Antediluvixen

Mass Effect Andromeda: Frontier

Firuzeh and Kargad Begin Their Murder Picnics

Firu and Kargad Murder Picnic #1

Firuzeh flashed a look to her side, her breathing quickening as she felt the rush of adrenaline surge through her body, her teammates were beginning to act, Khosin charging into the Kett as though seeking as quick a death as possible. She grinned to herself, relishing the battle soon to come. "Right then." She called to Kargad, biotic energy swirling around her, "Down with the big ugly!"

She charged at the enemy, slamming into a nearby Chosen, driving her armored fist into its chest, biotic energy swirling around her arm. She felt the bony plates covering it crack and splinter under the impact, and she allowed herself a small moment of satisfaction as she saw its broken form hurled from her, lying dead in a crumpled heap against a rock.

Hefting her weapon, she unleashed a torrent of gunfire upon the Fiend, trying to draw the beast away from the main firefight, out of the danger zone for her squadmates, where she and Kargad could take down the thing. She grimaced, watching the bullets slam home into the thing's armored side to minimal effect, and doubled down, aiming to the best of her ability for the exposed sections on its back.

Out of the corner of her eye, however, she caught sight of another Chosen taking aim with its rifle, and she felt two rounds impact her shields in the split second it took her to dodge out of the way, before countering with another charge, her gun hissing as the heat sink overloaded, the hail of gunfire reducing the bony carapace surrounding its head to an unrecognizeable mound. Whirling around, she refocused on her primary target, the Fiend.

Kargad had remained in Firu's dust for a short moment, mouth hanging open as he tried (and failed) to think of some way to respond to Naryxa. He at least wanted to appear to be entertaining the prospect of a totally tactical approach, but he found it difficult to reach for the words when he was meeting her gaze. Something about her energy towards him after that morning's exercise seemed... hostile, almost. It made his hump itch, in that way uncomfortable situations always did. But the awkwardness only lasted a sharp moment - in the instants after Firu had left, Kargad mutely shrugged, jaw still slack, and then hastily pursued her.

He made similar movements across the battlefield, cloaking himself in a familiar field of glowing blue, which moved about him with the rising weightlessness of a neon smoke. He knew himself to be slow - but when he charged, he looked as quick as he did dangerous. He zig-zagged towards Firu's position, jumping between (and subsequently hammering) two Chosen, uppercutting the second with momentum enough to behead it, and send its head sailing over the battlefield. Kargad took half a second to appreciate the spectacle- it's the small things in the universe that make you appreciate the grand design- and then found his footing a jump left of his tag-team Fiend wrestling partner. He stowed his hammer and brought up his Mattock - incendiary rounds on, of course, why spoil the trend?

Although battles often left him hot beneath the plates, this battle was not one of them, not yet. Not until he was wrestling this fiend, his arm around its neck. The closest he might ever come to fighting a beast fit for Tuchanka again. So Kargad found his calm - on the advice of everybody else- and found himself just a little less embarrassed of his high impact, low heat gun... small though it was. He felt the sand shift beneath his feet as he changed his stance, and took his aim - and then began to try and hammer away at the spaces between the Fiend's plates.

Over the rattle of gunfire, Kargad yelled to his left: "What do you suppose the odds are we can charge this bastard from either side and flatten it?"

Firuzeh looked at the Fiend standing between her and Kargad, and weighed the options available to her at that moment, her mind walling out the cacophany of gunfire as she poured ammunition into the beast standing between them. It was visibly weakening, the bullets slamming home and burying themselves within the thing's flesh clearly having some effect on it. As her gun beeped at her once more, venting steam as she ejected the glowing heat sink and slotted another in, she felt a surge in the bloodlust bubbling just beneath the surface, and grinned. "Let's do i-." She growled and then grunted, cutting off midsentence; her voice a markedly different one than that of a few minutes before, low, aggressive, a primal killing instinct creeping in, edging out the reason and logic that normally guided her. She felt her control slipping, and struggled to reign it in.

Shutting her eyes, she turned to the side, two Chosen once more attempting to flank the team, and charged at them, slamming a fist into the head of one, smiling to herself at the satisfactory snap of a neck, and turned to the other one, biotic energy swirling around her fist. The chosen lunged at her, lashing out with a blade of its own that missed her by a hair, and she grinned wider, the energy visible about her entire body as she sprinted forward, driving her fist, omni blade extended, into the thing's chest, pulling it out as blood droplets showered the sand beneath them, and plunging it into the eye before letting the corpse crumple to the ground. She looked back, and with the reflexes of a woman running on pure adrenaline, dodged the mad charge of the fiend as it barreled towards her, jump pack flaring as she cleared its path with less than a half meter between its outstretched claw and her legs.

Landing roughly, she stumbled, taking a moment to right herself and catch her breath.

"Kargad." She called through the radio ,"Let's kill this motherfucker."

Kargad, juxtaposed to the chaos before him, smiled collectedly. It had been a long spell- 600 years, even! - since he'd last had the chance to fight alongside somebody who enjoyed a good scrap quite so much as Firu seemed to. The thought warmed his heart. The thought, and the boiling blood rushing through his breast. War blood, the sort that rushed to a less secure Krogan's head. The sort that bred the blood rage.

Kargad hadn't felt that rage since Tuchanka. He found that it diminished his ability to appreciate the glorious brutality of battle. Tearing the limbs off of some alien behemoth lost its edge when viewed through a red haze. But he could recognise it in others - he could hear it in Firu's voice. There was a smile in his, as it crackled back to her through the comms: ""You've got quads for days, human - I like it."

Kargad's shape- now at the Fiend's hind- was visible for moments at a time as the beast kicked up dust, and sand. Desert dyed dark beneath its growing wounds. He was carefully returning his mattock to his back, and rolling the joint of his wrist about as he tested the weight of his hammer. Thought his next move through.
And then in the next instant he was in the air, engulfed in a voltaic fog and dropping like a stone: "Krogangram!"

Firu grinned, relishing the experience. She could tell, even through their somewhat limited communication, that she and Kargad gained the same enjoyment from the rush of battle and the death of an enemy. It had been too long since she'd shared something like that - over six hundred years - but even beforehand, only for a month or so had she known someone, Krogan or not, who relished the violence of battle but wasn't a mere brute.

"I don't think that's how biology works, but I'll roll with it." She shot back, her breathing steadying as she slipped once more into the calm serenity of pure bloodlust. Biotic energy began to swirl around her once more as she summoned all her might. "Tell you what, though, feel free to tell me all about quads after we've killed this thing. Wonder what it's got, might make a good trophy for that hammer!"

She too shouldered her weapon, the bulky machine gun nevertheless clipping tightly to the magnetized sections of her armor as another omni blade formed around her wrist, customized to match the devastating force her cybernetic arm could deliver. She looked enviously at the hammer Kargad held. Perhaps, if things ever cooled down enough, she could acquire something like that for herself.

And then she was gone, leaping into the air as Kargad did, jump pack flaring as it delivered her into a lofty position above her quarry, and a split second later she plummeted back down, biotic energy crackling around her as she hurtled forwards. She aimed for one of the weak spots on the creature's back, driving herself and by extension, her omni-bladed arm, into the exposed flesh bleeding profusely from the hail of gunfire it had been subject to. Grinning, she braced herself, driving into the Fiend with an unstoppable force behind her.

In an astounding show of biotic talent, Firu managed to land the first of the final hits on the thing - torrents of alien blood rising to meet Kargad as he brought his hammer down on the occipital portion of the rearing Fiend's head, bearing down with the the weight and momentum of a small but determined car. Then he heard it, the satisfying thunk-crack of his hammer breaking carapace, sending small, fine cracks across the beast's chitinous helmet, which broke further when Kargad landed on them, and clung to the struggling monster's shoulders.

