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Hippogriffia's events (
- arisfirst ids 1 - 863
- antifa ids 1 - 30
- commander ids 1 - 32
from /1826643372/events/Hippogriffia.txt).
Aris First
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Aris First Rally in Starfield
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The supporters of the controversial Aris First movement gathered together for a rally in Starfield. Waving flags or photographs of Queen Novo, the Aris First supporters cheered and chanted their patriotism in a rowdy display. When their leader Raft Wood got up on the stage, the cheers grew even louder, quickly turning to boos as he told of the latest insults coming from the zebras.
"Cowards, they call us!" he exclaimed to the crowd, "I have it right here, from the mouth of a political chief in Colthage: 'the Hippogriffs boast of their victory over the Storm King, as though fighting a single lucky battle after years of hiding can compare to the grueling campaigns we zebras fought against him all across the continent.' We save them, and this is how they treat us. And then they come to the Zumidian refugee zone and exploit our generosity. No more I say! Queen Novo was right to retreat to Seaquestria, she was right to emerge when she did, and we shall suffer no further slander to our people or our queen!"
The crowd's cheers were joined by the sound of propellers, as Crack Lightning made a flyover in the Spirit of Starfield, the custom fighter plane he had shot down one of the Storm King's mighty airships with. Over the two hours of the rally, the crowd swelled from some five hundred to nearly a thousand, with hundreds of passers-by and local residents getting swept up in the patriotic jubilation and signing up for the Aris First movement.
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As an immediate effect of the “The Aris First Committee” event |
 They certainly are enthusiastic.
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Aris First Supporters Attack Non-Traditional Clothing
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A member of Aris First has been arrested and fined for harassing a griff wearing foreign-made clothes. The offending hippogriff, an out-of-work tailor named Sew Stopper, followed the victim shouting invectives, telling him to "Go back to Griffonia if you wanna wear that," and finally escalating to a physical altercation where the victim was shoved against a wall, spraining his wing. Sew Stopper blamed Aquileian imports for destroying his business. While many have condemned the attack as evidence of Aris First's "xenophobic thuggery," others have expressed sympathy for Sew Stopper's situation, even if they don't approve of his actions.
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The event “Aris First Rally in Starfield” option “They certainly are enthusiastic.” |
Worrying.
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The Clothing Petition
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The "Clothing Debate" has come to a head, with Aris First and their opponents both demanding that Queen Novo take a solid position on the issue of foreign clothing in Hippogriffia. Raft Wood has presented a petition with thousands of signatures demanding that government workers only be allowed to wear clothing made in Hippogriffia, claiming that the influx of foreign clothing "Dilutes our identity and damages our economy, leading to unrest and poverty."
The petitioners claim that having government employees wear foreign clothing at work sends a particularly bad message, because as servants of the crown they are also representatives of Hippogriffia. It spreads the idea that foreign nations produce better cultural products than our own, which damages national unity.
Hardliners within Aris First have demanded the government go even further, pointing to the lax labour laws and lower quality control standards in Griffonia and arguing that "greedy griffons" would still find ways to undercut and eventually destroy the Aris clothing industry even with Raft Wood's proposed ban.
More liberal voices have denounced the whole issue as "a silly affair" and have argued that no Harmonist government should pass laws mandating what its citizens wear, as doing so is an unacceptable breach of personal liberty. They've also argued that competition breeds innovation, and that the exchange of fashion between Hippogriffia and other nations has caused new and exciting fashion trends to develop, which would be stifled by the government issuing bans. Notably, Princess Skystar and Silverstream have come out against the proposed bans, saying that Hippogriffia should be friendly towards other nations, with Silverstream pointing to the griffon and pony friends she made in Equestria as reasons why Hippogriffs don't need to be afraid of other creatures.
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The event “Aris First Supporters Attack Non-Traditional Clothing” option “Worrying.” |
We will not legislate what our subjects choose to wear.
We shall ban foreign clothing from government jobs only.
We shall issue a full ban on foreign clothing.
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Fire at Lucky Break's Car Dealership!
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Shock shook Aris today, as a trio of arsonists set fire to Lucky Break's car dealership in the small hours of the night. The three griffs were all members of Aris First, and have expressed no regrets over their actions, which caused over a million bits worth of damage to the building and the vehicles within. When questioned, the perpetrators said they were only doing what the government refused to by "striking at the greedy Lucky Break who is endangering our lives and our livelihoods."
Aris First spokespony Raft Wood has condemned their actions, although he says he sympathizes with their situation, and has urged them to plead guilty and the prosecution to show a little mercy to three hippogriffs down on their luck.
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The event “Aris First Protests Against Imported Cars” option “We will not ban imports.” |
Option conditions
 We cannot have harmony if we cannot accept others.
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Say nothing. They will be judged fairly.
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They were only doing what they thought was best.
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Aris First Rally in Squidville
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Large crowds came out in support of Aris First and their protectionist message in Squidville today. The group managed to attract thousands of seaponies, who see nothing to gain from foreign trade. Noted Aris First leader Raft Wood lead the rally, riling up the seaponies and telling them that foreign powers wanted to exploit them and that the government had failed to stop it. He called upon Queen Novo to "hear the voice of the little seapony!" and protect Seaquestrian industry. He also called upon Arisian businessgriffs to "open your eyes! There is an entire other half to our great kingdom! See the brave seaponies, and work with them for the good of the whole of Aris! Do not concern yourselves with the zebras of Zumidia! The future of Aris lies within these waters!"
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The event “Aris First Rally in Starfield” option “They certainly are enthusiastic.” |
Underwater conservatives made themselves heard.
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Aris First Rally in Canterford
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Another Aris First rally was held today, this time in Canterford. Crack Lightning, who organized the rally, openly denounced the current Zumidian administration as "foreign lowlifes leeching off the hard-working hippogriffs" and called for Novo to either withdraw from Zumidia immediately, or start "making the zebras pull their weight." He made sure to clarify however, he did not wish for bloodshed as a first choice. Only that they pay their fair share or "kindly excuse themselves from our great nation."
The crowd rapidly became rowdy, trashing the park they rallied in and disrupting nearby neighbourhoods with chants and parties afterwards, which lasted long into the night.
A coalition of local residents and progressive harmonists have called on Queen Novo to denounce Aris First as "racist and inflammatory," but a spokesgriff for Aris First protested that the rally had been entirely legal, and that Aris First supporters had broken no laws and caused no injury to anygriff's life or property. Regardless of the government's response, the size and enthusiasm of the rallygoers shows that Aris First's message is reaching many hippogriffs in Canterford, so denouncing them could cause a backlash.
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The event “Aris First Rally in Squidville” option “Underwater conservatives made themselves heard.” |
Free Speech is important, but this is growing worrying.
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It's their right to speak. We'll say nothing.
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Aris First Applies for Rally Permit in Harmonising Heights
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In the wake of the massive wave of support their movement has garnered in recent times, Aris First has begun making preparations to hold a rally in the Harmonising Heights neighborhood of Mount Aris, one of the most idyllic spots on the mountain and a popular destination for families on vacation, home to some of the oldest and grandest villas in Hippogriffia.
Aris First seems to be pouring huge amounts of money and time into organizing this rally, with a planned attendance in the thousands and an elaborate sound system planned to broadcast their message across Harmonising Heights.
However, when they applied for a permit to hold the rally, the local mayor denied it, citing concerns that the rally would damage the neighborhood, bringing up the damage that has been caused at some rallies in the past. Aris First leader Raft Wood, who was once high in Novo's court, has appealed this rejection directly to the Queen, an act unheard of until now, requesting that she overturn the mayor's decision and allow their peaceful gathering to go ahead. Wood said in a heartfelt letter that Aris First has always stood in support of the monarch, and merely wishes to make their message known in a location so in tune with the traditions of the nation they hold dear. As well as assuring her that he and Crack Lightning had already put plans in place to ensure the rally did not ruin the scenery. Finally, he also argued that the mayor's decision was motivated by anti-Aris First bias and pre-existing political agendas against him, and that any other Arisian would allow him to hold the rally.
