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  1. Praetor

    1912; The Great War

    The Hellenic Kingdom of Greece While the declaration of war still stands, and Greece is at war with both Serbia and Italy, conflict has yet to cross its borders. So for now, Greece putters onwards, and while soldiers train and factories chug out weaponry, many people have yet to feel as if they are truly at war. Apart from the families of those brave sailors lost in combat. Mid-season, two cruisers, four submarines and three destroyers/minesweepers make their way out of Greek shipyards to rejoin the Hellenic Navy. Actions -The improvement on shipyards continues as one of the primary military-industrial focuses of the season. Using shared Greek and Austrian knowledge, the main designers hope to achieve five shipyards capable of finishing most ships below battleship level in under six months (and above in a year) before the end of this initial step of the process. (3 Turns Ongoing) -Fortifications continue along the border as planned beforehand, as does the training of men using the new decentralized/standardized training procedures to increase training capacity and quality. Some of the most experienced soldiers who are no longer capable of serving on the front, and few of those who are are pulled back to central training hubs in various regions to instruct recruits. (2 Turns Ongoing) -In an effort to continually stimulate national pride and the cultural enrichment of the Greek people, Prime Minister Eleftheros Savros passes a law imposing import quotas and tariffs on foreign cultural goods such as cinema, novels and music. While many foreign cultural goods will be allowed in, this move is meant to further allow the expansion and diversity of Greek cultural goods within the nation. -Pro-national and post-Byzantine propaganda continue to propagate throughout the nation. However, Prime Minister Savros is very careful who he appoints as minister of culture, and his direct subordinates. He does not want hardline fascists, even if he does favor mild fascism/hard nationalism. Along with this, the people are often reminded of the imminent danger that the Ottoman Empire and Greater Serbia impose upon them. (3 Turns Ongoing) -Submarine research continues, with the help of Austrian naval engineers. The objective is not only to catch up to the most modern of standards, but to eventually surpass them in all aspects. As such, this project remains at the forefront of military research in Greece. (3 Turns Ongoing) -Construction of the Greek dreadnought continues. At the same time, five new submarines, three destroyers and one cruiser are laid down for construction within Greek shipyards. The submarine area is secured and well-guarded to prevent spying. -Industrial expansion and general modernization of the state continue. Teachers tell their students of the glorious greek past and the Government carefully subsidizes schools in regions where it is more needed, in an attempt to improve the literacy of its people. At the same time new roads, railroads, factories and various other industries continue to be expanded upon. (3 Turns Ongoing) -The Island of Corfu, already with an established fortress, is further reinforced with better artillery, better communication systems and better scouting methods to watch over the mouth of the Adriatic. -Recruitment of a volunteer only army continues, though an attempt is made to moderate the amount to a sustainable level from an economic perspective. (Capping at 650k + 300k reserves for now) -Trade continues through the Mediterranean for the Greeks. Politics – Diplomacy Prime Minister Eleftheros Savros is one of the first to congratulate the King on his recovery, and quickly aids him in re-appointing himself with the current events. In all ways, he acts as a personal advisor and close friend to the King. He gives him council, reports on events happening in the country, helps him write speeches… He spends much of his free time, and some of his occupied time helping the King, and advising him on matters of the state. In many ways, he acts as the channel between the King and the state. Is that not his job after all? Upon Savros’ encouragement, the King visits the frontline defenses a few times throughout the season. He is taken in pictures often, and these pictures are circulated throughout the newspapers. Oftentimes, Konstantine of Epirus, one of the leading generals of the army walks with him, aiding the King’s weakened body along. An embassy is sent to the USA and Romania, to increase awareness and relations. Stats Army: 450.000 / 100.000 Reserves Navy: 22 ships
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    1912; The Great War

    The Hellenic Kingdom of Greece The Declaration of the Twin Alliance From now on, it shall be recognized that the United Kingdoms of Austria and the Hellenic Kingdom of Greece are to be considered allies. In peace or in war, for better or for worse, the nations stand united. As such, The Hellenic Kingdom of Greece formally joins in the war against Italy, in support of its ally. To the people, Prime Minister Konstantine Savros speaks about the threat to their islands, and their people, with Italy so willing to declare sudden war upon its weaker neighbors, without provocation or cause. Thus, Greece has decided to join the war in an attempt to curb the aggressively expansionist ideals of its neighbor, in hopes of securing safety for their kingdom. Major Actions -Shipyard improvement continues. The focus is on making them more efficient, and capable of creating modern, quality ships in large numbers. This is the main industrial focus of the season. -Research into Submarine construction continues, better Offensive Deep-Sea vessels all around is the goal, this time, Austrian scientists and researchers lend aid to boost research. -Defenses begin to be built up along the Serbian and Bulgarian borders. In addition, a handful of fortresses are commissioned to defend the coast of Greece through steel and fire. Focus is first put on the Serbian border and under the current cirsumstances, a lot of workers are drafted from non-essential industries to aid with the completion of the fortresses and the other defenses. -More quarantines and isolation for sick people, to prevent the spread of the Dutch Flu. Borders are shut down and tightly regulated, people can pass, as long as they do not display the symptoms of the flu. -More volunteers are requested in the army, though the Greek military. The military reforms and training continues, with help from experienced Austrian officers to increase the level of skill fo the army. The greek army seeks to recruit as many men as possible through a volunteer program. It makes it clear that it would prefer not to use conscription, and trusts in the patriotic fervor of its people, to defend its land. In the end, Greece wants a highly motivated army of willing men. Normal Actions -In tandem with the construction of shipyards, mass modernization of the state and industries continues. With trade opening up with other nations of the world, great effort is put into creating new factories, new railroads, new dockyards and various other necessities of a modern state. -Byzantine propaganda and Greek nationalism continue. This time, the threat posed by the Ottomans and the Serbians is exhorted in every city. A mortal threat to Greek culture! Every citizen is urged to join the military, or work hard for their country in which every job they find themselves. Productivity must rise, for the clock is ticking, and doom approaches! -Ship construction continues -Orders for more artillery are issued at the greek foundries. -Modernization of the education system, etc. continues, as well as cultural enrichment, etc. Austria contributes to this goal. Education is hoped to be on the rise. Diplomacy Konstantine Stavros officially condemns the German gas attacks on Paris as war crimes. Greek nationals abroad are encouraged to return home and contribute to their nation with whatever skills they may have gained abroad. The United States & China are contacted for trade in coal and other essentials to industry. As is Argentina, and various other nations across the world. The Greek King Constantine I remains ill and bedridden into the next season. For now, guidance of the nation continues under the charismatic and prideful PM Konstantine Zavros. He continues to influence the nation and gather allies in the Parliament, while little by little stripping away the influence of those who oppose him. Discreetly removing a man from power here, or re-assigning an opponent to a dead-end post there.
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    1912; The Great War

