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  1. Seylos

    Doom of Ceris

    Kieron grabbed the helmet on his head and hid behind the top of the wall, dropping his gun in the process. For the first time in days the people outside the walls were making a decisive push. He was terrified. He fumbled for a bit trying to pick up his old rifle but glanced over to the top of the decaying concrete fortifications that held the city. There were constant flashes from across the tree line obscured in the light early morning fog. He would feel the bullets as they impacted across the old concrete around him, and from inside the city he could see the mortars hitting the streets and buildings. “How much longer do you think?” Kieron said, looking over to his aunt. She looked at him solemnly, just trying to think of something to say but nothing reassuring could come to her mind, “I’m sorry junge, I know these people. Es wird eine lange nacht.” “You know them…?” Kieron started before more shouts began across the walls. He took a peek over and didn’t understand what he saw at first. The fog was moving toward them, how was that possible, he thought to himself. Nicole glanced over, her eyes widening, “Now come on junge, we don’t have any time!” ------ It had been a day since they had passed Homburg. Each member of the squad had been horrified by what they had seen. Major Arran and Lieutenant Maura had kept a cool demeanor, but Claire and Oswin hadn’t been able to shake what they had seen. Homburg has been nothing but a grave, not a battleground as they had assumed when first approaching the pillars of smoke from afar. In Fulgistan it had never been murdered villagers and torched cities, just a war. A bloody war, but something with some sense of rules. Every man, woman, child had been slaughtered in Homburg and they were afraid of what was next. In this distance a familiar sight greeted them, smoke columns. They drove for a small while longer and then stopped, Arran simply saying, “We don’t leave here without her or her intel.” ------- Nicole dragged Kieron into their home as the fog began to envelope the city. She shut the door, stuffing rags in every cranny she could fine. “Tante, what’s going on? Why are we leaving? The wall can’t hold…” Nicole rand up to up grabbing Kieron by the face, “Shut up. I have to find what I’m looking for.” She turned her attention through rummaging through the piles of things all over the home. Eventually she came up holding two masks. She spent a moment looking at them, a look of dread, then acceptance coming over her face. She unscrewed the front of one replacing it with another and handed it to Kieron. “Quickly put this on,” she said, glancing up in paranoia. The gunshots from outside were coming closer as well as the screams. “We have friends coming, and I have something you need to know.” Suddenly the door to the basement burst open, a man with a rifle and gas mask ready to fire. ---------------- They wormed their way through the city, a thick cloud obscuring their vision. All of them had donned their hazard gear before entering the main walls. Nobody on the team had seen this before, but luckily they had a map of exactly where this ‘Nicole’ woman would be living. All around them gunshots and screams could be heard. Occasionally Claire and Oswin would stop for a moment trying to get it out of their heads, they had been trained to run towards the suffering of others, but they knew their mission. Each of them advanced slowly through the fog, their protective gear on knowing the probability of what they were walking into. “The map says twenty more meters, ready up,” Arran said, gunshots ringing out close to them. His mask was obscuring his vision but he could still see the dead lining the streets, some still alive writhing in pain. He knew what the rest of his team would think but he was positive they understood the importance of the mission. Arran came up on a door, marked with the address number he had memorized. The rest of the squad came to a half behind him, their arms on each others shoulders. “Ketzerin! Stop!” he heard. He didn’t wait for the others, he rounded the corner of the doorway and quickly fired two rounds into the man he found. Arran waited for a moment before he heard a woman call out from the stairwell that led down. “Seylosi!?” Arran suddenly remember they hadn’t had any callsign or password to establish who they were. He glanced back at the others, all of whom gave some form of shrug. “Ambassador Finaley sent us!?” He yelled out, sounding more like a question than a statement. He hoped she would listen, hearing the storming of the city outside. “Hurry quickly, inside!”
