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Resonance

Kazami42

Budget Morpheus, soldier #1,128,300 reporting in.
Introduction:
Welcome, to the new age. The planet has changed drastically over the course of thousands of years. Wars waged in ancient times shaped political influences and the result of empires being created. New forms of government, and entire spheres of influence were crafted. Magic was advanced and a distinction started to brew between those who follow technology and those who use magic. The world has been dramatically changed through magic however. Ancient wars tore apart the Earth, tearing up the old and creating anew, rendering alot of land in varying forms of recognition or none at all. however as time went on, through both natural and means conducted by magic during expansion to the old world, far more ancient creatures began to awaken while others were created and soon humanity and other sentient species of Europia that expanded outwards began to withdraw further inland from the further out continents. Through defensive warfare, political endeavor, and natural progression, technology and magic had several more revolutions. Technology became more widespread, as well as magic adapting to the new situation with varying resonance. All in the act of self defense of their interests and to survive.

Some nations losing their natural powers and having to rely upon artifacts or specific resources to create something more powerful, some retain what they had without error. Some nations banning magic entirely or just aspects of it due to fear of the old world, while others believed restricting it would be their downfall. Technological nations remaining independent from magical politics, or discovering a way to use both regardless of if taken to it's extreme or just to improve one or the other. As the times continued and even more nations rose and fell to political, war, or magical means, new nations and histories took their place. Some desire only to bring back the glory of nations since past, while others strive to create their own. In present day, the new nations have formed political ties to each other, neutrality, or a form of hostility. Enacting trade and political favors for survival, economical - personal benefit, or to grow in influence. While others remain entirely neutral to others for their own reasons. Technology has progressed greatly from older times, and magic has only grown to become adaptive and ever changing as well. While every nation had their own histories or created new calendars, some may even share a universal calendar. However the year listed on universal or continent wide calendars being marked as 1914.

Navigation:
CS Page: Creation Sheet Page
Interest check page: Resonance Interest Page [Same name.]
OOC: Message me or one of the other GMs and we will give you a link to the OOC server. There you can ask questions about the RP, CS, etc. [ Kazami42 Kazami42 Danzo Danzo Am Vya Am Vya the GMs as of the time of this edit.]
 
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Volkmar Kiesling

Volkmar Kiesling carefully boarded the LS. 13H Adelmar, his upper talons gripping the gondola's railing as he made his way to the stairs leading into the Zeppelin's passenger
quarters. A Hexenjager greeted him with a bow when he reached the top of the stairs, "Kurprinz (Electoral Prince) Kiesling, I'm Captain Constantin Alexander of the 7th
Hexenjager (Magic Hunter) Company. We've been ordered by the Reiksadler (Emperor) to accompany Kurfürst (Prince-elector) Kiesling on his voyage to Nea Elysia's
University Prima. Sergeant Ottokar Braum and nine of my finest Hexenjagers will remain with you in the city until your studies are completed."


"Thank you, Captain. I'll be heading to my room now." The Hexenjager obliged and stepped aside, bowing his head as the blue-feathered prince, a sign of noble descent, walked
past. Captain Alexander wore a suit of plate armor with two KP08s, 32-round automatic pistols, holstered at his thighs; this was the standard loadout for the hundred
Hexenjagers accompanying the fleet, which consisted of four LS. 13H Adelmar Zeppelins and the necessary personnel/equipment for the synthetic production of Aver, to la Patria. They were set to arrive in Pamino within eleven hours, where they would remain for anywhere between a few days and a few weeks.
 
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Grebbin resided in the royal castle as his forefathers had. It had been constructed in the time of his great-great-grandfather and had been immaculately maintained, giving it an old but sturdy build. It had been added onto over the years and had been given modern brutalistic architecture. Grebbin was sitting in his throneroom. It was a comfortable area, but still gave off the air of being regal. Red banners with the Grebbin family sigil hung from either wall. They were made of fine cloth and had a very soft feel that contrasted their intimidating appearance. Grebbin took a moment to appreciate the banner in boredom.

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He returned his attention to surveying the room once more. Stone columns rose from the floor to seamlessly blend into the ceiling. Fancy electrical light bulbs adorned the ceiling and walls, casting a yellow-ish glow across the room. Grebbins was dressed in his morning attire, wearing his royal cloak around his shoulders. He sat ramrod straight, with his royal scepter sandwiched between his knees and both hands resting on top. To either side of his throne, burly royal guardsmen stood at attention with ceremonial swords in their sheaths and steel plated rifles in their hands.

Grebbin did not physically acknowledge that someone had entered his throne room, but did drink in the particular visitors attire. It was Krean, one of his royal advisers, and he was wearing the black, sleek uniform of someone that was part of the administration. An assistant was following Krean closely behind, currently occupied with holding Krean's hat.

Krean prostrated briefly before Grebbin, and stood up straight. The assistant did the same. Grebbin lackadaisically waved his scepter in the air stating,
"Greetings, Adviser Krean."

Krean, who was sixty years old but barely showed any hint of old age in his speech or dutiful movements replied, "My Overlord, I am here to make my report to you." Krean's voice was usually loud and booming, but he currently spoke in a reserved and respectful tone. Grebbin nodded his head. "Make your report."

Krean motioned to his assistant and spoke in a low tone. "Give me the- Yes that, hand it here." Krean ordered, hastily taking the rolled piece of creamy paper out of his assistants outstretched hand. He transferred the paper to his left hand, and without looking away from Grebbin, he held his hand out towards the servant once more. The assistant quickly withdrew a pair of bifocals from his breast pocket and gave them to Krean, who perched them on top of his own bulbous nose and began to read from the report.

"Item one, my Overlord. The army command has followed your orders and deployed two separate brigades both Northeast and south. Each brigade will capture their designated areas, and send any humans living there to be civilized into Galipor. As is protocol, non-humans, monsters, and creatures of darkness were executed on sight. No problems have been reported so far, but the brigades may call for assistance if required. Once they are done, settlers will follow and farms will be constructed liberally."

"Item two, my Overlord. We have sent workers and army personnel to begin construction of a fortress just behind where brigade two has been sent. This is meant to be a permanent installation that can halt enemy ground forces before they can approach Chastinson, and it will therefore take more time to complete than it will take for brigade two to conquer the new territory. When it is done in the following years, walls will stretch from the inland sea to the coastal sea, or so the army command wishes."

"Item three, my Overlord. We have instituted a five year plan as you ordered. We have finalized plans to ensure that every Galiporian is given electrical power, water, and sewage. The army core of engineers led the plans and designs on the project and has the written approval of the Engineering Administration. The standard of living in Galipor will rise by no less than twenty percent. Our lifestyle will be the envy of all other nations."

Krean re-rolled the piece of paper, and held it back out towards his assistant who promptly took it and tucked it into his belt. Krean stood up straight and stated, "That is my completed report, my Overlord."

Grebbin tried to sit still as he felt an urge to scratch an itch that had popped up on the back of his hand. He twitched almost imperceptibly as the itch flared, but Grebbin would not relinquish his decided-on royal posture. He tried to look as if he was thinking hard to buy himself enough time for the itch to die down, which it did. He realized that he had been sitting quietly for far too long, and finally stated
, "The daily victory paper. Have the editors been told of their quotas?" Krean eagerly nodded. "Yes. The editors will ensure that the expansion is to look correct and proper, as it should, and list the time of the public executions and burnings for this month. In addition, Overlord, all district overseers report that districts exhibit good behavior."

Grebbin internally sighed in relief, still ruminating on his gratefulness for the itch having dissipated before he could desperately scratch at it like a wild animal. "Good," Grebbin slowly drawled out ", that is good. Do you have anything else to report, Adviser Krean?" Krean shook his head and said, "No, my Overlord. That is all of my report."

Grebbin gave Krean another nod. "Then you are dismissed, Adviser Krean." Krean bowed lowly at the waist, as did his servant, and the pair marched out of the room.
 

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Prince Victor was sitting in the Royal Naval Building. He was, and is, a naval man and so spends much of his free time observing and commanding various sections of the small Royal Navy. The room within the building in which he was sitting was ornately decorated with gold and furnished in reds and whites, a brilliant display of the nations wealth and prosperity brought about through its longstanding peace. He was sat at a large table, thought it was just one of many, and surrounded by a group of naval officers. While most were human all the main demographics of the nation could be seen in the room, with a fairly even spread in the Prince's immediate vicinity. The officers were laughing making various remarks when a very well dressed man, but clearly not a navy man, approached and whispered in the Prince's ear. "I have been sent at Prime Minister Richelieu's behest, may we talk somewhere more private?". Immediately the men next to him that heard the mans words stood up and began to motion to the other officers to give them privacy. Victor motioned for them to sit and instead stood and made his way out into the halls of the building, heading into a smaller room, equally as richly decorated. This was his office as royal representative to the Royal Navy, of course he had served in the navy before his brothers coronation but since then he had had to take a more official and less direct role in the navy, since it couldn't be seen that the brother of the king was under the command of someone other then the king directly. He knew what this conversation was going to be about, it was approaching the election in a few months and so they were coming to him, so that he might put pressure on his brother to reduce his personal expenses so that they could herald the victory of increasing the national budget by a tiny amount and then hopefully get re-elected. "Why don't I start this conversation this time." started the prince "The Prime Minister has been told before, I have no control of my brother and I already do all I can to curtail his spending. Whats your name, I assume your a minister with the Vhlogine Party?". The man looked a little nervous, must be new to politic thought the prince. "My name is Albien Muare and yes, indeed I am your highness, I represent the people of Noord-Beveland. Lord Richelieu has indeed requested you communicate that to his Royal Highness, your brother. He implored that you appeal to his love of the people and mention that some of his subjects go home hungry and are without work." Victor had heard that one before, not from Richelieu's Government but from previous ones, he had long since come up with a response "Lord Albien, you are not the first to make that knowledge plain to me. His Royal Highness is well aware of this but the only solution to fix that particular issue would be if he or the government feeds and hires those people directly. How can we hope to feed and hire some of the people on society if we do not then do so with the rest. Each and every nation on our globe has this issue and if we start such projects, with our current immigration policies and other rules and regulations we hold, more then that, we respect. I do not wish to halt people coming into our nation and I do not wish to have our nation collapse under the weight of people attempting entry. If we could help every individual that needed it, I would. However, without closing our borders, we cannot. The people would never let you close our borders and so you would be fools to feed everyone that needed it, let alone provide them a wage. This is just the way it works. While I am not above small changes to the betterment of the nation, the only right choice is to remain with the status quo. Please tell Lord Richelieu I wish him the best in his next election and will attempt what I can to reduce the Kings spending. Now if you don't mind, I have an engagement on a ship to attend to." With that he then headed out the door, swiftly followed by the minister who then went to exit the building. The Prince had a message sent to his brother, asking if he would, at least temporarily, reduce his outgoings to help Richelieu's re-election chances, because he was better then the opposition in the mind of the Prince, though he didn't add the last part because the King was supposed to remain non-partisan. Then he stepped aboard a ship about to depart and chuckled as he saw some of the fresh seamen struggling to find their sea legs. He was bound for a naval conference in the Tropical Sea. General Gideon Van der Hook and his leading Admirals had chosen to take an airship and wouldn't be leaving for another couple days due to it being a shorter journey for them but if Prince Victor was going to a Naval Conferance, he would be damned if he didn't seize the opportunity for a sea voyage on a naval ship, admittedly a small one but he had comfortable quarters and the Captain was a jolly good sport and let the Prince do most of the bossing about above deck, as long as he respected the Captain when it was needed, Ttavelling down the Pyrenian sea there was a high chance of encountering pirates and the Captain needed to know his men would be swift to respond should they encounter any such hostility.

