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  2. Lsuvsfar

    [Pending]McBurnsy's Wiki Team Application

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  3. Lsuvsfar

    Brazilianski's Wiki Team Application

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    Anisgar's Wiki Team Application

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  5. Lsuvsfar

    Boomboxdoom23's Wiki Team Application

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  6. Master Baiter

    A Call for Sensibility

    “... A heavy object fell on Thoromir’s head, are you suggesting that they are defending gravity?”
  7. Privet

    The Ten Virtues

    “Give my papa’s land back.” Said Ser Bogdan.
  8. XFrostgamingX

    Frosthander's Event Team Builder Application

    *Boop?* Its been sitting here 2 months...
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  10. giambroof

    The Adrian Ducal Retinue

    Minecraft Name: Giambro Roleplaying Name: Theo Tiberan Character Age: 9 Character Race: Highlander Discord: Giambro#2962 “I, Theo Tiberan, pledge my life and soul to the service to His Grace, Duke Ratibor of house Carrion, and to GODANI almighty, until I am discharged or die honourably in the battlefield. For Duke and Duchy, so help me GODANI.”
  11. j0k3rf99

    Et Novi Orbis Terrarum (Rp Thread)

    Russia Logistics and Supply Recruiters would be pushed to up their tactics and propaganda would display the glory of fighting for the Russian Army. The army would aim to enlist 1.2 million more men into the military and would spend the next year allowing them to train before they would be sent along the rail line to fight the Soviets in the East. The Duma would offer a contract to any company which researched different types of aircraft and produced feasible designs and prototype planes which could be used to provide support for the army. Industrialization efforts would continue, and the Duma would offer subsidies to companies which produced arms or goods for the military in a hope to increase production of the products. The Russian Railway System Funds would be sent to Warsaw in order to allow them to build a railroad network, and similar promises are made to Ukraine and Finland. The Duma cites the need to connect all of Russia together, starting with a comprehensive railway system they hope to create. New light and heavy armored trains would be commissioned for construction in Moscow and the surrounding industrial regions. Military Restructuring Following the losses in the east, Prime Minister Ilyin and Minister Brusilov would work together to restructure the Russian military. Following the retreat, training would begin with both the new recruits and the existing soldiers, while high command divided the military into ten different armies and provided the leadership and a comprehensive plan to pursue during the war. The armies would be organized as follows: Marshall of the First Army Group: Aleksei Brusilov Army 1: Commanded by Lavr Kornilov Army 2: Commanded by Nikolai Ivanov Army 3: Commanded by Mikhail Diterikhs Marshall of the Second Army Group: Yakov Zhilinsky Army 4: Commanded by Paul von Rennenkampf Army 5: Commanded by Nikolai Ruzsky Army 6: Commanded by Andrei Zayonchkovski Marshall of the Third Army Group: Grand Duke Nicholas Nikolaevich Army 7: Commanded by Aleksandr Samsonov Army 8: Commanded by Nikolai Yudenich Army 9: Commanded by Dmitry Shcherbachev Army 10: Commanded by Mikhail Alekseyev ACTIONS The military would aim to recruit an additional 1.2 million soldiers. Contracts are offered to any company who can produce a workable prototype for offensive aircraft. Subsidies are offered for companies which produced weaponry or goods for the war effort. Funding is granted to Poland to begin construction on their own railroad system. The military orders as many light and heavy armored trains as can be produced within their budget. The trains would be tested and trained with during the army’s recovery. [Please See Military Restructuring]
  12. Papa Liam

    The First Summit of Cyrilsburg

    Commissioner Fabius Bracchus marks the event on his calendar.
  13. Yesterday
  14. KeatonUnbeaten

    warzone.exe

    The people who ventured into harsh attacks should be banned then, the warzone should still be up. Don’t punish the entire server for the actions of the vocal minority.
  15. Burnsy__

    Dungrimm's Legion

    Ulhart writes this into his imaginary record book.
  16. Snowypaw

    Warriors of the Crown

    Thanks man ❤️
  17. StarGazzer

    WanderingFriend's Lore Moderator Application

    this lady is super smart, she will definitely do a great job! +1 x10
  18. Gilded

    Euter's grand skin plaza

    IGName: Rickard Vientos User: GildedDuke Refrences: https://gyazo.com/64cb0913dccd258b0a89023a0ff65513 What you want: Armour (No head).
  19. StarGazzer

    AT Monthly Update Log - October 2018

    cool team, cool people, cool stuff
  20. HortonHeardAWho

    Pruning the Roads

    Zrarly wonders why this information is of the upmost importance to hear. For he has never seen the Kastrovats brag about keeping the roads maintained, despite them doing this much more often than the Bishop would.
  21. Endershadow292