  2. So I will say it will definitely be necessary to flesh out a bit more of why you are going in RP. At moment we kind of just see a character reading about things which have already occurred. In the case of our fleets, Tagmatium and Seylos came to an agreement before all of this to cooperate on stabilizing the area. If Seylos sees a Sayfi fleet just rolling up without previous contact they are going to get heavily concerned and be put on the alert. You've mentioned Astaria, Ashein, Rewhain, Uthington, and Secyrae. Astaria is solidly a Seylosian cultural state. You would get extreme resistance from Seylos posting troops there. Ashein is a larger nation with a strongman in control. It's going to be very difficult for you to just have 5000 troops be there. It would make the strongman look weak. Rewhain would be an easier in than the two above. A relatively stable nation with an unstable Hodrea next door. However they fought a long conflict for independence so it will take a lot to gain a big influence over them if that's your goal. Uthington is an ok possibility as well. But I think the issue I'm seeing that others have mentioned is you have essentially given yourself influence, troops, and bases in these countries without ever meeting them before. A joint-military base full of 5000 troops that have never been RPd to be sent there, massive investments in infrastructure in Astaria, a naval base lease in Uthington for an entire fleet. I think we need a lot more of your nation building up to the point you've already posted you are at. A lot more expanded RP is going to have to be written in my opinion before you have such substantial assets located in Ceris. Seylos is their direct neighbor and I haven't had the time to building up the connections seen here. After saying all that let me say that you can press forward with any of these options. There is nothing here you can't do, but you have to know the consequences it could have to the rest of the region and not just have all this stuff be there.
  3. There's a bit about this that concerns me. On discord this seems to have just been handed over, which feels fairly unusual. These are pretty substantial chunks of land and if both country's have relatively similar populations it's basically a 50% increase in Variota's population. Are these nations going to stay the same? Or are they going to revert to some kind of proto colonial state to build them up? If anything I just want to make sure there is quite a bit of RP to justify this very large expansion. Is there an RP in the works for this?
  4. Seylos

    Doom of Ceris

    “Your Majesty… are you sure this is the right response? Coming across too aggressive could mean significant souring of relations between @Variota and Seylos.” Aidan leaned forward in his chair looking at Minister Tatum, “I understand the diplomatic implications. But we can’t allow the Variotan’s to threaten our backyard. Ceris isn’t a slice of territory to carve up and be split amongst the powers of Eurth. If Seylos is too keep her standing, we make our stand with Zapsa.” “And what of @Gallambria?” Tatum asked. A question he knew Aidan would have trouble responding to. “What about them Geoffrey?” “We might be an observer in Trident, but Gallambria is treaty bound to stand with her allies. Seylos and Gallambria might have a strong connection but do you think they will drop their standing in Trident to stand with us over this dispute?” Aidan glanced down, taking a moment to think, “I don’t think Gallambria will do anything. They don’t want to lose us, but they won’t want to lose Trident. The rest of the Trident nations know what a provocation this is. This is almost tantamount to an offensive.” Geoffrey stood up, “Is it Your Majesty? Do we see Variotan armed forces crossing our waters to occupy Zaspa?” Aidan stood as well but caught himself. He was momentarily outraged that Tatum would approach him like this, but he had grown to know better. “We don’t. But we have to act now to make sure they don’t. But we have an out.” Minister Tatum sat down again, looking ashamed of himself, “I apologize Your Majesty. I assume you mean Hodrea.” Aidan nodded, “The ambassador has called for assistance.” Tatum nodded, “So we send something in response, and in turn we have sizeable forces near Zaspa?” “I’ve already ordered the Defiant and her escorts to the area. I’m sorry Geoffrey, I meant to tell you but… I feel this time it needs to be done. Ceris needs a guardian.” Tatum took a moment, moving past his initial anger, “Just tell me Your Majesty, are we their saviors?” ------------------------ Outside Kassel, Hodrea “So… they’ve fortified themselves?” High Priest Wetzel Carran said. The captain in front of him nodded giving a slight bow, “Yes, they detected our approach. The scattering of militia have rallied around the city hiding behind the walls.” Carran brushed his chin, somewhat comically almost like a super villain. Of course he didn’t think of himself that way at all, what he needed was the city to submit. Their way north towards the capital needed to be cleared. “The artillery?” His captain shook his head, “The Hodrean artillery… liberated from their reserves will take time to get here. Several days.” “Well,” Carran said, “I suppose the Speaker won’t mind if we move more quickly than anticipated.” He walked out of his tent, followed by the almost cowering captain. He took a look across the river, seeing the old concrete walls in the distance through the night fog. Lights occasionally flickered across them as the militia patrolled them. “The shipment from the rebels on Eire… is it here?” The captain’s eyes widened, “Would the speaker…?” “Is it here?” Carran asked, his voice harsher still staring off at the city. “It is Your Eminence.” Carran turned around facing the captain with a smile, “Well then… Kill them all and be done with it. It must be sent.”
