Democratikan Cartography Agency

by **Saint Ryvern** » Sun Feb 03, 2019 9:03 pm

This is the official thread for citizens of The Democratika to make claims on the regional map. If you are not a citizen of The Democratika your claim will be disregarded.

Political Map
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Rules and Guidelines

Limits: Every nation is allowed to have one nation on the map. You may not have puppets on the map.
Removal: If your nation ceases to exist (CTEs), you leave the region, or you are inactive in the roleplay for more than 14 days you will be removed from the map. In outstanding circumstances, at the order of the Governor of the Democratika and/or Minister of Roleplay, you may be removed from the map for violating roleplay quality expectations or breaking the laws of the Democratika. However, if for some reason (vacation, family emergency, seasonal migration) you need to be absent for more than 14 days please notify the Minister of Roleplay and you will be shown mercy.
Claiming: Exercise restraint with your initial claim. Absurdly large claims will be rejected, as will claims with an excessive population, as determined by the Minister of Roleplay and Cartographer. You must complete the full New Claim Application (provided below) to receive a spot on the map, if you do not fill out the application completely, or in a satisfactory manner, you will not be added to the map until you do so.
Expansion: Any nation seeking to expand their claim must complete an Expansion Application (provided below) before beginning the process of in-character expansion. Expansion must be accompanied by at least five in-character posts of at least 400 words each before it will be officially added to the map. Each nation is allowed three (3) expansions, any further requests for expansion after those three will be denied by the Minister of Roleplay and Cartographer. In total, a nation may not expand its total claim to over 150% the size of its initial claim. For example, a nation whose initial claim totaled 100,000 square kilometers may, at maximum, expand to 150,000 square kilometers.

Applications

You must properly complete the New Claim Application to be initially added to the map. You must properly complete the Expansion Application before you begin the process of expanding in-character. After you post your application, the Minister of Roleplay will review it and approve or deny it based on the quality of the application. If need be, they will consult other members of the government and the cartographer to determine the legitimacy of your application. Please allow up to two days (48 hours) for your application to be processed and reviewed. If you application is denied you will be given the chance to appropriately edit and resubmit your application.

Please remove the guiding comments in parentheses when you post your application. If you don’t do that your IQ may be too low to be on our map.

New Claim Application:

Code: Select all: [box][b]Nation Name:[/b] (The shorthand name of your nation, what someone would call your nation in casual conversation; not that anyone wants to talk about your nation…) [b]Full Nation Name:[/b] (The complete name of your nation, including official title of your nation i.e Russian Federation or United Mexican States, even though colloquially those nations are known by different names) [b]Territorial Claim:[/b] (Please open a copy of the map in a program like Paint and draw as specific an outline as possible as to where you would like your nation to be on the map. Please exercise restraint, your nation should not be excessively sized. We have a method to determine land area of your nation, which will be provided to you, but if your claim is too large it will be denied on this basis alone) [b]Population:[/b] (Ok, here’s the deal, the average country has about 34 million people. Understandably, you’ll want to be larger than that, but keep in mind you don’t have to have a billion people to be a global superpower. Like your territorial claim, exercise restraint here. Find real-life countries similar to what you want your nation to be like and choose population similar to them. Ludicrous populations will be rejected) [b]Capital City:[/b] (Where do all the big government deals go down in your nation?) [b]Governmental Structure:[/b] (This should be a somewhat detailed description, beyond just saying “constitutional monarchy” or “republic” you should describe the actual breakdown of your government, the executive, the legislature, the judiciary, give us some insight in how your nation runs) [b]Ideology:[/b] (Yes, we know the system of government in your nation, but what ideas power the machine? Are your leaders conservative, socialists, liberal, anarchists? Your nation will be home to diverse ideas, or maybe not if suppression is trendy in it, but what’s the leading one?) [b]Head of Government:[/b] (Self-explanatory, hopefully) [b]Head of State:[/b] (Equally self-explanatory) [b]Official Language(s):[/b] (Even though it’s a fake map and a new world, just use real languages. You don’t need to invent a language for our roleplay. We’ll work out new names for them eventually) [b]Terrain:[/b] (Consult the official terrain map to determine this, but provide a more detailed description of what the general landscape of your nation is like) [b]Climate:[/b] (What’s the general climate of your nation like? What are the seasons like, how much perspiration do you get, how sunny is it, etc? Try to follow typical conventions, you won’t be a tropical paradise up north, just like you won’t be a frozen tundra near the middle of the map) [b]Size of Armed Forces:[/b] (During peacetime the size of your armed forces should not exceed 4% of your total population. In wartime, it may double) [b]Distribution of Military Budget:[/b] (Give some numbers that add up to 100% about how the budget allocated to the armed forces is divided between the army, navy, and air force) [b]National Attitude Towards Military:[/b] (How does the average citizen of your nation view the military? Do they view it kindly or as a necessary evil? Realistically, this would affect your nation’s ability to become involved in conflicts that place a strain on the general population) [b]Currency:[/b] (What are the dolla, dolla, dolla bills in your nation called?) [b]Economic System:[/b] (Are you capitalist, socialist, or something else entirely?) [b]Economic Strengths:[/b] (What are major industries in your nation and points of strength? What do you have to offer to the global market?) [b]Economic Weaknesses:[/b] (No nation is perfect economically, what resources do you need to important to survive? How do you rely on the rest of the world?) [b]History:[/b] (As we use a fake map, a lot of your history will be created collaboratively with the nations around you, but what are some basics about your nation? How did it come to be? What are some big events in its history? What is the pre-history of the land you occupy?) [b]Writing Sample:[/b] (Please provide a 300-500 word writing sample. It will be evaluated for grammar and clarity. It should be a realistic post that you might write and put up on our in-character thread. If your application is approved, you may use it as your first post on our in-character thread. In fact, you will be encouraged to do so, please try hard on this area of the application)[/box]

This application was created by Candanadium

Nation Name: Candanadium (Kanadiaans: Kandanadium)

Full Nation Name: Kingdom of Candanadium (Kanadiaans: Königreich Kandanadium)

Territorial Claim: Claim

Population: 45 million

Capital City: New Konigstadt (Kanadiaans: Neu Konigstadt)

Governmental Structure: Semi-constitutional monarchy with a federal parliamentary democracy, monarch serves as head of state and sits in on all parliamentary sessions, head of government is the Chancellor, who is the leader of the government party. Upper house is the King's Privy Council, which serves as the cabinet and the upper house simultaneously, lower house is the House of Commons.

Ideology: The current ruling party, the Constitution Party of Candanadium, is a right-wing libertarian party. The official opposition is the Conservative Party of Candanadium, which is a right-wing authoritarian party. Other parties include the Democratic Party of Candanadium (centre-left), and the Reformist Party of Candanadium (anti-monarchist, republican).

Head of Government: His Majesty, Richard of House Magnar, First of His Name, King of Candanadium, Defender of the Dominion, and Shield of the True North (Shortened to King Richard I von Magnar)

Head of State: The Right Honourable Chancellor, Lord Maxime van Bernier, Lord of the Northern Isles (Shortened to Chancellor Maxime Bernier)

Terrain: Candanadium mainly consists of flatlands and forests, with the north being a barren tundra with minimal resources and population. The shores of Candanadium are mostly rocky cliffs, though there are sandier beaches along the southern coast. Candanadium lacks hills and mountains, with a small mountain range near the southern border.

Climate: Most of Candanadium lives in the south, where temperatures can reach 25 degrees Celsius in Summer and -30 degrees Celsius in the Winter. The north is much colder, with temperatures rarely rising above 10 degrees Celsius even in Summertime.

Size of Armed Forces: 1 800 000 active service members (conscription)

Distribution of Military Budget: 30% Navy, 25% Marine Corps, 20% Army, 30% Air Force.

National Attitude Towards Military: Four years of national service is mandatory for all men in Candanadium, though they may choose the branch and when to enter the service, but they must enter the service between the ages of 18-24. Thus, the military is regarded as an ordinary aspect of modern life, as majority of the population will have had military experience.

Currency: The Candanadian Mark (CDM, C$)

Economic System: Free-market capitalism with minimal government intervention

Economic Strengths: Mining, oil industry, timber industry, luxury goods, arms industry, fishing, and heavy industry.

Economic Weaknesses: Consumer goods, textiles, agriculture, technology, and vehicle manufacturing.

History: November 11, 1782: The native peoples of Candanadium, the Kanadiaans, alongside the many settlers from neighbouring countries decide to set up a government in Candanadium, in order to ensure mutual defence against foreign invasion. November 11 is declared as Remembrance Day, and Konigstadt is declared the capital of Candanadium.

January 20, 1783: After much debate within the Provisional Parliament, it is decided the Candanadium shall become a constitutional monarchy, ruled by a local monarch who will respect the people's wishes. All those of noble blood may put a claim to the new Candanadian Crown. This event is known as the Kingsmoot, and in the end, Edward of House Magnar, born of ancient Viking blood is chosen by popular vote to serve as the first King of Candanadium, Defender of the Dominion, and Shield of the True North. The first chancellor, Robert C. McKenzie is appointed by Parliament. During this time, Parliament is split into the lower and upper houses, which are the House of Commons and the King's Privy Council, respectively.

1850s: During the reign of King Edward III Magnar, large numbers of immigrants migrate to Candanadium. This prompts Parliament to introduce social services provided in English, in order to accommodate the new immigrants. However, this decision proved to be unpopular among the native population, causing large-scale demonstrations and riots in Konigstadt and other cities.

1860: Parliament passes a bill making English an official language alongside Kanadiaans. This triggers riots and civil unrest in the countryside, and tensions are still high.

1862: King Edward III is found dead in his bed at the age of 43, with a letter opener stuck in his throat. The current Chancellor, Wilhelm Schmidt is found guilty of the crime, having been seen sneaking into the royal residence in the dead of night. The Kanadiaans community is in uproar, claiming that the Chancellor is being used as a scapegoat in order to remove Kanadiaans from government positions, however, the settler community sees this as an insult and an attack on the monarchy. Street warfare breaks out, and thus begins the Candanadian Civil War. The Candanadiumian Defence Forces initially side with the crown and the settler Candanadians, however, desertion rates soon skyrocket. The main belligerents in this conflict are the Candanadian Crown (settlers), and the Candanadian Government (Kanadiaans). They become known as the Royals and the Republicans, respectively.

1863: The Great Fire of Konigstadt occurs in the midst of the civil war, causing thousands of civilian and military casualties. The remnants of the Royal Candanadian Government relocates to the small city of Fort Magnar, soon renamed New Konigstadt. Both sides are blamed for the fire, though the causes are still unclear to this day.

1864: The Republicans are forced to relocate to Nordport-by-Ice. Soon, the Siege of Nordport begins, from both land and sea. Later in the year, the Republicans officially surrender, and the country is once more united. King Hans I Magnar issues the first and only royal decree, granting the citizens of Candanadium the right to keep and bear arms, in order to resist a tyrannical government and to prevent a second civil war. Konigstadt is rebuilt, however, the government stays in New Konigstadt. English is kept as a co-official language, and the Kanadiaans language fades into relative obscurity

1870s: Gold and silver are discovered in Candanadium, beginning the Great Candanadian Gold Rush. The mining industry booms, kickstarting the economy, previously crippled by war.

1880s: Oil is discovered in Candanadium, thus starting the massive Candanadian crude oil industry.

1898: Candanadian explorers reach the North Pole, the first to do so in the world.

1955: Candanadium establishes the northernmost permanent human settlement, CDFS Alert.

1966: Candanadium launches its first satellite, Polaris.

1969: Candanadium launches its first manned space mission, Aurora I.

1970: Uranium ore is discovered in Candanadium, prompting construction of nuclear power plants and the testing of nuclear weapons.

1972: Candanadium tests its first nuclear bomb on a small island in the northern archipelago.

1998: The current King of Candanadium, Richard I Magnar, ascends to the throne following the death of his father, William IV Magnar.

2001: Parliament passes Bill I-103, making the education of the Kanadiaans language mandatory within public schools.

2016: The current Chancellor of Candanadium, Maxime Bernier, of the Constitution Party of Candanadium is elected to office with a majority government. The next federal elections will take place in 2021.

(For a history of the Royal Family, please see this factbook.)

Writing Sample:

(Taken from the old RP)

Aboard the RCNS Aurora Borealis, somewhere in the Indian Ocean, two days since the last port call in Cape Town.

Admiral Michael Steiner had always been a man who belonged at sea. He was born on a ferry, when his parents had returned to Iqaluit from a vacation in Nuuk. Growing up near the harbour, he had loved to close his eyes and listen to the sound of the waves crashing against the shore.

His dad had owned a small boat. The Baffin Bay, he’d named it, after the submarine he had served on for seven years. Michael had gotten his fishing licence at age 10, and his boating licence by age 14. At 16, he was proficient in the art of sailing and could name all the parts of a submarine. That’s when he decided he would enroll in the Royal Naval Academy, a mere 20-minute walk from the harbour. His dad had taught there before he retired, and sometimes, he would take Michael to see the RCNS Baffin Bay, which was moored at the pier owned by the Academy. His dad would tell him stories of the men who had served with him and of the places they had been. He would tell Michael of the busting port of Hong Kong with its vibrant night life, the solemn city of Manila, with Akarean flags hanging from every building, and of the historic ports of Copenhagen and Vladivostok and Murmansk. That was when Michael decided he would want nothing more than to serve on a ship in the Royal Candanadiumian Navy.

At age 17, he applied for the Royal Naval Academy and was accepted with a full scholarship. By age 25, he was a young Captain aboard the frigate RCNS Hood as chief navigator. Now, at age 35, he had been all around the world. Michael had sailed past the ruins of Old Taipei and shuddered at the sight of the bombed-out buildings, he had sailed through the freezing Northwest Passage, he had spent many a night drinking and sharing tales with his crew in the pubs and alehouses on the English coast, and he had glimpsed the shimmering northern lights from the bridge of a destroyer. So when he was informed that he would be promoted to the rank of admiral and be given command of Candanadium’s newest ship, a Konigstadt-class aircraft carrier, he had named it Aurora Borealis without a second thought. Since then, he had sailed across the seas, seeing it all from the bridge of his carrier. The Aurora Borealis was his home, and his crew was his family. With the induction of Greenland as a Candanadiumian province, the Aurora Borealis was given the new home port of Nuuk, so that it could sail to either side of the Atlantic on short notice. It was mid-afternoon on the Indian Ocean, and all was calm on the bridge. A CF-18 Hornet fighter was being lowered below deck into the hanger, and nothing was out of place, until the radio suddenly blared with life.

“Aurora, Aurora, this is Hotel Charlie Delta Romeo oh-oh-one with multiple VIP on board, requesting permission to land, over.” A helicopter. Thought Michael. What’s that doing out here on the open sea? The radioman sent a response.

“This is Aurora Bridge. Please specify your purpose and type of VIP.”

“Aurora Bridge, negative. That is on a need-to-know basis.”

“Hotel Charlie Delta Romeo oh-oh-one, you do not have permission to land. Please alter course. This is your first and final warning.”

“Negative, Aurora Bridge. We are under direct orders from New Konigstadt.”

Something suddenly clicked in Michael’s head. The callsign of Charlie Delta was only reserved to aircraft with members of the royal family on board. Michael picked up the command station radio.

“Hotel Charlie Delta Romeo oh-oh-one, this is Aurora Actual. You are cleared for landing.”

“Affirmative, Aurora Actual. Much appreciated.” The radioman looked at him with confusion.

“Sir? With all due respect, why did you give them clearance to land? We have no clue what their purpose is. They’re one of ours for sure, but who’s to say they haven’t been hijacked?”

“If you would recall your time back in Basic Training, Petty Officer Goldberg, you will remember that all aircraft with members of the royal family on board may choose to use the callsign of Charlie Delta. That chopper clearly has a legitimate purpose here.”

“Understood, sir.”

“Very well. Commodore Rosenbaum, you have the bridge. I will receive our unannounced guests myself. Captain Eichstatt, tell the steward to prepare the guest rooms.”

“Aye, sir.”

Michael put his officer’s peaked cap back on, adjusted it, and headed down the stairs to the flight deck. When he had arrived, two shipboard Marines, a corporal and a private were already there, waiting for him. One of them extended to Michael a pair of earmuffs and gestured to the hovering white and blue chopper. The noise was deafening, so Michael took them eagerly. He waited for the helicopter to complete its landing before taking off the earmuffs and walking up to it.

The royal seal, the three maple leaves and crown inside a blue border, was on the tail rotor, with the words KINGDOM OF CANDANADIUM stencilled in blue on the side. The doors opened, and out came a tall, clean-shaven young man in the pixelized camouflage fatigues of the Royal Candanadiumian Marine Corps, complete with beret. Behind him was a girl of fourteen or fifteen, and a civilian in a suit and blue tie. Michael glanced to the Marine’s chest to check his rank, however, in place of a rank badge was the three maple leaves and crown of Candanadium, which identified him as a prince of the royal family. Michael bent the knee.

“Your Highness. I am Admiral Michael Steiner, commanding officer of the RCNS Aurora Borealis.”

“Rise, Admiral Steiner. May I introduce my royal sister, the Princess Ella von Magnar, and the Honourable Minister of Foreign Affairs, Ethan Wagner. I am Crown Prince Herman von Magnar, of the Royal Candanadiumian Marine Corps.” He gestured to the girl behind him and the man in the suit, respectively.

“Your Highness, Minister, welcome aboard. Prince Herman, may I inquire as to the purpose of your visit?”

“You may. Minister?” The minister passed over a brown envelope with the globe, anchor, and wreath of the Royal Candanadiumian Navy on the front.

“These are new orders, straight from the Naval High Command in Iqaluit. If we could discuss matters in private?” The prince asked.

“Certainly. Corporal, escort the princess to one of our guest chambers. See that nobody is informed of her presence.” The princess glanced at her brother uncertainly, who gave her a nod. The marines strode off with her between them. Michael headed to the elevator which led to his quarters, right below the bridge.

“Is this your first time aboard the Aurora, Your Highness?”

“It is, though I have served briefly on the King William as shipboard security. I see that she’s in the strike group now?”

“She is. A fine ship, named after a fine man.” The elevator arrived, and they were greeted by the sight of the Admiral’s spacious quarters. A steward approached Michael.

“Sir, there’s been a message from the Amurrian fleet blockading Ebrilond.” The steward handed over a printed page.

“They’ve sent us two additional missile cruisers as an escort. They’ll launch two flares each, one orange and one red when they approach. Seaman, stay. I will be writing a response. Your Highness, please excuse me.”

“Of course.” Michael briskly strode over to his desk and wrote.

To the Admiral of the Amurrian Fleet,
I have received the message. Our carrier strike group contains three surface ships, which are the aircraft carrier, RCNS Aurora Borealis, the RCNS Konigstadt, a destroyer, the RCNS King William, a supply ship, as well as two submarines, the RCNS Longclaw and the RCNS Polaris. Once we have observed your flares, we shall launch four flares from the RCNS Aurora Borealis, two blue and two red. We are two days out of Cape Town, and we are currently in the Indian Ocean.

Signed,
Admiral Michael Steiner, Commander of the RCNS Aurora Borealis and Admiral of the 3rd Atlantic Fleet.

“Have this delivered to the Amurrians.”

“Aye, sir.” The steward left. The prince and the minister came in and pulled up chairs at Michael’s desk.

“Admiral, what are your two highest ranking officers aboard this ship?” Asked the minister.

"That would be Commodore Rosenbaum and Rear Admiral Bjornsson."

"Very well. Summon them, as well as the head of the Marine detachment." Michael picked up his telephone.

"Send Commoore Rosenbaum, Rear Admiral Bjornsson, and Marine Captain Pullman to my quarters immediately."

"While they're making their way down, perhaps you'd like to look over the new orders?" Asked Prince Herman. Michael opened the brown envelope and drew out a sheet of paper.

CLASSIFIED
To Admiral MICHAEL STEINER, Commander of the RCNS Aurora Borealis and Admiral of the 3rd Atlantic Fleet,

Your new orders are to sail to the Ebrilondian coast, but remain in international waters. You are to link up with the Imperial Navy in the region and conduct patrol exercises. Meanwhile, the Crown Prince has been sent to the Aurora to deliver these orders and to partake in OPERATION HUDSON BAY, which will be the code name for the rescue mission on Princess Ebrilon Tossa, last surviving member of the Ebrilondian royal family and rightful heir to the throne. You are to send a small task force comprising of around 20 seasoned Marines and naval infantry, including Prince Herman, to link up with the monarchist resistance in Tasmania in order to extract the princess. The Princess Ella von Magnar has been sent to keep her company. Nobody is to be informed of this operation except for your two highest ranking officers and the Marine commander on board. Good luck, and godspeed.