    The Hellenic Kingdom Towards the end of 1918, the new elections end. Konstantine Stavros, of the right-wing fascist party emerges as the new Prime Minister. 53 years old, he appears to be far more moderate than his predecessor, and soon begins to end relations with the Central Powers group. A devout nationalist, a moderate fascist and seemingly a decent man when it comes to his own people. Greece has spent the past years in turmoil, reeling from the catastrophic defeat in the war. But with the rise of Stavros and his right-hand man, Eliftheros of Epirus, it can only be hoped that some semblant of national pride can be restored. Life in the city of Athens and every other major town and city in Greece has transformed into a buzz of constant activity as new factories reach for the skies and soldiers parade through the streets, dressed proudly and marching with even greater pride. At sea, the Hellenistic Navy patrols their territory, the prows of their steel behemoths slicing through the sea with ease. It is a time of reforms, re-ignited pride in a bruised national identity, and an outwards gaze upon the world around Greece, and the promises that it holds. Stavros spent nights working around the clock, tirelessly reading reports, appearing in public and igniting the people with pride. Both he and Eliftheros of Epirus wear themselves to the bone enacting their reforms and kickstarting a Greece that has suffered at the hands of a failed war. No more, they swear to each other after long nights of work, over a glass of whiskey and a cigar. No more defeats and humiliations for their proud nation. They had suffered them enough. Actions -Submarines begin patrolling the eastern Mediterranean in secret, getting familiar with the ‘terrain’ and drilling. The Navy does the same, openly. They continue to focus on the training and strategies imparted on them by the British in 1912. -Building of industry and logistical core of the nation. Roads, shipyards, factories, railways. Jobs are stimulated by the creation of new Government sponsored companies, that build up industrial land. The main focus is Shipyards and related industries. Experts from other countries are offered good money to come and work in Greece. -Eliftheros of Epirus, leader of the Hellenistic Army, has spent the past year stimulating nationalistic zeal within Greece. He works very carefully upon a book called the Rise of the New Empire. Within it, he ties Hellenistic and Byzantine roots into a careful renaissance of Neo-Antiquity within Greece. With it, he connects the people to these glories of the past and attempts to reignite national pride and boil the blood of young men with promises of glory. (He also begins to disseminate propaganda blaming the Ottomans/muslims/arabs for the failings of Greece in the previous war) -Four new submarines, a dreadnought, 2 cruisers and 3 minesweepers/destroyers are laid down for construction at the start of the season. Or at least, as many as can be started. The rest will simply have to wait. -More troops are raised, hoping to ride the wave of nationalistic fervor. It is also a ripe time to try out the new military training system. -Konstantine Stavros, from Cyrpus himself, speaks out to the Greek people of occupied lands on the radio. He reminds them of their heritage, of the pride that it brings, and encourages them to never forget who they are, or what they stand for. In secret, agents attempt to make contact with hardcore groups in Ottoman land, Cyprus and other regions to establish a network of possible resistants. -Researchers establish a first project. The improvement of submarines and torpedo boats. Faster, quieter, stronger, more agile, longer time underwater. Better conditions, more torpedoes. A comprehensive improvement of both naval vessels. -Researchers focus on their second project, which is to focus far more on Radios and telecommunication. To improve their radios and code-senders by increasing clarity, range, stability, etc etc. -A reworking of the military structure under Eliftheros of Epirus. Every region has its own army, under the Hellenistic Army. Qualified, highly trained inspector corps go through each region once a month for inspection. Each region trains its men through standardized means, taught by soldiers and officers that have gone through military training school. The inspectors ensure that every region is up to par and educate or train officers who have slacking standards. The goal is to achieve a standardized, highly drilled military. -A general modernization of the country, from schools to healthcare. A slow moving project, as much a matter of inertia and active involvement. On the backburner for now. Diplomacy -Diplomats hasten to Great Britain, Austria-Hungary, Serbia and the Russian powers. -Greek Culture is stimulated through the encouragement of poets, playwrights and authors to write books about Greece and its past glories. Cultural and national pride are encouraged, and many classics are implemented into school teachings. In a way, this new deluge of entertainment is also meant to satisfy and pacify the masses. -A formal demand is sent to the Ottoman Empire. Cyprus must be greek again, and Greece will not stand to see their people under the arab rule. Cyprus has always been Greek, and the rulers would see it be the case once again. -Latin is installed as a secondary optional language to be taught in school starting at the age of 10. Greek is standardized and re-ignited as a cultural thoroughfare. -Stavros works carefully upon the parliament over the months, carefully deviating power from the crown and those ultra-zealous fascists or other without any overt signs. At the same time, he keeps the ailing king distant from politics, preferring to be in de facto control of the nation. It is not rare for him to speak well of the olden days, of a Republic and of Greek democracy. Though he never openly opposes the monarchy. -Argentina, the United States of America, India, Socialist China, Japan and Canada are contacted for trade. To conduct transactions and allow for a flow of resources into Greece to fuel the rising industrial capacity. -QUARANTINE! Measures are put in place at ports and at borders to verify for those affected of plague, and Stavros ensures that government programs expound on the usefulness of washing ones self and keeping an eye out for those affected.
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    1912 (OOC)

    Discord Name; You got it Nation of Choice (and why?); Byzantium Greece Nation’s historical background leading up to 1912: The nation has had a turbulent history. For the most part, it has been under the influence of great power over the past decades. Starting as a Kingdom in the early 1800’s under the Bavarian Otto, it has been shaken by a series of revolutions and upheavals. The first established a constitution, the others did little more than spiral the country into debt, and a series of failed wars against the Ottomans. This changed after the Cretian Venizelos was asked by military members of a coup to come in as their political advisor in 1909. By 1912 he had reformed the political scene, the economy, the education system, purchased weapons and brought the British and French into the fold to help with training his military. Indeed, by 1912, Venizelos has turned the nation around, and prepared it for the chaos that was to come. Nation’s Government Type and Leader/Party; Greece is currently a Kingdom, under George I. The prime minister is Eleftherios Venizelos, of the Liberal Party. Any special characters you made and want to introduce?; Constantine of Epirus, the right hand man of Eleftherios Venizelos and the General of the Hellenic Army. He is a zealous nationalist and behind many of the major military reforms brought forth by Eleftherios throughout the past few years. About 45, he still has a few years ahead of him, and definitely has ambitions for power, once Eleftherios is out of the picture. Nation’s relative army/navy statistics (If you can’t find any pm me); As of 1912 125k standing army 140k national guard + reserves The army has faced significant reforms in past years, and has received training from French missions. 22 ships The navy adopted a british style of fleet management & strategy in 1909, and once again received significant amounts of training from the Royal Navy. Did you read all the information?; Yes Suggestions or feedback?; Yes
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    Onwards [Sci-Fi Nation FRP - RP]