  5. Seylos

    Doom of Ceris

    "Your Majesty," A voice from behind Aidan said. He glanced behind him to see Minister Tatum.. His office was dark as he had been busy watching various films on an older projector in the room. Aidan stood up and faced the minister. "Sorry Geoffrey, I've been a bit distracted as of late." Minister Tatum nodded, "Of course sir, however I do bring news. Both good an bad." Aidan inhaled lightly before he replied, "The bad then." "We've had continued reports from Ceris. It's becoming worse faster than we predicted. The government of Stroiyhein has... collapsed. The only reliable government we still have contact with in that area is Zapsa. And if they fall to the Variotan offer..." "I'm aware, we will have another meeting on this soon," Aidan replied sounding distant. He took a moment to look at the time on his computer screen, "Assembled another emergency session for midnight. And your good news?" "The governments of Cenia, Seskoaburg, Esnos, and Atrya have approached us for assistance. They wish to express that our common cultural ties could result in some form of assistance for their countries..." Aidan waved his hand, "Set it up Geoffrey. We'll hear them out." Minister Tatum nodded, sensing he was no longer wanted in the room, "Yes Your Majesty. I'll get back to you soon on the details." Aidan simply grunted as the minister left the room. He immediately returned his attention to the films that were on display before another knock on his door, "Come in..." Dustin slowly opened the door, peeking through as he came in, "I'm sorry, I just wanted to check in -" Aidan interrupted him, pointing at the films on the projector, "Did you know that we had a hand in all of this." Dustin walked in gazing at the films on the screen. He could see soldiers, what he assumed were Seylosian, holding their weapons over a group of people. He tried his best to watch as the Seylosian opened fire on them. He had been a soldier, but never in his life had he ever been a participant to such brutality. Aidan stopped the film, lightly hitting a switch on the projector. "We may not have caused this Dustin... but we helped pushed the over the edge" Dustin, pushing away his feeling went to his partner, "Aidan, what did we do?" Aidan still seeing far way gestured at the film reels, "My father killed so many people, just to prevent the people of Ceris coming together. To rival us. My grandfather, he recorded it all as a failsafe. He wanted to make sure that he had... a sort of blackmail against Seylos." They stood in silence for a moment before Dustin spoke up, "Are you him?" Aidan glanced at him before staring off at the closest wall, "Am I just some monarch? Just another king in a long-" Suddenly Dustin grabbed his face, forcing Aidan to look at him, "Aidan Redmond, that's who you are. You aren't your father, you aren't your brother, and by god you aren't your damn grandfather. They did terrible things, but you haven't. I love you and you're a better man do you hear me?" Aidan gazed into his eyes, "I don't want to be like them..." Dustin with a bit of tears in his eyes made him stand up, and look him face to face, "Then what are you going to do Aidan?" Aidan gently grabbed Dustin's hands and held them down, straightening his back while standing up, "Save Ceris."