Supreme Naval Command
Iqaluit, Candanadium
DISPOSE OF LETTER AFTER READING

Expansion Application:

Code: Select all: [box][b]Nation Name:[/b] [b]Why?[/b] (Why are you expanding? What in-characters justifications do you have to expand your claim? Wanton or frivolous reasons like “I want more population” will not be approved and any attempts at expansion for such a childish cause will be denied) [b]How?[/b] (How do you plan to expand in-character? Will military force be used? Will diplomatic attempts be made?) [b]What?[/b] (As in what is the land you’re expanding into like? Is it an anarchical state? Is it a peaceful farming area? Is it a feudal state ruled by a cruel king?) [b]What roadblocks will you encounter?[/b] (These roadblocks must be created by you. You may know that another player will oppose your expansion, but you must present realistic opposition within your own posts too. Will local militias fight back? Will citizens rally against your leaders once the land is secured?) [b]Expanded Claim:[/b] (Please post an image indicating your expanded claim)[/box]

by **Saint Ryvern** » Sun Feb 03, 2019 9:04 pm

Certain areas of our roleplay are yet undetermined, due to this please leave the population section of your application blank, for now.

by **Candanadium** » Sun Feb 03, 2019 9:11 pm

New Claim Application:

Nation Name: Candanadium (Kanadiaans: Kandanadium)

Full Nation Name: Kingdom of Candanadium (Kanadiaans: Königreich Kandanadium)

Territorial Claim:

Population: 45 million

Capital City: New Konigstadt (Kanadiaans: Neu Konigstadt)

Governmental Structure: Semi-constitutional monarchy with a federal parliamentary democracy, monarch serves as head of state and sits in on all parliamentary sessions, head of government is the Chancellor, who is the leader of the government party. Upper house is the King's Privy Council, which serves as the cabinet and the upper house simultaneously, lower house is the House of Commons.

Ideology: The current ruling party, the Constitution Party of Candanadium, is a right-wing libertarian party. The official opposition is the Conservative Party of Candanadium, which is a right-wing authoritarian party. Other parties include the Democratic Party of Candanadium (centre-left), and the Reformist Party of Candanadium (anti-monarchist, republican).

Head of State: His Majesty, William of House Magnar, Third of His Name, King of Candanadium, Defender of the Dominion, and Shield of the True North (Shortened to King William III von Magnar)

Head of Government : The Right Honourable Chancellor, Lord Maxime van Bernier, Lord of the Northern Isles (Shortened to Chancellor Maxime Bernier)

Official Languages: English, Kanadiaans (German)

Terrain: Candanadium mainly consists of flatlands and forests, with the north being a barren tundra with minimal resources and population. The shores of Candanadium are mostly rocky cliffs, though there are sandier beaches along the southern coast. Candanadium lacks hills and mountains, with a small mountain range near the southern border.

Climate: Most of Candanadium lives in the south, where temperatures can reach 25 degrees Celsius in Summer and -30 degrees Celsius in the Winter. The north is much colder, with temperatures rarely rising above 10 degrees Celsius even in Summertime.

Size of Armed Forces: 1 800 000 active service members (conscription)

Distribution of Military Budget: 30% Navy, 25% Marine Corps, 20% Army, 25% Air Force.

National Attitude Towards Military: Four years of national service is mandatory for all men in Candanadium, though they may choose the branch and when to enter the service, but they must enter the service between the ages of 18-24. Thus, the military is regarded as an ordinary aspect of modern life, as majority of the population will have had military experience.

Currency: The Candanadian Mark (CDM, C$)

Economic System: Free-market capitalism with minimal government intervention

Economic Strengths: Mining, oil industry, timber industry, luxury goods, arms industry, fishing, and heavy industry.

Economic Weaknesses: Consumer goods, textiles, agriculture, technology, and vehicle manufacturing.

History: November 11, 1782: The native peoples of Candanadium, the Kanadiaans, alongside the many settlers from neighbouring countries decide to set up a government in Candanadium, in order to ensure mutual defence against foreign invasion. November 11 is declared as Remembrance Day, and Konigstadt is declared the capital of Candanadium.

Pre-history: Candanadium is settled by Oseanian explorers and raiders, who become known as the Kanadiaans people. They establish the cities of Kannatia and Old Konigstadt.

11th-18th centuries: Candanadium is ruled by a series of feudal states, ranging in size and power. A series of small conflicts, including the Caskhomirian-Belkhomirian War, happen during this time.

January 20, 1783: After much debate within the Provisional Parliament, set up by the Lords of Magnar and Fischer, it is decided the Candanadium shall become a constitutional monarchy, ruled by a local monarch who will respect the people's wishes. All feudal states may join the newly created Kingdom, and all those of noble blood may put a claim to the new Candanadian Crown. This event is known as the Kingsmoot, and in the end, Edward of House Magnar, born of ancient Viking blood is chosen by popular vote to serve as the first King of Candanadium, Defender of the Dominion, and Shield of the True North. The first chancellor, Robert C. McKenzie is appointed by Parliament. During this time, Parliament is split into the lower and upper houses, which are the House of Commons and the King's Privy Council, respectively.

1850s: During the reign of King Edward III Magnar, large numbers of immigrants migrate to Candanadium. This prompts Parliament to introduce social services provided in English, in order to accommodate the new immigrants. However, this decision proved to be unpopular among the native population, causing large-scale demonstrations and riots in Konigstadt and other cities.

1860: Parliament passes a bill making English an official language alongside Kanadiaans. This triggers riots and civil unrest in the countryside, and tensions are still high.

1862: King Edward III is found dead in his bed at the age of 43, with a letter opener stuck in his throat. The current Chancellor, Wilhelm Schmidt is found guilty of the crime, having been seen sneaking into the royal residence in the dead of night. The Kanadiaans community is in uproar, claiming that the Chancellor is being used as a scapegoat in order to remove Kanadiaans from government positions, however, the settler community sees this as an insult and an attack on the monarchy. Street warfare breaks out, and thus begins the Candanadian Civil War. The Candanadiumian Defence Forces initially side with the crown and the settler Candanadians, however, desertion rates soon skyrocket. The main belligerents in this conflict are the Candanadian Crown (settlers), and the Candanadian Government (Kanadiaans). They become known as the Royals and the Republicans, respectively.

1863: The Great Fire of Konigstadt occurs in the midst of the civil war, causing thousands of civilian and military casualties. The remnants of the Royal Candanadian Government relocates to the small city of Fort Magnar, soon renamed New Konigstadt. Both sides are blamed for the fire, though the causes are still unclear to this day.

1864: The Republicans are forced to relocate to Nordport-by-Ice. Soon, the Siege of Nordport begins, from both land and sea. Later in the year, the Republicans officially surrender, and the country is once more united. King Hans I Magnar issues the first and only royal decree, granting the citizens of Candanadium the right to keep and bear arms, in order to resist a tyrannical government and to prevent a second civil war. Konigstadt is rebuilt, however, the government stays in New Konigstadt. English is kept as a co-official language, and the Kanadiaans language fades into relative obscurity

1870s: Gold and silver are discovered in Candanadium, beginning the Great Candanadian Gold Rush. The mining industry booms, kickstarting the economy, previously crippled by war.

1880s: Oil is discovered in Candanadium, thus starting the massive Candanadian crude oil industry.

1898: Candanadian explorers reach the North Pole, the first to do so in the world.

1940: The New Konigstadt Pact is created.

(History from here on is not canon as of yet)

1955: Candanadium establishes the northernmost permanent human settlement, CDFS Alert.

1966: Candanadium launches its first satellite, Polaris.

1969: Candanadium launches its first manned space mission, Aurora I.

1970: Uranium ore is discovered in Candanadium, prompting construction of nuclear power plants and the testing of nuclear weapons.

1972: Candanadium tests its first nuclear bomb on a small island in the northern archipelago.

1998: King Richard I Magnar, ascends to the throne following the death of his father, William IV Magnar.

2001: Parliament passes Bill I-103, making the education of the Kanadiaans language mandatory within public schools.

(For a history of the Royal Family, please see this factbook.)

Writing Sample:

(Taken from the old RP)

House of Commons Chamber, Parliament Hill, New Konigstadt, CCR, Candanadium

"Order. I would like to begin the second reading on the adoption of Bill C-97, 'Addressing the Issue of Arranged Marriages', made by the Honourable Member for Iqaluit-Central." The Speaker of the House announced, as he drew up the document.

Bill C-97
Addressing the Issue of Arranged Marriages
Submitted by: The Honourable Member for Iqaluit-Central

The House of Commons,

Fully aware that arranged marriages between noble families have been a tradition ever since the founding of Candanadium,
Alarmed that five arranged marriages have taken place in the past five years, according to the Ministry of Civil Affairs, and all of those marriages were later terminated,
Concerned about the well-being of both parties involved in arranged marriages, as most individuals in arranged marriages do not know the other party,
Noting with satisfaction that most noble houses, including House Magnar, House Eisenschild, and House Brimmhalle have not made arranged marriages since the last hundred years,
Staunchly believing that the concept of arranged marriages violates individual liberty and is no longer needed in the modern world,

Thus calls for a ban on all forms of arranged marriages in Candanadium.

"The Honourable Member for Iqaluit-Central has the floor." The Speaker announced.

"Thank you, Mr. Speaker. I would like to begin by expressing my belief that arranged marriages have no place in modern day Candanadium. Mr. Speaker, the Constitution Party greatly values the concept of individual liberty while preserving our best historical traditions, however, arranged marriages is not one of them. Arranged marriages, Mr. Speaker, violates the rights of every Candanadian to life and liberty. While arranged marriages have been a major part in our past, it is simply not relevant any more to have arranged marriages in our modern Candanadian society. Thank you."

"The Honourable Leader of the Opposition." The Speaker announced, as the Leader of the Opposition rose. He was a tall, heavy-set man with pudgy cheeks.

"Thank you Mr. Speaker. Mr. Speaker, I have no doubts that my colleagues on the other side of the aisle believe they are acting in the best interests of democracy and liberty. However, I must emphasize that arranged marriages have not been relevant for more than a hundred years. According to the Ministry of Civil Affairs, only five arranged marriages have been made during the past five years, and none of them were successful. Mr. Speaker, a ban on arranged marriages is simply not needed. Our government is already overladen with bureaucracy, and it would be in our best interests to lessen the burdens of the Ministry of Civil Affairs. Thank you."

You sneaky bastard. Thought Maxime. He was using the tactics of the Constitution Party against them, by making promises of small government. He moved to raise his placard, but decided against it. He saw the leader of the Democratic Party do so, however, which was unusual.

"The Honourable Member for Nuuk-Outlying Islands." The leader of the Democratic Party's seat was Nuuk-Outlying Islands, a region known to be exceedingly liberal.

"Mr. Speaker, I fear that for once we must agree with our friends in the government." The chamber broke into laughter.

"Order. The Honourable Member for Nuuk-Outlying Islands has the floor."

"We agree that the outdated tradition of arranged marriages should no longer be used as an excuse for sons and daughters of noblemen to be used as political pawns. This is the first step in making sure that noblemen are removed from politics, I'm sure the Honourable Minister of Information and Communications and the Right Honourable Chancellor can both agree." The Democratic Party burst into laughter. The Minister of Information and Communications was Elliott von Eisenschild, younger brother to the current Lord Eisenschild. Maxime raised his own placard, and the Speaker nodded at him.

"Order. The Honourable Members for Nuuk-Outlying Islands and Prince Christian Sound will come to order. The Member for Nuuk-Outlying Islands is reminded that personal attacks are not tolerated in this chamber. The Right Honourable Chancellor has the floor." Maxime rose.

"Mr. Speaker, although I appreciate the support of the Democratic Party, I am inclined to remind the Speaker that I myself am not of noble birth. I was raised to nobility under the late King William IV. Now that we have clarified my birth, I would like to ask the Democratic Party if they really have stooped so low that they prioritize edging noblemen out of their elected positions over individual liberty? Surely the Democratic Party is better than that?" His own party applauded him as he sat down. The Democratic Party's leader's face was flushed, and he did not raise his own placard in retort. Maxime saw a few more placards go up on the other side of the house.

"The Honourable Member for Greater Polaris." The Speaker announced. The Member for Greater Polaris was the leader of the Reformist Party, noted anti-monarchists. Maxime had a gut feeling that they were being funded by some foreign power, but he kept that largely to himself.

"Mr. Speaker, I would like to applaud the Member for Iqaluit-Central for writing such a commendable bill. The Reformist Party is in full support of this bill, as we believe this will be the first of many changes to rid the nation of our monarchist burden. Thank you." The Reformist's speech was short, but Maxime was worried. The anti-monarchist parties were supporting this bill for the wrong reasons. He had to make another speech at the end to clarify their stance, otherwise the media would be all over this juicy scoop about the Constitution Party apparently changing direction. He saw one of the backbenchers raise his placard.

"The Honourable Member for Guantanamo City." The Speaker said. The only MP representing the Socialist Party was the one representing Guantanamo City, though the member for Greater Guantanamo was a staunch Conservative. The Member for Guantanamo City was a dark-skinned Cuban native, with a slight Spanish accent to his speech.

"Thank you, Comrade Speaker. Comrades, we must throw off the burdens of monarchism, tradition, and capitalism by eradicating archaic practices. The Comrades of the Socialist Party are in full support of this bill, just like our Comrades in the Reformist and Democratic Parties. Thank you, and glory to the proletariat." It was hard to tell if the Member for Guantanamo City was a serious Socialist or putting on a show, though it did not matter to Maxime. To him, the only good socialist was a dead one, or a mute one. The Speaker glared disapprovingly at the Member for Guantanamo City, then rose and spoke.

"The Honourable Member for Guantanamo City is reminded to address the Speaker as 'Mr. Speaker', and to refrain from addressing other members directly. We will now entertain one more Member before moving into voting procedures. Are there any in the House at this time?" Maxime raised his placard.

"The Right Honourable Chancellor has the floor." Maxime rose again, cleared his throat, and spoke.

"Thank you Mr. Speaker. I would like to remind the House that the purpose of this bill is to repeal a practice which infringes upon individual liberty and the freedom of choice, not to rid the nation of monarchism or to tear down our traditions. Although I appreciate the support, I wish to remind the House of the clear distinction between upholding libertarian values and destroying our heritage. Thank you." Maxime signalled the pages for a glass of water as the House moved into voting procedures. I need a vacation, he thought. He had spent the past few nights in hotel rooms and on planes, and he missed Deepwood Hall, the residence of the Chancellor. It would be good to see his kids again.

by **Rostokia** » Mon Feb 04, 2019 2:38 am

Nation Name: Rostokia

Full Nation Name: United Greater Regions of Rostokia

Territorial Claim:

Population: 50.4 Million

Capital City: Zanderberg City

Governmental Structure: Federal Republic with a twist of Confederacy. The President is the Head of the Government and state. The Upper house is the Zanderbergen Circle, which serves as the Cabinet. And the Lower house is the Tribal Confederacy, which serves as the link between the different communities of the nation in order to help voice out opinions.

Ideology: The Current ruling party, the Rostokian Front has Centrist views. They believe in both a strong economy as well as a strong united citizen base.

Head of Government: President Casmond Wellington

Head of State: President Casmond Wellington

Official Language(s): English, Afrikaans, Zulu, Xhosa

Terrain: Southern African Style Bush terrain and savanna. A Few mountains located around the nation and a few jungles as well. Rich Ground for Agriculture is also located in Rostokia.

Climate: Very Hot in Most Regions, humid at times, in the Highest point of Rostokia, there is winter. Tropical weather conditions as well.

Size of Armed Forces: 1 200 000 Million Soldiers [Conscripted]

Distribution of Military Budget: 40% Army, 30% Air Force, 30% Navy

National Attitude Towards Military: Conscription is Mandatory for Males aged 18-24. The Military is seen as the defenders of Rostokia, and at times are even held at High Regard. In Certain tribes, being an Officer in the Military is seen as a Great Honour. This Results in some soldiers returning to sign on after National Service.

Currency: Rondel.

Economic System: Capitalist, Free market with Slight Intervention by the Government. [Private Militaries are HEAVILY Supervised by the Ministry of Defence]

Economic Strengths: Arms Manufacturing, Agriculture, Tourism [from savannas], Private Military and Security Services, Infocomm Technologies, Oil.

Economic Weaknesses: Textiles, Automotive Industry, Mining, Rare Earth Minerals, Consumer Items

History: September 1772: White Settlers arrived in the Southern Part of a Southern Continent. From there they discovered Local Tribes living there. A Few Skirmishes occured but both parties soon came to realise that there was no point in constant conflict, thus a Permanent Settlement was founded near the Coast, naming it The Coast Town.

November 1789: The Settlement expands and begins trade with the native tribes around the area. Tribesmen are allowed to enter the settlement and begin to adopt the Western-Style clothing and culture. The City expands by 1800.

February 1810: The Tribal Wars begin. The Zulkuzi Tribe is accused of killing the Chief of the Khasoian Tribe. Fierce fighting begin these tribes begin in 4th February 1810. The Coast Town Militia is deployed to help cease the fighting between both tribes. A Few Warriors from Allied or Merged Tribes assist the Militia. During the Battle of the Green Bush, General Ivan Smith managed to convinced the two tribes to halt fighting. 3,100 Zulkuzis were killed, 2,340 Khasoians were killed while 200 Militiamen were killed.

May 1820: The Coast Town Civil War Begins. Infighting between politicians erupts into a Settlement-Wide Civil War. Several Tribes were forced to relocate and 10,200 Rostokians die during the war.

December 1853: The Settlement of Coast Town begins feeling a sense of National Identity. The Tribes once again return back to Coast Town after the Civil War and begin rebuilding. From the Ashes, rises Garrett Hendricks, A Vocal Politician who has volunteered to create a Centralised Nation in order to stop the Infighting.

November 11th, 1854: On the 11th of November, an Independent State the Union of Rostokia was born. With President Garrett Hendricks, the Rostokian Identity begins taking shape. The New Nation is Divided into 4 Major regions: Kalunga, Coast Town, Xhasia and Kwa-Zulkuzi.

March 1876: The Great Gold Rush begins.

March 1889: The Gold Rush Ends.

January 1902: President Amani Zakuma is assasinated by Terrorists.

August 1945: The Rostokian Defense Forces launch an Invasion of the Zeon Islands. [The Island located on the Southeast of the Rostokian Claim.

May 1967: The Rostokians Detonates their First Nuke.

July 1968: The Rostokians send a man to space.

October 1977: President Moba Dekanga is sworn in as President.

December 1979: Moba Dekanga instigates a race war with surrounding Nations. Angry Locals from Rostokia launch a brutal counter-insurgency to overthrow Moba Dekanga. The Rostokian Bush War Begins.

June 1981: Moba Dekanga is killed by Special Forces.

February 1984: The Rostokians recover greatly from the war. 1984 is called "The Greatest Year in Rostokian History".

May 2004: The Rostokians experience their First Snowfall in 15 Years.

June 2017: Rostokia is considered one of the Greatest Powers in its Continent.

Writing Sample:

Taken From Previous RP:

1PM Local Time.
Location: Somewhere in the bushes of Southern Africa.
Unit: Rostokian Special Operations Task Force Team I.
Callsign: "Locke".

"Get ready to open your chutes! We'll be dropping down in 5 Minutes! So hold on to your small sacks." said the Team Commander.

Operasie Princeton or Operation Princeton, is the codename for the training exercise invloving multiple units of the Rostokian Defense Forces. A Few of these units have participated in the recent Bush War against Terrorist Guerillas in the State of Zonas, therefore experience made the exercise much more easier for them.

"Locke" Jumped off the transport aircraft. He then opened his chute, which kept him in the air for a good 10 Minutes. Afterwards, he landed on the ground. Grunting, he picked up his heavily modified Rokcter R4 Assault Rifle and went onto prone position. His teammates soon joined up with him, and a passing APC picked them up. "We need to push up! Use the APCs for cover!"

