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About Seylos

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    Seylos
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    King Aidan Redmond

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  1. Seylos

    The Storm

    "And you want to tell me it's just out of the kindness of your heart that Pleinmont be subjected to Seylosian rule forever? Haven't you seen what being underneath the boot of Éire has done to us? That grandfather of yours spent years sucking our lands dry!" The man across the table from Aidan shouted. Ambassador Moss Collins was a short man, with an almost uncontrollable temper at times. His arrival at the ducal palace had been almost as dramatic as his current tirade, and he never tired of admonishing the Éireanns or the Seylosians. Aidan took a second to collect himself after this latest shouted speech from Collins, "Ambassador, I can assure you we have no intentions of repeating the sins of the former Duke. We are all well aware of how the people of Pleinmont were affected by his actions. I only wish to-" "What? Annex us?" Collins interrupted. "No Mr. Collins I don't plan on rolling tanks through the capital and stealing territory. What I want, and what I think all of us here want is a voluntary union. A real shot at a united kingdom that can benefit us all." Collins rolled his his eyes, "Your family history does not instill me confidence King Aidan. Your family has an unfortunate habit of going slightly insane." It took an enormous amount of self control for Aidan to not jump across the table and slam his fist into the ambassador's face. He didn't need to be constantly reminded of his family's tumultuous history. "Now-" "I think-" Again Aidan was interrupted, but this time by Hugo Walton, the ambassador from Sark. "-that Ambassador Collins is simply trying to convey our collective trepidations about entering into a union in such an unknown environment. We've been dealing with the unequal relationship between Éire, Pleinmont, and Sark for decades now. Mostly, might I add while Seylos stood by and watched. Why is it now that Seylos has become so interested in us? We need to know that we are much more than just some land to be signed over by a deceased grandfather." "Indeed, Seylos has usually been kept afar from Éireann politics. While a union is certainly legally possible, many people in Éire are dubious of the intentions of a grandchild of the Duke, even if he is a Redmond in name," First Minister Ráichéal spoke up. Her voice was calm and collected. He gaze locked with Aidan's making him feel a sense of unease for the second time after arriving here. The wind outside began to howl louder than before, and the rain began to shake the windows as it continued its assault on the ducal palace's walls. Suddenly the lights shut off again, plunging the room into darkness. Standing behind Aidan, Major Parker quickly pulled out his flashlight, bathing the room in a harsh white glow. Aidan could see him mumbling under his breath but couldn't hear with the storm raging outside. Ráichéal stood up, still acting much calmer than anyone else in the room. "Excuse me a second, I'm sure the generators simply need to be refueled." Aidan raised his eyebrow, "I don't recall Éire having a fuel shortage." "I'm sure it will all be sorted," She replied with a thin smile which quickly fell back into a cold expressionless face. She motioned to her bodyguard who walked out with her into the hallway, closing the door behind them. They watched as their flashlight illuminated silhouettes walked along the wall of frosted glass that adorned the hallway side of the room. Eventually the disappeared leaving the group. Aidan stood up and turned to Parker who stood nervously, his hand sitting close to his waist where is weapon was concealed. "What are you thinking?" Parker grumbled somewhat before replying, "I'm thinking a palace would have plenty of petrol for its generators." "Well there is a sudden hurricane going on outside, I suppose... what?" Aidan looked intently at Parker, who had seemed to not be paying attention. Parker stood there still, before clicking off his own flashlight leaving the other guards in the room to exchange a quizzical look. His narrowed eyes suddenly widening, "Down!" Suddenly the glass wall exploded in automatic fire raking the room with bullets as Parker dove into Aidan slamming him onto the floor behind the room's conference table. Almost immediately two of the other bodyguards in the room collapsed to the ground having taken several bullets. Aidan could hear the others in the room yelling and watched as Collins clumsily threw himself over the side and curled into a ball beside him. Overcoming his initial shock Aidan turned toward Parker waving his hand toward himself and yelling, "Gun!" Parker stopped firing back at the dark assailants and tossed his pistol over to Aidan, who in turn aimed over the cover of the table firing back at the bright muzzle flashes. Parker grabbed the suitcase he had brought with him and wrenched it open, revealing another pistol with more ammunition clips. "I thought those were my negotiation papers?!" Aidan yelled over the gunfire. Parker slammed a clip into the pistol from the suitcase while motioning with his hands pointing out targets he had seen behind the cover of the table. "I didn't think we'd be doing much negotiating!" The automatic fire stopped for a brief second and Parker nodded to Aidan who nodded back. Both men rose over the cover of the table and started firing at where the enemy had been shooting at them from just moments before unloading their clips before retreating behind the cover of the table again. They both reloaded, then waited being greeted on by silence. Parker took a second to steal a glimpse above the top of the table which was covered in bullet holes. He looked at Aidan making another motion with his hands while whispering, "Cover" Aidan nodded waiting for the crouched form of Parker to round the table before emerging himself pointing his pistol towards where their assailants had been. Parker's flashlight lit up the scene revealing three men all dead in the midst of the shattered glass they had been firing through. Aidan stood up and looked down and Collins who had uncurled himself and was shakily trying to sit up. He heard a groan from the other side of the room and ran over, taking not that Parker was still in the hallway. Underneath the body of one of his guards Ambassador Walton was shaking in fear with a look of pain on his face. Aidan pulled the dead guard off of him and grabbed one of the fallen flashlights on the floor, "Are you alright?" Walton nodded slowly sitting up, "I don't think it's that bad. Is it?" Aidan shone the flashlight on his arm revealing what appeared to be small flesh wound. "You'll be alright. Come on now." Aidan started helping him up, seeing the look of terror on Walton's face as he saw the guard that had died saving him. In the distance Aidan could hear more than the sounds of the hurricane, distant gunfire from all around. "Area's clear Your Majesty," Parker called from the hall, "We need to get moving."
  2. Seylos