  6. Seylos

    Doom of Ceris

    “How was your holiday Your Majesty?” Minister Tatum asked as Aidan and him walked into his office. Aidan took a seat staring at the pile of documents that had been piling up on his desk before turning on his computer at his desk. “It was good, it was nice to take time for myself. I’m still surprised that Secretary Almas had extended the invitation to visit Fulgistan. I did get to ride the horse he gave me last year though.” “Ah wonderful Your Majesty. I’m glad you had the opportunity, though you may want another holiday after we start today’s meeting.” “Yes right… everything on Eurth going to hell. Just hit me with it Geoffrey.” “The situation in Ceris is deteriorating rapidly, far faster than we can deal with. We’ve been trying to sort through the reports as fast as we can but we believe with relative certainty that Ceris is on the verge of quite possible the greatest humanitarian crises we’ve ever seen.” “We’ve known Ceris has been bad for awhile now, exactly how the hell did it get bad so fast?” “In essence many of the major governments in the region are on the verge of collapse, and most of the countries in question have had severe economic depressions. Seylos, and for that matter most countries that would bother, simply can’t provide enough aid in resources to combat this. Not too mention now, Hodrea is on the verge of total collapse as opposed to simply unstable in past years.” Minister Tatum said, pulling out his own laptop and started sorting through documents. “What’s our international situation like at the moment?” Tatum looked up at Aidan raising a single eyebrow, “Dismal your Majesty. All reports indicate Ceris is becoming quite the free for all. The matter of most pressing concern is the recent @Variotan… offers to Zaspa.” Aidan pushed his hands into his face, “No no, please tell me they didn’t.” “Indeed they did Your Majesty. Variota has offered a… buyout for the entire country. As a matter of foreign policy this would be a disaster if Seylos couldn’t prevent this. Not to mention how reckless it is to inject such a massive quantity of money into such a small economy.” “F*cking hell, they just want to buy the whole nation? I swear to god this planet only gets more insane by the day. ” “We’ve also heard rumblings from @Tagmatium Rules on their interest in the region, as well as the arrival of @Fulgistani troops in Ganlin.” There was a knock and the door and Aidan turned himself from the minister for the second, “Come in.” A tall man in a Seylosian army uniform walked in and gave a brief salute, “Your Majesty, if I may have a moment.” Aidan rolled his eyes, “Let me guess General Nathaniel someone is invading Ceris now.” The general looked mildly shock for a second, “Well, it is certainly possible though they wouldn’t be quite as successful with the numbers they have.” “You’re f*cking kidding me, now what,” Aidan groaned. “A ship docked yesterday at Swansea, on board were several hundred individuals identifying themselves only as religious missionaries hailing from @Metztlitlalio. Many off boarded seeking supplies in the general area. What’s concerning is upon inspection their ship was found to be carrying a large quantity of small arms, and their stated destination is the Oclait Territory in Ceris. Their paperwork was in order however, and they were allowed to disembark unarmed to fulfill whatever further needs they required before shipping off. The Swansea police stepped up security but they reported no notable incidents.” “Ok!” Aidan exclaimed hitting both his hands on his desk, “Geoffrey call an emergency meeting of all ministry and defense heads. This is getting out of hand. I want them here in the next two hours. I go on holiday for one week, and this is what I come back to.”
  7. How will this affect the continuing evacuation?
  8. Official Timeline of Events in Ceris (These Happen in Order) -Kieron Bretz and Nicole Hannelore rescue a Hodrean Militia survivor off the banks of the Kassel River. -Major Arran Grahame and his special forces team arrive in Hodrea's capital at the request of Ambassador Finaley -Major Grahame's team arrives at Homburg, Hodrea where they discover smoke in the distance. -The people of Kassel prepare for a siege from an unknown attacker -Bulgenstazi special forces Team Khla arrives at Noremburg, Criasia and then make their way to Rusheau in order to support a Rusheauan revolutionary group. -Fulgastani 15th Mounted Rifle Regiment arrives in Ganlin in order to support the country from Rusheau's aggression. -Tagmatium's Agios Basilikon Kounsistorion made the decision to intervene in the Ceris state of Secryae.