"Not yet!"

"Don't Fire!"

"Its firing!", The Rocket Artillery took Aim.

"Go! Go! Go!" Multiple Troops stormed up the hill with their Default R4 Assault Rifles. Donning Nutria Brown Camouflage Colours, they look like a bunch of soldiers covered in mud rushing up the hill. The Rostokian Army is Diverse, with no segregation at all.

"You are holding the glory of the Orange and Blue Flag! Push Forward!" Shouts the Sergeant.

Meanwhile, "Locke" and his team climbed the hill using an alternative path. Their objective: ELIMINATE THE ENEMY COMMANDER. As they reached the top, they quietly moved around to look for the Enemy Commander. After a good 5 Minutes, they located the commander. "Locke" Goes into prone.

Locke: "Enemy Commander Spotted. Proceeding to take him out."

High Command: "Cleared for shot."

Locke Pulls the trigger.

Locke: "Clear."

The exercise is a success. Objective completed. The Special Operations Task Force team all board the APC to head back to base.

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2PM Local Time.
Location: Zanderberg, the Capital Building.
Notable People: President Oswald Hendrik.

Standing in front of the Capitol Building on a podium is President Oswald Hendrik. He clears his throat as he prepares to give a speech.

"My Fellow Rostokians. I know that we have seen a long time of peace and tranquility in our nation. However, outside of Rostokia, there is a bigger threat looming around. Now I won't say that I want to declare war on these nations. However, The Pretorian Circle and The Ministry of Defence has all agreed on sending a few troops as part of an International Peacekeeping force. All I ask for you is your support,I know times have been slighty tough but I believe we can do this. We can prove that we can have a name in the International Stage. For Generations, our ancestors have fought off multiple invaders and we are the living proof of that. Those sacrifices made during the Bush War are also examples of our countrymen giving their lives for their country and peace! If they can do it, why can't you! My Brothers and sisters, let us prove ourselves on the world stage! Together, we can make Rostokia great Again!
Glorie Aan Rostokia!"

The crowd cheers on with glee. Some of them declaring this as a form of "Nationalist Act".

"Thank you." The President Replies.

On the same day, the Rostokian Government Sends a letter to the UN requesting to join their Peacekeeping Force.

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6PM Local Time.
Location: Camp Bulawayo.
Unit: 45th Armoured Battalion.
Profile: Henri Alan Djrik, Corporal, Tank Gunner

From a text from a young man to his family.

Monday
Dear Mother, how are you doing? It has been a while since I last texted you. I hope you and Papa are okay. Anyways, have you heard the President's speech in the Capital this Afternoon? It was amazing to me! In fact, I volunteered to join the Rostokian Peacekeeping Forces should it be ever needed. Training is actually kind of tough to me, we had to spend countless hours in the Bushes of Rhodesia. We suffer alot as a tank crewman especially, since the tank is very warm! Also, we been training in Amphibious warfare tactics, which makes it even fun because our Tank can float! By Also Joining the Peacekeeping Force, I feel proud as we are Serving the Country! Anyways, I have to go now, you won't hear from me for another 3 Months. Bye!

More young men like Henri joined the Defense Forces after the speech made by President Oswald. For now until confirmation, the Rostokian Peacekeeping Forces or "REOPEF" is formed in Bulawayo as a temporary group until given approval by the United Nations.

by **Amurrria** » Mon Feb 04, 2019 4:14 am

Nation Name: Amurria

Full Nation Name: United Kingdom of Amurria, Nichiria, Koria and Isaruntaria (English)
Chi-Uniten no Amuria, Nichiria, Koria, Isaruntaria (Amurrian)

Territorial Claim:

Population: 61,000,500

Capital City:
Government Capital: Amuru
Cultural Capital: Ruma

Governmental Structure: Absolutist Monarchy with democratic tendencies. The supreme authority is the Emperor, King of Amuria. The Nation has a Congress with limited power, which votes on laws regarding the administrative divisions and law-making of the Empire. The Empire also has a Prime-Minister, which is appointed by the Emperor, and serves a 4-year term.

Ideology: Conservative with progressive tendencies

Head of Government: Emperor Jax Yatamo / Prime-Minister Asano Isuzu

Head of State: Emperor Jax Yatamo

Official Language(s): Amurrian

Terrain: In the middle of the central island there is a 4 kilometer tall volcanic mountain, which descends into plains and farmlands.

Climate: Temperate Oceanic, with Equatorial influences.

Size of Armed Forces: 2.4 million

Distribution of Military Budget: 40% Air Force, 35% Navy, 25% Army

National Attitude Towards Military: "Serving in the Armed Forces is the highest honor a citizen can achieve! JOIN NOW!"

Currency: Amurrian Yen

Economic System: Capitalist with Socialist tendencies (Free Healthcare, Minimum Wage, 8-hour work day)

Economic Strengths: Good manufacturing industry, agriculture and fishing industry, vehicle manufacturing, ship building.

Economic Weaknesses: The islands do not have enough oil and metal to sustain a self-sufficient industry.

History: 0 IY: The Empire was founded by the legendary first Emperor.

660 IY: First contact with foreign traders from the nearby islands.

1000 IY: Final unification of the main island group.

1260 IY: Conquest of the Nichiria islands.

1450 IY: Conquest of the Isarunta Kingdom.

2000 IY: Conquest of the Kochi Islands.

2100 IY - 2500 IY: The Amuru Period, during which the Empire was isolating itself from the rest of the world.

2540 IY: First introduction of modern industrial techniques in the Empire.

2550 IY: First Zeppelin, called "Aeroshi" is built.

2550 IY: Emperor Jax Yatamo is crowned Emperor of Amurria.

Writing Sample:

Amurria wrote:
"As you may know, New Osaka is among the most populated cities in the Empire, and one of the newest, the first brick building being built in 1979. Soon it became an economical center, and it's placement on islands has earned it the nickname of New Venice. While the city itself is beautiful, the lives of it's inhabitants aren't. The quality of life depends on which district you live in. For example, if you live in the Business District, your life is pretty good, enjoying many technological advances, meanwhile if you live in the Chinese District, you'll barely have access to basic needs, and your life will be spent working in the mineral mines, or countless vertical plantations. If you manage to somehow live a good life there, as in you have a roof over your head, running water and electricity, and a well paid job, by that District's standards at least, you'll have to put up with the sound made by the still working water pumps, or the planes landing or taking off from the nearby airport, the only airport in the city, named the Meiji International Airport. Overall, life in New Osaka depends on which District you live in. But there are also many things to see in New Osaka. For example the Imperial Palace there is one of the most modern ones in the Empire, and is also able to house almost 1 million people in case of a war. That's where you'll stay during this trip. You'll be free to visit the city once the government meeting is finished.

Anyway, enjoy the visit to the city, and I wish you luck.
Emperor Jax Yamato, House of Edo, Empire of Amurria"

She looked out the plane window as she finished reading the letter. As the plane was descending, the skyscrapers of New Osaka came into view, reflecting the light of the weakened autumn sun. "Always with the formalities. But well, I shouldn't complain. After all, this is the first time something like this happens." she mumbled. Asano Isuzu, the Prime Minister of the Empire of Amurria, was to represent the Emperor, who was on his way to Vladivostok, in a meeting with the heads of the Great Six Houses. The meeting was held in New Osaka, in the New Osaka Tower.

New Osaka, 28th October 2018, 13:04 PM

As soon as she got out of the airport, what could only be described as an army of journalists seemed to appear out of nowhere, asking her countless questions, most of which couldn't be understood because they were talking over each other, until a group of Imperial Soldiers got out of two black jeeps.
"The Prime Minister cannot answer questions at this time." said their captain as he escorted her to a short limousine.
"Why the escort jeeps?" she asked.
"We're going through the Chinese District."
When she got in, the convoy began moving slowly through the traffic. The main route between the airport and the city-proper was destroyed by what appeared to be a timed bomb, claiming the lives of 300 citizens. Thus the other route was through the Chinese District, so the army set up a clear route through the area, guarding the road. A clearing was made for the convoy to pass, away from the road used by the rest of the civilians. This route was going through the middle of the District, to the abandoned metro station.

As they reached the station a bomb exploded underneath the second military jeep, setting it on flames.
"N.O. Command, prepare to bring the metro, together with reinforcements, I suspect there are enemies in the area."
"Understood, Rising Sun, make sure the Prime Minister is not hurt."
"Roger that."

The convoy stopped, and, as silence fell, the cars were shot from all sides, almost penetrating the bulletproof cover. When the shooting stopped, the soldiers got out of the jeep and escorted Isuzu to the entrance in the metro station. As soon as the first soldier stepped inside the station, he was shot. The group took cover behind a wall, preparing to hold out until the metro arrives. The captain took out a detonator and, seeing that the Chinese gangsters were beginning to search the cars, detonated them. He then shot the closing mechanism of the metro station door, causing it to fall, creating a sound that echoed all around the station.
"You can look around, just don't get too far from the platform where the metro train will arrive."
"Sure." she said.
Looking on the walls of the station, there was a poster, almost ripped off, showing an Amurrian citizen, in the background skyscrapers, and a Chinese worker, with factories in the background, shaking hands. Under the image there was a text saying the following: Together, for a brighter future! We welcome the Chinese into our great city, in the great year of 1981! Banging was heard on the other side of the metal door, and looking into the tunnel, a powerful light appeared. The metro has arrived.

Out of it came a squad of spec-ops soldiers, who were quick to escort the P.M. to the metro.
"N.O. Command, the package is secure. You may start the train. Get her out of here."
The metro started moving, and a few minutes later it was outside the Chinese District, in the Business District. On a TV screen inside it were shown today's news. The most important of them was the following:

Breaking News: The M.I. Airport - New Osaka Business District Bridge was destroyed in what appears to be a terrorist bombing! 300 assumed to be dead! 920 wounded!
A provisional route for access to the city was created through the Chinese District, but minutes later it was attacked by Chinese gangs. Until the situation was stabilized, it is estimated that 26 people have died in the shooting.

Soon she reached the Imperial Palace, where she immediately was consulted by a special medical team. Due to this attack, the meeting was postponed until tomorrow, and the Imperial Island entered under lock down. A few hours later the bridge was repaired, and as soon as every Amurrian citizen was evacuated from the Chinese District, a bombardment of the area began, clearing out the possible hide-outs. Parts of the district were turned to rubble, and military patrols were deployed on the border between it and the rest of the city.

This is a dark day for the Empire of Amurria.

by **Candanadium** » Mon Feb 04, 2019 6:54 am

Amurria and Rostokia's applications have been accepted. The map will be updated shortly.

by **Saint Ryvern** » Mon Feb 04, 2019 9:46 am

Nation Name: Ryvern
Full Nation Name: Unified Tribes of Ryvern
Territorial Claim: Claim in green
Population:
Capital City: Kituo
Governmental Structure: Ryvern is composed of 36 different tribes, unified under one central government. Each tribe has a ruling family, with a patriarch or matriarch, that nominates one legislator to serve their tribe in the National Assembly. Each tribal district, the area ruled over by one leader, elects an additional official to represent itself in the national assembly. The tribe leaders also elect the head of state and government, the Kilele. The Kilele appoints necessary officials to help the country run smoothly, working closely with the legislature, the Dhoruba, to guide Ryvern to success.
Ideology: More conservative in the Dhoruba, but the Kilele recognized the growing liberalism in the nation and had begun implementing reforms.
Head of Government: Amaziah Tendaji
Head of State: Amaziah Tendaji
Official Language(s): Nhorabu (Swahili), Giscan (Arabic)
Terrain: Ryvern is mostly flat land, though some areas of the nation dip below sea level, at these places the soil is nutrient rich and good for farming. Urbanization has wiped out much of the farmland near the coasts, but more inland there are rows of crops for miles. There are no soaring mountain peaks in Saint Ryvern, but there are several beautiful lakes, deep and sprawling fresh bodies of water, throughout the country. There are many small islands across the nation too.
Climate: Across the country the climate is relatively similar, in the warm months it can peak at 35 Celsius and in the cooler months it can reach as low as -5 Celsius. There is an optimal growing season that farmers tend to take advantage of, as the majority of the rainfall generally comes during the summer months.
Size of Armed Forces:
Distribution of Military Budget: 30% Land Forces, 60% Navy, 10% Air Force
National Attitude Towards Military: The citizens of Ryvern view the armed forces as a great source of pride for their nation, particularly the navy. As a seafaring country, navy men are valued highly for their service and commitment to the sea. Land operatives are viewed with respect, but are not as highly praised in popular culture as their watery counterparts. Meanwhile, the Air Force is viewed with slight disdain, a necessary evil, if it necessary at all.
Currency: Ngao
Economic System: Free-market capitalism with minimal government intervention
Economic Strengths: Ryvern benefits greatly from its location on the globe, it stands as an important trade hub with vibrant markets where goods from around the world are exchanged; industrial goods, the nation, particularly cities on the coast, are home to many factories that produce many goods that fill the ships leaving Ryvern; fishing and whaling, as a seafaring culture Ryvern does a lot of work on the open sea; arms manufacturing, the factories in Ryvern’s major cities do more than make basic goods for the world, they make guns and other weapons; the manufacturing of so many goods in Ryvern is possible thanks to plentiful deposits of iron ore, coal, and oil throughout the nation
Economic Weaknesses: Foodstuffs; timber; luxury goods; textiles; other metal besides iron
History: 998 AD: After centuries of petty squabbling between local tribes, the Ryvern tribe seizes control of sizable tracts of land near the tip of the peninsula on the western edges of the continent. Their leaders implement a monetary system between the tribes and construct simple roads connecting towns.

1025 AD: To the south of the Ryvern tribe, which has increased in power and size, the Sima tribe and several others grow increasingly uncomfortable with the rising prominence of their northern neighbours. They begin attacking outlying villages of the Ryvern Empire, as it is classified at this point, rallying their warriors together to disrupt the growing power.

1030-1045 AD: A long and bloody war begins between the Ryvern Empire and Sima Alliance, many warriors lose their lives but at the end of the conflict the Ryvern Empire has secured almost half of the peninsula.

1070-1200 AD: Driven to the regional juggernaut by poverty, many smaller tribes to the east of the Ryvern Empire are integrated into the nation to benefit from its extensive trade network and the protection it can offer. Through leveraging, conquest, or peaceful integration the Ryvern Empire secures many of its current eastern holdings. At this point, the nation is ruled by a small council of men and women descended from those who originally unified the Ryvern tribe. Through its connection to the sea, citizens of the empire travel throughout the world and share its good, bringing many foreign products back to their land.

1230 AD: The first known conflict between Ryvernian civilian vessels and Ghis military craft. The tribe of Ghis is a smaller, but equally populous tribe across the narrow passage separating the Ryvern Empire from the mainland of the western continent, which had become fed up with the regional dominance of the Ryvern Empire. Ghis seamen plunder and steal from several merchant craft transporting goods between Ryvernian cities.

1232-1332 AD: A growing conflict between Ghiscari and Ryvernian merchants escalates into outright war. The war ebbs and flows over the course of a century. At times, the empire takes land from Ghis while at other times it loses land. Generations grow up and die knowing the conflict. Many of the tribal leaders’ heirs from the Ryvern Empire die during this time, only 28 original tribes’ royal lineage survive the conflict. Battles take place on land and sea, with the Ryvern Empire using its extensive trade network to bring in new types of weapons to use against the Ghiscari. Near the end of the war, guns come into play. Ryvern, due to its greater wealth, has more access to the technology and uses it to swing the tide of war in their own favor.

1340 AD: Ghiscari leaders bend their knees to the Ryvern Empire. Their lands are seized by the empire and their men and women subjugated, forced to work the fields, mines, and in other horrible conditions to pay back the empire for the generations of suffering they caused.

1365 AD: Following the war, due to the weakened lineage of the original council, the ruling body of the Ryvern Empire becomes a group of 28 representatives from the 28 most powerful tribes in the country. Power is determined by money, historical importance, and connection to vital resources. Some of the leaders move their families and a small amount of their people into Ghiscari land. The new government adopts the title “Unified Tribes” ending the imperial period of Ryvern.

1420 AD: Across the nation, Ghiscari slaves revolt, killing thousands of native Ryvernians and in the west, where their numbers are greater, taking hostage two of the 28 tribal leaders and the families of two others. Using this as political leverage, their leaders negotiate freedom for their children (giving the country time to transition from a slave economy) and five Ghiscari tribes are admitted into the 28 tribe conglomeration.

1480-1498 AD: After several decades of success, a plague sweeps across the nation, killing large swaths of people and leaving many of the appointed tribal representatives dead. One man takes hold of the chaos, leading the country past the terrible trade, making sure trade remains vibrant in the harrowing aftermath. Reorganizing the representative system, he asks for two representatives from each tribe, dividing the nation into specific geographic sections that tribal leaders represent. Thirty-six tribal districts are created. When the body of representatives meet they appoint the man to be their leader, establishing the office of the Kilele.

1546 AD: Additional territory in the east is secured, the modern borders of Unified Tribes are filled.

1650 AD: Recognizing the growing diversity of the population, which has become mostly mutts of Ryvernian, Ghiscari, and other miscellaneous people, as well as recognizing the growing importance of Ryvern as a trade hub, the capital is moved from its inland location to the shores of the narrow passage at the rapidly expanding city of Kituo. Though officially Kituo lies entirely on the eastern side of the narrow passage, an equally vibrant city develops on the western side.

1720 AD: As ideas of democracy creep into the nation from abroad, the citizenry grows increasingly uncomfortable with their lack of real representation on the political stage. Protests are staged throughout the country, worker strikes, boycotts, all to gain access to political power for the people. Eventually, their tactics work and one of the representatives from each tribal district becomes an elected official, giving power to the people and taking it away from the hereditary tribal leaders.

1795-1845 AD: As Ryvernian production started to taper off, brilliant minds from the coasts, who had access to ideas from around the world, began to build factories and quicken production in the nation. Rapidly, thanks to its easy access to raw materials and other goods from around the world, factories began to dot the coastal and landlocked tribal districts of Ryvern. Mines began running at overtime. Infrastructure and other areas of the nation were strengthened at this period to support the growing production of the nation.

1885 AD: In more recent years, workers have been negotiating greater rights, receiving more union representation, better working conditions and higher wages.
Writing Sample:From the previous roleplay

by **Confedracy** » Mon Feb 04, 2019 12:46 pm

Nation Name:Confedracy
Official Name: The Oseanian Confederation
Population: 45,000,000

Capital City:
Government Capital: Westhafen
Cultural Capital: Inselgott

Governmental Structure: Parliamentary Democracy on the verge of collapse.
Ideology: Centrist dealing with growin extremist tendencies
Head of Government: Chancellor Siegfried Otto

Head of State: Prince Fischebach

Official Language(s): Oseanian
Terrain: Rocky Mountains on the northern main land give way to pine forests in the south. Rocky shores and rolling hills on the isles
Climate: Oceanic with with temperate forests in fall through summer. Subarctic in winter

Size of Armed Forces: 2.5 million

Distribution of Military Budget: 20% Air Force, 40% Navy, 40% Army

National Attitude Towards Military: Revered by conservatives and fascists. Accepted by liberals and distasted by leftists.

Currency: Oseanian Mark

Economic System: Capitalist Welfare State
Economic Strengths: Good manufacturing industry and fishing industry, Rich in raw materials and Oil. Arms manufacturing and production of metals
Economic Weaknesses: Instability in the nation brings down productive forces. Prone to labor strikes. Cannot grow enough food to sustain population. Reliant on food imports
History: Oseanian people started out mostly has herders and hunter gatherers before the use of tools introduced them to farming. The Fischebach family was at one time the rulers of most of the major fishing ports before uniting into the Oseanian Royal Commonwealth bringing about the unity of the Isles. Colonization of the mainland began and was halted where the Norberg Mountains form the border. Generally peaceful up until 1829 when a peasant revolt demanded the Monarchy have their power reduced and the introduction of democracy begin. The monarchy steadily lost power until the 1900’s where new legislation was introduced that would have ended the royal families technical control of the military. Having them now only swear alliance to the Oseanian Confederation rather than the Royals. The bill has caused quite a stir and remains in debate

by **Adryia** » Mon Feb 04, 2019 2:31 pm

Nation Name: Adryia

Full Nation Name: Federation of Adryia

Territorial Claim:

(Claim in purple)

Population:

Capital City: Neu Viano

(capital in yellow)

Governmental Structure: Federal Republic, as of which is divided into two branches; Congress and Legislative. Legislative handles the 2nd part of passing a law, along with handling peoples' rights. Congress is the 1st part of passing a law, along with making a law that has yet to be approved.

