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RP: Return to sender
With Exbrenia finding the Artaecusian ship shortly after it crashed, the Exbrenian navy heads to the island to recover it, and after a fairly easy recovery, the ship was successfully towed back to Exbrenian ports, all cargo aboard the ship was reported missing, however the ship is mainly intact, as such Exbrenia contacts Artaecus on whether or not they wish for their ship back
RP: Militarization
We are continuing the militarization programs for the police and military. We are planning on using better assault weapons, ammunition, pistols, rifles (no-recoil, sniper, anti-material, or otherwise), and better materials that are cheaper, more durable, and comfortable. We are also designing more flexible and comfortable uniforms for the Army, Navy, Air-Force, and other military branches. We are also modernizing our vehicles, tanks, motorcycles, and others. We are also planning to develop new weapons for our police force. The police will have submachine guns, pistols, and smoke/stun bombs for regular duty, and assault rifles, snipers, bombs, and automatic pistols when needed. We will also implement militaries for the republics, in case of emergencies such as insurgencies. They will be armed with 2nd priority to the National Military.
We would like to coordinate with some nations as well.
RP: First Contact
The Trade Ships were greeted by the large, intimidating form of a Porthaven Class Battleship, sailing out to meet the Icewindian Ships.
The Porthaven came aside the nearest tradeship as a message was relaid to them.
"Unknown Ships, you have entered Cervanian Naval Space, prepare to be boarded and present yourselves." The Message was relaid as the Confederate ship readied a gang plank to board.
RP: An edible fit for a Queen.
A city council member in 
Cenagrad has apparently sent a pizza to Icewindia addressed to the Queen of Ice herself, Esolda. On the top of the pizza box there is a note that reads, “ you might enjoy this fancy pizza, courtesy of Cenagrad’s world famous psychedelic mushrooms. Enjoy the trip!”
Evve terre, Rumanian States, Schwypia, Evacasia, and 1 otherAntenesia
RP: We've been expecting you.
The 300 Missiles are being intercepted by CIWS and Interceptor Missiles
The Nonadian Bombers are being intercepted by a heavy airforce presence with 400-500 Fighter Jets in the air with the intention of shooting them down
The Luwuian Ground Forces are preparing for Naval and Land Invasions around Luwuia with 700-800k Troops ready(I previously made a re-militarization post)
The Troops that have been preparing for a naval invasion all board their ships and begin heading towards Nonadia with a heavy Naval Escort. The Luwuia Naval Ships near Nonadia begin to engage enemy ships with their priority to make sure the naval invasion succeeds.
800k Troops (On Standby)
10k Marines (Invading Nonadia)
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RP: Invade yes.
Around 10k Marines Begin invading Nonadia with a heavy naval escort.
Planes begin to intercept the bombers
[spoiler=forces]
10k Marines
2 Aircraft Carriers
8 Missile Cruisers
20 Destroyers
20 Frigates
10 Corvettes
RP: Assassination Attempt! or Prank gone wrong?
Gift is received well at first as a Offering however once Shinist Church officials eat a few slices to ensure that its not poisoned immediedly get High. After IIS Checks scene the Investigation was checked at first assumed an Assasination Attempt by Cenagrad. Media is blaring calling it an Act Of War. Eventually Media Apologises as Sticky note critical in Investigation was released.
Icewindian Government is insulted by Cenagrad for sending Drugs towards Esolda. It Demands Cenagrad leader an Apology.
RP: Assasination? Please, we don’t have time for that. Please accept our apology.
Cenagrad offically apologizes and states the council member responsible has been censured by the Cenagradian government.
RP: Apology Accepted
Icewindians accept the Apology but are now going to be very Wary of future Gifts.
Cenagrad and Antenesia
Etrians will begin moving in small numbers to the most suitable land and close by to the Stegosaur settlements to farm hardier grasses and grains to provide both to their gracious hosts as a tax for the land used and also ship back to Etrius to provide for the rapidly expanding population.
