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Introduction:

Three worlds twirl in space, following the path Fate and Time has anointed for them. Like a massive clock, ticking down to a date millennia away, when the universe will end, when the thread of Time and Space finally ceases to be.

These three worlds, ageless, mighty in their power, have been humbled by the tech of a little species known as man. What was once desert has become a great jungle. What was once a storm-wracked world of conflict has become peaceful and calm. What was once dead has become alive with dust storms and marshes.

Leading the fates of men and women in their endeavors is the Aegis Union of Free Settlements, which, with force of arms, struck down the last great empire, and executed its emperor after turning the entire population into his jury.

Now, almost three hundred years later, the Terraforming fleet has disappeared after completing its decades long work of turning Wesir and Tycho into habitable, pleasant planets. Colonists flocked to these worlds to escape the stinking overpopulation of Aegis Settlements, and to make a new name and life for themselves on these new worlds.

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RULES:

Spoiler: Materials of War: (click to show/hide)

(A)Credita:
   Money makes the worlds go around, or so they say. An Acredita unit is a million of the commoner’s credit units. A large sum of money by any standard, but for the higher ups it’s quite a trifling thing.

Resources:
   Used to make guns, tanks, cars, toys, bob-sleds, buildings...basically anything that’s anything is made by using resources to make it. A very vital, very important resource in the modern era.

Volunteers:
   The men and women who hold the guns and go to far off planets to make a name for themselves, supported and funded by corporations and settlements. Another vital resource in this new age.

Special Resources:
   There are things in the universe that no men can explain. Materials, items, ores and other such things with special properties that seem to defy the very laws of the universe.

These materials are often paid as taxes to the state. This is the lifeblood of any state or nation, providing money, manpower and materials for any state venture.

Other Taxes: The Lord President may attempt to raise extraordinary taxes, such as war taxes. These may have ill effects, such as causing citizen or military riots. It is also possible to gain other sources of revenue not listed here.

Spoiler: Planets: (click to show/hide)

Most planets are randomly generated and can provide traits, as well as a special modifier for the combatants or settlers who dwell and come from that planet.

Name            Hm    Se   Parcels   Traits
Wesir           [+2]  [3]     [206]    [Oxygen Depression]
Aegis           [-1]  [9]      [485]   [Union’s Soldiers]]
Nai              [-2]  [1]      [136]   [Warrior culture]
Syntha         [-1] [1]       [115]  [Scavengers]
Tycho          [+1] [3]      [400]   [Bred and built for combat]

_{Hm: Happiness Modifier
Se: Settlements.}

Spoiler: Parcels: (click to show/hide)

Parcels come in many different types, and they too bear upgrades and buildings(which can extract minerals from the planet), much like settlements do.

Type        C      R      V
Ruined     [.2]  [ 0 ]   [.2]
DeadLand [.5]    [3]   [.5]
Untamed  [1]     [2]   [1]
Fertile     [2]     [1]   [.5]
Farmed    [3]    [.5]   [.2]

Each type of parcel produces a different amount of resources and the planet itself may confer more bonuses.
   There are 50-500 parcels on a planet or solar body, depending on a roll of a 1d10.

Spoiler: Settlements: (click to show/hide)

The construction of a settlement - a large, concentrated center of population- is an expensive process, costing two resources, a credit, two volunteer units and a parcel of land per tier. After five tiers the base price doubles. After ten, the base price triples.
   A settlement has it’s own set of self-contained rules and needs, most importantly of which is the fusion reactor and it’s many upgrades. Other buildings, such as greenhouses, factory complexes, marketplaces, AA guns and much more, can be built within them, serving as fortifications or production centers.
       Population is not equal to size, more people can come and live in a city than it’s size. But two or more units over said tiers size will result in a negative moral modifier for each unit after the two settled within. Constructions and buildings can help alleviate this pressure.
   A settlement produces 1 credit, one volunteer unit and one resource per two population within it per year.

The buildings within said settlement, and the settlement itself must be planned and built by an engineer unit, which has a base cost of 3 Acredita and an upkeep of 1 Acredita.

Spoiler: Fortifications: (click to show/hide)

You’re able to build a single defensive structure in a settlement, buying the next stage in fortifications will result in an upgrade instead of stacking.
The structures stats are as follows, and each one and the style of them, are up to the players.

Tier 1:
Fortification: The parcel gets a +1 to defense, for a cost of five(5) resources.

Tier 2:
Fortification: The parcel gets a +3 to defense, for a cost of ten(10) resources, and two(2) volunteers, along with an upkeep cost of four(4) Acredita.

Tier 3:
Fortification: The parcel gets a +9 to defense, for a cost of twenty(20) resources, fifteen(15) Acredita, five(5) volunteer units, and eight( Acredita in upkeep.

Spoiler: Armies and Upgrades: (click to show/hide)

Basic Regiment: A land unit. A season’s worth of training turns them from Militia into Professional. Six survived battles are further required to upgrade them to Veterans.
   Cost: 5R/5V Upkeep: 3(A) Militia (Str:1/Hp:1)
               Professional (Str:2/Hp:2)
              Veteran (Str:3/HP:3)

Tanks: A land unit upgrade. The Regiment this upgrade is attached to levels instead of the upgrade itself. The regiment receives armored vehicles which to pilot and use as backup.
   Cost: 10R/1V Upkeep: 6(A) +2 to strength.
                +2 strength against fortifications

Heavy Weapons: A land unit upgrade.  The Regiment this upgrade is attached to levels instead of the upgrade itself. The regiment receives heavy weapons such as mortars and rocket launchers which to use against tanks and other emplacements.
   Cost:  7R/7A Upkeep: 2(A) +1 strength
                +1 strength against Tank units
                +1 strength against fortifications

Bikes, Speeders, Jetpacks: A land unit upgrade. The Regiment this upgrade is attached to levels instead of the upgrade itself. The regiment receives vehicles or utilities that enable rapid movement across various terrain.
   Cost: 5R/1A Unkeep: 1(A) +1 strength
              +1 strength against Heavy Weapon Units.