Ideology: The current ruling party, the Democratic Party of Adryia, is a left-wing constitutional democratic party. The official opposition is the Socialist Party of Adryia, which is a left-wing socialist party. Other parties include the Communist Party of Adryia, and the Republican Party of Adryia.

Head of Government: James Williamson

Head of State: President Andrew Cuomo

Terrain: The mid-north part of Adryia lies tall mountains, rough terrain, and plateaus. The remaining of Adryia is plains and a lot smoother.

Climate: A majority of Adryia's population lives on the coast and south, being the harsh climate in the mid-north reaches about 110 Farenheit. The coast along with the south has an average of 78 Farenheit.

Size of Armed Forces:

Distribution of Military Budget: 29% Navy, 28% Marine Corps, 23% Army, 20% Air Force.

National Attitude Towards Military: An average citizen of Adryia would see a military personnel as someone that is wonderful for how they would be willing to die for their nation. Service in the military is optional.

Currency: The Adryian Qua

Economic system: The Open market is communist and partially controlled by the government.

Economic Strengths: Oil industry, vehicle industry, metalmaking industry, sand industry, windowmaking industry, and weaving industry.

Economic Weaknesses: Agriculture, concrete industry.

History:
1698: Adryia is first formed as a city-state, with a small economy.
1703: Adryia gets independence from the Penninsula of Streia and improves economy greatly.
1751: Adryian civil war begins; Adryia versus Socialist Adryia
1752: Battle of Buenio begins, resulting in an even more sour relationship between the two sides. Socialist Adryia winning the battle.
1752: Seize of Neu Vieano marks the first success of the Democratic Adryia.
1753: The stalemate of Buenio begins, because Socialist Adryia built a good defense line along the border of Buenio.
1754: The stalemate of Buenio ends, when Democratic Adryia broke it.
1755: Democratic Adryia manages to capture all of Buenio.
1758: Seize of Endiro, Socialist Adryia's makeshift capital begins, resulting in victory for Democratic Adryia in the battle.
1759: Socialist Adryia surrenders, causing the Treaty of Neu Vieano.
1760: Adryian civil war ends, Adryia winning.
1802: Adryia faces a hardship of an economical crisis after the civil war.
1860: President Samuel Coffman is assassinated, being replaced by Aiden Chavezi.
1861: Chavezi goes insane by drugs, and stores Nazism throughout Adryia.
1905: Chavezi dies from a stroke, being replaced by Andrew the 1st.
1979: After King Andrew the 1st dies from falling from a high building, King Andrew the 2nd replaces Andrew the 1st and stores democracy throughout Adryia.
2000: A terrorist attack on a federal building in the Adryian coastal city of Endiro results in the Adryian Imperialist party being abolished.
2012: Adryia has 16 flag changes and improves economically (By a slight bit) and militarily to this day, by spending a third of it's budget on economy and 1/5 of the budget on military.
Writing Sample:

You would sigh in your office. You were sitting for quite some time now, waiting for approval from your Minister of Agriculture to finish up passing a law for it to be mandatory to be at least attempting to grow 80 fruits or any form of agriculture. You would look at the features on the environment around you. The marble floor, which shines with pride, the walls, which reflected sunlight that bounced around the room. The windows, that let in the sunlight along with the pride of the nation. You decided to walk outside of your office to go on a walk.

You look at the beauty that nature has brought. The trees swished and swayed, like as if they were welcoming you.
The bushes' leaves are flowing to the wind. The wind is whistling in the wind. The grass is condensing. The trail before you welcomes you with a warm smile. You are walking down the trail, welcomed. You have enjoyed the trail thus far, and you can't expect any better from nature itself. You smile, satisfied.

Nature has truely pleased you, and you walk inside when, conveniently, your MA calls you through your grey and white phone that reflects the sun. "Sir, I just wanted to let you know that of course you can pass that law! It will help the environment grow!" Your Minister of Agriculture would say through the phone. The other side would fall silent, and you would set down your phone on your desk. You imagine the headlines, on a wrinkly newspaper. 'Adryia becomes organic!'

by **Yetkia** » Mon Feb 04, 2019 5:56 pm

Nation Name: Yetkia
Full Nation Name: The Confederacy of Yetkia
Territorial Claim:[img][/imghttps://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/442734196176322565/542144801345110040/Screenshot_2019-02-03_at_5.38.31_PM.png

Population: 60 million

Capital City: Yetiva

Governmental Structure: Representative Democracy

Ideology: Adherent to all positions(basically the usa´s)

Head of Government: Josef Zuverni

Head of State: Alex Zevorkov

Official Languages: English, Yetka(Russian)

Terrain: Mountainous to the north and the west, Plains in central Yetkia, and rivers and lakes to the East

Climate: Mostly warm, However Northern Mountains get to a low of 31 C
Size of Armed Forces: 2,100,000 Active(conscription), 90,000 reserve

Distribution of Military Budget: 30% Navy, 35%Air Force, 35%Army

National Attitude Towards Military: Conscription After Grade 12, unless given an excuse by doctor. Service lasts 2-4 years, And it is common to serve

Currency: Yetka

Economic System: Capitalist

Economic Strengths: Oil Industry, Arms Industry(including Ships, Planes, and all other military vehicles),Fish, Steel Industry, Automobile Industry, Food Industry.

Economic Weaknesses: Uranium,Coal,Concrete

History:
Unknown date: City-state of Zefa is born.
???-900 AD-Expansion North, renamed to Yevanese Confederation
900AD-920AD- Massive war with rival Hevanti Empire

920AD-Victory over Hevanti, Hevanti King is executed along with family and loyal followers, Hevanti is then annexed

920-924-War with Hevanti former ally, Princedom of Kevloria, causing mass death among Kevlorian citizens and both Kevlor/Yevanese soldiers

924-Kevloria is defeated, annexed, however it is made into a state and the prince becomes leader of that state

924-1000-Yevanese Confederation Splits into three states: Tuya, Sevor, and Yevak

1000 to 1300- Peace between states, until Yevak invasion of Sevor in 1300

1300 to 1305-War between Sevor and Yevak, resulting in Yevak victory and Sevorian annexation

1305-1320-Worst war in Yetkian history begins, Yevak against Tuya, Tuya finally submits and forms the Kingdom of Yetkia in 1320

1430-Violent Revolution against the monarchy, the civil war lasted for over 7 years, causing havoc and death.

1437: Civil war ends, King Sergei Shavor and his family are executed, along with followers. The Confederation of Yetkia is born

1600-Massive war with rival Yuvane, lasting 3 years and killing an estimated 300,000, mainly Yuvane support.

1603 to present-Yuvane loses the war, is annexed and is now in the present territory of Yetkia

Example of RP(old)

Today the country of New Karelograd is in shock and in disbelief.

On October 14, 2018, A terrorist attack occurred in the city of Krasnodar, located in the Karelogradian region of Caucasia.

During a business convention in the Krasnodar Convention Center, Three men snuck in, and planted bombs across the building, they then preceded to blow the bombs up. At the same time, small groups of men began shootings in the Public square. As this report is being typed, the Karelogradian Armed Forces and the Terrorists are in a hostage situation. The current death toll is 150 people, and 50 injured, and 10 in critical condition. The three terrorists who carried out the bombing have been apprehended and identified.

The three terrorists are immigrants as they have revealed, and say they are from the country of Swietz. They also claim to be hired by the Swietzian Government. They have not yet revealed their motives. As the situation develops, we ask the Government of Swietz to explain this outrageous act of terrorism and hatred. As this is being written, the KAF(Karelogradian Armed Forces) are mobilizing on the Karelogradian-Swietzian Border. If this act is not explained, harsh punishment will be given to the responsible country.

UPDATE:
Recent data has been collected on what happened to Igor Kivisto.

As soon as he heard the news, he was enraged. When he heard that Swietz had apparently carried this out, he had a mental breakdown. He screamed to invade them NOW and this order quickly spread to the Congress. Unfit to carry on, The decision was left to Congress. Some members argued that he went insane, and we should try to solve this diplomatically. The senator for the State of Krasnodar screamed at them ¨THEY ATTACKED OUR THRIVING, BEAUTIFUL CITY! THEY KILLED OVER 140 INNOCENTS! THERE IS NO WAY WE CAN SOLVE THIS DIPLOMATICALLY, THIS IS AN ATTACK ON OUR COUNTRY!¨. Senators cheered from across the room. When all had finally settled, the vote had been taken. The final vote was 25-10. With pro-war winning. The Armed forces stationed there were immediately notified, and within hours had begun the march to the border.

UPDATE:
Hearing no reply from the Swietzian government, seven companies from the army have begun to march on Swietz, beginning occupation of the two northern areas of Swietz. Initial resistance was futile to the superior Karelogradian Armed Forces. However, Swietz troops have started to fight in larger numbers and has made it more difficult to push on. The air force bombs military compounds, trying to avoid civilian casualties. The first and second fleets of the Caspian sea missile known military positions, and bombard naval ports. Two other companies are moving towards the border, backing the seven companies already engaging Swietzian forces, along with four tank divisions who were also stationed nearby. New Karelograd will refuse to back down until further notice.

by **Spayya** » Mon Feb 04, 2019 10:46 pm

[box]Nation Name: Spayya
Full Nation Name: The New Imperial State of Spayya
Territorial Claim:[/url]https://imgur.com/a/ShuO6UD[/url]
Population: 55 million
Capital City: Improlica
Governmental Structure: Absolute Monarchy, Emperor has full control of the Empire, A cabinet which holds 12 of the emperors advisors, all in charge of specific areas of the nations i.e. Secretary of Defense, Secretary of Agriculture etc.
Ideology: Imperialistic, One Party Government
Head of Government: Emperor Lanston
Head of State: Secretary George Wolfe
Official Language(s): Majority English, Minority German
Terrain: 61% Plains, 33% Forests, 6% Mountainous.
Climate: Weather is usually warmer, Summers average 80 F, while winters dont even fall below negative, 10 F, usually
Size of Armed Forces: 1,250,000
Distribution of Military Budget: Army - 55%, Navy - 30%, Air force - 15%
National Attitude Towards Military: The Majority feel that the military is an honor to you, your country, and your emperor, they respect and welcome veterans home with open hands and gifts varying from food to gift baskets, Active duty get flowers put on their uniforms from civilians as they march through towns, and applause from the crowds that gather.
Currency: The Spayyan Credit
Economic System: Capitalism but government has a hand in price of goods and whats produced.
Economic Strengths: Arms Manufacturing, Steel Manufacturing, Wood Manufacturing, Fossil Fuels, Vehicle Manufacturing.
Economic Weaknesses: Agriculture, Fishing, Foreign Trade.
History:
1679: Spayya was founded as a small colony off the coast of Improlica
1701: Spayya declares it's sovereignty and appoints an emperor
1734: Spayya starts an age of expansion expanding to it's current borders today
1746: Current Emperor is assassinated, massive purges happen throughout the nation on accused assassins, death count unknown
1749: Spayya becomes isolationist
1868: Spayya opens it's borders again and starts trading with foreign nations
1870: Spayyan Civil War starts, Socialist Coup against the Spayyan Empire
1874: Emperor is executed after a siege of the Imperial Palace
1876: Spayyan War ends, Socialist coup is put down. 500 thousand dead
1884: Population Officially recovers from the Civil War.
1886: Spayya Industrializes and begins building vehicles
1928: Spayya begins modernizing the economy and industry
1930: The New Imperial State of Spayya is formed as Emperor Lanston as the head
1940: Military is modernized under Emperor Lanston
Writing Sample:

Time & Date:
6:47 am
June 12th, 1940

Location:
Imperial Palace, Improlica

Person:
Secretary of Agriculture Kyle Granson

An entry from his journal

At 6:47 I was informed that the Emperor wanted to have an emergency meeting with his cabinet, my first thought came to me was that this was very important, the Emperor doesn't just have any meeting at 7 in the morning. So i quickly cleaned myself and tried to look as presentable as possible in such short notice, I grabbed my nicest suit, threw it on and rushed to the door, on the way grabbing my suitcase of important files that I'm responsible for and made my way to room AA43 on the 8th floor of the palace. At this time it was about 7:03, the meeting was at 7:10, sitting in the elevator on the way up I heard the usual song the elevator plays, the same song in repeat virtually forever, it doesn't annoy me but it could be better music. The Elevator stops at floor 8 and the doors open, past the doors I see the desk the assistant of the floor usually sits at, usually she'd be their too, saying either good morning or good evening whenever I pass by her, it was odd not seeing her, the reason being is it's so early in the morning the palace hasn't officially opened yet for the day. Anyway, I rush down the long hallways of empty and dark offices all the way to the end where I see room AA43, the time was 7:07, some of the Cabinet was still outside the doors talking to each other while some made their way to their spots at the oval table inside. I nod and say hello as I push my way through the groups into the Room.

As I find my usual spot which is to the left 3 chairs down from the head of the table, their waiting for me was Secretary of Economy, Jon Yale sitting to my right, as he shuffles his papers he utters to me.
"Good morning Mr. Granson"
"Good morning" I responded
"This has to be important if the Emperor is calling a meeting at 7 in the morning"
"Yeah, I hope it's nothing too major"
"We'll find out soon enough"

As the clock ticked closer to 7:10 the rest of the cabinet members made their way to their spots. To my left Garry Hilbert, Secretary of Foreign Trades sat down and nods in recognition at my direction, I nodded back. The clock struck 7:10, the whole room went silent, as I look around at all 12 of the cabinet members in the room, you could see the exhaustion in their eyes, as most of them don't get up till 9 for the palace to open. Most of them looked confused as to why we're here in the first place. As for me, I was confused as well, wondering if this could've waited till the Palace opened.

The Emperor, Jacob Lanston, always running a little late to his own meetings, walked through the door at 7:12. He proceeded to sit down at the head of the table, everyones attention directed towards him.

"Good Morning everyone and thank you for joining me so early in the morning, as for most of you have no idea why you're here." He exclaimed. "It's come across to me from a report that ended up on my desk, that we may have a crises on our hands pretty soon, a shortage of food."

The members in the room seemed to look shocked when I looked around. This report Lanston is talking about came from me, as I'm responsible for the agricultural part of the country, the nation being so industrialized almost has no room for agriculture, only a handful of farms in the western part of the state, and even then they're overworked to make ends meet, with this I noticed that we have a shortage of food supply when I looked at the statistics. Immediately I filed a report for the Emperor, which is why we're here now.
"What should our plan of action be boys? I need some opinions on what we should do, at least everyone one of you should have an opinion. And just so you're all aware, we won't be leaving this room until we find a solution, or I'm giving some ideas to think on." Lanston states.

"Well Emperor..." Secretary of War, Marshal Mikov inputs "We literally have islands all around our country, full of rich soil, and other natural resources, and the best part is, NO OTHER COUNTRY CLAIMS THE LANDS. If we can colonize these islands with farmers we should be able to end our shortage within a few months."

Some of the Cabinet nodded in agreement, the Emperor liked this idea especially, you could see it in his face.

"We could do that but I think that would tighten our shortage if we sent our civilians and military to unify those lands" Secretary of Foreign Trades Gary Hilbert Spoke up. "Why don't we just trade, trade trade trade. We can take big percentages of our production and send it to foreign countries in exchange for huge amounts of food. It would be a temporary patch but if we're to colonize again we should fix the problem temporarily so that we can have time to colonize and become self reliant again."

Most members agreed with this as well, including the Secretary of War and most of all Lanston. For the Next half an hour, ever member input their opinions and most of them didn't match up to the Secretary of War and Secretary of Foreign Trades ideas. It was about 7:45 ish and the meeting was close to wrapping up. As the last member stated their idea on the issue it was clear that that Mikov and Hilbert were gonna be the ideal option. Lanston, after sitting and listening for the past half hour spoke up, his voice a little raspy from not talking.
"Alright fellas so thank you all for your inputs I have alot of thinking to do, from what I'm aware of it seems that Mikov and Hilberts ideas are apparently superb, so I will think about this and discuss it with the Secretary of Agriculture in private at a later time. Anyways, again thank you guys for being up so early, you all are helping our state into glory.

The Meeting ends and the Emperor retreats to his quarters to make some important decisions....

by **Osarkian Federation** » Tue Feb 05, 2019 6:46 am

Nation Name: Osarkia
Full Nation Name: Federation of Osarkia
Territorial Claim: (submitted to discord)
Population: 50 million people
Capital City: Canborat
Governmental Structure: Democracy, The president has a term for 5 years and can have up to 3 terms. There are a total of 6 provinces in the Federation, with 3 reps coming from each, they control the supreme court. While the congress takes 48 people from the congress
Ideology: Conservative, almost a traditional way of life.
Head of Government: President Ulbrich
Head of State: Richard campbell
Terrain: on the islands there are many planes and grassland, while inland there are a few marches along with the previous terrains. Very far east there is a very small sliver of desert
Climate: Osarkia has a four mild four seasons climate, with plenty of rain while not to much year round and hot temperatures in the summer while mild cold in winter. If this is viewed as inaccurate it is welcome to change
Size of Armed Forces: the total size of the armed forces in peacetime is 200,000
Distribution of Military Budget: (in the current time period, maybe subject to change as time progresses)30% navy,10% coast guard, 20% army,30% airforce
National Attitude Towards Military: osarkian citizens view the military as something that is needed and is glad to have one, it is viewed as more of a retaliatory measure than and offensive one. Willing to fight if need be. But not a people to start a war for no reason.
Currency: the dollar
Economic System: capitalist (lightly regulated)
Economic Strengths: Because of the weather and geography the nation boom in agriculture and fishing and a textile industry from cotton etc, with a very limited industrial goods base. This is complimented with oil reserves found in the surrounding seas of Osarkia.
Economic Weaknesses: Industrial goods, raw metals.
History:
1700: The group of settlers that had tried to settle Ryvern with no success moved down the the land that is present day Osarkia. They made a small port city, Canborat. To which they finally settled. The settlers took a year to build up the city and make sure they had good infrastructure for food and transportation before they explored east

1703: The settlers slowly start exploring east, and meet a indigenous people. Trying not to stir combat the settlers try and make allies with them, and a exchange of ideas take place.

1705: The people set up some form of government, Making their first province “canborat” named after their first city. They set up a small congress, with representatives of provinces filling it, it is decided by mass vote that 5 people from each province can go into the congress. Their jobs are too make new laws for government and oversea the making of any new committees as the government grows, as more provinces pop up, congress grows.

1707:The first president is elected ‘Uche Konsacka’, Congress decides that the presidents can hold two five year terms.

1708: The nation is named Osarkia for the countless rivers in the nation.
1712: President Konsacka is elected for a second term. Sends out more settlers to explore the east of present day Osarkia.

1713: between major cities roads start to be built, Osarkian’s try to assimilate the natives more and more to their culture.

1717: new president “onwae jukue” is elected. Natives also begin intermixing with Osarkians, start to combine cultures.

1730: more presidents come and go, Osarkia slowly builds up infrastructure and becomes more intertwined with the natives.

1745: land all the way to the desert in the far east of present day Osarkia is found, it is decided to not venture on and explore further, and to just focus on settling the land that is already found on the mainland.

1763: national reserve founded to make a military service, is part of the army. Used for domestic issues such as insubordinate native uprisings.

1770: national reserve grows into a actual army.

1780: The navy becomes a branch of the military

1785: Osarkian citizens begin to explore the islands of current day Osarkia, bringing along Osarkians with native ethnics to be able to better communicate with any would be natives.

1793: islands are split into 3 provinces, the mainland is split into 2

1795: many native groups have mixed in with the settlers, creating a dominant race of mixed peoples, while some native groups have not mixed and assimilated.

1800: troops are sent into the unsettled areas of Osarkia to claim Osarkian Authority, Tbehe natives fight back near the eastern desert.

1802: war breaks out with native tribes in the east and Osarkia, the Osarkian schism war starts as native tribes in the east actively try to repel Osarkian troops.

