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Nation Name: Fadrus, Mare Impero

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Type of Government: Unitary states, led by a Monarch. Where provinces have a certain degree of autonomy, while the central Government has absolute power. Ex (The U.K.)
Head(s) of Government: Akinara Pascucci I (King)
Primary Species: Humans, and Merfolk.
Population:
Humans: 52,769,325.
Merfolk: 60,542,436.
Religious and Other Beliefs: God of the Sea.(expanded upon later if relevant)

Location/Territories: Midaden Enclave Islands

Climate: Tropical, Subtropical, and Temperate. Hurricanes, and tropical storms are frequent in the seas around the islands however they typically don’t strike the islands unless the storm is unusually strong.

Military: Mainly focusing on Naval and Air power the land troops have been lacking in recent years. Numbering 4,000,000 men across the branches of military.

The Navy is mostly composed of a motley assembly of older ships, some dating back over a hundred years. Fleets Composed of old sailing ships with simple field guns on deck, and ranging to the latest battleships. The majority of the ships sunk by the Fadrus fleets are retrieved from the seafloor by the merpeople and brought back to the islands for either salvaging or repairs. The entirety of the navy makes up over 2,500,00 men.

The Air Force on the other hand has seen a lot of growth in recent years. Almost the entirety of the air force is centered around the dirigible carriers. Which are capable of deploying up to 45 aircraft from their interior landing strip. These B31-Carriers are capable of extremely long distance flight. Other Aircraft include the D351-class defence blimps, which are armoured and armed against any air incursions. And of course the planes, most notably the FR.32 Fighter (Discontinued), F.200 Fighter Bomber, Fc.135 Medium Bomber, and F7A Fighter (Replacing FR.32’s).

Magic Usage: The most common types of magic found on the islands are Air and Water magic, the Air magic is more prevalent in the humans, while Water magic is more prevalent in the merfolk. Other types of magic are found but much less frequently than these two types. Those who do show some aptitude for magic are sent to a special university to hone their skills, and later are encouraged to join the armed forces.

History/ Background Info: The islands were discovered by Anastasio Pascucci, who was shipwrecked on the island by a tropical storm hundreds of years ago. He was saved by the princess of the merfolk and was brought ashore. Anastasio went on to marry the princess and encouraged mainlanders to come and colonise the islands. Years later when piracy was becoming a problem, King Anastasio, became concerned that the essentially free trade policy that he had would be affected severely by these pirates. However instead of pursuing the common solution to the piracy problem he came up with a different plan. First he dispatched a number of people to known pirate ports with a message, it read as follows:
“Privateers, in light of recent expeditions by other nations to hunt you down. I invite all privateers to the port of Fano on the 23rd of June to the River Stone and discuss your situation, and possible cooperation. Signed ~Nightmare”
“Nightmare” as he was called by his fellow privateers would go on to negotiate the Articles of Protection. Which would govern the interactions between the pirates and the Kingdom of Fadrus and her peoples.

Over the years the Kingdom’s trading prospered, and became one of the best mercantile states in the world. By the time of the volcano eruption Fadrus became home to 20% of world trade, passing through its ports. Even after the eruption due to Fadrus’s geographical location it was minimally affected by it. Once again giving the small state a very effective position on the global stage.

Culture: The Fadrus culture dates back to 1563, when the country was established. The culture while still focusing on olden traditions, is still modern to some degree. The core of the Fadrus culture revolves around the state, and it’s monarch. The state is the protector of the people, and the monarch is the great leader that has taken advantage of global conditions time and time again to help the country prosper. After the state the next group of importance is the family unit, in which traditionally the father provides for the family. However with the recent industrialization in the islands women are beginning to find work in agricultural,and industrial fields. Finally the core personal beliefs of the people revolve around the lack of a class system, they are only limited the amount of effort they choose to put in to advance in society.

The culture of the merfolk is vastly different when compared to the human culture. The merfolk mostly focus on themselves to the extreme of being almost isolationist towards all others except the humans on Fadrus who they see as fellow sea faring people, while the rest are land lubbers.

Economy (Main imports, exports, industries, technology level, etc.):
Exports:
Fish,
Rare Metals,
Helium

Imports:
Building Materials,
Food,
Coal,
Oil,

Industries:
Ship Building,
Underwater Mining,
Fisheries,
Salt pans,
Fruit Plantations,
Small scale Farming.
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Northern Mountain Range:
Over the past 61 years Vaspenians with the dream of restoring their nation to its former glory have fled to these mountains as a place of refuge, at first it was only a few here and there hiding out in the many caves and crevasses. But as their numbers grew a particular individual stood out among them, never giving out his name, only asking to be called “Herr General”. Single handedly he organized all of these small resistance groups into a large organization that would stand the test of time. Initially the group was only focused on entrenching themselves within the mountains, excavating large complexes within the mountains, these complexes would become known as the Bächer Citadels. Most of these citadels consisted of living quarters, a small armaments factory, and multiple bunkers camouflaged into the sides. While the larger ones also included command centers, and troop training facilities. These citadels were built all over the mountain range in relative secret.

1850:
During the excavation of one of these many citadels, the miners unexpectedly found an underground cave network that expanded out almost endlessly. Seeing this as a great opportunity Herr General ordered the tunnels be mapped to the finest detail. As these tunnels would be a massive help to transport supplies to other citadels without exposing the transport columns to the possible scrutiny of Yllendyr.
After a detailed mapping some of the teams reported back that they had seen many other paths that went deeper into the earth, when approaching these passages hieroglyphs would be noticeable on the walls with what looked like warning signs. Retracing their steps they would occasionally see more of this writing on the walls of the passages and other caves. The mapping teams also had the feeling of being watched while exploring the caverns, occasionally hearing the scurrying of feet, or clanging of metal on stone. Taking this information Herr General decided to have the hieroglyphs analyzed while cautiously proceeding with the plan to expand the underground tunnel network. In this way all of the citadels were interconnected with each other, soldiers were posted at the entrances to the tunnels 24/7 to keep a constant eye out for possible trouble from what were now called the Cavern People.

1860:
After a decade of convoys entering and departing the caverns a ritual had been conceived by the crews. Everytime they would leave a citadel for the next one, typically a 1-2 week trek by horse and carriage, at the first of these “Deep Passages” they would set out some trinkets such as dolls, toys, the occasional candy bar and such. Kneel down and pray for a safe passage through the caverns without rockslides, cave-ins or simply getting lost deep within the maze. After which the crews would leave the site and press on with their journey. If they came to a crossroads in which they were not sure which way to go a barely audible clanking noise could be heard from one of the tunnels heading towards them, progressively getting louder until it stopped just out of their vision. Then two red lights would turn on in the darkness, flash, turn back off, turn around and go back from whence it came. This would tell the crews which way not to go, as those that tried to follow the machine would reach a dead end. Those that did not offer up a tribute to the Cavern Guides would experience this phenomenon and may encounter trouble in the passages.
After a decade of watching this go on Herr General has ordered some peaceful expeditions into the Deep Passages to determine the entities behind this. At first as the expedition explored deeper into the caverns they would move slowly, constantly finding evidence of Living beings.



