1870-1920 Era War: A Twist (IC)

[Norcourt]

Harker's Landing, Goldrush
October 24th, 1886

Harker thought for a minute, the main goal was to defend his Fort, however the real goal was to conquer the Volgan territory of Goldrush. If the Arengins intervened in the war, supposedly they would be asking for land aswell. Of course this wasn't his decision, but the Grand Lord's, so he continued to speak.

Lieutenant Harker: I see no shame in assistance, after all we'll need it greatly. As you were Corporal. Dismissed.

He said to the Corporal

Harker: Anyways Cromwell, indeed you may. To be quite honest with you, I don't know why I hadn't thought of that. We shall put several Maxim machine guns on the side of the oncoming Volgans. I've heard they use the Berdan Rifle, one such rifle created by a Sharpshooter in the American Civil War. Our boys are armed with Remingtons. Rolling Blocks to be more specific. Not the most advanced, but with our men we can shoot at least 12 to 15 rounds per minute. Anyways, sir, we best get going.

Harker left the Quarters, and ordered the men to stay in the ditches and walls, to keep watch with the guns ready to fire.

[Arengin Union]

Alefum-Maelstrum Line

A strategy had been developed and the orders had been sent. The messenger ran to the howitzer companies and gave the orders. The scouts had made sure to read out the Volgan territory from afar within the mountains. Several nearby villages where a good target but a nearby road was better, it seem to be used by military patrols.

The orders were followed. "Grid 6329. Fire mission, get ready men." The men loaded the shells, about 150 howitzers were ready to fire on the road as well as the outskirts of the nearby town.

"FIRE!"

The shells were fired and the road and outskirts of the village began to shape into a quagmire.

[The Traansval]

Harker's Landing, Goldrush
October 24th, 1886

Harker thought for a minute, the main goal was to defend his Fort, however the real goal was to conquer the Volgan territory of Goldrush. If the Arengins intervened in the war, supposedly they would be asking for land aswell. Of course this wasn't his decision, but the Grand Lord's, so he continued to speak.

Lieutenant Harker: I see no shame in assistance, after all we'll need it greatly. As you were Corporal. Dismissed.

He said to the Corporal

Harker: Anyways Cromwell, indeed you may. To be quite honest with you, I don't know why I hadn't thought of that. We shall put several Maxim machine guns on the side of the oncoming Volgans. I've heard they use the Berdan Rifle, one such rifle created by a Sharpshooter in the American Civil War. Our boys are armed with Remingtons. Rolling Blocks to be more specific. Not the most advanced, but with our men we can shoot at least 12 to 15 rounds per minute. Anyways, sir, we best get going.

Harker left the Quarters, and ordered the men to stay in the ditches and walls, to keep watch with the guns ready to fire.

The Corporal quickly left the command tent, manning his Telegraph once more, sending the location of Harkers Landing and all intel on the situation. High Command promised the would send a force soon, but they were pretty vague on it.

While the corporal tapped away, Sergeant Jensing led EZ Company, 40 Men, up onto the rocky hill of the Left Flank. Their position gave them a sweeping view of the Front of the Fort, and the men began to set up MG-80 Machine Guns (The MG-80 is the Boer Maxim) on the hill. Large boulders and slabs of stone provided natural cover for the men. 6 of the men set up 2 small Mortars, and began to pre-Sight the area where the Volgans would most likely attack.

Back inside the Fort, 2 More Norcourtian Regiments arrived, totaling 3,000 Norcourtian Foreign Volunteers, all of the Norcourtians in the Foreign Legion. Word was that the majority of the Troops in Bhaarland were being focused on the Push into North and Central Goldrush, and as such support for Harkers Landing would not come until after Central Goldrush was secured.

[The Imperial Warglorian Empire]

"Ja, I'm sure." Adler said, still cranking it. Meanwhile, the charges did not slow the zombies that much, and soon about 10 zombies crashed through. Soon, the men had to use melee weapons, as the 4 guards started savagely bayoneting zombies, and Landa slashed with his sabre. "Herr Adler, are you sure zat it vill work?" Landa said, throwing an empty pistol at a zombies head, and then decapitating it. "You better verdammt hope it vill!" Adler said.

Suddenly, a zombie nearly bit Adler, but Adler kicked the zombie back, and then drew out a Gasser M1870, which completely blasted off the zombie's head, spreading the remains all over Henrik's back. "Oops, sorry mein freund." Adler said.

Agent Heinrik: Serves me right for buying a new suit...

Heinrik adjusted the Bowler Hat on his head, and withdrew his Bowe Knife, the Things had overrun his position, and now came hand to hand. In one hand, he held his Bowe Knife, in the other, a Colt Larmie Revolver, the most powerful available on the Civilian Market.

Agent Heinrik: ADLER, WE CAN'T HOLD EM FOREVER, ITS NOW OR NEVER!!