While there is nothing truly illegal about the attempted rally, the concerns of the Mayor are valid, and allowing this petition to be received by the Queen could be a show of official support from the monarch.
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Refuse to even hear their petition.
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It's their right. Approve the request.
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Aris First Denounces The Government
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Madness today on the streets of Mount Aris as the Aris First rally set to be held there has become a point of martyrdom for one of its leaders, Crack Lightning. Speaking to a small town outside of Mount Aris, as well as broadcasted over the radio, he has railed against the government's choice to prevent his rally from taking place. Stating; "This government claims to wish to bring principles of freedom to our nation, yet they have somehow forgotten the freedom of speech! The Hippogriffs of Mount Aris wish to hear our truth, and somehow they allow one corrupt mayor to prevent us from speaking?"
Lightning's remarks were echoed by other Aris First speakers around the country, but the results seem to be lacking. The government's refusal to allow the rally to go ahead seems to have taken some steam out of the movement, especially since the Queen herself made no comment on the issue.
Lightning was, however, quick to separate the Queen from her government, saying "Oh Queen Novo! How they have failed and deceived you! One day you shall see that we only fight for your good, and you shall rid yourself of those disgusting foreign lackeys who hold you hostage!" Queen Novo declined to comment on this as well.
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The event “Aris First Applies for Rally Permit in Harmonising Heights” option “Refuse to even hear their petition.” |
Free Speech only goes so far.
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The Rally in Harmonising Heights
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Steel Feather had never been one for politics, but this didn't feel like politics. The crowd, stretching out across Harmonising Heights, weren't promoting some political agenda, arguing over funding or taxes or whatever interminable thing they debated at city hall. They were singing and chanting their love for their country. Steel Feather found himself singing along to "Gods Save the Queen" with a voice he never knew he had, as if it was the first time singing it.
When Crack Lightning appeared on stage, the wind gusted through Harmonising Heights, and the music of The Mountain joined Steel Feather as he joined the crowd and the crowd joined Crack Lightning, singing out the love of their nation.
All the papers had lied, they had lied! Aris First were not thugs, they were Aris! Steel Feather joined in the chants of "One Mountain, One People, One Will!" which the crowd broke into after the national anthem, raising their claws to Crack Lightning: the patriot, the war hero, The Ace.
Steel Feather didn't even remember what The Ace had said afterwards, or what his stolid compatriot Raft Wood had said, but he remembered the pure joy of that night for the rest of his life. Of course, when they passed around the enrollment sheets for Aris First, he signed up and pledged a modest donation. He knew he had to bring his children to the next rally; if it was anything like this one, he couldn't let them miss it.
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The event “Aris First Applies for Rally Permit in Harmonising Heights” option “It's their right. Approve the request.” |
Patriotism is infectious indeed.
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Aris First Protests Against Imported Cars
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Aris First has sprung into action after a sensational news story broke in the Aris Times. A Wingbardian-made car from Lucky Break's Auto Dealership suffered a brake malfunction, sending a family of three careening into a telephone pole, leaving no survivors. In the wake of the tragedy, nearly two hundred protestors gathered outside Lucky Break's car dealership, picketing the entrance and refusing to leave even when day turned to night and a rainstorm swept across their hastily-erected camp. Lucky Break was nowhere to be found, but protest organiser and AF founder Raft Wood told reporters that his followers would not leave until Lucky Break promised to stop buying Wingbardian and New Marelander automobiles.
"It's a disgrace!" he exclaimed, "Lucky Break knows we produce perfectly good cars here, and yet she insists on bringing in products from halfway across the world, damaging our economy and putting more and more of these foreign deathtraps on the road. Everygriff knows that the Wingbardian and New Mareland governments are subsidizing their companies, everygriff knows they don't play fair. Well we've had enough, and we won't leave until something is done about this!"
While the police managed to disperse the protestors after the third day, numerous newspaper editorials have come out supporting them, and with Lucky Break and other industry leaders refusing to answer the protestors' demands, they have turned to the government in hopes of getting a ban on the import of foreign cars.
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The event “Aris First Supporters Attack Non-Traditional Clothing” option “Worrying.” |
We will not ban imports.
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They've got a point. Ban them.
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A Crack in the Coalition
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"Thank you all for gathering here," Raft Wood began, "You represent the few members of Aris First I can trust with the information I am about to give you. It is no secret that Crack Lightning and I have disagreements, but only now am I realizing the full extent of our differences. Aris First has always stood for isolationism, for putting our own interests ahead of foreign ones, but Crack Lightning and his hardliners, particularly his ridiculous 'Phalanx,' want us to destroy our own traditions in the name of, and I cannot believe I am saying this..."
Raft Wood took a pause, swimming about anxiously and checking for the fifth time if the room was bugged. He was the one who was supposed to know if someone was being watched, but with his allies turning against him he couldn't be too careful.
"The vile Wingbardian ideology of fascism," he concluded. "Many of you have worked with the AHAC, and know that fascism is against our way of life. Rather than withdrawing us from Zebrica, Crack Lightning would see us become even more entangled in it. Worse yet, fascism requires one supreme leader, which means he undoubtedly plans to sideline and eliminate both Queen Novo and, well, me."
Raft Wood let his statement sink in, reading the room for a moment. The signs had always been there, but it felt odd to say out loud that the charismatic hippogriff which had carried his movement to power now sought to remove Raft Wood from the picture.
"The hardliners control the military, the Phalanx, and a significant portion of Aris First. Since we are only now becoming aware of the threat, we have to assume they are several steps ahead of us. We have the AHAC, the intelligence agencies, and the police, plus the fact that very few hippogriffs want to live in a fascist state. We will have to act quickly, yet subtly. Prevent him from raising the jingoistic fervour of the masses to a high enough pitch that they demand we go to war, watch the military for the signs of a coup d'etat, and remove his influence from Aris First. While we're doing that, I will arrange secret AHAC meetings to build a case to arrest him. If we act too brashly, his supporters will hang us in the streets. Too timidly, and he'll have us all shot. I trust you all to know what to do when the time comes."
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The event “One Mountain, One People...” option “"Get me every scrap of information the AHAC has on fascism."” |
The members nodded, and took their leave.
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As they left, one of the members wondered how best to reveal this to Crack Lightning.
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Aris First Demands Action on New Mareland's Cultural Appropriation
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Raft Wood and several other prominent voices within Aris First have spoken out against Suri Polomare and her "collaborator" Cross Stitch, claiming that by redesigning hippogriff fashion for ponies she was wrongfully appropriating hippogriff culture and ingenuity. They also poked several holes in the production process where she had deviated from the traditional methods which had inspired the designs.
"These cheap knockoffs," Raft Wood declared in a brief interview, "Are as inauthentic as they are tacky. If pegasi or bats want to wear hippogriff clothing, they should get it from hippogriffs, or better yet try designing something half as good themselves."
When asked what the harm was, he replied: "The harm is that these knock-offs are the first experience these creatures have with our culture, and having Polomare market these takes jobs away from our hard-working textile workers."
More liberal voices have reacted with astonished confusion, with Cross Stitch defending her and Polomare's work as "An attempt to blend the fashion taste of New Mareland ponies with the stylistic trends of Mt. Aris." She pointed to the enthusiastic reception of the line as evidence that if anything, it was giving ponies a greater appreciation for hippogriff culture and traditions.
