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Postby Lindenholt » Sun Aug 05, 2018 12:12 pm

In varietate concordia


The Ventismarien continent was the source of western modernity and culture. Its culture, which had been taking shape for more than two-thousand years, was one copied by many. The scientific and philosophical revolutions of the past two hundred years saw a massive growth in not only technology, but also in the general welfare of the average person. It gave birth to ideas such as humanism, democracy and liberty. Sadly, the ideals of nationalism were also taking shape simultaneously. The Great War, which was a direct consequence of this nationalist thought still had a large impact on Ventismar in the form of an economic crisis the likes of which had never been seen before to man. The tensions arising from this first world wide crisis fuelled revanchism and a general feeling of discontent.

In Ripuaria and Umbrellya this lead to fascist regimes taking power. They made promises that the regular politicians could not and would not make. In Lindenholt regular politics tried their best to alleviate the effect of the great depression by instigating mass projects. Thousands of square kilometres of new forests were planted and a plan to pump dry huge swaths of land in the inner bay area also gave work to millions. Meanwhile, in order to give a home to the thousands of unemployed and homeless city dwellers the Lindian government decided to relocate the most unfortunate. In an effort to also further integrate Felsinia in to the realm tens of thousands of Dutch speaking Lindians were relocated to Felsinia where they got jobs in the administration and, more importantly, a second chance in life.

This forced assimilation was not well met by the Felsinean population however. Resistance to the Lindian overlordship grew by the day. It had been present since the start, however it had reached a new extreme. Radicalised supporters of independence attacked Lindian institutions such as Dutch language schools and more importantly a number of new immigrants were beaten in the streets. This act of aggression made the perfect conditions for nationalists and reactionaries to make promises of ridding the nation of traitors and separatists. According to them Lindenholt was under threat. French speaking Lindians in the east wanted to secede, Felsinean wanted their independence. They were all traitors, and Lindenholt should rid themselves of them. The, at the time, ruling social democrats promoted an ideals of brotherhood and equality. They advocated for a peaceful solution. To create a Lindenholt where the Felsinean and French speakers would also feel at home. Democracy punished their lack of radicalism and awarded those with the loudest arguments.

Now the time for getting rid of Lindenholt's traitors had come...

Stelten, Kingdom of Lindenholt - 17th of June 1940


Over the last three months the government had become more and more paranoid of independence movements within Felsinia and Lindenholt proper. Measures such as banning the Felsinean and French languages in public areas, a massive lay off of French speaking officials and a curfew in large cities such as Stelten all showed that the government was desperate to quell the unrest and remove minorities from power. It was early in the morning of June 17 1940 when radio operator Van Agt, stationed at the military barracks just outside of Stelten, received a telegraph from high command in Artwingen.

SEIZE LOCAL POLICE HQ. RELIEVE ALL POLICE FROM THEIR DUTY. PERFORM CIVILIAN POLICE DUTIES. AWAIT FURTHER INSTRUCTION.


Van Agt stood up and went to the office next to his own. Knocking twice, he heard a stern voice telling him to enter. Upon saluting his commanding officer - General Dries - he read aloud the order and handed over the piece of paper. After saying his thanks, the general picked up his phone. Whilst dialling the number, he requested the radio operator to leave his office. The door shut, and the dialling tone made way for a voice.
"9th Motor Rifle Battalion speaking"

A dozen trucks were ready in the yard of the barracks. Whilst the majority were loaded with armed soldiers, some were loaded with boats. Others also had trailers attached to them, which were also loaded with boats. Within the hour convoy left the military barracks heading to the old city centre of Stelten. Upon reaching the cobbled streets the rear trucks stopped, the soldiers got out and they lowered their rowing boats in to the canals of the city. The picturesque city of Stelten, known for its canals, required the soldiers to dismount from their transports and board wooden rowing boats. Upon arriving at the police headquarters the men disembarked and went in to formation. This display of force by the Lindian military gathered the attention of not only the Stelten police chief, but also a crowd of Felsineans that were on their way to work or do their shopping at the markets. After a few moments of silence the police chief got out of the building and greeted the commanding officer. With a worried look on his face the captain in charge of this motorised infantry company said: "Sir. You and your personnel are under arrest on charges of treason." Without saying a word, the police chief turned back and shut the doors of his headquarters. In the silence the sound of the door being locked was a clear message to the captain.

Suspecting resistance, captain Frank de Looij yelled out a simple order to his troops: "fix bayonets!". Whilst nearly one hundred men fumbled with their gear to attach their bayonet to the end of their rifles, a team of 3 army engineers started work on breaching the door. What can only be described as a glorious last stand occurred moments after the soldiers rushed in to the police headquarters. Seeing this, Felsinean civilians rushed to the aid of their compatriot police officers. Arming themselves with tools, sticks and oars, a crowd of around a thousand was quickly mobilised. They took out their anger on the small rear guard. Within moments they were overpowered. The soldiers were beaten and afterwards thrown in to the canals. Seeing this and not knowing what to do a junior officer ordered some men to fire from the roof of the building with a machine gun.

The ensuing slaughter only escalated the violence, as the entire city turned in to anarchy. In an effort to contain the violence more soldiers were sent, yet the mere presence of armed soldiers did not deter the civilian population from raiding Lindian institutions and lynching Lindian civilians. Not knowing what to do and seeing themselves surrounded, the 'peacekeepers' fired their weapons at anyone daring to go near the positions held by the Lindian military. Often a gunshot would be heard, followed by a splash of water. Corpses were thrown in to the canals by both sides. Some parts of the canal system had a distinct red colour by nightfall. An estimated 10 000 people were gunned down in total (often randomly) by Lindian soldiers. Sometimes they fired because they were legitimately in danger, sometimes due to the stress of being outnumbered, however more often than not it was out of revanchist spite for earlier uprisings...

Artwingen, Kingdom of Lindenholt, 18th of June 1940


"TEN THOUSAND KILLED IN STELTEN MASSACRE
STELTEN -- OUR CORRESPONDENT REPORTS THAT NEARLY TEN THOUSAND PEOPLE WERE KILLED AFTER THEY TOOK UP RESISTANCE AND KILLED INNOCENT CIVILIANS. OUR SOLDIERS HAD NO HESITATION TO SHOOT THESE BARBARIANS ON SIGHT WHILST THEY WERE LOOTING STORES, RAIDING HOSPITALS AND LYNCHING OUR COUNTRYMEN. WE WILL NOT BOW DOWN TO ANY TRAITORS WHO ARE TRYING TO DIVIDE OUR COUNTRY FOR THEIR OWN TREACHEROUS AMBITIONS. MORE DETAILS ON PAGE 2" - Cover of the Artwingen Courant, June 18 1940

"Unacceptable! Who do they think they are, gunning down unarmed civilians?" The loud voice of Sander Vermeer, chairman of the Labour party, sounded in the halls of the Lindian parliament. His party, being reduced from the second largest in 1935, went to a mere 24 seats out of 619. Not letting his voice being drowned out by the right-wing majority, the Labour party leader raised his voice again: "These actions by our government are a good example of how our government thinks about the right of self determination and human dignity. It is a shameful display. Shame on everyone who thinks that in these times of modernity we can allow for such barbarity! We will not stand for this. The Labour party will show their solidarity to our Felsinean countrymen. At noon we will hold a rally! We shall fight until the bitter end to bring an end to this blatant discrimination!" After finishing his speech the left-wing opposition simultaneously stood up and left the parliament building in order to prepare themselves for the upcoming protest to be held in the main square of Artwingen.

Not only liberal and socialist party members would be present however. A group advocating for the official recognition of French speaking Lindians also showed up in massive numbers. Little did they know that the police and army had orders to disperse the protests. Violence erupted at around 3 PM when officials asked protesters for documents. Several Ripuarian nationals were apprehended and charged with accusations of espionage and sabotage. Some French speaking Lindians were tricked in to admitting they were traitors or spies due to their poor Dutch, and thus they were also rounded up. Seeing how more and more demonstrators were being arrested, a part of the crowd showed signs of resistance. What started as pushing and pulling between the people and law enforcement quickly evolved in a fistfight, followed with machine guns placed on the roofs of several buildings firing in the air as warning shots. The events of yesterday will still fresh in the minds of the protesters and mass panic ensued. In the haze more violence took place, the barricades set up by the police and military was rushed by thousands of protesters trying to flee from yet another massacre. This, however, was also seen as an act of violence, and the machine guns opened fire on the crowd killing 40 people and injuring over a hundred.



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- Lindenholt, founded in 1599 as a republic, largely owned what is today Lindenholt. In addition. The republic's Ventismarien holdings also included parts of what is now Felsinia's east; around the area of 's-Hertogenstad.

- A large war taking place in the 1840's put Lindenholt and Rhodevus at odds. As victors, Lindenholt's spoils of war included the rest of what is now Felsinia which it fully acquired in 1845.

- Felsinia, was cut off physically due to being surrounded by Ripuaria on all sides, but also mentally, as the average Felsinean had nothing to do with the Germanic Lindians.

- Lindenholt held on to its holdings in Felsinea due to the strategic importance of having a developed port (Stelten) on the Centismar sea. The Lindian navy stationed its 9th fleet there.

- The time leading up to the First Great War in the early 1900's was a time of nationalism. In order to promote this nationalism the government tried to instil a single Lindian identity. The policy that equated to forced assimilation met resistance in Lindenholt's French and Frisian speaking areas, but most notably in Felsinia.

- Feeling oppressed and seeing their culture threatened, various independence movements were founded in Felsinia after the Great War ended.

- The economic crisis of the 1930's lead to mass unemployment in Lindenholt's major urban centres. In an effort to further integrate its Felsinean holdings, the Lindian government deported the poor to Felsinia.

- Resentment towards Lindian rule reached new levels as the new Lindian minorities, seen as foreigners in the eyes of Felsineans, were attacked along with Lindian schools and administratory buildings.

- Seeing them as traitors, Lindian officials in Felsinia blatantly discriminated against Felsineans through, for example, police brutality and a ban on speaking the Felsinean language.

- Seeing their countrymen attacked by what were essentially foreigners, Lindians in the mainland were riled up. Parties that promised harsh measures against 'terrorists' gained a lot of support during the parliamentary elections of March 1940.


Last updated: 16/08/2018
- 10/06/1940 - The Democracy Party has won the election with it's leader, Clark Stuggart, proposing a manifesto based on nationalism and liberal democracy. The king has granted him the right to form a government in his name.
- 17/06/1940 - Suspecting the Stelten police force of being ridden with spies and traitors, the Lindian government orders the military to take over the police force's duties. Resistance from the police and angry civilians lead to a massacre where around 10 000 people lose their lives.
- 18/06/1940 - Left-wing protesters occupy a main square of Artwingen. Ripuarian nationals being present at the rally leads to police asking for documents leads to several Ripuarians being arrested. Seeing this as unfair, part of the crowd starts a minor fight with the police. Warning shots fired by law-enforcement leads to panic, the panic in turn escalates the violence. Forty people die.
- 10/06/1940 - The Democracy Party has won the election with it's leader, Clark Stuggart, proposing a manifesto based on nationalism and liberal democracy. The king has granted him the right to form a government in his name.
- 18/06/1940 - The regional assembly of Felsinia decides to dissolve itself as a protest against the governor, the regionalist opposition denounce the legal invalidity of the procedure claiming the continuity in charge of the current legislature
- 19/06/1940 - The Steltian separatists see the clashes of the last days as the best possible opportunity to act with the population on their side, enjoying the active support from the ruling party of Ripuaria, the independentist leaders prepare to come back to Felsinia to define the ultimate details
- 19/06/1940 - Ripuarian newspapers stirring support for Stelten. Public opinion of Lindenholt at all times low. The military is pressured to take action.
- 20/06/1940 - The military is ready to take action against Lindenholt in any scenario. Defense cabinet meetings are taking place on a daily basis.
- 19/06/1940 - A member of the Labour Party sends a threatening letter, demanding more freedoms for the Felsineans. The government responds by arresting party members. The sender is on the run.
- 19/06/1940 - The governor of Felsinia is on vacation when he hears the news of the regional parliament being dissolved, he does not allow for an election before he returns.
- 20/06/1940 - Posturing by the Ripuarians prompts the Lindians to also deploy troops. Arrangements are being made for a general mobilisation.