For a second, Kargad felt satisfaction. Pride at a job survived. And then, dread. Because the thing was still moving - and now he'd mounted it. He reached forwards in a blind panic, grasping for any edge he could find, and seized the crusts of the Fiend's stony brow, then began to pull, wrenching the thing's head back with all of his might.
"C'... c'mon, you overgrown pyjack! We'll rip your head right off'a your shoulders!"

Firuzeh grimaced, her hand and forearm buried in the mangled flesh of the fiend, blood pouring over her. She wrenched her hand free, the omni-blade having already shattered and dissipated within, greenish blood flowing freely from the wound she had inflicted. And yet, the beast refused to die, and she flashed a look to her side, noticing Kargad struggling to finish it. She too was holding on for dear life as the thing bucked and shook ferociously, trying to fling the two of them from it, and she caught sight of Kargad's discarded hammer on the sandy ground below, making a split second decision.

Launching herself from the beast, she landed on the sand with an awkward and poorly practiced roll, jumping to her feet and dashing forward, seizing up the hammer. Again, the blue, whispy aura of biotic energy floated around her, and she launched herself into the air, jump pack flaring, taking aim at the thing's head. With a shout of pure adrenaline fueled, bloodthirsty glee, she hurtled forward at the thing's head, bringing down the hammer with every ounce of force she could muster.

Kargad was pulling the Fiend's head up with all he had, so when the hammer hit, like a meteor on a handy-dandy stick, it rocked the Fiend's skull forwards again with so much sudden force that it got whiplash. Tendons in its neck audibly snapped, muscles tore, and Kargad- yelling Krogan curses above it all- pulled it back again, twisting and jerking until skin, stretched to marking, finally began to tear about its throat, spewing black-green plasma from between the gaps. If Firu's last blow had broken the things neck, Kargad had just near torn its head off. Then it lurched, and Kargad- biotics at the ready- hurled himself in a blind charge to the desert floor, some few feet away. He struck solid ground just in time to hear their enemy collapse into the sand behind him, kicking up plumes of blood-dyed dust.

It took a few seconds for him to find his centre and rise to his feet again. He felt hot blood on his face. Copper. Why did every alien's blood seem to smell of copper? Was it all part of the same blueprint? He supposed it must have been. He plodded back over, breathing heavy, and then sharply kicked the unmoving beast in the jaw. The head pivoted back on a half-severed neck, but the life and fire in its eyes were gone. This creature had returned to the celestial furnace in which all things are forged.
He exhaled. A battle well fought. Then he scratched at the stony outcroppings of his chin, as he traced the torn flesh of its throat. The thing was half-way decapitated.
"Say, you were talkin' about trophies earlier, right? Think they'd let us hang this in the barracks?", Kargad asked, staring down at their war-crime with a balmy pride spreading between his eyes.

Grinning widely from ear to ear, Firuzeh paused in the midst of the raging firefight around them to admire their work, sheepishly passing back Kargad's hammer before responding. "Hmm... I don't know if it'll fit through the door, truth be told. Maybe if I distract them, though, you can drag it off somewhere and we can build a pyramid of kett skulls." She winked playfully, pulling her rifle from her back once more and scanning the rest of the fighting. "What say you though, work together and show the rest of 'em how it's done? Or should we get a contest going? See who can take down more of these uglies before the fight's over?"

Kargad, totally missing the joke, was already visibly designing a ziggurat of alien bones behind his eyes as he took back his hammer, and bounced it once or twice in his palm.
"Hard to say! On the one hand, you're real fun to work with," he supposed, smile wide and strangely warm, given it was celebrating a brutal combat kill. "But then, you did realign my jaw like a typewriter, so I figure - gotta earn my honour back somehow, right?"
He laughed, puffed out his chest, and struck it with his hammer.
"Bet's on!"

"I win, we get me one of those hammers. You win... Iunno, we'll jury rig a barbecue somewhere and I'll make whatever you want." She grinned, "Bet's on."

Dulce et Decorum Est - A WWI Inspired NRP (dead for now)

@Rtron

Aaaaaand accepted, apologies for not getting to you sooner. Thank you for the edits.

Dulce et Decorum Est - A WWI Inspired NRP (dead for now)

@Kho

Your navy's a bit big, but otherwise it's good. I'd bump it down to around 500 vessels, or so.

Dulce et Decorum Est - A WWI Inspired NRP (dead for now)

Etresna

Name of Nation: Etresna, the Enlightened Realm

Government: Enlightened Despotism - ruled by a monarch with great power, the governing principles of the state stretch back for eons, each Raijen or Reijen - the female or male rulers of the nation, is chosen by an elected council of ostensibly the wisest minds in the nation. The system has worked well thus far, the scholarly nature of much of the elite leading to a burgeoning technological paradise. The state pours much of its budget into the sciences and into engineering, determined to maintain its technological lead in the world.

[url=http://]Map of Etresna[/url]

Claimed Territory

Positioned on the eastern coast of the Narrevian continent, the populous nation of Etresna benefits from the significant rainfal brought by the equatorial westerlies and summer monsoons, the northern section of the nation playing host to a significant rainforest, and the heavy rainfall facilitating widespread rice cultivation in the central regions. Much of the agricultural industry of Etresna is managed by the central state in the interest of maximum efficiency, with the remnants of the Lowlands’ former inhabitants working as tax free, almost independent farmers on vast rice plantations in the north, and even more vast wheat fields on the prairies in the nation’s center. Much of the large population is situated along the coast, the vast and numerous rivers within the nation, in the massive mountains, or the foothills of those mountains where water pools and collects from mountain runoff. Population is concentrated heavily in the nation’s major urban centers, with much of the countryside either all but uninhabited or devoted to the vast agricultural plantations that feed the large urban centers and much of the world beyond. To some extent, the mountains are an exception to this rule, with much of their population distributed widely across the expanse, in mining towns or fortified mountain redoubts. The people of the mountains are responsible for much of the nation’s mining industry, the large and imposing natural defensive barrier doubling as a cornucopia of natural resources. Industrial production is primarily centered in the cities.

Dramatis Personae:
Anukadi “Anu” Firulkh Dashyrr: The current reigning Raijen of the Realm, elected thirty years ago by the grand council. Before her election, Anu was a distinguished civil engineer and public servant, responsible for overseeing the implementation of a modern electrical grid in the Realm’s southern coastal cities. Under her reign, the Realm has seen vast investment in the sciences and in public works, but sometimes at the expense of lower military investment, the Raijen putting faith in the Realm’s naval prowess and land forces to keep the Realm’s borders secure.

Azhis Dahtkah Fyrra: Occupying a position analogous to Commander in Chief of other armies, Azhis represents the strategic mind behind the Realm’s military forces. An enigmatic figure of dubious age, Azhis has nonetheless managed to keep the Realm out of the costly land wars the people wish to avoid. Investment in the navy and defensive capabilities on land has been her primary focus.

Species: Etremaden - A tall, grey skinned race, with similarities to the fae peoples of other nations, the Etremaden are nevertheless a distinct people from their long removed cousins. Males standing on average 6 feet, or 1.8 meters, and females standing but a few centimeters below. As with other fae peoples, they sport tapered ears, and some refer to them as ‘dark elves’ - a term the Etremaden themselves are none too fond of. Divergent from the usual strain of intelligent bipedal peoples that dominate the planet, the Etremaden are still humanoid, but with some unquantifiable sense of being ‘off’ to outsiders, this is far more prevalent and pronounced among the mountain dwellers. Unlike other humanoid species, their musculature between the sexes is considerably more equal, with both sexes sporting muscle mass nearly identical to each other.

