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The Birth of the Monarchy -Open RP
« on: March 27, 2021, 10:39:19 PM »
OOC - Agreed between me, Dave and Kris

Prince Lennox hated the Conclave. He regretted having ever agreed to Klara's request and even more so seeing as she had all but removed herself from from an active role in government and that meant the Conclave meetings descended into an endless round of trying to predict what she would want and then debating it. Even Crown Princess Roksana was getting bored of the lengthy meetings that seemed to achieve very little. With some luck that would change today as Queen Klara was flying in with Prince Isaak from her self imposed exile of the Isle of Iskor. Everyone hoped the Queen would be back in Conclave soon and break the deadlocks that had been forming over the last few weeks. Prince Lennox was twirling his pen not really too concerned with the discussion about the quality of school meals for students. In his role as Minister of Defence he didn't really think his input was too vital. It was the sound of a loud boom that jolted him back to reality. A few seconds later a second came almost syncronised with a black uniformed Warrior of Gaia entering the room.

"Everyone stand and follow me." He issued his order calmly and with the expectation of immediate complience.Everyone slid their chairs back and did as instructed following the Sergeant out into the corridor. A trio of other members of the security force were waiting and formed a protective square around the various Ministers. Every one of the Ministers knew the drill, they'd be escorted to the part of the Palace where their private suites were located at which point each Minister would find a detachment of the Warriors of Gaia waiting for them. They never made it that far though as from the open side of the Palace corridor two well placed gunshots dropped one of the Warriors of Gaia. Lennox instiinctively picked up the rifle of the fallen man as the others tried to rush the group of around ten Ministers away. There was a knee high wall tha seperated the corridor from the garden outside and Lennox took cover behind it scanning the garden. Behind him he heard the sound of running footsteps and fearing an opposing force arriving to his rear he spun to see three Warriors hurtle round the corner, one was taken down by gunfire from the garden and Lennox blindly slammed rounds towards the greenary more in the hopes of getting whoever it was to duck and give his backup time to find cover.

"Your Highness you should go." A Liutenant from the Warriors told the Cenneg Prince.

"With respect Liutenant I'm more experienced than you." Lennox had served most of his life as a member of the Royal Kerns Commando unit and had spent probably months worth of time in the urban warfare set up. They scanned the area and gave several testing bursts. "What's going on?" Lennox asked.

"There has been an attack on the Queen's boat coming to the island, someone fired on it from the Isle and we've no idea who or where. The Queen's currently stuck near the Marina." Lennox removed his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and hit the number of Sir James Fitzroy the East Moreland ambassdor on the island. The pair had meet a few weeks back to discuss security concerns relating to the Queen and now it seemed the Morelander had been correct.

"Hello" Fitzroy answered his phone. He was in Gaia itself visiting a friend at a beach front restaurant but the sound of the explosion had attracted his attention.

"Operation Black Citadel. Make it happen. Queen in the marina."

"Roger that. Good luck" Fitzroy hung up knowing the message meant he was the man to set everything in motion. Taking out his 2nd mobile phone Fitzroy began a frantic round of message sending as he made his way towards the office of East Moreland's embassy within the city. The security officer there forwarded concerns to the Cenneg and then both embassies began hitting up their assets.

Some twenty miles outside of Gaia a team of four Red Legionnaires had been busy training with some of the Lodjain military. They'd been teaching marksmanship but now the embassies helicopter had swung by. The embassy had been issued a Lifter Helicopterit had been advertised for trips out to the various islands if needed however it was always about this kind of operation. Tristian Rowe was the officer in charge of the four man team and as the helicopter touched down they scrambled aboard. They each had "go bags" ready with equipment and sorted themselves out quickly. Rowe knew his men had been told of the operation and its objective, grab Queen Klara and get out of dodge. The two embassies were the initial safehouse but beyond that they'd ear-marked several other bolt holes. Lennox had been embroiled in a gunfight but had managed to get some information out and Rowe passed it on, "The Queen is by the marina and is being assaulted by a force of about ten men. They are in civilian attire and concealed. Prince Isaak has been seperated and is hiding with a security detail in the pub at the foot of the hill."

The foot of the road up to the Palace of the Goddess was in chaos. Klara's boat had been about twenty meters off-shore when a gun-shot from an anti-material rifle had hit. The round had been fired from the battlemeants of the Palace and was of sufficent calibre to rock the boat almost plunging Klara overboard. Almost instantly a second one rang out, this time hitting the engines all but rendering the small boat uncontrollable as it slammed into the quayside. Klara banged her head and the stroller in which Prince Isaak was strapped was pitched forward leaving the baby hanging upside down in tears. Several soldiers on guard at the Isle's marina headed forward to render assistance unsure exactly what was happening but determined to get the Queen off the boat. They didn't get far as from the cliff train station gun-fire came from a group of people that had checked onto the island as a tour group backed by the Duke of Razan. The gunfire allowed them to move forward and the Queen's bodyguard knew staying on the boat made them sitting ducks. As such the Queen was unceremoniously thrown onto the stone quayside by two of her men as they followed keeping themselves between the gunmen and the monarch. The Queen yelled for her son and a third bodyguard was cutting at the webbing straps of Prince Isaak's stroller to free the bellowing infant. Two naval officers had been loading a small patrol boat and hearing the gunfire approached with only their pistols. The semi-automatic fire of the gunmen though meant they soon had to take their own cover but they had helped in giving the bodyguard enough time to free Isaak and now that man was scrambling ashore. The approach though had forced him to head to the opposite side of the quay-road and now the force was split. More soldiers were running down the track from the Palace now and a third explosion filled the air as a road-side bomb went off sending their numbers flying in a pink mist.

The sound of helicopter blades filled the air as the Morelander helicopter swung low over the island. The Warriors of Gaia had picked up the repeated radio call of them coming to offer aid but the pilots still had to find somewhere to put the men down. Realising there was no such place Rowe made the decision to fast-rope down. He hit the cobbled street hard and shook his leg to try and free it up. All four of them headed towards the pub at the bottom of the hill. They saw the bodyguard throw himself through the door with Isaak tucked safely with him. Then to the surprise of many the sound of gunshots came from the upper windows of the pub heading towards the attacking gun-men. It appeared the local innkeeper wasn't about to let his Queen or Prince be gunned down outside his premise. This gave the Reds enough time to skirt over a few garden walls and meet up with those protecting the Queen. Rowe was known by the monarch and she seemed thankful to see him. "Your Majesty" Rowe even gave a little bow, "King David sends his compliments, we're here to get you to a safe zone." The two Warriors of Gaia seemed like they were about to protest and then thought better off it.

"We need to get my son." Klara pleaded.

"First thing is to keep you secure." the helicopter was happy now with its approach to getting people out and the loadmaster was strapped up ready to go. "In about thirty seconds you'll be attacted to a rope and going in the helicopter." Klara protested that she wasn't about to go without her son but even as she still was begging them to get him Rowe tied her onto the winchman. The three other Red's moved forward to ensure targets kept their heads down as the Queen was pulled kicking and screaming into the helicopter. Which now went into a high overhead pattern. "Queen's airborne" Rowe informed command as they looked at how to get into the pub.

Things up at the Palace were taking a turn for the worse. Lennox and his duo of Warriors were now being out-flanked by another force who were also wearing Warrior uniform but unlike those men had different rifles. As the trio fought a retreating action along the corridors they had been joined by a string of reinforcements, the only problem was as these men came round the corner they were made easy targets. Now as Lennox reached it he was able to stop others walking into the ambush. The problem though was several Minister's suites were now in the ground between Lennox and the advancing intruders. Doors were smashed in and Ministers dragged out and taken away. At least three members of the Conclave had been removed before Lennox had enough men to mount a counter attack. At least now they were holding their own.

Down at the quayside three gunmen had managed to get into the pub through a rear window there were several gunshots and soon the body of the bodyguard protecting Isaak was dumped out of the front door. Rowe and his men quickly exchanged words with the two bodyguards who had been with Queen Klara and they began an assault towards the pub. It was impossible, no sooner had they broke cover than from the old stone cottages came a burst of machine gun fire sending them all diving towards cover, some into gardens, others behind the monument to Sessifet in the square. It was the upper floor of the Pubs inaccurate and sporadic gunfire though that helped Rowe and a Red Legionnaire Corporal make it to the door. They stepped over the prone body riddled with gunshots and entered the pub, there was the obvious scene of a gunfight but no sign of anyone. "Back room" Rowe motioned and headed towards where he knew there was a small games room with a pool table in the back. He had just removed a flashbang from his webbing to throw in when over the radio came a message from the helicopter.

"They've a fast boat on the West side of the island. Five men, looks like the baby too. I can see about five or six others around the island."

"Bollocks" Rowe slid into the room without the flashbang searching for targets. The building was empty but it was clear someone had just climbed out the window. He peered through and could see the men loading a boat. There was no way he could fire without risking hitting Isaak and so he got on the radio to the helicopter. "Follow the boat, wait for the locals to get assets and then get to the embassy."

"Roger that" the helicopter headed towards that side of the island and watched as the boat shot off out of the small bay it was in. The helicopter kept up with it as it merged with several other boats carrying the gunmen away from the scene. A few gunshots whizzed up at the helicopter but they weren't a risk and so the pilot kept on until he peered at the horizon as an alarm went off in his cockpit. "Shit" he cursed as he headed the helicopter towards its ceiling as fast as he could. There around the headland of Gaia was the Cyborg Class Drone Carrier the Morelander, it was rather ironic that the ship was painting the Red Legion Helicopter with a surface to air missile. "Lodjain Ship Morelander this is Red Legion Helicopter One, we are pursuing suspected terrorists who have attacked the Queen and have kidnapped Prince Isaak. Please intercept" The pilot hoped it was all a case of mistaken identity. "We have the Queen onboard." the last statement was not perhaps the defence as unknown to the Red's the crew of the Morelander had been hand picked during the Queen's mental abscence by the orchestrater of this attempted coup, King Leopold.

The King of Lodja was on the bridge of the Morelander which was mde up of his hand picked loyalists. "If they come any closer then open fire."

"Yes sir" the captain flicked a switch opening one of the VLS tubes and having spotted the gesture the helicopter backed away but repeated the message. Leopold stood in consideration and then leaned across and pressed the button sending a missile flying. The helicoper went into a series of evasive moves and launched flares as it hoped to avoid the incoming shot. The missile narrowly missed and now having dropped to a point where the wheels were almost touching the sea the helicopter broke for the embassy.

"Release the message and head for home." The captain nodded and even as his crew helped the various snatch squads aboard the vessel they set sail.


