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Bajria had been torn apart by a bloody war for over two decades; blood had spilled in every part of the war-torn country. No one had been spared from the grief and pain of loosing a loved one, it was truly a massacre.

It had all started when a rouge group of democratic extremists had assassinated the current king starting a bloody war that continued today. Within this created over a dozen factions, and within this created the Great Strife. However it would soon end with Adrian, a general of the P.A. (Pacifying Army) leading the final and most bloody battle of the war, Battle of Bastion.

Outside Bastion City, What can be considered the Capital of Bajria

The rain stormed, and the thunder roared, as the city exploded into a wild fire. The siege of Bastion had proved to be the most bloodiest and longest single battle of the Great Strife, lasting over four years with no end in sight. Over 450,000 had died as various factions had tried to storm the city controlled by the stubborn Royalists. As time passed, another faction would come and try to storm, only to fail miserably.

Now though the leading faction for peace through force, the Pacifying Army had taken control of the siege and had lifted it to assault the city. Fighters and bombers zoomed over the city in the stormy sky, as a lone figure, in ceremonial black armor, one who had become feared for his stunning tactics, and drive to win stood on a black horse. He turned his horse to men,

"This war ends today! No longer shall we be divided, I promise you a new Unified Bajria! Today a new sun rises over the horizon, today is the begining of our golden age, let's us fight for not ourselves, our families but our country!"

As he finished, he drew a ceremonial saber, turned his horse and made the signal for charge and the thousands of troops surged forward to finally end the massive conflict.

To be continued...

Thousands of troops poured into the city, to meet the troops of the Royalists. They clashed in a brutal urban-warfare, so brutal that the people involved would most certainly go to some type of a hell. Adrian, general and commander of the Pacifying Army led the charged and managed to take three men out with his assault rifle, one man go to close and he slashed his head with a lightsaber, blood staining his polished armor.

”For Bajria!”

He cried, and the chorus of troops answered, ”For Bajria”!. The skies roared, as fighters engaged other fighters and the thunder and lightning roared and struck the ground. Soon the P.A. began to make way, penetrating deeper and deeper into the city. More and more royalist troops fell, as the brutal warriors of the P.A. stormed the city.

Adrian continued to fight on, inspiring his troops. His cries only increased the ferocity of the Bajrian troops. Snipers preyed the infantry, as the infantry preyed on the support, as the support tried to lend aid to all. Street by street, the city became under control of the Pacifying Army. It was getting to the point that some of the troops had shot themselves, to be spared the horror of the battle.

Adrian shot, slashed, and charged on foot, his horse long dead. They finally reached the city center, and within it lay the Imperial Palace, “Take no prisoners!” He cried, and hundreds surged forward to be the first into the Palace.

Several Hours Later
The last of the royalists, were brought before a merciless Adrian. He individually executed each one, taking their heads with his infamous saber. As the last one’s head rolled onto the floor Adrian turned to the crowd of troops, and surviving civilians and raised his saber high in the air, the crowd went into celebration. True, the war was far from over, but now a light could be seen at the end of long and dark tunnel. As if God himself celebrated the beginning of the end of the war, the sun penetrated the dark and gloomy clouds of the storm and smiled upon Adrian himself.

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The flames have long been extinguished in Bastion City, and many of the factions had realized that the war was basically over, and the rest of it would be a simple mop-up operation. Adrian had called all those that had recognized him as the current leader of Barjia were invited to Bastion City.

However many still opposed the end of the war, and vowed that Adrian would not simply rule without defiance. Among these factions were the D.R.F.(Democratic Restoration Front), who also called a conference off all nations opposing Adrian.

The D.R.F. controlled the port city of Admodola, which was fortified heavily even more so now and with the Neo-Republic controlled the western side. While the growing Imperial Legion, as it had been named occupied the Eastern Side.

Both sides vowed they would not tolerate the existence off the other, but if one it would finally bring peace to a tortured land, while the other will only bring more discord and chaos.

