by The Dominion of St Abby Dispatch Office
The heather bloomed with fresh buds. Acting as the besoms of spring, they rustled through the wind, with flocks of bees finding their buds sweet. Moss campion surround large rocks, forming a bed of green with pink flowers on the top.
Eliezer believed the sights were beautiful. Jinha was a different case.
"We're heading the right way," Eliezer looks at the compass in his palm. "not too far now. Sun is in our favor at least. It's afternoon." Eliezer turns around to look at Jinha, riding his horse, whom was not paying attention to his words.
"Jinha!"
"What?"
"Did you even hear what I said?" Eliezer remarked.
"No."
"Idiot." Eliezer muttered. Not caring if he heard or not.
. . .
The city was now in front of them. The rubble remaining as it had been. The only exception was that the barbed wire had been knocked down, forming a barrier of shrapnel for them to walk on. Concertina wire, an annoying obstacle.
"I don't think we should enter the city. It's most likely filled with those dragon-walking bastards." Eliezer responded. "Also, we have your horse. The rubble within the city will make it difficult for us to bring him along."
Jinha nods. He gives a sigh, and responds. "Are you sure this mission will work, or is it a waste of time?" Jinha was having doubt over the purpose of this mission. Having second-thoughts over the whole thing.
"Look, you agreed to this expedition. If you leave, it's none of my concern, only yours. This could be the only chance we have to saving your girlfriend. Go ahead, leave, but I'm going in order to finish what I've started."
Eliezer turns around back to the barbed wire, he looks north, noticing the wire extends further. "The wire extends north, we can follow it until we reach something." He beckons with his head towards Jinha. "Lets go."
It was already sunset, and they had successfully trekked a long way from their starting place. They formed a makeshift camp within a cavern alongside a small hill. On top of the hill was a good look of the rest of the city. Allowing for you to examine the large but rotten structures, war had ruined them.
Eliezer remained resting on the wall of the cavern, looking at the small campfire they had made. Jinha remained outside, talking with his horse. Eventually, he came inside, grabbed his rifle he left in the cavern, then went back outside to stand guard and to sleep outside.
"Interesting," Eliezer murmured. "if it rains, it's not my fault." He pulls out the map of the Rowandale Sea and begins examining it.
I hope I'm not being wrong about this. But what if there is no remnants? What if I die trying?
After long desperate thoughts, he fell asleep.
Spring of 2021 has been filled with productivity, and many changes. We added Unanda as our new Elder of Foreign Affairs. We have a lot of upcoming plans to accomplish this spring season that will bring us to warp speed.
• Joining The URA: I like the way President Suvmia has taken this organization. It took us about 8 months to decide. This will help achieve strengthening our friendship with the World Assembly community, and let us be apart of huge, and historical importance. We will begin the process soon.• Foreign Affairs Expansion: Expanding is a major key for our region. By the end of 2021, I like to have official embassies with The North Pacific, and the South Pacific. That’s only the tip of the iceberg. With Unanda, and The fallen word, I will be asking them to develop a better Ambassador Program, more detailed Foreign Policy, and conducting regular embassy audits, and issuing decrees for our ambassadors. We must conduct our Foreign Policy in a more dignified manner. That we shall.• Executive Mandate 003-21: This executive mandate establishes May as our Foundation Month. This will be a month long celebration of events, regional history, and we will release our plans for the St Abby Historical Society that will fall under our Culture Committee! 18 years is an amazing achievement!• Expanding the office of Chief Elder: My predecessors have explored the capabilities of the office of Chief Elder. There’s not a lot of precedents set for this office. I have tried my best to create, and write a traditional way of serving in this position. Now this doesn’t mean by increasing the power of the office. This is more establishing new traditions, preservation of our regional history, protecting our region from invasions, and being a light for our citizens to look to when in need. The best thing about St Abby is we have a chill atmosphere. You can make a name for yourself, or even restore your credibility. I’m proud of our revitalization era here! I took the weirdest path to get here. I left The Free Nations Region to escape persecution that I never asked for. My career was almost over , but I came here! And I said this would where I retire. That’s going to be awhile though. The crowd huffs a sigh of relief. • Creating a Fun Environment: Finally, I want to continue our growth of regional opportunities. We will be having regional newspaper games, and much more. We will focus on increasing incentives for joining the World Assembly like the Guardians of Abby. We have so many opportunities here like Dream World, and regional RP. We will see more gameside polls, RMB debates, and eventually Outer Council elections!! I will close with this. Hawkswind, and the regional founders created this region for us to enjoy. Kitsco sacrificed his kingdom, and stepped down to keep peace in St Abby! This region has incredible potential, and history! We are writing our chapter now!
