of the Holy Spears of the Navy; and he, and thousands of other soldiers and aviators like him, had been drafted here at short notice to save it from the enemy.
He noticed passers-by suddenly – other pedestrians out in the early light, dressed in dark clothes, all hurrying in the same direction. He heard the chime of a sunrise bell ringing out the eye's rise, calling them to worship. Zhai followed them, crossing a bridge over the canal, hanging back.
By the time he reached the sacred temple on the far bank side, the dawn service had already begun. He stood for a moment outside, listening to the chorus. Above him, in the cold, grey light, the bas-relief facade showed the masked figure of the Infinite Emperor gazing down upon this little stretch of His domain.
Zhai felt ashamed. He bowed his head. When, eight years earlier, he had sworn to give his life as a warrior in the service of the Infinite Empire, he hadn’t realised how damn hard it would be. He’d always wanted to be an aviator, of course. His home village's local air base bred that instinct into all its sons and daughters. But the cost had been great. Two years before, during the final onslaught to liberate the Fortuna from the toxic clutches of the enemy, fighting alongside the Lord Commander Izoh van Ifòch, he had almost died twice. Once as flaming rubble over the Gates of Judgment, then as a prisoner of a warlord back in Ostronia.
In the two years since then, Zhai had been unable to shrug off the idea that he should be dead already. He was living on borrowed time. His instructor at the academy had drummed into him the concept of fate’s wheel. He’d said that it spun at the astral throne's side. It spun for balance, for symmetry. What was given would be taken, what was loaned would be paid back. A life saved was only a life spared.
His had been saved twice over. There was a reckoning to be had. And here he was, in a new land, charged with the duty of fighting to save it. The reckoning would be here, he was sure of it. Fate’s wheel would turn. He had been spared twice so he could live long enough to see his own home secured. Now he was fighting to save another man’s home. This, surely, would be where the accounts got squared.
The crew of G for Gekhà had seen this fatality in his every action, he was sure of that. They knew they were flying on a doomed bird. Doomed by him, cursed by him. He’d lost one crew over the Gates, and he should have gone with them. Now Fate’s wheel would bring another crew down with him in its efforts to even the tally.
He’d asked for a transfer, been refused, asked for a non-operational posting, had that turned over as well. "You’re a bloody fine flight officer, Zhai," Lord Theit had told him. "Get rid of this fatalistic nonsense. We need every bastard with airtime and combat experience we can get. Zona will be tough as nails. Our forces are in hard retreat from the continent. It’ll come down to a bloody sea war, mark my words. Request denied. Your transport leaves tomorrow at 06.00."
Zhai looked up at the graven image of the Emperor, hard-shadowed in the rising sun. The faceless mask somehow looked disapproving, glaring at his timid soul, fully aware of the cowardice in his heart.
"I’m sorry," he said, out loud.
A woman in a long black coat, coming late to the service, looked round at him. He shrugged, bashful, and held the observatory door open for her.
Light, and a chorus of triumphant vows dedicated to the Eye Ascendant, washed out on them both. She hurried in.
He followed her, and closed the heavy door behind him.

