New Ausha
19-12-2007, 03:44
The ages were dark, as the winter sky loomed over the frozen tundra’s of New Ausha. The winter thaw, or lack thereof, was overdue for its time of late March. In the bitter cold, the Royal family in the Kingdom of Ausha had ruled for many ages. From family to family, bloodshed, fear, malice, had plagued the land. The people knew revolt was ripe in the sweet pre-spring air. Milltias gathered their muskets. Farmers took up cannons. Horses were fitted for war. For at winters start, 200,000 peasents had been massacred in a region of central New Ausha, known as Lueckering. With a strong voice of the united people, central New Ausha, all its cities, townships, and farms had refused too remain Loyal too the King, Adolf IV. A cruel man by nature, he saw this pitiful display of impudence nothing the royal army couldn’t handle. He was correct, of course, at the cost of many peasent lives. That long winter word had spread. The largest city, Mateel, was truly divided. Some 60% were loyal too Adolf, as many were wealthy and affluent, thus benefiting from the absolute monarchies favorable policies towards the upper classes. The poor class, merchants, and many in the lower ranks of the army remain in disdain. Along with the massacare harsh taxes had been imposed, mostly targeting those slightly above poverty. The Royal tax collection service, (RTCS) was free in its manner of exumption of the governments dues. Citizens were murdered or brutalized regularly.
In addition too all these grievances, the royal family was allowing Aushans too be sold into the international slavery market, abandoning the most sacred of government duties- protection of the populace.
It all began at Jedemsburg, about 65 miles south of Mateel. General Alexander Kleiner commanded a force of some 4,000 ready millitia, and 3,600 regulars. The Royal Aushan Army (RAA) had a garrison in Jedemsburg, of some 4000 men. These men were well trained, well armed, well fed, and paid bountifully- luxuries Kleiners men were in opposition to. Cannon fired blanketed the town, the resistance movement in Jedemsburg being notified in advance, moving citizens away from the army barracks at the west end of town. Some 115 cannon fired steadily for 10 minutes, confusing and slaughtering many of the standing RAA garrison. As they formed into line, the RAA was astounded at the many thousands of men who charged them, fixed bayonets ready, yelling in their native tongue of Dutch. The RAA had no choice but too fire off a quick volley, and meet the charge.
It only took some 20 minutes. The RAA unit under Field Marshall Breton was utterly destroyed. Prisoners were tied too wooden poles and shot to death. And so it began.
The Stutkeil party had been organized, and operated illegally for 25 years now, Their sole platform of existence was too eliminate the king, and all he had established. They had called too arms some 160,000 traitors of the RAA, and 380,000 militiamen. They were ready.
Following the attack on Jedemsburg, an astounding 7 field armies were raised, each tasked with re-taking strategic points in the nation. Mateel was besieged for several days, before the resistance movement in the city overthrew the loyalist mayor, and slit the town gates watch’s throats as night began. The exuberant crowds that met them were in great multitudes. In no time at all, the Stutkeil parties flag flew high over Scofield bay.
4 other cities fell in the following weeks, with 2 stubborn loyalist strong towns holding firm. Finally, as King Adolf took breakfast one morning at his castle, he was astounded as his Imperial guard rushed in, informing him of a gathered rabble in revolt. As he inquired too the strength of the mob, the guards were reluctant too speak. He had only too look out his window and see, 200,000 peasents, RAA tratiors, and Aushan citizens gathered, torches and muskets ready.
He was taken from his castle the following hour, and held over a cliff. Thousands jeered for his head too be cutt off. Others moved aside too take a shot at Adolf. But it was finally decided by Stutkeil party co-founder Klaus Horen, that he was simply to be left too die. A lone cliff sat on the hill. He was tied with a sturdy rope, and left too die.
Adolfs son, Adolf V was captured several days later, and sentenced too exile, along with his mother, and all immediate family. They fled to Gerausche island, south of Kennewick. The family had lived there, generation after generation, under guard for many hundreds of years…
New Ausha was established, and bloomed into a Fascist society, soon to be evolved into an affluent, democratic nation, of many millions. So today, we stand united, as New Aushans.
Gerard Wisser- Herr Frodlich’s 3rd period History
Gerard swelled with pride as he scanned over his essay. He knew this had too save him from the ominous F that had loomed over his conscious for the past week. As a hard ass as Frodlich was, he could never resist a Historic battle, let alone an actual Aushan one. Stapling the papers together nimbly, he brushed pass a girl near the printer, her mascara had for the most part run down her fair face. Gerard paused too ask what was wrong, only too be interrupted by the PA system.
