Yukon Begins Pt. II [IC | Region Only]

by **Onza** » Fri Nov 18, 2016 6:46 pm

The golden rays of the sun seemed to suddenly become visible, even through the blackness of his eyelids just when his sleep began to feel of quality. Were there an uninteresting scene before him, the man would have returned to sleep without hesitation, as the exhaustion from deprivation made the inertia of rest particularly powerful this time around. Before his eyes, however, was a reminder of the circumstances which led to him awakening in the desert just a few meters off the road: the overturned luxury sedan, blood in the sand, and several police officers pacing around taking photos.

The man used his hand to probe the site of pain on the back of his head, in spite the fact that both were covered in the desert sands. It was a tender to the touch, but the pain was remarkably tolerable, and the ground below him did not appear to be too terribly saturated with blood. Indeed, the man's injuries had been more minor that he originally suspected. The man reflected momentarily on his next move before appearing satisfied. The men he had just been dealing with were dead, sure, but he was alive and among the living. The latter convinced him without much thorough analysis that some sort of divine blessing was on his side, as his being alive at that moment seemed unlikely when he considered the life-threatening obstacles he had overcome: the wreck, the hitman, the lack of medical attention, and the extreme temperatures of the desert.

The man rose to his feet slowly and dusted himself off. The police's attention was obviously devoted to the scene of the wreck, and the haze's constant motion had inoculated the crime scene team to paying any mind to an apparent shift out of the corner of their eyes. He began to stumble towards the road, producing his cell phone from the breast pocket of his jacket.

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Meanwhile, back in the city, a sharply-dressed man appeared awake and alert, much in contrast to the man who survived the attack in the desert. His removal of his sunglasses when he entered a building revealed that he was the assassin. "Hi! Welcome to Ivory Smiles Dental Associates - how can I help you?" The woman behind the counter was visibly an elder, but her voice sounded exactly like what one would expect from a young adult working a secretarial job. "I need somebody to take a look at my wisdom teeth and see if they are ready for removal," the assassin responded. "Okay, you can follow me right this way," the woman said, maintaining her tone of voice.

The assassin followed the woman into the back and eventually into a dental operations room. "Dr. Aslan will be right with you in just a moment. You can just take a seat right over there," she said pointing to the angled operating table. The assassin took a seat and waited. His hands were adorned by a variety of large golden rings, all bearing varying cuts of garnet to compliment the burgundy accent of his suit. He looked around the room and inspected without moving the various posters that populated the wall before his gaze happened across a mirror. His face defined yet youthful, the type that would immediately demand to be liked upon entering a room by merit of being fairly attractive. He smiled a bit as he inspected his own face in the mirror from afar, which revealed a single glimmer of gold from within his mouth where one of his teeth were shielded by a grill - a controversial form of style in the western cities of Onza. He was adjusting his bow tie a bit when the door suddenly opened.

The dentist entered the room with no words and a briefcase. He closed the door and turned to face the assassin sitting before him. The stone cold demeanor that the man exuded left a seemingly-uncomfortable taste in the room. This was broken, however, by the dentist suddenly smiling and hugging the assassin. "Dr. Aslan!" exclaimed the hitman with glee as he reciprocated the hug. "Our client is very happy with the outcome of last night's operation," said Dr. Aslan. "In fact, he was so impressed that he has offered an additional $50k as a retainer fee."

The room grew quiet for a moment as the assassin contemplated his options. "You know I like to be able to choose my contracts. That discretion is very important to me," he finally replied. "That much I understand, and I'm insulted that you think I would forget so easily. I assured our client that you operated by your own terms and your terms only. He was satisfied, and said that you can walk away from any of his next string of contracts with no debts owed," replied the dentist.

The assassin again took a moment to interpret Dr. Aslan's proposal. "Very well," the assassin said, smiling as he extended his hand out to shake the doctor's. "Uh, but there is one minor detail that he wanted me to mention to you in his review of your work last night," the dentist said as he loosely shook the assassin's hand. "You killed the targets, but our client says he will pay a massive fee for the termination of the Onzaian that was accompanying them," he said. "There was no Onzaian with them. It was just the two foreigners and the driver," the hitman replied. "Listen, I'm not saying you're wrong, but he expressed certainty in saying that there was a fourth person in the car, and that he is apparently an individual of a very high profile."

