The Esoyan Civil War [IC] [All-Tech]

[World of Krieg]

OOC:Remember, do the signup first!

IC:Civil war has begun to rage across all of Esoya, with Krieg being seen taking civilians and high-ranking officials to some sort of pod, never to be seen again. The Kriegers, who have committed unspeakable war crimes and are currently committing genocide against the natives, trying to justify it saying the natives are heretics who have dared to attack convoys and cities of civilians. The worst of the fighting currently is being seen in Bleora, where civilians are being murdered and so are the natives. Krieg has requested aid from anyone willing to help, not wanting these heretics to gain a foothold in the territory.

Will you help the natives retake their land? Will you help the Krieg survive the onslaught of the "Heretics" ? Or will you become a humanitarian or try to exert influence over the Krieg? But just remember, in each leaf of Esoya awaits your demise. Nothing is truly safe from the wrath of the J'avo.

[Wallowis]

Wallowis will be dispatching humanitarian relief in the form of food and health supplies worth in total 2 trillion NSD to various locations. Wallowis has condemned the Krieger genocide and will place an immediate embargo on them.
Despite this embargo, Wallowis is still neutral and their supplies are entirely non-military.

[Riomler]

"We started a firefight with what looked like 3 squads of krieg soldeirs ."RP

[Never Gonna Give You Up Rickroller]

The Emperor of Rickrolltopia has dispatched 5 transport pods containing a total of 2 500 soldiers, equipped with state of the art Plasma Guns, to aid the Krieg in their fight against the heretics that are committing attrocities to the civilians of Krieg. The soldiers will be landing on the south coast of Bleora and are lead by General Micheal Drogton, aged 44.

The Emperor has announced their "undying" support of the Krieg, saying that he wishes for friendly relations.

[World of Krieg]

OOC:Hey Riom, remember the paragraph rule!

IC:A Squad went into a cave to take cover from native artillery, but little did they know, it was only more dangerous inside. When one turned on a flashlight, the squad saw thousands of eyes staring back at them from inside the cave. Fires were erupting throughout Esoya, it looked like hell on Earth from what was occurring. The genocide was going both ways, with a city of Imperial citizens, Tekhandia, being under attack by Native artillery and flamethrower units. Anyone in the land itself could see Lightning air superiority fighters in dogfights with old F-4 Phantoms. Smoke was consuming some cities, a grim visage being seen by the inhabitants: Men marching with helmets and masks that made it look like the dead themselves were walking again.

The Harbinger greatly thanked the Emperor, stating he would do everything he could to assist.

[Corta]

Cortic Foreign Office

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To: Any interested parties
From: The State of Corta
Subject: Announcement of the situation in Esoya

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Note: Due to strategic reasons, some information shall be censored.

After a majority of both legislatures have voted in favor of it, and the Caudillo has given his permission, Corta shall send it's expeditionary force for the aid of our right-wing Krieg brothers and the pacification of any Esoyan threats. The expeditionary force goal's are to:

• Guarantee safe passage for Krieg and allied assets through the southern sea of Esoya,
• Conquer neighboring countries of Bleora in order to provide a safe haven for supporting forces,
• Test recently-obtained military equipment, legally or illegally, and
• Exploit the natives by enslaving and/or selling them

The expeditionary force shall arrive in Esoya soon, using totally-not-unrealistic portals. It is predicted that they will end up 500 kilometers away from a river starting in Shiyque, which leads to the capital of the nation. From there, the force shall go further down the river, until they reach a lake, the river's origins. While doing that, a small force shall also take Whiysil's distant peninsula and South Yacheyye.

Thank you for reading or listening to this message.

The army men were boarding their ships, the sailors were managing their ships, and the pilots started landing their planes on their aircraft carrier. It was a chaotic day in the harbours of Altas and Castillas. However, nothing is forever...

Eventually, the expeditionary force was ready. The ships, one by one, entered the portals. On the other side, however, was not 500 kilometers away from the big river. Rather, they were 750 kilometers away from Esoya's westernmost island. They knew that their strategy was going to change one way or another, but the general plan was to remain constant. And so they continued sailing down the sea...