“Alle Schüler gehen Sie bitte in geordneter Weise auf die Fußball-Bereich zu diesem Zeitpunkt.”
Gerard recognized the voice as the district’s superintendent, who only visited the academy on a bi monthly basis. Nonetheless, Gerard figured he could make a quick trip across campus and have his paper on Frodlichs desk within the next 5 minutes. He was concerned at the number of students leaving the campus however, as he dodged, ducked, and spun too avoid the crowd. He was but 5 feet from Frodlichs class, when a tall, dark eyed campus security officer grabbed his arm briskly. “To the field, come on.” He said in a typical monotone security guards voice. Gerard gave an exasperated sigh, waving the paper. “I just need to-” The guards grip grew tighter. “Proceed now.” Gerard could tell by his near gritted teeth, that this man was not to be messed with. He spun about, papers still in hand, moving towards the field.
When he got there, he was amazed at the number of Police cars. Policemen, City, District and State all moved about, pushing the students into organized groups. A harsh voice over the intercom interrupted Gerard confused train of thought.
“Achtung Studenten! Diese Akademie ist nun unter der Gerichtsbarkeit der Royal Behörden des Königreiches von Ausha. Alle Juden auf der linken Seite Zeilen, Rustovians in der Mitte, und die mit genetischen Störungen wenden Sie sich bitte an den weit nach oben. Fahren Sie mit Eile, da die Zeit knapp ist.”
Genetic disorders? Gerard wondered. He was diabetic, which ran in his family, and he was confused. He moved to a policemen, tugging lightly on his sleeve. “What do they mean by those with genetic disorder?” The policeman needed not to speak. His head jerked in the direction of the far end of the field. Gathered there were several students, a few dozen. Gerard had to move closer, as he looked upon them. Some were trembling, others were staring blankly. He looked upon a bright skinned girl, with thick glasses. He assumed she was albinistic, and spoke to her. “Whats going on?” The girl shrugged, looking nervously about.
Shouts and hollers, as the policemen began too form into lines. Gerard was forced into a line, which seemingly healthy students were moving. He could hear a lieutenant speak to the genetically disabled group.
“Genetische misfits! Sie sind hiermit, von der Bestellung von unseren alten und heiligsten Gesetze, die den Tod, als Ihr Wesen ist beschädigt durch die Störung und Krankheit. Sie sind der Verachtung unseres Volkes, und nur mit Ihrer Abreise können wir reinigen unsere Rasse!”
Gerard was horrified, as assualt rifle shots erupted from the scene. Sevral dozen of the students fell, some still moaning in agony , as blood thickened the field. The jewish and Rustovians, were led off in the opposite direction.
And so it had begun, the Kingdom of Ausha was on the return.
OOC: Map coming.
In addition too all these grievances, the royal family was allowing Aushans too be sold into the international slavery market, abandoning the most sacred of government duties- protection of the populace.
It all began at Jedemsburg, about 65 miles south of Mateel. General Alexander Kleiner commanded a force of some 4,000 ready millitia, and 3,600 regulars. The Royal Aushan Army (RAA) had a garrison in Jedemsburg, of some 4000 men. These men were well trained, well armed, well fed, and paid bountifully- luxuries Kleiners men were in opposition to. Cannon fired blanketed the town, the resistance movement in Jedemsburg being notified in advance, moving citizens away from the army barracks at the west end of town. Some 115 cannon fired steadily for 10 minutes, confusing and slaughtering many of the standing RAA garrison. As they formed into line, the RAA was astounded at the many thousands of men who charged them, fixed bayonets ready, yelling in their native tongue of Dutch. The RAA had no choice but too fire off a quick volley, and meet the charge.
It only took some 20 minutes. The RAA unit under Field Marshall Breton was utterly destroyed. Prisoners were tied too wooden poles and shot to death. And so it began.
The Stutkeil party had been organized, and operated illegally for 25 years now, Their sole platform of existence was too eliminate the king, and all he had established. They had called too arms some 160,000 traitors of the RAA, and 380,000 militiamen. They were ready.
Following the attack on Jedemsburg, an astounding 7 field armies were raised, each tasked with re-taking strategic points in the nation. Mateel was besieged for several days, before the resistance movement in the city overthrew the loyalist mayor, and slit the town gates watch’s throats as night began. The exuberant crowds that met them were in great multitudes. In no time at all, the Stutkeil parties flag flew high over Scofield bay.
