Concert of Europe

[ELITEofWARMANGINGERYBREADMEN88]

Fine Points there Lord Liverpool. I believe you are rights on some of the issues, including our deafets. However, I believe that those who suffered the most and did the most should get the rightful share of Money. We and the Prussians,unlike your goverment with no offense, had to fight the French Early on, before any other goverments decided to intervere. Yes, Our losses did not help the cause, however, We wore down Napolean's army, so that the British/Russian forces and other nations could fight him better.

I believe That France should pay the full amount or a slighty less amount it owns to the allies. It would not be fair to tell a country that your former leader just ravange that you will pay 50 million talers, but let that country pay the other 50-150 million talers it still has in debt.

It's one thing if France pays 80 or 90 million Talers to us, out of 100, but we will not let them pay 25 or 50 and expect us to foot the rest of the bill.



Joint Statement from Francis II and Metternich

[Franconicus]

Two are still missing - the Western countries, of course. Always get up late!

[King Kurt]

Sorry guys - pressure of work - I have all my diplomacy in and hope to sort out my move by tomorrow
- but be fair - I have been capturing the upstart Carpetian pretender and reinstating the Carolginian Empire so I have been busy!!

[Franconicus]

Letter from Karl Philipp zu Schwerzenberg, Feldmarschall of the Empirial Army of Austria to the Emperor Franz:

Sire,

I fought many battle against the French in my duty for the German nation. All of them were hard fights. However, my hardest hour was, when I had to learn that my supreme commander did not respect my services. Therefore I send You my command and my orders.
To the Earl of Liverpool: English, it is easy to challange the Great Napoleon, if there is an oceans between. I know very well the part England played in this game. Maybe I may remember that I was at Leipzig, the greatest battle in history, the one, were allnations of Euroipe fought side by side against the French eagle. The only ones I did not see there were the English. And who fought the Battle of Waterloo, that makes you so proud? Prussian soldiers as well as soldiers of Hannover.
I realize the importance of your support, however, I do not see which English cities were burned by the French Emperor, which fields devasted. What for do you need compensation?

[ELITEofWARMANGINGERYBREADMEN88]

Hm, My Feldmarschall is leaving?

[King Kurt]

The discrete footmen placed the decanters of port on the crisp linen of the dinning table of the private dining room of White’s, London's most select gentleman's club. The Prince Regent looked across the smoked filled room and spoke with a slight slur in his voice.
"So, Liverpool, what's all this fuss about some Austrian general fellow?"
Lord Liverpool took a large swig from his glass of Port and smiled
"Well your majesty, as you will know the sole criteria for rising in the ranks of the Austrian Army is age and defeats - the older you are and the more defeats you have the higher rank you get!! As a consequence, they have the largest number of high ranking generals in any army in Europe."
A roar of laughter rumbled round the table and Lord Liverpool, warming to his task, continued
"Of course, the other consequence of senility as a rank of office is that the eyesight and the memory goes. This Generalissimo "What's his name" says that he was at Leipzig and saw no English men. Well sir, in defence of the Royal Horse Artillery who were there, I say this - perhaps he was so far from the action that he did not see them. As for Waterloo, what knows he of matters there. As usual the Austrians were somewhere else, probably eating coffee and cake, while the Iron Duke showed Boney a thing or two. At least our Prussian Allies could be depended on to do something - I mean old Blucher managed to turn up at the end and help chase the French from the field. If left to the devices of old Generalissimo we would all be talking French, eh Wellesley!!" The tall simply dressed, slightly haughty fellow dinner to Liverpool's left grunted agreement. " The Generalissimo would do to consult his history books - we were at war consistently with the little tyrant - all they managed to do was set things in motion, blunder around a bit then loose disastrously to Boney. Then they would give up some far flung province or 2, make peace then sit around until we came along with another Coalition to face the French.
Liverpool turned to the table as a whole, by now partially obscured by the cigar smoke. His fellow dinners were in good mood and their rosy cheeks bore witness to the amount of Claret and Port already consumed as well as the roaring fire in the massive fireplace.
"Some people may say that the only reason the Austrian army wears white coats is that it makes it easier to make flags of surrender, but I am too much of a gentleman to suggest such a thing"
With that he sat down amid gales of laughter, laughter which was to carry on long into the night.

[Franconicus]

The discrete footmen placed the decanters of port on the crisp linen of the dinning table of the private dining room of White’s, London's most select gentleman's club. The Prince Regent looked across the smoked filled room and spoke with a slight slur in his voice.
"So, Liverpool, what's all this fuss about some Austrian general fellow?"
Lord Liverpool took a large swig from his glass of Port and smiled
"Well your majesty, as you will know the sole criteria for rising in the ranks of the Austrian Army is age and defeats - the older you are and the more defeats you have the higher rank you get!! As a consequence, they have the largest number of high ranking generals in any army in Europe."
A roar of laughter rumbled round the table and Lord Liverpool, warming to his task, continued
"Of course, the other consequence of senility as a rank of office is that the eyesight and the memory goes. This Generalissimo "What's his name" says that he was at Leipzig and saw no English men. Well sir, in defence of the Royal Horse Artillery who were there, I say this - perhaps he was so far from the action that he did not see them. As for Waterloo, what knows he of matters there. As usual the Austrians were somewhere else, probably eating coffee and cake, while the Iron Duke showed Boney a thing or two. At least our Prussian Allies could be depended on to do something - I mean old Blucher managed to turn up at the end and help chase the French from the field. If left to the devices of old Generalissimo we would all be talking French, eh Wellesley!!" The tall simply dressed, slightly haughty fellow dinner to Liverpool's left grunted agreement. " The Generalissimo would do to consult his history books - we were at war consistently with the little tyrant - all they managed to do was set things in motion, blunder around a bit then loose disastrously to Boney. Then they would give up some far flung province or 2, make peace then sit around until we came along with another Coalition to face the French.
Liverpool turned to the table as a whole, by now partially obscured by the cigar smoke. His fellow dinners were in good mood and their rosy cheeks bore witness to the amount of Claret and Port already consumed as well as the roaring fire in the massive fireplace.
"Some people may say that the only reason the Austrian army wears white coats is that it makes it easier to make flags of surrender, but I am too much of a gentleman to suggest such a thing"
With that he sat down amid gales of laughter, laughter which was to carry on long into the night.

A young man raised from his armchair. He wore no uniform, but from the way he moved everyone saw that he was an officer. He went to the door, but when he passed Liverpool, he stopped. With a smile on his face he said with a low voice: "Thrue, very true! They really lost many battles against Napoleon, those Austrians."
Everybody was quiet, all eyes watched this strange officer, as he went to the door. There he stopped again, turned around.
"Though, if my memory serves, ... " he hesitated, as if he was thinking intensly about something; "I have never heard an Austrian officer cry for the night or the arrival of the Prussians."
With these words he left the room.
"Who is this baboon?" cried Liverpool.
Someone on his side replied: "His name is Clausewicz, I guess. He came with the Prussian ambassador. I think he was in the staff of Blücher."
Liverpool shook his head: "These Krauts will never undertand the fine arts of war!"