February 12th 1901, 1300hrs:
The steam engine 515, a 2-8-0 locomotive, was trundling through the Lierian countryside. When viewed from the ocean it was almost a picturesque sight to behold. The ocean on one side of the train while on the other side it was flanked by farms, and rolling hills. The beautiful snow capped mountains appeared in the distance, marking the border of Vaspen.
According to the manifest the engine was hauling 14 cars of guns and ammunition from the factories of Lieria to Vaspen for use by the auxilia. The train was due to arrive at the rail yard at Dorfun in five hours, and Waren the next day. The engineer Thomas Stuhr, and the fireman Hans Berger were going about their usual routine, while enjoying the view from the cab of the locomotive.

“Beautiful day innit Thomas?” Hans said after shoveling more coal onto the fire.

“It is Hans, but i got a bad feeling about later today.”

“Why’s that?”

Thomas Gestures towards the ocean and points at the grey clouds in the distance.

“Looks like it’s gonna be a little wet here in a bit when we get close to Dorfun.”

1600hrs:
As engine 515 crossed the border it had to come to a stop at a border station for a cursory inspection. After a quick look, seeing nothing out of order the guards ushered the train onwards toward Dorfun. Thomas was hoping to get into Dorfun before the rain started coming down heavily, so he sped up, eventually reaching a speed of 50mph.

1645hrs:
Despite Thomas’s attempts to outrun the storm they were quickly enveloped by a sheet of rain, severely hampering their visibility. Being the rational man he was Thomas quickly decided to lower his speed down to a tolerable 35mph. Knowing that they wouldn’t make their scheduled time into Dorfun, it was probably best to take their time.

1700hrs:
Engine 515 slowly came to a stop next to the red signal box. After tooting the whistle Thomas saw an older gentleman exit the building and brave the rain. The man slowly approached the engine, and climbed up into the cab.
The old feller looked at Thomas and Hans and said:

“ The line ahead is blocked. Appearantly the 4:30 branch line train from the mining camps discovered a bridge out from the rain ahead. I’ve telegraphed the station in Dorfun and they are sending out a team in the morning to repair it.”

Hans, slightly annoyed: “Brilliant. Well i guess we are going to have to stay in the brake van tonight.” He turns to Thomas and continues: “That old conductor always gets on my nerves with his snoring!”

“Well i suppose there isn’t much we can do about it” replies Thomas as he looks sympathetically at Hans. He turns to the old signalman: “Is there a place we can park our train off the mainline? We’ve got some things that won’t take an impact verywell.”

“Ja, there's a siding up ahead, park up there and get comfy. I’ll be by in the morning with some hot coffee for ya’s.” replies the signalman as he turns, hops down from the locomotive, and rushes back into the tower to escape the rain.

A few minutes later Thomas guides the train into the siding, and eases to a stop.

“Hopefully there will still be some embers in the morning, that’ll make it easier to start up.” Hans comments as he steeps the fire.

“Yeah and i hope this rain will lighten up, i don’t want to do our Morning inspection in the rain.” Thomas replies as he lets off the remaining steam. He continues: “C'mon now Hans let’s get back to that brake van. I’m sure old Ansgar has that little stove goin full blast back there.”

“Don’t remind me! You know i can’t sleep when it’s that hot!” replies Hans angrily as they both climb down from the engine, and trudge to the end of the train. All the while trying to maintain the smallest profile for the rain to hit.

As they reach the midpoint in the train, both men hesitate for a moment as they hear a shrill whistle, barely audible over the pounding of the rain. Hans turns to Thomas: “Did you hear that?”

“I certainly did. Came from up the mountain…” Thomas pauses for a second and says “c’mon it's probably nothin, let’s get in that brake van.”

Just as they get to the brake van they hear it again, a long shrill whistle, but it the sound gets cut off as they close the door.


2100hrs:
After joining Ansgar in the brake van, Thomas and Hans chatted for a bit over coffee. But finally they had a bite to eat and settled in for the night…

2300hrs:
Thomas was jolted awake by the shaking of the carriage, and a bright light. He stood up and opened the curtain on the rear of the train. What he saw scared him, what was behind the train seemed to be some kind of large metal behemoth, it’s single bright yellow eye piercing through the brake van’s curtains. He glanced out the other windows in the van, he saw a number of humanoid figures milling about, one of them started walking towards the brake van. Thinking quickly Thomas hid under one of the sofas in the small room, positioning himself so that he could still see the window. The figure boarded the carriage and as the old boards under it's feet creaked it approached the door, and stopped outside. The curtain was partly open from when thomas moved it, so the figure moved it's face closer to the glass to look inside the dark car. Meanwhile, Thomas had a good look at the “Face” of this monster, it’s skin looked like cloth, with two large black circles where the eyes should be. The monster also had two large cylindrical things attached to its neck area. By now the monster seemed to not find what it was looking for and quickly walked away from the window and jumped down from the car.
A few moments after the figure left the window Thomas felt a shudder from the train, and a chuffing noise from the behemoth that was now attached to his train. ‘They were moving!’ thought Thomas, he moved to get out from under the couch and look out a window. ‘They were indeed moving backwards. But where was this Behemoth taking him?.....’

February 13th 1901, 6:00hrs:
The old signalman exited his tower, and made his way down the tracks, a hot cup of coffee, and some food in hand. Upon reaching the siding he was confounded to see that it was completely empty.

“Hmmpf, ungrateful young’uns these days. Can’t even stay a few minutes and talk to us older fellas….. Been a while since i had a nice chat.” the old man says under his breath as he starts walking back to the house.

Venris, February 13th 4901 (Imperial Calendar):
Inside the Dominion Military headquarters Commander Gorrod, his Legion commanders, and logistics officers stand in front of a map of the dominion. One of the logistics officers is giving a report on the status of the auxilia:
“...With the recent death of the emperor, and the current rebellions occuring in Kitagawa, and Avalia, there has been a sharp rise in defections. Thus far the auxilia have had a total of approximately 28,000 personnel that have gone missing, or have defected. Of these 80% have been troops hailing from the rebelling dominions.”

At this moment Garrod interjects: “Well have we captured any of them? Or are we just letting them walk out of the damn camp?”

“Well sir we have managed to apprehend about 10% of defecting troops. The rest seem to have vanished of the face of the planet sir. We believe that this may be partially be due to a large percentage of locals sympathising, and sheltering them. And partially because 20% of those escaping have wings, sir.” Replies the lieutenant with a straight face and sharp salute.

Garrod looks sternly at the young man and then shakes his head, he then gestures for the next officer to report.

