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Rifles & Runes: Sequel IC

Casrai

At the ports of Casrai, the Sky fleet has arrived with their cargo. This cargo was, in-fact, the mages and golems. After coming to a stop, seven figures jumped down. As the figures were falling spell rune manifested under them and slowed them down.
Once landed they were revealed to be the four gauntlet mages, two golems, and the corrosion mage. With the corrosion mage taking the lead they lead the way up to the head guard.


Walking up to the Head Guard the corrosion mage began to speak "Hello, I am Seiriyola and my team and I are here to relieve you of this situation. However, this doesn't mean you are free to do what you want. I am assigning all of you the task of evacuating the town. This is to prevent casualties in case I must cast magic."

The Guard gave a nod of approval before shouting orders to begin evacuating. As the city evacuated behind them the mages watched as several people proceeded to walk down from the ship towards them. Seiriyola waved for the golem to go and use its body as a makeshift table. Forming two chairs on either side of the golem Seiriyola took a seat and waited. BLK BLK

Grand Sky Docks

Walking down a hall, Dreastyu prepped himself for the unveiling of his new designs. He was both excited and nervous as he walked into the presentation room. In this room were seventy of the nations top engineers, enchanters, armorers, as well as Aranvius himself. When Dreastyu laid down his blueprints on the presentation table, the image of his blueprints appeared on the wall behind him. Waiting a few minutes for the people in the room to look over his designs he began speaking.

"Good evening ladies and gentlemen, today I bring you three designs and one idea to you all. As I'm sure you all have noticed of the blueprints behind me they are for what appear to be Sky Ships. Now, the first of these is the new defensive skyship that I call the Abjurer. It boasts the highest defensive power of all Sky Ships by being made entirely of metal, that was bathed in magic and reinforced with multiple fortifications and shield runes. Of course, this doesn't come without its price. This being it will also be the slowest of our skyships. Next, is the Transmuter, it will be by far the fastest skyship ever made as well as, the weakest in terms of armor. Finally, on the blueprints, I bring you the fireball launcher. This cannon shoots fireballs that explode into a fifteen-foot sphere. It also has a longer range than the storm cannons but, is far less accurate. Now, I unveil my new project in terms of magic."

Stepping back Dreastyu gained a look of concentration before his hands, feet, horns, and tail were covered in lightning. The room was filled with sounds of admiration as he released jabs with his limbs. "I call this Magic Fist, it allows a mage coat their limbs in certain elements. I designed this after considering the limits of some of our closer ranged mages. Now that is all for today. I am patiently awaiting your responses."Bowing Dreastyu canceled the magic before grabbing his blueprints and heading back to his office.



 
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the purge

Over three months the unneeded and overly corrupt members of courts were culled or otherwise convinced to stop their destructive behavior. In other places, if they existed, it might be a much harder goal to achieve but the ancient rite of honor duels made it far easier to get rid of those you no longer needed. The process was simple some evidence was found, and certified as true then the king would challenge the accused to settle this in a duel when they protested the charges as false. They would of course say they were innocent as few would admit to such behaviors and thus the trap was sprung and the matter easily settled. The accusing king would of course defeat said court member or their champion would, then the accused life was in the kings hand. Normally death was the sentence but from time to time one would be merciful and they would have their wealth stripped and be "banished" to the poor house. These advisers and key players would then be replaced with others that understood that their predecessors had overstepped their bounds and had taken to much of their kings treasure.

Expaditionary force

While the matters of kings and keys was sorted out an expedition was formed not by the high queen directly but by the collegium miracula under her orders. They were to be furnished with the latest equipment and skilled mages. Said mages would be of the fire and earth schools to assess the chosen mounrain, its stablitly, how deep the magma chamber was, and the elemental power with on its core. The none magical lever would be taking samples or rock, making accurate maps, surveying its size, and a few other necessary measurements and tests. The full length the team was expected to be gone was around 4 months give or take 1 due to possable weather conditions or accidents and they were given the amount of supplies calculated plus another months worth just in case.
 
The Kingdom of Latvya
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Military/Internal affairs
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(Latvyan soldiers preparing to leave for the Vadian Civil war)
The Latvyan made knowledge of the Vadians public and updated them of all that was happening, urging volunteers to help their new neighboring nation. Hundreds rushed to recruitment stations to help this nation with similar heritage as their own, and 6 Latvyan Divisions were assembled to assist the Vadian front. on Maijs 5th, the divisions assembled in Nôvus for a military parade where they would march off from the city out to the Vadian frontlines. Thousands gathered and watched as a total force of 60,000 Latvyan soldiers and around 200 armored vehicles were assembled and moved down through the city streets. The soldiers followed the same path the original Division went along and it was reported they would be to the front within two months.

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(Latvyan tank factory producing Brunas T-I Light tanks)
In response to the demand for new armored vehicles factories across Latvya have started to mass produce the T-I light tank and TK-III Tankettes to provide for the army. It has been reported that by the next month at least 200 T-I tanks and 320 TK-III tankettes will be produced and ready for service.

Vadian Civil war, North Eastern Front
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(Latvyan 1st Infantry Division assaulting Vadian Lines near the town of Krhi)
With note of request for Latvyan reinforcements by the Vadian government the division established a HQ near the northern front in a effort to make communications more efficient and notified the Latvyan government, who promised reinforcements to arrive in the coming months. The Division in the meanwhile decided to launch a independent assault along the North Eastern front to stretch out rebel forces and capture all assets. The assault started early in the morning with the Latvyan forces there pouring through the forest, shelling any enemy lines and charging forward without any hesitation. The assault penetrated a few kilometers into enemy land before finally being halted at the town of Krhi where enemy fortifications resulted in heavier casualties and orders to hold off from the assault. The Latvyans have established a perimeter around the western side of the town and made basic dirt roads along the path to the front lines to ease means of transportation for resources and men.

Klyst, Celestia
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The Latvyan crews accepted that inspections might take longer but were visibly displeased by the Burj's constant measurements and touchings. The high command of the fleet went off and found the highest looking Celestian offier they could, asking if the Admiral of the Celestial fleet had returned yet so discussion could be held. A few of the Latvyan sailors even readied rifles and closed off certain rooms from the Burj to avoid them getting in and investigating/touching everything they pleased. The Burj would be prevented from entering such areas, which generally consisted of armories, ammo storage, and ship command rooms. The Latvyans were quite obviously...not fond of the Burj around their ships at all.
The Rikedom of Moreasland
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(Sorry for late and short response)
The Latvyan fleet high command accepted the request and docked, the officers of the fleet unboarding and making their way to the Naval HQ to meet with the Rikedom's Admiral. The rest of most crews resupplied the ships and ventured a little around the dockyards, not leaving the area.

Research and Development

Project Erglis continues, with new progress being made and the first models being tested. The gun has so far proven a bit unreliable but changes and modifications are being made to prevent further malfunctions.

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The Federal Republic of Ebross
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Diplomatic Affairs

Garza looked at the Prime Minister and nodded his head. "Thank you for your hospitality, take care sire." He said as he sat in his temporary office. In Ebross Drake led the diplomat towards a room. "This will be your temporary office if you wish, while you provide oversight for the embassy construction. I will send word to the president that the deal has gone through and for him to authorize the construction. He left the diplomat and headed towards small communications room and asked that they send word to the president of the happenings with Vileria. Meanwhile President Hulster was still campaigning, this time he had sailed to the peninsula that held Aerilon the easternmost city in the nation. He had gotten word and while at a rally he confirmed to his party supports that the trade deal and diplomatic mission has gone through, stating that this will lay down the foundations for peace on Eparia.

Fort Langen, State of Eelry

The commander looked at the royal family and then to the squad leader. "Thank for bringing them in officer, now send out your squad to commence it's patrol once more." The squad leader and his second saluted before exiting the room and closing the door. The only noise now heard were papers being shuffled and moved by the other people in the room. The commander walked over to the royal family and spoke to them. "Please take a seat." He said gesturing to some chairs laying against the wall. The commander sat in his chair and looked up at the former ruler. "I will be blunt sir. On the outside both nations are friendly towards each other. In reality though ever since the coup we have been preparing for war, and honestly ever since the new Vilerian government denied proper exile here some members of higher command had hoped you wouldn't find exile here." He said as he looked down at a map on his desk, which highlighted the Vilerian-Ebrossian border.

"We are rebuilding our fort lines here, which are nearly complete. Within a month all forts will be operational, manned with a total of two hundred thousand soldiers, and ready for war. Despite what high command thinks, we still will accepted exile here and we have a few areas for you to go to." He then pulled out a map of the nation and laid it over the previous map. The best place for you folks to head towards is just outside the city of Peltragow. It's our southernmost city, and furthest away from Vileria. However there isn't much to do there unless you just want live among the farmers, which presents the other option of going to Aerilon. It's our easternmost city lying on the Aerilon Peninsula which has beautiful beaches, great fishing spots, and is the third largest city in the nation behind Ebross and Erith respectively. However where you go, is up to you." He said towards the royal family.

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Exploration Fleet

Having traveled outside of communication range many days ago, the fleet was truly on it's own. They began to see signs of civilization, and sailed closer As the eleven ships approached they entered into a non-combative stance to signify a friendly intent.

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Vilarian Reich
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Diplomatic Affairs
Abraham walked along the halls to the Chancellors office, knocking before entering. "Enter" he heard a voice on the other side answer, and so he did. "Trade negotiations have concluded sir" he said. "Both nations will build a road to the border for trade. We will trade them some of our spices and materials in exchange for some fish, metals, and jewels." Klauz was silent for a minute. "What kind of materials?" "I was thinking lumber, stone, and some ores." Klauz was once again silent. "Very well, I see no problems with this." Cheers once again rang out from the stadium, louder this time and the VSU band could be heard playing the school's fight song. The announcer's voice could be heard clearly. "And that concludes today's game against the USV Hunters and your VSU Eagles. The Eagles take the win today with a score of 8 to 5. Thank you for coming out and supporting the teams and have a good rest of your day." Klauz chuckled a bit. "They didn't have a chance. Everyone knows VSU has the best football team in the nation." Abraham chuckled a bit too. Meanwhile in Ebross, Markus thanked the man before taking a seat in his temporary office.

