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Nations:


The Kingdom of Chernoblyark
Location: The Rimmed Mountains
Population: 40,000,000
Average Treasury Income per Month: 5,000 UC(Translates into 20,000 Local Currency)

The Empire of Nerka
Location: 3/4 The Nerkan Forests, 1/4 The Golden Flats
Population: 25,000,000
Average Treasury Income per Month: 6,500 UC(Translates into 35,000 Local Currency)

The Dread Kingdom of Mortongoth
Location: The Lush Plains
Population: 30,000,000
Average Treasury Income per Month: 6,000 UC(Translates into 25,000 Local Currency)

The Speik Republic
Location: The Hill Country
Population: 35,000,000
Average Treasury Income per Month: 5,500 UC(Translates into 25,000 Local Currency)

The Serene Republic of Heirosoloa
Location: The Predominal Tundra
Population: 35,000,000
Average Treasury Income per Month: 3,500 UC(Translates into 15,000 Local Currency)

The Republic of Rechburg
Location: The Predominal Tundra
Population: 35,000,000
Average Treasury Income per Month: 3,500 UC(Translates into 15,000 Local Currency)

The Realm of Celtica
Location: The Nerkan Forests:
Population: 10,000,000
Average Treasury Income per Month: 4,500 UC(Translates into 25,000 Local Currency)


Other details in OOC Thread.

Consular Legate Augustus Scipio had been appointed by his Duke to open diplomatic negotiations with The Serene Republic of Heirosoloa. He had taken a ship to Heirosoloa and then coach to where he would hopefully met the Heirosoloa representatives.

There were many similarities between the nations in Government style and economics yet as the similarites were great, so were the differences, the differences were in the style of the military. Heirosloa had specialised in creating a Navy, while Rechburg had built a strong but professional army backed by the Legionaires. So much promise he pondered, but of course there was always the fate of the gates that directed the minds of men, truly only the gods know where the minds of the leaders of the republic of Heirosoloa go.

The journey was quite brief and eventually the Heirosola outriders that had escorted him since the border informed him they were within sight of their destination.

Emperor Deoraz II had sent his best diplomat, Keiv, to form an alliance with the nearby nation. The Rimmed Mountains came down into The Nerkan Forests, which was so dominated by Nerka, it was named after it. Kiev was on his way, and only the ticking sands of time could determine the end.


OOC: Revise your post a bit, Heirosoloa is no where near you, so you cannot logistically get there with troops unless you have a diplomatic tie, which you are establishing. Heirosoloa can't come down into your territory, though. (Read the striking distances at the first post of the OOC thread)

OOC:Is that diplomat coming to me?

Ok sorry- that was what i was afraid of without the map, will change it.

Have changed.

OOC:Is that diplomat coming to me?

Yep.

The Rnagers were hidden among the trees and brush, watching the forest path. a Nerkan ambassador rode up the path. "HALT! State your buisness sir!" The Rangers appeared from the brush, arrows at the ready.

"I am here on a diplomatic mission to your leader." he said. No one seemed to noticed he was riding alone.

"Very well. We will take you to our capital." The rangers whistled and several paint horses rode down the path. They hopped on and led the man to Sekhovsii, the capital. They rode to the steps of the great palace. Two rangers escorted him into the throne room and then bowed at the kings feet. The king stood. "Welcome."

The diplomat bowed his head, as is custom in Nerka. "Thank you for allowing me in," he said thankfully. "I come here to discuss an alliance between our two great nations."

"Ah, yes Nerka. We would be honored to form an alliance. Any help is needed in these troubled times."

"We agree. A combined army of flat soldiers and mountain soldiers could raze any city, no matter how strong." he said, once again in a thankful tone.

"Certainly." the king laughed.

"Shall we also begin a trade route, to allow our nations to connect and grow?" he said.

"Definetly."

"Lord Mortongoth!"
"Yes Baron Serdia?"
"We have reports that say a Chernoblyark diplomat is meeting with the king of Nerka."
"Ahh a chance to kill two birds with one arrow. Do you know what I mean Baron?"
"Yes sire, a Wraith will be dispatched immediantly."