    The Trade Federation The Trade Federation – GTC-1 System – The Citadel – Manchester Convention Center Even when war struck the galaxy like a hammer on weak iron, wringing cracks out of it with every blow, tearing a scream of tortured metal from its iron lips, gold stayed. Like teardrops it clung to the fissuring iron and infiltrated every crack with the acumen of a million war-profiteers. Nowhere was this more apparent than the Quarterly Trade Fair. Tony had organized it, at least in name, for the past twenty years. Like clockwork, four times a year those who found it important enough would make their way over and talk with their equals, pander to their betters and bully their lessers. It was a clockwork operation with a societal hierarchy that transcended space travel and the invention of even the simplest technologies. The rich came to get richer, the poor came to pick at their coat tails, and those who fit into neither category suffered the consequences of each. It was perhaps the only time at which Tony Blaze III truly felt content. A gentle reminder that operations weren’t that bad, that he was still top dog and that top dollar was still waiting out there to be made. He leaned on the balcony and sucked up a fine whiskey with a straw. It made a very distinct slurping noise, and pulled a few glances from those around him. “I’ll say it every year, and I’ll say it again this year. You should really go get some better Kyber modifications.” The rough voice cut through the myriad of soft murmurs and gentle music that permeated the upper levels of the convention center. “And you still haven’t replaced your vocal chords,” he said with a small smile. “My voice is fine, its the ******* you hang out with that don’t have proper speech, mate.” Blaze turned around, leaning his elbows on the balustrade and looking the figure in front of him up and down slowly. “With all the business I’m giving you, I half believed that you might not even make one convention.” “Wouldn’t miss it for the world, mate,” replied the tall australian man in front of him. He wore what could be, in the roughest sense, called a suit. Most of it was alligator leather with outrageous patterns on it. He wore tall cowboy boots and a boonie hat that did little to hide the scruffy state of his hair. In his hands, an enormous cigar. “How’s business?” said Tony. He slurped again. “What with Hephaestus making you give me **** at cost, I can’t imagine its all that good.” The australian scowled and shook his head. “Can’t complain, they make sure I don’t yap too loudly. In the end it’ll pay off.” He grinned a wide grin full of crooked yellow teeth that seemed to be trying about as hard as they could to pop out of his gums. “And the PR is insane mate!” he slapped Tony on the shoulder with enough strength to break open a dakite hull. “Do you know how many people are coming over trying to get our amazing margins and stupendous deals? Unbelievable!” Tony smiled and rubbed his shoulder slowly. “Glad to hear, friend. I might be passing some more deals your way.” He scowled and leaned in closer, while the australian did the same. He had that odd glimmer in his eyes. The one people had at the convention when they anticipated some sort of deal so ridiuculously lucrative and semi-illegal that they could barely withold their anticipation. “The Board is pressuring me to outlet some of my production to Federation manufacturies. I need you to have a look-see as their stocks in a few days, I’ll make sure some scandals make them tank.” He winked and leaned back up as the australian nodded slowly. “I like it Tony, I like it a lot mate. You ruthless little bastard.” Someone called his name in the distance and he shouted something back in Australian. “I gotta go, mate. I’ll have a look at that thing you mentionned soon.” Tony tipped his glass in his direction and pulled out a small datapad as the man moved away. He idly ticked off another name from the list. Only two dozen more people to speak to and he could relax. Maybe watch some demonstrations of the new Firehawk Mk VI swarm missiles near Citadel. They made for beautiful fireworks in a pinch, if his marketing team was to be believed. Actions 223 + 1100 More work is put into understanding the Ar’Gakari virus, and Gakari cybertechnology. As much is put into understanding it, as bypassing it and accessing the data within the Datacore. Indeed, this is as much reverse engineering their protective measures as beating them. (200 AP) (300AP Invested) More weapons technology! Torpedoes this time. Heavy, small, fast, slow, but all of them as hard to hit as possible, of course. (120AP) (300AP invested, T6) The Harpie Mk II and B4-X8 Sandstorm face long awaited upgrades. The new fighter and bombers will be generations ahead of what they once were, capable of defending Federation space from all invaders. They are renamed the Blaze Mk I Heavy fighter and the B5 Snowstorm all purpose bomber. (265 AP) (350AP invested) Project Horatio Black is launched. It picks up where Ruthless Monkey left off on cyberwarfare. But now, it combines Evil Twin along with it. The goal here is to take very carefully chosen volunteers from the Evil Twin program and upload their minds to datacores after extremely intense training. From there, they undergo a thousand tests and processes to turn them into ultimate AI’s, based on organic minds and developed to the full potential of computerized capabilities. They are to be the ultimate navigator, ship AI aid, cyberwarfare device, hacker, infiltration weapon, etc. The pinnacle of human cyber technology. (500AP) (750AP invested) Continuing on past years, more stations and refugee posts are made, and more humanitarian efforts are sent out from the Trade Federation. Refugees are encouraged to join the workforce. From lowly manual workers to exiled engineers. Businesses are encouraged to use these new minds towards innovation and greater efficiency. (100AP business) (460 invested) 750 fighters and 250 bombers are created to protect the homeland. (10AP) The TAROT project is reignited, with the goal of making a ship-based variant for Cruiser-class and above. (100AP) (200AP invested) The Sunlight Foundation is founded on under the control of Ernst Junger, billionaire philantropist. He begins to produce and acquire huge amounts of medecine, food, clothing and other essential goods including building materials, tools, and simple, easy to assemble shelters. All these things are then packaged and ship freely to crisis-regions where they are to be distributed to refugees around the galaxy. Operating as an NGO, Ernst Junger uses his own personal wealth for the launch of Sunlight Foundation., however he also appeals for donations to the galactic community to continue his humanitarian work for all those affected by war. (33AP invested into production and distribution of humanitarian goods)
  6. The Guardians of the Voice Dak Sentris LP-A - Checkpoint Auresh - 1423 - Eighteenth Day - 8th Month Dak unshouldered his bag and tossed is casually onto the growing pile besides him. All around him, people were streaming out of the shuttle and adding the pile. Heavy bags smashed onto it, and he could hear the occasional crunch as smaller ones were ground down to mulch beneath them. He made sure his bag was nice and deep into the pile, and that the rest star on top of it was clearly visible. Without looking back, he forced himself to make his was towards the checkpoint slowly, his hands in his pockets and a bored look plastered on his face. He’d done it a dozen times already, shifting identities and bags at nearly every city from east to west. He’d even had a inpromptu facial surgery midway, after a ridiculously close call. He rubbed his jaw and stretched it slowly as he reached the checkpoint and rested his hands on the counter. The young woman behind the desk barely looked up at him, but the two stormtroopers standing at attention only half a dozen feet away did. Their blank, ghoulish masks seemed to fixate him with cruel intent and Dak barely refrained from clenching his hands into fists. These were the first actual troopers he’d seen this trip. “Welcome to LP-A,” said the girl, glancing up at him boredly. “Name, job, reason for arrival.” “Jut Fev, Trader, Trading. Here, have my ID,” he said with a warm smile, pulling it out of his pocket and stretching over the desk to hand it to her. “Uh, thanks,” she muttered, taking it from his open palm. She paused for a moment after that, and Dak felt sweat gather on his brow like a dam ready to break. The Stormtroopers gaze felt ever more heavy, crsuhing his shoulders with an ironclad promise of pain. Then the girl shook herself and nodded crisply. “Of course, let me log you.” Dak closed his hand around the red star tattooe’d on his palm and felt his body shaking ever so slightly beneath his thick layers of clothing. If she had been the wrong one… But no, she smiled at him, handed back the card and Dak walked past the troopers, who barely gave him a passing glance. He picked up his bag and then, he was free. Suddenly, the oppressive weight seemed to lift from his shoulders and he exited into a wide open street, the tight checkpoint already fading from his memory as he looked around with wide eyes. He hadn’t been back to LP-A in years, not since he’d had problems with the families. It was different now, the streets were greyer, the building had new cracks running through them and the speeders darting above his head had a little more rust and a little less glamor. Even the people looked grimmer. Where once foodstalls had openly proclaimed their goods to smiling children in front of spaceport checkpoints, he could only see two stells, both held by burly men with suspicious looks on their stony faces and crowbars near at hand. Two stromtroopers walked by and gave him a look. “Move along, citizen,” one of them said. Dak bowed his head quickly, his unkempt hair falling in front of his features. He broke into a brisk walk, slowly falling into the pattern that those around him seemed to take. Head down, fast pace and no looking upwards. No looking at the inner city towers and the large imperial banners hanging from them like bloody corpses. Asherba Eks Street, number 4585, Room 22, the closet. He recited the instructions in his head a few times as he made his way through the dreary crowd and down into the iron maw of the subway system. A stink emenated from them, as if something was rotting deep within the bowels of LP-A. No doubt a few corpses had found their way there, to mix with the human excrements of those too poor to even crawl out from within. The rich took speeders or ground travel, the poor took the subway in all its rusted, grimy and vicious glory. From what he’d heard, stromtroopers didn’t go here. As soon as one of the vessels ground to a halt before him in a shower of sparks, he darted in and stood opposite the door, his gaze darting around the carriage. A drunkard or two, a dozen homeless and some people too poor to care about being robbed. Finally, he began to relax a little bit and the tension bled from his bones and out through his muscles. The hard part was done, now all he needed was to find his handlers data and start the job. Actions -The Guardians break up into cells. Each cell consists of roughly ten people, who live in a specific region and operate with little knowledge of those around them. All of them answer to a handler, who in turn is not known by more than anonymous droppoints and a codename to his operatives. He reports to a core Guardian member, who follows a similar system to avoid recognition. This core member takes care of a specific number of Handlers, and reports directly to the Guardians themselves. -The Guardians break up into groups themselves, and begin roaming the great empty expanses of land around the globe, especially north, often pretending to be shepards, vagrants or others. They rarely stay anywhere for long and make no permanent bases. They communicate through apparently inane messages and coded language, or through physical means. -Word is spread amongst the population that the Guardians are organizing a resistance to push back foreign invaders from Edichi. While no location is ever given, the bars of villages and cities are often visited by sympathetic people used as recruiters as well as operatives. (MOD) -Moving constantly, and relying on sympathetic citizens for materials and aid, the Guardian’s core of scientists and researchers begin to work on fibres and jammers that disrupt or make places and people invisible to life scans, thermal imagery, etc etc. (MOD) -Using their long tenure as Guardians of Edichi, the Guardians attempt to find sympathetic people in the cities and at all levels of the government or other businesses. They search for informants, people willing to look the other way when something needs to be slipped through a checkpoint, etc. In addition, they try to soak up as much information about the state of the planet as possible and those who remain on it. (MOD) -About 40 operatives are sent east, to incorporate the various townships and cities along the way and spread the influence of the Guardians as handlers for cells. They use contacts and act inconspicuously. Traveling merchants, shepherds, etc. They use the chaos falling on the planet to act fast and find a place as refugees of the growing conflicts. The MAIN target cities are as follow: (MOD)
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    Star Wars - Shadows of the Past

