mythtrav16
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Your main character is a sharp young man, rising quickly through the ranks of a large merchant corporation. One day, he comes across a mysterious expense of several million dollars, annually, within the company's finances. The expense is simply described by one vaguely greek-sounding word, which is up to you, but for the purposes of this post, I will call it "Fylovrachos."
The young businessman raises his concerns to his immediate superior, and the superior says he will look in to the matter. Trusting his boss, the man thinks little more of the issue until Fylovrachos comes up again next year as a renewed expense. The man again alerts his superior, and is again brushed off with an assurance the matter will be investigated and that he needn't look in to it any more. His curiosity piqued, the man googles Fylovrachos, and discovers that it is the name of a very small island-nation in the agean sea. But he can't find much more information, due to the country's obscurity.
Within a few years, the young hot-shot has earned a place on the company's board of directors. And after a few months in this lucrative job, he finally discovers the truth of the Fylovrachos contract, when the board travels to the island for a week-long conference.
Fylovrachos is more accurately described as a tall rock sticking out of the sea, than an island. Its coastline is mostly sheer cliff walls, with only a small bay suitable for docking. It is safe to dock in calm weather, but during storms, the waves would pound any docked ships into the rock walls, meaning that the island can't keep it's own fishing vessels. The rugged peak of the island is unsuitable for farming, too.
Yet despite its severe lack of natural resources, a surprisingly large population lives within the large network of caves (and artificial chambers) that runs throughout the island. The nation makes a partial living by exporting things like handmade clothing to its neighbors, but throughout its long, proud history, the country has largely sustained itself through contracts forged with merchant guilds, such as its current arrangement with the main character's company.
In exchange for supplying their kingdom with essentials for a year, the monarchy of Fylovrachos offers the company's directors a week of accommodation, in which they are free to partake in the company of many of the country's most beautiful young women. The women they get to chose from all offer themselves freely - willing and proud to serve their country. And of course, some of them just love to screw.
The arrangement actually serves two purposes as not only does it earn Fylovrachos its supplies, but it also introduces a large amount of foreign DNA, which limits the extent of inbreeding.
The "conference" was just a cover story. In reality, the trip is nothing more than a wild sex holiday for all the directors. The new kid is astounded when he is finally told the truth about the Fylovrachos account. But he quickly warms to the arrangement when a few of the seductive grecian goddesses begin flirting with him...
The young businessman raises his concerns to his immediate superior, and the superior says he will look in to the matter. Trusting his boss, the man thinks little more of the issue until Fylovrachos comes up again next year as a renewed expense. The man again alerts his superior, and is again brushed off with an assurance the matter will be investigated and that he needn't look in to it any more. His curiosity piqued, the man googles Fylovrachos, and discovers that it is the name of a very small island-nation in the agean sea. But he can't find much more information, due to the country's obscurity.
Within a few years, the young hot-shot has earned a place on the company's board of directors. And after a few months in this lucrative job, he finally discovers the truth of the Fylovrachos contract, when the board travels to the island for a week-long conference.
Fylovrachos is more accurately described as a tall rock sticking out of the sea, than an island. Its coastline is mostly sheer cliff walls, with only a small bay suitable for docking. It is safe to dock in calm weather, but during storms, the waves would pound any docked ships into the rock walls, meaning that the island can't keep it's own fishing vessels. The rugged peak of the island is unsuitable for farming, too.
Yet despite its severe lack of natural resources, a surprisingly large population lives within the large network of caves (and artificial chambers) that runs throughout the island. The nation makes a partial living by exporting things like handmade clothing to its neighbors, but throughout its long, proud history, the country has largely sustained itself through contracts forged with merchant guilds, such as its current arrangement with the main character's company.
In exchange for supplying their kingdom with essentials for a year, the monarchy of Fylovrachos offers the company's directors a week of accommodation, in which they are free to partake in the company of many of the country's most beautiful young women. The women they get to chose from all offer themselves freely - willing and proud to serve their country. And of course, some of them just love to screw.
The arrangement actually serves two purposes as not only does it earn Fylovrachos its supplies, but it also introduces a large amount of foreign DNA, which limits the extent of inbreeding.
The "conference" was just a cover story. In reality, the trip is nothing more than a wild sex holiday for all the directors. The new kid is astounded when he is finally told the truth about the Fylovrachos account. But he quickly warms to the arrangement when a few of the seductive grecian goddesses begin flirting with him...
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