The Treaty of Dublin

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Mulling over the treaty paper, Devon began to disagree with a "rule" of the finalized treaty.
He began to frown. Interrupting a slide, and general discussion in the room, he lifted himself from his chair and looked upon all those before him.

"Now, I'm sure your all aware, that we Mollys want peace between the Bretonian Police and armed forces. And I'm afraid that Mr.Crane here, has created a contradictory rule on this treaty. I am unsure as to how this was published in the final copy, but this won't stand."

Devon lifted the treaty. "Section one, rule four, of the peace treaty between Bretonian police authorities and armed forces, reads..."Bretonian forces must stay out of Dublin unless requested or carrying gold from Arranmore"
I for one, do not agree with this rule. I believe it contradicts the whole point of the peace treaty. This treaty is supposed to encourage Bretonians to flourish in Dublin, creating a rich economy boosting profits in general. Not just in gold."

Devon clears his throat and continues.
"I her-by appose this treaty until the above rule is argued in favor, removed or changed to something more lenient. That is all."

Much chatter and a roar of conversation emerged.

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