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Upon the NHNS defense of the city, many would have lost their lives. Only around 2 thousand NHNS would remain, and all of them, would be directed to Razors command. Highly relying on Etrius to hold the city, Razor and Savimbi would clash together. Razors forces would give all they had. Using artillery, flighted Dawn Breakers for Aerial attacks, but it would not be enough. However, while the NHNS should inflict heavy damage on the Vehicles of Savimbis forces, they could not push forward. However, digging themselves in and using foxholes with MGs, they would hold a strong defense should Savimbi make a counter push. All is looking grim for the NHNS
A Offer from afar
Generalissimo Pearse would find himself with a letter being delivered from a Archian CoF runner. The Letter was urgent, and had a Archian seal. This was something that no New Sedran could fake, it had come from Archron itself. The Letter would be a invitation for Generalissimo Pearse tom join a Commander known as "Kommandant Hesern" at a Omegan restaurant, only available to the elite. Hesern, wanted to talk
The soldiers stops momentarily and thinks about his life choices. He suddenly realizes that he hates the military. He would leave if it not for the mandatory service. He walks up to the being and whispers 'help me' his own words send shivers down his spine l
RP: He do be gardening though
As the Rumors grow, Karz would simply ignore them. Having found a strange attraction to the Garden, Karz would begin to make a space for him and Sievi, a large space. Karz would form the seeds of many native Archian flowers, and even throw in a Surprise for Sievi. Adding Dandelion seeds, which he remembered was her favorite.
As for Rose, she would become angered at the rumors concerning herself. Wanting to gain a strong lead to dismiss these Rumors, Rose would deliver a fiery message. Claiming that she has no reason to cause harm to her mother, who brought her back to Rekken to lead, to live in the land she was fond of.
Karz would also reassure Sievi that he didn't believe Rose would be on any plot to hurt Sievi. He would also, crack a few jokes about the new modified Automail.
However, in the middle of the night, we would spice up something with said automail, and take it. Removing the Crystal, he would form his own Cordex variant, with a heart on it. He would place it back into the automail. However, waiting several years, he would finally do it. moving to his side of the room, he would take his knife from the drawer, and begin carving. He would write "Property of Karz Von Braun" on it, and smile. He would place the automail back where he found. Before slumber however, he would manually disable his auto repair within his arm. Seeing as he lives with a literal mechanic that does occasionally experiments on him, he won't be needing it.
RP: Why me?
The being is already walking away; however, a piece of paper sprouts from the ground with shimmering letters that almost appear like they'll fall of the paper. It reads,
"Why do you need my help? You are forced to fight for people that threaten your life for having a sense of self preservation. The ones in the plane even did as they were told, and they were killed. Do you truly wish to serve this kind of government? If you feel this way, must there not be others? Do you know what would happen to a snake that lost its fangs? It would become helpless. What would happen if a government's own military were to turn on those that lead it?"
Unbeknownst to group of soldiers, there was a handful hiding in the branches, and he had just received new orders. "Disable anyone that attempts to harm the soldier that talked to me". The leshen was also intuitive, he knew there was a chance the commanding officer would demand to see the paper, so it had enchanted the message to only be visible to the one soldier.
- "His excellency, August von Hindenburg"
At once, the heads of the thousand spectators shot around to the entrance. The large, wooden doors swung open; light pouring into the overly tall royal palace - former home of the Evacasian Kaisers. Walking slowly along the red gold-lined carpet, August Hans Frederick von Hindenburg I made his way to the top of the lavish and packed hall.
Erik Jäger had made it clear that it was not he who would remain leader. It was the distant descendant of Ernst von Hindenburg who would claim the title of Kaiser. This was not a military takeover turned dictatorship, it was simply the continuation of a legacy which had merely been on pause for several hundred years.
An eternity later, he reached the throne. Standing before it, draped in regal apparel, his voice boomed across the ocean of onlookers.
- "145 years, 3 months, and 5 days since it happened. Since the communists stormed the royal home, killed Kaiser Augustus I, and took the family away, never to be seen again.
145 years, 3 months, and 5 days later, I stand before you. A testament to the Evacasian will - the will of us all to persevere, and hold to our hearts what we know to be true. Stability, peace, order and prosperity, in spite of chaos and confusion, has returned to Evacasia.