Ancient records indicate the Etremaden originated in the same mountains from which their nation sprang, the people from which they came lost to history. The mountains of the Realm are host to a vast font of magical energy, but wholly different from that of the norm. Steeped in Eldritch influence, a strain of magic made infamous by the Dark Empire of old, one the Etremaden themselves were crucial in the destruction of, the mountains slowly changed their inhabitants, giving rise to the modern day Etremaden. This origin, coupled with their emnity with Kratoria, has lent them ill repute in many regions of the world, those dominated by old magic and old orders, who see the Etremaden and their origin as corruptions, dark blights upon the magical order of the world.

Population: 273 million, still rapidly growing. The realm is still nowhere near its potential, the vast depopulation of the land in the mid 1400s still has a marked influence on the population size to this day.

Culture: For much of their earlier history a relatively inward looking people after their conquest of the lowlands, and repulsion of the Kratorian Empire’s attempt at annexation, the people of Etresna have cultivated a simultaneously scholarly and militaristic culutre, idealizing the warrior-scholar of old. The nation is heavily armed, with around 66% of the population owning rifles, pistols, machine guns, and other ordnance - a holdover from their history of constant warfare and citizen military participation. At the same time, there is a love of the arts, the sciences, engineering, and philosophy, and it is common sight to find a military artistic exhibition, showcasing the works of local military personnel, sponsored by the general or some affluent individiual, and the comparatively small army is frequently seen assisting in public works and engineering projects. There is much distaste for the state militarism prevalent among many other nations - Among their own people, there is a strong sense of egalitarianism among themselves - there are very few or no restrictions upon the rights of fellow Etremaden in regards to sex or other characteristics. Other peoples are generally judged on a case by case basis, and will usually be held to be ‘lesser’ until in some way proving themselves.

Economy: A global powerhouse, Etresna’s economy is heavily focused around a major service sector augmented by powerful manufacturing, fueled by vast raw material reserves in their mountainous nation, alongside the agricultural heartlands in the central plains and northern rice paddies. The nation has advanced leaps and bounds in many areas, and produces many excellent doctors, scientists, engineers, mathemeticians, others. This lends the economy a considerable service sector bent. Despite this, there are movements within to increase manufacturing prowess to compete with the global market, rather than merely supplying their own needs.

Despite its large population, Etresna is a net exporter of grains, shipping food abroad in great quantities - primarily and wheat - the centrally planned and overseen wheat prairies and the vast rice paddies of the northern river deltas providing frequent bumper crops with the advent of modern fertilizers and the mechanization of farming equipment. These agricultural lands are sparsely populated, with the predominant population being the remnants of the erstwhile inhabitants of the coastal lowlands, a people with a unique position within the realm. They live tax free, barely regulated at all beyond baseline codes of conduct, and in turn manage the realm’s agricultural engine, having recently been subsizied in a switch from pack animals and degenerate beasts of burden to an almost wholly mechanized farming system. Even so, engineering works are constantly underway to further expand the nation’s agricultural prowess.

Technology: For much of its history a technological powerhouse, Etresna has continued to lead the world in technological advancement, all of its cities sporting modern electrical grids and transportation hubs, with a sophisticated rail network linking every part of the country together. The military as well benefits from this technological lead, many warships outfitted with advanced targeting aparatuses, though much of their fleet is of older make, and not as modern as their grand fleet would indicate. On land - while their individual equipment is still focused around tried and true technology - the bolt action rifle, the revolver, and so on, these weapons are produced of high grade steel and can sustain higher cartridge pressures than those of most competing nations. And even so, there is constant pressure to innovate both in private arms companies, and governmental arsenals.

Army

Army: The Matichikyrra Vihhrytt’aten, the Many Children of War, serve as the armed forces of the Realm. Not a vast organization by any means, the army is standing year round and numbers about a hundred and fifty thousand professional, excellently trained and equipped troops, with a further two hundred thousand as registered reserve forces that can be called up at a moment’s notice. The vast majority of the realm’s standing army is dedicated to their non-infantry roles - artillery and other such engines of war. Much of the realm’s military strength comes from registered militias, organized at the local government level but trained along standards issued by the standing military. These militias, though lacking in any heavy ordnance, carry plentiful small arms and total almost half the population of the realm - but calling up such militias is a laborious and extremely time-consuming process fraught with political landmines. The physiology of the Etremaden is different from normal humanity, with male and female musculature highly similar, and as such their military is roughly 48% female, who serve full responsibility in frontline and support roles. Indeed, one of the youngest but most gifted high level commanders of the army is a woman over sixty years of age, who despite relatively limited Etremaden involvement, distinguished herself in the Kratorian-Rotteburg war.

The army, should it truly be pressed, and the people willing, can draw on the large population of the Realm. However, conscription is a slow process, much of the population and political class keen on avoiding costly land wars abroad - having suffered costly, grinding wars or utter catastrophe in past attempts, and prefer to exert influence through economy and the powerful navy. However, the laws and structure are in place, and as such, should the nation ever find itself in a true war of attrition in defense of the realm or their allies, there will be no shortage of warm bodies - though gathering them together will take considerable time.

Notable Figures
Firahl Kyni Panarre: The foremost field commander and tactical mind of the Realm’s land forces, Firahl does not hold supreme command, but does hold considerable localized command authority, and more importantly - great influence with the ruling classes and her superior. Considered by many to be an expert in mountain warfare - unsurprising considering the terrain of the nation - she sits at sixty two years of age, with active duty service from the age of twenty.

The Realm’s small army is equipped with excellent, high quality weaponry:
One of their own domestic designs, the Realm’s standard issue service rifle is the Atassidaiir Vyye 1903 - Repeat Firearm Model 1903 - a well crafted weapon tested to high tolerances, manufactured to exacting specifications, and tested by hand. Feeding from a fifteen round internal magazine, the weapon is capable of surprising rates of fire for a bolt action weapon when placed in the hands of the well trained Etremaden army. Chambered for the .338 Kasanfirre round, designed with Orcish soldiers in mind as well as the infantry of other nations, the Realm’s main service rifle fires a potent .338 round capable of propelling a 250 grain projectile at 800 m/s, a round more than capable downing even the orcs who might charge through less powerful ordnance.
In addition, all rank and file soldiers as well as the officers are issued the Suinnadaiir Vyye 1901: A sturdy six shot revolver chambered in a potent and recently developed .357 caliber cartridge. Capable of propelling its 158 grain load at speeds exceeding 1200 feet per second, it is a potent close quarters weapon.

The army is well known for their liberal and devastating use of artillery, their original conquest of the lowlands dating back almost half a millenium owed to their early mastery of artillery tactics. Since then, they have remained a foremost player in the field of artillery, fielding a wide array of formidable pieces, including the fearsome 430mm Dunikeyrr Heridda Vyye 1906 - the Siege Cannon Model 1906 (nicknamed “Ved Venkam” or “Fat Vemkan” by its crews), or the 150mm Evini Heridda Vyye 1908 - Field Cannon Model 1908 among others.

Additionally, centuries of mountain warfare and individualist combat doctrine have lent their infantry a less rigid bent. Even in the black powder era, large swathes of their army fought as loose skirmishers, taking cover behind rocks and trees and aiming independently with accurate rifles. With the advent of modern arms, this tactic has been adopted wholesale, and the full army is organized into small squads and platoons, given a general directive rather than organized and commanded as a single cohesive unit.