1803: a envoy of 5,000 troops led by general lackmoore is led into the native territory coming in from the north Troops slowly break the through the native lines, as they use primitive guns and cannons compared to bows and arrows. Warfare was easy in the environment as it was basically large swaths of plains and grassland.

1805: war ends with 344 Osarkian casualty’s, and a uncounted amount of native casualty’s, all of Present day Osarkia now is controlled fully by the government.

1809: more Osarkian Settlers are sent into the newly captured land to try and strengthen the area for Osarkian control for good.

1815:Osarkia sends subsidies toward the agricultural industry to kickstart the economy

1830: the First trains arrive in Osarkia, a new building project is made to connect Osarkia’s mainland.

1835: Education starts to become an issue, Canborat legislators begin to make legislation for public education and funding universities.

1837: for workers are hired for the railway project, attempting to speed up the project.

1840:the railway is almost finished, with a estimated 3 years left.

1842: new legislation for education was just founded in canborat, the public education will start in only large cities, then slowly spread to more rural areas as that is all public spending will allow.

1845: the railway in the mainland is finished, allowing better trade to flow through Osarkia’s mainland and people to move from place to place faster.

1850: Osarkia builds up a textile base as cotton and wool has made it possible for the industry to boom.

1870: new port is built in canborat to keep up with trading demands.

1880: coast guard is formed.

1890: congress see’s to find a way to make public schooling available for all.

1900: new plan is put into place for making public education available to all, rural and city. (being realistic the level of education in the city will be better than rural)

1905: military upgrades current weapons and equipment with a new alliance with Vincere Terrae. Also starts trading in industrial goods from Ryvern.

1915:government starts subsidising agriculture, introducing tractors to farmers and new ways of farming with the new modern tools.

1917: air force is created as a military branch.

1923:congress seeks to upgrade the outdated navy.

1928: a plan is put into place to build a better navy, but first needs to seek help from alliance nations.

1930: government provides subsidies for universities around Osarkia.

1930-present

Writing Sample: President Ulbrich stands to address his cabinet

“Greetings my cabinet members, i have scheduled this meeting to talk about the state of the military, they have only been through one war, about 130 years ago. Our troops have no experience and won’t be able to hold up against any other nation with troops that have experience. The fact of the matter is, Osarkia’s military is lagging behind, and we need a way to fix it”

The minister of international relations chimes in

“We could always request the assistance of one of our allied nations, such as Vincere Terrae or Ryvern. This would allow us to build even stronger diplomatic ties. If our military trained with our allies they would also be more suited to fight in a war alongside our allies. It would be a win win, not only would our troops get experience, they would also learn how to work with our allied troops in a more streamlined way and vice versa.”

The minister of economy gets up to speak

“I Think this is a great idea, we could also show off our textile industrial capacity. Maybe while the training is going on we could strike a contract for one of our company’s for uniforms and such. We could make this into a deal that will help train our military for future conflict, and get economic gain out of.”

The minister of environment also speaks

“Osarkia’s vast geography will allow for a training to take place here, with the countless islands we could perform any type of military exercise. Or the vast grasslands in the mainland. Our military could become highly experienced with the training.”

President Ulbrich follows up, and ends the meeting

“I will have my secretary telegram the leaders of Vincere Terrae and Ryvern. Thank you all for another great cabinet meeting. Dismissed ”

by **Vincere Terrae** » Tue Feb 05, 2019 1:04 pm

Nation Name: Vincere Terrae
Full Nation Name: The Dictatorial New Order Of Vincere Terrae
Territorial Claim:
Population: 63 000 000
Capital City: Vinctopia
Governmental Structure: Dictatorship, one leader has absolute rule, only descendants or relatives are allowed to take place once the leader dies or becomes to old to function
Ideology: Communist society, wages are dictated by government and the citizenry are forcefully and fully committed to serving the state.
Head of Government: Vincent Terrathrogh VIII
Head of State: Vincent terrathrogh VIII
Official Language(s): English and Latin
Terrain: Mostly forests in the North, with plains towards the South, mild mountain range from North to South splitting the country
Climate: Mostly mild climate, average temperature is about 54 degrees Fahrenheit/ about 12 degrees Celsius. relatively humid during the summer.
Size of Armed Forces: 2 400 000 active military personnel
Distribution of Military Budget: Air Force 40% Navy 35% Army 25%
National Attitude Towards Military: Citizens naturally dislike the military because law is enforced by the army who are strict and give citizens a hard time.
Currency: Vin-Dollar
Economic System: Communist
Economic Strengths: Arms Manufacturing, mining, sea trade, timber industry, retail
Economic Weaknesses: relatively weak agriculture industry, limited wildlife and spices
History:
Pre-12th Century: The land is in anarchy, no true government exists, although minor factions compete for dominance in the mostly untamed landscape. The people are indigenous and go by the "Vidonsau" ethnic background.

1121-1184: A faction known as the "Order of the Vistopents" was extending it's reach farther out. It's member warriors ravaged the land and forcefully seized other opposing factions and people to increase their size and influence. They declared war on those who opposed and slowly dominated the landscape by slaughtering or enslaving all who were not affiliated with their growing empire. Foes who willingly joined their forces were spared.

1185: The Vistopent empire was officially established. It was the most prominent force in the land and had grown large enough to build proper infrastructure and an economy was developed. Cities were built by slave labor. The current reining emperor ruled by fear. His name is lost to history however, because he believed being a nameless ominous power invoked fear into the populace. This would continue to be a common trend throughout most of the nation's history.

1268: The Emperor desired to expand east past the mountain range, so permission was granted to any citizen that desired to attempt to conquer the mountain range. The process of obtaining the East was slow going, however some explorers made it past and established settlements.

1341: The Eastern half of the country had seen notable development. Although people on the East side of the range were still obligated to remain loyal to the Empire, the law in the west had little reach of residents in the east. It was difficult to enforce laws from a distance. Soon the eastern populace had grown large enough, that they declared themselves independent from the Vistopent Empire. This did not sit well with the Emperor and civil war broke out

1341-1376: War was difficult as the meeting ground between opposing forces was often in the mountain range. It was not well mapped out and not easily navigable. Conflicts were awkward and abrupt. Neither side could gain an advantage in trying to obtain effective mountainous warfare. Citizens themselves rarely saw conflict as the opposing armies could rarely make it over the terrain with enough men and resources left to push forward.

1377: The Eastern Vidonsau people called for an end to the war, they had a severe lack of agriculture and were failing to feed their armies. The "Treaty of '77" was signed that allowed the Vistopent Empire to officially reclaim the East and all of it's members and assets. The east was now compliant with the Empire's laws. If they were not. The treaty stated that if the East were to revolt, the West would cut off it's access to food supply grown in the west.

1400: Efforts are being made to map out the mountains as effectively as possible in hopes that it will not be as much of an obstacle in potential future conflicts

1432: An official route has been made to navigate the mountains, as well as road systems becoming far more advanced throughout the cities of the Empire.

1456: The Empire starts to experiment with gunpowder and has created an early variant of a firearm. It resembles a portable handheld mini-cannon that only fires on shot per reload, but inventors start experimenting with the capabilities of gunpowder. Incentives are also given by the government to look further into this.

1503: A small array of islands are discovered in the South. The Climate is semi-tropical, explorers are sent to conquer the islands and map the location

1504: The first deployment lands on the closest central island which is named "videfer". The explorers make contact with natives, relations are mostly peaceful, they partake in trade and banter.

1505: The rest of the islands are mapped out fully, with the Southern most central island being named "Volver". Small settlements are being built without consent of the natives, there were occasional attacks on settlements by natives as to give a warning, but the natives wanted to avoid a full on war.

1516: The current reigning Emperor known as Vigho Tinunick gave orders to declare war on the natives. The war lasted about 2 years with a major victory to the Empire, thanks to the advancements made to firearms which were now employed in the military.

1518: The Navy is officially Established in order to protect to valuable islands and resources gained from them in the Southern Sea.

1540: The Island settlements had developed into small cities, residents from the mainland were permitted to take residence on the islands if desired.

1587: Taxes are heavily increased to fund education. Education had been lacking in prior years, and to maintain the nation's desire to create and develop, there had to be a diversion from mostly jobs in the primary sector. Mathematics learned from the natives were also incorporated into the public curriculum which was mandated by the state.

1610: Firearms are becoming increasingly more effective, and manufacturing them has become an integral part of the economy. Firearms are also available to citizens of certain professions, such as hunters.

1636: A nameless inventor has created the first steam powered mechanism in the Empire.

1650: An outbreak of a deadly disease is slowly spreading throughout the nation. 1,000s are killed and those suspected of having the virus are quarantined. There is little medical knowledge to treat the disease, it slowly starts to spread.

1676: The disease caused an all out pandemic. An estimated 1/5 of the country was killed because of it. The virus did not cease to spread. Many citizens fled to the islands Volver and Vidifer to hopefully lose the infection in the tropical climate, which is not habitable for the disease.

1696: Most who retreated were able to rid themselves of the disease. Those who had returned had found that even more residents of the mainland had died off, at this point the virus was mostly gone, treatments were being developed. Nearly 40% of the population was killed off, and the Empire's main focus was reconstruction and rehabilitation.

1740: The Nation's government continues to be built from the ground up, a new leader rose to power by the name of Vincent Terrathrogh.
He used his power to manipulate people to gain followers and inspire others to follow him. With enough support, he was able to establish himself as dictator and rename the nation "Vincere Terrae", which when translated from Latin to English loosely means "Conquer Earth". Vincent had a thirst of land expansion, and was planning on invading the nation Firlaxia in the South.

1752: The Nation was now rebuilt to the point it was strong enough to declare war. War was declared on March 16th on Firlaxia on the basis of "Your land belongs to us." Firlaxia was a relatively weak nation without much of a military. It's coastal defenses were easily destroyed by Vincere Terrae's powerful navy. After 2 years of conflict, Firlaxia was conquered.

1770: Vincent terrathrogh has a son at the age of 57, naming him Vincent Terrathogh II. He creates a law that only members of the bloodline could be his successor to role of leader.

1803: Most of the land in Firlaxia was being used as an industrial complex. Widespread manufacturing begun and factories were being built on a massive scale, harnessing the power of steam energy. The land was also rich in coal which was being collected.

1822: With coal being an important part of the economy, mining facilities were forming in the mountains to harvest the coal from the rocky terrain.

1842: The Camera has been patented and has become a wildly popular invention.

1860: The Steam engine is being put to use to build railroads around the country to create better and more efficient transportation for goods and citizens.

1878: Construction begins on an underground route through the mountains for easier navigation. The project is very ambitious and is not expected to be complete for about another 60 years.

1889: The first Vincere Terraen brand machine gun is invented. It can be mounted or carried by a soldier, and is seeing even more funding and will hopefully see more development.

1900: Movies have become a popular form of entertainment

1905: alliance with Osarkian Federation is formed for trading

1908: Cars become a popular form of transportation although only enjoyed by the rich.

1915: Planes have been adopted into the military and the nation has an official Air Force.

1924: The Nation adopts communism, under rule of Vincent Terrathogh VIII. All businesses and assets valuable to the government are seized. Rebellion was close to breaking out, but the populace was suppressed with the all powerful military regime that now enforced the laws of the country.

1930s: Vincere Terrae begins actively searching to form alliances with neighboring nations to maximize trading for benefit of the newly adapting economy.

Writing Sample:
MAY 24, 1940
Telegram sent to Osarkian federation

Greetings, President Ulbrich.
I acknowledge your requests for our current alliance and I gladly accept. My nation will provide you with the military protection you need. My air force protects the open skies, and my navy fearlessly defends the coasts. Together our forces will be a force to reckon with.
I can provide you with firearms and munitions as well. I have a large bustling industry in the production of weapons, and trade should benefit both of us. I request that meals be provided by you for my soldiers. Vincere Terrae does not have a very proud agriculture industry, and it would be helpful if Osarkia could provide aid. After all, soldiers without food don’t make for very effective combatants.
As well as my soldiers training in your varied landscape, I suggest that yours train in mine. I have a mountain range that has proved to be a very difficult obstacle in the past. It is important that in time of conflict our men know how to navigate the terrain. If enemies invade by land, my mountain range will hinder their efforts, however if our men our well trained in the environment, we will have the upper hand.
I suggest we build international ports on our island territories. They are excellent places for trade because we can sell the largely sought after spices of our islands, as well as protect the area with my navy.
I suggest that we include other nations such as Saint Ryvern in our alliance, who will bridge our two nations and make trade even more effective and beneficial.
Our combined powers will make us an indestructible force. We should avoid conflict with other nations when necessary, but if war is to break out, we will be an unstoppable alliance.

I hope to hear from you or your representatives soon,
Vincent Terrathrogh VII

by **Chavakia** » Wed Feb 06, 2019 2:00 am

Nation Name: Chavakia
Full Nation Name: Kingdom of Chavakia
Territorial Claim: Both the shaded and unshaded areas found in the picture

Population: 498,217
Capital City: Mulifanua
Governmental Structure: Chavakia is a constitutional monarchy. It has either a king or a queen as its head of state, and nobles who serve a significant purpose in society. However, the head of government is the Prime Minister, who has a cabinet to assist him in fulfilling his executive duties. The Legislative Assembly of Chavakia serves as the country's legislature, and is composed of 35 members, including 12 being elected by the nobles of the country. The judicial system of Chavakia is heavily based on English Common Law. The country has a Supreme Court with a Lord Chief Justice as its head, as well as a Court of Appeal, with its members appointed by the nation's Privy Council.
Ideology: The country is an ardent supporter of Democracy, with the current Prime Minister heading the Chavakian Party for Democracy. The party is in control of the legislative assembly, and is a party known for pushing reforms and transparency, as well as the promotion of human rights and democratic ideals.
Head of Government: Prime Minister Heneli Afeaki
Head of State: King Malosi III
Official Language(s): English and Chavakian (Chavakian basically being Samoan)
Terrain: It is comprised of mostly flat islands with limestone bedrock formed from uplifted coral formation. Other parts of the islands have limestone overlying volcanic rock.
Climate: It has a tropical climate, which can be largely affected by trade winds. The warm season lasts from December to May, while the cool season lasts from May to December.
Size of Armed Forces: Chavakia has 4,500 active troops, with a reserve force of roughly 5,000.
Distribution of Military Budget: His Majesty's Armed Forces and the Royal Chavakian Marines get roughly 50%, while the Royal Chavakian Navy and the Royal Chavakian Air and Support Unit get roughly 25% each.
National Attitude Towards Military: The nation is quite pleased that it is well-protected by the country's defense forces, but they have mostly been used for humanitarian purposes in the past.
Currency: Chavakian Tala
Economic System: Chavakia has a free-market system, with rather high standards to ensure the preservation and promotion of the environment.
Economic Strengths: Fishing, Agriculture, and Garments are the major industries of Chavakia.
Economic Weaknesses: Chavakia imports machinery, transport, fuels, and chemicals to satisfy its need for the said products.
History: Chavakia is rather isolated, and so for many centuries, only natives inhabited the islands. It was not until much later, roughly in the 18th Century, that foreigners began to arrive and trade with the locals. Some foreigners also began to settle on the islands, specifically near the capital region, due to the tropical climate and the lifestyle. As Chavakia became more and more known in the world, the country saw a need to form a government to govern over all the islands, and represent them on the international stage. Hence, in 1868, the Kingdom of Chavakia was established, with a popular chieftain Malosi I becoming the monarch. The country then adopted a legislative assembly, as well as a Prime Minister to do some government work in 1902, as a result of the popularity of democracy among the populace. Since then, Chavakia has grown to be the country it is today, with hardly any conflicts, and a shining example of freedom and democracy among nations everywhere.
Writing Sample: Old RP Post

Menelik Palace, Addis Ababa:

It was Prime Minister Ajani Tasifa's first month in office. The swearing-in went smoothly a few weeks back, in the sense that there was no specific opposition against him besides the opposition parties themselves, for it was their job to do so. As the head-of-government of Ethiopia, he was made the head of his own party as well, the Oromo Democratic Party, which has the most seats in parliament. He was inaugurated to the sounds of cheers and applause from the parliamentarians in the chamber, as well as from the public, viewing history being made on a gigantic screen outside the premises of the building. Tasifa gave a rousing speech, calling for greater unity and peace not only in Ethiopia, but in Africa as well. It is this particular point which is now being discussed and given emphasis at his first cabinet meeting in his residence.

"I would like to see Africa grow, not as separate different countries with solely national purposes and interests, but as a community united with the collective goal of fostering progress and development to all corners of our great continent. It is through being united that we are strengthened to better uphold the ideals of democracy, while also attaining the many goals that we have set for the betterment of our people. With this in mind, I would like to announce a rather bold proposal, which I hope that you will also support. On this day, I would like to formally announce my intent to pursue the establishment of what shall be known as the African Union, an international organization that will be composed of all the magnificent countries of Africa. Its main duties shall be to advocate for democracy, education and literacy, health, human rights, and peace for all Africans. It shall ensure that our continent can reach its greatest potential, and promote our values and principles on an international stage. Much is yet to be done, and I do hope that you can assist me in making this dream of mine and many others a reality."

As the Prime Minister ended his address to the government officials in the room, he was greeted with a standing ovation, and the declarations of approval and encouragement from his cabinet. He was immensely content that they were all on the same page with regards to the matter, and so proceeded to say that a formal announcement to the press will be made soon enough, leading them to discuss other issues and concerns of relevance affecting the country.

by **Slane** » Thu Feb 07, 2019 12:06 am

Nation Name: Slane

Full Nation Name: The Margravate of Slane

Official Languages: Slanean (Finnish), Letuskian, Oseanian (in the East, i.e. Fort Simö Hayha, and Brumann), and Kanadiaans (in the West, i.e. Fort Sisu, and NeuPolkka). In Uusi Mannerheim, NeuKronner, and Viipasa, both Oseanian and Kanadiaans are used.

Territorial Claim: https://i.imgur.com/v3oWqXd.png, Entire uncoloured area.

Population: 25 Million

Capital City: Uusi Mannerheim

Governmental Structure: A constitutional monarchy with a patriarch at the head, a queen regent is only in power when no heir has reached the eligible age of 16 after the last king's death. A cabinet consisting of 21 members, 1 membership is for the king, 5 are elected from noble families, the remaining 15 are elected outside of noble birth. The Hayha Privy Council consists of 5 elected members, one from Brumann, Fort Sisu, Fort Simö Hayha, NeuKronner and Viipasa. The High Justice presides of the National Court, with other justices located in each of the major cities and larger towns.

Ideology: The current government, is a conservative monarchist party who wish to retain the power of the margrave under the name of the Hayha Loyalists. The official opposition party consists of anti-monarchists and republicans who want to establish a democratic republic, they are named the Slanean United Front. Other parties include the Populist party (centre-right) and the Worker's Front (socialism).

Head of Government: The Lord Presider Simö Finnia, Commander of Fort Simö Hayha (shortened to Lord Presider Simö Finnia).

Head of State: Margrave Alexander von Hohestaufen, Third of his name, Lord Protectorate of the Kiil Isles, Margrave of Slane, and the People's Liberator (shortened to Margrave Alexander III von Hohenstaufen).

Terrain: Slane consists of a lot of flatland and hills that run around farther from the sea. By the sea, beaches could stretch for around 8km-10km until coming to a jagged and rocky terrain. Pine forests and taigas colour the northern regions of the country. Small mountains dissect the western landmass of the country.

Climate: The population of the country is evenly spread throughout but are significantly in the northern isles where temperatures can reach a low of -27C with a high of 10C. Along the centre and northern areas, temperatures are around -4C to 24C. Snow and mist are more common weather types as opposed to rain and constant sunshine. Blizzards and cold snaps may affect the entire region.

Size of Armed Forces: 900,000 active service members (conscription)

Distribution of Military Budget: The Merivoimat Marinen (Navy and Marines) 45%, The Slanean Defence Force (Army) 25%, The Ilavoimat (Air Force) 30%

National Attitude towards Military: 6 years of mandatory conscription are needed for men ages 20-35, in the event of a war, conscripted ages become 18-40. 4 years of boot camp are required to become a soldier, 4 additional years of military academy are required to become an army officer. War games are constantly held to keep the generals and their subordinates, the soldiers, and the equipment up to date and ready. Thus making military affairs and everyday talk among the Slanean populace.