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The Federal Kingdom of Capsland
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Episode One


The State of the Federal Kingdom

The Federal Kingdom of Capsland enjoyed a 'Great Peace' during the onset of war throughout the early twentieth century. This 'Great Peace' was so ingrained into people's minds that even when the upstart nation of Orilya invaded and took back the Centismar Islands in 1919, the government was less than prepared and willing to put up a fight.

It was with the 1920 election that saw the Democracy Party and their leader, Karl Wurton, win and quickly institute a state of perpetual military build-up due to the now evident worries of future war on Capsland's borders. Subsequent governments continued this approach, modernising the navy and creating new programs that focused on training the next generations for warfare. It was this military mentality that breathed life into hostile sentiments around the country, Goldwyn in particular.

The State of Goldwyn had always been sceptical of the rest of Capsland. The largely French speaking state was very critical of every government and went so far as to host nationalist terrorists that aided in the assassination of Executive Chancellor Richard Cray in 1875. Goldwyn has been under direct rule from Burton ever since and with the new Executive Chancellor, Clark Stuggart, being elected on a platform of militarism and Capslandian Unity, it was safe to say that the 'Boot of Burton' would continue to crush any Goldwyn aspirations for the time being.

In 1940, Capsland is currently strife with social and economic injustice. The budget is favoured heavily towards defence with little sight given to welfare. Conscription is the only thing keeping the young poor children in the nation from rioting and the direct forceful crushing of Goldwynian resistance is the only thing stopping Capsland from facing an all out war with the ethnic French around the country. However, the sense of unity and Capslandian spirit was still held strong in the minds of English Capslandians. Executive Chancellor, Clark Stuggart promised peace and further prosperity. If only he knew.




"The People have Voted, Strength and Unity have won"
Burton - 10th June, 1940

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"... The Democracy Party is, and has always, been dedicated to the advancement of this proud and strong country. By the will of His Grace and of God I know that we are destined for prosperity. Peace in our time! Peace in our children's time! Peace in Capsland's time!"

Clark Stuggart's victory was witnessed by the nation, and received by over five-thousand in Burton. He had assumed the most powerful elected office in the land, and with it, all of it's burdens and disappointments. For the newly enfranchised women of Capsland, this would have been their fifth election and would be the pillar that held up the Democracy Party during the 1940 election. Clark Stuggart's Democracy Party was elected on a platform of strength and unity, incorporating the ideals of nationalism and liberal democracy into a hybrid of democratic might.

Clark Stuggart was quite an influential figure with a dark and shady past that he had managed to steer away from during the election. Clark Stuggart had previously been a member of Capsland Forward! a fringe political party dedicated to Fascism and the furtherment of Capslandian national interests both domestically and internationally. He had, however, abandoned his ties with Capsland Forward! and pursued a more tame version of his ideology within the Democracy Party. With his knowledge of how to control nationalism and blend it with liberal ideals and his charismatic nature with the voters, he quickly rose to the position of leader in the largest party in Capsland at the time.

Clark Stuggart, or Mr. Stuggart, as he was referred to as by the Royal Guard, was awaiting an audience with the King. King Michael had never been too favourable to the nationalistic policies of the Democracy Party. He kept his political leanings to himself to his best ability however one couldn't help but notice his tone when speaking to select officials from each party.

"Mr. Stuggart, His Grace will see you now"
Clark followed the royal guard, while a true monarchist and full supporter of the royal institution he had always disliked the apparent lack of respect the royal guards showed to elected officials. The guards, and by extension the entire armed forces, held their loyalty to the monarch of Capsland and no one else, this fact irked Clark.

As the guard gestured to the door of one of the many rooms within the palace, Clark entered with confidence. The king was sipping tea brought to Capsland as a gift from the King of Rhodevus. With each sip the king took, Clark grew more and more impatient knowing fully well that if he were to speak without the king first speaking to him he would be breaking protocol - a bad first impression with the most powerful man in Capsland.

"Mr. Stuggart."
"Ah yes, your majesty. I am here to form a most humble government in your name. Do I have the blessing of you and your house to do so?" Clark asked as he drew on a fake smile and handed the young king a document for him to sign.

The king didn't say anything, taking what seemed like a day to finish his tea. He took the document and signed, granting Clark Stuggart a royal grant to form a government in King Michael's name. Without much interaction Clark took back the document and left. His first interaction with the king was less than ideal and far from his mental manifestations he had imagined. He would have to work hard to gain the respect of the king and by and large, the whole country.



- 10 JUN 1940 - The Democracy Party has won the election with it's leader, Clark Stuggart, proposing a manifesto based on nationalism and liberal democracy. The king has granted him the right to form a government in his name.
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Nestled between the Horns chain in the south, and the less high elevations of the vast mountain range in the north, the small region of Felsinia brought to the world a people who caused not insignificant nightmares to the foreign dominators who tried to control it over the centuries, since the barbarian invasions, passing through the Imperium De Fleuves, the ecclesiastical domination and the Rhodeve Empire, Felsineans never stomached the external interferences and have always exploited the opportunities to hurt their oppressors in the boldest possible way.

The domination of the Kingdom of Lindenholt represents a uniqueness, as it originally came as a liberation from the far and ruthless Rhodeve Empire, which turned this fierce and thriving land into a colony to be pillaged and exploited. When in 1845 all of the imperial territories risen up against Kingstown, Lindenholt, and in some areas in the north Ripuaria, marched welcomed by the local population, beginning a honeymoon with their new provinces which nevertheless didn't last long.

The Steltian nostalgia for the republic that held over the world controlling trade with the east was still alive, and the ideological explosion of the early 20th century helped to emphasize this widespread nationalist sentiment. In other areas of Felsinia the dissent against the government was addressed in different ways, following either the socialist and communist ideals of the laboring class or the double irredentism of the French-speaking Bianorain community.

Nationalism made its way also into the maindland of Lindenholt, governments became more and more hostile to minorities and the autonomies given them over the decades to ingratiate the state with them. Initially the pro-independence parties had their stength in popular sympathy and influence in democratic institutions, but they were weak and unarmed in practice. Their interdiction from running for public offices didn't cancel them, in fact it turned them into illegal associations, endowing fringe groups and terrorists they were forced to merge with with a solid political structure, making them advance from the former disorganisation and lack of strategic vision.



's-Hertogenstad, Kingdom of Lindenholt - 18th of June 1940

1500 years can be not enough to cancel the identity of a people: the city of 's-Hertogenstad, part of the Kingdom of Lindenholt since the day of its unification and under a different country than Stelten since the age of the early Barbarian kingdoms, responded positively to the call of the Steltian parties in the regional assembly for protesting against the heinous violence of the Lindian army in the capital of the thousand-year Republic. The Army managed to defend without any bloodshed the police line surrounding the Ducal Palace of 's-Hertogenstad, seat of the regional council, from the crowd, determined but less daring than its maritime equivalent, also thanks to the reassuring presence of local police forces, seen as less hostile than the men in camo overseeing the central square.

But the real battle was being fought inside: despite the absence of the most extreme political forces, already banned before the last round of elections, the region collided several times with the new reactionary government in Artwingen, in particular on measures such as the obligation to speak exclusively the Dutch language in public institutions, an unreasonable act when many Felsineans hardly ever attended school and couldn't speak or understand anything besides their own local dialect. However all of these institutional confrontations were punctually suppressed by Artwinged using the spectre of the dissolution of the local administration.

Instead of appeasing the regional legislature, the attempts to remove the extremists had the effect to polarise the moderates: the day after the massacre of Stelten irritation was tangible among all political sides and the will to take some strong action bypassed the traditional majority-opposition dynamics. The immovable refusal of the liberal speaker Ganbilån to do anything in open contrast with Artwingen triggered an illegal vote of no confidence against him, then the majority of the councilors resigned as a protest in order to bring down the regional government. These operations were conducted in a general chaos failing to comply with any institutional procedure. A scuffle involving elected councilors and unelected officials arose from the disorder provoking the intervention of the army stationed outside, already prepared for any contingency. As a consequence several councilors were charged with multiple imputations, and a couple of them, the few ones elected under the symbols of the ruling parties of Lindenholt, were hospitalized, having unsurprisingly become the favourite targets of their Felsinean colleagues' rage.

Well aware that Artwingen was exactly looking forward to something like that to permanently suppressing the local autonomy, the parties which didn't support the last resort of dissolving the legislature, hastened to denounce the legal invalidity of anything sanctioned in the messy plenary, hence claiming the continuity in charge of the current regional executive.



Chambourg, Francisian State of Ripuaria - 19th of June 1940

The fears of the Lindian government were legitimed, the escalation of the conflict and the increasing violence of the last month speeded up the opposers in their planning of the rebellion against Artwingen, the political phase was favourable, and a massacre like the one happened in the most symbolic city for the separatists was an assist on a silver platter for the insurgents, yearning for active support from the common people

However you don't get independence with just men, you need means, and as for the means the republicans found a formidable supporter in their fascist neighbor: if nationalism was only just starting to seriously shake Lindenholt and its provinces, in Ripuaria, the fascist dictatorship was well established. The Francisian State founded in Ripuaria was intended to a deep militarisation and aimed at military expansion: the French-speaking provinces in eastern Lindenholt and north-west Felsinia were the first desire of the Ripuarian propaganda, but before bringing two powers with their respective allies into a large scale conflict, it was wise to practice on a test bench, in order to test the capabilities of the army and study the reaction of the enemy facing only lesser risks.

All of this had a name: Stelten. The Republican National Party, forced for years to operate in the darkness, outside the democratic institutions, shared a political affinity with the Ripuarian rulers, contacts between the parties continued even after the interdiction of the RNP. Over the years, any kind of weapon passed through the border, from simple rifles, plenty of them to deal with the expected enrollments in voluntary militias, various devices, machine guns, anti-tank and anti-aircraft weapons, to even a limited batch of armored vehicles, which standed out among the home-made armored trucks built by the separatists.

Some of the secret weapon storages were uncovered by the Lindian army, the origin of the separatists' weaponry was well-known to the Lindian government, perhaps somehow less predictable was the inclination of Lieuvremont to employ own tanks and aircrafts in support of the republicans in case of need. One of the granted airplanes was on the airstrip of Chambourg with a pilot from the Ripuarian air force, ready to bring the leaders of the Steltian golpists right in Stelten, to define the ultimate details before the start of operations.

