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THE COUNCIL OF ILLUMIC NATIONS


Determined that the Illumic region should remain one of peace and stability

Convinced that the future of a region is best determined by those from the region.

Committed to working with all nations of the Illumic

The signatory nations of this document agree to abide by the following terms;

ARTICLE 1 – MEMBERSHIP

1.1The Council shall be open to all nations with a home coastline touching the Illumic Channel. These nations shall be referred to as Permanent Members.

1.2Any nation believing they have a significant involvement in Illumic affairs my apply to become a Associate Member of the Council.

1.3Each Permanent and Associate Member shall appoint an ambassador to the Council which will be based in Northfort, East Moreland.

1.4Members fitting the criteria of a Permanent Member shall automatically be admitted into the Council. Those nations wishing to be Associate Members must provide a letter to the Council outlining their case for joining. Should a majority of Permanent Members approve the application the nation shall be admitted.

1.5Both Permanent and Associate Members may propose matters for debate on the Council.

1.6Both Permanent and Associate Members may debate matters on the council.

1.7Only Permanent Members may vote.

1.8The status of Associate Members shall be renewed every October 1st by a majority vote of Permanent Members.

ARTICLE 2 – ROLE OF THE COUNCIL

2.1 The Council shall exist to conduct the following discussions.
a) Resolutions to conflicts between member nations
b) Co-Ordinating responses to emergencies within the Illumic Region

2.2 The Council shall be empowered to draw up potential resolutions in regard to those issues highlighted in 2.1

2.3 These resolutions shall be discussed in Council and voted upon by Permanent Members

2.4 Resolutions are not binding.

2.5 The Council shall oversee and approve by majority vote of permanent members the actions of associate bodies of COIN.

ARTICLE 3 – ASSOCIATE BODIES

3.1 There shall be the following Associate Bodies of the organisation.
a) The Illumic Economic Forum (IEF) with Headquarters in Silverhills, East Moreland
b) The Illumic Science Forum (ISF) with Headquarters in ??
c) The Illumic Cultural and Educational Forum (ICEF) with Headquarters in Elderstone, Eswen
d) The Illumic Security Agency (ISA) wth Headquarters in ?

3.2 Each Permanent and Associate Member may appoint a representative to each of these Bodies.

3.3 Each Associate Body may present resolutions to the Council at their discretion.

3.4 Each Associate Body must present an annual report to the Council on their actions and requirements for the next 12 months.

ARTICLE 4 – The Illumic Economic Forum (IEF)

4.1 The IEF shall discuss the promotion of trade between members of the Council of Illumic Nations.

4.2 Member nations shall lower tariffs for other member nations to a rate equal to the lowest rate of tariffs of a non member nation.

4.3 The IEF shall host an annual Business Expo to promote Illumic based companies.

4.4 The IEF shall consider the use of economic sanctions as a resolution to conflicts, they shall vote on their implementation by all COIN members. This vote shall be non binding.

ARTICLE 5- The Illumic Science Forum (ISF)

5.1 The ISF shall discuss the promotion of the study and development of all Sciences in the Illumic Region.

5.2 ISF shall promote the exchange of scientific ideas between Universities.

5.3 Member nations shall share scientific data so far as it does not damage national security.

5.4 ISF shall host an annual Science Fair to promote and showcase scientific advancements.

5.5 ISF shall host an annual prize giving to reward those in the science community making great contributions.

ARTICLE 6- The Illumic Cultural and Educational Forum (ICEF)

6.1 ICEF shall promote cultural and learning opputunities for all Illumic citizens.

6.2 Member nations shall take part in an annual High School student exchange programme.

6.3 Member nations shall permit students from all Illumic nations to study in their nation as long as the following criteria are meet.
a) They have meet the minimum entry requirements of the course
b) They have enough funds to pay for their course and accommodation
c) They have no criminal record
d) They are not considered a threat to national security

6.4 ICEF shall host an annual Cultural Festival.

6.5 The 4th November shall be Illumic Day in each member nation and events promoting Illumic culture and traditions shall take place.

ARTICLE 7 - The Illumic Security Agency (ISA)

7.1 The ISA shall promote the sharing of criminal and terrorist intelligence between member nations.

7.2 Member nations shall each appoint a permanent military officer to the Agencies HQ.

7.3 Member nations shall be obliged to warn other members of any impending attack against their sovereign territory.

7.4 Member nations shall confirm whether citizens of their nation have criminal records on request from other member nations.

7.5 Member nations shall deport for trial those accused of crimes in other member nations so long as the following criteria are meet.
a) Evidence of potential wrong doing is presented.
b) Any trial is to take place under the Mundus Convention Univeral Rights conditions guaranteeing a fair trial.