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The event “Hippogriff Fashion” option “How nice.” |
We support Suri Polomare in promoting our culture.
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Denounce Suri Polomare's work!
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Hippogriff Fashion
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Popular New Mareland fashion designer Suri Polomare has come out with a line of clothes based on traditional hippogriff designs, modified to fit the pony body. They were designed in correspondence with hippogriff fashionista Cross Stitch, and have already proven quite popular among New Mareland pegasi and thestrals, who admire the breezy cut and the comfort the designs provide while flying.
Ms. Polomare has even said that she's considering designing another line for griffon customers in New Mareland and Wingbardy, as well as a high-fashion version to present at this year's Fashion Week in Manehattan.
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How nice.
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Hippogriffs Denounce Suri Polomare's New Fashion Line!
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In a confusing turn, the Hippogriff government has officially denounced Suri Polomare's new fashion line inspired by traditional hippogriff designs as "Offensive knockoffs" and demanded they be pulled from stores. Suri Polomare protested that she had worked closely with hippogriff fashionista Cross Stitch, but the hippogriffs seem to have taken offense to Cross Stitch's involvement too.
The line was quite popular among New Mareland pegasi and thestrals, but while it will not be pulled from stores, Ms. Polomare has declared that due to the controversy, the plans to create a high-fashion version of the line for this year's Manehattan Fashion Week have fallen through.
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The event “Aris First Demands Action on New Mareland's Cultural Appropriation” option “Denounce Suri Polomare's work!” |
Well, that's not very nice... (Nothing) | |
[From.GetNameDefCap] Bans Imports of Our Cars
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The Hippogriff government has banned the import of our cars following a much-publicized accident involving a foreign car, a brake malfunction and a lamp post which left three dead. They have accused us of producing unsafe vehicles, and shut down all imports of our cars. Our cars were quite popular in Hippogriffia, and the sudden loss of that entire market is crippling our auto industry. Our industry leaders have denied the accusations that their cars are unsafe, and have demanded that we take action to get the Hippogriffs to reopen their market at once.
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Issue a diplomatic protest!
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We shall react with equivalent bans.
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[From.GetNameDefCap] Issues a Diplomatic Protest
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[From.GetNameDefCap] has protested our ban on their cars, saying that our accusations of unfair subsidies and unsafe vehicles are baseless and urging us to repeal the ban. No retaliatory economic action has been taken, in the interests of preventing a trade war. Still, they have warned us that they will respond to any further bans with economic retaliation.
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The event “[From.GetNameDefCap] Bans Imports of Our Cars” option “Issue a diplomatic protest!” |
Sad.
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[From.GetNameDefCap] Issues Sanctions On our Car Industry
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[From.GetNameDefCap] has responded to our ban on their cars with by banning ours. Industry leaders are decrying the "escalating trade war" and urging us to work out a compromise with them. The ban has sent ripple effects through our economy, leading to many auto workers losing their jobs. Curiously, those most affected by the ban seem most supportive of pursuing further retaliatory actions, blaming the government of [From.GetNameDef] for what Aris First leader Raft Wood has called an unfair response. He and his supporters insist that our cars, unlike those manufactured in [From.GetNameDef], are safe for the road and that our companies compete honestly, and thus that this retaliation is yet another example of foreign countries not playing fair with Hippogriffia.
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The event “[From.GetNameDefCap] Bans Imports of Our Cars” option “We shall react with equivalent bans.” |
Well that's unfortunate.
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The Formation of the Phalanx
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A bombshell report from the Aris Inquirer revealed that a new group has formed within the controversial Aris First movement. This group, mainly comprised of Storm War veterans and a few police officers and active military personnel, are allegedly a radical organization which trains its members for a future conflict against internal and external "enemies of the Hippogriff nation." The report also says that they actively encourage members to seek out and commit violence against supposed enemies. They admire Crack Lightning, calling him "The Ace" and idolizing his patriotism, prowess, and exploits.
Lightning has denounced the Inquirer as slanderous, saying that the Phalanx is just a veteran's organization mainly concerned with physical fitness, sharing war stories, and a life of adventure, and are not even affiliated with Aris First.
He said that the Inquirer, which had consistently made AF out as villains, had sunk to a new low by accusing a veteran's organization of being an extremist militia.
The high command and the AHAC have been pressured to take an official position on the Phalanx.
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The event “The Rally in Harmonising Heights” option “Patriotism is infectious indeed.” |
They're harmless.
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Active military personnel should not be part of this.
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The Phalanx are dangerous. Have the AHAC investigate them.
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The Finer Points of Solidarist Economics
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Crack Lightning was a busy hippogriff, and he didn't like interruptions. Especially not from griffs like Plumage Moonfeather. Unfortunately, the arms manufacturer had come to him with supposedly-urgent news, news which would allegedly ruin the production of weapons, and so Crack had let him in.
"Crack, Crack, Crack," said the businessgriff, "I'm afraid we've got some unpatriotic elements within my factories. Strikers, you see. Trying to shut down the whole operation. But when I called the police, they said it was 'an affair for the syndicate of arms,' and left!"
Crack raised an eyebrow. "That's because it is an affair for the syndicate of arms."
"The syndicate's job is to maximise productivity-"
"The syndicate's job is to mediate between you, your employees, and the state, ensuring maximum benefits for all parties."
"Look, Crack," said the businessgriff, grasping for words while Crack smirked and took a sip of bourbon. "You and I, we both know this whole system, it was never supposed to, you know, Beakolini would never allow workers to threaten to strike in such a vital industry..."
Crack's smirk widened. "Well, I'm afraid I am not Beakolini. The worker's representative checked with me before presenting their demands to you. They might cut into your profit margins, but you underestimate me if you think I'll fall for your scaremongering. You're trying to profit off the state as much as possible, rather than doing your patriotic duty and preventing this strike from being necessary. I assure you, we will break the strike by force if necessary, but if it comes to that I'm afraid we will also remove you."
Moonfeather looked aghast. "But- Crack, if you let them have this- give them an inch, they'll take a mile. We cannot set a precedent that the syndicate of arms can go on strike! Then it'll end up acting like an independent labour union."
Crack considered for a moment. As much as he enjoyed making Moonfeather squirm, he did have to look at the broader picture. Taking a side here could set a precedent.
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Completing the national focus |
"You'll just have to give them what they want."
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"Don't worry. I have ways of ensuring negotiations go your way."
 The Solidarist System
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A Day on the Proving Grounds
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General Stratus Skyranger was amazed.
How a gun, invented by an ex-convict who took a metalworking course while incarcerated, which looked like a lubrication tool, was doing so well in the proving trials was beyond him.
While surveying the troops who were busy performing the various tests with copies of the weapon, he heard the Ordnance Board official's pen to his left, busy taking notes on the weapon's performance. The notes would be part of the data packet that contained all the necessary information concerning the production and use of the weapon. To his right was the inventor of the weapon, Grease Mane, fidgeting. It wasn't everyday that the Hippogriffian military sent their highest ranking officer to examine your invention for combat use.
"You should be proud, Mr. Mane. Your submachine gun has exceeded our expectations for something that was mostly made in a garage with a rivet gun, a welder and a stamping press in half the time it takes to make a Thundersplash submachine gun, with markedly less resources as well." Skryranger said out loud, keeping his gaze on the soldiers in the field below the hill they were standing on.
"And with only the barrel, bolt and firing mechanism needing to be machined we can cut machine tool requirements by 25 percent." The official added, still taking notes. "And the royalties you're going to get will be quite substantial with the military seeking to arm all of the new recruits entering our service, you'll be quite well-off once you get this contract." With that last statement from Skyranger the last of Mane's reservations were dispelled.