Pictured below: Soldier of the 43rd Shock Battalion

Navy:

The navy historically has been a major strength of the coastal nation, and their navy and merchant marine are vast and exceedingly modern. While not the largest navy of the world, they are easily one of if not the most modern, each ship kept up to date with state of the art fire suppression systems and hydraulic loaders for the guns. The Etremaden navy is deployed differently than many of its contemporaries, with costly large scale fleet actions something the navy wishes to avoid. The pride of the Realm’s forces at sea are its Battlecruisers - different than those of many other nations, the Realm’s Battlecruisers are on average smaller, but armed to the teeth with a full bevy of naval ordnance. Organized into hunting packs alongside destroyers, cruisers, and support craft, the Battlecruisers’ role is to patrol the seas, savaging the commerce shipping and smaller scale military operations of enemy nations, and avoiding a pitched battle with larger ships of the line if at all possible. The role of fleet operations are delegated to the battleships and other vessels dedicated for the purpose.

Adafarry Daruhl Mazatsi: The supreme commander of the Realm’s great naval forces, Adafarry is a man who commands respect. The forces at his disposal are immense, while not the largest fleet in the world, the Realm boasts possibly the most modern, with many warships bearing powerful long range guns and advanced targeting systems - sophistication and accuracy unimaginable even a decade earlier.

The navy’s strength is divided between two main fleets, with numerous other smaller detachments stationed at their larger island territories. The overall fleet size sits at 273 surface vessels, with a submarine fleet some 80 strong.

Manen Matiduniss - Great Fleet: Total strength, 134 vessels
1st Battlegroup:
DME Yavinnd - The name of the flagship of the fleet, the Yavinnd is always a vessel unique in its design, almost always a fearsome warship with no equal on the seas. The current incarnation, weighing in at almost 62,000 long tons and bringing to bear fourteen 15 inch guns, is a monstrous floating behemoth of guns and armor.
DME Raijen Class Super Dreadnought - Raijen
DME Raijen Class Super Dreadnought - Kalikka
DME Takriss Class Super Dreadnought - Yekanii
DME Aktis Class Dreadnought - Aktis
DME Aktis Class Dreadnought - Yerissi
DME Aktis Class Dreadnought - Yakhille
12 light Cruisers, 21 destroyers

2nd Battlegroup:
DME Raijen Class Super Dreadnought - Vendavii
DME Raijen Class Super Dreadnought - Anuzha
DME Aktis Class Dreadnought - Tavul
DME Aktis Class Dreadnought - Yerama
DME Aktis Class Dreadnought - Tuvalai
DME Aktis Class Dreadnought - Iinama
6 light Cruisers, 8 destroyers

3rd Battlegroup:
DME Vassiyll Class Battlecruiser - Vassiyll
DME Asdull Class Battlecruiser - Xavund
DME Norii Class Battlecruiser - Norii
DME Valirr Class Heavy Cruiser - Furid
DME Kalin Class Heavy Cruiser - Dakuns
DME Kalin Class Heavy Cruiser - Kalin
5 light Cruisers, 17 destroyers

4th Battlegroup:
DME Davir Class Battlecruiser - Saken
DME Vassiyll Class Battlecruiser - Orillir
DME Vassiyll Class Battlecruiser - Likirri
DME Valirr Class Heavy Cruiser - Rikill
DME Korvil Class Heavy Cruiser - Urisi
DME Korvil Class Heavy Cruiser - Uzhni
DME Valirr Class Heavy Cruiser - Furid
4 light Cruisers, 15 destroyers

5th Battlegroup:
DME Vassiyll Class Battlecruiser - Kasinn
DME Vassiyll Class Battlecruiser - Vuursh
DME Norii Class Battlecruiser - Dassir
DME Ovaes Class Heavy Cruiser - Frissyl
DME Valirr Class Heavy Cruiser - Fasir
DME Valirr Class Heavy Cruiser - Yazhif
3 light Cruisers, 16 destroyers

Air Force: The air force of the Realm is a mediocre force, all told. What planes they do have are small in number, but well maintained and are continuously upgraded and updated with the latest technology available. Primarily used in scouting, there have been limited investigations into the use of aircraft for offensive purposes as well, such as machine gunning infantry formations in pursuit operations.

History of the Realm

Rolls:
12 + 6: Territory - Your nation is magnificently sized, a premiere empire of the day. There are vast lands to go around.
20 - Tech: Your nation is the premier technological leader of the day. One of the earliest adopters if not the creator of industrialization and modern scientific research, your nation leads the world in technological advancement.
11 - Army Size: Your army is decently sized, and is maintained year-round.
17 + 3 - Economy: Your economy is world-class, and the nation is in the middle of an economic boom. You are seen as a land of opportunity. The nation can fund anything it wants, almost.
14 - Production: Your nation is somewhat majority industrial, with decent resource exploitation.
17 - Navy Size: Your navy is of respectable size, with a large merchant train and a large military portion.
7 - Airforce Size: You have a few biplanes.
17 - 5 - Magic: Your nation is above average. Nothing exceptional, but you stay ahead of the chaff and other low liers. You may be advanced in theory but lack the means or structure to implement - or you may have ample capacity for production, and limited sophistication in doing so, or anything else.
1 + 1 - Mobilization: It takes the good part of a year to mobilize.

Traits:
A Nation of Learning: Tracing back to its ancient roots, the Realm, its people, culture, and even most of the cultural elite, have embraced science, the arts, and learning in general. Today, as it has been for millenia, the Realm devotes vast sums of money to research and development, to sponsoring the arts, schools of engineering, and more. The Realm is the technological leader of the world, and is determined to maintain their lead at all costs. Etremaden sciences - hard and soft, engineering, arts, and more are renowned. The nation advances technologically faster than its rivals, their prowess with technology a match for the formidable arcane might of the empires of Kratoria and Anvegad.

Masters of Artillery: For centuries the cornerstone of the Realm’s military might, the artillery has continued to play a crucial role in the Realm’s land forces. Much of the military infrastructure on land is devoted to training, supplying, and equipping the nation’s artillery corps, Etremaden engineering producing the finest guns in the world, and their schools producing the finest gunners. However, this comes at the expense of much of the rest of the army, the regular infantry representing a far smaller proportion of the army than their contemporaries, and militias - decently trained but not full time professionals - make up the bulk of Etresna’s foot soldiers.

Honor Code: The Etremaden are known for almost fanatical fervor in combat, rarely if ever fleeing, surrendering only if all hope is lost and resistance is futile. To surrender when one could have fought on and forced the foe to pay for their victory in blood is a great shame - to surrender without fighting at all is the greatest of shames. The Realm’s soldiers will retreat, given the order, but a foe rushing their trenches will rarely find their forces fleeing, and even more rarely will they surrender. A platoon of soldiers, lost within enemy territory, is expected to fight their way back to friendly lines, or to inflict as much damage as possible - unless such an attempt would result in naught but their own deaths. This culture of honorable surrender and its intricacies are often lost on foreigners, who know only of the terrible treatment often suffered by prisoners taken in what the Etremaden deem dishonorable circumstances, and many foreign soldiers too will fight to the death to avoid capture.

Armed Populace: The people of the realm, the non-uniformed, arms-bearing citizen militia, make up the vast bulk of the Realm’s ground forces. Well over half of the population are well armed, with rifles, pistols, and even machine guns, and do not shy away from using or threatening to use them. An invader of the realm would find a rifle behind every blade of grass, every tree trunk, a hundred fifty million barrels aimed in their direction - but the same is true of the government. Widespread public outcry, opposition to an unpopular government policy, or anything else will almost certainly result in the government backing down. The Raijen is hard pressed to lead her nation into a war it no longer desires, unless the people can be made to seek war once more.