The King received his brothers letter and merely sighed. He had many more years left on this planet and he intended to enjoy them. Why was he under such pressure from the government to reduce his expenses when his lower lords were nearly as lavish in their lifestyle as he was. He admitted that they got most their wealth from private businesses while he relied mostly on the state but, he did give them there power and beside, the people loved him. More then that most his spending was on them anyway. "Very well" he muttered to himself "The Vraili Ball shall be a more private occasion and... yes, and I will not have a party to accompany the next Speech... I will... I'll just go and say it to the people."

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Prime Minister Richelieu was currently at a public engagement in Zeeland announcing that the government was to begin construction of a new bridge to connect the western sections of the landmass's there to reduce travel time and increase regional prosperity. His main reason for the bridge was, of course, focused on defending the nation. Regional hostilities had increased and moving their forces in this region of their nation has never been easy so a bridge connecting them, while expensive, would massively increase the military projection in the region and discourage their neighbours trying to have an easy conquest, especially of the southern strip of land extending out. While the Scrap of paper was meant to ensure their safety there was no guarantee and, even if the signatories honoured it, as they were expected, they did not neighbour the nation and the beginnings of any conflict would be for them to fight and defend their homeland. What he wasn't announcing, but was also under construction, was a series of hidden defenses and fortifications around where the peninsular and southern strip hit the mainland, the southern one joining the border defences to ensure that the new bridge could not be used to their enemies advantage. He was also using the opportunity to announce that expansions would be made to the docks in Middelburg and The Hague to match with increased trade and commerce via the sea.
 
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Das preußische Königreich
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Griefswald, Provinz Mecklenburg-Vorpommern :
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Soldaten der 23. Infanteriedivision greifen eine Kamal-Festung an
With the current rapid expansion of the Prussian territory the military has decided to launch the first large scale offensive against the Kamal in decades. The assault consists of 5 divisions and multiple artillery regiments. The units were stationed outside of Griefswald to the west a few kilometers and began a heavy bombardment of Kamal territory. After the bombardment ended Prussian forces rushed into these territories to secure as much positions as possible before the Kamal could regroup. Fighting has been quite fierce though the Prussians have the upper hand and it is reported that the Kamal will soon be driven out from the region.

Flensburg, Provinz Schleswig-Holstein:
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Freiwillige der Holsteiner Abteilung Sammeln für ein Bild nach Flensburg wird unter preußische Herrschaft gebracht
After near 3 decades of stagnation and internal strife the Prussian military and government has decided that the retaking of former land shall become the primary objective of the nation in the near future, stating that one of the most important areas to take control of is the province Schleswig Holstein for both the greater ability to expand south as well as the large shipyards the region holds. A force of 10,000 was amassed and formed into the Flensburg division, and departed from Stettin to the city of Flensburg. Once landing in Flensburg the commander of the division asked local government officials to recognize Prussian rule in the region and be reintegrated into the kingdom, after a while of negotiations the city accepted and the Flensburg division went out further securing the surrounding regions. As well as this a large group of 7,000 was recruited and formed into the Holstein Volunteer Division to assist the Flensburg division in defense of the province. Currently work is being done to scout the area for Kamal groups or other such rebellious figures.

Stadtrand von Berlin, Provinz Brandenburg:
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Bild von Preussischen Soldaten, die durch den Tiergarten zum Brandenburger Tor ziehen
In similar speeds of the northern invasion a decision was made to expand eastward and southward too to secure more former land. Two divisions were assigned to the eastward and the region went well. In The southern expansion the Elite Brandenburger Division had been assigned with 3 others and moved southwest from Landsberg to Berlin. Once at the former capital the three other divisions raced through and secured the city and surrounding region. When news reached the people on both sides that the Prussians were reentering Berlin the nation went into celebration. Local government of the city found old Prussian flags and hoisted them atop every pole possible, and later a massive military parade was held throughout the city where the army paraded all the way through central Berlin, crossing the Brandenburger Tor for the first time in nearly 50 years. The parade continued on through Tiergarten and to Ernst Reuter Platz. Preparations have begun from the Reichstag to relocate the Prussian capital to the old city and reestablish government rule centralized around Berlin.

Werften in Stettin, Provinz Westpommern:
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After nearly 4 years of construction the SMS Prussia has been completed. This ship is of the Bayern class Dreadnought and will serve as the flagship of the Prussian Navy. A massive parade was held was the ship was commissioned, with Kaiser Friedrich and Queen Victoria being in attendance. With the commissioning of this ship the Prussian navy is boosted to one of the strongest fleets in the world, will three dreadnoughts and plans to construct more already underway. As well as the SMS Prussia two other ships were commissioned, the SMS Bismarck, a Derfflinger class battlecruiser, and SMS Landsberg, a Blucher class armored cruiser.

Riga, Hauptstadt des Latvyan Königreichs/Rīga, Latviešu karaliste galvaspilsēta:
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Preußische und Lattische Beamte verkünden die Gründung des Latvyan Königreichs
With Prussia emerging as a strong regional power in the Baltic/Northern Europe the Prussian government has found it important to have strong allies in the Baltic. With these thoughts a decision was made to send a force to the Livonian regions and establish a state there, to serve not as a buffer to any eastern invaders but as a strong ally and trade partner with the Prussian state. After thorough discussion and evaluation of the region the region of Riga was chosen to be the start of this new nation, as it held some of the largest groups of local population and economic power. The region however had not experienced a truly unified state since the Teutonic Order of old. An expedition of military forces and government officials were sent over to the city where negotiations began with the locals. After some discussion the Prussians had convinced the strongest local families to organize and run a future independent government of a unified nation. Ministries were established and preparations were made to finalize the decisions. Riga was decided to be the capital and the nation decided upon the name of the Kingdom of Latvya, a combination of the two most powerful kingdoms/royal families in the region, the Lats and the Vyans. Prussian military forces spread throughout the region and notified people of the soon to be established government as well as securing a province for the kingdom to start off from. After final preparations had happened the officials of the Latvyans and Prussians gathered in the royal palace where the birth of the Latvyan kingdom was declared and the first trade agreements were signed with Prussia. Military officers and a force of 5,000 have been sent to Riga to help establish and train a Latvyan military, which is currently drawing in massive amounts of recruits and is reported to hit 120,000 within the next few months alone. As a gift of friendship Friedrich transferred the SMS Hannover of the Deutschland class battleships to the Latvyan navy, being the current most modern ship in the new nations fleet. With this emergence of a possible regional power in the Baltic both Prussian and Latvyan influence grow on the Baltic coasts.

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Prussian army launches large scale offensive against various Kamal groups in the northwest
Prussian expansion Eastward, Northward, and Southward
Territories being assimilated medium grey, blue territory being used to establish the Kingdom of Latvya
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Grebbin laced his fingers together, idly bouncing his royal scepter on his knees. He was free to indulge in slightly un-royal actions within the safety and privacy of his armored carriage. He was alone inside, save for his two bear-faced royal guardsman. Cheers and happy cries were deafening all around the carriage. A rally was occurring in Chastinson's square. For miles, thousands and thousands of citizens had flocked together at the call of their Overlord to demonstrate their pleasure at the victories of the state and to witness a mass spark call. Monsters that had been captured in the new Eastern and Southern territories had been shipped in to be public ally burned, at least, those who had not been shot on sight. The commanders had orders to bring in a specific number of non-humans alive, captured, as to properly fill the ceremonies quota. The cheers rose and fell like waves hitting a beaches shoreline. Grebbin winced slightly, feeling a slight headache coming on from all of the noise and excitement. 'Come now,' he angrily thought, 'This is not what royalty acts like. Posture, prose, pride.' He sat up straighter, ignoring the throbbing that danced tauntingly behind his temples.

The carriage came to a halt, and a few dull thunks were audible as the footman unfolded the steps and unlocked the door to the carriage. Grebbin stood up as best he could within the slightly-too-small carriage, and stepped down the steps, past the bowing footman and driver. The afternoon sunlight was blisteringly hot and Grebbin at once found himself longing for the cool and crisp interior of his throneroom where he could have a glass of water in his hand at a moments notice. Again, Grebbin cleared his mind and focused on the task at hand. A sea of grey citizens work uniforms stretched out in front of him, beyond the balcony were he had exited his carriage. He was at the top of a street with an elevated and ornate podium in front of him. Grebbin tightened his cloak around his shoulders and quickly stepped up the stairs, stopping behind the podium. The citizens were more visible now, and to say that they were a sea of grey was an understatement. Grebbin doubted that he could see more than two cobblestones in the street, the bodies were so tightly packed into the square and surrounding streets.

Grebbin cleared his throat quietly, and leaned forward towards the speaker phone. His voice echo audibly past every building and facade for many miles from speakers that had been erected earlier. The crowd at once grew silent.

"My citizens!" Began Grebbin, before thunderous cheering and rowdy applause overwhelmed even the speakers' powerful voice.

"My citizens!" Grebbin tried again, as the cheering finally subsided and the crowd grew calmer. "We are at the dawn of a bright new era for man! Our lands grow by the month and our hated enemies flee before us! We are building forts, we are building roads, we are raising the standard of living!"

"Our society is the best in the world. Through Wern, it has been done." He said, putting particular emphasis on Wern's name. "Through, you, citizens! The bricklayers, the factory workers, the bakers, the farmers; the people! Through the power of solidarity, we have prevailed and will always prevail."

"We grow stronger every day! Today, Galipor! Tomorrow, the whole world!" The crowd roared their approval.

"And now, what we came here to watch! The death of abominations," cried Grebbin, actually feeling quite excited himself. Peacekeepers on the opposite side of the square began pushing forward thirty carts filled with kerosene-soaked straw and dozens upon dozens of shrieking monsters. Some were vaguely human, others were very human-like. Most were furred beasts in the shape of men that had been captured in the grasslands and forests by derisive commanders who had practically begged to be allowed to execute the creatures. The crowd let out a wary groan, shuffling back away from the carts as they accumulated into a ring and were then further encircled by the peacekeepers who had wheeled them out. Most of the beasts didn't seem aware of what was happening, but a few had enough consciousness in their bodies to either huddle away in fear, or senselessly beat against the bars and jabber on. Peacekeepers with torches approached the carts, as Grebbin declared, "Wern wills it. Let the burning commence!"

At once, the peacekeepers hurled their torches into the carts. They were practiced at this, and none missed. At once, each cart burst into flames. It was the right amount of kerosene and straw to cause the monsters to burn slowly and not immediately be engulfed in hellish fireball - that would be too quick of a death. The crowds wanted blood and suffering. A few tried to cling to the bars as flames licked at their rear ends, only to be shot repeadly by peacekeepers' rifles, and fall lifelessly back into the flames that carpeted the carts. The carts themselves did not suffer, as they were painstakingly designed of steel and had been assembled for the purpose of holding monsters.

