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  1. [For tecnical values, i decided that the standard is to start with 50 Health Points (HP) Characteristics like "Vigorous" and "Endurance" makes you have more HP than the standard, and things such as "Weak" or "Low Endurance" does the opposite. This way, here is the Health Points chart: Heishan - [Enduring], 55 HP Lyra - 50 HP Fogliame - [Has "Weak" but also "Persistent"], 48 HP Dheeraj - 50 HP Thorsten - 50 HP Engke - 50 HP Sergej - 50 HP Aya - 50 HP Huilin - [weak I, low endurance/stamina I], 30 HP Fatma - [Poor Endurance], 45 HP ]
  2. Seeing that the girl was going to resume on going back to her practice, the grumpy senior officer patted the other one heavily on the shoulder and huffed, muttering for him to keep rolling and find some work to to. At the Roina sniper, he just glared and pointed a finger. "Watch your tracks, hunter. Here we don't play with Yiimaran puppets, so you do better by not showing you were one." he said with a spiteful tone, and turned away to walk before a response could be giver, either way it would probably be the best for Dheeraj to not risk pissing off yet another officer. Time went by, Huilin had some other soldiers there give her tips on her shooting practice, as well she spend a good few 4 days there receiving training, which surely wasn't a very exciting experience, having to go through stuff like lifting tires, climbing walls and crawling under barbed wire, to watch the others there mostly go much better than her on such exercises. As well some basic instructions like cooking food on camp fires or crafting a tent out of materials from nature, identifying a reliable clean water source and other abilities useful for survival which were mostly hastily explained due to the lack of time. By the morning after those 4 days, Huilin and Dheeraj, along with a group of soldiers they have been training with, were then taken to the train station where they would be put on the next train to be sent to their destination. Although, something could be seen that it was off. Originally, that group was destined to be sent to No Man's Land, where a tactical guerrilla group was needed, but it could be heard just as they reached the station that the officer responsible for them was being faced with a last hour message, saying they urgently needed to change the plans. Some of the soldiers got confused as they saw they were being taken to board a train to go towards south, instead of west like previously planned, and it was when the officer came by, with the group already inside the wagon, to give them the news. "Squadron, hear me out!" the man started his announcement as he stood in the middle of the wagon, lifting hands and clapping to take the attention of the soldiers who were lost if murmurs and whispers of confusion, quieting down to hear the officer, that same one who gave Huilin a pistol. "Hear me out, dogs! Change of plans, they are in need for qualified men and specialists down the river Wai!" he said in a hushed tone, everyone looking in some confusion. "No questions asked, because i don't have the answers and you will only get them once we arrive there!" @Ayanka@Asturies-Llion The Yaroii on that truck didn't understand the svaalian's speech, but the sentiment was generalized there of the urge of coming out of harm's way. "We need to get out of here!!" one of the officers shouted, banging on the cabin's grills, "We have nowhere to go!!" the driver responded exasperated, as they were on a dirt road in the middle of a open pasture. Although, there was really no time to think much of what was going on, as a sudden silence replaced the aggressive revving of the plane engines, and another officer shushing everyone to hear what was going on. They knew the silence was the worst part, as it preceded death. And it was certain, as just a few seconds after the silence, the sound of the first explosion met them, the bombs falling left and right seeming to turn the ground inside out, making the driver and the soldiers exasperated to leave that place as soon as possible, the ride getting much bumpier as the truck speed up. A cloud of smoke, dust and debris soon covered the view as a bomb was dropped on a caravan not far ahead them, the soldiers screaming as that forced the driver to make dangerous maneuvers in attempt to avoid the debris while having very poor view of what was around. A large chunk of metal soon flew through the windshield, decapitating the poor officer sitting by the driver's side, who then panicked turning the truck on a maneuver that made the whole vehicle tumble around. The tones of metal and wood rolling around as the people inside it were tossed around along with the cargo, screams of panicked soldiers being heard as some of them were crushed by the weight of the craters being transported by their side now hurled at their bodies. This way the truck rolled over a couple times before stopping tumbled to side, the fumes of smoke and dirt filling the place along with the agonized moans of the people who were just tossed about like dead pigs. (Roll for damage: 1 d6 each. Thorstein received 3 points of damage (minor wounds), Lyra received 4 points of damage (light wounds) ) The officers were stunned, as well most of the soldiers, but the sounds of the Yiimaran planes came back, not clear if they were returning or advancing forward. @Zrhajan@World Anarchic Union
  3. As the Twai got in line, being closer to the people there, he could certainly overhear what was going on that place, and Sergej surely could as well if he approached the place more. It seemed, from what the guards were talking with the people on the line, that some of those were freshly brought from a local gulag, and were being conscripted in exchange for freedom. Some others were very young lads and girls, it could be heard that some of them were saying that 'this is preferable than going back to the orphanage'. It could be seen that this was a fresh batch of people who were enlisting in exchange for the promise of "war may be better than the fate i currently have", something clearly driven from desperation. Yes, Gliame was standing on a line of desperadoes and orphans, waiting to be paired with some of them. The one right in front of him was a girl of young aspect, with her hair tied on two long braids. She briefly looked back to the man standing behind her, looking surprised a bit, and then nudged a young lad in front of her, who was oddly similar to her in appearance. "There is a lot of foreigners here, do you think they are dangerous?" she commented with the boy in front of her, whispering. Sergei, who was scouting the foreigner, was met with the glance of a young guard as he arrived near the line, and the said guard approached the older soldier with a quick, shy greet, and looked at the Twai being brought by the man. "Isn't this the dude that the others think is a spy?" he said in a low tone but still seeming to don't care if he was being herd by Gliame. @Burninati0n@Normansveldet
  4. [Also, to let everyone know, due to the long wait for replies and people being really eager to play, i decided to also start doing individual turns or turns with just one pair. Although i won't do too many of them with a same person before the whole group advances on the same pace, of course, its mostly to speed up things like dialogues.]
