You take a moment to ponder why you've been stationed here. You don't know very much about this place, but you did hear that there was some kind of rebellion here about ten years ago, and that it was declared an independent country at one point. Perhaps that has something to do with why you've been situated here?
The place is sparsely vegetated and nearly devoid of life, though you do see bits of greenery here and there, seemingly more prominent deeper in the mountains. Occasionally, you or the others would find artifacts, probably from years ago; dilapidated equipment, worn pieces of cloth that were likely at one time very luxurious, and oddly enough, various types of specialized alchemical components and waste products. The troops have mentioned on a few occasions that something doesn't seem quite right here, but no one can really put their finger on it.
Speaking of the troops, there are only a dozen soldiers stationed here, yourself included. You know the names of every single one, and a little bit of their past as well (your good memory is probably part of why you managed to get promoted in the first place). Interestingly, each of the soldiers is either a noble's child or an illegitimate heir to a title in the kingdom. You're not sure what to think of this, but it seems that you are somewhat playing the role of their babysitter, perhaps for some sort of political maneuver.
The soldier that just returned from patrol--Cadet Yandi Elham, is the son of Sir Utkith Elham and Lady Pendra, from the town of Letela. Yandi has a little sister who lives with their parents, and an uncle who is a judge in Arovale. Also, his birthday is coming up in a few days.
The soldier currently guarding the tent is Cadet Tahn, bastard son of Lord Constantio Redlun of Florendale. Tahn has a half-brother named Quizio and a half-sister named Roxelle, and his mother is a castle servant named Brenni. Tahn's birthday was a few months ago.
Suddenly, one of the scouts, a middle aged man named Tharnir from the coastal city of Hammerstone and the half-brother of Lord Kromydun of Hammerstone, runs into the camp.
"Lieutenant! I was down by the western canyon, and I spotted some smoke coming out of it; I had a closer look, and it's people burning raw Alocene! Most of them are lying on the ground, probably seeing rainbows at this point, but there are about three armed men guarding the place, sellswords no doubt. What are your orders, Ma'am?"
Alocene? That's that very potent and very illegal psychoactive substance that you're often told to confiscate on sight!
You ponder for a moment if this unlawful activity could have anything to do with the notable criminal from the Empire currently housed in the tent to your left. The tent is legally considered the "independent country"'s embassy, and the criminal is claiming refugee status, granting him diplomatic immunity from you and the Imperial forces. The chase to stop him from getting in was the most excitement you've had all year, and you've been trying to coax him out with jerky and backgammon to no avail. You can assume someone back home is living a bureaucratic nightmare trying to assemble the relevant extradition paperwork, but that's not your problem. Out here, everyone ends up a friend no matter what your reasons for being here might be.
You look around and suddenly notice that the monthly supply airbarge will be arriving soon, as you see it floating in the distance. The supplies are crucial to you and the soldiers, so it is of great importance that it arrives safely and gets properly stowed. It would certainly be less than ideal for the supplies to somehow fall into the hands of the criminal next door; though he seems benign enough for a notorious lawbreaker, the supplies contain quite a bit of jerky, of which he is well aware. You take a moment to consider how to handle the developing situations...
Fiona Quarrel
Health: Excellent
Equipment:
- Imperial Lieutenant's Armor (Body)
- Imperial Army Boots (Feet)
- Imperial Army Cloak (Back)
Inventory:
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Orders from Superiors- Imperial Lieutenant's Badge
- Imperial Army Longsword
- 80 Gold
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Topic: One World (ISG/SG) (Read 25647 times)