Franz Royal Family
Otto looked at the maps. "Given the military coup, I don't blame you for taking precautions with the border. Vilaria's military has surely grown since the coup." He had then gone silent, looked back at his children, then back at the man. "What else could you tell us about Aerilon?"
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Internal Affairs
Upon arrival in the capitol, Anika, the former Kaiserin, was sent to work in the Eastern coal mines indefinitely, along with the other Royalists who had been captured or surrendered to the nationalists.

Fed up with their working conditions, many industrial workers and a few agricultural workers have met to form a new political faction in Vilaria: the Union of Vilarian Workers, otherwise known as the Unionists. Their goal, as they have publicly stated, is to improve the working conditions of the working class and to lessen the wealth gaps between the social classes of Vilaria.

The football game between VSU and USV had concluded with VSU as the winner. Many USV fans are upset that their team didn't win but they enjoyed the game nonetheless, although there are a few fans who were furious that their team didn't win and protested VSU's win by attacking VSU fans. Once again law enforcement was called in to quell the ensuing fights. Many other football matches around the nation are now beginning to take place between the universities of the major cities.
VSU (Viliarian State University) Eagles vs ABU (Araco Bay University) Penguins at ABU in Araco
USV (University of Southern Vilaria) Hunters vs CPU (Celes Plains University) Aviators at USV in Folis
LBU (Luron Bay University) Mariners vs IVU (Imperial Vilarian University) Generals at IVU in Orlos

Exploration Fleet
With the fleet now in open waters, it now sails Westward in search other civilizations.
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Somewhere near Klyst

The cruiser continued on it's course with B-42 behind. The operator in the submarine would be temporarily resting, while the crew themselves would proceed to operate the submarine. The Captain on the cruiser just wondered where that plane had crashed, since no one reported anything around. After awhile, yet another unknown fleet could be seen in the distance. Because of this, all hands were ordered to battle stations in preparation. sergeantgamer sergeantgamer


Second contact

The man would see a light signal return, and then request a nearby crewman to man the light while he returns to the Captain. After being replaced, he would proceed to run up back to the Captain and report in. "Sir, we got a response. They call themselves the Vadians, and they also appear to be out of supplies since they stated they have less than a day left." The man said, still standing to attention. "That would explain the flag lunatic. They probably have been rationing for so long that they are hallucinating, and not handling it very well. Send a team over to confirm their situation, have them carry some food and defensive equipment in case they try attacking for it. Respond back to them about the survey team as well, so they do not think they are a bunch of pirates." The Captain ordered. "Yes sir!" The man would immediately leave and rush down, nearly tripping himself in the process. After traveling down deeper into the ship, he traveled to the crew quarters where several groups of men were. Some were playing cards, others were conducting maintenance on their weapons. He would gather five of them and send them up, and he would return up with them back to the light. While the team were readying one of the escape boats to use, the man would inform the fleet that they were sending them over to confirm. BLK BLK


Klyst's northern port
The human side of the large port couldn't help but sit back and have sympathy towards the Latvyans. The Burj do the same for their ships but only under maintenance checks, overall inspections, and review. The only difference being that ships in port got it worse, and anyone retaliating would just be beaten to a pulp or thrown overboard. They thought it hypocritical, because they get defensive about their own ships. Of course they did not do anything more after one of the inspection team leaders met similar fate in the water. One man even kept a watch out and just waited for someone to piss them off. As for the Burj themselves, some teams already got everything they wanted and left while the other half of the teams continued on. Some seacraft, such as the submarines, were already thoroughly molested by them. The Latvyans were obviously not pleased by this, however the more determined would remain. They would also become aggressive in response, conducting various extreme eye-to-eye contact, hissing at crew while their eyes would begin to glow ever so brighter, and attempts at looking more intimidating. Of course depending on one of the Amburj, they responded differently. The paler skinned ones simply were amused, the grey skinned ones did not care and looked more bored than anything, the Burj with horns no matter the skin color ranged from intimidation to annoyance. In one case, a Burjan woman did a near-silent hiss at a crewman. Her eyes would glow and be fiery, the light or maybe it was energy? either way, it would leave a visible trace or trail before fading away with her movements. It was even visible when she wasn't looking directly at the crewmen and her head turned the opposite direction. This would make her only visible eye appear to glow entirely yellow, when her eyes use to glow blue beforehand. Her left eye covered by her long hair. Also until now, her eyes appeared normal with visible pupil, iris, and sclera. She was the only one in the various remaining Burjan inspection teams to actually respect the ship's crews, but attempted the normal intimidation tactic as the others but as a defensive mechanism. A team leader was just amused but would warn the Vyan crews around her, that if a gun goes off they already have lost. One of them even taunted the crew just because of sheer boredom.


The high command of the Latvyan fleet were under better circumstances, when compared with the ship crews. They found one of the highest ranking Celestials at the port, that was also talking to another man in a business suit with brown hair that soon left. The HR of course being one of the taller men they had seen earlier wandering around randomly. He towered over all of them, along with pretty much everyone else around. But he had a soft tone, which completely contrasted everything else. He told them the Admiral had returned hours ago, and that he was back at the registration building on the second floor. Am Vya Am Vya


Internal affairs

The investigation by the military would continue. Multiple searches would be carried out through both the city and the countryside. The reasoning being that the murderer may have long escaped, and perhaps was hiding in no mans land.

At Kelyito, decommissioning of two older submarines would be scheduled. This consisted of B-3 and B-6, both submarines utilizing a Veridian engine. These were some of the oldest submarines still in service in the Navy, and they were being decommissioned due to their service life being long since concluded and some of their materials having become frail. It was starting to be costly, and too much of a risk to keep them under military operation. The aura of magic also meant to contain their older Veridian engines were failing as well, along with no longer preserving the materials themselves. Thus they would be a danger to the crew as a whole. Their fates would still be under debate, but they believe they can be turned into museums. This decommissioning was of course rushed, as the submariners had reported concerns for their operators. The operators were simply just starting to ever so slowly deteriorate physically and mentally. The Submarines were to arrive soon, and then removal of the weapon systems would commence after the crews were slowly removed from it's manifest and paid off.


Verdin Military Base, Kalexia

Emily would have left the Citadel to go to Verdin, a military base and training facility a dozen miles away. She was there on temporary guard duty until replaced, due to recent fears of a unknown person or persons murdering an Army colonel and freely about. She would be spending a week there, before being allowed to leave. In her free time she would visit Hanz, a military buddy and lover of hers that had went on to be stationed there.


R&D
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As factories were hard at work beginning the second stage of construction and crews were being selected and trained, the first stage of finding proper operators and their teams would also begin. The process was a very important one as a operator for a vessel or submarine had to be acquired in some way, then they had various factors to even be considered of use. Usually, unless the vessel or submarine is a updated or similar seacraft, the operators had to have little to no experience whatsoever with the engines. This was so they didn't meet any ill consequences especially to different engine types, which vary to many more factors and have differing degrees of results. Depending on the order of ship, other seacraft of the class, and many more, the operators may be limited to being from larger families. Then the operator had to fit at least the minimal requirements, which consisted of height, fitness, various tests concerning sanity, weight, and even more testing. While some of these requirements are unnecessary but still carried out, it is a vastly important factor in crewing a submarine. The taller you are, the harder it is to move around, the wider you are, the more impossible it is for others to move around, the less sane you are, the more likely scenario of you killing everyone. Another was for the operator to be female, though exceptions could be made. It wasn't anything special for the engines, but was a overall naval tradition along with a valid need at the time. Early engines were hollow and operators had to fit inside of them with little to no room, if outside the engine they had to be capable of moving in confined spaces, and if in emergency and outside of the engine they had to not take up much space. The only downfall of this being reaction time, however that varies depending on Amburj. Thus meaning some are more reactive to others. Nowadays, they do not even have to be in the engine to get the seacraft underway. Then during this selection process, a secondary process for a engine team would transpire. While concerning of similar characteristics, the requirements of strength however usually meant that the person or persons had to be male. This is simply because of maintaining Veridian engines are tasks that require strength, and the ability to handle magic-induced intensive stress. The latter was very important because if the engine starts to "steam", it immediately begins to effect personnel the steam is around/touches. While the effects vary, the most common being intense amounts of stress. That is why all naval seacraft which own such a engine gets the best food out of the entire Navy, and considered "The most extreme bastards in the Navy". For magi-tech seacraft, the operator and engineer team are the most important, equal to the officers. After all of this process, the selection process is completed. This usually lasts half or equally as long as one of the construction stages to a seacraft, depending on the amount of personnel, any potential replacements, and events that transpire during testing.

The next step would be testing, the engineer portion is created through a mock system so trainees aren't "tainted" before operation day. This is usually committed by a "Engine grunt" a man or woman hiding inside a entirely hollowed out engine casing, or wooden engine frame with the ability to unhinge, unscrew, unbolt, and dismantle various parts while inside the engine. They are armed with an assortment of equipment, consisting of normal utility tools, and various hoses to simulate engine effects. One hose was a warm water hose, to simulate the effects of submerged engine damage. The water would usually burn the engineer, and was difficult to work against. A second hose simulated "steaming" which was to have a "differentiator" that could be changed to varying frequencies. This consisted to being a mist or fog-like generator at lower settings, which just continually blasted into the engineer's face or any other section of the body. The second setting would fill the room. The "intense stress" portion of it would come from two separate entities, a team of stage performers constantly screaming in sheer terror, and a trained crew of "crushers" constantly slamming, kicking, beating, or making bending metal sounds outside the room. This method was also a fan favorite by the Navy for submarine commanders, to keep them in line and to avoid pushing their submarines to their limits. In which submarine officers had to experience the horrors of complete crush-depth simulation. The EG would also contain two other hoses, one similar to the second but combining elements of the first, and the last hose would be a "explosion" valve. Something that usually means certain death for the seacraft, this is simulated in a secondary room where the engineer works on a platform now controlled by the EG. This would rock, roll, tilt, and perform other actions in a violent fashion. When or if the EG uses the explosion valve, the engineer would literally be thrown backwards as the engine sparks and "explodes". For the engineer team this process would vary between a few weeks to longer depending on the seacraft in question. After this stage is complete, and their seacraft are in the sea trial stage, it might even be for not as they would potentially die before military service. This was an acceptable factor due to past history with such during war time, for both the Amburj, Elven, and Human races.
 
