The President, his Ministers and the Opposition walked slowly into the forest clearing near Liverpool. Since his escape from Russia, Lord Ayra had found himself thrown into a whirlwind of political decisions and plans. In his abscense the opposition leader MathNerd had been stiring up controversy and while many knew they held a majority administration there were also some radicals that were worrying the leaders of England...
Mathnerd especially was known to be declaring infighting in the government and things were so bad now that any attempt at diplomacy and real discussion has died.
The Main issues were that of religion and slavery. Slavery was a difficult topic, while many supported it as a new captial punishment... this new way of owning lives would need more input then just murderers and thieves, without fresh input slavery would become merely a method of suppresion. The Religion question was also tied up with international politics. Russian Buddism was flourishing in the European powers, and many knew that they would soon be called upon, by either friend or foe, to also declare themselves buddist. The whole world knew now of the english buddist worshippers in Liverpool, and so now the Ministers were traveling there to find out more and make a decision.
One of the ministers was wrapping up his point. “I’m only saying that the demand for 1000s of gold was merely a strong negotiating tactic to pry our technological secrets from us. If we go to the negotiating table after stating we have no money they will try to put a price on our ability to read and write and demand enough items to be-”
A wet gurgled scream cut of the long winded minister.
The Politicians all spared some puzzled or horrified glances at each other before running forward into the clearing. The Presidents bodyguards quickly sped ahead of them and secured the scene of the buddist worship area.
Black robed figures disapeared into the woods while left alone in the centre of the massacre was a blood stained Lord Ravus. Buddist Monks littered the ground, some were dead, blood staining the tranquil grass, while others were sitting tied up to the side.
“What in the blazes is going on here!” Thundered the President.
“Ah, Gentlemen.” Ravus nodded in acknowledgement. “I’m afraid i grew tired of you working out a compromise for yourself. I hope you don’t mind if i get cleaned up first before we have our little talk.”
The Ministers could only stare in dumbfounded silence.
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Hours later, a cleaner Ravus sat before them. You could hardly believe the man capable of such violence, although some whispered about his remarks during the planning of the rescue mission in the Baltic.
“Why did you kill them all?”
“I didn’t kill them all. The Buddists were offered the choice between death and proving their loyalty to England via a period of indebted servitude, what I hear you are calling Slavery."
“You forced them into slavery!? Ravus do you even understand how barbaric that is?” exclaimed West India Man
“I must not as I didn’t force any of them to do anything.” Ravus relaxed backwards in his seat. “Those who wish to become indebted servants of the nation did so out of a desire to prove their devotion to England and show that they have thrown of the beliefs of the violent buddist religion. I’m sure real murderers and prisoners of war could be given a lifetime servitute instead...”
“But the owners could do anything to them!” continued West India Man. “They could beat them or whip them or abuse them in any way...”
“Just because you have these violent desires doesn’t mean we all do. I find it strange you are so positive in some outlooks and so negative in others.” Ravus nodded, having obviously considered this all himself. “Obviously their will be laws against damaging our nations servants, wether physically or mentally. Any damage to a servant and you yourself will become a servant. Servants are free after a period of time. If you'd work with the government to plan this out it would help shape it into something better.”
“We hadn’t even decided if we were going through with slavery... servitude... whatever you want to call it.” Cautioned the President. "Officially we have not performed any mass enslavements or 'whipping'"
“Yes you had allready decided, we all know we need to do everything we can to raise up a defensive force for our nation.” Ravus gave a tired chuckle. “You needed this compromise and didn’t seem to be arriving at it yourself.”
“You took things into your hands. We are the immortals in power now...”
“Yes I know. I could have hidden my involvement, I have my own supporters keeping an eye on internal affairs. I am now giving myself over to the law. But we needed a method of fast obtaining productivity in our cities and the safeguarding of our independence from buddist oppresion. It was my mistake to leave russia alone during it’s rise to power. I felt it was my obligation to start the ball rolling on curtailing that power and influence.”