The crowds jeered the monsters, some threw small rocks, but most did not. It was a capital offense to assault a peacekeeper, and none wanted to risk accidentally hitting one. Eventually, the flames died down and all that was left of the once-lively monsters were black charred forms and a horrid smell. A few citizens looked like they were going to be sick. One young woman actually was, and was escorted away by a peacekeeper who looked embarrassed for her.

The citizens, their appetite for watching monsters suffer sated for now, almost seemed to turn back to Grebbin expectantly. Right on que, Grebbin began to orate the states long-term goals to them from a list, still ruminating about the pleasures of this throneroom and the taste of cool water from a glass.

"Item one. Fort White has been completed. Flak guns are being moved there. We shall be impenetrable."

"Item two. We have established our presence on an island to the south. We are going to make it into a military shipyard for our navy. We will build a fort there soon, and already have begun work on a power plant."

"Item three. We have mostly integrated the territories that we attempted to, and are moving on to more land. We are building roads and power lines rapidly."

"Item four. The five year plan proceeds on schedule. Clean water and power will soon be available to all citizens. We will be the envy of the world."

Grebbin went about his business of talking politics and new ration allotments, before finally waving and blessedly making his way back to his carriage. Krean, one of his royal advisers, was waiting for him inside of the carriage, as well as two more royal guardsmen. It wasn't yet cramped inside of the carriage, thought Grebbin, as the door was closed behind him and the muffled driver's voice barked out, "Git!" to the horses whose job it was to draw the cart. As the cart lurched into motion, Grebbin tugged at his collar and mused, "How went the visit to district eleven?" Krean gave Grebbin a polite bow, as much as one could while sitting and being inside of a carriage and replied, "It went well, My Overlord. District overseer Leopak has met the quota we provided for the five year plan. He says that his peacekeepers tell him that many citizens will loiter near the street lights and in front of the apartments that have electricity installed, until peacekeepers disperse them; all for the pleasure of appreciating the spreading novelty of lights! It's a wonder that we didn't install them fifty years ago, My Overlord." Grebbin made a low hum of acknowledgement, before saying, "And district twenty eight? When will we be able to take them off of nutrition rations?" Krean's expression darkened slightly. "Yes, district twenty eight cannot be taken off of nutrient rations quite yet. In fact, I think it best to keep them on for another two quarter months. Overseer Habbersal wishes to return them to regular rations post haste. As Habbersal put it, "These citizens are the epitome of dutymind. Bah, he merely wishes to have to stop smelling the air. Consuming those rations permeates the sewage lines with - " Krean cut himself off, realizing that he was in particular company. "Er. District twenty eight will be taken off nutrient rations in two quarter months due to their improved sanitation standards." Grebbin nodded and replied, "Good. That is good."

The rest of the ride was uneventful. The carriage came to a halt before the castles portcullis, and swiftly proceeded inside. Grebbin disembarked quickly. The royal guardsmen fell in step behind him. Krean scurried off to tend to his duties, leaving Grebbin to proceed towards the banquet hall. Tonight, a feast was to be held with the district overseers whose names had been pulled from a lottery. They would dress in their finest attire and sit down to a feast of roasted meats, fine foods, and sweetmeats. Grebbin was already in his finest attire, and wished to arrive early to the occasion so that he could watch as his underlings arrived. He took his seat at the head of the table.

Before long, overseers began to trickle in from all over the state. District two's overseer was a long bearded man who was rail thin but spoke with a surprisingly loud voice. He sat down and immediately began to pile long strips of bacon onto his place. This was not uncommon, as the feasts partaken in by the administration were formal in name, but barely controlled anarchy in practice. Overseers would drink until they couldn't walk, gorge themselves and then force themselves to vomit, sing boisterously, and elicit tears from serving girls whom could do nothing but stand shamefacedly as they were groped. At one particular feast, the now-deceased overseer of district forty one, named Burdock, had challenged one of Grebbin's generals to a duel in front of the entire administration two years in the past. The stony faced general had been brought his sword by his assistant and stood at attention in the courtyard. He faced the very drunk overseer, who then made a loud farting noise and whipped out a dining knife, slicing it through the air in jest. Grebbin had laughed until tears ran down his face. The same thin, bearded overseer that was currently occupied in ravenously consuming strips of bacon had nearly choked to death on a creme puff, and was still guffawing as a guardsmen had rapidly slapped him on the back until he spat it up. The general, however, at no point had laughed. He coldly ran the overseer through and kicked his twitching body off of his gory sword. The laughter dried up quickly after that. Grebbin immediately decided that since it was a real duel, the general had committed no wrongs, and everyone quickly forgot the dead overseer as the merriment continued. Currently, district forty one had a new overseer who had been selected from the administrative body of forty one. He was a young man who was a particular bootlicker. Most overseers were brash and relaxed in one anothers company. However, the unseasoned young overseer had so far treated them with considerable respect and praise. He would do for the position, but he needed to learn that he was among the finer elements of society now. Grebbin supposed that eventually the young man would.

Grebbin watched as more and more overseers filed into the room and the festivities began in earnest. One overseer immediately began to stand on two chairs simultaneously and use them as if they were stilts. He unsteadily backwards and onto the tabletop. He squashed a roast fowl as well as another overseers meticulously arranged and prepared plate of food. The two began to bicker and before long started swinging. Royal guardsmen quickly hauled them out of the hall to sober up and calm down elsewhere. Another duo began to have a drink off, and then sat down a server and forced him to participate as well. The server seemed very uncomfortable but was soon singing a favorite childhood song with which the two overseers joined in immediately. The trio belted out songs throughout the rest of the night, sometimes losing each other, and then immediately reforming to sing and dance again as drunken overseers remembered what had happened a few minutes prior, and demanded yet another encore.

Eventually Grebbin, who as a rule was sober for every banquet event, had had enough of picking at his pudding and catering to the talkative overseers who vied for his praise and attention. He stepped into the hall, stopping next to a short and pimply royal engineer. His uniform identified him as a senior engineer despite his obvious young age. That was a surprise. He must have been brought along by one overseer or another for some reason or another, but was currently occupied in quaffing down an extremely large mug of water. His face was red and he was sweating. Grebbin realized he had not been noticed yet as the young engineer furiously fanned his own mouth, and went back to chugging from the glass.

Grebbin cleared his throat. The young engineer looked back at him and did a double take. He spat out his water in surprise, before swiping at his mouth, dropping the glass to the floor, and furiously bowing. "One thousand apologies My Overlord," squeaked the engineer in a reedy voice. "I - You - Vando - I mean! My Overlord, it is an honor to be in your presence. Engineer first class, Skaf." Grebbin made a dismissive motion and said, "Stand up, boy. You're with the royal engineers?" The boy nodded. "Tell me boy, do you have anything interesting to inform me of? This banquet is filled with animals."

Skaf nodded vigorously and whipped out a rolled piece of paper from some hidden pocket inside of his uniform. The boy was cat-like in his movements, despite his nonthreatening appearance. He snapped it out flat. The top of the paper read 'Mechanoid'. There were diagrams and lines all over the paper. Grebbin could understand some of it, but the days when he had labored underneath a royal tutor were long in the past. He pointed towards the main image. "A machine?" It was some sort of bipedal machination with suspended armor plates and a place for a human on top. Skaf nodded vigorously again. "Yes, My Overlord. We . . Well, it is on the paper. A mechanoid. It runs off of kerosene and steam through a powerful engine we are prototyping. It is fueled by special fuel cylinders and will protect the rider and allow them to shoot at the same time. It is much better than any horse, since it gives a very good level of elevation." Grebbin pointed to another diagram on the side of the sheet. It looked very complicated. "And this?" Skaf grew excited. "It is a metal clockwork contraption useful for mathematics. It takes a while to manufacture and is prone to breaking down, but it can factor numbers and calculate very quickly. We are working on it."

Grebbin stroked his beardless-chin. "You are working on these projects?" "Oh yes. I work under Van Jarp, the lead designer," replied Skaf. "He is very intelligent." Grebbin continued to rub his chin in thought, before suddenly deciding that he had had enough drinking and thinking for one night. "Tuck that away. I expect the engineering office to make more frequent reports. Ensure the Warimin is informed of your developments, boy."

Skaf bowed lowly, and replied that he most certainly would and that it had been an honor to meet Grebbin, before sauntering off. Grebbin retreated to his royal chambers and quickly fell into a deep stupor, exhausted.
 

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Expeditionary And Home Forces

The time to rebuild the nation had finally come. The Queen had enacted the plan she and a few others crafted. She had a servant deliver a letter to the Field Marshall before leaving to Prussia, titled 'Order 42, Reclamation Assignment.' Within the letter contained the document, officially signed by the Queen and dated by parliament. It detailed the request of reclaiming Britain, as well as the old kingdom of Frankia if possible. The Queen demanded the obtainment of the former over all else. Though for convenience of the Marshall, the letter only named KoF as it's original name rather than Burjan. It urged the focused reintegration of England and Wales before widespread retaking of the south. After carefully reading the contents of the letter, FM Maximilian would head to the Army's headquarters in central London, gathering with several other military officials.

The meeting lasted for three hours before the decided course of action was chosen for future operations. The nation required additional resources to further expand it's future capabilities, but the nearest in England would be too difficult to obtain easily. Thus the Field Marshal and one of the strategists looked over location reports of nearby regions in both the old Empire and the current Kingdom. The south of the counties holding Dunkirk and Ankora were richer with resources, that had probably not been used much and if they were, definitely not to it's fullest potential. To the north were vast ranges of hills, some valleys within the hills, and forests. Half of the gathering wanted to focus their initial efforts down south, capturing the borders of the relatively ancient kingdom in comparison with it's resources, but the other half wanted to focus their efforts on going north, acquiring any surviving populace along the way towards the more richer sections of the country. This problem was resolved near the ending of the meeting, where a pocket of strategists theorized a widened expansionary focus that obtained resources as well as the old country, nearing the resource rich north of England. After meetings were concluded, troops were gathered and some were planned to relocate to assist the forces. The forces that would carry out the expansionist plan consisting of The 3rd Infantry Division, Squad 1 - 7 of the grenadiers, the 66th Battalion, 72nd shock division, and would be relocating a percentage of the 1st Royal Infantry Division. Two elites of the 101st would also have been sent. While the majority would be moved westwards into the neighboring county for defensive means, and the rest would remain where they were.