“Sir, currently after the defections we have a total of six combat-ready units. The 140th Legion in Julich, the 127th Legion in Kleve, the 94th Legion in Lucka, the 174th Legion in Emden, the 73rd Legion in Dorfun, and the 22nd Legion In Venris. Each of these Legions is currently fully supplied, and ready. As for future supplies, we are obligated by contract to purchase all further weapons, and ammunition from the lierians to the north, until our own production output is sufficient. The first of the shipments from the north departed four days ago, but was held up north of Dorfun. But it should be arriving in Waren within the day, for dissemination to the legions.” The officer concludes his report and steps back into the crowd.

“Well, it sounds like despite the problems we are having our mobilization is almost completed.” Garrod turns to the legion commanders, and then turns to the map where he starts moving units around. “The rebels in the north are unlikely to have a large military force, so to prevent them from raiding and pillaging. The 22nd Legion will move north from Venris, and conduct anti-partisan operations around the villages between Dorfun, and Venris, and monitor railroad traffic.” he pauses for a moment glancing at the 22nd legion commander. The latter gives a quick nod as he studies the area.
“The 127th Legion will move to the eastern side of lake Müritz, and will also conduct anti-partisan operations… While the 73rd Legion will remain around Dorfun, and step up security of the rail lines. God knows if they find out about the ammunition train they will hit it.”
March 10th 1840:
Volkhard was a humble man, volunteering to join the National Army when he was 18. Coming from a commoner background neither he or his peers expected him to make the rank of General. But surprisingly he discovered an affinity for leading and inspiring men, now 10 years later he found himself standing on the border with the Yllendyr Imperium near the Delwe River. Word had been passed to the general staff that the Yllandyr have been massing on the other side of the border. Probably due to King Aschwin’s declining health, and the three princes attempting to vie for control in the palace.

This of course led to Volkhard being sent to guard this wide open plain this was the perfect avenue for a Yllendyr invasion. Unlike the mountains on the northern portion of the national border this southern corridor was a wide open plain with small rolling hills stretching down to the sea. Occasional forests dot the landscape primarily used as fertile farmland by the locals. Not to mention that if unopposed gave one a direct route to the capital of Venris which is 2 weeks away on foot.

Looking up from his thoughts Volkhard looked out once more across the plain and started to consider his plan.

March 24th 1840:
“The Empire enters grieving for the Late Emperor Aschwin, who passed away in his sleep at the age of 87 years. A group of officials led by the prime minister is being organized to plan the funeral, and determine the successor to the throne. The palace is going to be very turbulent these next few weeks.” ~Excerpt from Venris Tribune.

March 27th 1840:
Volkhard exits his tent after listening to a scout report. Walks up to a soldier a rips the telescope from his hands and presses it up to his face. Through the telescope he sees a seemingly unending wave of Yllendyr soldiers with their purple caps, and grey uniforms marching into the Empire. His worst fears confirmed he orders the men to the defences, and sends a report to headquarters. Which read as follows: “The Imperium Troops approach, Endless in number, We defend to the end, See you in Valhalla.” ~General der Infanterie, Volkhard VonKilier

August 12th 1840:
“After months of stiff resistance Imperium troops have entered Venris, the capital of our old enemy the Vaspen Empire today. This is a historic day!” ~Yllendyr Newspaper

Venris:
As the Imperium troops marched into the now former capital of the Vaspen Empire, Venris. The civilians of the city walked out of their homes into the streets to see the invading army. The many footsteps reverberating down the streets were unsettling. As the troops approached a wave of gasps and screams in terror enveloped the crowd of onlookers. The majority of the army was composed of Lierin Spider-ants that were led by a small percentage of Yllendyr soldiers. These Spider-Ants were sent away by their home nation due to their rapid breeding. In recent years their destination was always shrouded in mystery, but now it would seem that the Yllendyr have been using them as mercenaries to bulk up their forces to dominate the continent!
As the Yllendyr Commander Andec entered the city to see and hear the screams of terror from the inhabitants he let a smile creep onto his face. ‘Those Vaspenians for too many years they have been safe and sound here at home. The glory of Yllendyr finally has a chance to shine now that we have defeated you!’ he then gave an order to his commanders to proceed to the palace and inspect the food stores of the city. The food stores had all been requisitioned by the defending troops and transported to warehouses near the center of the city. Upon reaching the stores they found that almost all of it had been destroyed. Barely enough to feed his Imperium army detachment of 100,000 for a week remained. Cursing under his breath Andec proceeds to the palace where the royalty, important documents and gold reserves have been evacuated. Almost as though they were expected to be able to take the city down quickly and had been evacuated months beforehand. Andec then calls his men together and assigns them the task of defending the city until reinforcements and supplies arrive from the border region. Returning to the emperor’s bedroom he sits down in the chair and opens up a bottle of wine from the cellar, a 1810 vintage wine, takes a few sips and goes to write up his report to the Imperial emperor.
That evening outside the city Vaspen troops are massing. Under the sight that is burning buildings, and the sounds of screaming from within the city they surround Venris on three sides, the fourth being the lake shore. All of the remaining reserves have been thrown into this battle which will decide the fate of the country. Over 200,000 young vaspen warriors are taking part in this operation with another 1,500,000 defending at the front lines 50 Meile away from Venris. The troops set up camp and prepare to defend.

August 13th 1840:
The Yllendyr troops quickly notice that they are surrounded, with no method of escape or resupply. The commander immediately orders all Yllendyr troops to search the city for food and to setup some defences at the perimeter of the city, hoping that reinforcements breakthrough soon. However the Vaspen troops know that this is their only chance to turn the tides and defend for all it’s worth.

August 20th 1840:
“A week has passed since the encirclement, food and ammunition are running low. The surrounding forces have counterattacked everyday with unrelenting ferocity to retake this city. Their constant assaults leave the soldiers tired, and hungry. We have had to stop issuing rations to some of the Spider-Ant regiments due to the lack of food. Those regiments have been ordered to find what they can in the city, but i fear that while they come back full, the numbers of civilians in the city seems to be decreasing. My fellow officers and soldiers have started to take out their frustrations on the populace as well, many look down in shame and self disgust when i ask about where they go at night. So i followed a few last night and i saw two of my men brutally rape and then murder two women. I was disgusted with my men and this morning i punished them both with lashings to set an example, however i doubt it had much impact on the others.” ~Andec’s personal log

September 1st 1840:
“Upon entering Venris after almost 3 weeks of assaulting it we finally broke the enemy, and discovered the atrocities they have committed within our city. There are corpses scattered on the ground everywhere both civilian and Yllendyr. The civilian corpses are brutally disfigured and naked. Skeletons litter the alleyways bones picked clean of meat. In the parks mass graves have been half filled. The remaining Yllendyr soldiers that have surrendered, and the civilians that are alive tell horrible tales of the Spider ants roaming the streets in search of people to eat. The unfortunate not being found till the next day by the soldiers, and then carted off to the graves to prevent disease. The women tell us of their female friends and family being taken by the soldiers only to turn up dead the next day. It is truly a horrifying and gruesome sight to behold.”~Vaspen commander official report to headquarters on the remains of Venris


