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Current Summer break begins today!
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3 mos ago
I will continue to be one of the oldest members of this community in August.
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6 mos ago
If you are a fan of Warhammer 40,000 or Age of Sigmar, let me know. Maybe we can put together an RP. I play Ironjawz & Kruleboyz in AOS and Salamanders & Drukhari in 40K.
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2 yrs ago
Happy holidays, everyone!
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2 yrs ago
Summer break is almost over. Back to work/school and all that non-fun stuff.
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I am a veteran of the United States Army and the US Army National Guard. I spent three years on Active Duty serving in the 4th Infantry Division (Mechanized) at Ft. Carson, CO, and the 3rd Armor Division at Kirch Göns, West Germany. I spent 18 years in the Army National Guard with the 26th Infantry Division "Yankee" and 29th Infantry Division (Light), "The Blue and the Gray". I was deployed to Bosnia-Herzegovina with the 29th ID (L) in 2001 - 2002. I have also been reading military history articles and books since I was 10 years old. I do prefer Military Role Plays over all other genres, primarily because I have a vast knowledge of the subject including personal experiences. At the very least, my characters are always veterans.

I have been writing for pleasure for at least 35+ years but only got into forum-based Role Playing about eighteen years ago. I do enjoy Nation Role Plays and get into minute detail when designing my military. The only reason I enjoy excruciating detail in my militaries is because for me, it is fun. My education and experience on this subject afford me the insight to see the depth of the structure. It is not just a General and a large pile of soldiers. If someone wants assistance in designing an army, navy, or air force, please send me a PM. I will help. Please specify what level (echelon) or depth you would like me to go. When I say echelon, I mean Army, Corps, Division, Brigade/Regiment, Battalion/Squadron, Company/Troop/Battery, Platoon, and Squad/Section.

When I was a student in High School, I used to play Dungeons & Dragons. Recently, I have been DMing a 5e campaign of my creation for my son and his friends. 5e is so much less cumbersome than earlier editions of D&D. I do have an interest in Tolkien-esque fantasy-styled Role Plays as well. Time travel has always been a fun genre for me, but to do it well, one must have a firm grasp of historical facts.

There are only a few fanfictions I will participate in; Star Wars and Star Trek are two of them. I want to do an exclusively Klingon RP one of these days. I also avoid Canon characters.

I have real-world martial arts experience. I would love to write an RP about hand-to-hand combat, no fantasy magic chit, just hands elbows, knees, and feet. Maybe the occasional head butt thrown in to mix things up. I trained in Krav Maga for six and a half years. I earned a first-degree black belt in Krav Maga on 3 June 2017.

Krav Maga is an Israeli martial art form that employs practical self-defense techniques drawing forms & techniques from Muay Thai, Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, and Taekwando. It is very brutal, demanding, and aggressive. During the seven years I trained, I have bruised two ribs, sustained several muscle pulls, and various lacerations and bruises over my body. I have received a sprained ankle and a fractured wrist. Before the first black belt test, I received a bone bruise to my right shin; where my roundhouse kicks impact. Yet, I am stupid enough to continue training. [Regardless of the physical pain, it is more fun than any other physical activity I have engaged in. Fortunately, the bone bruise healed up prior to the third and final test. EDIT: I did leave the sport over five years ago. :(]

Over two years ago I completed my first novel, a science fiction set in the 24th century. It focuses on a Private Military Corporation solely employed by the earth government. I started a second book in November 2022 and hope to work on that this summer when I have more time.

Send me a PM for a Role Play or if you would like to see what sort of an army I could build for you.

--Gunther (AKA: Old School)



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@sail3695I was looking at that post we made yesterday and noticed much of the text was italicized. Curious, I checked it out and found an errant "j" stuck in one of the italics tags. :)


"Abby Oakley"


Collaboration with @sail3695


Joe finished off a bowl of chili and drank some water in the galley, then headed back to his room. He stored his rifles in a steel wall locker bolted to the bulkhead. He had cleaned both just yesterday when they were in the black and wasn’t worried about them fouling. He pulled both out and laid them across his bunk. Next, he searched for some ammunition and found three 50-round boxes of .30 caliber ammo for the M1 and two 50-round boxes of .308 for the sniper rifle. Honestly, he did not believe he would find any distance beyond two hundred meters in the jungle. Maybe he would get lucky. Next, he pulled out a satchel to put his ammo in. Before leaving he pulled a box of .357 ammo out and threw that in the satchel as well. With the rifles slung like an X across his back and the satchel hanging down over his left side, he headed down toward the cargo bay.

Hook’s notion of gettin’ in some shootin’ sat well with Abby. It’d been a spell since she’d done more than clean the Mosin. Since putin’ it back together, the gun needed some targetin’ adjustments, and bein’ out in the heat of Greenleaf would suit her jest fine fer tha task. The moment she seen the cook comin’ with his guns, the girl hefted a trash sack full ‘o’ their targets…empty “Captain Bob’s Cola” bottles. “I’m all set,” she give Joe a friendly smile. “Yew conjure where we’s headed?”

“Not a clue,” Joe smiled. “Ahm shore we’ll find somethin’. Let’s go.” They headed down the ramp. This was when they were able to see the rays of Zhu Que or the Red Sun. Its light rays were a bit different than the white star he was used to, but it did keep this planet quite warm.

The outskirts of Khao Lai were not that far away, but Joe wanted to avoid the city. “Let’s head this way. Proly find better shootin’ ranges away from the city.”

