Discovery of a new land (All techs)

[Drake Isle]

5 shaman of the tribe P'jito sit around calved out rock in the shape of a large bowl, adding various herbs and liquids to it under the illumination of 10 camp fires in a circle around them. This was a ritual that 5 select shaman from the tribe would perform once a year to appease their god, Hastur, Lord of Interstellar Spaces. It involved mixing certain ingredients together to create a potion which they would augment with a magical charm, blessed by each of the shaman, after chanting a prayer around the stone bowl and adding the charm to the potion. Normally this would make a flash of bright green light and the contents of the stone bowl would be replaced by a magical artifact which could be used to benefit the tribe.

However, one shaman who was supposed to place the charm in pulled a totally different charm out of his satchel, causing all the other shaman to stare at him with discontent "Brother, why do you bring such a cursed symbol to the ritual? If the Elders found out about this you could be kicked out of the tribe. Please, dispose of it" The head shaman of the ritual said in a concerned voice with a slight quiver that could be heard in his speech pattern. The shaman held the charm up towards the light, revealing a medallion made of a metal. Given that nobody had even discovered the art of metal working or even getting metal out of the ground, it was clear this was a foreign object and not the charms made from feathers and flowers that they made for the ritual.

He then looked at the head shaman and smiled "Hastur came to me in a vision brother. When I awoke from my dream, I discovered this upon my person. He told me that this object would bring our tribe to a brighter future if we used this in place of our charms" The shaman grasped the chain of the medallion tightly, strongly believing this was true. The head shaman stared at him for a few seconds before swallowing and nodding "Okay brother...I trust you. Add the charm to the potion. If this fails however, it could only mean certain doom for our tribe" With that the determined shaman nodded at the head shaman's decision and took a deep breath before adding the medallion to the potion.

The potion began glowing bright green, which was very different. That's when a bright green beam of energy shot out from the stone bowl and up into the sky, carrying on all the way up into space. The shaman quickly jumped back and began running back to the tribe with the beam still going for a whole hour after that. This beam was a beacon that rippled across all of space, time and reality. Anyone with the right technology would be able to detect this ultra-high energy beam and trace it back to Earth and more specifically, Drake Isle within the P'jito tribe territory. It was only a matter of time before something showed up whether it was for better or for worse. It was likely that the tribes of Drake Isle were about to make first contact with someone on the outside world.

What ever happens, those few shaman have sealed the fate of the entire island forever.

OOC Stuff

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The Map

-The colored areas are the territories of the tribes which have their name within the areas.
-The dark green areas are forests.
Other Notes
-Bavili are extremely hostile towards outsiders. It's unlikely you'll be able to approach them.
-Namian will be hostile towards males if they are by themselves or are not seen to be "Under control" of the females.
-Drakoni will be the most welcoming of the tribes and Drakoni the Dragon may even request to meet you in person.
-The P'jito, whilst not hostile towards outsiders, are very cautious around them. They will warm up to you as they learn to trust you and can be just as friendly as the people of the Drakoni tribe.

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Rules
1: No Godmodding
2: If you make contact with the tribes, try not to influence them too much in any way. Showing off things such as compasses or other not so advanced items like that should be fine and still have the tribes people in awe.
3: If you are a nation that's coming to enslave the tribes, save it for another thread. This RP is for first contact only.
4: Don't bring a large military force into this. A small group of military personnel is allowed.
5: Upon joining this RP you accept that magic will be used.
6: Please no one liners. I expect a minimum of 3 sentences per post with decent spelling and grammar. It isn't much to ask for.
7: Slaughtering people within the tribes will result in a diplomatic incident with hidden forces present on the island. You are, however, are allowed to kill in self defense.
8: Ancient Human ruins are allowed to be explored but destruction of the ruins or turning it into an excavation site is forbidden.

[Ravenflight]

Tag

[The Underground Movement Union]

Three UMU F-44 helicopters fly to this island immediately to introduce themselves to the P'jito tribe. UMU soldiers, scientists, and translators are deployed to find the P'jito's. They bring various items to introduce to this tribe. Paper, books, machetes, baseball + baseball bats, compasses, the watch, bicycles, salad dressing + salad, and other cultural items. The UMU also raises their flag high in hopes that the P'jito people will see it. The UMU are deployed on the northeastern side of the P'jito's territory.

