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Adels mission
Dan stays behind as his advanced age is officially catching up to him and his health is getting worse. However he sends her with a pager to get ahold of him.
In the air
Ariana looks at him and smiles and looks at Nina but stops as she speaks
Ari:"I'm not sure where we are...going..."
A few minutes later alarms start going off and then Nina shouts loudly.
Nina:"S**T EVERYONE BRACE FOR IMPACT....WE ARE GOING DOWN!!"
Sewer
Bo keeps his head down and mumbles loudly knowing that Bismarck is listening.
Bo:"Help me find the people who took my family from me...I'm going to kill every last one of them slowly..."
Adel's Mission:
First off she heads off and heads to one of her own personnel Hideouts. One's she made without Agency knowing. She gets in different set of work clothing and loads a gun she hides in special pouch in work pants.
WEEE WOOO WEEE WOO
Agustus reacts as he grabs youngest of them and holds them down in there seat making sure they buckled up.
Agustus:"Brace Brace brace!"
Sewer
Bismarck:"With Pleasure."
Bismarck cracks his knuckles as Bo and Bismarck are on same page now.
Bismarck:"We need to create fear and slowly work ranks up. So that Higher ups responsible will make dumb moves and choices. So shall we hit Federal Archives first to get list of who were going to hit first? Country is young and is not fully set up. I doubt they have even properly classified papers yet. I can make Infiltration papers easy. You ready?"
Tribal Monarchy is Born
Karvaur-King Charles Requin becomes leader.
His First action is force Conversion of his brother Karvaur to Catholicism.
Then he signs Re-Organization Treaty to give it legitimacy.
Pagan Red Tribe Rebels and Red Challanges Karvaur-Charles to Duel. In Duel Karvaur-Charles was covered in Red's blood and piked his head.
Red Amazonian Tribe is being sent to Vex to be re-educated. It is of the Request of the King Charles that the Amazonian Tribe be changed into Sisters of the Crusade.
Karvaur-King Charles has sent out Flag Maker to make New Tribal Monarchy Flag.
The Groans wish to maintain free trade and prosperity with the Great nation of Japan. The Gorans offer to sell the Japanese 100,000 gallons of natural gas for 10 million Yen. They also encourage the Japanese to continue their progressive actions. The Gorans also speak of establishing a pipeline.
Shinobai Hattori Joji: I would like to request an embassy, yes.
Erisa: "Ah yes, I'll go ask her," she says getting up from the futon and changing into a white kimono, she then opens the door of the room and Johan follows her.
Erisa: "My mother should be awake by now, she is an early riser like you, can hardly get any sleep I believe," she comments. She then stops in the hallway and looks around for her mother finding her in the small dining room of the palace.
Erisa: "Ah, my Imperial Empress," she says, bowing down.
Asuka: "My dear, I haven't seen you up this early," she said, rising up and bowing down to the prince and her daughter, "Why must you be up so early,"
Erisa: "I have a request to make," she says, "I wish to travel to Tholasyne with Prince Johan," she asks, Asuka thinks to herself and then nods in agreement.
Asuka: "Very well, you may go to Tholasyne with the Prince, do take care of yourself" she responds.
Erisa: "I thank you my Imperial Majesty," she replies bowing again to her mother and smiles at Johan, "Well we are going to go to your nation together, this is my first time ever stepping out of Kemonomica,"
Japan’s Government agrees and stockpiles the oil. A pipeline would be a lucrative deal for both countries, and the Japanese Foreign Ministry expresses the Hayakawa administrations interests.
Johan: "Cool, I hope you will have fun. Anyways we should get going soon."
After waiting for Erisa to pack up stuff for the journey, the Princess and Prince head out to the coast of Kemonomica where a Tholasynen ship would be waiting for them. Then the ship heads off into the Shivering Sea and eventually reaches the west coast of Bahari. Then they dock at a coastal town called Vadkon which is nestled between towering forested bluffs. As they depart the boat, she notices that the air is much warmer than it is in Kemonomica. The rustic-style buildings within the town are almost all aligned along a winding road that heads up a ravine between the ocean-side bluffs. Johan turns to Erisa and smiles.
Johan: "Welcome to Tholasyne, Erisa."
Zoberten and Kemonomica
Hikaru thinks to himself he doesn't know much on how the economy runs in their nation.
Hikaru: "Well this shall be overseen, we will have to discuss reducing the tariffs to nonexistent levels though will the port be leased to private individuals or companies in your nation?" he questions, "And these companies may not harbour foreign weaponry, military vehicles and military vessels, as of course there will be a 25% tax for the amount of money the ports generate as every Kemonomimi business pays their taxes. You will receive 75% of the profits being made as you won't be paying for tariffs and markup the prices for these goods if the free trade agreement is enacted." he explains.
The Imperial Empress bows to the ambassador as a greeting.
Asuka: "Welcome newcomer, I hope it wasn't very tiring to come here all the way. I'm Imperial and Provincial Empress Asuka of the Kitsune family," she introduced herself, putting her hand out as foreigners tend to greet people with a handshake, "My I ask what's your name and what brought you here to what foreigners may call the realm of Australis," she asked.
After a quick glance at his mates, the goliath throws down his spear, and takes off his cuirass, and displays his chest. On it, shows a tattooed spear with three feathers."Ch-ampion" the Goliath says, mustering together his knowledge of common.
He puts his fists up in a fighting stance, pounding his chest aggressively.
All around the team, the shuffling of tree branches are heard. Powerful steps echo around the valley they've found themselves in. Then, the familiar sound of silence. Tensions are rising. Until men appear all along the valley, holding huge longbows, uncapable of fire by a normal person. In the forest, Hulking figures, holding axes and spears, appear behind each of the teams, standing at a ready position."RARAOKA!" echoes around the rocky dale.
