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Quiet
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For now
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(I know. I know. I'm late.)
After changing hands many a time eventually the probe was handed off to a mando that was more interested in the device it's self rather than making a quick credit.
"Alright let's crack this thing open and see what's on record. Standard metals for deep space probe rudimentary navigation computer and propulsion it looks like. Is that a DNA bank in this thing," Arvar as his computer picked up the strange part of this probe.
"Alright let's have a scan of this and see what comes up," he said tasking the computer to finding out just what this organic single was. Could be a genenom bank or some such thing could be something for the cloners to look at.
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IMPERIUM IBERIAE, PHOENIX EX CINERE
Zarzuela Palace, outskirts of Madrid
Empereur Radigis smiled, leaning on the railing of a fence as he watched his youngest son, Fernand sat atop of a black horse, trotting across the grass in the hot Iberian sun.
"You got it now my son! Now try going faster!", Radigis called out.
Fernand smiled back to his father and nodded
"Hyaa!"
The horse then began to move faster, entering a gallop.
"I'm doing it! I'm doing it!", Fernand called out to his father who visibly was proud.
However, Radigis' attention soon shifted. Behind him, waiting at the door to the main house was Marshal Francisco Serrano, a Count who was once a mere citizen but due to his service was elevated by the Emperor himself.
Radigis cleared his throat and waved to his child before walking to Serrano who proceeded to salute the Emperor.
"Your Imperial Majesty.", he greeted.
"Francis.", Radigis held out his hand for a little bit of a handshake which was accepted.
The two went inside and to the Emperor's study, where the two sat enjoying a pair of cigars.
"How goes the preparations?", Radigis asked.
"Well sire, our biggest issue at the moment is the mountains. We'd have to clear that whole area first before bringing in the armour. Our neighbors are also the wildcards in this scenario. However I spoke with intelligence and I was informed we could have an ally in Leithania. If I may sire, I would recommend securing ourselves in the coming conflict.", Serrano explained.
"You don't say my friend.", Radigis sarcastically responded.
Radigis grew quiet for a moment, in thought of how to proceed.
Radigis then reached for a phone nearby and dialed three numbers.
"Philippe, I need you to get in contact with the Leithanian embassy. The subject will be partnership in Operation Homecoming... yes that will be all.", Radigis then hung up before standing and looking to Serrano.
"Francis... my most loyal friend, return to Perpignan. Continue with our agreed upon developments."
Serrano then stood as well, giving one last salute before leaving.
LEITHANIAN EMBASSY
Free Jovian Republic
MINISTRY OF FOREIGN AFFAIRS FOR HIS MAJESTY, EMPERADOR RADIGIS DE SACRECIEL
For the Leithanian ambassador to the Empire of Iberia. As two of the three last remaining monarchies in Europe it is crucial the relationship between our nations are strong. With this the cabinet of his Imperial Majesty have been in deep discussion concerning the potential of a possible partnership between our nations and establishment of a new order in western Europe. Within this document contains information concerning possible actions our nations could take in the near future to maintain friendship, our future actions, and ways Leithania could capitalize on it. Sincerely, Foreign Minister Phillipe Gaudin
(The contents in the rest of the document would be what we discussed earlier. Just making it known it official in rp)
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IBERIA, THE LAST EAGLE OF THE LATINS
(Just a short introduction)
The Empire of Iberia, the union between Spain and Portugal remains the last empire and monarchy amongst Latin Europe. Headed by House de Sacreciel, the empire is a Semi-constitutional Monarchy, not ran by just privileged nobles but the citizens of the empire, where the law doesn't discriminate between class. A nation of virtue, merit and glory under God.
The Emperor acts as head of state and government. While his rule is absolute he leaves many duties to his ministers and Parliament, only stepping in when it comes to conflict or passing his own or parliaments laws.
However if a man wants to have a prosperous career in the Empire they join the military with the most prospective part being the Army. The Extrasolar Navy isn't the biggest but its main goal is anti-piracy and protecting trade between it's colonies with no real ambitions to conquer space.
Alien influence in the government of the empire is abysmal though they are granted full rights(for the moment).
The Imperial Family comprises of many, all with French descent. Namely they claim they are descendants of Napoleon, claiming the throne of France.