- 18/06/1940 - The regional assembly of Felsinia decides to dissolve itself as a protest against the governor, the regionalist opposition denounce the legal invalidity of the procedure claiming the continuity in charge of the current legislature
- 19/06/1940 - The Steltian separatists see the clashes of the last days as the best possible opportunity to act with the population on their side, enjoying the active support from the ruling party of Ripuaria, the independentist leaders prepare to come back to Felsinia to define the ultimate details
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La Fontaine, The Republic of Ripuaria

Twenty Years Prior...

La Fontaine was the seat of the Francisian Propaganda machine when he first began to take action against the Republic. They called for "Revanchisme" - return of Ripuaria’s rightful territories. The public was enraged at the thought that their nation was weak and inferior to the other world powers. At that time, everyone believed the same thing: Ripuaria used to be strong, but now it's weak and any day now someone is going to come and enslave the Ripuarian people because they are weak. This was expressed by mass protests and riots of any government that was since the collapse of the Empire. The situation blew up in July 1920. A hanged parliament election between the nationalist and the communists. The nationalists being led by Francis Linville and his propaganda machine immediately took to the streets and rioted. The communists, lead by Gautier Garcon, had nothing to counter. To point a few key differences between the two parties: Garcon did not have a personal army, a personal armoury and he did not have a brainwashed army. Francis had all of these. Several days after the July '20 elections Garcon was found dead in his apartment, fatal gunshot to the chest and knife cuts on his entire body. Francis was found not guilty in the trial that tied him to Garcon's murder. Francis' party was also found innocent. The successor to Garcon, became a dummy party leader and the communist party failed to reach any solid decision, leaving Francis and his Nationalist party in control of the Republic.

Francis' term saw mass protests by democrats and communists all of which were suppressed brutally by the Nationalist party's private military and the state armed forces. This has created more radical dissent among the democrats and the communist, underground resistance factions, were created to topple Francis' regime of terror. Francis began legislating centralizing law making that would give him more power to rule over the republic but his fate was soon met as the state' armed forces demanded Francis to repel the newly passed laws. Francis refused the armed forces and the government complex was occupied by the armed forces. It was November 1923 at the time and elections were called for January 10th 1924. The Armed Forces called for an international coalition of peacekeepers to insure the elections go smooth and not result in another armed coup and called for Ripuaria to remain democratic.

On the 10th of Janurary 1924, the elections never took place. Instead, the Nationalist Party' private army seized all election offices and raided military bases. A civil war broke out with citizens rallying to Francis' cause, climbing on military tanks and spreading violence throughout the republic. By the next month the armed forces were disbanded and Francis took over the Republic reforming it as The State of Ripauria.

While Lièvremont remained the economical capital and seat of power for Ripuaria. La Fontaine gained infamy as the home for the Nationalist Party and it's private army.

Chambourg, The Republic of Ripuaria

19th of July, 1940

Fifteen years have passed since Francis' consolidation of power in Ripuaria and he was now comfortably President of the State of Ripuaria. He has built factories, military bases and spread Ripuaria's influence around the world all to guarantee that the army grows strong. The other political parties that were present in Ripuaria lost popular support to fell into the underground. With virtually the entire population supporting Francis, Ripuaria was a fascist hivemind. Any mention of communism, socialism, democracy was met not with the opposition of the military and the police but with resistance from the citizens. A system of trust was built between abiding citizens and the government, a system that had the common citizen fight for Francis' cause. At that time if you knew that your neighbour was not supporting of Francis, you'd gather your friends and raid his house the next night, possibly even kill him. The police would close the case hours after opening it. They won't bother with a murder of someone who opposed the government.

The fascist regime operated alongside French speakers abroad and published newspapers proudly detailing how Frenchmen in some far away island raided a police station with Ripuarian produced guns. The public loved these headlines. But the public also always craved for more. Francis himself was completely good without risking his seat of power and going to a major war against Lindenholt, Capsland or any other country that had large French speaking populations. But seeing as his power system was falling apart and seeing how often people thought of Francis as not radical enough, as someone who doesn't act. The party had to draw a plan and make itself be seen as a party that takes actions.

Aiding the Republican National Party of Stelten, Felsinia, the Ripuarian Armed Forces drew up the plan of Operation Loup: the liberation of Stelten from Lindian rule and the building of an independent Stelten state. The goal was to create fear within the Lindian public and force the country to release Stelten. As part of the operation, Ripuarian Armed Forces regiments were positioned on the borders with Lindenholt and several tank divisions were placed near Stelten. In addition the government provided funds to Lindian newspapers and political parties opposing the cruel treatment of Felsinieans. The Lindian Labour party recieved a heft anonymous check which was designated as election funds and fund for anti-coalition protests. Various other political parties and organisations in Lindenholt recieved simillar gifts.

On the public side of Operation Loup, Ripuarian international newspapers have published state-sponsered headlines that read very bold statements:
STELTEN MASSACRE - THE END OF LINDIAN IMPERIALISM

THE PEOPLE DEMANDS A FREE STELTEN

FRENCH UNDER LINDIANS? I DON'T THINK SO

INVADE LINDENHOLT NOW!


Lièvremont, The Republic of Ripuaria

20th of July, 1940

The Government Stenographer called and copied with his typewriter:
"The 20th of July, 1940. Defense Cabinet meeting between President Francis Linville, General Marc Aaron Bourguignon of the 2nd Armoured Division, Defense Minister, Edgar Robiquet, Intelligence Officer, General Christopher Gautier Rodier and General Jean-Charles Stuart of the 32nd Infantry Division. Attended by the Ripuarian Armed Forces senior officers and several ministers as well as reporters of the Nationalist Party. The meeting will now begin, the time is 5:46 in the morning. Subject of the meeting is Stelten, Felsinia. The meeting with now begin"

President Francis Linville rose up from the chair and attended the stage to speak:

"Gentlemen. I would like to invite General Christopher Gautier Rodier to speak."

The general quickly paced to replace the president on the stage.

"Thank you president. I would like to present the current situation in Stelten with a bird's eye view. Lindenholt has massacred the local population in opposition to the French speakers in the area. We have intelligence that suggests that several smaller factions in the area are willing to take action and strive for an independent Stelten state. Now I'm bringing this information forth to Generals Marc Bourguignon and General Jean-Charles Stuart. Generals of the Army, I want you to take note of attachments that will be sent in the next few weeks. These attachments will detail locations of forces of the Stelten independence movement and should be considered friendly. Minister of Defense, Edgar Robiquet has already taken actions to negotiate with these forces to insure no friendly fire takes place. In the case of war against Lindenholt I would like to suggest we take no direct action but keep the peace in Ripuaria. For this reason. I suggest taking out some elements of the 32nd Infantry Division and recall them from the border. Lastely, I hope that Minister of Defense, Robiquet, has managed to reach a deal with Lindian officials regarding a ceasefire in case of war in Stelten. Thank you gentlemen."

The Stenographer calls out to the minister of defense to take the stage and speak. Edgar Robiquet paces to the stage.

"Thank you intelligence officer, general Christopher Rodier. I will take note of your words regarding Lindenholt. Again, speaking to the generals in the room today. I would like to add that the Felsinean forces have requested that we take direct action against Lindenholt. I would like to ask the president to consider the option of increasing the funding Felsinean militias and further funding local Ripuarian militias to take action for the Ripuarian Armed Forces without the military's official involvement. I do not want an answer right way. Take your time to think about the option. Thank you president. Now I have a question for general Jean-Charles. If a Lindian attack were to take place how would you..."

...

The defense cabinet meeting that took place on the 20th of July was a critical step in Operation Loup's planning. Althought meetings like this were never on the execution of any action, there was stress in the air. Any day now, violence is going to break out and Ripuaria will have to respond in someway. The military was well prepared for almost any situation. Edgar Robiquet often asked himself "What situation did I not ask my generals how they would deal with?" he was sure of himself that this operation will be swift. This operation was all that was needed to keep Edgar and Francis in office and to avoid a democratic protest in the country. The waiting game has began. Now the Ripuarians are only waiting to hear the first gunshot.

- 19/06/1940 - Ripuarian newspapers stirring support for Stelten. Public opinion of Lindenholt at all times low. The military is pressured to take action.
- 20/06/1940 - The military is ready to take action against Lindenholt in any scenario. Defense cabinet meetings are taking place on a daily basis.
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Artwingen, Kingdom of Lindenholt, 19th of June 1940


After the events of the past few days, Lindenholt became more polarised than ever. Left wing and centrist citizens and politicians demanded the government would be held accountable for the tragedies of the past two days. Thousands of letters arrived at the offices of cabinet members and MPs from Lindians urging the government to step down.

One letter arrived, simply addressed to the entire cabinet, through the internal mail system of the government. It was sent by a civil servant working for the interior ministry.

Your excellencies,

As a servant of the Kingdom of Lindenholt I feel obliged to share a constructive and concrete plan that I have drafted with the help of several colleagues from the ministry. We humbly request you to take these plans in to consideration, and to discuss these with the rest of the cabinet. In an effort to preserve your time I have listed several main points below. Further detailed explanations are also enclosed.

- Recognition of the Felsinean language
- Demilitarisation of Felsinia
- Restricting immigration to Felsinia

My colleagues and I believe that enacting these three points will have an immediate alleviating effect, and that if we fail to enact them it will have dire consequences.

Yours sincerely,

G. F. H. Vandelay


The fact that this civil servant overstepped his authority and was directly advising the cabinet sparked an outrage among the ministers. Furthermore, the advice he was giving was to basically concede and give the Felsineans what they wanted. The ending of the letter, threatening "dire consequences" if the proposed solution was not put in to effect also did not go over very well. Suspecting he was a sympathiser of the independence movements, and thus a traitor, he was reported to the police.

Late in the afternoon a police car pulled up in front of a flat in the middle of Artwingen. The door of the apartment did not open after knocking and ringing the doorbell several times. Vandelay was not at home. Looking for him at his place of work did not yield a result either; his colleagues insisted that he had not shown up for work that day. After obtaining a search warrant the apartment was searched. Nothing of note except for an opened envelope with his bank statements were found. Upon reading the statements it was found out he was a member of the Lindian Labour Party, as he made monthly payments for membership.

Upon hearing the news that the threatening letter with demand was written by a Labour Party member that was working within the interior ministry, the cabinet quickly convened again. It was decided that the Labour Party must have had connections, or at least shared sympathies, with independence movements in Felsinia. Finding this to be enough of a proof, the police conducted raids on party offices across the country. Prominent members, including all MPs were arrested on charges of treason.

Vandelay meanwhile had boarded a train...

Oldeniel Province Coast, Kingdom of Lindenholt, 19th of June 1940


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Kleigaarden's villa, Oldeniel province

The political crisis in Felsinia after the events of the 17th and the subsequent dissolving of the parliament yesterday had not yet reached the governor of the unruly province. Governor Kleijmans was on vacation in his villa on the south western coast of Lindenholt. The retired industrial magnate was a member of the Lindian aristocracy. He was a Liberal Party member and MP for 4 years, after also retiring from that position. His connections and neutral political attitude lead to him being appointed as governor of the Felsinean province by the king only a few years prior. Calling his political attitude "neutral" was incorrect however, as a better describing term would have been "disinterested". He bowed down to the national government in Artwingen, as setting up a resistance could tarnish his good name in the upper parts of Lindian society.

