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Pro Patria Mori - A Tale of Sailships and Muskets (Still Recruiting)

"If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs, obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud. Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues, my friend, you would not tell with such high zest to children ardent for some desperate glory, the old Lie; Dulce et Decorum est Pro patria mori." -Wilfred Owen

Winter of 1800

1st of December

Under the pretense of 'supporting the war effort', The Empire of Rubrus raises it's tax rates. This is met with almost immediate outcry. Although the people of the Empire are keen to show their support for defending their allies, The Kingdom of Claidor, they did not envision that this support would extend to their own pockets. The vagueness of the instructions almost lead to total disaster, and it is only the bureaucracy of Rubrus that is able to stave off total chaos, and make their own decision for the increase in tax, doubling the current rate.

5th of December

Calling on their ancient, and ingrained cultural bond, The Kingdom of Ubren and The Redcliff Empire once again re-enforce their close links. Despite Ubren pushing for a full alliance, Redcliff is perhaps a touch tentative, at least for now. Perhaps concerned by Ubren's increasingly war-like behavior, Redcliff instead agrees only to a defensive alliance, both nations swearing to come to each others aid in the case of military actions against them, although there are rumors that there are more aggressive plans coming into play between the two nations.

8th of December

For now at least, the rebels actions against Linia, the colony of The Three City's Republic of Ianian, have slowed. The increased garrison appears to have served it's purpose as a deterrent, but the priests of The Akkadian Empire report that something seems to have shifted in the actions of the tribes of The Shuren Dynasty, and even here, far to the west from Akteme, the name of Majdi al-Selim is whispered in hushed tones.

13th of December

The Kingdom of Aontas calls on The Empire of Attolia, looking to gain entry into the increasingly powerful ranks of The Continental Alliance. Although it forces itself into an alliance with it's historic rivals, The Empire of Rubrus, Aontas clearly recognizes the need for allies, no doubt still reeling from it's heavy defeat at the hands of The Kingdom of Ubren.

15th of December

The fleet of The Echyan Empire continues it's actions against The Eternal Hadeen of Dashkatar. Growing ever more ambitious, Admiral Darko Zauhar leads a string of raids and attacks all along the Dashkatar coastline. Using the marines at their disposal, under the command of General Duje Popović. The expedition is temporarily delayed, as General Popović has to relinquish his command over Echya's colony of New Echya, and make the long journey back to the homeland before they can disembark. The seven hundred Marines that serve on the ships do what they can, but they quickly have to abandon their targets of port cities, as they cannot possibly hope to scale the formidable defences in such small numbers. They do succeed however in attacking villages along the coast, and generally harassing the Eternal Hadeen.

18th of December

Almost overnight, a string of diplomatic masterstrokes all across The Akkadian Empire, Majdi al-Selim, still little more than a name to those observing the situation, becomes the effective ruler of the Empire. His influence is overwhelming, and it is already spilling over into the lands of The Eternal Hadeen of Dashkatar. The man himself is still an enigma, but he clearly possesses a titanic force of will.

19th of December

The Echyan Empire makes full use of the newly arrived advisors from The Empire of Attolia, pouring almost obscene amounts of money into attempting to improve their army. It will be no easy process, and despite the help from Attolia, initial progress is slow. Unsurprisingly, this suddenly increased rigour of training does not go down well with the existing soldiers of Echya, and there is grumbling among the ranks.

23rd of December

Continuing it's attempted reformation of it's army, The Echyan Empire begins a recruitment campaign with the intention of raising seventy thousand men. Considering that this will be effectively doubling the size of the current army, it is a herculean task. Echya has never been a military nation, instead enjoying good trade and a serviceable navy to protect their interests. Even with the highly religiously-charged rhetoric of the recruiters, recruitment is slow. The presence of the forces of The Empire of Attolia does not improve recruitment, instead it serves the opposite purpose. If other soldiers will so readily come to their aid, why do they need their own?

