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Just a regular university student, majoring in hospitality and tourism. Also a history and trivial knowledge nerd, aircraft aficionado, occasional trekker and a D&D player.

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@shylarah Sorru about it, I wrote the post quickly and I can edit it.
"All right", David said to himself, as he stood in front of the bathroom mirror. He heard a knock from the apartment door, and went to open it. Hanks was behind it. "Does it suit well, sir? The Bureau had to approximate the size", the ghoulish Hanks asked. He had a simple suit with three buttons on him and a wide brimmed hat.

"As well as ever, thank you. Come in, everybody's almost ready", David replied. "Anything new on the front?"

"Not much, I'm afraid," Hanks answered, taking his hat off while walking inside. "There will be a couple taxis coming in about fifteen minutes to take us to the Golden Fleece, so it is better to hurry anything you people are doing. We might take a few minutes to talk with the troops of the facts and plans."

David nodded. There was a living room in the apartment. "Team", he said with a loud voice, making sure the others heard him in apartment's rooms. "Form up in the living room." Damn, that sounds too much like a military talk, David thought.
Eirik the steward looked down at Bóthilda. He had admitted many men and women to the castle, and at least half of them had left before the end of the day. He didn't like it, and the newcomers put a strain on the castle's own folk. In the end, though, it was his job. "Like everyone else these days, young lady. But as per the Earl's orders, I am to direct you to the castle yard. The thanes and the newcomers are already there. Find the thane named Hadvar Arnsgeirsson and introduce yourself, he welcomes the newcomers to the retinue and will show you around. He has one good eye and at least six feet five tall, you'll probably won't miss him. But I bet you won't make it past noon." Eirik shifted his attention to the next waiters. "Now, what do we have here?"
"Should we have told her that the Earl isn't home?", Aubry pointed out as the four thanes neared the castle. The young woman and her uncle were out of earshot. "She's capable, I'll give her that."

"Well, there's still a few beds in the barracks to fill, so fitting her in shouldn't be a problem", Bram said. The four thanes walked to the barracks, and Bram, for one, collapsed to his bed.

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Earl Hjalmar was standing on the wall of Beornhall. He had arrived to the capital a few days ago, as his brother, King Jorvi of house Weyland, wanted to have a family feast and meet his quarreling relatives. Like I would let Alarik inherit the throne, Hjalmar thought. Only over my dead bones I would let him be king.

It was late night, and a chilly breeze blew. Hjalmar liked the feel of the wind on his face. It had a salty and fresh quality. The wind is coming from the sea.

Hjalmar walked back to his quarters, and started to sleep. It was going to be a busy and long day tomorrow.
"They're a bit bruised and battered, but they'll walk it off, I believe", Bram said to Bóthilda. "And Tørmun, wasn't it? It's been a while since you've visited Serpentstone."

Bram helped his friends get up. Gorlund groaned as he rose up. but stayed otherwise silent. "I am too old for this shit", complained Harlan the Younger. Aubry rose up and facing Bóthilda, said to her "Thank you again, young lady, for your assistance. Your axe strikes true."

"She can handle an axe, it seems. How about giving a chance at Jormundgard?", Gorlund asked. "The Earl still needs a few recruits, and she's good as any."

"Works for me", Harlan said. "After all, she wouldn't be the first."

Bram thought about, and found himself agreeing with his friends. "It seems you're a wanted woman, Bóthilda. Would you like to come to the castle in the morrow, to serve in the earl's guard?"
Nation Name: The Republic of Bretony

Head of State & Age: President Louis Martel of the Centralist Party, aged 52 and Chancellor Felix Bastille of the Centralist Party, aged 38 years.

Major figures in the Parliament: Arthur Melville, aged 54, Minister of Agriculture and Forestry (leader of SDP) and Charles de Fleur, aged 44, Minister of Industry and Economy (leader of RP).

Political Alignment during the Most Atrocious War: Defeated nation, and a military dictatorship, surrendered on December 24, 1917, after the Christmas Revolt, which put Chancellor Felix Bastille into power. Few troops loyal to the Bretonian State were holding out against by the republican forces, though they held out until the end the year. Leaders and officials of the State are arrested and given trials. Currently a capitalistic democracy.

Culture and recent history: A former kingdom, Bretony was turned into a republic about a century ago in a revolution of the masses after years of plummeting economy and skyrocketing food prices. A president is the head of state, but the chancellor holds the real power, acting as the prime minister. Bretony has a unicameral parliament composed of 350 MEPs (members of parliament), and about twenty ministries handling the matters of state. The parliament is led by the Speaker, who directs the parliamentary meetings. Parliament often holds session at least once a week, often more when a law is being prepared.