Ground-Orbit Weaponry: A land unit upgrade. The regiment this upgrade is attached to levels instead of the upgrade itself. The regiment receives silos of powerful weaponry, which can be fired into orbit.
Cost: 10R/2V Upkeep: 5A Allows strength to be used against Orbiting Ships.
           -1 to logistics.

Heavy Armor: A land unit upgrade.The regiment this upgrade is attached to levels instead of the upgrade itself. The regiment receives thicker, bullet proof armor to better protect itself.
      Cost 5R Upkeep: 1R/1A +1 health.



Basic Fleet: A set of starships. The crew starts out as Militia and scale along the same lines as a basic regiment.
   Cost: 20R/10V Upkeep: 10(A) (3/3)

Marines/Pirates/Boarding Training: A fleet unit upgrade.The Fleet this upgrade is attached to levels instead of the upgrade itself. Enables boarding of the enemy fleet, which can in turn mean seizing said fleet.
   Cost: 5R/5V Upkeep: 3(A) +1 Strength Boarding

Big Ships:A fleet unit upgrade.The Fleet this upgrade is attached to levels instead of the upgrade itself. The fleet is supersized in terms of weapons and ships.
   Cost: 20R/10V Upkeep 15(A) +2 Strength
                  +2 HP

Carrier Ships: A fleet unit upgrade.The Fleet this upgrade is attached to levels instead of the upgrade itself. The fleet contains ships which can launch a number of fighter ships.
   Cost: 10R/15V Upkeep: 5(A) +1 Strength
                 +1 against Big Ships

Small Ships: A fleet unit upgrade.The Fleet this upgrade is attached to levels instead of the upgrade itself. The fleet has a number of smaller battleships in it.
   Cost:5R/5V Upkeep 5(A) +1 Strength
            +1 Strength against Big Ships

Heavy Armoring: A fleet unit upgrade.The Fleet this upgrade is attached to levels instead of the upgrade itself.  The fleet’s ships are armored or shielded better than normal, allowing them to take more damage.
   Cost: 10R/5(A) Upkeep: 5(A) +1 Health

Defence and Battles:
Defence of the Union is of key importance. During any battle, the High General or his supporters will want to choose how many regiments or other units of military strength to send out to fight. All battles consist of a pair of opposed rolls from either side - 1d10 plus the full military strength of the army being brought to bear, plus that tactical roll. If one side beats the other's score, by a margin of 2 points; the victor loses 1 point of military strength (i.e. a regiment is killed) whilst the defeated loses 2 points of military strength. If both sides get even scores, the battle is inconclusive and both sides lose 1 point of military strength. If one side has three or more in her score higher than the enemy, s/he loses no strength.
 As well as costing troops, battles in distant locations may prevent troops sent there from defending other positions. In the above example, the High General had better have left some of the Army back home, or else she might not be able to get the rest of the Army back before rebels seize the capital while she was away!

Battle Modifiers:
Some things can grant modifiers to battles taking place - in the above example, the frigid terrain granted a penalty to non-natives fighting in the region. It is possible for High-Presidents and their cronies to build fortifications and the like to give bonuses to defenders in certain locations. This is up to whoever buys it.

Capturing:
Capturing regions requires a successful victory in battle (or moving into the region if undefended and willing) and will grant ownership of said Region. Regions, parcels, and settlements captured in battle leads to looting and pillaging. Any place captured in this manner loses 20% of its base yearly revenues from looting. If you want to take these structures intact, make a diplomatic settlement.

Defenceless Targets:
Targets may be considered defenceless if there are either no armies/defenders in that target's province at the time an attack is conducted or the armies present in that province and unwilling/unable to defend the target or if the people have no problems with being ruled or attacked.. Attacks on defenceless targets always succeed, though this does not necessarily protect you from retaliation.

Raiding:
If you are unwilling to capture, you can raid a planet (but not uninhabited planets) instead. On a success, you steal 1d6 Credits/Resources/P from the Treasury of whomever owned that planet. If the owner's Treasury is empty, money is stolen from next year's tax revenue. If that is empty, raiding the structure yields no benefits. You do not gain ownership of the structure with a raid.

Rebellions:
If the quality of life gets so low, due to the mismanagement of the government, or taxes get to high, or scandals are revealed riots, rebellions, and other problems may occur. A good, charismatic leader can go a long way to sooth the people, as well as lowering taxes and free food and entertainment.
   If things get so bad, I’ll roll the total population of a settlement/world. These soldiers instantly become militia units, with a special trait which gives them bonuses in their home fields.

Tactics:
It may be advantageous in battle to specify using certain units to attack others whilst leaving other units behind, or else to split enemy forces to take them on piecemeal. Attempting to pull off tactics more complex than a straight charge or holding position as a clump of forces whilst the enemy attacks requires a Tactics roll. Given the simple success/failure nature of Tactics rolls, these are handled with a simple d10 roll.
The tactics roll, with it’s modifiers, is added to the total attacking or defending strength of the army.
A side may only flee a battle automatically if it has advantage. Whoever won the last round of combat has advantage (in the event of a draw, advantage is retained, and in the event of a draw on the first round the attacker has advantage). A side without advantage can try to flee anyway, but will only succeed if the opposing side opts not to chase them. If the opponent does opt to chase them, the flee attempt fails and the opponent becomes the attacker (gaining any unit bonuses to attack and losing any unit bonuses to defence, including terrain and fortification bonuses) whilst the would-be fleeing party becomes the defender.
The default position of armies is to let fleeing enemies run and to flee once they lose a battle. Standing battle orders can be given to the contrary. Be warned that fleeing may destroy your attack advantages, but chasing will destroy your defensive advantages. It may thus be in the interests of a berserker army to remain on the attack as much as it possibly can, even in potentially ruinous circumstances, whilst a disciplined force in good fortifications might elect to relinquish the opportunity to chase the enemy lest it be lured into a trap.

