Amarr Rebellion (open)

[The New Amarrian Fleets]

The Amarr Imperial Palace
June 14 2045

Empress Jamyl reviewed the current events with her lover, and head of the military, Joetun Natiff. He shared the same worried look she did. The north had been chaffing for a long time under the high taxation that was needed to rebuild the cities destroyed 8 years ago, but now the tension was reaching a head. The nobles of the north had begun stirring the lower classes up against the council. They had been claiming that the Empress was held captive by the council, and that they were working to free her from their influence. Of course it was all lies, Jamyl had the council completely under her finger, just as she always had. The northern nobles used the fact that Jamyl had been taking progressive steps and loosening religious restrictions in the nations as well as making more ties to regional nations to show that she was obviously just a pawn of the council now. The middle class and the people of the South had been clashing with these nobles for almost a year now. It seemed they had finally taken the last step and started an open rebellion.
"Jamyl, we must fight them now. They took over Marder air base. If we don't retaliate with all we can they could start striking anywhere. They could even strike the palace."
After a pause Jamyl spoke. "I know. Do what you must, these matters are more suited to you than I. I'll see if we can rouse any allies to our cause."
With relief Joetun replied as he left the Empress's quarters to mobilize his personal guard. "Of course my Lady, if you need I will be at you call."


Cardinal Lieutenant Arvi Cordun
Foot hills of Mt. Orson; July 8 2045 08:00hrs

Every thing had been going wrong so far in this campaign. Early rains had bogged down the armor, and the Rebels had used their air support from Marder to destroy more than half the company. Not only that but as the infantry had lost the Armor to give then the momentum, terrorists and guerillas had been coming out of the woodwork to attack them. So far they has lost 40 men to crazy rednecks shouting about fighting for the true Amarr. Finally they were here. A small group of the rebels came around the bend into the valley. In the center of the group was their target. A limo carrying the heart of the rebels logistics, Lord Lias Valtio. This time they would strike the rebels when it hurt.
On the other side of the valley 3 rockets fired in the convoy. Arvi opened up into the limo, which had taken a hit to the drivers door, with his big 8.8mm SAW. A relic from the Chrome Legion. Soon the Limo was shredded and the men on the hills moved down in the valley and mopped up what was left from the convoy. Finally some thing went right. As he approached the wreckage of the limo he popped open the back door. There was the corpse of the Lord, but next to him was metal vessel. It didn't take long for Arvi to recognized it, or for his HUD to confirm. It was a W28 Nuclear warhead, 20 kt yield.

[Brutor Tribe]

The news of the Amarrian civil war had spread far and wide, and Brutor Tribe was torn on what role it should play in the conflict. Many in the Brutor government advocated a military intervention, but which side was the question. A little over half of the government supported the Loyalists, but it was still not a great enough majority to move the army. The final say would ultimately lie with the Tribal High Chief Wkumi Pol. Unfortunately for Brutor Tribe, Wkumi was even more torn. 8 years ago Wkumi initiated a ploy that killed 90% of the Amarrian population, and almost started a global nuclear war. Of course, this was top secret. Everyone that took part in the ploy was executed the moment they returned to Brutor Tribe with the exception of the retired admiral Benedict Arnold. Regardless of what happened, it changed Wkumi. He was constantly haunted by the ghosts of the past, and became a much more compassionate ruler. Wkumi finally decided that the situation warranted more observation before a decision could be reached.

[Chrome Legion]

David Olmic
CLF Moros; July 16 2045

David scanned the reports coming from Amarr, the news was worrying. He and the other newly elected Triumphs had been discussing the matter for the past few weeks. The newest reports were the worst to see. It seem the northern rebels had gotten ahold of at least one nuclear war head. He looked past the other triumphs to a large painting hanging high on the wall. It was a picture of Sarum the capital city of Amarr, after the 15 megaton warhead from the Mjolnir system struck the city. On the border was inscribed "Numquam terram hanc ponamus ignem iterum sentiunt", never shall we let this land feel the fire again. It had been 10 years since They had used nuclear weapons in Amarr. It was considered their greatest shame, and for good reason. It was hard to say what the legion should do at this point, weather to aide the Empress or to sit at the sidelines and watch, or to do what they never thought they would do again. Land troops and fight, kill Amarrians. The Chrome Legion already had the blood of more than eight-teen million Amarrians on its hands. Any more and they just might drown in it. He conferred with the other triumphs, and after another hour of discussion they decided to act. He called up a link in with his Implants, 4096 bit encryption, a direct line to the Empress.