[Hahoalki]

The entrance of the assault force was, for all intents and purposes, invisible. Despite the fact that there were over a thousand, the only sign that marked their passage was a tiny distortion in the light behind them.

Each warp mote was only 27 micrometers in width... from the outside. They could be as much as a quarter kilometer in width on the inside. Some carried over eighty billion tonnes of materiel.

There was a trick to convincing space to gently release the contents of such a warp mote. No mere sophont was capable of mastering it. Fortunately (or perhaps unfortunately, given subsequent events), Hahoalki was not a mere sophont.

Without any fanfare, they descended in unison on the western island south of Juswoidal, searching out the most insignificant and remote part of it. As they approached the ground, a single one performed the relevant trick, releasing a small soliton forge and a few hundred tonnes of assembler-disassembler capable utility fog, which (powered by the forge) began to tunnel into the ground. Briefly, there was a gap for the remaining warp motes to fly through, which the utility fog promptly thereafter closed up using the very materials it had displaced, pulling the surface over the hole like a cartoon character.

The entire process took a mere 20 seconds. But before long, the consequences would be extreme.

(OOC: let me know if I got "caught in the act" - I'm going the stealth route).

[Neo-Western East Korea]

Deliberation

3,870 Soldiers.

50 Tanks actually able to be utilized.

20 Aerial Vessels similarly utilizable.

As Xu internally documented how many forces were truly available to him mentally, he pondered what to do from his desk.
His forces were, as was obvious if one looked at other contributions to the armies similarly gathered in support of Krieg, far less numerous, with their lack of experience and loyalty similarly complicating the situation.

This left him with a choice.
He could, of course, garrison the entirety of his military in Taga for the entirety of the conflict, depending upon an assumed focus on Belora to maintain Neo-Korea’s hold on the continent.
This, of course, meant that he would be permanently on the defensive, and likely caught off-guard if anyone moved to destroy him, never a good situation.
It also likely meant a breakdown in relations with Krieg, which would make the ultimate goal of maintaining a grasp far less likely to succeed.

This, he decided, was not a true option, and as such there was one choice.

Taking his army, he would move into Tsu (relying on relations with Uralia to allow for his movement to be unceased), marching into Uchiya, and from there, into Belora proper.
This, of course, came with the obvious downsides of active participation, but allowed for the most stability in regards to the survival of the Taga base despite any casualties that may occur.
In addition, it also allowed for the potential seizing of natives to bolster the still-small population of the Gulag, crucial to future operations.

His mind made after a single moment, he stood up and moved to leave his office.
It was time to gather some forces.

[Alpistan]

Nasir contemplated the recent peace in his universe with Italia and his allies.
It was time to focus on Esoya, and to help the natives retake their land. As he remembered the savagery of the massacre of the village, it was clear he would not forgive - It was time for war. He set off with a large chunk of his army into Esoya.
He signalled to his most trusted advisor Nooruddin to be the regent and he changed into armour and his sword. A contingent of elite Sipahis rode with him, Akinjis riding in front loosely. The Mongol Khesheeg cavalry also protected the Caliph as he rode in front bearing the Black Standard of the Prophet.
He drew a line with his sword in the line.' This line is pain, sorrow, and fury. But you are promised either victory or martyrdom! We are outnumbered but we cannot turn back now. Allahu Akbar!'
The troops rushed forth across the line. They would fight to the death.

[Komonua]

Nation: People's Reoublic of Komonua
Side: Natives
Tech Level: MT
Will you follow these rules? yes
What is your reason for joining the conflict? we do not tolerate war crimes, it must stop
ORBAT:
Overall leader:georgy gustakov

52.000 Active Personel
22.000 Reserve Personel
987 Tanks


20 F-14 tomcat
15 SU-34 fullback
14 F-18 hornet
23 KA-52 alligator
11 C-130 hercules


5 destroyers
9 heavy cruiser
10 submarine
13 frigate

[Never Gonna Give You Up Rickroller]

The Arrival

The transport pods landed on the south coast of Bleora, near a river. At first there wasn’t much resistance, but as they moved along the river they were ambushed by a large group of natives. Luckily, due to the very strong armour they wear (imagine halo style, with the helmet and everything), most of the soldiers managed to survive. They threw grenades and sorts of Molotov cocktails at the soldiers, lighting some on fire but due to the black and blue suits (black and green for the general) casualties were low.