  9. Seylos

    Doom of Ceris

    Outside Homburg, Hodrea The squad had been traveling for the past day but due to the state of the roads they hadn’t been able to make as much progress as they were hoping. Of course the group was fairly used to less than Seylosian standards when it came to a country’s infrastructure. Last time they had been deployed they had spent weeks on open plains in southern Fulgistan helping track down rebels. At the very least dirt roads felt like a luxury, that and they didn’t have to ride horses to get around. Oswin was in the back struggling with a paper map trying his best to find their position, “Alright I think… yes we’re about to come up on a town called Homburg. I think” Arran glanced behind him while behind the wheel of the jeep, “I think doesn’t fill me with a lot of confidence Corporal.” “Well sir even as a mere enlisted man I had to get a degree, and I think somewhere in those classes they covered looking at a map.” Oswin huffed. Arran chuckled to himself,”Right well, we need some petrol. This is going to be as good as it gets.” Mauru turned her head towards Arran from the passenger seat, “Sir… I know this area of the country has been pretty neglected but we know a lot of people still live here. I haven’t seen any sort of vehicle for the past hour.” Arran sighed, shifting his hands on the steering wheel, “I know, but for the moment we don’t have much of a choice do we? It’s not like we have horses this time.” ------------ Kassel, Hodrea Kassel was settled for mainly one reason, and that was it’s defensibility. The old Hodrean government had built a fort in the area, and the old commander had decided to take things a bit far. It was built much like a classic old fortress, though slightly smaller and with walls made of concrete. Decades ago however the fort was abandoned, but then taken over by stragglers looking to make a new life on the Kassel River. Kieron was peering over the walls into the dense fog of the night looking for anything like he had seen the night before. To his right he heard some footsteps approaching and spun to the side in fright. “Relax junge,” The man chuckled as he approached. “Oh sorry Mr. Wynne, I didn’t notice you comin’ up.” “What’s got you so spooked junge?” Wynne said looking out over the river like Kieron. Kieron sighed, “I don’t know Mr. Wynne, just something I saw the other night. When me an’ Auntie docked. Stuff through the fog you know. I mean there has to be a reason that militiaman was hurt and all. Has to be someone out there.” “Fog is a great place to be seeing things. Don’t let your imagination run wild.” Wynne said, though Kieron could see the older man take out his binoculars and peruse around the perimeter of the river. Kieron looked back out over the river himself. It was a deep black beyond the floodlights on the outside of the walls. Again he swore he saw the blackness move. He jumped over to Wynne practically slapping him on his shoulder, “Mr. Wynne, seriously over there look!” Wynne brought his binoculars over to wear Kieron had pointed and stood still for a moment. “Kieron, I need you to sound the alarm now. Go junge! Now!” ------------ Homburg, Hodrea The squad was continuing its journey down the road when they finally began to see something they weren’t expecting in the distance. Smoke. Arran continued to drive for a small while before pulling the car over on the side of the road, “Gear up everyone. I think we’ve found what the ambassador was looking for.”