"What exactly is his affiliation?" asked the hitman. "The client did not tell me, and my efforts to find out more about the man were in vain. I don't even know his name," said the doctor. "How do you expect me to kill a man if I don't even know his name?" the assassin asked. "The client assures me that his next string of contracts will allow you to learn the necessary details. He insisted that he was telling me everything that he knew."

Silence filled the room momentarily. "It's done, let him know I'm in."

by **Herargon** » Sun Nov 27, 2016 3:02 pm

The lost lands of Herargon

Far, far away -- in a place thought to be lost, was the mythical place of Herargon.
Since a few hundred years, the country has had isolated itself from international politics, being orientated on itself and its own culture.
Nowadays however, people began to look outwards once again. They wanted to learn more about culture, about their origins, and about their neighbours, and thus happened.

It was with great pleasure that the Emperor of Herargon, the Imperator, Helios, his Majesty, was hailed with advenian glory for reinstalling a new stance.

''As has my father desired, I will do so.'', said Marchos Archelaus, the brother of Archelaus. Archelaus had now leaved for the other world and was buried in a cryonic chamber so that he one day could arise once again to save the country - along with his more than thousand fore-elders.
Since he was Prince-regnant, he had to serve as the nation's temporary head of state until the crown prince was old enough to reign.

''And with that, I implore you, o Senatorians, that we hail ourselves in a new festive day of richdom. For that I propose we fare off with our twenty new military prestige naval vesselnoughts. Bene?''
There was a slight murmur in the Senatorial palace hall. The recent increase of military expenditure had come at the dramatic cost of their monthly turkey meal, along with a reduce of olive oil shares.
A senator stood up.
'Yes, Senator --?', asked Aestopopolious, the 92-year old blessed chairman.
''Senéchal Vergilius. If you allow me.
I would like to add that we're quite sour with the situation, as it might prove some ungratiful conditions for us and our work.
The current militaric buildup was necessary, but at what cost, Could we not have raised the taxes on the poor instead, or something else?'', spoke he, and then he sat down once again. Then the Emperor ended the debate:
''That was impossible. We had no choice but to do so. Now, if you allow me, I'll have to go to bring a visit to the new ships ... paid for and by you.'', he smiled, and so he went.

by **Vvarden** » Fri Dec 02, 2016 10:59 pm

Zoroshthurvan News Service: Foreign Edition

Rise of the Rebirth Party

The lands that the Rebirth Party believes belongs to Vvarden

The "United Vvarden" Proposal spoken of in the Senate by several
nationalist politicians of the Rebirth Party, which advocates invasions
of surrounding countries to recover historically Vvardeni land.

Recently in the Senate there has been various talk among nationalist sects within the Senate about re-instating the Empire of Vvarden and reclaiming lost land which is now part of the neighboring countries of the Grand Duchy, Saratoga and some parts of Samakia. One of the advocates for such an idea, the leader of the reactionary Rebirth Party or the Llangen Hloto in Vvardeni, Xiodase Alamngi, today spoke of his ideals within the Senate, debating with rival Mirnrose Llorhalor, a good friend of the Grand Speaker and a key member of his party, the Suran Hloto or the Great Party. In it Xiodase Alamngi spoke of the territorial losses of Vvarden throughout its history and how he believed it must be reclaimed and the non-Vvardeni population who he scolded as not belonging to Vvarden despite that a third of the total non-Vvardeni people living in Vvarden have roots in the area from over a hundred years ago, he said should be expelled, apart from those willing to stay who will be forced to marry Vvardeni and their children will be forced to marry Vvardeni. Xiodase Alamngi has some advocates among people, particularly in the conservative areas of Vvarden, but he is unlikely to gain power unless a sudden shift goes into his favour. A small portion of the debate is available below:

Several Vokun towns rise up in uprising; claim allegiance to Garlas Malatar

Land now controlled by Garlas Malatar

Vvardeni forces come into contact with Garlas Malatar, reports of severe fighting around the source of the Ikhan River as Vvardeni armored infantry battalions face resistance from Vokun tribesmen, who have fought to advance further west in a goal of seizing most of Draahran province. The town of Bereral, near Draahran, which until recently was held by remnants of the Garrison of Draahran has fallen to a mob of Garlas Malatar soldiers welding advanced armour and weapons possibly stolen from Vvardeni arsenals in the nearby vicinity. So far Garlas Malatar has focused their efforts to expand across the steppes to small villages and towns in sparesely populated areas, capturing large, but unnecessary amounts of land for the group. A meeting of all the major generals of the Vvardeni Army will meet soon in a confidential location in Zoroshthurvan to discuss plans to defeat the group which appears to be slowing down. A convoy intent on supplying the soldiers at the Mirvkan Military Base near the town of Mirvkan near the source of the Vvar River has been intercepted and destroyed. With Garlas Malatar continuing their push west, it seems Mirvkan will soon be on the front line, and at that site might Vvarden's destiny be decided.

More news updates will occur shortly.

by **Vvarden** » Tue Dec 06, 2016 11:07 pm

The room was large and sterile, within it were the most powerful individuals within Vvarden, all sitting around a long table, their many collective faces, all genders and all major ranks all thinking about one thing and one thing only, the total elimination of the Garlas Malatar group. White walls and grey carpet clashed in the Tactical Meeting Hall No.5 of the Vvardeni Army, in their main headquarters in Zoroshthurvan. The room was located on the twentieth floor, every window to the outside world in the building a full three inches thick with one way windows, the Generals and Majors could see out, but nothing could ever look in. The Vvardeni flag hung on the walls next to empty display screens, all bathed with the light of the setting sun.

They were all talking among themselves, before the heavy padlocked door, flanked by two guards outside opened and a bearded, middle aged Vvardeni wearing gold and brown robes entered the room. All stood and saluted as he approached his end of the table, closest to the windows.

"We are all gathered here to eliminate the group known as Garlas Malatar, which as we all know two weeks ago seized the town of Draahran and quickly spread to nearby villages," The Speaker for Defence Thorval Mavadil glanced around the room. There were some old faces and new faces as well. All would be needed to stop this threat, else soon the Senate's worst nightmare would become a reality, a tyrannical regime hell bent on eliminating all outside influences, and every outsider in Vvarden would die. "Again as you all we have sent troops to halt their deployment, and we have gained a limited but insignificant success against them near Otharalas and Beneno. We are all here to suggest ideas, and share discussions. Please voice anything, no matter how ludicrous it may seem." He nodded to a woman at the back. "General Llorue S'thes, I remember you voicing an opinion of yours three days ago, but we never had time to discuss it. Please do so now." Thorval sat into his chair as S'thes rose.

"Thank you, Speaker." She moved away from the table and headed towards a display screen. "Show S'thes Plan Alpha, security code Llolian-441-Rinelnim-223-Geran-9902." Within a blink of an eye the screen turned on, showing a two dimensional battle plan.

"We all know Garlas Malatar is a force to be reckoned with, and we know they are advancing into Vokun populated areas in order to recruit more into their army. I'm thinking we let them."

Several voices scoffed at this suggestion. General S'thes glared in their direction.

"My plan goes like this. They urgently need more people to carry out their battles, so what we do is we integrate a large amount of operatives into the Garlas Malatar army population, many of them have already got lives pretending to be Vokun in areas we thought many years ago would soon revolt. We get them to infiltrate the hierarchy, even if they never achieve the top ranks of command they can still do damage."

"They can issue false orders and go blindly into our encirclements where we can capture a large amount of Vokun, especially near major towns like Evosvur where we can lure them out of their fortifications on false orders. We may not defeat them entirely through this method but we'll gain time and make things easier for us. We already know due to an operative that they find the best and most fanatic individuals when taking a town and have them fight for them. They also take Vvardeni in as well, though they have to go through immense amounts of brainwashing in order to be completely loyal. Furthermore, another stage to my plan is to draw a line, almost like a wall, of troops in key positions that they will see as vulnerable to flanking. This is where operatives can help. They will lead them into a slaughter, and soon we will outflank their flanking maneuvers. That is all."

Most of the generals and officers clapped as S'thes sat down again. Thorval Mavadil stood up again.

"Thank you for that opinion General S'thes. Now for his idea of how to deal with Garlas Malatar is General-"
He was interrupted suddenly as a soldier burst into the room carrying a small portable tablet.