The soldiers pushed the natives back, and they are estimated to have lost about 800 of them, compared to our 364 losses. The natives were in full retreat, and the divisions were split between General Drogton taking half the soldiers along the river and the rest by Lieutenant Alastair, who was sent to follow and attack the natives.

[Bakivaland]

Bakivish naval forces arrive at the southern coast of Bleora, wielding pulse assault rifles and using standard ballistic vests and helmets. There are at least 50 men arriving, hoping to occupy a small area and expand slowly. As of yet, they see no enemies, but they are preparing a base up the coast. Soon enough, support will arrive with food and supplies. Several are picked to stand guard around the beach, while the others begin setting up camp.

[World of Krieg]

Nation: People's Reoublic of Komonua
Side: Natives
Tech Level: MT
Will you follow these rules? yes
What is your reason for joining the conflict? we do not tolerate war crimes, it must stop
ORBAT:
Overall leader:georgy gustakov

52.000 Active Personel
22.000 Reserve Personel
987 Tanks


20 F-14 tomcat
15 SU-34 fullback
14 F-18 hornet
23 KA-52 alligator
11 C-130 hercules


5 destroyers
9 heavy cruiser
10 submarine
13 frigate

OOC:Hey bud, wrong one.

[Corta]

Cortic Foreign Office

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To: Any interested parties
From: The State of Corta
Subject: Announcement of the situation in Esoya

---

Note: Due to strategic reasons, some information shall be censored.

After a majority of both legislatures have voted in favor of it, and the Caudillo has given his permission, Corta shall send it's expeditionary force for the aid of our right-wing Krieg brothers and the pacification of any Esoyan threats. The expeditionary force goal's are to:

• Guarantee safe passage for Krieg and allied assets through the southern sea of Esoya,
• Conquer neighboring countries of Bleora in order to provide a safe haven for supporting forces,
• Test recently-obtained military equipment, legally or illegally, and
• Exploit the natives by enslaving and/or selling them

The expeditionary force shall arrive in Esoya soon, using totally-not-unrealistic portals. It is predicted that they will end up 500 kilometers away from a river starting in Shiyque, which leads to the capital of the nation. From there, the force shall go further down the river, until they reach a lake, the river's origins. While doing that, a small force shall also take Whiysil's distant peninsula and South Yacheyye.

Thank you for reading or listening to this message.

The army men were boarding their ships, the sailors were managing their ships, and the pilots started landing their planes on their aircraft carrier. It was a chaotic day in the harbours of Altas and Castillas. However, nothing is forever...

Eventually, the expeditionary force was ready. The ships, one by one, entered the portals. On the other side, however, was not 500 kilometers away from the big river. Rather, they were 750 kilometers away from Esoya's westernmost island. They knew that their strategy was going to change one way or another, but the general plan was to remain constant. And so they continued sailing down the sea...

Eventually, the ships reached a large and strategic island. Infantry forces got out of their ships to explore the island; after, the ships started circling the island so the expeditionary force could get an idea of the land's terrain and settlements.

The fleet finally reported back: according to them, the island was uninhabited, flat, and full of trees. A great place to start.

Some men were ordered to scout out the island, while others were to hunt for food. Meanwhile, a squad was sent to the island's highest point, which wasn't even higher than the treeline, and was ordered to place a giant Cortic flag.

After some time, the head of the expeditionary force ordered all forces to retreat from the island. One by one, the men started entering their ships again, taking with them some lumber and food. Eventually, the ships departed...

However, while sailing the seas, a problem was realized: the ships didn't have enough fuel to conquer south Yacheyye and go to Whiysil's peninsula. Disappointed, the leader of the force instead decided to go straight for Shiyque and start a land invasion...