“Sounds fair.” She fell in beside ‘im, her sack ‘o’ bottles clinkin’ with each step they took. Abby kept an eye out fer tha yard hands as they went. Most like, one ‘o’ them could point the way toward a safe patch ‘o’ jungle or a landfill what might work for them. Weren’t long afore the heavy, damp air had her shirt stickin’ tah her frame again. “Yah know,” the girl said aloud as they walked, “I kept busy last night so’s not tah git real cold…but I’m mighty glad fer feelin’ it tha other way right now.”

“Work is a productive source of heat,” Joe allowed. “The jungle shore is purty, Miss Abby.” Within a few minutes, a young man came strolling along their path. Joe kept his eye on him. He appeared to be in his early 20s about 68” tall and lean with short brown hair and blue eyes. “Good day, suh!” Joe motioned to the man.

She give an enthusiastic nod as her eyes took in the approaching canopy of trees. While Hook flagged down a local, Abby only half listened as they talked directions. Her eyes was drawn tah all the color an life of the place. She thought of the Perfessor, an’ the sights he’d see while chasin’ down his orchid. He promised tah take snaps with his capture for her…specially if they seen one of them great big snakes out there. Abby pondered that, wonderin’ if Pen ever seen one.

She caught Hook’s wave, and drew back close. “Got a spot figgered out?” she asked.

“Aye, shore do. Only about a mile up this path on the left. He said it had some nice lines of fire out about five hundred yards. Ah don’ imagine we’ll get much better than that.” Joe kept walking. He took the occasional glance at the foliage. Mostly birds are all he saw…and heard. They were a very noisy group. “Ah shore didn’t expect to hear these birds serenadin’ us like this.” Joe pulled the M1 off his shoulder and cradled it in his left hand. He opened the chamber, pulling the handle all the way back, then allowed it to spring forward stripping a cartridge from the magazine and loading it into the chamber. He left the rifle at the ready as he walked.

Abby cocked an eyebrow. “Yer not fixin’ tah shoot one, are yah?”

“Ya never knows when ya might’n run into someone of poor intent.” Joe chuckled to himself.

Eventually, they came to the would-be range. It was only about fifty yards wide, but did extend out the half a kilometer, the gentleman on the road described. As it happened, a small wooden bench stood alone at the near end of the range. “Hand me a few of those bottles,” Joe asked. “Ah’ll run them up the far end”

He leaned the H&K against the bench and took six coke bottles. Placing the bottles in his satchel, he trotted up the slight incline as far as he could. When he reached the far end, he looked back to ensure he could still see Abby. ‘If ah place the bottle on the ground, we may not see it back down there,’ Joe thought to himself. ‘What about hanging them from a branch?’ He considered the notion and realized he had some small strands of string. He tied the bottles on the string and then hung them from a tree at the edge of the jungle. He took about twenty steps back and surveyed his handiwork. ‘Ah think that will work.’ Pleased with his efforts, he ran back down to Abby who had apparently set some bottles up at a closer distance.

Abby’d set two rows ‘o’ bottles. The first was all sittin’ on tha ground at twenty-five meters from their firin’ line. The second row she paced out at fifty…right up to a big log somebody done used afore, if the shards ‘o’ glass an’ dinged cans lyin’ about was a sign. Once that chore’s done, she dropped to one knee an’ ejected the Mosin’s clip. With the gun layin’ crossways tah the range, she loaded five cartridges inta the empty clip. Then, the girl waited til Hook was back behind the line, afore loadin’ the weapon. “Nice work tyin’ them bottles,” she chuckled when he come. “I’s wonderin’ how I’d calculate windage.”

Joe placed the M1 on the ground next to the bench and reached for the H&K. He pulled out a 10-round magazine and loaded it with .308 cartridges.

As he finished his preparation, Abby sat cross legged on the ground, her back straight as she hefted the rifle tah sight it. She like the Mosin. ‘Twas a gift from Uncle Bob, who got it from a man couldn’t pay his fare on a run. A little readin’ on the cortex tole her that the gun design was six hunnerd years old, from Earth-That-Was. It was used by Russians to fight agin’ an invasion. She conjured she liked Russians, too. Account she read had women fightin’ right alongside men, an’ even women actin’ as snipers…usin’ a Mosin with a big scope. She thought one day to try’n find one.

Things got quiet with Hook. “Y’all set?” Abby lowered the rifle an’ glanced over her shoulder.

“Oh yea, ahm all set. Squeeze that trigger, Miss Abby.” Joe was about to get ready then remembered, “one more thing,” Joe muttered as he pulled a pair of small ear plugs from his bag. “You might want to put in a pair of earplugs.” He pushed them into his ears.

Then he inserted the magazine into the H&K and laid down on the ground in a prone position with his elbows out in front of him. He looked through the scope on the rifle, scanning for the bottles. He saw the bottles hanging from the trees. Then he pulled back on the charging handle to load a cartridge into the chamber. Then he pulled the scope back up to his eye, pulling the wood stock tight to his cheek. His left hand pulled gently on the foregrip as his right hand held a loose grip on the stock. He feathered the trigger. Looked through the scope. Breathing softly, in and out. Moved the crosshairs over to one of the bottles. Joe focused on his breathing as he placed the cross hairs up on the bottle. When it was lined up proper, he slowly exhaled as he started to squeeze the trigger rearward. He stopped breathing, waiting for the explosion.