    [OOC] Aluxian Civil War

    Hey Aluxia I can still make you a map if you want. They would look something like this (Which I made for Fulgistan's war):
  3. Seylos

    The Storm

    As the motorcade pulled up to the Ducal palace, Aidan took note of the sprawling complex. His grandfather had added much more onto the palace than he had remembered from his childhood. Several more ornate buildings, connected to each other in various ways had sprung up around the original structure. In his mind he couldn't really think what any of these had been for except to show the opulence of the Duke while his people were in need. By now the outer bands of the hurricane had begun to hit the city, and rain was pouring from the skies with lightning illuminated the palace from angles giving it a dark and foreboding look. The cars wound their way through the grounds until the reached a sheltered entrance. The doors were opened by soldiers from the Éire royal guard and Aidan stepped out. He took a look around quickly before Dustin and Major Parker, carrying a large briefcase, made their way around from the other side of the car to join him. The others in the motorcade, mostly various officials from Seylos and Éire filed out making their way into the palace. First Minister Ráichéal made her way over to them extending her hand towards the doors. "You Majesty, the delegates from Pleinmont and Sark are awaiting us in the east conference room. We've all expressed a desire to at least begin preliminary talks before the official negotiations in order to give our teams time to prepare and to make any adjustments needed before we begin." Aidan nodded, though this was a bit odd that it wasn't mentioned earlier. However, he thought, it could be nice to lay some groundwork before the talks officially began. As he walked in, he stole a glance behind him seeing Dustin give a brief wave as he walked with the gaggle of officials and their escort. However a few of the Éiran guards seemed to split off from the main group, unfortunately he couldn't see more as the doors shut behind him. Aidan look to Parker, who had come with him, "Did you-?" Parker nodded, "I did Your Majesty." "Trouble?" Aidan said, concern marking his face. "I don't know yet." As Parker said that the lights flickered and went out, then a couple seconds after they came back on. The First Minister, who was leading the small group heading to the conference room, turn back and gave a smile, "My apologies, the storm has been causing power issues all over the cities. The backup generators should be working just fine however, I don't believe we will be experiencing any other disruptions." Aidan hoped that was the case.
  4. Seylos