[Rentalla]

The Empire of Rentalla had kept a close eye on the Amarr region. The nation had been a good trade partner in the past. Normally Rentalla and Amarr had never really dealt with each other very much, except for robust trade. When the news of the rebellion hit Rentalla's capitol few paid attention. the emperor had his own problems to deal with. When the ambassador approached the emperor he was given an evasive answer. At first it was believed that the empire would ignore Amarr, but that same day the emperor stood before both the Imperial Senate, and the people's assembly asking for support to send to the region. Soon the entire third third fleet, and a fleet of ships full of troops were on the way to Amarr.

[Lutvikkia]

After the Commosore of the 5th fleet landed on the carrier, he was met with the Captains of his tasc group. "Commodore we have received orders to procede to Amarr. They are requesting assistance."
The Yeoman walks up and salutes. "Sir we have just received new intel. Nukes have been deployed. We need to rendezvous with a nuke team being assembled out of Port Frassis."
"Let's set course for Amarr. And inform the heavy cruiser Brithing to steam over to pick up the nuke team."

[The New Amarrian Fleets]

(ooc: sorry for going so long with out a post)
Empress Jamyl was surprised by the direct call from the Triumph, and just as surprised at who the Triumph was. He had been an Amarrian before the split, he stayed with the legion. He was a good Amarrian, but she did not know what came of him after the split. Well, until now.
She had asked him to stay out of the conflict for now, as Chrome Legion involvement would just weaken her image further. But she could accept help from these others. She prepared a statement for the other nations offering assistance.
"I thank you all for your help in this matter, I would like to meet you all here at the Palace in Hope city, from there we can plan and co-ordinate appropriate action."

[Lutvikkia]

On The bridge of the LNN Brithing, bells chimed the late hour. The Command duty office was due to be relieved, and it was getting cold.
" Sir, Ensign Pavruse to relieve you, sir."
The bridge officer looked him over, noteing the messy uniform and food stains.
" Ensign, do you realize it is eight minutes after shift? And your uniform is a disgrace."
The Ensigns hand rose to his untucked tunic.
" Yes sir it won't happen again,"
The duty officer smiled.
" Just remember I gave you a chance, the Captain may not. Carry on."
At that moment the Captain arrived on the bridge in a hurry.
" Helm, srt course one eight five mark two, flank speed."
He looked at the pair on deck and asked which was the duty officer.
" I am sir, Ensign Kexxial Pavruse."
" Ensign, enter into the log that we are on our way to Port Frassis to pick up an N.B.C. team and then steaming to Amarr."

5 days later the LNN Brithing meets up with the 5th fleet

[Lutvikkia]

As the 5th fleet approached Amarr, Commodore Grandall Thripps, hailed the military leaders.

" This is Commodore Grandall Thripps of the Lutvikkian Fifth fleet, we are here to assist you in your conflict. We are here on friendly terms, do not fire upon us. Repeat do not fire our intensions are friendly. We are requesting docking proceedures and avalable space, Please respond."
The Commodore awaited the response. And the Yeomanaproached with a communique.
" Sir, We have a message from ' Looking Glass-Pinxel ' on aproach."

[Lutvikkia]

PRESUMABLY WE HAVE RECEIVED PERMISSION TO DOCK AND DISEMBARK.

Utilizing ships borrowed from the 2 SIXTH FLOTILLA-Second fleet Tannarous including :
1 medical helo carrier LNN Pertesta
3 landing ships
LNN Gadaedes
LNN Dralldes
LNN Yareddes
2 troop ships
LNN Wallack
LNN Beesmak
1 ECM ship LNN Talettela
2 Monitors
LNN Veromax
LNN Deaumax

The two troop ships begin pouring forth the many companys of battle hardend troops. Each one carring his weapon and a ruck sack. Some light equipment also acompanys the troops such as troop trucks and jeeps.
Out of the three landing ships pour the heavier tank divisions. With the cargo trucks and cannons making their way next. And finaly the heavy bombardment and ECM equipment comes last.
The Medical helo carrier begins making virt-reps of medical facilities and supplies, things that will no doubtedly be heavily used in the comming battles.