Quote from: Posted on various websites, emailed to global news networks and many other outlets

To the citizens of Lodja

You will be hearing in the coming hours tales of how vicious terrorists have attacked the Isle of the Goddess and taken Prince Isaak hostage, of how there has been an attempt on the life of Queen Klara. Both these things are false. A father can not kidnap his own son. What has happened is those Lodjains who are tired of living in a two tier world have taken the only steps open to them to bring about a fairer and freer society. We live in a nation stuck in the past. A Queen picked by a corrupt panel of nobles from the children of nobles. Given unlimited power under the myth of being some kind of divine being. A feudalistic system making a good 2/3 of Lodjains relaint on the good graces of those fortunate enough to be born into a noble family. I know these things as I was until recently part of this corrupt system. I was happy to go along with it as I was blind to the reality so many of my fellow countrymen and women live in. A society that grants women special privledges and makes men reliant on them for advancement should not exist in 2021. A society that forces people to be Plebleians unless jumping through a series of hoops is backwards. Today I am calling on all those who share our views to support us. Our voices will never be heard and seizing control of the system is our only way.

Today I have brought under my protection 6 members of the 10 member Conclave, the effective government of the Queendom. I also have returned to my side my son whom I had been denied my rights as a father. I call upon the people of Lodja to join with us and call for the greatest reform of Lodjain history. Should we carry this day through I promise a broad sweeping system of reforms under what we shall now be, the Monarchy of Lodja. Under my guidance and within six months we shall impliment the following.

1. All Plebleian families to be recognised as Patricians with immediate effect.

2. All current Plebleians to be able to remove themselves from any contract relating to a Plebleian and Patrician relationship without penalty so long as it is done within the next six months.

3. Queen Klara to be removed from the throne.

4. A Provisional government to be made with the six members of the Conclave, six members named by myself, the Tribune of the Plebs and myself.
 
5. The Provisional Government shall put in place a system of government designed to balance the traditions of Lodja and give a voice to all citizens.

6. Prince Isaak shall assume the throne of the Monarchy of Lodja on his 21st birthday assuming there is no impedement to him taking the role.  Should Prince Isaak be uncapable of taking the throne his closest relative by blood shall inherit the throne with age taking precident.

7. Lodja shall seek to maintain friendly relations with our friends within the CNN who we hope to support us in making Lodjain society a fairer and freer one.

The names of my Provisional Government shall be released within the next 48 hours.

Signed

His Majesty King Leopold of the Monarchy of Lodja.

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Re: The Birth of the Monarchy
« Reply #1 on: March 30, 2021, 09:52:16 PM »
The Joint Special Operations Aviation Wing had worked with Red Legion for decades since their formation. Their task was simple, get either the King or Red Legion to where they needed to be in one piece and get them back again when needed. Their aircrews flew all of the royal aircraft on the VIP visits and provided the "taxi" service for Red Legion. Today Flt.Lt Redpath had figured he'd just earned this months pay. His day had started off simply flying a few circuits on a training exercise, putting Lodjains and Reds down as though a combat mission, do a lap of the base and pick them up again. It had actually got boring until this "Black Citadel" had kicked off. Everything had gone to plan, they'd contingencies for if the Lodjain Air Force identified them as hostile, they had contingencies for many things but none of them had included being fired upon by a ship built in East Moreland. The aircrew had held their breath when the missile headed towards them and it came gushing out of them as they watched it streak away under the left hand side of the helicopter. If they had continued following the ship they'd have been fired upon again and again until their luck ran out and with the precious cargo of the wailing Queen onboard they turned for the embassy.

On the Isle of the Goddess Rowe and his men had pushed uphill towards the Palace itself ensuring the lower reaches were empty. Rowe had spent close to a year on the Isle helping train various forces in Lodja including some of the Warriors of Gaia. He had heard Lennox over the radio during the exchange and now with things being calm he went looking for him.



On the roof of the embassy three Red's in civilian attire had appeared to take control of the Queen upon her arrival. As soon as the helicopter touched the roof-top helipad they had the door open and were carrying the Queen down off the roof, who knew if anyone was watching with a rifle from a rooftop. Once she was inside she was taken down to one of the interior rooms with no windows. Sir James Fitzroy was waiting, "Your Majesty we're doing everything we can to ensure your secure. For now we're going to keep you here. We'll be having helicopters coming and going all day. The plan was to have you in either East Moreland or Ui Cenneslaig within three hours, however we've heard King Leopold has issued a kind of statement that he is the government. With that in mind removing you from the nation is in my view a mistake and as such we'll make arrangements to have you stay here. Anything you need let us know."



Over in East Moreland the King was informed of the utilisation of "Black Citadel" as he had been watching a briefing on how the Yellow-Tongue vaccination process was going. He had made his way down to the Palace's underground command centre and it was already a hive of activity. David took off his jacket and carefully placed it on the back of the chair at the head of the table. "Let me know where we stand then." He asked the room as he took his seat gesturing for the assembled advisers to do likewise. There were some empty chairs which he knew would be filled in the next hour or so but even those people had joined via the wonders of technology.

"Your Majesty, this is Brigadier Kelly" a voice came from the speaker, he was en route from Aldcliffe where he had been in Red Legion HQ. "I've been in touch with our men on the ground. They had word of an attack on the Isle via Prince Lennox. As such the team in country, as agreed, set about extracting the royals. Sadly they only half got the job done. We have Queen Klara back in the embassy in Gaia but the attackers got hold of Prince Isaak."

It was then Grace Yacobs for the National Intelligence Agency who was in the room who took over the story, "We've had confirmation from our aircrew that the Prince was taken to a warship, rather embarrassingly the Morelander.  The Queens evac helicopter had been following but came under fire. As such they returned to the embassy. We now have King Leopold proclaiming that a new government is in place and him, six kidnapped Ministers and six of his buddies among others. The Morelander was last seen heading out to sea and we are to assume its crew are traitors."

The King thought for a moment. "Naturally we'll be backing Klara. Get a task force ready incase we have to get our hands dirty. I would like to avoid running a test of the Cyborg Classes armour so please don't fire upon it until we know Prince Isaak is off the ship, once we know its fair game." There were nods around the table as people began making calls to various places. There was a commotion at the door and the security detail on duty could be heard not giving way the King turned recognising the voice and made his way over. "Stasya you can't be here." he stepped past his men.

"What are you going to do? We have to invade or something we can't let Leopold." She was frantic, obviously her friends in the Ladies in Waiting had called her and now she was demanding vengenance against the man she had thought was so good once upon a time.

"Stasya. You are not permitted in that room" David hugged her now she was weeping. "Trust me. I gave word we'd look out for Lodja when I first befriended it. We stand by our word. What can be done will be done. For now I have to get to work. Go upstairs, see how Jasmina and the others are and if you hear anything let me know. We'll deal with the problem." He did his best to reassure her as the Queen's Head of Household Alexandra Samuel appeared having been looking for Stasya. She could see how upset the Queen was and so did her best to lead her away knowing the King would be making plans with his military.

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Re: The Birth of the Monarchy
« Reply #2 on: April 01, 2021, 11:08:18 AM »
Harby was an island that all the tourist posters said "Three Worlds Collide", it had the ancient foundations of being a Lodjain outpost, then had come the Paracambians and finally the Horseman of Jekar arrived searching for Paul the Explorer, since then the island had fallen under the control of Bakkermaya and its current Duchess Rhiannon Farmer. She was someone proud of the diverse way her island had kept alive the connections to all three cultures and while the Cult of Helus had become the dominant religion of the island Vodou and Sessifet still had substantial communities. The Duchess was this morning preparing for a Zoom meeting with all of the other Dukes and Duchesses to give their weekly reports to the Grand Duke when there was a knock on her office door. "Your Grace we have a slight problem." It was Michael her personal assistant.

"What's wrong?" She asked looking up from her desk.

"The Temple of Sessifet down on Forest Avenue, there is a rather large crowd there and it seems like things are getting heated." Michael handed her some stills that he had pulled off the internet. It showed two groups, one wearing mainly robes of the Priesthood of Sessifet and the other a non-descript bunch. "It appears that a group turned up there demanding Queen Klara recognise Leopold's reforms and naturally the Priesthood are a bit annoyed." Judging by one of the photos that was an understatement. With around 20% of the island considering themselves followers of Sessifet it was likely things would be getting rather heated and so Rhiannon picked up her phone tapped a few numbers and waited.

"Hello, this is Duchess Rhiannon, get me Captain Jones please." She waited as the desk clerk at the local milita's HQ shouted through to the bosses office.

"Your Grace, how can I help" Tamzin Jones was in charge of the Harby Light Horse, a regiment under the control of the Duchess and were often used to support the Police when things got a bit out of hand on the island.

"Captain we have a potential protest situation at the Temple of Sessifet, linked to the situation there. I think we may need you to go and crowd control potentially. At the moment I'm just putting you on standby." Rhiannon was busy turning her office TV on and getting it to the islands live news channel. "I'd like you to just have a few patrols go out and see we've nothing to be worried about."

"We'll get on it. That everything Your Grace?" It indeed was and now the phone call was over she began calling in various NCO's and assigning them tasks while she herself made her way out to meet with a squad of seven soldiers. "We're going to go park up near the Temple of Sessifet." She briefed them and the Sandcat made its way from the base and through the lush green forests that made up the interior of the island. It was only a short drive into the centre of Paulton the islands capital. It was a city made up of only half a million people but its buildings had a clear Paracambian twist to them even today. The vehicles of the Light Horse were not unfamiliar sights on the streets and so people paid little attention to them until they reached the Temple of Sessifet. No sooner had the team parked up than they observed stones being thrown towards the Priestess who had been angrily yelling at the crowd. By the time the militia had got their gear on the scene had broken out into a fight between the two groups which took almost half an hour and frantic messages for reinforcements. By midday 100 members of the militia were at the Temple and now a third group had arrived. Inside the cordon was the Temple and the Priestesses, to the left were those demanding change in Lodja and to the right those demanding Leopold be hunted down and killed. Duchess Rhiannon was informed of the situation and contacted Grand Duke Hugo Lascelles on the mainland "Sir I think we're going to need a statement."