    Mr Simizi Goes Travelling

    VISA APPLICATION FORM Requirement: No visa required Max. duration: 30 days for vacation/holiday only. Health requirements: Up do date immunization. TOURISM GUIDE Top cities: Selboune, Norfolk, Aberystwyth, Dunblane Sights worth seeing: Seylosian Royal Palace Grounds, Alban High Top Area of Outstanding Natural Beauty, Cliffs of Swansea Area of Outstanding Natural Beauty Cultural events taking place: Great Annual Selbourne Pub Crawl, Getting around: Light Rail (In cities), National Rail System, Local Bus Systems, Selbourne International Airport, Norfolk International Airport Local cuisine: Alban Haggis, Anglian Beers, Anglian Pub Food, Cymru Crempog Sleeping: Selbourne National, Celtis Hotels, Cottage accommodations of Kirkwall
  5. Seylos

    Limonaian Diplomatic Communications

    *Encrypted Communique* From: King Aidan Redmond of the Kingdom of Seylos To: Her Royal Highness Grand Duchess Margherita Desiderata I di Cabrena of Limonaia Derthalen has long been a thorn in our side both as a military and economic threat in the form of piracy. For some time the Kingdom of Seylos has been preparing for action of our own. We believe that a cooperation between our two nations in paramount in importance. If Limonaia is ready to begin such action, the Seylosian Armed Forces will join in this endeavor. Our air, naval and army bases are open for the Limonaian military to begin military preparations, for which we believe should begin immediately. Our top defense officials will be contacting your own to facilitate this quantity of military assets in our country.
  6. Seylos

    [OOC] Aluxian Civil War

    I guess I’m not making a map now?
  7. Seylos

    [OOC] Aluxian Civil War

    Hey Aluxia I can whip up a fairly clear map for you if you want to just give me a rough sketch of what's going on.
  8. Seylos

    The Storm

    The royal plane had arrived without issue, and the Harriers that had been escorting it glided off as they made their descent into Éire. It had been years since Aidan had been here, and for good reason. His mother had cut ties with his grandfather years ago, but it didn't erase the old memories he had of the country. Of course it was colored by youth, where he never understood what was really happening. Many of the times he remember running in the gardens playing with Henry, who at the time was being quite the dutiful brother, while guards rushed to some place on the palace to what he only assumed now was dealing with enraged Éirans. He was shook out of his thoughts as the plane touch down, rocking his seat. In front of him Dustin grabbed his hand, as if to reassure him their plane wasn't going to crash. He had been afraid of flying for years, but of course as King you can't not do it. The plane rocked a bit more before it began to slow and taxi to its destination, soothing the ride. "Are you alright?" Dustin asked, a look of mild concern showing on his face. Aidan nodded and smiled, "I'm fine, you know me and planes. Well, and I suppose becoming the king of a new land." Dustin chuckled, he new how bizarre this was for Aidan. He became king not only because of the passing of his father but because of how his brother reacted. Now to gain control of some other land because of another death in the family, even if estranged, must be hard for him. "You'll be fine hun, this can't be worse than storming the SBC." "Straight combat seems easier than this to be totally honest, " Aidan said while rolling his eyes. --------------- After the plane had taxied to its destination, Aidan and his party was met with a small contingent of Éiran royal guard lined up on the outside of the stairs that came from the plane. Through the fanfare, a single woman approached Aidan, tall and well sharply dressed she made for a slightly imposing figure, "Your Majesty King Aidan, I'm Aileen Ráichéal First Minister of Éire after the passing of the Duke" The First Minister extended her hand which Aidan grasped looking her in the eyes while doing so. He wasn't sure exactly who she was or her background, and as far as he knew she was a new player to the Éire political scene. As far as his own advisors had been able to figure out so far, she seemed to relatively in favor of unification between Seylos and Éire. "First Minister, I'm glad to finally meet you. I know right now times are a bit trying in Éire but I'm excited to begin the negotiations as soon as possible." Aileen nodded, "I'm honored to meet you myself Your Majesty, the negotiations have been setup in the Ducal Palace. Security has been increased for the meeting and we have already been in contact with the leader of your security contingent to coordinate." Aidan nodded and gestured forward while following the First Minister towards the awaiting motorcade. Behind him the leader of his security contingent, Major Franklin Parker rushed up to him. "Your Majesty," He said, with a worried look on his face, "Hurricane Catherine has taken an unexpected turn. It seems like the storm will be grazing the southern coast of Éire soon, during the negotiations." The sudden arrival of the storm was unexpected, however as Aidan thought it shouldn't effect the talks in any meaningful way, "Make any arrangements that you see fit Major, I don't however see this being an issue for the future. These talks have to move forward if the union is going to exist."
  9. Tom Hiddleston as Prince Henry Redmond, Leader of Monarch And before his exile:
  10. Seylos