Transcript:
Video shows Noya Priscan and Quiyakaso Gohalitsve, still in his disco clothes, walking out of the Ryxtylopian police station
Noya: You owe me for this!
Quiyakaso: I know...but at the same time I had them right where I wanted them!
Noya: Oh? Pray tell, how were you in control of that situation?
Quiyakaso: I was this close to getting the police captain to accept my Disco Duel challenge!
Noya: Quiyakaso, you were in there for five days! It took forever for us to negotiate your release!
Quiyakaso: ...I still had everything under control.
Noya slaps Quiyakaso
Noya: Just shut up, I spent my own personal money to get you out of there. The least you could do is thank me.
Quiyakaso looks surprised for a moment
Quiyakaso: Really? You did that for me?
Noya: Yes! It was either continue the show without you or pay the small...bail and get you out!
Quiyakaso: Oh...so it wasn't because we are fr-
Noya: No. 
Quiyakaso: Oh...
Noya: Now could we please just do the report of the last match?
Quiyakaso: Fine, I guess we can.
Quiyakaso pulls out his phone to check the results
Quiyakaso:  Hellooooooo, Zoran! In the last match, the Zoranian team lost in a series of penalty kicks against Arifiyyah, 2-3. Tonight, our team is going up against Dalimbar, a formidable foe to be sure.
Noya: That's right! Let's see if our team ca-
Quiyakaso begins patting around his pockets
Quiyakaso: Hey! Where did my courtship flute go!?
Noya: What? You had one on you? Why?
Quiyakaso: Yes I did! Every Zoranian man knows to carry one around in case you see someone you find hot.
Noya: I thought that was a dying practice in our country? 
Quiyakaso: No way! It is still popularly used by men in the country, really helps us express feelings that are limited by language!
Noya: Huh, well that is news to me.
Quiayakso: The more you know!...NOW WHERE IS MY FLUTE!? 
Noya: Let's go back inside and see if they kept it.
Quiyakaso: ...right after I bring up how warm and friendly the newly promoted Dalimbari guy looks!
Noya:...What?
Quiyakaso: Come on, look at him! Doesn't he look like the kind of guy you can trust?
Noya: ...Can we just go back inside and get your flute?
Quiyakaso: Ok...
 

STATEMENT: Common Trust for Generic Medicines (CTGM) Responds to Legal Action by Woolrey-Arnold Pharmaceutical
Clarenton, November 25, 1423
In response to recent developments and the legal action initiated by Woolrey-Arnold Pharmaceutical, the Common Trust for Generic Medicines (CTGM) would like to address the allegations made against our organization. We firmly believe in transparency and wish to provide clarity to the public regarding the ongoing situation.
CTGM categorically denies any involvement in the alleged espionage or unauthorized access to trade secrets as claimed by Woolrey-Arnold Pharmaceutical. Our organization operates with the utmost integrity, adhering strictly to ethical practices and legal standards. We respect intellectual property rights and have always championed competition within the international pharmaceutical industry.
CTGM has a long-standing commitment to advancing public health through the development and accessibility of generic medicines. Our initiatives aim to ensure that high-quality, affordable medications are available to the wider population. The allegations against CTGM run counter to our mission and the principles we uphold in serving the greater good.
As a Common Estate corporation, CTGM operates under the strict oversight of the Hier, and is under the direct oversight of the Hierminister responsible for Common Trust for Generic Medicines along with the professional infrastructure of the Ancient Trade Company of Salters and Chemists. CTGM complies with all relevant regulations and investigations commenced by the Hierminister. Our actions are guided by the principles of transparency, accountability, and adherence to the law. We maintain a cooperative relationship with regulatory authorities to uphold the highest standards in the pharmaceutical sector.
CTGM welcomes any impartial investigation into the allegations raised by Woolrey-Arnold Pharmaceutical. We are confident that such an inquiry will vindicate our organization, reaffirming our commitment to ethical conduct and responsible corporate citizenship.
It is crucial to recognize that the pharmaceutical industry plays a pivotal role in the well-being of our society. CTGM remains dedicated to the protection of Basrian interests, fostering innovation, and contributing to the overall health and prosperity of our nation and beyond.
CTGM believes in the judicial process as a fair and objective means of resolving disputes. We trust that a thorough examination of the facts will demonstrate our commitment to ethical practices and the advancement of public health.
For further inquiries, please contact:
Public Relations Department
Common Trust for Generic Medicines
pr@ctgm.nb
About CTGM:
The Common Trust for Generic Medicines (CTGM) is a Common Estate corporation committed to ensuring the availability of high-quality generic medicines for the Basrian public. We operate under strict regulatory oversight, upholding transparency and ethical standards in all our endeavors.
Disclaimer: This press release contains forward-looking statements based on current expectations and beliefs. These statements are subject to various risks and uncertainties that could cause actual results to differ materially. CTGM undertakes no obligation to update any forward-looking statements.
In the post-toddler bedtime calm of her home, Judge Esq. Tamar Gedridh reclined in her living room, ensconced in pillows and the glow of a television playing the latest episode of the docuseries Covington. The credits roll and the quietly intense credit music was joined by the shrill ring of her business phone. She hesitated, as she would not commonly get phone calls at this hour. She then reached for the device, glancing at the display to find an unknown number glaring back at her.
With a wary squint, she allowed the voicemail to answer. As he unknown caller spoke, a text readout simultaneously unfolded on the screen, each word tightening the already wary squint. 
"Judge Esquire Gedridh, we are happy you have been assigned to the CTGM case. Dismiss it. The reasons will reveal themselves, and you will find yourself on the short list of recommendations to the Prince for the Standing Quorum on Judicial Commissions and Tenure. Choose wisely, Judge."
Tamar held her glass of wine tight to her chest, she thought this case may be fraught with its connections to government but was not expecting this...