7.6 An annual anti-terrorism exercise shall take place for all member nations.

7.7 Nations agree to share best practice ideas for stopping cyber crime.

ARTICLE 8 – Further Provisions

8.1 Each nation agrees to abide by the terms of the Fair Seas Concordat.

8.2 Each nation agrees to co-operate to keep the Illumic free of piracy.

8.3 Member nations agree to inform other nations of military exercises outside their own EEZ at least 24 hours in advance.

8.4 Member nations agree to inform other nations of non-Illumic military forces activity on their sovereign territory at least 72 hours in advance.

ARTICLE 9 – Signatures.

The following nations hereby agree to abide by the terms of this charter in good faith. Any nation wishing to cancel their membership must provide written confirmation 7 days prior to terminating their responsibilities.

King David of East Moreland
King Andrew of Seaforth
President Elwes of Zimalia

"I'm sorry Hassan, may I call you Hassan, I prefer Andy myself. I see no need for formality when not in the public eye" he poured the man a glass of water. "I'd like to thank you for your kind words before I begin....and of course for considering co-operation with us, it is a great gamble and we thank you for taking it. Now regarding your recommendations. The first I can't really say it'll work, we are at war with a power that has so many international treaties, organisations and other such pieces of paper on their side that our citizens couldn't hope to win in a conventional war, we've been fighting a guerilla war in the Borland Alps for generations and as much as it pains me to say making no progress. So our army has to do things others would not consider and I am truly sorry trade has been hit, but that was the idea. If we hit nations in the pocket suddenly people are talking about our plight and our cause. When we raid the Alps, attack the illegal army of the Morelanders and sabotage their military no-one says anything. If we stop this approach we risk a return to the old situation. The best I can do there is say that should we be able to come to some kind of....arrangement....we'd do everything possible to avoid your nations interests, but sadly that may not always be possible. Now it is worth remembering our people always keep our word, an oath is a sacred thing to us, look at the attacks. My King promised them and look, exactly on schedule they came."

He thought for a moment. "A Principality needs a Prince, that is my Lord and Master Kyle Barren, my King. You can't just select a new one. As you see the King is not here or he would have welcomed you himself. He isn't here often at all, ask around, and please do feel free to go and explore as we've nothing to hide. The last time he was here was months ago for one day. He leaves the day to day running to his Ministers, so effectively we have already got someone else in charge."

Andrew stood an walked outside waiting for Hassan to follow him. They walked down a dusty street on dirt with coverted shipping containers either side, he suddenly turned right and opened a door. "This is our citizenship department" he picked up a stack of paperwork, "This is the current waiting list for homes here, now if you wish to look through them you'll notice that 99% of them are Zimalians simply taking advantage of our generousity. We're not flooding this place with true blue Borlanders. What Rokkenjima would have you think is that on every corner is a child learning to use a machine gun and make bombs. Visit our school by all means, all you'll find is children squatting on the floor with too many in a class learning to write using a twig in the mud. Is what we're doing here not enough to show the world we do not want war."

Akeel worked at the Laughing Hyena which was just down the road from the airport, practically the first pub you came to as you headed into the city. It wasn't the most pleasant of places but it was home to a clean toilet, cold beer and you didn't get too sick from the kebabs. He had got the job here on the insistance of the Borlanders, they'd given his three sisters and his widowed mother a home and so he was only too happy to help out. His job was simple, hand over messages to people and serve drinks.

As Hassan entered Akeel waited for the drink to be served and then set off beginning to wipe down the tables. As he reached Hassan's table he apologised as he lifted the glasses and wiped down the table, he replaced the beer mat and handed Hassan a pile of napkins, "I'll be out your way now sir....need anything just give a call." he went back to the bar and continued serving drinks. The napkin had a simple message, "you are booked for a safari, Golden Tours, 20 mins name of Clyde" He watched as Hassan finished his drink and then left.

Down the road was Golden Tours, a place full of old battered jeeps and signs advertising a variety of tourist friendly excursions, some to go hunting, some to see natural wonders such as waterfalls and lakes, but the main business was safari's in which they took people out into the wilds to see wild animals in the flesh. As Hassan presented himself a tall blonde haired man, clearly no Zimalian welcomed him. "Mr.Clyde we have a vehicle ready" he said in a heavy Celtic accent. Hassan was shown to a jeep, one of the better ones and the man who introduced himself as Gavin clambered into the drivers seat and set off into the twisty streets of Mogebbe. Soon they were cutting through the brush and before long heading past large farms claiming to be home to various sancturies, Zimalia's economy was becoming more tourist friendly and it was the case that it was often better to protect the animals than blast them with guns.