    Expansion Request: Seylos

    I'm more than happy to dump them, I honestly had no RP plans for them except for Éire, Pleinmont, and Sark
  11. Seylos

    SBC: Seylosian Brodcasting Corporation

    A Dramatic Day Today a series of important announcements have arrived from the Royal Government which has both shocked and pleased people around the country. Foreign Minister Geoffrey Tatum approached the SBC to give a special announcement regarding the Derthalen Empire to the north, which historically has had an ice cold relationship with Seylos. "We have confirmed that recently an ocean liner registered with the country of Limonaia has been hijacked by pirates sponsored or directly in control of Derthalen. The ocean liner was scheduled to dock in Seylos while continuing its normal duties and failed to reach its destination. A Royal Navy ship, the HMS Argos, had received a distress call from the ocean liner and after following the trail the captain had come to conclusion the most likely suspect would be those associated with Derthalen. The highest military admiralship and analysts have also come to the conclusion as well that this is the most likely event. Seylos cannot tolerate such a flagrant disregard for peaceful transit in the Dolch Sea, and as a result we feel the most necessary action is the most harsh we can perform at this time." "As of now, the Kingdom of Seylos has enacted a full embargo against Derthalen among other measures. Any assets of Derthalen citizens in Seylos have been frozen and those from Derthalen within our borders not under an immigration visa have been given sixty days to leave the country or face deportation. Any unable to return to Derthalen will be given the utmost of humanitarian respect until the time that they can return of their own free will. No commercial or civilian traffic shall be allowed by air or water to Derthalen and the Royal Navy has been deployed in force to the Dolch Sea to ensure the continued security of the area." The SBC was able to continue a smaller discussion with other members of the government who confirmed that the elected House of Governors have voted for the emergency measure overnight in favor of the Derthalen Embargo in conjunction with the Royal Government. More will follow as information becomes available.
  12. Well I suppose it is time to expand Seylos. The expansion is occurring in the topic The Storm, where King Aidan is traveling after the "unfortunate" passing of his grandfather who ruled as the Duke of Éire. With no family left, women unable to inherit, and the precarious economic situation of the country a personal union will be formed. However Aidan will run into his own problems during the negotiations when a Category 3 hurricane strikes the southern portion on the island. This map describes the territories of Éire, Plenmont, and Sark which will also be at the negotiating table. There are a few islands I included as well since it would seem odd just randomly having them sit there empty. I would RP them as mostly uninhabited. My population would probably increase by about 7 million as a result of the integration.
  13. Seylos