We are a people who do not bow down to hardship. We stand, heads erect and eyes front, in the face of adversity. And as the enemies of order line up at the gate, we do what must be done. We preserve the immortal faith."
Himself in formal attire, a helper holds out the original Imperial crown to Hans.
- "As it sat on Kaiser Ernst von Hindenburg, the Great Unifier, the original Kaiser, and the Father of Evacasia, it will now rest on my head."
He lowers it himself, becoming the 6th Kaiser of Evacasia.
As bells rung out across the nation, citizens erupted into ecstatic cheering. Gathered in city streets, town halls, homes and the Imperial Palace, they celebrated the return of the authentic Evacasia.
As the palace walls shook from deafening ovation, Kaiser August I began to speak.
- "The crown has gone through treacherous uprisings. Through world wars. Through revolution and rebellion. Through civil war, instability, and economic and civil crises. It has gone through communist dictatorship, unstable republic, and fascist tyranny.
The crown is home. Evacasia is home. We, are home."
RP: Molly in Charge
Earlier today in the State of South Shu, the Empress was shot by a Communist assassin. The Secret Service apprehended the assassin and doctors declared there was nothing they could do. Across the entire country, people mourned the death of one of the greatest leaders in the Nation’s history. Princess Molly then took charge, and after a State Funeral for the former Empress, Molly, now 25 (OORP: I aged Molly up from 19 because I wanted to) enacted laws that would crack down on Communists further. Some Civilians themselves even took matters into their own hands, hunting down communists and handing them over to law enforcement.
RP: Archron Recognizes the Kaiserreich
Archron, being a Reich itself, has shown great interest and fellowship towards Evacasia. Kaiser Roma has informed Blayredeshia of this development, and has delivered a offer to the Evacasians. 1. Archron has offered to host a meeting between the Evacasians, as well as the Blayredeshians to forge a new bond between the power. Or, Option 2, Archron host a meeting only with Evacasia, leaving Blayredeshia out
RP: A Secret...
As the Shaman-King recieves all of this weaponry from his Ghostly/Spiritual Allies, as well as the leather set, he then proceeds to hide all of this equipment. A secret council is assembled within a few weeks, all Chieftains and Shamans have gathered with the Shaman-King at the Mountain of Bonds...No one, not foreigners and not even his Horde, knows he left to this assembly. The gathering will occur in a few days, the heart of the Shaman-King is bumping out his emotions as he witnesses before him the carts full of magical weapons he will show to the 147 Kings and Queens (as well as to the most powerful shamans of the lands). Soon, he says to himself, we won't have to play nice anymore...soon, we can pick who to keep and who to eat...
RP: Attempt Assassination
Earlier today Poglavnik Dante was in a personal Staff car being driven to the ICP HQ until they came upon traffic it was at that moment a Redline member shot him but only to miss and graze him the man was taken into custody and put into jail. later at the ICP HQ, Poglavnik Dante would make a radio announcement about the assassination attempted.
A Radio is seen playing its usual program until it was interrupted
Radioman: "Attention everyone Attention everyone the Poglavnik is about to speak"
Radioman: "Attention everyone Attention everyone the Poglavnik is Speaking"
Poglavnik Dante: "it seems that earlier today a Redline Commie scum has attempted to take your leader's life but do not worry he has been captured and will face the death penalty their family will be questioned about their involvement furthermore the Communist Redline will now be considered as a terrorist organization and will lose their spot in the parliament the HomeLand Guard will investigate in their recent activities, that is all and have a good day Pgolavnik signing off"
Radioman: "the Poglavnik has spoken go back to what you were doing"
After the announcement was made all radio programs resumed broadcasting their original things
Jean Vernier, well-accomplished general and self-imposed leader of the new West Evven government, is a fervent Solist like his grandfather. He, understanding that all Evves are Sol's people, views the previous government's rivalry with the East as immoral and counter-intuitive to the faith. With this in mind, he sends a formal letter to king Satyrn, proposing that Evve Terre may be given to the East under the condition that Jean may act as a 'governor' for life.
This is accepted, and all of Evve Terre's 14 states are incorporated into East Evven holdings... Evve Terre and East Evvia have officially reformed Evvia, with its main government in Sere, the capital of the eastern peninsula, wherein king Satyrn lives.