  5. Huilin: Roll to shoot. Roll difficulty = Medium-high [weak I, low endurance I; but this time the gun is smaller] Minimum score for success: 15 Result of the roll: 16 (Bro you keep rolling just one number above the needed lol) As Huilin fires the gun, the recoil is strong enough that her hands jerk back, but not enough to hurt her nor make her lose her stood ground. And the shot, it was very good shot. It didn't hit the bull's eye, but it landed nicely just on the ring directly before it, making it a really decent shot. Seeing that, the grumpy officer scowled as he looked to his peer. "See! You bucket heads, none of you know how to teach a woman to shoot!" he half shouted and pushed the other officer on the shoulder, poking him angrily, then gave a slap to Huilin's back. "Take that ol' pistol with you, girl. You will need the luck on it if you plan to get in the jungle with those arms and a bunch of airheads who can't tell the proper equipment to give to a bourgeois travestied as a specialist!" he squinted at Huilin after saying that, and glared at the officer and the sniper. @Ayanka@Asturies-Llion
  6. [First of all, i need to give the news that, unfortunately and due to fair reasons, Vegan Reich was expelled from the region and can no longer play in this roleplay, as i don't think it would be fair to allow someone who was banned by breech of conduct to continue participating on a special activity for our members. Lets keep it lowkey, no need to worries, but for the while, i will take control of their character and it now becomes an NPC. What fate she awaits is now entirely at my decision, but the story will go on and i will not leave Isla Bucanero without a turn partner, doing that role myself until their character manages to reach another group of players Second thing, i have said this in Discord chat but im aware not everyone is there and maybe not everyone saw it. Asturies Llion, in his last turn, took control of an NPC character and made a dialogue with him. It was previously discussed in private and agreed with that on this occasion this move would be ok, but please: If for any reason you decide you want to interfere by taking control of anything that isn't your own character, TALK TO ME FIRST! Because as Game Master, i am supposed to play the role of the NPCs and of every object and ambiance you interact with, and trying to take control of anything other than your own character may disrupt the game or even break the quest if the action interferes with a important scene. So, its not entirely forbidden to do so, but if you wish to manipulate anything other than your character (or objects that your character can directly control), then please talk to me in Discord or by Telegram on Nationstates previously explaining what exactly you wish to do, and if i think its appropriate i can give you the permission. Its not to be a fun spoiler, just that this is a rule to prevent a player from (even if accidentally) disrupting the flow of a scene] "Those are going to only give us trouble! Who that scrawny Svaalian thinks he is to respond to an authority like that?" a guard told the other, clear that he had no intentions of hiding his words from the pirates. "Whatever, they may come in handy. Heard that one is an engineer." the other replied, the two guards now just seeming to chat on their own and ignoring the conscripts. "Pffffffffffft" the first one replied blowing a raspberry. "For my grandfather's beard, its a pirate! For all we know that kid could have been the mook assigned to take water from the ship's bottom with a bucket and they called that an 'engineer'." he huffed impatiently and leaned his back against the untrustworthy bars of the truck's wall, pulling a very simple cigarette wallet from his pocket and taking a cig from it hastily, putting it between his lips and going forth to search for a lighter on his pockets, fumbling with them. So, the time was running lazy on that place as the truck's wheels paced the path in front of them, each torturing kilometer after the other. Until then, in the midst of that scene, a strange buzzing noise was heard. BBBBBZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO And the officer nearly dropped the cig from his mouth as he scowled, tilting back to pull the canvas to see the outside, looking disturbed. "Aye!" a shout came from the driver's cabin "Yiimaran planes! Im seein some ov them comin this direction!!" and the man sounded really distressed about that. They knew that if Yiimaran planes were coming over towards where they came from, either they were going to be bombed now and here or someone behind them would receive that unlucky fate, making they lose more troops and supplies they can't afford. @World Anarchic Union@Zrhajan The officer didn't look back to the soldier as she replied to her question. "We goin' to a brigade post near the No Man's Land." so she lazily leaned a bit against the edge of the shoddy improvised chariot. The No Man's Land was no pretty place, a war front that stays quiet as a graveyard during day, and has nonstop attacks during the dead darkness of night, although at any time of the day that anyone tries to cross it, they are sure to be met with open fire from both sides. "They are needing some good brave Yaroii who are willing to cross to the other side of that front, where the Yiimarans are making camp. So for sure when we drop there, we will end up on the command of some commandant higher than me." she said that with a sigh nearly as if it was a relief that she wasn't going to be the final end responsible for everyone there and