Aloria Story Progression Imperial Proclamation: The Realm Mobilizes!

[TyrolleanEagle]

The morning sun crept slowly over the towering buildings of the Regalian skyline. Most of the Imperial City's denizens were just waking from their night's sleep when the disturbances began. The rattle of steel, the clanking of armor, and the constant sound of soldiers marching through the streets. Citizens looked out their windows only to find that the central streets of the city were abuzz with activity. Soldiers in full combat wear marched in unison towards the Regalian harbor, carrying multiple carts of swords, gunpowder, spears, pikes, cannonballs, and a plethora of other military supplies. In the bright orange lit water of the harbor, massive warships pulled into port, flying the bright purple and gold banner of the Regalian Empire atop their flagstaffs. The marching and loading of ships continued for several hours, until the last of the ships pulled out of the harbor and disappeared into the horizon.

Only a few moments afterward, the doors of the Regalian State Council chambers flew open, revealing a swarm of Imperial scribes dressed in their usual silks. They took to the streets, nailing up crisp white proclamations in their usual places, the tavern notice board, the doors of the cathedral, and around several other public areas. The proclamations bore the seal and standard of the State Council and Arch-Chancellor, each one reading...

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[HobblingHobbit]

 

[BillyTheScruffy]

The Estel statue will not be best pleased.

 

[Greenie]

Cri.​

 

[TyrolleanEagle]

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Cri.​

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Corrected.

 

[Tibertastic]

The Estel statue will not be best pleased.

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You're evil.

 

[LekkuLord]

They're all going to die and there's nothing I can do to stop it... Even if I were to somehow persuade a higher up that this is suicide, I'd be arrested for treasonous activity if I explained too much. Shit.

Tristan just stared at the mobilization efforts happening around the city and contemplated his next move.

 

[HobblingHobbit]

contemplated his next move.

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Could always flee for Etosil....

 

[krios41]

war here, war there...
it feels like we jump from one war right into another and then i wonder how the fluf do they reinforce their troops so quick O.0
fluffing peacehaters

 

[TinySnowcloud]

Cecil was still freaking in the Azure Spire. Of course this happened when he turned himself in. I mean why wouldn't it, right? He /thought/ he was picking a calm time, but nope. Boy, he's got a storm coming. He's finally gonna be free on like Wednesday jeeze. Stupid Azures...

 

[Shayin]

They're all going to die and there's nothing I can do to stop it... Even if I were to somehow persuade a higher up that this is suicide, I'd be arrested for treasonous activity if I explained too much. Shit.

Tristan just stared at the mobilization efforts happening around the city and contemplated his next move.

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And Selwynn with him.

 

[Medvekoma]

In the meanwhile, Faustina is just watching the ships sail away, singing to herself.

(Tssk Tssk character joke for those that get it)

 

[Ben_2025]

~Break through her shields~​

 

[Simcity_4]

 

[Silent_Ruler]

@Catcat1305 if people were drafted, does this mean my Marine Officer character (registered on the permissions page and approved as a character) would have been drafted and unplayable until otherwise announced?

I'm actually willing to have him drafted. I just need to know it would even be allowed. See, I can't play him anyways as I'm off at school and would at least like to see him do something productive.

 

[TyrolleanEagle]

@Catcat1305 if people were drafted, does this mean my Marine Officer character (registered on the permissions page and approved as a character) would have been drafted and unplayable until otherwise announced?

I'm actually willing to have him drafted. I just need to know it would even be allowed. See, I can't play him anyways as I'm off at school and would at least like to see him do something productive.

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No. The reserve fleet is the tiny little portion of the fleet that was spared from destruction at the hands of the Qadir. If the State Council or the Emperor declares that the State will begin a full scale invasion of the territories where the stone woman is said to be, then characters may be involved.

 

[Billy_Rage]

Cayd watched the soldiers march through the steam that rose from his morning coffee. Clang, clang, thump, thump. The sounds of war echoing through the streets. Every once in awhile it was joined with the sobbing of a mother. Her sons where off to war and may not return. He took a sip from his coffee, closing his eyes to try dispel the hold that sleep held on him. "I wonder when dey will call upon us. It doesn't take long for dem to." He mused allowed as he contemplated what this Estel like creature meant. People said void invasion, but perhaps it was an exist invasion.