The main line of the Imperial Family comprise of:
Emperor Radigis de Sacreciel
Princess Aurélia de Sacreciel
Prince Impérial Ciel de Sacreciel
Prince Radigis II de Sacreciel
Prince Fernand de Sacreciel
Diplomatically the Empire tries to pursue good relations with its neighbors for the most part..
In other news there has been an increasing presence of Iberian troops near the border with Saint indopeland including mechanized infantry, armour, aircraft and not just normal infantry but specialized mountain infantry being placed around the mountainous border. The Iberian government has assured the false French government there is nothing to be concerned about as its all part of a training exercise concerning mountains.
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- EINE EINLADUNG IN DAS PARADIES
AN INVITATION TO PARADISE
JUNE, 2083
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- The main element of any Leithanian policy toward the Latin imperialists must be that of a long-term, patient but firm and vigilant containment of French and Romand expansive tendencies.”
— Mn. Rodolf INGERSLEBEN, Minister of Foreign Affairs, 2067
- ARKADIEN, LEI — The rhythmic beat of heels clacking against the marble floors of the Arkadien Palace echoed throughout the hallway. Tap tap tap tap. It was a rather distinct sound, though not the only one, as the source of the rhythmic tapping was being escorted by two officers of the Leithanian Red Guard.
That person, of course, was Minister Ilona Klein, the Minister of Foreign Affairs. Donning a somewhat tight business suit and heels, with a Leithanian pin on her left side, the Purebred continued her walk until she reached a set of doors. She took a deep breath, presenting a nervous sigh. Meeting the Empress wasn't exactly the most calming experience, despite the woman being rumored to be less imposing than presented.
Nevertheless, Ilona opened the doors and stepped into the rather expansive library of the palace and stepped in. The two guards at the door simply glanced at her, before looking straight forward into space. Klein simply stood at the door, which was closed behind her, waiting for her presence to be recognized. A much older Leithanian, Prince Johann von Wurttemberg, head of the Imperial Court, walked around the corner.
He spoke in a deep, gravelly voice. "Welcome Minister, we've been expecting you."
"Good morning your Excellency, and yes, I'm sure you and Her Imperial Majesty are eager to hear me out." Klein bowed slightly as she gave her greeting, to which the Prince simply nodded. The two then began walking down one of the various aisles in the library over to where the Empress was. The rather young Leithanian stood tall, at just over 183 centimeters tall, and had a somewhat muscular figure, which was somewhat covered up by her attire.
Klein bowed yet again in response to being in the leader's presence, "Good morning your Imperial Majesty."
The Empress simply bowed ever-so-slightly in response, "Good morning minister." She put the book up on the shelf, walking over to one of the chairs that was near an old wooden table before sitting down. "Have a seat."
Klein then sat down, still holding her manila folder, "If you don't mind your Imperial Majesty, I'd like to keep this short and brief so that I'm not wast-"
She was rather abruptly cut off by the somewhat imposing figure, "Then get straight to the point Minister."
She nodded, opening the folder and put it down on the table, "The Ministry and I have come to the consensus that we should invite some of the other European leaders to the table to create diplomatic ties separate from the British Isles. It's come time for us to start distancing ourselves from them, as their interests obviously are starting to misalign with ours. I think we should start by inviting the Adriatic Coast, as they have assets that could prove vital to our future plans."
"A simply email wouldn't've sufficed?" The Empress blinked, her mismatched eyes simply staring in what could only been guessed to be disappointment or annoyance. "In any case, feel free to invite them. And make sure that we meet them at Kiel or Wilhelmshavn, give their yacht a warm welcome."
She just nodded, staring down at the table in embarrassment as she listened to her orders, "Yes your Imperial Majesty, it'll be done." After a brief pause and awkward silence, she spoke up again, "Am I dismissed your Imperial Majesty?" The Empress simply nodded and Klein got up and departed. Such meetings were unusual for her, as she mostly spoke with officers of the Imperial Family rather than the Empress herself. Nevertheless, the point had been made. Diplomacy through Power.