In the past few hours we have seen the terrible actions that have taken place in Lodja. To see a mother have her son ripped away from her by violent gunmen while your home is shot up by terrorists is heartbreaking. In Lodja we see a situation where like any society there is injustice. Every nation must work towards making their society a fairer and more equitable place. While I believe Lodja's society has its faults I have only pursued closer ties with them since we have seen reforms begin. Under Queen Viktoriya we saw the move towards the Plebs being given a say in government, when Anna Utkin was appointed as  government minister she broke down boundaries of being both the first female Minister in Lodja and also the first Plebleian to sit in the Conclave. This ground breaking moment set a pathway towards further reforms that was never given the chance to materialise until those who wished for stagnation and for the system to stay the same murdered that young Queen. Thankfully the cause of reform was taken up by her successor, no doubt proof to the faithful of Sessifet that these reforms are the will of the Goddess. Queen Klara has in just a short space of time made several key reforms. It is now easier than ever for a Plebleian to claim membership of the Patricians, business resitrictions had been lifted allowing any Pleblein to own and operate their own enterprises, forced Patrician and Pleblein marriages have been banned and more educational oppurtunities than ever before given to the Plebleians. This is not yet perfect but perfection takes time and a wholesale root and stem change of any society is likely to cause chaos and upheaval. Look at any nation on Mundus we have seen gradual changes. Jugland making various referendums to change the way their nation works to ensure the will of the people is heard and respected, Rokkenjima utilising technology to allow petitions, even East Moreland after a thousand years creating their first constitution to grant the people a representative voice to the King. These changes did not take place overnight and if they had chaos would have followed. We have as a world a choice to make, do we allow a young monarch such as Queen Klara to continue upon her path towards ever greater equality and in the doing so help her nation remain united or strong, or do we do allow a violent chancer such as Leopold Hamsik to seize power simply because he had a gun. As a world we need to stand together and oppose the actions of Leopold, give Queen Klara a chance and hold her to her promise of making Lodja a fairer nation.

As such Bakkermaya stand ready under our TUNA and Council of Albion obligations to support the legitimate government of the Queendom of Lodja.

May The Gods Watch Over You and Your Nation Know Peace

Grand Duke Hugo Lascelles.
« Last Edit: April 01, 2021, 11:55:10 AM by RobertAgira »

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Re: The Birth of the Monarchy
« Reply #3 on: April 01, 2021, 11:38:45 PM »
OOC- Joint Dave , Kris and Libby post

The view from high above Gaia didn't betray the chaos that the last few hours had witnessed. The city appeared its ever calm self except for the gun-metal grey helicopter that had crossed into the city from the Isle of the Goddess. Even the streak of the SAM from the HMDS Morelander had only been witnessed by those near the coast itself and even then many put it down to some kind of training exercise. The duo watched as the East Moreland helicopter raced to the safety of land and paid particular attention to the helicopter set down on the roof of the embassy.

"Three hours" one of the crew men sat in the control room of the HMDS Morelander checked the stop-watch informing his commanding officer of the time left on station. The officer picked up a phone and spoke to the bridge, nodded and turned to the operator.

"Ten minutes then go" The two men operating the Suicide Drones gave confirmation that they understood the instruction and both began making the final preparations for their task. It was easy to spot the East Moreland embassy and having now confirmed Queen Klara was there via the drones own onboard cameras it was simple enough to get the drone to track the building as almost 5,000 meters above Gaia the tiny sleek drone wheeled. The time came and the operators pulled the metaphorical trigger sending the drones to their and hopefully Queen Klara's demise.



The Queen had been taken to one of the central rooms where the Morelanders were slowly piecing together with Queen Klara where the various members of her household and ministry were. Things were still a little chaotic over on the Isle of the Goddess and likely would be for a good hour or so. Klara was still frantic about where Prince Isaak was and no matter what Sir James Fitzroy told her she couldn't be calmed. There was a sudden massive vibration that rocked the whole room. Sir James had served as an ambassador in Paracambi before and experienced a few earthquakes there, but surely their couldn't be one in Lodja. Before his mind could work that out he was thrown across the room as everything faded to black.



"Sir!......Sir" There was a ringing in Sir James' ears as he slowly opened his eyes. He was lying on the floor and could feel blood running down his face, a fact confirmed when he ran a finger through his hair and his unfocused blinking eyes saw the crimson liquid. Everything sounded muffled and as he tried to stand his leg was just not responsive. He looked down and saw a pile of rubble on his legs and then the pain hit. For once he was thankful he'd only got the one leg judging by how his prosthetic was mangled. He slumped his head back and noticed chaos above him twisted metal, fallen plaster, exposed beams and the sound of blaring sirens.

"Queen Klara?" James croaked as he watched a pair of Embassy guards begin tossing rubble off his leg as another stuck a needle in his arm.

"Alive sir." One of the sergeants informed him while focusing on sticking a bag of fluid into the needle. "Injured but alive. We've evacuated to the Cenneg embassy down the street." As James looked around he noticed the embassy was gutted the old building had once been beautiful and even with some reinforcement it was clearly never expected to survive a huge bomb blast, or whatever had just happened. They'd a bomb shelter in the basement and another in the garden but this had come without warning.

"What happened?" James watched as the two guards had almost completed removing the rubble and he could move his leg slightly. They began piling the rubble off his prosthetic leg and James found himself simply reaching down to try and remove it.

"Stay still, let me check you." the medic said pushing him back.

James just lay there trying to get the sound of ringing from his ears. "What happened?" he asked again. A familiar voice reached him, it was Tristian Rowe, the Red Legion officer who had brought the Queen in. He was busy working over the other side of the room helping another soldier put someone into a body-bag, James couldn't see who.

"We think the Morelander had put up two drones to provide intel of the island during the attack. They watched us head here and then just kamikazied the drones into us. The helicopter crew had just taken off to return us to the Isle for a debrief. We saw them come in, bastards used our own equipment against us." Rowe and the other soldier carefully placed the bag next to two others.

"Is it bad?" James asked as his legs could finally move and the medic began checking them over.

"12 dead, another 10 hurt needing evac, about 20 walking wounded, five missing." Rowe and his team had roped down into the immediate aftermath and had been the ones to get the Queen out. They'd used an old door to cart her down the street to the Cenneg embassy which was close by and found some of the Cenneg soldiers running the other way having witnessed the attack. Even now James could see a Cenneg uniform tending to another injured member of his staff.

"We have to let Northfort know." Sir James tried to sit up and the medic once more pushed him back.

"Already done sir." Rowe grimly took hold of the body bag and with a Cenneg soldier began heading out what remained of the room to help remove them to a place for storage until they could be returned to East Moreland.




Around half an hour ago it was confirmed that the East Moreland embassy in Gaia was targeted by a pair of U-8 LMEW Loitering Munition, otherwise known as a "Suicide Drone". While investigations are still underway it is known that such drones are operated from the HMDS Morelander and a total of thirty were onboard when the stock was last checked by Lodjain forces. The munitions were likely launched by the mutinious crew of the Morelander under direction by Leopold Hamsik. The devices are capable of staying airborne for around 6 hours and include optics systems that could have helped co-ordinate the attack on the Isle of the Goddess. Following the evacuation of Queen Klara to the East Moreland embassy we believe the building was targetted in an attempt to assassinate the Lodjain Queen.

During the attack 12 members of the embassy staff were killed while a further 30 required medical treatment. The families of those concerned have been informed and our thoughts and prayers are with them.

Queen Klara survived the attack and has been evacuated to a secure location.

This attack upon East Moreland's embassy is a further example of the treachery of Leopold Hamsik. The attack could easily have seen large numbers of Lodjains killed had the weapons not been as accurate. His Majesty King David has now issued instructions for East Moreland citizens to utilise other CNN embassies should they require assistance and has suggested they leave Lodja as soon as possible. East Moreland military forces are now moved to the highest Bikini State of Black Alpha.


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« Reply #4 on: April 02, 2021, 06:00:59 PM »
About 200 meters down the street and round the corner was the East Moreland embassy. It had become a venue often visited by members of the Cenneg Ambassadorial Guard unit who would often socialise with their Morelander colleagues. Guardsman Riley Kennedy was out for an early morning run with his colleague Guardsman Lucan Hoyle when they got a message over their phones to get back to the embassy immediately. They turned for home and were pounding down the street when the blast of the missile hitting the Moreland embassy threw them off their feet. The street outside was full of smoke, ash and falling debris as they did their best to come to their senses behind a car. Riley stood first and dusting the masonary off himself he checked his phone. Its screen was cracked but it still seemed to be working. He dialled the number of the Guardsman's barracks in their own embassy and waited. "Seregant it's Kennedy, me and Hoyle are down opposite the Morelander place, its....well it's blown up............Yes Sergeant blown up.........Roger that we'll meet you here."

Sergeant Francis Roche had felt the ground shake but didn't think much of it, he assumed it was some heavy plant working somewhere close by but having heard of the attack on the Isle and now this he hit the emerency alarm. Soon his twenty men were assembling in various states of uniform, some had rushed in from ceremonial guard duty, some had been off duty while others had been in the rapid reaction force. "Alpha Company you're heading to the Morelander embassy, Kennedy and Hoyle will meet you there the embassies been targetted by a bomb or something. Bravo Company you're staying here. No one in or out unless we know them."

The ten men assigned to head to the Moreland embassy hurried out, by now alarms of fire engines, police and ambulances were coming to the scene and the Cenneg guardsman had to convince them to allow them to help in the rescue operations. It was then that a dust and blood covered Morelander wandered towards them half carrying and half dragging a woman with him. "Corporal McMather" the Morelander recognised the most senior Cenneg, "We need you to get her to a secure location" It took McMather a moment or two to determine what was going on that was the end of the Cenneg efforts in the rescue for the time being.

The Cenneg forces made a protective ring around Queen Klara and with McMather essentially throwing her over his shoulder they forced their way through the shocked crowd and ran back to their own embassy. Ambassador Stephen McNally had only been in country three months and had been informed of "Operation Black Citadel" by Prince Lennox who McNally was desperately trying to reach. It was almost at the same time as a deshevelled Queen Klara was escorted through the front door that he got in touch with the Prince. "Your Highness we've just had the Queen come through the front door."

"So the rumour about the Morelander embassy is true?" Lennox asked.

"I'm afraid so, we've no idea of casualties as of yet." McNally watched as the guardsman took the Queen into their basement armoury. It was the safest room in the building and McMather had concluded if they were now targetted the strengthened room would provide the best shelter. "I'm evacuating everyone except military from the embassy."

"Good idea" Lennox was busy helping check the Palace for signs of any nasty surprises left behind by the attackers and knew he'd have to speak with his brother soon and so ended the call and got in touch with Finley telling him what had happened.




With immediate effect the Ui Cenneslaig embassy in Lodja is to be evacuated for all but security staff. Following the attack on the East Moreland embassy we believe the CNN embassies could also be targeted by Leopold Hamsik. We condemn his action and will be speaking to the legitimate government of Lodja, those appointed by Queen Klara II to mobilise Ui Cenneslaig naval assets to Lodja in order to help pursue HMDS Morelander and ensure its assets can not be used to carry out further attacks.

Our thoughts and prayers are with the members of the East Moreland embassy and their families. We will work tirelessly to bring those who have attacked them in such a cowardly manner to justice.

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« Reply #5 on: April 02, 2021, 08:21:48 PM »
13 Germinal CCXXIX
De : Madame la Directrice des Affaires Diplomatiques et Commerciales par intérim Madame Anne Sacha Yonnes Sachonlant,
À : C.N.N. Members,
Statut : Déclaration Privée.

Salutations,

The Republic reiterates its condemnations on the attack against the embassy of the Kingdom of East Moreland. We also reaffirm the openness of our embassy to help any citizens and asylum seekers. We equally condemn any form of violence, regardless of the side. We reaffirm our previous commitments as stated in our communiqués (1, 2, 3).