The recent jump in numbers of citizens stems from an increase in food stocks available since the unification, whereas before Hassan was the only republic with access to such resources and as such a much larger population. With food more readily available it is projected that the Federation will go from a surplus to a deficit of agricultural products within 10-15 years. But with land available to share with our only neighbors, this crisis may be able to be postponed - and perhaps even averted entirely for the foreseeable future.
For such a valuable asset provided, Lady Natalia tells her Silver Shpere ally to ask one favor of the throne. It will be granted if it falls within our power.
OORP: this means Stegos will be making a "revenue" in the form of taxes taken as food for stego communities from Etrian farmers
With the 3rd Nonadian-Luwuian war in its opening stages and the rising of tensions in the region at large, the Etrian garrison stationed in Comaraka will begin military drills and wargames with host nation forces to dissuade regional rivals from hostile action. With almost half of the previous force headed to Dejia to keep the city safe, its a priority to reaffirm Etrius' position in the area.
6th AEF (Army Expeditionary Force)
-14,000 Infantry
-75 T-100 MBT's
-150 Umpal AFV/App's
-60 Artillery of various types and sizes
With the government seemingly stabilized... Again... The 'DEG' That was responsible for the occupation of the city to keep violence from spilling in were reinforced by troops from the Etrian 6th AEF from Comaraka and now number a total of 4 times their original number. Orders have been given to keep hold of the city until some claimant or another shows up to negotiate its release to a unified and stable Icewindia. Food and supplies also continue to flow in through the Etrian occupied port from Etrius itself and imports purchased by the silver throne.
A great deal of effort is put into allowing the inhabitants to go about their daily lives without interruption to avoid unnecessary incidents. The impromptu curfew placed during the first days has been lifted and businesses operate without interference from Etrian troops. Soldiers use cameras to capture interactions between themselves and civilians to assure the international community that care is being taken with the populace should the need arise.
DEG + Reinforcements:
- 16,000 Infantry
- 25 MBT's
- 175 AFV/App's
- 32 Towed Artillery
- 16 MLRS's
Publically, the meeting has been downplayed as mere rumors, to spook the population even more so about outside interference, something the totalists have been quick to monopolize on with the following statement from Charles Mannfred:
"The reality of the matter is, no. No, I did not have a meeting with the Blayredeshians. If they are trying to undermine our elections, it'll be found out and dealt with, either by this current presidency or the next. Henrietta's encounter with the Icewindian was a spook to us all and these rumors only justify our concerns. The world's eyes are drifting towards us and it is up to us, as a collective, to hold that torch of syndicalism high so that it may bring to light the corruption and illness that is in this world. Let us, Basars, show the world the evil that is in it so that it may be purged. Today you cast your vote. Tomorrow, we shine bright."
CIS Major Horatio LeMay has returned to his Base in Rey, Texar, Blayredeshia and has reported his discussion with and findings of the Totalist Party of Basaran to the CIS Directory. His reports detailed that while the Blayredeshian government may be on disagreeing terms with the Totalists; they are very similar to the Confederacy on social matters and seem to hold the same core nationalistic values. The report also detailed that a Basaran under Totalist control would make an excellent Nationalist League ally. It seems that now all eyes in the Confederacy are looking towards Basaran.
RP: Occupied Deija, January 1st 2131
After change in Government Prince Ice Age II was given title of Dukedom of Deija an 14 year old is sent with 8 Guards challenge the Etrius Army to cease its occupation of Deija.
Emperor Hemlock wished to meet with Leadership of Basaran to change up Economic Ties and meet with leadership on certain events.