Spoiler: Personal Combat: (click to show/hide)

If you’re wielding a gun, you can fire one shot, or take a roll to fire multiple shots. After the first shot, the next takes a -1 penalty to hitting which stacks over each shot.

After that, the combat round proceeds as normal. The shots are rolled against the one being shot’s normal attack to see if they hit. As such, each char starts out with a normal six health. Most combat is 1d10+bonuses vs. a roll of 1d10+bonuses, the one with the highest number does a single point of damage to the other.

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RULES CONTINUED:

Spoiler: Espionage: (click to show/hide)

 Rolled on the fly after you buy a spy.

Success Roll 4 less than Target: Mission fails, Spy automatically captured. Spy is lost
2 or 3 Less than Target: Mission fails.
Target or greater: Mission succeeds, spy is captured. Can be rescued.
3 more than Target: Mission succeeds, spy escapes. 1 Season cooldown before use again.
Detection Roll: Target -3 or more: Spy captured talks or sufficient evidence to identify the perpetrator.
Target -1 or -2: Spy captured but does not talk or mission detected but not the perpetrator.
Target: Mission detected but not the perpetrator.
Target +1 or more: Spy escapes and/or mission undetected.

On the successful escape of a spy, he goes into hiding and becomes available again in one season’s time. So-called 'cold' spies should be kept track of as well as active spies.
Cost:
A standard spy costs 15 Acredita with a two(2) season training/recruitment time.
A loyal spy(-1 to interrogation rolls) costs 26 Acredits with a three(3) season training/recruitment time.
A veteran spy (-2 to interrogation, +2 to sucess) costs 39 Acredits with a year training/recruitment time.

Spoiler: Corporations: (click to show/hide)

Mega corps have become a dominant force in the politics of the new age, many have funded the now missing terraforming fleet, and have reaped the rewards in government contracts and support in economic downturns.

Corporations are oft-times run by a ceo, and a board of investors. Sometimes, very rarely, they’re owned by the original founder. The CEO runs the company, manages it, sets the direction, which, in turn, is approved by shady men in business suits wanting to make their investments back.
Stocks(out of 100% or higher) can be bought and sold, bringing with them income derived from the corporation’s own income and risk, along with controlling vision in the company. Economic information will be provided during the seasonal news updates. Wages, for if you work in said company, can also be paid.
   The mega-corps, supported by the Union, have entered into colonization and industrialization ventures on the newly terraformed worlds.

Spoiler: Legislation: (click to show/hide)

Elections are usually done directly, with the help of asset seizing. Failure to vote results in one’s credit chip not working.

The Union is made up of a two councils of elected and selected individuals, with an elected head of state and his cabinet of ministers.
   The Lower Body is made up of two elected representatives from each and every settlement within the Union. These people have won the trust of their people, and by extension, their office, so, naturally, they look out, or pretend to, for the people’s best interests. The lower body has the most freedom, in terms of creating laws and edicts. Any laws made by the ministers, the higher body, or any peacekeeping action pressed for by the generals must pass an unanimous vote or be shot down. They too can also make new laws and vote upon them.
      Every two years a member of the lower body comes up for election. These are somewhat scattered, so there is never an empty seat. Five candidates are selected from the Settlement and Voted on.

   The Higher Body is made up of selected ambassadors from each and every settlement. The governor, or president, or ruler of a Member Settlement can pick someone to represent him in the Council, or, if the need arises, go himself. Any major laws that pass the Lower Body are brought before the Higher Body to be voted on. The higher body can also make new laws, but must pass them down to the lower body for approval. The Higher Body can ask the president to remove a law from the voting session of the Lower Body and skip that part, but they need an unanimous vote to do so.
      Whenever a new leader comes to power in a member settlement, the ambassador can be retired and a new one appointed, if the new leader so chooses.

   The High Commands; Once two, now three, of the best military minds, in control of large portions of the Military and Navy. These men do naught but lead and direct troops, receiving their orders directly from the High President and implementing them into strategies. These men have to have their actions approved by both the Lower and Higher Bodies of the Council before starting a peacekeeping action, or risk court martial and execution.
   The Ministers are in control of several departments within the Union. Generally most keep ministers within seven or less departments, relying on Junior Ministers to run those which are not important. They can draft new laws, and call a vote on a law, but cannot directly vote on said laws.
      Both the High Commands and the Minister’s offices are appointed by the High President, but their bills are paid by the lower body, and can, if going against their wishes, have their funds cut.

   The High President is the commander in chief of the Union. The face of justice and might. This is the highest position. His election is the most rigorous, having to be elected by both the people, the Lower Body and the Upper Body, before taking up the position. There’s been several years when a candidate was forced to wait while the Bodies decided. The High President commands the High Commands, the Ministers, and must approve all laws that have been voted on by the Lower and Upper Bodies.

Spoiler: Trials: (click to show/hide)

Criminal charges can be pressed against anyone, and are duly investigated by either local police forces, or the Union Internal Security force. Arrest usually follows, or atleast someone delivering a note of trial to your doorstep.