"Just wait a few seconds mein freund, I have everything under control!" Adler said. "Now, how do I turn zis thing on?" Adler said to himself. Adler then pulled a switch, which then turned on the gun, making it light up with life. "Okay mein freunds, stand behind me!" Adler said. The soldiers and Heinrik quickly ran behind him. Adler then lifted the strange gun. "DER FÜHRER IS BACK!" Adler shouted triumphantly. Suddenly, the gun fired out what seemed like a massive bolt of lightning, which started to rush through the zombies, electrifying them.

Suddenly, the machine made a strange hissing sound. "BANDITI! IT'S OVERLOADING!" Alfredo shouted. "SCHEISSE, RUN FOR IT!" Landa shouted. Suddenly, the machine exploded, and the strange gun blasted out an even more powerful blast.

A minute later
Soon, the entire place looked like sh*t. Everywhere was black from the massive explosion, everyone else was black with the soot on their faces. Adler stood triumphantly, with his entire body covered with black dust, and his hair quite untidy. Beyond the door, you could see hundreds of smouldering bodies, still cooking from the blast. "Mein freunds, let me introduce you to the latest miracle of Warglorian Military Technology, it uses a mass amount of power to launch electricity, and can cook a mass of people inside out!" Adler said

"Of course it's not complete, ze zing zat stored ze energy for it, a new invention we call a überbattery, often overheats and explodes when used for more then 6 seconds, ze official name is ze Wundewaffe DG1, but I like to call it......sweet sweet Greta." Adler said, smiling.

[New Communist and Socialist Unions]

SUCCESSION IN THE EMPIRE!

Two days before this day, the old emperor Johann of Soissons has died in his sleep, and after much wrangling in the elections, the emperor's son, Johann, has been crowned as Emperor Johann II. After the mourning process was finished, Johann II has decided to throw a celebration in commentating his smooth succession. Invitations to the nations of the world, Imperium or non-Imperium have been sent. "I look forward to this celebration, as we can finally improve relations with non-Imperium nationstates." the emperor commented in an interview with one of our reporters.

Apparently the Zjaum are the only ones who care... We gladly accept, and we shall send our finest diplomats, business leaders, and nobility to the occasion. Is there a limit as to how many people we can officially send?

There is a limit, 15 people can only be sent. We thank you for accepting our invitation, I hope you have a good time.

52 days.

Response to the NCSU

To: Emperor Johann II of the NCSU
Subject: Celebration!
We gladly accept! I and my colleague, Mios Askwell, send our condolences for your loss. Death is untimely and unfortunate. Though, I shall be coming whilst Maestoso Mios Askwell manages the nation. When does the party begin? I shall land in Thatcherton, but please do specify which port and where it is.
Thank you!
Regards, Grand Mios Askwell of Rannoria

Thank you for going to our celebration, you should land at R'lyeh our capital in order to immediately go to the palace. Other than that, have fun in the celebrations!

From: Elected Official Mark Kruger, Leader of The Traansval and her People

To: Emperor Johann II, Leader of the NCSU and her People

Dear and great leader, i would be honored to attend this Celebration. Perhaps it could help improve relations between our two nations.

I shall bring along my family, along with a guard of Republican Guardsmen and Diplomats.

Ahh, the Transvaal, I look forward to your arrival Sir Mark Kruger. May this celebration result in the strengthening of diplomatic relations.

To: NCSU Emperor Johann II
From: Premier Sergei Kalashinkov

The Eodorian Socialist Republic accepts your kind invitation. And we all hope that our two nations will have better relations because of this. Me and my colleagues would also like to send our condolences for the loss of your father, I two have had this experience, in a rather different way to you. Yet lets not get down about the past, instead look to the future.

I hope to meet you soon,

Premier Sergei Kalashnikov

Yes, I hope so too. Thank you for the condolences, I was really attached to father and his death was in a way, slightly traumatising. Anyway, I look forward to your arrival soon.

---

The emperor was finally finished in the typing of the reply letters. He sighed slightly as he sipped a half finished glass of water. He went outside and oversaw the celebration preparation.

[The Traansval]

Agent Heinrik: Serves me right for buying a new suit...

Heinrik adjusted the Bowler Hat on his head, and withdrew his Bowe Knife, the Things had overrun his position, and now came hand to hand. In one hand, he held his Bowe Knife, in the other, a Colt Larmie Revolver, the most powerful available on the Civilian Market.

Agent Heinrik: ADLER, WE CAN'T HOLD EM FOREVER, ITS NOW OR NEVER!!

"Just wait a few seconds mein freund, I have everything under control!" Adler said. "Now, how do I turn zis thing on?" Adler said to himself. Adler then pulled a switch, which then turned on the gun, making it light up with life. "Okay mein freunds, stand behind me!" Adler said. The soldiers and Heinrik quickly ran behind him. Adler then lifted the strange gun. "DER FÜHRER IS BACK!" Adler shouted triumphantly. Suddenly, the gun fired out what seemed like a massive bolt of lightning, which started to rush through the zombies, electrifying them.