    The Storm

    In Selbourne it was a lovely day. On the beach near the Royal Palace the waves lapped gently along the shore and Eleanora stared out across the sea sitting in the sand, her arms wrapped around her legs. Grasped in her hand was an official letter from the government of Éire. She had heard the news long before, but it wasn't until the paper was in her hands that the truth had truly struck her. Her father was gone, for good or for ill. At first she hadn't known how to feel when it happened, and even know she still felt some confusion. She remembered growing up and him being the best father she could have ever imagined, but it was everything after the death of her mother that changed everything. "Mum?" A voice called out behind her. She turned her head to see Aidan walking towards her from the palace. He was still dressed casually, like he was most of the time her didn't have some official function. He smiled as he got next to her and sat down in the sand. "Enjoying the view?" She turned her attention back to the ocean and let out a sigh, "Not really Aidan. I suppose right now it's a bit hard for me to enjoy much." "I know, I know you've always had your problems with him but he was still your dad, and my grandad. It's not wrong to be sad he's gone." "It's so hard to think straight about it," She replied looking back at him, "Some days I feel like my father had died a long time ago. After I came here, to Selbourne with your father, he changed so much after my mother passed. Then after my brothers... the things he did, it's like a demon had possessed him. He stopped coming, stopped talking, and those riots." She trailed off at the end. Aidan looked at her concerned, he had grown up hearing some bits and pieces of what had happened in Éire, but Seylosian intelligence at the time had never considered it a priority, and while some truths were known to him now, he knew his mother had held back so much more. "Mum, what did he do?" Eleanora straightened herself up, wiping her eyes a little and tried to regain some of her composure, "He managed to cover a lot of it up very well, and when I was first told I didn't even believe it at first. But those protests in Loughrea... Well he ordered them finished, by any means. When he was done with them, he went after the people who organized it, all over the country. There are three less villages in Éire than there were twenty years ago." "I never really knew..." Aidan replied. He knew he had made a mistake in probing. In fact he was having a hard time figuring out what to say exactly. He had never known the man, and had always grown up with at least a certain amount of disdain for him. "I don't leave for Éire for a few more hours yet. There was supposed to be a late hurricane heading that way, but it seems to have turned away. Hopefully it will be smooth flying." His mother didn't reply, just nodded. Aidan didn't know what else to do but just hold her while he waited. -------------- Aidan came back to the palace an hour later and was greeted by Geoffrey Tatum, his minister of foreign affairs, "Your Majesty, how is your mother?" "She's... coping Minister," he replied, sighing heavily, "How are the preparations for the trip?" "Every is in order Your Majesty, you're scheduled to arrive in Éire in around four hours from now. From there you will be taken to the ducal palace to begin negotiations. I'm still quite surprise myself that they are willing to accept a union with Seylos like this." "They've been suffering for a long time, my grandfather seemed to have made a mess of things before he died. That reminds me the culprits...?" Geoffrey nodded pulling a paper out of a file he had in his hands, "Ah yes, at this point we aren't sure exactly, it appears numerous groups have taken the claim that they had killed the Duke. It appears in Éire that killing him means serious political points in your favor. For the moment the ducal palace has had its security tripled, and some personal guards will be accompanying you. The Hurricane Catherine has taken a turn away and forecasters aren't predicting it to come back. Lord Gareth will be awaiting you at the airport." Aidan nodded, happy that at least everything was going smoothly, "Alright, I'll be heading off in a moment." Geoffrey turned to leave but was stopped before he got too far, "Oh and Minister, Derthalen?" "I will make the announcement myself after you arrive in Éire Your Majesty."
  14. Seylos

    [OOC] Aluxian Civil War

    I am still jumping in Aluxia with The Military Order of Camillus to provide neutral aid. It had been awhile since we discussed it but don't worry I'm still gonna post haha
  15. Seylos