Soon a feint multi-coloured shape came into view through the heat haze, it got sharper and sharper the closer they got and soon the outline of homes could be seen. A checkpoint on the road formed the border and Gavin was waved straight through. He parked up outside a building marked, "TOWN HALL" and got out picking up Hassan's bags and carrying them in motioning for him to follow. "Mr. Gollings, your guest" Gavin announced as he dropped the bags, collected a brown envelope and disappeared.

"Hello" a middle aged man with thin rimmed glasses and thinning hair stood and extended a hand, "Andrew Gollings, Home Affairs Minister for the Principality of Northern Borland, welcome to our little home" he motioned to a seat opposite. "Please take a seat and tell me why you're here and what we can do for you."

I think the stats are for realism purpose. In a ooc sense they should be reality, however your more than welcome to in RP use the 100% figure as propaganda. Just for example if in reality a nation had a really low literacy rate they'd be precluded from having a super high tech society, likewise if poor. The stats here are more for kind of realism checking purposes. What you tell your plebs is up to you.

Born:- May 12, 1959
Place of Birth:- Entalia
Tribe:- Berko

Short Title:- President Binyamin Elwes

Official Title:-  His Excellency, President for Life, Field Marshal, Head Physician and Doctor Binyamin Elwes Hero of the People, Lord of All the Beasts of Mundus and Fishes of the Seas and Conqueror of the unjust and protector of the people

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Growing up Binyamin was the eldest son in a family of six childen (4 boys, 2 girls). He was born in a small farming community in which his parents owned a small farm which was lucky enough to have its own mill, as such the family received a steady income from members of the local community for the use of the mill. Binyamin had a close bond with his mother who sadly died while giving birth to her sixth child, a daughter called Adjoa, when Binyamin was ten year old, even to this day he has a very poor relationship with Adjoa.

Binyamin attended very little school but was considered to be quiet intelligent by the staff at a local missionary school he attended three days a week from the age of six to ten.

In 1975 Binyamin was recruited into the Berko 3rd Infantry and as he had the basic ability to read and write soon found himself assigned to be a battlefield medic. He saw action in various tribal uprising earning the Silver Star, the nations 2nd highest medal for bravery ,for recovering injured comrades in the middle of a fire fight. In 1980 he was assigned to the 1st Zimalian Field Hospital where he was trained to be an Army Doctor, he completed his training in 1985 and was commissioned as a Lieutenant in the Zimalian Pathfinder, an elite regiment. He then saw service in some of the most fierce tribal uprisings quickly winning a 2nd Silver Star and earning a reputation as being an outstanding soldier, however a less outstanding doctor.

By 1990 he was a Major and had proved himself to be a very efficient administrator as well as effective soldier. In addition to his military duties he had become an advisor to the Minister of Defence at the time. While visiting the Senate for meetings he became disgusted with how prejudice the Afolayan dominated government was, the turning point in his life coming at a planning meeting in 1991. During a meeting to discuss the government response to a series of attacks by a well co-ordinated Lekan Militia he noticed how regiments made up of Afolayan soldiers were not used while regiments from the other tribal groups were given dangerous operations yet given inferior equipment compared to their Afolayan comrades. Determined to end such discrimination Binyamin began forming a plan.

By 1993 he had formed a network known as the Unity and Freedom Movement (UFM), this organisation was made up of army officers loyal to Binyamin and drawn from each tribe. With former President Blessings Umbecki out of the nation the UFM launched their coup, key military installations and government facilities were seized in a well co-ordinated series of morning raids. There was little bloodshed and on 6th June 1993, just 48 hours after Umbecki had left the country the head of the armed forces, Vice-President and Speaker of the Senate made an announcement stating Elwes was the new President.

SINCE BECOMING PRESIDENT

In the first few years following his coup Elwes kept up a facade of democracy and radically changed the nations political make up. Many Zimalian's saw immediate change as tax rates, social welfare, job opportunities and education all improved as Elwes tapped into the funds that the Afolayan tribe had squirrelled away for decades. However as the money ran out he found it harder to appease the population. Since around 1999 the nation has become more oppressive and the economy has remained stagnant, meanwhile Elwes and his family and friends appear to live in apparent luxury. By keeping the military staffed by members of his UFM and ensuring that the military are well looked after he has managed to keep the population in order. Remarkably he is seen as a hero by his people for ending the centuries of inter tribal warfare between private militia's , he achieved this by a series of mass arrests and executions and by harshly punishing any tribe which steps out of line, including his own.