was just there to organize small squads. "So you better gather all the preparedness you can harness, sister, we will need it to cross hellfire." Saying that, she took a look at the horizon, squinting and putting a hand over her eyes to cover them from the burning Yaroi sun. "I can tell by now we're close, we must arrive there very soon." she then pointed the horizon, where it could be seen a large and long patch of darkened, burned empty land that had trenches that could be seen from far. @Countriopia@The Decapole counsils The duo were passing through the place as the other officers eyed them, specially Gliame, from up and down as if he had cooties, probably thinking he maybe actually have. And on that, they were heaving to a larger room that had a line of people sticking from it, where it could be seen that in the inside people were being measured, weighed, probed and questioned. Certainly, that was the conscription office. @Burninati0n@Normansveldet The other Sedaran woman nodded to her newly met comrade, sighing slightly and seeming to not take the subject further in order to not draw attention from the Yaroi guards that were watching the foreigners who were talking to each other. "I think it is best to save the critics to that name when we are in private.." Mushezibti said in a lower tone, looking at a guard from the corner of her eyes, who was squinting at them. "But you're right... I just hope their Revolutionary spirit is actually above any prejudice here." she sighed and took another glance at Fatima. As they were in that talk, guard then approached them, who was holding a small open box filled with papers in it. "You two.. Are you making friends up there?" the guard commented, his tone showing some mockery but more to just a distracted joke than actual malice. "If so, better hope you end in the same unit. The chief said to draw out who goes to where, since we have been having problems to get people to volunteer to going to some of the missions we are needing personnel the most." he continued on an absent tone. "Go on, grab your numbers." he shook she small box that was filled with little folded papers. @Isla Bucanero The whole commotion was clearly not well seen on the eyes of the officers there, the one who war nearly punched by the royal hunter seeming to be about to tackle the insolent sniper, when another officer then firmly grabbed him by the shoulder and pulled him back a step. That one officer, who seemed even grumpier than the other, gave a throaty growl before speaking. "What shameful display of incompetent indiscipline are you two trying to show here!?" he let go off the other officer, who was certainly a couple patents below him, and who eyes him squinting and hissing, seeming to have words in the tip of his tongue to spit but not the courage to let them out. The lower officer then growled as the higher one was staring at the Roina intensely. "This insolent royal servant thinks he can tell me how to do my job!" he halff muttered like an angry dog. The higher officer squinted with disdain at his subaltern, and cleared his throat. "Well maybe he can, if he is paying more attention to what the recruits are doing than you!" his voice showed a tired anger, as if he was speaking to some ignoramus. His glance then went to the short woman, and he shook his head sighing deeply and audibly with a hiss of clear impatience. "You bunch of incompetents can't even look at a woman and tell the fucking size of the gun she should be holding!" he barked out while already looking down to his belt, fumbling with it as he pulled a revolver, in good shape but seeming to be quite used already, and grabbed Huilin's hand forcefully, pulling it to him and shoving the gun to her palm. "Here, glass eyes. Try this one now!" he spoke putting Huilin's hands to the gun and holding it in front of her, as if putting her on a position already ready to shoot. "Hold it with both your hands if your arms are made of gelatin, but show me you can get a decent shot with it without tumbling like a clumsy panda, for the Meng's beard!" @Asturies-Llion@Ayanka
  7. [First of all, sorry i took so long to finally respond, my country has been in havoc these days and combining my terrible mood about it with the fact i had been busy with college affairs slowed me down these days, but here comes a fresh reply] A guard was overhearing the conversation between the two pirates -as there really was no way to not hear it on that cramped small wagon- and rolled his eyes at the questioning that the conscripts made to each other. "You go to the field, obviously. If you are so brave to go around raiding innocent villages, sure as hell you are brave enough to shoot some Yiimarans on the frontlines." the guard said in a tired, ill humored tone, doing so while cleaning his rifle and not even looking at the prisoners. "If the damned monarchists don't shoot you 'tween the eyes before you can even see 'em." he continued, saying that for he knew many Svaalians had somewhat of a grudge against Yiimara, as it was one of the only two naval powers in this world that can keep the pirates at bay. This way, the truck kept going on its bumpy ride towards Yiin'tar Not too far from there, the improvised cart pulled by horses was on its slow way towards the brigade that stood only a kilometer away from the "No Man's Land", a strip of burnt, abandoned soil that had the Yiimara and Yaroi armies each set their trenches at each side of the land strip, on a way that was nearly impossible for any living thing to cross it, for any movement there would cause both sides to open