The rifle jerked back into the pocket of his shoulder as the projectile exited the rifle. Joe watched through the scope. The strike of the round was almost instantaneous; maybe a fraction of a second. The glass did not break, but the bottle swayed in the breeze letting him know that his miss was only slight.

With a blowback operation, the explosion of the round, forced the bolt rearward to compress the buffer spring, then recoil forward to strip another round and lock it into the chamber. He checked the sights and relined the crosshairs up on the bottle. He pulled his elbows tighter together. This time, he stopped breathing just before slowly squeezing the trigger.

The rifle jerked a second time followed swiftly by a coke bottle shattering roughly 515 yards to his front. “Yes!” Joe muttered. “Got one.”

“Shiny,” the girl answered. She’d gone down on her belly, the Mosin propped twixt her shoulder an’ left hand while the right played at adjustments. Abby aimed on a bottle at twenty-five yards for linin’ up both front an’ rear sights. She took a tiny screwdriver tah nudge tha rear sight jest a notch left. Fer such a short distance she didn’t tweak elevation; this shot’s all about gettin ‘er tuned. She took a few minutes. Move left, tighten, sight. Move right, tighten, sight. Finally, when she thought she had it locked, she hauled the bolt, hearin’ the inner workin’s chamber a round.

With the safety flipped off, she centered up on the bottle. A gentle finger rested on the trigger as she exhaled, checked her sight, an’ then squeezed. The Mosin barked, a deep, satisfying report an’ a recoil that punched her shoulder. At this distance, she seen the strike plain as day. The bottle took the hit but sent most shards flyin’ off right. “Tad more tweakin’,” Abby observed as she put the little tool to work agin’. “Think I’ma drop coin fer a nice scope like yourn.”

“It a good investmen’ if you wanna hit targets at range,” Joe suggested. “Juss keep doin’ what ya doin’ n’ yew git good. Ah got five mo’ bottles to take out.”

“Mosin’s specked fer five hunnerd on this sight. Last year I took down a couple Reavers ever’ bit’s far out as that,” the deckhand said. Jest need tah dial ‘er in, s’all.”

The rifle had chambered another round after he fired it the last time. He rolled back into his prone position and pulled the stock up into his shoulder. He pressed the stock against his cheek and pulled his elbows in tight propping the rifle up off the ground. He looked through the scope and moved the crosshairs onto a bottle while focusing on his breathing. When the sights were over the bottle, he stopped breathing and slowly squeezed the trigger rearward. The resulting explosion sent a third round down range. Again, he hit the bottle and it shattered.

Joe continued shooting at the four remaining bottles. He missed two but did hit the four bottles. “Now ah have no more targets up there. Need to use the carbine anyway.” He removed the empty magazine from the H&K. He loaded another ten rounds of .308 into the box magazine and reinserted it into the magazine well. The tenth round from the previous magazine was still chambered.

He placed the H&K against the bench and picked up the M1 Carbine. He pulled back on the handle slightly to ensure it was still loaded from earlier. It was.

Abby squeezed again. This time, the bottle shattered all even like. “That’s muh girl,” she whispered, happy with the lateral. After takin’ a third down, she set her sights on the fifty-yard line. First shot was a miss. Her brow furrowed, she took ‘er time, careful on the lineup.

Squeeze.

The bullet struck, but just a touch right this time. “Still not right…there,” she said as she rolled up tah sit. Her ammo spent; Abby popped the clip out fer a reload. “One more lil’ tweak,” she chuckled. Hook had settled in with a different rifle. She’d do him the courtesy ‘o’ holdin’ ‘er shots til he’s finished.

“That’s some purty nice shootin’ Miss Abby. Who learned you ta shoot?” Joe asked.

Hook’s question was innocent an’ well meanin’, but she blushed all the same. “I’s afraid yer gon’ ask me that,” Abby giggled. “Ever read The Adventures of Buck Shot? I know, I know,” she met his stare with a full up laugh. “They’s silly cowpoke stories…but ever’ now an’ agin’ Ole Buck would teach cowboy stuff, like rawhide ropecraft, findin’ water, an’ such. I think they put ‘em in when the books was too short. Anyhow,” now she’s smilin’ at the memory, “in tha fourth book…The Poutin’ Pistolera? Buck was all sweet on a Spanic woman. He taught ‘er how tah handle a rifle…how tah sight…how tah hit things. The love story weren’t no good, but the rifle teachin’? I wore them pages right out,” she grinned.

Joe had a large ear to ear grin on his face. “That is a wonderful story, Miss Abby. Ah cannot say ah ever learnt nothin’ by reading a book.”

“Maybe we go change some targets? Add a few more o’ the trash on the ground here?” Joe suggested. He shouldered his rifle and headed down range with the young deckhand. “We can git some beef stew in the galley when we git back to the ship. Then clean these rifles up. Always good to keep ‘em well oiled and cleaned. Ya’ ne’er know when you need one.” Joe suggested with an air of experience.

“Sounds fine,” Abby fell in at his side. Soon, they’s scoopin up dented cans an’ bottles what could still stand. “I think I got ‘er dialed in now,” she said. “Jest fer certain, I’ll put a couple down at three hunnerd? Then we can put the rest at five? That okay with yew?”