ADRIATIC EMBASSY —
DIPLOMATIC MESSAGE TO THE ADRIATIC AMBASSADOR TO LEITHANIA
Your nation has been invited to partake in a meeting to coordinate diplomatic relations between the Adriatic Coast and the Commonwealth. Should your nation accept the invitation, a diplomatic team, your Head of State, or an officer of your nation of your Head of State's choosing should arrive at Kiel within the week. Please consider this offer with utmost care, as it will not be repeated. Sincerely, Minister of Foreign Affairs Ilona Klein
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- MANDATE
SIGNAL HILL | DOMINION of CANADA
Standing by the window of the rather small building, though perfect for what it was being used for, Arthur peered down towards the water below, HMS Vanguard sat stoically in the water. Turning his head towards the door he knew someone was just about to enter, and so they did, the old wooden doors creaked ever so slightly as they opened, revealing the Governor-General of Canada.
- "Your Majesty." He said, bowing his head from the neck down, acknowledging his sovereign. Arthur nodded in response, as the man turned to his counterparts who had just stood up from their seats at a long oak wood table. The flags of the United Kingdom and the Dominion of Canada sat behind the band of diplomats from both nations as they exchanged handshakes and returned to their seats. Arthur though elected to remain standing by the window, seemingly taking a much lesser part in the discussion that was about to unfold.
"Now, Gentlemen, it's good that we're all finally here." said one voice, in a commanding north London accent. The British High Commissioner to Canada opened a small document, copies of which had already been distributed across the table to the participating officials. "Your excellency, I trust Walter and his cabinet have had a serious look at the information contained in here...?" He asked.
"He has." replied the man. He was a middle-aged man, with greying hair but with a staunch Canadian accent. "I've discussed it with Cabinet myself extensively. They're in full agreement. I assume the same is true for London?"
It appeared as though the High Commissioner was about to respond but Arthur interjected, "It is." he said, leaning against the wall. "I'll admit though until I saw the team behind this operation, I wasn't sure it was that great an idea. But it has my full support."
"Agreed." the High Commissioner said, concurring. "The last incarnation of our Empire made serious mistakes in the middle east, I think we're all well aware. But considering the efforts, we've already made globally, and the clandestine work the intelligence services have been undertaking there as of late, it will take some unforeseen occurrences to put a dent in what we'll achieve. It won't just be for our sakes, of course, we have a duty of care in this instance. That should be enough for both our Parliaments, when the time comes.
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- RAF AKROTIRI | CYPRUS
At the Royal Air Force's Mediterranean base in Cyprus, Major-General Sholto had ended a call with the Secretary of State for Defence. His orders were clear, and his men knew what to do. To ensure a swift conclusion to the operation, his forces would spearhead the mission while the rest of the operation would be executed immediately following their actions. The 2nd through to the 12th Battalions of the Parachute Regiment would begin an aerial mission aided by the RAF into the heart of what used to be the heart of Iraq. Their mission would take them to Baghdad, which would in due course become the central base of operations of the British Armed Forces in Iraq.
A naval flotilla of amphibious landing craft guarded by the Royal Navy's Sixth Fleet in the Persian Gulf began executing their part of the operation, beginning with landings in Kuwait which would precede the arrival of more heavily armoured vehicles from the British Army's tank regiments supported by a range of armoured fighting vehicles and other utility vehicles. Each individual force played its part down to the letter. By keeping information about the operation to take Iraq as compartmentalised as possible, Britain and Canada had preempted any threat to Imperial interests in the middle east. The mission now was to continue their efforts, and to solidify their position in the arab world.
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We have declared war on 
Unified Empiricus
5,000 nukes have hit London before napoleon himself rises from the grave and burns cornwall before Ireland sinks in the ocean causing a massive tsunami therefore the entirety of England washes away in a flood. The British have surrendered and Iberia reforms into the Hoky Euro inperium
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THE IMPERIAL HYENA
Just outside of Oujda, East Morocco
The camp was filled with soldiers, many maintaining vehicles and checking supplies. Tonight they were to make sure everything was operational for tomorrow their mission was a go. 40,000 men of the Armée d’Afrique were spread out along the Algerian border but here, at the main camp the Imperial Hyena himself was present, Prince Ciel.
Prince Ciel stood outside his tent holding a bottle of water, wearing a desert coloured uniform and field cap, beside him also stood his twin sister, Aurélia wearing a similar uniform.
"I wish I was back home for Operation Homecoming. I hate the desert.", Ciel said, watching his men.
"That makes two of us. But I suppose the Minister and father both have faith in you.", Aurélia smiled patting her brother on the shoulder before walking back inside the tent, away from the heat.
Ciel however remained outside, putting a single hand in his pocket and smirking. He knew his victory was assured.. he pacified the Western Sahara and he would pacify Algeria. Nearby the tent was an Imperial Guadsman in fatigues.