fire. The first destination of both the cart and the truck would end up being on that brigade at the face of hell. @World Anarchic Union@Zrhajan Hearing the words of that woman only made the little boy's will even stronger to follow the army. The officer who had spoken moments ago stared with concern, by orders she couldn't deny a voluntary conscription even of someone who showed no conditions to fight, but anyway, she calmed herself in her mind by assuring in her thoughts that the child would just be dropped at the brigade to be taken to dig holes or help build tracks, some work of that sort. The boy kept, even if somewhat weakly, running after the cart, his siblings and grandmother following along. Although, very soon the old lady clearly showed she had no strength to keep chasing a wagon. With that, she called back for the boy's name, Hou Tao, and he turned back as the elder opened her arms and waved for him to come close. He knew what it meant, his grandmother was calling him for a farewell. Hou Tao ran to her and hugged the grandma strongly, the old lady's eyes filling with tears, his sisters crowding up to hug him too as the elder said a few words, telling him to be strong, be smart, be fearless, and always remember the name of his family members and of his birthplace. Before letting him go, one of the sisters took off the long but simple scarf she wore as an apron, tying it as a belt on the boy's waist both as a reminder of them and telling him it would be of good use to have a belt to hold weapons to. The man guiding the horse even slowed the chariot down to wait for the boy, who soon after the goodbyes came running back to his tracks, his sisters standing behind him waving goodbye and shouting words of encouragement. "Go, Hou Tao! I hope you become a very brave soldier! i want to hear your stories of war when you come back!!" shouted the older sister, still holding grandma's hand as she waved with the other hand. And Hou Tao looked back for a last time, waving to his sisters. "Pray for the ghosts of mom and dad, pray for them to see me being brave!" he replied with his infantile enthusiasm before resuming to following the soldiers, the voices of his sisters each time more distant. Soon he was by the cart's side, showing a impressive resilience by running after it even if he was clearly malnourished and tired. He was, although, soon distracted from his tiredness by the soldier who came to tell him stories. The officer in charge of that small bundle of soldiers just turned her face away, having a concerned look in her eyes once she turned to just stare at the path in front of them, and only seemed to break from her concentration at her own thoughts when the peasant soldier talked to her, making she turn to face Heishan. Hearing that small speech from her recruit seemed to put a feint smirk on her lips that she put away as soon as it showed up. "You come to war with the right spirit, sister. We will take back from the Yiimarans what is ours, and hopefully liberate the lands beyond the borders." she said with a calm but firm tone. "The seasons will continue to pass upon our heads, no matter the will of men, Yiimara or Yaroi, and the lands doesn't need us to flourish as it always did. But im sure in my heart once this war is over the entire land will again be collective property of all the workers who seek refuge on it, coming back to claim it once the spoil of war no longer taints the land." She sighed deeply after saying that. The woman was clearly young, yet her eyes had dark circles and wrinkles around it from the toil of stress and sleepless nights since she was given this job. Those eyes looked then to Engke, who was at the little boy's side. "You know we can't take that kid where we are going, right? He will have to stay at he brigade, and im not taking responsibility for anything further from that." she huffed her words and looked back ahead. @Countriopia@The Decapole counsils The officer and the guards listened to the story that the Twai pulled up, looking at each other and seeming to both believe it but at the same time find him suspicious. Once the case was handed to the officer, Vlad promptly started squeezing it around and tapping on it to check for any hidden pockets that could hide things like drugs or even documents, but his inspection seemed to attest there was nothing much suspicious there, and since the man had already been checked for weapons, the guards unhanded him once it was requested. "If this man truly is just what he says, he can be welcomed to our ranks." the old officer said twitching his mustache afterwards, givinh out a low, long 'hhmmmm'. "Comrade Uljanov, you should show this lad the path for the recruitment section, we will need to get him documented before we can take him to the medical exam." he gestured with an open hand to the comrade then to the Twai, putting a hand on the other Heibai's shoulder. The mentioned medical exam being more of a quick inspection to see if the subject was healthy enough to take on the battlefield. "After he is checked, he should be sent to the shooting practice." he tapped the other's shoulder, then spoke the next sentence on a different dialect, leaning to Sergej, clearly having the intention that the Fogliame wouldn't understand him. "And keep an eye out for him. Warn me of anything odd." @Burninati0n@Normansveldet @Vegan Reich@Isla Bucanero [Please proceed with your dialogue, after Isla Bucanero's next reply i will write your part] Huilin: Roll to shoot. Roll difficulty = High [weak I, low endurance I] Minimum score for success: 18 Result