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The situation in the Eastern European Coalition seemed to have improved for the better - as Silvia could note, dressed in her warm coat, and scarf. How ironic it seemed, the frozen wind and cold had come suddenly from the sky itself. Slowly freezing over the sea that several strange bombs had impacted and detonated in.

A cold that bit deep into the body - if this would have happened in her world, then likely many would have perished in the week alone. But the humans, they laughed at the cold - in fact, it seemed to have been a blessing and a curse. The cold meant, that they had to shift gears - as Silvia could see at her work, how quickly. They went from making regular equipment, to winter clothing. One which even she wore, a weird fabric that was both slick as silk yet tough and warm. Boots and gloves that kept the cold away - and letting only her face be affected. And the humans had enough to outfit their people, and their armies. 

The notion of food, was solved - as they simply had farmlands covered in large green-houses. All of this fueled by energy from the atom. The world-annihilating material, that could supposedly destroy mountains was being used to power the home she lived at. If this war could be stopped - then the such a life could easily be shared with others. As Silvia would know - as she was able to watch from something called a 'television'. A strange collector crystal-box - that showed 'shows' that people watched. From news, to even entertainment.

Their house liked to watch such called 'criminal-shows' - where humans caught their own criminals. It showed - that despite their violent ways, modern humans were VERY orderly. Even the fact of stealing was punishable - in the human world, only the will of the person was what could drive them forward. As the notion of chieftains, monarchs, and kings had been long eliminated.

Silvia was on the coach with her fellow housemates, watching one of her favorite shows here in the world, looking at how this group of people solve crimes without the aid of any magical device or spell. And how it would certainly end in an intense firefight in the end, that would send her jumping once the protagonist was backed in the corner. But, aside from the usual thrilling day that she was having, the cold troubled her deeply.

The cold seems so unnatural that it made her wondered, if the cold wave was engineered by the people she knew as the russians. And seeing how prepared they were, her suspicious seem to grow on but, as clever as she was feeling, she couldn't help wish to be wrong as the though of should a devastating could wipe out whole population centers in one month. 

This feeling of weakness continued to nag on, as she continued to work in enemy lands. "I hope their ok back there." She prayed as she looked at the skies but, a miracle of some sort happened, as a familiar surge of energy entered her body. Her eyes light up in delight, as this was a sign to her that this is the time to make her move.

"Record it for me." She said as she stood up and made her way to door, waving goodbye to them as she leaves catching most of them off guard. Soon, after she makes her way up to her friends racing along the sideway to where she believed her friends would be.

In this snow, and it being their only weekend off - they'd like spent time in the nearby coffee shop. Or rather, they should be - just as Silvia was about to reach it, she was suddenly hit by a sphere of snow. "Ahahahahaha! Got ya Silvia!" laughed Katerina, having caught Silvia in the chest.

It was another strange thing the modern humans did - literally laughing at the cold, and using the fallen snow to play games with each other. Namely being 'snow-ball fighting' - something that was strange yet also fun for the whole family in some cases.

"What ya doing out here Silvia?" asked Tina, soon walking over and helping Silvia up. "I thought you were watching reruns of 'Lie to me' - what caused you get out running on your weekday off?"

She giggled at the two's playful nature as she rubs out all of the snow from her clothing. "I was searching for you two." She quickly replied with a more playful and happier tone than what she ever sounded before. "I have something to tell you." She eagerly adds as she urges them to come closer to her. 

"Let’s talk somewhere private." She softly said with a somehow serious tone as they get close enough to her. Still caught between the arms of her friend.

"Okay fine, Silvia - what secret plans you have to share?" they asked, soon making their way to the park. Where there were alot of people, having fun and enjoying themselves. Nobody would notice three more individuals coming down to sit and talk in the local park.

"So? Was-up? You found a boyfriend? You got knocked up by a one-night stand? I know Julia fell into the trap..." she started.

"Um..." She pauses for a while as she sits in the bench for a while and the mood of the conversation turned into a bit tenser than what they were comfortable with. "You're all accept me right, whoever and whatever I am right?" She asked nervously, fideling her hand as she waits for their answer.

"C'mon girl - what is bugging you?" asked Katerina, gently padding her shoulder and looking at her. "Aye. We accept you - no matter how you look."

"I'm not human." She confessed looking down to the ground in disgrace, waiting for their hatred to flow out. 

But, deep inside she wished that they would accept her and embrace her with open arms.

