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After decades of deforestation and misuse of the lands much of Hodrea had become desolate plains. Farmers for years had tried to tame these hot empty lands, but after the loss of so much of the natural vegetation no amount of irrigation and could save the old farmlands that weren't already close to a river. The land had been dying for years, and food imports had been keeping Hodrea alive. With the rise and fall of the Sentists however any semblance of organized farming had almost completely collapsed. Millions had died in the struggle, and this had left thousands of farms without their farmers. Almost as bad though were the desolate cities. A dozen major cities had been heavily impacted by the conflict, none more so than Liechnenfax. The once massive urban sprawl which had stretched far across the land, holding many a slum in it were nothing more than burnt ruins. The Sentist attack had first destroyed the center of the city and what modern building they had, but what had been far worse was the fires. As the Sentists had retreated they burned through the city, so intensely that firestorms had appeared through the destruction only hastening the spread of the fires.

Through the hell that the Sentist attack had spawned, two million Liechnfaxers had died. And the majority of the population had fled, leaving the city nothing but an ash filled ruin.

But there was hope. Through the fires Coalition naval crews had left the safety of their ships and fought the fires on the ground. The centered their efforts around the great Liechnenfax Cathedral and the dockyards. Through their efforts they managed to secure a section of the city three quarters of a mile from the docks. However the defenders could do nothing more than watch in horror as the rest of Liechnenfax burned away.

Now after over a year the Sentists were gone. The Coalition forces had swept their decrepit armies away leaving a scarred country. Millions had died but many more millions remained. Never before had Seylos taken on a humanitarian project of this scale, but the Seylosian were determined to not let Hodrea fail. Cargo ships came into the Liechnenfax dockyards by the dozens delivering endless tons of life saving supplies. It didn't end there as supplies from Ostros came in from the east as NAU nations contributed their own stock to supporting the Hodrean people's in their time of need. For the Seylosians, reconstruction was a point of national pride, and a way to atone for the sins of the past. Many nations would raise armies for occupation, while Seylos sent farmers, engineers, and doctors.

Despite the tribulations the Hodrean people were not broken. The Hodrean Provisional Government under Derren Werner, the Major who had fought with Seylosian forces to push back the Sentists. The Hodrean Militia throughout the war had gained strength and had the luck few occupying armies had, not fighting a major resistance. People just wanted peace, and while the specter of Sentist remnants still existed, their people did not fight against them.


In the town of Bayreuth, Ranger Hayden Eckhardt sat on a chair outside on the town's larger shops keeping watch. In the north, the Seylosians kept order, but in the south it was a job for the Hodrean Rangers. There was little law out here, and the people who were left looked to the Rangers to stop the rogue criminals and Sentists who roamed the lands. Eckhardt's Rangers had arrived two days prior after the call was put out. Remnant Sentists had taken to roving the countryside near the southern border, taking the opportunity to flee into the Sentist State before the Militia could track them down. The Rangers had taken a different approach, keeping their ears to the ground trying to figure out where they would strike next.

They had found out these remnants had actually come from Bayreuth, and the people who made it up had a past with the townspeople. Mostly made of outcasts they had made life in the town hell during the occupation, but like the cowards they were fled when the Coalition forces swept through the region cleaning out the Sentists. With all the armies gone, they had come back, picking at what was left and apparently to wreak more havoc on these people's lives. Of course this time they wouldn't get the chance. His second in command, Cal Benedikt, walked up to him dangling his radio in his hand.

"Kapitän, they are coming right on schedule."

Eckhardt groaned as he stood up, grabbing his rifle,"Lass uns gehen. Gather everyone."

The group of ten Rangers gathered near the center of town before heading out. Each one had been a veteran of the war and did not look on the Sentists kindly. Standing at their front Ekhardt silently motioned them all forward as they left the town when darkness had become to set.


The remnant Sentists had set up camp just a few miles outside of the city. All in all there were around thirty of them and they had decided to throw themselves a small party for the loot they'd be taking the next day. They had nothing to fear after all, no Seylosians and no Militia were patrolling near them, and it wasn't like the townspeople could stop them either. They had lit a campfire and had taken to celebrating, drinking and causing a general ruckus. Their camp laid inside a gully carved out long ago by mountain waters.