УКАЗ
Ставка Фреистат Далимбар
231125-01
О заместителе председателя Ставка
Ставка Фреистат Далимбар:
1. Принимает отставку адмирала Миховил Крешко с поста заместителя председателя Ставка и членство в Ставка;
...A. Награждение Героем Фреистат (первой степени) за образцовые героические заслуги перед Фреистат.
...Б. Начисление выходного пособия и пенсионного обеспечения в соответствии с УКАЗ-091026-02
...В. Далее присуждает госдачу в Районе 8 для его исключительного и частного использования
2. Назначает генерала армии ФС Иосип Франк заместителем председателя Ставка;
...A. Продолжает исполнять обязанности полевого командира Дальневосточной зоны
От имени Ставка,
Маршал Маркус Брианд
Председатель Ставка
Маршал Фреистат Далимбар
On the Vice Chairmanship of Stavka
Stavka of the Free State of Dalimbar:
1. Accepts the resignation of Adm. Mihovil Kresco as Vice Chairman of Stavka and membership in Stavka;
...A. Awards the "Hero of the Free State (First Class)" for exemplary heroic services to the Free State 
...B. Awards severance and retirement package in accordance with UKAZ-091026-02
...C. Further awards a gosdacha in District 8 for his exclusive and private use
2. Appoints Gen. Iosip Franc of FS Army as Vice Chairman of Stavka;
...A. Continues his duties as Field Commander of the Far-Eastern Control Zone
 
On behalf of Stavka,
Mar. Markus Briand,
Chairman of Stavka
Marshal of the Free State of Dalimbar

УКАЗ
Ставка Фреистат Далимбар
231125-01
О заместителе председателя Ставка
Ставка Фреистат Далимбар:
1. Принимает отставку адмирала Миховил Крешко с поста заместителя председателя Ставка и членство в Ставка;
...A. Награждение Героем Фреистат (первой степени) за образцовые героические заслуги перед Фреистат.
...Б. Начисление выходного пособия и пенсионного обеспечения в соответствии с УКАЗ-091026-02
...В. Далее присуждает госдачу в Районе 8 для его исключительного и частного использования
2. Назначает генерала армии ФС Иосип Франк заместителем председателя Ставка;
...A. Продолжает исполнять обязанности полевого командира Дальневосточной зоны
От имени Ставка,
Маршал Маркус Брианд
Председатель Ставка
Маршал Фреистат Далимбар
On the Vice Chairmanship of Stavka
Stavka of the Free State of Dalimbar:
1. Accepts the resignation of Adm. Mihovil Kresco as Vice Chairman of Stavka and membership in Stavka;
...A. Awards the "Hero of the Free State (First Class)" for exemplary heroic services to the Free State 
...B. Awards severance and retirement package in accordance with UKAZ-091026-02
...C. Further awards a gosdacha in District 8 for his exclusive and private use
2. Appoints Gen. Iosip Franc of FS Army as Vice Chairman of Stavka;
...A. Continues his duties as Field Commander of the Far-Eastern Control Zone
 
On behalf of Stavka,
Mar. Markus Briand,
Chairman of Stavka
Marshal of the Free State of Dalimbar