"Sir, you need to get out of here fast!"

"What do you mean?"

"We got a message from Garlas Malatar, they're going to strike this very building."
Suddenly several generals began to look on worried, some were packing up their folders and briefcases they had brought with them.

"What? But why?"

"I don't know sir, we need to-" Suddenly his voice was drawn out by the sounds of large engines from behind the Speaker. Thorval turned. A large drone stood outside the window, and within a second, fired every round of bullet into the room, shattering the glass and leaving no centimeter of the surfaces blank, instead shot to pieces by hot metal bursting from its guns. Everyone ran, overturning the table in their excitement. Some took shelter, some fled, but most of whom that fled were quickly cut down.

Thorval took shelter behind the now overturned table, which thankfully was bulletproof. The sound of the bullets ricocheting off the surfaces rang in his ears, as did the cries of his companions and partners against Garlas Malatar. Then it was over. The ammunition of the drone was spent and it flew off. Thorval stood back up again. The windows were gone, reduced to a few small pieces of inch thick glass stuck to the frame. A slight breeze wafted through the room. Many were dead, scattered on the floor like dolls an angry child threw down. Among them was S'thes. He walked out of the room slowly, half paralyzed from the shock from such an attack, gazing at the torn bodies of those he knew well. Finally as he almost left the empty and soulless conference room he heard the sounds of engines again. The drone plunged into that floor of the building at full speed, and many were killed.

On the tablet on the bloody floor of the conference room, a single message popped up on the screen.
"You kill us with these weapons, we'll strike back harder than before, when you least expect it."

by **The Landfish Colonies** » Wed Dec 28, 2016 1:52 am

Samakia Today: National News Agency

Dulo Isle Incident Reaches Resolution

Prime Minister Ezekwesili During an Interview

Shamballe's Tomb, Within the Island Jungle

Rockwell B-1 Lancer

During a press release following intense debate during the Dulo Isle Summit, Samakian Prime Minister Kofi Ezekwesili has stated the the Socialist People's Republic of Samakia will accept the terms laid out during the meeting, an act which will hopefully bring an end to increased intentions in the region. The agreement will bring the Shamballe Island under control of the SPRS, while the rest of the Dulo Island chain will officially fly the Vvardeni flag. The Samakian Head of State, Tymeo Bankole has called the agreement a strong and important move, in creating a stable future of Samakia and it's people.

"If we are too prosper, we must learn to compromise." Bankole stated in an interview, addressing recent events, "The People of Samakia have bled for too long... Perhaps it is time we began to try and heal those wounds."

This decision has been met with a mixed response from the Samakian Legislature, many of whom believe that the act is a display of weakness, and General Secretary Bankole has faced fierce criticism for the move.

Regardless, Samakia has begun to face the repercussions of the decision, moving naval assets from now foreign waters. The majority of the SPRS FirstFleet (taking up the bulk of War Games around the Islands) is heading to dock in Qadar City, while the Air Craft Carrier The Shamballe has anchored off the coast of Bauja, a small port city on the western side of Shamballe Island.

Situation on Shamballe Island

In the wake of the decision made during the Dulo Isle Summit, an archaeological team has been sent to the Samakian Island to investigate the Tomb of Shamballe, with the intent of recovering the body of the late Samakian Hero. This however, is not without it's challenges as the temple is concealed deep within the Jungles of the Island, making recovery efforts difficult.

Furthermore, a Samakian Marine was shot and killed by a local man named Tyson Miller, a Samakian Mainlander who fled the rise of the Communist Party during the later years of the revolution. Another 3 Marines were wounded during the incident early yesterday morning outside a bar in Bauja. Miller was killed at the scene by an off duty police officer, but the attack has increased tensions between islanders and mainland Samakians. A force of 500 Marines are now stationed on the island

...Before the Storm
Bay of Baako

"Storms blowing in off the water... Let's get this done fast." The sun was setting over the tarmac, lighting up Qadar Airfield in vibrant oranges, yellows and reds. The ocean however was a different story, thick black clouds forming over the Bay of Baako, only a few kilometers from the airfield. This was not ideal, thought Major Okafor, a pilot in the PRA Air Force.