27th of December

The strength of the followers of Majdi al-Selim in The Eternal Hadeen of Dashkatar continues to swell at an unforeseeable rate. The message of unity, and the strength of unity and faith, that the man seems to preach, is a popular one. Dashkatar are all too aware of the danger, having seen the control that the man now wields in The Akkadian Empire, but in truth, the rulers of the Eternal Hadeen are helpless to prevent the wave that is sweeping their nation. This is no enemy that they can send their armies against, it is an idea, a belief, and it is overwhelmingly powerful.

29th of December

The Echyan Empire continues its colonial expansions, sending a colonial expedition south from New Navasy. A formidable fleet accompanies the colonists, and those who join the expedition are given a promise of great opportunities. Many do, no doubt keen to escape the increasingly militaristic homeland of the Empire, and hoping that they will be at least be able to avoid being drafted into the army if they sail to the other side of the world. The colony of Orlovic is founded.

Pro Patria Mori - A Tale of Sailships and Muskets (Still Recruiting)

"If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs, obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud. Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues, my friend, you would not tell with such high zest to children ardent for some desperate glory, the old Lie; Dulce et Decorum est Pro patria mori." -Wilfred Owen

Winter of 1800

2nd of November

The Eternal Hadeen of Dashkatar continues to fortify it's position in the province of Osnic. Tens of thousands of soldiers, fiercely loyal to the Eternal Hadeen, stand ready to give their lives to hold back the Europeans who have sworn to drive back the 'heathens'. Despite the forces aligning against them, the coming conflict will be far from easy, Dashkatar having dug it's claws deeply into the province.

4th of November

Already making full use of it's new-found influence in the region, The Empire of Attolia opens an extensive market in the colony of Fort Tian. The intention is clear, to make use of their closeness to the mainland of The Shuren Dynasty to make a fortune for the Empire through the selling of various narcotics, chief among them opium. Smugglers from the Dynasty readily take the opportunity, and the sickness begins to spread through the veins of Shuren.

5th of November

The great religious festival of the Hijeen faith occurs, the celebrations centered around the city of Akteme. Hundreds of thousands of worshipers travel to the city, The Republic of Oflua allowing them to flood freely over the border from The Akkadian Empire. From the festival, rumors begin to spread. The name Majdi al-Selim spreads like wildfire, first whispered, then shouted. A new prophet has arrived, or at least so the rumors claim, and he is the promised leaders that will unite the Hijeen nations once more.

8th of November

The "Lady Alexandria's Finishing School For Fine Young Men And Women" opens it's doors in The Empire of Rubrus. The School is intended for the education of young nobles from all across the Empire, and it initially proves popular. The dynastic noble families of Rubrus unsurprisingly take kindly to the idea of their offspring rubbing shoulders with other blue-bloods.

13th of November

Not wasting time, The Kingdom of Ubren replenishes its losses from it's brief war with The Kingdom of Aontas. Following it's resounding victory, the men of Ubren are all too happy to sign up, filling the armies ranks once more. But perhaps more importantly, the main army is redeployed to the province of Obertal. The intent is clear, and as if on cue, murmurs of dissent begin to echo through the province of Belgae. It appears as if war between Ubren and The Empire of Attolia is fast becoming a reality.

17th of November

In The Republic of Toubres, 'The Academy of Naval Firepower' is officially created. The focus is upon the development of new cannons, potentially even further strengthening the already highly formidable navy of the Toubres. With an impressive budget, the Academy quickly begins work, becoming a center of study into improving the weapons available to the Republic's fleets.

19th of November

Still attempting to stem the tide of the rebels raiding their colony of Linia, as well as hopefully staving off similar attacks across their other territories, The Three City's Republic of Ianian orders the raising of garrisons in all of the Republic's provinces and colonies, bankrolled by the powerful economy of Ianian. Intended to remain dormant until called upon, only the colony of Linia is called into action, further bolstering the defence of the colony.