УКАЗ
Ставка Фреистат Далимбар
231125-01
О заместителе председателя Ставка
Ставка Фреистат Далимбар:
1. Принимает отставку адмирала Миховил Крешко с поста заместителя председателя Ставка и членство в Ставка;
...A. Награждение Героем Фреистат (первой степени) за образцовые героические заслуги перед Фреистат.
...Б. Начисление выходного пособия и пенсионного обеспечения в соответствии с УКАЗ-091026-02
...В. Далее присуждает госдачу в Районе 8 для его исключительного и частного использования
2. Назначает генерала армии ФС Иосип Франк заместителем председателя Ставка;
...A. Продолжает исполнять обязанности полевого командира Дальневосточной зоны
От имени Ставка,
Маршал Маркус Брианд
Председатель Ставка
Маршал Фреистат Далимбар
On the Vice Chairmanship of Stavka
Stavka of the Free State of Dalimbar:
1. Accepts the resignation of Adm. Mihovil Kresco as Vice Chairman of Stavka and membership in Stavka;
...A. Awards the "Hero of the Free State (First Class)" for exemplary heroic services to the Free State 
...B. Awards severance and retirement package in accordance with UKAZ-091026-02
...C. Further awards a gosdacha in District 8 for his exclusive and private use
2. Appoints Gen. Iosip Franc of FS Army as Vice Chairman of Stavka;
...A. Continues his duties as Field Commander of the Far-Eastern Control Zone
 
On behalf of Stavka,
Mar. Markus Briand,
Chairman of Stavka
Marshal of the Free State of Dalimbar

Metropolitan cities of Drir and Aibuz opening secession talks: What it entails for Helmaamoi and the representatives in the national Budynok Narodu
Julia Katerines, Reporter

The island archipelago of Zolhan and Drir are separated from the mainland by the Viatic Ocean and Ersan Channel. Despite the founding of the ancient era of Peouroun people beginning on the island of Drir, it and the island of Zolhan have always been estranged states when in the union with the other states.
Drir, the first to ratify the current constitution, was an avid player in uniting the Peouroun people from the grips of numerous cliques and smaller republics that tried to consolidate regional power through force. Along the way, another amicable entity was Aibuz (Zolhan), who joined Drir in their efforts to put our peoples under one flag.

Map of Peourouin's cities
By 1340, much of the modern-day borders were official. With differences settled with Sekiya with the establishment of autonomous regions in both countries, each piece was settling into place to have the first republic established under Peouroun authority.
Feziklyr was the capital of the then republic and was monumental in situating Peourouin into the international light at the time. The city slowly grew to an overbearing 1.3 million in the spaces between the river Myv and river Fransoissignant, an area of barely 150 km2 (smaller than D.C.) by 1353. The eventual sprawl of the city kicked off by 1354 growing west and southwest into the current municipalities of Roshtimal, Uksuralya, and Misto Feziklyrsouts. These municipalities drew in major island and immigrant populations for its inexpensive land, cost of living, and influence they could have in national politics.
By 1357, the city more than doubled its population of 1343 to just under 3.0 million and reached north of the river Fransoi. to the border of state of Baoken. The city was on its frills during its breakneck pace of expansion and population growth taking a toll on the infrastructure and essential services being provided by the city. Two major accidents instilled the fear of Feziklyr as the massive, "Frankensteined" layout of the city.
The first accident occurred on 3 March 1365 where a freight truck carrying ammonium nitrate collided with a fuel tanker on the inner ring expressway along the river Myv. The accident sparked a massive explosion in the heart of the city, causing >1,000 deaths and >15,000 injuries in the nearby vacinity. Residential blocks, highrises, and historical buildings were extensively damaged, if not already demolished by the shockwave it sent throughout the city. Damage figures were estimated to be as high as 15 billion Ńeupyturs (adjusted for inflation).
The second accident occurred on Peourouin Ratification Day, 12 April 1378 where the rail bridge connecting Feros'--an exurb of Misto Feziklyrsouts--to Feziklyr Central Station was shut down after reports of the ride across the section became hazardous. The long distance train from Wropens, however, did not receive the discretion to reroute north of the original route and continued in the direction of the shut down section of track. Making a stop at Logdyshch, the train intended to pick up servicemen and women from training bringing them back home for the remembrance of the lives laid down for the good of the country. The arrival of the train was late, so the conductor increased the speed of the train to at least minimize the delay of the train, but approaching the section of track the train began to encounter track unevenness until the train derailed off the bridge. 239 passengers were on that train, 190 perished and 45 were injured.
These accidents sparked the opinion that the fragility of the city did not make it feasible to name Feziklyr the capital of the country. Though, the states of Drir and Zolhan strongly argued against the switch to a new capital claiming that the representation of the island states would be glossed over. Knowing that the majority of the country would be in favor, the states staged a collaboration party that pushed for the islands to gain independence during the election season of 1404. Though it initially did not gain traction, the past election year, 1422 saw the first time the opposition party (Independence for the Islands Party) ran directly against the highly popular People First Party of current President Aleks Humatiy. And earlier this week, the first official secession talks were held.
The situation is novel, and we will bring the latest from Drir and Zolhan as soon as our reporters in those states gain any information.
(STATEMENT: Peourouin Today is not affiliated with the Peouroun government, Budynok Narodu, or the Supreme Court of Peourouin. We are an independent journal whose goal is to provide the nation and Esferos with the independent, with facts news and coverage through the lens of Peourouin.)
Matchday 3: Peourouin's Perilous Loss Against United Adaikes, Home Boys Enraged as Team Has "Put Shame" on Peouroun Legacy in Football
Brandon Trella, Junior Correspondent