    The Storm

    He had become a sad shell of a man over the years but it didn't stop him from trying to grasp on to the power he held at court. Next to his country Seylos had flourished, building more than the disparate families of Éire had ever been able to accomplish. It was a miracle sometimes that lights were on these days. He groaned and walked slowly to his balcony and looked out across the city. He had imagined in his youth to transform it into a beautiful skyline of glittering lights and opulence, to rival Selbourne. But none of that had ever come to pass. He shrank inside to see the wasted potential in front of him. Loughrea struggled on, becoming poorer and poorer each day and under his watchful gaze. Failed construction projects and empty cranes dotted the skyline from a decades prior when the slightest bit of hope had been present. He had taken the ducal throne after his brother had passed away early. He was young and eager to make his mark on the world and on Éire. He has started slow but years later he had pushed for expansion, rapid and somewhat brutal expansion. Looking back on it he knew what a horrible mistake it had been. An inexperience duke seizing control of the economy pushing for more and more. Stretching the resources of the country to the limits, and the treasury far beyond what it was capable of. At first it was wonderful, the capital took on a new life business boomed, the streets were crowded with workers, and in the best moment of his life he had married the woman of his dreams, Amelia. He watched as his dreams had come true and for the first time ever their neighbor Seylos took notice of their success. His wife soon had three beautiful children: Eleanora, Noah, and Conor. He had never been so happy, but it had all been destined to end at some point. By the time she was twenty Eleanora had attracted the eye of the Prince of Seylos, Stuart. She was the first to leave. Not long after Eleanora had left, what he had dreaded had happened. He knew that the spending couldn't continue forever, but he hadn't just thought ahead. He was the Duke after all, and to admit such things would show incredible weakness to the nobility of Eirie. But regardless of how much he had denied it in his mind it came to pass regardless. The money dried up, and with not a single drop left in the treasuries to fund this golden age it all came crashing down. The markets fell overnight, the companies stopped getting their subsidies, and worst of all Amelia became ill. She had always been such a strong woman, but this time even her strength couldn't save her. When she passed the world became dark, not just inside himself but outside as well. The popular Amelia had managed to keep the people under control with her passion and empathy or a time, but with her gone his greatest diplomat to the people was gone with her. The protests had begun demanding the prosperity they had all once enjoyed. Then the riots. He had spent days holed up in the palace watching Loughrea burn and the skies turn orange with their glow. After the riots came the insurrection. First rocks being thrown at police keep order, then the next thing he knew he awoke one day to find that Noah and Conor were both gone. He saw the pictures of their burning motorcade, and felt rage. Deep rage. Eleanor tried to come to come to him, but the now King Stuart forbade it, he didn't want to risk losing his Queen. She tried to comfort him from afar but it made no difference. He had started his retribution, campaigns against this rebellion. Aggressive and decisive. His rage had driven him to victory he believe, and they were gone. What was left was a husk of a country. Their people feeling nothing but hatred for their leader but too afraid to stop him now. He remembered brief demonstration calling out in futility for Eleanora to come and save them from this wretched duke but he crushed them as he crushed the other. And with that, Eleanora was gone. She refused to speak to him for the crimes he had committed against the people she love. So all he had left was this, his power. He would never give it up. A knock on his door interrupted his gaze on the broken city. One of his advisors emerged from the doorway, "Your Grace, the council has assembled." He nodded and waved the man off. He took his time getting fully dressed, and after he was satisfied he looked regal enough he left his bedroom followed by his guards to the council chambers. When he arrived the guards opened the doors for him, which promptly closed behind him. The chambers were mostly empty with one man in particular that caught his suddenly widening eyes. "Duke Mághnus Mac Aodhagáin, it's been so long." "Henry." Mághnus hissed. Henry rolled his eyes at his uncle's display, "I guess I should've expected that, I'm not exactly popular these days. But neither are you. It's incredible how much they all hate you." "They don't need to like me Henry, they just need to serve me." Mághnus growled back, he turned back to the doors to open them but they were shut tight. He banged on them as hard as he could, "Guards! Guards!" Henry chuckled to himself, "They aren't coming Grandpa Mághnus. It turns out you can't even buy their loyalty anymore. You know what's funny to me when I came here, the people here see my brother as much better alternative to you." Mághnus spun around, "Him? We both know he's a weak fool. His mother spent too long poisoning his mind" Henry nodded slightly, taking the time to take out a pill bottle which he promptly opened taking a pill out and popping it in his mouth, "Oh definitely, but he's a popular weak fool, and coincidentally much better at running a country than you it turns out. As much as I want to be king, I can't say that he's done the worst job. At least better than our father, or you. As it turns out your inability to keep your children alive leaves him next in line to the throne, and I do very much like the idea of Seylos having more territory when I take it back." Mághnus froze, his face showing horror at the realization at his situation, "Why are you here!?" "I'm here for me, for my future kingdom... and for mum," Henry said while producing a pistol, and fired. ------------------- Edit: For new people who are unaware Henry is the brother of King Aidan, the leader of Seylos. He fled after a failed coup and is active in the mercenary space hoping one day to reclaim the crown.

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