I'm still here, don't take my nation!
If I ever do have to leave, I would imagine Lydiah would be invaded and absorbed into Prussia or Corustia.
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darkwolf687 said
hehe, I wonder what Lydiah will think once it learns that the Lance Colonies have become Corustarian and the Lance Colonial plans have just been buried xD
Wait, what? When did that happen *can't be bothered to look through the IC #lazy*
Kythian, Lydiah
Duke Elvahn burst into the the Council Chamber, almost catapulting a guardsman into a small knot of government officials. He abruptly bowed stiffly to those assembled and sat down on his throne, producing a sheaf of papers from somewhere and throwing them out onto the table.
"This is all the messages and reports we have received from the newly formed Prussian Empire." he began. "Requests for help from both sides, and other worrying news. My agreement with the former Lance Empire is critical to the survival and growth of our colonies in the New World, but I do not feel that I can continue to support the new government in the violent silencing of their own subjects."
"Then what do you suggest, your Grace?" asked one of the Thanes.
"I do not know." replied Elvahn wearily. "For one thing, we must defend ourselves from any attack from Prussia, from whatever side it may come. I am chiefly concerned by some of the radical protest groups. Send half the army to the northern border with the Empire, and have the other half be on alert everywhere else. I want 3 barques and 2 frigates patrolling the strait between former Numburg and Lydiah. It's not much, but it will give us early warning if anyone tries a sea-based invasion."
He stood and put a hand to his brow, as if in pain. "We will continue this later. You Thanes, make your own plans about how best to defend your provinces. Farewell!"
Duke Elvahn burst into the the Council Chamber, almost catapulting a guardsman into a small knot of government officials. He abruptly bowed stiffly to those assembled and sat down on his throne, producing a sheaf of papers from somewhere and throwing them out onto the table.
"This is all the messages and reports we have received from the newly formed Prussian Empire." he began. "Requests for help from both sides, and other worrying news. My agreement with the former Lance Empire is critical to the survival and growth of our colonies in the New World, but I do not feel that I can continue to support the new government in the violent silencing of their own subjects."
"Then what do you suggest, your Grace?" asked one of the Thanes.
"I do not know." replied Elvahn wearily. "For one thing, we must defend ourselves from any attack from Prussia, from whatever side it may come. I am chiefly concerned by some of the radical protest groups. Send half the army to the northern border with the Empire, and have the other half be on alert everywhere else. I want 3 barques and 2 frigates patrolling the strait between former Numburg and Lydiah. It's not much, but it will give us early warning if anyone tries a sea-based invasion."
He stood and put a hand to his brow, as if in pain. "We will continue this later. You Thanes, make your own plans about how best to defend your provinces. Farewell!"
duck55223 said
I swear to god you better support us.
Support you in what?
Winston Smith said
Excuse the inactivity, been a busy past few days but on the plus side I have a Masters Degree now!
Congratulations :D What in?
I am now a member of the Colonial Powers wiki under the name Argentaurum (silvergold in latin), and I have created the Lydiah page.
I can see this whole unification thing ending up like Rome and Byzantium - essentially two separate nations again. And in order to get a land border, you will need to occupy some of the empty land in the centre on the continent and invade Azor. So that way we will actually get some war. Perhaps Lydiah could join in if the right... incentives are provided *evil conniving smirk*
Kythian, Lydiah, Late Afternoon
The Duke looked down carefully at the message, reading it slowly.
"Are you sure that this is true?"
"Yes, your Grace." replied the Thane. "The report came in from the ambassador to the Lance Empire. They mean to merge with Numburg."
"Well, well, well. This is a surprise." Elvahn paused to look over the paper once again. "This could wreck all. I did not plan for any situation alike to this."
Getting up, he waved a hand to dismiss the guards.
"Stay, good Thane. You know that I have entrusted you with governing one of the colonies in Vivayah, or whatever the New World will come to be known. You must not fail in this task. Relations with the new Empire will likely be unstable for a while, and our interests must be safeguarded." Turning away from him, he clasped his blue cloak around his neck and drew his hood up, hiding his face.
It was in this fashion that he made his way out of the palace and down the road into the city. The guards knew to ask no questions, for he often went about in this guise when trying to be inconspicuous. He continued walking, slinking along the edge of the street to avoid carts and horses, along with the bustling crowd of townspeople on their way to evening market.
