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The Hello and welcome delegates all to our final episode of the Delegation game.

This here is our final narrative episode, where what you've

done in the previous week will have an impact on the story in our final two episodes to come

to the conclusion and epilogue, or maybe I'm not going to call it an epilogue, I'm not quite

sure what I'm going to call it yet, but the consequences of your actions and the curious

inner workings of my mind will tell those stories.

I hope you'll stay tuned for those final episodes where the fate of the world, to some extent at least, will be examined, and the fate of your individual delegates will also be addressed.

Expect those two episodes next Monday on the 8th of July, all being well with our scheduling.

For now though, we need to get into this thing.

It wasn't deliberate, although it's certainly pleasing to my OCD senses, that we contain our mad story within 20 episodes.

So, without any further ado, let's see how that story comes to an end.

The peacemakers are all assembled.

The delegates are all in a row and remains to make peace

and bid good luck and Godspeed to the friends you have met

over the last six months.

The room was heavy with anticipation, or perhaps it was simply the weight of so many thousands of breaths, all being released and captured at once.

This was it, the final plenary conference, the exclamation point, on a series of diplomatic achievements, which were without equal in human history.

In a flurry of activity, peace treaties had been made with all the relevant parties, and there was much to be proud of. This likely explained the fact that even though there was a great

deal on the line, the mood was amenable to some more discussion. It was inevitable that the

delegates assembled would want to speak about the treaty or the events of the last few months.

Here in the great conference room of the Annabay Hotel, many would get their chance.

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