The Mob(Direct Jury Trial): The highest, and most dangerous form of trial. Anyone and everyone, except convicted criminals can vote on the fate of the defendant in an online referendum. The trial is headed, and judged by the High President. He, along with the lower and upper bodies can call said trial or move to have one for anyone with criminal charges against them. This is voted on and approved as a law.
   This trial is not fair. It is not just. The defendant watches the votes stack up for or against him, sees every stone thrown. A crime is usually heinous, or very political to be tried for here, and the sentence is carried out by one of the High Commands, who use an ornate revolver or sword(belonging to the first general of the Union) to execute the guilty, if that is the sentence; the same used to execute the Last Emperor.

Court Martials: Are usually headed by a head commander, with a selected rep from both upper and lower bodies to make sure justice is done and the trial is fair.

Other trials: Are simpler affairs, and generally more quiet, the tried having more rights than those in the two higher courts, as well as generally being more kinder than the draconian Court Martials or Direct Jury Trials.

Note: There is no need to memorize all of the rules. It's hardly likely we'll need to use all of them anyway.

CHARSHEET:

Name:
Gender:
Desc(Physical):
Criminal Record: Leave blank if non-existent.

Skills:
Pick three.

Spoiler: Skill-list (click to show/hide)

Weaponmastery (insert weapon here): +1 to personal combat rolls/skill level with the weapon of choice.

Agility: +1 to acrobatic, reflex & movement rolls/skill level. Applies to ranged combat.

Strong: +1 to strength and lifting...stuff. Applies to melee combat damage. You do two damage in melee combat rather than just one.

Tough: +2 HP. You can take more damage than a normal human, but only a little bit more.

Strong Head: All drugs and poisons receive a -1 malus when applied to you.

Strong Willed: +1 to willpower. Allows second wind, wherein you receive one more hp after expending your last, allowing you to fight or flee, at the cost of a season’s worth, or less, of medical care.

Contacts(Spies): Due to your extensive contacts you can hire spies with a 25% discount.

Subterfuge: +1 to pickpocketing, stealth & disguise rolls/skill level.

Charisma: +1 to persuasion & bartering rolls/skill level.

Penny-pincher: All income is boosted by 10% per tier of this skill.

Tactics: +1 to tactic rolls/skill level.

Logistics: +1 to logistic rolls/skill level.

Offensive Strategist: +10%/skill level to army strength when on the offensive.

Defensive Strategist: +10%/skill level to army strength when on the offensive.

OOC Thread

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CHARS

Spoiler:  Player name: Shootandrun (click to show/hide)

Char Name:Richard L. Anakov
Position: High Admiral (First)
Age: 80

Bounty:NA
Criminal Charges:NA

Fame:3
Infamy:0

Treasury: [2A][][]

Spoiler:  Player name:Ardas (click to show/hide)

Char Name:Walter Seyes
Position:CEO Of United News Corporation

Age:57

Bounty: 0
Criminal Charges: None pending.

Fame:1
Infamy: 0

Treasury: [4a][][]

Spoiler:  Player name: Taricus (click to show/hide)

Char Name:Caideleth
Position:Leader of Clan Tavash of the Nai
Age: ?

Bounty: 5a
Criminal Charges: Raiding. Murder. Thievery.

Fame:1
Infamy:5

Treasury: [10a][12r][13v]

Spoiler:  Player name:GreatWyrmGold (click to show/hide)

Char Name:Mei Mith
Position:Trader
Age: 40?

Bounty:0
Criminal Charges:NA
Criminal Record: Two orbiting violations to date.

Fame:0
Infamy:0

Treasury: [5a][][]

Spoiler:  Player name:Ghazkull (click to show/hide)

Char Name: Anna Lancaster
Position: Trader
Age:?

Bounty: 0.1A
Criminal Charges: Murder. Pending.

Fame:0
Infamy:1

Treasury: [4A][][]

Spoiler:  Player name:DigitalHellhound (click to show/hide)

Char Name:Aezi Maumont
Position: Director of ASIS
Age: 30(s)

Bounty:0
Criminal Charges:0

Fame:0
Infamy:1

Treasury: [2A][][]

Spoiler:  Player name:Adwarf (click to show/hide)

Char Name:Alfred Lestrange 'Shade'
Position: Crimelord
Age: ?

Bounty:0
Criminal Charges:0
Criminal Record:
A Dozen or so Petty Thefts
Suspected of the theft of all the Lestrange Family's Valuables

Fame:0
Infamy:2

Treasury: [3A][][]

Spoiler:  Player name: Brood (click to show/hide)

Char Name:Jeroem Masrak
Position:  Colonel of ‘The Lost Regiment’
Age: 29

Bounty: 0
Criminal Charges:0

Fame:1
Infamy:0

Treasury: [.4a][][]

Spoiler:  Player name: Alexandria (click to show/hide)

Char Name:Alexis Jade
Position:  Level 7 Agent. UIS.
Age: ?

Bounty: 0
Criminal Charges:0

Fame:-1
Infamy:-1

Treasury: [.2A][][]

Spoiler:  Player name:Dwarmin (click to show/hide)

Char Name:Helios 'Hex' Mynocki
Position:  Leader of Clan Aer of the Nai
Age:

Bounty: 0
Criminal Charges: Raiding. Murder. Illegal use of Military equipment. Treason.

Fame:1
Infamy:4

Treasury: [4a][6r][17v]

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Newsbreak with Keith Evermen and Lisa Davids.

"Greetings ladies and gentlemen! We welcome you back to the News Break Channel. News all day, every day." Keith Everman starts, adjusting his papers, "The Colonial representatives have vowed to cease all taxes to the Union if the Union does not withdraw the ability for the High Admiral to land on their planets and use their ports to harbor in without paying. "
He pauses, briefly
"A public trial is scheduled for later this month to see if the fleet violates the Writ of Rights as laid down by the founders."

Lisa cuts in, "A string of murders has rocked the Capital, as of late, Micheal Murry with the details; Micheal?"