“Yes, ma’am. That’s a dandy idea.” They finished setting up additional targets and walked down the slope back to their firing line. He pulled the carbine off his shoulder and checked the chamber again. It was still loaded. He hadn’t fired it yet. The H&K was still loaded, and he left that down near the bench.

When they reached the bench, Joe offered a wager. “What say we test our shooting skills? You with the Mosin and me with the carbine here. No scope, all iron sights?” Joe looked at Abby. He honestly didn’t want to take advantage of her but thought it would be fun.

Abby shrugged. “Sounds like fun. Whatcha got in mind?”

“You put six bottles at three hunnerd yards and four bottles at five hunnerd yards. We each take shots at three of those six bottles at three hunnerd and shots at two of the bottles at five hunnerd yards.” Joe suggested this challenge while waving a hand toward the bottles, then paused. “But what to wager? I gave all mah buttons away.”

“Welllll,” she give it some thought. “Chores? I win, yew clean tha lav ever’ day we’s on the ground in Greenleaf? You win, I do all the dishes?”

“You’re on!” Joe smiled. “OK. We each have five bottles to hit. The one who can hit their five bottles with the fewest number of bullets wins. This carbine holds thirty rounds. Your Mosin has what? Five? Six rounds? Then you have to reload?”

She nodded at his estimate. “Five round clip. Wanna take the first shot?”

“Sure. Will do.” Joe assumed a good prone position on the ground. He propped himself up on his elbows and pulled them in tight. “I’m looking at one of the three hunnerd meter targets first.” Joe focused on his shooting. He lined the iron sights up with the bottle. The damn thing was quite small. He focused on his breathing. When his sight picture was ready, he stopped breathing and slowly squeezed the trigger. The shot was a surprise and true. It hit the first bottle. “Got one!”

Abby settled inta place, legs splayed an’ elbows propped as she sighted the Mosin. Took ‘er time linin’ front an’ rear sights. In ‘er head, Ole Buck was teachin’ again. “Gotcher sight? Good. Now take a breath…let ‘er out nice an’ easy as ye touch the trigger. Give ‘er a gentle squeeze.” The Mosin barked, and tah her delight, that bottle shattered right perty in all directions. “There’s hit,” she smiled.

“Good job, Miss Abby!” Joe perked up. “You are not bad.” Joe’s semi-automatic rifle was ready for the second shot. He found the next bottle and looked down the barrel. He put the front sight post in the notch of the rear aperture. Then he placed that front sight post over the bottle and lined the top of the post with the top of the rear aperture. This area right there. The top of the front sight post was the sweet spot. He put that center mass on the bottle and tried to visualize as small of an area on the bottle as possible. When he was ready, he stopped breathing and gently squeezed the trigger. The report was again a surprise and the round hit the bottle dead on. “That’s two!”

“Gorram, but that’s got a voice on ‘im!” she chortled over her shoulder. “Nice shootin’. Changin’ up guns gotts be a challenge fer long shots.” She slid the bolt, sendin’ brass cartwheelin’ off at her side. Abby chambered her next round, an’ settled in tah take tha shot. ”Don’t overthink it,” the dime store novel cowpoke spoke in her mind’s ear. ”Just…squeeze.” She couldn’t hear the bottle shatter fer the backslap echo of the shot…but there it was, lyin’ in shards. “Two all! Durned if this ain’t gettin’ interestin’?”

“Ah honestly don’t mind cleanin’ the lav for the next three or four days.” Joe laughed. He looked down the barrel, located his third target and lined up the sights just as he did before. He squeezed the trigger and a split second later, that bottle was ruined too. “There’s number three!”

“Oh yeah?” Abby cracked wise. “I conjure there’s a better chance ‘o’ me gettin dish pan hands then yew scrubbin a commode, dohn mah?” She laid in again…locked ‘er sights an’ squeezed. The Mosin roared…but the bottle didn’t flinch. “Uh oh. Should I go agin?” she asked.

“Take another shot. Ahm bound to miss on the 500-meter shot.” Joe encouraged her to go again.

She hauled tha bolt fer a fresh round, then took ‘er stance. “C’mon, old girl,” Abby whispered. “Let’s….do….” The gun spoke. This time, the bottle flew all tah pieces. “Alrighty then,” the girl said. “On tah five hunnerd…an’ I’m one behind yah.”

“Ah knew you could do it! Nice shot.” Joe looked at the 500-meter target. With the scoped sniper rifle he was able to hit six out of nine shots. Let’s see how well he could engage these with iron sights. He used the same technique he used on the last shot. This time he moved the aim point up to the narrow neck of the bottle to compensate for the drop of the round. Joe focused on his breathing, insured he had a good cheek to stock weld, elbows set, left hand with a slight pull towards the shoulder, stop breathing, squeeze the trigger and “Kablam!” the round struck near the bottom of the bottle, but it was enough to shatter it into small pieces. “That was number four, Miss Abby! You can do this.”

She laughed. “Five hunnerd meters…no windage, no elevation. Know what I can do?” she teased. “Dishes!” That cola bottle looked mighty small in tha distance. Surprisin’ she could even see it. Abby lined up, drew her bead on the center…and then edged up jest a whit tah the top. Afore she could lose her nerve, she fired. Took the round just a heartbeat longer tah travel, but when it sent that bottle tah oblivion her jaw dropped. “Holy cow…” she muttered.