of the roll: 19 (Woah that was one lucky ass roll lmao) As the little lady pulled the trigger, the heavy rifle, which was nearly her size in length, kicked back to her shoulder with enough force to actually push her backwards on a quite violent manner, nearly causing the woman to fall on her back. Yet, impressively, the shot had hit the target, not on the bull's eye, but close enough to call it accurate. The officer who was nearby, the same one who had assigned the Roina hunter to teach the lady to shoot, angrily huffed and put a hand to his face rubbing his temples, shaking his head at the pathetic manner the girl had been tossed back by the gun. "I've seen small children hold the kick of the rifle better than you!! How do you even plan to stay alive on the battlefield!?" he spat out his words with anger and paced quickly towards her, snatching the riffle from her hands. "Can't your jelly arms hold this shit properly!? Damned bourgeoisie, do you expect that others will have to work to keep your skin smooth and your belly round for the rest of your life!?!" and despite he was not yelling, the anger on his tone over her incompetence was very clear, so much that his anger didn't even let him realize that the poor scientist had actually gotten a nearly perfect shot. @Ayanka @Asturies-Llion
  8. The war was raging, and every day the movements for it were rushed as things heated up. Yet another day in which the army was hurrying to take its newly trained troops to critical places. Well, some troops being not even trained, for if the officers could get proof a conscript is adept enough to simply hold a gun and shoot straight, they would send them right away like that, for time was far too precious to spend it teaching folks better combat techniques. So all most received was a day or two of shooting practice and instructions of what they should do in the battlefield and how to respond to commands. In all of this, a few groups of quite uncommon fellas were being directed to the fronts at the borders between Jin and Yiin'tar, although each of those groups were heading from different directions. One of those was a small truck full of criminal convicts who were enlisted, heading from the north of the Republic of Yaroi towards Yiin'tar. The truck was stuffed with the newly conscripted soldiers crammed on the little space there was on the truck wagon, along with the craters of weapons they would be given later, and of course two ill-tempered guards that were sitting by the sides of the semi-open wagon to watch that none of those newly-absolved criminals would attempt to simply run away. It was hot in there, as the burning Yaroi sun was shining over the dark canvas cloth that covered the ceiling. In that truck, were located two convicts that the guards insisted they shouldn't be put together, yet the lack of space and logistic capacity forced them to go like that anyway. Those two, namely, being the feared pirate captain Nordskov and her 'henchman' Thorstein, as so the guards called. Yet, despite the not complete trust over those people, it didn't mean the guards would mistreat them, for every force was vital for the revolution's protection, they just weren't very savvy with all those filches crammed in the same place. Silence was pretty much installed on that place full of weary people trying to get as much rest under the scalding temperatures as they could get. @World Anarchic Union @Zrhajan Closer to the final destination, there was some more humble ways of transportation, as there wasn't trucks for everyone so they were being directed to places that needed the most the aid of fast vehicles for transportation of heavy loads, so transporting soldiers that were already close to the fronts was being done by chariots while the ones from far came by truck or mostly trains. So, being taken by a rather precarious chariot, there was a small group of soldiers, most of them being Wari as they are locals. As they passed through the place, the havoc of war could be seen, as even if they still were about a hundred kilometers from the frontline the villages were razed and abandoned, for many people, specially peasants simply fled towards east after hearing the horrors that were happening far away. Cattle could be seen roaming without herders, and it were not few the times the soldiers could spot emaciated children, women and elderly, many walking alone, who would come running weakly towards the passing soldier chariots, begging for food or to be taken with them. It was on the middle of one of those chariots that two specific Wari were being carried, one peasant from Yiin'tar, known as Heishan, and a Yaroi fisherman named Engke. As they were passing through a nearly abandoned village, three children who were in the roadside started following the cart, looking pale and thin, none of them seeming to be over the age of 8, and along with them the oldest looking child was holding the hand of a very elderly lady, pulling the woman who was barely walking, with the child pleading on the lines of 'come with us, grandma! the army men are here! come see the army men!'