1st Epitome United
WA Delegate (non-executive): The High Kingdom of Cielearda (elected )
Founder: The Khatunate of Khazar Lechia
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1st Epitome United contains 11 nations, the 1,505th most in the world.
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As a region, 1st Epitome United is ranked 8,732nd in the world for Highest Disposable Incomes.
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1. | ![]() | Mother Knows Best State | “Love... is the worlds strangest phenomenon...” | |
2. | ![]() | Father Knows Best State | “Goý, akylly lord we ýolbars bize güýç bersin!” | |
3. | ![]() | Inoffensive Centrist Democracy | “The Earth does not belong to us; we belong to the Earth” | |
4. | ![]() | Iron Fist Consumerists | “Khan Tengri Mangi!” | |
5. | ![]() | Left-Leaning College State | “Omni rerum principia parva sunt” | |
6. | ![]() | Iron Fist Consumerists | “All Slavs United in Purity and Holiness” | |
7. | ![]() | Iron Fist Consumerists | “All in all you're just another brick in the wall.” | |
8. | ![]() | Liberal Democratic Socialists | “United by labour! United by strenght!” | |
9. | ![]() | Inoffensive Centrist Democracy | “Veritas liberabit vos” | |
10. | ![]() | Liberal Democratic Socialists | “If we preserve, we shall prevail.” |
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The Federal Provinces of Dorsla unsuppressed a post on the Regional Message Board.
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The Federal Provinces of Dorsla suppressed a post on the Regional Message Board.
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The Airborne Flock of Migrating Geese departed this region for 1Q84.
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The Airborne Flock of Migrating Geese arrived from 21st Century Rome.
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The Federal Provinces of Dorsla suppressed a post on the Regional Message Board.
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The Federal Provinces of Dorsla suppressed a post on the Regional Message Board.
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The Federal Provinces of Dorsla unsuppressed a post on the Regional Message Board.
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The Castellan Empire of Thialrer suppressed a post on the Regional Message Board.
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The Castellan Empire of Thialrer suppressed a post on the Regional Message Board.
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The Castellan Empire of Thialrer suppressed a post on the Regional Message Board.
1st Epitome United Regional Message Board
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![]() | Synnove looks around the trees surrounding the grove. “There’s nothing there, I swear. Come on, it’s getting dark. He said one of the Druids could fly us back, so we should head to the airport.” They are lead back through the trees by a Druid. He takes them down the alleyway and up towards the airport. As they walk, Synnove remembers something... 9 years ago... “Hey.” Dyfed stands up as he hears his brother. They hug and sit down. “I’m sorry, Dyfed, I only heard about it yesterday.” “It’s alright, it’s a long commute anyway.” “Well I’m glad your here.” Says their mother. Synnove gets up to grab a drink. As he does this, Alfred turns to his mum. “What was it?” He mouths. “Pneumonia.” She mouths back. Upon seeing her son return, she smiles at him. “I’m sorry, Dyfed. It was all so sudden. She really was a lovely girl.” “I know, but we got married too soon. To be honest, I was okay with just being her friend. And ‘Synnove’ is not a nice enough surname for a name as nice as ‘Celeste’.” “I know.” His mother pauses, before continuing. “This is my mother’s ring. I know you’ll give it to someone who you want to share it with one day. Someone you truly love. But until then, I’ll keep it right here.” She says, putting the ring into a drawer and locking it. “Here is the key.” She says, handing him one. “Keep this, and when you think you want to give the ring to someone, you can use it.” Present day... Synnove lingers behind the other two and decides to head back to the house. The Druid continues on without him. “You go, helicopter 2.” He says, in broken English. Meanwhile, Synnove walks into the house and takes a key from a bit of string tied around his neck. He opens the drawer and takes out the ring. “One day...” He whispers. He puts it on the string around his neck and leaves the house. When he gets to the airport, he finds the Druid. “Which helicopter?” He asks. “You go, helicopter 3.” He says in broken English, pointing in the other direction. As he arrives at the helicopter, he is confused to see nobody there. “Isla? Dircya? Where are you?” He hears no answer. Suddenly, he feels a rope being pulled around his neck. He is dragged to the ground, and sees the Druid, standing above him with a club in his hands. “Donn Ah fanacht.” He mutters, before raising the club over Synnove’s head... | |
![]() | 4 of the Druids go down. The rest spread out amongst the trees. The Chief stands completely still, overlooking the shooting and the falling, not moving an inch. | |
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![]() | Dircya and Isla enter their designated helicopter, only to find no one there. The former sends a quick message to the Dorsliak Federal Police Bureau, location and all. It is only when she finishes that Dircya realizes that Isla left the helicopter without her. Isla scans the airport for Dyfed, or the Druids. Something about their departure seems to good to be true. The sound of thumping boots diverts her attention, and she pivots to find.... "Dircya?" "Isla, you shouldn't have run off without me," Dircya chides, her patience worn thin at last. She takes a deep breath. "I am sorry for chastising you, but I've had it with these lunatic Druids and abandoned woods and so many helicopters. Is one ride not enough for these people?" Isla embraces her friend. "I'm sorry for running off. I just wanted to find Synnove, or even one of those blasted cult members. I can barely remember how we ended up in this mess." Dircya smiles. "I blame Saraj." "None of this is actually her fault, you know." "Of course I know." They chuckle. | |
![]() | The club falls in a quick, demolishing blow, but as it strikes, Synnove moves his head, leaving the club to hit the ground. The Druid raises the stick to have another go, but is interrupted by a bullet to the head. He falls to his side, and Synnove looks around to see the people who saved his life. | |
![]() | One of the two Kievans speak into a walkie, stating in Russian that "The Straggler has been terminated". They ignore Synnove in favor of pursuing the remaining Druids. | |
![]() | Dircya and Isla find Synnove on the ground with a rope around his neck. They help him to his feet and untie the rope. "What happened to you?" Dircya asks, gesturing to the rope, now loose in her hands. | |
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