The Wraith Union was contacted and sent their best man to infiltrate the castle and kill the Nerkan king. The Wraith moved through the kingdom unnoticed and arrived at the castle. Where he silently moved to where the king and the diplomat were meeting.
(ooc: this takes place over the course of a week.)

OCC
What percentage of our population are you setting the military at?

The Watchguard Tower
Osman Pasha stared out the window of his great fortification, concerned as he looked over the golden fields of his homeland. His small country was beset on all sides from possible enemies. Now the only thing to do was either fight or die-but on whose side? Osman sighed as he went down the list. Heirosoloa and Rechburg were sensible choices; both nations had valuable natural resources, most importantly stone, and were in strong defensive positions. The small warrior-tribe of Celtia would certainly be considered as well; the fighters of the forest were renowned for their battle prowess.

Osman was less sure of the Dread Kingdom. Mortongoth was larger, richer, and most importantly made use of assassins almost as effectively as the Ravean Authority killer rings. The Authority spies had extensive knowledge of Mortongoth's movements, and everything pointed to an impending invasion, but nothing could be certain. As for Chernoblyark, Nerka, and Speik, all be valuable allies, but he doubted he could sway them without either a load of cash or a clever killing.

Yawning, he began composing a trio of letters; one was send with a rider to the forests that housed the Realm of Celtica, the other two to the frozen tundra home to Rechburg and Heirosoloa.

Illistious Lords,
This is a tumultuous time in our world; great nations are set against each other, ready to blow like leaves in a hurricane. In this sort of oncoming war, powers must unite to stay strong. Those who lay idle and alone will be destroyed, annihilated past the point of recognition. This threat is what must drive us to array under a single banner, not as allies, but as brothers. Ravea is willing to offer arms, men, gold, and trade if yours will offer the same.

When the wind comes, a tree must have stong roots to survive the storm. If you accept, please send a hasty reply. I fear we have not the time to tarry.

~Osman Pasha

The rider pulled up his exhausted horse, the sweat and heavy breathing of rider and horse all too evident of the hard riding.
As he dismounted he showed his Ducal pass to the Guards and demanded that he had urgent despatches for their ruler.
One of the Guards disappeared into the fortress, only to return almost immediately
"Follow me please"

The disshevelled rider flung his dusty red robe over his shoulder, under the cloak was the uniform of a Ducal Tribune, a personal representative of the Duke of Rechburg.
He was admitted into the rooms where Osman Pasha stood, the Tribune gave a salute, a clenched fist over his heart.

"Sire I have urgent despatches from my Duke"
He stepped forward to hand the diplomatic message.

"My dear Osman Pasha.
I have read your wise words of wisdom in regard to the dangerous world we live in. In this matter I am of a like mind to yourself, we must unite against the common foes and the enemies of peace and stability.
I have instructed Consul Ney to lead an army to assist you in the defence of your realm, the four Legions will have left bt the time my Tribune arrives. I have sent these troops, fully in the knowledge that we do not have as of yet an alliance agreement; however I have assumed a demonstration of our commitment to a common bond between our nations will not go unoticed by your enemies.
The details of an alliance can be negotiated with my Tribune, who is fully aware of my wishes and desires. Once Consul Ney arrives he will remain as the commander of my forces and as my ambassador to you."

OOC: Charzak, I'm meeting in Chernoblyark, not vice versa.

OOC: Really whatever you choose for the military percent, just make it fair and no higher then 30% at the start of the game, it is peacetime after all.

ooc: ok. my military percent is 20%

IC: The Wraith peered approached the king in his sleep. He had snuck into the castle through a small hole in the wall that was a drainage system that led him to the lavatories. He snuck through the hallways killing any guards he found. He planted evidence of the diplomat committing the murders. After killing the guards outside the kings room he approached the king's bedside and watched the man sleep. The Wraith unsheathed his dagger and plunged it into the king's chest. After planting evidence the diplomat had commited the murder he slipped away into the night.

OOC: A, godmodding, B, which king?, C, how did you get past the palace guards?

ooc: the Chernoblyark king and he snuck in through the tunnel he dug.

OOC:STILL GODMODDING
IC: In and around the realm of celtica Rangers were scouring the forest. A squad of ten Steel Bows (elite rangers) headed to Nerka to establish diplomatic protocols.