Despite this, upon being notified that he had to announce new elections he ordered that whatever remained of the regional government to not conduct any elections until he returned and was able to assume control by himself. He ordered his staff in the villa to pack his bags and ready the car for his return to 's Hertogenstad.


Artwingen, Kingdom of Lindenholt, 20th June 1940


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Lindian Infantry setting up a machine gun, Heintsbergen province

"Sir. The Ripuarians are no longer threatening; there are actual troops movement taking place right now. They might invade". The distressed officer called the war ministry on the afternoon of the 20th after his men saw troop movement on the Ripuarian side. The minister of war, who was on the other side of the line, listened carefully as the officer in the field gave him detailed information regarding the movements that were observed. The minister had excused himself from the 3rd emergency meeting of the cabinet on that day. The next meeting, which would take place... now... also included the general staff. The minister interrupted the officer, thanking him for the latest information and wishing him a good day. He hung up the phone and went to the meeting; which had already begun before him.

Whilst it was unanimous that troops should be moved to the border, the cabinet disagreed on what troops should go, and in what stance they should entrench themselves.
"It's obvious" said one general. "They failed to weaken our grip on Felsinia and the French speaking landscapes. Seeing on how they can't rely on amateurish rebels, they now want to finish the job themselves".
"Yes" the war minister replied whilst taking his seat. "Technically we have already been attacked. Only thing keeping them from invading us right now is a formal declaration of war; if they even have the courtesy of letting the world know before they invade. Let's spare them the trouble of doing that, and simply retaliate their attacks".

A back and forth of whether to attack or to defend ensued, until the prime minister broke up the discussion and stated that he had made his opinion. "We will move whatever forces are ready to move to the border. Anything not yet available will receive the support it needs to be ready for an assault on Ripuaria. The games they have been playing have been going on for too long. Meanwhile I want the interior and war ministries to cooperate for a general mobilisation". Squeaking sounds filled the room as the ministers and general staff stood up from their chairs and left the meeting room.

- 19/06/1940 - A member of the Labour Party sends a threatening letter, demanding more freedoms for the Felsineans. The government responds by arresting party members. The sender is on the run.
- 19/06/1940 - The governor of Felsinia is on vacation when he hears the news of the regional parliament being dissolved, he does not allow for an election before he returns.
- 20/06/1940 - Posturing by the Ripuarians prompts the Lindians to also deploy troops. Arrangements are being made for a general mobilisation.
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Postby Felsinia » Wed Aug 22, 2018 3:14 pm

Fêlsina, Kingdom of Lindenholt, 20th June, 1940
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The dissolvement of the regional assembly caused considerable political frictions among the local Labours: in the historical headquarters of the Felsinean spin-off of the Lindian Labour Party, in the neighborhood of Tårr Biânca in Fêlsina, a heated debate arose between those who wanted new elections hoping for better results than last time, disatrous even if less than in other parts of the Kingdom, and those who questioned the legal validity of the procedure that led to the early conclusion of the regional legislature, the latter strived for pressuring the governor to restore the institutional order. The governor was expected to arrive in 's-Hertogenstad later the same day.

The party members weren't given the time to reach a common position, other pressing issues had to be debated, the leadership of the Labour Party in Lindenholt had been shut down by the police intervention, justified on alleged ties with separatists. The Felsinean twin party had always been extremely cautious on the topic being much more exposed, and believing ties with separatists to be just an excuse to crush the opposers, they hoped not to be a target of the repressive action of the government. They were wrong, their fate was the same, the one day delay enjoyed by the Felsinean Labour Party depended on the complex coordination with the army, preferred to the presumedly less reliable and trustworthy local police for such a delicate duty.

Without having to break down any door, the men in uniform entered the party offices through the open roller shutter and started turning everything upside down looking for evidence. The façade of the building lacked a sign since when the "Parté Felsinaiṡ dal Lavurîr" was forced to turn its official denomination into Dutch and remove any reference to the previous one, but everyone in the neighborhood knew what that building was and everyone was able to see through the glass windows what was happening inside. The leadership of the party reunited in the building was easily identified and taken into custody, those who were excluded from the naughty list standed stunned in the ruins of the offices, this last assault made the historical palace of the Felsinean socialists unrecognizable.



's-Hertogenstad, Kingdom of Lindenholt, 20th June, 1940
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All the political activities in the Ducal Palace were interrupted since the assembly sanctioned the end of the legislature. You could still bump into a few people in the corridors, most of the councilors were either in jail, busy elsewhere with their respective parties, or still in 's-Hertogenstad but just to clear their offices, but some of them didn't give up, rejecting the dissolvement of the assembly and keeping carrying out their job in their offices. Like every morning, the three councilors of the Steltian Radical Union, a parliament group bringing together the few parties with Steltian roots, went to the group office expecting to find there the daily press to read it as usual, but everything was shut down in the Ducal Palace so and one of them had to personally provide for the newspapers by visiting the klosk of the palace square.

"He didn't understand a f**k, like always" shouted the councilor Didiàl slamming the door and waving a newspaper, "look!" he said, throwing the rolled up newspaper on the desk. His colleague, Nando Cursìn, put his glasses on and started reading: "Region Felsinia, Kleijmans: 'region in stand-by until I'm back, elections soon'. Governor on the road towards 's-Hertogenstad", not before taking a deep breath he commented: "Obviously the liberals told him what suits them, they are those who resigned in mass, or we wouldn't be in this situation", "You can bet he knows exactly what happened, they resigned against him but he was just looking forward to this, this is a coup, a pure and simple coup, plenaries have precise procedures, the speaker cannot do anything that comes to his mind like he did, this invalidates the whole session of two days ago, but the only ones who care are half of the Labours and us, we'll have to sue the governor along with the speaker and the regional officials, the law is clear, and according toit we are right" Didiàl retorted.

"It'll be months before new elections take place, and meanwhile they'll fix the list of candidates, on the ballot you'll have only the liberals and the governing parties, that win 0 votes in Felsinia, of course they want to vote again, they claim theirs is protest against repression, but liberals are all like Kleijmans, they never turn their back to who has the power" said the third councilor, Fumegâra, who was interrupted by the phone ringing, Cursìn picked it up: "Office of the Steltian Radical Union Parliamentary group... Honourable Edrôṡa what happened?... The army did what?!"

"Let me guess, a blitz in the Felsinean headquarters of Labour" right guessed Didiàl even before Cursìn could hang up, his party colleague nodded adding: "Basically, leave out those hospitalised, those who resigned illegally and those who were arrested, the only councilors still in office is the three of us", "the three of us and Ciampâz" Fumegâra corrected him. Speak of the devil... Gìssto Ciampâz showed up in front of the door knocking twice, he was the only representative of the Democratic Party of the Commonwealth of Pradâz, a mountain community that includes some small municipalities to the south of Fêlsina. "Did you hear?" he asked, receaving an unanimous affermative answer, he continued: "we are the next, you had better start packing". "They aren't going to arrest us without charge, it can't happen, we aren't in Ripuaria" said Cursìn visibly worried, to which the reply of his mountain collague was: "not today, maybe not tomorrow, but they'll soon find a charge, and it'll be a very good charge", "what do you mean?" asked Fumegâra, who was beginning to sniff out what was going on, "after the events of Fêlsina and Stêlten, battles aren't going to be fought in the regional assembly anymore" he replied.

"If you're here you must have no link with the separatists, but this means nothing, even if your political activity for your territory is so cautious and moderate that the government hasn't bothered to constrast you yet, as soon as the conflict will arise you'll be first on the list of the rebels to suppress" went on speaking the representant of the Commonwealth, "if they really rise against Lindenholt everything will blow up, it will be a massacre, this government is ready to anything, repression will stop at nothing, how do they even believe they have a chance?" commented Nando Cursìn, who stood up for the agitation, "they're more equipped than you can imagine, it's not something that comes out of nowhere" Ciampâz pointed out, "expect spontaneous militias but also police forces and the alpines, possibly backed by foreign powers". Didiàl interrupted him: "Alpine troops in Stêlten? And what's your role in all of this?". Encyclopedic answer came from the colleague: "Alpine troops, yes, in the period of maximum extension in the mainland, the Maritime Republic owned the eastern half of the Horns. Me in all of this? Nothing, I'm just going back to Pradâz" "In the eastern half of the Horns" ended the sentence Cursìn. "Yes, you're welcome if you like", Ciampâz put his hat on and headed back to the door.



Liṡeâna, Kingdom of Lindenholt, 21st June, 1940
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The city behind and mountains on the side, it was like a deja vu for Stêven Edrôṡa, a 20km long car journey from Fêlsina to Liṡeâna coming up the Fluâva valley with in the pockets a membership card of a party in the crosshairs of the government, the Labour Party today, the Communist Party back then. Turn left upon entering the residential area, continue until you cross the parallel street to the state road, on the left, a few meters ahead, the headquarters of the Workers' General Union: the building changed consistently since last time, the red flags of the Workers' Confederation of Felsinia weren't waving anymore, since the trade union was forced to deeply restructure itself not to close down after the ban on communist associations. Edrôṡa decided to move on and join the Labour, but many in the party and in the trade union decided otherwise.

"Stêven, look who's back, welcome home" a man in his 70s with a marked mountain accent welcomed him, "Let's go that way" he said pointing the back of the building. "I know you're shocked but both of us knew it would happen, someday, and you're lucky you haven't been re-elected, or you'd be locked up like the others" said the old man, "You can't say we had to expect it, once we actually had revolutionary plans and back then we could predict a reaction from the state, now it's different, our only crime is to be an opposition party" replied Edrôṡa. "An unarmed opposition party that governed without complying with its duties of left wing party, being eventually rejected by the voters, you weren't brave enough to stand with workers to the end, you've never been, we were here when the army occupied the headquarters of the Party but they decided that no, 'we shouldn't rise guns blazing, this is not the time' they said, because 'strikes and street demostrations will be enough' " observed the trade unionist blaming the decisions of the former Communist leadership.

"We aren't here to discuss what we did or we didn't in the past, today we agree that the only message this government will receive is that of the workers' militias, but we need to join forces", this time Edrôṡa's words got the man's approval, put aside some old disagreements and differences in views, the left wing masses were about to be instructed to uprise against the nationalists in the red stronghold of central Fêlsinia, unintentionally creating a perfect diversion for the Steltian separatists, who were simultaneously rounding off their plan of action, more sophisticated and ambitious, which required a few more days to be drawn up in all of its details.

- 20/06/1940 - The Lindian Army arrests the leaders of the Felsinean Labour Party
- 20/06/1940 - Four regional councilors of the opposition leave 's-Hertogenstad fearing possible government reactions after being informed of the upcoming insurrection in Stêlten
- 21/06/1940 - What remains of the Felsinean Labour Party decides to support an uprising organized by communist militias and trade unions in Fêlsina
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Birth of the nationalist autocracy

The 1931 Federal Elections saw the inauguration of the Assembly of Parcan Nationalists (ZPN) into parliament, the furthest-right party ever elected. The party's popularity surged in the 30s following the global economic depression and ashes of a state-recognized Parcan national identity under the Second Republic. A reflection of a multicultural society faded as Parcans became centralized to all national functions and initiatives, rarely including others. As the years progressed, isolation and discrimination of ethnic communities such as Kaelictians, Eikangaardians, Morcosians and Allentyrians dramatically increased. Minorities saw their previous rights stripped and their statuses reduced to second-class.