The ones holding the longbows attack the helicopter all at once, heavy arrows coming in from all angles. Spears brush against militants backs. A loud, synchronous, 'hoorah!' echoes around the forest.
The Gorans make an offer. For every 50,000 gallons of $15 million Yen. For every 100,000 gallons of oil the Gorans will charge $10 million yen. However the Goran are open to negotiations. The Goran expresses their hope to bring our two Great nations closer together in friendship ship.
The Samurai's looked in confusion with why the specimen was breaking sticks individually and then trying to break them together, then having visions of their people falling one by one and their people fighting together threats that were not specified though looked like monsters. The vision fades to black and they open their eyes, now understanding what it meant.
Samurai 1: "It used to be like that, we were breakable races that warred each other for centuries," he said, "Our people didn't understand each other, envious of one another and took things that they were not able to have,"
Samurai 2: "Though it changed after a successful armistice, millions died but are honored and are mourned for, the divine tribal leaders, now divine monarchs, their ancestors have agreed that peace would allow us to strive, and then eventually united together under a civilian rule, with the monarchy ruling over their individual provinces," he replied. Though saddened by the war, "Our nation is still young, almost a century old now," he says.
The arrows smash through the windshield of the helicopter, killing the pilots instantly. More arrows puncture through or dent the armored sides of the aircraft as it's rotors emit black smoke. The vehicle spins out control before it comes spiraling down towards the ground, flipping and tumbling madly, it's blades bending or hurtling outwards like deadly swords before it finally explodes into oblivion.
Okimoto looks around her; she can't even begin to count the number of indigenous--and they're huge... She was told they were dangerous but she never imagined this.
"Form up! Defensive positions!" she orders. Her troops take cover, forming a defensive perimeter and picking their targets. "Engage the enemy!"
Hails of automatic gunfire echo through the valley. The SNLF marines hurtle grenades into the trees.
"Advance unit to base, we are under attack. We need back up!"
"This is base, we're tracking your location. Infantry is on it's way."
"Don't send infantry--send in the damn tanks!" she shouts.
Encampment
Armored vehicles roll into action, but it isn't long until they become stuck in the inhospitable landscape. They can't get to their troops for reinforcements. Admiral Nakai orders his bombers into action; its risky, the Japanese troops could be killed by the bombardment, but they have no other option. Three bombers take off from the Taiho and speed towards the location with the intention to strafe it and light up the enemy with incendiary missiles.
The dreary
Tribal King's Expedition.
Karvaur-King Charles Requin with force of 200 proceed to swim up the Coast of The Dreary Cold lands. There they ript open there Fat covered bags and waterproof zippers they bought from New Askirian Shop. From there they begin to put on Cold Winter gear and Enlarged New askirian Tennis Rackets used as Snow Shoes. Order one now only 5.99 Really good quality.
Karvaur-King Charles Requin with his 200 Loyalist Forces are armed with Olga Mele weapons and Nartha Mounts carrying Pemmican Rations. They also brought Single Revin Rifle with some ammunition with them and Ski's and sleds for Mounts. Some Shark Dogs and Emeralds are brought with them.
As they departed from Kemonomica Erisa would look back to the land, as it fades from the horizon and now lost in the ocean of where adventurers and merchants of their kind sail through, after awhile they reached the homeland of the prince, noticing that the winds became warm, and the oceans not being so blue like in Kemonomica.
Erisa: "Oh, I never expected it to be this warm," she said, looking to the houses, "What are those structures made of, and the pathways?" she asked, pointing to the buildings of the town.
(Well heck, since you edit mentioned me, I never saw a tag for this ;-;)
News of the Japanese's stance upon reclaiming the old lands of Japanese Doluman has raised some eyebrows. Decades since the unfortunate destruction of the Chrysanthemum territory in the region is, truly, an unprecedented disaster and humanitarian failing. Despite this, the young Emperor's rise to make such a bold land claim is rather concerning, perhaps even unprofessional.
The Declaration of Japanese Rights, the document responsible for this controversy, appears to be less based in fact than it ought to be, particularly in its suggested wording that Zygoltiana has forgotten the heinous actions of the Kyn. This is far from the truth, as the USZ has focused massive amounts of resources into stabilizing the territory for its people. Through this, a Zygoltianese claim on this land seems to be of stable reason. Taking away some In the opinion of the Iktah Palatinate and Japan's allied Palatine of Aven Hyrrsa, Emperor Akihito and the Japanese National Diet should reconsider their initial claims altogether. Land is simply physical, and should not be fought over, especially against someone who has generously done what it could to preserve this land. What matters is the safety of the Japanese identity, as preserved in Askiji up until this new Japanese State.
(( song. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KoTku7qMZOM ))
From the cover of trees, ice bolts and spears are pelted at the militants. Booming drums can be heard echoing around the foreign troops as Goliath charges carrying ice shields and taking cover behind the brush and wood. Forces on the valley ridges push rocks into the entrance of the valley, blocking off the outside world. Longbows aim towards the sky, looking for any other metal birds. Some also focus on the troops below, firing down into the forest, helping out their brethren below. Goliath shaman reinforce the Warriors, healing the wounded and keeping the ice shields strong.
The coasts are quiet. By the time the sharks arrive, its almost midnight. A stone's throw into the land lies thick taiga forests, lining the bottom of mountains, which stretch into the night sky, the heights hidden by the dense clouds, laying snow down all over the drearyian land. Not much life is seen at ground level, except forest creatures living their life and fish who enjoy the cold cold waters of the land.
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