Suddenly, the machine made a strange hissing sound. "BANDITI! IT'S OVERLOADING!" Alfredo shouted. "SCHEISSE, RUN FOR IT!" Landa shouted. Suddenly, the machine exploded, and the strange gun blasted out an even more powerful blast.

A minute later
Soon, the entire place looked like sh*t. Everywhere was black from the massive explosion, everyone else was black with the soot on their faces. Adler stood triumphantly, with his entire body covered with black dust, and his hair quite untidy. Beyond the door, you could see hundreds of smouldering bodies, still cooking from the blast. "Mein freunds, let me introduce you to the latest miracle of Warglorian Military Technology, it uses a mass amount of power to launch electricity, and cook a massive of people inside out!" Adler said

"Of course it's not complete, ze zing at stored ze energy for it, a new invention we call a battery, often overheats and explodes when used for more then 6 seconds, ze official name is ze Wundewaffe DG1, but I like to call it......sweet sweet Greta." Adler said, smiling.

Agent Heinrik: We've had batteries for years chap. Our emergency signals use them. But this thing, it does not belong in the world of man.... But, let us discuss Ethics after we get the f*ck out of here! Shall we?

[The Imperial Warglorian Empire]

Agent Heinrik: We've had batteries for years chap. Our emergency signals use them. But this thing, it does not belong in the world of man.... But, let us discuss Ethics after we get the f*ck out of here! Shall we?

"Jawol, I suppose so." Adler said, throwing out the now broken DG1, and got out a napkin to clean out his face a bit. "Ok, let's go, Greta had a limited range, so not all of zem are dead." Adler and the others followed Heinrik to the sewers, where they met up with the others. "Agh, it smells like rotten corn down here." Landa said. "Ja, I might be ze culprit." Kärl said, laughing. Suddenly, Landa pushed Kärl into the river of sh*t.

[The Traansval]

Agent Heinrik: We've had batteries for years chap. Our emergency signals use them. But this thing, it does not belong in the world of man.... But, let us discuss Ethics after we get the f*ck out of here! Shall we?

"Jawol, I suppose so." Adler said, throwing out the now broken DG1, and got out a napkin to clean out his face a bit. "Ok, let's go, Greta had a limited range, so not all of zem are dead." Adler and the others followed Heinrik to the sewers, where they met up with the others. "Agh, it smells like rotten corn down here." Landa said. "Ja, I might be ze culprit." Kärl said, laughing. Suddenly, Landa pushed Kärl into the river of sh*t.

Agent Heinrik: Gentlemen, let us maintain decorum. Now, let us check the map. This sewer only extends all over the city, and since the city is currently being filled with These Things, i suggest we exit at this drain here on the edge of Nuwe Berlin, where this Sh*t gets dumped out into a River which flows into the Ocean. From their, we can make it to the Countryside, and possibly find a Safehouse out there.

[The Imperial Warglorian Empire]

Agent Heinrik: Gentlemen, let us maintain decorum. Now, let us check the map. This sewer only extends all over the city, and since the city is currently being filled with These Things, i suggest we exit at this drain here on the edge of Nuwe Berlin, where this Sh*t gets dumped out into a River which flows into the Ocean. From their, we can make it to the Countryside, and possibly find a Safehouse out there.

"Ja, zere should be a bunker base in ze countryside on ze coast belonging to us, once we get out, I should be able to find ze way out." Adler said. Suddenly, Kärl, who had just got up, angrily tried to push Landa into the river, but Landa dodged, and Kärl once again fell into the river of sh*t. "Damn it Landa, I just got zis uniform!" Kärl said. "Well, you should be more careful" Landa shrugged. Kärl angrily got back up, soaking wet with pieces of sh*t on him, when he heard something. "Do you hear something?" He asked. Suddenly, gunfire began. "Scheisse! It's the DSG, zey've broken in!" Adler said, getting out his pistols and shooting at them.

[The Traansval]

Agent Heinrik: Gentlemen, let us maintain decorum. Now, let us check the map. This sewer only extends all over the city, and since the city is currently being filled with These Things, i suggest we exit at this drain here on the edge of Nuwe Berlin, where this Sh*t gets dumped out into a River which flows into the Ocean. From their, we can make it to the Countryside, and possibly find a Safehouse out there.

"Ja, zere should be a bunker base in ze countryside on ze coast belonging to us, once we get out, I should be able to find ze way out." Adler said. Suddenly, Kärl, who had just got up, angrily tried to push Landa into the river, but Landa dodged, and Kärl once again fell into the river of sh*t. "Damn it Landa, I just got zis uniform!" Kärl said. "Well, you should be more careful" Landa shrugged. Kärl angrily got back up, soaking wet with pieces of sh*t on him, when he heard something. "Do you hear something?" He asked. Suddenly, gunfire began. "Scheisse! It's the DSG, zey've broken in!" Adler said, getting out his pistols and shooting at them.