Population:- Approx 180 million
Noun:- Zimalian

Government Type:- One party tribal council
Leader:- President Binyamin Lewes

(Full Title - His Excellency, President for Life, Field Marshal, Head Physician and Doctor Binyamin Elwes  Hero of the People, Lord of All the Beasts of Mundus and Fishes of the Seas and Conqueror of the unjust and protector of the people)

Currency:- The Shilling
Capital City:- Mogebbe (population 10,000,000)

Official Languages:- English, Zimalian, Zulu, Swahili, Bantu

Ethnic Groups:-

Afolayan:- 60%
Berko:- 25%
Tadala:- 10%
Lekan:- 5%

GDP per Capita:- $10,000

Religion:-

Approx 30% Christian
Approx 30% Muslim
Approx 30% Tribal Religions
Approx 10% Other

Following a recent string of terror attacks by the Borland Separatist movement international shipping is in chaos. A few days ago the Borlanders had managed to smuggle some kind of improvised missile system onto container ships across the world. Targets in The Iwi, East Moreland, Lodja, and Rokkenjiman bases in Dartfordia and Seaforth have been hit with deaths going into the hundreds. It is unclear whether the Borlanders, who believe they are the rightful monarchs of East Moreland,have placed similar devices on other ships around the world.

We spoke to a director of one of the worlds largest shipping companies who said this had the potential to impact the global economy. "Almost all goods are moved by ship in this day and age. If we think that the average ship can carry the equivalent of several thousand containers, and the fact we have around 10,000 container ships circuling the globe that means that at anyone time we have 100,000,000 containers either being moved around the planet or being prepared to be moved. Then we add in things such as oil and gas tankers, cruise ships and grain carriers we're talking hell of a lot of ships. There is no way on Mundus that we can check every single container, it would slow shipping down to such an extent that perishable products would spoil. We now have some docks refusing to take ships without deeper security checks, or we have others being delayed from setting off. Each delayed ship increasing more and more the price of the goods. The person who will foot this bill will be the consumer. We've already heard reports from Tamora that they are taking action and soon I suspect others will. I know the Morelanders have sent more explosive sniffer dogs to ports with the military stepping in to take control of security at their commercial ports. This is a scenario we never thought we would face but now it happening and we need a global response."

There have been warnings of further attacks, with the most recent being a series of explosions that appear to have come from soda cans. Kyle Barren, the self proclaimed King of Borland and the Boreland Folk, posted a video on YouTube talking of the attacks.

"When will people learn. We promise we'll attack and we do. We promise people will die and they do. I'm not playing anymore, every single nation out there is so far denying our right to exist and we are fighting for our very survival. We have to do whatever it takes for our national security, while other nations have conventional militaries we lack that and so this is our war. Our people are denied very basic rights, the right to be recognised as a citizen, we have territory, SeaTower has now existed for three years, our citizens there creating a peaceful existance for themselves, they fish, they sell stamps, coins, replica Borland passports and various other pieces of merchandise. They have not harmed anyone, they have not had to defend themselves and have shown the Borlanders are a people who only wish to be left in peace. The Borlanders in our homeland and the Principality are denied that right and so we are fighting for their rights. I expect these rights to be granted in short order, should the international community fail to grant our people the rights they give their own citizens we'll be forced to resume our fight."

In related news the Republic of Zimalia have placed their military on high alert and President Binyamin Elwes has spoken saying, "Everytime the Borlanders try and focus the worlds attention on their fight for a homeland people like to blame us. Look at what we have achieved, we have given the Borlanders a chance to focus their attention on building a home for themselves and they settled down and built. What happened, the Morelanders obiliterated their home, 34 people killed by East Moreland air strikes that violated our air space, the international community said nothing. The Borlanders returned and began building again. I have visited the Principality many times, they are making it a lovely lovely place and I am proud to have the people there as neighbours. Now as the rest of the Borlanders carry on their campaign for global recognition it is clear they, like the Morelanders, take extreme measures but the lack of scorn poured on East Moreland clearly means the international community have given terrorism the green light. I know King Kyle is a better man than this, a kind man, look at how he moved heaven and earth to get Princess Adriana back safe and sound, a true caring gentleman. Now we are being targetted and I have no choice but to defend our territorial integrity as such we are raising our threat level to its highest. Our Air Force shall undertake more patrols and our navy shall be on high alert. We shall not tolerate being targets of the international community for offering outcast people hope."

It was perhaps the simplest of the attacks the Borlanders had planned, there was no elaborate logistics, no heavy engineering, just two simple devices each designed to look like a soda can. The two would be placed one on top of the other , the bottom one contained a weak electro magnet while the top one contained a combination of small electronics, a core of plastic explosives and wrapped around it a series of small nails. Once the two cans were placed on the supermarket shelves one above the other the ring pull was twisted to arm the device, it was just then left.

