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First post was a bit uninspired but things should kick off soon. First with the Sunspear collab and then all the shenanigans in my own little Boneway ;)
Yronwood, Dorne

With dust and the smell of the desert still all over his clothes Edgar Yronwood entered the courtyard of castle Yronwood. Beside him walked his close friend Baros Deepwell, similarly clad in the flowing black travellers robes. Coming all the way from Sunspear and passing by a few other towns, Baros Deepwell’s merchant caravan came packed with products and wares from the east. To Edgar these matters were of no importance. The places he visited had nothing to do with trade, but everything to do with blood. He rarely received a warm welcome in Yronwood, but the atmosphere this day was especially tense. Word of invasion had spread quickly among the noble houses of Dorne who still had memories of civil war fresh in their minds.

Two serving girls approached the weary travellers. One bringing wine and the other bringing water. “Is there anything you need m’lord? Before I-”

“None of that. Take me to my sister.” Edgar said matter-of-factly, cutting off the servant’s question. The serving girl, familiar with Edgar, kept her silence and nodded.

Not even touching the flask of wine, Edgar and Baros followed the serving girls. After crossing the courtyard Edgar and Baros passed a gate and walked through the palace gardens until they reached a long table cast in shade by a large white silk garden tent. The table was set with at least twenty different plates with different foods ranging from simple olives to an entire grilled bass. As Baros took one of the quail eggs and put it in his mouth in one go, Neora, surrounded by her maid, a cook and two more serving girls emerged from the castle and headed toward the table.

The young regent of Yronwood was dressed in a long light green dress decorated with a pattern of small birds embroidered with gold thread. Right behind her the chamber maid was carrying several pairs of ear rings, presumably for Neora to choose from when she felt like a new pair. As she sat down at the table Baros managed a small bow but Edgar only gave her a cold stare.

“It is good to see you brother.” Neora said as she dismissed her servants with her hand. “You as well Baros.” She continued as she looked in his eyes. She let her eyes linger for just a moment more but turned away in disgust as Baros gave her a smile, showing his teeth covered with half chewed egg.

“Leave us.” Edgar said to the servants and took a chair. “I do not understand how you can just sit here. What has father said?”

“Father?” Neora said nonchalantly. “Father hasn’t sent anything.”

“Then what have you done so far besides emptying our coffers?” Edgar snapped. When he heard the rumours of invasion, he hurried back to Yronwood. With Lord Ryon in Sunspear, Yronwood’s defence was in the hands of his sister. His sister he knew to be apathetic, even ignorant to the politics of Dorne. Caring more for her exotic treats and jewellery than the threats that face her family.

“There are preparations.” Neora said after a moment of silence and sampled a plate with thin slices of beef spiced with Dornish peppers. “I do not know what father is doing in Sunspear… and I do not care. I do know these lands and I know our troops.”

“You only know maps and books. You have not left this castle in five years.” Edgar replied, at this point more frustrated than angry. “I have walked the Boneway. Have you?”

“I know the Boneway. I know every inch of it.” Neora said, suddenly turning serious. “I know where the northern savages will march, I know where they will rest. With or without word from father Yronwood will respond to the invaders. I am not waiting for his approval. I am waiting to hear what he has planned for you...”
I will have a sort of introductory post up soon. A Dornish collab should also appear at one point.
Also I wish to request that you don't kill all the peasants you meet during the invasion. Leave at least 10% of the population un-maimed so that we can rebuild pls.
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Should I craft some type of map?
My country will host a (annual) poker night for all the distinguished leaders and their minions. You can't bet with money, only things like land, warships, tanks or aircraft (also women of course).
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República Democrática do Junho (DRJ)


The famous headless leopard on a field of soothing terracotta.

Name: Democratic Republic of Junho, República Democrática do Junho [ʒuɲo] (DRJ)
Demonym: Junholese
Government: Constitutional republic. The president and mayors are elected every five years.
Head of State: Presidente Amando Furtado
National Anthem: Vaidade Nacional
National Religion: Catholicism
Population: 900,000
Geography: The entire island is covered by a mountain range with three major mountains and smaller ones surrounding them. Cliffs make up much of the rocky northern shore but the southern shore has long sandy beaches. Land inward on the mountain slopes the dense tropical rainforest only makes way for farming terraces cultivating mostly coffee and hemp.
Demographics:
41% European (primarily of Portuguese descent) (40%), Mulatto (45%), African (19%), Other (1%)
Languages: Portuguese (Official), Junholese Creole
Notable Locations:
Porto Junho (Capital) - Population: 115,000.
Vila do Mação - Population: 60,000.
Nova Portimão - Population: 34,000.
Odimera - Population: 25,000.

Primary Economic Sector: Tourism (Nature, beaches and so forth)
Secondary Economic Sector: Agrarian - Non-Food
Abundant Food Resources: Coffee *** - Indicates a triple roll, making this country the dominant coffee exporter in the region
Abundant Non-Food Agricultural Resources: Hemp, Narcotics
Abundant Mineral Resources: Nickel
Army: Experienced Small Army, former colonial military units that served in colonial wars abroad prior to independence. Decently equipped.
Navy: Torpedo/patrol boats.
Air Force: No Air Force

History:
In 1661 Captain Alfonso do Maio, sailing under Portuguese flag, set foot on the uninhabited island he would later name after the month he arrived. Colonisation followed and a large number of slaves were transported to the island to work in the fields cultivating fruits and coffee. Despite conflicts with the Dutch and British in the region, the Ilha do Junho remained under Portuguese control and slowly grew over the years. On 7 September 1822, when Brazil declared independence from Portugal, Junho was incorporated into the Empire of Brazil. In the following decades Junho was generally ignored and when the empire collapsed in 1889 the small island became a Brazilian colonial territory. In the early 20th century, with Portugal in turmoil, Junho welcomed a new wave of Portuguese immigrants bringing with them new and exotic political ideas.

The island's Republican Party talked openly of independence but since the people on the mainland barely knew of Junho's existence and Brazil descended into a decade of dictatorship, nothing happened. In the second world war the Junholese army formed part of the Brazilian Expeditionary Force that fought alongside the allies in Italy. Finally in 1945, when the Brazilian dictator Vargas was deposed, the Republican Party declared an independent Democratic Republic of Junho. Naturally, the Republican Party won the nation's first ever elections with a landslide victory. The Republican Party was of course also the only existing political party at that time.

The next elections 5 years later were cancelled due to an unfortunate voting ballot shortage. However, two years later the president still managed to lose his post after a night of high-stakes poker in the Odimera Beach Hotel (✩✩✩✩✩) when, in a drunken stupor, the president gambled away his presidency. The lucky winner of the historic poker game was Amando Erasmo Furtado: real estate developer, prominent Republican Party member and backgammon extraordinaire. As the constitution listed no law that forbade betting one's post in a game of cards, Amando Furtado was inaugurated as Junho's new president. Under his leadership, Junho, which was known only for its coffee and weed, was turned into a popular tourist destination. After completing his first term, President Amando Furtado was re-elected in 1957 with an overwhelming victory gathering an impressive and believable 95% of the votes.


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