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Started by Wylder Treejumper, January 28, 2016, 08:01:18 PM

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Hickory

The Russian-Ottoman border is crowded on one side by Ottoman troops and cannons, tense with the approach of the Russian. A military parade reaches the front, an ornate carriage drawn by four purebred horses. Twelve honor guards line the way to Dimitri the Merciless, who sits expectantly. A figure emerges from the carriage, dressed in robes. Waving away servants, the Sultan himself approaches Dimitri. "So, the Tsar sends his killer to do his work for him," the Sultan says in perfect English. "I expect he believes me to attempt to kill you. Or to lead a charge across the border and begin a war. In fact, that is the complete opposite of what I am going to do. For everybody across this great continent of ours, I make this announcement."

The Sultan pauses to glance at his troops, the agitated horses and long muskets. The weapons of war.

"When I declared war upon the Tsar and Russia, the Chancellor responded with telling me that he was going to overthrow the Tsar. To stage a coup d'état. He wanted Russia, I wanted peace. Well, I tell everyone that I do not agree! I give a full warning to the Tsar of Russia that he is not safe! He should prepare for an invasion by revolutionaries! My allies will not stand for this, and neither will I. I send Dimitri back to his master in what I hope is good feelings."

Done with his speech, the Sultan retreats to his carriage and leaves. The Ottoman troops stand down and salute the bewildered Dimitri before about facing and leaving inland toward the center of their nation. A half mile away from the border, they stop and set up camp.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

Groddil

Dimtri listen to what the Sultan had to say. The general was so shocked by the announcement that he did not even suggest an exchange of hostages while the two rulers met. Nevertheless, the information was important. The Russian general turned and ran for the Russian camp.

Some time later, 100,000 Russian soldiers and 129,870 cossacks march up to the Russian encampment at the border and join the amassed forces. The Russian loyalist army now numbers 370,000 troops and 249,870 cossacks. At this time, a massive army arrives at Paltova. The Tsar looks through a spyglass at the army, which is considerably larger than he thought. The Chancellor, having enforced conscription, is now at the head of an army 678,300 strong. The Tsar turns to Dimitri.
"Get to Kiev, tell Lord Soren to round up every soldier he has and come down here."
Dimitri salutes and runs off at a jog. The Tsar watches the New Russian Rebels stop at the city and set up strategic positions. Vladimir Groddil curses and turns around. Taking four men with him, the Tsar crosses the border and heads for the Ottoman Camp.

Tsar Vladimir Groddil I's private records.

To whoever reading this.
This document contains important information on Russian Troop Movements, for the Tsar's eyes only. Do not read under penalty of death.
Tsar Vladimir Groddil I, Ruler of Russia.

Russian Troop Movements

Troops:
370,000 regular troops and 249,870 cossacks at the Russian-Ottoman border.
678,300 regular troops with the Chancellor at Paltova.
100,000 serving Lord Soren in Lithuania-Poland.
45,000 stationed along with the navy at Ingria.
5,000 stationed in North Africa.
1,250 Soldiers and 130 Cossacks killed in the Invasion of Lithuania-Poland.
450 Soldiers killed in the Invasion of Prussia.

Ships:
6 1st Rate ships-of-the-line stationed in North Africa.
94 1st Rate ships-of-the-line docked at Ingria.
200 Ships-of-the-line ranging from 2nd rate to 4th rate docked at Ingria.
300 Frigates docked at Ingria.
400 Sloops docked at Ingria.
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Delthion

OOC: Wylder, this was before Sage laid claim to Venice.
Quote from: Delthion on January 30, 2016, 10:22:37 PM
-Count Radbot attacks Saxony with the militia, they sustain minimal losses, the only resistance was bandits in the hills, the people were tired of their anarchy and welcomed Habsburg with open arms.
-Count Radbot leaves the professional soldiers to defend Saxony against Russia, and takes the militia back to Habsburg.
-Guntram the Rich marches into Venice, triumphant, and gains access to the sea.

OOC: 30,000 professional soldiers, 40,000 militia, 10 Galleons, 30 Caravels.

Total: 80,000 professional soldiers, 125,000 militia, 10 Galleons, 30 Caravels.

Highly Confidential to Izeroth
Yes you could.
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Dreams, dreams are untapped and writhing. How much more real are dreams than that paltry existence which we now call reality? How shall we ascend to that which humanity is destined? By mastering the dreamworld of course. That is how, my pupils, that is how.

