The Remnant-Pragmatan War(Closed)(Attn NR)

[The United Remnants of America]

It is three months after the great New Republican Civil War. The losing nations have been subjugated to the winning alliance. Sevlar, the weakest of the three nations, has become a military district for the region to control. Tentaro, the nuclear-capable nation that pushed the war over the edge, had been put under the control of the regional superpower of Peunt. Finally, the starting antagonist of this war, Pragmata, has been placed under the policing actions of the URA and the Anean Tribes. The people of Pragmata are, for the most part, happy with this. Their previous ruler, the Empress Solus, was a cruel and harsh leader, and the control by the Remnant and Anean peacekeepers is a better time. There is still a large faction, however, that wishes to return to the control of the great Empress. The Pragmatan citizens still have the undying loyalty for their Empress. Since the war ended, the Empress and her closest subordinates have fled underground. Most think it's the end of that, but some believe that she is biding her time, waiting for the right moment to come out with a newly rebuilt military force and to assault the conquerors of her alliance.

The time has come. This is a story of nations, and of the people who fight and lead them. This is a story of love lost, of hate renewed. What will you choose?

- The United Remnants of America
- The Anean Tribes
- The Empire of Pragmata

Remnant:
- Gabriel Drake: President of the URA. In his time as leader, he's seen the country through hardship upon hardship.
- Benjamin McAffee: General, Commander in Chief of the Remnant military, head of the provisional government in Pragmata.
- Craig Simmons: Corporal of the 4th Army, which is stationed in Pragmata, son of hero of the URA, Captain(retired) George Simmons.
- Jeffery Higgins: Gunnery sergeant in the 4th Army, wounded in the Civil War, Simmons' superior.
- Gary Burns: PFC in the 4th Army, Craig's best friend.
Anean:
- Maximillian Tomas: Chancellor, head of state for the Anean Tribes
- Alexander Chuikov: Supreme Commander, Head of the State Security Force (military) of the Anean Tribes
- Georgy Nesky: Stárshiy Serzhánt (senior sergant), a common soldier in the occupation force in the Anean Occupied Zone
Pragmatan:
- Lillith Solus: The deposed former ruler of Pragmata. The loss has made her vengeful and bitter. She has become obsessed with recovering the throne.
- Carmen McCullen: The former Minister of the Empire. She fled with Solus when the Empire fell. All she wants is power, and to be the next Empress.
- Julio Armand: The former commander of Pragmata's military. He is also Solus' lover. He is extremely loyal and is the perfect Pragmatan soldier.
- Geoffrey Brigand: Former Pragmatan commander of the Army. He is Armand's subordinate, but his fiery temper usually gets him into trouble.
- Alexander Rochelle: Not a former member of the Imperial government, but has wormed his way into the upper echelons of power. Undercover recruiter for the Neo-Legions.

[Pragmata]

Empress' Headquarters. Somewhere in Pragmatan forest
Julio Armand

Julio stood beside the reaming few techs she had taken with her from Eridantas. They were working furiously on salvaged computers. All the equipment and weaponry the had left was stolen and salvaged from the dead and from the original Legions. They no longer had aircraft. They only had a few light vehicles. They had exactly two IFVs, and one half-operable tank. The numbers were grim. Armand sighed, they had maybe a couple battalions of troops who followed them out here. The Empire of Pragmata was not in good shape. The empress, his love, was sleeping in the room one floor down in the basement. It was the safest room they had available. Armand looked up and saw McCullan handing out orders to the few government types they had left with them. What a bitch she was. But they needed her. He figured that waste of space Brigand was outside with the soldiers, inspecting them. Again.

Eridantas had fallen, along with most of the Empire. What was left was governed by those filthy Aneans and their old allies, the Remnants. The country was split down the middle, the West went to the URA, the East to the Tribes. This was going to be a long war...

The Dirty Stranger Pub, West Eridantas, Remnant Military District, Pragmata
Alexander Rochelle

Alex stuck to the shadows. He was sitting in a corner pub, nursing a small drink. He had to stay coherent if he was to do his job. He kept looking out over the patrons in the pub, looking for tonight's quarry.... There. The two ordering their first drinks at the bar. The had shaved heads and he could tell from the tattoos on one of their heads that they were Pragmatans. He waited as time went by and they had their drinks gone and were ordering a second, that's when he made his move. He put his arms around their shoulders and led them to his table. "Well, hello boys. You look like two strong Pragmatans." They nodded in agreement, bemused by this odd older gentleman stranger. Alex continued: "So, I saw that tattoo, I assume you love the Empress?" they both nodded again, and then one shook his head and muttered, loud enough to be heard, "Fuckin' Remnants..." Alex had heard the hook, he grinned and made the sale."Well, the Empress lives... And she still needs boys, just like you, to bring glory and to serve the Pragmatan Empire... We will get rid of the Remnant infestation, Brothers. If you'd just come with me..."