We, however do not think that a military response shall be appropriate for the people of Lodja nor for the stability of the continent of Albion. As much as leaders, you have personal bonds to the monarch of Lodja, we would like to call for common sense to rule the situation. Negotiations, leading to a nation-wide deployment as to allow all people to express their will, alongside the abolition of lodjain discriminatory and intolerable system, are the only respectable ways for the management of such delicate situation.

For the sake of the people of Lodja, let us not have a new Clysperis, where hope of so necessary reforms for the well-being of the people are ignored, in favour of supporting an old and authoritarian regime which keep the statu quo, oppressing the population and living off it.

Stopping hostilities shall be the priority, in order to prevent any further hostilities, the same as saving lives and ensuring the stability of the nation. Only then, may negotiations, under international supervision and guarantee, may take place, the same as nation-wide referendum on the future of the country, under scrutiny of foreign observers. That, the Republic would be more than delighted to help, and cooperate as to make such ideal true, and respecting the people’s will.

I can understand that tolerating such may make your respective monarchs fear for their beloved thrones and powers in your respective nations, since you consider such may happen to you, and as so purely well put by King David himself, the C.N.N. is based on monarch’s friendship and not your people’s interests. However, I shall ask you to pass through this, acting on what is the best for Humanity, and not your friends’ private interests, since History shall judge the situation, and the people of Lodja shall be free from authoritarianism and discrimination one day, let us make this an important step in History for the people of Lodja by avoiding conflict, and allowing them to let their children live in a more open and fruitful society.

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« Reply #6 on: April 03, 2021, 04:38:50 PM »
As the news of the two attacks of Gaia reached the Aostan capital of Ovado it was very clear that something was going down that had the potential to involve the Empire. The two Regents, Prince Lorenzo and his sister Princess Brigida had both arrived in the Palace's briefing room at roughly the same time and sat silently while the various agencies described what was happening and making predictions of what would happen next.

"What do you advise General?" Lorenzo asked the senior officer.

"I think Your Highness that we should consider the Lodjain Navy as potentially hostile. We need to support Queen Klara as otherwise we send a message that violence is acceptable ways of influencing policy."

"We reinforce the border" Princess Brigidia added. She was a former member of the Imperial Carabinieri and had a strong faith in the armed forces being needed to be kept strong to ensure the Empire remained strong. She was always rather keen to move the military into action over several seemingly minor issues. On this matter though her brother Lorenzo had to believe she was probably right. "I propose we move 10,000 of the Imperial Carabinieri to locations along the border. Should Lodja nose dive towards Civil War then we may have refugee problems and they can handle that. I also would move a unit of the Imperial Guard incase we need something more substantial. In terms of the Navy we must step up maritime patrols by the Air Force and I want a fleet of two submarines, a pair of destroyers and a pair of frigates put into the Alucard with active orders that should they even see the HMDS Morelander they are to strike if outside Lodjain waters."

"Prince Lorenzo" the General looked for confirmation from the other Regent. All decisions had to be made by agreement and should Lorenzo go against his sister they would need to wait until Imperial Councillor Duke Basilio Cassano arrived from his countryside residence as he had the duty of breaking deadlocks. Lorenzo thought for a moment or two before nodding his head giving his consent.




PRIVATE COMMUNICATION TO LODJA AND EAST MORELAND

We are extremely saddened by the news of various incidents in Gaia. We pray to the spirits of light to show mercy and guidance to the souls of those who have lost their life. We have taken several steps to look to the security of our own Empire at this time and believe that you should be made aware. First we have reinforced our border to ensure that no anti-Queendom forces can use our nation as a safe-haven. We have also increased the aerial patrols of the Alucard in order to monitor potentially disloyal activity by the Lodjain Navy. Additionally we are increasing naval patrols and have given orders for our ships to engage the HMDS Morelander should it be outside of Lodjain waters.

We shall offer whatever assistance we can in this scenario.

Signed

Prince Lorenzo Tornincasa  & Princess Brigida Tornincasa
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The Empire of Aosta is saddened by the news that has come out of Lodja and we mourn the deaths of all those who have died regardless of their nationality. We have placed on record privately to East Moreland and Lodja actions we are undertaking in response to the incidents and to ensure our own nations security. Leopold Hamsik can not be permitted to succeed.

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« Reply #7 on: April 03, 2021, 06:51:26 PM »
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Prime Minister Madeline Thatcher has instructed me to inform you that the Tytorian embassy in Gaia is open to you and yours in support of the legitimate government of the Queendom of Lodja and the Conradh na Náisiún's effort to defeat this attempted coup.  If Queen Klara or any member of her government needs sanctuary during this crisis, a secure space in the interior of the chancery will be set aside for that purpose.  In addition, we are prepared to offer the diplomatic mission of East Moreland temporary offices while arrangements are made for the reconstruction or replacement of their own chancery.  Our thoughts and prayers are with Queen Klara, the families of those who have been killed or injured, and the entirety of the Lodjain people during these hard times.

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« Reply #8 on: April 03, 2021, 07:31:35 PM »
There weren't many days that Peter was lost for words but this was certainly one of them, he had a copy of Leopold's declaration in his hand, he'd read it and now looked around his study at his various advisors and other officials "There are days that you amaze me Rion." the Emperor said "That intuition of yours to get Jack to visit somewhere away from Gaia."
"Well Leopold didn't do a very good job of hiding that something was in the offing." Rion Ayanami said
"What do you recommend about Jack?" Peter asked
"Keep him where he is right now." Rion said "It's easier to protect him there than on the move."
"Ok." Peter said "Thoughts on this declaration?" before making his opinion on it clear by tearing the copy he was reading in half
"It's a load of rubbish." Nettie Taylor said "Leopold's promising nothing, there's no mention of any changes to the People's Council not in the makeup of it, nor the relation of it to the Crown. We might as well replace the Conclave with the Provisional Government and Klara with Leopold because that's all this is, the same system at the sharp end just different names. And frankly Leopold has burned his bridges and his hopes with the attack on East Moreland's embassy."
"And I'll tell you something else." Peter's daughter Serenity said "If Leopold prevails Isaak never sits on the Lodjan Throne. That whole thing is set up deliberately to allow Leopold a path to throne as the oldest closest living relative, he's twenty one years older than Klara."
"Mr Attorney." Peter said "Tell about the ship."
"Yes Your Majesty." Robert Westbrooke said "The false imprisonment of six members of the Lodjan Conclave aboard it was already sufficient to designate the HDMS Morelander as a pirate vessel, we've now got even more grounds with the attack on the East Moreland embassy. The actions of Leopold also amount to breaches of the Uppsala Convention so irrespective of whether anyone agrees with his cause, he is behaving in a criminal manner."

Peter sighed and nodded "Adam where are we?" he asked looking at his brother in law and Minister of Defence Adam Sheppard
"The INS Kyogre has been conducting trials in the Krimeon, we're testing out the capability of operating Dragonbreath's from the ship." Adam said "We're proposing ordering the ship down into the Alucard in case we need to execute a full evacuation of our embassy. We're not recommending pulling the trigger on that yet because of the message it would potentially send. The INS Rhyth Icerider is already in the Alucard we'd like to divert that to the area just to cover all possibilities."
"Ok. Let's just hope any potential drone carrier vs drone carrier doesn't get too confusing" Peter said "Press statement to be released outlining all that, divert ships as discussed, tighten up embassy security and keep Jack where we know he's safe until we need to move him."

As the study cleared, Peter walked around behind his desk and worked on his tablet for a moment bringing up a video call with his ambassador to Lodja, Emalet Silvermist, Peter took a moment before smiling slightly "Are you ok Emalet?" he asked
"I've had better days." Emalet said "I'm ok though, no penetration in this wing of the Palace."
"Well that's good." Peter said "I'm initiating the first stage of the sunstrike protocol." this was the first stage of closing an embassy, it involved heightened security, preparation for evacuation and beginning secure data transfer."
"Understood." Emalet said
"I'll get Rion to send Zoe down there." Peter said referring to Emalet's older sister.
"Thanks." Emalet said "Anything I need to do?"
"We're sending you a summary of what's been agreed as our course of action communicate it with our allies embassies and the Queendom." Peter said
"I will." Emalet said


In the Lodjan Duchy of Quadalgho, Mika Schilling hung up her phone, she was the Justicar assigned to guard Prince Jack while the Prince was in Lodja, the news coverage of the attacks in Gaia was everywhere to be seen and it had Mika in a heightened state of awareness. She'd just received the 'stay put assets on the way' order it was at this point that her colleague Jess Nillson came in from outside. "There's a little unease and a lot of shock out there." Jess said "Understandable. What's the word?"
"Stay put for now, there's a ship on the way which we'll be able to evacuate to if required." Mika said "And let's hope things don't spread to here."
"And if they do before help arrives?" Jess asked
"We put Jack, Katyusha and her family in the cars and run for the Aosta border." Mika said
"Sounds like a plan." Jess said



Secure Communication to the Government of the Queendom of Lodja, the embassies of East Moreland, Ui Cenneslaig, Tytor, Rokkenjima, et al

On behalf of Emperor Peter I extend the condolences of Achkaerin to Queen Klara and the families of the victims of what can only be described as these terrorist attacks. The Emperor also instructed me to make you aware of actions that will be taken by Achkaerin in response to these tragic events. The HDMS Morelander will be designated a pirate vessel subject to appropriate action should it be encountered by an Achkaerinese vessel, be advised that the Achkaerinese has the INS Rhyth Icerider in the Alucard and the INS Kyogre and its three escorts en route to the area, they have orders to assist in locating the HDMS Morelander. Leopold Hamsik will be recognised as having been party to acts that breach the Uppsala Convention and be regarded as a terrorist. Security at the Achkaerinese embassy in Gaia will be tightened, this message is in advance of a press release in the next few hours that will go into further detail.

On a personal note I would like to extend my thanks to those who ensured the safety of those of us who were inside the Palace when all this occurred.

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« Reply #9 on: April 03, 2021, 10:43:32 PM »
King David had spent much of the day dealing with the various reports and messages that had been coming in. He was now back in his office with his Chief of Household, Quinn Germaine, sat opposite him taking notes. "First make sure everyone who sent telegrams is thanked for their messages if they sent the usual thoughts and prayers. Thank Tytor for their offer of using embassy space however for the time being we'll be making use of the Ui Cenneslaig one under the CNN terms. Let Sir James know though that I expect a symbolic guard in place on our embassy if he thinks its safe to do so. We'll not yield to terrorists."

"That everything Your Majesty?" Quinn asked as she finished scribbling down the instructions the King had just given her.