    Brynaelda's Brathmordakin Songbook

    Dain Metalfist sat reading through the song book in the tavern of Agnarum as he listened to the voice of the dwarven bard muttering ”As lon’ as ye nae sen’ aneh lullaby et be good wef’ me.” He then chuckled as he sat back and enjoyed the songs
  22. Chromie

    [Bounty] Petty Bandits

    (( Look, if it’s a bounty then the reward should be something then what the guy holds. like make the reward cheap if he’s easy. like 50 minas but so we can make minas flow properly
  23. a kharajyr would get his hand on a paper. “verry guuud read” the kharajyr says
  24. 203RD ATTACK BATTALION REPORT A squadron of ARC-170s provide escort for the trio of capital ships bound for the surface of Edichi, c. 17 BBY. “RNS Dauntless. You are cleared to land at LZ-Alpha. Decrease throttle. Tugboats will guide you in.” “We copy, reentering atmosphere… now. 470 clicks out and descending.” replied a commanding voice. The voice belonged to that of Fleet Admiral Lucien Condotta, who stood firmly in control at the center of the bridge of the Victory-class star destroyer, the Dauntless. From where he stood, he possessed an overarching view of the stations of each of the bridge staff. With their backs turned, manning the consoles, some still felt the heavy weight of the gaze of the distinguished Clone Wars fleet admiral. “Routine landing sequence everyone. Day 471.. Still no scratches on the hull. Let’s keep it that way.” came a second, more hoarse and aged voice, to the right of Admiral Condotta - the First Mate, Jalen Ryon. It was just that, another day. The crew of Dauntless were familiar with combat and the ins and outs of their ship, they’d be damned if they botched a landing. The bridge was eerily quiet, many of the crew unsure of what to expect. The boys on the ground had been given some time to construct their base. Hopefully their efforts paid off. It was nearly quiet except for one of the officers giving periodic updates regarding the ship’s altitude. “400 clicks. 350. 300… 100… 50… 25..” A voice once again came through the radio, “We see you, Dauntless. Tugboats engaging tractor beams. Sit back and relax. We’ll take you in.” With that, there a subtle jolt in the ship as the tugs activated their tractor beams. Ever so gracefully did they ease the star destroyer into its specially constructed landing site, before breaking off to aid the two light cruisers in their landing. Admiral Condotta heaved a sigh of relief, a smile crossing his tired features for the first time in many cycles, “Another happy landing.” __________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Individuals gather around the holotable in the situation room, c. 17 BBY “Sir, incoming transmission from an old Republic frequency.” “Impossible, CT-4910. What other Republic assets were there on Edichi?” responded Lt. Blisk, padding towards the holotable at the center of the dimly situation room. “Unsure. Though, there were other deployments, states the mission manifest.” said the communications officer. “If more of our brothers are out there, we have to contact them.” said Blisk, hand held firmly upon the grip of his DC-17, as if ready to leap into action at this moment. “Shall I patch them through?” asked the officer, shakily. “Yes. Let’s hear what they have to say.” __________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ An example of a Republic propaganda/recruitment poster hung throughout the city. Through the bustling streets Arranoc, which the clones have come to know it as, marched Clone Commander Attre. He was flanked by a squad of clones, among them Lucky and Octane. Each stride they took was with purpose - they had a clear destination as they brushed past the civilians on the sidewalk. It seemed that some of the citizens had cozied up to the clone troopers. That much, he was thankful for. They were surprisingly well received and weren’t blasted on sight. In all of the scenarios that played out in his head, he never foresaw the cheering at their arrival. With each face they passed, some waved, others smiled, while some children approached the white-clad men in curiosity - only to be guided away by their parents. We’re still outsiders, he thought. Trust doesn’t come by easily. “We’re here sir.” declared one of the clone troopers, “City hall.” he and another trooper took up guard positions by the entrance, propping their long-barrelled DC-15s against their shoulders. “So it seems.” said Attre, turning to the rest of his escort, “Alright, boys. Come in with me. Safety on - no mishaps. And do me a favor… don’t embarrass me.” “You can count on it, sir.” said Lucky. Attre scanned the visors of the rest of the troopers, seemingly satisfied with the answer. “Alright, after me.” he beckoned them to follow, flipping up his rangefinder as he ascended the stairs towards the city hall’s entrance. __________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ A clone trooper takes inventory as cargo and salvage is unloaded from the RNS Dauntless. “It’s much less than I’d hoped, but we’ll have to make do.” said Sloane, swiping through the manifest upon his handheld datapad. “Look at it this way - it’s a good start.” replied another clone. “Maybe we can get some bacta tanks running - or better yet, refreshers with plumbing.” said Thorne, curiously popping open the lid of one of the cargo containers, only to find what appeared to be a large collection of scrap metal and