To conduct the operations safely and maintain prolonged operation in the region, some of the battalions would be shipped overseas from the Dover Strait. These involved the 3rd ID, over half of the 72nd, and squad 3 of the grenadiers, where the infantry and several artillery assets would be shipped to Frankia by ship. The rest of the forces could maintain themselves or were already based in their respective regions. Before operations had officially started, the numbers were prepared. In Frankia, 15,300 troops and several artillery assets were sent. Within England, there would be 25,000 troops ready to be deployed. Larger numbers of assets during colonial and reintegration activities were so it would be easier and faster to clear areas, take more land of counties faster, maintain the areas defensively, and then those troops could be sent further inland while a smaller garrison could maintain the land. It was also to ensure continued operations even if high casualties as previously expected took place. However defensive operations would be done primarily through the method of hearts and minds. Where lesser numbers of troops would patrol the counties, and instead would help protect counties through the use and training of any locals as a special police unit. This being to lessen or prevent the populace from feeling "unsafe" during expansionary movement. Despite the populace originally being under the British. Along with the assets used, there would be 159 QF-18 pounders, 42 BL-60 pounder guns, 5 QF-1 Pounder Pom Pom, and with them would be 33 Maxim Machineguns. In the north, since it was more likely to encounter a population, artillery assets were replaced with shock division infantry and transportation vehicles. Along with this, there would be 28 QF-1 pounder Pom Poms on a mobile mount, and 59 Maxim Machineguns. 5,000 Cavalry would be activated within England, and 300 to Frankia to be used to combat hostiles in the rougher harder to travel terrain. These horses would also be used for transportation of the heavier guns in rougher terrain, whereas otherwise regular lorries would do the work for them. Along with this, reserve vehicles were loaded and waiting with further supplies such as water, to prevent any forces from running out of ammunition, food, and water. This being for in the event that main methods were somehow rendered impossible. Operations in Frankia would be supported by small numbers of the Navy, due to local pirates in the area.

Operation Seaside

The beginning of the operation would consist of a supporting naval offense, devised to eradicate hostile ranks and removal of nests. The plan was thought up by the Admiral of the Fleet, also known as Great Admiral. It consisted of her flagship Warspite and a smaller fleet composed mainly of destroyers. As support, the fleet had it's float carrier, and two submarines. Then the flagship was protected by a nearing-obsolete armoured cruiser. With the loses gained by the pirates in their relatively recent previous raid, and having been allowed to retreat to spread word, the Admiral enacted a plan in more recent times to aid with the expansion of the nation herself. Despite the lower fleet numbers specifically chosen, her followers wouldn't question her orders as she has shown time and time again to win against the odds of even larger military-grade fleets previously. This time, she had her own slightly larger than previously devised fleet designated as the Sword Fleet. Composed of unassigned ships not on any active duty. She even surprised other admirals previously above her, in her ever, yet slowly changing, unpredictability and growing prestige in tactical and strategic planning. She was considered by the Queen to be equal to her highest Burjan admirals.

The Admiral was onboard the flagship in a small room, standing nearly at the height of the queen but cut two inches short at 6'1, surrounded by a few other officers. She was also in different dress, besides her usual near-ceremonial attire usually worn on land, she wore the uniform of other admirals. The only difference being that hers had a black skirt. She however also wore black boots reaching up to her knees, resembling pieces of medieval armour which was made out of magical materials, and more of the similar was decorated all over her body with medals and royal jewelry. Some of which she had created upon her request utilizing her own resources given by the Queen. She also wore stockings, similar to standard naval uniform following civilian trend. Her rank insignia placard stating her shortened title of Great Admiral. Her eyes focused upon the map, examining each single inch of line with no emotion displayed on her face and hands folded behind her back. Into the room came in one of her personal ratings, wearing a non-standard to the RN or SRN black uniform, standard only for the Burjan section of the navy. "Admiral Armstrong, we have arrived." He said in monotone, proceeding to stand at attention. "Excellent. Inform the rest of the fleet that our operation begins." Elizabeth ordered him, sending off back out of the room as she returned to her map. She having already recapped the plan to the officers actually on board before they proceeded to leave back to their respective ships, all she waited on now was to be informed of sudden changes. She had expected the Pirates, after their last loss and being scouted and reported to have returned to a nearby base to recuperate, to attempt to further evade while providing a distraction to give them time. Thus, she had utilized her fleet's superior overall speed to be sent off towards the southwest to cut them off. Along with this, the remaining destroyers in her service would be utilized to swarm targets and peck away at weaknesses. She believed that this ultimate plan she had drawn up would finally finish off the largest of the militarized sect, and prevent them from restructuring with other sects. Once the operation was complete and firing support had persisted for five days, they were to return home to designated ports. Since most of the enemy vessels were a number of older RN ships than present, she understood their weaknesses and strengths. Finally after a few hours of travel, the Hermes was ordered to deploy their folders, which would then be utilized as longer ranged recon. The Princess refused to deploy naval observational balloons, and the weather was relatively clear. At least as clear as it could down there.

Some time passed until a single plane of the two deployed returned. The hostiles were confirmed to be in a base with a large assortment of vessels remaining, but the pilots decided to retreat before being thought of being discovered. On the way back one of the planes experienced some form of troubles, before being forced down into the water. Eventually after this report, the rest of the fleet not deployed into a smaller section made it to the other recon plane. It was rendered worthless in operation but still in a repairable state, and the Hermes utilized a crane to lift it and it's surviving crew up on board. Where once safely lowered, would be quickly moved into one of the hangars to prevent further degradation and stability of materials being wasted away by the elements. The engine probably stalled due to the weather conditions. They would have the Hermes deploying again for engagement and spotting means with it's radio equipment. What remained with the Warspite's group was HMS Alice, HMS Aifric, HMS Lexington, HMS Agota, HMS Hermes, HMS Melena, and HMS Enbianka. The secondary smaller fleet newly assigned for the scheme consisting of HMS Adam, HMS Agatha, HMS Lindara, HMS Alana, and HMS Ellena. The battle group would continue on after their final preparations, getting all hands to battle stations before combat to ensure the fleet could begin combat. The only real difference from this part of the strategy with other admirals being that Elizabeth didn't fancy closing in on the enemy by herself immediately. Instead she was waiting on advantages of speed, range, and her trusted fleet gunners she had assigned for assistance. Where when the damage is done, she and the rest of the fleet could clean up the remains, before beginning any form of support possible. In this case, Hermes long range recon on land and the Warspite bombarding distant hide outs and creature nests. With all the information she had, and knowing her enemies, she was capable of formulating a comprehensive plan, at least to the Navpois and Arthakarthians, of several reactions her enemy may have. In a matter of fact, she didn't even bother bringing support when offered when first sailing for the mission. She was doing what was previously not displayed too much, a form of vaster confidence.

Within a few minutes, the entire main fleet were entering range, at least for the larger ships. The smaller vessels had to take the high risk of going further to enter range, but were kept close for a time before being let loose. The submarine had started to submerge, and the ships kept their distance as far as communication allowed to prevent hostiles from getting an easier shot. However, eight vessels had appeared to already of started their evacuation beforehand, leaving in the distance. Meanwhile the personal rating returned to the Admiral. "Your highness, we have sighted the pirates. A number of their ships appear to already be starting an evacuation attempt. We'll begin engagement with them and their base shortly." He said. "Let them through." She said before quickly continuing during her assistant's moment of confusion. "They will not survive long enough to get reinforcements, they'll be destroyed momentarily." She said to him without any doubt. After this, the two would begin moving out to get a view without interrupting the crew, after gesturing for her assistant to follow her. She was eager to see her own plans all eventually culminating to now. She believed this to be the end of what she saw as a nuisance to the Kingdom of Sole, in their schemes of future expansion into their old territories. The admiral having to slightly duck her head at times just to move around the ship, primarily for leaving the smaller more confined space.

The two watched as the turrets raised their guns, and then proceeded to fire one at a time due to a 'slight' change in military operations within the Princess's fleet when compared to standard practice. The rest of the hostile fleet were still trying to get themselves into operation, but mostly stuck within port. As was the usual, the first volleys varied in effect. Not exactly hitting the enemy but getting nearer especially as the fleet did. They slowed their speed down, and let loose their other machines of war. Meanwhile, the detachment had already arrived to their designated point earlier, and had started making their way back east. What was different than the main fleet was that some of the mages were given orders by the Admiral to utilize magic, to overload or in other words turn the torpedoes' contents into a overhyped or overactive state. This would make handling of them much more difficult, but she knew that altering them greatly would render it's chances of becoming a useless warhead less. Thus she formulated the idea that overloading it's contents with magic would still allow it to maintain it's other abilities, while still having a higher chance to detonate. Thus not wasting resources on ineffective equipment. She had already conducted experiments on the subject five months prior in the previous year. They had made contact with five armoured cruisers, one monitor, and two converted fishing boats. As the pirates fired upon the destroyers, they would utilize speed to try encircling them while maintaining their distance as per the plan. On board the Ellena, unlike usual, one of the destroyer mages were sent off previously to enter the submarine. It utilized it's submerged capability to get into range of enemy vessels. The mage would have walked into the loading room after the launching crew being ordered to prepare to launch tubes 1 and 3, beforehand letting the mage walk in close to the tubes. He would begin opening the sealed tube hatches after the crew ensured the tube being sealed away from water, and would begin placing his hand on the torpedoes, his left hand glowing bright orange, before after three seconds pulling back and letting the crew close the tubes and begin launching process. Repeating the same with the other torpedo before launch as well, and then two torpedoes launch toward the fleeing fleet coming towards it. Though to the far east, various more vessels were starting to leave down similar path.

It took around 40 - 60 seconds before the first torpedo made contact with the starboard bow of the third armoured cruiser in the middle of the formation. The other torpedo missing the fleet entirely. The end result being more severe than expected. The Torpedo detonated, ripping open a hole into the bow of the ship, nearly ripping it off from the rest of the ship that was smaller and less as wide as newer models of armoured cruiser. Along with this, the water worsened the effect, causing structural weakness to the overall bow of the ship, and forcing it's piping and pumps out of place. The ship started quickly listing to starboard by a little over five degrees, and it was clear that more sections of the ship if not just one more was somehow breached. If the pumps still worked, it may had prolonged it's life slightly. Fortunately for the pirates despite being close, the magazines were not hit. Despite this, the ship was struggling to retain function. The rest of the fleet had started breaking off into several directions when possible, only the front-most ships being forced to continue on or wait for a turn due to their left sides heading towards land, and their right sides blocked by other ships or debris. The hit ship had started tilting back upright, but maintained a three degree tilt for three more minutes before resuming it's uncontrollable listing. During this time, the Ellena continued to modify and launch their next set soon after. This time, both torpedoes were capable of hitting the sides of the fleeing ships. However, one failed to go off entirely, while the other hit closer towards the amidships section. This detonation was similar to the first, with it's power being to some extent excessive than it normally would be. A large hole was blown near amidships, and seconds later the man watching it all go down thought it must of hit a magazine, as the ship had gone up again, with vast amounts of smoke raising into the air. The Submariners were glad to be under the sea, as despite their direction now being known by process of elimination, they cannot be as easily combated by surface ships unless they had also surfaced.

They would then begin their long process of reloading the tubes, as the enemy ships fled. Back on the eastern side, the fleet could see the vast plumes of smoke. Their own submarine had also started conducting the same processes, launching towards enemy ships both trying to run from port and firing at the Solians. They had less of a success rate, with most of every torpedo being launched being useless and not detonating, missing, or having minimal effect due to lack of proper time, and resulting in standard detonation. This simply leaving hit ships like armoured cruisers moderately damaged as per standard. Still enabling them to move and fight on normally. Since they weren't all near modern, some took damage far worse than others. One such target, was one of two dreadnoughts, with both being the most modern of the pirate fleet, with the Solians having thought they had finished them all off back in Dover. With range closing in, let alone binoculars and other sight seeing gear on board, the Admiral was informed by her assistant yet again. "Your highness, they have dreadnoughts." He stated. "That's fine, they'll fall like the rest." She said before immediately being talked back on when he cleared his throat. "They are of the King George variety I'm afraid." Then spending his time turning his head to the right at Elizabeth, and adjusting his collar. The Admiral's expression changed slightly, appearing to be a cross between enjoyment and being annoyed. "One had starting moving in port, the other seems to still be navigating out of the docks." He said after looking back. "No matter, the plan will not change regardless. We will take their port or burn it to the ground, and we will be taking that which belongs to us." With that, the assistant figured it best to leave and inform the crew onboard of the situation. Some time later, the guns were slightly redirected, continuing to fire to the best of their ability.