• The Foreign Affairs Committee may grant asylum to a nation who seeks it. That said nation must have been persecuted, or kicked out of their home region illegally. That said nation can’t apply for asylum if they committed a severe crime.
• The Foreign Affairs Committee may deem any region or nation persona non grata if they are problem in Nationstates, or a threat to St Abbaddon with a simple majority vote.
• The Foreign Affairs Committee reserves the right to subpoena any ambassador to or for St Abbaddon.
• All diplomats, current, or future, will be required to apply for a passport visa, that will be kept on file.
• The Elder of Foreign Affairs is the main contact for Foreign Policy.
• The Foreign Affairs Committee will hold all diplomats accountable to follow all regional laws, rules, and customs. This isn’t excluded to St Abbaddon Constitution, Supreme Council Resolutions, Lord Reaper Decree’s, or Chief Elder Executive Mandates.
• Diplomats may keep nations in the region, join the World Assembly as long as they apply for a diplomatic visa. They may also become citizens if they wish to with consent from their main region they represent.This plan will help strengthen St Abby’s Foreign Policy as a whole. It looks like St Abbaddon keeps moving forward.
Jesse. "A massive airship (like spaceships but can't go into space yet) fleet has been spotted approaching Draganisia from the west. It looks much like the same one that attacked Rowandale."
Brian. "Mara has many allies. Mainly those who already hated us. It's no surprise she is uniting them all against us."
Jesse. "And yet I still think there is more to this. What are you not telling me? What happened?"
Brian. "Assassin's killed our mother during the Dragon Civil War that destroyed the Empire thousands of years ago. At first my father did originally want to help humanity become like us but after that he and my sister changed. They wanted to wipe out humanity entirely and so me and Gladius stopped them. But in the end I couldn't kill her when I should have. So now she is coming for revenge along with all the others who want us dead as well."
Jesse. "Ok. I agree she needs to be stopped. But I still feel that there is more going on than that. You are afraid of something and it isn't just her."
Brian. "You are right. There are much worse things in the universe that want us dead and every second they get closer. If you think Makarov is evil... You haven't seen anything yet. Which is why I am worried. If Mara and her Dark Dragons can do this much damage by themselves... We will never be ready for what is truly coming."
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“If we don’t destroy them than they won’t stop until they destroy us. This is not about the Light or Darkness. This is simply about survival.” Makarov said to the large Purple Dragon Mara as other Dragons were gathering around them.
Mara however disagreed with him. “But it doesn’t have to be this way. Thousands of years have passed since Brian first put me in the Dreaming City. It was hard but I have had time to think about what he said and what we need to do in order to have peace.”
“You had it Hard?!” Now Makarov was angry. “At least Brian put you there because he thought it would actually help you. My Own Family Betrayed Me!!! My father left me for dead! And then he even sent forces to kill me in order to hide what I had found.”
Mara was curious. “And what did you find?”
Makarov answered. “The truth. There is no Light Dragons or Dark Dragons. It’s just a lie Brian and his father created in order to justify what they did during the Fall of the Dragon Empire. The “Heroes” and their fight against Abbaddon himself was only a part of a much larger conflict. Abbaddon found something that they considered a threat to their existence. However while most wanted to destroy it… He embraced the power he found. Something that maybe we should do as well.”
Makarov had a black aura around him now and it was terrifying Mara. “What have you done?!”
Makarov gave an evil smile. “You think there might finally be peace but the rest of us know the truth. I called out for help in order to survive and the Darkness answered. If we are going to survive than we need to do whatever is necessary. If we have to become the Dark Dragons they say we are in order to survive… Than So Be It !!!”