Infamous Origins: Dark mountain stuff, will finish later. Established magic people dislike them.
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Foreign Relations:

Dulce et Decorum Est - A WWI Inspired NRP (dead for now)

Dulce et Decorum Est

Pro Patria Mori...

This is the end and the beginning of an age. This is something far greater than the French Revolution or the Reformation and we live in it.
- H.G. Wells

Map of the World

(Unnamed nations are merely NPCs and can be completely disregarded for your own nation. Named NPCs, listed at the bottom, are technically pliable but unnamed are preferred. Semi-NPC nations should generally be regarded similarly to pre-existing PC nations, and may only be overwritten with the permission of their creator)

Narrev, a vast continent of diverse peoples, cultures, creeds, and more. A land that has seen suffering and splendor. The year is 1910, the world stands at the precipice of… something. The end of an old era is at hand, and the beginning of a new. Empires, many of them millenia old, dominate the world, and to many it seems as though this is the dawn of a true golden age; - the wonders of technology bringing about new and never before dreamed of comforts to the world. The nations of the earth are at an unprecedented stretch of relative peace, international trade flourishes, railroads are built, and the world faces the new century with excitement.

Some, however, face the new age with less enthusiasm, with grim warnings and dark foreboding. Beneath the enlightenment and prosperity is a tension building - there are many great powers in the world, vast nations with ancient and proud traditions. Some say there are too many, and that the world cannot bear for much longer the intricate web of alliances and pacts that bind the powers together.

The new century can bring enlightenment and prosperity or suffering and death. War is a certainty at some point, for sure. Any little scuffle that might flare up will be over by the new year - no nation would be fool enough to sacrifice their their economy in a true war. Still, at times, the pen fails and the sword must be taken up - but, when all is said and donel, ‘tis a sweet and seemly thing to die for one’s country.

In this NRP, you play as a nation of your own creation. The leaders, ministers, generals, admirals, and everyone else within. Guide your nation to the best of your abilities, avoid the war - or jump right in. We are here to explore a narrative of world war one, the horror of modern mechanized warfare where lives are but a number to be thrown into the meat grinder. This is not a map painting simulator, and if you want to conquer the world, I fully understand, but this is not EU4.

Individual nations are player created, with randomly rolled stats serving as a guideline upon which you should build your nation.

This setting is a fantasy one, but a fantasy setting wherein the arcane lives side by side with the mundane, and neither has the edge. A wizard standing next to his contraption that casts lightning bolts is at the same level of strength and power as the engineer with her 300mm howitzer.

This is a world with by now some well established lore, and I encourage you to speak to me and the other players about how your own nation fits into it!

I invite those interested to join our Discord server and get to know the players already in. Slots are somewhat limited, unfortunately, so we do not have indefinite room for new players.

Rules

• Use common sense.
• Don't game the rolls, you get two attempts.
• No godmodding, powergaming, etc. You get the point.
• What the GM and Co-GM says, goes. Please don’t push things this far.
• Try to keep your empires close together, with the homelands all on one continent.

Application

App

Name of Nation:

Government:

Species:

Culture:

History:

Territorial Claims:

Economy:

Technology:

Army:

Navy:

Air Force:

Rolls: (Rolled by GM in the Discord Server. Just ping me, and I’ll roll as soon as I’m able.)

Traits:

Foreign Relations:

Other:

Other Information

Magic

Magic, in this world, is significantly different from that of most fantasy settings. In most settings, a mage conjures a fireball in his hand and propels it at the enemy - that is now how it works here. Imagine the magic of the world as a shallow puddle with the breadth of an ocean, covering the entire world, but not ‘deep’ enough to allow much more than low level cantrips, or a telepath to communicate with others. But within this puddle there are spots that could be considered ‘low lying’ - where the magic of the world collects and concentrates, manifesting physically as a crystalline material that can be mined and processed, brimming with the magical energy of the world. These magical crystals can be used as power supplies for the magical contraptions of those nations advanced in the arcane, a machine to cast bolts of lightning or launch balls of fire in place of a howitzer or field gun. A nation’s magic roll is related to the prevalence and size of these ‘hotspots’ - though a nation with a high magic roll may have fewer, or a nation with a low magic roll may have many that go unused. Just as with material resources for a nation dependent on tech, the supplies of this crystal are crucial for the war effort of a nation dependent on magic.

There are other means of supplying magic in the field, but these are costly. The sacrifice of living beings, for instance, - dozens or hundreds - can create enough energy with the turmoil of death to power machines and such for a limited time.

Magic is a flexible system - but it is far from omnipotent.

Explanations on Rolls and other aspects of the RP

And now, a brief explanation of the rolls and other aspects of the sheets.

Your rolls are a guideline for your nation, and they serve as an upper limit. If your roll is large, but you wish to go smaller, you are welcome to. With your rolls, you have five free points to place wherever you want, in addition you can subtract a total of five points from wherever you wish and redistribute them elsewhere. Ten points in total to play with.

Your Territory: This roll determines the amount of land you have under your sway. It covers how much of the map under your control, and is one of the primary determining factors in your potential population. Territory is somewhat flexible - a nation with a lower roll can claim a somewhat larger expanse of land if said expanse is harsh and will not easily support a large population. Real world examples: Siberia, Australia, Canada.

Your Tech: This roll covers the level of technological prowess your nation possesses. A nation with a high roll will be able to field more advanced conventional weaponry, and as the war progresses, more and more advanced material will become available. This roll is also a significant determining factor in your population size if larger than the magic roll, as a more advanced nation is capable of supporting a larger population. A direct counterpart to magic - an ironclad rule of this RP is that tech is not more powerful or inherently better than magic, merely different.

Your Army Size: This roll dictates the size of your standing army, and to some extent the level of training and sophistication of your land forces. A nation with a large army roll has many trained soldiers on active duty, ready to be deployed.

Your Economy: Your Economy is a representation of the wealth of your nation, and a factor in its population. It stands for the money your people hold, the amount you import and export, and to some extent how advanced your nation is. A nation with a high economy is able to fund and finance more expensive works, and can maintain a modern war for considerably longer periods of time.

Your Production: This roll represents your total domestic industrial and productive capacity and is also a factor in the potential population of your nation - a low production does not mean that a large naval or army roll is hamstrung, but rather that the supporting infrastructure is minimized in comparison with a stronger roll, and there is less of that industry to turn towards the war effort should it be required. Conversely, a high production roll means your industrial engine is strong and prolific, and should war break out you have that many more factories ready to go to turn to the war effort.

Your Navy Size: This roll dictates the size of your naval forces and the size of your merchant marine capacity. In addition, it represents the sophistication, extent, and other facets of your marine infrastructure - dockyards, drydocks, ports, and so on. This roll does not solely determine the quality of your warships or ability to field advanced designs.

Your Airforce Size: The size and readiness of your nation’s aerial forces. This roll does not solely govern the sophistication of your aircraft nor does it heavily restrict the quality of pilots available. It does to some extent apply to the quality of available pilots, but its primary function is in determining your nation’s air capacity.

Your Magic: In this world, magic is a potent force - but a tricky one, one that requires intensive study to understand, and requires expert training and meticulous technique to harness. Capable of impressive feats when properly used, a magically potent nation can create massive contraptions to unleash bolts of lightning upon their foes, a ball of flame, or other more mundane uses - a trained individual can communicate remotely with a similarly trained individual in a manner akin to a radio, but nearly impossible to block. A direct counterpart to tech - an ironclad rule of this RP is that magic is not more powerful or inherently better than tech, merely different. Additionally, this roll is a determining factor in population size if it is larger than the tech roll.