“Ahm glad yer on my team, Miss Abby. Nice shot.” Joe pulled the rifle up and scanned for his second target at five hundred meters. He went through the same procedure. He squeezed the trigger and could see the round strike the dirt in front of the bottle. “Wo De Tian A” Joe rarely used Mandarin, but this seemed appropriate. “I missed one.” Joe hung his head low. “Yes, I could use your help in the kitchen. But looks like ahm cleanin’ the lav instead.”

She’d waited all quiet an’ still, so’s not tah distract Joe’s shootin’. “Aw,” the deckhand groaned as his shot struck dirt. “Ain’t nothin…jest means we’s tied up is all. She reloaded her clip, then got prone again fer the second five hunnerd. Take yer time… Buck encouraged from his pages. [/i]Like ye got nary a care in the world…[/i]
The Mosin talked. Her last bottle listened, sparklin’ in the sun as it shattered. “I don’t believe it,” Abby’s jaw hung open.

Joe picked his head up out of the dirt. “Nice shootin’ Miss Abby.” He re-aimed the five hundred-meter target. He pulled the rifle into his shoulder and focused on his breathing. He stopped his exhale and squeezed the trigger. The next shot struck the dirt just to the right of the bottle. Then he looked over at Abby, “Ahm gonna start callin’ you Abby Oakley now. You got me, Abby. Ah git to clean the lav this week.” Joe stood up and checked his rifle. “How about we head back to the China Doll?”

“I still can’t…WHOOOOO!” the girl let loose as she come up off tha ground. “Yew good girl,” she give the Mosin a kiss on the handgrip. Abby couldn’t stop grinnin’ as she turned towards Joe. “Sounds good, but yew go first. I’ll pick up our spent brass an what glass can be removed. Lotsa animals about,” she said. “Joe, this was some fun. Thank yew!”

“You are welcome, Miss Abby,” Joe responded. “Yea, let’s clean up our range. Get ready to go back home.” Joe gathered his equipment. He unloaded his rifles but kept his pistol close by. Never knew what could be out there. “Miss Abby? Thanks for coming out with me today. This was fun.”

Joe and Abby picked up the brass and collected the small shards of glass. When they were ready, they began the two-mile trek back to the ship.

Once they returned to the ship, Joe went up to his room to get his cleaning kit and a towel. He then went to the galley to set up a spot to clean his rifles. Then he pulled out some left-over beef stew to eat before getting to work on the rifles.

Abby joined him, and the pair laughed over the girl’s newest nickname.

“Ok Abby Oakley. I’ll clean the lav after I do breakfast tomorrow,” Joe was ready to accept his new assignment.
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I will start an introductory post tomorrow. Introduce the members of the Council of Representatives. I want to post plans to send several Scout Ships on long distance trips seeking Life outside the Confederation. I may post some cultural events as well.

@Knight Solaire I believe it is your intention that our "nations" are unaware of the other's presence. Part of that plan to send out scout ships is to possibly find someone out there.




o Nation name: The Magnus Confederation

o Systems controlled: The Magnus Confederation is home to Nine (9) star systems containing only one planet containing life.
Brattunach has a single main sequence star at its center. The first two planets are dense rock with the one closest to the star being the smallest. These planets are not inhabitable, yet the second planet appears as though it may have teamed with life a very long time ago.
The third planet, also known as Brattunach, is the only planet in the system that can sustain life. This is an underdeveloped planet, currently under the eyes of the Magnus Confederacy. The Brattunch Accords restricts interaction with the indigenous population of the planet. Its resources are mined by people from the other eight worlds of the Confederation.
This planet is inhabited by a population of semi-nomadic hominins (homo sapiens) who occupy one of the two southern continents only. There are more land masses in the three northern continents which contain large deposits of iron, copper, aluminum, and precious gems and metals including gravitonium. Gravitonium is a metal imbued with properties capable of resisting gravity. It induces a hover on any vehicle it is manufactured with. Several mining companies have set up operations on these continents which do not contain the Brattunch hominins. The Brattunch Accords state no external race shall interfere with the natural progression of the Brattunch hominins and no contact whatsoever will be made with these people. These people are at the technological level of humans on earth around 10,000 BC. The people live off the land. A few have taken to agrarian pursuits, but most will move with their food source as the seasons change.
The fourth planet of Brattunach is also made of dense rock and appears is may have sustained life a very long time ago. The fifth and sixt planets are both gas giants. the fifth planet has a moon, almost the size of the third planet which also has several deposits of gravitonium. It does not however have an atmosphere. The Caesari have established an underground colony on the moon and named it, "Grummond".



Dornier has a single main sequence star at its center. The first three planets are dense rock. These planets are not inhabitable, yet the second planet appears as though it may have sustained life a very long time ago. The fourth planet has all the right stuff for an inhabitable planet, but the atmosphere was burned off eons ago. Minerals such as iron, copper, aluminum, and precious gems and metals including gravitonium can be found under the surface. The Gaullian humans of the fifth planet have a mining colony on this planet known as "Riens".
The fifth planet is a large blue and green marble capable of sustaining life. This planet is the governmental center of the Magnus Confederation, the Gaullian Humans have called the planet home for several thousand years. At some point in their history, they actually sent colonists out into space to colonize a distant planet. They did and settled on Goff and Lenser. These planetary civilizations have blossomed and developed quite well. All three planets share an excellent relationship as well as culture similarities.
Dornier has seven sattelites (Moons) named Toupère, Frija, Donner, Defeiros, Tyus, Vanadis, and L'enfer after the seven Gods of their pantheon. Toupère sustains life and is used as a military installation primarily for training purposes. Mining companies have established operations on the moon as well.
An asteroid belt exists where the sixth planet should be. The Gaullian Humans conduct extensive mining of Gravitonium in this asteroid belt.
The seventh through tenth planets of Dornier are gas giants ranging in size from 38,000 km diameter to 75,000 km diameter. These planets are primarily composed of Helium and Hydrogen. The eleventh planet of the system is an ice rock measuring 18,000 km at its diameter and consisting primarily of Nitrogen ice.



