Kentharu
Zebra Commander
Why is davar getting in this anyway? you are leagues away, what the hell do you care? seriously? (ooc wise)
LINESII- Into the Darkness
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Silver Steak
The Ghost of SS
Rest assured. There will be none but Shalamari warriors fighting Nkondi. Are you quite done? 
Oruc
Reactionary
Uniting Malkavia part three (In the past and stuff)
The war of Vengeance (as it was known by the now dead Lasombra Clan) was at first completely one-sided, The Lasombra Warbands were relentless they forced the De’Vir to flee before them those that didn’t were not spared. Most of the De’Vir fled to the gangrels territory hoping they would continue their assault, but they were wrong by attempting to protect the survivors it only proved (in the Lasombra eyes) that the other clans were aligned against them.
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Petr and the others had finally caught up with some of the De’Vir survivors fleeing across the river, they had suffered many hit and run attacks while on the trail of these survivors.
Petr crouched down beside Dmitrii “I see them, they’re crossing the river, 4 warriors covering their escape,” he observed before scanning behind their position looking for the others.
“Then what are we waiting for?” Dmitrii tried to pull petr back but he was already out of reach “stupid boy” as he said this he took an arrow from his back and took aim at the De’Vir warrior that petr was about to attack. Just before they met in combat he let loose the arrow it hit the man in the shoulder painfully distracting him to allow Petr an easy kill, he dropped his bow and took out his sword to join the other warriors who had already ran past him.
He went straight for the spearmen already distracted by two other men, neither had attacked the spearmen yet but with the arrival of a third man they were emboldened, his ally attacked first but was deflected and met with spear to his guts, Dmitrii slashed down at the mans arm forcing him to drop his weapon then the other warriors sword thrust into the mans side dropping him to his knees in pain.
Dimtrii let his ally finish the job, and then he rushed to catch up with Petr who was already wading his way through the river, before he could join his friend a shout rang out “GANGREL! TO THE SOUTH”
Dimtrii turned to where the shout came from and he could already see two Lasombra warriors running towards the woods and a third man clutching an arrow in his chest, He wondered for a short moment how he managed to find himself amongst such an undisciplined bunch of fighters they were all over the place and some had yet to find their way out of the woods.
“Petr! Get back here we need you!” Dimtrii watched as petr pulled out a knife and threw it at the woman who had been making her way rather slowly across the river, it hit her square in the back, as the woman cried out and tried to grab at the knife she dropped something in the water it was swept downstream and from the crying he knew it to be her baby.
“Dimtrii what are you staring at, the others need us”
“Nothing. Nothing Petr”
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The war against the Lasombra Clan had driven the other clans closer together; the Brujah and Gangrel once bitter enemies now worked in concert against Lasombra even the dark skinned Ravnos who had stood apart from the rest of the clans regularly aided the Mursaat.
Village of Mursai, home of the Mursaat, during meeting between the clans.
“My fellow chieftains, it is time we stopped fighting the Lasombra by ourselves, it is time we stood together and faced them as one.”
“You expect the Mursaat to fight alongside those coward gangrels”
It didn’t take long for a shouting match to erupt between the different sides, as always it seemed to be started by the volatile Malbaek son of Kharash chief of the Mursaat.
“COWARDS! Where were you when we Gangrels fought the Lasombra at the battle of Skuld, it was because of us any of the De’Vir still live”
“It was because of you so many died! You forget to tell us what happened after that battle, you fled with your tails between your legs uprooted your entire people and never fought them again”
“What would you have them do Malbaek? Fight them single-handedly? a true warrior like we Brujah knows never to fight a battle you shall lose”
“A true warrior will fight when he is ordered too!”
Memnon had had enough “Malbaek, Rainulf, Wulfnoth, please this isn’t the time for petty squabbles we have more pressing concerns” as Memnon said this Kharash whispered in Malbaek’s ear and he left the meeting.
“I told him to pray to Bane so he may grant us victory, the meeting shall go more smoothly now”
Memnon groaned mentioning either of the twin gods would only continue strain the dialogue between the chieftains, he swore that Kharash enjoyed watching them shout and bluster, he made a mental prayer to Eldos to grant him strength.
“Do not speak of that foul tyrant in my Presence Kharash, Ignatia protect us from bane's evil”
The normally docile Rakha, Chieftain of the Ravnos sprung to his feet and smashed a hand down onto the table “Then don’t utter the name of your foul blood god while I am here!”
