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1 Mile off the coast of Pemberly

The Corinthian destroyer Steadfast came to a rolling halt. She had been put to sea just one short week ago, and now the shore or Pemberly was in sight for the first time. Captain Aurelius viewed the shores lined with palm trees through a pair of binoculars. "What a beauty. Prepare the hoplites for landing."

After a few moments the first landing craft hit the shore. Corinthian marines and hoplites quickly secured a beachhead and signaled "all clear" back to the Steadfast.

"Good." Captain Aurelius noted. "Send in the army engineers. Let's see if we can't have a temporary village built by sundown. Henceforth this land will be known as Corinthia Tropicana."

Meanwhile, a hoplite on the shore planted a Corinthian flag in the sand...

The truck was uncomfortable. The leather seats were worn with use, the shocks hardly qualified as such, and the leg room... well, left much to be desired. A far cry from her home at the Pleasure Palace, to be sure. Even so, Queen Belladonna was smiling. She was finally upon the first territory; the beginnings of an empire.

"Mother, what are you thinking?" Princess Coldheart sat next to her mother, cradling her arm in hers, and watching in awe at her mother's serene expression.

"This is it. It's finally coming together. We will be a power in due time." Her mother's words were carefully chosen, which could only mean that she was in deep thought.

Suddenly, the queen snapped out of her reverie. "Damien, I trust you will turn this into the power it was meant to be?"

She glared at the Mediterranean man beside her. Damien Rice stood a towering 6'5", but beside the queen, he seemed humbled by her petite frame. She represented power that he had only dreamed of. By comparison, being put in charge of Ugolahn City was merely wetting his lips. "Your Majesty, I will serve you well. Ugolahn City shall thrive under my rule."

Satisfied, the queen turned her gaze forward to continue staring ahead at the landscape; untouched even by the most ambitious of rulers. A new dawn was on the horizon.

Merovig

Greal Black Panther helicopters landed on the plains of Merovig. Greal troops dropped off and secure the border, while other Greal transport helicopters landed to drop off supplies. Hundreds of new colonists were to live there in the first 24 hours.

A small Greal naval task force was escorting transports to the new colony of Greal. They were also escorting a carrier that was carrying lots of helicopters. Greal marines placed the Greal flag into the sand to show who they were.

Greal cars and trucks had to use the old roads in Merovig before they could be rebuilt. There were occasional acidents alogn the road, but the convoy managed tor each the center of the colony and the capital was named Ramlin.

The Citizens From Razorl Had already built their Homes and Buildings and The Coals Mines that had Already been Built were being worked to the fullest. "Man So Much Coal To Package up ey?" Spoke a Miner to His Friend. "Yeah, But It's An Honest Days work. Ey?" Spoke The Other Miner. They went back to their work.

Parapote

"Lets Finish The Foundations For The Diamond Mine!" Spoke The Boss Of The Workers! Production Of The Diamond Mine and Settlement would soon be over.

Settlement of New Ostia, Corinthia Tropicana

The waves came rolling lazily into the pristine tropical shores of Corinthia Tropicana. No industrialized nation had touched these lands, as evident by the dense vegetation covering the massive territory. The Corinthians had discovered a perfect natural harbor to use as the base for the construction of New Ostia.

As the army engineers toiled, the sun rained down intense rays. The Corinthians were strong Mediterranean men capable of handling a little sun, but even the most relentless workers were forced to seek the shade of a palm tree from time to time. The hoplites, elite soldiers of West Corinthia, rotated between several roles including guard duty, fetching water, and doing manual construction.

Before the heavy construction equipment could be offloaded from the ships waiting in the harbor, the engineers needed to construct a temporary dock. While the dock was being built, other engineers and soldiers worked to clear trees and construct simple wooden huts.

Then the unexpected happened. A crude spear flew out from the woods and struck an engineer in the thigh. The engineer fell to the ground, holding him leg in pain as the spear jutted out from either side of his leg.

Almost immediately a group of two dozen primitive-looking men dressed as warriors ran out of the rainforest wielding wooden clubs studded with sharpened rocks. The Corinthian hoplites immediately opened fire on the group. Half of the primitives dropped in the first volley of shots, and the other half were so frightened by the gunfire that they turned to flee. Several more were shot down as they attempted to flee, but it was clear that one of the primitives had escaped to tell the story to whatever tribe he had come from.

"This is a problem." Commanding officer Vasili Horatius said to a group of officers, as he wiped the sweat from his worried brow. "There weren't supposed to be any natives here."

"They are clearly hostile. We must either force them to submit or eradicate them." another officer suggested sternly.

"Agreed. I'll send a message back to the Imperial Palace and request reinforcements. Just in case. Maybe even an aircraft carrier so we can hit them with napalm if we need to."

"It is agreed then. Operation Overlord has begun."