Mylkthyn is a great country, with a good king. USBE, on the other hand, is having some problems

(Spring, in 473 CE)

"Proctor! Mylkthyn has agreed to exchanging embassies and accepted the non-aggression pact!" said Head of DI, Vanya Inglytch.

The Proctor dismissively replied, "Mylkthyn? Isn't that that swampland on the southern continent?"

Inglytch sighed. "You've been at the bottle again, haven't you. I don't blame you. It has been a tough couple of months for us all. Yes, Mylkthyn is the secretive nation of marshes on South (continent name here). They have earned a reputation of being elusive and intelligent. They signed a non-aggression pact with us, one that you sent."

The Proctor grimaced, trying to remember through the fog of strong drink, "Yes, yes, that country. Put the DIS on the men who come to be the ambassadors. But make sure we know of their customs and fugitives. We don't want another Sectlike debacle, especially given how the Shans turned out. Gods above, I miss being in the cavalry. I'm just not cut out for the world of global politics."

"Well, none of us seem to be. We never anticipated such a large conflict would come of accepting the Shans. But the solution to that problem does not lie at the bottom of a bottle, Proctor!" the exasperated attendant sighed.

OOC: tell me how badly my first non-Diplomacy RP is, despite the fact that it is technically diplomacy RP.