  10. Seylos

    Doom of Ceris

    Outside Kassel, Hodrea Kieron heaved at the gillnet as he struggled to pull it about the fishing boat him and his aunt were aboard. They had been out on the river looking for a better catch but by now he knew not much was left. Nicole walked across the small deck to Kieron and gazed into the water, shaking her head. “I never should have given up that government job,” she sighed. “Though I suppose I wouldn’t have much of a job anyway on account of almost no government. Go ahead and pull the rest of that up Kieron, we aren’t catching much of anything today.” Many years ago the Kassel River held an abundance of fish, especially salmon as they traveled upstream. But these days the river had already been far too overfished, and each year less and less fish were found in their part of the river. Nicole had no doubt that the river was exhausted, which meant yet another lifeline for their home of Kassel, ingeniously named after the river, was cut. Nicole started the engine on the boat, ready to take it back down the river to Kassel when she heard Kieron shouting from behind her. “Aunt Nicole look! On the bank!” Nicole craned her head around to look at was Kieron was pointing at. On the west river bank was a man crawling out of the brush. He wore a soldier’s uniform, or at least the insignia of a unit. Even from a distance she could tell the man was Hodrean Militia. She swung the boat around, guiding it towards the bank, “Kieron, get the first aid kit ready, looks like he’s hurt.” ------------- Liechnenfax, Hodrea In the truest Hodrean style, Liechnenfax was sprawling mess. Like many Ceriser nations Hodrea was the shining beacon of horrid inequality, poverty, and most importantly overpopulation. The urban center covered an enormous land area, with the city center holding some of the largest buildings. Any “skyscrapers” to be seen outside of the city center were nothing more than decaying tenant blocs containing far too many people. When Major Arran Grahame stepped off the back ramp of the helicopter he was treated to perhaps the best view of the grey city. Located on one of a series of hills surrounding the city center, the Seylosian embassy in Liechnenfax came with its own helipad, on account of the horrific travel times and general safety issues associated with traveling through the city. “Major! I’m glad you’ve finally arrived!” A man yelled over the slowing helicopter turbines, “I’m Ambassador Finaley, I’m hoping the journey wasn’t too uncomfortable getting here.” The major stepped to the side of the ramp setting a bag down and extending his hand to the Ambassador, “Nothing me and my team aren’t used to sir. I haven’t had straight forward travel plans in Ceris yet.” “Well I can assure you we won’t be breaking that streak today,” Finaley replied grasping the major’s hand, “Let’s get inside and discuss the details.” Arran motioned for his team to follow him as he tailed the ambassador back to the embassy compound. Walking in he felt relief as the air conditioning hit him, a luxury few could afford in Hodrea, and a luxury he and his team was rarely treated to in the field. They all sound found their way to a large conference room where each of them took a seat after the ambassador motioned towards the chairs. “Normally I would have protested over such a mission, but the situation lately has become… difficult,” Finaley said, taking a seat himself. “I’m sorry you haven’t been told the details until now, but we wanted to make sure this was under wraps until your team arrive Major. Would you mind intriducing your team to me?” “Of course sir, Lieutenant Maura my XO, Sergeant Claire, and Corporal Oswin,” Arran paused, “Sir I won’t lie, this is all very strange getting order directly from a civilian authority.” “I understand Major,” Finaley nodded, “In this particular case it’s a matter that I suppose I’ve pulled a few personal strings to get investigated. The Crown has given me some authority in this matter. Information is hard to come by in Hodrea, and Seylos’s presence in the country is… wanting at best. But reports of a somewhat mysterious nature have been filtering in from the south west and it reminds of me of an enemy we’ve encountered once before.” “Are we talking reconnaissance sir?” “Indeed Major. We’ve requisitioned a vehicle for you and your team to use to cross the country. Local law enforcement shouldn’t be too much of an issue, considering the governmental breakdown Hodrea has been experiencing the past few months. They can barely pay their militia forces let alone their police. Air travel is non existent to the south side of the country, almost every civilian airstrip has been closed down in recent years, and I’d prefer to keep the mission a bit less obvious than flying a plane down there.” Finaley stood up and picked