debris. Sloane chuckled lightly, shaking his head, “Don’t get your hopes up. We still got much to do.” “Of course.” replied Thorne absently, intent on rummaging through the collection of cargo, overturning much many of metal scrap, and giving it a cursory inspection. He held in his hand what appeared to be part of a bulkhead of a discarded starfighter. “Found something you’re looking for?” called out Sloane, still tapping away at the datapad. “Hell, no. It’s just a bunch of… junk.” “That junk is gonna come a long way towards our base.” “Right...” the clone rolled his eyes, moving on to see what the next container held in store. Meanwhile, Sloane had picked up a transmission. He set down his datapad, and brought his wrist to his helmet, flicking on the communicator on his wrist. “It’s Blisk.” “Better answer it.” scoffed Thorne. Sloane didn’t reply, patching himself in to Blisk’s comm. “Sloane. We have a new directive. Attre wants you to kickstart the ARC trooper project. He needs special forces - flexible and dependable type. You up to the task?” “O-of course, sir.” stammered Sloane, taken aback. “Good.” said Blisk, allowing Sloane no time to think upon the proposal. “Five LAATs are inbound. One is for the ARC candidates. The other three are filled with the recruits from Arranoc. Fifth is additional troopers. You’re overseeing the training of this base’s troopers. Enjoy your promotion.” “Not sure what to say, sir..” “Don’t say anything. I’ll give you a full debrief later. Hey, you’re with Thorne, right? His objectives have been updated as well. Tell him for me, would ya? The Acclimator from the Arranoc mission is RTBing with what I believe to be all of our walkers. They’ll be of much better use here in the mountains than the hovertanks or the Juggernaut. Get them in forward defensive positions.” “I’ll tell him.” said Sloane. “No need, I have ears too.” called out Thorne, rifling through the contents of yet another crate, though obscured from view. “And Thorne - mine the approaches towards Central Base. I want this area locked down. Motion sensors, artillery batteries, bunkers and pillboxes, you name it.” “That can be arranged easily.” Thorne replied, carelessly tossing wreckage out from the crate and over his shoulder. “Good. Then see to it. Blisk, out.” concluded Blisk, the transmission ending there afterward. “Looks like we got our work cut out for us.” Sloane sighed. “Another day in the Grand Army of the Republic.” ACTIONS (Player) The 203rd Attack Battalion opens up communications with the 104th Battalion. Although wary of their intentions and authenticity, the 203rd displays interest in mutual assistance. (Mod) Recruitment persists throughout the city of Arranoc. Several posters and flyers display slogans such as “Support the Boys in White” or “We March Forward for the Republic.” and portray clone troopers in a noble, heroic light. As well as for the army, recruitment is open for the Republic Navy. (Mod) Clone Commander Attre enters talks with the local leader. He expresses interests in cooperating and also explains their plight to him. Attre asks if he has any information regarding the nearby city-states. (Mod) Commander Attre and his retinue inquire with much of Edichi’s corporations, specifically those with presence in Arranoc. Though he briefly mentions a contract for a Venator, he mostly seems interested in expanding the starfighter fleet with additional ARC-170s. (Mod) A platoon worth of clone troopers are selected as candidates for the revived ARC trooper program. The aim is to create a fast-response, flexible unit of special forces. Meanwhile, the 100 recruits also undergo standardized training. (Mod) Construction of Central Base amidst the mountains of Edichi’s northern continent continues, burrowing deeper into the mountains. In addition, the clones dig themselves in, aiming to establish a fluid line of defenses in multiple layers. Artillery batteries, trenches, listening posts, and bunkers and mines.
  25. ((You really should have made a new post, instead of getting this one in hidden and edited it.)) Evar'tir glances to his main tree, which was ablaze in and brilliant fashion of red flame, the ruibrium tearing away at it. The 'Ker wondered how long he will survive like this, seeing as he didn't take the time to try and pat down his tree. He watched as the tree creaked and groaned unstably, threatening to collasp at any given moment.
  26. overlord2305

    A Criminal Among Us

    Upon finding a copy of this letter that had lost it's way Ilyana would take out a quil and the smallest of bottles containing a small amount of ink. carefully uncorking the bottle and dipping the quil in she would begin to write "I, Lynnette Ilyana Túre reject any and all claims stated above and hereby denounce the state of fi'halen for seeking to prosecute for a alleged crime already settled decades ago, without proper trial or evidence of said crime having ever occured as claimed by various Mali of dubious repute." below this would be the fancifull signature of miss Lynn Ilyana Túre.
  27. Auriel_

    Graia's Lore Master Application

    a fairly good writer I've seen many of his pieces in the past and a fence leaner on allowing guns IC +1
  28. Adder

    ~*~* The Druidic Order *~*~

    Minecraft Username: Novitiate_ Time-zone: EST Playing Hours: 6 daily Discord ID (so we can contact you): Comrade Adder#8119
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