RP: Uncomfortable Meeting
President Trinity has agreed to meet with Hemlock, this time, no helicopters. It shall be held in the Union Hall in Ephyra
RP: The Rise of Post-Evverescu Music
Constanta, Rumania - Within just the last year, a new genre of music has arisen within Rumania known as "Post-Evverescu" which is a result of the blend of Evven and Rumanian music as a result of the increased interactions promoted by LATCU. Post-Evverescu is a very unique mix of Evven pyschrock, folk, and pop combined with Rumania's Post-Averescu punk and rock scene. The two genres have blended to create a group of several sub-genres ranging from Post-Evverescu Post-Rock and Post-Evverescu Post-Pop to Post-Evverescu Pyschrock. Evve terre
Candain, Fiercewood, Schwypia, Antenesia, and 2 othersThe Atomic Schism, and Canadra
RP: Everyday Lives: Home
The night sky was speckled with an unknowable number of stars. Blinking. Pulsating. As though they were sending thousands of micro signals across the cosmos. As far as the eye could see, they stretched infinitely, uncovered from the shadows of the night clouds. The weather in Dominold was a blessing for that matter as far as the Little Astronomer was concerned. Though for her father, standing beside her, he was happy enough for the good harvest and the security it had brought. . . Had brought. . . The Father looked down the hill and stared longingly at their little homestead below. The lights were off and though they were not inside, he knew the air conditioning would be as well. He sighed deeply as he turned to his daughter, sitting in the dirt next to the shrine, wrapped up like a Khosrau mummy in blankets, staring into the air like she was expecting something.
"Alright pup. It's getting cold out."
"Just a little bit more papa," the astronomer complained, "the weatherman said there would be meteor shower tonight."
Her father let out a chuckle,
"The weatherman didn't say anything about meteors. Just showers."
"But the sky's clear!"
The father looked up once more, surveying the atmosphere. Not a patch of clouds to be seen. . . at first. He pointed north, over the treetops and towards the hills leading to the mountains. A shadow lurked just above the horizon.
"Over there you see? That's the cold front."
"But it's already cold?"
"Well. . . It's going to get colder. You won't want to be out here much longer."
"But," huffed the Astronomer, "the house will still be cold too."
"No it won't."
She turned to face her father,
"I disagree!"
He froze, involuntarily. He felt a twitch in the back of his neck and a heat rise in his cheeks. He began to open his mouth, but stopped himself. He stared into his child's eyes, pushing down on the reflexive, primitive, argumentative, creature rising up.
"What did you just say?"
The Astronomer sat still, the realization of her words dawning across her face. The Father sighed deeply,
"Inside. Now."
~~
The house was not much warmer than the outdoors, the last of the day-heat dwindling away into the open air. Wrapped in her blankets, the Astronomer waddled to her room, not speaking to her mother sitting on the living room's sofa as she passed. The bedroom door slammed, echoing through the quiet house before fading into quiet, muffled sobs. The mother looked to her husband, unimpressed.
"Don't bring your boots in."
"They're already out."
"Good."
The Father lumbered over and fell into the sofa next to her, rubbing his eyes. The Mother flipped through a newspaper, straining her eyes to see in the dark.
"I could turn a light on," he offered.
"You wouldn't dare," she responded sarcastically.
"Just a few more weeks. We'll send her off. Then we'll sell-"
"Turn the radio on."
The Father leaned back in the sofa, a confused look washed over his face. The Mother didn't look up from the newspaper.
"Turn the radio on. Government station."
With a resigned sigh, the father stood up and switched on the radio on the coffee table. It was already on the Commonealth's Official Station. Before he had a chance to lower the volume, it crackled to life with a powerful, twisted, inspiring voice,
"-is the time for the true followers of Shangralore, God, and Acheinseolv to rise once more! Rise with the dawning sun! Rise with the fall of the Commonwealth! Rise and tear down those who-"
He shut the radio off.
The Father turned to his wife, eyes wide. She motioned to the front page of the paper. In massive deep black letters, the headline read:
"Queen Flair Murdered! The Dual Church Takes Command!"
The Father was in shock, covering his mouth. His wife shook her head,
"You and your friends have really done it now."
He moved towards his wife, grabbing her hand. He whispered harshly,
"You know I've had nothing to do with this!"
"I disagree."
He pulled back, forcing her to her feet.
"Shut up. Shut up! I didn't do anything!"
"You joined their club. We were there at the baptism."
"They said they would help us! Give us what we needed to keep going. I didn't know this is what they wanted!"
"You're going to wake her."
"She probably up listening right now, it doesn't matter!"
"Joseph. Let. go."