Hickory

The Ottoman sentries raise their rifles at the approach of the Tsar, before identifying him and standing down. The camp commander, a competent individual recently appointed after a string of victories putting down insurgents within the country, approaches the Tsar cautiously. Saluting, he speaks. "Tsar, I request an answer to why you cross the border and approach our camp with Russian troops at your side."
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

Groddil

The Tsar waves his hand and the four soldiers march back over the border into Russia. Vladimir Groddil looks around before turning his attention to the camp commander.
"Is the Sultan still here? I need to speak with him."

Hickory

The commander quickly beacons to two of his troops to fetch the Sultan, who was staying the night at the camp. "Come," he said after the soldiers returned. "The Sultan will have an audience."
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

Delthion

OOC: Sage, who has Venice? I think I took it over, but I don't know anymore...
Dreams, dreams are untapped and writhing. How much more real are dreams than that paltry existence which we now call reality? How shall we ascend to that which humanity is destined? By mastering the dreamworld of course. That is how, my pupils, that is how.

Hickory

Quote from: Delthion on February 01, 2016, 02:34:09 AM
OOC: Sage, who has Venice? I think I took it over, but I don't know anymore...
OOC: I was going to take it, then you said you already had it. We kind of have joint ownership.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

Delthion

OOC: You can have everything but the section in northern Italy, is that alright?
Dreams, dreams are untapped and writhing. How much more real are dreams than that paltry existence which we now call reality? How shall we ascend to that which humanity is destined? By mastering the dreamworld of course. That is how, my pupils, that is how.

Hickory

Quote from: Delthion on February 01, 2016, 02:37:06 AM
OOC: You can have everything but the section in northern Italy, is that alright?
Agreed.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

Groddil

Tsar Vladimir Groddil followed the camp commander to the Sultan's tent. He gave a quick bow.
"Sultan Sagetip. My sincerest apologies for thinking you were invading us. You know about the Chancellor's Treachery. I came to request your assistance. You have artillery, yes? You would be doing me a great service if you turned that artillery on Paltova. Should you assist us removing the Chancellor from his position of power, Russia would be grateful. We would return Prussia to Izeroth, ruler of Brandenburg, and we would pledge our allegiance to you in any future conflicts you become involved in."

Izeroth

#116
*30,000 soldiers march into occupied Poland-Lithuania, overwhelming the border guards and 'liberating' territory for Brandenburg*

*1,000 militiamen are sent to west Brandenburg to end the peasant rebellion*

*A small force of soldiers and civilians barricades roads on the Netherlands-Brandenburg border. No attempts are made to provoke hostility, but the local forces make it very clear that they will fight back if Dutch troops cross over the border.*

Count Radbot
Failure to respect the confidentiality of this transcript constitutes a crime against the Kingdom of Brandenburg. Read at your own risk.
confidential
"Very well; I am glad to hear that you will provide us with assistance. In return for this, I will help you defend Saxony should Russia attempt to attack it."

"Now, on to another matter I wish to discuss, if you will hear me. I have my sights on the minor German States, and I suspect you too plan to take them. How shall we partition future conquests?"
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Delthion

Izeroth, highly confidential
I will take everything level with or south of Bavaria, and you will take the north. Is this acceptable?
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-Guntram the Rich brings up the army from their conquests in the south, to meet up with Count Radbot's detachment in the north, and fortifies the northern border.
Dreams, dreams are untapped and writhing. How much more real are dreams than that paltry existence which we now call reality? How shall we ascend to that which humanity is destined? By mastering the dreamworld of course. That is how, my pupils, that is how.

Groddil

OOC:
@Izeroth: Luckily for you, the Chancellor took all the border guards south to Paltova. You probably wouldn't have been able to do that otherwise.

Hickory

Quote from: Groddil on February 01, 2016, 02:50:08 AM
Tsar Vladimir Groddil followed the camp commander to the Sultan's tent. He gave a quick bow.
"Sultan Sagetip. My sincerest apologies for thinking you were invading us. You know about the Chancellor's Treachery. I came to request your assistance. You have artillery, yes? You would be doing me a great service if you turned that artillery on Paltova. Should you assist us removing the Chancellor from his position of power, Russia would be grateful. We would return Prussia to Izeroth, ruler of Brandenburg, and we would pledge our allegiance to you in any future conflicts you become involved in."
The Sultan slowly nods. "As you wish. I have no interest in the dealings of Brandenburg-Prussia." He signals to the artillery colonel, who immediately moves off to calculate the trajectories for artillery and ready the weapons for movement. "Of course," said the Sultan," we will have to mobilize across the border. If you need any help in eradicating the revolutionarys I would be glad to provide assistance. Of course, we have the threat of Sweden to worry about."

*300 artillery batteries and 15,000 Ottoman troops march across the border toward Paltova.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.