At some point in the next few hours some poor unsespecting customer would lift up the first tin and detonate the explosive, chances are it would only be lethal to the person picking it up, but anyone within the few meters around would be horrifically wounded by the flying pieces of metal. The agents had simply wandered into the supermarkets and took the devices from their pockets or bag and placed them on the shelf. The majority of the devices were of course on the shelves of the stores of East Moreland, the rest intended for the various CNN nations and those who had opposed the nations CETO application.

"Then why not just have us announce the creation of the Oil Producing and Exporting Nations (OPEN), when we announce the outcomes from this meeting" Akakois began. "The organisation was simple in its aims, that the founder members, ourselves in this case, will be capable of blocking new members. The membership shall each appoint a spokesman and the membership shall all charge the same per barrel. Should we wish to change the price for some reason we shall meet discuss it and then vote on it. Furthermore we should build in a common sanctions mechanism. With this in place we should be able to support each other rather well." The King waited to see if this was acceptable. "Of course the name says Oil but we'll include Gas too, OGPEN doesn't roll off the tongue as well" the Seleucid monarch chuckled.

"Shall we formally get things in place, do the hand shaking and smiles for the media and then I shall have Oksana put you in touch with her mother if you think that's the way you wish to proceed. Or perhaps my wife has other contacts she could bring to bare for you? What do you think" The King asked.

Im new here and while I'm at it I'll ask a few questions.

First is: When making the "application" in the economics thread, do I take all stats that I can take or do you rp more. And when making the value converted to usd you just use rp? Because I have no clue if that is the case what Im going to choose. I have a population of 983 000 000 (In game) and a gdp of 180 trillion. All of that seems very much comparied to the others. So the question is if I should change or keep it as it is.

Essentially we don't use NS stats, they get crazy after a week or two and make roleplay impossible as everyone is like a 7billion population nation. Essentially think of what kind of nation you wish to roleplay as and develop stats based on that. So for example I imagine East Moreland of having a similar economy to Germany but we're a larger nation in terms of area. So we have Germany's GDP per capita but 100million people.

I would say pick a population based on size of your map claim and that fits in with the region, (most active nations are in the 50-100million range) and then pick a GDP per capita of a similar economy in terms of what you imagine your nation having. So lots of agriculture but little service sector maybe go somewhere like Thailand. Economics wise Nova/Heyra is a good person to speak to.

The difficult part hadn't been the engineering, Curtis Roberts was a seasoned hand at making improvised weapons and had taught his young 22 year old son Sam most of the tricks of the trade. What had been difficult was finding a series of container ships that had ETA's putting them in exact spots at roughly the same time. That had fallen to Jake Thompson who had spent quiet a while trawling manifest and schedules, it had taken a while but he'd done it. Then the plan had fallen to Tanith Munroe, a 61 year old who ran a front for the Borlanders, 30 years ago she'd moved to the shit hole that was Zimalia and set up a company shipping machine parts across the globe, everything from piping for cooling systems to drilling platforms. All stripped down by her local workforce, put into containers and shipped around the world. Not only did they send parts but they took in old unloved machines from across Mundus, stripped them down, reassembled them, sold parts and generally made sure there was a constant flow back and forth between trusted ports. With the Borlanders having worked with Albanus Ares that gave them access to his network of insiders and that today would be the key.

Each of the large cargo ships had been specially selected and an identical container had been loaded, front right on the outside of each of the selected vessels. Within the bowels of each container where thirty improvised mortars, pre loaded with a propellant and a makeshift missile. In this case a large hollow metal rod packed with possibly thousands of ball bearings, the "warhead" if you could call it that was a gas cylinder. In total the thing weighted around 40kg and would fly, if all went well a good 2km. At the appointed time, selected by Jake in the HQ using a small video camera embedded in the container. He flicked a switch and the side of the container popped away, the explosive bolts and splash of the container wall hitting the surf being the first sign. A concussive BOOM filled the air as the charge within each tube mounted almost horizontally fired. The canister missile flew rather ungracefully the 2km that should put it roughly on target and then when the canister hit the ground it exploded in a small fireball sending the ball bearings flying in all directions ripping equipment and flesh apart.

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Portworth, East Moreland

The cargo vessel had just begun to draw alongside the quayside and beneath it the dockside crew began preparing to tie up and begin the long process of removing the cargo. A bang went out and the four men under the front of the vessel had to dive as a large metallic panel began falling towards them. They watched shocked on the floor as a stream of smoke errupted above them, its shockwave hurting their ears. The ship was close to the dockside and some missiles hit the cranes and other equipment exploding in a small fireball the clang of the metal balls impacting metal followed by screams soon replaced them.