"Mhm. What else is new?" replied Katerina, her mood not as cheery as before - more somber, yet not directly hating at Silvia. "Those ears sadly gave away your identity rather soon. We did catch glimpses of them, no matter how many times you tried to hide them under your hair."

"So....your what? Fleeing the orcs' massacre as well? Have your world taken over by them?" added Tina, humans weren't as stupid as Silvia might have thought. While some might have thought her as some weird 'social creature' - humans did have many different quirks on how people like to look and dress anyway. Although Silvia did raise some red-flags to some - especially with a huge war going on.

She rose her head in surprised with the answer they gave, instead of the hate filled words that she expected to hear. But, what shocked her the most was the questions they asked after. 

"I'm running away from the end of days that your race has brought upon my world." She answered. "Or what we were talked about." She continues explaining, but still kind of shocked with the situation. 

"And also not all the orcs are bad." She adds quickly, as her cheeks seem to glow a soft red seemly remembering something.

"What end days? From the look of things - your kind is smashing into ours? What did we ever do to your kind?" asked Tina, a bit more hostile, than she wanted - but she soon calmed down, once Katerina padded her shoulder.

"Listen Silvia. You have shown, that your a cool gal and all. But well...you kinda do look like us. Plus we humans have a sense of well....you likely have read about it. Tribalism. We dislike the different. Before you guys came - we were very divided. But now, you have these creatures coming in. Most of which look like orcs. It is kind of hard to see the opposite - when many people saw on TV. How the Gate in New York City - where a man was trying to shake hands with an orc - ended with said orc crushing the poor man. So do tell me, who are the good ones?"

"I don't know but, it happened so fast." She said quite confused with what she heard. "The ground itself opened, then lighting as big of a mountain came, hitting my village, then cities, and it never ended." She continues, explaining her side and what she experienced so far. "Then this orc shaman came out of nowhere and started blaming your kind, and it seems like he was right as giant rifts of energy formed around certain locations, leading to what we call the gate." She explains even further still confused.

"They continued even further and we arrived here in this world, and with all of this tech, it felt like the shaman was right." She ends as the rest was common knowledge for the humans, that they attacked and spared no one.

"Well. How about asking first?" replied Tina. "For one - I suppose you know that Legacy build those. And I ain't sure if they meant to do it or not - but 'Ground Zero' on the Gates weren't pretty either."

Namely Silvia would have new information on how the gates released a localized gravitational explosion - that did injure some humans on the spot. "Your orc shaman must have not realized - the stupidity he had accomplished. Us humans can be idiots when it comes to our own kind. But give us a common enemy - and you'd better watch out..."

"So, Silvia? What are you planning now? You try anything inside here - and the KGB would pick you up, within a night. Also - it is only a matter of time, before the leaders decide on switching to the nuclear option..." sighed Katrina. That was one thing Silvia had to keep in mind - the monsters might keep on coming, but eventually the humans might decide that some parts of their planets might be 'acceptable targets'. Or human term for bombing a previous position considered sacred or wanted to be saved. Once the humans started using these atom weapons - then likely ANY chance of peace would be gone. If any of those weapons would be got through a Gate into her world - then it might be ten times worse, than what was happening now.

A single atom weapon could annihilate her entire species - if it landed in the wrong spot.

"I know." She said worried for her kind, a sentiment that is rare for her since the collapse of her race. "But, the elves are not a nation." She bitterly adds. "And we don't even want anything to do with one another." She remarks on her races biggest weakness. 

"And well the world was being destroyed and the construct king summoned the elves into battle, only a maximum of only 50 joined out of thousands scattered around Titania." She sadly replied quite lost on what to do. "I'm an elf queen back in my tribe, but they only contained fairies and other various creatures but, there was no other elf with me there." She adds reinforcing that the elves were utterly divided. 

"And I don't have any power in the orc army, the avians, the naga and the other races involved in the war." She continues to explain. "Though I know someone that has the power to do so." She continues to think of ways to end the war without any bloodshed. 

"Sounds like your kind IS like us," replied TIna. "Your divided over the most stupid and dumb reasons imaginable. It is nothing new."

"As much as it pains me to say this - you need to have something else to give," replied Katerina. "This isn't me being hostile. It is the fact, the KGB - if they found out about you, they'd literally grill you for information. You'd need something more solid, something that would give them a reason to keep you around for longer."