Laws are prepared in the parliament by committees, and reviewed both by the parliament and a ministry. For example, the Ministry of Defense reviews laws regarding the armed forces, it's spending and reforms. The parliament will vote on the law, and the law needs a simple majority vote to succeed in the parliament. Then it will be signed by the Chancellor and the President, but they have a veto option they use to postpone the initiative.

Bretony has been the home for many writers and philosophers, but it hasn’t been idle on the military front. It’s army has long and proud traditions and many famous campaigns under its belt, although it was defeated in the War. During the century of democracy, the Breton citizens have grown accustomed to both civil and political rights guaranteed by the constitution. Bretonic is spoken in Bretony, and the citizens are called Bretons.

The Breton culture stretches centuries into history, although the modern nation-state is quite recent. Centuries ago a unified state of Bretony was only a dream, as there were several Breton principalities, duchies and counties of differing sizes. The Kingdom of Bretony was born in the 1500s, when Prince Charles Ludovico of the Principality of Guillaume-Cotillion annexed most of the modern-day Breton lands under his rule either by conquest or by political marriages and was named as the king of Bretony. During the next century and half, the kings of Bretony centralized power into their own hands and their bureaucrats. In 1801, a revolution began, which led to the cessation of monarchy and the creation of democracy a few years later after a Revolutionary War. When Bretony became a republic, a wave of nationalism swept across the nation, and the national identity strengthened during the course of the century. The government sponsored many artists, authors and composers, and the arts and sciences boomed. Also, industrialization hit Bretony during the century, which led to economic growth, although a depression hit Bretony quite hard in 1902, lasting until 1906.

On 26th of February, 1904, a military coup d’état took place in the capital city of Guillaume, when a nationalistic cadre of officers and many soldiers, opposing the neutral stance of the country’s government on the continental politics and plummeting economy, Bretony was turned into a military dictatorship run by a council of generals. The generals were ousted from power on December 24th in the Christmas Revolt, 1917, as the population had grown tired of the losing war, dwindling resources and naval blockade. The same day, Chancellor Felix Bastille delivered a speech to the people and an unconditional surrender to the Pact of Unity.

Currently, there are many political parties, ranging from right to left. The Centralist Party occupies most of the seat in the parliament (117 seats) and politically it leans in the middle of the spectrum, but it has formed a coalition government with the left-leaning Social Democratic Party (SDP. 65 seats) and the right-leaning Reformist Party (RP, 37 seats). The three parties hold 219 seats out of 350, a clear majority, although they don't see eye to eye on every matter. Parliamentary elections are currently held every four years, presidential elections every six years and provincial elections every four years.

Next presidential elections will be held in 1924, the provincial elections in 1923 and the parliamentary elections in 1922.

SDP is socially active party, trying to improve the situation of the common man, who work in the industry and other fields of manual labour, centering on creating equal opportunities for all to improve their quality of life by education and welfare. RP is more conservative party, gaining much of its support from the "old money" - former noble families, industrial leaders and others. The Centralists are between them, walking a line between them. SDP was formed in the 1860s, during the height of the industrialization to help the industrial workers and others in the lower classes. The RP is a newcomer on the political stage, having been formed in 1900 by Charles de Fleur, a member of de Fleur industrial family. De Fleur family owns a major industrial concern Chaumont Metalworks, that produces high quality steel and construction materials. The concern provided a lot of materiel to the war effort, although it has gone near bankruptcy in the aftermath of the war. The Centralists were founded during the 1880s, and has acquired a large and loyal voting basis as the "everyman's choice". Every citizen has the right to vote in the elections, if they are at least twenty years of age.

The current Chancellor, Felix Bastille, is a former lawyer and political activist, who was imprisoned during the military dictatorship for political dissent and held captive until the autumn of 1917, when mutinous troops and revolting citizens liberated several prisons and other facilities. The Christmas Revolt on 24th of December, 1917, occurred in Guillaume, the capital city. After the Generals were ousted, Felix was put into the command of an emergency council, which in turn started to put in place a civil government. Parliamentary elections were held in the end of March, 1918, gaining a landslide victory for the Centralist Party and cementing Bastille's political authority. The Generals' time in office, though, left the nation in financial ruin, and they are trying to revigoriate the markets.

The Centralist Party, as other parties, were terrorized by the army and the secret police not to assemble during the dictatorship, although they continued their activities underground and secretly during the war. As bad news from the front continued to come in, the parties came more and more to the forefront, attending protests and peace rallies.