4 other cities fell in the following weeks, with 2 stubborn loyalist strong towns holding firm. Finally, as King Adolf took breakfast one morning at his castle, he was astounded as his Imperial guard rushed in, informing him of a gathered rabble in revolt. As he inquired too the strength of the mob, the guards were reluctant too speak. He had only too look out his window and see, 200,000 peasents, RAA tratiors, and Aushan citizens gathered, torches and muskets ready.
He was taken from his castle the following hour, and held over a cliff. Thousands jeered for his head too be cutt off. Others moved aside too take a shot at Adolf. But it was finally decided by Stutkeil party co-founder Klaus Horen, that he was simply to be left too die. A lone cliff sat on the hill. He was tied with a sturdy rope, and left too die.
Adolfs son, Adolf V was captured several days later, and sentenced too exile, along with his mother, and all immediate family. They fled to Gerausche island, south of Kennewick. The family had lived there, generation after generation, under guard for many hundreds of years…
New Ausha was established, and bloomed into a Fascist society, soon to be evolved into an affluent, democratic nation, of many millions. So today, we stand united, as New Aushans.
Gerard Wisser- Herr Frodlich’s 3rd period History
Gerard swelled with pride as he scanned over his essay. He knew this had too save him from the ominous F that had loomed over his conscious for the past week. As a hard ass as Frodlich was, he could never resist a Historic battle, let alone an actual Aushan one. Stapling the papers together nimbly, he brushed pass a girl near the printer, her mascara had for the most part run down her fair face. Gerard paused too ask what was wrong, only too be interrupted by the PA system.
“Alle Schüler gehen Sie bitte in geordneter Weise auf die Fußball-Bereich zu diesem Zeitpunkt.”
Gerard recognized the voice as the district’s superintendent, who only visited the academy on a bi monthly basis. Nonetheless, Gerard figured he could make a quick trip across campus and have his paper on Frodlichs desk within the next 5 minutes. He was concerned at the number of students leaving the campus however, as he dodged, ducked, and spun too avoid the crowd. He was but 5 feet from Frodlichs class, when a tall, dark eyed campus security officer grabbed his arm briskly. “To the field, come on.” He said in a typical monotone security guards voice. Gerard gave an exasperated sigh, waving the paper. “I just need to-” The guards grip grew tighter. “Proceed now.” Gerard could tell by his near gritted teeth, that this man was not to be messed with. He spun about, papers still in hand, moving towards the field.
When he got there, he was amazed at the number of Police cars. Policemen, City, District and State all moved about, pushing the students into organized groups. A harsh voice over the intercom interrupted Gerard confused train of thought.
“Achtung Studenten! Diese Akademie ist nun unter der Gerichtsbarkeit der Royal Behörden des Königreiches von Ausha. Alle Juden auf der linken Seite Zeilen, Rustovians in der Mitte, und die mit genetischen Störungen wenden Sie sich bitte an den weit nach oben. Fahren Sie mit Eile, da die Zeit knapp ist.”
Genetic disorders? Gerard wondered. He was diabetic, which ran in his family, and he was confused. He moved to a policemen, tugging lightly on his sleeve. “What do they mean by those with genetic disorder?” The policeman needed not to speak. His head jerked in the direction of the far end of the field. Gathered there were several students, a few dozen. Gerard had to move closer, as he looked upon them. Some were trembling, others were staring blankly. He looked upon a bright skinned girl, with thick glasses. He assumed she was albinistic, and spoke to her. “Whats going on?” The girl shrugged, looking nervously about.
Shouts and hollers, as the policemen began too form into lines. Gerard was forced into a line, which seemingly healthy students were moving. He could hear a lieutenant speak to the genetically disabled group.
“Genetische misfits! Sie sind hiermit, von der Bestellung von unseren alten und heiligsten Gesetze, die den Tod, als Ihr Wesen ist beschädigt durch die Störung und Krankheit. Sie sind der Verachtung unseres Volkes, und nur mit Ihrer Abreise können wir reinigen unsere Rasse!”
Gerard was horrified, as assualt rifle shots erupted from the scene. Sevral dozen of the students fell, some still moaning in agony , as blood thickened the field. The jewish and Rustovians, were led off in the opposite direction.
And so it had begun, the Kingdom of Ausha was on the return.
OOC: Map coming.