OORP: A NEW ERA: ONE EVVE
For future reference, those seeking to communicate with the official Evven government must seek out East evvia; that is where the government is held. Likewise, all posts pertaining to the Evven government will be made by East evvia.
Obviously, posts pertaining to the goings on the west will be made by Evve Terre, while posts pertaining to the east will be made by East evvia, but THEY ARE NOW THE SAME COUNTRY.
RP: The First Etrian-Liaoxianese War (II)
Long Wang was forced to concede to the fact that initially, his forces were at a disadvantage. Admittedly, he expected resistance to initially be bitter, but the sheer determination of the locals and preparation of the enemy forces had worried him. Furthermore, the sheer presence of enemy artillery was enough to have him asked about his exact strategy. As it stood, the soldiers were equipped with enough anti-tank weaponry, but he still needed to position artillery somewhere, so he ordered 80 percent of the cannons to be moved into the captured highlands out west, and the 20 percent to combat the intense shelling in the jungles. Long Wang would authorize the use of incendiary shells to be fired from the highlands into high concentrations of enemy forces. Among them would be dozens of anti tank cannons for later use.
The clashing on the homefront would be relatively intense. Upon the prospect of being shelled, the 3rd and 4th divisions pull back in an attempt to lure the enemy into a killzone where they would be in range of Liaoxinese artillery opposite of the border. Rebels in 'occupied' villages would be killed, and the very few that decided to join up would be armed and pulled back with the retreating armies.
In the air, 50 divebombers supported by 15 fighters and 3 bombers would be sent to the skies. Albeit primitive WW2-era craft, they'd fly along the coasts, supported by a horde of about 100 weaponized civilian fishing boats (some armed with naval infantry, others rudimentary mortars, others full artillery cannons), 5 destroyers, and 5 submarines would be sent down the coast in an attempt to relieve the 4th Division from the pressures of Army Group East by striking what is considered to be the largest harbor within a reasonable distance of their border.
Even though the quality of some of the wooden boats and their nailed down mortars/machineguns and crude torpedo launchers was laughable, Long Wang knew that by using sheer numerical superiority, they might have a shot at temporarily incapacitating the lefternmost units of Army Group East.
RP: Animal of the Nationalists
Deep in the heart of Nationalist territory, locals saw a terrifying sight. The traditional national animal of Windardia, the wapiti (also known as the elk) was attacked by the Windardian Eagle, a large black bird that has long represented bravery and might in Windardia. One Nationalist journalist watched as the eagle picked the wapiti up by it's antlers and flew off with it firmly grasped in the bird's talons. Inspired by this brutal act of nature, the journalist ran home to write a column for the small Nationalist newsletter " The Nationalist Times" to write about the encounter.
He said the attack on the wapiti was an omen for "the traditional identity of Windardia to change from a serene and peace loving-nation to become a more powerful and respected state". Videos of the attack on the wapiti have circulated online, with many calling for the Windardian Eagle to become the animal symbol of nationalism in Windardia. Their calls were answered when Ezrael relased a statement saying "We shall do as that eagle did. Completely manhandle-or wapiti handle-the traditional socialist and weak values of Old Windardia, and march into the rising sun, just as that eagle flew."
With the Nationalists lacking a flag to represent them, some have called for one to be made with the Windardian Eagle displayed on it.
RP: White Devils
It was only months after the peace treaty was signed and the elections not far off that under the cover of night the Blayredeshians began secretly importing a new breed of soldier to The Gatisland. These were men who wore white uniforms though would often ditch them for regular civilian clothing to lay low and catch their unsuspecting prey. These men were of the Confederate Intelligence Service and were more specifically sent by the CIS to gather lists of names and identities of men and women who had committed past crimes under Federationist rule such as "Supporting politically liberal social policies, supporting degeneracy, advocating for communism, and committing abominations against God" These, of course, were all what the Blayredeshians labelled them as though it wasn't hard to figure out what some of them really meant. For now, the CIS Agents were simply gathering names and making their lists. But soon enough they would be carrying out what many assume to be a White Terror. Meanwhile, Karloff has instructed his men to pour over whatever military records from the PAP and Dubois that could provide information on any unaccounted for militias and militants who may still be lurking out in the wilderness.
