The Battlehawks
19-08-2007, 21:42
It is just another quiet, sleepy day in the village of Irik, it's few hundred residents keen, as always, on their biggest social division being whether or not Nara the mayor's boy did in fact sleep with the carpenters wife, but things all over Kirikaya are changing, the changes felt even here, as the Mayor is witnessed putting up political posters, posters a dark red, dark as their message, urging the locals to support their government and report strange activity.
These same posters are being nailed to tavern noticeboards and stark, white stone walls all across the island state, as their neighbours, the Arrakan, had recently assumed control of their government. The Arrakan leader, President Korro, urged the towns and cityfolk to support his leadership, support his right through marriage to lead this place.
While most of the straw-hatted citizens were content to let life go on as it had always, had for centuries, the Arrakan system of government, 'socialist revolutionary peace', they called it, clashed with quite the number of the more wealthy city folk, who didn't wish to see their positions of privelage revoked in such a manner.
And yet, all the civil unrest one sees is mere grumbling at the high prices of wheat, and of fish, till an Arrakan offical appointed to oversee the city of Nirin is accused of driving a local dock worker out of business.
Understandably, this strikes a chord with the somewhat insular people of Kirikaya, and President Korro suddenly finds himself with an increasing number of farmers, local police and community workers refusing to work or simply walking out in an act of pure spite.
For a leader whose image depends on that of having a legal right to assume official rulership, this is quite the problem, and so, on the dusty and well worn dirt airfield that serves as the international airport for all of Kirikaya, our heroes, the Battlehawks, are approached by a business suited party official, offering work-merely serve as the public face of Korro's benevolent justice, and in turn, be rewarded with free access to Kirikaya's airfields.
Now while our heroes would like to think they are sustained on merely the thanks of a nations citizenry, Rorke, and especially Trevor know that if they are to leave this place to continue on another, possibly grand adventure, they need the well wishes of a nations government, too.
This leaves Trevor with a most uncomfortable decision-accept the offer, and risk betraying the ideals this group fights and sacrifices so much for, or decline, and risk the significant trouble of being stranded in a place that has barely enough fuel for it's gaggle of the citizens private jets, let alone in sufficient quantities for a group of military aircraft known to consume more resources than an average eastern european republic...
These same posters are being nailed to tavern noticeboards and stark, white stone walls all across the island state, as their neighbours, the Arrakan, had recently assumed control of their government. The Arrakan leader, President Korro, urged the towns and cityfolk to support his leadership, support his right through marriage to lead this place.
While most of the straw-hatted citizens were content to let life go on as it had always, had for centuries, the Arrakan system of government, 'socialist revolutionary peace', they called it, clashed with quite the number of the more wealthy city folk, who didn't wish to see their positions of privelage revoked in such a manner.
And yet, all the civil unrest one sees is mere grumbling at the high prices of wheat, and of fish, till an Arrakan offical appointed to oversee the city of Nirin is accused of driving a local dock worker out of business.
Understandably, this strikes a chord with the somewhat insular people of Kirikaya, and President Korro suddenly finds himself with an increasing number of farmers, local police and community workers refusing to work or simply walking out in an act of pure spite.
For a leader whose image depends on that of having a legal right to assume official rulership, this is quite the problem, and so, on the dusty and well worn dirt airfield that serves as the international airport for all of Kirikaya, our heroes, the Battlehawks, are approached by a business suited party official, offering work-merely serve as the public face of Korro's benevolent justice, and in turn, be rewarded with free access to Kirikaya's airfields.
Now while our heroes would like to think they are sustained on merely the thanks of a nations citizenry, Rorke, and especially Trevor know that if they are to leave this place to continue on another, possibly grand adventure, they need the well wishes of a nations government, too.
This leaves Trevor with a most uncomfortable decision-accept the offer, and risk betraying the ideals this group fights and sacrifices so much for, or decline, and risk the significant trouble of being stranded in a place that has barely enough fuel for it's gaggle of the citizens private jets, let alone in sufficient quantities for a group of military aircraft known to consume more resources than an average eastern european republic...