“Please stop this talk of gods and goddess, we must not dwell on these issues now..” Kharash cutoff Memnons sentence, he had obviously waited for Memnon to speak on this matter “your one to talk Memnon do you not worship a false god, this Eldos, your nothing but a heretic”
The war of Vengeance (as it was known by the now dead Lasombra Clan) was at first completely one-sided, The Lasombra Warbands were relentless they forced the De’Vir to flee before them those that didn’t were not spared. Most of the De’Vir fled to the gangrels territory hoping they would continue their assault, but they were wrong by attempting to protect the survivors it only proved (in the Lasombra eyes) that the other clans were aligned against them.
__________________________________________
Petr and the others had finally caught up with some of the De’Vir survivors fleeing across the river, they had suffered many hit and run attacks while on the trail of these survivors.
Petr crouched down beside Dmitrii “I see them, they’re crossing the river, 4 warriors covering their escape,” he observed before scanning behind their position looking for the others.
“Then what are we waiting for?” Dmitrii tried to pull petr back but he was already out of reach “stupid boy” as he said this he took an arrow from his back and took aim at the De’Vir warrior that petr was about to attack. Just before they met in combat he let loose the arrow it hit the man in the shoulder painfully distracting him to allow Petr an easy kill, he dropped his bow and took out his sword to join the other warriors who had already ran past him.
He went straight for the spearmen already distracted by two other men, neither had attacked the spearmen yet but with the arrival of a third man they were emboldened, his ally attacked first but was deflected and met with spear to his guts, Dmitrii slashed down at the mans arm forcing him to drop his weapon then the other warriors sword thrust into the mans side dropping him to his knees in pain.
Dimtrii let his ally finish the job, and then he rushed to catch up with Petr who was already wading his way through the river, before he could join his friend a shout rang out “GANGREL! TO THE SOUTH”
Dimtrii turned to where the shout came from and he could already see two Lasombra warriors running towards the woods and a third man clutching an arrow in his chest, He wondered for a short moment how he managed to find himself amongst such an undisciplined bunch of fighters they were all over the place and some had yet to find their way out of the woods.
“Petr! Get back here we need you!” Dimtrii watched as petr pulled out a knife and threw it at the woman who had been making her way rather slowly across the river, it hit her square in the back, as the woman cried out and tried to grab at the knife she dropped something in the water it was swept downstream and from the crying he knew it to be her baby.
“Dimtrii what are you staring at, the others need us”
“Nothing. Nothing Petr”
________________________________________
The war against the Lasombra Clan had driven the other clans closer together; the Brujah and Gangrel once bitter enemies now worked in concert against Lasombra even the dark skinned Ravnos who had stood apart from the rest of the clans regularly aided the Mursaat.
Village of Mursai, home of the Mursaat, during meeting between the clans.
“My fellow chieftains, it is time we stopped fighting the Lasombra by ourselves, it is time we stood together and faced them as one.”
“You expect the Mursaat to fight alongside those coward gangrels”
It didn’t take long for a shouting match to erupt between the different sides, as always it seemed to be started by the volatile Malbaek son of Kharash chief of the Mursaat.
“COWARDS! Where were you when we Gangrels fought the Lasombra at the battle of Skuld, it was because of us any of the De’Vir still live”
“It was because of you so many died! You forget to tell us what happened after that battle, you fled with your tails between your legs uprooted your entire people and never fought them again”
“What would you have them do Malbaek? Fight them single-handedly? a true warrior like we Brujah knows never to fight a battle you shall lose”
“A true warrior will fight when he is ordered too!”
Memnon had had enough “Malbaek, Rainulf, Wulfnoth, please this isn’t the time for petty squabbles we have more pressing concerns” as Memnon said this Kharash whispered in Malbaek’s ear and he left the meeting.
“I told him to pray to Bane so he may grant us victory, the meeting shall go more smoothly now”
Memnon groaned mentioning either of the twin gods would only continue strain the dialogue between the chieftains, he swore that Kharash enjoyed watching them shout and bluster, he made a mental prayer to Eldos to grant him strength.
“Do not speak of that foul tyrant in my Presence Kharash, Ignatia protect us from bane's evil”
The normally docile Rakha, Chieftain of the Ravnos sprung to his feet and smashed a hand down onto the table “Then don’t utter the name of your foul blood god while I am here!”
“Please stop this talk of gods and goddess, we must not dwell on these issues now..” Kharash cutoff Memnons sentence, he had obviously waited for Memnon to speak on this matter “your one to talk Memnon do you not worship a false god, this Eldos, your nothing but a heretic”
Oruc
Reactionary
I thought the Zibonese migrated to the north years ago? why are still in Vertias
Thlayli
Le Pétit Prince
Lord_Iggy said:
Yep. !yay ,sretcarahC neT
EDIT:
Iggy, what's the current population ratio in former Zibon?