OCC

He dug a tunnel under a great palace and no one saw, and only one man and all those guards and people about. hmm:confused:

The Men-At-Arms were assembled to take a training exercise. They marched up the hill and down into the forest and continued until they reached the training spot. They then practiced forest encounters, and what to do when in one. The 1st Melee was on guard when the saw the Woadian troops, almost half a mile down.

The Woadian Steel Bows were moving straight through the forest Longbows slung over their shoulders and two long fighting knives strapped onto their waists, a steel longsword with a black pommel and cross hilt as well as grip slung in scabbards across their other shoulder. They were dressed in brown and dark green clothing with black helmets and when they saw the Men-At-Arms they continued marching straight forward towards the 1st Melee.

The 1st Melee was dressed in chain mail, steel helmet, and a trusty broadsword by the side. One of the soldiers moved forward. "State your presence" he said.

"we are envoys from the realm of Celtica." Said Ranger Lewis " We have come here to establish diplomatic relations."

"Celtica, yes, I believe I have heard of that," he spoke softly. "Well, out with it, what kind of diplomatic relations?"

"the kind that require me to speak to someone a little higher than a militia captain." Around him rangers, two of them female, had gone from very casual to hands on their fighting knives and two had somehow managed to get their bows in their hands and an arrow on them.

"Oh, you have me mistaken for a militia captain?" he asked. "I'm the general of the 1st Melee, we were a little short in enlistments, so we were stationed here on guard," he continued. "I am the third in command and have power to accept any diplomatic relations other then an Offense Pact."

"Fair enough sir," Replied Lewis. "My name is General Lewis, "I am in charge of the Steel bows. We are the elite of the ranger corps in Celtica. These are my officers. More importantly I'm here to try to set up a pact of friendship with your people. Seeing as how we both occupy this forest we felt it would be better to do so as allies."

"That seems wise." he said, taking his helmet off and holding it under his arm.

[OOC; Sorry for being inactive, I'll jump right in. Rechburg, I'll let it slide that you controlled Heirosoloans to escort yourself. Are you currently at my castle seeking an alliance? I can't tell.]

Lord Tumble Sohkai slowly crossed the great walls of the capital city of Snowport. Unlike Tideport, the other large naval city in Heirosoloa, Snowport was built to withstand a siege, with large walls and a citadel for centuries of rulers to hide behind. As of right now, Sohkai paced across a small section of the wall, a rolled up map clenched in his left hand. He knew that Heirosoloa had to expand it's control or eventually be made irrelevant. But the true question was whether to do so by military force, trade, or by political power.
The soft snow eventually got to Tumble and forced him to abandon the wall for his warmer quarters. He crossed the courtyard quickly and entered the quiet citadel as silently as possible. Attempting to not draw attention to himself he slipped up the stairs and into his lavish room, sighing with relief for not being attacked by the anxious nobles.

"That seems wise." he said, taking his helmet off and holding it under his arm.

lewis took off the black helmet as well. "Sorry bout that. I kinda assumed that the guards would be militia. My bad. Now would you care to come back to our city to discuss terms or would you prefer to set up camp here?"

"I can't leave my post, so here would be good." he said finally.

"Lord Motonogoth alliances are being made between our enemies"
"Patience Baron. My plan for this world will not fail because our enemies are uniting so to speak. Has are Wraith come back yet?"
"Yes sir he has. He was succesful."
"Good good. Mass our armies and prepare to attack..... The Speik Republic"
"Yes sir!"

The Dreaded Army moved toward the border of the country. The 300,000 cavalry, 100,000 Dread Knights, 200,000 archers moved toward the country and set up camp just outside the border with constatnt patrols all around them.

.....Okay.... Charzak...... Please learn to RP correctly. You're doing to steps in one. How do you not know that Speik doesn't have border patrols?

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OOC: Thank you, just as a quick lesson, you're a good former, however remember that actions are done in two steps, starting and finishing.


IC: (Speik is an NPC) The Border Patrols saw them coming and called for the marksmen to top the buildings. A wave of arrows set loose at the approaching army..