Some of the missiles hit windows of the office buildings, their deadly cargo bouncing around causing even greater harm.

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Sea of Alucard Cruise Ship.


The Romance was a beautiful modern cruise ship carrying some 3,000 passengers keen to visit the beautiful islands of Paracambi and then as they were now making their way down to see the whales around Nya Aland. The sea lanes in this part of the world could get busy and as the ship was going slowly to allow its passengers to hopefully see a few whales breaking the surface the cargo ship passed by its port side some 2km away. The holidaymakers first clue of being targeted was the sound of breaking glass as the missiles flew in followed almost immediately by the boom of their explosion. The air was filled with a pink mist as the ball bearings found their mark and then screams began.

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Port Hunter, Mega Port

The paint was still drying on The Iwi's newest port, a huge complex already full of metal containers from the Matilda's one of the worlds busiest sea lanes. There had been a whole host of ships to choose from on this one and as the ship entered the harbour it pulled off an attack almost as similar to the one in Portworth as you could imagine. Within minutes of the container side hitting the sea the fresh new paint was chipped and splinted mixing with the crimson of the Maori dockside workers.

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Paracambi / Dartfordian Boarder

The ships leaving Bad Wolf Bay from Paracambi's mainland domain heading to their Alucard island passed close enough to QKNB to make it a long shot, it was a good 5km and for this the weight of the projectile had been changed ensuring it would have the required legs. To the shock of the crew onboard the side panel flipped away from its container, one of the sailors onboard had been down that end of the ship checking things over when he saw it and he began to head towards it hoping to check on what was happening. He never reached it as he threw himself to the metallic deck of the ship as the ear splitting boom of the propellant kicked in and sent thirty make shift missiles flying towards the Rokkenjiman base, it was a long shot and half the missiles hit the dark water before passing 2km.

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Entrance to Bethesda, Seaforth

The trade into Seaforth had been brisk since their reappearance on the world stage, rebuilding a nation required resources and machines and that meant ships from across the globe headed into the city and that meant passing QAMB. The Rokkenjimans had been very vocal on their opposition to the Borlanders and so deserved special attention. Strapped to each of these makeshift missiles where the last of sarin canisters, there wouldn't be enough to cause more than 100 casualties, and that probably relied on the things landing next to people. It was more a symbolic gesture and as the ship began its passage past the mouth of the base the button was pushed. The missiles streaked away towards the base taking their lethal mix of ball bearings and chemical gas with them.

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OOC - Again assume this is known to the world.

Votes against = 4
Votes For = 4

Therefore the site is not admitted onto the register

Jake Thompson had been preparing for this for months and had exhausted every contact he had to put things in place. He'd remembered when he'd turned up to speak to his King, Kyle Barren of Borland, the rightful ruler of the territory that masquerades as East Moreland. The plan had impressed Barren and he'd been only too happy to give his young officer the green light.

The first step had been to flex his hacking muscles, that hadn't been too difficult because after all the Northfort Science Museum wasn't exactly a place that expected a Borlander to be poking around their database. It took Jake an afternoon while sat on a beach in Seleucid to get what he needed. That was step one of the process and probably the most risk free, even if the authorities spotted the hack they'd probably simply put it down to either industrial snooping or some inquisative kid, even then they'd take an age to work out where in the world it had come from and by that point Jake would be on to his next stop.

It was there he teamed up with his fellow Borlander, Will Rae, a 30 year old with 15 years of service in the battle against the Morelanders. He was considered the Borlanders expert in munitions and the pair had used the confusion of the collapse of Seaforth to drive over the boarder from Seaforth just weeks before the mountain passes where blown closed. They'd had just enough time to negotiate their deal with the Khalinz Brigade. They'd found it quiet a cheap deal to, it had cost them some boxes of rifles, a few RPG's and other supplies as well as a briefcase stuffed full of high denomination bank notes. Will had nervously driven them to the coast and then they'd sailed away in a fishing boat they'd "acquired" by stint of stealing it in the dead of night.

The next few weeks had been a little fun for Will and Jake. They both liked playing around with technology and had often sat around camp fires in the Alps planning hyperthetical operations against the Morelanders and their allies, little did they ever expect to get this far. They experimented in a warehouse they'd rented on an industrial estate in Keepton, they masqueraded as a custom T-Shirt company that had simply hired some space and set up a little start up business. It had given them cover for packages and boxes coming and going and they'd used that cover to good effect as their little creations had found their way across Mundus.

It was from this warehouse Jake and Will watched the bank of monitors each attached to a keyboard and joystick. One by one the screens flicked on and the faces of Borlanders in hiding across Mundus came into view. Each gave a thumbs up to the tiny cameras and recieved a confirmation that things were in order. The grainy image on the screen showed the agent grin and then only their feet as they walked away from what they'd left. That had been a week ago and since then the screens had provided in some cases interesting viewing as the homemade SwarmBots had been slowly moved into position.