"Thank you, general, you honour me with your praise." Came Mane's reply, already calmer.
"There is one last issue though." Skyranger said, turning to Mane. "The weapon needs a name."
A giggle came from the official a moment later before she indicated to a copy of the weapon on a table near them and then pointed at Mane.
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Completing the national focus |
How about the 'Grease Gun'?
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Applied Psychology
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Violet Facade read the report. This was good. Very good. It claimed that up until now, they had been fighting a foe they did not truly understand. Assuming they were a united front. Assuming the Colthaginians were a homogenous mass of revanchists, and the Chiropterran army was nothing but legionnaires. That they could only be defeated through superior force.
In other words, the report alleged, up until now they'd been fighting a fascist war, and that had done Aris no favours. No wonder Crack Lightning had ignored this report, leaving scribbled notes on it:
"Postwar only,"
"May be useful for Hegemony?"
"Assumes independent Colt state postwar"
And most puzzlingly, "Underestimates bat spiritual strength."
The report had been marked "Top Secret," and not distributed to other officials once it reached Crack Lightning. With him out of the way though, Violet could finally put its findings to use:
Regional divisions among Colthaginians. Lingering resentment from the constitutionalists. A gulf between Chiropterran Legionnaires and Auxiliaries. Discontent in the recently conquered regions just waiting to boil over. Tensions within the alliance itself... there were so many chinks in their armour. Violet recalled her studies of the Republican Revolution on Griffonia, how what had seemed like a united front of political radicals had devolved into infighting and incompetence at the slightest push. She would give them that push. She picked up the phone.
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Completing the national focus |
"Stratus, I've just found something which could win the war." (Nothing) | |
Treasonous Auxiliaries
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Bad news from the front. It seems the Hippogriffs have been using propaganda and "psychological operations" to turn our auxiliaries against the legionnaires. This is particularly effective among the natives only recently pacified and conscripted into the army. The Nightmare's Hoof is working to root out the traitors and plug whatever contacts the hippogriffs are using to reach them, but until we accomplish that we cannot rely on our auxiliaries as we once did.
In order to speed up the process, we can round up a large number of auxiliaries suspected of sabotage or sympathizing with the enemy and make an example of them. Alternately, we can wait for the Hoof to root out the traitors more precisely. The choice is yours, Lord Commander.
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Make an example out of them! (Nothing) Let's be patient. (Nothing) | |
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Twilight for Aris First
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Novo glanced between the three seaponies before her. Raft Wood looked worried, Violet Facade looked confused, and Crack Lightning, the poor hippogriff, was barely holding it together in seapony form.
"Leave us," Novo instructed the guards. Looking pointedly at her daughter, Novo gestured for her to leave too.
"My daughter is young," Novo explained, "I think this is best handled by more experienced seaponies. She brought to my attention that Aris First has been hoping to form a government. While my father did appoint a government once, the choice to do so or to rule directly is my prerogative as Queen."
She looked at Raft Wood. "I don't appreciate you trying to use the masses to force my fin, Raft. Your rhetoric is divisive, and almost unharmonic."
She turned her gaze on Violet Facade. "A fact you have been blind to. The AHAC should have informed me of their intentions long before now."
"Your majesty-"
Novo raised a fin. "You have allowed yourself to be used by these two. From now on I will not be expanding the AHAC's remit. We need no more... what was that word Skystar used? Creeping authoritarianism."
With that word, her eyes settled squarely on Crack Lightning. "Serving at my command, each of you brings something valuable. But together, you create nothing but problems. Especially you, Crack Lightning."
"Your- your majesty, I have only ever-"
"Oh no," interrupted Novo, "You'll speak when spoken to, Crack. I cannot make sense of you. You went from soldier to politician in a heartbeat. I remember you opposing Raft on the retreat to Seaquestria. You're a traveller, not a traditionalist! But suddenly you're the champion against foreign influence. The way you preach to creatures has got me nervous. I am half a mind to force you into retirement, Ace."
Crack started. "I'm not gonna ban your group," Novo declared, silencing him, "You can keep operating. But no more big rallies. No more trying to form government. No more any of that. I refuse, and that is final. I will call on you to serve your Queen when and if I deem it necessary. Goodnight."
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The three left without a word.
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Aris First Forms Government
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"My creatures say they want you. I am not convinced." Queen Novo sat on her throne, the room entirely empty except for her and the two hippogriffs kneeling at her claws. Raft Wood slowly lifted his head, "My Queen. We seek only the preservation of the nation, the prosperity of its people-" Crack Lightning suddenly cut him off, "-and the removal of all of your enemies, your Highness."
Novo looked down from her throne onto the two hippogriffs. She was the one in power here. She was the one who had the choice of whether to allow these two to take control. They should be at every disadvantage; Raft Wood didn't even enjoy his hippogriff form! And yet, she felt fear. Fear of what was to come, around every corner, dark futures lurked. But was what stood before her any brighter? She had to trust her creatures, her hippogriffs and her seaponies. They said they wanted these two in control. She had to do it. She had to. She just had to.
Raft Wood, seeing the distress of his Queen, spoke up again, "Your Highness, I understand this must be stressful for you. It has been for all of us. The enemies of Hippogriffia still gather on the horizon, and we have made you aware of it. We keep no secrets from you and never shall. The nation must be defended." Crack Lightning rose from the ground, keeping his head low, he handed Novo a piece of paper, "Here are the requested appointments."
Looking them over, Novo breathed, nodded slowly, and tapped a bell on her desk. A hippogriff entered, and she addressed her, "Take the message to Seaquestria. I have chosen to appoint these two to form a government." Turning back to the hippogriffs in front of her, she declared, "Go then, announce to the people. I must take a personal moment." before hurrying off.
Before Raft could even rise, Crack Lightning had flown to one of the balconies of the royal palace, and looked down at the crowd that had assembled outside, then he shouted to the high heavens his one message...
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ARIS ETERNAL!
 Queen Novo
Although she is no longer the primary decision-maker in Hippogriff politics, the blessing and presence of Queen Novo adds an air of legitimacy to Aris First's government.
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One Mountain, One People...
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Raft Wood and Crack Lightning sat in Raft's Aris office, sorting through stacks of dossiers, each full of proposals for the future of Aris First and of Hippogriffia. While they agreed on many things, now that it was time to get down to the business of governing Raft Wood couldn't help but feel like Crack Lightning had forgotten what Aris First was about.
On the Zumidian problem, Raft Wood had wanted to simply abandon them, but Crack Lightning had insisted on exploiting them. Raft Wood wanted to continue the AHAC's policies of acting primarily as protection against actual extremists, while Lightning wanted to use it to perscute alleged "objective enemies" and enforce some vague but extremely-high standard of loyalty which he had yet to properly explain. When Raft had expressed concern about the growing militancy of Crack's Phalanx, Crack had dismissed it out of claw. While they both wanted to promote harmony among classes, Lightning's proposal on how to do so required major economic restructuring in what he called a "Solidarist economic revolution," massively overturning Aris' economic system for the sake of what he called a national reforging. Most worryingly, Crack Lightning was speaking of foreign powers as if a final war with them was inevitable, and arguing Hippogriffia should strike first.
After Crack left, Raft closed his eyes, letting his colleague's proposals stew in his mind. Everything was somehow off. He'd felt it ever since the Phalanx formed, ever since Aris First had adopted the "One Mountain, One People, One Will" slogan. One Will.
Raft's eyes shot open, and he turned to his secretary.
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The event “Aris First Forms Government” option “ARIS ETERNAL!” |
Immediate effects
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"Get me every scrap of information the AHAC has on fascism."
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The Birth of the Hegemony
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The below descriptions are available for this event.