United Peourouin Sports Authority Logo (логотип Союзні Перуен Спорт Авторитет)
The United Peourouin Sports Authority proudly represents Team Peourouin at the World Cup of Football.
For the third match in a row, the United Peourouin Sports Authority team representing Peourouin at the WCF3 has lost against its opponents from Cambria, the game with 7 scored goals, a record for the WCF3 at this point in time, Teralyon with a 2-0 score on Peourouin, and this past match with United Adaikes with a 1-0 score.
Supporters in Feziklyr--the most avid of supporters--have been nonstop talking about the previous three matches, but some have taken their frustrations out on the streets. Some blame the aging coach, some believe the games are a simulation, both coming from fringe supporters.
The team has been working diligently to put up their best defenses against attack-focused compositions and tactics, but to no avail. We were again able to speak with Head Coach Nikolas Saprots and one of the managers, Mikhail Ascerbiv, on the recent games.
We spoke to Head Coach Saprots right after the game:
B. Trella "We've seen major work being done on the field, and with your expertise, it's no wonder the team has been kicking and screaming at every game."
HC Nikolas Saprots "I certainly agree with your assessment of the team, they've put tooth and nail into every pass, corner, and attempt. These guys are impressive to say the least."
B. Trella "How have you and the team stayed positive in light of the loss after loss? 
HC N. Saprots "The team has gone through a deep introspection into themselves before putting themselves on the field. Because what happens on the field stays on the field. You can't change the world while playing UA's team, Tera's team, or Cambria's team. And considering they're going on 6 days of matches and practices, they're exhausting their batteries and they need to recharge.
B. Trella "Peourouin is up against Sekiya next, our southern neighbor; how do you suspect the game progresses as allies and opponents simultaneously?"
HC N. Saprots "Sekiya as friends, it will always be. Whatever people say, they've been our most outspoken relationship our two nations have had. While they have had a good run, time can only tell if they worked up to the 4th match."
HC Saprots was still optimistic, sanguine about the abilities the team was able to perform and exercise during regulation.
Manager Mikhail Ascerbiv reached out to Peourouin Today to inform us about the matches in Ryxtylopia, the state of the team, and the business PM Olaysiy Udemmiena has coming along with the team.
B. Trella
"You are the manager of the players, what is the stadium schedule looking like?"
TM M. Ascerbiv "Right so MD1 and MD2 were at Istadio Gral. Tavara Diparti, against Cambria and Teralyon; MD3 is at Istadio Raquivas, which required the team to travel basically across the territory and was against United Adaikes; MD4 is back at Istadio Gral. Tavara Diparti and will be against Sekiya; and MD5 I do not remember. I apologize."
B. Trella "No worries, we will get that info after the next Matchday. So given the circumstances the team has experienced, what has been the state of the team lately?"
TM M. Ascerbiv
"Nothing major, we did have Sasha Vedmyyds--a defense reserve--leave to go back to Peourouin, no word to me about his reason but did notify the team that it was urgent. No significant injuries or fatigues (or inbalances of bile)."
B. Trella
"That's good to hear, and what about the PM's intention of attending the WCF3?"
TM M. Ascerbiv
"Interesting question, but no real motive but just a woman needing a holiday and some fun. I don't blame her; the food, culture, atmosphere, and the energy emanating from all of the fans is invigorating. It's a shame the President didn't also visit!"
Team manager Ascerbiv was also optimistic about the match later this week. The team has seen nothing but losses, but every match hews our knife's edge, making the team sharper than ever and ready to take on its next opponent.
(STATEMENT FROM EDITOR: Please remain calm. There is an increase in coverage of the possibility of two states seceding from the Allied States of Peourouin. We must take the utmost caution when approaching the topic, but we also want to inform you of the latest, unfiltered news unfolding in the core of the country.)