[Servinta]

tag

[Drake Isle]

P'jito hunting party
Approximately 5 miles away from UMU landing zone

28 hunters from the P'jito tribe walk through the forest, intent on catching some deer or bison to bring back to feed their families. That was when they heard the deep hum of helicopters in the distance. The hunting party's leader raised his hand to stop the other hunters "Do you hear that?" He asked the other hunters as the sound kept on persisting. The other hunters nodded also "Yes. What is it?" One of them asked the hunt leader who simply shook his head "I do not know. But it's coming from the coast" The leader then gestured for the other hunters to follow him as they began moving towards the coast.

Eventually getting within a mile of the coast, they saw a flag flying high in the sky above what seemed to be a small camp being set up "What is this sorcery?" One of the hunters asked the hunt leader who narrowed his eyes on the alien looking camp and shook his head "I do not know. Though that banner is not one I've seen before. Lets get a closer look" He reluctantly said before coming out of the bushes. The other hunters took a deep breath before also emerging from the bushes and moving closer to the UMU land zone. Eventually they were close enough to the landing zone to clearly make out their facial features. They were tanned, but not heavily tanned. It was easy to tell that they were Caucasian. They wore pelts in the form of vests and a cloth around their groin, upper thigh area. They all had tribal paints on their cheeks and tattoos on their arms. They carried with them simple spears and simple bows as well as crude daggers and slings that were held in sheathes and pouches made from grass fibers and leather strips.

OOC: I'd like you to ignore my factbook for this RP. I didn't think anybody would post so I updated it to a medieval era technology. This RP will have the tribes with the same technology as your typical tribe.

[Consolidate Nations Alliance]

OOC: Before I post, I would like a bit more information. Would there be a reef large enough to cause problems near the shore, and would it be safe to assume a small tropical storm could appear somewhere near the island? I just want a reason to ground my group on the island for a bit.

[Tsarist Chernigov]

2 Imperial Russian battleships and 8 transports carrying supplies and Explorers arrive off shore with the intent to meet the tribes and attempt to make friends and have the Imperial Russian Flag being flown on the Island.

[Oaledonia]

OOC: I line art maps, I can make the map a bit more clean and prettier

[Drake Isle]

OOC: Before I post, I would like a bit more information. Would there be a reef large enough to cause problems near the shore, and would it be safe to assume a small tropical storm could appear somewhere near the island? I just want a reason to ground my group on the island for a bit.

OOC: In the south west of the shore in P'jito territory there is a large enough reef to do that. Tropical storms happen a lot near the south of the island too so there's that possibility.

OOC: I line art maps, I can make the map a bit more clean and prettier

OOC: Oh thanks for the offer. If you could do that it would be great

[The Underground Movement Union]

A UMU soldier would notice the Huntsmen. He would wave to them. He And two other soldiers approached. The soldiers Carried weapons the tribe clearly has never seen before (they'd recognize the knife in their pouch though) they carried Assault rifles in hand, a sidearm in their holster, and a combat knife in a pouch near their chests. They wore Kevlar and helmets with jungle camouflage. One of them was Asian, one was hispanic, and one was Caucasian. The Caucasian man spoke, "Hello sirs.",he says to them calmly. "Do you speak English?" He Asked in a polite tone. The Caucasian man had two symbols on his uniform. One had two guns crossing eachother with a sword in the middle. Below it labeled "UMU Rangers" this symbol was on the right side of,his chest. On,his right shoulder, there was the UMU flag symbol. On the left of his shoulder, there was a label that read WOC.1. In the back, the other soldiers, and scientists unloaded equipment and other items.

[Arcanium of Mars]

Ooc: Tagging. May post something later when I can.

[Drake Isle]

2 Imperial Russian battleships and 8 transports carrying supplies and Explorers arrive off shore with the intent to meet the tribes and attempt to make friends and have the Imperial Russian Flag being flown on the Island.

OOC: I need more to go off than this to reply ICly.