. One of the soldiers seemed disturbed with the scene, and reached for his backpack to pull out a can of meat, which he clearly intended to toss to the children. Although, before he could do so, a officer grabbed his wrist and gave him a stern look. "Comrade, no! You will be serving in battle, you will need that more than they do.." The officer's tone wasn't angry, nor unsympathetic, even being concerned, yet her voicing made it clear that she was giving an order. The soldier grimaced looking at the officer, and back at the children, as one of them was pleading. "Please, take me with you! Take me with you! I will fight the bad men if you give food! Please, grandma is very weak!" The child, a boy who must be around 6 years old, shouted those words with tears streaming down his face, the boy carrying up a tree branch as if trying to show he would be able to hold a gun. @Countriopia@The Decapole counsils Further south, there the Takai mountains gave passage between Heibai and and the Twai lands, Heibai being the republic that better was resisting the invasion, a group of soldiers were preparing themselves to travel north. The officers and soldiers were packing up guns and supplies on craters to be taken to the trains that would transport the soldiers on a trip of several days towards the point where the Yiimara were stagnated at the river. It was all going rather calmly despite the hurry to get everything done as soon as possible, that was, it was calm until two guards showed up, bringing in a rather curious figure. A officer was talking to comrade Uljanov, idly standing with a foot on a crater, when he was interrupted by the guards, who were bringing over a man whose appearance and clothes heavily indicated he was a Twai. Not knowing what to do to that man, they came to their superior to ask him, saying that they had suspicions that the Twai lad was a spy in service of the Yiimara, unable to either prove that their suspicion was correct nor that what the young man was saying in his defence was actually true. @Normansveldet @Burninati0n There were many groups that during these times were not only hearing about the news happening at west of the continent, but as well were allured enough by the battle motives to decide to join either side of the war. Among them, the Sedaran nomads had sent quite some people very interested on the newly founded revolution. Despite those Sedarans being of so many different backgrounds or motives to be there, after realizing that they would come in handy help, the socialists had sent across the land invites for them all to come and organize themselves in a meeting on the south of the Republic of Yaroi, as there was a place close to where there Takai mountains had passage as well, and was there the most used route by the Sedarans. The meeting was somewhat awkward, as the Yaroi had a certain suspicion of the folk of the eastern parts of the continent, having never had too much contact with them, so there was the place where they planned to weed out anything that would look too much like a menace or like someone who might end up being a Yiimara spy, since the east was much more easily bought out by Yiimaran bribes. There, most of the people were quite young, and anxiety could be seen in their faces as they waited for the Yaroi to come and ask up which of them had any ability in combat. Orderly, by groups of three they were called out to demonstrate skill with firearms, with close combat, and as well to answer questions about their reasons to be there and their past. @Vegan Reich@Isla Bucanero At the north, on Yaroi City, things were always busy there at the capital, the place where good part of the actual training was happening, as officers from the capital didn't seemed as hurried as the ones from places near the border fronts. Not that they were not hurried, just worried on using the time they still had in order to try to come up with some more well prepared soldiers. There, they were training a crew specially to go to the jungles between Jin and Yiin'tar, to be an 'elite' crew for the guerrilla on that place. Among those, many of them were Roina, as the Roina are already rather used to that type of terrain, the forests on their mainlaind not being different from the ones in Yiin'tar. Although, only having knowledge of jungles wasn't good enough, they needed someone with actual experience on that specific place, and who could navigate through the territory with some more precision, to know where exactly were the rivers, clearances and caves. So, there was happening a shooting training when a officer soon came by bringing in a new recruit, one who wasn't there quite by her will, but was recognized as being a important element for the mission. The officer scouted the girl by her arm, trying to appear as if he wasn't being rude to her while doing so. The wari girl, small and chubby, was so very different from nearly everyone there in physical shape. After all, not many years ago malnutrition was a epidemic, so a Wari who wasn't at least thin was rare to be seen, this alone indicating that most probably her household had different origins from the peasant ex-slaves on that place. The officer was insisting that the girl, Huilin, should show him some skill to pint and fire a gun, as after a small argument he made it clear to her that no matter if she was a scientist and field expert, if she didn't knew how to shoot she would be of no use to protect her own skin. There, he took the girl to the shooting line in front of the practice targets, and ordered a nearby soldier and skilled hunter, comrade Dheeraj, to borrow her his rifle and show her how to use it. @Asturies-Llion@Ayanka
  9. I accept the nomination Vote Varsala for Varsala
  10. Attention everyone, tomorrow (Saturday 20) will be the last day to submit your sheets! As lovely as it would be to have as many people possible, i need to put some limitation both on the player number to make it playable, and on the subscribing time so we don't leave other players waiting! Thank you for everyone who subscribed already!