    Discord: You have it Faction of Choice: Rebel 7 Faction Name: The Guardians (of the Voice) Brief Faction History: For the entire history of Edichi, the Guardians of the Voice have existed. A religious order centered around the use of the Force, they worship Edichi and act as protectors of the Planet in all aspects. The people, nature, its history, culture and of course, Temples. When space travel came to Edichi, the Guardians of the Voice remained a venerable order, but they lost much of their power to corporate greed and soon were seen as little more than a Cultural Figurehead with little innate power. Yet, below this façade of fading influence, the Guardians of the Voice continued to train their apprentices, learn the ways of the Force and defend that which they could with what waning power remained in their grasp. Now, with the planet isolated and so many foreign elements upon its surface, they have cut ties with a failing government, and turned on those who would take the planet as their own, and ravage it with war and industry. Acting as a guerilla force, using their deep knowledge of the planet, the Guardians fight to protect that which has been theirs for thousands of years. Hero Name: Voice of Voices, Manna Brief Hero backstory: Manna, Voice of Voices, is the leader of the Guardians, and their greatest (or only) force user. She is a 55 year old female human who looks like she were half that age. Determined, driven and highly traditional, she venerates Edichi and will do everything she can to protect it from the invaders. Powerful in the Force, she wields a saberstaff, but her true might lies in her manipulation of the Force, not open combat. A gentle leader, she inspires loyalty through absolute dedication to her people and while she shirks away the thought of killing, she acts when it is needed, for the greater good of Edichi. Truly, there are few who could claim to be as dedicated to the good of the planet as her. Hero Point Acquisition: Force Sensitive (8points) Force Ability: 5 Point Force Combat: 3 Point Command: 2 Points Any specific items/equipment request: A saberstaff & A Holocron with old Jedi teachings.
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    The Rise (FRP Thread)

    Annor's Crossroads - The Avernatus Family 41 AP + 10 AP + 22AP Treasury 2 + 3 imperial influence 12 AP foundry 10 AP base 8 AP markets 2 AP Vinyards 2 AP Fools gold 7 AP Population Population: 755,827 Work on the Millus Bomb continues. After all, with such a dastardly device, there can only be improvement. (10AP + 10AP investments) (36AP invested) Engineers continue to toil away at the roads in Annor, struggling to reshape them into something somewhat useful. (13AP) (6/40) Work on Engineering continues within Annor. (10AP) (60AP invested/200) Two units of heavy infantry are given basic training and equipped with steel gear, to be sent off to fill the ranks of the Provincial Army once more. (12AP) Two Imperial Ashwing Regiment is also trained for the Provincial Army and equipped with T2 gear. (16AP) One light infantry unit is trained and equipped with T1 gear and given basic training, for the Provincial Army. (2AP) The Sorcerer's Conclave of Altaire is given a progress report on the Millus bomb, and of course, full agreement to share the plans upon completion is given. Decimus Avernatus, the Annor envoy to the Capital makes it clear that the interests of the Empire are at the heart of Annor’s concerns. They also give them preliminary plans on creating far larger devices similar to the Handcannon, for sieges, etc which they hope to receive funds for as well. (0AP)
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    Onwards [Sci-Fi Nation FRP - RP]