[Nuxipal]

Low Earth Orbit, Esoya

The crackle of the rift over the islands of Ronganadi. The crackle of energy from the arrival of the Reaper-11 Flotilla and the carrier containing the ground force sparked across the southern skies. Immediately sensors flared up as multiple vessels were converging in the region. To prevent too many problems from taking place around the force, the FTLi/DSD fields were extended to 400 miles around the flotilla. They knew full well this would just be an inconvenience for many trying to come directly for them, but they didn't wish to impede any allies from reaching too many other areas of Esoya.

Here however, the territories off the southwestern coast of the continent would see a Battalion of the expeditionary force land and take command over the islands and start establishing a foothold beyond the reach of most of the various factions that were here to either exploit the conflict to their own ends. While the Princess had deployed the flotilla overtly to assist the friendly Krieg forces here, it was also to establish a fortified position so close to the antarctic circle.

Combat Air Patrols were established with the Locust fighters of the Battleships while the Destroyers descended with the landing craft towards their first objectives. They were landing on the Peninsula near Shiyque with the whole seven battalions. Overhead, the supporting destroyers were moving into position to start bombarding any position that requested fire support as intelligence suggested the area was crawling with strange creatures.

Aboard the Flagship, the IKN Orphan Soul the Fleet Commander sat in her chair watching the deployment commence. Lady Elamain Sula, veteran of many conflicts was now commanding this flotilla as a personal favor to the young Princess here in CNS-1. Her second, Viridiana Roygaris accompanied her in this endeavor.

[Never Gonna Give You Up Rickroller]

The Sneak Attack

Lieutenant Alastair is leading is troops through the land, when they stumble upon a town, full of natives. They have stolen Krieg weapons, and from what their translator says, they are planning a huge strike. Alastair preps his troops, ready for a huge attack.

Then, they charge, firing at the natives using their Grenade Blasters, and destroy the town and it's people. In the sudden scramble, the natives are in a mess and miss most of their shots, even hitting their own kin. Most natives are killed, and few escape.

Alastair reports back to the general via comms, and is told to continue searching the area. The general also informs him they've made it to their destination on the river and have set up camp (where that dotted line crosses the river in South Bleora).

[Alpistan]

Seeing a native town nearby the troops enter it and talk to the natives, converting them to Islam and giving them weapons and training them. Nasir meets the tribal leader and hands him a Quran and a thawb.
Akinjis still scout the surrounding area.
One of them, Alim Azeez, messages, 'enemy stronghold found, send military force.'
The Caliph pulls out a phone, 'Granted.'

[World of Krieg]

Krieg were massacring villages in response to an attack on a major city, the city of Dowras in Bleora. A company of Cadian Shock Troops marched toward a forest, slowly realizing it was no forest at all....The town that had falsely converted were no longer there. Upon closer inspection of the 'forest', the Cadians had discovered they were sharpened stakes, with the 90th Krieg Grenadier division having put disembowled corpses of natives onto the stakes without eyes. The Cadians broadcasted footage of what they saw.

The Natives were fighting for every inch, committing massacres against cities while taking heavy losses from the invasion force. The natives were attacking the biggest city of Esoya, Ewor, in Northwest Uchya. The city had a population of 34.5 million citizens, and was being rapidly evacuated by Krieg guardsmen. Civilians were being hunted down by the natives, with the small garrison requesting assistance.

[Alpistan]

Krieg were massacring villages in response to an attack on a major city, the city of Dowras in Bleora. A company of Cadian Shock Troops marched toward a forest, slowly realizing it was no forest at all....The town that had falsely converted were no longer there. Upon closer inspection of the 'forest', the Cadians had discovered they were sharpened stakes, with the 90th Krieg Grenadier division having put disembowled corpses of natives onto the stakes without eyes. The Cadians broadcasted footage of what they saw.