The feed shifts to a young man standing outside a street corner, near some yellow police-tape and flashing sirens, "This is the third victim this week, Lisa. A young lady, name pending release by her family, has been killed here, in the lower section of the Capital Settlement. The victims have been of all genders and all orgins, with no clear defining motive."


They go through various, unimportant tidbits of news, such as a young woman suing OASIS, and the internal ministry, for mental anguish she was put under when working there. She specifically blames the director, in all this.

The stock market is up: 5% over last quarter and Wesir Plantation Grown Coffee stocks have skyrocketed in price due to a shortage cause by bandits.

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The Solar Scoop, with Cheshire Palmroyal


"...and tonight we sit down with Helios Mynocki. A self proclaimed 'prophet' of the Nai'an Supremacy movement, leader of the Aer Clan, and admitted Raider, and in his own words-freedom fighter. I'm currently in an undisclosed location and...I was surprised you agreed to my interview. From my prison cell, no less."

The tall man with the impressive muscles, tanned skin and ice-chip eyes smiles pleasantly. He's wearing a fresh Raider garment-reactive desert camo, though unactivated at the moment. He's quite handsome, in his own way...if, a bit cold looking.

The four-winged flag of the Aer Clan is on display behind him. They seem to be in a bunker of sorts.

"Why not? If I intend to get the attention of those in power, who better to appeal to then the people themselves?

And, I apologize for your rough treatment. I am glad to see they did not injure you. Rest assured, you will be returned to your family as soon as safe passage can be arranged. There are many Nai'ans not as honorable as I, nor as kind to women reporters caught intruding on their lands."

"...Let's answer the accusations, first. They say you're a terrorist-a murderer. A Warlord, even."

"I do not mind what you call me. Everyone has a name for something they don't understand.

Is it terrorism, to keep my people fed during blights, and warm during cold night?
Is it murder, if the people I kill come to pillage my world without permission?
Am I Warlord for keeping peace and order in our lands? To bring my people together, and stop the needless shedding of blood?

If mere titles are the price to do these things, I will gladly pay them.

Nai is a difficult planet to live on. It is a wondrous place, but a dangerous place. What you called a failed Terraforming, a wasteland...it's a land I grew up in. It's my home. It has it's own bountiful life and a harsh beauty all it's own-if only you could see through my eyes.

I would not have it any other way."

"But, is that justification for what you've been...accused of? The government of Aegis has attempted negotiations in the past. You don't deny this? Wouldn't it be easier to work with us?"

The man seems to express genuine regret for a moment.

"When a true leader steps forward, and meets me man to man, I will listen to them fairly. A Nai'an does not negotiate idly-if we do not have what we need, there is suffering. For you it is...exciting news reports, the shifting of mineral stocks and such. The reality on the ground is we live day to day on the edge. Medicine, food, weapons to defend ourselves-all are needed. What is the promise of a politician to the empty belly of a child? Or a mother dying sick with the Ghoulscratch Fever?

Wind and words. When I see action being taken to recompense us for our suffering and make amends, I will negotiate with them fairly.

Too many of my kind have tried to broker peace and ended up working in your mines, twenty hours a day, no breaks, little water, minimal human contact-when one is sick or injured, they do not live long. Those who die are not even given proper burials-I will show you the mass graves, if you like-within the very shadow of your corporate towers. As it is too all usual for what you call 'prison laborers', even if their crime is no more than tossing a stone at an armored vehicle as it rolls over your home. Ask your elected representatives. We do not ask for sympathy. We merely ask you to learn the truth for yourself, and then judge us fairly."

"Prison Laborers? That sounds...abominable. Do you have more evidence of this?"

Helios nods somberly.

...

Chesire Palmroyal was indeed, freed about a week later. She reported being well taken care of, in good health and high spirits-even to forging something of a personal relationship with the infamous Clan Leader. She has agreed to write Helios Mynocks autobiography, entitled 'The Red Wings of Freedom'

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THe polarized windows of the office were opaque, blocking out the bright sunlight from the outside.
The large desk was cleqr of any items, save for a single monitor showing recent news and an open file, laid out in front of Walter.

He silently looked thourgh the documents and names in the file, pondering his options and cracking the numbers in his head. Market was up, credit should be plenty. Economy was in an upswing and no doubt people were interested in more than just news, although it was about time that market was cornered and monopolized. UNN was not ashamed about its goals on Aegis and colonies were yet to feel the corporate breath.

"Nai, Helios... and bunch of other savages..this is shaping up to be fun."

He closed the file and got up to get his jacket. The ride home would be probably uneventful as usual, but he enjoyed the sight of the city as well as the quiet time that he got, alone in the car. 

Request meeting with a government official in regard to business plan on Nai (Az/DH/NPC, whoever gets to me first).
Investigate network ratings on Aegis - is there anyone to buy, or station/newspaper to beat.
Hire investigative "journalist" to get a scoop on the murder story in the lower settlement.
Check Wesir Coffe stocks price.
Check prices for installation of comsat stations on Tycho and Wesir

[adwarf]

Alfred reached up a hand and ensured his mask was fixed in place as a group of men walked in, six in all and three of them being his captains as he liked to call them. The first one in was a little weedy man, almost rat-like in looks whose name was Thomas though many simply called him 'Rat'. The second man is a worn looking man who appears to be in his middle years wearing a cheap suit who they all called Stone, his signature revolver nowhere to be found. Finally, the last member of the 'council' is a tall aged man with graying hair and milky grey eyes whose name is Fellini.

They all quickly take their seats at the smooth worn oak table, and turn their attention to 'Shade' as he leans forward and starts talking, his voice distorted by a voice changer making his voice purely mechanical,

"Well gentlemen lets get down to business, there is a lot of work to be done over the next few months if we're to get a strangle hold on the crime life of Aegis. Rat you and your boys are to get my information on every gang on the planet, I wanna know their names, their locations, and their numbers if possible.