24th of November

The Three City's Republic of Ianian passes another colonial law, selling the unclaimed land of it's colonies to the workers of the land. However, perhaps wary of causing further native dissent, the Republic is careful to protect land religiously or culturally significant to the native population, ensuring they are only sold if it agreed with by the cultural leaders.

27th of November

The influence of Majdi al-Selim grows at an inconceivable rate. Before long, his followers outnumber the loyalists in The Akkadian Empire. Although his teachings all revolve around peace and unity, the leaders of Akkadia become increasingly wary of this new perceived threat. Although they apologize to The Three City's Republic of Ianian, they are forced to withdraw their forces from the colony of Linia. For now, few know how this crisis will resolve itself.

30th of November

A meeting is called for the members of the European Trading League. Representatives from The Three City's Republic of Ianian, The Republic of Toubres, The Echyan Empire, The Akkadian Empire and The Republic of Oflua all attend. Although it still stands to be seen why Ianian has called for the meeting.

🦄 Machiavellian Masquerade - Chapter 1

Justice Cobalt

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Location:Shadowell Manor: Joyous Corridor -> Red Library
Skills: Charisma
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Cobalt pushed open the door, and stepped through, out of the corridor. He could still hear Amaranthine and the doctor talking behind him, but that was a problem, or indeed an entertainment, for another time. He looked around the room he had stepped into, closing the door softly behind him. It was undoubtedly grand, and it was undeniably a library. A statue dominated the center of the room, but the walls were lined with the bookshelves, countless leather-bound spines seeming to watch him as he moved. However, if it was a moment of solitude that he had been crazing, it was clear he would have to wait.

The figure standing by one of the room's two fireplaces was tall and thin, reminding Cobalt almost of some spindly insect that he had once glimpsed. He didn't appear to be a guest, and for that at least, Cobalt was thankful. He smiled as warmly as he could as he crossed the room to face the man. Nodding his head slightly in greeting, he spoke, his voice seeming to break the blanket of silence that the books conjured up.

"Good evening. Any light reading you would reccomend to pass a long, cold night such as this?"

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

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William Fraser

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Location: Leaving Port Annan
Skills: N/A

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William could feel Millicent's eyes turn to him as he took his seat inside the carriage, but he didn't turn to her, instead busying himself with stowing away his belongings in preparation for the journey ahead. Once everything was in place, he did look up, in time to see Millicent's polite nod towards him, and see her stiffen as Rutherford's voice came through the still open doorway. William did his best to smile reassuringly towards her, but before he could catch her eye, Rutherford had entered the carriage itself, and sat beside Millicent.

It took a lot of self-control for William not to physically groan as Egerton sat in the seat beside him. Something about the man just deeply annoyed him. With Rutherford, there was an undeniable darkness, a cruelness, but that William could at least respect, and confront. But Egerton just seemed to exude a sliminess that made his skin crawl, the man such a spineless worm that it made William's stomach turn. Desperate to drive the unwelcome figure from his mind, William turned to Millicent and Rutherford, smiling again as the carriage started forwards.

"I hope it's not too forward to ask how the happy couple met?"

🦄 Machiavellian Masquerade - Chapter 1

Justice Cobalt

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Location:Shadowell Manor: Music Room -> Joyous Corridor
Skills: N/A
Hit Points: 6
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How disappointing. Cobalt could only watch as Amaranthine seemed to lose her nerve, hurriedly packing away her instrument again, and fleeing the room. No doubt partly due to the frustratingly persistent verse-spouting bird-faced man that had followed the group into the room. Unsurprisingly, the 'doctor' quickly followed after her, like a puppy, and Cobalt could only smirk at his leaving comment, closing the door behind him as he went.

The room did suddenly seem to posses a greater chill, and glancing at the man seated in the corner, the ravens beady eyes seeming to watch him from across the room, Cobalt decided that he didn't particularly enjoy the prospect of remaining in the room either. Forcing a smile, Cobalt nodded his head slightly towards the other man as he crossed the room, pulling the door open. It only made sense to explore the house further, if it was to be the setting of the dangerous game they were all playing, and if it meant getting away from the creature, then all the better. He hesitated, only for an instant, as he realized he didn't even know the man's name, but he didn't particularly want to spend the time to find out.