Currency: the Slanean Ducat (SND, Sß)

Economic System: Free market with some government intervention, and strict laws regarding natural preservation.

Economic Strengths: Ores, fish, shipbuilding, timber industry, small machines, oil industry, animal produce, and textiles.

Economic Weaknesses: Agriculture, heavy machines, arms industry, luxury industry, vehicle industry, and consumer goods.

History:

March 18, 1762: Explorers and settlers from a faraway land from the east discover the bay and settle what was soon to be Uusi Mannerheim.

April 30 1762: Explorers come into contact with native tribes located around Uusi Mannerheim.

January 4, 1765: Tension between the settlers and natives increases as NeuKronner is settled west of Uusi Mannerheim.

May 19, 1765: The Flower Wars started when natives began plundering, raiding, and destroying colony land leaving only what looked like daisies on the body of the dead. Militia men, and trained artillery defend NeuKronner and Uusi Mannerheim create a 10 mile defensive ring around their respective cities. Defenders await a native expedition force coming in the next few weeks to months.

July 2, 1765: The Battle for Poulikuu in NeuKronner would begin and last for a week as 3000 native army marched upon a 500 army made up of militia with 7 cannons. It was a pyrrhic victory for the settlers as 361 of them died defending.

October 23, 1765: Veteran troops from the Empire of Letuskia arrive in Uusi Mannerheim and preparations to end the Flower Wars have begun.

June 13, 1766: Months of preparations and planning lead to the Battle of Königgrad, west of NeuKronner, at the tribal capital of the natives. 5000 natives stand ready around makeshift palisades against 2500 fully armed veteran soldiers with muskets and 15 artillery pieces. A decisive victory for the colonists.

June 17, 1766: Peace is signed in Uusi Mannerheim with the natives submitting themselves to the colonists. New cities would rise in former tribal villages, such as Viipasa and Fort Sisu in the old tribal capital of the natives. Colonists celebrate to the song Säkkjarven Polkka.

March 21, 1780: A new city is established with the name Brumann. Natives on the island where the city was settled had been assimilated into the city making fur trapping and the coat industry thrive soon.

August 31, 1787: Fort Simö Hayha is established to act as a refuge for the citizens of Brumann in case they need to flee from anything.

1790s: Much of the major settlements turn into rich, and progressive cities under the fur trapping, coat industry, shipbuilding, and the timber industry.

1810s: Fishing exports are at an all time high as population is almost double from 20,000 to 39,000

1820s: A cold snap kills off 20% of the population as an intense lack of food and freezing temperatures making living conditions almost nonexistent.

1830s: NeuPolkka is established as a western farming and fishing town to mass produce agricultural and sea goods in case of another devastating cold snap.

1840s: The Empire of Letuskia begins excessively taxing the settlers by raising taxes from 10% to 25% after an economic crisis in the fatherland.

1850s: Independence movements begin to appear as taxes rise even higher to 35%. The Sons of Liberty are the largest independence group gathering members at an alarming rate of around 10 members/day.

1860s: With the Empire of Letuskia embroiled in a continental war against other powers, the colonies declare independence and name themselves the Margravate of Slane under their leader Johannes Slane.

November 24, 1866: The siege of Fort Simö Hayha has ended after almost 1 year. The Battle of Sibelius Field results in a close victory for the Slaneans as 25,000 Slaneans defeated a much larger force of 35,000 invading forces.

March 18, 1869, The Margravate of Slane is granted its independence from the Empire of Letuskia, therefore commemorating as March 18 as both Independence Day for all, and the founding of the capital Uusi Mannerheim as holidays.

1870s: Silver and other precious minerals are found in the northeastern region of the country, thus giving a large growth spurt to the economy of the country. The Universities of Mannerheim, and Kuula in NeuKronner are the first to open in the country.

1880s: Another cold snap occurs but only kills 5% of the population this time as the nation was much more prepared for such events.

1890s: Oil is discovered along the eastern part of the city of Brumann, and in the northeastern regions of the country.

1900s: The first successful oil rigs on both land and sea were established. The Universities of Viipasa and Neupolkka open.

1910s: A tsunami hits Viipasa and destroys approximately 10M Sß worth. All cities extra fund go to rebuilding and rehabilitating the citizens and the city. A new shipbuilding company opens in NeuKronner and Brumann, the Virtanen Shipbuilders produce both civilian and military ships.

1920s: The first Harlin class dreadnought is built in Brumann. It's sister ship, the Enckell, is built in NeuKronner. An airplane producer under the name Schnell & Tallow open and start producing military aircraft.

1930s: The nation's population is now at around 20M people, it's government now following after the free economy system after seeing its benefits, but implements strict laws for preserving natural tourist attractions by creating national parks and heavily sanctioning companies who disobey.

Present.

Writing Sample:

*Taken from the journal of Johannes Slane, leader of the Sons of Liberty and one of the founding fathers of Slane*

Novemeber 3, 1862

Today was no less the same as every other day before it. New recruits lining up wanting to fight for a freedom we never had under our overlords. The taxation of 35% on all our produce is completely unacceptable, farmers will have nothing to produce for us colonists, there are no more fur coats for sale as the viceroys have taken everything in for themselves and their families, most especially sending it back to their fatherland for favours with the Queen-Regent. With winter coming up, hundreds of us will die of either starvation, frostbite, or even both. What a horrible fate that we as a people must endure for decades. The time is now, we must take up arms and fight for the freedom of our nation, and for the future of our children. I will bring up the idea to my closest advisors.

November 4, 1862

I met with my closest advisors today, all four of them came. Simö Enckell, a soldier from the moment he could handle a rifle, Max Viipuri, an elderly politician, who for a long time, had dreamed of a free and powerful new nation ruled by our people, Hans Viisama, our arms manufacturer, despite having almost no materials left, Hans still manages to surprise us by bringing in a cartload of muskets and ammunition whenever there are new recruits who need arms or whenever old ones are broken down, Püppi Henschel, Vice Admiral of the Navy designated to stand guard at Uusi Mannerheim, but was naturally born in NeuKronner, and me. They had all joined at separate times, but they are here for one purpose: freedom. They had rapidly rose in ranks by carrying out daring missions of raiding, burning supply depots, and rallying people in the middle of a town square midday. They all have their uses, they all have their weaknesses, but with all of together, we will carry out the most ambitious dream we've ever had.

Me: I thank all of you for coming on such short notice, but I feel like we have something urgent to discuss. Winter is coming and our families, brothers and sisters, and children have no coats, let alone the furs to make them since the Viceroy took all of them. Our fight for independence must begin soon, lest we be laid down under a blanket of white snow without a fight.

Simö: I agree. Those in the army who I have convinced and are natural born here are ready to join in our uprising, they no longer want to see the flag of the old and dying fatherland waving high upon the steeples of our churches, or in the streets where they need not belong.

Hans: This winter will be lethal, the plants died as soon as October began, if we do nothing now, everything we've been planning for this past decade will all be for naught. My lads and I can handle the production of muskets and ammunition, just get us all the materials we need.

Püppi: This is indeed the perfect time to strike. The ships filled with materials aren't set to leave up until December when the ice thaws out. If we begin now, all those materials are ours for the taking, the war will be easier to fight as we only have to deal with the garrisoned troops in every city, and that one encampment by Fort Simö Hayha.

Me: I'm glad we all feel ready to strike and fight for our independence. Though we may die in the cold, under a hail of bullets, or by clutching our empty stomachs, we will fight to the bitter end for our independence.

All at once: Eläköön Vallankumous!

Me: See to it that we are ready in the next two weeks. We strike when the first piece of snow hits the earth.

November 23, 1866

We are just outside Sibelius Field. The enemy we face has been sieging out Fort Simö Hayha for almost a year. They are exhausted, but their morale is almost sky-high from god knows what. But that will not hold us back. We will attack with a fire and fury so fierce that we will send the enemy soldiers fleeing from the mere sight of the Sons of Liberty. We will unleash a bloodcurdling cry that will shake the very foundations of the earth we stand upon. We will beat the drums so hard that it will make us appear as a demonic army coming to take their lives with the snap of a finger. But first, our troops must rest, the men will celebrate under auspicious stars that envision our victory. We will eat and sleep until first light breaks the next day. Then we march. March towards the deciding factor that will end this war. Admiral Püppi is outside Fort Simö Hayha with the flagship Mannerheim, and another 9 galleons. We hope to beat them at land and prevent any escape via sea. A blood red sun will rise, and we will have our freedom.

by **Belkhomir** » Fri Feb 08, 2019 11:42 am

Nation Name: Belkhomir

Full Nation Name: The Kingdom of Belkhomir

Territorial Claim: Claim

Population: 423,407

Capital City: Schwannburg

Governmental Structure: In Accordance with the Aurience Charter, written down in A.D 1701, The Belkhomirian Monarchy had administered its direct rule across its domain. In all aspects of Government, the reigning King and Queen had final say over all matters of state, be it from military spending to feuds between lesser Aristocratic Families. From its inception, the Monarchy has been a hereditary post, with the same family line holding the titles for decades. The Government is centralised from the Capital city of Schwannburg.

Ideology: The main ideology is a Right Wing Monarchist society. The von Belkhomir Royal Family takes a suspicious stance towards anarchists and Communists, and as such those elements are not really present in Belkhomir.

Head of Government: Clarence Kessler

Head of State: Alexander Gaius von Belkhomir

Official Language(s): Oseanian, Letuskian

Terrain: Belkhomir is mostly lightly hilly terrain with plains separating the various mountains and hills that dot the landscape. Small lakes and forests can also be found throughout the Principality. To the north, bordering the Candanadian border, is the Mirskai Mountain range. The group of 1000+ metre tall mountains have only a few roads built into them that allow transit between the two nations. The Mirskai Mountains mark Belkhomir’s historical line of defence against invasion. During the 2 Year War in the 1740’s, Belkhomir’s borders were pushed back to the Mirskai mountains, depriving them of most of their farmland and population.

Climate: Belkhomir has a temperate climate, usually benefiting its mountainous scenery with scattered, puffy clouds and sunshine. In the Winter, its location can also bring in medium-to-heavy snowfalls.

Size of Armed Forces: 6,286
Army – 5,730 (Standing Army and reserve personnel)
Air Force – 408 (Pilots and Support Personnel)

15x Kestrel III Fighters
8x ME-109 Fighters
4x Felixstowe F.2A Bombers

Distribution of Military Budget:
Army – 65%
Navy - 5%
Air Force – 30%

National Attitude Towards Military: The Belkhomirian Military is largely focused towards defense. Since Belkhomir is a small nation, people depend on the military to protect them from foreign aggression. Their Air Force is outdated by modern standards, but is still a source of pride for Belkhomirian citizens. The Belkhomirian Army is open for both genders, as the threat of attack by Candanadium requires that as many people as possible be able to defend their country.

Currency: Ducsts

Economic System: Capitalist

Economic Strengths: Tourism and Agricultural Production, with a little bit of automobile manufacturing.

Economic Weaknesses: Lack of certain primary resources such as large-scale fishing. Belkhomir also lacks the capability to engage in Mining.

History:
1752-1754: Belkhomir initiates a war against a neighbouring city-state in order to gain more territory. Fierce fighting and drawn-out sieges eventually result in Belkhomir’s borders being pushed back to the Mirskai Mountains, with the loss of 2/3rds of its territory.

Late 1782: Several Kanadiaan Feudal States and foreign immigrants form the Constitutional Monarchy of Candanadium. The southern feudal state of Belkhomir, having lost just under 2/3rds of its territory, refused to join Candanadium and established itself as a separate state. This was done out of fear that they would lose what autonomy they had left.

April 23rd, 1925: With the acquisition of airplanes from a foreign nation, the Belkhomirian Air Force is established.

January 12th, 1929: The Mirskai Incidient. Soldiers on a training exercise in Candanadium lose their bearing and cross the border into Belkhomirian territory. They are promptly captured by Belkhomirian Border Patrols and are summarily returned to Candanadium.

Writing Sample: Excessive?

by **Kecril** » Sat Feb 09, 2019 12:38 pm

Population: 48 million

Capital City: Obril

Governmental Structure: Democratic Republic

Ideology: The current ruling ideology party is the nationalist conservatism party, a right wing nationalist party

Head of State: President Doe

Head of Government : The President

Official Languages: English

Terrain: Kecril mostly lives in a very warm environment however some live in a cold arctic like terrain

Climate: Kecril lives in an environment where it’s usually 60+ degrees but in arctic areas it’s around 20 degrees or Lower

Size of Armed Forces: 1 900 000 active service members

Distribution of Military Budget: 25% Navy, 25% Marine Corps, 25% Army, 25% Air Force.

National Attitude Towards Military: at least 5 years of Military service is necessary, the person can choose when they can serve from 16-50 if service isn’t done, person will suffer consequences

Currency: The Kecril Credit (KCC C₺)

Economic System: Free-market capitalism with minimum government restrictions

Economic Strengths: Fishing,timber industry, Technology , arms industry, automobile industry

Economic Weaknesses: Mining, oil, beverages

History: July 1st 1891: Kecril citizens flee to the country because of a ruthless king, the king and Kecril battle for 8 years and the king surrenders

July 6th 1899: Kecril declares independence

July 20th: Former General Rutherford is appointed president of Kecril

December 1899: Kecril opens the country’s borders

January 1900: southern Kecril is enraged by the policies of Kecril and separates from the nation

1900-1905- Kecril and southern kecril have civil war, Kecril wins and is able to gain back the south but suffers heavily from the war

1907-Kecrils economy slowly recovers from recession and starts becoming

1971-Kecril launches its first rocket to space
1971- Uranium is discovered in Kecril

1973- Kecril successfully creates nuclear weapon and uses it on rival nation

1980- Kecril passes laws to remove heavy business regulations

1984-Kecrils Automobile industry starts to kick off

2017- Doe runs for president and wins election

2018- Doe is appointed as President

by **Lizerland** » Sat Feb 09, 2019 2:12 pm

Nation Name: Lizerland

Full Nation Name: Kingdom of Lizerland
Territorial Claim: Claim

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Population: 124 Million

Capital City: Haupstadt

Governmental Structure: Constitutional Monarchy where the monarch is the head of state and the Prime Minister is the head of government, the nation is secular and the upper house is the House of Lords and the lower house the House of Commons.

Ideology: The current ruling party, the Labour Party is is a centre left party with more of a fancy towards the poor rather than the rich. Other parties include the Tories, the Wigs and the Liberal Democrats.

Head of Government: Prime Minister Lord Jeremy Corbyn

Head of State: His Imperial Majesty James VI of the house of Indila

Terrain: Lizerland mainly consists of flatlands and forests. The shores of Lizerland are a mix of cliffs and rocky beahces, though there are sandier beaches along the southern coast. Lizerland has many hills within the centre of the Land, with a small mountain range near the northern border.

Climate: Lizerlands population is evenly spread with many cities along the coasts and central plateau mostly due to the temperate climate.

Size of Armed Forces: 2 500 000 active service members (Voluntarily)

Distribution of Military Budget: 40% Navy, 10% Royal Marine Corps, 20% Army, 30% Royal Air Force.

National Attitude Towards Military: The nation is very proud of its military especially the Royal Navy.

Currency: The Lizerlandian Arche (pronounced Arc) [GŁÆ]

Economic System: Free-market capitalism with minimal government intervention

Economic Strengths:, oil industry, timber industry, luxury goods, arms industry, fishing, and heavy industry and Information Technology

Economic Weaknesses: Consumer goods, textiles, agriculture, and vehicle manufacturing.

History

1100: A few tribes join together to form the precursor to Lizerland

1540: A parliament is formed and the first restrictions on the Kings power

1704: Acts of Union join the kingdoms of Lothian and Ledania to form the Kingdom of Lizerland

1757: The Lizerlandian Empire founds it’s first colonies

1760: A republican coup attempts to overthrow the monarchy but is defeated by Royalist Citizens

2019: The last Lizerlandian colony gains its independence but Lizerland still has islands all over the world similar to that of the UK

Official languages: English

by **Candanadium** » Sat Feb 09, 2019 5:17 pm

Another reminder that English is called Letuskian in RP, and that incomplete/plagiarized applications will not be accepted.

by **Osarkian Federation** » Mon Feb 11, 2019 11:20 am

The Federation of Osarkia
I am expanding as i did not get my initial claim and i am trying to compensate for it.
I plan to extend it as Osarkian settlers are already in the land thus Osarkia has interest to govern the land. The settlers have set up several small cities, only with populations numbering very low thousands.They have come under attack recently as many tribes in the eastern area have created a alliance of sort to repel the Settlers. Osarkia believes it is in its best interest to Claim the land and protect their settlers. Although the Osarkian military is weak, so taking the area could take months, even with more modern weaponry than the Native tribal alliance.
In the area there are some native troops that will probably show some resistance.

(i am on a school computer so i can’t access the political map)
https://photos.google.com/photo/AF1QipO ... Pyw5v0jqWw

by **Namissis why do i keep losing passwords** » Mon Feb 11, 2019 4:39 pm

nickname: Namissis
full name: the Federation of Namississ

Territorial Claim:

Population: 28 Million
Capital City: Lerivac City
Governmental Structure: Democratic-republic, with three branches, same as america, but the people have less rights and it has a more central Government
Ideology: Libertarian
Head of Government: President
Head of State: Governor
Official Language(s): Russian/german.
Terrain: many Forests and beaches, also plains and Tall Mountains, along with rough surfaces
Climate: very cold in the winter. an average of -13 degrees Fahrenheit, warm in the summer, average of 60 degrees Fahrenheit.
Size of Armed Forces: 108032 (I think im correct)
Distribution of Military Budget: army = 34% navy = 51% Air Force = 13% coastal guard = 2%
National Attitude Towards Military: middle, some love it, some hate it, some are neutral.
Currency: Namen
Economic System: Capitalist
Economic Strengths: Spices and Wood
Economic Weaknesses: rely on metal, clean water, plastic, and other stuff
History: colonists explored from the polar ice cap onto the islands and made a new nation. Major war: Namish Revolutionary war, a war between socialism and capitalism. the wood industry booms early in the lifespan of the nation. automobiles come to the nation in the middle of it's lifespan
Writing Sample: (I hope im doing this right) the president welcomes the ambassador and receives a petition from the people that states, "Petition for Removing or changing the Judicial Branch" "This is insane!" he says, he reads the rest. a meeting with congress is in order, "they bring up quite a few good points." says congressman Günter, "this is terrible, for all we know, they might start banning Wood sales!" states Антон. "What If they start Boycotting our goods?" says Альберт, he continues, "we may not like it, but if they disagree, our economy could plummet! so we have to let it happen" the president Intervenes, "maybe we should leave it to the state governments" everyone gasps. TO BE CONTINUED

by **Aurrela** » Fri Feb 15, 2019 10:15 am

Nation Name:
Aurrela
written in Aurrelan as オーレラ
Spoken in Aurrelan as Elreliu

Full Nation Name: The exalted empire of the Aurrelan islands (Shorterned to The empire of Aurrela)
Written in Aurrelan as オーレラン諸島の王国帝国

Territorial Claim:

Population:
39 million

Capital City: Erou

Governmental Structure: Aurrela is a semi-constitutional monarchy with a Quasi-federal parliamentary system. It's head of state is the hereditary monarch which remains as such until death or abdication. The monarch hold's almost absolute power but may only use such power in certain dire circumstances. The head of government leads the leading party within the Parliament, and tasked with enforcing the will of the emperor.

Ideology: The government is split between right wing nationalism (known as the Iron Guard of Aurrela IGA) and right ring authoritarianism(known as the Brown Shirts of Aurrela BSA ). At the moment IGA currently holds a slim majority within the parliament.

Head of Government:
His most Honorable prime minister, defender of the emperor's supreme will. Prime minister Hirou Shelmou (or Prime minister Hirou Shelmou)
Head of State:
His most exalted eminence and monarch. Holder of the royal blood and master of the Aurrelan isles. His imperial eminence emperor Mege Ghardo of House Eroudile ( or Emperor Mege Ghardo)
Official Language(s):
Officially recognised languages: Aurrelian(Form of Japanese) and Amurrian (Japanese)

Terrain:
The Aurrelan islands:
A cool climate with many forests with a few cites in between. With sandy beaches on the coast but with a rocky coast in the north. Quite a few people still live in the countryside. The ground has almost no hills.
The mainland provinces:
A warmer climate with a desert in the north west with much of the population in the major city of Deriune.
Climate:

The Aurrelan islands:
Most of the population is centred in west especially with the capital being in that region. In the warmest periods of the year a 25 degrees can be expected with a 5 degrees in the coldest periods.