The Federal Republic of Ebross
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Fort Langen, State of Eelry

The commander of the fort looked at the former ruler and then at the map. "Well it's like I said. Aerilon is becoming a popular resort location, and is the fastest growing of all of the cities. They say within twenty years surpass the population of Ebross. There is much for you and your family to do there, however you will have to be outside of the city itself. There are towns on the coasts that provide the same benefits just with less people not including vacation season. However while you would have more to at Aerilon, going to Peltragow will be the safest option. The most you can do there is hunt and ride horses, as well seeing the farms. It is the most rural, quiet, and safe place in the nation for Vileria. However it is like I said what you choose is up to you." The commander said calling an aid over and whispering orders in his ear. "Either way we have transport awaiting towards both locations.

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Exploration Fleet

With no response from the civilization they passed by and went further south, hoping to meet a nation that was more responsive.
 
Vilarian Reich
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Franz Royal Family
Otto thought a bit for a second, then once again at his children. Alena was still unconscious in Friedrich's arms. He then looked back at the commander. "In that case, I suppose that Peltragow is the best option for us. When do we leave?"
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Internal Affairs
Football games continue throughout the nation. Many fans are enjoying themselves, but as always there are a few outraged fans in the crowds causing violence. On several separate occasions authorities have had to been called in to arrest those responsible.

Exploration Fleet
The crews of the fleet spot land, however there are no definite signs of civilization on said lands and so continue westward.
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Klyst, Celestia:
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With this news the Latvyan high command quickly made their way to the building and knocked on the door of the room which the Admiral was supposedly in. The rest of the crews continued their reluctant allowing of the Burj on their ships, almost pushing them off the ships once they finished, not caring for the intimidation of these weird people.

Eastern Lavinan Sea:
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Early in the morning Latvyan coastal defenses spotted a foreign fleet intruding on their waters, reporting to local command. A moderate sized fleet was quickly assembled and sent off to meet the intruders, with dozens of scouting aircraft being dispatched to search the region for possibility of more unknown ships. The fleet quickly approached and sailed in front of the foreign fleet, the leadship of the fleet, the RLS Warzawa attempting to establish communication with the foreigners via radio, telegram, bird, loud shouting, whichever ended up working first.
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Exploration Fleet
"WHAT IS THAT RACKET?" the admiral of the fleet shouted as he entered the bridge, forgetting to close the door. "It appears we are being hailed sir." a crewman responded as the radio and various other pieces of equipment seemed to go haywire. all the while what seemed like shouting could be heard from the outside. A bird then flew into the bridge, causing more chaos. "Some foreigners these are." The admiral commented before picking up the radio. "We hear you. I am Admiral Sebastian Leopold. We were sent out from out homeland Vilaria to explore the world."
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Klyst Port
The building was very plain and standard. There were various offices around, white walls, and no attempt to place any real decoration around. They would see various personnel around the building, some working, others walking around carrying boxes or paperwork. The only real decoration within the building being the signs, where it showed symbols and foreign words. The signs were simple enough to get the message across. Once they arrived to the Admiral's office, they were already expected since everything had been done prior. The secretary opened the door for the Latvyans, then after they got in she would have them follow her down the hall. As they walked down the hall, it was already slightly more decorated than the rest of the building. There were pictures in various foreign languages, taken in different locations. One of which being a picture of the large port they were at from a much older time. Once they entered the office, it was like a treasure trove of decoration. Various pictures on the walls and the Admiral's desk, consisting mostly of black and white pictures of the open water, the port, and various water-based species that were caught. There was also a single picture at an angle that was drastically different to the others, it was a very miniature painting that looked somehow like it was a real picture. It consisted of a man in a brown suit with black hair. He was sitting down in one of two chairs surrounded by four men and three women, besides him being a rather tall woman with pale skin and hazel eyes wearing a blue dress. To the back of the room behind the desk was a large window, and to either side of the room there appeared to be large glass cases. These glass cases were filled with medals, preserved parts of random creatures including a rather large beak, and in one case on the left side was a large aquarium that contained a very tiny squid and various other elements including a small octopus. In the aquarium, the squid's length and width without counting it's appendages was roughly the size of a entire hand. In front of the desk were two chairs, and some other furniture against the wall. The Admiral was in his chair and offered the Latvyans a seat, in which immediately afterwards the secretary repeated but in their language. He looked similar to the seated man in the colored 'picture' but with greying hair.


Meanwhile, the crews of the Latvyan seacraft would be further surprised when they would look out to sea. A large trail in the water would be visible for a few moments, before a strange large object started surfacing. At first it looked like a submarine, but it had a strange redish color. It approached the port with a great speed as it slowly started raising above the water. At this point, a considerable amount of the object was now visible. Despite it's distance away, it still looked utterly massive especially in width. It would eventually end up next to one of the various exterior sections of the large port, where it was now fully visible. It's eyes alone were as large as a building. It was obviously either very well trained or very intelligent, if not both. It was using it's appendages to grab large containers off it's body, and then placing them down in a open area besides some cranes on the harbor. Some of it's appendages were already well wrapped around other large containers before this, and it had yet another tall person that was most likely it's owner on top of it. The person however was nothing more than a tiny speck compared to it. The distance and amount of gear and other clothing made discerning the gender of them impossible. The creature itself was a form of oversized squid, most likely deep ocean - deep sea dwelling where it's dimensions would be possible.
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Zitra, Kelyito Naval Base
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At 3:45 the boats B-3 and B-6 had been moored within specialized buildings. These structures were very large as they were created specifically for housing, repairs, and overall storage purposes. The crews of B-3 and B-6 would have left the boats as per requirement for inspection, and they would proceed to aid with tasks around the facility or relax while being prepared for mental evaluation. There would be armed guards stationed on catwalks above the boats, and around the main level of the facility overall. There were various forms of equipment around the platforms, and a bridge leading down to the boats. The boats themselves were inside a emptied dry dock, while various dedicated personnel would climb down by ladder to inspect the underside of the boats. Their operators would be the first to undergo various testing, both physical and mental. To prevent tampering or undesirable effects, they would have to be separated while undergoing these tests. The highest priority for the boats being an overall inspection that once completed, would begin the slow and careful process of trying to remove their armaments. The inspection process would take longer, since operations around extremely old seacraft could prove lethal if no precautions are taken.
 
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The Vadian Civil War
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The Surrender at Haamark (Southern Front)
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(Syndicalist officer being escorted by Coast Guard after having presented the flag of surrender, circa 1699.)
On a cold day, in a frozen field a few kilometers out from the village of Haamark, the 7,000 strong 6th Dammberg Syndicalist Army has surrendered to the army of 4,500 under the command of Colonel Kruger, who's become somewhat of a legend on the southern front, after he was shipped down once the Vadian forces had been entirely integrated into the army. Marking his third battlefield victory as a commander, Kurger celebrated the events with his troops, and opened a bottle of win with the Syndicalist officer. A reporter for The Vadian Press wrote that the two have begun to get along quite well, although Kruger appears to be the one changing his mannerisms, and not the other.

The Eastern Front
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(Alfred Mond, 2nd from the left, with his second in command, Arthur Barnes, walking the streets of Krisia, one of Vadia's most heavily industrialized cities. Known as the worker's vacation, it was pinned as a place of potential rebellion, years before the civil war began, circa 1699. "Unlike the top-down, authoritarian schemes in these armies, my men have elected me to be their commanding officer, and I serve them before any crown or committee," Mode was quoted saying to a reporter in Krisia.)
An ancient tradition among the Vadian peoples has been revitalized during these new chaotic times. Alfred Mond, a former Sergeant in the Vadian Army, has created the Veltstaaten, or Plain Men: a group that fights in conjunction with the Syndicalist armies, although they themselves may not believe in the cause. Likened the mercenaries, these soldiers were called Freisoldatten, or Free Soldiers. Although Mond is well known for his strong anti-authoritarian leanings, there are other less known groups such as The Red Devils; a group of soldiers from the Syndicalist army who believe that the commanding officers are incompetent and will hurt the budding revolutionaries, Kranstmarchen; an ultra-nationalist paramilitary group led by a man named Adolf Maschler, and Kintervolken; a group of frontiersmen who just wanted to get a taste of the war. Most of the aforementioned groups are unknown simply due to the fact that they strictly follow the Vadain rules of war, where Mond and his men do not. Widely called "Schlaasenjar", or Trashmen, these men will attack in any way possible. They earned their unique name for one plan in which Mond and his men hid beneath piled up garbage and killed 46 men with only knives and swords.

The Vadian Navy
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The First Contact (Danzo)
The officer was positively perplexed at what had just occurred. A rather well dressed thing had just made a giant rock creation transform into a pristine table, with a chair that appeared to be for him. Holding his hand up to issue that the men wait on standby, he approached the table in a mixture of fear, curiosity, and food-starved-conjecture. He took a seat at the table and stared at the beast's face for a time. It was certainly of equal intelligence as a Vadian, possible more so. Certainly more than the stupefied captain sitting in a chair that caused him as great deal of discomfort, as he had just seen it walking a moment before. Danzo Danzo
The Second Contact (Kazami)
"Vice-admiral, they appear to be sending over men in a smaller boat." The deckhand who had fallen reported. The elf smiled and nodded. The deckhand had begun to think that his commanding officer was somewhat of a psychopath, but he kept those concerns to himself, as he went to tell the deck of the fleet. Signalling that a friendly ship was approaching over radio, he returned to find the elf ordering his men at the radio crew to scan all stations for activity. Kazami42 Kazami42
Internal Affairs
Vadiaschild
King George has announced the creation of the Vadiaschild program. Described as a governmental organization that exists to collect and distribute information, it is widely accepted that the organization is the government's attempt at the creation of a modern espionage program. Most civilians believe that the civil war would be sped up if the internal organization of either side collapsed, and this appears to be the Crown's form of that. It is likely that there are already communist spies in the Monarchist government, however. The King may be too late to save his position, as the Socialists draw nearer to the capital with each day.
Research and Development
With the Latvyan engineered machines fully understood, Project Buchanon has been completed, resulting in the deployment of 6 new units of armor to the Eastern front. With the completion of the tank project, the Vadian researchers have announced their newest project. Designated Project Achilles, it appears to be experimentation with the propulsion of an explosive payload through the air, similar to a plane flying through the air.
 