The following description is used if:
Chiropterra:
- At least one of the following is true:
- Does not exist
- Is a subject of Hippogriffia
- At least one of the following is true:
Colthaginian Republic:
- At least one of the following is true:
- Does not exist
- Is a subject of Hippogriffia
- At least one of the following is true:
- [Scope]Colthage (875):
- [SCOPE]State owner:
- Is Hippogriffia
- Is a subject of Hippogriffia
- Is
- [SCOPE]State owner:
- [Scope]The Imperial Hills (712):
- [SCOPE]State owner:
- Is Hippogriffia
- Is a subject of Hippogriffia
- Is
- [SCOPE]State owner:
- One of Crack Lightning's positions, indeed officially his primary position, was Lord Keeper of the Royal Seal. In reality, he was so much more, but today for the first time he had cause to actually use his position. Smiling smugly, he pressed the grand seal of the House of Novo upon the articles of surrender he'd just forced on their hated foes.
"Unconditional surrender." The words were the most beautiful Crack Lightning knew. Not for them the peace with honour, nor the punitive treaty, nor the halfhearted occupation: the Colthaginian was too vile and the Chiropterran too spiritually mighty to be granted a second chance. No. Already, the orders were going out to flood every city, every road, every countryside town with troops. Crack would totally reorganize his newly-conquered subjects, and he would break their national wills until they accepted their place in the Hegemony.
On his way to deliver the document to the relevant administrators, Crack saw somegriff he hadn't seen in a long time. Sitting on her throne, flanked by trident-wielding Phalangists and looking resigned, was Queen Novo. Crack considered stepping in, gloating to her with false obeisances which would make his victory sting all the more. But when she caught his eye, the sadness he saw there made him pause. There was no point, tormenting one so utterly defeated. Crack Lightning had won: Novo's Harmonic weakness would soon be burned away under the heat of the new Hippogriff Hegemony, and she, the sovereign of all Aris, could do nothing but watch.
The following description is used if:
- Colthaginian Republic:
- At least one of the following is true:
- Does not exist
- Is a subject of Hippogriffia
- At least one of the following is true:
- [Scope]Colthage (875):
- [SCOPE]State owner:
- Is Hippogriffia
- Is a subject of Hippogriffia
- Is
- [SCOPE]State owner:
- [Scope]The Imperial Hills (712):
- [SCOPE]State owner:
- None of:
- Is Hippogriffia
- Is a subject of Hippogriffia
- Is
- None of:
- [SCOPE]State owner:
- One of Crack Lightning's positions, indeed officially his primary position, was Lord Keeper of the Royal Seal. In reality, he was so much more, but today for the first time he had cause to actually use his position. Smiling smugly, he pressed the grand seal of the House of Novo upon the articles of surrender he'd just forced on their hated foes.
"Unconditional surrender." The words were the most beautiful Crack Lightning knew. Not for them the peace with honour, nor the punitive treaty, nor the halfhearted occupation: the Colthaginian was too vile to be granted a second chance. No. Already, the orders were going out to flood every city, every road, every countryside town with troops. Crack would totally reorganize his newly-conquered subjects, and he would break their national wills until they accepted their place in the Hegemony.
On his way to deliver the document to the relevant administrators, Crack saw somegriff he hadn't seen in a long time. Sitting on her throne, flanked by trident-wielding Phalangists and looking resigned, was Queen Novo. Crack considered stepping in, gloating to her with false obeisances which would make his victory sting all the more. But when she caught his eye, the sadness he saw there made him pause. There was no point, tormenting one so utterly defeated. Crack Lightning had won: Novo's Harmonic weakness would soon be burned away under the heat of the new Hippogriff Hegemony, and she, the sovereign of all Aris, could do nothing but watch.
The following description is used if:
- Chiropterra:
- At least one of the following is true:
- Does not exist
- Is a subject of Hippogriffia
- At least one of the following is true:
- [Scope]The Imperial Hills (712):
- [SCOPE]State owner:
- Is Hippogriffia
- Is a subject of Hippogriffia
- Is
- [SCOPE]State owner:
- [Scope]Colthage (875):
- [SCOPE]State owner:
- None of:
- Is Hippogriffia
- Is a subject of Hippogriffia
- Is
- None of:
- [SCOPE]State owner:
- One of Crack Lightning's positions, indeed officially his primary position, was Lord Keeper of the Royal Seal. In reality, he was so much more, but today for the first time he had cause to actually use his position. Smiling smugly, he pressed the grand seal of the House of Novo upon the articles of surrender he'd just forced on their hated foes.
"Unconditional surrender." The words were the most beautiful Crack Lightning knew. Not for them the peace with honour, nor the punitive treaty, nor the halfhearted occupation: the Chiropterran too spiritually determined and too deadly to be granted a second chance. No. Already, the orders were going out to flood every city, every road, every countryside town with troops. Crack would totally reorganize his newly-conquered subjects, and he would break their national wills until they accepted their place in the Hegemony.
On his way to deliver the document to the relevant administrators, Crack saw somegriff he hadn't seen in a long time. Sitting on her throne, flanked by trident-wielding Phalangists and looking resigned, was Queen Novo. Crack considered stepping in, gloating to her with false obeisances which would make his victory sting all the more. But when she caught his eye, the sadness he saw there made him pause. There was no point, tormenting one so utterly defeated. Crack Lightning had won: Novo's Harmonic weakness would soon be burned away under the heat of the new Hippogriff Hegemony, and she, the sovereign of all Aris, could do nothing but watch.''
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Our victories have only begun.
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The Victory Parade
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Raft Wood had always been uncomfortable in Hippogriff form, but today's occasion called for it. He had always been uncomfortable around Novo's idealistic daughter and her scatterbrained niece, but today's occasion called for that too.
Raft Wood waved out to the crowd as he passed by in his motorcade, only exchanging the occasional word with the royal family seated beside him. This kind of adulation, this was Crack Lightning's style. Not his. But appearances had to be maintained, and these people did deserve to hear from their leaders now that all their sacrifices had finally brought victory.
When Raft reached the podium, he tried to relax. He'd very astutely made sure Skystar would not be giving a speech, and he knew Silverstream wasn't quite bold enough to attack his government on victory day within the five minutes she'd been allotted. Still, he wrung his claws the whole time she was on stage, wishing they were fins. When Novo got on stage, he was finally able to relax. Novo was too respectable to criticise his government on the day meant to honour the sacrifice of so many brave griffs and seaponies, no matter what apprehensions she might have about the direction her Chief Advisor was taking her kingdom.
Still, his mind couldn't relax. It drifted to Aris' considerable war debts, how they might interfere with his plans. The situation on the continent, still unstable. How he'd ever disentangle Aris from this mess now that they occupied so much foreign soil.
When Raft finally got up to speak, he rushed his speech, fumbling a few words. He couldn't focus. Afterwards, he brushed past the royal family in a cold sweat and went for the nearest body of water. Transforming back into seapony form, he dove in and tried to quiet his mind.
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Even in victory, the work is never done.
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The Reckoning
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No-one was really surprised when military police arrested Raft Wood. No-one was really surprised when he and the members of the AHAC were charged with undermining the war effort, collaborating with foreign powers and plotting the downfall of Hippogriffia, or when Raft Wood was sentenced to death in a secret military tribunal.
The public was shown just enough evidence to convince them he was guilty: the surveillance on high-ranking military officers, the private comments about "Not wanting Hippogriffia to conquer Colthage," carefully shorn of context. The attempts to limit the patriotic activities of the Phalanx, whose soldiers only wanted to stop foreigners from destroying Hippogriffia. Which foreign power did Raft Wood conspire with? What was his endgame? How had he made it so high up while being a double-agent the whole time? Top secret, of course.