Their revelry was short lived however. Their drunken leader, man seemingly in his late thirties had stood up with bottle in his hand intent on addressing his misbegotten band of raiders. As he raised his bottle a single crack was heard as a bullet slammed into his chest knocking him backwards and onto the ground. What followed was mayhem. Sentist cried out in shock running for their weapons as the Rangers, who had silently gotten into position around their camp, opened fire on their vulnerable enemies. Within moment a third of their number had been cut down by the rifle fire. The survivors scrambled to find cover under the withering fire. Pinned down with nowhere to go the Sentist tried their best to defend their position, even holding the Rangers at bay for a moment until their grenades began to find their mark against the men huddled behind the sparse cover.

It was over in about twenty minutes. The Rangers cautiously stood from their positions and silently made their way into the gully. Ekhardt stepped over the bodies of dead Sentists as he surveyed the scene. A single sentist was crawling on his back away from struggling to pull up a pistol with his wounded arm.

"Verräter! When we come back you'll be the first-"

Ekhardt swiftly raised his rifle and fired a round directly into the man's head. His body went limp, dropping the pistol he had tried to hard to raise up again.

Benedikt approached from behind taking stock of the scene, "No survivors Kapitän. Amery took a bullet to the arm, she should be fine."

"Gut," Ekhardt replied, "Gather as much as they stole, we'll be taking it back to Bayreuth."

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Reconstruction in Liechnenfax had been slow but had never stopped. Clearing the massive fields of debris of the once massive city was a colossal task especially for a country in the midst of such a disaster. Yet major thoroughfares were already cleared out and delivering the tons of needed supplies to the people who had come back to the ruins. One thing that had been focused on was the creation of a new government quarter by the ports. With almost all the major government building destroyed, new purpose built ones had to be put into place. They had received help from a curious source, one Teóxiwitl Mulle, an architect from Sitallo who had found the destruction in Ceris to be a particular challenge. He had been renowned in Mesothallasa, and had even contributed to a few projects in Kaseka before the conflict in Sitallo had spun out of control. However as luck had it, the Provisional Government had found out that Teóxiwitl had made his way as a refugee to Kaseka and had quickly issued him any documents he needed to make the long journey to Liechnenfax. Delighted, the man had quickly accepted arriving in Liechnenfax to see some of his first buildings being constructed. After many months the buildings were erected, with their vibrant splashes of color and Hodrean cultural iconography built into their architecture contrasting the pale greys and simplistic geometry of the surviving buildings. It was enough for people passing to give pause and feel something positive for once. That maybe they could rebuild.

At the end of the war Seylos had pledged seventy five billion pounds for reconstruction, and they certainly weren't holding back. Ship after ship came into the port of Liechnenfax delivering every conceivable necessity to the people who needed it most. Though while the Seylosian government offered assistance without strings attached, the Provisional Government wasn't above taking help from companies either. Companies from all over the world, especially North Adlantic Union members, were lining up to get their share of the new labor market at their disposal. With millions virtually unemployed Hodreans could be the best cheapest source of labor in Argis. Of course the Seylosians had to ruin it for most companies stepping in to ensure that Hodrean workers weren't exploited too much, but even still the opportunities were abundant.

One notable example had been the Tahdg Brewery Group, which made an enormous amount of the beers consumed in Seylos and abroad. They had approached the Provisional Government with a simple offer, they would pay workers on their farmers slightly more than Seylosian minimum wage and help with restoration of the lands in Hodrea. For the skeptical they would be confused as to why Tahdg would offer something like this, but numbers didn't tell lies. Seylosians cost three to four times as much to employ, and Seylosian minimum wage was an enormous amount of money for any Hodrean. But the best part was a company actually invested in restoring the land to its former glory, because you can't grow crops on dead land.

Of course not every deal was so wonderful, the bigger the corporation the sweeter the deal, the smaller... well the public relations consequences less consequential. Still though, it was a godsend to the Hodreans who had little means to help themselves at the moment. Luckily for the Hodreans, the massive reconstruction package from Seylos included a large sum of money to help create and foster Hodrean businesses. Whether or not it would prove fruitful in the future was anyone's guess, but Hodreans weren't out for the count yet when it came to claiming supremacy over their economic destiny. And it was a destiny they would have to seize aggressively, because eventually the Seylosian money would run out, and they would be left to fend for themselves in the global market.