Around Celestia's Coast
The ship's boat sent was relatively small and could be mistaken as a simple row boat, if it did not have a basic motor on the back end of it. The only spare room on board was dedicated to a box of supplies, while the men were all stuck sitting side by side on the rows available. There were some slightly larger boats on the back end of the destroyer, but they were dedicated to emergency uses only. As the boat neared what could be presumed as the command ship where the psychotic flag waver was, the sound from the engine would become louder. Eventually they would near the vessel and begin shutting off the engine. Once they got close enough, four of the men would get off the boat and make their way up the ship cautiously with supplies. BLK BLK



Zitra, Kelyito Naval Base

Even after several hours, the inspections only continued. All of B-3's crew passed their evaluations, while most of B-6's crew passed. Those who didn't would be sent off to local "support" facilities within the nearest available town, where they would spend several months before being capable of returning to duty. The operator of B-3 was found to be around the passing mark for evaluation, but had failed at the end. Physically however, the operator had suffered from malnutrition and had become frail and more prone to injury. This seemed like a contradiction since the crew had told evaluation personnel that she ate normally. With this, she would be sent to the nearest hospital for recovery. Evaluations for B-6 were inconclusive and had been repeated multiple times. Sometimes she would pass but fail at the end, another time she passed entirely, and the final time had failed spectacularly for every test. Physically, she was similar to B-3. She had appeared to suffer more however, including severe paranoia and jumpy to loud noises. The operator would have been immediately sent to the local hospital under armed observation, but law prevented this from being a option until a official evaluation could be made. Several more tests would be conducted including observation tests. Everything they could find would be noted, and would be sent out as a in-depth evaluation once completed. Until then, the operator would be contained in a large room for observation. Over time, it was more obvious that the operator was failing to restrain herself. At the second hour during inspection on the boats still in dry dock, the operator was left alone in that room. Observers noted that the operator started becoming more twitchy and aggressive the longer no one was accompanying the observer. After twenty minutes, the operator started talking to herself and would approach various corners of the room. After ten minutes after that, the operator would approach the observation glass and bang on it. While the operator banged her fist against what would be considered a wall on her side, she would begin speaking to observers and would be noted as somehow knowing they were there.

Among various direct contact noted, "Let me out! I know you are there, I can see you!" and "I am not your toy, just let me out." being some of the more tame forms of the demand. It only got worse from there, as the operator started threatening them and the operator stating that she could see people all around her in the dock. The observers were greatly confused at this, and deemed the operator as somehow still under the effects of the Veridian Engine. The operator started yelling at observers that she could hear tools around the dock, until she just started randomly screaming. "THEY ARE KILLING HER!" the operator repeated twice, apparently being capable of watching the second stage of B-3's decommissioning that just started. "NO! KEEP THAT AWAY FROM ME YOU BASTARD!" the operator would yell while backing away, as if someone was in front of her. This would result in more screaming followed by the operator viciously punching the air to no effect. "What in the name of Natalia is she doing?!?" One of the observers asked to the other. Out of the three that were there, "I will be right back." one of them said and would quickly walk out and make his way to where B-6 was under inspection. Once he got there, he would conduct a experiment. He just walked across the right-side platform and walk down the bridge leading down to the submarine. After he got on, he would proceed to knock on the conning tower. Back at the observation room, observers would be further stunned when the operator not only read the man's full name from tags, but begged that he stopped. After repeating it three times, she would repeat it one final time but threatened that she would kill him slowly if he didn't stop knocking her on the head. After this, the observers had everything that they needed for a detailed evaluation and would prepare to send it out. Observers expected that necessary field personnel would arrive by midnight after the evaluation is sent out.

Meanwhile, a unscheduled visit from a higher up in the navy would surprise staff stationed there. He said that he was there to make sure everything was going smoothly for them. While walking around the facility, the man would usually have spent most of his time around the dry docks where the boats were. After requesting information from staff about the decommissioning, he would be informed that B-3 was now locked in place and beginning weapon removal. But they were having a hard time with B-6, especially the operator. After requesting further information, he was told that the operator was undergoing a breakdown. The staff would then give him the copy of their evaluation, while the original was sent off to naval high command.




Alacrea Muckup

After quite awhile within Alacrea, it was clear that the meeting was going nowhere anytime soon and he had already been there for longer than any form of meeting would last for. After realizing this, Verindi just looked at his watch to make sure. "Alright, gentlemen." He would stand up and adjust his collar. "My request to be here has been fulfilled, and my Queen along with Celestia itself needs me. I will return here, if you so require Celestia's services. Farewell." With that final farewell, he would be on his way out to return home. In the case of being jumped, he had brought with him a personalized firearm. Eventually he would return to his diplomatic vessel, and would begin returning home while being escorted by C-12.
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Developmental Meeting
In the military development sector a scheduled meeting would be conducted. This included various managers, contractors, and some military personnel involved in recent projects. After formal greetings were done, they would proceed onto important matters. "We need a new machine gun. While the EMG is excellent and easily modifiable, it lacks consistency within the armored corps. The Airforce gets a better gun than what we mount in our tanks. They also get a bigger round." said an Army Marshal. "Agreed, but we simply do not have any designs that are superior to it yet. Only one comes to mind, a design concept created by the Sarmin family yet again. It is meant for utilizing .30 caliber ammunition like some of our EMGs use, but it could fit in our tanks with no problems and suffer from overheating and jamming less. But they want to experiment with the concept before trying to officially get the military's attention on it." A Elf with grey hair and a black suit stated. "Then there is another problem I feel, the reason why the EMG problem still isn't solved being their urge to continue naval experimentation. If they did not waste their time with fruitless idiocy, then our problems would be solved. But instead they believe creating large coffins and thinking they will work in the ocean is a better idea." The elf said with an agitated tone. "Reminds me of what the military thought of our submarines back in 1560. They said it was fruitless to make the boats then too, but then when we started obliterating our foes with them suddenly everyone wanted one." Said a elderly Burjan woman with various scars and an eye patch on her right eye. "The moral of this story being that everyone underestimates the people who know about these things better than you. While you stay in an outdated process of thinking, we constantly strive for something greater." She concluded with a smile. The Elf having been provoked. "Well then... I never. You know this will not result well, it will be like your experiments with aircraft engines in 1643. It will not work, and when you are done throwing a temper tantrum you will forget the project ever existed." He said, being quite amused with himself. "Oh it will work, trust me pointy ears. Just like how we created the best submarines in 1560, we will set a new record again in 1699. Otherwise, you can have my entire family inheritance." She said with a smug tone. The elf just smirking in response. "Very well, granny. I suppose only time will tell. But I will be enjoying all of your jewelry. To make this more fair, you can have my grand children as servants if this goes your way." He said jokingly. Believing in his judgement of the submarine results. "Hope your grandchildren enjoy cleaning dishes for a living." Before the situation could possibly escalate further, the interaction was interrupted by the host of the meeting. Other people also agreed with the Elf on his belief, but simply did not voice it because they did not want in on a trivial argument. The rest of the meeting would focus upon lesser technological issues or improvements, and conclude with agreement upon another scheduled meeting in the future.
 
The Halls of Khazad Dum
Durin XIII 'Firebeard' walked through the halls, the clatter of the boots on stone loud. Lanterns were hung at intervals of about ten feet, giving off a warm glow to the cool damp air. The far off whistle and clatter of a departing walker shrilled in the distance, reminding him of the time. Stopping beneath a lantern, he fumbled about in his pockets for his watch. Clicking it open with a snap, his eyes widened. It marked just shy of fourteen hours on his clock - he had perhaps ten minutes to reach the chambers. Turning back to his solemn, quiet bodyguard he nodded towards the hallway behind him. "We must hurry now. Our meeting is in ten minutes." The man nodded, his long grey beard swaying at the movement. Patting his side as if to reassure himself the revolver he carried was still there, the man nodded and then grunted affirmation. Durin nodded, turning on his heel and beginning to speed up until he was at a jog. The lanterns passed swiftly now, the occasional whir of a dwarrow clacking at metal with a hammer or the hiss of a welder echoing from the nearby forges. Durin felt great relief when he saw the large oaken door of the Meeting Chamber, the door's embossed hydra and dragon interlinked like a vine.

Durin stepped in, where the six other Elector Lords were present, chatting calmly and waiting for the Greybeard Speaker to begin the day's processions. Things were finally moving into place, the constant rigor and maneuvers of the past six months having finally culminated in the final vote to come. Jordek Talltalker, Inevron Flamefist, and, having recently been bought with a shipment of mithril, Torgald the Ancient would support him in the final vote. Fili Goblinrender had the votes of Knurla Ironfoot and Bomfress Strongteats, but the previously neutral Torgald had finally been won over. The votes were his, and his father's policies could finally be continued.

"Assembled Elector Lords, please cast your final votes on these ballots." The assembled dwarves nodded, grabbing their piece of paper from in front of them and walking to the box. Seven votes later, the greybeard paused. "With this day is an auspicious occasion. A new king is not a common occurence. And so, the votes will now be announced. "Durin Firebeard. Fili Goblinrender. Fili Goblinrender. Durin Firebeard. Fili Goblinrender. Durin Firebeard. and finally... Durin Firebeard." A whoop came up from his supporters. Fili Goblinrender scowled deeply, but accepted it regardless. The final votes of the election were, as stated, final. He'd been elected by his peers as High Emperor.