Stepping out into the corridor, Cobalt glanced around at his new surroundings. The doctor hadn't moved far, and was leering at Amaranthine, making pawing attempts at what he could only assume was... flirting? In truth, Cobalt didn't care. For now, his patience had run out with the other guests. He wanted some quiet, if only for a moment, so he turned away from the two of them, moving towards the door at the nearer end of the corridor.

Pro Patria Mori - A Tale of Sailships and Muskets (Still Recruiting)

"If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs, obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud. Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues, my friend, you would not tell with such high zest to children ardent for some desperate glory, the old Lie; Dulce et Decorum est Pro patria mori." -Wilfred Owen

Winter of 1800

1st of October

The Kingdom of Aontas begins a project of expanding it's Marine ranks, as well as constructing rudimentary craft to carry them. This in itself is a fairly unusual step. The Marines that sail aboard the ships of Europe are, largely, there to maintain order, as well as fighting in the various boarding actions that might occur with enemy vessels. Even when used in naval landings, it is only in small numbers, so this move, of ships dedicated to ferrying Marines, is a radical one. Whether this move will prove to be successful, still stands to be seen.

4th of October

Relatively aghast at the state of it's new allies army, The Empire of Attolia sends military advisors and officers to The Echyan Empire, to attempt to aid in the training of their army, especially considering the conflict threatening to overflow into the lands of Echya. The Continental Alliance is already starting to flex it's quickly strengthening muscles.

5th of October

The referendum to decide the future of the Holy City of Akteme draws to a close. The result is a resounding success in favour of the city remaining firmly in the hands of The Republic of Oflua. However, while many worry that this will reopen the rift between the Republic and The Akkadian Empire, diplomacy wins a rare victory. The opening of religious channels between the nations, orchestrated by The Three City's Republic of Ianian, has clearly had a resounding effect, and Oflua vows to open the Holy City to pilgrims of Akkadia, on their religion's most holy day, even providing food and safety to the worshipers. This is unsurprisingly a resoundingly popular proposal, strengthening the bonds between the nations as the unity of humanity shines through the gathering clouds.

8th of October

In what is a shocking turn of events, The Eternal Hadeen of Dashkatar abandons the Siege of Larymnas. Under the cover of night, with the combined army of The Republic of Oflua and The Kingdom of Ilastiri absorbed in the monotony of bombarding the city defences, the entire Dashkatar force sallies out. They easily break through the encircling army, and before General Andrei Obnizov can react, the army is too gone, and they cannot risk pursuing them. Still reeling, the combined army marches into the city, although after so much bloodshed, it is little more than a haunted ruin.

11th of October

Obviously keen to finish the siege before the bitter winter sets in, General Klavdiy Levin, of The Empire of Rubrus, finally acts. Calling on the experience of the soldiers of The Kingdom of Claidor, several of whom have served garrison duty for the city of Batko in the past, the General is able to draw up a plan that allows him to exploit natural weaknesses in the cities defences, many of which The Kingdom of Vendsyssel garrison will not know of. It only takes a matter of days to breach the walls, and once they are breached, the siege quickly draws to a close, the combined army shattering the Vendsyssel defenders.

13th of October

The rebel raids against The Three City's Republic of Ianian continue, the colony of Linia being quickly bloodied by progressively more aggressive and ambitious attacks. These attacks a far cry from the rudimentary raids against the old colonies of The Redcliff Empire. The rebels, many originating from tribes now serving under The Naziim Caliphate, are more experienced, more blood-thirsty and, most worryingly of all, far better armed. The population of the colony are rocked by this, and riots begin to break out, calling out for aid against the rebels.