The Dread Army commander a Wraith (Wraith Union members have no names) heard the incoming arrows and yelled for the troops to cover themselves. However the arrows killed at least 4 troops (since its a border patrol I'm gonna asome it is small). The archers grabed their bows and fired back providing cover for the Wraith as he climbed the building and appraoched the marksmen from behind.

Consular Legate Augustus Scipio saw Snowport for the first time, it was like the weather, a cold foreboding fortress, just the mere sight of it made him shiver.
They they shared a common climate however for some reason Heirosoloa seemed much colder than his own Duchy.
Eventually he arrived at the tall strong looking gates, a guard approached and Legate Scipio handed the guard a diplomatic scroll.

"I have come to talk with your Lord, regarding trade and alliance issues".

"Aqryn!" The sudden order was given and one hundred troops turned, their heavy plate armour shining in the sun, their shields held up. Behind them were archers, ready to fire and as Lord Markyren looked over his troops he felt nothing but pride.

Since the ascension of Ilfir Erenthi to the throne, he had felt nothing but pride, for his High Lord, for his nation, for his army, for his people... "Qyner!" The troops began marching out of the gate, and eventually the small heavy cavalry detachment followed suite, cheered on by the fortress-town militia, and Markyren quickly ran downstairs to his horse, ready to follow his army to their further exploration of the former Ragnosian lands.

The Speik Troops were getting ready at neighboring cities. The arrows had wiped out a third of the border patrol, but the marksmen took another shot. The 2nd Calvalry decided to launch out now, hoping to storm in and draw lines through their formation.

The Wraith pulled out his sword decimating the marksman. His trained senses picked up the sound of hoofbeats that didn't belong to the Dead Army. The Wraith alerted the soldiers and cavalry units. The soldiers weilded long pikes and deadly two hand swords. The mounted men had twin blades and some were equipped with bows and arrows. The cavalry formed at the front of the army and prepared to charge into the oncoming hoard.

The Dread Castle
"My Lord the Speik Army has launched its attack"
"Very good. Were our spies in their army able to plant the nightshade, our deadly posion?"
"Yes my lord they were able to do it and all spies have,as per your orders, killed themselves in order to protect our secrets."
"Excellent this battle should go our way."

While I'm giving you some leniancy because your on your own, how can a sword kill a marksmen that is standing on top of a building? A marksmen is a trained archer.

ooc: it said in the post that my archers provided cover for the Wraith as he climbed the building. and where are the buildings i though we were by the border?

[OOC;I think that they're border defenses. Usually small outposts that can alert the capital should an enemy invade.]

A small contingency of guards marched out from the wall of Snowport. They approached the foreigner with unease.
"These men will be either your guards. However, should we believe you to be an assassin we will take no chances. You will be locked up and held for ransom. Although we truly don't need the money." The Captain smiled. [b]"It's just past the city, into the citadel walls and across the courtyard. Enjoy your stay." The captain flashed the Consular an even wider grin.

The guards watched with amusement and nodded their heads towards him, waiting to see whether he was going to go willingly or not. The guard captain, however, glared at them and they quickly set off at a brisk pace without bothering to check if the ambassador was following.

ooc: it said in the post that my archers provided cover for the Wraith as he climbed the building. and where are the buildings i though we were by the border?

Okay, and one more thing. You can't just say you had spies and that they left the army. This is ancient times, chivalry, union, and bounding are still in place. They would have noticed your troops leaving. Also, you need to explain what nightshade is in your post (even though I know).

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The Cavalry was under a heavy punishment when it set up camp that night. As per government orders, they were to remain away from food, because they were fighting in civilian territory. So everyone sat down that night with some bread or some cheese and just piled it all in a pot. Tomorrow would be a day of reckoning, for all.

"I can't leave my post, so here would be good." he said finally.

"Fair enough" replied General Lewis. "Move!"
The officers moved out and started to pitch a tent. General Lewis turned to the 1st melee's officer. So about that treaty?"

"I still don't know what kind of treaty it is." he said oddly.

The Dread Army saw the the camp their enemy set up camp. With all disregard for chivalry (which by the way didn't really come into affect till the medieval ages) they charged the enemy camp.