The Next Day - Vilerian Border
The clacking was the first thing anyone on the border heard. It wasnt entirely uncommon to hear the clacking of walkers incoming - traders would pass through, after all - but this time it was more urgent. Swifter. On the horizon, a four legged walked designed to carry six was sprinting forward, deftly maneuvering on the mountain ground. Coming to a halt near the border, the machine paused ,before a crackling hiss escaped as the btotom hatch opened and the ladder fell down. Three dwarves descended, one in the formal dress of a diplomat and two regulars of the army, looking nervous. The men would pause and wait for some time, gathering books, pencils, and other assorted papers while bantering in Khuzdul. When the men had all their items together, they finally addressed border guards nearby in slightly halting Common. "Greetings, sirs. with our new High King elected we have been selected to meet with your diplomats and discuss the relations of the Vilerians and the Dwarrowfolk." Clockwork_Magic Clockwork_Magic
 
The Federal Republic of Ebross
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The commander looked at the man and stood. "Follow me." He said as he lead the royal family back outside and headed towards a few automobiles. There were a few people with some tinkering and others standing and talking. He led the family to one specifically and the only stood there for a few seconds when they heard running footsteps heading towards them. When the commander turned he saw a young man catching his breath, after which he stood to attention and saluted. The commander saluted back and turned towards the family. "This young man will drive you towards the peninsula closest to Erith Island. From there you will take a ferry from the peninsula to Erith. From there you'll be taken by horse carriage towards another small ferry onto the mainland. After that another driver will take you toward's your destination near Peltragow. We will notify our units in Peltragow of your arrival and by the time you arrive your new home will be prepared, and a small staff will take care of house chores and groceries. Everything else is up to you." The commander said to the royals.

Exploration Fleet

After heading south and many suns sailing, just as fuel was running out for the fleet, the encountered another civilization. They sailed near the shore and signaled the nation, and entered a friendly stance.

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The Republic of Mortheim
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"The Republic Stands"​

The council room erupts in applause as the the newly elected Head Councilman, Elias Ravenwell, walks between the seated rows shaking hands and exchanging quick pleasantries to his fellow councilpersons. After some time he reaches the end of the rows and takes his first steps to the chair of the head councilman letting in a deep breath before turning to the chamber. Staring at the many faces of the council he can sense though they were expressing happiness and congratulations for his achievement the jealousy in their eyes were not easily hidden knowing this is something he must get used too he rose his right hand for there to be silence in the hall so that he may begin his speech. Taking one last calming breath he began to speak “Ladies and gentleman of the Council, we are gathered here to inaugurate a new era for the Republic. We as a whole must take the faith of the people and grace of the Gods to bring ourselves together in a more unified republic. Let us not forget our history and how close ruin can be for any civilization so forget our petty squabbles and pointless infighting we must take a stand today and let the people of this great republic know that the Republic stands united!” after ending his speech Elias looked amongst the crowd, now applauding the speech, and saw the true answers to his plea, most of the younger councilpersons had looks of determination and promise while the opposite shown on a majority of the older councilpersons that grew their fortunes from the their time in the council.

Knowing what a difficult future awaited the Republic Elias took his seat at the head councilman’s chair and began to speak once more “Now! With my inauguration complete let us follow tradition of all head councilpersons and begin the first votes on bills. If you have a bill you wished to be reviewed today and made known to the council come forth now.” Some time passed and as the the sun soon fell beneath the horizon the ending call came and this session of congress came to a end with some bills being passed and some discarded but it was clear that the passive aggressiveness of the council would not be quelled in a day and for many days to come. After returning home Elias sat in his loft looking over the bills that passed to check them to ensure they are completed in the most efficient manner.


Type of Bill: Mine Construction
Bill Presenter: Councilman David Manners
Original Author: Councilman David Manners
Bill Details​
Construction of three new mines, two in the northern borders of the Republic and one mine in the swamps to test out new bog ore collection techniques, will succeed in accomplishing two things. Firstly the creation of new jobs during the construction of the mines and after when the mines are finished. Secondly the mines will provide necessary resources for the Republic and all its future endeavors.


Type of Bill: Exploration
Bill Presenter: Councilwoman Andrea Baker
Original Author(s): General Edward Bastion, Professor Martha Wilfrem
Bill Details​
With the growth of the Republic still continuing it as come to mind that we still know very little of our surrounding borders. I suggest sending out two expeditions to our eastern and western borders to ascertain if there are anything of value.


Type of Bill: Research
Bill Presenter: Councilman Jacob Livingston
Original Author: Professor Nito Baldwin
Bill Details​
Dear Council, I have come requesting a federal grant seeking to increase my chances of success on my research. I would the chance to develop the Darkflame magic even further allowing for our non magic soldiers to utilize it. If my theories are correct I may be able to infuse the Darkflame magic into the bullets we produce to increase their lethality to ensure our people aren't the ones returning home to their mothers dead.


Eastern and Western ExpeditionsWith the bill passing General Edward Bastions works with his co-author on the bill to make certain that each expedition were prepared for the journeys they were going to be embarking on.​

Eastern Expedition Numbers

1,000 Republic Guardsman
50 Republic Snipers
20 Republic Light Casters
20 Republic Water Casters
30 Republic TP Trucks
5 FD Light Tanks


Western Expedition Numbers

300 Republic Guardsman
20 Republic Snipers
5 Republic Light Casters
5 Republic Water Casters
10 Republic TP Trucks
1 FD Light Tank​
 
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Eastern Vilarian Border
The border guards all looked at each other and exchanged a few words in Vilarian. "Very well then" the commander of the border checkpoint. "However, we'll need to double check if that machine of yours is disarmed. We can't have an armed machine roaming the country. Standard procedure, I'm sure you'll understand."
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Franz Royal Family
Otto followed to man to the automobile and listened to what he had to say and nodded. "Thank you. Thank you very much sir." he said. "I suppose we're going now then?"
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Internal Affairs
Football games all over the nation conclude. Many riots have ensued following the games, but police were quick to arrive on the scene, although not being able to prevent all of the damage. Several blocks of property were collectively damaged and several people were injured during the riots. The VSU Eagles beat out the ABU Penguins by 5 points, the USV Hunters beat out the CPU Aviators by 4, and finally the IVU Generals beat out the LBU Mariners by 2 points. All teams across the nation enjoy some rest as the next matches are not scheduled until next month.

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(Unionists rioting in the streets of Celes)
With the growing political instability in the country, the military has been called on several times to quell riots by Unionist and Royalist supporters, as the scale and severity of the riots were too much for the police to handle. This, of course, has led to several deaths on both sides and several more arrests, the punishment often being life in prison or death. The government claims that they have the situation under control, but many believe that the situation has only gotten worse and will eventually lead in an all out civil war between the three political factions.​
 
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The Kingdom of Latvya:
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After long travel the Latvyan divisions had arrived, and launched a major offensive into North Eastern rebel controlled Vadian lands, bombardments and bombing runs starting all across any fortifications or military targets in cities. Thousands of Latvyans stormed across the borders, swarming all nearby towns and cities quickly and setting up a perimeter and frontline along the north eastern corner. The reinforcements are even heavier armed than their counter part in the Eastern Front, having full access to aircraft, heavy artillery, and a larger supply line. Behind the frontlines Latvyan volunteers have arrived within to help restore order in the occupied areas, offering help to the civilian populations of the captured lands.


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In the Eastern Front the Latvyan soldiers have been set back a little by a combination of bad weather and slowly running low on supplies, the advance halting entirely for a few days to allow weather to clear up. Once on the move again the soldiers advanced eastward and captured the town of Krankorville, fortifying the location as well as possible. Despite the preparation a bloody battle ensued with the Rebels trying to mount a counter offensive, the sounds of gunfire and shells exploding everywhere lasting for about 3 days before the Latvyans finally pushed them back and retook the town. Casualties are reported to be the highest of any battle so far, with nearly 4,000 injured or dead.


Klyst/ Celestia:
The Latvyan officers took their seats and eyed the room, looking to all the art and decorations, having a small conversation amongst themselves before returning to the matter at hand and asking the Celestial Admiral, why they had been gathered here. The rest of the Latvyan crews meanwhile rushed over toward the ships and edge of the docks, looking on in awe at the massive squid, wondering how something so massive could exist, or be tamed even.

Ostsee, Latvyan waters:
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Latvyan officers were confused by the language but managed to make out a few parts of the statements, responding in Latvyan of course, That the fleet had entered Latvyan waters and that they can be taken in to a dock if they wish to continue communication or need to restock on any supplies. While the flagship was talking with the Vilarian fleet some of the other Latvyan ships ventured out closer to see if there were any more ships that were near.


Krzhnov rally grounds, Novus, Latvya
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In the Krzhnov rally grounds Keizaris Janis gathered the 1st through 12th Latvyan divisions and members of the public to announce the full news of the Latvyan commitment in the Vadian Civil War and the news of the victories, the rally would go on to discuss national events and end with the swearing in of new soldiers to the army.

Research and Deveeloopment:
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Empire of Yamashiro Northern Waters

Off the coast, an unknown naval fleet was detected, every carrier in the immediate area launched their aircraft, 3 squadrons of airplanes would fly overhead as they approached the fleet with 10 destroyers and 5 cruisers behind, followed by 3 battleships. The reports soon made their way to the empress, Admiral Yusuke Hatsuharu aboard one of the lead battleships of the fleet as they went out to meet the incoming northern crafts.

"It seems we have visitors, Empress" one of the generals in the palace said as Kaguya went down the stairs to the meeting room, where it was a mess as she came in as ministers shouted over each other but stopped and stood straight the moment the Empress made her way inside. "Whats all this ruckus now, everyone?" The empress looked around, one of the ministers approaching her, perhaps a little too close but she kept her calm, as always. "We must strike them as soon as possible!" he received a backhand, by the empress who didnt even look his way as she did that. "We are not savages, we will wait and we will contact them." Everyone in the room was baffled at the display, the minister was pretty much on the ground, the hit had been hard enough to knock him out.

Admiral Yusuke kept his gaze forward, soon they would be within viewing range of the fleet, the flight of planes, approximately some three squadrons flew over the unknown fleet, some scouts taking pictures and other fighter pilots being wary.

Waters around Klyst

The plane would have landed on the sea, being towed back on board by the cruiser it had launched off of, the IYN Itaka, the entire fleet of warships and cargo ships alike could be seen by the small patrol unit that Celestia had sent their way. The fleet would surely overwhelm the cruiser's captain, however, the presence of other underwater vessels had been reported by the scout. The carrier itself would launch two full squadrons with torpedo bombers and dive bombers.