Your Mobilization: The mobilization roll determines the ability of your nation to turn civilians into soldiers, once the standing armies of the world are committed in war. A nation with a high mobilization roll likely has a Swiss-like militia or is a militarized state where the laws and culture permit the rapid conscription and training of vast armies. Likewise, a nation with a low mobilization roll likely has a populace, legal code, or both that make such conscription and military buildup difficult and slow, or has a thinly spread population or citizens unsuited for combat, meaning a significant time is required to coalesce into a true fighting force.

Traits - The Traits of a nation are essentially flavor text, chosen by the player, that gives the nation they belong to extra details, strengths and weaknesses not able to be truly represented by rolls alone. The effects of these traits can be varied, both in their breadth of effect and the magnitude of their impact. Nations are limited to six traits each, and only one trait is allowed to be wholly positive. All other traits must carry some tradeoff. Your traits can carry some flexibility with your rolls, but nonetheless they are still constrained - a nation with a naval roll of 1 may not have a trait that describes their ancient seafaring culture enabling them to build the best warships in the world.

For instance, to borrow some traits from pre-existing sheets:
As an example of a positive only trait, from Cethos by Rtron:
Masters of the Sea- Every Cethosi has been in a boat from the earliest time they can remember. They’ve been swimming since before that. They know the ocean, and all her fickle moods. As such, Cethosi ship crews are the most efficient in the world, getting that extra knot from their ships, firing those couple of seconds faster, etc etc. When in water, regardless of whether its swimming or beaching operations, they’re much more at ease and skilled at it than other races.

And as an example of a trait with positive and negative aspects, from Sidara by Kho:
Sdarid Ways and Sdarid Laws - Sidara has no official legal system. The law of the land is custom and any disputes arising that do not fall within the remit of established customary law are dealt with via arbitration. This is in line with Sidarid insistence, in the face of any so-called reformers, on retaining their ancient ways and laws despite the onslaught of modernity. Where arbitration over novel problems fails, disputes are ultimately settled through duels between the aggrieved parties so as to avoid family feuds and clan wars. This provides for very swift and cost-efficient administration of justice, and the legitimacy of custom makes for ultimately satisfied disputants (particularly since there is a feeling that the ancient ways have been preserved and authentic Sidarid ways and laws have thus persevered). However, results tend to lack predictability for novel issues or recently-established customs, and the legal system as a whole is utterly decentralised and almost impossible for foreigners to grasp (which is particularly bad for business). Moreover, the non-professional nature of arbiters means that increasingly-complicated disputes might be dealt with incorrectly.'Wance upon a time thare wis... Sdarid ways 'n' Sdarid laws...'

This is a link to all roll descriptions for use in creating your sheet.

NPC and Semi-NPC Nations

Some nations in this RP are NPCs, controlled by the GMs and other players to add more variety and uncertainty to the setting. These are named NPC nations, and they can range from great power to insignificant buffer state. They should not, however, be disregarded when creating your own nation or writing out your actions.

Semi-NPC nations: Some more veteran players have written up CSes and lost the time to fully commit, and as such they are considered Semi-NPC. If their creator has the time, they will write for the nation as normal, and if time is too limited, they will give instructions as to how their nation will behave for other players to take into account. Semi-NPC nations are not an option for new applicants, and are an exception to the rule rather than the norm.

Nations whose players drop out of the game or stop responding will be considered named NPC nations.

List of Named NPC Nations:

Segon Dynasty
Gydka States
Nahs’rahk
Free State of Pohae
Reich von Rotteburg
Northern Confederated States
Oslad
Tsardom of Voskiya

List of Semi-NPC Nations:

Soomiland
Arcanain

Monochromatic Rainbow's Strange Place of Strange People

Etresna

Name of Nation: Etresna, the Enlightened Realm

Government: Enlightened Despotism - ruled by a monarch with great power, the governing principles of the state stretch back for eons, each Raijen or Reijen - the female or male rulers of the nation, is chosen by an elected council of ostensibly the wisest minds in the nation. The system has worked well thus far, the scholarly nature of much of the elite leading to a burgeoning technological paradise. The state pours much of its budget into the sciences and into engineering, determined to maintain its technological lead in the world.

Map of Etresna

Claimed Territory

Positioned on the eastern coast of the Narrevian continent, the populous nation of Etresna benefits from the significant rainfal brought by the equatorial westerlies and summer monsoons, the northern section of the nation playing host to a significant rainforest, and the heavy rainfall facilitating widespread rice cultivation in the northern regions. Much of the agricultural industry of Etresna is managed by the central state in the interest of maximum efficiency, with the remnants of the Lowlands’ former inhabitants working as tax free, almost independent farmers on vast rice plantations in the north, and even more vast wheat fields on the prairies in the nation’s center. Much of the vast population is situated along the coast, the vast and numerous rivers within the nation, in the massive mountains, or the foothills of those mountains where water pools and collects from mountain runoff. Population is concentrated heavily in the nation’s major urban centers, with much of the countryside either wholly uninhabited or devoted to the vast agricultural plantations that feed the large urban centers. To some extent, the mountains are an exception to this rule, with much of their population distributed widely across the expanse, in mining towns or fortified mountain redoubts. The people of the mountains are responsible for much of the nation’s mining industry, the large and imposing natural defensive barrier doubling as a cornucopia of natural resources. Industrial production is primarily centered in the cities.

Dramatis Personae:
Anukadi “Anu” Firulkh Dashyrr: The current reigning Raijen of the Realm, elected thirty years ago by the grand council. Before her election, Anu was a distinguished civil engineer and public servant, responsible for overseeing the implementation of a modern electrical grid in the Realm’s southern coastal cities. Under her reign, the Realm has seen vast investment in the sciences and in public works, but sometimes at the expense of lower military investment, the Raijen putting faith in the Realm’s naval prowess and land forces to keep the Realm’s borders secure.

Azhis Dahtkah Fyrra: Occupying a position analogous to Commander in Chief of other armies, Azhis represents the strategic mind behind the Realm’s military forces. An enigmatic figure of dubious age, Azhis has nonetheless managed to keep the Realm out of the costly land wars the people wish to avoid. Investment in the navy and defensive capabilities on land has been her primary focus.

Species: Etremaden - ostensibly human, the Etremaden people tend to stand a few inches taller than most, with solid figures and a diverse array of eye colors. Unlike humans, however, they have unusually long lifespans - with the eldest living to over two hundred years, and a life of a hundred and twenty or more not uncommon. Many are more divergent, still humanoid, but with some unquantifiable sense of being ‘off’ to outsiders, this is far more prevalent and pronounced among the mountain dwellers. Unlike other humanoid species, their musculature between the sexes is considerably more equal, with both sexes sporting muscle mass nearly identical to each other.

Population: 223 million, still rapidly growing. The realm is still nowhere near its potential, the vast depopulation of the lowlands in the mid 1400s still has a marked influence on the population size to this day.