Many saw Adrian as their last hope for peace in a era of discord. While others as a great obstacle in their race for ruler of Bajria. Both sides sent out a message for help, both sides prayed for an answer.

To The Various Nations of the World
I General Adrian, of the newly formed Imperial Legion hereby pension for help, in a time of great need. Our country has been plagued by constant warfare, never has there been such a brutal war in our history. We ask that you send any form of assistance to help end the war, and bring peace.
Signed,
General Adrian

Letter to the International
I am President Dan Triviad, of the Neo-Republic. We are fighting to help bring an end to a constant struggle, and bring justice and order through democracy to our plagued homeland. We pray that you send any form of assistance great or small to help our plight.
Signed,
President Triviad

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ooc: I have developed a map of Bajria
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v159/Kacin_Carter/b3889db3.jpg

There is an obvious side to them, the west being the Neo-Republic, while the Imperial Legion is in the east.

IC:
Battle of Siphisant
The Imperial Legion Territories
The troops mobilized in strict military formation. Dozens of squares, made up of different troops, tanks, and everything else populated the Fortress plain, in between Bastion and Neo-Sparta. They were under the watchful eye of every commander in the Imperial Legion, most importantly General Adrian.

Everyone knew that sooner or later he would rule Bajria, it was only a matter of time before the Neo-Republic fell due to internal squabbling. Now however they would begin Operation Resurrection. It would target the various cities of the Neo-Republic, and lay siege until they fell or were weak enough to be stormed. They could only pray the outcome would not turn into another Siege of Bastion

Adrian stepped forward, on the make shift viewing stage from which he could observe the mobilization. There was a podium where he could make on of his famed and inspiring speeches; he would add another to his already impressive list. His speeches alone had inspired the men to fight to the death and the last one.

"My friends, today is the beginning of the end of this rebellious movement to further the discord and chaos of the Great Strife. We will not end it in one year; we will end it here and now!" His voice booming.

The crowd went into tremendous celebration, the battle would soon begin.

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IC:Battle Of Siphisant
Neo-Republic Territory

The Imperial Legion's mobilization had not go unnoticed. The Neo-Republic's army had detected the movement and had prepared for an assault on Admodola, they were wrong and it would cost them quite the battle. Thousands had been sent to Admodola, and now they would regret every one.

Siphisant City
The city was silent; it was well past midnight, when the first of the explosions occurred. It ripped through the silence, as the city's government sector was ripped apart by explosion after explosion. Bombers had flown in under the cover of night, and now they were letting hell let loose, meanwhile a few miles out the ground rumbled as over 30,000 troops and various other weapons of war thundered across the flat terrain of Bajria.

People screamed in their sleep, as they were awoke to the sudden barrage of fire. Within another hour the battle had begun. Instead of a siege, which was the original plan they had gone right in, since no more then a thousand N.R. troops were in the city. Most had been sent off to Admodola, and now the regret would begin.

Street by street, block by block, the city exploded into gunfire. The city's garrison was soon overwhelmed by the Imperial Legion's force. Within an hour the city fell, this one had been easy only because of a blunder; the next would not be so.

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Seeing as no one wants to join, I'll finish this up now

IC: The Neo-Republic's senate was in chaos, how could such a blunder be made? It was truly terrifying how quickly Siphisant had fallen. Many realized Adrian's power and separated from the Senate, and swore allegiance to Adrian's Imperial Legion. The few remaining loyal to the Neo-Republic fought each other for position as head off the crumbling movement.

Within a few weeks the entire government had collapsed, and Adrian stepped in to finally end the war that had plagued them for so long. He soon declared that what happened before shall never happen again, and announced that Bajria shall be known from now on as The Infamous Imperial Empire and he declared himself Emperor of this new Imperial Empire

People cheered in the broken streets as women wept, and children danced as the great strife had finally ended. Twenty long years of constant fear had ended, and now a new dawn would begin, the Rise of Adrian and the Rise of Bajria