16th of October

The pleas of it's people do not go unanswered for long, and The Three City's Republic of Ianian sends aid. Three thousand men of the Ianian Foreign Legion march east from the colony of Southpoint, and spread out across Linia, detachments moving to all the major population centers. Their effect is immediate, the rebels far more tentative after they first encounter the soldiers of the Republic, but this change won't last forever. But for now, it is a much needed damming of the flow. Another division of the Foreign Legion is dispatched, but it will be some time before they reach Linia.

19th of October

Apparently not content with the simple construction of it's extensive new road system, The Empire of Rubrus implements a new tollbooth system across all the major roads. Due to the highways offering the only real method of travelling across the vast expanse of the Empire, these tolls are certainly profitable, although they unsurprisingly prove unpopular.

21st of October

Continuing it's attempted reformation, The Kingdom of Aontas continues to pour investment into it's modernization efforts. The loans offered to the nation's gunsmiths are still proving popular, and the first breakthrough is made. To the far north of the nation, an immensely experienced engineer is able to refine the basic musket, or at least produce a prototype for it. New of his work quickly spreads, and in a few months, the factories of Aontas could begin producing this new musket.

25th of October

The Republic of Toubres wastes no time in further strengthening it's growing ties with The Holy Territories of Edoniras and The Redcliff Empire. Despite not sharing the same devoutness of it's two new allies, with the actions of the Continental Alliance, and The Empire of Attolia having sided with The Echyan Empire, a self-declared paragon of an opposing faith, the hand of the Pope is forced. With the support of the Redcliff Empire, following it's naval aid, the Republic is able to make it's case successfully. Under the eyes of the divine god, and no doubt swayed by Toubres' undeniable power, a new alliance is forged. The three nations turn their gaze outwards, and rumors quickly swirl of what their first united move will be.

27th of October

Whether decided by it's own rulers, or by the increasingly powerful Attolian East Asia Trading Company, The Empire of Attolia expands it's colonial holdings to the Far East. What is quickly becoming clear to observers, is that it is the Company that wields the power in the region. Their private navy rivals the Empire's own, and their mercenaries far outnumber any soldiers that Attolia could realistically mobilize in case of conflict. For now, at least, the Company's interests align with those of Attolia herself, but the shareholders will no doubt be carefully watching the Empire's coming actions.

28th of October

The army of The Eternal Hadeen of Dashkatar, bloodied but still formidable, consolidates in the province of Osnic. There, it finds it's supplies replenished, and it's numbers swelled. For a moment at least, it waits, licking it's wounds, as the forces of Europe seem to align against it. But Dashkatar is no longer alone. Although they have not yet reared their head, a formidable ally has sworn a bond of blood with the Eternal Hadeen, and even now prepares to act against Dashkatar's enemies.

30th of October

Still seeking to control the rebels in their colonies, The Three City's Republic of Ianian calls on it's allies aid. The Akkadian Empire readily accepts the call, and the move is certainly a well-thought out one. Soldiers, of the same faith as the rebels, are ferried to Linia, and Hijeen priests are able to reach out to the rebels on a far more personal level than any have managed before. Although the dialects differ to some degree, the base language is the same, and the beliefs are the same. For now, at least, the fire is reduced to a smolder, although it does not extinguish.

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

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William Fraser

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Location: Port Annan
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William watched the two of them as they rose. Rutherford was hardly the most complimentary of the performance, in fact barely mentioning it at all, but at least the invitation was there. Millicent trembling slightly as she took her fiances hand only further strengthened his resolve. He was always a fan of a story, of following the music, so he knew when something was out of tune. His hand around Millicent's waist, Rutherford left the tavern. A glimpse of a thin-lipped smile from Millicent, and William tried to read her eyes, but he was too late, and they were gone.

He went to rise and follow them, but he caught movement out of the corner of his eye, and turned to see that Nigel had moved to the table, collecting the payment that Rutherford had left. William accepted the payment that the barkeep held out to him, nodding his head graciously.

"My pleasure, friend. And thank you for your help."