"Don't worry comrade, we'll be long gone before it hits." His copilot, Captain Danjuma grunted impatiently, "We'll be touching down in Bauja air strip, should keep us from facing the worst of it."

The Major nodded, slipping his helmet over his head as he began to walking across the tarmac. A slight breeze chilled him as he marched proudly towards his aircraft, a B-1 Lancer Strategic Reconnaissance Bomber. It had been readied for their mission, a short yet important flight. They were officially meant to fly over Shamballe Island, taking a survey of the jungle for archaeological purposes, and aiding in the excavation of Shamballe's tomb. Officially. The two pilots reached their plane, and began to climb up into the cockpit. Before they did, however, Okafor grabbed the Captain by the shoulder. In his free hand he held a pistol, which he handed to his copilot.

"If something goes wrong, you know what to do. No one can know."

"Of course, Comrade Major." The Captain nodded, taking the gun. The two clambered into the cockpit.

"Bandit 1-Actual, this is Osiris." The Control tower spoke into the pilots radio, "You are cleared for take off. Good luck."

"Copy that, Osiris. Bandit Actual rolling out." The Lancer roared down the runway, before picking off into the sky and slowly fading out of view, the storm crawling towards the mainland.

by **Herargon** » Thu Dec 29, 2016 4:49 pm

The Island Awakens

NOVA ROMA - A brief message has been sent out, in their own language.

Forgotten and unbeknownst, an ancient-styled message was sent to the world of Yukon.

The message was sent alongside with translations into older languages like Vvardenian and the languages of The Landfish Colonies.

Reading, it contained what roughly could be translated as a greeting to the world and to inform that they are coming out of a hide. Although the transcript included nothing else, it may be regarded as an important message by the international community.

What is this Heradean empire and what are they doing there?
Are we not alone? Or are they shadows of our past..?

by **Vvarden** » Fri Dec 30, 2016 6:26 pm

Zoroshthurvan News Service: Foreign Edition

Samakian Spy Plane Shot Down Over Vvardeni Border

The Rockwell B-1 Lancer, the Same Type of Plane Shot Down

In the late hours of yesterday according to the Vvardeni Military, a Samakian B-1 Lancer Stealth Bomber crossed into Vvardeni territory over the Dulo Isles before sweeping towards the mainland, where it was intercepted by surface to air missiles and shot down. The pilots were arrested upon landing a kilometer east of the shoreline in a muddy field. The military had reportedly seen the Spy Plane enter its territory over the Dulo Isles and was about to take action to escort it out of Vvardeni airspace when it suddenly moved towards the mainland and fearing the worst shot it down as it passed over land. The plane was thought to be on a photographic mission, taking airbourne photos of the Dulo Isles which recently were given back to Vvarden, possibly attempting to try to find and photograph pictures of possible military bases. The pilots of the Samakian Stealth Bomber, Major Benefito Okafor and Captain Shamballe Danjuma are currently being held in custody.

The Grand Speaker has recently made a statement upon arriving back in Vvarden, condemning the Samakian Government for
a "betrayal of trust":

I have recently been given reports upon my landing in Zoroshthurvan about the recent shooting down of what is believed to be a Samakian spy plane and I am thoroughly unimpressed. The sheer recklessness of flying a spy plane which had no business going over Vvardeni airspace in the first place, so soon after a major conference on a disputed border zone is a major betrayal of trust. I had thought the Samakian government were the type of individuals to recognize a treaty, especially so soon after its signing, which I now see was a flawed observation. I will in this time of great tension agree to give back the pilots at the next major conference whenever that may be. I will see to it personally they are treated well, and that they will be tried fairly and serve out some of their sentence before being returned.

Vvarden Seeks Interest In Opening Herardeni-Vvardeni Relations

After the recent shock emergence of the Heradean Empire, as they seem to refer to themselves, and the more astounding fact that the messages were sent in an old form of Vvardeni, the Grand Speaker has sought to open relations with this re-emerging country, and has already prepared an ambassadorial delegation to be sent at the Heradean Empire's authorisation. The Grand Speaker has spoken to the Senate about the importance of opening such relations, as the Heradean Empire may have ties to a Vvardeni past:

The fact that this Empire coming out of hiding sent messages translated in to an old form of Vvardeni and Samakian proves that this nation has a history that we cannot possibly deny. Due to the destruction of our heritage long ago with the End of the Old Empire and the Tragedy*, we need to know more about our past, and in my opinion there is no better way than to learn about this Empire than to send a delegation. The delegation will be headed by Ambassador Ranadas Reytis Sanevanni, who was born into a life of poverty, but quickly overcame it with diligence and hard work. He has helped the Restorers with locating and recovering various important pieces of our past and he has an avid passion for historical subjects including Vvardeni history during the Old Empire. As thus I and my council believe he is the excellent choice to lead the delegation to the Heradean Empire.