From: Veritas
To: Gerber
Let's think about this reasonably. We've never had any real quarrel with you. It would be a shame to focus the efforts of the Alliance of the One on a nation that hasn't done us much harm.
So, you will withdraw from Tristaria (there's nothing there of worth to you anyways) and Tristaria will return your city and other occupied land. Then we can go on with our lives.
The alternative isn't as nice, trust us.
Swiss Bezerker
Emperor
Ive already sent my orders 
way to go kalthzar, you got the world mad at me.
And OCC: who else is in the alliance of one?
way to go kalthzar, you got the world mad at me.
And OCC: who else is in the alliance of one?
Thlayli
Le Pétit Prince
Veritas, Davar, Tristaria and Emor.
You sent orders already? They aren't due until Friday, we can definitely still work something out...
You sent orders already? They aren't due until Friday, we can definitely still work something out...
Thlayli
Le Pétit Prince
From: Veritas
To: Khemri
After further consideration, we are willing to return the province of Tekrehexou to the nation of Khemri, on the following conditions:
1. Tekrehexou be given autonomy within Khemri, subject to Khemran law except where contradicted by local laws.
2. Tekrehexou reserves the right to elect its own leadership, and send an emissary to Veritas if it chooses.
3. If Khemri infringes on Tekrehexou's rights, the province can appeal for Veritasan aid.
If these conditions are met, we will withdraw from Khemri and end the war, which has been more difficult on you than us, frankly. Unless you'd rather see a repeat of Khadon...
To: Khemri
After further consideration, we are willing to return the province of Tekrehexou to the nation of Khemri, on the following conditions:
1. Tekrehexou be given autonomy within Khemri, subject to Khemran law except where contradicted by local laws.
2. Tekrehexou reserves the right to elect its own leadership, and send an emissary to Veritas if it chooses.
3. If Khemri infringes on Tekrehexou's rights, the province can appeal for Veritasan aid.
If these conditions are met, we will withdraw from Khemri and end the war, which has been more difficult on you than us, frankly. Unless you'd rather see a repeat of Khadon...
alex994
Hail Divine Emperor!
OOC: Tekrehexou WANTS to be part of Khemri you know thal
Swissempire
Poet Jester
Missionary Impossible
Ethen Haunt and his team of missionaries had received a order directly from IMF(Incredible Missionaries Force) headquarters. It was time to move. The tide of Bladeism could not be stopped. They were to proceed to Nurmafer to show them the truth of Bladism. They were given Bigjaurs to ride.
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They got to Nurmafer in one peice, but something was up. Whenever they went into a country or city, they were usually grudginly allowed in, but not this time. This time they were welcomed by grinning faces, allowed into the gate. It had been a long journey, so they went out for a bite to eat.
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The restaurant was a quiant place, that served exquisate sea-food. The meal was delightful. In the middle of dinner though, one of the missionaries, Johnu, had gotten up to use the restroom outside. It had been nearly half an hour, so Ethen volunteered to go outside and look for him. Ethen went outside and walked down the alley way. He almost lost his dinner. Johnu's bloody head was sitting on his sword hilt, and his sword was driven into the ground. Ethen ran back to warn the other, but he was thrown backward by an explosion.
A man in white robes was standing there with a bow an arrow inhis hand, and with an oiled rag to shoot a burning arrow. He seemed shocked at the explosion too. (It would later be discovered, in a History Channel recreation, that the arrow must have hit a Oxster, which is a blue lobster native to teh sea around Nurmafer that had a sac of liquid oxygen in it. Even in modern times no one has learned to harness that.)
Ethen thought fast and threw a knife that stuck in the robed man's leg. The robed man fled, and Ethen blacked out.
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Ethen didn't know what time it was and didn't really care. He followed the trail of blood through the city and into a stone buildings back door. He kicked it open and heard singing. A deep voice was chanting, and then all was quiet. He said something, and left the stage, and came around to where Ethen was standing. It was now or never Ethen thought to himself, and he jumped the preist.
"Why, why did you kill my team!" Ethen said with the priest pinned under him
But the Preist just smiled, and kicked upward, causing Ethen to fly threw the air and into the wall. The preist walked over non-chalantly and picked him up, and slamed him into the stone.
Ethen summoned his strength and uttered, "Why?"
The grinning priest spat on Ethen's almost limp body and dropped it to the floor.
"You wanna know why? Because your heathen religion will not pollute the minds of our populance. You had to be destroyed"
But in his cockiness the preist had made a fatal error. Ethen swung his leg and tripped the preist, who well to the floor. Ethen jumped on him and and they began to grapple, rolling around on the ground. Ethen landed a punch
"Why do you supress the truth from your people. We do not seek to bribe them with gifts!" But the priest flipped Then over him, and onto the stage. The priest jumped on him and began savagelly beating the missionary.