A signal would be intercepted aboard the cruiser, coming from the carrier itself "This is Imperial Yamashirian Navy Admiral Kasumi Matsuhito, Identify yourselves and escort us to your nearest port. The voice was clearly female in tone, the chattering of bridge command staff in the background.
 
Greater Kashai
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The eastern expedition:
"This is our time to expand!" Lord Dagoth von Arenberg, leader of Greater Kashai, stood proudly on his castle's balcony while adressing the thousands of people gathered in the courtyard. "We have waited long enough, scared to undertake any action in fear of another great tragedy. Now, my people, my friend, allies and devoted followers, it is time to expand! How can we defend our country if we don't know possible threats? How can we dominate our region if we don't know which other nations thrive on the same soil?"

After a long discussion with his advisors, Dagoth decided to create two expeditionary forces: one going northeast and one going southeast.

General Vorugh was assigned to the mission to expand to the norteast. His company counts about 34,000 foot soldiers, 17 tanks and 7 movable artillery pieces.
General Grivath was assigned to the mission to expand to the southeast. His company counts about 29,000 foot soldiers, 4,700 cavalry, 8 tanks and 15 wizards, all capable of low and medium tier summoning magic.
The next day, they started their journey into unknown lands.



The western expedition:
Meanwhile, the Kashai Navy had been searching for signs of life in the sea west of greater Kashai. Many expeditions had been sent north and south, to look for other nations controlling the shores north and south of Greater Kashai. However, for the first time an expedition would be launched into the open sea west of Greater Kashai. In lord Dagoth's own words: "We don't know what's in or beyond this sea. We never did. However, if we want to protect our nation, we have to know every possible threat! So go forth, my people, and bring back whatever news you got, wheter it's good or bad, so we can prepare for the worst!"

Admiral Zovah was assigned to this mission, which consists of a frigate accompanied by two smaller vessels. Soon, the expeditionary force left the port and set sail for the unknown.

 
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Celestial Principality
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The Citadel, Kalexia
The sun had started to rise on the horizon of the city, and Natalia had returned from taking in the sights from the Citadel's tower. A few people including the Magister, in the nation representing someone of higher power and representative role, Sveridge Verindi would have arrived. The other two men were an Admiral and a General. After eventually making their way into the throne hall, Verindi would kneel to the Princess while the others bowed. "I have not seen you in so long, is everything alright?" Natalia asked to Verindi, being concerned about his well being due to the time he was gone. After getting up, Verindi would proceed to speak. "Yes, your highness. I was just attending to some business in Klyst, after returning from Alacrea." Verindi would respond with a slightly agitated tone. "Your highness, I brought with me today General Varus. The reason for why we stand here before you today, is for recent reckless events concerning Alacrea." The Admiral started. "Oh? What about them?" Natalia asked, with a more bored tone and moving her hair away from her eyes. "The Alacreans have interfered with military operations that were now entirely in our hands. Then they wanted to be the negotiators for the entire situation." Varus stated. "An unknown war fleet arrived in the port of Klyst around a month ago, and the navy had surrounded them with a fleet of hidden Burma submarines including Victory class submarines. The situation would be diffused by a Burma Captain, however the Alacrean fleet arrived late and proceeded deep into our territory during the operation. One of our boats were forced to surface when the incoming fleet had nearly rammed into them. The boat was of relatively new construction, being one of the more expensive models known to have faulty hatches. Should the boat have been struck, everyone on board would have died." The Admiral concluded. Natalia was now no longer appearing to be bored, instead she started glaring at the Admiral. "What ELSE did they do?" When she spoke, she did not have her usual kind tone anymore. Instead she spoke louder, and in a way as if something dear to her was threatened. Even Verindi was unsettled by her quick change, as it caught them all by surprise.

"Yes.." the General adjusted his collar before continuing. "The Alacrean fleet was later visited by Admiral Richardson and forced into port. The problem here lies in the fact that they have no intent on leaving, and have remained there for also around a month. With our port being overfilled with a entire war fleet registered being of Latvyan origin, our own units, and the Alacreans, the port is harder to use. We cannot keep them there but they will not leave, it also hinders it's abilities greatly since we cannot quickly deploy ships. We tried stopping the problem by forcing some of the vessels outside of port, but it is practically a minefield that requires time to get through. Only our boats can possibly deploy in any quick fashion, thanks in part to under water gates installed within the port. Entirely removing the need for entering through the main visible passage." The General finished. Natalia's eyes started glowing brighter, and her eyes becoming fiery with a bright see-through blaze. They would restrain themselves from continuing the conversation, knowing they would at this point only anger the Princess further. "I made it to the meeting requested by Alacrea," Verindi paused. Natalia now just staring at him with a wide-eyed glare. He knew he had to answer at this point, and thought his next words carefully. "They are not in the greatest states at the moment, dealing with their domestic issues. I was safely guarded to the grounds the meeting was held. The issue there being that I was stuck there for days doing nothing, and then had to travel alone back to-" Verindi was immediately interrupted by Natalia snapping her fingers. Her fiery eyes only increased in intensity and a see through red flame now rising well over her own head. "They did what now?" Natalia nearly yelled, restraining herself last minute. Verindi realized the situation was now hopeless. "Well? Go on and tell me what they forced you to do again..." Natalia being furious at the entire conversation, and the very idea that their own ally had started to strain themselves for no reason. "I made it back just fine, yo-" Verindi was yet again interrupted by Natalia. "TELL ME WHY," Natalia stopped and tried restraining herself again. "Tell me why our own ally for SO many years, have finally decided to forsaken US, and treat us like some SCUM THAT THEY JUST MET LITTERING ON THE STREET!" Natalia had finally lost it. She no longer tried restraining herself, and the hall was filled with nothing more than the echoes of her yelling. "I was FINE with the interfering, fine. I WAS FINE about them taking residence at port... I WAS fine about the Alacreans wanting to negotiate for US. Maybe at worst, just a tiny relation strain. Maybe some restrictions on trade for awhile to make sure they kept their place, and then deal with any possible consequence. BUT NOW I AM TOLD THEY WASTED OUR TIME, NEARLY DESTROYED OUR PRECIOUS SEACRAFT AND NEARLY KILLING THE PEOPLE I VOWED TO KEEP SAFE, AND TO TOP IT ALL OFF THEY RISKED THE LIFE OF ONE OF MY BEST MEN!" Natalia's eyes started turning entirely black with the only color being a red iris. A standard characteristic of the Valkrel Burj race, and historically it also was thought to represent immense rage or even twisted amusement.


Natalia would take a few moments to calm herself before speaking again. "I apologize, but I am done with them now. They served their purpose, now they have none. This would never of happened if they did not do this to you, Verindi. I was willing to let them go by with everything else, but as you can see I am past that point. This is no accident, and as such....I.." Natalia just couldn't say it. "Declare war? Your royal highness?" The General responded. "Yes." Natalia would not continue on. "But, I have learned my lesson from the past. We will wait, and we will strike them back once our mercy is done with. You said they were still in our port, yes?" Natalia asked the two men. "Yes." They responded. "They are the only ones who will get mercy in their military. I only pray for the civilians in their homeland, as they would be in the hands of others. Do you see what I am getting at?" Natalia asked again. "Yes your highness, we will take down their defenses so we do not take additional casualties." The Admiral responded with a cold tone. "Search their ships, take them, do whatever. But nobody dies today. And get any people we may still have left in their nation out, I will not tolerate them to suffer at the hands of ourselves." Natalia ended. "Before we leave, would you allow for a exploration unit?" The Admiral asked to Natalia. "Yes...." The Admiral and General would begin to take their leave, while Verindi remained behind with the Princess.