No-one was really surprised when Crack Lightning got on the radio declaring martial law, enforcing a curfew, and ordering citizens to "Stay inside while my loyal Phalanx and the army hunt down the last of the traitors Raft Wood shielded for so long."
No-one was surprised, but everyone was afraid. When they went in to work the next morning and found some of their coworkers missing, they didn't ask where they went.
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Now to deal with the enemy without...
 Queen Novo
Surrounded by guards clawpicked by [HIP.GetLeader], only allowed to see her subjects on ceremonial occasions, Queen Novo has become a prisoner in her own palace. Though she may wish to see her captors overthrown, she must mouth words of praise to them, knowing that they can and will dispose of her if she ceases to be useful.
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The Reckoning
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Crack Lightning was feeling confident as he and members of the Phalanx were marching towards the palace.
He had dispatched Phalanx members to seize the local radio station's headquarters and the train station, the other two important locations in the capital. He also signaled his agents in the military that it was time to strike, ordering them to launch their various missions in support of the coup. Lastly, he had the pamphlets and posters that were to be dispensed the following day delivered to their distribution centers in order to win the civilian population over to his cause against the weak leadership of Raft Wood, his former ally. Success was certain as his company were approaching the palace gates, guarded by a pair of guards.
That's when a dozen or so AA-searchlights were activated, pointed at their faces.
In the time Crack and his paramilitaries were blinded a regiment's worth of soldiers and armoured cars came pouring out of the alleyways and buildings lining the avenue leading to the palace. The lights were switched off and Crack realised that they were boxed in and exposed with weapons of various calibers pointed right at them.
"Lay down your weapons!"
The shout came from an intercom mounted on one of the armoured cars. Turning towards the origin of the sound Crack saw Raft Wood and Violet Façade standing on top of the car. Sighing, he threw down his pistol, the Phalanx members doing the same. Glaring at his former allies, he addressed them:
"So, the traitors have come to gloat."
Raft scowled at Crack. "Your terrorism is over, Crack. We've known about your plans for the last month. The other Phalanx groups have been neutralised. The soldiers who didn't disregard your orders have been apprehended."
Crack visibly recoiled, realising how badly he had lost, but remained silent.
Smirking, Violet gave her verdict:
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"You are under arrest for anti-Harmonic activities."
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King Zamni Vanishes!
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Possibly as a result of our new policies in Zumidia, the child king Zamni of Zumidia has vanished, along with his nursemaids and several other members of his household staff. While all members of the Regency Council deny any involvement in the king's disappearance, this has nonetheless caused significant problems for us.
The Regency Council cannot simply be disbanded, as they are essential to keeping control of Zumidia. However, without either our backing or the child king as a figurehead, they would have no ability to maintain public order. This makes any orderly withdrawal from Zumidia impossible in the immediate future.
News of the king's disappearance and the wild rumours surrounding it have aggravated protests against our recent policies, and emboldened irredentist groups seeking to have Zumidia join their "Zonician brothers and sisters" in Colthage.
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Ungrateful zebras...
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Full Military Cooperation
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Raft Wood looked across at the zebra the Zumidian regency council had sent to negotiate with him. He wore a faded brown hat and overcoat, looking like he'd barely had time to comb his mane before meeting Raft.
"So you're Azrael, yes?" Raft said, meeting the zebra's stare, "Violet says you're quite the engaging author. But if they've picked you to negotiate, it must mean the regency council is not keen on my proposal."
"I was given broad discretion. But no, they weren't too keen. 'Full military cooperation,' 'Zumidian divisions to be raised immediately'... Do you think we still see you as anything but occupiers? Why should we die for Aris?"
Raft Wood sighed. "What happened during the duumvirate was regrettable, but Crack Lightning no longer holds power."
"Both your signatures were on those orders. You had a commitment to help us rebuild. We put our fate in your fins. But no, 'Aris First!' and damn the consequences for everycreature else. So tell me again, why should we die for Aris?"
Raft Wood was livid, but he had enough experience at keeping his temper down. He'd been playing this kind of game for a long time. Azrael's question was not rhetorical.
"You will be dying for Zumidia. Both to protect yourselves from our mutual enemies, who I assure you will be far worse than Aris ever was, and because I make you a promise. Once this war is over Zumidia shall have total independence, full control of natural resources, and a reversal of the damage... the damage my movement caused you. So will you stand with us?"
"If I believed you, I would."
"Very well then, a guarantee. If we win, any treaty we impose on our enemies will require a period of occupation to enforce. That occupation will require a safe port to ship in supplies. Ain Trotgourait is the only such port with sufficient capacity. Security within the port will be ceded to local Zumidian police forces. So, after this is over, if you think we are about to renege on our side of the bargain..."
"We can sabotage the entire process. You offer us a dagger, aimed at your throat. That is your guarantee?"
"That is my guarantee."
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"I believe we are in agreement."
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The Chiropterran Nightmare
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The occupation of Chiropterra was never going to be easy, but Raft Wood never thought it would be this bad. Violet Facade had compiled a list of no less than six separate insurgent groups, comprising remnants of the Nightmare's Hoof, the old legions, and civilian militias who had taken up arms against the occupiers.
They used diverse methods, ranging from well-coordinated raids from the hills to wildcat shootings or bombings to unleashing strange weapons and artifacts the LMRD had sealed away over the years.
Every village seemed to be sheltering them, every hillside seemed to contain a hideout or a weapon stash. For every cell the Hippogriff garrison rooted out, another three would spring into action.
"We can't go on like this," said Violet, "Our citizens thought the war was over, but every day the death toll gets higher, and there's no end in sight."
"If they'd just left us well enough alone..." Raft Wood trailed off. "We can't just leave, you know that? They're fanatics. If we withdraw, they'll come back for round two within a few years. How about this: the Chiropterrans had that whole labourer class, right? What if we arm them? They'll keep their old masters down for us."
"I'd advise against that," said Violet, "The last thing we need is more armed guerillas, and I'd hardly call those labourers a reliable ally. Some of them are Lunarist converts, and plenty of labourers fought against us in the Chiropterran auxiliaries."
"So what's your suggestion?"
"Send in my agents. Use the AHAC and our intelligence agencies to collect as much information on the insurgent leadership as possible. We'll have to be thorough and methodical, and it'll take quite a while, but I think we can find the exiled legion commanders."
"And then what?"
"We capture them, we extract as much intel as we can from them, and then we uproot the whole terrorist network. Then we'll have peace.
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We will rely on our own forces, not armed rabble.
AI logic:
Why should more hippogriffs die over this?
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War In the Shadows
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Violet Facade sighed as she walked out of the police headquarters in New Ayacachtli. The AHAC was working day and night to sort through all the paperwork and intelligence reports from the frontiers to try and bring down the resistance. Governing Chiropterra was a dirty business, covered in blood and dust. But here, things were a bit calmer. The army had control, the police were, on the surface at least, loyal, and she could go about her business as usual.
Seeing her driver parked on the street corner, she began walking towards the vehicle. She needed to get home and get some rest. It'd been a long week. But before she even got close, the car went up in flames, an explosion rocking through the chassis.
Running back inside the AHAC office, Violet nearly collapsed at her desk. An assassination attempt. Thank the Queen that it had gone off too early. The resistance was getting bolder. How long could Raft keep up this stunt before it all went wrong?
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Close. Too close.
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The Shadows Have Faces
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Stepping out onto the balcony of her house in Chiropterra, Violet allowed herself to breathe a sigh of relief. It'd nearly been a week since the assassination attempt, and things had calmed down a bit. Fewer deaths on the frontier, only a few attacks by resistance groups. Things may finally be getting better.
