Dreams of Good Hope

The Primaeri wrote:

Clovis looked around.
"I...well...cool," he stammered, "well...that's...half the entire...Primaeri Navy..."

"Half?" Eveline asked incredulously. "And not one Aerlanica vessel lost to do it."

Tyramon wrote:

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"Well...half of the current fleet...we had more before the war with the Galactic Union; I saw the maps and the charts. We used to have about seventy five or so fleets, each with about one fifty ships. we lost ten fleets worth of ships, but not ten fleets, and were almost ready to deploy the replacements...but...thirty entire fleets wiped out in a single blow is...well...devastating...they've-ah, we've, lost the war."
Eveline noticed Clovis' blunder, and so did Vara.

North South Kansas wrote:

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They ride in relative silence, as all three Lazarin remain quiet and untalkative.

Reefinstien wrote:

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The Aerlanicans refuse to observe capital punishment in the form of execution. However, Aerlanican officers intervene and instead of standing in front of the guns of the Reefinstien firing squad, request that the troops being charged with execution be handed into the hands of Aerlanican authorities. It is, after all, their planet they are defending, and they hope to make them more cooperative through non-violent means to ensile "prime fighting strength and morale."

North South Kansas wrote:

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Tsarina welcomes it, then, wrapping her arm around Connie, looks back at Cait.
“Come on, we’ve got to get you back to your place as well.”
“What about me?” Carissa asks.
Alena and Hogan step forward.
“When the Great Azerian is free, and under his permission, we may be able to create you a body to inhabit.”

Aerlanica wrote:

They ride in relative silence, as all three Lazarin remain quiet and untalkative.

Kiki watches out the window for a while and eventually falls into sleep.

Wild Awesome People wrote:

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Connie smiles slightly as Cait watches over the two of them, a hint of jealousy written across his otherwise stoic face. "Yeah, I probably need to go home. I should go back to Flagstaff, maybe take Cara and Emily too." He smiles softly.
Carissa glances between Hogan and Alena. "Oh, yeah! I was going to see if I could find Azerian again. I can still kinda feel him out there but it's really faint. I'm not sure how I got there in the first place. After the Prime Meridian and that Evie lady or whatever her name was left, then I was walking through the walls until I found him. I just wish I knew what I can actually do as a ghost and how to control it..." She frowns.

The Primaeri wrote:

"Well...half of the current fleet...we had more before the war with the Galactic Union; I saw the maps and the charts. We used to have about seventy five or so fleets, each with about one fifty ships. we lost ten fleets worth of ships, but not ten fleets, and were almost ready to deploy the replacements...but...thirty entire fleets wiped out in a single blow is...well...devastating...they've-ah, we've, lost the war."
Eveline noticed Clovis' blunder, and so did Vara.

Eveline put a hand on Clovis' shoulder.
"The Grand Emperor has lost the war. He is as much your enemy as the Aerlanicans' enemy."

Vara considered this information. From what she learned about the Grand Emperor, she knew this was bad news for all of them. The others may not realize it, but the Grand Emperor wouldn't go down quietly. They'd all suffer his wrath and anger. He probably have them all killed before any liberation force arrived. Or, maybe there wouldn't even be an invasion. The Galactic Union might just decide to destroy the planet. Either way, they'd be dead. They had to get out of there.
Vara stood up and left, following the Grand Emperor.
"Grand Emperor, I suggest that we lay a trap for the Aerlanicans. Give me a fleet, or a part of one. I'll take Jonathan and force the Aerlanicans to attempt a rescue. They'll send in everything to help him. Then I'll destroy them. Vengeance will be served, and Jonathan can watch as his beloved people burn, before meeting his own fiery end."

Aerlanica wrote:

They ride in relative silence, as all three Lazarin remain quiet and untalkative.