"This isn't us being hostile to you Silvia - it is the fact; the orcs have pretty much burned any direct road to diplomacy. Hence why our Intelligence Agency is taking not any chances with infiltrators," she added. Silvia would know about them, from what she could read on their history. In essence - they'd make the most brutal orc torturer even shy away from meeting the KGB. It showed, that while the humans were capable of great kindness - they were also able and willing to empower men and women, to protect them in the shadows.

"I can use magic." She said as she summons a small ball of light from her fingers, dim and small enough for the others in the park not see. "I know how I can be useful, I'll been reading." She said with a sigh as the ball of light disappears. 

"But, the elves are not like your people." She said. "We have a saying, trust an orc in a fight, trust a human in food, trust a dwarf to fix your bow but, never trust an elf." She sadly adds. "The elves since the ascendance have never wanted to trust more than three elves in their lifetime." She continues to explain the complexity of elf relationship. 

"Its easier for us to take control of a kingdom rather than convince another elf." She rants as she recalls a lot instances in the past which it was true. "But, we can't stay like this." She says feeling gloom at the fact. "Or we'll die." She adds. "But, I don't know what I should do to convince them." She adds quickly ending her string thoughts.

"Wow. Cool trick. We have final confirmation that magic does exist," said Tina with some humor.

Before Katerina took over speaking. "Listen, Silvia - you can't lead a horse to water, if it doesn't want to drink. By which, I mean of your people don't want to unite, forcing them together might not be a viable solution."

"Tell me this. If your kind knew how we lived - couldn't they join us as well?" she asked.

"They would join, if they want to join and have found you worthy." She answers bumping her out for a while for her sentiment for her race was real. "I do not speak for them but, what it’s worth I'll join them" She adds with a small smile. 

"I need your help." She said as she looks at both of you in the eyes. "Please promise me that you'll help me." She quickly follows as she is about to tell them her plan.

"Oy. You’re our friend. But we ain't gonna bomb anything if that is your idea," replied Tina, to which she got slapped on the head by Katerina.

"Ignore her. What you got in mind?"

"Don't worry I don't want to enrage your people even more." She said with Tina's remark. "I want to speak to your leader, and hopefully arrange an agreement to help and spare my people." She answers, "I know it’s a bit to ask but, please help me." She continues. "I know I don't represent them but, I know that the elves are already sick of warfare." She ends, waiting for her friends answer.

"Yeah. That is easier said than done," replied Katerina.

"You can't just pop on out, into a meeting. Since there are Guards and people there, whom are designed to prevent people like us from bothering them..."

"You wouldn't want some assassin to walk in to your leaders, now would you?" she added. 

"The only idea I can come up with - is if you get taken in by the KGB and give them a reason, to bring you before the Council of Twelve. But you’re not going to like it."

She sighs are her only option. "I do not have the mana to get their attention but, if that the only way than I will." She said with determination as she turns to you. "Now, how do I get captured by them?" She asks Katerina flowing with determination. "I'll accept anything, and any suggestion you guys suggest, just say it." She ends waiting for their answers.

"Yeah...that is a rather weird request. How can we help you get captured and likely tortured by the KGB," replied Katerina - thinking to herself. "How about not captured, but turncoat? You do want to stop this war, yes? The best way might be to offer them information that might speed up such an end."

"Oh, that’s good to hear but, where should I start?" She said opened to the being a traitor if it means the survival of her friends and family back in the gate and in Titania, seemly lighten up with the idea. "But, where should I go?" She asks her friends.

"I think we can help with that. Although, we might have to change your image a bit - and have your remade in appearance. Then we can call them in and have you escorted away," replied Katerina. "Although...it still will not be a pretty week or longer for you."

"I'm prepared for it." She quickly responds as she readies her body and follows the girls to where they would go to and follow their every direction, wearing what they said and even apply the cursed make up that Silvia feared the most, as the unnatural feel makes her very uncomfortable. 

She did everything that they told her to do in order to make sure that the plans become a complete success, while also doing that she stocks up on mana filling up her empty reserves. In case of a plan B is in order. "Now what?" She said still unsure with her outfit as it was the first time she is wearing something like that, but it did make her feel important in some sense.

"Yeah...try to look meek and cooperative," replied Katerina - as Silvia would soon hear the boots of soldiers, and also the feared KGB. The Secret Police soon enough, entered the house that Katerina and Tina shared - already then and there, Silvia could see the cold look in the eyes of the man. Wearing the usual hat and coat, associated with the Cold Era KGB - it seemed, some things were still kept around out of nostalgia.