Venris, February 3rd 4901 (Imperial Calendar): Viceroy Riceh Adruzil, was sitting in his rather luxurious office, looking out over the city. His tall and strong physique is evident in his clothing choice, a nice fitting suit. His face is quite passive as he reads the daily reports from the dominion until a screeching sound came from the radio in the corner which up until now had been playing a beautiful symphony.
“zzzzzZZZZZZ….. This is an Emergency Broadcast straight from Ylleria… The Emperor has died… I repeat the Emperor has died… The Crown prince has been assassinated, and The 2nd & 3rd princes, Olarth, and Ecruir, have both announced their intent to inherit the throne. The 4th prince has also been killed reportedly by Ecruir, and the 5th prince is currently missing. With no clear inheritance path for either Olarth or Ecruir, Yllendyr has devolved into Civil war…. This concludes our Emergency announcement thank you for your patronage. We will be bringing you further developments straight from the capital. ZZZZzzzz...”
Riceh, stares at the radio for a few moments in utter silence. His mind is tumultuous. He drops the documents in his hands as he realizes the implications of this development. He immediately calls for a meeting of the top Ministers, and the military advisor.

Cindro Sonvria, was sitting in her office in the capital as she heard the broadcast of the situation in Yllendryr. As she was reeling from the information a messenger appeared at her door frantically knocking. Upon receiving the message she reported to the viceroy’s office to find Gorrod, and Alibu, just arriving as well. The three of them enter the Office to find Riceh sitting behind his desk with a blank look on his face.

Riceh looks up as the three most important people in the Vaspen Dominion walk in, he motions for them all to sit. Cindro is a tall (for a woman) and lanky dark elf with dark black hair falling down past her shoulders. Her glasses add a look of intelligence, as well as her business attire... Quite appropriate for the Industry Minister. Gorrod is a modestly muscular elf, with a Yllendyr military uniform on. His few medals shine from their perch on his left breast, and his boots have a similar gleam. Alibu the minister of the treasury is a short elf, with a passion for numbers. He looks a little disheveled as he normally does, but always attentive to what is going on.

Reich looks at each of them individually, and says “ I assume you have all heard what has happened in the capital by now, so what is most important is for us to hold the dominion together while this upsetting news spreads. I’m sure the resistance movement is going to make quite a few moves during this time.”

Alibu looks at the others and then at Riceh, “That would be the most prudent way to proceed, however there is the civil war we need to think about…”

“The Civil war back home will be inconsequential, if we don’t manage to maintain control over the Vaspen… Therefore i will make an official telegram to both parties notifying them of our neutrality until we get everything under control.” Riceh then looks at Gorrod. “I need you to step up our presence in the north. Those despicable rebels are sure to make a move soon, and i need to know when.”

“Of course Sir, however it will decrease our ability to deal with any protests in the cities.” replies Gorrod.

“The police should be able to handle most of that if need be. But the Rebels are what i’m really worried about.”

“It will be done then sir. I’ll pass on the appropriate orders now.” Gorrod Departs.

“Now Cindro, i’ll need you to step up the production of certain items, and do what you can to help prevent strikes in the factories. This is the list of items i need you to start producing.” Riceh says as he hands her a list of items:

Steam Locomotives, Rail cars (all types except passenger), Communication equipment, Artillery pieces (limited), Bolt action rifles (Limited), Ammunition for both previous items.

Cindro looks at the list for a moment, before looking up at Riceh and saying. “I can certainly start production on all of these, but we will need to import more raw materials for the ammunition.”

“Don’t worry about the materials, just let me know the amount you need and i’ll look to find a source for it, and as for specific numbers i’ll send it to your office later today.’
“Now that you have been apprised of the situation you are both dismissed, i’ll be here in my office if you require me.” Riceh says as he watches them both leave.

After the door closes he slumps in his chair as he ponders on what is next to come….


Northern Mountain Range February 3rd 1901 :
In a dark cave like room the walls hewn from stone with very little in the way of decoration, a old man sits on the side of the bed. His fur is pure white with many spots missing from what looks like old injuries, his body is muscular, but weak looking due to his age. Clothed in an old military uniform his face hidden by the shadow from his uniform cap he stands with the help of a cane, and exits the bedroom. Slowly making his way down a similarly furnished hallway he approaches a large room with a long rectangular table with some forty or fifty people seated at it. In this room it has been decorated a little bit more than the previous, the table has a red cloth with gold stitching running the length, the chairs are beautifully carved with red cushioned seats on the table there are wine glasses that are partially full. The people seated at the table stand at the sight of the old man and immediately salute him. The old man hobbles to the head of the table and takes a seat, glances around the table, and takes a swig of wine from the glass in front of him. One of the women remains standing while the others sit, she picks ups some paper and reads the report to them:

“One of our people within the Viceroy’s administration has informed us of the collapse of Yllendyr royal family, the Emperor, the Crown prince, and the 4th prince have been killed. While the 2nd princes are splitting the country by creating a civil war. Ecruir, has the support of the northern portion of the country. While Olarth, has support from the southern half. The current whereabouts of the 5th prince, Nidrak, are currently unknown, but he is believed to be in hiding. That concludes my report.”

Setting the glass down the old general thinks for a moment and then speaks with a soft but powerful voice, “Inform our people to prepare, but not to act quite yet, we need to see what the loyalists are planning. Mobilize our legions, and ramp up our production. I get the feeling we are going to need to make this a decisive war of liberation.”

After another hour of discussion the others in the room start to trickle out, some to their posts in the cities, others to towns, all of them ready for action… but not today.

After the “local leaders” leave the old warrior looks up and addresses the few remaining in the room. “How is our infiltration going?”

One of the men obscured in shadows of the room replies “We have managed to infiltrate two of the auxiliary legions in the territory… not as many as we hoped, but we have confidence that we can disperse them efficiently.”

“Yes… not as many as we hoped, but that will be enough to give us an edge, especially once they behold our trump card.”


Later that day: “Herr General” as he has come to be known to the rebels walks onto the factory floor, it is a large expanse situated on level 2 of the mountain fortress. The room is 20 feet tall, 30 feet in some places, a true cavern in the rock. Many machines and workers dot the floor, producing everything from Artillery guns to the smallest round of ammunition. He approaches the foreman, a dwarf actually, he’s very short in stature even compared to the old general. His beard is long and braided, with many crumbs, and rolls of paper tucked into it. The General shouts at the dwarf who is inspecting the work of one of the other dwarves. “Ludgrath!”

Ludgrath looks up from what he is doing, and quickly shoves the rifle back into the other dwarves’ hand. “General! Good to see you! What brings you up here to the shop?”

“Oh come now Lud, you know i’m up here to see That. now let’s go have a look.”