    The Trade Federation Citadel Guard Training Base - Facility 14 - 05:01 - [REDACTED] System - [REDACTED] Space “...Fleet is not a plaything for your newly formed freaks, Mr. Blaze. We have enemies coming for us, the Chupan’Mo are proof enough of their prowess, I need those ships under my command, not under some jumped-up science experiment who throws them away on tests!” The vessel shuddered and Tony glanced up at his guard with a raised eyebrow. “We’ll be arriving in sixty seconds, sir. Clearance has been issued by FacSec.” He nodded and turned back to the small holographic image. She’d been a pretty woman once, when she had fought the Replicants. A hero that Tony had needed to turn the opinions of the masses in their favor after the Nexus disaster. Now stress had wrought upon her face a fate worse than age ever could. Lines on her brow, grey streaks running through her hair and bags under her eyes deeper than his pockets. “Eldrige, you are paid to maintain the fleet, not Task Force A-72. If you wish to have further command over it, perhaps you should go through the same trials he has.” The ship shuddered again, jolting him almost imperceptibly in his seat. “Now I have a new project to oversee, return to your duties.” He flicked a finger and the link was cut. She was proving to be more of a thorn in his side with every passing year. Good intentions hid behind her constant nagging, but there were more pressing matters than assigning a few more ships to home defense. His projects would outweigh any contribution that they might have, in time… He looked up at his guard. “Captain Wolcotski, I will have you with me every step of the way. Your input on the Facility’s progress since your days within it will be valuable.” “Yes, sir,” replied the man in black and gold armor, unslinging his gun and holding is firmly against his chest. Tony Blaze III stood up and stretched, before pulling a cigar out from his breadpocket and lighting it with a snap of his cybernetic fingers. He pulled heavily and then, without looking pulled out another and tossed it behind him. A slithering sound later, it too ignited and Mnbli, dressed in a slug-proportioned suit appeared at his side, a cigar hanging out of what the kribs considered a mouth. Tony smiled down at the slug. If only everyone were as quiet yet amicable as Mnbli, his world would run far more smoothly. ------------------- A message is sent to every nation in the North, including Darkul and Zaxx, excluding the Gakari. It is sent through Quantum Communications. A message is also sent to everyone in the South, including the Keerim. It is a video of Tony Blaze III upon a podium, in a dark room with a TF logo behind him. "Esteemed members of the Milky Way Galaxy, as some of you may know, the Trade Federation has long possessed an advanced, quantum-scanning module we have named TAROT." A blueprint appears behind him, and artistically traces a path across the galaxy to every nation capital. "Capable of scanning everything within a range of ten sectors actively, and five passively it will detect vessels in warp, lifeforms, energy and practically everything else." He pauses and pulls out a fat cigar, lighting it and inhaling. He closes his single eye as a trail of smoke escapes his scarred mouth. "As you are watching this transmission, we have forward the blueprints of this technology to every government, excluding the Ar'Gakari and the unknown Incursion. This includes the Keerim Imperium, who are dying by the billions to hold back the tide. We, the Trade Federation, do this in the name of the Galaxy, and of survival. We send it to all, so that if, one day, we are fortunate enough to live in a world without existential threats, the balance of power shall not be shifted. It is the hope of the Trade Federation that all who see this, understand the dire straights in which this galaxy is. I bid you good day." Every nation, excluding the Ar'Gakari and the Incursion, receive a large flow of data, detailing the exact method of construction, and specifications for the construction of TAROT modules. Actions 166 AP + 3105 AP Every nation, excluding the Ar'Gakari and the Incursion, receive a large flow of data, detailing the exact method of construction, and specifications for the construction of TAROT modules. (0AP) With its substantial defenses, Citadel space is opened and advertized as a safe haven from the war for any soul willing to sign citizenship and work a stable job. God knows the Federation could always use an extra pair of hands, or tentacles! (0AP) The CARAVAN Trading Assisstant is launched. Any trader who docks at GTC-1 or GTC-2 can plug in his Docking Pass into a system that recognizes him as an official trader officially docked at the GTC. Then he has access to optimized systems that will aid him in charting the best, most efficient and profitable, fuel efficient etc, routes to his destination. This service is offered freely to any trader on the GTC-1 or GTC-2, through easy to use, intuitive and accessible means. (0AP) Three more colony ships are prepared this year, to soon be launched out into the war torn void. In the name of the great chaos god Profitt. (9AP) Repair and refueling stations sprout up everywhere in the east and west, new hotels and luxury resorts are built on Citadel. Along with this, massive rehabilitation facilities made specifically to house wounded soldiers in comfortable surroundings, where they might recover. In the West, in GTC-1, Nexus II continues to be rebuilt. Similar to the Citadel, it will offer a significant amount of amenities, along with rehabilitation facilities, repair facilities, housing, hotels the smooth, well-oiled expertise of the Trade Federation at acting as a trade waypoint. New logistic networks are made to transport goods and people as efficiently and quickly as possible throughout the station, and brands that work well are promoted to the public as valid stock options to invest in, and continue to increase GTC functions. (120AP) (360invested) Work on the Ar’Gakari tech continues. The fruits born from Ruthless Monkey are now put to use. Advanced cyberwarfare knowledge and a particular virulent virus are tested against the Datacore defenses in a closed circuit, the all being studied from afar. Continuous, neverending tests on the World ship datacore and non-stop trials to understand it, decipher its way of working and its programming go into their third year. The modular adaptor is also put to use to better communicate with it. At the same time, more tests go through for the power armor and guns. Now that they can be used, some more (willing) scientists are grafted to better work with them, deconstruct them and study them. (40 AP) (100 AP invested) Evil Twin continues. With better reaction time, better capsules and complex sensors that are capable of predicting a fatal blow before it lands, to allow to better scans. Better automated systems are implemented, to allow for less crew and more control to the Capsuleer. Things are improved. (95AP) (350AP invested) Xeri & Koch continue to improve their line of trizendrium-kinetic weapons. Everything must be better, everything must be the best a person can buy. Everything must be ready to be purchased by the hordes of soldiers and nations swarming through Federation space towards the Gakari. (40AP) (Tier 6 kinetic small arms) Torpedoes face continued improvement. Xylorite & trizendrium variants are equipped with VITC AI and better dodging and evasion maneuvers, as well as improved boosters. (120 AP + 40 from Hephaestus.) (180 AP invested) Swarmers continue to be improved. Trizendrium tipped or not! (120 AP + 45 AP from Hephaestus) (300AP invested, T6!) 15 million rifles, 500.000 anti tank rifles, 5 million grenades and 100.000 flamethrowers are produced for the Alduu’Uuranean Protectorate, to be shipped from Hephaestus Manufacturies to the Citadel for transport. (2720AP) Production of 70.000 rifles for the Federation armed forces, using their own manufacturies. (13AP + 7.5% production bonus)
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    The Rise (FRP Thread)