The mainland provinces:
Almost the entirety of the population is centred in the city of Deriune. Much of the north is uninhabited due to the desert. In the warmest periods of the year 32 degrees can be expected. With 12 degrees in the colder times of the year

Size of Armed Forces:
Out of war armed forces: 780,000
In war armed forces: 1,560,000

Distribution of Military Budget:
40% Army
25% Navy
35% Air force

National Attitude Towards Military:
Most citizen's believe war as an adventure and an honourable experience.

Currency:
Aurrelian pound(A£)
Economic System:
A capitalist society with some state owned industries (A Kokueigigyō)
Economic Strengths:
Oil,farming,Small arms industry,Fishing industry,technology.
Economic Weaknesses:
consumer goods,Mining,arms industry,textiles.
The Aurrelian lies has almost no natural metals
History: (SF=since formation)

0 SF: Nation formed by the the first king. Under them name the kingdom of Ceqelia

56 SF: House Eroudile becomes the leading imperial house.

500 SF: The first peasants revolt occurs

510 SF: The first peasants revolt ends leading to more peasants freedoms.

745 SF: The kingdom of Qurosia conquered (The north east island)

900 SF: All of the Aurrelian isles is conquered

901 SF: Empire of Aurrela is formed.

1000 SF: Mainland provinces conquered.

1450 SF: The second peasants revolt occurs

1453 SF: Nōmin'nokenri is written and brought into law (The rights of the peasant)

2570 SF: Mege Ghardo of House Eroudile is crowned emperor

Writing Sample:
City: Erou
District: Atarashī umi chiku (the new sea district)

"As minister of construction, I’m so proud of every man who has layered brick on brick to expand our great ports!" Exclaimed the minister.

"The sea is among the most critical resources for an island nation like us, and so this port we do stand upon will expand our naval power."The hundreds gathered there applauded.

"Now then it's time for the hungry interviewers to interview me..."

Immediately after saying this what would seem like hundreds of men came forward with almost thousands of questions.

"Why did I take this job in the first place, like bloody hell so many questions?"

Main land province
Training site: 11

"Put the next smoke round in!" Ordered the commander.

"Affirmative, sir!"

"Direct hit! Well done lads. Gerilous give me a report"

"The Ophelion is just fine sir, but where killing so many of them where running out of shells!"

"Ha nothing can stand up to the Ophelion!" With him a chorus of laughter could be heard in the tank.

Meanwhile above the training exercise

"Hmm red team is losing more and more tanks. Who bright idea was it to let the rookie be tank commander for this round?"

"Sir, I believe it was your idea...”

"Dammit."

"Just because you’re jealous my son is better than any little rookie commander you can scratch out of the 72nd Tank group" Joked Colonel Narous.

"Oh and as if the 33rd is any better last I checked your poor logistics lost you 3 tanks to the ocean if remember correctly? Also you just right and gave your younger son, Reyous the dammed Ophelion instead of just giving him a standard tank!"

"Ha! At least I still have my first tank your little light tank blew up. Like dam learn how to manage your own logistics before insulting mine"

"I will make sure you die one day."

"In your dreams Rouxion, in your dreams."

Under order of Supreme commander Matcherbiku Clermou and cleared by his most exalted majesty
Navel battle group Erou is to proceed Atarashī umi chiku in Erou after military training exercise 102 for upgrades for provided equipment.

Naval battle mainland will also be joining you in the port please do put on a show. We need to show that this port was worth the budget it ate up.

Sincerely Supreme commander Matcherbiku Clermou.

Show the might of his majesty, Navel commandant Marshle.

Show the might of the empire.

by **Kamcha** » Tue Feb 19, 2019 6:50 am

Nation Name: Kamcha

Full Nation Name: The Kamchan Empire

Territorial Claim: Claim in light purple

Population: 38,829,932

Capital City: Rudakai

Governmental Structure: In all aspects of Government, the reigning Emperor or Empress has final say over all matters of state, be it from military spending to feuds between lesser Aristocratic Families to diplomatic relations. There are various Ministries in place that supervise the day-to-day running of the Empire, the ministers of which report to the Head of State.

Ideology: The main ideology is a Right Wing Monarchist society. The Nobility of Kamcha are widespread and are usually seen in positions of power such as Mayors and Provincial Governors, though some members are part of the Military.

Head of Government: Shichiro Ueda

Head of State: Empress Mariko III

Official Language(s): Kamchan, Letuskian, Kanadiaan

Terrain: Kamcha is mostly a land of plains, with scattered mountains. In the northeast lies the Jirachi Desert, a barren landscape that is almost inhospitable to human life. To the west the terrain becomes more rugged, with scenic, misty valleys and intimidating coastal cliff faces.

Climate: Kamcha has a temperate climate, though rainclouds from the Central Sea can sometimes bring heavy rainfall. In the Winter, its location can also bring in medium-to-heavy snowfalls. The Jirachi Desert is sweltering in the day and freezing at night, while in the west, towards the coast, a rainy climate is the norm.

Size of Armed Forces:
Active and Reserve Personnel: 970,748

Distribution of Military Budget:
Army – 45%
Navy – 25%
Air Force – 30%

National Attitude Towards Military: Kamcha’s Military is a source of pride for its citizens, despite it being a bit reliant on foreign imports. Boot Camp for all three branches lasts 2-3 months, then up to 6 months on branch-specific training schools, starting from age 16. Occasionally, War Games and Parades are held to keep the Army and Air Force occupied, while the Navy busies itself with coastal patrols.

Currency: Yen

Economic System: Capitalist

Economic Strengths: Farming and the Automobile Industry. In addition, there is a bustling coastal fishing industry. There is also oil under the Jirachi Desert but attempts to extract it have been unsuccessful.

Economic Weaknesses: Lack of ability to engage in Mining. As such, Kamcha is dependent on foreign trade for natural minerals.

History:
A.D 940 - A Merchant, now known as Kenshiro The Merchant Emperor, establishes a trade outpost on the Kamchan , made up of numerous city-states and small kingdoms. The Trade Outpost of Rudakai eventually becomes a trade and political heavyweight in the region, influencing and brokering deals between various kingdoms.

A.D 1141 - The death of the most influential king in the region triggers a power grab among his many rivals. The Kingdom of Rudakai, built on the successes of their Merchantile forefathers, gathers several kingdoms around itself and forms the Empire of Kamcha, with Kenshiro II as Emperor Queen Machiko of the former rural kingdom of Maimahara as his wife. The Kingdom, with is unified strength, was able to overcome its rivals and occupy the entirety of the Coastal Regions.

A.D 1145 – Kenshiro II dies suddenly after a hunting accident. Queen Machiko crowns herself Empress Machiko of the Kamchan Empire, unifying the kingdoms of the land under her benevolent rule.

A.D 1230 – Earliest known recorded mention of the Kamchan Navy, with a squadron of galleys being sent to suppress a barbarian raid.

A.D 1697 – With the Zephyrian defeat at the battle of Agros Miseriae, its territories descended into infighting as the deceased Zephyrian Emperor’s heirs waged war on each other. Seeing their neighbour falling apart, Kamcha exploited this. Under Katsuro II (Also known as Katsuro The Swindler) the Kamchan Empire expanded its territory into the former Zephyrian Empire’s northwest territory, eventually reaching the borders of the Candanadian Feudal States. A Treaty signed by representatives of Caskhomir and Kamcha stated that in return for occupying Zephyrian territory and sharing a border with Caskhomir, Kamcha should maintain friendly diplomatic relations with the kingdom.

A.D 1782 – The Kingdom of Caskhomir is made a part of the Kingdom of Candanadium. An amendment to the treaty, written in November 1782, states that Kamcha must maintain friendly relations with all of Candanadium.

April A.D 1913 – The Kamchan Air Force is established with 24 biplanes bought from Candanadium.

December 19th, A.D 1939 - Empress Mariko III becomes the 56th Ruler of the Kamchan Empire upon the death of her father, Emperor Kenchiro IV.

Writing Sample: As Belkhomir

by **Zepheros** » Sat Mar 02, 2019 7:48 am

[box]Nation Name:
- Zepheros

Full Nation Name:
- Most commonly referred to as the Theocratic Provincial States of Zepheros, though Zephyrians refer to it as the Divine Imperial States of Zepheros.

Territorial Claim:

Population:
- 55 Million

Capital City:
- Ionad, of the Ionad Prefecture. However, Ionad is not the traditional capital, but the ancient fortress city of Arce (which literally translates to 'Citadel').

Governmental Structure:

- Zepheros does not feature a constitution, and since it is, by the grand scheme of things, still not an empire. That structure on the left, parliament, doesn't actually exist, but that will appear later on. At the moment, Zepheros stands as an absolute monarchy, save the team of advisors that operate at the side of the Emperor, each of which holding their own power to question the Emperor's word and offer alternative decisions.

Ideology:
- Even after hundreds of years, Zepheros is still salty over losing everything it once had. In that regard, most leaders have been progressive in attempting to reestablish those territorial bounds, to little to no luck. Yet again, Zepheros is a highly traditional, militarist state where rules are rules and things haven't changed all that much from way back then. Diplomatically, Zepheros is more progressive. Domestically, hardline conservative. At least... for now.

Head of Government:
- The current Emperor, Tacitus Devon.

Head of State:
- Also the Emperor, Tacitus Devon.
(Although later on, when parliament becomes a thing, it might end up becoming the parliament headmaster.)

Official Language(s):
- Latin-German, both of which are somewhat broken.

Terrain:
- Either I'm blind or dumb, but I couldn't find a terrain map kicking around anywhere. But what I had in mind is much like south and southwestern Norway; riddled with fjords and inlets, lots of sharp cliffs. Further inland, the terrain is extremely rugged, and very little is flat enough for agriculture, which pinpoints what Zepheros' weakness is, shown below.

Climate:
- Due to the latitude and terrain, Zepheros greatly resembles Norway in that it's not quite a tundra, but it's definitely boreal. In the summer it's rather mild and doesn't get too hot, but pleasantly warm for the longer duration of the summer. But in the winter... oh boy, it's brutal. Boreal crops can grow in the climate, but not nearly enough to provide for the people. And that highlights the food weakness once again.

Size of Armed Forces:
~1,650,000 (3%)

National Attitude Towards Military:
- The military is the blood and soul of Zepheros. Due to the lack of vital resources, throughout history it has come down to military action to claim what is rightfully needed, such as food. In that case, each citizen is taught the humane value of taking up arms to support themselves, their friends and families. Conscription would not be all that hard if everyone was willing to volunteer now, would it?

Currency:
- The Daric

Economic System:
- Highly regulated capitalism. The government has a hand pretty much everywhere and can give contracts to private industries to place them under government order (they answer to the government but also make serious bucks in the process).

Economic Strengths:
- Naturally, Zepheros pretty much has anything that can possibly be mined, along with lumber, due to the presence of boreal forests. Industrially, automobiles and other machinery. But there's one that makes Zepheros stick out; remember that it's a militarist state. If you're thinking about military armaments, gear, and machinery, you'd be right. Sold to the highest bidder.

Economic Weaknesses:
- Food. Zepheros' terrain is too rugged and cold to produce large-scale farms, so Zepheros relies on its imports to cover the need. However, should countries cut their supply, then... the starving beast will need to hunt for its next meal. If you know what I mean.

History:

The first historical evidence point to a period of tribal communities before 800 AD, but that's all that can be found. The region was as a matter of fact quite docile, though tribal wars did happen, sometimes many at once, but the entire realm wasn't at war. It was broadly peaceful.

That all changed entering 830. Though his exact birthdate is unknown, a man by the name of Zephyr was born in 816, and he was a prophet who saw visions of a council of six draconic gods. (Later evidence shows that he took hallucinogens and other drugs, which contributed to his death, but this information is covered up.) Before an accord of tribes, he preached that anyone who received the blessing of the council through him would be destined to conquer the world. Rumor has it that he was probably high on something when he did. Now the tribes vied for his favor, and one war led to a few interlocked wars, and that blew up into a region-wide conflict, all these tribes pounding away at one another for supremacy.

But one of the tribes emerged on above the rest. Under the rule of the chieftain Arysakos, the Ignii tribe emerged victorious time and time again. Seeing their success, he gave the blessing to them. With renewed vigor, the Ignii pressed on, ravenously consuming everything in sight. The time period labeled as the Zephyrian Holy Wars ended with the death of Zephyr in 864, and rumor has it that it was a mixture of potent drugs and a casual blade through the back that did him in, likely under Arysakos' order.

However, the Ignii didn't subside, and continued their conquests of over half the continent through 1347, when the realm was christened as an empire, under it's first Emperor, Xenophon. It only got stronger, until 1529. During the next hundred-ten years, the Zephyrian Empire remained largely docile but stood strong, and seemingly unstoppable.

Then an Emperor named Atreo was born in 1639, and due to his parents' deaths near simultaneously when he was fifteen (1654), he assumed the Imperial mantle.

And he was a whackjob. No, for real.

He was a die-hard follower of the Draconic Council and strived to become part of them. Yes, as in he thought he was a god.

It was tense... but the Empire still stood. Fast-forward to 1697.

Atreo demanded the feudal states in Belkhomir and Candanadium to bend the knee, as he wanted the abundance of resources they possessed. Surprising no one, they refused, kicking off what the Zephyrians call "the War of the Red Diamond". The symbolic 'red diamond' in question is not actually known. Either way, Atreo gathered an army of thousands and marched north to take it. The feudal states were in serious trouble; if they continued their local quarrels, they were screwed. Even united, their chances were low. But they only had one chance, and rallied an army half the size and not nearly as well equipped, but that's all they had and sent them to intercept. The two sides met on a plain straddling the southeastern border of Belkhomir on the 13th of February, 1697, known as the Battle of Agros Miseriae. The Fields of Misery.

And in a twist of fate, the feudal army utterly smashed the invaders, slaying Atreo and routing the Zephyrian army; at least what was left of it.

With the death of Atreo, the panicked Empire was split amongst his three sons, all of which fought one another for control, while outside powers dove in to take pieces of what they'd lost.

The middle son fell first, and the eldest son dominantly focused on pushing the advancing Kamcha back to where it started.

The time taken away from the youngest son bought him valuable time to prepare. From the start, there was no way he was going to win. But after his preparations, he challenged his older brother to one final battle on the slopes of Mount Virtutem (literally 'Valor Mountain'), near the youngest's capital, Arce. The two siblings met on the slopes on September 9th, 1714.

Another twist in fate and the youngest son personally slew his brother, and his foe's army shattered.

But not even days after the battle, the youngest died of his battle wounds. But his kingdom did not fall as his other two brothers' did. He prepared in case he was to fall, and upon his death, his kingdom split into thirteen prefectures, all cooperating as one conglomerate state.

However, even that did not work, as the prefects clashed over territory and resources. In the spring of 1785, the Empire had officially collapsed. The people stayed in anarchy, as a lawless collective, for nearly thirty years.

In 1812, a rather wealthy man by the name of Xenophon Excelsius finally put his foot down. Something needed to be done. Using his money, he gathered support and strived to rebuild the dilapidated infrastructure of old. The thirteen prefectures reassembled in 1862, and the theocratic hegemony was reinstalled on the 21st of December, 1903. The Empire officially reformed on the first day of the new year, 1904.

The country has been rebuilding ever since, but with civil liberties being put at risk, tensions are growing.

It will come to a head. It's only a matter of when.

Writing Sample:
For the record, what you see below is almost 4,800 words long, and it's one expansion post. This is set in another nation of mine, Eliswara. And this tribe, Prata, seceded from Eliswara even after they willingly signed on to it. Now the two sides come to a final reckoning near the port settlement of Arteria. This is medieval fantasy, and the Pratii are Avernians (bird people, most dominantly), and the main character, Xenophon, is a Vixae, a humanoid fox. Now then, shall we?
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Two painstaking days later, Xenophon's army spots the banners of Prata's last offensive army straddling the coast on the morning of the 23rd of Highsun. Right behind them, as the Vixae expected, sat his liege, right on their heels with an equally-sized contingent of six-thousand strong. Cipius' straddling detachment numbering two-thousand was also present, growing closer to their foe with every passing minute.

Xenophon tensed up as they approached. If the Pratii were able to reach the walls of Arteria, they could cower inside until any Pratii fleet came to evacuate them unless he stormed the walls; Arteria was the center of all seabound commerce in the eastern Eliswara and for Prata when the two sides were united. Its value was indispensable; if any Pratii ships decided to turn up, they could ferry their entire army away to safety.

Their emotions were mutual. That was not going to happen.

With a wash of gut-wrenching determination, the fears of the consequences are swiftly put down. The exhausted burning in the infantrymen's legs faded. They had confidence, not of their success but in themselves. They had faith, not in their gods bestowing luck, but in their superiors who expected the best from every living soul under their power, who guided them to glory, fame, and absolute victory with every marching step they took.

"They're trying to run!"
"Then so are we! Double time!"

Four-thousand warriors broke into a charge, surging ahead across the fields and racing alongside the forests bestriding the city.

"Leave the guns on the hill!"
Xenophon had kept his cannons from his battle at Erg Lapidem, seeing their punctual effectiveness on the field of battle. Their crews bustled, scrambling to set up their artillery on top of a shallow hill overlooking the city.

"FORM UP! QUICKLY!"
At the base of the hill, with the gates to the city at their backs and the Pratii warriors in front, Xenophon's infantry lock together, a steel-lined wall bristling towards their foes, who close in without hesitation. Techkoen continues to nip at their ankles, allowing his archers to fire on the move into the backs of the Pratii, who realize that they're sandwiched. The tribesmen begin moving north, away from the two Eliswaran contingents, to escape the pincer, but when Cipius' banners emerge onto the field from their northern straddling, they discover that their situation is dire. They were pinned in against the coast, with no salvation unless the garrison from Aynthian decided to show itself to break the encirclement.

Xenophon already knew that there was no possibility of a siege. If they waited, the Aynthian garrison would without hesitation take the opportunity to liberate their brethren.

They might already be on their way.

With nowhere left to run, the Pratii hold position and fortify their location, letting the city garrison of two-thousand tribesmen rain arrows upon arrows on the entrenched resistance that was Xenophon's detachment. Xenophon would have to either come forward and attack them head-on or sit back and let the city garrison shoot them in the back with volley after volley of arrows.

Due to the relative weakness of bronze arrows, Xenophon expresses little concern, if at all. But his men are less willing to let themselves get peppered.

"Let us at 'em!"
"Come on, let's move!"
"Kill the traitors!"

Xenophon looks behind him, gazing across the expressions of his men.

They were right.

"PORRO! MARTII!"

Four-thousand infantrymen shout with vigor.
"SIC, DOMINE!"

The march begins, arrows pinging off shields and armor left and right as the grass is crushed under the Eliswarans' steel-trimmed boots.

"THE FOX IS HERE! KILL HIM!"

The Pratii eastern flank abruptly heaves forward, into a charging torrent, straight at Xenophon's line. The hatred towards him for sacrificing them at Ignis Mons one year ago, and the numbers that he'd done to kick them out of their lands through decisive victories, one after the next, flowed in the veins of the Pratii, who sought bloodthirsty revenge.

"MURUM SCUTA!"
"AVE!"

Then Xenophon beckons a new order, one that he'd practiced on the field of Erg Lapidem in the expanse of time he had after that battle.
"CALTROP SARCULUM! CONCEAL BARRAGE!"

The movement is slow at first, but then pikemen push themselves to the front of the line, bending down to a low crouch, and thrusting their spears through the gaps in the shields, the pikes barely hovering over the grass. The archers take positions and draw, poised only a few paces back from their infantrymen brethren.

"HOLD!"

The tribesmen close in, their gleaming weapons flailing.

"HOLD!"

"DOMINE!?"

"APERTA!"

The second overlying layer of shields breaks open, with the archers aligned as one, their arrows flashing in the noontime sun.
"LOOSE!"

In an enormous shower of bodkins, only the shrieks of hurtling shafts and agonized cries of the fallen echo across the field. Even while seeing their kin turned into bloody, broken pincushions, the Pratii know it is too late to stop now, and leap over their dead companions to continue their assault.

