Update 3
Mayor Iggy and several of his supporters were camped out several hundred feet beneath the NAO tower.
Iggy stifled a yawn.
“What time is it?” asked one of the Greenville residents.
“6:30 AM. Why?”
“Oh, just- What the hell is that?”
The group looked up to see a massive ship with a mutilated penguin emblazoned on the side.
“Poachers! It’s the Poachers’ Union! More extradimensionals.”
“Weren’t those fighters the ones we saw when the ship crashed in the first place?”
“Apparently, they’re finishing what they started a few months ago.”
With a thundering crash, something hit the ground. And another.
“Bombardment!”
The besiegers began to flee haphazardly as searing hot blasts exploded behind them.
Ducking down behind an overturned dozer, they regrouped.
“Are they still there?”
“Yes… and I don’t believe it. That tower’s still standing.”
“What the hell is that?” asked the same Greenvilleian, pointing up again.
A giant robot descended down upon the tower. It landed, straightened, and began to attack. Metal discs burst from it, and smashed into the side of the tower. Cracks began to form. More discs struck it. A large area in the center of the tower burst apart, sending rubble cascading down. In a way that seemed impossibly slow, the tower began to lean. Towards the besiegers.
“Run!”
A chunk of rubble smashed down into the overturned dozer a second later, crushing it. A scream was cut short. Burning debris started to fall. Iggy looked around to see the tower crash into the ground. And start rolling.
With a terrified shout, he sprinted away from it. But he didn’t see the protruding rock. He hit the ground and rolled over, to see it descend upon him…
Iggy would later open his eyes to see that due to the tower’s irregular shape, it had simply rolled over him. The rest of the besiegers got away, although the dozers were crushed. Thlayli was found knocked unconscious (and remains in that state to this day) and brought to the hospital in Allijae.
The Poachers, apparently satisfied, recalled their robot and left.
The remnants of the NAO tower were salvaged by Epstonian industrialists.
The siege against the other breakaway state of Bordo Ovest was called off due to a lack of equipment.
All around Nesopolis, cities are flourishing. Blackbanana is possibly the single most industrially powerful cities, and indisputably the most polluted. Klerikstan is thriving as an industrially powerful port. Logan remains prosperous and developed, while New Las Vegas (recently established) has already developed a strong tradition of moral laxity.
Allijae is still lightly polluted and prospering, though it has run out of space, boxed in by Port-au-Julien (which is also developing commercially) and Luckytoningfieldville City, who is quickly advancing in terms of population.
Nikosia has built a lighthouse, and developed every square inch of its two islands. A bridge was built with Stalintopia, though many Nikosians are untrusting of their landlubber nighbours.
Stalintopia has been developing powerful in many ways. And all of this power is concentrated in one man, Comrade Stalin himself. The systems that the city run by are brutal, but few can doubt their efficiency.
Kallipolis has gotten past the planning phase and is now developing. Trying to stimulate development, a secondary community was built across the river, to form some staged competition. This plan has worked quite well.
Bordo Ovest and Epstonia are both growing industrially, and the former recently declared independence. It had the good luck of not having extradimensional enemies or powerful local enemies, and has thus developed peacefully.
Farowville grows in all sectors, and nothing of much note takes place. Farow continues to search for loaches, though his advisors suggest that he just go to the local pet shop.
Neo Highlandcow and Renograd are both founded, though the former is prospering somewhat more. The Celtonians, though they are against it, find themselves becoming more interwined with ‘technology’ and industry in neighbouring cities.
In the center of the city, Greenville is clearly one of the more developed cities, with a school, numerous services, and a growing business district. Its neighbour Chipton is more laid-back, and may pay for its relative inaction in the future.
All throughout the region, people are beginning to expect more from their rulers. They want health, education, and some semblance of legal order. A few cities already provide that, but many more do not.