"Soldier! Inform me when the Prime Minister arrives!", Ciel ordered before also returning to the tent.
As hours passed the sun went down.. and for now the army rested but when the sun rises they will fight in the shade. And yet soon, the PM of Algeria would be arriving and he wouldn't like what he was going to hear.
(Was gonna start the initial attacks but tired so i made a crappy post instead)
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After a short analysis, it does not appear to be a genetic profile of any species, but rather a message, using sequences of proteins in place of letters. After a short time, a partial decoding of the message was accomplished, saying the following: "Probe...Yluvoni...sent out...welcome... beyond." as well as a set of coordinates to an asteroid belt in the outskirts of the galaxy. A full translation of the language would be tricky, with only this sample, however if more were acquired, it would be easier.
(A wait is no problem)
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Why is it always me
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My enemies are many. My equals are none. In the shade of olive trees, they said Italy could never be conquered. In the land of pharaohs and kings, they said Egypt could never be humbled. In the realm of forest and snow, they said Russia could never be tamed. Now they say nothing. They fear me; like a force of nature, a dealer in thunder and death. I say, “I am Xotrayjan.” I am emperor.
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Because you’re a regional power and additionally your activity levels are meh
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- DAS PARADIES VERLASSEN
LEAVING PARADISE
JULY, 2083
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- “We strike first, that's how we win wars. If we wait until we're attacked first, then it'll already be too late.”
— Admiral Alissa Schreier, 2055
- WILHELMSHAVN, LEI — The sound of the busy port was louder than normal, as onlookers watched as capital ship after capital ship left the naval base at Wilhelmshavn. It was likely the largest movement of Leithanian maritime warships in the last decade, with four capital ships and over a dozen escorts setting sail. Heading the massive convoy of ships was the IMS Hans Joachim, a Erich Hartmann-class nuclear fleet carrier.
Accompanying the carrier was the IMS Bayern and Graf Spee, both Bismarck-class guided missile battleships, the IMS Geofon, a Kristall-class guided missile battleship, the Munster-class heavy missile cruisers Emmen and Groninga, and the Altmark-class missile destroyers Bohlen, Frankfurt, Donau, Elbe, Bonn, and Heisenberg, along with three Jager-class N-Boats.
The vessels headed straight up into the North Sea, seeming to head right for the Arctic Circle. Unbeknownst to everyone was that these ships had a much more sinister plot than it appeared on the surface, with Leithania claiming it was a scheduled naval exercise of the Arctic Fleet.
- VESSELS DEPLOYED FROM WILHELMSHAVN
1 x Erich Hartmann-class fleet carrier (Hans Joachim)
- Standard Air Wing*
44 x Luftbus Lb-25C-3 ''Seeadler'' fighters
13 x Messerschmitt Me-31B-2 ''Geier'' fighters
4 x Dornier Do-41H-3 ''Seespäher H'' AEW&C aircraft
2 x Dornier Do-41G-1 ''Seekurier G'' cargo aircraft
11 x VFW V-18C ''Libelle C'' naval ornithopters
* Air Wing is armed with air-launched anti-ship ballistic missiles
2 x Bismarck-class battleships (Bayern, Graf Spee)
- Standard Mixed Loadout
FWD PORT: Anti-Ship Missiles
FWD STBD: Anti-Air
MID PORT: Anti-Air
MID STBD: Anti-Submarine
AFT PORT: Anti-Ship
AFT STBD: Anti-Ballistic
AFT BOX: Anti-Ship
1 x Kristall-class battleship (Geofon)
- Ballistic Missile Loadout
FWD PORT 1 & 2: Anti-Air
FWD STBD 1 & 2: Anti-Air
FWD PORT 3 & 4: Anti-Ballistic
FWD STBD 3 & 4: Anti-Ballistic
MID PORT: Anti-Ship
MID STBD: Anti-Ship
AFT PORT: Anti-Ship Ballistic
AFT STBD: Anti-Ship Ballistic
2 x Munster-class heavy missile cruisers (Emmen, Groninga)
- Standard Mixed Loadout
FWD PORT: Anti-Ship
FWD STBD: Anti-Air
MID BOX: Anti-Ship
AFT PORT: Anti-Air
AFT STBD: Anti-Submarine
AFT BOX: Anti-Ship
6 x Altmark-class missile destroyers (Bohlen, Frankfurt, Donau, Elbe, Bonn, Heisenberg)
- Ballistic Missile Interception Loadout
FWD PORT: Anti-Ballistic
FWD STBD: Anti-Ballistic
MID BOX: Anti-Ship
AFT PORT: Anti-Air
AFT STBD: Anti-Air
3 x Jager-class N-Boats (U-835, U-836, U-837)
- Standard Missile Loadout
PORT 1-9: Anti-Ship
STBD 1-9: Anti-Ship
1 x Emden-class replenishment ship (Karl Donitz)
- Fleetwide provisions for 3 months