Klyst Naval Base
The next few hours later would see the communications building getting a radio broadcast, nothing more was ordered other than for the Alacrean ships in port to be inspected and prepared under orders of Admiralty. They also deemed for a "Personnel investigation" which would demand every crewman to be removed and sent elsewhere. The orders were followed soon after, with men in black suits and armed sailors known as marines sent to each alacrean ship. They also had regular inspection parties similar to what was done with the Latvyans, but they were allowed free reign on whatever they so desired. The men in black and the Burj parties were the first to arrive on the scene, to make it seem like a normal every day inspection. Then once they were literally everywhere, the marines came in. Some of the Airborne Mages that were on standby at port were used in coordination with the marines, often flying onto the decks of ships or walking among the troops. The Burj were interested in the Alacrean submarines, similar to Latvyan inspection. However, they were most interested in their aircraft carrier that was one of the few ships actually allowed into the port itself. It also got the attention of most of the armed personnel around, and they amassed outside of it. Like the Latvyans, the crews were told they would get everything and every ship they had back after inspections are over. AM's would fly directly up to the ships's bridges as well. Everything was done as quickly and efficiently as possible, to ensure the Alacreans did not attempt to make a broadcast back home using magic if they could, and if they did try then they would be stopped beforehand.
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"Before the Alacrean fleet arrived and interrupted us, you were gathered here because you entered our area of control. As precaution since you are a unidentified force with a war fleet, you were put under inspection just to make sure you were not a threat to national security. The Amburj I admit like their seacraft, but I hope they did not trouble you too much." The secretary would just translate the Admiral again for them. Meanwhile, while the Latvyans were eyeing the uber-squid transport personnel would be amused while they would load the offloaded cargo onto supply tanks and trucks. It gave them something to enjoy looking at while they worked. Several men opened the larger containers and would begin removing crates from them, while others would remove large crane parts from other containers. The squid's rider who was now on the docks would offer the closest Latvyan personnel to pet the squid if they so desired, and that it was harmless.
Around the port however, they could also notice that some time later that a few armed battalions would surround and board the Alacrean ships along with normal inspection teams. They would also notice several soldiers literally hovering in the air around the ships as well. A dozen minutes later, and they would begin to see masses of Alacrean personnel leaving the ships. The diplomatic unit the Latvyans sent awhile ago would also be visible from the port a small distance away, escorted by another Celestial submarine.
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Zitra, Kelyito Naval Base
The time was now. The unscheduled visitor finally found the chance to enter the observation room where B-6's operator was kept. The man would notice that only one person was there, standing at the glass with their arms crossed. The operator was sitting down in the northwestern corner of the room. The man would sneak up behind the observer, and proceed to grab them by the hair and kick out their feet causing them to collapse. This was followed by a quick stomp to the face which rendered the observer unconscious. He would then enter the room and slowly approach the operator. He did not know what to say besides improvise. "It is okay, I am Admiral Brackett. I came here to save you from being executed by the admiralty." He said in a slow fashion and stayed away just in case the operator was worse than he imagined. She just looked up at him with a scared expression. "S-save me?" She stuttered, having been kept away in a small room mostly by herself for over three hours. "Yes," before he would continue he would prove he wasn't there to harm her by removing his sidearm. "But they are sending soldiers to come get you, if you do not want to die we have to go now." He would look behind him to make sure nobody else was around. When he looked back at the operator she was standing infront of him with his gun. "I-I don't w-want to die... help." She struggled to speak. The man would take back his gun and turn around towards the doorway. "Quickly, follow me to the pens. We will get you freed and we will get the hell out of here." They would leave the observation room, and the Admiral would look down the hall way. After making sure nobody was around, he would tell the operator to put on the observer's uniform so it would be easier to get by the guards. After she stole the observer's uniform, the Admiral put away his weapon and gestured for the operator to follow him. They would casually walk down the hall as if nothing happened, and take a left turn into another hallway. They would pass several guards and even the cafeteria, reaching the sub pen. The Admiral would approach one of the on duty maintenance crew. The man would just stand to attention to the Admiral. "I understand this boat is undergoing decommissioning, but we need to redirect it to Klyst." The man would be confused. 'But sir, we have to continue decommissioning. It is too dangerous to use her now." The Admiral would immediately respond as best as he could. "I understand, but the admiralty wants this one at Klyst. They found explosives on board that are rigged to detonate under specific circumstances. We need this structure fully operational by the month, so you can see how this would be a problem." He stated. The man thought it over, then nodded his head. "I'll get her set up for you. Be careful out there." The man would proceed to tell everyone to get out of the dock, and he was going to flood it. The personnel would follow their orders, and the Admiral started freeing the boat. A few moments later, the man was in a control station above the pen and activated the launch alarm while the dock flooded. He said what the reason was for letting the B-6 as the alarm could be heard throughout the facility. The Admiral and Operator would then begin boarding the submarine. While he was starting to climb down the conning tower and thinking how brilliant he was, he would quickly look over in front of him to see several armed soldiers walk in with an Admiral. He was talking with the man who flooded the dock and opened the gate. "What is the meaning of this?" The Admiral asked to the man. "The boat was rigged with explosives, we have to send it to Klyst to get her checked out." The Admiral was annoyed at this. "You had strict orders to decommission the boat. Not to set it free under any circumstances." The man would then cross his arms suspicious of the Admiral. "And who may you be?" He asked. "I am Admiral Josaphine Brackett, sent with the 42nd marine detachment to secure B-6's operator." The Admiral stated. The man was confused again. He pointed towards the other Brackett getting into the submarine stating that he claimed to be the Admiral. Immediately after, a second alarm sounded. "Damn, must of found the body." The 'Admiral' said before quickly going down into the submarine as armed soldiers started trying to rush towards it. After the hatch was sealed, the Operator went underway. The soldiers who had boarded the submarine in time would be taken by the waves, as the submarine submerged into the water. The Admiral looked around before a soldier informed him the Operator was also gone. "We will find them sooner or later." He would leave with the soldiers to report the situation back by radio. He said not to send any ships out to try acquiring the submarine, as it is still armed and would potentially destroy them. It was up to the coastal patrols to find them now.


Exploration
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A exploration unit from the northwestern small port would be formed, using a large oceanic cruise liner named the Queen's Star. It would be escorted by a destroyer and a victory-class submarine as protection. The ship was "rented" out by the government for this task, and as such no one more than a skeleton crew along with servants would be on board. The submarine would act as recon and if possible the destroyer would rescue any passengers should the liner go down. The Captain already thanked Natalia for being chosen for this task, and the representative sent would be her relative, Emily Rovandora. She would reside in first class, and she had made every one of her servants also reside there. The liner was quite impressive in both size and interior luxury. It was the civilian's equivalent of naval pride. Created by Humans and Amburj designers to create a thought to be unsinkable beast, the Queen's Star was created to safely transport government personnel. Eventually a few years later after construction, it was turned into a civilian liner but kept most of it's upper class luxuries. It has quite the service record, which is why it was chosen. Not only was it the best that could be offered, but it was also the safest vessel to be on. The crew consisted mainly of those to actually operate it, a few musicians, and kitchen staff. Meaning there would be an over abundance of food available, and could be transfered to the protection team on the long voyage. It would depart from the port and proceed to the west. In the event they discovered nothing, they would send in a secondary expedition to survey any land at a later date. They would have sailed during the night. During the voyage that lasted a few days or so, Emily would have visited several sections of the deck and checked on the crew at least once. She could only imagine what the ship would be like if she was full, and expressed in letters about her experience. Emily enjoyed her time on board, and would often listen to the on board musicians.

She would spend a considerable portion of her time outside looking up at the stars, and she felt more at home since the ship had both similar food choice and decoration around. After a day at sea, Emily would have requested some of the crew of the destroyer on board for awhile, and the cycle continued with the rest and eventually submarine personnel. This would however be the only time they'd be on board however. They simply just envied the liner for it's luxuries, especially the submariners. Emily made a schedule to allow them back on board again while returning, out of the kindness of her own heart. The bridge staff would be using binoculars to look far ahead, they keeping a tight-knit communication grid with the the submarine and destroyer. This would allow one vessel to inform another of obstacles or report of other activity, this system would continue on until the voyage would eventually end. In the event the submarine or destroyer gets struck during the voyage, the liner had more than enough room to acquire the crew and function normally. They would begin nearing what appeared to be port or some other form of ship-docking area at sunrise. Danzo Danzo
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Waters around Klyst
B-42 would slow down to 6 knots and raise to periscope depth. The heavy cruiser's Captain would be looking at the 24+ fleet with binoculars, and sigh. "Another one sir?" a bridge staffman asked. "Another one." The Captain responded before a broadcast came in, which he could translate. "May the Goddesses have mercy upon our poor port...." The Captain believed that the ship could potentially last for awhile in combat, it was part of a series of vessels designed with a new armor layout designed specifically for the best performance. But eventually it'd sink like the rest, and the Captain knew that it wouldn't matter if a important section was hit. The AA guns couldn't logically take on every aircraft by themselves. The AA guns on board would just be facing the fleet, and the batteries were already lined up. The only real thing the Captain was impressed about, was the aircraft ability not from the carrier itself. He already seen once before their own carrier, but his ship wasn't one of the few chosen to conduct aircraft experimentation. The Amburj liked their experiments secret, or at least secret enough to know that they were being done but the result being unclear. Thus he didn't even know it was possible. However there was one thing he had which was at the very least equal, but far more flexible. He had a small party of his own airforce mages, a single explosive round from their rifles would be all that is needed to take down a plane or damage it as long as it hit. This was logical because the detonation could severely affect the engine and/or propeller, or the round could penetrate the weaker parts of the aircraft before detonation. Depending on various factors including if they were a novice or not, the round could even become inert and become a normal round again without detonation. However the round would still cause damage to the aircraft but on a lesser scale. His given detachment specifically was just waiting in the bridge at this point watching, they consisted of 3 engineers and 2 regular healers. They could provide additional AA fire if the Captain so desired, but didn't want to bet that he could take on every air unit the fleet had. If they didn't have what seemed to him as an army of aircraft, he believed firmly that he could stall or even inflict enough damage to the fleet with B-42 before his loss. He also had backup from the original patrol should a flare be launched. The Captain would just go against this for now, and send a message back to the Yamashirian fleet.

Before he would however, he would gesture to one of the mages. "Get in the air. If they intend on tricking us to invade our lands, we will give them one hell of a final stand." The mage would nod and proceed outside the bridge and stand on the observation deck attached to it, licking his finger and pointing it into the air for wind. After a moment, he would go ahead and jump off the observation deck by the side railing. Since he isn't very in tune with his own gear, he had to jump off to gather speed just to use his magic to maintain the speed. With him came another engineer and a healer. They differed in appearance simply due to one mage having an armband and a helmet-band with a red iron cross on it. Another healer would fly up and wait ontop of the bridge, and the final mage would stay on the observation deck with binoculars to watch the other fleet. The mages in flight while separated, would remain in a formation above the ship to increase the chance to hit anything coming at them. They also separated enough so the AA guns wouldn't hit them, essentially gathering around blind spots on the ship. The Captain would then send back his own broadcast that would automatically be translated into the Yamashirian language through magic. He would be more fluent than Sarmin's attempt with the Latvyans since he could clearly hear them. "I am Captain Tristan Boudon of the Celestial Naval Ship Steel Clover. We will get you to port, just do not expect to get far if you decide attacking is remotely a good idea." He would conclude the message. The Captain ordered the ship back to Klyst, but the weapons would still be focused on the fleet. A secondary broadcast, primarily code, would be sent to B-42 to inform them of the situation. Magic was used to ensure that even if intercepted in some way, that if the code was translated it would appear either as a message back to port or a weather report to the ship itself. Trying to keep position of the submarine away. In reality, it was a order for the submarine to keep distance if possible and even remain. If the task couldn't be performed, they were to evade back to the mainland or another patrol. sergeantgamer sergeantgamer
 
High Empire of the Dwarves
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Barukh Khazad, Khazad ai Menu