RP: Cracking Down
Meanwhile, broadcasts such as the one from Euskades would set the Blayredeshians into a frenzy as Karloff began having his men in both the Army and the Free State to begin looking for the source of such broadcasts to "permanently silence them".
RP: Guns of the South
With Catherine and President Omar's permission accessed for the future drive towards Deija; General Jubal would begin carrying out his assault on the Aqua Tribe. It would seem the Guns of Blayredeshia were firing on the south-west.
RP: Maybe (Secret to all but the New Order)
General Jubal's reply to the New Order's request was a mix as he said that while he could dispatch a Lieutenant and some assistants from his staff to the New Order, he could not spare anyone from the Blayredeshian State Ministry or any civilian actors. The General's reply did contain a segment though that seemed to hint that even if the New Order refuses to meet with the Blayredeshians they will not be considered hostile and: "As far as we're concerned we are here to secure a trade route with the city of Deija and then get out. The Emperor has no interest in interfering in Icewindian affairs as to change a government, and should the New Order begin marching troops into the west they shall find no enemies within the Blayredeshian Army." It seems that should the New Order wish to finesse the Blayredeshians out of Icewindian affairs then all they'll need to do is allow the Blayredeshian-Deijan Trade land route to be established, and most likely never hear a Blayredeshian accent again.
RP: You do you (Secret)
The Prince's CIS Agents relayed to Napoleon that he was understanding and encouraged the Icewindian to move his ventures out west to Texar where no segregation laws exist and the people specifically of either the Cities of Biaf of Rey are most likely to be friendly to his business ventures.
With the recent success of Nationalist commanders such as Captain Lezel, General Hill has suggested to Ezrael that the combined Nationalist and Blayredeshian Armies march on the Socialist capital to swiftly end the war.
RP: Smoke and Mirrors
With Razor's forces pushed back and the initiative firmly on their side; Savimbi would have his forces prepare for another great assault on NHNS lines; this was all of course not to be as the entire counter-offensive was a ploy to allow time for the CoF to withdraw from the city. After a barrage of smoke grenades, tire fires, and other bombs were let loose in the enemy direction; Savimbi and his men would join their brothers as they withdrew from the city and made war for the "Holy Line" a mile or so behind the original NHNS-CoF Border. It would be here that the CoF had been preparing a grand network of trenches, underground tunnels, and traps as Pearse and his officers prepare for what they deem to be an inevitable counter-attack by the Etrians and Pagan Non-Humans. The husk of the sections of the NHNS City now formally controlled by the CoF would only reveal more bloodshed as IEDs, improvised mines, crucifixions, and more of the CoF's "Natalia's Piles" which were corpses placed on top of pressure mines; would remain scattered throughout the city. The bodies of Etrian soldiers too would often be nailed with signs bearing derogatory imagery and slang directed at Queen Natalia. Meanwhile, the secret investigation by Intelligence Officers from Etrius and any interrogations of Prisoners would only reveal that the CoF militants were mostly either veterans of the Blayredeshian military or radical militiamen recruited by the CoF. This of course was well-known information as the CoF prided itself on being built by veterans who shared their beliefs. Most of their equipment though would be that of the Blayredeshian military but most of its could only be traced back to being discarded by the Blayredeshian military or being sold to Blayredeshian Corporations such as Texar Oil, the East Dixia Trading Company, or the Aurelian Mining Company all of which are owned by rich individuals known for operating independently of the Blayredeshian government's wishes. It would seem that no proof of direct Blayredeshian Government involvement in the Cross of Fire's operations would be found most likely due to it never existing in the first place.
The news of the reborn Kaiserreich in Evacasia would be received happily in Salis as the Emperor quickly made a public address to congratulate and commend Kaiser August I on his restoration of Glory to the Evacasian Kaiserreich and "Looks forward to a divinely blessed future between the Realms of Evacasia, Blayredeshian, Archron, and all Free Peoples of Kalrania." As an official gift to the Evacasians the Emperor has offered to give them the ICS Dragon; a massive warship equipped with anti-ship missiles, anti-aircraft missiles, depth charges, and anti-submarine torpedoes as well as an assortment of .50 cal machine guns, which served as the Flagship of Admiral Greim's during the Blayredeshian intervention in the Basar Civil War against the Syndicalists and Totalists. It is hoped that the Evacasians will appreciate this gift as a sign of friendship between the old former allies.