Joseph looked down at her wrist, his hand clutched around it, tightening. He breathed deeply. Pushed down the beast. Cooled the heat. He released. His mind swam, practically drowning. He hesitantly sat himself on the edge of the sofa. His wife nursed her wrist.
"What are you going to do now?"
Joseph found himself staring at the floor, unable to bring himself to look her in the eye.
"They'll come in the morning," he said, hollowly, "For me. And for her."
"Only if they know about her."
Joseph nodded.
~~
Inside her bedroom, the Astronomer wiped tears from her eyes as she pressed her ear to the side of the door. She could hear her parents fighting about something, barely containing the anger in their voices, but the words were lost. She knew though, something about his fight was different from the others. Their tones, their frustration, it all felt off. Like they weren't fighting about something, but for something.
The Little Astronomer felt the floor boards creak as her parents walked closer towards her room. She quickly tried to stand up and rush to her bed, pretend she was asleep, but her foot caught the end of her blanket wrap and she found herself falling onto the ground. Struggling to stand back up, she turned around just in time to see her Father standing in the doorway.
"Pup. We need a talk."
"I- I was sleeping. I swear."
Joseph chuckled, but to the Astronomer, it sounded like it had hurt.
"It's okay. Come here."
He squatted down to reach her level as she cautiously pulled a trail of cloth behind her. When she had gotten close, Joseph pulled her into a close hug.
"You know I love you."
"Yes papa."
Behind the hug, his faced turned to a frown.
"Do you love me back?"
Silence fell.
Joseph released the hug, but continued to hold onto her shoulders tightly.
"Suzy. I need you to listen carefully."
Suzy stared at her father expectingly,
"Tomorrow. I'm going to leave. . ."
~~
Sózei woke in a cold sweat. She could hear her heart racing, overtaking the subtle tick of a grandfather clock in the house. She frantically looked around the dark bedroom. Little had changed in the past two decades. The bed was larger. The house was smaller. Shaking herself awake, Sózei dropped out of the covers and onto the floor. The wood was warm from the air conditioning, but she could feel the winter cold gripping the homestead outside. She looked at herself in the mirror, the darkness accentuating her black hair and sunken eyes. With increasing paranoia, she scanned the reflection for anything that was different. No extra shadow. No eyes creeping in the dark behind. Nothing. And still, she felt terrified. But already she could feel the nightmare fading, like the warmth from an unheated house.
Sózei sat down on the edge of her bed, breathing deeply as the adrenaline left her system. She told herself that the nightmare was gone, that her work was over. The shadows, the ghosts, they were all gone. But then, she looked up. The door to the living room was opened. Two white holes peered at her from void beyond. Sózei could barely react.
"Please," she begged as the eyes began to vanish back into the night, "Don't leave papa. . ."
Fiercewood, Evacasia, Antenesia, and Kemonomica
Guaranteeing Cervenia
Even with all of the international Ruckus, Archron has found itself free to do mostly what it Desires. A new nation, Cervenia, has now Archians eyes observing it. With the Third Luwu-Nondia war raging, Archron has delivered a official letter to the Cervenian Government, guaranteeing the country’s independence from Foreign invaders. Archron, secretly has done this in hopes of possibly exerting influence to bring yet another natiok into the TSE. This natiom in particular, being able to hold a strategic point in the sea.
RP: A Final Speech
[President Trinity Faux]
[December 2030]
[Union Hall]
[Ephyra, Basaran]
"Hearths-giving is upon us. Tis the season to celebrate and what better time to celebrate than mid-election. I hear the polls are swamped and I hear that things are looking fuzzy. Believe me, it ain't any easier up at the top either. I haven't come out here tonight just to celebrate either. I want to address the rumors that have been going around. Icewindia wasn't the first to influence us as a nation. That trophy goes to the 
The Atomic Schism when we helped the Dominold Republic secure its victory. That set us on the path to interventionism, putting ourselves out there for the world to see. We started to trade with our northern neighbors, revived old corporations under new management, and now here we are, terrified of the influence. The reality is, the influence we're afraid of is change. The election is the election and it'll always be ours. No one can touch that, not without a paper trail. We decided our future when we saved ourselves and embraced the much need community of Syndicalism. Unity is what we needed thirty years ago and it's what we still need today.