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It had been some time, but finally the North Adlantic Union council chambers had finally been finished. The decision had been made to pick the, at the time, smallest country in the Union to host the Union's capital in order to ensure that the members didn't feel favoritism was going on in setting up the administration of the NAU. In a unanimous vote, the council members had voted for Lewisport in Cenia. The small nation had never had troubles with its neighbors, and had lived out its existence in relative peace. The nation had been home to diplomatic conferences between the eastern states for decades before, frequently seen as the most neutral country in the region with little reason to change that standing.

Councillor Leanne Beringer had arrived with the rest of her peers a few hours earlier. This wasn't the first meeting of the council, but it was certainly nice to finally have dedicated chambers for the task. The last motion had just finished and Council Chair Hanne Boehler, a short stoic man from Ostros returned to the podium.

"Now on to the next topic. This Council recognizes Councillor Leanne Beringer of the Kingdom of Seylos to speak upon the topic of Union diplomatic response to Stedorian demands."

Boehler nodded down to Beringer who rose and walked to the podium in front of the council. She set down her notes and adjusted the microphone, "The Kingdom of Seylos wishes to thank the Council for allowing it to bring this matter to its attention. As you are all aware, the @Stedorian government has put forth a series of demands and has denounced our efforts for reconstruction and peacekeeping efforts in Ceris. In their diplomatic communication to both Tagmatium and Seylos, they have accused the Kingdom of Seylos of suppressing the voice of Ceris nations and denying sovereignty to all of the same. It has insinuated that the Kingdom of Seylos is present in Ceris to rob the downtrodden and enrich itself. It has also 'urged in the strongest manner' the removal of Seylosian peacekeeping forces from Ceris as well as demanding the presence of observers to ensure our good behavior."

"We shall reiterate our position that the Kingdom of Seylos has taken great offense to both Stedorian insinuations and demands. Peacekeeping soldiers from the North Adlantic Union have upheld the core beliefs of our people with honor in the face of extreme adversity. Our collective humanitarian efforts are what is keeping Hodrea from slipping into total anarchy and allowing for the recovery of a deeply wounded nation. It is not just the Kingdom of Seylos putting forth efforts to rebuild, but the nations of the NAU within the island of Ceris who have put their best efforts into helping their own in a time of crisis. It is with this that the Kingdom of Seylos puts forth for voting a measure that will have the North Adlantic Union reject all Stedorian demands and issue a formal diplomatic reprimand. I now cede the remainder of my time to Council."

Beringer took a breath and stepped down from the podium, walking back to her seat in Council. Boehler resumed his position, "The North Adlantic Council is now in recess for consideration of this issue. We will reconvene tomorrow."


On the next day the Council had come back together. Beringer was unsure exactly how everyone would vote, but she was sure of one thing, the Councillors from Egris and Ostros were enraged. She had heard from the grapevine that the could not believe a nation from mainland Argis would dare tell them how to handle a crisis involving their own Ceriser brethren.

Boehlor had taken to the podium again to address the gathered Councillors, "This Council is brought to session. We have convened to vote on the measure brought forth from the Councillor of the Kingdom of Seylos regarding diplomatic reprimand of Stedoria. A Councillor may vote yes, no, or abstain. Should a Councillor desire to make a statement following their vote they may should they desire. The vote will now commence in alphabetical order."

"The Kingdom of Ashington votes yes."

"The Democratic Assembly of Astaria votes abstain."

"The Noble Republic of Atrya votes yes."

"The Republic of Cenia votes abstain."

"The Republic of Corinium votes yes. The Republic also wishes to address the Council. We are of the belief that the efforts in Ceris are critical, and we wish to impress upon the council that without North Adlantic Union intervention that the Republic of Corinium would not be present here to make this vote, no matter how small we may be."

"The Republic of Egris votes yes. The Republic wishes to address the Council as well. The government of Egris is deeply disturbed by this transparent attempt at Stedoria trying to gain influence in Ceris and assert that the government of Stedoria lacks the appropriate expertise or knowledge of Ceris to understand what is happening here."

"The Duchy of Esnos votes yes."

"The Kingdom of Ostros votes yes. The Kingdom wishes to agree wholeheartedly with the Councillors from Corinium and Egris. Our government is angered over Stedorian attempts at sowing discord in Ceris. Their government clearly does not understand the situation Ceris finds itself in."

"The Duchy of Seskoaburg votes yes."

"The Kingdom of Seylos votes yes."

"Then this vote is concluded," Boehler said, "The Council Chair sees eight votes for 'yes' and two votes for 'abstain'. The measure is passed."


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