  11. Varsala

    Hello comrades

    Welcome comrade, enjoy the stay! Also, i remember your nation, its heccing cool
  12. Daaaaang i love chars who can cook and butcher well They are a very cool kind of badass
  13. On character creation: To make this easier for you all, here is a very simple chart that explains your options for characters. Default - Yaroi people The people of the Union of Socialist Republics are the absolute majority in this scenario. They are humans, non-magic users and composed mainly of 3 distinct ethnicities with different cultures: The Wari, the most prominent and populous group (which are "east asians" such as chinese and mongols) that are inserted on the context of a "cultural melting pot" for what in the real world we would recognize as east and south asian cultures; the Roina (which are Dravidian indian people) who are from a very militaristic culture that values the several deadly martial arts that were developed by those people; and the Heibai (which are a mix of Balkan/Slavic and somewhat of north-india peoples), who live in the place that is the intellectual and ideological core of the Revolution, as it was in Heibai that the Revolution was born and from there it was spread. Those are the default option, and for them you can make any sort of backstory you want, as they are the ones who are in default being drafted to war. Conscription is extended to everyone who wishes to protect the Revolution, men and women, adults, elderly and even children. You can be a peasant, a worker, a member of the party, or anything you want without needing any sort of "excuse" to end up as a conscript. Even criminal convicts can enter this, knowing that the government guaranteed that convicts who serve in the war earn their liberty from the moment they join the army. Wari: Heibai: Roina: Uncommon: Twai and Sedaran peoples - The Twai and the Sedaran are the peoples who live in several, extremely independent and heterogeneous city-states of what would later become the countries of Twootonnen, Itametocolosilis and Sedara. Twai are caucasians of mostly italian-germanic and celtic inspired culture, and are a reclusive but very free people with a very strong belief that they were brought to that continent and had their civilization build by aliens from outer space, with a culture that value nature and peaceful living, most often being vegetarians who live in communes in open fields or near the shore. The Sedaran being a nomadic people who live in the Saar Sand Sea, comparable to arabian peoples. Svaalian people - The svaalians are "scandinavian" people with the same origins as the Twai, a people called as Sgaardians or Sjersens. They have a culture strongly built around the lifestyle of piracy and sea fairing, those who embrace this lifestyle being in no way pacific nor even law abiding people. They are masters of navigation, and many of them know secrets of magic that are part of their ancient "norse" religion, thus some of them actually know how to use magic. They had been intimidated by the Yiimaran to not take part on war, but being pirates, the Svaalians do not obey a concrete government and are free to do whatever they please and join whatever quest they wish. With a brutal style of combat and devious wits, they make a good rogue-type character. Those are "uncommon" characters because in this scenario, they very much exist around Yaroi, but are not officially involved with the war, which means that obviously there is a clear possibility that people of those nationalities where present at the war, although not in large numbers for the ones who were there participated by their own personal reasons and volition. In other words, you can be a character of these nationalities, but you must have a backstory that at least justifies the reason you're on the war and how you ended up in Yaroi. It doesn't need to be complex, but needs to be at least plausible and justifiable. Twai: Sedaran: Svaalian: Rare: Yiimarans The Yiimarans are an aristocratic people of a "sister empire" to the Empire of Mithrillia. They are half-elves, specifically half-silevar (fire elves), and despite not being immune to fire like a full Silevar, they have the natural ability to bend fire and use fire magic. They are stronger, more agile and more resistant than a human, although not as much as a full blooded elf. They have long lifespans that goes from 120 years to indefinite time (in the case of aristocracy). Their nobility and bourgeoisie live practically in gilded cages, so much they are alienated from the outside world and lifestyle of any other people. As well, their economy is slave driven, and they do not discriminate who can be a slave, enslaving people of absolutely any origin or species, including other Yiimarans. If you wish to make your character a Yiimaran supporting the revolution, you absolutely must have a backstory that is convincing enough as to why a noble, who is born and rise on a aristocratic, fascistic ambiance with supremacist views decided to abandon their life, prestige and their entire family and culture in order to help people whom during their whole lifetime were taught that were vile and lowly scum born only to serve the superior Yiimarans. It must have been a convicing life changing experience. If you wish to be a Yiimaran slave because you really want to be a half elf and use magic but does not want to be a noble, you also need a really good backstory to how did they manage to escape and end up in the middle of the Yaroi. Yiimarans: Character sheet: Now, to the part that matters the most. To create your character, you must submit a character sheet that must contain the following elements: Name: Age: Origin or Species: (Yaroi, Twai, Yiimara, etc) Occupation: (your job before the war) Physical description: Backstory: Characteristics: (15 points) Abilities: (15 points) Inventory: (up to 7 items) Picture (Opitional): "But Varfle, how does Characteristics and Abilities work?" Simple, Characteristics are traits that describe your character's personality and capacities, you must add up to 15 Characteristics. Those define what your character is able or not to do, and will be taken in account when i roll dice for actions that your character will do. For example, if you intend to break down a door, you must have some characteristic that will help them perform that action, like "Strong". Example of characteristics: Charismatic, Intelligent, Strong, Skilled with Guns, Skilled with Blades, Agile, Perceptive, Can Drive, Trained Farmer, Good Speaker, Natural Leader, Martial Arts Expert, Artistic Talent, (etc etc) Abilities are "actionable skills" that your character can do, they are similar to skills/spells thar are seen on a game, and you must add up to 15 Abilities. As well, to have an ability, your character must have characteristics that allow them to perform that action. For example, your character can only have the ability "Quick retreat" if they have characteristics like "Agile" or "Good with tactics" Example of abilities: Sprint, Long Distance Shot, Cryptogram Deciphering, Heavy Toss, War cry, Body slam, Hide, (etc etc) Now that you have your information, bring in your characters!
