INTRO
In mid-19th century Reformed Britannia and The West had merely seized their belligerents pertaining the Revolutionary war. In order to save the economic desires between the two first world Elysium nations. Thus, in acts of stimulation the Western government had come to an agreement in regards to the purchase of an specific area formerly known as Reformed Britannia, named Torchland.
This specific (considered small) area is located West of the commonwealth, east of the Elysium Jungle, and borders south with the ocean. Torchland is rich on various valuable recourses including gold, wood, and coal. This is also the main reason why the purchase was made from Western perspective. Benefits were high since the merely desert lying West lacks on wood, something the Elysium jungles are rich of.
Torchland is in majority populated by ethnic Britannians, with some small numbers of Westerners. Torchland isn’t much of an densely populated area, For the reason that is dominated by large amounts of tropics. The majority of people settle in the four cities (New Georgeston, Codrington, Harlow, Oldshare) While Torchland counts many villages. Farmer communities lay further south.
Torchland’s local political parties are TRP (Torchland Republican Party), TLP (Torchlander liberal party), and Greenism. Torchland’s national currency is the Britannian Pound. The currency both inherited from Britannia and West.
In Torchland all automobiles ride on the left side of the road. With as only adjustment to The West; every car’s steer lies on the right side of the automobile. Transportation for that matter is in ease because of the advanced motorway system. Motorway A1 starts from New Codrington, Milo Paulo industrial/business district, and finishes in the Specsville east of Codrington.
The capital and largest city of Torchland New Georgeston with an population of 193,000. New Georgeston counts one of the most Western emigrants but still in stance of minority. Latest demographics show that 40% of the people in New Georgeston is Western, while 55% is Britannian. Issues among ethnicity had never really occurred. There, nor elsewhere in Torchland. Some Westerners still refer themselves as Britannian for that matter.
The second city of Torchland is Codrington. Named after the last governor of The Western Colonies. The city borders with Reformed Britannia. Codrington is attractive to tourism, while it only counts 140,000 inhabitants. The city has its own Disney World, which is a few miles from the commonwealth’s border.
Problems facing Torchland is illegal drugs smuggling. The bordering nations have different drug laws. The border police has difficulty to find the smugglers because of the immense amount of tropics which spread throughout the borderline. The West recently tries to go In cooperation with the Britannian government, and Britannian local authorities alongside the border. To prevent the amount of illegal drug smuggling. Rumours of guerilla groups are not exclusive. Especially in cities such as: Codrington, and Harlow.
OFFICIAL COMMUNIQUE OF THE DEMOCRATIC REPUBLIC OF THE WESTFrom: Lesley Lousiana
To: Reformed Britannia, Tetrakon Nations
Subject: HELP NEEDED
Encyrption: Open
Greetings,
After acknowledging several rebellion guerilla threats being sent to us through mail. We came to ask for your help and assistance in this. It's maybe of importance to sharpen our defences throughout the borderline, and we cannot take the risk. The amount of armed Western forces in Torchland is minnow. That's why we need your help. Torchland may be doomed, and fall under guerilla control if we do not intervene quickly.
Yours Faithfully,
Lesley Louisiana Major of Codrington
Puncho Gonzalez, Hispanic, mid thirties. A muscled, black haired, moustached, cocaine smuggler that had a big snake tattoo from his neck to his left hand. He sat on a bench on his balcony in his white underwear and T-shirt. Enjoying the morning sun, as he just woke up. Smoking a cigarette wearing one of the finest Rolex watches. His apartment was big, occupied by gold everywhere you looked. A sly, and intelligent smuggler that knows how to do his job. He absolutely hates the government.
Suddenly he heard someone ringing on the doorbell. He extinguished his cigarette in his ashtray, and walked towards the direction of the door, ringing. "Sí, me voy!" He said, which means. Yes, I'm coming in Spanish. He opened the door and saw one of his mates. "Holmes, get inside Ricardo." Puncho then said in a pretty tone.
"Listen, holmes. We go business to do, yo." Ricardo Grenada said. He was also Hispanic. Twenty-three years old, developed muscle structure. He continued as he looked around if nobody saw him, then he got inside Puncho's apartment. "Here it is" Ricardo said as he showed his AK-27 from underneath a sheet he brought with him.
"Tomorrow Western Checkpoint P65, then move onto The Britannian one. We got some serious amounts this time, bro. VIVA FDR"