Stone, I want you to take look around for as many gangers, thugs, thieves, and outcasts you can find to see if you can scrounge me up an actual force of muscle. Fellini I'd ask you to look into the Internal Affairs head but I don't want you doing it alone so for now wait until I can hire some help for you, that's all so get to work."

With that 'Shade' gets up and walks through a thick iron door behind his chair, shutting and barring it behind him, well time to get to work ...

Investigate the standing gangs, and any information regarding them on Aegis.
Look for volunteers and those interested in joining Crimson Night. (Recruit a Basic Regiment if possible)

[Dwarmin]

Helios rode along one of well driven dirt roads in his armored jeep-the gunner atop, lazily turning the mounted flak turret toward a small family who had wisely moved their horse and carriage to the side of the road.

Helios smiled at them as his convoy went past, but there was no humor in it. The little girl buried her face in her mothers skirt and cried.

....

The Warlord mounts his horse to full gallop. Smoke and screams on the air. The ring of spears, and auto-rifles being drawn, flung, fired. The trade caravan never had a chance. He would never know why they thought they could get past his forces. But by the time he arrives, he does not need even bloody his blade.

He does not see the slaughter, does not care. He is merely looking out into the wastes of Nai, scowling.

Nai was very much the same, mile after mile of desert hardpan. Desert wasn't even the proper word-even a desert had life. Helios hated every inch of it, but there was no escape. It was everywhere-every direction. Sand, rocks, the occasional bones of man and machine. Scorching his mind with it's blinding, unthinking idiocy. No patterns, nothing. He wished he had never been born here, and feared that he when he died here the last thing he would see would be this horrible planet, stretching in every direction, swallowing his vision.

The planet itself was empty, broken from it's very inception. A true wasteland. The air was thin and difficult to breathe for normal people. Those like Helios had developed strong lungs in the generations they had resided here. He would likely have to wear a breathing mask, if he ever left. The very basics of life-insects, birds, plants-had never taken root. As such, only starving desperate things could survive. The only use here was the metal ores hidden under her surface...plenty of it, in fact. It was the only reason anyone cared about this place. Her people were much the same. Too stubborn to die, too stubborn to surrender to the Aegis government which they knew only wanted them for mine labor. Taking what they wanted was their life.

A fusillade of shots ring out, bringing him back. Oh, he hadn't exactly ordered them to kill the prisoners. The price of inattention.

...

A small bunker, deep below the hated desert.

The Warlord examined his dossiers. Rivals, troop movements, supplies.

He had reluctantly realized, some time ago, he would need more support for his ambitions...which was difficult, considering his situation...but, all things in time. Today was a more personal visit. Cheshire Palmroyal was quite generous with her affections. He trusted her-not because, she was a particularly trustworthy person, but because she was a professional. A keen business sense. He was using her as much as she was using him, and they were honest at least to each other. Helios admired the integrity of that.

...

Another persons light breathing beside him, a distinct softness. The Warlord feels a momentary calm looking at the night sky, thinking about her.

Sometimes Helios wishes for the old days, like any man does.

Flying so high, he can't even see the hated wasteland anymore. A child's dream come true. Watching as shiny bits of shrapnel bounces off his canopy window. Pulling out of a low dive using all his stregth, hearing the skitter of stones rattling against the hull as he skirts the hardpan. The momentous feel, the awesome power, of a pair of guns firing full auto-shaking the entire craft, his entire body-laughing as he sowed destruction. The smell of burnpower and cordit calming him, like a painkiller. And then...back on the ground, feeling like a God among men. Laughing, drinking, loving...sometimes with the very people he had just fought to death in the air. They were able to look each other in the eye with a smile, and say 'Ah, I'll get you next time'. Then, they would toast to those who had fallen from the sky. Those were the good days.

There was a simplicity, an honesty in that he would always miss. He was no longer a mere warrior. He had...responsibility. Oaths. A duty. To whom? Not to this hated planet, no...maybe to it's people...

He eventually falls into a light sleep, and dreams of a great blue ocean he's never seen in life.

[filiusenox]

Shootandrun

[8] The construction of your fleet is going well, nearly exceptionally so. You’re personally shown around one of the frigates, then the Judgement. The construction workers are fast, efficient, and intelligent, obviously well-trained members of the ministry of construction or industry.

[4] However, Tycho is halting several important parts needed with red tape and bureaucracy. They’ll arrive, but it’ll be far later than needed, and set the completion time back a few months at most.

[6] The crew training grounds is well-run, not exactly as efficient as the workers, but most of the cadets were only recruited this year, and are still being shaped into the future pilots and crew of The Judgement and other ships.

Spoiler: High Admiralty (click to show/hide)

Income: 5(A)
   5r
   5v
In construction: Big Ship x 1, Carriers X 2, Small Ships x 2 Headquarters
Completed: None
Ready: None
Public Support 40%

Ardas

[10] Your company is going wonderful! Great, it’s income is rising steadily and improving quickly. However, this draws the eye of several agencies involved with taxing corporations. Since your main broadcasting satellite is in Union space-space, they present you with a warrant to search your files, premises and income.

[100% (!?!?!)] Your news corporation is watched by a large percent of the population, your only competitor is the NewsFeed Channel, which has been around for far longer than your corporation. There’s a few indie papers out there, and indie stations, which you technically cannot take control of due to anti-trust laws.

[9] A young, bubbly blond reports for duty, informing you she can get the scoop on the murders, maybe even crack the case wide open. She needs money, though, 1(A) for…various expenses, so to speak.

[~]The price for a stock unit is currently 1(A) and will pay you back next quarter, if the price stays the same, 2(A).

