NationStates Jolt Archive

"They've restricted us, again?" growled Sir Lucaz Fron reading over the weekly repeat in the board room. The head council of the League of Knights was made up of 11 men and woman who controlled the fief. All but one went up for election every five years. They tried to cultivate the image of warring for democracy, even though every election was rigged.

"Yes, I'm afraid so, sir," responded Lady Frenk. "They've taken over two more factories and Cyan is attempting to change credit codes so the citizens can't buy from us."

"That rotten fool," growled Sir Thraye. "He thinks that just because his ancestor united Dectubech into a single nation, he can do whatever he wants. Well if it wasn't for our ancestors, he would never have gotten the chance."

"I think that it's about time we break free from Cyan's tyranny," mused Sir Lange. "We have the declaration all written up."

There was quiet for a moment. "All those in favor," murmured Lucaz. 11 hands rose silently into the air. "Motion passed..."


OFFICIAL COMMUNIQUE TO EMPEROR CYAN BARACK, TYRANT OF DECTUBECH

We of the League of Knights can no longer stand by and be ruled under your abominable tyranny. Therefore, we hereby dissolve all ties with the nation of Dectubech and create our own democratic nation, to be hereby known as the League of Knights. We no longer owe allegiance to your rule, and all citizens inside our borders at this time shall become official citizens of the LoK.

We have assembled our own private army, and are prepared to war with you for our independence. We shall be a free democracy, or die on the path to it.

Sincerely, the leadership board of the LoK.

OOC: Anyone is welcome to join this. And for all international purposes, the LoK is a democracy. No one knows it's rigged.

IS this MT, or FT?

ooc:I'm sorry, I'm unfamiliar with the terms. Assuming you mean tech, go with modern times. Dectubech has genetic mutations, but that the most advanced thing.

(ooc: he means are you fighting with space ships, lasers and such (future tech) or modern tech (the stuff we have today). It sounds like you post modern tech though (your not quite in space but your about 2050 level tech right?)

ooc: Sounds about right. Thank you for clarifying.

ooc: What kind of mutations?

OOC: Dect, LoK, I'm gonna stay out of this one.

Official Transmission
United States of Dante Peak
Dante Peak Navy
DPS Valiant

Nation of Leage of Knights.
THis is Captain Shaun White of the DPS Valiant of the United States of Dante Peak. We intercepted your transmission to DECTUBECH. My government has instructed me to ask if you request any assitance, which will be given if you have any sort of Declearation of independance from DECTUBECH. We await your responce

Signed

Shaun .A. White
CO, DPS Valiant

"Independence?" stuttered Emperor Cyan Barack as he read the report from Karfka. "They declared independence? I knew Lucaz was mad but this? They will never make it!"

"Sir, don't forget about the citizens portion," murmured Karfka gravely. Cyan re-read the declaration quickly and gasped.

"They say that all Dectubech citizens in their fief are hereby citizens of the LoK?" raged Cyan. "How dare he!" His look turned to one of horror. "General Fralin was away in the LoK checking out sea defenses," he whispered. Karfka's normally neutral look flashed a momentary fear as he realized the significance.

"They'll either torture him or ransom him," Karfka stated bluntly. "Something must be done, your majesty."

"Yes, yes, you're quite right," responded Cyan distractedly. "I'll have Qwentin send in a team to retrieve him and his men. Of course." He glanced up at Karfka. "Karfka, I want you to go brief General Gharg. Have him prepare our troops for war. We may need to deploy soon."

"Yes, milord," responded Karfka as he backed out of the study throne room. He turned and walked down to Gharg's chambers to give him the message. As he walked he smiled thinly. Phase 1 complete. He's going in.

***

"Independence?!" shouted Fralin in shock, his monocle falling off. "They declared independence?"

"Yes, general" reported one of his soldiers, Andrew Thare. "And they also claim that everyone in their borders are now their citizens. That includes us. The Spymaster Qwentin has just called and informed us that he is sending in a team to retrieve us. He says we should go into hiding before the government comes for us." As Thare spoke, their was a loud knock on the door.

Fralin got up and opened the door, and stood face to face with a police officer. He was staring down the barrel of a gun as well.

"Sir, you and your men are hereby under arrest for espionage and sabotage of LoK defenses," said the officer.

Fralin didn't hesitate. He knew what must be done. He pulled a pistol out if his pocket and took three quick shots, bringing the foremost officers. Thare jumped to his side, and more soldiers streamed in to help battle through the small crowd of police. Within seconds, it was over, with ten officers and one soldier lying dead on the ground.

"Come on men, pack it up!" cried Fralin, switching his monocle on. He brought up a map of the region and plotted a course to a safe haven. "We're moving out!"

The 15 soldiers including their commander streamed out the door five minutes later, heading for a clothing store. Once there, they disguised themselves as citizens and moved off in pairs of three, setting a rendezvous point on a hill outside of the city.

ooc: Dehko, they're basically monster soldiers. 10 feet tall, 3 feet wide. A tail. Eat no more, sometimes less than one meal a day, a large helping of the material bullets are made out of. Convert the material into bullets that shoot out of hands, which are build in guns. Average weight is 450 lbs.

A team of the Ashen Knights, the elite military troops of the LoK waited around a small valley in the hills. The LoK spy in Dectubech had alerted Lucaz to Fralin's intended target. Now, thirty soldiers stood watch, ready to kill any who wondered into the clearing.

Half an hour later, a shadow passed into the valley. Then another. Then more as the 15 Dectubech soldiers arrived and settled down. The Ashen Knights moved in closer, slowly surrounding the band. The team leader saw Fralin, with his ridiculous monocle, giving orders. Three men stood and moved to different edges of the valley, climbing quickly up the hill to station themselves as sentries. An Ashen Knight moved into place to take intercept each one.

Two Dectians arrived and promptly got their throats slit. The third however, was more observant and thus saw the flash of the knife. He pulled himself to his feet and let loose with his gun, blowing the knight apart. Unfortunately, his Decker 4000 gun had been set to hunting shotgun, a version with quite a kick. Because the soldier had bad footing, the recoil blew him back and caused him to tumble to the ground. By the time he stopped rolling, his neck had been broken and he was dead.

By now, the soldiers had heard the gunfire and were scrambling to their feet. The Knight's leader gave the signal and the knights opened fire. Five soldiers died instantly, and two more went down with injuries. Fralin pulled the cork of a grenade and let it fly, diving to the side to avoid the gunfire. Three knights were blown away in the explosion. The remaining five soldiers rallied together and began to flee out of the valley. 10 more knights awaited them. Two soldiers went down.

Then the knights dropped as Qwentin's spy team arrived. The remaining knights were already converging on the area though,and their guns ripped through the spies. Soon, all were dead. Except for Fralin, who lay coughing on the ground, blood spurting out a wound in his side.

The knights picked him up and returned to their jeeps. They had their captive.