The Coming of Tamar
In the age of ancient mists, when shadows played upon the tapestry of time, there strode forth a warrior queen named Tamar, a colossus with tresses of chestnut, flowing like the russet leaves of autumn, and a countenance kissed by the ancient sun, imbuing her with olive-hued radiance. Her eyes, a vibrant green adorned with flecks of precious gold, mirrored the fires that blazed within her spirit.
From the bosom of her ancestral lands, Tamar marched northward, a formidable procession of ten thousand warriors marching to the cadence of destiny. The People of the River, in their hour of need, had dispatched emissaries, invoking Tamar's aid against the marauding Berganisk tribesmen. The thundering war drums of desperation had resounded through the ages, reaching her ears.
With a visage etched in determination and a sword clasped to her side, Tamar, akin to a tempest given flesh, led her mighty host through the craggy expanses of the northern realms. The very air seemed to hum with the echoes of their march, a prelude to the saga unfolding in the chronicles of antiquity.
As Tamar approached the field of strife, where the clash of arms and the lamentations of the oppressed composed a haunting symphony, she beheld the vast theater of conflict. The Berganisk tribesmen, fierce and unyielding, loomed like an insurmountable tempest. Yet, Tamar stood undaunted, a radiant beacon in the gathering storm.
The battle erupted, a dance of blades meeting blades, and the earth quivered beneath the weight of fate. Tamar, with the grace of a hunting falcon and the ferocity of a she-wolf guarding her progeny, wove through the chaos, her sword singing a ballad of liberation. Her warriors, inspired by her valor, fought as if each stroke of their weapons was a stanza in an ageless hymn.
Amidst the ebb and flow of conflict, Tamar's prowess proved unmatched. She carved a path through the ranks of the Berganisk tribesmen, her sword a divine implement of justice. The rivers of crimson flowed, and the very soil seemed to groan beneath the tumult of the confrontation.
In the heart of battle, Tamar confronted the chieftain of the Berganisk, a formidable adversary with eyes reflecting the storms of the northern seas. The clash of their weapons resonated like thunder, and sparks ascended like celestial embers. Tamar, resolute and unyielding, emerged triumphant, and the chieftain's surrender echoed through the battlefield like a zephyr.
With the Berganisk chieftain kneeling in submission, Tamar, her voice resonating with the authority of ancient times, proclaimed terms of peace. The invading hordes were subdued, and the People of the River, rescued from the encroaching darkness, hailed Tamar as their deliverer and queen.
The saga of Tamar, the ancient warrior queen, inscribed itself upon the scrolls of time, a tale of valor, sacrifice, and the indomitable spirit that rises to meet the challenges of a bygone era. Her name, a radiant luminary in the tapestry of history, stood as a testament to the enduring might of those who brandish the sword in the pursuit of justice and salvation.