P'jito Hunters

The hunters jumped back and mumbled among eachother but one of them spoke up "By the Pantheon! They speak our language!" One of them yelled which prompted the hunt leader to step forward and speak "From what tribe do you come from?" The leader asked looking quite scared of all this modern equipment. These people even wore things on their feet and had clothing that covered almost all their body up. It was even more alien looking than the architecture of the Ancient Human's civilization who's ruins are scattered across the island.

[The Underground Movement Union]

"Tribe? I'm sorry. We aren't apart of any tribe. We have a much different way of governing. We're apart of what's called a country. We call ourselves the Underground Movement Union. We live a long distance away from these Isles. What brought us here was a beacon of light."

[Consolidate Nations Alliance]

CNA Navy 3rd Patrol Flotilla, south of Bavili territory

The CNA Navy had sent a flotilla of two destroyers, three frigates and five corvettes on anti-smuggling raids for the past few weeks, ever since they helped a fledgling nation get established and took on the position of being their protectors. As they headed home after a particularly uneventful patrol, the 3rd Patrol Flotilla run along the coast of a seemingly uninhabited island. "Admiral Vank, there is a large reef up ahead" the radar operator said. Admiral Katt Vank nodded. and looked out at the sky with the binoculars. "How far out does it go?" she asked. "Let me put it this way, I hope those clouds don't form into a storm. The waves may push us close, or even into the reef" he said. "Okay, get us close to the shore and set up camp, we'll wait the storm out" Admiral Vank said. The order got sent through all the ships. One by one they all powered down their engines and made their way onto the shore. "Set up Emergency Camp Alpha! Until further notice, we are to treat this like we are stranded. Scouting parties will be sent out to find food and water to augment our own supplies and to search for possible signs of life, assuming there is some" she said. The troops saluted.

1st Lieutenant Tayla Redmont, the commander of the Seraph squad that was attached to this flotilla, turned to her troops. "Alright, we know more about scouting and wilderness survival then our Navy friends, we'll each take a scout party" she said. Her girls nodded and went about gathering up some people to take with them. While most where humans, there was the odd Celtican.

OOC: Just so you know, I am slightly FanT as it is. Mainly non-human races, the Celticans being anthros/furries. But there is some magic in my nation, historically. I've been wanting to bring it back though.

[Arcanium of Mars]

Off in the distance and high up in the sky, a single Arcanian Drop Ship comes soaring over the island. The ship was heading to the South Eastern point of the island in order to set up a small base camp where crew on board would begin their exploration of this newly discovered land. What brought them here was a bright green light of unknown energy that was seen shooting high into space. Out of curiosity some explorers and scientists wanted to go check it out.

The expedition to the island was being led by both Commander Sure Shot and Light Bearer, the Grand Mistress of the Holy Mares of Battle. Both of them had their reasons for coming here. Sure Shot wanted to explore this new island and discover its secrets while Light Bearer wanted to figure out where this source of green energy was coming from. The ship finally landed on the on the South East beach, kicking up a lot of sand as it descended.

A hatch underneath the ship slowly opens and out of the cargo hold comes two Scorpion APCs, 20 Mares of Battle knights in white power armor, and 10 Pony Troopers who came to provide protection for the Explorers and Scientists should they run into an trouble. Right behind them came Sure Shot, in gold power armor, and Light Bearer, who wore white power as well. "This should be the perfect spot to set up camp for the night. The sun is about to go down, so I doubt we will be able to do much today" said Sure Shot.

Light Bearer nodded and said, "Perhaps you are correct. The voyage down to this planet took much longer then I anticipated. Alight then, we shall set up camp here for the night." The each began setting up the base camp while some of the soldiers kept a watchful eye over the place.

[Drake Isle]

Hunting Party

The hunt leader was curious but when he mentioned the beam of light he recoiled. He remembered that night, approximately a week ago when they saw that bright green beam of light fire up into the heavens. Then the Shaman called a meeting and told them about a new age that would come upon them where Hastur would bless them with something that would benefit their tribe indefinitely. The hunt leader looked at the other hunters then back at the new comers "I think the Shaman needs to see you" With that, the hunters began moving back towards the forest "Follow us strangers! Hurry!" The hunting leader yelled back to the soldiers.