Dude, we're talking at least 5 miles. You can see camp, but you can't get to it in less then maybe 6 hours. They'd see you charging a long time before. War always takes place over large areas in Ancient times, there was only four or five close quarter battles per war.

"I still don't know what kind of treaty it is." he said oddly.
"either a mutual defense pact or just free trade or at the very least friendship." Replied general Lewis "which would you prefer?"

Augustus continued his journey, being escorted along his way, finally he arrived and dismounted, waiting to be shown where to go.

"New allies are always the best." he said approvingly.

"New allies are always the best." he said approvingly.

"we would agree with you on that." Replied Lewis "are you able to authorize a mutual defense pact and alliance?"

well before you said they charged at me so i thought they were pretty close

[OOC; When did he say that?]

Lord Sohkai's personal guard smiled at the ambassador and opened the door, sweeping his arm as if showing off his master's chambers. "Tumble, the Consulate is here."
Sohkai turned around and sized up the Consulate. Hardly some well paid fat pig as expected, but he wasn't an underpaid witless soldier either. Well then, he would probably do fine if he decided to stay in Snowport for a while. Tumble couldn't remember the last time someone who looked like they had something up in their head had shown up. Oh right, no one had. Tumble frowned before realizing his mind had wandered off.
"Oh, right. I assume you're from Rechburg? Come in. It's not grand, but it's cozy. I guess.." The King tried to look as inviting as possible, although he probably looked like a fool.

"Mutual Defense is allowed, and certainly we can arrange alliances." he continued.

[OOC; Could you please show somehow that you are not in IC but in OOC Charzak?]

ooc: k

IC: The Dread Army cancelled their charge as they knew the nightshade poison would soon take affect and they didn't want to waste anymore lives then they had to.

OOC: How does nightshade take effect? Food? Air? Plant?

ooc: well it is ground up and can be placed in food, water, or it can be blown through the air in little itty bitty pieces

"Mutual Defense is allowed, and certainly we can arrange alliances." he continued.
"perfect. Would you care to firm up the details? If anyone attacks we will defend each other, free trade between our cities and should you or we decide to attack an ennemy nation we will give a heads up to the other nation in order to give them a chance to aid? Sound good?" Asked Lewis

OOC: I meant, how is it taking effect now?

IC: "Sounds alright, though that last part I have a question about. It's only nations that are mutually considered a threat or enemy, correct?" he asked.

ooc: oh the soldiers start helucinating and going insane untill they eventually die.

OOC: ... I meant which way is it poisoning them? As in by air or by food or what?

ooc: all of them or if you consider that goddmodding airborne

OOC: Ok, does it have a smell?

ooc: i'm not sure but lets get back to killing each other.

OOC: I meant, how is it taking effect now?

IC: "Sounds alright, though that last part I have a question about. It's only nations that are mutually considered a threat or enemy, correct?" he asked.

I'd say so. internal threats and smaller issues can and should be handled separately.

"My lord nations are wanting to intervene in our war."
"I foresee thet they will not. Speik has no alliances."
"But what if they ask for help?"
"Baron they won't I am sure of it. Besides our Wraith's would hunt down any diplomat before they reached their destination."

OOC: DaWoad, was that IC or OOC?

ooc: come on lets fight!

OOC: Not until you fully clarify yourself. I also need to know how it is taking effect NOW.

ooc: OMG! Ok the nightshade right now is making your troops helucinate right now. They believe that their fellow troops are the enemy and are attacking each other. Insanity will take affect after half the troops are dead making them kill themselves.

Ooc: How is it poisoning them, how is it getting in their bodies? I know you said what it does, how does it get there right now!?!!!?

OOC: DaWoad, was that IC or OOC?

OOC: Ic lol

ooc: I already said food, water and air!

OOC: All at the same time? That's going to be extremely expensive.

ooc: you know what this is pretty annyoing so i'm out!

OOC: Well, you can stay if you want, but I'll give you a protip. Be realistic when you do things, your not OMGMASSIVEKILLZORS yet. You can't afford to use air, water, and food poisoning on 15,000 troops.


IC: @DaWoad: "Well then, it shall be done. May our nations prosper." he said.