While the soldiers in questioned, wore all black and red - gas masks covering their faces, as they carried AK's with grenade launchers. Likely armed with tear gas, in case they needed to subdue her. "You the renegade?" asked the Agent, looking at Silvia - his tone and posture lacking any warmth.

"I am the turn coat holding valuable information towards the armies of Titania." She answers not showing a shred of dishonesty in her tone and voice. "I can and will deliver to you all the high-ranking officials that has been spearheading the forces of Titania." She follows up as she looks at the KGB officer, making sure to not give out any hostile moves that could affect her in the long run. 

"I will do so only under the safely of my people, the elves." She lays out her demands to the officer, one with a determined and honest look But, in the inside nervous and barely keeping it together. "And I will not fight back, and I will follow you all quietly and without any trouble." She adds waiting for his action.

"Sir. This woman had been left for dead. Her own kind don't want war - and she has some information about the war-" spoke Katerina, before she was ordered to silence. 

"Get her up," he ordered - as soon the armed men, went over and grabbed her by the arms. Lifting her up onto her feet - their hold was tight and strong. To prevent her from trying to escape or anything else - as the Agent soon walked close enough for them to be face to face. "These...people here, seem to consider you a friend. For your sake...and theirs - you better not bullshit me, and speak only the truth. So, help whatever Deity that your worship - since I am in no mood for any crap. Understand, invader?"

He didn't allow her to reply - as soon enough Silvia was dragged out. Namely to a waiting APC - where she was soon cuffed and had a bag soon to cover her head. As she was driven off - needless to say, she was in darkness for about an hour. Before she was told to walk or rather got dragged - and eventually seated somewhere and had the bag pulled off her face.

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"Name. Rank." Across from her, was a man dressed in a similar way, as the Agent that had taken her in - cut-throat, thuggish and not to be messed with. Her location, seemed to be a tiny room, with a metal chair and table and a single light-bulb hanging from the ceiling.

"I am Silvia Wolfbane Leader of the nation of Salvan." She introduces herself and her rank, while retaining her composure. "And I will tell you everything you need to know." She follows up as she feels finds herself strapped into the chair. "And I promise you that, I will not lie, and I will only tell the truth." She continues as she waits for the reply of the agent desperately trying to keep her cool.

"I will make sure the war ends, for my people, for my kind, for my friends and everyone that I met in my lifetime." She says breaking the silent as the agent keeps quiet for some time after her statement. "All of this shouldn't even happen in the first place, if the people of Titania knows the truth but, as long as he stands the war will never end." She adds as not saying who to sell her worth.

The Agent didn't say anything, merely pulled some files from the folder he was carrying with him. Soon enough pictures of her, working and otherwhere was revealed - it seemed her incognito attitude hadn't been as secret as she thought. "Seems to me, you look more like a desperate refugee," he replied - not telling her, that everybody had been photographed when they arrived in the station.

"So then. Try and keep things reasonable," he added - not revealing if he was angry or pleased, just a dull and bored look on his face. "Information. Start off first. Do tell, why shouldn't you have started this war? First time, you found an enemy that doesn't bend over? Too bloody for your great hordes?"

She sighs as she gives off the general answer of what he was asking. "We assumed." She answers saddened by the fact. "The day it started our world teared itself apart, large pillars of lighting vaporized everyone and anything that stood in its way, the ground opened spewing molten rocks everywhere, and I heard large walls of water shallowed cities whole." She explained showing signs of fear in her eyes. “To us it was the end of the world and we lost a lot." She continues with her eyes clouded in fear. 

"Then out of the nowhere, this orc shaman yelled out with gustav that whoever was on the other side was the one that did all of this, calling you all the world eaters, and it felt so right, your people were there and all we can do was to fight to save our world." She ends disappointed with their actions, now knowing the truth that they weren't the cause.

"So, in the shortest answer. You guys went on a Crusade - because some mystic individual told you to and spoke, how he knew the answer?" replied the Agent, rolling his eyes, and muttering something about Christian Crusaders.

"So, retrospect. You guys fucked up big time - by believing in the words of a likely fanatic and radical," he said, soon sitting down and taking a decent more interest in her. "Okay. How do we reverse that? Assassinate this target? Bomb him? Poison?"