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A car is lit on fire during the 65th day of the Black Veil Protests in Portcrau.


Opposition groups and parties demanding restoration of legal rights to minorities and center-left politics became increasingly popular to Umbrellas widespread, which eventually culminated in the 1933 Black Veil Protests in Portcrau; in which 72 people were killed. Anticipation for the upcoming 1935 elections ignited fierce debates and conversation about Parcan Nationalism in modern Umbrelliet politics. With months left before Umbrellas went to the polls, opposition leaders pushed to restore the traditional Umbrelliet political theatre; composed of mostly conservatives, social liberals, and a few far-left socialists. Although the nationalists still retained significant power in the Szecej Dom (House) and Senat (Senate), even gaining a plurality of support in the upcoming election would be detrimental to the political agenda of the Parcan Nationalists. With just weeks until the elections, leader of the Assembly of Parcan Nationalists and current Prime Minister of Umbrellya: Petro Otal, suspended elections indefinitely. In what was observed as the fastest decline of democracy in national history, Otal instated a militaristic - nationalist dictatorship and finally waved farewell to the Second Republic.

In the months following, police crackdowns on civil unrest became less and less frequent as public support for democracy and political freedom dwindled from constant threats of persecution. As a significant icon in Umbrellya's rapid militarization, Otal disbanded every police force in the country and replaced them with the national guard, also known as the "Imperial Walkmen". Often times, municipal police forces were reluctant to cooperate fully with national authorities, and therefore were replaced to ensure maximized communication with the government.

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An ethnically Kaelictian woman studies in the Central Courtyard of W. Blackwatch University.


As privately run institutions, universities across the country did not need to cooperate with the government to the extent of public services and institutions. Most schools such as Wilfrid Blackwatch University and Harkon University did not provide authorities with the ethnic backgrounds of its enrolled students; as students belonging to ethnicities outside of Parcan could face government action. However, to avoid legal repercussions, most universities cooperated with authorities by providing research and carrying out special projects for the government. Private institutions such as these later became safe havens for political activists and intellectuals that would otherwise face persecution for their beliefs. Democrats/republicans, socialists, and other miscellaneous activists all enjoyed much more lenient laws on speech, expression and movement inside the boundaries of Umbrelliet universities.

With the country unified under his iron fist, Petro Otal began campaigning for war with surrounding countries to unify the Umbrelliet public under a common goal. Across the Nordismar Sea, Capsland was the primary target of Otal's public speeches where he discussed his interest in claiming "strategic area". Otal also unofficially advocated for conflict with neighbouring Eikangaard, Allentyr and Lindenholt.
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Heintsbergen province, Kingdom of Lindenholt, 21st of June 1940


"You see them?" two conscripts were peering at the other side of the border, trying to spot Ripuarian positions. "No. That's just a bush!" the one with binoculars yelled out after his comrade pointed -- for the third time -- at, what was indeed, a bush. "That's the art of camouflage my friend. They make it seem like a bush, while in reality it's an AT gun; or better yet: a sniper position." Annoyed, the spotter took his frustration out on the helmet of his companion. "It was a sniper; you're dead.". While still recovering from the hit to his head he asked himself out loud "Would these helmets stop a bullet?". Casually the spotter gave his answer: "Guess we'll soon find out...". The team continued staring in to the empty countryside in silence, trying to spot equipment or entrenched positions. Some hours of searching, even switching positions, did not yield any intelligence of value. Nearing the end of their shift a loud voice broke the silence.

"ATTENTION!" a well decorated officer commanded. The ever increasing tensions with Lindenholt's eastern neighbour was cause for concern. Although the Lindian military was capable, to mount an at least somewhat successful offensive extra manpower was needed. Recruitment on such a short timescale was deemed impossible and impractical. It was decided that a general mobilisation would occur for anyone between 18 and 28 who was not in school. That meant that around 2 million men could be called for service. The general staff had made their way to the Ripuarian border areas to inspect the present troops and to determine where these troops were needed most.

"Hello gentlemen, at ease. What have you been doing?" one of the inspecting generals asked the conscripts. "We've been scouting on this stretch of the border. We've been walking for about four of five kilometres." satisfied the general asked what they had spotted so far today. "We've spotted several tanks and what we believe is at least a company of soldiers marching along the border.". Concerned the general looked at the rest of the general staff. "We need a full force on this border, note it down.". The concerned look was shared by the soldier's comrade. He whispered "Where exactly did we see what you just said? You're making stuff up!".

104.4 MHz radios across Lindenholt, 22nd of June 1940


At 20.00 the sound of the national anthem filled the living rooms of families across the country. The instrumentals made way for a voice; the voice of an old man, a voice recognisable for almost all Lindians

"Given the current circumstances that have been sitting as dark clouds above Ventismar, and to maintain the total neutrality that our nation upholds, I have given orders to execute a full mobilisation of all land and sea forces." It was the king, addressing his nation in a very short speech. "I call upon all youngsters, ages eighteen through twenty-eight to take up their arms and fulfil the most honourable duty, to help in the defence of their fatherland."

The king's speech was ended with a shortened vocal version of the Lindian anthem; with only the last stanza sung:

"Oh Lindenholt! Oh freedom!
Your presence brings joy to our soul;
We do cheerfully swear:
Your future is our goal!
Us, the young Lindians declare:
Your command we will for ever uphold,
With hand and heart defend,
The holy,
Holy fatherland!
"

The immediate aftermath of the radio broadcast was chaos. Socialists erupted on to the streets. The decision to mobilise came rather unexpectedly, the only explanation? Lindenholt was planning to strike first. In a fashion that has become almost typical, police cracked down hard on protesters. Luckily however this time violence was not as widespread, with only minor incidents being reported that night.

Uilenberger Heaths, Kingdom of Lindenholt, 22nd of June 1940


"Gerard, Gerard here!" a hushed voice from out of the shrublands took the attention of Vandelay -- the escaped civil servant had arrived two days prior to his native Uilenberger heaths in the east of the country. He had set up a small camp in the middle of nowhere; blending in with the herders that grazed their sheep in the region.

"Gerard!", the hushed voice became a raised one. "Yes, what?" Vandelay answered. "Mobilisation has been declared, like you predicted. You predicted it to the minute. How could you have known?". The voice, only known by his nickname Brandewijn (lit. "brandy") was the leader of the identically named government resistance group. "So you told the folks over in the city to listen to the radio and go protest tonight? Anyway. I told you that you could trust me." Vandelay said with a smirk on his face, his guess -- albeit based on the little leaks of information he got from working at the interior ministry -- paid off. He had managed to gain the trust of an organisation potentially capable of bringing down the government that had wronged so many people. "So here's what you're gonna do. We will keep still for the time being, wait until the war turns against 'our' favour. Then we --" Brandewijn cut him short "Who says the war will turn against us? What if we win?". Vandelay laughed "Believe me, we will lose. Don't overestimate that army. Now as I was saying..."

The entire evening went on with the two discussing their plans during the, what Vandelay believed, inevitable occupation of Lindenholt.

Oldeniel Province Coast, Kingdom of Lindenholt, 23rd of June 1940


Four days had passed since the hurried departure of the Felsinian governor from his vacation villa on the southern coast. Kleijgaarden had left by car, not able to take an aeroplane or a train due to the limited connections of the rural west. Typically it would have taken two days for Kleijgaarden to arrive in 's Herogenstad, for some reason however he had not sent a short "I have arrived" telegram to the staff back at the villa in Lindenholt. In fact, no one had heard from him since he left.

With four days having passed, his staff worried. They were well aware of the tensions going on in Felsinia, and the possibility of Kleijgaarden being killed or captured by some sort of resistance group was certainly deemed as a possibility. A telegram was sent to 's Hertogenstad:

KLEIJGAARDEN LEFT 19TH HAS HE ARRIVED
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Postby Ripuaria » Tue Aug 27, 2019 4:58 am

Uilenbergen Heaths, Kingdom of Lindenholt, 21st of June, 1940


The weather forcast for today was unusually high humidity for summer, it was expected to be foggy in the valley. No one could see further than five metres in front of them and even that was mostly a grey blur. Olivier Couvreur was a simpleman. His mother and father of Ripuarian descendent. He lived in a small village in north - east Lindenholt. As a young men he worked in Artwingen and was politically involved until not long ago when his apartment was searched by the Lindian Police for evidence of cooperation with the Ripuarian Nationalist Party. Luckily for Olivier, no evidence was found and he was released from lock up no later than 24 hours. After that day he took the next train north, not wanting to risk it more.

In realitiy, Olivier was recruited to Francis' militia around ten years ago as an informat for the Ripuarian government. He often took trains to Ripuaria and delivered information he had gathered while in Artwingen. While staying under the radar in the heaths, he recived a mysterious message from a child courier, he looked around eight years old. The message written on a small crumbled up page said:

To Monsieur Olivier Couvreur,

This message is delivered directly to your hands through a personal trusted courier. Do not, let it fall into the hands of anyone. The enemy is listening to our every step. Turst no one but those we tell you to trust. The courier will introduce himself to you later. For now, we have very important details to give you. Read carefully.

Tomorrow, the 22nd of June, at 2351 hours and for the duration of four minutes until 2355, two masked men will stand on the Ripuarian-Lindian border. They are to be trusted. Upon reaching contact with these men, they will give you a sack with an electronic explosive device and money. You will say no words, take the sack and return home. Do not be seen by anyone, not even close friends. Only trust those who we tell you to trust.

The following morning take the 0600 train to Artwingen. In 0820 a conscription takes place in the central bus station, hundreds of Lindian men fit for military service should be there waiting to join the army. Around the gathering area, is an electricity voltage box. Leave the sack behind the box and push the enclosed red button. You will around between half a minute and a minute to leave the area before the explosives set off.

After that, await further orders.
Signed,
SRR


Olivier recognized the SRR being the abbreviation of the Service de Renseignement Ripuarian, the sercret service of Ripuaria and Olivier's former employers. Olivier offered the courier a place to sleep but he refused and headed east.

The following day Olivier followed the instructions he had recieved. He carefully snuck to the border, assessing Lindian patrol patterns and avoiding them, he found out that the 2351 to 2355 hours were not chosen by mistake. They exactly follow the patrol patterns to provide the safest window of opportunity. Olivier at first has hesitant but seen as his employer has done intelligence gathering on the Lindian Army, he began trusting the courier, the messenger and when he finally reached them, he also trusted the two masked men. Not a word was spoken in their encounter. The sack was thrown over the barbed wire and taken by Olivier and that's it. The two sides departed.

Artwingen, Kingdom of Lindenholt, 23rd of June 1940



Olivier waking up early in the morning, packing his bags, including the sack he had recieved the previous day. He took today's newspaper and left for the train to Artwingen. With the generous amount of money he recieved yesterday he bought a ticket and boarded the 0600 train south.

On his way he read today's news headlines...
GENERAL MOBILISATION - READ TO FIND OUT WHERE YOU NEED TO REPORT

TENSIONS WITH RIPUARIA STILL HIGH - NO OFFICIAL STATEMENTS

WHY THERE WILL BE NO WAR WITH RIPUARIA - ANALYST EXPLAINS

GOVERNOR KLEIJGAARDEN MISSING?