Agent Heinrik: EVERYONE STOP SHOOTING! YOU IDIOTS! THIS PLACE IS FILLED WITH METHANE GAS, ONE SPARK AND WE WILL ALL BURN ALIVE!

[The Imperial Warglorian Empire]

"Ja, zere should be a bunker base in ze countryside on ze coast belonging to us, once we get out, I should be able to find ze way out." Adler said. Suddenly, Kärl, who had just got up, angrily tried to push Landa into the river, but Landa dodged, and Kärl once again fell into the river of sh*t. "Damn it Landa, I just got zis uniform!" Kärl said. "Well, you should be more careful" Landa shrugged. Kärl angrily got back up, soaking wet with pieces of sh*t on him, when he heard something. "Do you hear something?" He asked. Suddenly, gunfire began. "Scheisse! It's the DSG, zey've broken in!" Adler said, getting out his pistols and shooting at them.

Agent Heinrik: EVERYONE STOP SHOOTING! YOU IDIOTS! THIS PLACE IS FILLED WITH METHANE GAS, ONE SPARK AND WE WILL ALL BURN ALIVE!

"Scheisse, your right, quickly, keep running!" Adler said. Soon, everyone started running towards the end. One of the soldiers got close, but Landa took out a knife and threw it at the soldier's face, killing him. Soon, they saw a light at the end of the entrance. "Quickly, zere it is, Heinrik, Landa, Kärl, Alfredo, help me hold zem off, ze rest of you, get out of here!" Adler said. Soon, the other Order people started jumping out of the exit, into the river.

[Zjaum]

Apparently the Zjaum are the only ones who care... We gladly accept, and we shall send our finest diplomats, business leaders, and nobility to the occasion. Is there a limit as to how many people we can officially send?

There is a limit, 15 people can only be sent. We thank you for accepting our invitation, I hope you have a good time.

The emperor was finally finished in the typing of the reply letters. He sighed slightly as he sipped a half finished glass of water. He went outside and oversaw the celebration preparation.

All right. Our king is busy with war, and his staff are busy with the royal wedding... Here is the roster of people that we send to the meeting:

Okoya Bren-so the Tall, a diplomat of the Bren-so tribe, and her escort: Bupin Bren-so, Ozj Plau, Elek Takata, and Bem Zjostrum.
Elek Tupaqi, our newly-appointed ambassador to the NCSU, and his escort: Paba Tumik, Ozj-okoya Pait, Koy Kyim, and Bok Zjai.
Egil Alvar Plaustrum (no relation), an upstanding businessman looking to make connections, and his escort: Eka Imperia, Triinu Metaxas, Lagle Argyrix, Eha Colonomox, and Toi Tumik.

[The Volgan Confederation]

Moscow
The Premier proposed an Armistice for 2 years with the Entente, and gets ready to go to the Marxist Union for the Emperor's Funeral and his son's Coronation Ceremony. He tells what's going on and who's coming with him to his Cabinet. "I shall take General Brusilov, General-in-Chief Heidan, the Commissar of Foreign Affairs, the Commissar of International Aid, the Commissar of Nationalities, and my Secretary, as well as some Translators and Journalists. The Commissar of the Red Army and the Commissar of Finance shall be in Charge while we're gone." the Premier said. "The ones I said who's coming, you are dismissed to start Packing, because we'll be leaving on the 6 O'clock Ship to the Marxist Union. May God Protect us, and let us Strive in these Dreaded Times.". Just then, riots outside of the Red Palace has broke out in Moscow, and the Premier was forced to send several thousand Special Forced Imperial Guards to break the riots.

[Norcourt]

Harker's Langing, Goldrush

As the Foreign Legion went to the West of the camp, to have a vantage point, and a position for Machine Gun fire, Lord Horatio Ford, did the same but in the east, with some men of the 22nd Regiment of Foot. Lord Ford, who was wearing a inverness cloak, and sporting an olden Bicorne, told the troops of the plan.

"Alright, gentlemen. As you know, a mighty force of 200,000 will lay siege to this great fort that we have built over the last week or so. However, we have the advantage terrain wise, and military wise. The Volgans only have one way of attack, as the only entryway is through the center. However, this does not men this will be an easy battle. Now our job is to cover the flanks of the lads down in the fort and to maintain a controlled rate of Machine Gun fire on the Volgans. Now, if you look straight ahead you will see the lads of the Foreign Legion, there job the same as ours but at the other side. Remember these are peasants and conscripts, the worst of society brought to fight unwillingly. You, are soldiers of the Lord, trained and disciplined and experienced in the field of battle. Now come on then." Said Lord Ford.

[The Volgan Confederation]

OOC: To everyone on here, I'm not gonna be active when I'm sleeping. Good night.

[Norcourt]

OOC: To everyone on here, I'm not gonna be active when I'm sleeping. Good night.

G'noight meighty.