Culture: For much of their earlier history a relatively inward looking people after their conquest of the lowlands, and repulsion of the Kratorian Empire’s attempt at annexation, the people of Etresna have cultivated a simultaneously scholarly and militaristic culutre, idealizing the warrior-poet of old. The nation is heavily armed, with around 46% of the population owning rifles and pistols, a holdover from their history of constant warfare and citizen military participation. At the same time, there is a love of the arts, the sciences, engineering, and philosophy, and it is common sight to find a military artistic exhibition, showcasing the works of the local military, sponsored by the general or some affluent individiual, and the small army is frequently seen assisting in public works and engineering projects. There is much distaste for the state militarism prevalent among many other nations - Among their own people, there is a strong sense of egalitarianism among themselves - there are very few or no restrictions upon the rights of fellow Etremaden in regards to sex or characteristics. Other peoples are generally judged on a case by case basis, and will usually be held to be ‘lesser’ until in some way proving themselves.

Economy: A global powerhouse, Etresna’s economy is heavily focused around a major service sector augmented by powerful manufacturing, fueled by vast raw material reserves in their mountainous nation, alongside the agricultural heartlands in the central plains and northern rice paddies. The nation has advanced leaps and bounds in many areas, and produces many excellent doctors, scientists, engineers, mathemeticians, others. This lends the economy a considerable service sector bent. Despite this, there are movements within to increase manufacturing prowess to compete with the global market, rather than merely supplying their own needs.

Despite its large population, Etresna is a net exporter of grains, shipping food abroad in great quantities - primarily rice, with most wheat consumed domestically - the centrally planned and overseen wheat prairies, and vast rice paddies of the northern river deltas providing frequent bumper crops with the advent of modern fertilizers. These agricultural lands are sparsely populated, with the predominant population being the remnants of the erstwhile inhabitants of the coastal lowlands, a people with a unique position within the realm. They live tax free, barely regulated at all beyond baseline codes of conduct, and in turn manage the realm’s agricultural engine, having recently been subsizied in a switch from pack animals and degenerate beasts of burden to an almost wholly mechanized farming system. Even so, engineering works are constantly underway to further expand the nation’s agricultural prowess.

Technology: For much of its history a technological powerhouse, Etresna has continued to lead the world in technological advancement, all of its cities sporting modern electrical grids and transportation hubs, with a sophisticated rail network linking every part of the country together. The military as well benefits from this technological lead, many warships outfitted with advanced targeting aparatuses, though much of their fleet is of older make, and not as modern as their grand fleet would indicate. On land - while their individual equipment is still focused around tried and true technology - the bolt action rifle, the revolver, and so on, these weapons are produced of high grade steel and can sustain higher cartridge pressures than those of most competing nations.

Army

Army: The Matichikyrra Vihhrytt’aten, the Many Children of War, serve as the armed forces of the Realm. Not a vast organization by any means, the army is standing year round and numbers about a hundred and fifty thousand professional, excellently trained and equipped troops, with a further hundred thousand as registered reserve forces. The vast majority of the realm’s standing army is dedicated to their non-infantry roles - artillery and other such engines of war. Much of the realm’s military strength comes from registered militias, organized at the local government level but trained along standards issued by the standing military. These militias, though lacking in any heavy ordnance, carry plentiful small arms and number close to half a million in total. The physiology of the Etremaden is different from normal humanity, with male and female musculature highly similar, and as such their military is roughly 48% female, who serve full responsibility in frontline and support roles. Indeed, one of the youngest but most gifted high level commanders of the army is a woman over sixty years of age, who despite relatively limited Etremaden involvement, distinguished herself in the Kratorian-Rotteburg war.

The army, should it truly be pressed, and the people willing, can draw on the large population of the Realm. However, conscription is a slow process, much of the population and political class keen on avoiding costly land wars abroad - having suffered catastrophe in past attempts, and prefer to exert influence through economy and the powerful navy. However, the laws and structure are in place, and as such, should the nation ever find itself in a true war of attrition in defense of the realm or their allies, there will be no shortage of warm bodies - though gathering them together will take considerable time.

Notable Figures
Firahl Kyni Panarre: The foremost field commander and tactical mind of the Realm’s land forces, Firahl does not hold supreme command, but does hold considerable localized command authority, and more importantly - great influence with the ruling classes and her superior. Considered by many to be an expert in mountain warfare - unsurprising considering the terrain of the nation - she sits at sixty two years of age, with active duty service from the age of twenty.

The Realm’s small army is equipped with excellent, high quality weaponry:
One of their own domestic designs, the Realm’s standard issue service rifle is the Atassidaiir Vyye 1903 - Repeat Firearm Model 1903 - a well crafted weapon tested to high tolerances, manufactured to exacting specifications, and tested by hand. Feeding from a five round internal magazine, the weapon is capable of surprising rates of fire for a bolt action weapon when placed in the hands of the well trained Etremaden army. Chambered for the .338 Kasanfirre round, designed with Orcish soldiers in mind as well as the infantry of other nations, the Realm’s main service rifle fires a potent .338 round capable of propelling a 250 grain projectile at 800 m/s, a round more than capable downing even the orcs who might charge through less powerful ordnance.
In addition, all rank and file soldiers as well as the officers are issued the Suinnadaiir Vyye 1901: A sturdy six shot revolver chambered in a potent and recently developed .357 caliber cartridge. Capable of propelling its 158 grain load at speeds exceeding 1200 feet per second, it is a potent close quarters weapon.

The army is well known for their liberal use of artillery, their original conquest of the lowlands dating back almost half a millenium owed to their early mastery of artillery tactics. Since then, they have remained a foremost player in the field of artillery, fielding a wide array of formidable pieces, including the fearsome 430mm Heriinetaskiatet Vyye 1906 - the Earthshaker Model 1906, among others.

Additionally, centuries of mountain warfare and individualist combat doctrine have lent their infantry a less rigid bent. Even in the black powder era, large swathes of their army fought as loose skirmishers, taking cover behind rocks and trees and aiming independently with accurate rifles. With the advent of modern arms, this tactic has been adopted wholesale, and the full army is organized into small squads and platoons, given a general directive rather than organized and commanded as a single cohesive unit.

Pictured below: Soldier of the 43rd Shock Battalion

Navy:

The navy historically has been a major strength of the coastal nation, and their navy and merchant marine are vast and exceedingly modern. While not the largest navy of the world, they are easily one of if not the most modern, each ship kept up to date with state of the art fire suppression systems and hydraulic loaders for the guns.

Adafarry Daruhl Mazatsi: The supreme commander of the Realm’s great naval forces, Adafarry is a man who commands respect. The forces at his disposal are immense, while not the largest fleet in the world, the Realm boasts possibly the most modern, with many warships bearing powerful long range guns and advanced targeting systems - sophistication and accuracy unimaginable even a decade earlier.

The navy’s strength is divided between four main fleets, with numerous other smaller detachments stationed at their larger island territories. The overall fleet size sits at 273 surface vessels, with a submarine fleet some 70 strong.