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Dubrovnik, the Adriatic Coast. When the letter had first arrived, Zlatko was elated, believing that this message could prove vital in expanding the Coast’s presence and diplomatic ability. He was less excited to find out that he’d be staying while more seasoned diplomats take care of the busy work. It was by their guess that drafting a response wasn’t exactly what the Lethanians had in mind, so soon enough they were headed for the harbour. SMS Tegetthoff sat there gleaming in the water, spitting out a walkway like a metallic tongue, and flanked by soldiers who saw about assisting them aboard. Her once cramped lower decks had been turned into the peak of luxury, perhaps even rivalling the cabins of the Queen of the Adriatic. A bar sat towards her bow, just before the bulkhead which separated the newly expanded midship from the fighting compartments of the bow and stern, blue carpet connecting it all. The holes where her casemate guns had once now opened up to pseudo-balconies, or were patched in by windows. All in all, it was beautiful.
The trip to Kiel went smoothly. Taking the quickest route they could, they navigated the Gibraltar Strait rather swiftly, ringing the Tegetthoff’s bell as a wave to the British stationed there. Hugging the French coast to avoid the Atlantic, the old dreadnought turned yacht continued to swim north. Passing through the English Channel and into the North Sea, the ship hunkered down in case of bad weather, the shutters on the former secondary cutouts being closed, and the men advised to find their cabins. Her guns were capped, and most of the crew decided to retire for the night. After trudging through a rough patch, the time to pass through the lower Great Belt came and went. Soon enough through the ship’s portholes and windows, the city of Kiel could be seen.
Hope this works
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- EINE EINLADUNG IN DAS PARADIES
INVITATION TO PARADISE
JULY, 2083
Expanse OST — Boarded
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- "You give a monkey a stick, inevitably, he'll beat the other monkey to death with it."
— Emma Glickenhaus
- KIEL, LEI — It was about midday, with a clear sky and cool breeze. The view of Kiel was stunning, with the Kiel Astroport clearly visible just north of the city, with the massive superstructures of the Leithanian astral warships poking out from their trenches. It was then that the Tegetthoff's somewhat large hulk was a bit humbled, as two Leithanian battleships sat anchored on either side of the entrance to the port, with their guns facing up and inwards to form part of an arch, a salute of sorts to their distant Adriatic cousin.
While it was a sign of good faith, the experience was bound to be humbling, as the Tegetthoff was dwarfed by the Bismarck and Nassau, a pair of Leithania's largest battleships. Even as Tegetthoff was guided to her berth, the ship she came closest to competing with in sheer size were the Munster-class large cruisers that were at the port, which were just a tad smaller than the Tegetthoff. If there was any message that the experience had conveyed, it was the power held within the confines of the port, between the astral battleships sitting in their berths a couple kilometers north, and the naval warships here in the port, this single city seemed to have more power than most small countries. It was a massive leap from what Kiel was just a few decades ago.
Once Tegetthoff had docked and anchored, and a rampway was attached, a group of Leithanian diplomats stood at the foot of the rampway awaiting the arrival of the diplomats from the ship, ready to greet the Adriatics.
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"Outer Rim well now that is interesting. You're a long way from home from what this says. What the hell could be a bounty in for it and if not now then later on, always good to find new clientele anyways," Avrar said and within the next few days a Crusader class frigate was leaving from mando space as it jumped to hyperspace on it's way to where the probe had sent its coordinates.
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Hmmmm what to do? There's a bit of land left of me that no one has bothered with. That could be interesting seeing how far west I could go before everyone started grumbling.
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You go West, I go West, sounds like a nice trade
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Hmmm let me think about that one.
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Has the Turk nation been active at all?
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