[Zjaum]

OOC: To everyone on here, I'm not gonna be active when I'm sleeping. Good night.

Wow, really?

[Rannoria]

Chapter: IV
Restoration
- Ep 4/Progress, and a Rather Interesting Wager

Zee Prlmnt, Rannkradle - Diplomacy, Diplomacy. Oh, Diplomacy.
Two new guns, one made by Kuning Kavaronian, Sir Merah Kavaronian's brother (the one who made the Maxim equivalent), and one made by Elfrich Jean-Balahy. They were presented to Tyron Gren and Mios Askwell.
"And these are...?" Mios asked.

"Guns, Mios." Tyron said.

"I know that, Tyron. I'm just asking, why are you two presenting these to us when you could've just asked a factory owner?"

The two inventors looked at each other, then looked back at the two leaders and shrugged. "Anyhow." Jean-Balahy said. "These are our two new guns. I present to you, the Elfrich 1887."

"I beg your pardon? This revolver is named the Elfrich 1887?" Mios asked.

"Well, you see, this Elfrich is merely a prototype, but, just like you said earlier, and we have gotten the approval and support of several companies. Such as Rkadian Industries and Sordwen Co. In 1887, it's expected to be in full use. With your approval, anyway."

"Rather interesting." Tyron said, then turned to Kavaronian. "Now, you. You are Kuning Kavaronian, Merah Kavaronian's brother. You've also gotten into the arms industry have you?"

"Well, to start off, you're actually-" He was cut off by a glare from Elfrich, then sighed, then moved on. "I present to thee, the Kavaronian Lever-Model 1886. Or the KLM 1886, if you will. This is a lever-action model..." And he went on about the specifics.

"So... rather complicating. But, Mios did learn a few things from Sios and some books, and he agrees with it. Alright, then. By official decree... wait, can you hand me your form? Thank you." The two inventors did so, and thus they watched. "By official decree, I declare the Kavaronian Lever-Model 1886 and the Elfrich 1887 are soon going to be the next standard guns of the army!" And then, he stamped the two forms.

OOC: The Elfrich 1887 is based off the Webley Revolver 1887, and the KLM 1886 is based of the Winchester 1886.

The Reform Club, Rannkradle - Only for the Finest Ladies and Gentlemen.
Alabastor Fogg played with his five friends on the Blackjack table. Just recently he had won the round and said, "Blackjack." And placed his cards on the table.

"Well, men." He said, as he looked at the clock. "I must go and rest and prepare. And, Andrew, do we finalize the beginning of this wager?"

Andrew Montgomery nodded, then stood up. "A gentleman's agreement. Tomorrow, at 8 o' clock AM, it shall begin. Shake on it." Alabastor nodded, and shook. It was sealed.

Alabastor was a rather strange person. A man of Twelve Isles decent, and even then his mother was from the Twelve Isles, his father Rannorian whose ancestors were from the western islands. Quiet, reserved, rather a-little bland, yet it made him somewhat eccentric. Not much is known about him, besides the fact that he tends to stay in the crowd, and that he has great wealth. No one knows how he has it, but he has it, and it has been like that for years. He donates to differing charities, and he can live a good life without much worry. But what makes him so peculiar, is how precise he is.

Everyday, he wakes up every morning in his bedroom at Melville Row No. 7, at the exact same time, 7:00 AM, and does his morning duties. At precisely 8:37 AM, he embarks on a carriage to the Reform Club where he ends up there at precisely 9:02 AM. For most of the day, he stays there. His membership grants him lunch and dinner along with beverages. Then, at 7:30 PM, he bids farewell to his five friends. Andrew Montgomery and Teller Pen, two bankers. Edmund Krieger and Aristos Raedar, two businessmen. And Gamvol Avey, a casino owner. He then takes the 7:35 carriage to his home, then at 8:00 precisely he arrives. Until 9:00, he prepares himself for bed, then at 9:05, his lights go off, and then he sleeps.

But he cannot do this alone, his most recent butler, Foresttay Floobarb, was fired for setting his shaving water two degrees above the normal temperature. Wretched! His new butler, Seine Passepartout, was purely Aclusian. Formerly in the circus doing acrobatics, now a butler, he found out such a precise and eccentric man such as Alabastor was looking for a butler. Perfect! Seine was a butler to nine former men, yet he did not like serving under them. They were either partying late night and had to be dragged home at one. Or had some legal issues. Or some other obscure thing. And Seine did not want to deal with these things. And thus, a man like Alabastor, was perfect. He wanted peace. And he found it. He found him. His first day ends, with Monsieur Fogg coming home.

"Passepartout!" He calls out. "Passepartout!" He calls again. This time he comes down the stairs. "That's the second time I had to call you."

"I'm sorry sir, but you do not come home until 8:00. It's only 7:40!"

"Ah, well, I can see. But, tomorrow is a big day for us. Pack our bags. Bring 10,000 Banjopicks, my evening jacket, two sets of clothes for each of us. We shall buy and sell other items as we go."