"Start explaining the races."

She lowers her head in disappointment. "Yes, we made the mistake." She sulks after answers his next question of how the shaman found out. "He saw it in his dream." She answers with a sad voice. "We should have figured it out that we were wrong." She adds with a saddened look. "Killing the shaman will make him a symbol for the alliance and will escalate the war." She answers. "Instead we should show them that they were wrong, and the shaman led them to genocide than safety or the promised golden age that will follow." She offers instead to the agent.

"Several races have joined the alliance but, of course not all." She starts off explaining the alliance. "The ones that didn't joined are the humans, giants, dyrads, fairies, lizard men and more." she explains even further. "However, for the ones that joined the alliance were the mysterious avian and the naga, then of course most of the orcs, a few of the elves and many more." She explains the members of the alliance. 

"As time goes by and the humans and the other races will in no doubt join as they would think that the orc shaman is right but, as the war continues the orc warlords that lost their clans and gained nothing in returned are talking about a war to end this nonsense that the shaman did." She explains taking a long time as she takes a break, as she looks at what the agent would do, abit worried on what his reaction would be.

The Agent was surprised about hearing of humans on their world, and quickly got out a notepad and pen and started writing down information on that. "Interesting. How big is your world and all of your people combined?" he asked, writing down her answer. While in their time and age - counting every last one, was almost impossible - he could count out enough to realize, they barely reached half a billion.

"So then. Tell me this - with what we know, why would we want to talk? We could just bombard all your little tree-hugging friends into oblivion. You do know, what we are capable of?" he asked - before they heard a knock on the glass. That caused the Agent to exit the room - as she heard the sound of some shouts and arguments outside. Soon enough, somebody else entered the room - a man dressed far better than the Agent, a diplomat.

"Pardon his tongue. Miss Silvia is it? Your eager to stop this war - I will say, the upper echelon of our is looking for a solution. One that hopefully wouldn't involve nuclear annihilation. Since your a member of this...world. What do you suggest we can do, to end this war before either of us - takes drastic measures?"

She shutters at the sudden question that the diplomat asked cause even now she didn't know what move would instantly end the war and it would have to be as bloodless as possible for both sides. "Killing the orc shaman will not end the war, but will increase the fantasy's determination to wage war and it will escalate the war even further." She said as she tries to kind of a way. 

"How about, we make a nation in the fantasy, one that will convert the people to open their arms to us." She quickly answers. "One that can become powerful enough that they can even tip the balance and the power of the Shaman." She adds even further. "And of course, they will make sure to pay your nation back for their help." She adds trying to sell the idea.

"Well there are three things wrong with that kind of thinking. One, how would we even create such a nation. Two, how would we even make your 'allies' open up to us. And three, how would we even get to such a place," he asked - his tone suggesting, that he thought Silvia as idea was childish at best.

"I think it best we start small. We have some of your kind right here - how about starting off, my converting them to our cause? We have had zero ability in trying to interrogate them. Namely since they don't speak our language or have a desire to show any wish to learn it," he spoke. "Your different. You have. You can start building our trust by talking with your own kind. Under guard of course...."

"You're right." She said as his rebuttal was spot on but, lights up to the thought of her helping the elves capture in Russia. "I'll tell make sure that they learn that your kind isn't to blame." She said accepting his offer without a second thought, despite being watched. And the thought of reuniting the elves here was too attractive to past up. 

"But, the elves don't take kindly to other elves, something happened to that the elves don't band together anymore." She sadly said. "But, I'll try my best to convince them to help us." She continues not wanting to be outed from the offer.
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"You might have to do so, since our welcome wasn't as pleasant either," replied the man, soon ordering her to be brought up. Still cuffed yet without the bag.

As she was lead into a camp - namely a place, where she could see her own kind. Wearing orange jumpsuits and showing various signs of injury. Inflicted or old scars at that.

After seeing the elves, she quickly spoke out filled with emotions as this war was so devastating, as their scars contained tell a million stories and despite being in the same cage, it seems like there relationship with one another is meager at best. "I'll make sure all of you are alright." She responded only to be replied with a few rather angry replies. 

Most of them doesn't make sense as they were swearing and cursing in the elven language, but it was visible to Silvia that they were extreme as fear and sadness fills her up with every passing minute.  "You’re working with them now!?" One of them loudly yells out in their language. "FILTH." Another yells out and more insults starts flying right after another. 