 

[MiningToBedrock_]

Azthis watched as the small army passed him on the streets. He gave a lighthearted wave, hoping that they would meet a less than pleasant fate at the hands of whatever lay out in the Expanse. He twirled his fingers a bit, tiny snow flakes swirling between them. "Goodbye. Pleasse, don't come back." He rests his arm on a light post near him, smirking as he did so. He fishes a small, very imperfect sphere of steel out of a pack tied around a growth of crystal near his shoulder. He rolls it around in his palm for maybe a minute. When the last man turns the corner, he tosses the metal in the air and allows it to drop back down into his open jaw. If anything happened that gave him opportunity to get revenge on the Typhonus family for his father, he'd need the extra strength. "Nobody truly understandss what they walk into until they ssee it for themsself."​

 

[Lizmun]

Abigail had heard the marching, clanging and the rattling of the departing soldiers all the same as everybody else. Originally she had thought the faint and slightly distant noises to be remnants of her dreams. Once the woman realized otherwise, she sprung out of her bed, her sheets fluttering to the floor. Abigail was almost instantly to her little closet, picking out from what little clothes she had to throw on, and ran outside, not even taking time to put on her shoes. The gravel road of the Poor-district shifted unevenly beneath Abigail's running feet. She didn't live too terribly far from the dock area, she arrived to the edge of the ocean with a skidding stop on her heels, putting her hands out to stop against the little railing barrier. After stopping, she'd lean on the stone railing, and watch the Soldiers and Sailors board their ships with wide eyes. As she watched, Abigail overthought about where on Aloria they could be going, It didn't take her long to conclude that they were going to this Torse place, and were going to be fighting Estel.

Abigail waved enthusiastically to the ships when their departure came, she even shouted a few goodbyes, both in common and d'ithanie. When the last ship passed over the Horizon, she leant forwards a bit, letting her forearms rest on the stone. "I wonder what 'appens now.." she said quietly to herself, still staring off to the distance.

 

[IronGentleGiant]

Viva la Revolution! Go Torse. That's the fatherland of one of my characters.

 

[SilentRuination]

Esyae really didn't care, as she was snug cozily in her bed, fast asleep.

 

[Laguuvia]

Estella awoke groggily to the very annoying clanking of armour and cart wheels bumping forth towards the harbour. She'd lazily tumble out of bed, throwing open the curtains and squinting out the window, the rows of soldiers marching towards the ships as the sun slowly rose. "Do you people not understan' the term 'sleep'?" she called out the window, of course, to herself, flailing her arms up in a hope to make some type of point.
She'd go downstairs, going to make herself some coffee, still in her nightgown. She'd pour her coffee into a glass, taking sips, periodically squinting outside. The streets started to clear, the last of the men filling the ships up, the ships gently bobbing and rocking back and forth. She'd stretch her arms, rubbing her eyes in a hope to awake herself. "Glory to the Empire!" she called out in the dark of her home. Oh yah. She'd light the candles in the kitchen, the room glowing a dim orange, the sunbeams gently flowing into the room, spilling over the counter and onto the wooden floor.
Shrugging, she'd finish her coffee, rinsing her glass and wiping it down with a cloth. She'd then make her way back to the bedroom, throwing the curtains closed and flopping into bed, snuggling into her blanket, falling asleep within a few minutes. "Glory to the emperor. Now let me get my beauty rest, dammit"

 

[InktoberGlow]

Maple read the paper, explaining the mobilization. Her guesses were right, she had to evacuate with the rest of her house in case the creatures proceeded to attack the city or they could stay and possibly be killed.

 

[Vulon]

Silvia was shocked. She had just come home from vacation, just gotten over the last war. Now this? The Marcains had some discussing to do. With a heavy heart, she began to write the letters summoning her relatives to Regalia. Once those had been mailed, she began to steel herself once more for what was sure to be yet another disaster, though for whom had yet to be determined. Retreating to her study, she began reading up on what these fog creatures and the mysterious statue she had heard about could possibly be. One of the conclusions that she arrived at made her very soul quiver in fear. "Katherin! Come in here please, I need to talk to you...."