[Lutvikkia]

One division breaks off from the main taskforce and heads to the capital, and the imperial palace. Meanwhile the main body force heads to the nearest fighting.

Advanced recon helicopters, accompaned by troop helos, and heavy gunships.

Naval aircraft fly above the helos awaiting the call to strike. On the carrier, naval short range bombers ready for takeoff. And high flying electronics watchers coordinate the battlefields.

[Lutvikkia]

One division breaks off from the main taskforce and heads to the capital, and the imperial palace. Meanwhile the main body force heads to the nearest fighting.

Advanced recon helicopters, accompaned by troop helos, and heavy gunships.

Naval aircraft fly above the helos awaiting the call to strike. On the carrier, naval short range bombers ready for takeoff. And high flying electronics watchers coordinate the battlefields.

[Lutvikkia]

General Avallias aproaced the command truck with a determend stride and knocked loudly. A mousy young Corporal opend the door, and snapped to attension.
" Hakkelson, have you raised the palace or Joetun Natiff ? Or what is the commanding officers name.....Cardinal Lieutenant Arvi Cordun in the field ?"
The young Corporal lowers his salute and begins.
" No sir, I am going through the lower bands and frequencys now. It's like they have all disapeared. "
With a puzzeled look on his face he orders him to continue.
" Well keep it up, and try the frequencys again. I don't relish moving into the capitol or the palace un anounced."

[The New Amarrian Fleets]

"This is Empress Jamyl. We are happy to accept your assistance in this fight. Shortly we will send a group of Heavy police to escort your commander to the palace."
4 Ortis-V VOTL took off from the palaces merger landing strip and headed of towards the docks to meet the foreign forces.

---

"This is Doran Umatez reporting for Amarr State Information. The northern rebellion has now began a public campaign against the ban on male clergy. They have been constantly attacking the role of women in the state since the conflict began, insisting that women should be subservient to men in all areas of life. In areas they control they have begun enforcing a much stricter version of the state dress code, and banning women from their church.
The Empress today received the commander of the Lutvikkian forces in a effort to bring the rebellion to an end faster. Now we move to Sordan Rynal for international news.

[Lutvikkia]

Corporal Hakkelson jumped and called out.
" Sir, I have them. They are responding to our hails finaly. They are sending some escorts. "
The General turned and looked pleased.
" Good, great, lets set the divisions into motion. And lets get our game faces on."
A greeting party was formed.

[Altito Asmoro]

The recent news of Amarr Rebellion turned an attentions from MRAA. 40,000 soldiers will be mobilized in order to quell the rebellion, while the preparation is on.

Meanwhile, vehicles and ships are being mobilized too support the soldiers.

[The New Amarrian Fleets]

The VTOLs landed and opened their rear hatches, revealing that they were unmanned drones. They sat silently waiting for the foreign forces to board. They would be taken shortly to the palace. The Imperial palace was ornate and gilded from the out side, and even into the throne room and council chamber. But past that it lost that veneer. The palace was thoroughly modern building, a maze of tunnels and communication systems. Deep inside and far under ground lies it's battle center, the heart of the Amarr military, and it's much larger domestic police force. The room was lit by red tinted lights, and the computers monitors that showed the displays of the thousands of drones that were fighting the rebels in the north.

[Altito Asmoro]

The recent news of Amarr Rebellion turned an attentions from MRAA. 40,000 soldiers will be mobilized in order to quell the rebellion, while the preparation is on.

Meanwhile, vehicles and ships are being mobilized too support the soldiers.

20 UAVs had been sent to Amarr to scout and locate various important places for landing. They will also try to identify the factions in Amarr, if there are more than three, than they will report and the report will be acknowledged as important battlefield.

[Lutvikkia]

General Ikesal Avallias and his command staff climbed aboard one of the drones, noteing it's interior size.
"Corporal Hakkelson you go with the troops on the other drone."
The eager young Corporal snapped a salute and dasheover.
"I am not too kean on flying to them in this empty drone, however this is urgent and our helos are not deployed yet. Connagil, any word on the N.B.C. team? or how the area has been affected?"