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Isle of the Goddess, Lodja

Thirty Swarmbots had been dropped off by kayak on one of the rocky outcrops of the Islands flanks. It had been quiet a challenge navigating them across the rockpools and one or two had been either washed away or in one case taken away by an inquistive crab. That had lead to quiet a chuckle between Will and Jake who hypothesised as to what would happen when the crab cracked the Bot open. The other 28 had however managed to make their way into the settlement that surrounded the bottom of the Island, it was there that they'd found the school that provided the children of the Island's staff an education. It was on old stone building and they'd found a gap in one of the walls through which they could squeeze the mechanical soldiers.

The bots had been left in the bottom of a cupboard hidden behind some boxes. In the last few days proximity alarms had gone off and they'd had a nervous wait to see whether they'd have to trigger them early. Thankfully they'd remained hidden in the dark recesses of the stock cupboard waiting their moment.

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Claith, Ui Cenneslaig


The Musuem of Clan's was a popular tourist attraction in the centre of the city, it occupied a beautiful old stone building. Ornate stone plaques showed the coats of arms of some of the major clans of Ui Cenneslaig, many of them even had spread beyond their ancient homeland. It was coming up to the school summer holidays and that meant school field trips. Anyone with any sense stayed clear of the place this time of year as it was full of wild kids keen to try the hands on exhibits, be it watching reinactments, making their own handicrafts or playing music. Access was pretty easy too, the crowds making it simple for a person with a backpack to wait for the crowd to be watching some piper, or sword fight providing a distraction for the 30 bots to scurry out of the now open backpack and into an air vent.

From there Will and Jake had explored the air ducts and found the prime spot, it was above the canteen and they'd watched every day for the last four days how at exactly midday literally hundreds of school kids settled down with their packed lunches to fill up on sugar and e-numbers before enjoying their afternoon out of class.

Portworth Marine Institute


The Insitute was always popular with tourists, school children and was of course famous for being the work place of the former Queen of East Moreland, Matilda Osman. She had been a researcher there and now a single mother she had resumed part time work. Will and Jake were convinced Matilda would have had custody of Princess Rhiannon and they knew when she did the young Princess often went to work with her mother. The Princess had originally feared the Dolphins her mother worked with but now she found them funny and enjoyed tossing them fish. That had been why this place had been choosen, it gave a chance to hopefully get a member of the Ironside's, but it seemed they'd been misinformed.

It was still a useful place though, there were hundreds of meters of pipes, ducts and shadowy places that 30 tiny little robots could hide. They'd mainly moved them round during the closing process, before the alarms were turned on but when very few people where around. They'd lost one bot when its leg got damaged crossing a grate and the next day they'd sent in one of their agents to move the thing from view. Now the 29 remaining bots where positioned under the stadium style seating that made up the viewing area of the shark tank on the second floor of the five floor aquarium.

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Krokom, Nya Aland


Flight 82 was returning some of the servicemen and woman who had been helping out on work in Uppsala. The city was all but fixed but there were still a few bits and pieces that needed tidying up. By the estimates of Jake and Will around half the seats on the flight would be filled with Morelanders, the rest well that didn't really matter. This had been the most challenging of infiltrations, the SwarmBots had been dropped at the airfields edge and had to walk a mile in. Will and Jake knew their home made ones wouldn't be as good as the SmartWar ones that had conquered the moon but even if they were half as good it should be possible.

It had taken them a couple of days to get them into position, they'd wandered through the tall grass that made up the outfield, hurried across the tarmac under the cover of darkness and sneaked into the cargo depot. There were hundreds of boxes there and it took them just a few hours to find one that was heading to East Moreland. The boxes were all palletised and they stuck the 30 tiny bots deep in the centre. When the day of the flight came they waited for the boxes to be moved onboard the plane and then wandered the bots around the aircraft interior and then just waited for everyone to take their seats.

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Royal Merrimen University Open Day, Northfort

The Royal Merrimen University Open Day would see thousands of people from across Mundus attend, the institute was the nations CETO appointed place of study and its founder, Dr.Marcus Merrimen a well respected scholar had a slight media celebrity. The place had also in its short four year history educated two Ironsides, or one and a half to be exact. King David himself had gained a masters from the place and his niece the Archduchess Sophie Harrison-Ironside, had become one of the first batch of graduates to earn a degree in Mundus Studies. It prided itself on being open, friendly and hospitable to all, and today that included 60 SwarmBots, the largest of the groups.