"For now yes, thank you" David waited for her to go before making his way back down to the bowels of the Palace where the briefing centre was. Many now dishevelled looking senior offices and aides were still answering phones, tapping away on laptops and drinking giant cups of coffee. Seeing the King they all stood but David just motioned for them to take a seat. "I just came to sit" David took his place at the head of the table and surveyed the various images on the large screen at the far end. It showed the smoking wreckage of the embassy and David just watched the smoke drift off it. He picked up his own phone and called a Quinn, "Is Redfern in the building."

"He is Sire"

"Send him down to the basement please" Five minutes later in walked Alex Redfern and took the seat next to the King. "Alex I'm aware that we'll need some people outside we can trust to put a ring of steel around Klara. We don't know which Lodjains we can trust and while I'm sure the Cenneg are doing a good job I want our input if anything happens. Can you get a team in within the next 24 hours?"

Alex looked down at his watch doing some mental calculations. "I'll have some of our people woken up immediately." He said with almost a relish.



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Sebastian Johnson was wandering through the long grass which made up the shoreline vegetation from the Alucard to the pebble beach. He had a steaming tin mug of black coffee in his left hand and a single smooth pebble in his right. He loved the view this time of year as the sea was as flat as a mill-pond and the Alander spring was in full bloom. He casually tossed a stone to his left and heard it ping off someones helmet "You're dead" he said as he continued his walk along the pebble beach. He reached into his jacket pocket, took out another pebble and winged it with more force further up the beach, another ping followed by an "ouch" made Sebastian chuckle, "You're certainly dead." He turned and spotted the boat house and two boats placed on top of each other with the upper most one being upside down to form a kind of coccoon. There was a small gap between the two wooden hulls and he expertly threw a coin between them and instantly heard cursing, "Dead" he said with a chuckle and took a sip of his brew before throwing his final stone off towards the pile of old fishing nets. He heard the familiar sound of it hitting something metallic and announced the death of the final trainee. He turned and saw the other three now looking gloom having emerged from their hiding place and turned back expecting to see the forth scrambling out from their spot behind the nets. No-one had emerged and so he wandered over and kicked where he expected a boot to be but instead found it was just a sack stuffed with pebbles. Further up the pile there was the kevlar helmet he'd thrown the stone at but no one underneath it. He heard a click off to the left and turned to see a Legionnaire kneeling underneath the quayside with a rifle aiming at him. "Shit the bed you're a cheeky sod" He found himself smiling. "You're still dead though." Sebastian motioned to the rooftop of the HQ Block where one of the other instructors was sat with his own rifle. "Get cleaned up, grab breakfast and get a shower." The trainees had been dropped off in kayaks 5km out to sea and had been told a high value target was due to take their morning walk along the beach and that a hit was required from a distance of no more than 25 meters. The team had come ashore during the night and taken up what they had thought would be good ambush positions. Usually Sebastian got all four of them but this morning had been different. He was about to go grab a bacon sandwich with everyone else when his phone rang. "Redfern, hows things?"

Alex briefed him of what had been going on knowing full well the base in Nya Aland was often difficult to keep up with current affairs in and during Selection didn't much like contact with the outside world. Sebastian was rather shocked but not surprised by Redferns instructions. "I'll be in Lodja ASAP........ Stasiuk Plaza Hotel.....Roger that." He trudged back to his room grabbed his go bag and made his way to helipad. An hour later he was en-route to Gaia and wandered into the reception of the hotel three hours after Redfern had phoned him. "Sebastian Johnson, I have a reservation" he introduced himself and was shown up to a room on the third floor.



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Keir Peters was vastly over-qualified for this job and was frankly rather annoyed he'd been sent to do it. "If you put the plate there it's going to screw up the centre of gravity" He cast his eyes at the work that the fitters on the Kolisev transport plane were carrying out. The aircraft was being retro-fitted as a VIP transport aircraft and the aim was to ensure it was comparable with the conditions of Ironside One. The Lodjains just didn't seem to understand how half of the re-design was supposed to go. Keir was only supposed to be giving advice as a Royal Protection Agent but his experience as a pilot was also proving to be useful. He was about to start moaning about the state they'd left the avionics bay in when the base became chaotic. "Turn on the radio" one of the Lodjain fitters instructed and the usual mix of awful pop music wasn't playing but instead the news. Keir's Lodjain wasn't fluent but it was good enough to know that he had just heard the Queen had escaped a failed assassination attempt and then that his own embassy had been hit. Keir had left the hangar as an officer shut down the work for the day and found himself in the officers mess watching the 24 hour news, he couldn't believe what he was seeing. He tried phoning his buddy Tristian Rowe who he knew was based on the Isle but got no answer and began feeling nervous. Several hours later his phone went "Redfern" he replied. He had expected some kind of orders to come through and as soon as Alex had told him what was going on he had requisitioned one the bases helicopters and flown himself to Gaia. He arrived at the Stasiuk Plaza Hotel about an hour after Sebastian and having dumped his gear in his own room made his way down the corridor and knocked on the door. "Evening Seb." Keir greeted his former comrade before accepting one of the beers. "We hitting the mini-bar, Red Legion expenses have changed a lot since I left."

"Just think one day we'll be on the same expenses that allow us to have smart designer suits like you Royal Protection boys." the pair clinked beer bottles together and waited for the next arrivals.



With Queen Stasya staying in East Moreland or travelling with her husband for the time being it was a good time for Tillie Brekenridge to get some time off. She'd been loaned the penthouse apartment of Queen Stasya in Gaia and along with her partner Lindsay Easom had been enjoying the first three days of a two week break. They'd picked Lodja for their vaccation for two simple reasons, first it was the Penthouse of a Baronettes and socialite and therefore it didn't disappoint, amazing views of the city square, sadly none of the coast, its own hot tub and a bath-tub you could do laps of. It was also a good chance for Tillie to get some more practice in with her Lodjain which was already pretty damn good. The pair had spent the morning recovering from a few cocktails the night before and the first they knew of the attack was when Redfern phoned Tillie. "Hi Alex" Tillie said as she accepted the call. Alex briefed her on what had gone off and Tillie's silence betrayed the fact that this was something serious. "Who else you bringing in?" ........."Good.".....she reached for the pad and pen and noted down the hotel name and room number. "Alex, we could do with some electronic analysis on this and well I just so happen to have next to me a certain Major in Cyber Legion." Alex knew most of the key agents in the Royal Protection Agency well and was aware of what that meant. Tillie laughed and turned to Lindsay, "You've just been seconded to me, now quiet literally your ass belongs to me........Yes Alex we'll get there."

It was a quick shower, change and exit from the penthouse for the duo. They walked past what remained of the East Moreland embassy and both resisted the urge to stop and gawk and instead head to the Stasiuk Plaza Hotel where Sebastian and Keir were waiting. She knew Keir and recognised Sebastian by sight and so after some brief introductions the four sat with mini-bar beers as Alex Redfern joined them via the wonders of the internet.

"Welcome to the Dream Team" Alex began, "Or the three random people I knew in Lodja and their girlfriend. We need someone out there capable of contributing to the operations to secure Queen Klara and find King Leopold. "Go see the Cenneg, offer what assistance you can and Keir I'm putting you in charge of the Red Legionnaires in country, get a plan together to get after the Morelander and find out where Prince Isaak is. Happy hunting."


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« Reply #10 on: April 04, 2021, 08:10:52 PM »
The news of events in Lodja had been hotly debated in the cabinet room of First Minister Darijus Laine. The nation felt it sat at a kind of crossroads, on the one hand they wanted Lodja to reform but on the other hand you could not be seen to support what in essence was nothing more than an act of terrorism. The cabinet was carefully coming to the end of drafting their statement on the situation when one of the cabinet admin staff appeared and handed Laine a document. "I'm sorry First Minister but this has already been sent to press."




STATEMENT FROM THE KING OF CHISTOPOL

The Kingdom of Chistopol is saddened to hear of the attack on the legitimate throne of the Queendom of Lodja. We are also shocked by the blatant attack on the East Moreland embassy in Lodja the basis of embassies being able to operate fairly and safely is the cornerstone of international relations.

We believe firmly that Leopold Hamsik must now be hunted down and brought to justice before his actions can destabilise the Queendom and its neighbours. I ask all Chistopolians this evening to light a candle and ask Dievas, Triglav or Dodola to bless those who have lost their lives.

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"Arsehole" The First Minister muttered slightly more loudly than he had intended. "This is the reason we need to get rid of the senile old fool and his foul offspring." He thought for a moment, perhaps this was an oppurtunity he'd been looking to find for quiet a while now. He could release a statement that ran counter in some way to the monarchs and show that he didn't truly have the sense to reflect the thoughts of the people. The cabinet spent a few more minutes making changes to their statement and then released it just 30mins after the Kings.


OFFFICAL STATEMENT FROM CHISTOPOL

On behalf of the people of Chistopol we send our condolences to the people of Lodja and East Moreland who have today been killed.

We believe the actions of Leopold Hamsik are best described as terrorist actions and as a result his road-map to reform Lodja can not work if he is at the helm as it would see his nation become outcasts. As a result we believe that he must hand over Prince Isaak and the members of the Conclave. We would be willing to act as intermediaries to ensure their safe return. We also believe that Leopold Hamsik has raised issues that many Lodjians will feel must be discussed. As such if the return of the hostages is only possible with discussions on further freforms then we would be happy to mediate that. A peaceful resolution to this crisis must be discovered.

We pray for an end to the bloodshed and violence and our thoughts are with those mourning their dead.

Signed

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« Reply #11 on: April 04, 2021, 10:18:56 PM »
It was now three hours after the attack on Gaia. As was to be expected the Lodjain military had been stuck on high alert and now the Frigates Cephut and Triskeles set themselves on course to abandon their duties checking on fishing within the EEZ to hunt down the HMDS Morelander. The captains issued orders for the men to report to battlestations and the ships buzzed into action. The two ships were approaching on what would be a pincer movement from the East of Gaia hoping to catch the Morelander heading out to sea or perhaps a safe haven on one of the islands. The officers on the bridge kept a look out and couldn't see anything. It was then another Frigate, the Herne came in on the radio. "This is the Herne we've the HMDS Morelander on our screens, heading North. Will attempt to shadow."

One at a time various other ships in the area confirmed that they would begin heading in that direction to help in cornering the ship, hopefully before it left Lodjain waters. As they made their turn to follow the others the Cephut engines began to slow. "Command, this is the Cephut, it seems we've a fault on the engine. We're still mobile so will aim to make homeport in Iskor. It was about 300km across from Gaia to Iskor but the ship should easily make it.

"Roger that" Command called back in confident that enough ships were heading North after the Morelander. About thirty minutes later though the captain of the Cephut, Captain Feliks Gelashvili couldn't help but smile as the speck in the distance came closer and he could hear his men on the guard-rail cheering as the Morelander slipped alongside. Gelashvili had been a family friend for a number of years and was due under Leopold's orders to be the new Minister of Defence and the Duke of Alucard Minor. His cousin  Roman Morozov  was commanding the Herne northwards with the fleet chasing imaginery shadows which would allow the Morelander and its new friend Cephut to sneak their way to the base of operations Leopold had been working out on one of the Central Alucard Island chain. They had around 1,500km to go and fingers crossed they could avoid anyone of note.