The General hobbles over to a large curtained off section of the shop with Ludgrath in tow, as he steps inside Ludgrath guides him over to a small desk, where he pulls out one of the rolls of paper from his beard and spreads it out on the desk. As the general looks across the plans for his beloved weapon one more time, Ludgrath runs around the various large sized objects covered in tarps and pulls the tarps off one by one.

The General looks up from the plans, and beholds what they have manifested. The objects once covered in tarps now are revealed to be an armoured Locomotive and carriages, four in total. Ludgarth then started to describe each part in detail for the general.

“The locomotive is a 0-10-0 G-10 class steam locomotive, the standard goods train in the Dominion. Rebel forces had captured it a year ago in a raid on a local rail yard. After my assistants and I disassembled it and transported the parts back to the fortress we reassembled and modified it to what you see here, I call it the RL-1.”


Above The RL-1 in transit.

“The other cars have been “Reposessed” from the dominion in a similar fashion, any time we took a couple railway cars one would go missing discreetly. Two of cars were passenger cars, that we armoured to allow troops to be transported inside through any small caliber fire with no harm to the occupants. These will allow us to have a mobile strike force to threaten multiple places on the battlefield at once. The other two cars as you can see were once standard flat cars, but have been modified to mount two 15cm artillery guns in turret mounts on each car. Each with a copious amount of ammunition. We estimate that these four guns can provide up to four hours of effective barrage before having to resupply. And how could we forget to add gatling guns to every possible surface!” Lud says as he gestures to the gatling guns two on each side, and one on each end of the cars.

By the end of Lud’s description the General is grinning from ear to ear. “Very good Lud! You have done me proud! These will provide us an excellent surprise for those traitorous Loyalists!”


Government: Previously a Constitutional Monarchy where the sovereign retains most powers, and the prime minister is primarily an advisor with some power to make decisions.
Now: Dominion of Yllendyr Empire

Heads of Government:
Viceroy: Riceh Adruzil Male
Military Advisor: Gorrod Puvnar Male
Finance Minister: Alibu Phonardrish Male
Industry Minister: Cindro Sonvria Female

“Herr General” resistance movement leader.

Economy:
Imports:
Clothing
Livestock
Exotic goods
Explosives
Exports:
Raw Metals
Gold
Heavy Machinery
Copper Wire
Communications Equipment
Railroad Equipment
Steel

Industries: Most industrial complexes have been converted to civilian use after the take over. They continue to produce consumer goods but also specialize in Railroads and communication equipment like the telegraph and such. Providing the logistical support for their Yllendyr overlords. The state is also experimenting with naval ship building to cross the great ocean thereby increasing the approval from the overlords.

Technology: Before the Invasion the Vaspen Empire was considered one of the leading states in concerns to military theory, and alternative power sources such as steam, electricity and Gasoline/Diesel. While the military theorists have been “Integrated” into the Yllendyr research departments, the other research have been progressing smoothly leading to innovations in Internal Combustion Engines, Electrical breakthroughs, and Steam Efficiency boosts.

Primary Species: Wolfen, Humanoid-Wolf like, typically 5.5-7ft tall, well built. They Appear very wolf like, large ears and muzzle like nose, they also have a large amount of hair covering their arms, legs and torso to help them survive the harsh winters. They have the lifespan of a normal human, but do possess some enhanced senses of their wolf kin such as: Enhanced sense of hearing, smell, night vision, and cold resistance.

Population:56,604,567

Culture: The Vaspen culture dates back to 1650, when the country was established. The culture while still focusing on olden traditions, is still modern to some degree. The core of the Vaspen culture revolves around the state, and it’s monarch. The state is the protector of the people, and the monarch is the great leader that united the people to stand against tyranny. After the state the next group of importance is the family unit, in which traditionally the father provides for the family. However with the rapid industrialization women are beginning to find work in factories, gaining some independence from this reliance. Finally the core personal beliefs of the people revolve around the lack of a class system, they are only limited the amount of effort they choose to put in to advance in society.

Spoken Language: Ripuarian, Similar to Middle High German, and Yllerian

National Religion: Alaephy, based on the belief that each race has a trait that is embodied by a god. The gods themselves can each be considered two entities, one for each side of the coin, a benevolent, and malevolent version of themselves. These gods are constantly embroiled in mortal affairs, using their respective peoples as proxies for their own battles. These conflicts between gods are the reason the mortal world came to be. After a great battle between the gods, and the near destruction of the universe they decided to create a world which they could influence to resolve their disagreements. The Wolfen God represents Honor, and Valor.

Location: Located on the western most point of the main continent in the old world.
Climate: The empire is situated in a temperate forest climate with Cold Winters and cool summers, the mountains in the north force the arctic air to settle in this region, only coniferous trees survive the winters. Large number of forests dot the landscape between the rolling hills, and streams, cities and towns appearing occasionally as you look out across the beautiful landscape.

Military: Other than garrison troops used by the Yllendyr in other countries the military is non existent.
4,683,021 men available for service as of the Yllendyr’s 1900 census.

Magic Prevalence: Appears in less than 15% of population considered a rare gift. Not forcefully weaponized, up to personal decision on use. The most prevalent form of magic is the Solid type.

History: In 1650 Matthaus Vaspen founded the Vaspen Empire in its current location after the unification of all Wolfen states on the Western side of the continent. Throughout the next 250 years there have been many trials and tribulations within the Empire, but the most significant of which were the many Yllandyr invasion attempts.
Initially the Yllendyr Imperium had a significant land border in the east with the newly unified Vaspen Empire. The First of these in 1697, again in 1746, and 1763, finally in 1840 they successfully invaded. Before they could take over the capital the ruling family escaped to exile in the human kingdom in the north. After the Imperium completed their invasion they took out their centuries of loss and frustration on the populace of Vaspen, deepening the already bottomless ravine of hatred between the two peoples. In the years after during the occupation, the citizens of Vaspen endured harsh treatment and even slave like status within the Yllendyr’s new puppet state. Almost all government positions had been taken over by Yllendyr natives, and the industry was stripped of its military capacity. However many Nationalist holdouts escaped the wrath of Yllendyr, especially by hiding in the northern mountain range, they amassed firearms, and olden weapons to resist and sabotage the Imperium’s every move.
Northern Mountain Range:

Over the past 61 years Vaspenians with the dream of restoring their nation to its former glory have fled to these mountains as a place of refuge, at first it was only a few here and there hiding out in the many caves and crevasses. But as their numbers grew a particular individual stood out among them, never giving out his name, only asking to be called “Herr General”. Single handedly he organized all of these small resistance groups into a large organization that would stand the test of time. Initially the group was only focused on entrenching themselves within the mountains, excavating large complexes within the mountains, these complexes would become known as the Bächer Citadels. Most of these citadels consisted of living quarters, a small armaments factory, and multiple bunkers camouflaged into the sides. While the larger ones also included command centers, and troop training facilities. These citadels were built all over the mountain range in relative secret.