Olivier stopped at the last small headline. Wait what? The Governor of Felsinia is missing? Last seen four days ago? Strange to see such headlines. Could it be that the SRR has kidnapped him? Is this an elaborate plan to drive Lindenholt and Ripuaria to war? Or maybe it was just a coincidence. A bad coincidence... The Lindian government can only put the blame on either the Felsineans or Ripuarians. In both cases it will lead to war. Fuck, why am I doing this now? Should I just not plant the bomb at all?

Olivier was stuck in his mind, unable to make up what he wants. He is in the middle of something big. Bigger than he'd ever be.

He thought to himself: When this is all over, I want a summer resort in Ripuaria all to myself.

The train arrived, Olivier came down, lit a cigarette and headed straight to the central bus station, pretending to just be a passenger who went out for a smoke, he 'accidentally' stumbled upon the mobilisation gathering area and sat down with his bag near the voltage box. The place was full of people. At least a hundred new conscripts arrived to join the army. It was crowded and stinking. He snuck the explosives in. Took one last drag from his cigarette, opened the case and pushed the button. He got up and quickly walked. Just walked the streets of Artwingen. Walked as far as he could. He looked at his watch.

30 seconds...

20 seconds...

10 seconds...

Chambourg, The State of Ripuaria, 23rd of June 1940



Early morning meeting was called at the military headquarters of Chambourg. President Francis Linville was staying at the city for a situation report. To the meeting arrived President Francis and General Gautier, chief of intelligence. The two sat down.

"General Gautier, I would like to ask for your advice. Considering the current situation with Lindenholt I have taken up to offer the Felsineans protection under the Ripuarian State. Coming from strategical analysis, if Felsinia would win it's independence from Lindenholt they would instantly side with us. This is a great opportunity to discredit Lindenholt and their allies. They have already arrested several Ripuarian nationals and this is barely enough reason to send an ultimatum to Lindenholt. I want to demand the release of all Ripuarian and Felsinean prisoners as well as a referendum for independence in Felsinia. But I just don't have quite enough reasons to do so. We need to have one more reason to send our demands. If only they would've arrested more Ripuarians, or put us down to blame for a major event in Lindenholt."

"President. As per our meeting last week, I am working on giving the Lindians a reason to blame us for. But I would also like to provide you with some new information about that. A referendum for Felsinean independence is already possible, if only we could organise the Felsineans themselves to do it. The Lindian government will occupy the region and we'll go to war against them. Earning us not only Felsinia but also the entirety of the Lindian mainlands. President, we need at once to make contact with the Felsineans! Get their militias on our side, assess the battle map and deploy our forces to favour a quick Ripuarian and Felsinean victory! This war will be over in less than six hours."

"No no no General! We are not instigating a war here! This would be a disaster for Ripuaria. Let me tell you a secret, if I were to send demands to Lindenholt and they would refuse. I wouldn't push for war in any chance. It's too much of a risk. I know for certain that Lindenholt will call in it's allies and we cannot face a multi fronted war. This is why I'm asking for small flames in Lindenholt not a huge bonfire in Ventismar! Listen carefully general. I trust you. I know you have the power to start a war, but if we get to that stage. You will find yourself hanging in Chambourg's main square."

"President, I have the Ripuarian Armed Forces behind me. Ripuaria will be great or it won't be Ripuaria at all. If you'll excuse me I have pressing matters to attend to. I am waiting for big news..."

General Gautier left the meeting room. As soon as possible President Francis took his train back to the capital. It was time to assess the internal situation of Ripuaria. Who's siding with who. For the first time in Twenty year, President Francis did not feel safe in his position.
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Postby Lindenholt » Wed Aug 28, 2019 2:10 am

Lindian-Ripuarian border crossing, 21st of June 1940


Kleijgaarden and his chauffeur had left the governor's vacation villa two days ago. After driving through the Lindian country side they arrived at a border crossing in the province of Heintsbergen. Clearing the Lindian border checkpoint was easy. Kleijgaarden's rank did not require any searches and a quick passport check was sufficient for the Lindian border guards. The governor's car drove 100 metres to the Ripuarian checkpoint. There was no queue to speak of, as the tensions between the two countries had caused trade, commerce and tourism between the tow countries to come to a grinding halt. "Papiers s'il vous plaît" the Ripuarian border guard said. The border guard had no idea of Kleijgaarden's rank, but was all to aware of him being affluent; in the end, not many people are chauffeured around. "Monsieur... Kleijgaarden" the border guard only managed to say the name with great difficulty (and even his best attempt butchered the name), "A page in your passport is missing" he said with a concerned look on his face. It did not register in Kleijgaarden's mind that the Ripuarian official was asking for a simple bribe, the "missing page" being a banknote; instead, Kleijgaarden was convinced he was being denied access due to the tensions between the two countries.

"I was appointed by the prime minister of Lindenholt in name of his majesty. I am transiting through Ripuaria to my post, as my presence is required in Felsinia, which is a part of our Realm. I demand you do not hinder me in fulfilling my duties." Kleijgaarden said in perfect French. "Bring me your superior!". The superior the governor demanded to see was already on his way, he had sensed trouble when he noticed the only car on the border crossing was being held up longer than was normal. An officer, whose rank Kleijgaarden could not identify due to his unfamiliarity with the Ripuarian rank insignia, stuck his head in to the rolled down window of Kleijgaarden's car. "Step out of the vehicle, now" he said sternly. Kleijgaarden, feeling utterly disrespected, complied but did not hesitate to angrily tell the Ripuarian officer of his post as governor. Kleijgaarden's condescending tone made the officer feel disrespected. "You do not talk to an officer of Ripuaria like that!" he said loudly. He took off his glove and smacked the governor in his face. While it was not a hard hit per se (it wouldn't leave a bruise of scratch) the disrespect shown by the officer was very hard hitting. Kleijgaarden's response was a simple one: He formed a fist and hit the officer in the face. The chauffeur saw this and tried to defend his passenger. Two Ripuarian soldiers came, a fight ensued, a warning shot was fired. The governor managed to bring one of the soldiers to the ground, he stood still for a second to think about his next move. An other Ripuarian soldier approached the governor from the back. He raised his rifle and hit the governor's head with the stock of his rifle. The governor fell to the ground, knocked out.

Seeing his boss being knocked out and dragged away by Ripuarian soldiers, the chauffeur sprinted towards the Lindian border checkpoint. There, the entire contingent had been put on alert because of the warning shot that was fired minutes before. The chauffeur ran and the soldiers aimed their rifles. Seeing Ripuarian soldiers aim rifles in the direction of Lindian soldiers caused the Lindian side to take aim as well. Aware of his disadvantageous position, right in the crossfire, the chauffeur threw himself to the ground. One Ripuarian soldiers fired a round aimed at the chauffeur's leg, making sure he was immobilised. A Lindian national being shot by Ripuarian border guards was deemed as aggression, and the Lindian force opened fire on the Ripuarians.

While under machine gun and rifle fire the officer and an assistant on the Ripuarian side handcuffed and blindfolded Kleijgaarden. They put him in his car and the officer sat down in front of the steering wheel. He started the engine and drove the car in to cover.

The firefight on the border, which lasted for almost two hours, was concluded after the Ripuarian officer approached with a white flag - as he was instructed to do by his superiors in Lièvremont. Other than the chauffeur, who had bled out as a result of his injury, there were no fatalities on either side. During the ceasefire negotiations the Ripuarian officer explained to his Lindian counterpart that the chauffeur was, in fact, a smuggler and that Kleijgaarden and his chauffeur had made it through unscathed and were on their way to Felsinia.


Artwingen, 23rd of June 1940


Olivier counted down. "10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1..."

Nothing. He wondered if he had armed the bomb correctly. Did he set the timer right? "Any second now" he said to himself. Some seconds past, nothing. He waited. Looked at his watch, two minutes had past. Still nothing. In what is one of the dumbest move of this roleplay Olivier decided to go back. He turned around, walked back. "Maybe they found it?" he said to himself. He observed from a (still dangerously close) distance, the bomb was still there.

Boom.

Olivier felt the shockwave slam him in to the ground. If he had remained conscious he would have heard the explosion as well, but his head hit the pavement with such force, he was knocked out in an instant. Blood was dripping down his cheeks when he opened his eyes, for all he knew he was out for hours or even days, he raised his arm to look at his watch. Despite his blurry vision and the watch's cracked glass he could make out that he had been out cold for fifteen minutes. While checking the time he had not noticed three bystanders around him. They asked him in Dutch if he was alright. In his distinct Ripuarian accent he replied that he was nauseous and had blurry vision. It was obvious he was not a native Dutch speaker. In fact, it was obvious he was French. In the heat of the moment his descent did not matter much, until one man climbed on the rouble of a wooden market stand and yelled:

"It's the damned Ripuarians. They did this. They blew up our soldiers. They blew up our people. They are bringing death and destruction. Did you not read the paper? They are even firing on our border guards! They're terrorists."

With adrenaline pumping through everyone's system, it only took the bystander's rushed speech to rile up the crowd and convince them that Lindenholt should be for Lindians and not be home to Ripuarian terrorists. "He did it!" a boy screamed while pointing at Olivier. "He's French, I heard him speak" he continued. The crowd unleashed their anger on Olivier. Police looked on how this Ripuarian man was beaten on the street by an angry mob. After almost ten minutes of beating, kicking, spitting and other abuse the police decided to end it. They dragged Olivier, as he could no longer walk, to the police car. Olivier was placed under arrest.
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Denefels Military Headquarters, 22nd of June, 1945


"General, could you explain what the fuck happened tonight?"

"The Lindians at the border checkpoint opened fire. The situation was quickly defused, no one was harmed."

"How did you even get to this situation? It simply baffles me that this even happened."

"A Lindian national caused some trouble, we needed to arrest him. I'm telling you this was all done on our side of the border. They had escalated the situation out of proportions!"

"You should've just thrown him back to the Lindian side. Was that necessary?"

"You don't understand president... We've got Kleijgaarden."

"The governor of Felsinia? That's the man you arrested?"

"Orders from General Gautier, The secret service requested him."

President Francis said no more words. He saluted the general stationed at Denefels and left immediately to his car. The past few days saw the President all over Ripuaria. Constantly commuting between the capital, the border cities, La Fontaine and Chambourg. This time he was headed directly to General Gautier, head of the Ripuarian intelligence and head of the Service de Renseignement Ripuarian. After another two hours drive to the city of Perai he met the general. Prepared to dismiss him once and for all for sabotage of national security. After his meeting with the general, he returned to the capital. Unlike what was expected, General Gautier wasn't dismissed. Instead, Francis took a different approach to the situation. He sat down and wrote a telegram directly to Artwingen. The telegram was delivered by noon. In closed doors discussions between the President and leading generals in the Ripuarian Army it was declared: "Operation Loup: Liberation of Stelten is in full effect"

The telegram delivered to Artwingen read:
Kingdom of Lindenholt

It has come to our attention that the Lindian government holds several Ripuarian nationals and members of the Felsinean Labour Party in prisions across Lindenholt. Due to the nature of recent events in Stelten and the border crossing between Denefels and Seigerberg we no longer feel safe for our people to stay under Lindenholt's rule, in particular, the Felsinean politicians. The situation in Felsinia is as follows:

We currently hold Monsieur Kleijgaarden, Lindian Governor of Felsinia. That, and with the fact that the Felsinean Parliament has dissolved itself, means that Felsinia is currently under no legitimate rule. Your current military occupation of Felsinia is deemed ilegal by international laws and we, The State of Ripuaria, are driven to stop this scenario from continuing.