Looking down, she saw a stallion approaching her residence, at first she didn't recognize him, but then she noticed he had the uniform of a mailpony on. That was... odd? She didn't receive any civilian mail.
Heading downstairs, she saw a letter had been passed through the slit in her door. Throwing the door open, there was no sign of the mailpony anywhere. No car he could have come in and no trace of where he had gone.
The letter looked incredibly mundane. Picking it up in a towel, she ran it under the blacklight she kept in her personal office, and ran tests for poisons like arsenic. It was clean. Violet nearly shook while she opened the letter, but she knew she had to read it.
"Dear Ms. Facade, I hope you have enjoyed the last week of relaxation since your "incident." Such a shame, you almost ended up like Lightning Charm. Though you better have recovered from the shock by now, since this'll be the calmest you'll be for a long time until you and your forces finally leave Chiropterra. Starting in roughly five days, you'll begin receiving reports of attacks all across Chiropterra. Your soldiers will die, your agents will be murdered, and your occupation will fail. That bomb you saw wasn't a mistake. It was your second to last warning. This is your final one. You, and any other hippogriff in this land, are only alive because we have decided to give you one last chance for mercy. I hope you make the right choice for your own sake.
-Stirling Silver and Gorge Batton, Provisional Commanders of the Chiropterran Republican Army."
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The event “War In the Shadows” option “Close. Too close.” |
We're in over our heads.
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The Howling Mountains Riots
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The decision to send more guns into Chiropterra had backfired, just as Violet Facade had predicted. While some of the now-armed labourers tried to maintain the peace, others exacted revenge on former legionnaires, Moonspeakers, officials, and random Chiropterran civilians.
Violet Facade hadn't expected anything different. Of course they'd want revenge for what the LMRD had done to their fellow labourers, even if the exact details were kept secret from them. Of course they'd want revenge for years of hard labour, forced conversions, for being snatched away from their families and made into slaves. Those who hadn't participated in the riots had been ill-equipped to contain them, having no real training, and had quickly abandoned their posts or died. A few had even returned to Zarantia or Warzena, taking their weapons with them and becoming small-time arms dealers or hired guns.
And then there were the true Lunarist converts, who had taken their Hippogriff guns and Hippogriff ammunition and went straight to the hills to join the insurgents. When the insurgents heard of the riots in Howling Mountains, they'd gotten there before Hippogriff security forces and killed most of the armed labourers, earning the appreciation of the civilian population and taking the Hippogriff guns with them.
Overall, a complete disaster, although there was a silver lining: in the bloodbath, one of the bodies identified belonged to none other than Lady Commander Lightning Charm, one of the lynchpins of the Chiropterran resistance. If Violet and her agents could act fast, they might just be able to salvage the situation while the resistance was leaderless. But that required her utmost attention, and no meddling from Raft Wood.
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The event “The Chiropterran Nightmare” option “Why should more hippogriffs die over this?” |
Violet Facade will see to this personally.
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A Botched Raid
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Violet Facade laid down the report in disgust. Her subordinates had actually tried to spin their botched attempt to capture Lady Commander Lightning Charm as a success, just because she had been killed in the raid. They went on and on about how important Lightning Charm was to the Chiropterran resistance, how she was a lynchpin between the different resistance groups.
That, of course, was the very reason Violet had specifically ordered them to take her alive. With Lightning Charm died the biggest trove of intelligence they could possibly acquire, and though the resistance would be temporarily decapitated, Violet was back to square one.
And of course, Lightning Charm had gone down fighting. Of course she had. A martyr for the Chiropterran Resistance to rally around: just what Violet needed right now! No, she decided. From here on, she would direct her agents' efforts personally, from a secure compound within Chiropterra itself. And the fools who had screwed up the raid would be reassigned, or demoted. She'd decide when she got to Chiropterra.
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The event “The Chiropterran Nightmare” option “We will rely on our own forces, not armed rabble.” |
There will be no more mistakes.
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The Issue of Debt
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Raft Wood had been invited to discuss terms with prominent businessgriff Plumage Moonfeather and his associates to handle the debt the government had accrued over the North Zebrican War. He couldn't shake the feeling that he was walking into a skinning, especially as the businessgriff grinned at him when he took his seat.
"Thank you so much for joining us, chief advisor," Moonfeather began, "Your presence alone here greatly increases my confidence that we will get a good return on our investments. Monetary and otherwise."
Moonfeather's contacts had been invaluable in rooting out the Phalanx, so he had more than a few favours accrued with the government.
"Of course, Plumage," said Raft Wood, trying to remind himself that he was still in charge here, still the head of government, "I don't believe I've ever given you cause to think that I am anything less than fully reliable when it comes to debt-paying."
"You? Of course. You're exceedingly reliable. But between the debt from rearmament, the millions of victory bonds my associates and I have purchased, and now the need to pay compensation to the wounded, the widowed, that messy Chiropterran occupation, the military retirement packages... not to mention those ambitious construction projects you're planning for Seaquestria to, ah, what was it? Ensure permanent autarky?"
Raft startled. Those plans hadn't been announced to the business community! Moonfeather continued, ignoring Raft's look of surprise.
"Now personally, I am fully confident in your ability to not default, although your refusal to consider loans from foreign countries and businesscreatures is regrettable. However, despite my confidence... well, I can only buy so many bonds. I know many businessgriffs who say that unless you adopt more pro-business policies, they won't take my word for it, and will demand interest rates for any further loans which you would find most disagreeable."
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"Fine. What exactly do you want?"
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Pro-Business Policies
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- "To be frank, Chief Advisor," said Plumage, "I'm already quite happy. Well, I'm fairly happy. I would like you to amend a few of those laws Novo passed when she was under the delusion -brought in by "harmonic capitalist" thinkers from Griffonia, mind you- that Harmony meant forcing businesses into a specific model of competition rather than letting the best excel and absorb uncompetitive firms."
"You want me to repeal anti-trust laws?"
"Amend, not repeal. We'll get into the details later. That's more of a personal thing; the real thing that will inspire confidence, make everygriff who owns a victory bond know that it is as good as cold hard cash, is ironically not even something you'll have to pay for."
"And what's that?"
"My associates have found some truly gigantic reservoirs of oil underneath Zarantia. With your blessing and a few limited trade deals to get this onto market... Well, we could start a bit of a black gold rush, you and I: it'll attract plenty of investment to develop the oil fields, inspire confidence in the economy in general, and my patriotic associates and I could reinvest some of those profits into more bonds. Why not let those barbaric Zarantians bankroll our reconstruction?"
"Absolutely not!" exclaimed Raft Wood, "The whole point is to leave that chaotic continent behind us and go our own way. Actually enforcing extraction rights would require us to-"
"My associates will handle that in Zarantia. I assure you, I have a way of working with the locals. So what do you say, Chief Advisor?"
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- Country flag HIP_ZAR_interests is set
- "To be frank, Chief Advisor," said Plumage, "I'm already quite happy. Well, I'm fairly happy. I would like you to amend a few of those laws Novo passed when she was under the delusion -brought in by "harmonic capitalist" thinkers from Griffonia, mind you- that Harmony meant forcing businesses into a specific model of competition rather than letting the best excel and absorb uncompetitive firms."
"You want me to repeal anti-trust laws?"
"Amend, not repeal. We'll get into the details later. That's more of a personal thing; the real thing that will inspire confidence, make everygriff who owns a victory bond know that it is as good as cold hard cash, is ironically not even something you'll have to pay for."
"And what's that?"
"There's ample oil and rubber wealth in Colthage we could put to use. With your blessing and a few trade deals to get these resources to market... well, we could start a bit of a black gold rush, you and I: it'll inspire confidence in the economy, and my patriotic associates and I could reinvest some of those profits into more bonds. Why not let those arrogant Colthaginians bankroll our reconstruction?"