With that, William turned, his violin case carefully clutched in one hand as he stepped out through the tavern door. It only took him a few moments to gather his things, as he traveled fairly light, and he found the carriage that Egerton had procured easily enough. Sparing a polite smile to the hunched driver, William pulled himself into the carriage.

Pro Patria Mori - A Tale of Sailships and Muskets (Still Recruiting)

"If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs, obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud. Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues, my friend, you would not tell with such high zest to children ardent for some desperate glory, the old Lie; Dulce et Decorum est Pro patria mori." -Wilfred Owen

Autumn of 1800

2nd of September

In the city of Akteme, holy city for The Akkadian Empire but currently controlled by The Republic of Oflua, the referendum to decide the cities future begins. Initial reports suggest that the vote will almost entirely be in favour of the city remaining in Ofluan hands. This comes as little surprise, the city having been held by the Republic for generations, and very few native Akkadians living within the city.

4th of September

Despite the gathered strength under his command, General Klavdiy Levin, at the head of the forces of both The Kingdom of Claidor and The Empire of Rubrus, cannot seem to find a way to end the Second Siege of Batko. With winter quickly approaching, something needs to be done, or the potential victory may quickly turn into a long, cold, battle of attrition.

7th of September

With it's colonial holdings only continuing to grow, an extensive propaganda campaign comes into effect across The Republic of Toubres. The campaign looks to encourage the people of Toubres to travel to the colonies and settle there, giving them the opportunity to carve out a new life for themselves. Several of the Republic's ships are given over to provide safe transport for these new colonists, and thousands leap at the chance. It is the Western Territories and Southern Territories that are the most popular destinations, perhaps unsurprisingly due to the resounding success that the two colony 'nations' are enjoying.

8th of September

The Continental Alliance is forged between The Empire of Attolia and The Empire of Rubrus. The ink has barely dried before The Echyan Empire requests permission to join the alliance. The three nations share only a tenuous link, but apparently it is enough for them to swear to aid each other in times of war.

11th of September

The Kingdom of Ubren continues to pour investment into its Grand Arsenal, and the project is completed. The arsenal is a commanding structure, and while it maintains it's supply lines, Ubren's formidable armies will be well-supplied, and well-equipped. With a victory already established in the north, many are eagerly watching the Kingdom of Ubren, for some clue as to where the nation will turn it's attention next.

14th of September

Elections for the Senate of The Three City's Republic of Ianian are approaching, and it quickly becomes apparent that it will be for a bigger Senate than ever before. Each of the Republic's colonies are granted two Senate seats, one to be held by an elected colonist, and the other by an elected native. This is a huge step, and unsurprisingly causes murmurs from the traditionalists. But for the colonists, and the natives in Ianian held land, this is a clear sign of their importance, and they embrace it.

17th of September

At the city of Larymnas, the siege continues. However, the balance is slowly shifting in favour of the combined army of The Republic of Oflua and The Kingdom of Ilastiri. A small, bedraggled band of The Kingdom of Sescos soldiers have joined the ranks of the avenging army, and are able to highlight the weaknesses of the defences, as well as the best plan of attack once the walls are breached. With this knowledge, and their numerical advantage, the siege should soon come to a close. The greatest danger however, lies to the south, as the second army of The Eternal Hadeen of Dashkatar prepares to march north.

20th of September

The Empire of Attolia takes what many consider an unusual step. A diplomatic party is sent out, their destination the lands of the Naziim Caliphate. Almost right from the off, they run into difficulties. They do succeed in gaining audience with Caliph Aarif al-Naziim, but they quickly find that this is a far cry from European politics. The Caliphate is made up of countless tribes, all with their own distinct culture and dialect, even the language barrier with Aarif proves difficult to navigate, and it quickly becomes apparent that while they swear loyalty to him, the Caliph has next to no control over the individual tribes. He tells the Attolians that many of the tribes, those wronged by Europeans at least, are flocking to the call of The Eternal Hadeen of Dashkatar, planning to make use of the weapons that were provided to them by 'ships from the west'. As for Attolia's other request, to take control of the Suez, Aarif cannot grant it. He thanks them for their visit, sending them homeward with various trinkets and gifts, but they can't help but feel they have really left empty-handed.