1850:

During the excavation of one of these many citadels, the miners unexpectedly found an underground cave network that expanded out almost endlessly. Seeing this as a great opportunity Herr General ordered the tunnels be mapped to the finest detail. As these tunnels would be a massive help to transport supplies to other citadels without exposing the transport columns to the possible scrutiny of Yllendyr. After a detailed mapping some of the teams reported back that they had seen many other paths that went deeper into the earth, when approaching these passages hieroglyphs would be noticeable on the walls with what looked like warning signs. Retracing their steps they would occasionally see more of this writing on the walls of the passages and other caves. The mapping teams also had the feeling of being watched while exploring the caverns, occasionally hearing the scurrying of feet, or clanging of metal on stone. Taking this information Herr General decided to have the hieroglyphs analyzed while cautiously proceeding with the plan to expand the underground tunnel network. In this way all of the citadels were interconnected with each other, soldiers were posted at the entrances to the tunnels 24/7 to keep a constant eye out for possible trouble from what were now called the Cavern People.

1860:

After a decade of convoys entering and departing the caverns a ritual had been conceived by the crews. Everytime they would leave a citadel for the next one, typically a 1-2 week trek by horse and carriage, at the first of these “Deep Passages” they would set out some trinkets such as dolls, toys, the occasional candy bar and such. Kneel down and pray for a safe passage through the caverns without rockslides, cave-ins or simply getting lost deep within the maze. After which the crews would leave the site and press on with their journey. If they came to a crossroads in which they were not sure which way to go a barely audible clanking noise could be heard from one of the tunnels heading towards them, progressively getting louder until it stopped just out of their vision. Then two red lights would turn on in the darkness, flash, turn back off, turn around and go back from whence it came. This would tell the crews which way not to go, as those that tried to follow the machine would reach a dead end. Those that did not offer up a tribute to the Cavern Guides would experience this phenomenon and may encounter trouble in the passages.
After a decade of watching this go on Herr General has ordered some peaceful expeditions into the Deep Passages to determine the entities behind this. At first as the expedition explored deeper into the caverns they would move slowly, constantly finding evidence of Living beings. First contact with the “Cavern guides” came about 4 months later.


February 1901

Rebel High Command: Herr General sits at the head of the table once more, the background filled with more tables with soldiers working on stacks of reports and paperwork, or monitoring the radio channels for communiques from their officers in the field. Before him stands a young woman about 5’8” tall grey fur, about 26 years old, with glasses. She’s looking down at the clipboard in her hands and delivering the report on troop deployments and recruitment.

“...The Lierin dominion to our north has been surprisingly quiet in the past week, there has been no military movement at all. To our east Kyrennos has not made any moves either. I think we may have some breathing room for the second phase of the operation, sir.
‘In regards to our current troop deployment, we currently have four trained Legions on the northern border, our officers think that we can assemble another two and a half from able bodied young men in the cities that have come under rebel control. Whether we have enough arms to equip them is uncertain.”

“Very good Lotte” Herr General says as he looks down on the map spread out over the table.



“As for our two neighbors let’s keep on the alert, one of them is still undecided in this battle of alliances, and the other for some reason is choosing not to intervene. However we do need those legions elsewhere... Let’s move one of the trained legions to the eastern border to keep guard, leave one on the northern border, and the other two will move to Dorfen, and Waren, respectively. Meanwhile have the two new legions form in each of those locations as well, the half legion will form in Luka. the equipment for the new legions is to be taken from what we have captured thus far, ex-police hardware, and the 4 defected legion camps in Venris, and Kleve. Any other shortages will hopefully be filled in the future.” Herr General moves some of the pieces around the map gesturing to where they should be moving.
“Also Lotte, get the intelligence agent in charge of internal security to send out scouts to ensure those four Auxiliary legions that disbanded made it home alright, and aren’t terrorizing the populace. Let him know he can use whatever resources he needs.” Herr General looks up from the table with a smirk on his face.

February, 14th, Venris:

After the rebels took control of the city, one of Herr General’s operatives led the masses to march on the viceroy’s villa. Knowing the gig was up he attempted to flee along with the other Yllendyr sympathizers in the government. Unfortunately for them most were caught fleeing the city by the rebels, and taken to the castle jail and the rest were pursued by rioters. Those that were caught wait in the castle jail for their punishments on charges of sympathizing with the enemy, accepting bribes, fraud, murder, and many other counts. A provisional government was then setup to help monitor the day to day occurrences in Venris.

February 18th, Venris:

On the outskirts of the city, a few rebel soldiers have set up a checkpoint here to monitor the surrounding area.

“Hey Ernst, it’s quite busy today innit?”

“Well I mean they are sentencing those politicians today Schultz, of course there are
going to be people comin’ to see that.”

“But i mean c'mon it’s only a few Yllenny sympathizers gettin’ hacked up. Surely at this
rate the entire city is gonna be filled to the brim.”

“That may well be, but people will always find joy in others suffering. So there’s no point in getting hung up on it… Anyway here comes another cart Schultz, this time don’t let’em run over your foot!”

*Muttering under his breath* “ Gee, you slip in the mud one time and that’s all they ever recollect.”

A cart approaches from one of the outlying villages the driver looks old and ratty, in the cart there are hand made pots, rugs, and animal hide. In addition two women are riding on the back of the cart, one is in her early fifties, her fur long, and black. Wearing a old ratty dress, but still pretty respectable for a villager. Her eyes have a glint of intelligence in them, and her hands have many little cuts on them. The other woman is in her mid twenties, golden yellow fur, with one green, and one blue eye. Wearing a nice dress that looks to be in very good shape with only light wear, she also has a sun hat with a red handkerchief tied around the center. Like the older lady she has an air of intelligence, but with a bit of youthful joy, and energy.

As per their routine, Ernst walks up to the driver while Schultz walks towards the back of the cart to inspect it’s contents.

“What’s your name and the reason for your visit to Venris today sir?” asks Ernst

“The name’s Otto, and Imma ere to eh sell offa my village’s goods so ah can take back somo that there cotton cloth ya’ll be makin these days. The woman folk love that stuff, can make new dr’esses and such things. Oh… and alsa i came a to get new’e tools and seed fer plantin.”

“Alrighty sir, and you ladies?” Ernst says while glancing to the two women in the back of the cart.

The elder woman replies, “i’m Adelina and this is Lucy, we are just passing through, heading to family up north.”

“Ah very well then then, Schultz! Everything in order back there?”

“Ja, all is good back here Ernst.”

“Very good” turns to Otto, “Carry on sir, and welcome to Venris”

The cart trundles away into the city. Ernst turns to Schultz who has come back to the gate.

“I feel like i’ve seen that girl before, Schultz.”

“Which one?”

“The young, pretty one dunkopf!”

“Oh yeah she’s nice.” replies Schultz a little downtrodden but he perks up “But she did give me this chocolate bar!”

Ernst looks at the chocolate bar in Schultz’s hands and sighs, staring off into the city scape thinking about where he had seen that girl before.