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« Reply #12 on: April 05, 2021, 04:32:21 PM »
24 hours after the attack

Maryana Zima's phone buzzed and she smiled when she saw the message the funds she had been expecting since the phone call just a few hours after the attacks had come through. Maryana was a member of the very small Socialist Student Union and now with money sent through from Vadik Pasternak's Student Movement in Kaitaine she could forward money to all those that needed it. Her group had 50 members at most in Gaia and without exception they were plebs who struggled to juggle university education, supporting their family and jobs. While they didn't like the manifesto put forward by King Leopold they did support the idea for change. Over the next three hours the group made their way down to the Gaia dockside that serviced the Isle of the Goddess at high tide. The Guards on duty had just let the last vehicle drive over on the roadway towards the Palace. In just a few minutes the waves of the Alucard would have covered the causeway.

Maryana would have liked a chance to have utilised the causeway for their demonstration but the elements had seemingly conspired against her and so the small group of 50 or so pulled hastily made banners from their rucksacks and dragged them across the roadway. Two students  at either side of the road handcuffed themselves to the railings and then each person cuffed themselves to the next like a human chain. The guardsman were a little unsure what to do, in the past there had been the odd protest here but none that had materialised out of nowhere like this. Then they saw the banner. "Let the Monarchy of Lodja come" and "Give the people their voice" The obvious support for the monarchy angered the Guardsman and two approached the group and began trying to move them on and when that became difficult because of the handcuffs without a word the guards began striking the protestors with their rifle butts until they had been forced to the ground. By now the local police were also arriving and with their batons draw joined in the beating. The local media took in the scene and soon it would be shown all over the world. It took about an hour to get the cuffs off the first protestors and then one by one the group were taken away.

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« Reply #13 on: April 11, 2021, 10:17:19 PM »
36 HOURS AFTER THE ATTACK

The HMDS Morelander had got away, suddenly the Herne which had been communicating with the fleet that was now heading North lost their track. They'd done it just as the pursuing masses would have begun tracking it themselves and have easily discovered the ruse. Meanwhile the Morelander and its apparently stricken buddy the Ceput had reached Iskor and gone beyond to an uninhabited island on the southern end of the island chain known as the Central Alucard Islands. Tucked away in one of the many bays of the island known as simply S.I.08 under the designation system used by the Lodjain navy for these small island the ships began sorting themselves out. The first matter of business had been to deal with the crew of the Cephut who had no wish to join the mutiny. Out of a crew of 154 the majority had served on the ship from before the pre-military reform days and as a result this meant many of them had been handpicked by Captain Feliks Gelashvili. Many others had become so blindly loyal to Gelashvili that they had not even thought to question his decisions. The 38 who did though now found themselves with their hands tied and sat on the beach.

King Leopold appeared. He was changed out of his combat fatigues and now wore dress uniform of Field Marshall. He walked up and down the line and noted how it seemed the younger members of the crew had been against him. "Ladies and Gentleman I'm offering you a choice. On the one hand you can be one of the first to join the armed forces of the Monarchy of Lodja and join us as we try and make the lives of your families better. Most of you here are Plebs..Plebleians. You are serving to get your family the right to be Patricians. It will take three generations of service, some of you when you get discharged may have that but most of you will need to see your children and your grandchildren serve the Queen. Join us and tomorrow you're no longer seen as a second class citizen. Its a simple choice. Anyone who still wishes to support my wife will be staying here until we have settled this matter."  He stood and looked at them once more, "Anyone want to sign up?" There was no movement that could be considered positive and so Leopold moved to one side where crates of supplies were being unloaded. As soon as Leopold and the others had moved to one side there was a buzzing sound followed almost immediately by gunfire as the Ceput's CWIS guns and Heavy machine gun on the rails opened fire. Soon the water lapping at the sands edge saw rivers of blood flowing into them. "Such a waste" Leopold shook his head. "I did tell them they wouldn't leave until this was over though" he shrugged. "Have them buried, mark the graves. Once this is over we shall ensure they are sent to their families." A group of Marines nodded and moved forward, there were a few single gun shots as they discovered one of the loyalists hadn't died from the initial volley.

"You can't feel sorry for them." A female voice interrupted Leopold's Helene Tar had joined him on the shore, she was dressed in combat fatigues but with no rank slides or unit marking. "We knew some innocents would need to be sacrificed to make Lodja great. They took my first daughter, then cast away my 2nd. We have a nation that does not allow the strong to do what we do best, rule. Look at how Klara treated you. Casting you to one side when you could have lead us to better days." She placed a hand on Leopold's chest. "soon the people will come to our banner and we'll remake Lodja the right way but until then we must do what needs to be done."

"You're right." Leopold nodded in agreement. "We must wait here 48 hours now. This is the dangerous time but hopefully with everyone in the North we'll be fine." The teams of sailors were setting up what would be a kind of HQ by taking over the caves and coves here. With luck they'd be gone before anyone else found them and hopefully part two of the plan would be in full swing. "Have you heard from Alana?" Leopold asked.

Helene smiled, "Yes, she told me she's fine. One of her friends broke a hand but that's not our concern. For now she serves us best unwittingly feeding us the goings on in the Palace." Helene had hoped her young daughter Alana would have become a key member of the government like Anfisa, the grand-daughter of Queen Sonya had. Princess Anfisa was today considered one of the top diplomats Lodja had and Helene had hoped Alana would take her place in time but Klara had instead brought in her own little friends.



The Cenneg Embassy in Gaia.

Klara now had a new Security detail, it was made up of nine men and two women. There was the members of the Warriors of Gaia, three Cenneg members of the Royal Kerns Commando's and the four newly arrived Morelanders. "I need to get back to the Palace" Klara said angrily at the briefing but was told that wouldn't be possible until a full sweep of the place had been done and that might take several more days.

"With respect Your Majesty we need to be seen to have a fully working government and that means being in the same place as the others and making decisons. We can't do that here and we can't do that at the Palace."

"So we're going to Noginsk?" The Queen complained. It was as far away from Gaia as it was possible to get before you crossed into Aosta and it was also a city she didn't particularly enjoy.

"Yes we are" her new chief bodyguard, Emil Radenov, informed her. He was one of the men who had been trained by Red Legion when they first began specialist training and as a result had been out of the Queendom for the last 12 months or so. He was considered a safe pair of hands and so was now in charge of this little merry band. "We move out in an hour." The team made efforts to get as much ready as possible. The Queen's entourage was paired down as much as possible. Crown Princess Roksana was going to remain in the capital,  while the remaining Conclave members would head their under a different security team. Klara knew life in Noginsk would be different as there was no big Palace, no staff and the team had insisited only one Lady in Waiting, in this case Anna Immich the most senior of the four. "Once we get there we have a TV appearence ready."




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« Reply #14 on: April 12, 2021, 07:38:12 PM »
Skies above the Alucard

In the skies above the Alucard four Dragonbane II's spread themselves out, they were ground attack aircraft by design but they had one particular advantage for the current situation around Lodja, the chase for the Morelander was on and according to the various radio calls it was heading north, finding it, getting visual confirmation and monitoring it was therefore the order of the day and this was where these four Dragonbane's came in, not chosen for anything other than the amount of hardpoints under their wings, instead of weapons however they were each equipped with Patronus drones, within moments the drones were away, from there it was all down to the operators to survey the area and see what they could find. With the job done the Dragonbane's banked away looking for their tanker and then they'd head home.

INS Rhyth Icerider

Captain Fiona Baines had spent most of the last thirty six hours mumbling about how she was the unluckiest Captain in the Achkaerinese Navy, her ship the Rhyth Icerider a Musketeer Class had been using its AUV's and UUV's to do some oceanography in the southern Alucard and the Antalin and that had made them the closest Achkaerinese ship to Lodja when everything had hit the fan, so they'd been ordered to head north and to monitor the situation until the ships designated for evacuation duty got there, of course Fiona knew that if things got any worse that she'd be getting the call to pull people out. Above all though Fiona didn't like the situation she was being presented with the Morelander was the same type of vessel as hers, to some extent that helped in that she knew what the Morelander was likely capable of but Captain's were known for having a trick or two up their sleeve.

Thinking about the search Fiona half smiled, the Alucard was one giant haystack but there could only really be one end to the game of hide and go seek, it didn't matter how well designed the ship was this wasn't the Star Trek universe cloaking devices didn't exist sooner or later someone would get a visual, it didn't matter who did but when they did the net would close in. The one problem with that was that Leopold would know that as well and with so many nations having designated the Morelander as rogue or pirate his options would narrow, that factor alone went some way to explaining why he'd taken hostages - the breathing space they afforded. But breathing space for what? What had Leopold achieved? He'd failed to kill the Queen, he'd attacked the East Moreland embassy and considering those actions Mundus wouldn't back a terrorist so what was he up to?

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« Reply #15 on: April 14, 2021, 02:26:25 PM »
A joint EM and UC post

The CNN had determined a joint fleet would be sent towards Lodja should it be requested by Klara, they had also planned to act as a kind of blockade to ensure Leopold didn't disappear. The issue though would be it would take the best part of a week for the Maori to arrive and at least another few days for the Morelanders. King Finley had therefore taken the decision to sent the Cenneg ships now and have everyone catch up. Claith may have been the capital of Ui Cenneslaig but it was Ardanary where much of the Navy hung out. The town now had anchored off shore a growing Cenneg fleet ready to head across the Alucard. There was one though that looked out of place, the Ekra-Badger sat bobbing among the Cenneg ships. Currently as the sun was raising a series of small boats were ferrying East Moreland Marines out to the Ekra-Badger which was capable of carrying 200 soldiers and having flown in last night they were now readying. The trip over would take the fleet several days however the Ekra-Badger would do the trip in a few hours, they'd be a stop to refuel and the large capacity allowed them to carry extra containers of fuel that they'd use while at sea. It would take the best part of the morning for the fleet to depart but by midday the flotilla watched as the Ekra-Badger took off and then followed in its wake.

OOC- Cenneg Fleet as follows
Carrier:- Conn
Destroyers:- David The Saint & Mail Choluim
Frigate:- Sirlam
Subs:- Enna Airgdech and Rothechaid



Back in Northfort Queen Stasya was still bending King David's ear to essentially send the entire might of the East Moreland military to Lodja. David however was having non of it. At the moment the Lodjains didn't have a spreading problem. The King was obviously concerned by the first protest, both the fact it had sprung up so quickly and then by the way it had been handled to him it suggested a breakdown in command and control and David would be happy when the Lodjain Queen got to Noginsk and they could get her secure and in front of the media. "We should cancel our trip." Stasya demanded as she once more marched into David's office. "How does it look going on a four day tour of Wellow, a nation we hardly are friends with, when our closest ally is in chaos."

