King Sarkos IV steps out onto the balcony out in front of Tunchix palace, and gazes at the cheering crowd below. Television cameras point at him. Reinkalis at home watch through the TV screens. At Tosdoda harbour, the King's namesake ship, the flagship of the navy, HMS Sarkos stands proudly, with Maso Tunchix, the admiral of the fleet and heir apparent saluting from the stern. All three Royal Commanders stand before the crowd. South Reinkali flags wave, and a massive steel construction of the Tunchix coat-of-arms is held up by five men in the crowd. There is an unmistakably jubilant atmosphere, and Sarkos takes a moment to bask in it before tapping the microphone. The sound quickly causes the once roaring crowd to fall into silence. From the door, the Queen silently walks up beside the King.
'Reinkalis! Countrymen! Comrades! I stand before you today to deliver a message unto you, and to the world. For a long time, we have been preparing. Where there once stood hastily-organised militias, there is now a proud army, with proud Reinkalistani men serving in it. I would like to take this moment to congratulate each and every man in the army for making their country proud. I am humbled to have such individuals serve under me. We are not a state with an army, nor are we an army with a state. We are a people with an army! A people with a state!' Sporadic cheers erupt from the crowd. The King smiles. 'Yes. Truly, all of us owe these men a great debt, myself included. But as great as they are, congratulating them is not the sole purpose of my national address. For you see, it is time that South Reinkalistan made a move onto the national stage. It is time we began to look beyond our borders, as the great Deplukiriv Reinkal once did. We do not have a particularly large population. Our technology is not state-of-the-art. But what is a populace without spirit? Technology without willpower? Because I see both spirit and will in everyone gathered here today. Every Reinkali man and woman is imbued with the blood of warriors!' More cheers from the crowd. The King is speaking with more fervour now, gesturing wildly with his hands. 'And so, I tell you today, for I would not lie to my own subjects, that I will make sure that, ten years from now, South Reinkalistan will be twice the size it is today! The very presence of foreign nations on our borders, occupying land that is ours by birthright, is appalling. It disgusts me.' Murmurs of agreement ripple throughout the assembled Reinkalistanis. 'So I announce that from now on, that we shall no longer tolerate the presence of these nations! Through righteous Reinkali sword, fire and blood, we shall prevail. Tosdoda and Reinkal live within our hearts! These great men gave us hope! These great men gave us glory! But from now on, I will not be the sole one to deliver glory to South Reinkalistan. We Reinkalistanis will seize destiny as a collective! We are one! We are immortal! We are South Reinkalistan!' The King's fervour has now reached the crowd. They are in positive uproar, and the flags are waving and relativistic speeds. 'So I implore you all to take up arms! The road ahead shall not be easy! It will be excruciatingly difficult! But unlike our enemies, when faced with adversity, Reinkalistanis rise to the challenge! If there is an afterlife, then I have no doubt that the Great Men of old are smiling! For they know, as do I, and as do all of us, that South Reinkalistan shall not be suppressed! We shall be victorious, and we shall write history! Glory to the bold!'
The crowd has reached fever pitch. They begin to echo the nation's motto in a deafening chart. The King has a wide grin on his face. He puts his arm around his wife, and begins to walk back inside the palace. The HMS Sarkos begins to set sail, and the commanders retreat back to their stations. South Reinkalistan has openly declared their intention to subjugate the surrounding nations, and it remains to be seen what the international community will make of this. However, one thing is clear. The Reinkalistani people expect nothing less than absolute victory, something their King seems ready to deliver by any means necessary. As the sun sets over the Ontosu river, one thing is certain - South Reinkalistan shall never be the same again.
OOC: Restarted, MT Only