Team Giovanniland's International Records
in the Esferiad and World Cup
Tournament Stage Match Scorer(s) I Summer Esferiad,
Saint-Josalyn, Cambria
Group
Stage GIO 2-1 HEJ Regina Horatiano-Viselli (50', 76') GIO 1-1 KCM
(2-2 at extra time,
3-2 penalties) Lorentio Santo-Ferrari (24') Matteo Ventomar (102') Penalty scorers: Manuella Giakobo,
Lorentio Santo-Ferrari
and Sergio Feragi Faustiano
GIO 1-0 IRA Sergio Feragi Faustiano (78') Semifinal GIO 2-1 FJA Pietro Takeda (49') Gustavo Zapata (70') Final GIO 3-6 NIU Regina Horatiano-Viselli (5') Pietro Takeda (32') Gustavo Zapata (81') 1st World Cup of Football,
United Adaikes
Group
Stage
GIO 1-1 FHA Kassio Fidustio-Severi (4o') GIO 0-0 PAL   GIO 1-3 LXA Gustavo Zapata (15') GIO 2-0 DAL Klementina de Abreo-Florino (7') Giustiniano Nottua-Glabrio (40') GIO 1-1 LTR Herbina Gavio Horati (22') Round of 16 GIO 1-3 IRA Gustavo Zapata (10') II Summer Esferiad,
Quorivo & Kharventhin,
Giovanniland & Blue Bubble
Group
Stage
GIO 2-0 ARF Arabella Viator-Nyima (35') Lorentio Santo-Ferrari (66') GIO 0-1 FJA    GIO 3-0 TUP Matteo Ventomar (9', 21') Arabella Viator-Nyima (58') GIO 3-1 UAD Kassio Fidustio-Severi (29') Gustavo Zapata (45'+2') Klementina de Abreo-Florino (77') Quarterfinal GIO 1-0 DIL Gustavo Zapata (10') Semifinal GIO 2-2 NIU
(2-2 at extra time,
5-4 penalties) Pietro Takeda (21') Ottavio Laquo-Tertulli (90'+3') Penalty scorers: Teodoro Sonserina,
Gabriella Orfeo, Pietro Takeda, 
Klementina de Abreo-Florino,
and Gustavo Zapata
Final GIO 0-1 KCM   2nd World Cup of Football,
Hertfordshire and Jammbo Group
Stage GIO 1-0 ALC Hortensia Purparbone (30') GIO 1-0 KUR Matteo Ventomar (89') GIO 1-3 KCM Giovanni Oliverde-Lastrilla (52') GIO 3-3 FJA Matteo Ventomar (17', 65') Lorentio Santo-Ferrari (38') GIO 4-1 RSY Giustiniano Nottua-Glabrio (4') Gustavo Zapata (45'+1', 61') Pietro Takeda (80') Round of 16 GIO 1-3 LXA Pietro Takeda (39') 3rd World Cup of Football,
Ryxtylopia Group
Stage GIO 1-0 TRL Gustavo Zapata (67') GIO 0-2 RSY   GIO 2-4 KCM Vittoria Oriastella (23') Matteo Ventomar (35') GIO ??? UAD ??? GIO ??? APR ??? Leaderboard:
Name Goals Scored Rank Gustavo Zapata 9 #1 Matteo Ventomar 7 #2 Pietro Takeda 5 #3 Lorentio Santo-Ferrari 3 #4 Regina Horatiano-Viselli Arabella Viator-Nyima 2 #6 Giustiniano Nottua-Glabrio Klementina de Abreo-Florino Sergio Feragi Faustiano 1 #9 Giovanni Oliverde-Lastrilla Kassio Fidustio-Severi Herbina Gavio Horati Ottavio Laquo-Tertulli Hortensia Purparbone Vittoria Oriastella (Note: These lists do not include other international matches played by Giovanniland.)