Geldoz has a single main sequence star at its center. The first four planets are either dense rock or loose soil with minable minerals below the mantle. The moon of the third planet can sustain life and has been taken as home to a very large colony of pirates with races coming from several different systems. There are no Fydler on this moon, dubbed "Brandor" by the Eldari of the fifth planet.
The fifth planet is a life sustaining world and home to the Eldari. A thousand years ago, the Eldari sent a colony ship out into space with the intention of establishing a colony on a distant world. The scientific community assumes the vessel was lost because there has never been contact with that ship since then.
The remaining three planets of Geldoz are ice giants consisting of Helium, Hydrogen, Methane gasses, water, rock, silicate and due to the immense pressures of the climate, diamonds. The atmospheric pressure of these planets is 100,000 times greater than that found on earth. A biological lifeform would perish inside the atmosphere of these giants which measure between 72,000 Km and 135,000 km diameters.



Goff has a single main sequence star at its center. The first planet has dense rock with the second containing loose soil with minable minerals below the mantle. The humans of the third planet have a mining colony on this second planet.
The third planet, also known as Goff sustains life and was first settled by Gaullian humans more than nine hundred years ago. Goff developed at a standard pace given the advanced technology and the two worlds enjoy peaceful relations.
The fourth and fifth planets are similar in structure to the third planet, but have no viable life or signs of any minable substance; at least nothing of value to the humans of Goff.
The sixth and seventh planets are gas giants containing Helium and Hyrdogen as well as water, methane gases and silicates. The two planets measure their diameters at 43,000 Km and 122,000 Km respectively. The two gas giants have several satellites, but nothing of value.



Harton has a single main sequence star at its center. The first planet is made of dense rock with no minable minerals. The second planet is composed of loose soil; clay and sand mix with no atmosphere or life. There are no moons around the first two planets.
The third planet is home to the Baku. Eight hundred years ago, the Baku, who originated on Jaltyr sent a colony ship out into space with the intention of establishing a colony on a distant world. The ship found Harton, landed and established a colony. THe first few years were challenging, but the Baku thried regardless and established a vast community covering all or most of the continents.
The next three planets of Harton are composed of a sand and clay mixture soil. The fifth planet has deposits of iron, aluminum, gravitonium and other precious metals. The Baku have established mining colonies here, but there is no atmosphere. The seventh through Ninth planets are ice giants consisting of Helium, Hydrogen, Methane gasses, water, rock, and silicate. These planets measure between 62,000 Km and 157,000 km in diameter.



Jaltyr has a single main sequence star at its center. The first three planets are made of dense rock with no minable minerals. The second planet has a moon composed of dense rock with no minable resources.
The fourth planet is home to the Baku. Eight hundred years ago, the Baku, sent a colony ship out into space with the intention of establishing a colony on a distant world. The ship found Harton, landed and established a colony. The two planets share more than just the same race and culture, but they share technology and resources as well. Jaltyr has a moon known as "Tsuki" by the Baku.
The fifth planet of Jaltyr is composed of a loose soil mixture with no atmosphere. This planet has deposits of iron, aluminum, gravitonium and other precious metals. The Baku have established mining colonies here. The sixth and seventh planets are ice giants consisting of Helium, Hydrogen, Methane gasses, water, rock, and silicate. These planets measure between 95,000 Km and 138,000 km in diameter. The ninth planet of the system is an ice rock measuring 22,000 km at its diameter and consisting primarily of Nitrogen ice.



Lenser has a single main sequence star at its center. The first two planets are dense rock with the one closest to the star being the smallest. These planets are not inhabitable, yet the second planet appears as though it may have teamed with life a very long time ago. The third and fourth planets are composed of a mix of dense rock and loose soil with no appreciable deposits or atmosphere.
The fifth planet, Lenser, is the only planet in the system that can sustain life. It is home to Gaullian humans who departed Dornier over nine hundred years ago. The human population have thrived ever since and are natural allies with both Dornier and Goff. THe planet has all the natural resources necssarty to survive including gravitonium. THere are two moons, Jandier and Bypass.
The sixth planet of Lenser is also made of dense rock and appears is may have sustained life a very long time ago. The seventh and eighth planets are both gas giants. The seventh planet has a moon, almost the size of the third planet which also has several deposits of gravitonium. It does not however have an atmosphere. The humans of Lenser have established an underground colony on the moon and named it, "Skopi".