March 10th 1840:
Volkhard was a humble man, volunteering to join the National Army when he was 18. Coming from a commoner background neither he or his peers expected him to make the rank of General. But surprisingly he discovered an affinity for leading and inspiring men, now 10 years later he found himself standing on the border with the Yllendyr Imperium near the Delwe River. Word had been passed to the general staff that the Yllandyr have been massing on the other side of the border. Probably due to King Aschwin’s declining health, and the three princes attempting to vie for control in the palace.
This of course led to Volkhard being sent to guard this wide open plain this was the perfect avenue for a Yllendyr invasion. Unlike the mountains on the northern portion of the national border this southern corridor was a wide open plain with small rolling hills stretching down to the sea. Occasional forests dot the landscape primarily used as fertile farmland by the locals. Not to mention that if unopposed gave one a direct route to the capital of Venris which is 2 weeks away on foot.
Looking up from his thoughts Volkhard looked out once more across the plain and started to consider his plan.

March 24th 1840:
“The Empire enters grieving for the Late Emperor Aschwin, who passed away in his sleep at the age of 87 years. A group of officials led by the prime minister is being organized to plan the funeral, and determine the successor to the throne. The palace is going to be very turbulent these next few weeks.” ~Excerpt from Venris Tribune.

March 27th 1840:
Volkhard exits his tent after listening to a scout report. Walks up to a soldier and rips the telescope he is holding from his hands and presses it up to his face. Through the telescope he sees a seemingly unending wave of Yllendyr soldiers with their purple caps, and grey uniforms marching into the Empire. His worst fears confirmed he orders the men to the defences, and sends a report to headquarters. Which read as follows: “The Imperium Troops approach, Endless in number, We defend to the end, See you in Valhalla.” ~General der Infanterie, Volkhard VonKilier

August 12th 1840:
“After months of stiff resistance Imperium troops have entered Venris, the capital of our old enemy the Vaspen Empire today. This is a historic day!” ~Yllendyr Newspaper
Venris:
As the Imperium troops marched into the now former capital of the Vaspen Empire, Venris. The civilians of the city walked out of their homes into the streets to see the invading army. The many footsteps reverberating down the streets were unsettling. As the troops approached a wave of gasps and screams in terror enveloped the crowd of onlookers. The majority of the army was composed of Lierin Spider-ants that were led by a small percentage of Yllendyr soldiers. These Spider-Ants were sent away by their home nation due to their rapid breeding. In recent years their destination was always shrouded in mystery, but now it would seem that the Yllendyr have been using them as mercenaries to bulk up their forces to dominate the continent!
As the Yllendyr Commander Andec entered the city to see and hear the screams of terror from the inhabitants he let a smile creep onto his face. ‘Those Vaspenians for too many years they have been safe and sound here at home. The glory of Yllendyr finally has a chance to shine now that we have defeated you!’ he then gave an order to his commanders to proceed to the palace and inspect the food stores of the city. The food stores had all been requisitioned by the defending troops and transported to warehouses near the center of the city. Upon reaching the stores they found that almost all of it had been destroyed. Barely enough to feed his Imperium army detachment of 100,000 for a week remained. Cursing under his breath Andec proceeds to the palace where the royalty, important documents and gold reserves have been evacuated. Almost as though they were expected to be able to take the city down quickly and had been evacuated months beforehand. Andec then calls his men together and assigns them the task of defending the city until reinforcements and supplies arrive from the border region. Returning to the emperor’s bedroom he sits down in the chair and opens up a bottle of wine from the cellar, a 1810 vintage wine, takes a few sips and goes to write up his report to the Imperial emperor.
That evening outside the city Vaspen troops are massing. Under the sight that is burning buildings, and the sounds of screaming from within the city they surround Venris on three sides, the fourth being the lake shore. All of the remaining reserves have been thrown into this battle which will decide the fate of the country. Over 200,000 young vaspen warriors are taking part in this operation with another 1,500,000 defending at the front lines 50 Meile away from Venris. The troops set up camp and prepare to defend.

August 13th 1840:
The Yllendyr troops quickly notice that they are surrounded, with no method of escape or resupply. The commander immediately orders all Yllendyr troops to search the city for food and to setup some defences at the perimeter of the city, hoping that reinforcements breakthrough soon. However the Vaspen troops know that this is their only chance to turn the tides and defend for all it’s worth.

August 20th 1840:
“A week has passed since the encirclement, food and ammunition are running low. The surrounding forces have counterattacked everyday with unrelenting ferocity to retake this city. Their constant assaults leave the soldiers tired, and hungry. We have had to stop issuing rations to some of the Spider-Ant regiments due to the lack of food. Those regiments have been ordered to find what they can in the city, but i fear that while they come back full, the numbers of civilians in the city seems to be decreasing. My fellow officers and soldiers have started to take out their frustrations on the populace as well, many look down in shame and self disgust when i ask about where they go at night. So i followed a few last night and i saw two of my men brutally rape and then murder two women. I was disgusted with my men and this morning i punished them both with lashings to set an example, however i doubt it had much impact on the others.” ~Andec’s personal log

September 1st 1840:
“Upon entering Venris after almost 3 weeks of assaulting it we finally broke the enemy, and discovered the atrocities they have committed within our city. There are corpses scattered on the ground everywhere both civilian and Yllendyr. The civilian corpses are brutally disfigured and naked. Skeletons litter the alleyways bones picked clean of meat. In the parks mass graves have been half filled. The remaining Yllendyr soldiers that have surrendered, and the civilians that are alive tell horrible tales of the Spider ants roaming the streets in search of people to eat. The unfortunate not being found till the next day by the soldiers, and then carted off to the graves to prevent disease. The women tell us of their female friends and family being taken by the soldiers only to turn up dead the next day. It is truly a horrifying and gruesome sight to behold.”~Vaspen commander official report to headquarters on the remains of Venris

February 1901:
Venris:
“The Province of Vaspen declares their neutrality in the current succession war. Due to internal turmoil we will remain neutral until the cessation of our conflict.”~Evrard Sendler, Viceroy of Vaspen
When the general populace of Vaspen heard the news of the current succession war in Yllendyr, protests immediately broke out in all of the major cities to declare independence from the Yllendyr. The police forces had some trouble dealing with the protests as they turned violent. Beating the Yllendyr officers, while any Wolfen officers turned on their commanders turning the protests into mass riots. With police officers resulting to using force on the now armed civilians they opened fire into the crowds with their hand guns and old gatling guns handed down by the army. Many civilians were killed but eventually they suppressed the police forces and captured their weapons.The few auxiliary legions that hadn’t dissolved upon hearing the news of the kings death were mobilized to suppress these rebellions. In fact of the 10 auxiliary legions 4 of them dissolved, with most returning to their respective countries and the remainder retreating into the countryside to raid villages and such. The remaining three legions successfully quelled the rebellions in Helmstedt, Emden, and Julich. However they didn’t have the numbers to be everywhere so where the rebels had free reign they looted all military and government establishments. Taking weapons and organizing themselves to fight for their freedom.