RP: A Pleasant Dinner
Although their meeting got off to a rocky start that even caused Roma to leave; Emperor Blayre IV and Queen Boran would soon come to appreciate one another with the Emperor promising to one day travel to Schwypia to mend relations with his people's former eastern adversary, and Queen Boran even joined the Emperor and his family for dinner that night. Shortly after her departure from his estate, the Emperor would message Roma a simple yet meaningful sentence: "My boy, you've found the one."
RP: Want prisoners? (Secret to all except blay)
The Kiamaian Government offers Blayredeshia all the communist prisoners they have to be marched from all the way from the Northernmost part of Kiamai all the way to the Blayredeshian Bases down south where once they reach the base, Blayredeshia can do what they want with the communists as long as they aren’t released back into Kiamai alive.
Ezrael agrees to the idea, but wishes to still be the commander of the Windardian soliders. He proposes the two forces merge into one army, with Ezrael commanding the Windardians and General Hill commanding the Blayredeshians. To prevent miscommunication and chaos, both Ezrael and Hill will communicate with and inform the other of ANY plan one expects to execute.
RP: Rising (Red) Star
As the Socialists are searching for someone more capable than President Eory Gilligan to lead their forces, one man has been nominated from within the ranks of the Socialists; one Privit Roosto, a lieutenant from the Socialist ranks and veteran of the Battle of Kempten. An outspoken Communist and gifted military strategist, Roosto has been named General of the People's Army.
The soldiers withdrew from the area wondering what on earth they just saw. Back in his barracks the soldier would question what the thing told him. Later that day he would decide to meet with the officer that came with him. He walked into the office and saw that he was in a meeting with some other high ups. They were Stunned as he pulled out a gun and shot them dead.
The Republic sends a message to Dwarf Land4 about possibly cooperating on creating a Deep Space probe to explore the outer solar system to know more about the unknowns out there.
RP: Inter-Island Zipline
Wolfy has recently approved the construction of a brand new project, a rail line to connect the entire Archipelago together + an underground tunnel to connect the rail line to the Far West Peninsula to the Archipelago. This project once completed over the next decade will hopefully increase national connectivity, reduce reliance on ferries, and boost economic productivity.
RP: A Revolution
((OORP: this is just a post about them developing new tech so you can skip over if you feel like it, there will be a TL:DR at the bottom if you're interested in what they will make but don't want to read this wall of text. If you do plan on reading this massive thing, it'd help to have a reference to the species which can be found here))
Plamen: "Well, let's face it, this kind of equipment was designed ages ago. The inhabitants of this world possess much more than us. Regardless of how much fancy magic we can pump into this stuff, it'll only last so long in the face of true war. Don't get me wrong, the armor is excellent, it does exactly what we need it to do, but it's the weapons that will be our downfall."
Sagan, represenative of the Dökkálfar, agreed. He pioneers the enchantments that are placed on all of the weapons and armor. If not for him, many of the complex enchantments and engravings used to produce the equipment would have been discovered far later.
Sagan: "As much as it pains me to sully mine own work, Plamen is correct. Not only are new enchantments harder to come across with what we desire to achieve, We Dökkálfar have noticed how increasingly hard it is to apply the enchantments. It takes more and more magic and space to apply them. The larger the engravings are, the more likely it is for them to be destroyed in combat, making the armor functionally a knick-knack to be put on display."
Many stood quite, they are not ones to speak of the subject as it is not what they deal in. However, Fanya, representative of the powerful Ala, speaks up. She has heard from many of her kind about the things that go on just outside of their land. She knows of what some of the people of the world possess, and how much of a threat it is.
Fanya: "It's difficult to swallow but what they say is true. We Ala are powerful and were feared long, long ago, but not even we can stand up to the 'jets' and other 'planes'. They fly too high and too fast for us to hit or catch, even with the magic from our armor and weapons. While we can defend against the 'bombs' and 'missiles' they send from those jets and bombers, its merely fighting the effects, not the cause."