The troops lined up behind the remaining drones. Four companys of 100 men, and they filed into the vast bays.

[The New Amarrian Fleets]

The Drones took off with the foreign troops in their bays. Shortly after take off a screen in the back of the drones lit up showing the face of a man. He was clean shaven with piercing green eyes and high cheek bones, classic features of the ethnic Amarr. "I am Joetun Natiff. Currently I the head of the Amarr military. I apologize that we needed to send drones out to pick you up, but we are very short on man power at the time. The planes should be landing shortly at the palace. I will meet you there and take you in for a meeting with the Empress."

---

After finishing his call to the drones he opened a diplomatic channel to the Asmoroan Consulate "This is Joetun Natiff, supreme commander of the Amarrian military. I am giving you permission to send a advisory group to the imperial palace. Please land at air strip AIP gate 4. After that you'll be escorted to a meeting with myself and the Empress Jamyl." He closed the channel and began to make his way to the helipad that the drones would be landing on.

[Martilia]

800 kms. above Earth
Sungaw-12 - EOS

"What's your status?", asked by a person with a husky voice on the line.

"3....2....1, we're over Amarr, sir.", the other person on the line replied.

"Good. Magnify times ten....twenty....thirty...there we got a clear view."

"Sir, looks like something is happening, yes there is."

"What is it?"

"Data imagery from the satellite shows that the country is in conflict"

"With whom? Could our intelligence from the ground confirm that?"

"Let me check....it seems that they're on a civil war, sir."

"Can you confirm that?"

"Yes, sir. It's confirmed they are on a civil war."

"Great. Put all data imagery and related intelligence files under C-PI-8756."

"Roger that, sir."

Kasvenogorod, Soviet Martilia
Office of the General Secretary, Kapitolyo ng Sobyet

It is a cold and dull morning over the capital city of Soviet Martilia, Kasvenogorod. The monsoon season has begun over the region and weather disturbances are causing the surrounding regions to be cold and wet. Even though classes and offices were canceled because of the heavy rains government operations at the Kapitolyo ng Sobyet remains to be as usual. Two SUVs suddenly parked in front of the capitol where three suited men walked inside the building and quickly towards the secretary of Raymundo Santos, the General Secretary of Soviet Martilia.

When his secretary received the brown folder, she quickly went inside and gave it to him and murmured, "C-PI, sir", and then walked out of the office. Santos opened the folder without any hesitation and scanned all of its contents including reports, images, and etc. that seems to be classified. He grabs the phone dialing a three-digit number, seems to be an extension number, and said, "I want all members of the Joint General Staff to be at the Decagon within two hours.", before dropping the phone. Soon, he left his office notifying his secretary and quickly went with the three suited men, who are waiting outside his office, at the black SUV. They soon left the capitol and head towards east where the Decagon is located.

After three hours
The Decagon
Kasvenogorod, Soviet Martilia

"Intervening in the internal affairs of Amarr is very costly and risky, sir.", one of the members of the General Staff yelled at the hall. The meeting began almost an hour ago and the members of the General Staff including Raymundo Santos have been discussing whether or not they should intervene at the civil war.

"Yes, comrade Marshal, but these people need our help. We know well how evil these monarchists and imperialists and that's why we have to assist them.", Santos reiterated.

"I have to agree with our comrade General Secretary here. As you can see, we have intelligence reports that their imperialistic government have committed human rights violations within their people. I think it is justifiable that we need to intervene and assist these civilians and overthrow their government", added by another member of the General Staff. The members of the General Staff started to whisper to each other until Garcia intervened, "Alright, lets put it up into a vote. All those who are in favor for the intervention please raise your hands."

Soon, it was all over as two-thirds of the members of the General Staff, including its head, are in favor of the intervention in the civil war. At the same time, the Soviet Congress also passed a war bill declaring that Soviet Martilia is now at war with the Amarrian government and are in support of the Amarrian rebels.

