by Max Barry

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Region: The East Pacific

Krionik

Evrigenis wrote:

When Katrina Tchenya received the Krioniki musicians' and artists' information from Nicolas Danto on January 9th, 2030, she had tried not to laugh. And failed. Allow other modes here? Without having them immigrate? In Evrigenis? She was used to strange ideas from the minister of trade. But this? She had her doubts, but it came down to philoxenia, and she did her duty. She sent the visas and made the travel arrangements. The guests would come by boat to the black sand beaches and sunny weather and minimal humidity of Penelope's Paradise. They would, of course, be met with a crowd of tourists. She laid back in her office, and let the local officials do the rest of the work.

The azure waters of the Great Southern Ocean sparkled while the music hall and pavilion were being set up. Finally, advertisements and the schedule were sent out, and a banner saying "Добродошли!" was left to float in the mild breeze. By the next week, Penelope's Paradise was ready to host a music festival.

Translation for the little Serbian: Welcome
A little background: I'm using Argentina as a loose inspiration for my geography. Thus wine is made in the mountains and there are relatively warm tourist spots and I have territory in Antarctia.
Another Greek reference: Only certain "modes"/styles of music are allowed in Evrigenis as a part of the Platonic education system.

After their long trip by sea, the Kriosaivak musicians arrive. Even before they depart the boat, their show begins. As the doors onto the pier open, the first to leave are the Formosans, a dozen elegantly dressed women in the long flowing garments that are traditional to their home. As they move, the small strands of cloth affixed to their sleeves and dresses flutter through the air, trailing behind them. As they walk, they smile and wave at the small crowd that has gathered around the pier, one amongst them playing a small flute as the rest of them give a rapid dance to the crowd. After the short dance is over, the girls give a quick bow and form into two columns on either side of the pier.

The next to leave the boat are the Belskans. A dozen men and women in traditional armor march out of the boat, slamming the butts of their spears into the wood of the pier with each step they take. Behind them, two more figures march out, beating a steady rhythm on their drums. Quickly, the Belskans reach the end of the lead and spread out, giving the crowd another bow.

Finally, the biggest group of all leaves the boat. A group of the National Air Corps’ Honor Band march out at a rapid speed, speeding past the dancers and the Belskans before coming to a stop at the front of the group. Turning to the assembled crowd, they too give a bow, before launching into a rousing marching song. As they play, the other two groups form up behind them, and they begin to move off towards the venue, the small flags attached to the Belskan spears fluttering in the breeze.

OOC: I’m not really satisfied with this, but I’m on mobile and it’s the best I can do atm. :P

By the way, if anyone’s curious what the Air Corps looks like, check out the discord for art of their uniform! :P

Great algerstonia and Evrigenis

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