Rylarot has a binary star system with a main sequence star at its center and a dwarf white star at its center. The first two planets are dense rock with the one closest to the star being the smallest. These planets are not inhabitable, yet the second planet appears as though it may have teamed with life a very long time ago. The third and fourth planets are composed of a mix of dense rock and loose soil with no appreciable deposits or atmosphere.
The Fourth Planet, also named Rylarot, is the home of the Fydler. Rylarot has three satellites (moons), Hubbard, Jares & Klatu. Hubbard is composed of a mix of dense rock and arable soil, unfortunately the atmosphere is composed of an inordinate combination of harmful chemicals to sustain life. Mammals, fish, plants and insects would all perish in this environment. The Fydler have established a mining colony on the moon, Hubbard to extract resources to be used on Rylarot.
The fifth and sixth planets of this system are ice giants consisting of mostly Helium and Hydrogen. The diameter of these planets are 66,000 km and 116,000 km respectively. between the sixth and seventh planets is an asteroid belt containing significant iron and copper deposits. The Fydler conduct regular mining operations in the belt. The seventh planet is an ice rock measuring 23,000 km at its diameter and consisting primarily of Nitrogen ice.



Swenton has a binary star system with a main sequence star at its center and a red dwarf star at its center. The first two planets are dense rock with the one closest to the star being the smallest. These planets are not inhabitable, yet the second planet appears as though it may have teamed with life a very long time ago.
The third Planet, also named Swenton, is the home of the Caesari Dwarves. Swenton has three satellites (moons), Pa’zia, Gixia & Reniphon. Reniphon has all the necessary resources to sustain life, yet there is no developed ozone layer. Mammals could not live in this atmosphere. Pa’zia has a large quantity of Gravitonium that is being mined by the people of Swenton.
The fourth and fifth planets consist of arable soil, yet does not have an atmosphere necessary to sustain life. There are minable resources on this planet including iron, copper, and other precious minerals.
The sixth, seventh and eighth planets of this system are ice giants consisting of mostly Helium and Hydrogen. The diameter of these planets are 66,000 km, 116,000 km and 145,000 km respectively. between the sixth and seventh planets is an asteroid belt containing significant iron and copper deposits. The Fydler conduct regular mining operations in the belt. The seventh planet is an ice rock measuring 23,000 km at its diameter and consisting primarily of Nitrogen ice.




o Population: 59,968,945,800

o Government Type: Confederation; weak central government with stronger state (planetary) governments. The members of the Magnus Confederation have agreed upon a series of Accords or concessions during the establishment of the Confederation. The Confederation establishes an executive and a legislative branch of government, but no judiciary.

The executive branch consists of a Council of Representatives of the eight participating worlds. The Council maintains an empty ninth chair for the people of Brattunch. No one expects the chair will ever be occupied in their lifetime, except maybe the Fydler Councilman. The members of the Confederated Council elect a Council President and Vice President for a term of four years. This person comes from among the Council members. Each planet member elects a councilman once every four years. There is a term limit set at four. Each planet member expects its Representative to stand up for the wishes of its constituent citizens.

The legislative branch consists of a Board of Representatives made up of fifteen representatives from each planet member for a current total of one hundred twenty (120) Representatives. The Board of Representatives handles matters of Interstellar concerns or disputes between two or more planets. Their authority extends to planetary surface only when the interstellar concern is taken to that level.

The Accords

Brattunach Accords External interaction with the indigenous population of the planet, Brattunach is hereby restricted. The indigenous population of Brattunach number approximately 600,000 souls and are contained to one of two southern continents. The semi-nomadic hominins (homo sapiens) are of a similar technology level as humans on earth around 10,000 BC. The population primarily lives off the land. A few have taken to agrarian pursuits, but most will move with their food source as the seasons change. External races shall not interfere with the natural progression of the Brattunch hominins, and no contact whatsoever will be made with these people.
The planet contains large deposits of iron, copper, aluminum, and precious gems and metals including gravitonium which are mined by the citizens from the other eight worlds of the Confederation. Mining operations are restricted to the three northern continents of Brattunach.
Any race that interferes with Brattunach will be fined an appropriate sum of credits to be determined by the remaining members of the Council of Representatives. Failure to make proper compensation could result in military action.

Gravitonium Accords Gravitonium is a metal imbued with properties capable of resisting gravity. It induces a hover on any vehicle it is manufactured with. Several mining companies from the eight planets have established operations in all nine systems of the Magnus Confederation for the extraction of gravitonium. The Gravitonium Consortium Association (GCA) establishes marketable costs per ton which applies equally to all mining companies approved by the GCA. Eligible companies must register with the GCA in order to gain mining rights anywhere in the Confederation. No unapproved companies are permitted to extract gravitonium from any system in the Magnus Confederation. The GCA has the authority to impose monetary penalties to any company who violates this accord.

Brandor Accords Within the Geldoz system exists a colony of refugees who are struggling to create their home on the moon of the third planet. The Brandori Refugees are protected by this accord from governmental or military intervention by any member of the Confederation. According to the Eldari, they have had a difficult existence and require a vast amount of lattitude and support in order to survive.

- Nation Size: Medium

- Nation Specialty: Balanced


o Nation History: TBA

o Species:
There are five different races that make up the citizens of the Magnus Confederation: Gaullian (Human), The Baku (Hominid), Eldari (Dark Elves), Caesari Dwarves, and The Fydler

Gaullian Humans originated on Dornier and evolved by colonizing TWO other planets (Goff & Lenser). They are the same humans we know on earth with a variety of races including African, Asian and Caucasian races as well as other combinations of indigenous species. Gaullian Humans also exist on Brattunach, but evolved naturally rather than from Dornier colonization.