Bavili Great Wolf Riders

A group of Bavili Wolf Riders observed the CNA flotilla land on the shore line outside their territory and began observing some of the soldiers splitting off from the rest of the group to move into the forest. If only they knew what was waiting for them. They seemed to be Anthros which were popular prey for the Bavili who used them for Sacrifices, slaves and yes, even as food. Great Wolves did resemble wolves but they were bigger. Like, the size of a horse. And they were also used as mounts by the Bavili as opposed to Horses like all the other tribes.

The Wolf Rider group leader grinned before looking back at the other riders "Looks like we're getting an early meal today brothers. We can pick these naive fools off one at a time. Lets move" With that, the Wolf Riders began moving back through the forest. The unique thing about Bavili is that their skin was a sickly grey and they only wore a loin cloth as opposed to vests and such like other tribes. They also used the blood of slain enemies as war paint which made them even more horrible to look at.

OCC: Maybe you could use this as a chance to bring back magic to your nation.

[Lolloh]

Tagged, will post tonight!

[Tsarist Chernigov]

Imperial Russian Merchants and Pioneers notice Hunters on the Shore and Shout Hello There,we come from across this ocean,to the west.

[Vionna-Frankenlisch]

Coast of Namian Territory

"Get ready to disembark!" Orders Color Sergeant Richard Falchion,"Prepare arms!" The troops in the cramped landing craft prepare their Lancaster BA1's.
"10, 9, 8..." Richard counts down the seconds until landing,"One!" He suddenly shouts and the ramp opens, the troops in the three landing craft storm the beach
in an almost D-day manner.

Immediately after landing the CO's and NCO's of the company radio in to the fleet reporting a successful landing and begin to erect positions and field structures.

[Tsarist Chernigov]

Coast of Namian Territory

"Get ready to disembark!" Orders Color Sergeant Richard Falchion,"Prepare arms!" The troops in the cramped landing craft prepare their Lancaster BA1's.
"10, 9, 8..." Richard counts down the seconds until landing,"One!" He suddenly shouts and the ramp opens, the troops in the three landing craft storm the beach
in an almost D-day manner.

Immediately after landing the CO's and NCO's of the company radio in to the fleet reporting a successful landing and begin to erect positions and field structures.

OOC:The Rules state that this is meant to be the first contact.

[Vionna-Frankenlisch]

Coast of Namian Territory

"Get ready to disembark!" Orders Color Sergeant Richard Falchion,"Prepare arms!" The troops in the cramped landing craft prepare their Lancaster BA1's.
"10, 9, 8..." Richard counts down the seconds until landing,"One!" He suddenly shouts and the ramp opens, the troops in the three landing craft storm the beach
in an almost D-day manner.

Immediately after landing the CO's and NCO's of the company radio in to the fleet reporting a successful landing and begin to erect positions and field structures.

OOC:The Rules state that this is meant to be the first contact.

OOC: This is first contact... It's Imperial Military protocol to send such a force (This is about 40 men)

[Arcanium of Mars]

Before the Expedition team could get fully settled in one of the intelligence officers came to Sure Shot with some news about the possible presence of other people being on the island. "Commander, I come with news. The radar has shown major activity all around the island. It would seem that there could be others here." Sure Shot walked over to the tent where the radar scanner was located and took a close look at it. Sure enough, there were several dots on the screen, showing vehicle activity. "I am sure that they mean no harm to us. We aren't exactly here to conquer or declare war on anyone until we found what value this island may hold", said Sure Shot.

"That might be so, but they could try to hinder us from finding the source of the green light. I fear that who ever finds it could try to use it." Light Bearer had joined the others in the intelligence tent after over hearing the conversation from outside. "Whether they be here to cause trouble or not. We must always remain vigilante and fully alert." Sure Shot nodded and said, "Then it would seem that we will have to get an early start in the morning." Everypony went back to what they were doing for the time being while keeping a watchful eye on their surroundings.

[The Underground Movement Union]

The three soldiers followed the Hunters. The Warrant officer asked as they walked to The native's village/camp, "So... What do you call yourselves? Are there more tribes than just yours?" He asked calmly. The three soldiers walked in a line formation, the Warrant Officer leading the other two soldiers.

[Tsarist Chernigov]

OOC:The Rules state that this is meant to be the first contact.