Soon, tears starts to fall from her eyes as she had expected this to happen to but, with confidence she asks the diplomat "If she can be freed and go inside with them." Using their language enraged the elves even further but in the bright side all of them seem to be agreeing in one thing rather than fighting amongst themselves.

The Diplomat soon yelled out, with a voice that rang over that of Silvia and the other gathered elven. It was the sound, that most had come to fear - or rather, what followed. As the gathered guards, soon made that sound - the sound of cocking their weapons or pulling back the lever, that signaled their arms were loaded. Many who had tried to escape or attacked the guards - would have injuries reminding them, how painful a rubber bullet could be.

It was at least enough, for them to all be silenced. "Speak to them, and tell them - what you have known. Then tell them, if they are willing to act like a civilized culture - we are up for talking with them," he said to her - indicating, that another such incident wouldn't end nicely to either of them.

The elves have retreated backwards as the fear of getting hit by rubber bullets, made them stop and hear out what she has to say, though they look with anger with what they assumed to be the biggest traitor of their world and their race. So, with a heavy heart they listened as they didn't have a choice not to. 

Silvia terrified at what the diplomat meant, stood there in silence thinking of the right words to say, confident she takes a deep breathe and looks at them with confidence. "Have you all learnt nothing." She starts catching the attention of the elves around with a confused look. "We are a dying race and we have no right to go to war because of our sins in the past." She continues showing hints of being anger with every word. "Lay down your arms, we already done our part in this war and we can't take back what we did." She continues changing to an sincere tone. "Our war is over, and we don't need to spill anymore blood, but that doesn't mean we have to be fragmented like before." She adds. "Everything around us are changing, so we must change our ways with it." She ends still wanting her race to be unified again.

Her words were painfully true as the elves only joined in hopes of redeeming their race from their mistakes and in truth the ones that suffered the least was the elves themselves. So they lowered their heads in shame, as they felt that they were doing the same mistake all over again. To the non-elves in the area they couldn't understand a word she said but, it was visible that the fighting spirit the elves had was gone as they lay their backs onto the walls but, there was signs of hope in their eyes.

She sighs in relief feeling like she just defused a bomb, feeling a surge of success as the elves calmed down. "Their fine now." She said felling a little bit happy. "They will no longer fight anymore." She continues to explain waiting for his responds, keeping their history a secret for now.

"We shall see about that," replied the Diplomat, soon enough snapping his fingers and then - a stack of papers was dumped onto her lap. Alongside several pencils. "There are about fifty elves locked up here. There are twenty pencils here. And about a hundred forms here for them to fill out."

"Since you know our language - you get the job, of starting out by having them sign in their names and other such skills and knowledge they might possess," replied the Diplomat. "Once that is done - I shall return. Let’s see you start out with something small - and for both our sake, I do hope you people manage to fill out these forms correctly and without any missing details."

"Understood?"

"I understand." She answered as she takes the forms and the pens which she immediately gives to the elves. Not knowing what to do they looked at it with curious eyes, until everyone of them had one. “I need you all to form this up.” She said as she raises her own form. “First off this is where you put your name.” She points out and explains what to put in the others, the elves listened before they started as to avoid mistakes. 

After she finished teaching them what to do she begins to give out the pencils to the first twenty, keeping a close eye on what they were writing and checking quickly correcting the mistakes before they get way out of hand. “For your name you can write it in our language but, for the others write what I wrote here.” She adds, showing them her form. 

“For those that live in the parts of construct forge, this is how you write it.” She says showing her form, while she asked for one of the pens that she gave out writing out what the other locations would be spelled and written on. “For this on here write what skills you have, if you’re a hunter or an experience portion maker please write it here, but please write it like this.” She continues to explain as she writes the occupations in Russian.

Soon, the first ones were finished still confused on why they had to write quickly passing it onto the others so that they can finally start theirs. “If you are finished please give it to me.” She says as she sees that some of them were already finished filling up their forms. 

After a few lengthy hours of teaching and correcting, Silvia was finally done and with a sigh of relief she compiles and takes a look at it one last time making sure that there were no more mistakes and after making sure that all of it was done she turns to them and bows. “Thank you.” She says happily as she gives out the papers to a nearby soldier telling that they were all done.

The Diplomat eventually returned to accept her forms. As he soon looked over a few, and nodding in reply - handed it to another waiting soldier.