David took hold of her hand, "Lodja is not in chaos. We've everything in hand at the moment and just because I'm not here doesn't mean we can't respond. I'll have Freya here and Redfern those two are not exactly inexperienced when it comes to handling this kind of situation. I'm a phone call away and Ironside One means we run a war from there." He saw Stasya look nervous as he mentioned war and hugged her. "Not that they'll be a war." He said trying to reassure her. A few more days and Leopold will have a pretty large naval force looking for him and then we can get this sorted out."

"And kill him?" Stasya said angrily.

"Not unless we have to." David said. "He needs to stand trial."

"We should demand he be extradited for the attack on the embassy. Then hang him." It was a possibility but David thought it unlikely and even then it would be a rather messy affair if it went that far. While David didn't like to say it perhaps the situation would be better for everyone if a Red Legion bullet found its way to Leopold's skull. "Look we leave for Wellow shortly, go get yourself sorted and relax. Nothing will happen for a few days anyway. The Cenneg are en-route and we'll have their backs."

"OK" Stasya didn't sound very reassured but went off to ensure her Ladies in Waiting had finished packing her things for the upcoming trip.

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« Reply #16 on: April 14, 2021, 08:54:37 PM »
Thanks to Dave for the proof reading.



The Umberto was the perfect ship for such a scenario. The various systems had been finely tuned to allow it to suck in as much data and radio traffic as possible and now sat just outside the North of Lodja's EEZ with the Ansprand sat just a few hundred meters away should things get heated. They had picked up the message from the Herne that the Morelander was heading North, that could potentially see it pass close to if not into Aostan EEZ. As such They began marshalling in other assets. They'd got the Herne on radar and we expecting to get the Morelander on screen any moment, but it never came. A P-3 maritime patrol aircraft was ready to take a closer look if necessary and by now a pair of aircraft with anti-ship missiles were beginning to get close enough to act as a deternant should Leopold try and go further that way. Thirty minutes later still nothing and word was passed back to base.

As information passed it's way up the chain of command it was clear something odd was going on and a senior officer took the information to the two Regents. "Please pass this onto the Lodjains." Prince Lorenzo commanded.

"Which Lodjains?" Princess Birgidia added, "Their such a corrupt nation we have no idea who is on which side. We could very well pass this discovery onto their people and have it disappear or else be twisted. I believe therefore that we should utilise our agreement with the Morelanders. We agreed to maintain embassies with them and so I think we should call their ambassador here now."

Lorenzo didn't like to admit it but his sister was often right when it came to military matters and so he slid the telephone on the desk towards his sister and she made the call to trigger the Morelander ambassador being summoned.

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« Reply #17 on: April 15, 2021, 10:53:10 PM »
Sir John Miller knew his assignment to Aosta was essentially a "winding down" one. The Foreign Office believed that Aosta was a place where the only duty of an ambassador would be to help promote cultural exchanges and support Morelanders who had lost their passport and the like. Sir John was therefore rather surprised when his secretary informed him the Prince Lorenzo had personally been on the phone asking for him to attend the Palace. Sir John had on idea what the reason for his summons was and so lifted the phone and dialled home and began a brief conversation with members of staff at the Foreign Office. It was clear that they had no particular concern back home but a few had suggested it could have been to do with the embassy bombing. Miller ensured he had everything he needed and made his way to the Palace via his diplomatic car. Upon arrival at the Palace he presented his credentials and waited to be shown to those who had requested his presence.

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« Reply #18 on: April 18, 2021, 01:43:44 PM »
Island S.I.08 in the Central Alucard Islands.

The crews of the Cephut and Morelander had spent most of the day unloading their various cargos off and into the caves that made up a large part of the island. The rest was thick green vegetation with an old volcanic crater at the centre. It looked like something out of a castaway adventure movie but it had at several times in its history been a hive of pirate activity, throughout history it had enjoyed several names, the Smoking Island, the Hollow Isle and the Isle of Gold, mainly because of the fictional tales of buried pirate gold. The formation of the bays would act as a kind of shield against ship based radar while the location would hopefully preclude searches by air as it was tucked away from the route they'd been taking. A pair of light motors could be heard and soon two fishing boats rounded the bays eastern most point. The Lodjians loyal to Leopold didn't react as their arrival had been expected. Ten minutes later a group of five men clad in tatty t-shirts and shorts splashed ashore looking for Leopold.

"Gentleman welcome" Leopold motioned to them to follow him as he headed towards one of the caves. "As you are no doubt aware by now our attack did not go according to plan and my wife is sadly still alive. We did however get half of their government. This does not change my agreement with you. You help us create the Monarchy and we hand over the islands we have agreed on and recognise you as the King of the Empire of Water Nomads."

Luokun Wutib had around 25,000 Water Nomads who recognised him as their tribal leader and he was desperate to increase that number and achieving some kind of prestigious close friendship would be key to that. He had vision of leading his aquatic based comrades into some glorious future where they controlled the whole of the island chain and even more ambitiously the Alucard itself. "So we can expect some of your countryman to arrive looking for you and no doubt they'll bring with them their Celtic friends and maybe more."

"Yes." Leopold had hoped that the blind loyalty of the majority of Lodjians to the worship of Sessifet him eliminating the Queen and capturing the Priestesses who sat on the Conclave would have seen people follow him, sadly that had failed and now he must play the longer game. That would involve sewing seeds of disharmony across the Alucard and maybe even further afield and with the Water Nomads as allies that would at least help in the short term. "We have however a plan for such a thing."

It was true that they had discussed such a scenario however Luokun had hoped it wouldn't be neccessary. "My men stand ready to carry out what you've suggested. Do you have the equipment you promised." Leopold waved to a group of Marines who picked up a series of crates.

"You should have everything you need. Now Your Majesty" he gave a theatrical bow to Luokun before continuing, "We both have work to do."

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« Reply #19 on: April 25, 2021, 10:32:24 PM »
The Temple of Sessifet in Harby

Since the incident in Lodja there had been some tension around the Temple. On one hand the local Sessifet worshipping community had come down to show support to the Queen of Lodja and the clergy who worked here. Meanwhile some wishing for reform and several from more left leaning groups had come to protest for change. Stuck in the middle was the Harby Light Horse Regiment who had sent several people to monitor the situation, a APC sat between the two groups which were trading insults and the exchange of chants. Every now and again an object would get thrown from one side to the other and one of the Light Horse would try and work out who had thrown it but often the only thing that happened as a result was something being thrown back. There would be a back and forth which would see the Light Horse push both sides back and the situation would calm down.

As night began to fall it became harder to keep order and unbeknown to the Light Horse a trio of those supporting the Brotherhood sneaked over the Temple compounds wall and into the sanctory of the Temple itself. Two Priestesses were busying themselves with the evenings final act of the day, removing the offerings to the various statues. Things that were perishable such as flowers or food were placed in compost bins. They would help the beautiful gardens and vegetable plots grow. Meanwhile material goods such as jewellrey, coins and fabrics would be stored for now their future to be determined later, some would be sold, some given to charity and others put on display. One girl dragged a large black bin on wheels while the other had a trolley on which they could stack the material goods. It was a job that took only around half an hour most days but today with the temple being largely closed because of the protest there was a lot less to deal with. The two girls gasped though when the masked intruders appeared and two took hold of them dragging them by the hair as the other moved ahead stalking for the senior Priestess. They found her in an office filling in a diary. "We are members of the Plebleian Committee for Change and we demand that you support our demands to have Queen Klara accept the reforms of King Leopold" He produced a short sword from behind him, being Bakkermaya they weren't exactly hard to get hold of. "You will all stay here until we get what we want."



The next morning a recorded message was released.

"My name is Archie Rutzov, I am a Bakkermayan citizen of Lodjain descent. My family have followed Sessifet all our lives, we have been loyal to the Goddess but the Goddess has not fulfilled her obligations via Klara. We know the Goddess would not desert us yet for some reason Klara denies us the right to improve our standing. My ancestors are Plebs, but we had no choice to leave our homeland and come here to prosper. Now Queen Klara can step aside, she can still protect the Goddess but the people of Lodja must be freed from this two tier system and King Leopold is the only one who can achieve this for my cousins in my ancestoral homeland. We have three members of Sessifets Priesthood with us and they are safe. They will remain with us until such a time as Queen Klara hands over control to the King. Unless this happens within 48 hours action will be taken." 

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« Reply #20 on: May 01, 2021, 11:09:09 PM »
Noginsk

The Queen and her new entourage arrived at Noginsk Palace with very little fanfare. The only people in the know where those of  Emil Radenov's detail, Klara and her Lady in Waiting Anna Immich, the last person in the know was Lord Silvan Pajari who had willingly handed over control of his Ducal Palace to the Queen. He hadn't even informed his staff of the arrival and his own daughter Crown-Princess Roksana wasn't even informed. The Duke had arranged for the helicopter to land in the huge forecourt of his ancestoral home and was waiting as the security detail emerged. He seemed delighted when Klara, his daughter in law was helped down and then turned to witness his household assembling with their mouths gapeing. "Your Divine Majesty, welcome to Noginsk, anything you need we'll sort out." the helicopter was shutting down now clearly intending to stay there.

"Thank you" a visibly annoyed Klara said as the team ushered her inside.

Anna had a tough time carrying all the bags of the Queen but the rifles the escort were carrying meant she was left to it. They'd had a room prepared for her and Emil had studied the plans of the Palace to ensure they went straight to the room. Once inside the escort took up positions outside leaving Klara and Anna alone. The room was rather small. It had been selected because it was as central to the Palace as possible. Klara sat on the bed and began to cry, it was the first time that she had been anywhere near alone since the attack and now everything could flood out. Anna sat on the bed and just held the Queen while she sobbed. After a while though the seasoned lady in waiting knew there was business to get down to. The Queen would be appearing on TV that evening and before then Maria Shvets one of the nations leading Priestesses would be making an announcement.



Maria was in Ghazel, her hometown, a place around 100km inland from Gaia. She had been relieved that her father hadn't been involved in the incident. She was angry about Leopold, she had encouraged Klara to marry him and had been convinced. She would be expected now to speak on live TV. She had opted to wear her white and black priestess robes and was stood before her families own private alter.  She took a deep breath and began.