up a small remote on the table, turning on the meeting room’s ceiling projector. On the screen a map of Hodrea appeared, “I want you to travel to the town of Kassel, I have a contact there that used to work in the Hodrean Diplomatic Department before their downsizing. Her name is Nicole Hannelore, I haven’t been able to get in contact but she’ll know who I am. I’ve heard rumors that most settlements south of Kassel have stopped reporting in to the central government, though of course they deny it all.” “Sir?” Lieutenant Maura slightly raised her hand, “Is this all we’ve got to go on? Just quiet towns and a long drive?” “Look, I understand this is incredibly vague. But the fact is, we have no idea what is happening down there. And I have my suspicion that something even worse is happening over the entire island.” ----------- Kassel, Hodrea Nicole and Kieron pulled the boat up to their river dock at Kassel. By the time they had gotten back it was night time and a dense fog had started to roll in. Waiting for them were a few men who grabbed the ropes as Kieron threw them and Nicole slowly guided the boat in. “Catch anything Nicole?” One of the men asked as he heaved the boat towards the dock. “Verdammt river’s got no fish in it.” Nicole replied, turning off the engine as the boat settled in. “Nicht noch einmal. I suppose it’s time to add another notch to my belt eh?” The man said, trying his hardest not to sound disappointed. “At least those damn missionaries have left town.” “As much as I’d love to be miserable with ya, take Kieron here and go grab the doctor would ya? We found one of those militamen that passed through here. He’s in rough shape down below.” “Ist das jetzt dein ernst!? You want me to just leave you alone out here with that guy?” Kieron said, almost shouting. “I don’t think your skinny little body is going to protect me any better than the gun at my hip, I’ll be fine junge. Go on now, the man isn’t going to heal himself.” Kieron sighed stealing a quick look out into the fog. He could have sworn he saw shapes moving out in the distance of the fog, just beyond the light of the docks.
  11. Commodore Linnette Rowland stood on the bridge of the HMS Terra Firma gazing out onto the water in front of her and seeing just the smallest hint of land in the deep distance. The Commodore had been given hasty command of the refugee fleet that was heading out to Haruspex from Norfolk. Admiral Forrest had made the decision to send whatever assets she could immediately even with the possibility of a coalition fleet meeting at Norfolk to go en masse. With Seylos's closer proximity to Haruspex, it was decided to send their fleet out first since the coalition fleet would take time to assemble, and in the mean time people were still being sent to the camps. Another man stepped up beside her, dressed in the some of the most elegant formal wear she had seen, Lord Charles Haynes had been sent along as a sort of 'special ambassador to assist in the processing of onboarding the refugees in the timeliest manner. "Well Commodore, I see our destination in finally in sight," Haynes said as he took his place beside her. "I can't say I envy the task." Rowland raised her eyebrow at Haynes, "I'm surprised you feel that way Lord Haynes." Haynes look at her with a slight bit of shock betrayed in his expression, "Really Commodore? Do you think I don't care for those people and their suffering?" "From what I've seen of many of the nobility... I would say not so much." "Well you'd be very wrong them Commodore," Haynes scoffed, but then his eyebrows furrowed and his demeanor became more serious, "There is a reason the king sent me here to deal with this. I may have an air of regal aloofness about me my dear Commodore, but I assure you I care very much about the people we have been sent to help. If all I need to to do is wine and dine and agree with these horrible people in order to have one more terrified refugee board this fine vessel is it not worth it?" Rowland stared at him for a second and then nodded, "I'm sorry Lord Haynes, I suppose I never thought of it that way." Haynes gave a slight puff while looking straight out the bridge's window, "Well I can only hope I can change you mind Commodore." Behind them another officer spoke up loudly, "Commodore, we are being approached by several Harupsex warships, they've confirmed our presence and wish to... 