Jaromir, official king and representative of the Leshen, was concerned. He had a feeling where this would go, and knew it would go against what the leshens stood for, what he stood for. He would not see his kind be corrupted the same way those who once feared and respected them.
Jaromir: "We will not become become like them. I won't allow it. I had gathered us to protect nature and the ways that were forgotten. You may not have joined me for that, but that is what ultimately brought us together. I understand that the fight will be hard and rigorous, but we must head the tough wave with our resilience. We have not survived this long because we abandoned our old ways."
As Jaromir's voice echoed through the wooden palace, Plamen and Sagan had exchanged looks, a mutual understanding of what they must say. They have a plan, and all they can do is hope the others support it.
Sagan: "You see, my lord, we have taken your standing into consideration, and we believe that there is a possibility for a different way. A way that only we can harness. One such glaring flaw in our equipment is that it is not standardized, each Skarbnik is producing them to the best of their abilities."
Plamen: "While all Skarbnik are skilled smiths, at our core, some of us are simply better than others. Humans and the such have these special places where they can make the same high quality parts over and over. Me and some other Skarbnik believe we have found a way to mimic this, along with some of their weapons, by using the Bluesteel, steelbark, and fancy Dökkálfar engraving magic."
Sagan: "There is a few glaring problems with the system, and that is the source of the magic. It will need a way to melt large quantities of bluesteel often and fast and have the power to make the equipment itself."
Pyotr, representative of the Balachko, had become worried for his people. While their magic is useful, they can only preform it so often, so long. His people might be treated like workhorses no better than the trolls, who aren't even smart enough to have a representative in the first place.
Pyotr: "My apologies for interrupting, but how do you plan to melt all of the bluesteel? I simply will not allow my people to be treated like no more than a forge to be used. I trust you are aware that our magic takes time to melt the bluesteel, and let us not forget that my peoples magic reserves are limited as well! We balachko are like brothers, and I will not have you abusing them for their power."
Sagan: "Calm yourself friend, we are aware of the predicament. This is the largest gap in our schematic so far. While our grandiose concoction certainly has the possibility to work, we are simply unaware of how to make it run. The amount of magic it takes to operate is astounding. As of yet, we still lack a solution. We had attempted to think of something that would work but we had ran out of ideas. We were hoping another representative would have an inkling as to how this predicament can be resolved."
Zora, representative of the Ljósálfar, was quick witted. It was all too familiar to her how the Ljósálfar had to imbue the Zhar-Pitsa with their light magic. After all, she was the one who came up with the technique.
Zora: "Well, would it not be possible to collect an store magic? After all, we Ljósálfar have to store magic into the Zhar-Pitsa to illuminate the lands when night comes. I'm positively certain you, Sagan, would be able to come up with a method for us to store our light magic to be used as a source of power. Our weapons already have the power to alter our, naturally, harmless magic into something quite destructive. You should be aware of this, it was your creation was it not?"
Sagan: "Brilliant! We likely didn't think of such a thing due to our magic only being applied to the engravings. Zora, you would be correct to assume that I would be able to invent such an engraving. For now, I will have to experiment with getting them to function correctly, but it should work in the finale."
Pyotr: "And what of my siblings? Would the issue of our magic being limited still not be an issue? No matter if you can get the smithing parts working, you will still need my assistance to melt them."
Sagan: "I believe a work around will present itself friend. If my assumption is correct, we would be able to harness, store, and reinforce your magic with the weaker, albeit, much more plentiful Ljósálfar magic. Would that satiate your desire for fair treatment?"
Pyotr nods in affirmation, he is satisfied with this answer, trusting in Sagan's raw skill. Jaromir, however, is still much too worried about protecting the old ways while considering adopting the project. It wasn't until he had begun to reflect on Theo Iraira Suru of the old empire in Icewindia that he had truly assessed the situation. They had respected the old ways, but an outside force using the machinations of the great betrayal had reduced them to nothing. Even with their superior strength, Jaromir's faith in his powers falters. The old empire did not bend, so it had broken. Jaromir would not see his people fall to the same fate.
Jaromir: "I see. Do what you must to get it functioning. There is one thing, however, that I forbid you from using, the instruments of the great betrayal. Are all representatives in support of this project?"