Northern Mountain Range:
In a dark cave like room the walls hewn from stone with very little in the way of decoration, a old man sits on a straw cot. His fur is pure white with many spots missing from what looks like old injuries,his body is thin and frail. Clothed in an old military uniform his face hidden by the shadow from his uniform cap he stands with the help of a cane, and exits the bedroom. Slowly making his way down a similarly furnished hallway he approaches a large room with a long rectangular table with some forty or fifty people seated at it. In this room it has been decorated a little bit more than the previous, the table has a red cloth with gold stitching running the length, the chairs are beautifully carved with red cushioned seats on the table there are wine glasses that are partially full. The people seated at the table stand at the sight of the old man and immediately salute him. The old man hobbles to the head of the table and takes a seat, glances around the table, and takes a swig of wine from the glass in front of him. One of the women remains standing while the others sit, she picks ups some paper and reads the report to them:
“One of our loyalists within the Viceroy’s cabinet has informed us of the collapse of Yllendyr royal family, the Emperor, the Crown prince, and the 4th prince have been killed. The 2nd prince, Ecruir, has the support of the northern portion of the country, while the 2nd 2nd prince, Olarth, has support from the southern half. The current whereabouts of the 5th prince, Nidrak, is currently unknown, but he is believed to be in hiding. That concludes my report.”
Another man stands up:
“There have been mass riots in all of the major cities in the nation, while some of them have been quelled, others have remained strong and taken back the land. I suggest that we take action and let our nation rise again.”
Setting the glass down the old general thinks for a moment and then speaks with a soft but powerful voice slowly rising in volume:
“Begin operation Ikarus. The people must know who has been working in the shadows for them all this time. We shall act! Send out our troops and activate the commanders take charge! We lead our people to victory!”

Vaspen Countryside:
A herald dressed in official clothing walks into a small village and proceeds to the center of town:
“Hear ye, Hear ye, all ye gather round… The Yllendyr Emperor is Dead! *Cheers from the crowd* he passed away neigh 4 nights ago, and now the princes fight amongst themselves! There are rebels in the major cities! We drive out Yllendyr oppressors as we speak.”
The villagers Cheer, whisper amongst themselves while one woman walks away from the group towards the village healer’s house. Upon entering she goes up to the village healer and says:

“Mother a herald has come from the city and speaks of how the people have risen up against the Yllendyr. Is it time?”

“I have heard. My contacts have also informed me of this, it is time, we depart in the morning.”
Vaspen Empire

Government: Constitutional Monarchy where the sovereign retains most powers, and the prime minister is primarily an advisor with some power to make decisions.

Heads of Government: Queen Lucina Vaspen (25) Currently in exile. Prime minister: Evrard Sendler, (48) current recognized leader of the territory.

Economy:

Imports:
Clothing
Livestock
Exotic goods
Explosives
Exports:
Raw Metals
Gold
Heavy Machinery
Copper Wire
Communications Equipment
Railroad Equipment
Steel

Industries: Most industrial complexes have been converted to civilian use after the take over. They continue to produce consumer goods but also specialize in Railroads and communication equipment like the telegraph and such. Providing the logistical support for their Yllendyr overlords. The state is also experimenting with naval ship building to cross the great ocean thereby increasing the approval from the overlords.

Technology: Before the Invasion the Vaspen Empire was considered one of the leading states in concerns to military theory, and alternative power sources such as steam, electricity and Gasoline/Diesel. While the military theorists have been “Integrated” into the Yllendyr research departments, the other research have been progressing smoothly leading to innovations in Internal Combustion Engines, Electrical breakthroughs, and Steam Efficiency boosts.

Primary Species: Wolfen, Humanoid-Wolf like, typically 5.5-6ft tall, well built. They Appear very wolf like, large ears and muzzle like nose, they also have a large amount of hair covering their arms, legs and torso to help them survive the harsh winters. They have the lifespan of a normal human, but do possess some enhanced senses of their wolf kin such as: Enhanced sense of hearing, smell, night vision, and cold resistance.

Population:56,604,567

Culture: The Vaspen culture dates back to 1650, when the country was established. The culture while still focusing on olden traditions, is still modern to some degree. The core of the Vaspen culture revolves around the state, and it’s monarch. The state is the protector of the people, and the monarch is the great leader that united the people to stand against tyranny. After the state the next group of importance is the family unit, in which traditionally the father provides for the family. However with the rapid industrialization women are beginning to find work in factories, gaining some independence from this reliance. Finally the core personal beliefs of the people revolve around the lack of a class system, they are only limited the amount of effort they choose to put in to advance in society.

Spoken Language: Ripuarian, Similar to Middle High German

National Religion: Alaephy, based on the belief that each race has a trait that is embodied by a god. The gods themselves can each be considered two entities, one for each side of the coin, a benevolent, and malevolent version of themselves. These gods are constantly embroiled in mortal affairs, using their respective peoples as proxies for their own battles. These conflicts between gods are the reason the mortal world came to be. After a great battle between the gods, and the near destruction of the universe they decided to create a world which they could influence to resolve their disagreements. The Wolfen God represents Honor, and Valor.

Location: Located on the western most point of the main continent in the old world.
Climate: The empire is situated in a temperate forest climate with Cold Winters and cool summers, the mountains in the north force the arctic air to settle in this region, only coniferous trees survive the winters. Large number of forests dot the landscape between the rolling hills, and streams, cities and towns appearing occasionally as you look out across the beautiful landscape.

Military: Other than garrison troops used by the Yllendyr in other countries the military is non existent.
4,683,021 men available for service as of the Yllendyr’s 1902 census.

Magic Prevalence: Appears in less than 15% of population considered a rare gift. Not forcefully weaponized, up to personal decision on use. Gas Alignment.

History: In 1650 Matthaus Vaspen founded the Vaspen Empire in its current location after the unification of all Wolfen states on the Western side of the continent. Throughout the next 250 years there have been many trials and tribulations within the Empire, but the most significant of which were the many Yllandyr invasion attempts.
Initially the Yllendyr Imperium had a significant land border in the east with the newly unified Vaspen Empire. The First of these in 1697, again in 1746, and 1763, finally in 1840 they successfully invaded. Before they could take over the capital the ruling family escaped to exile in the human kingdom in the north. After the Imperium completed their invasion they took out their centuries of loss and frustration on the populace of Vaspen, deepening the already bottomless ravine of hatred between the two peoples. In the years after during the occupation, the citizens of Vaspen endured harsh treatment and even slave like status within the Yllendyr’s new puppet state. Almost all government positions had been taken over by Yllendyr natives, and the industry was stripped of its military capacity. However many Nationalist holdouts escaped the wrath of Yllendyr, especially by hiding in the northern mountain range, they amassed firearms, and olden weapons to resist and sabotage the Imperium’s every move.
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