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Avidina wrote:

RP: The First Avian War

Dragonvich Castle, Avia

Around 11:16pm, Queen Arcwind would give birth to two twin children. One a Shardin, another an Avian. Word traveling fast throughout the Avidine nations in the morrow, Whiskwindian would take this as a sign of Weakness and begin the spark. Having assembled their forces on the Avian line, they would begin the Krater Offensive. 20,000 Whiskwindians would begin to assault the Avians 20,000 defensive forces. Having acquired motor vehicles from Basaran, them being "stolen", they would begin to pierce through parts of the Avian line. However, Avias artillery would make quick work of these Vehicles. In addition, Avias Automatic rifles provided by Rangers Mercenaries would provide a advantage acorss the forces. SKR's would be more highly produced and better crafted than the Whiskwindian Gewehrs. Around two hours of the Offensive would pass, and orders for the Whiskwindians to retreat would be placed. Already, Whiskwindia would be down 10,000 soldiers and Avia would be down 7,000. Once Whiskwindia pulled back to their line, Avia would reinforce theirs.

Queen Arcwind would have barely time to react. Messages were delivered to Rotalia of the sudden attack. Rotalia would place 5,000 Rotalians on the border of the Sun Empire. The Sun Empire would have 10,000 but made up of nearly all melee units. Only around 500 would have outdated Whiskwindian arms. Rotalia would take its newly created motor vehicles and place them with Infantry carrier attachments onto them. Avia would request vehicle technology from Basaran and Rangers Mercenaries (Icewindia). Rotalia would have discovered the way to create gasoline from months of experimentation prior to the creation of their cannons. Whiskwindian on the other hand, would have only a limited amount of fuel. Nearly all of it was used on the first offensive attempt.

Rotalia and Avia would notify the Evvens and Scars of Evermore of the up and coming war that was soon to begin. Rotalians would be the first to arrive and begin to secure the land. Around 2,000 infantry would be split and stationed on each side. Meaning only 1,000 for each front. Avia would send a list of demands to the Whiskwindians, which would ultimately be responded with another clash on the border. A small, but definitive answer. Having virtually no other options, Avia would declare war on Whiskiwindia. Rotalia would follow suit and declare war on both Whiskwindia and The Sun Empire.

Rotalia would begin its offensive on the Sun line, and Avia would begin a counter offensive on the Whiskwindians. Evermore would sit gently in the middle between the war that soon would change the course of Avidina, forever.

RP: The Delivery
Needing the Avia victory to secure the region, a selection of vehicles would be delivered to Avia for the purpose of this unification war.
113x AV/I-26 'Punisher', an Infantry Fighting Vehicle, equipped with a 20mm cannon utilizing Armor Piercing Incendiary Tracer (APIT) ammunition.
120x AV/C-85 'Crown', an Armored Personnel Carrier equipped with a .50 caliber coaxial MG utilizing Armor Piercing Incendiary Tracer (APIT) ammunition.
20x Racketan Motors' Tempest, a Mobile Multiple-Launch Rocket System (MLRS) equipped to launch 122mm TOW missiles
50x Cog Supply trucks, large equipment transport vehicles, loaded with fuel and ammunition for the provided vehicles.

Dwarf land4 wrote:

The Lirana trade group sent to Avidina has instead docked in Basaran, and is currently asking for permission to get through to the new nation, to enter discussions with them.

RP: The Traders
The arrival of the trade group would be searched for contraband items (common drugs and other usual illegal items), and be taxed 15% of their cargo's gross value before receiving an escort down to the Avia capital, New Avia

RP: The Great Merge

Within the Kalrania Stability Initiative Summit Director Deschia Eclipse has propose a merger between the Kalrania Stability Initiative and Serene Ether. Having discussed this decision with the other members of the TSE Werewolf Islands, Conglagateia, and Fiercewood it was agreed upon to be the best course of action for the near future. With the Serene Ether entering into an new era of peace and rapid development it was a golden opportunity to create stronger ties with our like minded friends. This would in turn boost the Kalrania Stability Initiative reach doubling its resources in population and territory itself. The Serene Ether will form a new Bloc with its Parliament being located in Saint Petersburg, Wolfinite Republic. One concern is over the lack of visible written High Parliament articles but the Bloc will already be working with its own set of articles till things become more clear. There is also a request on redesigning the common Flag to better represent all nations now involved in the alliance. Deschia Eclipse hopes to work closely with the other Bloc leaders such as those from Northern new solingarch and Etrius.