    Annor's Crossroads - The Avernatus Family Thirteen men moaned in a dissonant tune, their cries whipped away by the wind, torn from their parched lips like a dying breath. Their bodies were gaunt, bones poking out at obscene angles, sores lining their wrists and legs and neck. They were spread out as if in supplication to a greater power, their hands and feet kept in place by thick, roughly hewn nails. Everyone of them had fidgeted, tried to break free of their iron grasp and with every move the gaping sores widened, their flesh torn and pulled beneath the strain of their entire body. A few still had their eyes, spared by the crows for a later date, when all the other delicacies had been picked away. Those who did stared out blankly at the horizon, flat and distant, guarded by the encroaching darkness of an early winter night. Ferro stared at them for a few moments, his hands clasped behind his back. “Thirteen men, thirteen bandit groups, and you and your men dismantled them with great efficiency. Excellent work, Scipicus.” He smiled and patted his son on the shoulder. “I’m very proud of you.” ---- Another explosion, a flash of light and a thundering tinkle of clay and bronze raining against a stone wall. Acera peeked around the corner at the hunks of meat spread out around the Millus Bomb, then turned back to her compatriot, a huge smile on her face. “We’re getting there!” ---- Lucretia spends the Winter in Aulus, communicating with her brother, the Steward Gaeus Avernatus through messengers. For the most part, she tends to her health, observes the goings on and sends reams of letters to maintain her political network. The cold settles deep in her bones that year, and one cold, fresh day of november, she looks out across the snowed-down capital of Aulus and sighs. She was not long for this world, the freeze that gnawed at her bones told her that much. She needed to groom a successor. Provincial Actions 32 AP Training of T3 heavy infantry to Veteran status. Previous years batch. (2AP) Recruitment of T3 heavy infantry, veteran (8AP) Recruitment of T2 light infantry (archers) (3AP) More work goes into the Millus Bomb. This time, tests are made with hardened, baked clay made with three support beams in the middle. They also try a second method, a thin bronze outer casing cast around a clay inside, for solidity without sacrificing shrapnel. The fuse of course, it also continually tested for reliability. Better materials, etc… (8AP) (16AP) The Avernatus family funds the new iron mine on the Salathai islands. Another foreign investment! (9AP) A shipment is sent to the Emperor with a selection of UNLOADED fireweapons, mainly highly stylized, as well as some fireworks made of small amounts of gunpowder and other chemicals for colors. The caravan escort is careful to specify how and where to use them, and to not bring them to close to the Emperor. (1AP) The treasury invests into Annor engineering! (10AP) (60/200) Scouts are sent to roam Annor for any resources worth exploiting, be they valuable, or less so. They scatter across the fields and mountains, sometimes alone, sometimes in groups, sometimes with prospectors. (1AP) Continued scouting from the Annor Defense Army, commanded by Gaeus Avernatus, Lucretia’s younger brother. The last bandits are to be found, put into camps, or crucified. (0AP) One T1 Light Infantry, One T2 Light Infantry, Two T3 Heavy Infantry (Veteran) are committed to the Provincial Guard. Legio II Ferrata.
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    The Rise (FRP Thread)

    Annor’s Crossroads - The Avernatus Family Lucretia sits in her office and broods. She stares at maps, reports and financial sheets. Not much good, but not too much bad either. The fools of the council had blindly followed a spiteful man into electing an incompetant puppet. If they had no interest in strong provinces, led by strong people, then she had no interest in working with them. -- Acera heaved the large tube onto the table and strapped it down with thick leather belts. She huffed and puffed and wiped her brow, right at the jointure where her leather cap ended, and her red, sweat covered face began. Really, Octavius should have found her a new aid by now! With one final sharp intake of air she walked to the other side of the room, with a big hunk of flesh hung from a chain. She patted it twice and tugged on the meat sharply. No give, firmly hooked. “Alright, let’s begin!” she said, clapping her hands once and marching back to the gun. She picked up a small notebook and scribbled down an entry: Test Number 21; The Handcannon proves to still be an unreliable tool. I have had six explosions, four misfires and three wildly inaccurate shots, even at short range. Test number 18-21 have attempted to thin the barrel, reduce the projectile size and create a safer environment for gunpowder to be ignited within. The fuse system has also been reworked. She blew on the wrinkled, grubby pages and put the book far away from the handcannon. “Test number 21...begin!” She grabbed a candle and lit the handcannon fuse, before stepping to a safe distance and sliding on a chainmail mesh visor. A boom, a spurt of flame and a cloud of smoke. The hunk of meat swung back and forth and the wall behind it cracked, sending a small shard of stone zinging into Acera’s leather apron. She slowly lifted her visor and stared at the hunk of meat, where a large cavity had been torn open. “Test number 21...end.” ---- Gnaeus Fabianus was a working man. An honest man! Apart from that one year of hard famine that pushed him into banditry. But it hadn’t gone all that well, and forced labor for five years in the foundry had discouraged him from continuing the practice. Now, he had found a decent wife, had two boys in the Provincial Army and a stable job at the age of fifty-five that didn’t include back-breaking labor two feet away from a furnace. He sighed deeply and leaned back against his cart, as his two donkeys plodded along the winding dirt road that lounged along the ruined highways. He didn’t like the highways much, they looked like something some magic person would cook up. Gnaeus hawked and spat out a runny, rusty looking mess from the back of his throat, splattering it along the dusty roadside. “Ahh, this is the life,” he said to his donkeys. “You having fun over there, Lucretia and Acera?” He chuckled and cracked his reins against their backs. You had to get back against the Owners somehow. “Halt!” came a distant voice. Gnaeus hunched his shoulders and didn’t halt. “Halt!” came the shout again. Gnaeus halted. A rider came up to him on one of the rare horses you could find in Annor. “You’re four days behind the rest of the steel shipments!” was the first thing the rider said. Gnaeus grimaced and shrugged his old shoulders. “Lucr- The donkeys got tired!” A few beads of sweat popped up on his brow. The messenger glared at him, but nodded once and shrugged. “It doesn’t matter, you’re to return to the Capital immediately. You’ll be compensated for the route.” “But I’m halfway to Farlus, and I know they’ve got some places to spend your gold at in the Capital!” “What was your route?” “The Esk Savannah,” said Gnaeus with a frown. He picked at a tall strand of grass growing high up to the cart and began to chew on it ruefully. “And they sent you alone?” “I’m a reliable merchant, everyone trusts me, even the bandits.” He paused. “That’s not what I meant.” The man rolled his eyes and jerked a thumb backwards. “Get back to Lex Dimitis, Worker.” Gnaeus sighed and squeezed his pack of gold coins ruefully. He’d been dreaming about this trip for months, saving up everything that his wife didn’t spend for a good time. “As you say, soldier,” he grumbled. And so the messenger went from convoy to convoy, calling back steel shipments throughout the region and beyond to return to the Capital, until such time as a favorable agreement was made. Provincial Actions AP 32 20 AP into T3 engineering, +10 from the Riviera. (50/200) 1 cohort of T3 heavy infantry (6AP) Stabilization of gunpowder is key! Acera Avernatus begins to work with Willus Millus on a new type of explosive weapon, the Millus Bomb. A solid clay pot, about the size of a hand with a carefully designed fuse, that lasts 4 counts. Once lit, you must toss it, and it explodes into a fiery ball of shrapnel and...fire. At least thats the plan. It hasn't really worked up until now. (6AP) The gunpowder providers are contacted by Acera Avernatus, lead researcher in fireweapon technology within Annor. She asks for a research grant to further her experiments on unorthodox explosive weapons, larger scale handguns and the refinement of existing models. She sends this letter through her brother, Decimus Avernatus, currently stationed in the Capital. (0AP) Patrols begin for real this year. The men trained and equipped the previous year are sent out to scour the roads of Annor and clear them out of bandits. Low profile bandits are sent to forced labor within various manufactories, while their leaders, and more organized groups are crucified along the long, flat, straight road to Lex Dimitis. (0AP)
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    The Rise (FRP Thread)