[Chrome Legion]

The Triumph was taken back by the declaration of war against the Amarrian government by the Martilians. Even if they could not actively support the Empress with out weakening her position, they would not let these people help the northern lords and the extremist the had roused against the government. "We can not let them continue." David said as the reports were still coming in.
"Of course not. But how should we act? Trade sanctions, or should we go further?" Mary Costel the 2nd triumph responded.
"That would be a start, how ever I doubt that would get much done. We should move fleets in the Area around Amarr, if they choose the come by see we will destroy them. Perhaps we would be prudent to place a fleet near the Martilians coast as well, if just as a precaution." Rijahs Jamez, the only member of the Triumvirate to have served in the military said quickly after Mary.
"I must agree with Rijahs. Deploy the fleets as soon as is feasible." David said.

[Lutvikkia]

When the vid screen came on, the General and his staff snapped a salute, and listend.
General Avallias responded "It is no problem, your hignes."
When the vid screen went dark, he started to say something when his com-vic rang.
"Sir, I have just received intel from ' Looking Glass-Pinxel ' They say that a satelite transmission has swept over the country. They are attempting to divert or jam the transmission, but it is quite intense."
"Rodger that Corporal, keep us informed."

[The New Amarrian Fleets]

Joetun stood out on the helipad waiting for the drones to arrive. They would have to discuss the latest news. The war declared Amarr by the Soviet whatevers. Unimportant, If the Legion did what they promised. The drones had landed. As the opened Joetun spoke. "Come, we have place for your troops to stay while we discuss the current state of affairs. We are waiting on another then we may begin. Have your men follow Paladin Crusader Marshan over here." They made their way deeper and deeper into the battle core of the palace. A small, ornate door opened, revealing a 2nd throne room, filled with battle links and incoming data from across the nation. In the Throne sat Empress Jamyl Titras I, the voice of God to the Amarr people. She looked regal, dressed in all white with a her hair braided in a ring around the crown of her head. Regal, yet tired. She was not an old women, 37, but she look her age even in spite of the makeup and treatments used to make her look as the voice of God should. "Welcome, please take a seat, once the last guests arrive we may begin."

[Lutvikkia]

"Come, we have place for your troops to stay while we discuss the current state of affairs. We are waiting on another then we may begin. Have your men follow Paladin Crusader Marshan over here."

The General and his staff snap to a crisp fourty-five degree salute.Then the General lowered his salute into a handshake.
"My lord, on behalf of the Illustrious leader, Benjamin H. Schyddel we are honored to be here."

They made their way deeper and deeper into the battle core of the palace. A small, ornate door opened, revealing a 2nd throne room, filled with battle links and incoming data from across the nation. In the Throne sat Empress Jamyl Titras I, the voice of God to the Amarr people. She looked regal, dressed in all white with a her hair braided in a ring around the crown of her head. Regal, yet tired. She was not an old women, 37, but she look her age even in spite of the makeup and treatments used to make her look as the voice of God should.

The General stopes in front of her and bends down on one knee. The rest of the command staff bends low in the middle. "Empress Jamyl Titras I, it is with great honor that you have generously allowed our nation the honor of serving along side your distinguished soldiers." All remain bowed.

"Welcome, please take a seat, once the last guests arrive we may begin.

They rose and began filling into chairs. Several lower ranks remaind standing behind key officers. General Avallias spoke. "My lord I am authorized to grant you access to our RAD-COM network. We stand ready to link up with you."

[Chrome Legion]

Shield Commander, and Hyper-Aug, Samuel Martin stepped into the battle command center of the Amarrian military and surveyed the others. Of course there was the Empress, and her chief "adviser" Joetun. There was a large collection of Amarrian officiers as well. Then there was a group in a uniform he didn't recognize and had to consult his implants for clarity. Lutvikkians. "Empress, I have been send by the Legion to offer what aide I can with out weakening your position. I would also like to offer my personal condolences for the state of your nation, and offer that of the Triumphs." After he spoke he made his way with his 2 subordinates to an empty seat. He had been in the ground in Amarr 9 years ago. One of the first to land from the Naginata. He had raided the first Imperial palace with his squad. Of course the Empress had already fled at that point. He was also one of the last ones out when Wisconsin9 had started throwing nukes. And when the Legion had responded in kind. He did not feel remorse, it was some of the best fighting he had ever partaken of. Hyper-Augs are almost universally afflicted some form of Antisocial disorder, a good trait in a super soldier.