21st of September

Capitalizing on their strengthened diplomatic link, The Three City's Republic of Ianian hurries to invited The Republic of Oflua to join the European Trading League. Oflua unsurprisingly accepts, and yet another nation joins the League. Despite the recent actions of The Echyan Empire calling into question their commitment to it, the League, with Ianian at it's head, remains exceedingly powerful.

24th of September

Symbolic of their return to the fold, a grand religious ceremony is held in Edo, the capital of The Holy Territories of Edoniras. King Marino enters the High Cathedral alone, and unarmed. Pope Invictus XI himself leads the congregation, and it is from his hands that King Marino takes the Sword. It is a heavily symbolic procedure, but by it's end, the alliance between The Redcliff Empire and The Holy Territories of Edoniras has been forged in the eyes of god, and Redcliff has retaken it's place as the sword of Vipionism. A surprise guest at the ceremony is a contingent of The Republic of Toubres. It seems that following it's aid to Redcliff, Toubres has also entered the fold, or at least been deemed worthy enough to be granted an audience with the Pope.

25th of September

A heavily protected colonist party embarks from The Echyan Empire colony of New Levoz. Unfortunately the Echyan's attempt to spread their hold over the region falls at the first hurdle. As they march north, they find that the area is already claimed as the burgeoning colony of Casata, under the flag of The Three City's Republic of Ianian. Through a sheer stroke of luck, the group is well-supplied, and are able to quickly divert, marching south instead. There at least, they find unclaimed land, and take it as their own, birthing the colony of New Navasy with no issue.

27th of September

The weakness of their army made glaringly obvious by their recent conflict with The Kingdom of Ubren, The Kingdom of Aontas sets out to attempt to improve the quality of it's armies weapons. The loans quickly prove popular, and several gunsmiths begin working, but it will be some time before any results are evident.

30th of September

The rebels attacks on the colony of Linia continue. With no garrison of The Three City's Republic of Ianian to stand against them, they run rampant. What is far more concerning is the weapons that the rebels evidently somehow possess, high quality muskets, and even cannons, that they use brutally against the colonists of the area. Extremist portions of the colonies natives begin to lean towards the rebels, some even joining them outright.

🦄 Machiavellian Masquerade - Chapter 1

Justice Cobalt

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Location:Shadowell Manor: Music Room
Skills: N/A
Hit Points: 6
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So her name was Chanteuse Amaranthine. It had a certain musical ring to it that Cobalt couldn't help but enjoy as he turned it over in his head. Unfortunately, the character that was quickly becoming his apparent companion for the evening had followed him into the Music Room, and began to speak to the woman that Cobalt had turned his attention to. A sarcastic smirk crossed Cobalt's face for a moment, it would appear that behind the bird-faced mask there was apparently a beating heart, and one that seemed to yearn for this Chanteuse. What fun.

Cobalt opened his mouth to speak, but before he could, another voice joined the small group's conversation. In verse, apparently. And another bird no less, Cobalt was quickly beginning to worry he had inadvertently stumbled into some bizarre aviary. Turning to take a better look at the new entrant, he saw that he could have been closer to the truth than he thought. A raven perched on the mans shoulder, and he did not know if it was the beady eyes of the bird, or the blue-green eyes peering from behind the beaked mask, but something about the other man deeply unsettled Cobalt. Turning back to the more pleasing sight of Amaranthine, he did what he could to push the flock of birds from his thoughts. As luck would have it, she addressed him, even if it was about the good 'doctor'. He smiled as she spoke, holding out his hands as he nodded.

"Of course not, madam. It would be my honour to witness your talent."