*Translated Vvardeni term for the overall enslavement of Vvardeni and dispersal from their native home. called the Troldalvo in Vvardeni

More news updates will occur shortly.

by **The Landfish Colonies** » Tue Jan 03, 2017 8:42 pm

Samakia Today: National News Agency

General Secretary Bankole Blames Vvarden For B-1 Incident

Tymeo Bankole Speaks Before the National Assembly

The General Secretary of the Samakian Communist Party, Tymeo Bankole had strong words to give today before the National Assembly in Gavanay, Samakia, in regards to the recent incident involving a Samakian B-1 Lancer being shot down by Vvarden. Bankole stated that the Plane had been flying over Samakian territory, when it was blown of track in the midst of a storm over the Island of Shamballe. According the Samakian Officials, the purpose of the flight was to take aerial photos of the dense jungle covering the island. When over taken by the storm, Samakian pilot Major Benefito Okafor was ordered to return to the mainland, but became lost, at which point the plane was engaged and shot down by the Vvardeni military.

General Secretary Bankole has called the act a "Slap in the face too Samak-Vvardeni relations...." and "A blatant attempt by the Vvardeni government to slander and vilify the Socialist People's Republic of Samakia." Bankole has demanded the immediate return of both pilots unharmed to Samak soil. When asked as to what action he was willing to take in order to achieve justice, Bankole responded simply, "I will do what it takes."

by **Vvarden** » Sat Jan 07, 2017 9:12 pm

Zoroshthurvan News Service: Foreign Edition

Grand Speaker Warns Of Worsening Relations In B-1 Incident

The Embassy of Vvarden in Gavanay

In response to the recent Samakian demand for the pilots of the B-1 Stealth Bomber that was recently shot down over Vvardeni airspace, the Grand Speaker has offered "A series of negotiations for which to proceed on this issue," also in response to the words spoken by General Secretary Bankole in his recent demands. The Grand Speaker has also spoke on "The possible jeopardizing of everything we had worked so hard over the past several years for..." If the Samakian government were to "Worsen relations by spouting threatening rhetoric and not respecting my word that the pilots will be returned after a Vvardeni trial."

Already Samakian tourists and businessmen who had recently been given the freedom to pass into Vvarden by the Dulo Isles Treaty are starting to return back due to rising tensions as well as Vvardeni in Samakia. The Vvardeni Embassy has also increased the number of guards patrolling in the area for "Protection against any possible Samak threat, however unlikely," as the Vvardeni Ambassador to Samakia, Dardstar Tharador spoke today from the Embassy. The Grand Speaker has reportedly "not liked" Dardstar Tharador's statement and issuing of more guards to the Embassy calling it an "Action that might be overestimated by the Samak...I am currently discussing the issue with the Ambassador."

Successor to Magnus XI Crowned Today in Ceremony

After several months of training by many of the higher ranking priests and Guides, the successor to the late High Priest Magnus XI, who died several months ago after succumbing to injuries from the Temple of Eternal Truth by Garlas Malatar has been appointed in a lavish ceremony High Priest. The 13 year old, a half-Vokun child named Ulvasas Nasirpal before her ascension has taken the regal name Llenesu II. The new High Priestess will spend most of her adolescence studying religious texts for guidance when she reaches the age of twenty, upon which he will officially take part fully in major religious ceremonies. One of his first acts as High Priestess will be to visit the reconstruction of the Temple of Eternal Truth and to bless it upon its completion in around seven years. High Priestess Llenesu II has also met with the Grand Speaker and many other prominent governmental figures. For the next few years she will enjoy mild solitude at Arvhandas, a mountain fortress built during the time of the Seven States overlooking the Lake of Creation.

More news updates will occur shortly.

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