Alright, back awake to deal with three more pages of OOC.
Rolls are random. Stats are not. They are based on historical reasons.
I think the ACW has progressed enough to warrant both sides getting war orders, unless of course they still believe peace is an option. Giant also gets war orders as he is in a Civil War. Noone else gets any war orders unless they declare war, including UK and Russia.
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Pathetic first post, I know. Sorry about that. A RP I'm setting up exploded, and I'm struggling to keep up a little bit.
House Harvestar
Lord Torak sat at his desk, reading over the daily reports. It was the part of the day he hated most - reading had not come easily to him, and to this day he still didn't enjoy it. But it was a necessary evil. The reports had been growing more and more troubling recently. Giants, as always, was Torak's chief concern. His lands had been plagued by giants for as long as anyone could remember, but it had been decades since the last time they came in any large numbers. His grandfather, the long deceased Lord Kedinn, had been Lord at the time a giant army had come east. The giants had punched their way through to the heart of his lands before Kedinn and his army stopped them and turned them back - but not before Kedinn and a thousand of his men had perished. The local town had been renamed Giants Bane in honour of the battle fought there. Torak's father never faced any large numbers of giants, but now it seemed Torak would. And there was also the troubling accounts that Princess Helen had been indited for treason, and had since fled. Torak had few dealings with the Overlord, but his lands did border the crownlands, so he always kept an eye on any developing situations. If Helen decided to flee north, she would soon pass into Harvestar lands. It wasn't something Torak could ignore. He called a servant and dictated orders to him while he wrote them down. The orders were to raise a force of 100 horsemen, half each from Kaldur and Icemark, to patrol the eastern border. 10 scouts were also raised, all from Westwatch, and these were to patrol the southern border through Westwatch and Goliath, in order to locate the Princess. They were ordered that if she was found, they were to treat the Princess with the honour and respect that a woman of her status deserves, and to be escorted to Kaldur.
Lord Torak sat at his desk, reading over the daily reports. It was the part of the day he hated most - reading had not come easily to him, and to this day he still didn't enjoy it. But it was a necessary evil. The reports had been growing more and more troubling recently. Giants, as always, was Torak's chief concern. His lands had been plagued by giants for as long as anyone could remember, but it had been decades since the last time they came in any large numbers. His grandfather, the long deceased Lord Kedinn, had been Lord at the time a giant army had come east. The giants had punched their way through to the heart of his lands before Kedinn and his army stopped them and turned them back - but not before Kedinn and a thousand of his men had perished. The local town had been renamed Giants Bane in honour of the battle fought there. Torak's father never faced any large numbers of giants, but now it seemed Torak would. And there was also the troubling accounts that Princess Helen had been indited for treason, and had since fled. Torak had few dealings with the Overlord, but his lands did border the crownlands, so he always kept an eye on any developing situations. If Helen decided to flee north, she would soon pass into Harvestar lands. It wasn't something Torak could ignore. He called a servant and dictated orders to him while he wrote them down. The orders were to raise a force of 100 horsemen, half each from Kaldur and Icemark, to patrol the eastern border. 10 scouts were also raised, all from Westwatch, and these were to patrol the southern border through Westwatch and Goliath, in order to locate the Princess. They were ordered that if she was found, they were to treat the Princess with the honour and respect that a woman of her status deserves, and to be escorted to Kaldur.
@Rare; as long as you let me know, orders may be changed as long as it is before the deadline on Wednesday.
@Pasta; honestly, mate, I have no idea where any of your troops are. I'm pretty sure you are the first person in the history of WiR to ever ask that question. Just assume a large number of them are in the colonies, particularly India, but most of them are in the Home Islands. Same with the Royal Navy.
@Aegon; yes, you may.
@Aegon; yes, you may.
@Rare; yeah, you're fine. Chances are I'll probably only reply to orders if there is a problem with them, so if you don't get a reply, assume everything is good.
@Aegon; good question. No, neither side has openly declared war on each other yet. But it will happen.
@Aegon; good question. No, neither side has openly declared war on each other yet. But it will happen.
@Aegon; nope, that does not take an order. You just go and talk with them, via pm or some other medium. WiR works a little differently to other NRPs, instead of documenting what is happening, each IC post works more like an announcement by that country. You don't need to roleplay each interaction.
No, orders aren't due. If everyone got them in early, I was going to bump forward the first update, but it doesn't matter if they don't. In fact, the pace that this has been going, I wouldn't mind slowing down a bit, so take your time.
@Aegon; I think everyone is going batshit insane, including myself. Didn't get enough orders to post an update this week, so I made a mini-update instead. Public opinion is important, people. Consider what they want.
And congratulations to Giant who, for the very first roll of the game, managed to score a double 10. Not even joking, I didn't change the result at all.
And congratulations to Giant who, for the very first roll of the game, managed to score a double 10. Not even joking, I didn't change the result at all.
The USA was not the only country in 1861 facing a civil war. Now in the second year of a bloody conflict, the Granandine Confederation had faced struggle and hardship, and precious few victories against the rebels to celebrate. To many observers, it seemed certain that for the rebels, victory was inevitable. The Confederation was about to show to the world just how incorrect this was. An ambitious plan had been drawn up, and was now about to be executed.
Under the cover of darkness, government troops boarded transport ships for the long journey to the capital. At the same time, more troops began to move through the countryside, heading for the same direction. As dawn broke over Colombia, the attack began. The inital assault went well, heavy training in the past months paying off as troops disembarked the transports and entered the fray like clockwork, quickly routing the shocked rebel troops and sending them into a disorganised retreat.
(-780 regulars to Colombia, Bogotá retaken)
As the assault wore on, cracks began to show in the Colombian army. Communications between the two army groups had broken down and the second group was slow to respond to reports of fighting in Bogotá. As they moved to try and encircle the retreating rebel army, sluggishness allowed some rebel troops to regroup and bunker down in defensible locations, forcing the government troops to stop and besiege each one in turn. However, eventually they broke through and completed the encirclement, trapping the larger part of the rebel army inside. As the troops from Bogotá moved away from the city, the remaining rebels broke under the assault and surrendered.
(-1120 regulars to Colombia)
The surviving government troops began fortifying their new conquests, ensuring that a counterattack couldn't take them by surprise. However, it seemed an unnecessary move, as the rebels had been broken and disorganised by the shocking attack. Indeed, as pro-government supporters across the nation began celebrating, it seemed that the chance for a rebel victory had been lost. Spectators from around the world witnessed this sudden reversal in fortune by the Granadine Confederation with interest, particularily in North America - galvanising Union supporters, and hurting morale in the Confederacy, who now feared a similar attack on them.
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