"When the world began there were a number of Gods and Goddess, a world of fantastical creations. Through greed and envy these turned against each other and humanity was caught in the middle destined to suffer as collateral damage. Thankfullty for mankind Sessifet used her guile, her strength and her beauty to ensure that she tricked, cohereced and then out fought the other Gods in order to save us all. In the end it cost her the physical perfection she embodied and with a dying physical form and not wishing to leave us a contract was made between humanity and the Goddess. We would provide a vessel for her and in return she would give her knowledge and wisdom to us via the vessel. We have for millenia honoured that contract in Lodja and we have seen a nation stand the test of time as the world around us has changed. Sessifet has yet to give us the perfect world, we must strive to do her work and to bring more to her worship before that is possible, but Lodjains have enjoyed long standing peace, growing prosperity and happiness. Now though we have a man willing to break the contract. Leopold was given a chance men across Mundus would die for, to be the companion of a Goddess and yet he has messed that up and plunged us towards a civil war. I urge all true Lodjains, all true followers of Sessifet to this night show your support for Queen Klara and at sunset gather at your Temple with candles. We as a nation must show Leopold we remain true to our Goddess. Long live Queen Klara, Guardian of Sessifet."
 

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« Reply #21 on: May 05, 2021, 11:02:41 PM »
The East Moreland fleet had expected the Cenneg to hang around but when they reached Ardanary in Ui Cenneslaig they had already departed. This left the Morelander fleet a chance to quickly resupply before heading west across the Alucard. The Ekrabadger had gone on before everyone though so as the REMNS Ostlake with its escort of the Northfort, the shiny new destroyers Suvewal and Naqjej and finally the Frigate of Christian The Dark made their way to join the search for the renegade vessel the Morelander. With the vast number of islands, bays, atolls and various other landforms it was going to be like searching for the preverbal needle in a haystack.

The Ekrabadger however had already arrived in the Central Alucard Island chain and was moored up as several of the crew were busy setting up the pump system. The unique design meant the cargo bay could be used to house an inflatable bladder holding enough fuel for practically a full refuel at sea. The process was rather slow but it gave the Marines onboard a chance to have a bit of a swim and relax before starting the rattling onward voyage. THey had come to rest at the midpoint between two island, each about 10km off their wingtips and according to the various charts they were uninhabited. The briefing they'd been given prior to departure had told them that at the islands it wasn't uncommon for the Water Nomad to come over and approach the vessels of the Navy, quiet often scrounging for bits to repair their ships or offering trinkets for sale. They were harmless enough and when two small boats began to appear from one of the islands no one was really surprised. A pair of Marines were tasked with providing watch over the Ekra-Badger and from the top of the wings watched carefully. Some words were shouted from the approaching boats when they got to within range but no one could understand them. It was only when the boats were within about twenty meters or so that the Marines could see them men holding up some big fish as though trying to sell them. The Marines waved that they didn't want them but several more things were held up, other fish, what looked like a turtle shell, some trinkets made out of shells. All of this though was an elaborate distraction as from the side of the boat hidden from a view a pair of water nomads had discreetly rolled over the side of their vessel and carried with them a pair of boxes containing bombs. Each box was about the size of the palm of a mans hand and had magnets mounted on the outside. Each of the men were usually diving for fish among the coral and utilising their skill for holding their breath easily made it under the Ekrabadger unnoticed, they attached their devices, surfaced on the far side of the Ekra-Badger and took a breath before returning to the ship. The timers were ticking down and now clearly getting no sale to the Marines they waved goodbye and headed away. The hatches were being set when the two tiny booms filled the air. Two small holes about the size of footballs formed in the belly of the Ekra-Badger.

"Abandon ship" the pilot called as he and his men grabbed their survival gear, made a radio call and headed for the rear ramp as the vessel began to slowly submerge. The process was slow, taking a good hour before the water was up to your waist in the interior and the group sat bobbing in bright yellow survival rafts as they prepared to call for the Lodjian vessels to come get them. The team though were concerned about being picked up by Lodjains, after all what if they were loyal to Leopold and so with that in mind they had called for the approaching Cenneg and began paddling for the island they'd not seen the Water Nomads come from. It took about an hour  to reach the beach helped by the waves. There the Marines dragged all the gear ashore and set up a perimeter. While the Water Nomads were known to not like spending time ashore they weren't about to rule it out 130 Morelanders were stranded now on the beach for about a day and determined that they'd get revenge.

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Re: The Birth of the Monarchy -Open RP
« Reply #22 on: May 10, 2021, 09:28:04 PM »
With the King now in Eskdale it gave Alex Redfern some room to deal with the various situations in his own way. He could spend time formulating his own plan and then when ready present them to David knowing that the more traditional military thinkers in the briefing room wouldn't have a chance to shoot them down from the get go. Overnight Alex had been up late in the family suite in the Palace. He would wander off and come back and fire some Air Force type questions at Freya who knew he was up to something but knew best to just let him crack on with things.

Around 10 hours after the Ekrabadger had gone down he had cracked it and headed to get the King on the phone. It took a while and various conversations with underlings but finally David appeared on the screen. "I understand you have something" David had become used to these meetings with Alex over the years and usually they'd born fruit and so David was willing to give him some time.

"Simple, we can't trust these water nomads now. We need to cover a large area as quickly as possible and so I'd like to suggest Operation Aqua Meche." Alex beamed broadly.

"Aqua Meche. What you been smoking?" David asked shaking his head.

"Let me explain then." Alex was visibly excited. "We utilise a series of small fast boats to patrol the region and keep a communication corridor from the Cenneg ports to Lodja open through the Alucard Islands. A team of maybe three Marines and two Red's per boat We've had the Fast Attack Craft in Red Legion for a while and those Marines have wanted a crack. Lets unleash them."

"How we getting them to the Alucard now the fleets left?" David asked knowing the small patrol boats lacked the range to cross the Alucard.

"Simple. We throw them in the back of a cargo plane. Now I know what your next question is. Where do the cargo planes land." Alex tapped away on his laptop keyboard and a picture appeared seemingly taken from a satellite. "That is island  S.I.113. Its smack bang in the East-West axis of the Island chain. Its uninhabited as it essentially sits about 10 meters at its highest above sea level and there is nothing there but sand and rock. It 1,500 meters long and was once considered a long time ago as a potential place for the Cenneg to build a landing strip for space related stuff. We build an airstrip there. We load the Ekrabadger II with the Marston Mat's, its six hours down to the Ui Cenneslaig port, then eight hours later they can be at 113. The Navy can drop Marines from the fleet ongoing. They build the thing, 48 hours and we can get the first cargo planes in. We can then steadily fly out of it, taking in supplies and having these roving patrols kicking the crap out of anything in the way. We also give ourselves the chance to widen our search for the Morelander as we can bring in all manner of air assets in theory."

David was silent for a while and Alex knew better than to interupt while he was musing over what was being asked. "We may take some flak over the FSC. I'll make it clear we are not claiming the island, just using it. Beyond that screw them, we need to show the Nomads that if they sink one of our ships they've woken the sleeping beast. You've my go ahead."

"Excellent" Alex was rather looking forward to this. Having finished the call he popped down to the briefing room and told the Chief's of Staff, most of whom thought he had gone mad, and David even madder for allowing it. Brigadier Kelly though looked on with a kind of father's pride and a thumbs up when he thought no one was watching. Orders were sent and at Portworth Naval base the supplies of Marston Mat were hastily being loaded. It had been anticipated the Ekrabadger II would be sent down and so that was fuelled and ready to go, they just weren't expecting this kind of operation but building airfields in the middle of nowhere had become somewhat of a hobby for the Morelanders in combat operations and this would just be one more.

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Re: The Birth of the Monarchy -Open RP
« Reply #23 on: May 12, 2021, 09:18:54 PM »
All morning Lodjian social media had been bombarded with links being posted by obvious bot accounts, hundreds if not thousands of them spamming the internet. It meant that when the specified time in the link was reached those who clicked on it were taken to a view of the board room on the Morelander. The camera was set up at one end of the table with Leopold sat at the far end. Down each side of the table were three members of the Conclave, to the left Maxim Schnoor (Minister of Home Affairs), Vissarion Novikov (Minister of Education) and Lord Yuily Shvets (Minister of Housing). Opposite them sat Lady Ninel Naomov (Minister of Foreign Affairs), Isay Yakovlev (Minsiter of Environmental Affairs) and Borys Volkov (Junior Education Minister). Each of the six minister looked smartly dressed and in good health. "Good morning" King Leopold seemed to address the Ministers more than the camera. "I would like to thank each of you for attending the first meeting of the 1st Conclave of the Monarchy of Lodja. We have apologise sent from the Tribune of the Plebs and several Ministers. Do you need me to go through the list or are we all good to begin."

The six others looked back and forth at each other before Lord Yuily Shvets confirmed they could move on. "That is fine." He replied quietly.

"Sorry Lord Yuily what was that?" Leopold put the papers he'd been holding down and looked at the Lord directly.

Yuily licked his lips and looked away from Leopold, "I said that is fine Your Majesty" his voice was only just slightly louder than before.

"Excellent then down to business." Leopold picked up the papers and began to read, "First order of business is to put in place the Transference of the Crown Act. It will be a new piece of legislation that will put the throne into a more stable position. Over the last few years we've had instability through the manner of our crowns inheritance, first Queen Sonya brought nearly 90 years of stability on the throne, then we had a child in Vikotoria who lasted just a few years and then another young Queen in my wife. Viktoria and Klara were never ready for the throne. They had been young 18 year old girls with dreams of fancy weddings and living the life of a young noblewoman. Look at the strong monarchies across the world, East Moreland, Achkaerin or Ui Cenneslaig. Each of these have been able to prepare and groom their future monarch for taking control. As such they have been blessed with a leader who is capable of ruling and doing so with coherence rather than constant changes like we've seen. Therefore I think we should have a royal dynasty starting from Queen Klara. In future we shall have eiter a female member of the royal family act as the Guardian of Sessifet or have the Priesthood appoint a Guardian. Do I have your support for this Act."

Around the table there were muted nods until Lord Yuily Shvets spoke up. "No. I am sorry but we can not break with the word of the Goddess. The Queen must be the Guardian and there are rules set about her. Now with time a few changes have come, be it moving the age from 14, then 16 to now 18. I would support moving the age to 21 but nothing else. The Queen must be choosen as it always has been."

Leopold looked visibly shocked and outlined his arguement largely just as already had been done. "Perhaps this will convince you Lord Yuily"

"No" Yuily said defiantly. "The Guardian of Sessifet must be the Queen. She must be selected as the one most deserving, the most pretty, the most charming and the most committed to the Queendom." The last word brought a visible scowl onto Leopolds face. "Our Queen's selection has been an integral part of the nation's heritage for culture for centuries. It must remain so."

Leopold was visibly annoyed. "Well as we have a voice of descent we must vote." Leopold put the papers on the table. "Those in favour of the Act?" Everyone around the table including Leopold but excluding Lord Yuily raised their hand. "Those opposed." Yuily raised his hand instantly and high, like a small child excitedly trying to give a teacher an answer. Leopold gave him another dirty look. "That is six votes in favour, one against, the Act passes and is now law. As such the heir to the throne is now Prince Isaak. I think we'll leave business there for today as we've all duties to attend to." With that the camera went off.