Pro Patria Mori - A Tale of Sailships and Muskets (Still Recruiting)

"If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs, obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud. Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues, my friend, you would not tell with such high zest to children ardent for some desperate glory, the old Lie; Dulce et Decorum est Pro patria mori." -Wilfred Owen

Autumn of 1800

1st of August

In the port-city of Mussara, the city that The Republic of Toubres still controls in The Redcliff Empire province of Resdian, preparations are underway. Ships regularly travel between the city and the Republic's mainland, ferry portions of Toubres' army to the Mediterranean port. Few outside of the Republic yet know how this gathering army will be used, or where Toubres' formidable naval strength will next be brought to bear.

4th of August

"The Bastion of the Faithful" army of The Empire of Attolia marches. Having been barred from access by The Redcliff Empire, they look for an alternate route. Moving south, the army crosses the border into the lands of The Holy Territories of Edoniras. Unsurprisingly, this is not an offensive move, and the army makes the short journey to the coastline of the province. There, they are met by a surprising ally. Ships of The Echyan Empire arrive, and the process of ferrying the army back to the Echyan homeland begins. Relief for Sescos is on its way.

6th of August

Continuing to follow it's allies to the south, The Kingdom of Ilastiri also joins in swearing a pact of non-aggression to The Akkadian Empire. Considering their long shared border, and historic rivalry, this goes a long way in ensuring at least the promise of peace in the region. The alliance between Ilastiri and The Republic of Oflua only continues to grow in strength, and it quickly becomes clear that the bond forged in the fires of war is a strong one.

9th of August

The Kingdom of Aontas continues to awake from its apparent slumber. Ships, flying the flag of the new King, lower their cannons for now, and moving to aid in the transport of displaced troops and refugees in the province of Torrik, ensuring that those who wish to remain Aontas citizens are moved to Aontas territory. Considering the resounding strength that Ubren possesses, and has shown in its seizing of the province, a fair number decide to remain.

12th of August

The rebels of northern Africa, still reveling in their victory over The Redcliff Empire, ensure that Europe does not forget them. The Naziim Caliphate controls vast swathes of land, but it is a loose control, and few know for sure if the rebels act under the authority of the Caliphate, or according to their own desires. Regardless of who controls them, what is striking, is who they strike. The colony of Linia, of The Three City's Republic of Ianian, finds itself bloodied by a string of attacks, and the natives of the province may begin to question their own situation.

14th of August

The Kingdom of Ubren begins the long and arduous challenge of raising an entirely new army, the orders demanding at least fifty thousand men. This will likely take years, but is a clear sign of intent. The Ubren army is incredibly powerful, and it is only growing more so with time. In truth, few nations could hope to stand against them alone.

19th of August

Continuing their growing tradition of diplomacy, The Three City's Republic of Ianian sends representatives to The Redcliff Empire. The diplomats carry a message of good will, which King Marino welcomes, and an offer to exempt the Empire from the Strait Tax for a period of five years, which the new King quickly accepts. Again, King Marino shows that he rejects the principles of his predecessor, forgiving Ianian for their actions against Redcliff, and shaking the hand of future friendship.

22nd of August

Due to their growing bond, the courts and nobles of The Kingdom of Claidor and The Empire of Rubrus continue to mingle. Perhaps of particular note is the nobleman Valentin Rykov, a long time close-friend of the Empress, who now makes the journey to the court of Claidor. He is welcomed there, and his natural charm quickly allows him to become a confidante of King Jakub Sadoski.

25th of August

The Second Siege of Batko drags on, both sides refusing to lose an inch. The combined army of The Empire of Rubrus and The Kingdom of Claidor continues to throw its forces against the defences of the city, the cannons roaring a relentless barrage against the walls. But Claidor's cities are as resolute as it's people, and the walls refuse to break.

28th of August

Continuing to build their colonial empire, ships of The Three City's Republic of Ianian sail south from the newly established colony of Venito. They find no real resistance, the natives welcoming of the new colonists, and the colony of Casata is born. Now sharing a border with The Echyan Empire, albeit a colonial one, it will be no doubt interesting to see how the two nation interact further.