"HOLD IT OPEN!"

The warriors step into the range of the pikes.
"INTERFICIAM EOS, ET DESCENDIT! CUT THEM DOWN!"
"AD VICTORIA!"

The pikes raise up lightly, some immediately skewering overzealous foes, but others begin swinging back and forth, left to right. The long spear points, some as long as longsword blades, cleave through the ankles and legs of their foes, and the swiping steel claims many severed feet and lower legs as it mercilessly cuts through anything that dared to stand in front of it. Bodies crash into the dirt left and right as the pikes cleave through and swipe their enemies' legs out from under them. Another cloud of arrows hurtles through the opening slot in the shield wall as the charging tribesmen, upon seeing their kin shredded by the Eliswarans' defensive line, hesitate.

The earth rocks with ten thunderous explosions as Xenophon's guns blast away from their hilltop perch, ruthlessly raining red-hot iron from above.

"HOLD YOUR GROUND! THEY MUST NOT ESCAPE!"
"AVE!"

With the entire Pratii line halted, Cipius' retinue emerges on the slope of the hill and floods down the incline, the sunlight glistening off the steel plating.

"MAKE THEM BLEED! CHARGE!"

Cipius' northern flank explodes into cacophonous shouting as they plunge down with the wrath of a god, smashing in an endless deluge into the side of the Pratii warriors, cleaving their way in with the ringing of bronze against steel radiating in the air. Xenophon rallies his cavalry together behind his missile units before shifting them to his left side towards the shore.

"Domine!"
"Speak, quickly!"
The subordinate rides in close so that he's heard over the thunder of hooves.
"Looks like our northern flank is trying to mirror us!"
Xenophon gazes outward across the chaotic melee, taking sharp glances back in front of him to ensure the path of his horse wasn't blocked.

His subordinate was right. Cipius was mimicking his cavalry movement, moving his own to the right and back onto the hill.
"A pincer, then..."

Cipius raises his pike from the center of his horsemen, catching Xenophon's eye, swinging its shining steel pinnacle in a broad circle to rally the cavalry close to him, and then raises it back, with an expectant gaze at Xenophon. He was letting his kinsman call the shot.

"PARATUM VOBIS!"
"EXSPECTAMUS ORDER, DOMINE!"

Xenophon raises his pike, muttering a silent prayer under his breath as he caught a glance of the bloody frenzy they were set to enter.

"SHOOT! NOW!"

A flurry of bronze arrows rockets out of the fray. Feathered shafts hovered in a shallow arc as the sun gleamed off their barbed heads.
"BRACE YOURSELVES!"

Xenophon barely raises his shield up in front of his face in time, as the scuta violently shudders from at least ten rapid strikes across the steel front. The panicked squealing of horses mixes with the cries of the victims and screeches of scraping metal as arrows rained down all around them.

With a profound whistle, a shaft buries itself in the Hand's right thigh. As the wound stung with insufferable bolts of pain that burned relentlessly throughout the entirety of his leg, he could barely hold his cry of agony.

"DOMINE!"

"I... I'm fine! Protect yourselves!"

To prevent obstruction of his movement, Xenophon clasps a gauntlet around the arrow burrowed in his thigh and with an abrupt twist of his wrist snaps the shaft just before the entry wound, omitting just enough of it that it could be removed after the battle.

That is, at least, if he survived.

Fighting through the suffering through gritted teeth, the fox raises his pike back up. Cipius was having problems of his own, as he too fell under relentless missile barrage but was still waiting for Xenophon's order.

"CHARGE!"
"HYA!"

Xenophon lowers his pike, the vengeful hatred glowing in his eyes, as Cipius kicks his steed forward with his guard in tow.

"ABSTERGET EOS! AFTER ME, LET'S GO!"
"WE RIDE!"

The Pratii tribesmen begin scrambling back from the approaching menace of Xenophon's shock cavalry, whereas Cipius' horsemen had timed their charge only a few seconds after them, and in that he'd allowed their foes' attention to be focused on Xenophon and allowed himself to mask his approach.

The thunderous impact of armored beasts against the masses of tribesmen rocks the ground, as bodies are thrown across the grass as pikes thrash around in the haze of dust and gunpowder smoke.

Moments later, Cipius' cavalry smashes the adverse flank, delectably sandwiching the Pratii warriors in a narrow corridor between them, Xenophon's contingent, and the vixae's charge. With desperation setting into the Pratii ranks, another hellish melee began in the midst of the battlefield, as steel-clad horsemen and their steeds drove their strike home.

Techkoen's infantry was holding back, while archers and javelinmen sat comfortably back raining a relentless hail of steel down on their adversaries. Their lines were holding. If they could keep this up, a decisive victory would surely be theirs...

Xenophon then realizes that Cipius is nowhere to be seen amongst the turmoil. He didn't fall, did he?

If he had, Xenophon would be in great peril, especially knowing that the survival of the northern flank depended on Cipius' authority. Without him, the downfall was imminent.

"There!"

One of his guardsmen points out to the rear of the charge, and Xenophon's one eye catches the blue horsehair mohawk and white feathers of his counterpart's helmet. Cipius was in a hasty retreat from the melee.
"Where are you going!?"

Cipius doesn't hear it. He's frantically gazing out towards Arteria's walls and looking to his reserve units, who look expectantly at their superior.

Xenophon raises his head a little higher.
"Can you watch my back while I get a look?"
"SIC, DOMINE!"
His guardsmen rally around him, forming a stagnant wall against the tribesmen that swarm around them.
"That'll do!"

He looks away to focus on Cipius was so panicked about.

A rock forms in his gut.

Arteria's gates were open, and its garrison was setting a battle line outside. If they began an attack now, then Xenophon's rear guard would be in jeopardy. Only the vixae's gun batteries, which sat nearly completely undefended, stood in their way.

Xenophon turns away, disheartened. He'd pulled too far forward, in the same fashion that he had at Ignis Mons. He shakes his head.

"Domine, we're taking a beating here!"
"Fall back, af--"
"That's impossible, Domine! We're trapped!"
Xenophon slams a gauntleted fist against his steed's armor, startling the beast as he raises his pike back up.
"Damn it all!"
Another glance catches Cipius rallying the entirety of his reserves and even some of Xenophon's own units under his hand and ushers them towards the cannon battery, that blasted away relentlessly to slow the garrison the best they could.

From his horse, Cipius looks back into the fray for his brother-in-arms and finds himself staring into his betrayed gaze. Cipius' heart pounds in his chest. He had to make an impossible decision; either lead the defense of the eastern flank and leave his kin in the center to fight alone against superior numbers or rejoin the melee to break his companions out of the trap and neglect the eastern flank, which would stand leaderless at this vital point of the battle.

He takes one shaky breath.

He wasn't going to leave Xenophon to die.

With the remaining cavalry he could muster, he rides back up onto the hill, Xenophon's cavalry barely hanging on in their struggle.

He knew the danger, but he would not be deterred.

Kicking his horse forward, the former Aynthian guard captain charges down the hill, with cavalry in tow, back into the chaos in the center of the field.

Techkoen gave the command for his men to advance, just now recognizing the danger in the center of the melee. If he could encircle the remnants of the Pratii army by himself, with luck Cipius and Xenophon would be able to focus on holding the Arteria garrison off. At least, that was his plan.

Xenophon's body burned with adrenaline as he continues hacking away with his pike, seemingly without tiring in the slightest. He cut through bronze-clad tribesmen left and right with blades hopelessly making mere scratches in his steel plating.

But his foes were wearing him down. Up to this point, Xenophon had taken five separate wounds from spear and sword infiltrating gaps in the armor. His liege had only now begun his attack, but from the vixae's perspective, it was already too late. Xenophon's guard had been reduced to not even twenty out of eighty, and the rest of his cavalry detachments lay dead and crumpled on the grass. Worse was that there was no end to the Pratii surrounding him, as with one fallen another two would appear.

As he swings his pike through the helmet of a spearman and tramples him with his horse, a sudden gap opens up in the circle.

"XENOPHON!"
The fox looks up in an instant, the exhaustion wavering in his eyes, but he doesn't see who had beckoned to him. He frantically swivels his head around to pick them out of the masses of men.

A shattering clang rings in his ears just as all goes dark.

His eyes fly back open as he slams into the ground flat on his back, crushing the wind from his lungs. Pain pulsed in agonizing bolts across the entirety of his spine and back of his skull.

It was quiet.

His foggy gaze caught a glimpse of his four staffers and their remaining guard panic and scatter before they too are mercilessly cut down.

He'd failed.

An ornately-armored Avernian emerges into the circle, wielding the broken grip of a battleax. The strike had been so hard against the vixae that the weapon had snapped, but judging that there wasn't a massive trench in Xenophon's back, it was safe to assume that he'd been hit with the flat side of the ax head.

The warrior bends down and scoops a steel sword from a fallen Eliswaran macheteman up from the ground.
"We meet again, Xenophon."
Xenophon's heart turns to ice as he regains his breath.
"W... What?"
"Don't tell me your memory fails you."
The vixae looks again as the Avernian lifts his helmet just slightly. The vixae's eyes widen.
"You!?"
It was the same noble from Aynthian who, following the Battle of the Kings, was the leading voice in opposition of joining the Kingdom. Xenophon should have expected as much, having been in the same court on that fateful day.
"It appears we meet one last time on the fields of battle. Ironic, isn't it."
Xenophon tries to move, but his weakness gets the best of him and he can't. The Avernian noble catches his effort and plants a foot on the chest plate of his armor, pinning him down with a heavy bronze boot.
"It... it didn't have to end this way," the vixae coughs with a hint of remorse as the Pratii warrior raises the steel sword's point up against his chin.
"It did indeed!" the Avernian shouts as he presses the sword closer to Xenophon's throat ever so slowly. "Do you know what allowed your prancing kingdom to exist?"
Xenophon says nothing; he knew the answer. All those years ago, with Lacaeon Kandeleka leading the landing party of humans against a tribal army at the Battle of Mount Virtutem and won against the odds.
"You knew it would come to this, and you showed your hatred at Solus!"
He knew about that!?
The worst part was that in the end, he was right.
"Thus I will put you down and ensure that no harm shall come to another soul!"
He raises the sword over his head.
"At least make it painless!"
With a great war cry, the noble plunges the blade down at him.

Xenophon shuts his eyes.

A distinct shriek of pierced armor rings in his ears.

Nothing. No pain, no impact.

Something drips onto his face. Burning, sticky.

He opens his eyes.

The Avernian had a steel longsword drawn through his back, running him completely through and protruding from just below the heart. The noble's eyes stare blankly, his mouth open but emitting no sound, at the bloody weapon.

A battered Cipius grasped its hilt with one hand, as the other has been entirely severed.
"You talked too much..."

With a swing of his arm, Cipius pulls the Avernian away from his vixae counterpart as his victim shakily drops his sword to the grass with a heavy thump. The noble collapses to his knees, spitting blood onto the grass as death took over. Cipius finishes the job by planting his heavy steel boot against his adversary's back and delivering a hefty shove to send the corpse into a limp heap on the bloodsoaked earth.

"Wasn't going to leave you here!"
Cipius bends down to pull Xenophon up, and the vixae takes hold.
He lifts him up just as a blur enters the circle of the melee.
"BEHIND YOU!"
Cipius spins around in an instant, but the loss of blood he'd suffered slowed him by a minuscule margin.

A fatal margin.

A Pratii warrior brandishing a shortsword buries it in Cipius' gut, plunging it all the way to the crossguard, with one convulsive thrust. Cipius doubles over, the wind immediately expelled from his lungs, and collapses to his knees as the Avernian releases the blade, leaving it protruding from the human's gut.
"NO! YOU BASTARDS!"

Xenophon picks the noble's dropped sword off the grass and throws himself at the assailant with a relentless fire raging in his eyes. His anger outweighed his grief, even as he fought with tears welling in his eyes. The tribesman frantically backs away, abandoning his weapon that rested in Cipius' torso, but there was no escape from Xenophon's vengeance. Five massive strikes chisel indents in the bronze shield that met them. The fox's steel-braced boot kicks the obstacle out of the grasp of the Avernian, and while his quarry is off-balance, he throws a blurred thrust forward, the steel plunging through the assailant's throat, the two feet of the shortsword's blade spearing through the flesh with almost no resistance. The fox's searing gaze searches for other victims as he scoops a spear off the bloodsoaked grass. Cipius' assailant still rested upright on his knees, despite the choked gasps and the steel sword protruding from his neck.
Still alive, then?
Xenophon spins the spear over his head and then swings it like a baseball bat, decapitating the Avernian as the steel pinnacle rips through the flesh with almost no impedance at all.
The head bounces once on the stained earth.

The smoldering in his eyes cooled, just slightly as he turns tail and races back to Cipius, who rested on his knees, clasping the sword that had been run through him.
"I... I almost knew it would end like this..."
Xenophon shakes his head. "I'm sorry, brother. This is my fault..."
"Don't be... The guardsman's oath demands we give all for the continuation of peace."
Xenophon is quiet as Cipius looks up into his eyes with one last effort.
"Do not grieve for me. Victory is yours to achieve. Do not let it pass you by. Now go!"
Cipius delivers a gauntleted punch to his shoulder, ushering him away. Xenophon stands and lifts his spear as Cipius looks to the sky and breathes his last, falling like a stone to the earth.

He was right.

The vixae gazes around as he swallows his grief.

The horsehair mohawks of Techkoen's infantry were nearly on top of him. They had crushed the center of the Pratii, and the remnants were in retreat to the east.

Then he looks east.

His heart sinks.

Both Cipius' and the vixae's retinues had watched their superiors fall in battle. Their morale shattered, they abandoned the field, attempting to flee the north but they were trapped by another Pratii force approaching from the northeast. Cipius' effort to contain the garrison had been utterly obliterated, Xenophon's gun batteries destroyed, having fired until the last round.

Arteria's garrison had been joined by Aynthian's eight-thousand-strong garrison. With half of the Eliswaran army gone but the near-entirety of the original Pratii force destroyed, it left two standing armies remaining; that of the King, with six-thousand, and the Aynthian garrison that outnumbered them by two-thousand.

"Xenophon!"
The vixae hadn't even realized that he'd fallen to his knees and found himself nearly too drained of his strength to stand up again.

Techkoen rides towards his Hand, dismounting as the last of the central melee dies out.
"By the Nine, I thought you'd fallen back there."
"I-I have..."
His liege's expression flickers with uncertainty.
"Where's Cipius? I must speak with him, urgently."
Xenophon coughs meekly. "He's dead."
Techkoen turns away with a visible grimace and then curses under his breath.
"Damnit. Can you still fight?"
Xenophon pushes himself to his feet with a convulsive effort.
"I'd fight until I breathe my last. But... that isn't to say..."
He collapses to his knees again. The adrenaline had long worn off, and the weakness of the blood loss was plaguing him.
"...I think you've done enough."
He lifts his Hand up onto the back of his horse before mounting up himself.
"Just rest. The apothecaries will care for you."
Xenophon's consciousness fades as the King kicks his horse forward towards the back of his line.

"Sire!"
"I got you a present," Techkoen calls from his steed as he dismounts and lifts Xenophon off.
"He lived, then? Have no fear, we'll take care of him."
"That's your job, isn't it?"
A pair of the apothecaries take the vixae into their arms and carry him away.
"Make sure he lives. For my sake. But for me, I have a war to fight."
"Sic, Domine."

The Eliswaran liege climbs upon his steed once again, dons his helmet, and kicks the mount forward and rides back for the battle.

"SIRE!"
"Speak!"
Techkoen gallops to a stop amongst his men as they set up a defensive stance on the hill where Xenophon's gun batteries had been. The combined garrisons of Arteria and Aynthian numbered ten thousand, nearly doubling what Techkoen had at his disposal.

But what the Eliswarans didn't have in numbers, they had in strength. They had the spirit. They had the equipment.

Six thousand soldiers of four different races looked upon their King for his word, the spring breeze clearing away the gunsmoke from hours earlier.

They were ready.

Techkoen looks to the subordinates under his hand.
"Look forward, men! Ahead lies a menace that without us, your livelihoods would be in peril! Your homes, your families! They seek to burn us from the land we agreed to coincide upon, and from there? They wish to lay ruin to the earth that we settled on and see us gone from the territory that we obtained through peace!"

His men glare forward, determination twisting onto their faces.

"Now look to your superiors. As rough as they may be, the discipline and skill you exert every passing day is a result of their leadership. They look out for you, they put their trust in you that you place all your effort in each marching step you take, with every strike against your adversaries. Now I ask you! You must respect them, you must place your trust in them! Look up to them as they do to you, and we will succeed today!"

His men raise a shout of approval, the music of cheers blending with the sound of weapons bashing shields with metallic reverberance.

"I have my faith in all of you, and we must place trust in ourselves. You know what must be done! We shall combat this menace to ensure they shall not trouble us again!"

His men chant, gazing amongst themselves and inspecting their weapons and armor.

Someone calls out "OUR ENEMY APPROACHES!"

The King raises his sword to the evening sunlight.
"Deinceps in meo imperio! Ready yourselves!"

"Yeah!"
"Let's get 'em, kill 'em!"
"Stand up! You're soldiers, not sacks of barley!"

Techkoen holds the blade high.
"PARATUS!"

The entire army goes silent in an instant, awaiting their liege's word. Only the breeze blew over the polished steel.

The Pratii reaches the base of the hill.

The blade of Techkoen's sword thrusts forth.
"CHAAAAAAAARGE!"
"HYA!"

The entire Eliswaran infantry line surges forward with a cascade of shouting, as loud as they could muster, plunging down the hillside in a massive steel deluge, their King at the head of the torrent with his sword and banner flying behind him.

The Pratii hold their ground, brandishing their spears and shields, forming a formidable wall to fend off of the imminent collision.

The wall of steel closes to fifty yards.
"DO NOT STOP! DO NOT HESITATE!"

Twenty-five.

Ten.

"YAAAAAAAAAAH!"

The thunder rocks the ground as fourteen thousand warriors smash together at the foot of the hill, battering away at each other without remorse into one climactic terminal melee.

As the King enters the fray, his men rally and force themselves forward, cleaving their way in despite being massively outnumbered.

Xenophon rode from the apothecaries' encampment at the west side of the field, without his armor. Despite protest, he demanded that he head out to observe the battle.

His vision was still fuzzy, and exhaustion plagued him. But he would not be deterred.

The cacophony of the fighting got progressively louder as he approached the hill, and before long, he rode up and onto the summit.

He gazes down.

With a small but distinct grin blossoming on his face, he nods slowly with approval at what he saw.

Techkoen had a bowl cupped around the entirety of the Pratii formation and simultaneously caught them in a place where they would have to fight him uphill.

Xenophon already knew. They didn't stand a chance.

In a matter of minutes, the Eliswaran infantry bowl folded over from both sides, completely encasing the Pratii numbers in a steel prison as they slaughtered them by the hundreds. When Techkoen and his guard plowed into the Pratii general's guardsmen, the fall of Prata's royal banner sparked a mass panic as the tribal warriors attempted to rout and flee in droves.

But for them, there was no escape. As the encirclement constricted tighter and tighter, the remaining two-and-a-half-thousand tribesmen are all mercilessly put to the sword. It is a massacre.

Xenophon turns away from the hill and rides down for the western valley where Cipius had fallen, as the distant cheers of victory rang in his ears and sunset warmed his fur.

As the sun sank, the Battle of Arteria was over.

By the next day, the number of Pratii dead is just over fifteen-and-a-half thousand out of a sum of sixteen thousand. Eliswaran numbers spanning three separate armies lost all but five thousand. Both Xenophon's and Cipius' contingents had been annihilated.

But the losses were not in vain. Within days after the Battle of Arteria, Prata, with nothing left to fight the Eliswarans with, unconditionally surrendered and once again relinquished their lands to their former ally-turned-foe. At the same time, the domains surrounding Prata had been left wide open and still bountiful with resources. Techkoen doesn't hesitate to stake his claim. In the following weeks, Eliswaran troops enter the eastern realms, further extending the Kingdom's control over Focisignis, which to the King still stood a long-term goal that had to be completed first and foremost.

But before more efforts could proceed, the soldiery objected. They wanted to rest. They wanted time to see their families, those who they had fought so hard to protect.

Techkoen lets them have their request.

They'd damn well earned it.