The townspeople had been kind enough. Eliezer, Gretel, Helena, and Simmons had managed to camp out in the hills outside of the village. When they had entered, the townspeople had gotten suspicious of them, though they welcomed them once they saw that they weren't enemies or members of the "Anarchists".
"This is a wild bunch." Gretel had said as they had first entered the village. It had been around four days since they first entered, and everything was fine currently. The weather had been bad though. Rain had been pouring for three days consecutively without end, this was angering Simmons whom wanted to leave as soon as possible.
Eliezer shook his head. "They may seem like a 'wild bunch' but they don't seem aggressive. Which is what we need right now. The less enemies the better." Brian had given Eliezer and the others the task of protecting Helena, which meant having the last amount of enemies as possible.
Though it was around dawn, it continued to rain heavily. Eliezer was reading a book while sitting inside one of the tents. Eliezer was sitting on a wool-blanket that he had traded for at one of the market stands in the village, an old woman had crafted them. Eliezer had traded the mat for several cans of food which he possessed in his knapsack. Gretel and Simmons had gone hunting for rabbits in the moorland the other day, but since the weather has been bad, they only managed to capture around four rabbits these past couple days.
"Bad luck," Gretel had said after one of her hunts. "might as well call quits on hunting rabbits." She lifted one of the rabbits to show Helena and Abby. "This smack ball of fur probably wouldn't even be good to trade for with the villagers."
Gretel had managed to get some good trades though with the rabbits; a bottle of whiskey. She was pretty drunk two days ago, and had scared the living daylight out of Helena. Abby bit Gretel in the leg once Gretel attempted to share the whiskey with Helena. However, Gretel didn't even make a sign that she had been bit, ignoring it by falling down onto her sleeping bag and snoring.
While reading, he ate a bite of a piece of stale bread, some crackers, and salt-pork. The hardtack crackers sucked, they tasted horrible, but he ate them anyway. For more Roleplay Stories, read our RMB today!
Madam Founder, Sho , Mr. Chancellor, Owl Archipelago and our awesome ambassador, Jedinsto; I am so happy to finally host this incredible treaty signing. The Treaty of Trident marks a very long, and historical friendship. Both of our incredible regions have had a hard path to get to where we are today. Thalassia used to be Pacifica, and St Abby has had many administrations in her 18 year history. Through all the hard times, Thalassia natives, and St Abby natives have always cherished our friendship that we have had. About a month ago, I invited Sho, and her government here for a summit meeting. That meeting went so well, we left with a treaty that we are so happy to share with you, and their region. This administration began on August 28, 2020 here in St Abby. Since then, we have had 10 issues of our St Abby Times, a new design for our flag, and countless new infrastructures, and now our first official treaty signing! We are writing our own chapter in St Abby History! I couldn’t be any happier to be apart of it. I’ll now yield the floor to our other participants.” The treaty now is officially on display at the Hawkswind museum! page=dispatch/id=1488970
The Tangian merchants murmur to eachother wondering if they came from the portal rumor that had spread, but they decide to give an answer. One of the merchants was the sister of President-Duchess Sunheart of the Yellow Tang Islands. Rebecca Bailey Violetshine the cousin of President-Duchess Sunheart speaks up with the group of merchants*
"We call this place St Abbaddon. We also lost our home. To a group whom we call the 'Western Hordes.' also known as the Garnean Empire. I fled with a group of people on ships. We made it to Sealand where we established trading posts. Then I traveled with this group of merchants here to the Island of St Abbaddon. Its where most of the commerce happens around here. We're hoping to one day return to our home. Anyway your welcome around here. Are you looking for a place to stay? Rowandale isn't far from here."“Captain Christopher Zamarron looks around, and smiles. Well I suppose we will take you up on your offer there mate. We originally came from the shores of Crystal lake. Looks like St Abby will become our new home. We specialize in ship building, and my manufacturing company is what paid for us to come over here. Our women, and children must have a place to live in peace! We will need jobs, and places to live.”The Tangians find out they can finally return home. And it seems now that Dragonisia is some free land.Rebecca, "Ya know. Now since Dragonisia is open land. You could use it as your new home. The other nations are at war currently so they probably don't have time to colonize it. You could move your people there."Yes we shall!! Captain Christopher Zamarron looks down from his ship. Welp it's time for us to download the wagons. This appears to be our new home.