Expedition into the Dark

A joint venture is on its way to the mysterious Islands of Kemonomica. Funding from Nesters Finance and the military security of the Monthra Family will be planning expedition across the channel into an large area referred to as The Triangle of Lost. After the initial loss of the grand Empire that contact has been sporadic at best with the island nation as those who return are a broken shell of their former selves. This will mark the fifth attempt after several years. Two merchant airships along with a Bulb-Class Light Cruiser will be attempting to make contact with the locals. Captain Aster Acea will be in charge of this particular journey.

RP: The Siblings (Dragons DLC)

Behind the Whiskwindian rear mountains

For Centuries, Avians of all sorts would fear to traverse these mountains. Many barring their children and their childrens children from ever attempting to do such an action. But the Avians feared it because of the legends of the brutality. The avians, fighting off hordes and hordes of what they call, "The Armored Ones". Only until the Avians would have created weapons of their own would these Armored ones begin to leave and retreat far back into the mountains. Until the war began...

"For Kerium!"

At the top of his lungs, a young Lohani would yell as he raised his sword high. Standing before several of his kind, a shield wall with spears would begin to push past him with a roar. Before the young Lohani, would stand a weakened defense of more Lohani. Battered and bruised, many of their comrades would be laying lifeless, and cold. embers strafed past the dragons as they shook with fear. Soon approaching, an army of well fortified and trained Lohani would come and come swiftly. Adorned in bronze from head to toe, a plume attached to their helmets, blood red in color and meaning. Their eyes would show no fear, but soulless and devoid of emotion, as if they had been trained for years fighting the same war.

"Enough!"

Screeched a feminine voice. Soon, ice would form before the armored lohani.

"Arkomi! She is here!"

One of the weakened Lohani would point to the sky. A grey dragonoid would slam into the ice. It would shatter and pierce into the armored Lohani, killing many. Arkomi would stand straight, being as tall as 9 feet, she would spread her wings as ice began to grow on them

"Leave my people be!"

She would angrily demand. The Kerium would only sharpen their resolve. Many would rush her and attempt to end their opponet with a quick death. However, she would cut through them with utter ease. The Kerium would slowly begin to fall back. However, this would soon change

"Oh Sister, you couldn't possibly have believe I would send them alone, did you?!"

A sinister and deeper voice would boom. Arkomi would look up, but the mistake would have already been made. A dragonoid, 12 feet tall and fully adorned in metal armor would slam his metal boot right into Arkomis' chest. She would groan as she was sent back hard into her weakened soldiers. The dragonoid would fully stand and extend his wings, fire slowly spread across his wings and arms

"Ixion, is a name they will forever remember..."

He smiled as he would extend his arm, nearly beginning a flame blast. However, an odd interruption would stop all this maddness

"Cease! Cease!"

Two Lohani would stand overlooking on a separate cliff edge. Ixion would turn to them and await their words. Arkomi would slowly get herself up and also look

"The Avians... have advanced. Kerium and Azolti have decided on a ceasefire. All armies are to retreat and form to investigate"

Arkomim and Ixion would look to each other and growl

[Ixion] "Must we work together, again?"
[Arkomi] "We never end up killing each other, Ixion. Save that for another day"

Arkomi would begin walking back to her side. The ongoing war would have to wait, for the new one to end

After the battle

Arkomi of Azolti and Ixion of Kerium would place their differences aside and unify to begin investigating what the outside world was beginning to do. Their nations would be shocked, and fearful of how powerful their once hated enemies had become. Ixion and Arkomi however, would have a bigger challenge ahead, beginning relations with the Avians

RP: Inviting the Schywpians

As the Schwypians sat at the docks, awaiting departure, a Snowkie would arrive on one of the ships. He would deliver a handwritten note addressing "Queen Boran". Within this letter, would be an invitation to Dragonvich castle to meet Queen Arcwind.
Schwypia

RP: the letter

After the meeting with state minister Long all that was left to do was wait. Soon enough Greater Habrin would have left its stamp upon the world and king Harolds rule would be a thing of the past. Everything was going according to plan.

Cassius watched out of the window as a knock could be heard on the door. " come in" the Prime minister said. An elder man came in. "Sir? There are people within our ranks who fear that our king is going to surrive our conspiracy" Cassius looked upon the man. "Is that so?" now that is troubling. See too it that these things are fixed. Meanwhile I might need to have a little word with someone"

RP INTRODUCTION

The Tori Steppes (Aka regressed Kemo territories aka ex mainland kemo lands until i get put on the map)
23th of June, 2157

It was early in the morning as the inhabitants of the steppe arose to meet yet another day, immediately getting to work in their respective camps, which each belonged to a different tribe.

The Īszka, the Kānthu, the Sāān and the Kyrzin.