The Natives were fighting for every inch, committing massacres against cities while taking heavy losses from the invasion force. The natives were attacking the biggest city of Esoya, Ewor, in Northwest Uchya. The city had a population of 34.5 million citizens, and was being rapidly evacuated by Krieg guardsmen. Civilians were being hunted down by the natives, with the small garrison requesting assistance.

OOC:Ey hwæt

[Nitrana]

Bloara, Esoya
The Nitranan Forces arrived two weeks before in Xespau. They didn’t even know how they got here - confused, disorganized and lacking communications with anyone but the natives that controlled the airport(OOC: or whatever else used for multiversal transportation ) they landed on. Getting the news of the heavy fighting in Bloara, the high command of this expedition, consisting of Field Marshal Zlensky and Brigadier General Huš decided that, to help the natives, they’d just go there. And so, they packed their supplies, organized a convoy, hired a few rebels to help them navigate(through use of improvised sign language) and marched away. And so they marched. And marched. And marched. And the supplies lowered. And lowered. And lowered. Now, they’ve been marching in a thick forest for a few days. They’ve lost 50 men when they tried to cut down a tree for a campfire and 5 men when they ate some berries. And so, they decided to make camp. Men put up the tents, medics did the best what they could with the so limited medical equipment to save a few soldiers that got attacked by some beasts, the food was distributed(thanks to the few natives, they actually knew what to eat. Sort of.) and the leadership discussed what to do next.
“So we’re here. We have to get here. The question is, how the hell are we going to do that?”
Said Huš, pointing at a map.
“Well… let’s say we change the plan. We get to the coast. There, we establish a base of operations and hopefully contact the rebels.”
Said Zlensky.
“Yep, that sounds good. Let’s hope we don’t get killed by gas or the Krieg’s soldiers before we get there.”
Said Huš, making a fake chuckle to lighten up the mood.
“So we continue the next day. I think that the approximate length of our trip will be… 3 days. In case the fuel doesn’t run out.”
“Very well. Dismissed.”

The next day, they continued. Making steady progress, they set up camp again. Suddenly, the guards who were positioned along the western side heard something. Lieutenant Korol, who was leading them ordered them to get ready. A group of Krieg soldiers, presumably lost.
“OPEN FIRE!”
Korol screamed. And so they did. The “ratatatatata” of the BREN 2 assault rifles echoed through the night. Surprised, the force of around 25 Krieg Soldiers was defeated by the 50 men guarding the west. The soldiers scrapped everything they had and reported to the leadership. The rarest of the night went normally.
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Nitranan units are almost at their destination. Here’s a map:

Red - landing point
Yellow - progress made in 2 days(and the current position of the Nitranan Forces)
Black - estimated progress for the next 2 days
Green - The chosen destination
(The map is SIC, don’t use it as official information)

[Alpistan]

A few members of the 90th were found and captured, taken to a tribunal at the village for crimes against humanity and waging war God.
The qadi asked, ' Do you worship the God of Abraham?'
The Native jury muttered curses under their breath.
At the same time, Nasir enterd, his sword drawn.
'Answer!'

[Alpistan]

A few members of the 90th were found and captured, taken to a tribunal at the village for crimes against humanity and waging war God.
The qadi asked, ' Do you worship the God of Abraham?'
The Native jury muttered curses under their breath.
At the same time, Nasir enterd, his sword drawn.
'Answer!'

A native stood up. 'No need to proceed with one of them, I know for a fact one of them took part in destroying my parent's village.
That one to the left!'
'Very well. After the proceedings have him beaten until he confesses, and begs for execution!' Nasir said.

[World of Krieg]

Warning 1 issued to Alpistan for Godmodding. God knows he should know not to try this shit by now...

[Hahoalki]

The entrance of the assault force was, for all intents and purposes, invisible. Despite the fact that there were over a thousand, the only sign that marked their passage was a tiny distortion in the light behind them.

Each warp mote was only 27 micrometers in width... from the outside. They could be as much as a quarter kilometer in width on the inside. Some carried over eighty billion tonnes of materiel.

There was a trick to convincing space to gently release the contents of such a warp mote. No mere sophont was capable of mastering it. Fortunately (or perhaps unfortunately, given subsequent events), Hahoalki was not a mere sophont.