In the War Room they looked over maps of the islands and stuff like that while Jesse was quietly in the corner making sure his guns were ready.
Alexis. “Makarov has an army of thousands with this city under siege. We came only with a handful. I have no idea how we are going to do this. Any ideas Jesse?”
Alexis and the others looked at him as he continued messing with his Assault Rifle and Sword. “Jesse?”
He then told them what he thought.
"A healthy mind desn't wake up in the morning thinking this is its last day alive. But I think that's a luxury, not a curse. To know you're close to the end is a kind of freedom. Good time to take...inventory. Out-gunned. Outnumbered. Out of our minds. On a suicide mission. But the sand and the seas here, stained with thousands of years of warfare... They will remember us. For this. Because out of all our vast array of nightmares, this is the one we choose for ourselves. We go forward like a breath exhaled from Abbaddon itself. With vigor in our hearts and one goal in sight: We Will Kill Him.”
January: Allangoria, then President of FNR, and Dragonisia Chief Elder/Monarch agree to make the interegional region called Dream World. It was a joint RP between FNR, and St Abby.
August: Emperor, and Chief Elder Dragonisia retires, and leaves this address, “ Due to dwindling game interest and distractions. I am hereby announcing my intent to resign my position as Emperor of St. Abbaddon. Jesbro is still WA delegate. But my resignation will call for a new election for a new head of state. Upon resignation I will be moving to a foundered non-competitive region where I may or may not continue playing the game. I am thinking I will continue but in a much less active state. Candidacy for the Chief Elder of St. Abbaddon is open, please post your interest. Reminder that you must have been a resident of the region at least one month to be a candidate and remaining elders must be relatively at ease with your candidacy.”
August 28: Allangoria becomes the new Chief Elder, and Draganisia becomes the new Lord Reaper.
September 8: The Supreme Council passed Security Council Resolution #001-20, the Official Constitution of St Abbaddon.
September 27: Supreme Council Resolution #004-20 is passed. The significance of this resolution was it called for the ban of all of Topid based, and designed flags. The new, and current regional flag was designed by Niktobr. This is important because the Chief Elder, and Elder Niktobr coined the new phase of Revitalization.
October 23: Chief Elder Allangoria creates The Hawkswind Citation Medal. This honors one of the most treasured members in St Abbaddon.
December 7: Supreme Council Resolution #009-20, St Abbaddon Foreign Policy of 2021 is passed. It’s the first major policy in the present era.
December 24: Supreme Council Resolution #010-20, Criminal Code of Codex is passed. This gives the the Council, and Lord Reaper a better definition, and emergency powers. It’s the second major policy under Allangoria’s era.
[spoiler=Publication V]
Brian. "This is another move in our enemies master plan. A plan long in the making."
But there is a plan to keep balance.
Gladius. "Those born of both the Light and Darkness are more powerful than any others!"
But will their plan work?
Scout. "Those Dragons are preparing for one thing. They are going to attack Draganisia."
Before it's to late?
Brian. "She has the power to control everything and save us all. So now she only has one question to answer. How will this all end?!"
1. Hawkswind: As the namesake of the Medal, Hawkswind is currently the only known St Abbaddon Native who has been a part of the region's existence since its foundation 17 years ago. Hawkswind served in a number of leading roles, including Delegate until 2016 when the region faced horrific raids and invasions. Though Hawkswind disappeared during this time, and despite whatever may have happened to him, his legacy has been enshrined in the modern day St Abbaddon.
2. Kitsco: Kitsco, the first real Monarch of modern St Abbaddon was a passionate Native who cared deeply for the region. After the devastation that decimated the region post-2016, Kitsco fought hard domestically to oppose the imposition of a password over the region, going to many lengths to ensure that St Abbaddon would never be blocked behind a password and forgotten. He ultimately forged a pact with the New Pacific Order in the form of a Protectorate Treaty, securing St Abbaddon's safety and restoring some semblance of stability in the region. When the Treaty was nullifed amid the St Abbaddon Pile of 2019, Kitsco voluntarily agreed to step down and peacefully hand over power. Kitsco's undying passion to save the region has earned him this medal.