"Go where, monsieur?" Seine said is semi-disbelief. First day on the job, and the unordinary happens.

"Around the world, Passepartout. In 80 days. I have a wager to win."

Rannorian Airfield

The Rannorian Airfield was a stretch of dusty land, there were no buildings except a few slim Steel Mooring Rods. It was primitive, but then again Rannoria rarely saw Aerial Ships in their country.

However, one such ship was currently moored their, and her captain yelled out to all who he saw



Captain Nemo: LADIES AND GENTS, FEAST YOUR EYES ON THE NAUTILUS! FASTEST AERIAL SHIP IN THE SKIES, WHY I COULD CIRCLE THE GLOBE IN THIS HERE SHIP AND MAKE IT BACK FOR TEA TIME! SHE'LL CARRY ANY CARGO, WHERE EVER YOU NEED HER!

Nemo stepped back from his small podium. Business was slow, no one in Rannoria trusted these Flimsy looking Aerial Ships to transport them or their cargo.
He needed business badly, someone who needed to reach their destination quickly, that was his specialty. The Nautilus could read a speed of 35 Knots, it was the fastest thing in the world. He needed a customer, he needed one badly...

Chapter: IV
Restoration
- Ep 5/The First Step -

Day 1-3: Captain Nemo
Seine and Alabastor took a taxi to the city of Savastad. They intended to take either a boat or an airship down to the Traansval and move east from there or the Imperial Warglorian Empire and move east from there. Savastad was a port city, located in Eglise Sainte Even, and the navy along with the aerial fleet, which was only commercial, was lively. They decided to go for the more unorthodox route, and take the airship. They reached a nearby airfield, where they saw no airships but one. The captain sighed. The two compatriots looked at each other, then nodded. They approached the captain.

"Good day to you, monsieur. My name is Seine Passepartout. This is my master, Alabastor Fogg. We are looking for an airship to travel to Wargloria or the Traansval. May you aid us?"

To: King Alexander Oswyn of Arengin
Subject: Wedding
I have heard about your son's wedding, and I would like to pay a visit on behalf of Rannoria, myself, and Sios Adance.
It is okay if I cannot come, but I still ask.
May I?
Sincerely, Maestoso Mios Askwell of Rannoria

[Eodor]

Goldrush

The 1st Gepanzerte Infanteriedivision had arrived at the front lines of the Entente-Volgan war. The division was being used in support of the Commando and SBS raids behind Volgan lines, mainly to keep the Volgan forces permanently occupied. The SG-84 guns had already begun blasting their shell against the Volgan trenches, the 75mm guns throwing up mud everywhere.

Commando and SBS teams had been attacking behind Volgan lines, cutting off communication and supply lines, using their advanced camouflage techniques to move between the two trench lines.

[Arengin Union]

Rannorian Airfield

The Rannorian Airfield was a stretch of dusty land, there were no buildings except a few slim Steel Mooring Rods. It was primitive, but then again Rannoria rarely saw Aerial Ships in their country.

However, one such ship was currently moored their, and her captain yelled out to all who he saw



Captain Nemo: LADIES AND GENTS, FEAST YOUR EYES ON THE NAUTILUS! FASTEST AERIAL SHIP IN THE SKIES, WHY I COULD CIRCLE THE GLOBE IN THIS HERE SHIP AND MAKE IT BACK FOR TEA TIME! SHE'LL CARRY ANY CARGO, WHERE EVER YOU NEED HER!

Nemo stepped back from his small podium. Business was slow, no one in Rannoria trusted these Flimsy looking Aerial Ships to transport them or their cargo.
He needed business badly, someone who needed to reach their destination quickly, that was his specialty. The Nautilus could read a speed of 35 Knots, it was the fastest thing in the world. He needed a customer, he needed one badly...

Chapter: IV
Restoration
- Ep 5/The First Step -

Day 1-3: Captain Nemo
Seine and Alabastor took a taxi to the city of Savastad. They intended to take either a boat or an airship down to the Traansval and move east from there or the Imperial Warglorian Empire and move east from there. Savastad was a port city, located in Eglise Sainte Even, and the navy along with the aerial fleet, which was only commercial, was lively. They decided to go for the more unorthodox route, and take the airship. They reached a nearby airfield, where they saw no airships but one. The captain sighed. The two compatriots looked at each other, then nodded. They approached the captain.

"Good day to you, monsieur. My name is Seine Passepartout. This is my master, Alabastor Fogg. We are looking for an airship to travel to Wargloria or the Traansval. May you aid us?"

To: King Alexander Oswyn of Arengin
Subject: Wedding
I have heard about your son's wedding, and I would like to pay a visit on behalf of Rannoria, myself, and Sios Adance.
It is okay if I cannot come, but I still ask.
May I?
Sincerely, Maestoso Mios Askwell of Rannoria

You may come.