"The events of the past year have been intriguing and concerning simultaneously. We had Henrietta's scare and then recently, rumors of Blayredeshian influence and as of tonight, TSE influence. None of these aforementioned influences have directly affected our elections, aside from stirring public opinion. Instead, they've influenced our place in the world, our stance as a nation of people who just want to live free, happy, and as themselves. As such, I've accepted the collective invitations of 
Kemonomica, 
Fiercewood and Icewindia to join the faction of the Serene Ether. We already have ties to most of these nations, established a decade ago. This move finally solidifies what we started ten years ago. I look forward to our future and the benefits we as a collective will reap the rewards. Our torch of liberty will shine brighter than ever"
Fiercewood, Antenesia, and Blayredeshia
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WArmP_79QRQ
RP: The Great Bulwark
Grand Marshall Hemlock satisfied of his Bulwark surrounding the TNL is satisfied and Returns home. Knowing he has once and for all Ended TNL Influence in Basaran. Knowing his actions have brought Peace and Stability to the North.
However Grand Marshall Hemlock was now Preparing for his Endgame.
RP: O-Okay?
The Dushkari accept the loan offer!
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After consideration, it is supposed by many within the Federation government that Etrius has neglected many of its obligations in regards to it's northern most ally and Silver Sphere member. A number of specialists are to be dispatched immediately to the most populous region to begin the repair and modernization of travel, utility and communication infrastructure. Building materials will be brought in by ship directly from Etrius to begin construction as soon as possible.
Maintaining the primary port will take priority in order to ease import of material and personnel as well as to give the Dushkari the means to ship initial exports abroad to jump start the economy. To create a flow of wealth, Etrian engineers and designers of the projects will be hiring Dushkari laborers and provide a salary in the hopes of distributing incentive to work and with the intention to plant the foundation of a major industry to rely on in the new financial landscape
RP: Economy!
Minor Dushkari communities sees this as a good opportunity to establish an economy but the larger communities sees this as an encroachment on their trade..
RP: A departure for Icewindia
Rose would again, leave during the night. This time, she would leave Natalia roses in her place. Giving off a warmth and calm affect. Signifying she was away. Would Natalia have to track her down again?
Meanwhile, Rose would make a stop to Archron to grab something. Then, she would message Hemlock with the simple sentence of...
“Sharky, I have yet another thing for you. But this time, we talk in person”
RP: Bruh
Hemlock as his Profile of Big Dragon 404 types back.
"Thats my Wife's Nickname but im heading over."
Hemlock enters the drop-ship to go in stealth low altitude with a dated but Accurate Call-sign to enter Archron airspace should they be caught. Hemlock is ready to meet Rose.
RP: The rebirth of a prince
With Rose inviting Hemlock on a raid to Karz’s old home, she retrieved what she desired. However, she would have to wait. She would return to 
Etrius before receiving too much harsh words from her wife
RP: My Prince.
Hemlock would return to Werewolf Islands with Napoleon. He would bring forth with Gifts on there Anniversary. Dawn-breaker Armor he found modified to fit Aerial of Archron empire with a lifetime Supply of Worms and Tickets to Bird Watching with Hemlock, an Telescope and 30 Dresses, Tickets to a Movie Theatre for Wolfy of 
Werewolf Islands and authorization to begin Construction on an 420 feet Tall Statue of Wolfy in Wolfengrad. For Catherine he got her an Live MOAB Bomb that she purposely had hanged over the Dining Room, 30 Naval Uniforms, 300 Pairs of Shoes , 87 Dresses and Special Appearance Tickets for Tank Claw el tercio de banderillas. However Blue Stuffed Dragon Toy Queen Snowcone was missing....
As For Rose she would Find Queen Snowcone on her Bed with Esolda present with the Necronomicon book. Ready to Deliver an Promise made long ago and help Make Clay Children the Greek Way.
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