"You want to know why? Control, THATS why. The holy city is sacked, and the religious glue of our empire is falling apart. The populance doesn't need the truth, they can't handle the truth!" The priest put this point home with another blow, and Ethen was unconsious, bleeding from his mouth in a dramatic fashion. The victorious Priest looked up, and saw his congregation watching in horror. Maybe he wasn't so victorious afterall.
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Ethen woke up in some kind on wooden building. He sat up and there were hundreds of people. A young boy pointed and said,
"The Truthbringer has awoken!", and a older man pushed him aside.
"Tell us more about this Bladeism, this truth."
And Ethen did. Over the months his congreagation grew, until it numbered in the 5,000s. He had sent messanger parrots for more priests to come to Nurmafer. The exodus may have begun, but so had the converison.
alex994
Hail Divine Emperor!
Swiss, when we do get contact do keep in mind that the sending of any missionaries will result in their immediate death 
Kentharu
Zebra Commander
Treaty of Said
Article 1: Veritas will cease all agreesion towards the Crystal Ridge Alliance
Article 2: Said borders will be honored(however they are negotiable)
Article 3: The State Zibon will be created on the said borders
Article 4: Veritas will submit a formal apology to Khemri
Map:
Treaty of Said (option 2)
Article 1: Tekrehexou will be given to Khemri
Article 2: Mogul will be reinstated as a independent nation, however its leader may be appointed by Veritas (since Veritas has strong ties to Mogul)
Article 3: Veritas will pay 1 point per turn for the duration of 4 turns as reparations to Khemri
Article 4: The State of Zibon will be estalished and a 5 year NAP shall be signed with Veritas. (Said borders are very flexible)
Article 5: Veritas will cease its agreesion towards the Crystal Ridge Alliance in anyway including the supply of weaponary to nations currently at war with the CRA or at any time in the future.
Article 6: Veritas pledge to stay out of Khemri controlled waters.
Article 7: A 7 year NAP shall be signed with Veritas and Khemri
ooc er ill fix te stupid map
Article 1: Veritas will cease all agreesion towards the Crystal Ridge Alliance
Article 2: Said borders will be honored(however they are negotiable)
Article 3: The State Zibon will be created on the said borders
Article 4: Veritas will submit a formal apology to Khemri
Map:
Treaty of Said (option 2)
Article 1: Tekrehexou will be given to Khemri
Article 2: Mogul will be reinstated as a independent nation, however its leader may be appointed by Veritas (since Veritas has strong ties to Mogul)
Article 3: Veritas will pay 1 point per turn for the duration of 4 turns as reparations to Khemri
Article 4: The State of Zibon will be estalished and a 5 year NAP shall be signed with Veritas. (Said borders are very flexible)
Article 5: Veritas will cease its agreesion towards the Crystal Ridge Alliance in anyway including the supply of weaponary to nations currently at war with the CRA or at any time in the future.
Article 6: Veritas pledge to stay out of Khemri controlled waters.
Article 7: A 7 year NAP shall be signed with Veritas and Khemri
ooc er ill fix te stupid map
Swissempire
Poet Jester
But i have to retrieve the Rabbits Foot....alex994 said:
Your people will fall in line too
alex994
Hail Divine Emperor!
Swissempire said:But i have to retrieve the Rabbits Foot....
Your people will fall in line too
Swiss, we all know what will be the result of anyone messing with me
Kentharu
Zebra Commander
indeed, its called don't do it
Thlayli
Le Pétit Prince
I'm not even going to remark on the restaurant somehow being operated by a nomadic people on an exodus to a new land, or the random exploding oxygen lobsters, but seriously...
Apparently horrible movie montages are another part of Bladeism.
@Kentharu: That treaty is a bit of a joke. Let Khemri handle its own diplo.
Swissempire said:
Apparently horrible movie montages are another part of Bladeism.
@Kentharu: That treaty is a bit of a joke. Let Khemri handle its own diplo.
Kentharu
Zebra Commander
the second treaty is quite serious
and you should let the tristaria do theirn own diplomacy then
and you should let the tristaria do theirn own diplomacy then
Swissempire
Poet Jester
At least i left out the magic pandas with single person long distance chemical targetting capabilitiesThlayli said:I'm not even going to remark on the restaurant somehow being operated by a nomadic people on an exodus to a new land, or the random exploding oxygen lobsters, but seriously...
Apparently horrible movie montages are another part of Bladeism.
@Kentharu: That treaty is a bit of a joke. Let Khemri handle its own diplo.
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