Within five minutes he reached his destination. The Temple of Gowia. Built of marble and encrusted with silver and sapphires, it was one of the most beautiful buildings in Lydiah. It had seven strong pillars on each side, the middle one of each had a wide archway in it to allow people through. It was by one of these doors that the Duke entered the Temple.
It was even more beautiful on the inside than the outside. A vast planetarium occupied the huge dome that formed the ceiling. I each of the four corners, pools of blue water shimmered in the light of the many torches that lit up the Temple. In the centre was a massive marble obelisk, surrounded with a low wall like a well. All was made of marble and silver, and decorated with sapphires. In the 'well', which was really the Altar of Gowia, an unquenchable fire was burning strongly, but low. A cluster of lilac-robed priests were casting trinkets into the fire, muttering quiet prayers to their deity.
The Duke drew forward to the Altar, unrecognised by his subjects. Reaching into a large sleeve, he withdrew his own offerings - a pouch of incense, a small flask of water from the Holy Spring in Seven Rivers, and a single, shining sapphire. He cast the pouch into the flames, releasing a small plume of richly scented smoke into the room. He uncapped the flask and poured the water into the midst of the fire, along with the blue gemstone. The jewel flashed as it struck the flames, then vanished in a cloud of steam as the water evaporated.
"Mighty Gowia, accept my offerings..." he began quietly.
Forgive our misdoings, and shield us from evil.
Protect and defend us from our enemies, and pour out thy fury against those who threaten your people.
Command thy winds that they move our ships swiftly across the wide seas, so that we may honour thy name.
And Lydiah, defend her also. Guide myself and the Thanes as we labour to govern this fair nation.
Our thanks, great Gowia...
The Duke looked down carefully at the message, reading it slowly.
"Are you sure that this is true?"
"Yes, your Grace." replied the Thane. "The report came in from the ambassador to the Lance Empire. They mean to merge with Numburg."
"Well, well, well. This is a surprise." Elvahn paused to look over the paper once again. "This could wreck all. I did not plan for any situation alike to this."
Getting up, he waved a hand to dismiss the guards.
"Stay, good Thane. You know that I have entrusted you with governing one of the colonies in Vivayah, or whatever the New World will come to be known. You must not fail in this task. Relations with the new Empire will likely be unstable for a while, and our interests must be safeguarded." Turning away from him, he clasped his blue cloak around his neck and drew his hood up, hiding his face.
It was in this fashion that he made his way out of the palace and down the road into the city. The guards knew to ask no questions, for he often went about in this guise when trying to be inconspicuous. He continued walking, slinking along the edge of the street to avoid carts and horses, along with the bustling crowd of townspeople on their way to evening market.
Within five minutes he reached his destination. The Temple of Gowia. Built of marble and encrusted with silver and sapphires, it was one of the most beautiful buildings in Lydiah. It had seven strong pillars on each side, the middle one of each had a wide archway in it to allow people through. It was by one of these doors that the Duke entered the Temple.
It was even more beautiful on the inside than the outside. A vast planetarium occupied the huge dome that formed the ceiling. I each of the four corners, pools of blue water shimmered in the light of the many torches that lit up the Temple. In the centre was a massive marble obelisk, surrounded with a low wall like a well. All was made of marble and silver, and decorated with sapphires. In the 'well', which was really the Altar of Gowia, an unquenchable fire was burning strongly, but low. A cluster of lilac-robed priests were casting trinkets into the fire, muttering quiet prayers to their deity.
The Duke drew forward to the Altar, unrecognised by his subjects. Reaching into a large sleeve, he withdrew his own offerings - a pouch of incense, a small flask of water from the Holy Spring in Seven Rivers, and a single, shining sapphire. He cast the pouch into the flames, releasing a small plume of richly scented smoke into the room. He uncapped the flask and poured the water into the midst of the fire, along with the blue gemstone. The jewel flashed as it struck the flames, then vanished in a cloud of steam as the water evaporated.
"Mighty Gowia, accept my offerings..." he began quietly.
Forgive our misdoings, and shield us from evil.
Protect and defend us from our enemies, and pour out thy fury against those who threaten your people.
Command thy winds that they move our ships swiftly across the wide seas, so that we may honour thy name.
And Lydiah, defend her also. Guide myself and the Thanes as we labour to govern this fair nation.
Our thanks, great Gowia...
Muhahahahahaha... 
Oh great. Now we are all going to be inflicted with a terrible plague by the great god Gowia. Hoorah -_-
Pretty sure war will break out soon. Hopefully, Lydiah won't be too involved, although we do have to support the Lance Empire due to the terms of our agreement.
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