  14. The hour is tense for the young republics of the United Socialist States of Yaroi, a confederation of several nations held together by a central democracy ruled by the Party. It had only been a couple decades that Yaroi had gone through its revolution, overthrowing the oligarchy of the United States of Yaroi and spreading this revolution across the several countries that compose the union. Still in a fragile state yet with a strong spirit, the Yaroii are now faced with a sudden menace: their old lords, the Principality of Yiimara, who once ruled across half the continent. These monarchic overlords taken by the will to conquer back their lost lands, take on a quick advance through the territories of Yaroi as the Party was stuck on a perpetual filibuster of politicians unable to agree with what course of action to take, while their territories were being quickly lost. Taken by surprise, the Yaroii see their only hope on giving all of their administrative and decision power on the hands of a most trusted revolutionary leader, Yao Meng, who is now in charge to command the massive land into a state of Total War to resist the Yiimaran menace. The war scenario is despairing and devastating, to first put simply. The Yiimarans arrived with their great White Horde, a elite army with a powerful navy, and for years had been spreading their influence across the continent through menaces and taxing, now moving to a direct attack against the Socialist Republics, a nation that have undergone a revolution only 13 years ago and is mostly defended only by local militias and guerrillas. Due to the delay of the central government the Yiimara had enough time to overwhelm Yaroi troops as their enormous navy -their largest and main force- were sent sailing up the Wai River, going upstream through the numerous Dams, Locks and Canals built by the Yaroi themselves. Simultaneously they took the coasts at south of the Yiimara Capitol Island, which was all of the Socialist Republics' northern coast, sending the nation in a state of great alarm. The Yiimarans clearly have plain knowledge that the strategic center of Yaroi is the Yaroi City, localized in the middle of the Yar Lake, and is the only truly large and industrialized urban center, not to mention it is the administrative center of the country that only a decade ago was on a semi-feudal state. They had been advancing towards the capitol both through the Wai River, that leads directly to the Yar Lake, through land by west taking lands on the Republic of Jin, and at north advancing from the coast. As well, they have taken a good portion of land across the Republic of Wai'Jin, and the one that had resisted the most so far being the Republic of Heibai. Where the Yiimarans pass they leave a trail of terrible trail of destruction, pillaging crops and cities, slaughtering elderly and children, enslaving war prisoners and ravishing the women. They use of both biological and chemical weapons, causing thousands of civilian casualties, and wherever they go they install camps of forced labor for the war prisoners under the tutelage of their special forces composed by mage overseers, although only a small minority of their forces are mages. In this chaos, Yaroi put its decision power on the hands of one of their most illustrious veteran commanders from the Revolution war, the First Marshall Yao Meng, who had given general orders for the more organized troops to send missions specially to the Wai River, to the fronts of the Jin Republic, and overlands going past the Yiimaran fronts to the lands of Yiin'tar, which borders the Union of Socialist Republics at west, and also has great focuses of revolution even although they haven't joined the Union so far. The Yaroii have a vast use of very rudimentary airplanes and to a lesser extent tanks, although those techs in their power are very experimental and unsafe, while the Yiimaran have much more advanced equipment, as well larger domain over biological and chemical weapons, not to mention a more centrally organized army, despite their truly great force being concentrated on the navy. That paired with the fact Yiimarans are naturally magic-able, as well stronger and more agile than humans, the Yaroi know that they are on every side in disadvantage except for their much greater numbers and their unbreakable spirit of defending the revolution. On such way, they are fully aware that a frontal confrontation with the White Horde would be a mission bound to fail, so the greater focus of the Yaroi forces are to disrupt supply lines of food and weapons that goes for the White Horde, either stealing supply trucks and redirecting them to Yaroi forces or downright destroying the supplies, as well largely using of guerrilla tactics to bait them into going to dense woods where they have territorial advantage, most of those missions having place in Yiin'tar. As well, delaying the advance of Yiimaran fronts at Jin through a scorched earth technique, burning down crops, destroying villages and poisoning wells only to stop those resources to have any use when captured by the enemy, this way depleting their frontlines of food and water resources when paired with the supply line disruption. Yet another plan that is going in secret is the sabotage of a dam at the Wai River, in order to flood the area and incapacitate the Yiimara naval fleet, both missions that require both for the Yaroi forces to evacuate the civilians and do the dangerous job. -------------------------- Map: Bright pink - Territories directly under Yiimaran rule Faded pink - Territories recently put under Yiimara influence and rule Dark pink (n° 6) - Territory of Yiin'tar Yellow - Union Of Socialist Republics: 1 - Republic of Yaroi 2 - Republic of Jin 3 - Republic of Wai'jin 4 - Capital District (Yar Lake and Yaroi City) 5 - Republic of Heibai White line - Advancement of Yiimara troops Faded brown - Yaroi territories occupied by Yiimara forces Dark Brown - Territories beyond the Takai Mountains, land of the Twai and Arni peoples (not relevant to the current scenario)
  15. Im a bit biased to say, because the 5th is also my personal favourite since i had played this scenario with Yaroi in our world building.. I like exactly the prospect that it is one of the scenarios were you can be of any of the available species, use both high tech, low tech and magic, and also has several sides to join and each of them have their own unique perspective of the war(Yaroi socialists, Varsalin socialists, Mithrillian nazbols, Jötunn "hivemind society" integralists, and Krieger nazi-orks). Although i have a feeling that if one would play on the Krieger side, they would probably be most tempted to be a partisan 😛
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