Before he turned to talk with Silvia. "You did your part. Now then. What would your kind want in reply?" he asked.

Namely this was a simple common courtesy for doing something without much backtalk and to foster a bit trust between them.

"Ask them, if they'd like something. Within reason of course..."

She turns to the elves, explaining the whole situation to them, still saddened by the loss of their worth, they talked with one another. And after a moment they spoke of a place to think, though most of them were asking for more, most of them wanted to rest and think, so she turns to the diplomat.

"Most of them wants a place to rest and think." She answers. "They need time to think out all of this and what to do, afterwards." She adds as the elves didn't have any motivation or will to do anything at the moment, especially submit themselves fully to a foreign ruler. "Of course, you can keep them under watch and they won't mind." She ends as she waits for his answers thinking that it was reasonable.

The Diplomat soon snapped his fingers and talked over with a few things - as soon enough, the elves would be moved from their outside confinment into a more comfortable, dry and bedded situation. It was simply taking them from an outside camp into a more traditional prison. At least it was far warmer here, and they a softer place to sleep in.

In addition, they eventually soon started having some meals come as well - a far cry from the previous of having them simply fed off of simplistic oatmeal and bread. This time there was at least greens, meat and water as well. As Silvia was soon ordered to keep an eye on them and to get their understanding after a couple of days.

After the elves were finally taken to the prisons and assigned with their own rooms, they started to rest, while some of them started to meditate but, most of them were contemplating about their lives and what was to come. But, for several days most of them we're silent looking off to the walls like they were watching a tv. Still despite their lack of noise Silvia didn't had any trouble talking and making them understand, talking to them about the modern human's side of the story. 

The silence however didn't last long as the elves started conversing with the guards, though only a small amount of them did, they were starting to talk and bond with the patrols. Though sadness still lingers the air as most of them decided to not talk but, sit around their quarters and stare blankly at the walls.

It became evident to the Diplomat - that the elves weren't much suffering under human rule, but something themselves that prevented them from operating beyond small mercenary units. Namely they were running out of time themselves - that Command was willing to provide, to get the elven into something that would aid them against the war.

After some discussions with Silvia - all of the elves were gathered to watch a documentary. Namely as the humans said - about World War One, as they called it. The bloodiest war in their own history - barring the current one. For the most part - if the elves thought that a movie, might not be much - they would be surely mistaken. Since these weren't the acts of theater or acts. Namely it combined human movie-magic - that made it almost un-recognizable from the real thing.

“What makes a human being want to kill another who has done him no personal harm? Patriotism.”

That was the first line they saw - in addition, to reading how about 40 million soldiers, were left dead, missing or wounded after such a war - a likely unmatched number by the standards of the other races. Thus, the documentary started - blasting the elves with images, that might make even some queasy or sick. It combined the aspects of human propaganda, that seemed almost worthless - the longer you watched. As every nation tried to excuse their reason for warfare. All of this - started by the killing of a single heir of an Empire. That had millions of regular people die in trenches - while the leaders kept on this meaningless act.

It was a meaningless sight - to follow the story of a failing artist, to see how both sides were 'humane' - then to have fate rip that all away in the form of a gas attack. Then the Austrian artist being shot dead by a Englishman. Who was the right and who was wrong? None knew - yet such was the life in the trench.

The word patriotism caught the attention of the elves. For them it was the cursed word, or the forbidden word. For this word brough genocide and death to the elves and the other races of the world. The great elven empire, the darkest part of the race history. Most of them was at one time part of it, and it was obvious who they were, as their eyes were burning with rage but, at the same time a hint of despair and sadness was present. 

Soon, they saw the devastation and the death, that the great war brought which was reminisint to the loses that they have suffered in that era. Families, clans, and kingdoms, none of them didn't survive their onslaught, now they knew that the modern humans are not different from them at all. 

The elves eyes were glued to the screen as it plays out scenes of machinegun fire that was able to mow down waves of soldiers in a matter of seconds, then the gas killed larges groups of them in a matter of seconds, artillery buried whole trenches and tanks that bulldozed whole defensive lines. 

But, they didn't know why they would show them this, this strain in their history, this abomination but, instead of hiding it they shown it to them catching them off guard. "Why would you show us this?" One of them asks as she watches, couldn't believe what she was seeing.

The Diplomat, had Silvia stand near the girl - likely to translate anything that might be lost in the language. "It is to show, that complete destruction and chaos is no excuse for complete apathy towards one species," he explained. "Your...guide....here. Has told us, that despite your rather divided culture and society - your likely one of the few, to listen to reason..."