3. Dragonisia: Dragonisia, aka Maelstrom Vortex helped sow the seeds that have sprung into today's St Abbaddon. He served as Chief Elder during Kitsco's reign, serving as a strong minded leader to set up the foundations of today's government while also defending the region and her honour from the outside. During the events of the St Abbaddon Pile of 2019, he was ferociously negotiating with many different parties to avoid the region's destruction. His sense of humour and his ability to connect with people, such as his befriending of then-Delegate of Pacifica Cormactopia prime ultimately allowed St Abbaddon to emerge from the conflict unscathed. Maelstrom stepped down from his role in order to allow others to take his place.
The region of St Abbaddon is eternally grateful for the contributions of these three individuals, and their reception of St Abbaddon's highest attainable award is a recognition of their honour, courage and love for the region. Forever Remembering.
We are approaching the holiday seasons of Thanksgiving, and Christmas 🎄 here in St Abbaddon! During these times I encourage you to show a little more compassion, acceptance, and love to those who maybe a little mis unfortunate in your communities, your states, your schools, and everyday lives. During the holidays depression can be at a very all time high. If you, or you know someone who maybe feeling a little down, please don't be afraid to seek help. We here in St Abby are always here to assist at anytime. Now onto some fun news, and announcements,
1. For the holiday season coming up, the Supreme Elder Council is working on hosting the Christmas Festival for the upcoming holiday season! If you want to help us plan for it, you can send a telegram to myself, or Niktobr. Even if you aren't on the Discord, you can most certainly still help out here on the RMB!
2.'We are also revamping our newspaper to! If you have any articles that you would like to submit please get them to me! We can always use more participation in making our paper the number 1 in NS! Feel free to message me, or Oranjea to see how you can get a job!
3. St Abbaddon is also looking for ambassadors! If you are interested, please send a telegram to myself or Stratocratic-Anarchy Oceanic Empire to join our elite rank of Ambassadors! This is a great way to serve St Abbaddon in a small leadership role! We hope to see more faces!
These are just some of the things we have planned in our region! Please telegram our Lord Reaper, or our council members to join, and help out today!!
Signed;Allangoria Chief Elder of St Abbaddon
(Oceania)
The Abbaddonian roleplay has been undergoing into a new storyline. One about the rise of “Dark Dragons.” Evil creatures that mutated from humans and turned into “Dark Dragons.” As of now the role-play continues on with us basically roleplaying in an apocalyptic world basically as Dark Dragons hunt down the remaining humans and “Light Dragons” (Dragons not infected by the darkness) As of now the roleplay of the “Dragon World” has recently begun but you can expect a lot more coming for the new storyline.
“Change. That is what the world of Abbaddon is going through right now. We thought we could stop him but it was already too late. Now everyone who were not Light Dragons like me have turned into Dark Dragons and have lost control of themselves in the process. Now there is a rumour that they are being lead by some sort of Queen. I don’t think she has complete control of them but if the rumors are true she knows how to drive their aggressive instincts for her own advantage. Before this people kept telling me that changing the world is hard to do. But from what I have seen… All it really takes is the will of a single person.” --- Emperor Brian(Draganisia)
The unthinkable has happened.
Jake: "Hi Alexis. If you find this recording... Don't feel bad about it. Part of the journey is the end. We are doing what we can to reverse what happened but... I don't think we will survive it. When I go to sleep I will dream about you... It was always you."
Makarov has won.
Adria: "He did exactly what he said he was going to do. He detonated Dark Draganium bombs in just about every single major city on Abbaddon."
And they lost everything.
Jesse: "We lost friends and family. We lost a big part of ourselves."
There is a plan to reverse it.
Jesse: "This is the fight of our lives. And we are going to win it."
But will it work before it is too late?
Adria: "This plan will work Jesse."
Jesse: "I know it will. Because we don't have any other options if it doesn't."
Jesse answered. "I was dreaming about flying. Over the forests, jungles, and eventually Draganisia City itself. I wasn't in some helicopter. I was actually flying myself.
Interrogator. "Like a Dragon?"
"Yes. But sooner or later though...
You always have to wake up."
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