These four Tori tribes dominated the steppes together through a very loose tribal confederacy. The Sāār still maintained the title of the Khamun, which basically puts them at the top of the food chain in the steppes.
The next Sakayă Baeűm (Translated to common as The Grand Mettle) will happen in the next fourteen moons (10 years) to choose the new Khamun that will act as the official representation of the Tori Steppe folk.

Every ten years, the Tori tribes gather together to compete in a fight for the title of Khatum. A holy most event indeed, as the selection of the Khatum is handpicked by the Wind Mother herself! The one she picks will be the victor, and be worthy to bear the title of Khanum.

Each tribe is ruled by their own Khatum, the tribe's official leader. The title of Khanum is basically the 'Khan of Khans', representing the Steppe for foreigners, where all tribes must answer the Khanum's call in case of emergency.

Right now, it was calm. The recent Grand Mettle has left the Sāān once again victorious, only making the Sāān streak list longer, as the royal family in charge of Sāān celebrated the victory in their camps by organizing a feast.
Meanwhile the other partecipants of the Grand Mettle simply went home to lick their wounds, and prepare for the next Grand Mettle that will happen in ten years.

The heaviest blow was delivered to the Kānthu, a Tori warrior tribe. The Kānthu and Sāān are long time rivals, competing fiercely among eachother both in the Grand Mettle, and outside of it.
Recent Grand Mettle was a distaster-- a blow to the pride of the Kānthu, which were almost close to secure the title of Khanum for themselves were it not for the stroke of luck, and the Sāān's muskets!

They vow that this Grand Mettle was Sāān's last.
They vow that they will come stronger, and kick the current ruling Khanum off their throne the next Mettle.

....that's what they usually say every Mettle when they lose. The threats aren't taken seriously by the Sāān and the other two tribes, who simply went to mind their business after another failed Mettle.

The Tori steppes are quite an isolated place, rarely any foreigner has ventured into these steppes. Some generations within the Tori tribes have never seen an outsider, especially that of different race.
It would be quite an experience, if not a frightening one. The Tori never stepped outside of their homeland, and none dared to waltz into theirs.

What will the future, and the Wind Mother hold for the tribes? Good boons? Or her ire?

RP:

Aontacht

Negotiations had dragged into their 4th month. Public pressure had reached a boiling point. The 4 leaders had promised their people that unification would happen, that the Laghdú could be avoided. The panic had continued to grow and grow - President Byrne of Árdcarn warned of outrage the likes of which hadn't been seen in centuries. The press hounded them down, fueling hysteria on a supranational scale. It had become a matter greater in importance than any in Tírnua's shared recent history. In the end, one man would relieve this pressure. King O'Connell of Seantír, descendant of the O'Neills who millennia prior had formed the High Kingdom, would make the announcement.

"Water from the Akschoss floats high above the fields of Seantír. It blesses the soil of Árdcarn as rain. It flows, elegantly, through the glens of Saorglen. It makes it home to the sea, carried by the green fields and oak forests of Créafóg. It is majestic, and it is inexorable.

Tírnua is one land. The Tírnú are one people. This division has held us back for thousands of years, the Laghdú has simply forced us to confront this fact. And as is the case with any adversity, we have done what it takes to overcome it.

As a proud citizen of Tírnua, it is my honour to announce the creation of something that has been in the making since time immemorial. Today, I announce to you all, The Commonwealth of Tírnua."

The Commonwealth was a relatively simple leap to make; its leadership was nothing more than a council of the 4 heads of state, with a rotating presidency changing every 4 years. It was its very creation, the creation of a Tírnú state, that mattered. The willingness of its leaders to put aside thousands of years of constant warfare and rivalry. To embrace the coming centuries of hopeful peace and unity.

The Tengerinan Economic Community (TTEC)
Unity forever!

Treaty of Arkchengil
The Treaty of Arkchengil is the formal recognition and cooperation between Evve Terre, Vinrossia and Cenagrad forming the TTEC an Economic and Communal Cooperation Bloc. This treaty covers the following subjects and political matters.

▹ Common Agricultural Policy
▹ Border control
▹ Immigration policy
▹ Environmental law
▹ Common Fisheries Policy
▹ Consumer protection
▹ Social policy
▹ Trade policy
▹ Asylum policy

All of these matters shall be discussed further in later conferences between the two founding member-states and nations soon to join the TTEC.
If you wish to join the TTEC or be a viewer state you must fulfill these needs.
▹ Stable Institution which protects minorities and Human Rights.
▹A functioning and stable economy
▹A lack of conflict and stable political climate
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