In exchange for the safety and return of Monsieur Kleijgaarden, we demand the release of all Ripuarian nationals, the release of the Felsinean politicians and the demilitarization of Felsinia from Lindian armed forces.

Failure to comply by the 24th of June 0000 hours will force drastic actions from our side.

Signed collectivly,
The Defense Cabinet of the State of Ripuaria


Lièvremont, State of Ripuaria, 23rd of June, 1945


Twenty-four hours before the demands expire. Sunday morning at the capital of Ripuaria. The defense cabinet and the whole military were working none stop for the past few weeks. More and more reconnaissance missions were sent out over Lindian airspace and the border. By now every last man fit for military service in Ripuaria was already in the army. Ever since the civil war, no man was left without some sort of military experience. A notice was sent to all service members in reserve to report to their bases by tomorrow morning. Logistics and deployments were moved westwards to the border with Lindenholt and surrounding Felsinia.

President Francis entered his office and was briefing to the current happenings in the world.

"A bomb went off in Artwingen's central bus station. 27 dead and 50 injured, all were suppose to be mobilized to the Lindian Army. A Ripuarian man was found responsible. Olivier Couvreur. We have no idea who this man is."

President Francis thought to himself. How could the Lindian government accept my demands with this happening in their country? This was when the penny dropped for Francis. They can't.

The demands won't be met now. The generals were already briefed that in this case, Ripuaria is entering Felsinia and attacking the Lindian forces.

"fuck" mumbled Francis and went off from the office before the briefing even ended.
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"Beyond the Nordismar"
Trident, Mistbank Island - 20th June, 1940

Trident, the city on the cliff founded by religious monks almost a thousand years ago. This port city on the island of Mistbank was the key to the Capslandian defensive war plan "Operation Jubilee". Trident had, for a long time, been a strategically important port city that allowed Capsland to project it's naval supremacy within the Nordismar; with Umbrelliet posturing and inflammatory rhetoric directed toward Capsland, the city was more important than ever.

The Nationalist Dictatorship across the sea was indeed a threat, but an overlooked threat. Capslandian politicians had become naïve and complacent. They believed that a state such as Umbrellya could never possibly imagine threatening open conflict, or indeed, war, with Capsland. This, of course, had a profound effect on the admiralty, the first and main line of defence for Capsland.

"Send a telegram back to Port Louis, request the Royal Admiralty reinforce the Trident Force with three extra destroyers. We are in need of more escort ships for HMS Royal and HMS Oud."

"Yes sir"

His voice commanded with precision and wit. Admiral Brigand was arguably one of the most proficient admirals in the Royal Navy, this made him a key player in Capslandian politics and a likely target for rivals in the Royal Navy.

HMS Royal and HMS Oud were testaments to Capslandian engineering. They were the the two Royal Class battleships in the Royal Navy and boasted tremendous weaponry. As far as the Royal Navy was concerned, these two battleships outclassed and outgunned any ship in the Nordismar. Of course, such large ships were equally large targets.


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HMS Royal in Trident port





"Arnaud's Dream"
Whitemount, Goldwyn - 21st June, 1940

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Capslandian Royal Military Police deployed to Goldwyn, 15th June 1940


'Bonjour Goldwyn! Aujourd'hui fait le sixième jour que Burton a occupé Daccard Squear au centre de Whitemount. Un couvre-feu a été mis en place injustement pendant que les fonctionnaires disent que nous les natifs ne sommes pas permis d'exercer nos droits fondamentaux dès 22h ce soir. Nous n'avons qu'un message simple pour Burton et les dictateurs qui y habitent. Manifestez!'

[Good morning Goldwyn! Today marks the sixth day Burton has occupied Daccard Square in central Whitemount. A curfew has unjustly been imposed with officials declaring that us natives are not allowed to exercise our basic rights from 10 o'clock tonight. We have one simple message for Burton and the dictators living there. Riot!']

"Manifestez... What a cruel and horrible joke." Arnaud uttered.

Arnaud was a simple man, a native of Whitemount, the capital of Goldwyn, he had just been given a grant from his late grandmother to fulfil his dream of attending Université royale de Whitemount and becoming a professor in philosophy. His mother and father separated long ago, he had hoped his ambitions to become a rich famous philosopher would give his increasingly exhausted mother the strength she needed to go on, and to a large degree it did. Today was the day that he would be take his very first step into becoming what he had always dreamed of being.

It was 9 am, two hours since curfew ended for the morning, Arnaud was due to attend the opening ceremony of the university where he and many others would be admitted and start their academic careers.

With a quick 'Bye, mama!' and a hurried shut of the front door, he was on his way to the university, fully prepared to learn. On his way to the campus he passed Daccard Square, the impromptu base of operations for the Military Police enforcing the curfew in Whitemount. Arnaud was apathetic to any causes in Goldwyn - he saw the Burton government as a source of stability but also understood why people were angry and had so much hate in their words and actions. These thoughts and understandings were just blips in Arnaud's mind, he was focused on his life and succeeding in his academics.

The campus was teeming with life, Arnaud guessed at least 700 people were attending this ceremony. There had been an unusual amount of calm in the air given the recent imposing of a curfew and calls to riot over the radio. However, Arnaud took this as a much needed break from all the political wrangling and arguing.

The Vice-Chancellor of the university rose to the podium and addressing the prospective students.
"Welcome... Students of Whitemount Royal University. I open this ceremony-"

Bang. Followed by three more. The vice-chancellor was dead

Ten men shouted, overpowering the screams of shock from the crowd "GOD SAVE FRANCIS! GOD SAVE FRANCIS!" and with what seemed like a split second started firing on the shocked and dazed Capslandian military police from inside the crowd. The cordoned off streets of central Whitemount severed only to pen the crowd in, just what the ten Goldwynian nationalists wanted.

The surrounding Capslandian military police were stunned, it had happened in a split second. Without receiving orders from their commanding officers, they started firing indiscriminately into the crowd of students hoping to hit the nationalists.

The firefight lasted 5 minutes until suddenly the shots stopped and people could breathe. It was a slaughter.

Arnaud was dead. And with him, the dreams of so many more.

Later that day, the papers would report a Goldwynian nationalist terror attack that killed 75. Witnesses were either denounced as nationalists spreading fake news or paid off by the state. Central Whitemount had become a graveyard and the families of the victims would never know the true fate of their loved ones.


"The French Menace"
Capslandian Central Military Intelligence, Haven, Dellea - 22nd June, 1940

"I can't believe it. I wanted to stay out of this, the politicians aren't going to understand the ramifications of this. We're headed to a conflict that my superiors dreaded." Brian Markupper, the chief intelligence officer for the armed forces had been given one of the guns that were used in the Whitemount shooting only 15 hours ago.

"Sir, this is out of our hands now. Whether we like it or not, it seems this is an issue for the Executive Chancellor and cabinet." Said a junior intelligence officer.

"This conversation doesn't leave this room. Send a telegram to the Executive Chancellor's personal residence in Burton." Brian picked up the briefcase with the gun in and before the junior officer could finish his sentence, left the room for his entourage waiting for him outside.

The convoy of cars left the Capslandian Central Military Intelligence HQ for the train station, Brian was soon to board a train direct to Burton to discuss with the government what steps were needed.

The telegram that was waiting for Executive Chancellor Stuggart read:

WHITEMOUNT SHOOTING. RIPUARIAN MADE GUNS FOUND. ACTION ON NEXT STEPS NEEDED




20 JUN 1940 - Admiral Brigand requests more destroyers for the battleship fleet based at Trident.
21 JUN 1940 - Goldwynian nationalist shooting in central Whitemount, 75 dead.
22 JUN 1940 - Capslandian military intelligence discovers the Ripuarians supplied arms to Goldwynian nationalists that lead to the shooting.
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"With Love, From Burton"
Capslandian Embassy, Artwingen, Kingdom of Lindenholt - 23rd June, 1940

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Capslandian Embassy in Artwingen, 1930



Charles laughed, his cigar smoke filling his office much to the discomfort of his assistant sitting opposite him at his desk.
"They've identified about fifty of those killed in that attack in Whitemount. Can't say I feel sorry the poor fuckers. That God for His Majesty's military"

Sir Charles Beaucannon was named His Majesty's Ambassador to Lindenholt in '37 previously serving as chief adviser to Executive Chancellor Karl Wurton's government in the 20s. A proud nationalist, he and his affluent family supported Clark Stuggart's ambitions ever since he was first elected in the decisive 1935 General Election.

"Any news from Burton? Are they finally moving me away from this dreary place? I swear if I have to endure one more Lindian attendant that doesn't understand how to pour a proper brew I will hand in my resignation myself." Charles lightly tapped on his cigar over the worn ashtray

"Actually sir, there is something I need to pass on. There was a telegram this morning from the Executive Chancellor's office. Apparently there is significant evidence at the scene of the Whitemount shooting that points toward Ripuarian involvement. "

"What? The Ripuarians did it? What did the telegram say?"

The assistant shuffled on her seat, almost to hide her discomfort at the continued cloud of toxic smoke from the cigar
"Well, there is nothing concrete yet but the guns the nationalists used were of Ripuarian design. The telegram stated that the Executive Chancellor will be withdrawing the ambassador to Ripuaria shortly and wished for you to pass on to the Prime Minister his support against Ripuaria. As far as I am aware, they are currently signing up a political declaration as we speak to make the government's position public. He thought it wise for you to inform the Prime Minister first."

"Good lord." Charles took one last drag of his cigar and left it in the ashtray, still burning away.

He pulled the landline, that had a direct connection to the Lindian Prime Minister's office, from across his desk and dialled the number on the turn dial. Still maintaining eye contact with the assistant, he waited patiently for the phone to ring.

After a "Hello?" from the Prime Minsiter he answered,
"Ah, Prime Minister, good morning. I am calling to inform you of the position of the Capslandian government and to take your sincere response regarding a proposition from the Executive Chancellor. It has come to my government's attention that the recent brutal and unfortunate shotting in Whitemount was not just an act of isolated barbarism. There is sufficient evidence to point to the State of Ripuaria and their direct involvement in shipping illegal weapons into Capsland. My government is currently in the process of writing up a public political declaration condemning their vile country for their heinous crimes and is also offering our unwavering support against Ripuarian aggression. Hopefully there will be peace on the continent, but should a time call that we must take up arms, let us take up arms together in the name of justice. All you need to do Prime Minister, is give me your blessing to pass on a message of support back to my government. Do I have it?"

After a brief pause and from the perspective of the assistant, a bitter silence, Charles put down the landline with a reluctant smirk.

"He said yes. I guess there's no going back now"

"I am sure it will-" cutting off the assistant, a loud bang in the distance. The assistant and Charles both got up without saying a word, just a confused and worried look on their faces. Charles walked over to the window and opened the curtains to reveal a fresh plume of smoke rising on the other side of the rive in the distance.

"Do you think it's...?"