The Vilerian Border
The head dwarf fiddles with his greying beard for a moment as he translates for the other dwarves. One of the dwarves nods his head. "My compatriots and I had to hastily make ready for this expedition, but you will find no errors were made - we've disabled the triggering mechanisms on all our weapons, and there's no ammunition aboard so you needn't worry on that front." Any further searches would reveal only some supplies in bags - engine parts, fuel for the engines, a few personal effects and food. Clockwork_Magic Clockwork_Magic
Research
Though airplanes have proven useful in the past, their lack of long distance capabilities has been worrisome - establishing contact beyond a few hundred miles is a difficulty, and searching for new mountain ranges is harsh work. Charts are old and outdated - the last expeditions happened in the time of Erlon the Longbearded, and that expedition had only three wooden frigates. Thus, Dain has commissioned a new prototype - a hydrogen airship. The airship will have a large hydrogen balloon at the top, with an aluminum frame and gondola. Though hydrogen is slightly risky due to its flammability, its abundance makes it an optimal fuel for the airship. Ballasts filled with water will be used to control altitude, while a seperate compartment will house the engines and storerooms. The storerooms will hold plenty of food, parts, and other materials necessary, though this will require the airship to have a skeleton crew for most expeditions, and the engines will likely be powered by fire mages, as carrying around so much coal or kerosene would be detrimental to the delicate balance of the airship - as one dwarf commented, food will make a hearty fuel for the mages anyway. Use in combat will likely be null due to the flammability of the balloon as well as the fragility of the aluminum frame, but it will be useful for making diplomatic contact with far off countries as well as luxury trips for rich dwarves. Estimated time to completion for the airship is anywhere from six months to a year and a half.
An Expedition North
Dyorn alfhand, a young dwarf noble with ambitions quite extreme, has outfitted his personal walker with extensive work for an expedition north, into the Unbinding Mountains. Expeditions north have ended largely haphazardly, with colonies disappearing, men dying off. But the fabled Throat of the World, said to be where Mahal forged the first dwarves and where Mahal plies his craft even today, which has drawn many foolhardy dwarves north. Dyorn has gathered multiple hardy men at quite an expense, and even managed to get himself a fire mage - one of Mahal's Chosen - to come with him on his 'holy journey'. It is a pitiful sight to see the men go, but their expedition may fare better than most - the Luxwalker 1600 Dyorn is using has capabilities for extensive trips with its good storerooms, and the Chosen may help keep the walker from freezing over as so many have before. ' - excerpt from the Dwarrowkin Press, 1699.

Dyorn had departed a week ago, and already he worried his search would end in miserable failure. Though he'd stocked himself with a month's provisions, his continued exploration was growing difficult as he plied his way through the mountain pass he currently marched through. The Throat of the World had been said to be somewhere up here in the far reaches of the north, but where exactly was uncertain. And to his surprise and dismay, the mountain range thought to extend onwards for miles on end in dwarven tales was on three mountains wide at most, and usually two. The Chosen, Lori, was always unnaturally warm even in the frigid cold up here, and was currently humming to himself. Suddenly, as he marched the right legs forward, they ground to a halt with a lurch. Lori looked up from his scriptures and sighed. Opening the hatch below to the frigid cold with nary a batted eye, the dwarrow extended the ladder and climbed down, closing the hatch behind him. The hiss and sudden warmth in the cabin grew as the man plied his magic, chanting prayers to Mahal as he unfroze the joints of the walker for the sixth time that day. Or was it day? Time was so variable in this blizzardy hell he could not say but for his pocket watch. Though Lori was willing to unfreeze the joints, it left him tired and hungry, and he plowed through a ration every time he returned. The man came up after a few minutes, the ladder retracted and the hatch closed. The engineers looked up from their card game for the first time in a while as the machine lurched forward again. One of the guards Dyorn had hired was cleaning his revolver and humming a tune. Dyorn simply shook his head and began to move forward once more. Karcen Karcen (i'm entering your lands, i believe)
The politics of Khazad Dum
The esteemed Lord of Erebor, Thorgold 'Strongarm' has arrived in Khazad Dum by walker for the Unification Day parades, invoking controversy among the Traditionalist factions.

The High Emperor, Dain, has started to crack down on the rampant corruption throughout the High Empire. While nepotism and a lack of meritocracy has been part of the tradition of Dwarves for quite some time, Dain's father had been a weaker ruler in his later days, causing corruption to grow to excessive levels. As of now, multiple officials who are extremely corrupt have been arrested and replaced with skilled men instead, shocking the Traditionalist faction, who had assumed nobles would be put in place instead. Growing hatred in the Traditionalists may brew into rebellion if Dain does not bring peace to them.
 
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Vilaria
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Nationwide
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(A Unionist militia unit besieging the Celes City Hall during The Battle of Celes)
The nation has been thrown into chaos as multiple Unionist and Royalist militias rise up against the nationalist government of Vilaria. Unionists seize the southern regions of Vilaria as well as the city of Folis and Celes. The Royalists seize the Eastern Vilarian regions, along with the cities of Luron and Araco. Martial law and curfews have been put into place in Nationalist controlled territories as the remains of the Nationalist army heads to the frontlines to combat Unionist and Royalist militias, as well as any deserters who may have joined their side. Travel to and from Vilaria is restricted by the Vilarian government.
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Red: Vilarian Unionist State (Unionists)
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R&D
Project Heizung is completed as finalized designs of the new semi automatic rifle is rushed out to the remaining Nationalist factories to be mass produced.

Latvyan Waters
The admiral and officers looked at each other, confused, not knowing what had been said. "Any ideas what that meant?" the admiral had said to his officers. The chaos in on the bridge had died down, as the pigeon had flown away a few minutes ago. "All I took out of that is that these folks call themselves Latvyan" one of the officers said. The other shrugged. The captain breathed a sigh of frustration as he answered the radio. "We're currently running out of supplies. Could we dock at one of your ports to resupply?" The captain asked in Vilarian.
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Eastern Vilarian Border
The border officer nodded. "Even so though, we still must check your vehicle to vali-" He was cut off by a group of Vilarian soldiers drove up in a truck to the border checkpoint. "We got to get out of here guys!" one of the men shouted to the border guards. "Why are you here? What happened?" the officer asked, a bit worried. "Royalists have this entire province under control! We have to leave, now!" the man shouted back. "Gah- alright let's go!" the officer said as he hopped aboard the truck. He turned back to the dwarves. "Sorry, the border's closed, it is advised you leave. It's not safe here!" He managed to say as they sped off to the West.
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The Federal Republic of Ebross
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Vilerian Border

On the border with Vileria, scouts noticed a few strange things near the edge of the border. They had seen what looked like soldiers within or just outside the national boundary of Ebross, which could very well mean that the Vilerian government caught wind of the royal family making it across the border and sought exile here. If that were the case then all fortifications along the border would be readied for combat at a moments notice. No offensive operation would be made, however, a delegation was prepared to ease any potential tension that would come up and buy time for forces to get ready if things had gotten worse. The delegation was sent out and crossed the border into Vileria to hopefully meet with military officials before a war broke out.

Vilerian Royal Family

The driver nodded at the royal's words and gestured them into the truck. They entered the back of the vehicle while the driver would get in the front along with another soldier as an extra guard. In the back, two more soldiers got in with royal family for even more precaution. They then set off from the rear exit of the fort and headed towards the ferry location. They would drive through the city of Eelry and reach a military checkpoint that would confirm the truck and load on supplies to take onto the ferry. After leaving the checkpoint they soon entered the countryside once again and after hours of driving they reached the port town of Gurge, a small but upcoming settlement in the state of Eelry. After boarding the ferry the driver and two of the guards would return to the fort while one, the man in the front seat, would remain with them. The ferry set off, and unbeknownst to them a civil war in Vileria had already kicked off.

Exploration Fleet

The commander of the fleet looked on as he saw planes fly over them, three squadrons from the looks of it. In the distance, his spotters reported a naval fleet approaching theirs. Approximately eighteen ships compared to their eleven. The spotter's said that while their fleet may have had bigger guns, they were outnumbered by the unknown fleet and in the event of confrontation a loss is very likely. Of course, seeking war is something that was to be avoided as only a small fleet of eleven and only about eight hundred marines served as the ground force if such an operation had to be undertaken. The rear admiral ordered the guns to be faced away from the other ships and to send his personal craft out towards them.

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Greater Kashai
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The eastern expedition:
The North: General Vorugh halted his troops and told his assistant to assemble the officers. "Gentlemen, we will set up our camp here. Our scouts found out that there is a huge mountain ridge in front of us. We can't risk going through these mountains, as that would mean for us to leave our tanks and artillery behind. Since there is no other option, I sent out a few scouts to find the easiest path around these mountains. We will wait for their return, and hopefully we will be able to continue our journey soon. Dismissed."
As his officers left to give orders to their assigned units, General Vorugh looked at the mountains. "We may never know if there is a possible threat in there. I shall remember to tell Lord Dagoth about this when I return."
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The South: The southeastern expedition halted at a big lake. General Grivath had to decide if he was going around the north side of the lake, which would mean their expedition would go more to the east than they were ordered to, or around the south side of the lake, which was the more likely option as General Grivath knew there already was a northeastern expedition led by General Vorugh. The convoy started moving again as the General ordered his troops to go south.
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The western expedition:
Admiral Zovah stood firm on the prow of her frigate. Her short black hair waved slightly in the wind as her eyes scanned the sea for any signs of life. So far they didn't encounter anyone yet, and they already passed an Island way bigger than the Island she was born on, Veglar Island. But she knew that this mission was extremely important, not only for Greater Kashai, but also for herself. After all, the reason why she was sent into the unknown with only 3 small ships under her command is that she had yet to prove herself as a competent Admiral. Women were only recently allowed to join the Kashai Military.
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Suddenly, the lookout of one of the vessels shouted a single, but chilling word: "Contact!". She told the nearest sailor to get her binocular out of her cabin. Unlike the ships themselves, all cannons and crew equipment were modernised. Admiral Zovah herself owned a binocular, a megaphone, a compass, a sword and a bolt-action rifle, but most of it was stored in her cabin.
The sailor brought her binocular and the Admiral looked at the potential enemies. Even though they were far away, she could recognise that it was a ship. However, this boat did not have any sails. Because it was still too far away, all Admiral Zovah could see was a vage, grey silhouette in the shape of a ship. "Ready all weapons, and signal the vessels that they have to follow us and prepare for a battle" she shouted as she ran to the captain. "I need you to sail closer to that ship. We don't know who they are and what intentions they have, but for the sake of Greater Kashai we have to make contact with them." she said. "I never thought I'd have a woman order me to put my life on the line" the captain grumbled, as he turned the wheel and sailed towards the spotted ship. Ctc9592 Ctc9592
 

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