“Wait, wait, you also said this was to force a compromise right?” Asked MathNerd bitterly, “Well this seems pretty much against our Green Philosphers with your pro-slavery stance"
“There are a number of things that actually help your coalition Mathnerd. By removing the buddist influence from our lands the Administration have to allow english research into religious technology to go forward if they wish to foist the happyness it brings and reap the civical benifit. And don’t think just because i allow myself to be caged that my supporters cannot repeat this process every time buddist worshippers immigrate to our lands. In the future i believe we will need some sort of organised system to stop the spread of buddism in the land. I’m still pondering the technicalities of it myself... But give me a day or so to write it down and you will have your English Religion.”
The Ministers all had their own thoughs on the actions that Ravus had taken but all could agree he was as ruthless as he was arrogant.
“Diplomatically it also damages both sides. By removing the buddist influence from the land our rivals can no longer ask or threaten us to turn to their ways of worship. But we can also not adopt it peacefully in a attempt at false platitudes towards Russia.”
Ravus suddenly glared at both leaders of the English lands.
“But most importantly, this is also a warning to both of you! President Ayra has been bandying about his idea of assuming supreme power while this crisis is on hand. And Opposition Leader Mathnerd has been contemplating armed revolution. Just because you sieze more power doesn’t mean some little person like myself can’t manage to perform some small act that completly derails your plans or chances. Do not make enemies within your own borders! Both of you are wasting your time on this nonsense when two foreign powers are massing troops against you! Instead, why don’t you try asking yourselfs why Vikingdom, previously a neutral bystander in this arguement, is suddenly openly supporting the Russians... What have they been bribed or bullied with to cause this to pass?”
“Either way I am done” Ravus nodded to one of the Presidents bodyguards who proceeded to take him to a cell. “You can decide the consequences of my actions while you re-open dialogue and actually work together.”
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Several days later, Ravus sat in a small cell below a prison in London. He fiddled with the small book he'd made that he called the "Bible". arya had rejected this new religion when it was proposed by Lord Ravus the Murderer, as was his nickname in the higher courts these days. Ravus was sure that this was the way to shine glorious religion into England, but he just didn't know how to make sure that others found out about it. He sighed, stared out the glass window above him at the stars. They shone bright, a clear challenge to his depression. Freedom beckoned only a few feet above his head, but he would not be able to climb out even if he could reach the glass and somehow break it without the guards noticing - an impossibility.
Suddenly the Lord stiffened. There was a faint noise from the other side of the glass - like a heavy object hitting the floor. Then a figure appeared in the glass and Ravus blinked. Surly he was mistaken! After all, why on Earth would . . . .
Then the glass shattered and a figure landed in the cell. Ravus staggered backwards, it being a minor miracle that he was not hit by flying glass. He stared in abject shock at the apparition in front of him, his mind still struggling to cope with what was happening.
"Good evening, my lord." Said Lieutenant Athers. "Shall we be moving along to Ravus-York then?"
"The guards . . . ."
"Taken care of. Are you coming?"
"Why are you doing this?"
"Why? Patriotism. Your little stunt has badly hurt the Enemy's influence here in Britain - now we've got to get you out of here so you can found that philosophy that'll keep Britain safe from the Buddhists!"
Ravus paused. He didn't want to run from the law. He opened his mouth to say as much.
"I thought you might prove difficult." Athers sighed before Ravus could say a word. He slipped something out of his pocket. "We've played around a bit with fire since your suggestion - let me show you one of our favorite toys." He jammed the small thing near Ravus' face and snapped it. Instantly a cloud of smoke emerged and Ravus fell unconscious.
Athers and the Night Eagles swiftly took him across the English Channel to the city that bore his name. They had killed no guards, as all of them were found tied in the armory the next morning. Arya was incensed that the cell block in HIS OWN PALACE was vulnerable to a completely undetected commando raid. It wasn't long before Ravus' writings circulated in Ravus-York, then took hold in London and even New Horizons.
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In-game - Buddhism is removed from all our cities. Christianity added to London and New Horizons. London whipped the Library out.
Slavery rejection repealed for forty-eight hours to debate this turn of events.
- Lighthearter