The Aerlanicans refuse to observe capital punishment in the form of execution. However, Aerlanican officers intervene and instead of standing in front of the guns of the Reefinstien firing squad, request that the troops being charged with execution be handed into the hands of Aerlanican authorities. It is, after all, their planet they are defending, and they hope to make them more cooperative through non-violent means to ensile "prime fighting strength and morale."

Cpt.Von Ludwig approves of this

Aerlanica wrote:

Speaks-in-Water nods.
“I…I think we should have Koa as their diplomat, and me as the diplomat for her-kanas…I mean kansas…”
Finds-Path grinned wildly, she said something in a tribal language, to which Speaks-In-Water grew extremely defensive. Finds-Path laughed and walked off. Keeps-Fire shrugged, and continued on their war.
“Come on, we have a train to catch.” Finds-Path said.

The Minister of Defence, a William Farnham, piped up in a raspy voice. Burin could see a small scar on his throat, and recognised that he most likely was wounded in combat.
"Well, we're people who want peace and prosperity but can't go five weeks without being invaded." he said with a chuckle.
The Aerlanicans laughed at the grim joke.

"But, in reality," Madalyn Jones, the Deputy Prime Minister, said, "We're a people from a very mountainous region of high altitude...I guess that makes us slightly susceptible to the heat, but the cold is really no bother for us. We're a very proud people, staunchly patriotic and loyal to the constitution of democracy that we died to protect. Aerlanica itself is mostly mountains and valleys, with some basins located around the place and some impossibly high mountains, the highest housing Frostpeak, the...place where the worst of Aerlanica is sent to live out their sentences. Right now we are observing the eight days of mourning, whereupon we wear black and remember and mourn those who have died to protect, preserve and secure our nation and our people."
"The relationship with other nations was...quite odd," Chloe Robin added, "we entered isolation a long time ago, and generally kept to ourselves in our mountain home, but our politics mainly revolve around peaceful coexistence with all the other nations, while ensuring peace reigns supreme across not only Augusta, but now the entire galaxy. It was only until the September Crisis, an event of strained global relations, that we did reenter the diplomatic stage, and no sooner, we realised that the current greenhouses were not producing enough food to feed us, and desperately needed imports, such as our trade agreement with the Kansases where we import food on the cheap in return for a guarantee of their independence."
"And they're got a good bargain," the Minister of Defence said proudly, "our military troops are highly trained, highly equiped and highly loyal. You want people who are masters at making an invading army regret ever firing a shot at you? send the Aerlanicans; we're masters at guerrilla and asymmetrical warfare in a variety of environments, including wastelands that would make other armies collapse, furthermore, we're pretty effective when it comes to attritional warfare and lightning fast breakthroughs. After all, we had a lot of practice on each other. If the SDNP is peace, we are the definition war."

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Amber nodded.
"I lost my brother in the civil war as well...it's not an easy thing to overcome."

Burin nodded. He looked at his own Minister of Defense. He was the best person to explain the Khanian Military. General Orion nodded. "Historically - and I'm talking about when the Great Khanate ruled - we would swamp our enemies with superior numbers, the unleash hailstorms of arrows. Its a tactic born from the fact we are plainspeople, and rely on the fact theres nowhere our enemy can run to. Obviously, we can't do that anymore." He gave a little smile. "We simply don't have the manpower, and the tactic wouldn't be effective against the current technology. Instead, we rely on Director John Doig of the RKBI to make political opponents disappear. Only when things get truly bad do we intervene militarily. Then, we use tactics similar to yours. Guerrilla warfare. Most of the time, we ensure we have the element of surprise on our side. Not just in the battles, but we try to dictate the entire war."

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Kade nodded, placing his hand on her shoulder. "But we come out stronger than ever."

Citizens ship has been granted to Planet "Berk" Along with the dragons and people who live there following first contact, This includes infrastructure revamps.

there were a few survivors from the obliteration of their "foundation". the new leader, Azus, was less of an insane maniac and more scientific, slowly gaining in numbers, and doubling in size whem the Zonis decided to team up with us. they live secluded, researching ways to come back with a devastating return