That was a half-lie - Silvia had told them, that the elven race had been divided, hence why most elves despite being locked up didn't riot so much. They in essence, didn't care for the suffering of their own - or at least, not initially. In here, you had to work together to survive.

"This is to show, that war doesn't mean extinction. In our evolution, war had been a political tool - to achieve goals. Slowly in time, it became too high a cost to wage against each other. We became too connected with each other. Though conflict still existed, it never achieved a level as of right now," he explained.

"The thing about being intelligent and able to record your history. It is to remember, how bad war truly is - and to keep moving forward, not letting history become a crutch or reason to not evolve with the times," he stated - then got to their reason. "Silvia here wants to help us end this war. She believes in her kind, to help us end this war. Despite what you have heard of us - we do NOT enjoy constant state of warfare."
"We are right accustomed to peaceful existence. We show you this, to simply get your ass in gear and stop feeling sorry for yourself - and to get together and do something," he spoke - to usual Russian cursing that was usually common around the region. "Otherwise...we will be eventually to be using these....."

As he spoke, another documentary was soon placed instead of the Great War. Called simply to bombing of Kyoto - in namely animation. Something that Silvia had read about the 'atom-bomb' - now, both the elves and Silvia could see - the destructive weapon, that Humanity possessed, but so far hadn't used....yet. "...anything is preferable to extinction. It isn't right to bomb another sentient species, I will admit...us humans had forever assumed ourselves alone in this Universe. But if this war continues on...we...will....use this...to end the killing of our. Unless this war is stopped," he said. Letting the elves see how easily one could wipe out a hundred thousand people in a split second.

The atomic bomb was a sight to see, as they see a complete city the size so rare to see back in their world was effortlessly annihilated by one of them. The elves looked in shock and terror as the explosion was devastating. And no magic spell and artifact has the capability to deal that much damage and ruin in one go. 

"We will join you to end this war." Most of them said as the clip plays on, a sight that will haunt their memories for the rest of their lives. "We will do everything we can in order to prevent it from happening. She said with a determine look. "We will do everything we can to stop this war." She said as Silvia eyes lights up, for the first time the elves are doing something together, which made her smile and feel hopefully of her race future.

Silvia then got her reward - more stack of paperwork for her to fill out. Humanity did love their paperwork and all - as she was ordered to start and make a somewhat - idea of a government into existence. Or rather, a couple of elven prisoners - had the task now of creating a functional government at a prison facility.

Whatever deity they followed, it must have been laughing at the irony of their situation.

Silvia didn't hope in her lifetime that she would see the day, that the elves would be helping and forming their own community together once again. But, rather than feeling a sense of accomplishment, she was overcome with exhaustion due to the amount of paper work that she had to do. "WHY DO I HAVE TO DO THIS!" She yells out as mountains upon mountains of paper works and proposals decorates the room that she was given. 

While outside the Silvia's room, a group of five elves were gathering. "So its happening, the elves are going to unite." One of them says, quite unsure what to feel. "Well, it had to happen some day." Another quickly responds. "Well first off, we need to start thinking of what to do." Another one says. "We need to decide on what we need for this makeshift government to work. Namely, who's in charge, and how do we manage all of this." An female elf with green hair, with red eyes but, oddly the body of an 16 year old said as she sets the agenda of the meeting. 

"I'll take this chance to nominate the silver hair one as our acting leader, for now." She nominates the one currently buried in a sea of paper.  "I nominate myself as the leader." Another quickly responds, which certainly displeases the others, after a while a total of five candidates. “So let us start voting." After a few lengthy minutes the voting was done and with Silvia's winning.
"I'll tell her, the news after we're done, now let’s discuss, on how we gonna do this." She continues as they started exchanging idea after idea of systems that they could put up for how their micronation could work. The result was the establishment of a few mini organizations, which has their own respective responsibilities and problems that they needed to address. All settled and have decided the first of how they were gonna run things, after the representatives make their way to Silvia.

Soon, the door of the solitary room opens, and with them were four elves, primarily the little green haired one, a taller red-haired male, and two blue hair twins. "I am Tinia, the tall one is Perp and the twins are Hina and Hato and we are gonna be helping you run this elven colony of yours." She said, making Silvia drop her pen as the news hits her hard.


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