The remaining enemy ships would be chased by allied destroyers in the west, attempting to launch their own torpedoes to varying effect. Overall, five ships were hit, but all but two were still in seaworthy and combat condition. By this time, the original target first engaged by torpedoes had crewmen going overboard, and the ship continuing to sink. The next target was leaking fuel in the water, and eventually ignited from the existing fires catching it once spreading, sending the already small amount of survivors previously onboard into a desperate and horrid situation, as it started slowly consuming some of the survivors. Even less were lucky, as some were on deck when the detonation happened and had flung them overboard. They were a bit more lucky, with some even having debris to save them, but others were forced to their own devices. There were simply no safe way to get to them, and British vessels weren't close enough to rescue survivors. They'd have to wait sometime longer. By means of radio, at least a single folder reported about the fleeing fleet as well as spotting for shells. Dozens of remaining ships of varying roles were reported, though not all of them had weapons. Most of the vessels with them were still stuck or being engaged, and the remaining dreadnoughts were firing towards the advancing Solian fleet. In retaliation, an angled broadside was in order. However at this stage, a temporary difficulty in steering was noted.

In the sixth salvo, one of the launched shells had made their mark. The one shell having struck the opposing dreadnought in the forwards upper deck of it's bow, while another shell flew past it and into a dock to it's portside, and several others missing and causing large splashes in the water. While remaining in engagement distance, the Solian super dreadnought was kept at range, while the submarines and destroyers did all the work. Due to the difficulty with steering, the ship had to be constantly moved to either side, which also benefited the ship due to making it harder to be hit. Meanwhile the destroyers were more so harassing the larger ships and utilizing their speed, while filling smaller, or just converted ships with holes. They utilized standard torpedoes unmodified by magic, but this was mostly for not. Most missed or failed to detonate entirely, and when the rare few that did hit a larger ship went off it hadn't taken it out of even battle-worthy conditions. A single torpedo that did detonate however had hit a larger converted vessel, a older cruise ship primarily for resource transportation, and had aided with the sinking of the vessel as well as starting to capsize it. Within minutes it was already listing to starboard while flooding in the stern. The Ellena would have still been reloading as time passed. After ten minutes still during combat, the results had barely changed. The destroyers were still harassing and speeding around at distance mostly with the enemy, the submarines were taking their time with targets due to limited torpedo capacity, and the dreadnoughts were still trying to pulverize each other in vain. The Ellena had fully reloaded her tubes by then, and firing had recommenced on the larger and slower vessels, primarily the over burdened monitors and the liner, the previous ships that had passed were now being dealt with by the destroyers of that detachment while the submarine dealt with farther back targets and proceeded moving in. The pre-launch sequence was the same as before.

A few seconds later, two tubes were emptied and sent down the enemy's path. Within a minute one of the torpedoes had struck a monitor, it was also lucky due to having also hit and ignited the ammunition, practically blowing both the turret and bow off. Another two torpedoes were being readied, and once overloaded like the others, the tubes were sealed and prepped to launch. However when attempting to launch, only a single torpedo had been sent. The one torpedo had struck the liner, but the other refused to work. "Oh shit" the mage said in realization. With no time to try forcing it out, and incapable of preventing it's detonation, the mage and some of the firing crew had went deeper within the boat to explain to the captain. He had quickly ordered for the boat to be surfaced and emptied, with any possible tubes elsewhere installed within the submarine to launch all armaments within them. After a few seconds the boat was surfaced and the crew including mage struggled to try escaping the boat, the rest of the firing crew hadn't tried evacuating and instead tried emptying the tube. The mage was next up the ladder, and after climbing up all crew on top had tried evacuating towards the safer end section of the boat. Some men having jumped off the port side. The mage could only in a sudden moment create a wall of ice between the surfaced crew and the other side of the boat, as even then more crew tried leaving the submarine through various hatches or the tower. Within under two seconds after, the torpedo had detonated which had destroyed the boat and flung anyone towards the back on the surface away.

The HMS Lindara being the closest nearby the submarine, would have disengaged the enemy and risked coming over to pick up the survivors. Three other ships engaged by destroyers were in varying degrees of condition, with one of them having been caught entirely on fire, another would be repeatedly pounded open by shell fire, and the other had sustained moderate damage to amidships and it's tower. The ship that was on fire was a larger vessel, one if not the largest vessel there, which was also a cruise liner but with sections cut out to house smaller guns on board, the ship had caught fire due to engine problems, the magazine being compromised through heavy fire, and it had violently spread from there with no hope for recovery. Some crewmen took the risk and jumped over board the starboard and port sides, others were trapped inside and burning alive, while others were trying to lower life boats. Some of those that jumped off it's high elevation into the water sustained injuries, and some had received fractures - dislocations upon impacting the water at odd angles that killed them. The ship had also sustained torpedo fire. It was not any hard secret that such a large vessel would of been utilized as some form of command ship. Overall, 25 minutes had passed, overhead application had to be cancelled for the rest of the battle early due to weather conditions and return to the Hermes, and the battle was nearing an hour and thirty minutes.

The main fleet would have the destroyers deploy their torpedoes through the port entrance to the base, in the hope of either sinking or rendering the hostile dreadnoughts incapable of conducting battle operations. The port wasn't lightly defended either in this case, with some old abandoned Imperial artillery pieces having been scattered throughout the port that would be firing upon Solian forces. They had pounded a randomized assortment ranging between several dozen to far more shells into HMS Alice, HMS Melena, HMS Aifric, and HMS Lexington, sunk the HMS Agota before it could even deploy torpedoes, and kept most of the other ships away. The HMS Alice was critically damaged and conducted evasive maneuvers to avoid any further damage, with the top section of the hull being ripped open, the wooden decking blown through, and the crew putting out a fire. Even worse for the poor destroyer, most of the hull had holes within so large that the ice used to reseal the ship was easily visible if not jutting out. The Lexington was the least damaged, but could no longer engage the enemy due to damaged or entirely blown off weapon systems. Similarly to HMS Alice, Melena had suffered similar catastrophic damage, with several of it's batteries ripped to shreds by dreadnought fire, and was also lit on fire. The Aifric had suffered irreversible damage even for magic to deal with, and while she had tried fleeing the damage had caught up. Not only did the ship fully get engulfed in flames, but what remained of it's ammunition was also ignited. The damaged ships were forced back, incapable of helping any survivors. On board the Melena, she had caught fire in two different sections, but survived through damage control efforts and a mage having put out the other with lower level ice powers that couldn't even turn into ice. Using the temperature and it's easily melted state to put out the fire. The torpedoes had successfully entered within port, a full number of around ten or more. Two struck the docks with only one detonating, another had hit a inoperable and still being repaired fishing boat, three had struck one of the two dreadnoughts, one directly in the forwards bow, one to back amidships, and another barely catching the stern. Another had struck the other already damaged dreadnought, and the rest failed to detonate. The detachment fleet would have been nearing the main fleet, as per part of the plan. However it had not gone entirely as predicted, as five hostile ships had successfully evaded, with two of them reasonably damaged. Their liner being in worse condition and decreasing condition, and most survivors on both sides being picked up and watched closely.

As the Admiral was just watching what she could of the operation and most of her fleet detachment having returned, she was quite certain that the operation was concluding faster than originally anticipated. Unlike what was also expected especially if the operation was done conventionally, there was much less losses than expected. Also if the plan went under conventional means, far more enemy vessels would of escaped in piece to continue reigning terror. With the base being fully surrounded by this point, and most of the enemy ships in varying condition, unbattle-worthy, or sunk, it was already natural what the intended effect would be. They would either surrender, or more torpedoes get sent down port to finish them off. With any defending soldiers being captured or executed. The hostile forces couldn't retreat as all that they could get to would be the mountains, and any deeper inland and they'd suffer by whatever reigned there. The situation reminded her of when the pirates had successfully attacked a Solian port with several dreadnoughts and supporting vessels a few months before the battle of Dover, only to then now be returned in equal kind but with a extremely smaller force. It brought a wide grin on her face, which would only go to disturb her personal enlisted and the nearby crewmen. Of course this battle would not be the only battle of this type, with a larger port but not as filled up having been attacked similarly by the Sole Royal Navy, with the fleet comprising of three dreadnoughts, approximately a few days before the battle of Dover as a distraction to draw out their larger fleet for an attack. While the Admiral did not say nor ordered anything for the rest of the battle and left the plan to her selected team, the fleet were getting ready for the destruction of this particular sect. With some of the crew on the Warspite and a few other ships starting to already celebrate the occasion, though of course not to any major way due to still being on duty. On other ships such as the Melena, they were tending to the wounded, and several of the closest ships tried helping out the best they could with makeshift rigging and taking out of fires. During this, the Warspite was struck by two shells, both having struck the bow. While the damage itself was too great to makeshift repair over, and the mages couldn't really do too much here due to the places to get there being too insecure even for them to try passing over, they just froze what they could and sealed the compartment off entirely. Due to the slight listing and angle, a percentage contributed by the ice, it was equalized through icing of a section in the stern, and lowering the ship further into the water. Keeping the ship in proper condition, but greatly slowed down.

The enemy dreadnoughts were at this point being fired upon by multiple vessels, and the undamaged destroyers attempting to take out the defenses for another torpedo run. In this case the fleet's flagship was also joining in, giving the defenders hell and blasting open entire defensive lines with large caliber high explosive shells. After the second hour hit, another set but fewer torpedoes were launched by a single destroyer that quickly got in and out, and through a submarine that safely engaged before evading. A total of seven more torpedoes were launched in against the highly determined enemy, with all but three not detonating. Two more had struck the critically damaged and struggling to remain afloat dreadnought, and another had struck the lesser damaged dreadnought, along with it sustaining heavy shell fire that ripped open the top of it's bow, decking, and turrets. It was rendered mostly inoperable to conduct battle besides it's far stern turret, and was overall engaged in definition under undesirable circumstances, however the Admiral was pleased enough. Displaying that even at range that her ship's shells were still quite devastating on the enemy, if not more so than direct close battle as several other admirals would have more so tried doing. After five minutes, whatever remained within port raised up a white flag in surrender, the port defenders had ran out ammunition for most of their closer guns, and the heavily damaged dreadnought despite already sinking was scuttled by it's surviving crew. This marked the overall end of the battle, as even if the hostile defenders were still determined to fight by picking up rocks, or utilizing rifles, they were now greatly outnumbered and outgunned by what would otherwise also be considered a extremely weak fleet. Unlike similar scenario with their own port invasion, where the Solian forces had obtained reinforcements late when the main force had already left the attack, and a single damaged dreadnought in port with a single gun active kept firing. It was eventually scrapped soon thereafter due to being irredeemable, but entire sections were kept in memory within the delta yard after being moved there.