    Annor's Crossroads - The Avernatus Family Population: 600.000 Army: 2000 light cavalry, 2000 light infantry The trip back to Lex Dimitis was quiet, for the most part. Upon her return, Lucretia was glad to see the roads were already lined with crosses, many of which were adorned by the crow-picked corpses of the lawless. She allowed a small smile to cross her craggy, rough-cut features as the cart bounced up and down the rough road. Her bones jarred with every bump, and her back hadn’t stopped screaming in abject pain since the beginning of this entire ordeal. Yet, it had worked well and what needed to be secured had been secured. She patted a coffer sitting in the cart next to her. A successful trip, as long as her body did not give out by the end of it. The crows screamed in protest as they rolled by, their talons digging into the putrid flesh of their meals as they flapped their wings ominously. At the edge of the city, a pall of smoke hung in the air and a deep glow contrasted sharply with the rising sun in the east. Even from afar, she could hear the clang and roar of fire and steel as prisoners and workers toiled away tirelessly within the foundries. A good day for Annor. A good day for the Avernatus. ------------ As she returned home and found her quarters and desk piled with reports and letters, Ferro stood before Lex Dimitis, surrounded by two-thousand men. He had chosen a pavilion, to compensate for his short height, and could see some smiles within the men around him. “You know our job,” he shouted in a surprisingly strong voice. “Find the bandits, capture those you can, bring their leaders to be crucified! Above all, protect the shipments. We cannot lose a single sword to those cockroaches!” ------------ In an even stranger place, Acera stood next to a massive man. The room was lit only by slits through the stone ceiling, allowing light to shine through upon five different worktables. Yet only the man and her were in the room. Her heavy leather clothes and cap scratched horribly against her skin, chafing at the flesh beneath her arms like two circlets of rusted wire. “Very well, Octavius. Again.” The man nodded and lumbered forward, taking one heavy pouche delicately in his hand, he brought it close to a flame. Acera smiled eagerly as the fuse, a long piece of quick-burning plant matter approached the singular candle. A little closer...a flash of light and a crack that shore her eardrums apart and she fell backward with a cry. The world spun around her, all in shades of overexposed color. For how long she lay there, she couldn’t tell, but at some point, she heard a rumbling groan and heaved herself onto her elbows with a groan. A few blinks later and her vision focused on the massive heap a half a dozen meters away. At the same time, the smell of charred meat tickled her nostrils and she wrinkled them with a grimace. “Septimus!” she yelled with a raw throat. The taste of gunpowder covered her tongue like ash. A thin, tall man walked in and looked down at her with a raised eyebrow. “My lady?” “Report another failure in your logs. Too volatile. And find me a new assistant, and some wine.” “Your… assistant is still alive, my lady.” “Don’t you worry, I’m sure he’ll be on his way soon enough, the explosion nearly knocked me out! Quite some progress, wouldn’t you say?” “Of course, my lady.” Provincial Actions 30 + 25 AP 2 Imperial Influence are exerted to pass gold into the right pockets and work the records clean of the 50.000 gold shifted from Imperial Funds to Annor and the Riviera. While a perfectly legal distribution, the goal is to hide it from other governors. Developing the Vinyards of Riviera further...for a price! (20AP) The Governor of Farlus receives his due. (2AP) One Ashwing Regiment with T2 equipment is recruited. (7AP) Three cohorts of light infantry, T1 equipment. The Cohort I Lex and Cohort II Dominus (6AP) T3 Engineering (20/200) Prospecting of the surrounding mountains, under protection of the newly formed militias. (1AP) The freshly recruited men are ordered to sweep the roads of Annor. Any shipments being pumped out of the smoking foundry are protected by dozens of soldiers, on horse and not. The remainder march through the land constantly. Captured brigands are put to work in the forges and foundry under watch. Their leaders are crucified. (1AP) Acera, daughter to Lucretia Avernatus, is announced as ready to be wed. This offer is extended to major trading and manufacturing families in the capital, with promises of land to expand their practices in the provinces, as well as to the families of governors. (0AP)
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    The Rise (Mithradites' FRP) OOC/Apps

    Application: Province of choice: Annor’s Crossroads (5) Governor (Their name, and a little personal history): Lucretia Avernatus. (68 years old, female. Matriarch of the Avernatus dynasty.) Lucretia Avernatus comes from a long line of entrepreneurs, that stretch back into the mid 500’s, born with the Republican Era, much of the Avernatus’ early history was lost to the Imperio-Sorcerer War. What is known is that they began as merchants, and throughout the years moved to the production of goods, owning dozens of artisaneries and having a finger in many guilds throughout the Empire and amassed a significant amount of wealth by the years 700. During the peaceful years of 725-747, the Avernatus Dynasty was joined to the Domemius family, who followed a long and proud tradition of military leaders and officers & weapons manufacturing. Ever since then, the Avernatus family has worked hard to amass a significant amount of wealth by operating dozens upon dozens of Forges and working to innovate in terms of military technology. Indeed, many of their manufacturies and foundries were located in Annors Crossroads, even before their appropriation of the land. Lucretia Avernatus is the image of industrious. At the age of 68, she has lost all of her beauty (if she ever had any!) and kept only her iron hard features and steel grey eyes. A ruthless acquisitioner and unfailing Imperial loyalist, she has operated her manufacturies, foundries, smithies, forges and mines with exquisite efficiency for four decades. Two decades ago, she inherited the title of Lady of Annor, which she worked on with the same maniacal dedication that she had/has for her businesses. Her robotic efficiency and regard for her people is curbed by her husband, Dextus Avernatus (75). Of failing health, he is a calm, and warm man who spent most of his life studying philosophy and mending the bruises that Lucretia’s iron fist caused. For how long he will be able to do that remains to be seen. Their three children, Decimus, Ferro and Acera still live. Your Provincial Culture: Annor’s Crossroads has for a long time been a land of trade, and innovation. Even before their takeover, the Avernatus family has recognized its central position and the optimal setting for foundries and other production facilities. As such, the people of Annor are industrious and hardworking. A man who does not work is a man with no function, and no use. The people are fair, welcoming and respectful, however everyone is expected to work. A traveler should not expect free room and board, but if he works hard in the farm or helps the father of the household in the Smithy during his stay, he will have warm welcomes, a bed and good food. ‘Do your part’ is an unspoken tenant of daily life in Annor. Along with this, come Lucretia’s Laws. The laws and rules of the land, enforced by the military. Severe with herself and her people, Lady Lucretia imposed strict conditions on Annor from the day her rule began. Theft was punished by forced labor, murder was punished by forced labor until death in work camps. Rape was punished by castration and ten years of forced labor. Desertion was punishable by death. Crucifixion is the most popular method of execution in Annor, and their are hundreds of crosses lining the rome to the Capital, Lex Dimitis. Desertion is the only act punishable by immediate execution along with high treason to the Empire. These two laws reveal two of the three core aspects of Annor society. -Hard work -Loyalty to the Empire -Strong military tradition Lucretia Avernatus is a staunch imperial loyalist who has, since her early days, taken inspiration from the Imperial throne. She survived the nightmare era and held her family together through sheer force of will. However, the truth of the desperate conditions of the Empire were laid bare to her, and with that, came the resolve to never see the Empire falter again. Therein lies the strong drive for military excellence within Annor, and the dream to see the Empire restored to what she knew in her infancy. The Region is divided into four relatively distinct casts: -The Owners are the nobles, the master blacksmiths, the managers of large foundries, the owners of mines, farms, sawmills, mills, shops, inns, etc. While there are varying levels of prestige even within this cast, they are all generally owners of a business, and control other people. The divisions within this cast are done by wealth, family, city, business type, etc. -The Soldiers are just that, the soldiers. Any man enrolled in the military is a part of the Soldier cast, who enjoy certain benefits such as less work time. However, when not in action or training, they are expected to fulfill government mandated positions of labor, which is usually strenuous, but in more careful doses. -The Workers constitute the majority of the population, and are the labor force of the region. They toil in nearly every type of business and are seen as the commoners and peasants. Generally, they are hard workers who spend most of their life laboring. Cast division here is done by type of work. Expert metallurgists are far higher in the foodchain than farmhands, yet they remain in their cast, unless they form their own foundry. -The Burdens are the criminals, those incapable of performing any sort of job, the mentally disabled, the amputated, the chronically ill and the infirm. They are reserved no benefits and given little kindness by the people. The criminals and jobless are the most harshly judged, while the others are shunned more than anything. Nobles are expected to own multiple successful businesses. To not do so is a huge blow to their prestige. A Unique Military Unit for your Province (You should read the mechanics before you decide): Imperial Ashwing Regiment (Light Gunpowder/Specialist Handcannonneers)- Bonus: (Veteran for base price) An elite regiment of men well trained in the arts of handling the new handcannons. They are lightly equipped in terms of armor, but carry both a sword and their handcannon. Highly trained and equipped with the finest weapons that Annor can provide. They are experts in the handling of gunpowder and have high knowledge of defense building, siege engineering, and the use of explosive matters.
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    Onwards [Sci-Fi Nation FRP - RP]