Atte. Alexander Oswyn II

[Zjaum]

You may come.

Atte. Alexander Oswyn II

OOC: Not necessarily a good idea. In Around the World in Eighty Days, Fogg ended up destroying the ship just to meet the deadline in time...

[Rannoria]

You may come.

Atte. Alexander Oswyn II

OOC: Not necessarily a good idea. In Around the World in Eighty Days, Fogg ended up destroying the ship just to meet the deadline in time...

OOC: It's not part of the 80 Days storyline. This is Melissa's and Nikolai's wedding lol.
IC:

Chapter: IV
Restoration
- Ep 6/Due Time -

To: King Alexander Oswyn of Arengin
Subject: Wonderful!
Perfect I shall arrive there and come to the royal palace.
Sios' journal told me a few things, and I think I can navigate to the royal palace.
Sincerely, Maestoso Mios Askwell of Rannoria

RSN-Deus - The Journey Begins, Ends, and Waits
Mios Askwell boarded the Deus, a ship that was armed, yet was mostly passenger-based. Many people would see Mios walking on board to his cabin and would stop, stare, and sometimes salute or just... well, continue staring. They soon arrived in St. Osloverg, and Mios boarded a carriage to the imperial palace. He arrived by the stairs leading into the palace, and dressed in his official uniform (the one on the far right) and said to a man standing by there.
"Hello. My name is Maestoso Mios Askwell of Rannoria, and I'd like to see the wedding of Melissa and Nikolai."

[Arengin Union]

OOC: Not necessarily a good idea. In Around the World in Eighty Days, Fogg ended up destroying the ship just to meet the deadline in time...

OOC: It's not part of the 80 Days storyline. This is Melissa's and Nikolai's wedding lol.
IC:

Chapter: IV
Restoration
- Ep 6/Due Time -

To: King Alexander Oswyn of Arengin
Subject: Wonderful!
Perfect I shall arrive there and come to the royal palace.
Sios' journal told me a few things, and I think I can navigate to the royal palace.
Sincerely, Maestoso Mios Askwell of Rannoria

RSN-Deus - The Journey Begins, Ends, and Waits
Mios Askwell boarded the Deus, a ship that was armed, yet was mostly passenger-based. Many people would see Mios walking on board to his cabin and would stop, stare, and sometimes salute or just... well, continue staring. They soon arrived in St. Osloverg, and Mios boarded a carriage to the imperial palace. He arrived by the stairs leading into the palace, and dressed in his official uniform (the one on the far right) and said to a man standing by there.
"Hello. My name is Maestoso Mios Askwell of Rannoria, and I'd like to see the wedding of Melissa and Nikolai."

The guardsmen let the man in. Many people had made reservations and even were in line to enter the palace but international leaders would be let in immediately.

The captain of the guard received the young Rannorian. "Mister Askwell. Please follow me, I'll take you to where his Majesty."

[Dictatorship Of South Eaka]

Donsharo Von Carson sat almost synced with the Ambassador,

"Yes we have much to discuss about, and I forward your motion to dicuss the Non-Agression Pact. Now let us look at this first draft you have come up with." Stated the Donsharo.

Von Carson carefully looked over the first draft provided by The Traansval delegation, gazing over its contents before discussing with other members of the Eakan delegation and drafting a second revised Treaty.

Treaty of Novy Sobor

Article 1: The Traansval proposes that this Treaty establish that the nation of Eaka will never declare war upon a member of the Entente, and the Entente will never declare war on Eaka, no matter what.

Article 2: No acts of force, such as naval Blockades, will be taken to directly restrict Eakan Trade.

Article 3: Mutual cooperation must be ensured by both parties in the matters there of wanted fugitives, criminals and other heinous villians.

Article 4: An Open Waters policy be established, in which the respected navies of both signing parties may enter the waters of either party when pursueing an enemy combatant, granted that permission is recieved beforehand.

Article 5: The establishment of Regulations for the above afromentioned motions.

After Von Carson and the Eakan delegation were done drafting the second treaty, they turned it over towards the Boar delegation.

Port of Stary Sobor, Stary Sobor, Eaka

The ENS Kack Radjur was moored near the dry docks, here it was being prepared for maintanaince and overhaul of the ships componets as well as the removal of its defensive armamanet of cannons as well removal of the add on bolted armor, which was put on the ship for more protection and endurance in naval combat for the retaking of the Eakan homeland. As such the need for the armor was no longer present as it reduced the performance of the ship speedwise.

The ship would eventually be towed by tugs and layed up into the dry docks, where work would began on the ship. The list of tasks included the replacement of the rudders with new ones produced from more efficient material, the overhaul of the steam engines and smoke stacks, repainting of the ships hull to navy blue, with a white line aligned and cutting through the center with the emblem of the Eakan government, the installation of new anchors to replace the old worn ones, the overhaul and redesign of the ships interior to a more modern and luxorious enviorment, as well as improve living quarters for the crew with basic commodoties and the like being provided. Redesign of the ships kitchen for more efficency and the incorporation of domestic dishes.