"No no, surely not. Surely not now."

"Maybe it's best if we get back to the Executive Chancellor, let him know all the news. I will ask around on information on that explosion"

"Yes... Yes... Better do that." Charles seemed in shock, placing his hand on his mouth pondering on what had exactly just happened. It was beginning to dawn on him that past events were going to be bigger than he ever imagined.




23 JUN - Ambassador Charles Beaucannon learns of the Ripuarian supplied weapons in Whitemount
23 JUN - Ambassador Charles Beaucannon offers the Prime Minister of Lindenholt a pact against Ripuaria; the Prime minister accepts
23 JUN - The ambassador and his assistant are stunned by the bombing in Artwingen
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"He's a prick and I think he should know that!" Bengam doesn't like all the extra shifts he's been getting recently. His factory output has been increased by 70% and the workforce expanded by double. All of this just to buy a little bread and butter wasn't very satisfying on top of that. "What they should do is hire more people. But management wouldn't like that, now would they?" Bengam and Moran have been assembling mortar shells ever since that fancy-man in a navy suit came by with a list and a promise of stacks upon stacks of Mattes.

"Not a'tall. Too many heads to count and too much risk of someone pinchin' a finger off," Moran says. The two of them plug away for 4 more hours until their breaks. Before he can even get out the door, Bengam's manager calls him over; he gives Moran a familiar look. "Eh I'm on break right now, can we talk after?"

"This won't take long. I'm just here to tell y'ah you and your line are movin' to Line 29. New order from the government. Bigger pieces this time, apparently its for aircraft.

"God, they're taking up so much of our space these days."

"Yes. They sure are."



An Alliance for Otal's Dream
Umbrelliet Parliament Building, Sokaczow, IB

Petro Otal is pacing around his office. He typically gets his ideas from walking and thinking, the slight introvert he is. 2 minutes pass, and Otal's most trusted advisor: Nikol Pergolas, steps in along with an other. Pergolas is the government's current Strategic Advisor and joins 8 others in the Advisory Committee.
"High Commander, we have news. Please, if you would have a seat," Nikol asks. Otal makes himself comfortable on his leather-woven seat behind the President's Desk. "It appears our neighbors to the West are docking several new ships this week in the coastal city of Trident. All according to our lookout stationed there."

"What kinds of ships?" Otal scratches his bushy eyebrow in sudden thought. "2 battleships. They arrived there recently."

"Do you think they're aware of our productions? Do we have spies in our midst?" Otal is worried his future plans for Parcan reunification are dwindling. "Most likely, Commander. But more so- the crises down South-West along the Ripuarian border with Lindenholt have likely put them on edge. Everyone is."

"I wasn't prepared for an escalation this early. I imagined we'd launch the operation to take Latobraun in 4 or 5 years. Have we even manufactured enough shells for this situation?" Otal began to speak really fast as he imagined several horrible scenarios his country could endure.

"Well," Nikol grew an unsettling grin. "Nobody's saying war yet. That time will come. But yes, we are quickly approaching maximum readiness for such an occasion." The room fills with a sharp and uncomfortable thought pause. "If I may, Commander. Perhaps we should look beyond our own borders for support? Couldn't our enemy's friend's foe also be our friend?"

"What are you talking about? With who?" Otal questions.

"Ripuaria. At the moment they, along with Lindenholt, are on the brink of war. It's safe to assume Capsland will take Lindenholt's side, so why shouldn't we take theirs? We could help each other out greatly. If we say... helped with a quick sweep of Lindenholt, we would be in such better standing to storm Latobraun and unify the land."

Otal thought for a moment, and scratched his eyebrow once more for good measure. "I'll have to think about this. But I think I'll call the Ripuarian delegation to see if this is all possible in the first place."

"Excellent, sir."
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Postby Ripuaria » Sat Sep 07, 2019 10:14 am

Sokaczow, Umbrellya, 22nd of June, 1940

"I have heard we have much in common" said President Francis at the sight of Petro Otal.

To two held a meeting behind closed doors, a meeting of ultra-national importance. On the agdenda, the future of the world's fragile network of national borders and alliances.

Coffee was already served on the table. Behind Petro, Francis locked the door and sat down.

"Things will never be the same. In exactly one day and four hours war will break out. There is nothing I can do to stop it, it's inevitable. Nothing will stay the same after that. Some people will lose, some will win. The number of working men in the world cannot rise through war, they can only change sides and die. I know right now that you, Petro, want to be in the side that's gaining the most working men and the least dead men.

By the end of the month, the Ripuarian Defense Forces will be at the western coast of the continent. Many will die.

As things are right now, at the end of the next month, Caplslandian flags will be raised in the east of the continent.

You would want Umbrelliet Flags to replace them.

Let me help you raise these flags."


Francis was offering Petro an alliance and agreement of military cooperation. Umbrelliet and Ripuarian as one command in the incoming global inferno.

4th Armoured Division "La Sonnae" Headquarters, Ripuaria, 23rd of June, 1940

The officers of the 4th Armoured Division "La Sonnae" at noon time of the 23rd of June had gathered together to sign off the final draft of Plan Bleu, possible invasion of Lindenholt starting on the 24th of June, 1940. The plan laid out considered defensive positions until Felsinia was put under Ripuarian control and an offensive push to the Western Coast of Lindenholt by the end of the month. The command of the operation goes as following:
Général d'Armée Ange Aaron Simon, Commander of the Western Army Group, assigned to lead the operation with the support of elements from the Ripuarian Navy and Airforce put under his direct command.
Général de Division Henry Regnard, Commander of the 4th Armoured Division "La Sonnae"
Général de Division Timothée Hector, Commander of the 12th Infantry Division "Perai"
Général de Division Georges Christopher Charrier, Commander of the 1st Infantry Division "Les Rochers"
Général de Division Benjamin Botrel, Commander of the 3rd Infantry Division
Général de Division Joël Duchamp, Commander of the 3rd Mountaineers Division "L'Ascension"
Général de Division Arthur Jean-Yves Renou, Commander of the 6th Mountaineers Division "Les Glauneris"

If it wasn't time for war, the generals would've been disappointed. The preparations made didn't allow for any scenario except all out warfare. No more border clashes or lone skirmishes. The next bullet that sets-off, lights the fuse of Plan Bleu and starts the boulder rolling down the hill, once it gains speed, it cannot be stopped.
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Postby Lindenholt » Sun Sep 08, 2019 2:13 pm

Cabinet meeting, Artwingen, 23rd of June 1940


"...in exchange for the safety and return of Monsieur Kleijgaarden, we demand the release of all Ripuarian nationals, the release of the Felsinean politicians and the demilitarization of Felsinia from Lindian armed forces. Failure to comply by the 24th of June 0000 hours will force drastic actions from our side. Signed collectivly, The Defense Cabinet of the State of Ripuaria..."

The minister of foreign affairs, Edwin Kerschen read the Ripuarian telegram out loud in front of the cabinet. "My ministry got the telegram last night. I informed the prime minister and he called you to meet in the morning, which is now."

The concerned look on the ministers' faces while Kerschen was reading the piece of paper could fool someone in to thinking none of them had expected an ultimatum from the Ripuarians. The cabinet knew deep down they were playing with fire. That they were dealing with a capable foe, their arrogance would not permit them to act on that knowledge however. Despite their arrogance, the threat of having to face the consequences for their mistreatment of the Ripuarians and Felsinians had become a reality. Minister of justice Albert de Laak stuttered: "I... I guess I should start working on releasing the prisoners then?".

With an authoritative voice the prime minister responded: "You will do no such thing. We cannot give in to the Ripuarians. I know only two types of people who would demand a ransom for a government official. Pirates and criminals. Criminals. That's the perfect word to describe the mentality of the Ripuarian state. I am not dealing with criminals by giving them what they want. Lindenholt will not be humiliated by them!" he said, raising his voice. He stood up and started to pace up and down the room. "Kleijgaarden is not so much the priority here for me. The real issue is that we can no longer reach Felsinia over land without our officials being kidnapped. If we have no access to a part of our realm to administer it, then I don't see how we can have any legitimate claim over those territories." When he finished his sentence he stood in front of a world map, looking at Ventismar he said: "For Felsinia we can still reach it by sea and with a detour also by air. What concerns me most are our exclaves. We must open a corridor to them."

"But sir, that would be an act of war! We can't just take Ripuarian land and expect them to return Kleijgaarden and quit disputing our rightful rule over Felsinia." minister De Laak said.

"Nothing you named is an intended outcome for my plan." the prime minister answered. "At least for in the very short term." he continued "Volders, listen carefully. I need you to put Operation Herder in to action. Today."

Minister of war, Jan Volders responded: "I am confident we can have our troops crossing the border in the late afternoon, that is, if they're slow. Our troops in Heintsbergen have been mobilised for a while now and Operation Herder has been trained multiple times. We need only last minute preparations, we can then commence operations." Seeing his answer pleased the prime minister, the minister for war went on to say: "Our intelligence shows they have an armoured battalion in the area. Most combat will happen in the hills, and let's be honest, what good is a tank in the hills?"

"Good. I trust you will take care of the military aspect." the prime minister replied. He looked at the minister for foreign affairs and said: "Now for the diplomacy, Edwin, you will be drafting a reply. Obviously you will reject all demands made by the Ripuarians. Don't mention anything about our military moves though. They can only find out once it is too late."

"But don't you think the Ripuarians will react? What keeps them from escalating this in to a war, rather than a skirmish? They can just march in to Stelten at this point! And what about Kleijgaarden? What if they kill him? The press will get a wind of all of this!" De Laak said.

"Let them" a brief moment of silence passed "And on that note, I am closing the meeting."

Roughly an hour after the meeting was closed the minister of foreign affairs had drafted a response to the Ripuarian telegram.

State of Ripuaria,

We reject the notion that Felsinia is not a legitimate part of the Lindian Realm.
We refuse to release any Ripuarian nationals guilty of or suspected of terrorist activity or any other crimes.
We refuse to release any Lindian subjects guilty of or suspected of terrorist activity or any other crimes.
We refuse to demilitarise any part of the Lindian Realm.

Signed,

Cabinet of the Kingdom of Lindenholt


Around the same time the minister of war entered an emergency meeting with the Lindian general's staff. Operation Herder (translated: Shepherd) was an invasion of the Ripuarian Sonnae river valley. It consisted out of three phases. Korthaar ('short hair'), Langhaar ('long hair') and Ruwhaar.

Korthaar and Langhaar would occur simultaneously. Lindian forces would capture a corridor of Ripuarian land in order to connect mainland Lindenholt to its two exclaves. Ruwhaar would see Lindian troops then pour in to the valley from all sides, attacking Ripuarian troops from the front, their flanks and - after successfully moving north and south towards the Sonnae river - from their rear as well. The intent was to not only secure Lindenholt's exclaves, the plan also aimed at completely trapping a Ripuarian armoured division, as well as cutting off and eventually capturing the Ripuarian cities of Denefels and Orfange.

While the 1940's military strategy was predicted to feature the wide use of tanks, Lindenholt's easily floodable landscape led to Lindenholt only having a token force of armour. Instead, the assault would be carried out by infantry and motorised infantry units, supported by close air support.

With Lindenholt refusing the bow down to Ripuarian demands it was clear diplomacy had failed and that war was now imminent.
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