The Baku are a bipedal humanoid race with blue skin. The tone of the skin varies from very light blue, almost white to very dark blue, almost dark purple rather than black. The average Baku has a medium shade of blue with only small minorities of the population blessed/cursed with dark blue or light blue skin. People who do have the dark blue/light blue skin tones are considered the more attractive members of society. They tend to possess an elevated degree of magnetism/charisma due to their skin tone. It is not uncommon for a Baku man and woman who have four children with one of the four blessed/cursed with the dark blue/light blue skin tone. Formally, this translates into the dark and light Baku result in finding themselves in the hierarchy of society.

Baku eyes are almond shaped with either yellow or green tinted iris. A rare few Baku possess blue or even rarer few possess a violet-colored iris. As in the skin color, those who have violet or blue eyes tend to be considered more attractive than yellow or green-eyed Baku. Irrelevant of skin color and eye color, one thirty-second (3.125%) of the population is gifted with an empathic ability.


The Eldari (Dark Elves) are bipedal humanoids with ashen colored skin from light gray to charcoal grey. The Eldari Elves have either red- or violet-colored eyes with hair varying from white to medium blue to light violet in color. They are typically thin and stand at full height anywhere from 5’ 10” to 6’ 7” tall. They have pointed ears and benefit from the ability to see in the dark. The Eldari do not sleep but must spend 4-8 hours in deep meditation every 24 hours in order to recharge their energy and grow.


Caesari Dwarves are bipedal humanoids with light colored skin (Caucasian) and almost always bearded. They stand anywhere from 4’ 2” tall to 5’ in height. Their build is stocky with concentrated dense muscle sinew (very strong). These people are very hardy, with resistance to most viruses and to fire. Their beards are normally braided or at least trimmed neatly. Female dwarves do not grow beards.


The Fydler are bipedal humanoids with ashen light grey skin color similar to the Eldari. Their skin color may be white, but only progress to a burnt grey rather than charcoal. Not as dark as some Eldari. They are thin and stand between 6’ 6” to 8’3” tall. The Fydler are very cerebral creatures with excessive intelligence and a perceived inability to express emotion. They appear somewhere between sociopathic to simply unemotional. They mate when it is practical. Many of their decisions are based on logic and efficiency. The Fydler do not have a protruding nose like humans do, it is flat against the front of their face with sinus slits for breathing (Think Voldemort). Their mouth hides beneath a skin flap extending from the sinus area. Their eyes are large black vertical ovals rather than the small horizontal ovals of humans. Their ears also do not protrude from the sides of the head but are merely holes in the sides of their heads. The Fydler are amphibian but spend most of their time above water. The webbing that once occupied the area between fingers and toes disappeared more than 5,000 years ago. Some Fydler can breathe underwater even today, most can hold their breath for up to ninety minutes. The Fydler have no body hair.


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- Notable civilian tech
Gravitonium. Due to the existence of this substance in the Magnus Confederation Star Systems, vehicles that resist gravity are in abundance. Most families own a motor vehicle which hovers anywhere from 10 to 150 meters above the surface. They use these as well as trains to move people and goods from one place to another.

o Economy:
As a confederation there is not one form of currency but eight. The standard denomination for currency is "Credit." From each planet you will find Dornier Credits, Goff Credits and so forth. The curret rates of exchange are as follows:

Dornier Credit (DC) = 1.0 (Base)
Goff Credit (GC) 1.0 GC = 1.15 DC
Lenser Credit (LC) 1.0 LC = 1.22 DC
Harton Credit (HC) 1.0 HC = 1.45 DC
Jaltyr Credit (JC) 1.0 JC = 1.01 DC
Geldoz Credit (ZC) 1.0 ZC = 0.98 DC
Rylarot Credit (RC) 1.0 RC = 1.18 DC
Swenton Credit (SC) 1.0 SC = 1.05 DC

- Trade Craft: There are many notable tradecrafts amongst the planets of the Magnus Confederation.

o Military A more detailed organization and structure of the militaries of the Magnus Confederation are detailed in the following post, linked here.
- Size/Organization Each of the primary eight (8) planets of the Confederation are represented in the military of the Confederation. The population of the standing military is roughly 1.2% of its civilian population. The following numbers represent the grand totals of all branches.

Interstellar Navy: 216,000 Ships / 202,500,000 personnel / 1,247,768 Aircraft
The Interstellar navy consists of ships of varrying classes which are heavily armed for the
purpose of projecting force across the Confederation or the galaxy when necessary. All boats
and single engine combat aircraft are owned by the Interstellar navy.

Marines: 81,431,100 personnel
The Marines are an elite branch of the Navy used as naval infantry. They are a light
fighting force complimented with Atmospheric Assault Battalion.

Army: 407,064,052 personnel
The Army can perform Atmospheric Assault role as the marines, but are built for attacking,
sustaining, and holding terrain for extended periods of time. Officers of the Confederated
Armies attend the finest institutions of military learning on all eight planets. The
formations of the Confederated Armies are built around armored and mechanized formations
relying on orbital AGW ships for overwhelming artillery support.

Homeland Defense: 45,257,625 personnel
The Homeland Defense force is tasked with defending each planet of the Confederation against
any invaders. They are organized into Guards Divisions as well as other subordinate and
superior echelons. They remain on their home worlds to conduct defensive engagements.

Notable Military Tech As with the anti-gravity vehicles used by the civilian population, both
the armored fighting vehicles (AFV) and the combat service support (CSS) vehicles used to
provide logistical support to the military are capable of anti-gravity operations.

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