These had been easy to get in, one of their agents, a student called Harvey was on a robotics course here, he'd even helped construct some of the devices that were being used and he'd offered his services at the Open Day to show some of his own SmartWar inspired bots. He'd put up around his little makeshift arena posters of the Lunar Three, the bots that had survived for over a year on the surface of Lunar and become something of social media sensations and his stand demonstration of the bots hurrying around moving boxes, climbing steps and various other tasks attracted a large crowd. His Professor watched on proud of what his student had created completley unaware of the help he'd had in his handiwork.

"Professor Deans, can you keep an eye on them for me.....you know make sure they don't take over the world or anything. I just need to nip to the loo" Harvey asked his tutor who was only to happy to take over the supervision of the display. Harvey wandered off heading towards the Great Halls bathrooms, and kept going down the stairs out the front door and into his car. He was just leaving the University grounds when he heard the feint "BOOM" and fire alarm of the bots tiny explosive charges going off. He imagined the panic in the hall as those closest to the bots began to feel light headed and fighting for breath. It was a pattern repeated across Mundus over the next hour as the bots blew up releasing the tiny boxes of Sarin which was now released into the atmosphere. It wasn't as much as Will and Jake had hoped to get but extracting it from the weapon they'd recovered from the Khalinz had been tricky and they didn't have much payload per bot.

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Across the globe handfuls of people began to feel the impacts of the sarin, their chest tightening and their muscles spasming . Passengers on board the flight began to vomit as the aircrafts body kept the gas circulating. Soon the pilot, who by now was over the Sea of Alucard lost control as his vision blurred. He just about had the awareness to keep it airborne as it began to spin. In the rear several passengers began to collapse, the dosage itself shouldn't have been high enough for mass casualties but the constant circulation meant exposure couldn't be avoided and soon a handful of elderly passengers were fighting for their lives.

In the school, musuem and Marine Insitute these locations had been selected on purpose, they'd be full of children, their bodies less able to deal with the gas which was being released meant more damage was done to their tiny systems. Cries of pain and confusion filled the air as in each venue people began fighting for every breath and then the weaker children began to pass out. The explosions caused panic and people ran for exits causing even greater injuries from the stampede.

Will and Jake smiled as on each screen they watched the carnage from the one bot that wasn't part of the initial plan, this one had sat and watched giving the duo a prime seat for the carnage they'd caused. It was only when the first responded turned up that they knew their viewing pleasure was drawing to an end. Filled with 80grams of Pentaerythritol tetranitrate this bot was the biggest, now as their King leaned forward from his seat behind them he leaned forward and pressed a button. Instantly the screen relaying the signal from he bots went black. While the explosion wouldn't have been enough to cause mass casualties it had caused more injuries, and more panic. Kyle leaned back a broad grin on his face. "I'd have liked a bigger body count he" he said with a smile, "But that was nice.....very nice. Any time you two get another idea I'm all ears."

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Today you have witnessed the latest development in modern battlefield technology. Despite the best attempts of nations across Mundus we have unleashed a weapon that has bypassed defences and caused mayhem in the very heart of our enemy and its allies. Local sources[1] that 62 people have died in four countries while around another 201 are hospitalised. This is only the beginning and was only a small scale of what we are capable of. You were given fair warning and not a single nation made efforts to work with us to halt our attack, we gave much more warning than when nations such as Achkaerin and the fake state of East Moreland launched attacks against Veashek. We also gave much more notice than when the former CIS launched an illegal attack on Soviet Safraen without warning. We do not wish war but have had it forced upon us, and when forced into war one must do all that is possible to ensure victory.

I am however not a vicious monarch. I wish to see no further suffering nor casualties. Our forces have prepared strikes against other targets of interest and these shall take place in 48 hours. It is my hope that the nations of the world will work with us to find a peaceful solution that will enable me to issue orders to stand down these forces.

I shall issue this order if the following takes place.

1. The following people are released from prison, Charles Ofdensen, James Ironside, James Cluskey and General Brook of Verover.

2. That the cities of Academica City, Roberton and Keepton are placed under the control of the Kingdom of Borland alongside the Principality of Northern Borland.

3. That members of the Alba Karinya Organisation recognise our membership with immediate effect.

4. That our application to join CETO passes within 48 hours.

If all these demands are meet I will be reassured that the world does in fact desire peace and will gladly give that peace a chance. I have no wish for their to be further casualties of war and urge all right minded nations to pressure the false nation of East Moreland to end the cycle of bloodshed they created by stealing our land.

May The Gods Watch Over You and Mundus Know Peace

King Kyle Barren
King of Borland and the Borland Folk

1.	assume reports from the attacks issued by state medias confirm this