The country is divided into provinces, the most important being, politically speaking, the province of Guillaume-Cotillion, where the capital city is located. Guillaume holds the governmental buildings, many culturally important buildings, like the Royal Palace and gardens, the romance-era Musée National, Le Chevalier Noir hotel and the baroque-styled Concorde Opera Hall. The provincial borders roughly equates to the old borders of feudal lands, with few adjustments. They have provincial councils, which take responsibility of controlling the province on day-to-day basis. Every four years, provincial elections are held, and new councils are formed based on the results.

Bretony is a traditional wine, cognac, brandy and cider country, exporting a great selection of alcohol. Labels include the dark and red wine Comte Rouge, the white and fruity wine Angouleme Blanc and the cheap and bitter cider Harlequin.
Nation Name: The Republic of Bretony

Head of State & Age: Chancellor Felix Bastille, 38 years.

Political Alignment during the Most Atrocious War: Defeated nation, and a military dictatorship, surrendered on December 24 after the Christmas Revolt, which put Chancellor Felix Bastille into power.

Culture and recent history: A former kingdom, Bretony was turned into a republic about a century ago in a revolution of the masses after years of plummeting economy and skyrocketing food prices. A president is the head of state, but the chancellor holds the real power, acting as the prime minister. Bretony has a parliament composed of 350 MEPs (members of parliament), and about twenty ministries handling the matters of state.

Bretony has been the home for many writers and philosophers, but it hasn’t been idle on the military front. It’s army has long and proud traditions and many famous campaigns under its belt, although it was defeated in the War.

The Breton culture stretches centuries into history, although the modern nation-state is quite recent. Three or four centuries ago a unified state of Bretony was only a dream, as there were several Breton principalities, duchies and counties of differing sizes. The Kingdom of Bretony was born, when Prince Charles Ludovico of Guillaume annexed most of the modern-day Breton lands under his rule either by conquest or by political marriages and was named as the king of Bretony. During the next century and half, the kings of Bretony centralized power into their own hands and their bureaucrats. In 1801, a revolution began, which led to the cessation of monarchy and the creation of democracy a few years later after a Revolutionary War. When Bretony became a republic, a wave of nationalism swept across the nation, and the national identity strengthened during the course of the century. The government sponsored many artists, authors and composers, and the arts and sciences boomed. Also, industrialization hit Bretony during the century, which led to economic growth, although a depression hit Bretony quite hard in 1902, lasting until 1906.

On 26th of February, 1904, a military coup d’état took place in the capital city of Guillaume, when a cadre of officers and many soldiers, opposing the neutral stance of the country’s government on the continent and plummeting economy, Bretony was turned into a military dictatorship run by a council of generals. The generals were ousted from power on December 24th in the Christmas Revolt, as the population had grown tired of the losing war, dwindling resources and naval blockade. The same day, Chancellor Felix Bastille delivered a speech to the people and an unconditional surrender to the Pact of Unity.

(So, a mix between France and Germany.)
@Silverink Of course. If you want to join, please, either PM me your CS or post it to this thread.
Thanks for the late miracle, Bram composed in his head. He felt pain in many parts of his body, but it wasn't anything new. He forced himself up, as the thugs were occupied with the young woman. She had approached them quite handily with the axe, but it was time to even the odds. Bram still had the walking stick with him. It was made of thick pine, and while it wouldn't crack any skulls, goblin or human, it would make nice bruises.
Bram was standing, and took a swing with the stick at the fourth man, who had emerged from the alley. He had a woolen tunic, though it was hard to see his face in the darkness. Bram aimed at his head, and the stick struck true to the side of the head. The man fell, not knowing what had hit him. "Bastard!", the man grunted grunted, spitting.
Bram struck him again to his head, this time knocking the man out of the fight. The last attackers, though still in the fight and circling the young woman, they seemed to be getting nervous and insecure. They were holding their distance from the woman, weighing their options. To fight or to fight, that was the question.
And the answer came quickly. After a couple tense seconds, a shout came down the street. Bram didn't turn at the shouter. "Halt, in the name of the Earl. You're under arrest." Bram recognized the voice, and it belonged to one of the guardsmen of the town. He had fought with him on couple occasions, although Bram didn't remember his name at the moment.
The attackers didn't halt, but turned their tails and ran away, both sprinting into different alleys. Bram didn't want to go and chase them, as his head was still ringing. It would turn into a headache by the morning, but he'd survive.
"Nicely struck", Bram said to the woman He checked on his friends, although they were bruised, they'd be all right in the end. "I didn't catch your name, by any chance. Mine's Bram."
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