    The Trade Federation “I’ve forgotten what it means, to be like you. Such a simple creature, so driven by your lack of continuity.” “Aren’t we all like that?” He continued as if he had not heard him. “It is as if I have been stripped of that evolutionary instinct to fight for every breath. To turn every living moment into a struggle for my own survival. I have forgotten what it means to fear the end.” “You’ve forgotten what it means to die?” “Yes.” He shrugged. “Something within me tells me I should be terrified of the utter inhumanity of such an utterance. But I cannot feel it. I cannot look at you now, and empathize with your imminent death. Or your fragile, unique body. It all seems so absurd to me now.” “Are you not human?” “No, I think I am not. Not anymore.” He smiled. “What a strangely relieving experience. To admit this. To accept that my humanity passed away with my first body.” He stood up. “Thank you, for freeing my mind of its cage.” He walked out of the room. The door hissed and gasped as air equalized and shifted. The door shut again. He looked back into the small room at the kneeling figure, and opened the airlock. “Goodbye, Doctor McKenney. I would hate for you, with your narrow mind and blind eyes, to put others through what I have been.” As the body was torn out of the airlock, Cromwell closed his eyes slowly, a wave of relief surging through him. “I must do that myself. They must be guided.” Actions 300 AP Massive construction begins, orbiting 4500km from the Citadel. An incredible new station, built for the Protorians. A titanic investment. (500AP from Protorians) (670 AP into Citadel Space Defenses) A world is settled. (0AP) Swarmer missiles face massive investment, yuge! Trizendrium tipped and with better AI. (50AP) (135 AP invested) (Tier 3 unlocked!) Enormous investments. With the ridiculous profit margin gained with acquiring the Protorian Contract, the Trade Federation CONTINUES to relaunch its Western market, boosting GTC-1’s presence and return to activity with massive marketing campaigns. To cunter the Andorran business venture, aggressive price cutting and offers that constantly undermine what Andorra may offer are launched. Companies working in the Federation also offer new beneficial paths for the 11 nations in the North with which they trade and logistics companies that have long gotten along with suppliers use these favorable relations to deviate them from Andorra. Along with this comes continuous investment into the Xeri & Kosh brand and their weapon systems. Andorran public companies are also acquired and absorbed by larger Federation companies on the Andorran stock market, to take away profit from whatever ships may come. (60AP) (240AP invested into Business) Torpedoes, the trizendrium & xylorite type, are researched. (20AP) (20AP invested) With actual battle data now, Project Evil Twin continues. Many improvements are made, including better security and heavier armor right around the capsule, an off-center position that allows for lower chances of a direct impact, faster electronic connections, an improved brain scan speed (shaving off miliseconds, etc) and all that can be done to refine the mechanisms of the technology. They also implement a better shall for the Capsule and its own tri-phased shield layer, to increase reaction time. (35AP) (255 invested) Five destroyers, two frigates and a corvette are constructed for Cromwell Inc. (20AP) Work continues on the Ar'Gakari tech. (20AP) (60AP invested) The Industry weapons manufacturing facilities continue to expand with more and more weapons production! New factories are opened on GTC-1, selling weapons to the Darkul, specifically. (25AP) (75AP invested Industry) Xeri & Kosh continue their intensive work on creating the best weaponry in the galaxy! Their Kinetic-Trizendrium line of weapons, named the XKT line, is continually perfected. (70AP) (160AP invested) (Tier 5 unlocked!) The Darkul are approached by trade officials who have long interacted with them through Carina station, and have a modicum of understanding of their culture. The Federation offers them a deal. In return for shipping all south-bound cargo through GTC-1, they will be given exclusive docking ports for their cargo ships and beneficial fees on fuel on a consistent basis. The Federation also mixes in a request for them to influence their Zaxx partners into opening trade with the Federation.(0AP) All ships are retrofitted with relevant technologies. (0AP)
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    Shadow of the Empire [RP]

    The Kingdom of Venice “The Roman Campaign was a catastrophy! Those idiotic greeks threw us into a position we cannot afford!” “General Alonso is correct, we must sue for a white peace,” said a steady commander, taking a gulp of his wine glass. “If we take a white peace, we gain nothing, and lose all our alliances,” snapped Admiral Furente. “We should capital-” “My son is DEAD.” The table trembled as Giovanni Anafesta slammed his meaty hand upon the table, spilling a wine glass onto the floor, where it shattered amongst the boots of his greatest men. “Your crown prince was murdered by a Roman dog, and you seek peace?” He pulled himself up, kicking back his chair. It ground along the stone floor horribly. “We will have peace when Rome has paid for every drop of his blood spilled upon the dirt with a thousand men. Either Rome bends to our terms, or Rome burns.” He turned to Furente. “Take the fleet, set the Adriatic Italian coast to flames. Leave nothing but ash.” With a flick of his hand, he dismissed the remaining men and turned to a paintain upon the wall of the council room. His son, in his prime, in full, glittering armor. His hands shook at his side and he stormed out of the room, slamming the door so hard that the walls shook. 19 AP Three Galleys are made in Venice. (9AP) 1.000 Levy are trained. (1AP) 1.000 light infantry are also trained. (3AP) One-Thousand Light Riders are raised. (4AP) Along with regional levy, the light riders begin to patrol the Venetian norther and north-eastern border for incursions. They travel light and fast, in fractured units, seeking out small groups and hunting them down. (0AP) The Venetian Fleet moves! (2AP) Diplomats go to the Kingdom of Dumnonia & the Sicrii Tribes. 9/15RP for Crossbows.
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