Graeco-Bactria
07-04-2005, 19:12
A new nation forged from the ashes of war, hatred, and suffering. This new nation born of the seed of a once-great empire, unto the womb of a powerful alliance. Such a nation is Graeco-Bactria. Built on a system of hardy Greek ideals and law, joined with northern aggression and skill in warfare.....
On a large hill over-looking a nearly thirty-mile long valley in New-Peloponisia.
-A low-ranking officer is seen running towards the crest of the hill. His uniform is one of dark gray, and is stained in places with days-old blood. His weapon is slung onto his back, for he has no worries of needing to use it. Reeching his destination, he stops in front of a well seasoned, decorated general who looks out over the valley. "Sir, reports are coming in from all over the countryside, victory at Allaghae, we have won!.", the young officer breathes hardily as he has run many lengths to deliver the message. "Indeed Lieutenant...we have won. May our new nation flourish as the bloodshed has ended. The general looks out over the valley to lay sight upon thousands of his war-hardened soldiers. Tanks, APCs, jeeps, helicopters and many battalions of infantry now lay dormant in the valley. The general raises his right hand over the valley. With practiced bravado each and every Graeco-Bactrian soldier in the valley does the same and lets out a thundering roar. Hail Graeco Bactria! -
On a large hill over-looking a nearly thirty-mile long valley in New-Peloponisia.
-A low-ranking officer is seen running towards the crest of the hill. His uniform is one of dark gray, and is stained in places with days-old blood. His weapon is slung onto his back, for he has no worries of needing to use it. Reeching his destination, he stops in front of a well seasoned, decorated general who looks out over the valley. "Sir, reports are coming in from all over the countryside, victory at Allaghae, we have won!.", the young officer breathes hardily as he has run many lengths to deliver the message. "Indeed Lieutenant...we have won. May our new nation flourish as the bloodshed has ended. The general looks out over the valley to lay sight upon thousands of his war-hardened soldiers. Tanks, APCs, jeeps, helicopters and many battalions of infantry now lay dormant in the valley. The general raises his right hand over the valley. With practiced bravado each and every Graeco-Bactrian soldier in the valley does the same and lets out a thundering roar. Hail Graeco Bactria! -