Without any fanfare, they descended in unison on the western island south of Juswoidal, searching out the most insignificant and remote part of it. As they approached the ground, a single one performed the relevant trick, releasing a small soliton forge and a few hundred tonnes of assembler-disassembler capable utility fog, which (powered by the forge) began to tunnel into the ground. Briefly, there was a gap for the remaining warp motes to fly through, which the utility fog promptly thereafter closed up using the very materials it had displaced, pulling the surface over the hole like a cartoon character.

The entire process took a mere 20 seconds. But before long, the consequences would be extreme.

(OOC: let me know if I got "caught in the act" - I'm going the stealth route).

The next step began once the odds and ends reached about 1900 meters below the surface of Onuia Island, it began to spread out. The matter devoured by the utility fog was fed into the soliton forge, allowing it to produce large numbers of Q-Batteries, which would be useful later on. The cave thus escavated began to grow. A few more warp motes unleashed their payloads of utility fog and soliton forges, which began the process of turning about a sixty cubic kilometers of rock into a sprawling underground fortress.

The "shell" of the fortress was femtomatter-reinforced degenerate matter with Langston Effector Grids on the inner and outer surfaces, held up by a network of mass-streams. Sixty soliton forges were inset in the shell, at the vertices of a truncated icosahedron. And the interior was a labyrinth of metric looms, plasma chambers, computronium blocks, and empty spaces - some as large as 250 meters across.

The entire process didn't release many vibrations - at least, not enough to be seismically measurable - though a decent amount of waste heat was released, causing a 5 degree celsius spike in temperature throughout the regions of Onuia directly above and adjacent to the site of the fortress. This would be the first "major" sign of activity observable from below.

[Royal Frankia]

Across the Ages

DKS Onslaught of the Pious and her sisters arrived upon the edge of the Mri interdiction field. The Great Folk had heard word of war, the harbinger of the One that shall breaketh the bow and snappeth the spear. Here, near Estoya the Renowned, had gathered a host dispatched from Sejanus to bring peace to the Righteous and bring about the ruin of the wicked.

Interdiction fields would be raised automatically, as the host halted. The thousand upon thousand banners of Wylus streamed in the void everlasting. Here, were the Children of the Atkana, that forever bear the Eversteel against the enemies of the Light.

Vra Ersa, bedecked in fine rainment from Arkhana, would appear before the Mri as a hologram. Despite the accuracy of visual media, in the flesh her skin of ivory and green of the great forest had captured the imagination of even the Pious. Such was accentuated by her armor, whose golden alloy reflected the torches all around her.

Her words flowed forth, sweet as honey from the wild.


Hail, brethren of the Cosmos, whom even in this Age still maintain vigor. Know that the hour is at hand, when this world shall resound with the ring of Eversteel. In the name of the One and Her Light that shall shine forever, we have come.



Wherever the foe might be

Skirting the Mri interdiction field, came the transports with their Killercraft escorts. Landing zones had been selected, upon which the Rammenflieg would be raised to herald the coming of the Wylid. The DLZs would be heavily fortified by the Engineers, who labored ceaselessly to lay forth a ring of death.

As word reached the Natives of the Great Folk's arrival, the earth would tremble with the sound of the Great Guns. A ferocious bombardment would commence, to drive the Kriegers from the open plain and to smash asunder their great cities. The horizon to the south would be a hellish red, as though the Abyss had come to swallow Esoya and all who inhabited it.

The distant glow of shielding array could be seen in the distance, as well as figures like ants moving up in the wake of the desolation. They would aim to seize positions which had been softened up, or blown to the other side of the continent. These were the Greenclad, from the Beloved Daughters of Atkane.

They would aim to link up with the Natives, and aid them against Krieger forces. They would move up with heavy quadfire, their technicals clawing at Krieger detachments like wildcats. No respite, no rest, as the regiments of those that bore the Rammenflieg took the field in earnest.

Ooc:lmk if this is too much and I will edit it.