The ships were easily capable of moving in closer, and some would even have docked. Though most ships, primarily the Melena and some destroyers that were prepared, would have allowed some marines to utilize their escape boats to get to the shore, where they'd stay and take over the base while the boats were returned back to their previous ships. For the submarine, it would of raised high enough for it's tower to be clear of the water, letting out a single ORCAS unit out which proceeded to shore by their own power while the submarine left to safer zones. In the distance, the priate's command ship had finally started rapidly sinking. As well as most other ships, though two that were thought destroyed were just unworthy for battle and pretended to be destroyed, allowing them to evacuate. Meaning a single monitor, two converted ships, and four enemy destroyers had successfully evaded. Their only remaining base for that sect being in a horrible damaged state, and what remained functional such as some of the supply storehouses which by this point was now half or more empty, would now come under control by Sole forces. Along with this, the last remaining enemy dreadnought known so far was now under allied control, where after hours of analysis by the Burj, would be incapable of traveling on it's own power and was instead to be researched and evaluated where it remained, after being pushed back to a nearby surviving dock and tethered. The research being conducted was ordered by the Admiral, and was to see what pirates did to the dreadnought, figure out what ship it was and it's history, any modifications, evaluate the damage caused to it in battle, and any other valuable information about it. After which, it's fate would be decided by admiralty. Finally, the flag was raised on the base, and the supporting ships, primarily the super dreadnought, would begin supporting inland operations through shell fire to eradicate enemy nests that were within range, firing randomly into the land until they had ran out of ammunition. Air recon and prolonged observation would commence when weather conditions were superior. Once they were completed, most would return home. Others would stay and defend the port if needed, but otherwise it was entirely worthless for usual heavy duty repair work, didn't have anymore resources to utilize, and most of it's ammunition stored that did remain or wasn't obliterated in the shelling would be useless on the ships left there.

HMS Warspite QE Super Dreadnought. - Damaged.
HMS Adam Acasta-class destroyer, -Unharmed.
HMS Alice A destroyer, -Critically damaged.
HMS Agatha A destroyer, -Unharmed.
HMS Agota A destroyer, -Destroyed.
HMS Aifric A destroyer, -Destroyed.
HMS Alana A destroyer. -Unharmed.
HMS Lexington L destroyer, -Damaged.
HMS Lindara L destroyer. -Unharmed.
HMS Hermes Highflyer. -Unharmed.
HMS Melena M armoured cruiser. -Critically damaged.
HMS Ellena E sub, -Destroyed.
HMS Enbianka E sub. -Unharmed.
[Praise be to RNGesus.]

Operation Great Again

Operation great again would take place in England, composed of 25,000 overall personnel, 28 QF-1 Pounders, and 59 Maxim Machineguns. After scouts were sent west and north for a time, they would have returned. Beginning the homeland operation. The operation was cut into two sects, northern groups and the southwest group. With the saying of "For Queen and country!" the forces were mobilized. The goal of these detachments were easy, they were to retake their rightful homes from the elements at any cost deemed necessary. The most difficult part would be advancing further north, and the only real thing that worried any of the soldiers was the various types of wetlands to the west. To the soldiers and civilians alike, retaking their lands was like a dream come true, with the other spectrum still holding on to the past and idea of reforming the Empire. With the existence of colonial affairs despite no longer controlling any sort of colony, it made a smaller number, primarily of extremists, believe it was happening and vowed to make the past back into reality.

The operations would have scouting units go further ahead of the main forces, ensuring safe traveling. In the southwest, all was clear. Sole forces were capable of marching in with little resistance, outside of a free for all in the surrounding population, swiftly forcing the armed civilians, mostly with farming tools and older rifles, to surrender while others were gunned down in self defense. As the forces moved throughout the county, they experienced varying difficulty as they passed, finding several abandoned buildings, still inhabited towns, and modern ruins that were still inhabited. It was one of several zones bombarded in defense of what remained of the kingdom. Alot of the buildings that had remained in the countryside were filled with overgrowth from nature, but civilians and criminals alike continued to live there barely. Besides this, not much of any threat was to be found. Any actual nest for wolves or other more serious hazards having been gone for what appeared to be years, or having been hunted out. As the troops marched through, a single photograph was taken of a marching column. Similar could be stated about the local island, which was more civilized of the two locations taken, several local farming communities scattered about. With no real need to further secure it, the new flag was planted in the center of the island and most of the troops besides a hundred men left back to the mainland. They were to secure new lands and prepare for further operations.

In the north however, it was less civilized in comparison. In the north directly, it was entirely empty land with barely anything that could sustain a large force besides active hunting. In the northeast, personnel were attacked by bandits while making camp, with a few having successfully getting past the layered defenses and scouting parties and causing varying injuries of personnel in the middle of the night. Some men immediately retaliated by even using shovels to bash in the attackers' skulls. They could barely see anything, and a few men started firing rounds at the direction of any sounds of struggle. The scouts that didn't return to camp would have fended off small wolf packs, with most having fled in terror of the sound. When a party had returned to the camp two hours before morning and a few minutes after the attack, the returning forces utilized a light to see, armed troops would fire at the surviving bandits while capturing three that were rendered unconscious. Seventeen soldiers were extremely injured, five of which were by allied gunfire, and three more by blunt attack by friend and foe alike. The rest had multiple stab wounds. Outside of these events, it was relatively quiet, with larger animal packs being held off by machine gun fire.

In the northwest, it was mostly all wetlands. Not too deep, but not exactly shallow. The closer to the east the easier to traverse it was, the farther west, the deeper it got. Most vehicles were deemed useless in such conditions, but no boats could be utilized either that close in despite the call for it. They maintained a smaller number of MGs than the rest of the forces, keeping smaller compact ones with them and heavier ones being sent to other fields. Like wetlands controlled already, these had small sections of land moving between the various sections that troops could march over, but not all throughout. They were not wide enough even to support most vehicles either, and the troops decided to march down the various paths. They utilized snipers and scouts to deal with things away from these paths and keep the troops safe. In one case, a strange creature emerged quickly from the water on the right side, it had two arms and a large head with teeth longer than it's fingers. It was quickly reported by scouts, and the marching troops filled it with lead from their rifles as they kept marching past. Officers just filled it up as they passed with their revolvers. After having passed the creature's corpse or just couldn't see it anymore, they'd reset back into standard marching form with their rifles resting on their shoulder. Only the most forwards troops and the ones in the back of the columns traversed with their weapons entirely ready.

Another further out column however would of been attacked by a similar creature, except this time it was mid column when it thrusted itself out of the water on the left side. The creature taking three with it to the opposite side, and a fourth soldier having ducked to avoid it entirely. The troops quickly aimed their rifles into the water at the still visible creature, albeit it violently thrashing in the water and spinning. It didn't even make a sound when it attacked, the only sounds being the soldiers trying scream in the water and get away or get their weapons. After twenty rounds, the creature stopped moving and the water was filled with blood. Two men had made it, one having their leg barely still attached and entire sections of their body bitten deeply, the other having gotten away with nothing more than a slight concussion, and the other was ripped to shreds and floating in the water. After an officer recovered the troops, and sent three more in under direct cover in case of another attack to recover the body, they continued marching. Their orders having to advance to retake their homes at any cost, so only the critically injured could be sent back down the line. As well as this, word was also spread down the entire line about the creatures, with some troops breaking off to inform the others. Some broke off to send word back home about the creatures, with a future plan after integration to study the lands and the effect of no real population nearby. Some of the bodies were also started being sent back for studying. Several other sections of each line were also attacked with varying result, and several scouting parties went missing.

After a three day march with some camps being set up inbetween, they finally made it to the other side of the wetlands. They were incapable of going any further without walking in or a boat, so they proceeded to wait. meanwhile, some MG's and scouting parties were set up along the end of the lines and inbetween, with gunfire often heard at night into the more shallower parts of the waters or directly into the enemy. Since rounds were rendered useless in deeper water they go, the troops and MG operators mostly aimed at anything moving closer to the surface. After two days, most of the missing troops were recovered, all varying in some type of injury. They reported that a few others died due to their wounds and being incapable of being sent back. In one case, a startled group in the night accidentally gunned down a injured soldier that didn't make any sign of being there outside of the brush moving. Once the body was recovered and looked over, it was found that the soldier was incapable of speaking due to their injuries regardless. With the enemies the troops fought in the wetlands usually being concealed by brushed in the varying depths in water, there was no possible way of telling the difference without being dangerously close to begin with. After a month, operations were set up in February seventh to begin containment of some of the hostile creatures away from the forces, and eliminating forms of nests closer to allied lines. The troops were ordered to rest and prepare for further operations, some troops had requested to be cycled out to another front. Like other attacked fronts, a higher military presence and vigilance would be assigned, and additional units in scouting parties would be added only for the sake of keeping them alive. Back in safety, some of the wounded had died of amputation and blood loss, while others died through infected wounds. Though miraculously, the one that barely had a leg left somehow lived through it all. Back in safety both earlier and present, some of the wounded had died of amputation and blood loss, while others died through infected wounds. Though miraculously, the one that barely had a leg left somehow lived through it all. They were eventually sent back to an actual hospital for recovery, while the other wounded were eventually able to be put back into action.

Operation Bright Bloom

Operation Bright Bloom would take place in Northeast Frankia, composed of 15,300 overall personnel, 159 QF-18 pounder guns, 42 BL-60 pounder guns, 5 QF-1 pounder guns, and 33 Maxim guns. The operation would begin through the over zealous bombardment of the land by artillery for five days. This was to clear out any large groupings or nests of hostiles before colonization begun, and prevent any larger anticipated casualties. Since the environment was mostly if not entirely hills, there would be no real destruction of any actual resources due to their deeper depths under the ground, thus deemed acceptable to prevent troops from marching in and being ripped to shreds. The sounds of artillery going off would of been enough to scare off the most determined of lower tiered predators, primarily wolves and pirates, but would of aroused aggressive reaction from what the English considered a true threat, the dire bears. Squad formations of the 66th and 72nd would have been gathered in a line-formation at the border, utilizing their AVB guns when mounted on the ground primarily for stability and handling of recoil. Behind them would stand standard riflemen of the 3rd Infantry Division, aiming down their rifles. Other reserve troops would of been placed throughout weaker sections of the line, or spaced throughout the border in varying distances of both counties.

On the third day of bombardment, during a short break from firing the distant guns, the air was filled with distant roaring quickly closing in. Soon there after, the held back recon team had found their target with binoculars and reported it out loud to distant officers. A large bear-like beast larger than any other, with more appearing as time went on. The vast arrangement of hills being both an advantage and disadvantage to the soldiers, as they had higher ground but even despite the size of their enemy they were concealed temporarily in terms of numbers by the hills. Once they entered effective firing range, an officer fired their service revolver into the air. "FIRE" he yelled out, the single round fired being more so to alert distant troops. AVB gunners would hold off their fire due to distance, with their weapons having a higher maximum firing range, but accuracy varying wildly. This being displayed during previous operations, which is also influence of the order to fire early for riflemen. It was proven too disastrous to engage at closer ranges, which was in of itself problematic since the officers didn't allow their heavy gunners to engage at further ranges. They waited until the dire-bears were at least a few hundred meters away, where officers would then order the gunners to engage.