Manen Matiduniss - Great Fleet: Total strength, 134 vessels
1st Battlegroup:
DME Yavinnd - The name of the flagship of the fleet, the Yavinnd is always a vessel unique in its design, almost always a fearsome warship with no equal on the seas. The current incarnation, weighing in at almost 62,000 long tons and bringing to bear fourteen 15 inch guns, is a monstrous floating behemoth of guns and armor.
DME Raijen Class Super Dreadnought - Anakita
DME Takriss Class Super Dreadnought - Vendavii
DME Aktis Class Dreadnought - Tavul
DME Aktis Class Dreadnought - Yerissi
DME Vassiyll Class Battlecruiser - Kasinn
DME Norii Class Armored Cruiser - Dassir
DME Ovaes Class Armored Cruiser - Frissyl
12 light cruisers, 21 destroyers

2nd Battlegroup:
DME Aktis Class Dreadnought - Yakhille
DME Vassiyll Class Battlecruiser - Vassiyll
DME Asdull Class Battlecruiser - Xavund
DME Vassiyll Class Battlecruiser - Likirri
DME Norii Class Armored Cruiser - Qaliss
DME Norii Class Armored Cruiser - Norii
6 light cruisers, 8 destroyers

3rd Battlegroup:
DME Norii Class Armored Cruiser - Kuvun
DME Valirr Class Armored Cruiser - Rikill
DME Valirr Class Armored Cruiser - Furid
DME Kalin Class Armored Cruiser - Dakuns
DME Kalin Class Armored Cruiser - Kalin
5 light cruisers, 17 destroyers

4th Battlegroup:
DME Davir Class Battlecruiser - Saken
DME Korvil Class Armored Cruiser - Urisi
DME Korvil Class Armored Cruiser - Uzhni
DME Valirr Class Armored Cruiser - Furid
4 light cruisers, 15 destroyers

5th Battlegroup:
DME Vassiyll Class Battlecruiser - Vuursh
DME Vassiyll Class Battlecruiser - Orillir
DME Valirr Class Armored Cruiser - Fasir
DME Valirr Class Armored Cruiser - Yazhif
3 light cruisers, 16 destroyers

Air Force: The air force of the Realm is a mediocre force, all told. What planes they do have are small in number, but well maintained and are continuously upgraded and updated with the latest technology available. Primarily used in scouting, there have been limited investigations into the use of aircraft for offensive purposes as well, such as machine gunning infantry formations in pursuit operations.

History of the Realm

Rolls:
12 + 6: Territory - Your nation is magnificently sized, a premiere empire of the day. There are vast lands to go around.
20 - Tech: Your nation is the premier technological leader of the day. One of the earliest adopters if not the creator of industrialization and modern scientific research, your nation leads the world in technological advancement.
11 - Army Size: Your army is decently sized, and is maintained year-round.
17 + 3 - Economy: Your economy is world-class, and the nation is in the middle of an economic boom. You are seen as a land of opportunity. The nation can fund anything it wants, almost.
14 - Production: Your nation is somewhat majority industrial, with decent resource exploitation.
17 - Navy Size: Your navy is of respectable size, with a large merchant train and a large military portion.
7 - Airforce Size: You have a few biplanes.
17 - 5 - Magic: Your nation is above average. Nothing exceptional, but you stay ahead of the chaff and other low liers. You may be advanced in theory but lack the means or structure to implement - or you may have ample capacity for production, and limited sophistication in doing so, or anything else.
1 + 1 - Mobilization: It takes the good part of a year to mobilize.

Traits:
A Nation of Learning: Tracing back to its ancient roots, the Realm, its people, culture, and even most of the cultural elite, have embraced science, the arts, and learning in general. Today, as it has been for millenia, the Realm devotes vast sums of money to research and development, to sponsoring the arts, schools of engineering, and more. The Realm is the technological leader of the world, and is determined to maintain their lead at all costs. Etremaden sciences - hard and soft, engineering, arts, and more are renowned. The nation advances technologically faster than its rivals, their prowess with technology a match for the formidable arcane might of the empires of Kratoria and Anvegad.

Masters of Artillery: For centuries the cornerstone of the Realm’s military might, the artillery has continued to play a crucial role in the Realm’s land forces. Much of the military infrastructure on land is devoted to training, supplying, and equipping the nation’s artillery corps, Etremaden engineering producing the finest guns in the world, and their schools producing the finest gunners. However, this comes at the expense of much of the rest of the army, the regular infantry representing a far smaller proportion of the army than their contemporaries, and militias - trained but not professional - make up the bulk of Etresna’s foot soldiers.

Honor Code: The Etremaden are known for almost fanatical fervor in combat, rarely if ever fleeing, surrendering only if all hope is lost and resistance is futile. To surrender when one could have fought on and forced the foe to pay for their victory in blood is a great shame - to surrender without fighting at all is the greatest of shames. The Realm’s soldiers will retreat, given the order, but a foe rushing their trenches will rarely find their forces fleeing, and even more rarely will they surrender. A platoon of soldiers, lost within enemy territory, is expected to fight their way back to friendly lines, or to inflict as much damage as possible - unless such an attempt would result in naught but their own deaths. This culture of honorable surrender and its intricacies are often lost on foreigners, who know only of the terrible treatment often suffered by prisoners taken in what the Etremaden deem dishonorable circumstances, and many foreign soldiers too will fight to the death to avoid capture.

Armed Populace: The people of the realm, the non-uniformed, arms-bearing citizen militia, make up the vast bulk of the Realm’s ground forces. Almost half of the population are well armed, with rifles, pistols, and even machine guns, and do not shy away from using or threatening to use them. An invader of the realm would find a rifle behind every blade of grass, every tree trunk, a hundred million barrels aimed in their direction - but the same is true of the government. Widespread public outcry, opposition to an unpopular government policy, or anything else will almost certainly result in the government backing down. The Raijen is hard pressed to lead her nation into a war it no longer desires, unless the people can be made to seek war once more.

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Dulce Et Decorum Est - WWI Inspired Nation Roleplay - The Reboot

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Dulce Et Decorum Est - WWI Inspired Nation Roleplay - The Reboot

Dulce et Decorum Est

Pro Patria Mori...

This is the end and the beginning of an age. This is something far greater than the French Revolution or the Reformation and we live in it.
- H.G. Wells

Narrev, a vast continent of diverse peoples, cultures, creeds, and more. A land that has seen suffering and splendor. The year is 1910, the world stands at the precipice of… something. The end of an old era is at hand, and the beginning of a new. Empires, many of them millenia old, dominate the world, and to many it seems as though this is the dawn of a true golden age; - the wonders of technology bringing about new and never before dreamed of comforts to the world. The nations of the earth are at an unprecedented stretch of relative peace, international trade flourishes, railroads are built, and the world faces the new century with excitement.

Some, however, face the new age with less enthusiasm, with grim warnings and dark foreboding. Beneath the enlightenment and prosperity is a tension building - there are many great powers in the world, vast nations with ancient and proud traditions. Some say there are too many, and that the world cannot bear for much longer the intricate web of alliances and pacts that bind the powers together.

The new century can bring enlightenment and prosperity or suffering and death. War is a certainty at some point, for sure. Any little scuffle that might flare up will be over by the new year - no nation would be fool enough to sacrifice their their economy in a true war. Still, at times, the pen fails and the sword must be taken up - but, when all is said and donel, ‘tis a sweet and seemly thing to die for one’s country.

In this NRP, you play as a nation of your own creation. The leaders, ministers, generals, admirals, and everyone else within. Guide your nation to the best of your abilities, avoid the war - or jump right in. We are here to explore a narrative of world war one, the horror of modern mechanized warfare where lives are but a number to be thrown into the meat grinder. This is not a map painting simulator, and if you want to conquer the world, I fully understand, but this is not EU4.

Individual nations are player created, with randomly rolled stats serving as a guideline upon which you should build your nation.

This setting is a fantasy one, but a fantasy setting wherein the arcane lives side by side with the mundane, and neither has the edge. A wizard standing next to his contraption that casts lightning bolts is at the same level of strength and power as the engineer with her 300mm howitzer.

This is a world with by now some well established lore, and I encourage you to speak to me and the other players about how your own nation fits into it!

I invite those interested to join our Discord server! and get to know the players already in. Slots are somewhat limited, unfortunately, so we do not have indefinite room for new players.

Dulce et Decorum Est - A WWI Inspired Nation Roleplay (Stalled out, we have a new thread for the reboot)

I pronounce this RP dead, but a new one is in the works.