'escort' us to our destination." Rowland glanced behind her and replied to the officer, "Confirm and tell them we are prepared to accept the escort. Send a message to our escort fleet to come to a stop and wait for us." A few minutes later the escort frigates and destroyers had slowed and were gradually becoming smaller on the horizon as the ships from Haruspex vessels had taken up their escort positions around the unarmed refugee fleet. -------- "Ma'am the civilian ocean liners have reported they are ready for docking at Ulusk." Rowland nodded, "Tell them they are cleared to break formation and dock when Haruspex officials clear them." The Commodore turned to Haynes, "Lord Haynes, you helicopter will be waiting for you on deck." Haynes took a moment to straighten his clothes and looked at the Commodore, "Wish me luck Commodore." "Today Lord Haynes, I'm wishing everyone luck." ------- The transport helicopter swooped in over the grey city, a heavy haze hanging over the port. No air infrastructure really existed in the city anymore so the helicopter pilot chose the nearest open area possible to the docks to set the helicopter down. The moment Lord Haynes stepped out of the helicopter he was already assaulted by the condition of the city. The Seylosian marines that accompanied him stood out drastically from their surroundings, their bright reflective vests in accordance with refugee and police work sticking out like a sore thumb. Around the helicopter Haruspex military patrols milled around, and an almost endless number of of people were behind them staring at the helicopter as it touched down, none of them seeing one with its markings before. Some had begun to push forward towards the helicopter but were stopped quickly by the soldiers that were close by pushing them back quickly and ruthlessly. Haynes glances over towards the docks, noting the civilian liners slowly moving themselves into position, with the hospital ships and Terra Firma hanging back. A few transport helicopters had begun the same journey he had, though no doubt they were present just for evacuation. He began fishing through his pockets and pulled out his small notebook, writing everything he was seeing hopefully before he was approached by any official. 'The moment i have stepped off the helicopter I have been shocked as to what I have seen. Never have I witnessed human beings subjected to such an indignity, and were I not here on a mission of such importance I would no doubt have broke down in tears at this sight...'
  12. Hi everyone just reminding us all here to fill our the firepower survey so we all have an idea of what your respective militaries look like. Link: https://docs.google.com/forms/d/e/1FAIpQLSfxzWPAigH8_S2KkQNG4fDiwHIC9ccejirYp0MGUb3auARPpw/viewform
  13. The King Makes a Plea for the People of Cussia Today King Aidan pleaded with the Kingdom of @Gallambria to stop a blockade before a humanitarian fleet could usher the oppressed Christians of Haruspex from Cussia. "I am pleading with His Majesty King Albert and Prime Minister Burnett to not attempt a military blockade of Haruspex. Seylos and many other nations have secured the ability to evacuate many refugees from the affected areas as possible. We all understand the desire to save those from the horrible circumstances they have been dealt but now is not the time for conflict. Now we have the opportunity to directly save people in the the worst place they can imagine. Please help us in making that goal a reality." The SBC was told later that the King had a personal call with people within Gallambria's government however they were not told explicitly who was present. Many political commentators are divided on the king's statement. Some believe that while the king's statement comes from a 'good place' it sends a terrible message that societies like those in Haruspex could continue to abuse cultures inside their territories. Other believe that the king in making a smart choice with his attempt to evacuate as many people as possible before a possible military conflict.
  14. TO: The Sovereign Imperium of Machina @Haruspex FROM: The Kingdom of Seylos The Kingdom accepts your offer for a humanitarian evacuation of the Cussian peoples. While Seylos in the strongest terms does not agree with or condones these actions, we believe it is the duty of our nation to assist those most in need. We have dispatched a transport fleet to the port of Ulusk in order to secure the refugees for the journey back to Seylos. The following is the list of ships making the immediate journey to the Cussian territories. Escort Fleet: HMS Ardent HMS Argos HMS Fairfax HMS Sark Transport Fleet: HMS Terra Firma HMS Cross HMS Grace SS Seabreaze SS Harmony SS Diversion The HMS Terra Firma is an Amphibious Warfare vessel that will be disarmed before entering Cussian waters and is present as only another transport vessel as well as to ease the logistics of moving people to and from the ships. The Cross and Grace are both unarmed hospital ships that will lend aid to and transport refugees. The transport fleet's escorts will discontinue their escort mission and wait outside of Cussian waters until the transport fleet's return.
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