Overall the ships overhaul was expected to last 5-6 months, its place was temporairly being taken by the armoured cruiser ENS Graciös Sjöhäst which was currently being loaded and prepared for its journey to the Arengin Union. As a royal wedding was going to take place between the Boers and the Arengins.

Ambassador Fredrick looked over the revised treaty proposed by the Eakan Delegation

Ambassador Fredrick: Well then. On behalf of the Traansval and the Entente, we find this Treaty to be satisfactory. And as such, we shall sign.

Fredrick and his Embassy Staff moved forward to sign the treaty, and passed it to the Eakans.

With that over, Mister Guliver decided this was time for him to chip in his part.

Mist Guliver: Gentlemen, once you are done signing, i wish to propose the Treaty of Eakan Free Trade

Treaty of Eakan Free Trade

Article 1: A official Guateng Merchants Guild Trade Route shall be established from the port of Salev to West Eaka. The Trade Route will be organized by the Guateng Merchants Guild, and protected by the Boer Naval Force. The Eakan Naval Force is welcome to protect the route as well, however it is not required

Article 2: All trade that will receive a Profit in Traansval Territory or Eakan Territory will be subjected to Free Trade, in which no Tariffs or Taxes will be placed on the Goods sold. The only exception being Article 3

Article 3: Any Coffee, Oil, Rubber, or Tobacco sold by a Individual, Group, or Entity within Eaka will be subjected to a 5% Tax, payed directly to the Guateng Merchants Guild.

"Well then, I will sign the treaty as well, on behalf of the Eakan Republic." Stated the Donsharo.

Von Carson and the rest of the Eakan delegation signed the treaty as it was passed around.

The Eakan delegation then looked over the Free trade treaty proposed by the Guatang Merchants Guild, carefully gazing over it for any deformitys and unwanted restrictions, however it was found to be satisfactory.

"Very well, we agree to this treaty and as such will sign." Said the Donsharo as he moved over and signed the treaty before passing it onto the rest of the Eakan delegation as well as the Traansval delegation.

Outside of the Office of Commerce and Trade CIS agents still observed the NAD agents now sitting in the coffee shop, however soon the call was made to apprehend the NAD agents for questioning. 2 unmarked automobiles pulled up infront of the coffee shop, soon a dozen or so armed Eakan Marshals exited the vehicles, with 5 entering the coffee shop and walking over to the NAD agents.

"Hello there sirs, we have orders to take you in for minor questioning at the station, if you will?" Stated the Lead Marshal

[The Traansval]

Rannorian Airfield

The Rannorian Airfield was a stretch of dusty land, there were no buildings except a few slim Steel Mooring Rods. It was primitive, but then again Rannoria rarely saw Aerial Ships in their country.

However, one such ship was currently moored their, and her captain yelled out to all who he saw



Captain Nemo: LADIES AND GENTS, FEAST YOUR EYES ON THE NAUTILUS! FASTEST AERIAL SHIP IN THE SKIES, WHY I COULD CIRCLE THE GLOBE IN THIS HERE SHIP AND MAKE IT BACK FOR TEA TIME! SHE'LL CARRY ANY CARGO, WHERE EVER YOU NEED HER!

Nemo stepped back from his small podium. Business was slow, no one in Rannoria trusted these Flimsy looking Aerial Ships to transport them or their cargo.
He needed business badly, someone who needed to reach their destination quickly, that was his specialty. The Nautilus could read a speed of 35 Knots, it was the fastest thing in the world. He needed a customer, he needed one badly...

Chapter: IV
Restoration
- Ep 5/The First Step -

Day 1-3: Captain Nemo
Seine and Alabastor took a taxi to the city of Savastad. They intended to take either a boat or an airship down to the Traansval and move east from there or the Imperial Warglorian Empire and move east from there. Savastad was a port city, located in Eglise Sainte Even, and the navy along with the aerial fleet, which was only commercial, was lively. They decided to go for the more unorthodox route, and take the airship. They reached a nearby airfield, where they saw no airships but one. The captain sighed. The two compatriots looked at each other, then nodded. They approached the captain.

"Good day to you, monsieur. My name is Seine Passepartout. This is my master, Alabastor Fogg. We are looking for an airship to travel to Wargloria or the Traansval. May you aid us?"

To: King Alexander Oswyn of Arengin
Subject: Wedding
I have heard about your son's wedding, and I would like to pay a visit on behalf of Rannoria, myself, and Sios Adance.
It is okay if I cannot come, but I still ask.
May I?
Sincerely, Maestoso Mios Askwell of Rannoria

Captain Nemo: I can take you where ever you want good sir, except Wargloria, they don't allow Boers in. Now, the Nautilius had full luxury accomidations, even Hot Water and Plumbing! It will be 200 (Insert Rannorian Currency) for each of you.