OOC: This is first contact... It's Imperial Military protocol to send such a force (This is about 40 men)

OOC:Nevermind

[Congreveopia]

Destiny, secondary command center, a week ago:

The officers of the night shift sat around bored. There was a beautiful sunrise outside, but there were no windows in the module, and you got bored of sunrises pretty fast when they happened every two hours. There were five officers in the room. The station night chief was reading a book. Her second in command was daydreaming as he watched the position indicator screen as the station's icon drifted across the map in a sine wave pattern. The systems night chief and the electrical night chief were playing backgammon, and Nexus's robotic avatar was leaning against a wall silently watching the room.

"This is ground control at Skyport." said the radio "Are you there, Destiny Control?"

"This is Nancy Currie, station night chief." said the station's night chief "We hear you, ground control. What's up?"

"Eaglenet Command reports... a beam of light." said the radio "It's coming up on your two by 33 degrees depression."

"Two by 33 depression." said Nancy "Do you want us to reorient the eye to study it?" she asked, referencing the patch of sensors covering the groundward end of the station.

"That won't be necessary." said the radio "It's visible to the naked eye from where you are."

"Visable..." said Nancy, taken aback by this news "Does it pose a threat to the station?"

"You will hit it four and a bit orbits from now." said the radio "So not unless it stays around for eight hours."

"Okay." said Nancy "What do you want us to do?"

"Wake the launch officer, the proximity warden, and the station commander." said the radio "We want you to send a probe to study it."

Five minutes later, Destiny central command:

The doors opened and the launch officer floated in. He pushed over to his chair and strapped in. The station commander, proximity warden, and a few other officers were already there.

"Nexus is putting the finishing touches on the probe in Lesser Bay Bravo now." said the station commander "We will launch in seventy-four seconds with your permission."

The launch officer glanced through a few things on his screen and then approved the launch. A minute later, the doors of Lesser Bay Bravo opened, and KickerArm 2 gently pushed the probe off into space. It drifted away from the station for a few seconds, then its reaction wheels activated, it aimed itself, and the main engine started. It quickly picked up speed and vanished into the black void.

"T-minus nineteen minutes to contact." said Nexus. On the ground, people ran final checks and started up the sensors aboard the probe.

Four minutes later, the beam vanished. The probe passed through it fifteen minutes after that and reported nothing abnormal.

Defence Command, Congrevopolis, Present Day:

"New report marked as urgent." said Nexus to Smith, the commander of defence.

"Fine. Summarize it." said Smith as he set aside a report on a software update for the Rumbler Class Autonomous attack vehicles.

"It's about the light from that island we saw about a week ago." said Nexus. "Remember that?"

"Oh yes." said Smith "We voted in favor of an exploratory mission, didn't we? The Secoritan council shot us down, though, right? Something about pristine wilderness habitats?"

"That's the one." said Nexus "We still know almost nothing about the island. Satellite photos show trees, trees, and more trees. There's a new development, though."

"Oh?" said Smith "Has the pristine natural environment been shooting more lasers clear into space?"

"Har har. No." said Nexus "Reentry trail. Something large came down on the island from space. To quote the report: 'This is where it gets weird, though. We would have known about a meteor that size ahead of time, and SpaceNet would certainly have seen it before it hit the atmosphere. It's as if it was invisible or something. That's nothing compared to what we saw when we turned a Spyglass to image the impact site, though. There was no crater whatsoever.'"

"So a mysterious stealth spaceship arrives at this island a week after it gives off a massive green light?" said Smith.

"Yes, and other nations are already moving on the island." said Nexus "We have very limited time."

"Contact space command and tell them to put a recon drone from Hailstorm there now." said Smith "Get Fortress moving that way, and have at least ten different plans for capturing, defending, and obilterating that island ready for me when I meet with the deep thinkers to discuss this in fifteen minutes." He pulled up the report and began reading.

Summary of actions taken:
-One pod is deorbiting from my Hailstorm constellation. It will deploy a recon drone with about a meter wingspan to investigate the landing site of the Arcanium Dropship. ETA: 8 minutes
-Fortress (massive airplane; details are on my Factbook) is flying towards the island. ETA: 9 hours
-The Destroyer CRN Anson has changed course and is heading towards the island. ETA: 23 hours