One by one, They had all agreed. First was Plamen and Sagan, followed by Pyotr, then Zora and Fanya, and finally with Jaromir. The only representatives that have yet to agree were Kasimir, Niklos, and Vasilisa, the representatives of the Malevolents which were the Chorts and Bluds, the Psoglav, and the Rusalka respectivly.
Kasimir: "This would not interfere with the roles of the Chorts or the Bluds, so it would be unreasonable to not support it"
Niklos: "As long as me and my brethren may draw blood with the new brushes of our art, we agree."
Vasilisa: "I'm in the same boat as Kasimir, this has no effect on me or the Rusalka, so it would be stupid if I stopped it"
With that, the Magikos Kingdom begins to arm itself to counter the coming waves of threats what will eventually target them and their home. But first, they must give themselves the means to be better equipped. What will follow next is the development of equipment that will rival the great creations of the great betrayal.
((OOC: this is the TL:DR, basically, they're working on making a magic factory, and will be working on magic based modern weaponry, so that they aren't at such a disadvantage.))
The Asu delegate, to say the least, is displeased.
"Democracy? Free trade? Order coming from outside the borders of the confederacy? Blooded... Why are we supposed to be interested? At the moment our main concern is nationalism. It's fermenting right on our borders as we recover from the shock of the nationalist conflict we had. We can take any refugees that come our way so long as our economy can support them, that's a given by our principles, but don't expect us to care about your "human rights" nonsense that's propagated in merchant societies. We care about sticking to our own values. Free trade is an absolute no as well, we aren't going to offload taxation we otherwise procure via tariff income onto urbanite commoners and we cannot afford to take any sort of spending reduction plan, if anything we need more government spending with our current political trajectory. Wish we'd need not be insulted with proposals we can obviously only refuse. In short, I vote the prior with my authority as a member of the supreme council of Asukiro."
Her stinging eyes dart around the room and into her bag before she returns them to the presenter and retrieves a small book and pen, which she promptly begins writing in.
RP: Saint Shokai Votes In Favor For A Political Body
Following the introductory word, the Shokaian government has voted to keep the SVSC a political body.
RP: Saint Shokai Will Not Participate
Upon receiving the invitation, those in the Capitol almost unanimously voted on declination but the nation will spectate and and allow Shokaian businesses sponsor the events.
RP: Elkstase forces to flee Cervania
The Cervanian civil war has ended after several grueling years of warfare. The Elken people, alongside their Elkstase leaders and soldiers, have been forced to flee Cervania, retreating to the wildlands to the south. Those that stayed behind faces extremely harsh retaliation by the radicalized forces of Cervania who remained behind. The Cervanian nation has seemingly found religion in the form of Cervinism.
But it is a harsh religion born out of war, calling for an extremely radicalized following to uphold extremist versions of previous Cervanian teachings, such as the treatment of Does and the superiority of Stags. The death penalty in Cervania has become all too common as the Prince calls for a holy Jihad against the Elken, the Elkstase and 'All other followers of the kafir Shaytan.' Cervania has similarly banned many things in their holy nation, such as alcohol, pornography, interfaith marriages, and unmarried sex are firmly banned under harsh penalties.
The Prince himself, who has had an even greater cult of personality form around him in recent days, referring to him as the prophet of Cervus, had this to say.
"The Fatwa is given. It is now the duty of all Cervanian Stags to follow the holy teachings of Cervanism to Jihad against all kafir who would dare to put themselves above the unending wisdom and love of Cervus. Resist in Cervania, and write the victory of Cervanism!"
RP: Cervanian Punishment for Degeneracy
Cervania has devised a new form of punishment for all serious offenders of crimes in Cervania. Those who are caught committing crimes such as murder, rape, repeated cases of assault and more, are sent en mass to the Cervanian island of Qunas, where they are hunted down like dogs by the Cervanian Stag Knights using THCT-23 war rifles, swords, and peacemaker revolvers.
If they manage to survive a month on the Island, they are allowed to return to Cervania with no criminal penalties, as obviously Cervus himself has take favor to them. Otherwise they are murdered, their antlers taken if they are stags, to adorn the walls of the many Stag Knight's Keeps, dotted around the nation.