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Country: Azerbaijan (meaning either "protected by fire" or "place of holy fire") Capital:  Baku Languages: Azerbaijani; secondary Russian and Turkish; tertiary English, German and Arabic Birthday: 28 May (1918; successful establishment of the Azerbaijan Democratic Republic) Important Dates: Independence from the Soviet Union   Declared 30 August 1991   Completed 18 October 1991 Current Boss: Ilham Aliyev (Azerbaijan likes him immensely, though he's still second to his father.) Human Name:   Anar  ("will understand", joked as being rather ironic for someone as confusing as him); Aliyev (from his almost deified leader Heydar and his

The battlefield had long since been deserted by the time he woke up. The rancid smell of death hung in the air, far thicker than when the battle had been ongoing. It could no longer be covered up by adrenaline that coursed through their veins or the sense of fulfilling and belief that their actions were honourable and important; now there was just a feeling of desolation and abandonment, accompanied by a heavy weight on the chest. For Denmark, he realised that this weight wasn't just figurative and was the literal source of the difficulty he was having with breathing. He gave the hardest shove he could to whatever it was, difficult in the w

Norway finally reached his room. After running all that way it was a blessing to be safe and inside. He was still clutching the china cauldron decorated with intricate purple patterns that twisted around the outside in his hand despite having forgotten its use. His entire journey had been endless twists one after the other. He could've just had an enjoyable beachside picnic with his brother, but then that giant saw had attacked from the flooded street (he had seen it earlier; if only he had left then) and sliced the pine tree next to their table clean in half. They ran after that, making their way through the corn fields in the company of a