[~]A comsat station on either of those planets main settlements, along with the sever relay networks would cost five Acredita, three acredita of resources and an engineering guild, corp or contractor willing to build said structure, perhaps by contract.

Spoiler: United News Corporation (click to show/hide)

Income: 23(A)
Your controlled Income: (a)

In construction:
Structures: Aegis Broadcasting Center
      MODULES TO COME      
Completed: None
Ready: None
Public Support:99%
Stocks: [color=light green] +12.2%[/color]
   Last Quarter: [color=light green] +9.8%[/color]
Salary: Ceo: 3(A)
Ceo owned stocks: 6(A)
Running cost: 7(A)
Treasury: 4(A)
Board Payout: 3(A)

Taricus

[10] The other Nain clans have turned against one another in true Nain fashion, the Maros and Rasos clan slicing at each other’s throats bitterly, while the colonial troops with them form another faction, which continues to sweep across your lands.

[5] They stall at Crater Lake, several of their tanks having attempted to cross the body of dust and sand, thinking it a stable surface, and sinking for their efforts.

[10] Maros and Rasos BOTH send requests for aid, offering land and resources back to you from their raided treasury, in order to come to the aid of one or the other.

[1] Unfortunately, it seems that your two cities have abandoned you in an attempt to form their own clans.

Spoiler: Clan Tavash (click to show/hide)

Income: 3(a)
              15r
              3v
Food Supply: [color=light green] Stable[/color]
Parcels: 5 ruined
               4 Deadland
In construction:
Completed: None
Structures:  Level 1 Fortification
           MODULES TO COME
                   Level 3 Mine(+6r)
Ready: One Professional Regiment (Nian) (3|2)
Clan Support:90%

Goldwrymgold

[3]  Back-taxes on Wesir reduce your treasury from 5a to 2a, cutting away most of your saved money.

[9] You own a single ship, a cargo freighter, with a large storage bay(which can carry three units of cargo) and a number of heavy guns. It wouldn’t do shit against a Union fleet, to be sure, but its hard to think that pirates wouldn’t have a rough time of trying to bully you into giving them your cargo.

[9] You’re currently heading towards Aegis, to drop off  two units of premium Wesir coffee, for which you will be paid 1(A) for delivery and fuel charges. Not the best price, and you could probably sell this stuff on the black market for much more.

Ghazkull

[9] You’re currently latched, quite securely, to an asteroid in the belt between Tycho and Aegis, near the trade route from Tycho to Synth.

[1] Unfortunately, some issue on Tycho with you being the last woman to be seen with, and argue with the shipping director of the docks there, and that shipping director later dying, quite suddenly. You left town before you heard, and now the Union has a bounty for dragging you in for questioning.

[1] Your ship is heavily damaged from smashing into the wreckage of another ship while attempting to board it. Two of the three cargo bays have been lost, and a number of dead crew have had to be chuted into the void of space.

DigitalHellhound

[3] The legal suite against you and resulting publicity of your organization has lowered its efficiency, as well as the recruits going into it. Your methods have driven a large amount of people to mental breakdown and your currently under investigation for mental disorders.

[8] Luckily the Internal Minister is a close friend, and quite nice to you…despite your lapses. But still is quite cross with your behavior and interactions with your workers. Her basic words were, quite simply, “Be nice or you’re going to Synth.”

[8] You have a few, loyal agents and a number of analysts and diggers on your team, although many seem strained by the hard work and low pay, but each and every one is a patriot and a populist, and would maybe be willing to die for you.

Spoiler: ASIS (click to show/hide)

Income: 25(A)
In construction:
Completed:
Structures: Level 1 Headquarters (Fortification)
           MODULES TO COME
Ready: Level 1 Spy.
             Level 1 Spy. (Cold, Tycho.)
Public Support: 34%

Player:

[1] Your turf ain’t respected, your folks are getting shot down in broad daylight, and men and women diss you in front of you. Folk reckon your gang is too weak to actually enforce your turf, and they would be right. Most of your men laugh at your orders, some even back-talk you in public, and in private.

[9] Luckily, your HQ still stands on some primo ground in the mid-town, the police ignoring you for a little bit of money a month, and no one wants to piss the cops off by attacking you; but this is a double-edged sword, the slum gangs laughing to themselves about how much of a bitch you are to hide behind some cops.

Spoiler: Crimson Night (click to show/hide)

Income: 5(A)
In construction:
Completed: Level 1 Headquarters (Fortification)
                 MODULES TO COME
Ready: One regiment of Thugs,(~) (1|1)
Public Support: 0%

Player:

[10]  Tycho is peaceful world, with absolutely nothing important going on. Your boss has allowed you to recruit more than three hundred people, in fact another  regiment directly under  your command and jurisdiction.

[9] And you’re very well liked by the people here.

[1] The only issue is that your boss wants you to pay for the New Regiment itself, as well, and perhaps some of his excesses.  Your currently within your garrison house. An ill-designed building.

Spoiler: The Lost (click to show/hide)

Income: Upkeep.
In construction:
Completed: None
Ready:One Professional Regiment (Thycic) (2|3)
Public Support: 87%

Alexandria
[1] Your first operation on Aegis and you immediately get lost while looking around for the Financial office. The blue and white, heavily armored Watch Guard are no help to you, reluctant to inform you were exactly it is. Finally one cracks and directs you to a stately building, wherein you enter.


Dwarmin

[5] The clan wars that have started over petty land and wealth disputes have somehow drug you into this, men raiding on the inside of your border. Your watering holes and hunting places have had a number of unpleasant guests fleeing into your lands and causing trouble. The clans around you have been Fracturing, fighting amongst one another.

[2] Your slaughter of that fleeing family on the road has ignited the ire of Clan Maros. One of the larger, and more chaotic of the clans that call the ravaged landscape their home. A few raids have hit your home.