One AVB gunner pulled the trigger of their large rifle, generating a sound on par with a miniature artillery piece that could be heard for entire miles clearly and distinctively. Firing a large projectile at extreme speeds. The gunner's first shot hit one of the large beasts in the head, simply blasting it apart and still going. Despite it's not as long since debut, there wasn't any other sight like it. "Another turns to dust for my glory." Said the gunner in monotone, their rifle more customized and different to all the others in the campaign outside of one. Instead of one sight or the other, it had a custom sight combining it's original scope and the standard army scope. The rifle was painted silver, with a bright wood colour on it's actual wooden parts by paint meant to highlight it, on the left side of the barrel was engraved 'Royal Blues X07'. The barrel was more refined, and less worn. They rotated clockwise the back end of the barrel where the stock on a normal rifle would be, then pulling it back to reveal a open-top cut out where a large round flew out with smoke. They would simply just take out another round from a bandolier around them, sliding it inside before pushing the cylindrical piece back forwards and rotating it counter clockwise. Besides them was another Burjan gunner, their rifle was the standard type but with a darker barrel. On it's right side was engraved 'Kartsian X01', and the sights were the same as the other rifle. When he also pulled the trigger, he had gained superior result as well in comparison to the other regular gunners. Intentionally firing into one of the more nearer bears' leg and sending it falling over, while it was finished off by cooperative fire by the other Burjan. They were elite forces, both wearing a black uniform with lighter yet still dark blue lines around the stomach section, elbows, and knees. They had shoulder patches on both arms which displayed a soldier with their right arm out, with blue fire coming out of their left eye and the hand of the right arm. On the patch was gold text displaying '101st Lancers'. Another shoulder addition being rank markings, which displayed one as a lieutenant and the other as a second lieutenant. The x07 marked gunner would have been female with the latter male. They both also wore a beret, they were equal in colour as to the blue of their uniforms.

They remained calm and collected as a number of other troops started becoming less than comfortable with the closing and growing number of hostiles coming at them, more being revealed as they passed the varying sized hills. Along with this, the sounds of AVB guns going off even from dozens of miles away along the line, as well as a slightly more quieter firing of rifles was all that could be heard the entire time, with the coming stampede and associated sounds from the dire-bears was nerve-racking. Other AVB guns had varied success, primarily due to where they hit. The bears could keep moving on and taking more shots primarily from standard rifles, while others were rendered immobile or killed. The artillery pieces would begin shelling the area as well once all crews went back to their stations, and observation balloons deployed for more accurate range estimates. As well as this, groups of troops would also begin launching rifle grenades at the enemy once they closed in enough, and machine guns opened fire. They were determined to hold the line and take back their land. Artillery fire being the crowned sound out all of the firepower, and entire rows of enemy combatants collapsing or being ripped to shreds.

Eventually, what had remained mobile and survived the defensive would have finally of made it and breached the lines. The dire-bears would have rammed their way through the lines while others clawed and slashed at them. Some of the AVB gunners would have been crushed by them passing by or severely injured. Despite this, they would continually be engaged by various caliber firepower. Of the remaining dozen that had broken through, many were injured in some way which only aided the Army with killing them. After the battle, they would begin regrouping, recovering the wounded and burying the dead. They buried them accordingly to what they believed in. Christians and it's sects such as orthodoxy were simply buried, Maicianity or maicianists that believed in a pantheon of various forms of gods were dealt with accordingly to desire or particular focus in belief, ranging from being burned, buried, or sent off by boat and given a warrior's funeral, and Zhrovism or Zhrovites were a bit more different. They are not traditionally buried if at all. Their body can be placed in a coffin/casket and sailed or sent down the ocean, they could be weighted and sunk to the sea or oceanic floor, they can be given a warrior's funeral, or they can be buried directly on the coast meeting the water where half of in example their body meets the water and the other land. This being all due to the belief of the body dying, but the soul being reincarnated in a new body or being gifted to become one with the sea and their oceanic gods - goddesses. With various funeral types, it becomes one in part to mostly belief. Those buried or sent off to sail are believed to be reincarnated and revived, those sunken into the water becomes one with life itself, and warrior funerals are for the ones that do not wish to return. It is the most strict of any religion's funeral practices, and the wrong doing of even a single can result in harsh punishment immediately. Primarily depending also on the deceased's rank, court martial followed by firing squad. The religion mostly being strict on funeral type to the person's body. However with atheists, there is usually no real strict preference or pattern. Their bodies usually being buried or burned.

Once completed after a couple days, advancement continued on. The military went to secure the new counties, with horses transporting heavier equipment and additional ammunition through wagons. MGs on the hills were utilized alongside AVB guns to clear out nests, and infantry being more cautious in the area despite no guarantee of working out. Once operations were concluded, there was another few hundred wounded. Afterwards, another unit was sent west. Their objective was to take the mountains, high command wanted more unique materials than the raw amounts alone from the hills. They didn't tell the officers what they exactly aimed for with the mountains, but a cover was set up to give a proper cause alongside resource obtainment, which was a hard to assault vantage point for further operations in Frankia. A smaller detachment of 7,000 were sent to the mountains, with a few of them being cavalry. They would also be carrying more food and water, with a few troops dedicated to carrying more ammunition. They would begin nearing the range, not encountering any truly hostile forces. The troops proceeded to march in deeper, with several groups of troops at varying elevations and distance to secure the range. Despite not being engaged by hostile forces, several sightings of tall figures were seen and ghost-like apparitions. In one report, it was stated that a echoing roar could be heard in the center of the small range, but no overall activity. However an avalanche was caused but evaded successfully, with only at worst some bone fractures or dislocations, and bruising. Other troops were dragged out of the limited yet large height of snow, and integration processing would begin of all captured territories.

An overall report before integration began was based on local populations, some were calm and collected and cheered when seeing supply convoys, others were verbally hostile. But the overall consensus was tolerable to the advancing parties. No unnecessary hate or fear had spread from the presence of the military, as once they had cleared up positions they moved on towards the borders or other fields, leaving smaller garrisons around. That or the populace was pleased through overwhelming threats to them being eradicated. 10,311 civilians were reported to have survived in these zones. They were currently only useful for temporary trading business, as necessary integration steps, infrastructure, and trust had not been started and thus the populace wouldn't budge much. 3,000 civilians were found in the north and northeast counties, 4,000 in the southwest, and a few hundred on the local island. Of the populations, most were regular humans, but rare percentages of Burjans were found in the south. Along with this, officials would be sent to Frankia while cleanup crews were still stationed in both defense and hunting, to map out the new territories and their threats. Their jobs were several, ranging from weather conditions recording and additional travel through some blind spots, all the way to conducting research for where to construct mines. In the mountain range however, only elite forces would guard it along with having various types of officials like researchers, and would more thoroughly survey the surroundings.
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English Channel and Eastern Facility Expansion

Within the English channel and Dover Strait specifically, ORCAS was working undersea. With operations varying from pipe expansion for more efficiency, to maintenance, to expanding naval facilities. These were primarily civilian-based operations, dealing with expanding and maintaining the several different types of pipes there. Within the English channel, it was a combination between small-tier museum salvaging, documenting, memorializing, and preserving the age old battle wreckage, or making sure they were not in the way for submersibles. Despite no need to re-chart the channel, it was considered a safety precaution to map out the safest routes. To the eastern distance of England, the Delta yard was also being expanded. Not only in how many extended ports and their lengths there were, but as well as adding additional drydocks, storage facilities, and more large heavy duty cranes. This was the only real military construction operation.

The Delta yard, the largest port, storage facility, and overall construction yard in Solian naval history, was being expanded upon for housing more vessels and the suggested creation of a new class of ship overall. It wasn't exactly kept a secret, the British were known for showing off but could keep things under wraps if deemed necessary. Along with this, minuscule groups of the Burj complained about pollution of the water by their very own fixation on the navy and paint, but were ignored as usual. Any that remained on active portions of the shipyard protesting were simply sent away, and those that fought authorities were arrested and demoted. The expansion of the yard was being done by utilizing foreign resources primarily after refinement, and large blocks were sunk under the water and attached to the shallowest seabed to act as support for the docks. This would be one of various steps to creating a larger superstructure to hold up the extensions.

The dock sections were to be extended with both existing and new. The newer sections would be mostly further away from the shipyards, enabling vessels to be spaced out and naturally protected by the barriers and distance. This was also a necessity, as to allow newer ships or repaired ships to move from section to section or be deployed while the yard was in heavy use. The design idea being done in experience during a pirate raid as retaliation, where due to lack of distance and proper port, several ships were lined up during maintenance and rearming, allowing the Solian navy to more easily take out that sect of pirates. They believed that to stay top of the line in the naval world, they had to extend their defenses homeward as much as out in the open sea.

Prussian Operations and Activity

As well as arriving for other means, one of the largest was a form of combined fleet exercise operation. With the lack of proper foreign testing methods, and the only true way to test the full capability of the nation's naval forces were to harass pirates, a new solution had to be formed. With the Prussians, the British called this new gimmick as a combined fleet scheme, combined fleet exercise, or just naval war game. It was based on the Prussian creation of a land forces version, but combined with the English's naval games. It was marketed as a way to test, analyze, increase experience, and overall train a navy's forces without actually having to go to war. It was said to be similar to extended trials, but with entire fleets. Thus any persisting weaknesses, structural oversights, handling, specific admirals tactics in a war scenario, and more could be observed and documented for later means. No duds or other techniques had to be invented for it, as the British had already created their own shells and specific torpedoes for such operations. Several shells in fact. Torpedoes were simply regular torpedoes but disarmed or had their charges ripped out and stored somewhere as inactive ordnance, while there would be two shells. A entirely hollow shell, maintaining it's form through reinforcing magic, and a shell filled with a wooden skeleton.

The idea was that even if they caused damage to a vessel by velocity or other remaining factors, the damage could be easily handled. As for the design of the shells themselves, they were to flatten upon impact and either bounce off the hull, or flatten upon impact and stick onto the hull. While these could still cause damage to smaller components and wood, by using velocity and accidentally piercing a ship's hull, the damage would not be significant enough to severely cripple a vessel, sink a vessel, or be too difficult to make makeshift repairs over. The shells in event they don't attach on impact, were to signify their hit through interior contents spilling out onto the hull. This primarily being an assortment of paints stored in small bucket shafts, containing red, yellow, and black paints. Black signified scorching, Yellow was potential fire hazard or interior detonations, and red was a hit in general. The design would essentially work by distance and impact. Yellow if not concentrated enough on impact would simply splatter itself upon the hull, meaning it wouldn't have penetrated and detonated within the vessel, but may have detonated on impact. If some red somehow ended up in the center of the hit, it was considered critical damage. The ability of these different combinations happening were based on arc of fire, velocity, and then the impact itself. The paint would be moving about the shafting as the shell was in flight. This being where the paint may violently splatter upon the hull during a period of movement and vibration beforehand, and essentially making the process entirely randomized.

However, it was cautioned that against wood, the weight of the shells may still pierce through, and with smaller vessels it could potentially cause flooding or disabling of pump systems when hit. The Solians admitted to knowing this fact, through accidental experience against pirates in the Dover strait, where a training operation was canceled to reinforce other fleets, and ended up firing "blanks" at the enemy. One captured ship, the HMS England, had her wooden deck ripped to shreds by plunging fire and caused the pirates to surrender the ship when the turrets got disabled or blocked by jutting out materials. The Solians having long since solved that problem with modification and reconstruction, though it'd be very unlikely for similar experience to happen again and thus the decking was not upgraded. It was also recommended that smaller weapons be used for engaging smaller vessels, as main larger armaments may be wasted upon them, and that it would help both fleets keep their smaller vessels if they fancied keeping them above water. It was also during meetings with the Prussians, admitted that the creation of naval exercises originated from Burjans and Arthakarthians being bored. After terms were set up and agreed to, the SRN sent a fleet for the exercise. It was, on paper, a simple staged process.


First stage was first contact and engagement, this would take place at a far distance outside of view of Prussian mainland. The Solian Royal Navy would have access to their entire sent fleet, and the Prussians would have access to a fleet fitting similar size or less so if they desired. The stage would end with all of one side's ships "destroyed" or "crippled".

Second stage would be Prussian reinforcements, where some of the ships from the first stage are removed from the exercise, but far more reserved ships could be called in. The stage would not entirely factor in to a win or lose for either side, and was more so to experiment and see how the Prussians handled larger scale operations. The goal was the decimation of larger SRN ships for the Prussians, and the decimation of the Prussians entire fleets in general as the victory conditions.

Third stage was closing in and closer distance fighting. Any ships lost from the second stage would be entirely removed from the exercise, with slight exceptions to smaller vessels for Prussians. The goal was decimation of the Sole fleet, and the Solians to take out Prussian capital ships.

Fourth stage would be bombardment and landing range for the SRN, where the goal is to remove in some way all Prussian ships, or get allied larger vessels or capital ships in range of the Prussian mainland for "bombardment and landing". The Prussian goal would be the destruction or crippling of the entire Sole fleet. This stage would also calculate any Solian loses from the previous stage, but still remaining numerous to make other stages relevant. If all Solian vessels were however destroyed in the third stage, then only by Prussian approval could the next stage continue on. Only exception being if the first stage was a overwhelming victory for the Solians despite loses.

The final stage would consist of actual landing. Mock boats attached to all large enough ships made of wood would be loaded up and sent to the Prussian mainland, where the goal was to plant a flag as deep as possible into Prussian mainland, preferably a large defensive position. The Prussian goal being the decimation of Solian marines, and to not lose their "headquarters." A flag that has to remain standing, and can only be considered lost if Prussian infantry had entered range to grab the flag and remove it then replace it with their own.

Finally, these stages would be repeated several times for the course of over a week to finalize tests and observations, before both sides could return to previous operations or home. The Prussians, keeping with stereotype of their own creations long ago, were marked as blue, and the SRN red. That in of itself seemed like a stereotype that marked some of the crews the wrong way, despite being devised by the Burjans. Which usually marked themselves in darker colours such as black in their own operations.

With this being done, the Sole fleet would be sent.
It consisted of:
Led by Admiral Dexter Ashford.

HMS England, Queen Elizabeth Super Dreadnought,
HMS King George V, King George V dreadnought,
HMS Tiger, Tiger-class Cruiser,
HMS Angelica, Angelica battlecruiser.
HMS Alexandria, A battlecruiser.
HMS Acasta, Acasta-class destroyer,
HMS Anderson A destroyer,
HMS Ashton A destroyer,
HMS Ashley A destroyer,
HMS Abarrane A destroyer,
HMS Aron A destroyer,
HMS Abbott A destroyer,
HMS Abby A destroyer,
HMS Abigail A destroyer,
HMS Abraham A destroyer,
HMS Abram A destroyer,
HMS Achilles A destroyer,
HMS Ace A destroyer,
HMS Ada A destroyer,
HMS Dunkirk D-class Sub,
HMS Monika, minotaur-class armoured cruiser,
HMS Indefatigable, indefatigable-class battlecruiser,
HMS Link, Laforey-class destroyer.

Along with this, after the commissioning ceremony was done, the Queen wanted to take the Kaiser back to a palace party in England. Everyone else already had an invitation, and would be started at a specified time, shortly before the Queen would of potentially arrived back.
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Naval Activities

For several months the Admiralty wanted to plan out a entirely new class of vessel, being first spearheaded as an idea by the Admiral of the Fleet. This was to correspond to the upcoming rearmament programme, to use newly acquired resources to rebuild the Royal Navy. This was to contain at least a single new vessel type if not more, as well as upgrade existing ships. This was problematic because the Admiral of the Fleet kept gunning down most of their new ideas which were all mostly traditional designs. Two plans were for a enlarged Queen Elizabeth, three for constructing a temporary ship similar to the King George, one for the recreation of the Orion-class ships, and four for creating a new ship entirely but having a combination of the Queen Elizabeth and King George armour that'd be set at a maximum speed of 21 knots. While some of these ideas had parts of them retained for future inspection, the overall plans were all gunned down before they could even reach proper explanation.

The Admiral of the Fleet had specifically requested a entirely new experimental ship not yet seen before, to solve the issues of most royal naval vessels and set a entirely new standard. With her needs not yet met and patience thin, she devised her own plan by hiring a group of Navpois and Burjans, and aid in the process under a very specific criteria, and to not bother with it if it didn't fit most of her ideal project. Her list was quite simple, a ship that could reach over 24 knots based on the Angelica-class, a heavy weight vessel that like her husband imagined before her would be entirely big gunned with the best in the business, could be utilized as a direct command ship for the fleet similar to her use of her iconic Warspite, utilized many highly experimental design aspects, reached a beam no wider than 33.52 meters and at very least reached 30, was no deeper than 11 meters, had a maximum length of 242.33 meters, a tower which was heavily reinforced, and had a superior ability for both emplacement and interior armouring modernization to increase it's lifespan. The vessel was marked off to be a psychological weapon against the Navy's competition and enemies. She knew exactly what she wanted, and where it should be dedicated to. While very strict, the two parties primarily involved figured out a way to make the project a reality. The great admiral had refused to allow more than a single human to also be part of the creation process, as most normal admirals and associates outside the two parties did not believe that such a project was feasible. Thus only a single one at any time or stage was allowed, to prevent unnecessary tampering. Once the first set of plans started being theorized, the non-numerous party was bewildered as the refusal of installing torpedo tubes aboard the ship, despite a known weakness during the Dover battle long ago where such a ship was obliterated through their tubes.

After three months, to a day before January second on the Solian calendar, the first series of plans were officially completed on it's theorized scale. There were three redrawn plans, a modified Angelica class version, a entirely new ship which was under the maximum length but extremely wide in beam with smaller weapons and casemates, and the third plan which displayed a highly experimental weapon with entirely new turret design as well. Something not previously requested within the criteria. This model shared some ideas as the other two plans, but met the fullest of the criteria besides beam. Where the beam was 32.3 meters, the draft/draught was 9 meters and theorized to be about 9.42 when fully loaded, length was at maximum, the interior armouring scheme would be quite open and free but confined in largely compartmentalized spaces, but enable enough room which would be utilized as ammunition storage, supplies, and/or a larger engine. the armour would be a unconventional form of standard armour, being moved where the Burjans believe it'd be more useful than placing equal amounts everywhere throughout the ship. The main armament would consist of four turrets, filled with two 15 inch guns each. Her hull had no exterior platforms or walkways, with the entire hull being equally leveled. Diverging it further than most if not all traditional designs. This meant even more room onboard the ship, and if the option was necessary, additional interior armour could be added during construction or later in time with the necessary reconstruction. Along with this, there was also an added bulge to the bottom of the bow. The secondary guns were to be housed in their own fully rotating turrets for two fully elevating guns. For modernization in armament, several empty platforms and space on the superstructure and deck was added. A entirely new design of superstructure was also to be implemented, with it's mast still consisting of a existing design from the Queen Elizabeths. The forwards structure was influenced through a extremely rare demographic of humans in the kingdom that remained, that would be theorized to help with reinforcing the structure and better hold up the mast during heavy stress. The creators after some finalization would then send the design to admiralty, a day before the Admiral of the Fleet had left for a operation.

Admiral Elizabeth was fond of this proposed seventh design. It was listed as having the highest speed of all the plans. She also enjoyed the secondary batteries, removing the need to emplace many smaller guns throughout the hull, with these being capable of increased size. Elizabeth considered it in her mind to being a new HMS Dreadnought, one in hoped to be more numerous and long lasting. After further analysis of the plans, she personally rehired the creators to officially begin construction on this warship, but having to start with creating tests for feasibility of all the experimental features. But she demanded it to not be in public knowledge to prevent foreign countries from understanding it's true measurements and armament when construction did begin on a official hull, thus ending up in a future cycle of name-modified plans simply titled model seven, all of the armament was relisted as smaller weaker weapon systems, and the speed was falsely listed. This being to prevent leaking or other mishap, with only the highest in office knowing the truest extents of the design as well as any changes. In some versions, even the design of the bottom half of the hull was simply modified to look like other vessels without the bulge. The time to construct the ship fully for commissioning would be considered to take longer, as the side armament was actually a bit larger than most other secondary batteries in the RN. With anything fitting remotely the size being too big besides the type used on the Angelica, and thus a new design had to be created specifically for the ship. In total before the great admiral left, three of these ships were ordered if the design was proven feasible. The highest the Admiral could decide to make without obtaining more resources, but a number which would not be modified regardless.

Construction of separate experimental models would take place in one small section of the furthest drydocks technically in but near the Delta yard. Access to that section of the yard being fenced off like some of the standard private ones, but with a sealed gate. Hidden guards from the department of intelligence with concealed weaponry were to be dotted about within, meant to generally distract and discourage further entree by non-registered personnel and only to utilize force if absolutely necessary. Resources could be brought in by smaller ships at night or by train, and a larger loyal workforce consisting of primarily Burjans would be involved to decrease construction time, but not large enough to be as significant as previous quickly built ships due to the higher level of needed secrecy. They didn't want anything concrete known about the ship during construction, and wanted at least a small amount of time during operations to remain secret in appearance to some extent. A drydock was used for testing as it was the largest yet easily sealed place for experimenting, creating a bulge model as well as a torpedo bulge, where they'd be tested, and the bulge section when completed could be easily hidden off or marked off as something else and taken to another location under Sole control for testing, primarily to fire at it with shells and torpedoes. In a matter of fact, several iterations of the relatively still experimental idea was to be created. Once all testing was done, the changes would be brought to the design with their knowledge, and the same drydock would be capable of being used to construct the actual ships when the time came.

Other things and also a summary for those that are too busy or just lazy

Expansion, three campaigns. Operation Seaside which is a naval invasion and land support which succeeds, Operation Great Again for retaking the homeland, and Operation Bright Bloom for the taking of some lands in northern Frankia. 10,300 civilians found in land, around 421 casualties that vary between actual death and just injury. The beginning processes of land surveying and integration start.

Expanding naval facilities, charting the undersea of the English channel, and maintaining - expanding piping.

A fleet as well as earlier, the Queen, is sent to the Prussians for several events. to watch their ship commissioning, and the fleet sent over to war games/military exercise. The Queen wanting to take the Kaiser back for a party in England.

Experimenting and constructing test models for a future new design begins.

Sprinkling of history throughout the post, random details to fill out the post, as well as further detailing of the post.​
 

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