[2] A few members of clan Tavash have been found scouting within your lands as well, being executed and recycled upon discovery.

[1] Very people read the book, in fact no one does, and the movement formed around helping your captured people out is tiny, hardly noticeable.

Spoiler: Clan Aer (click to show/hide)

Income: 3(a)
             15r
              2v
Food Supply: Stable
In construction:
Parcels: 1 Farmed
               5 Deadland
Completed: None
Structures:  Level 1 Fortification
      MODULES TO COME
Ready:One Professional Regiment (Nian) (3|2)
Clan Support: 70%
Foreign Support(Aegis): .1%

Azthor
[1]Unfortunately, as you’re looking over the tax incomes for Aegis and the settlements, your computer system, the one for the entire financial ministry beaks down
 And it’s simply taking forever to boot back up and run maintenance on. Luckily, your mostly out of the office anyway, eating at a fancy Old Imperial Restaurant, one of the few that survived the fall of the Emperor and his house of nobles, and their subsequent execution at the hand of the Mob. The place was lucky to escape the looting and general chaos that followed before the Union was formed.

[5] As you arrive back in the ministry, you receive a note from the High President, informing you to come to a building within the lower hive for briefing upon a situation involving your ministry.

Spoiler: Financial Ministry (click to show/hide)

Income: Upkeep+ ?(a)
             ?r
              ?
In construction:
Completed: None
Structures:  Level 1 Financial Ministry Headquarters
      MODULES TO COME
Ready:
Public Support: 46%
Stock Market: [color=light green] +4.7%[/color]
   Last Quarter: [color=light green] +2.7%[/color]

[Taricus]

Caideleth frowned at the news. There were always going problems on Nai, but when two splinter clans form, it gets worse. Their timing, along with another brushfire war between some of the clans along with a colonist invasion just further pushed the dagger in.

If the Nai were to ever drive the UAS off of Nai, if they were to ever prove themselves as the rightful masters of Nai itself, they would need to present a unified front to the colonists, they would be able to push them off permanently. And from there, The NAi would have a bright future ahead of them.

Caideleth turned around and headed inside the compound. The invaders had been stopped at crater lake, some of the crews even plummeted into the lake with their vehicles into the briny depths of it. The offers from the Maros and Rasos (The two clans being united once, but split from a disagreement during the original clan's succession) were tempting, but in the end fragmenting another clan would do only harm to the cause.

Thus, the course of action decided would be to reunite the Tavash. To bring about the two splinters back unto one banner; That of the "true" Tavash clan. Caideleth walked into the barracks, dozens upon dozens of young men and women lined up at attention, ready for their first taste of battle, their ramshakle environment suits being the only thing between them and the hostile environment of Nai itself. Their rifles were crude, yet elegant, capable at firing at twelve times the rate of the heavy plasmas (It was far less impressive when it meant they only fired twelve bolts of plasma a minute). These fresh initiates would soon learn the way of the true Nai: The art of warfare.

These initiates would represent a new era for the Nai: One that was focused, disciplined and organized. A new dawn for the Nai was beginning to shine, but it would take strength and initiative to use the light it would bequeath upon them for it's intended purpose.

With that, Caideleth finished inspecting the initiates, and bellowed out an order for them, Soon, they would link up with the clan's elites, and start moving out towards the first splinter stronghold. Caideleth took his helmet and placed it upon his head. Soon, the name Tavash would strike awe and fear into the UAS, and the name Caideleth spoken only in whispers among the foes of the Nai.

Spoiler: Actions (click to show/hide)

Two units of Naian Initiates (Militia) are pressed into service
If possible, all three units are sent to one of the break-off settlements with orders to capture it intact. Resistors are to be wiped out. Caideleth goes with them in order to lead them into battle.

[Dwarmin]

Actions

1. Start recruiting the refugees into my clans forces.
2. Organize a counter raid on Clan Marcos, to test their defenses
3. Send the bodies of the Clan Tavash we killed back to their kin for proper burial. Ask them to not wander on our lands again.
4. Encourage a larger print of my autobiography and increase my cult status among the people of Aegis. Perhaps find a large publisher. Provide some information about my past to be used for embellishment.

[Ghazkull]

...Dead, 12 Wounded, Cargo Bays One and Two both are both Hull breached, we lost a good percentag-

She had stood and listened to the emotionless Damage Report of her Chief Engineer Kruger, her face unmoving except for a quivering of her left eye socket, which once propably was a nervous eyelid, radiated a whole new quality of annoyance.

Kensington, get a Boarding Party together, board that ship and find out if anything wortwhile is on it. We will tug it back to Tycho.

The XO merely saluted and left the bridge in goose-step. XO Kensington was never quite able to give up his Old Navy Habits even despite the fact that when she had met him the first time he had been stupidly drunk, his parade uniform torn into rags and the pig sty around him didn't make it much better.

Kruger, repair what you can close up any Hull Breaches. I'm going to contact the Union before we end up boarded by some mad Bounty Hunters.

1.Repair as much as possible of the Ship (aka make sure at least the Hull Breaches are closed)
2.Meanwhile Send a Boarding Party to the wrecked ship and take everything worth something, then tug the ship, maybe it can be repaired or at least sold piecemeal.
3.Also, Contact the Union Authorities, make clear that i wasn't aware that i was under suspicion till i heard from it in a newscast. Ask them to suspend the Bounty and tell them that i will return as soon as i have repaired my ship since i crashed with an abandoned wreck.

[Azthor]

The Minister of Financial Affairs calls for his head assistant before leaving for the meeting.

"Something unexpected has come up, namely, a meeting with His Excellency; reschedule the meeting with the civil counsellors for tomorrow" he sighs "not that we'd be able to get much done with that system crash. I trust you to have everything up and running by the time I've returned"