"Absolutely not!" exclaimed Raft Wood, "The whole point is to leave that chaotic continent behind us and go our own way. Actually enforcing extraction rights would require us to-"
"My associates will handle that. I assure you, there are plenty of pliable Colthaginians looking to be Sufrit, even if it means hoofing a few wells and plantations over to us. So what do you say, Chief Advisor?"''
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Option conditions
"I suppose there's nothing wrong with our enemies paying reparations..."
 Heavily Monopolised Economy
Through a perfect storm of strongarming the state, war profits, and the gutting of anti-trust laws, a small clique of businessgriffs are rapidly pushing all smaller businesses out of the market. Wages are depressed, price-fixing is ubiquitous, and the public are losing faith in the government.
Heavily Monopolised Economy
Through a perfect storm of strongarming the state, war profits, and the gutting of anti-trust laws, a small clique of businessgriffs are rapidly pushing all smaller businesses out of the market. Wages are depressed, price-fixing is ubiquitous, and the public are losing faith in the government.
Partially Monopolised Economy
The weakening of anti-trust laws has allowed monopolies to form in key industries. Prices are up and wages are down, although corporate profits have never been higher.
 Developing the Zarantian Oilfields
Major Hippogriff industrialists are investing large sums in developing Zarantian oilfields.
"Fine. But if you lose control, we won't bail you out."
Developing the Zarantian Oilfields
Major Hippogriff industrialists are investing large sums in developing Zarantian oilfields.
Heavily Monopolised Economy
Through a perfect storm of strongarming the state, war profits, and the gutting of anti-trust laws, a small clique of businessgriffs are rapidly pushing all smaller businesses out of the market. Wages are depressed, price-fixing is ubiquitous, and the public are losing faith in the government.
Heavily Monopolised Economy
Through a perfect storm of strongarming the state, war profits, and the gutting of anti-trust laws, a small clique of businessgriffs are rapidly pushing all smaller businesses out of the market. Wages are depressed, price-fixing is ubiquitous, and the public are losing faith in the government.
Partially Monopolised Economy
The weakening of anti-trust laws has allowed monopolies to form in key industries. Prices are up and wages are down, although corporate profits have never been higher.
"Very well, as long as you can keep control down there."
Heavily Monopolised Economy
Through a perfect storm of strongarming the state, war profits, and the gutting of anti-trust laws, a small clique of businessgriffs are rapidly pushing all smaller businesses out of the market. Wages are depressed, price-fixing is ubiquitous, and the public are losing faith in the government.
Heavily Monopolised Economy
Through a perfect storm of strongarming the state, war profits, and the gutting of anti-trust laws, a small clique of businessgriffs are rapidly pushing all smaller businesses out of the market. Wages are depressed, price-fixing is ubiquitous, and the public are losing faith in the government.
Partially Monopolised Economy
The weakening of anti-trust laws has allowed monopolies to form in key industries. Prices are up and wages are down, although corporate profits have never been higher.
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Zumidian Independence
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- Raft Wood made good on his promise. The boy king Zamni reappeared one day, and the regency council said that meant it was finally time. The Hippogriffs did not part on good terms, but Raft would honour his word.
The Zumidians would let him use the port of Ain Trotgourait to transport supplies and troops to keep a lid on the enemies they'd defeated in the North Zebrican War, and Aris would pay reparations to Zumidia for the damage they had done, and to rebuild Zumidian infrastructure which had been devastated in the war.
Azrael was appointed ambassador to Aris for as long as diplomatic relations remained between the two nations. The Zumidian resented having to leave his home to work in Aris, but was pragmatic enough to know that Zumidia would be better off maintaining at least cordial relations with their former occupiers, lest they end up occupied again.
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- Country flag HIP_promised_ZUM_independence is set
- At long last, Aris was ready to depart from Zumidia. The boy king Zamni reappeared one day, and the regency council said that meant it was finally time for a withdrawal. The Hippogriffs did not part on good terms, but Raft was mostly just glad to see the end of the mandate debacle.
The only part of Zumidia still under Hippogriff control would be the port district of Ain Trotgourait, which the Zumidians would let them use transport supplies and troops to keep a lid on the enemies they'd defeated in the North Zebrican War. The regency council was well aware that it was also in their interests to prevent their enemies from returning and seeking to conquer them.''
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Farewell to Zumidia!
 Funding Zumidia
Help from Hippogriffia
Good riddance.
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A Routine Operation
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The day was growing old in the camp for the Arisian Third Guard Corps. The Third had been assigned to insurgency suppression around the town of Firstport, and had made camp around a cluster of hills.
Colonel Whistle Thorn was proud of his new post. He had been a corporal during the war and had earned medals for his bravery. Now he had been placed in charge of keeping peace in his corner of Chiropterra. The insurgents were many, but he trusted his troops, and even more so, he trusted the Hippogriff spirit.
A Lieutenant pushed his way through the tent flaps.
"Sir," said the lieutenant, "The second platoon is back."
Colonel Thorn stood and smiled, "Of course! How did the mission go? I bet they gave the bats a run for their money! I wish I could have been there with them-"
"Colonel!" the Lieutenant snapped, "The Platoon sustained 67% casualties. Forty-seven are dead, and seventeen wounded. They followed your mission plan to the letter, and walked straight into an ambush! Your plan to take the heights around Firstport put them in firing range of a mortar emplacement. They proceeded down the other side of the heights, leaving the dead on the hill. They approached Firstport and tried to clear the roadblock you had marked as the objective."
The Lieutenant paused, "There was a machine gun." Colonel Thorn was speechless, but the Lieutenant kept hitting, "They tried to withdraw, but there were snipers on the hills. No bodies were recovered... Colonel, how should I report the operation to High Command?"
Thorn gestured for the officer to leave. Sitting down at the table, he looked upon his plan. So meticulous, relying on the idea that they were the victorious power, that they were here to clean up, not win another war. He watched as all the lines made sense, how he failed them so terribly, how he was vain and foolish to think he could expect everything to just work out.
He couldn't let himself fail them again, so he drew his gun, and added one more casualty to the list.
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We're losing too many good griffs.
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The Phalanx Revolt
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Crack Lightning staggered into his war room. It wasn't his regular one; this one was a glorified storage closet, tucked away in a small bunker. But it sufficed. The single incandescent bulb in the room flickering, he read through the reports.
Of course this had happened. He'd known the Phalanx wouldn't take his surrender well; he'd known they were two-bit thugs who'd turn on him at the first sign of weakness. At least a few units were still loyal. He almost thought he could hear the distant gunfire: Razorbeak's army units reminding his erstwhile enforcers that The Ace was still in charge. He didn't need them, in the end. Now that the Phalanx were an outlaw organization, minus a few units he'd pardon, he could use them as a scapegoat. Yes, he could still turn this around. He could still keep control.
The reports were mostly good: the Phalanx had been cleared out of Mount Aris, their leadership was in disarray after their attempted takeover in Seaquestria had completely fizzled, they still held Starfield but wouldn't for long... he leafed to the section on high-level dissidents. Of course, this would have to be updated. Now that his Phalanx had turned on him, could anygriff really be trusted? Still, the report showed that the high-level dissidents were all accounted for; Hard Line, Silverstream, Starry Eyes... He noticed a line. Crack Lightning's bodyguards rushed in as he sputtered:
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"Where in Tartarus is Princess Skystar?!"
 Postwar Crisis
Defeat in the North Zebrican War has caused a crisis of faith in the government.
Postwar Crisis
Defeat in the North Zebrican War has caused a crisis of faith in the government.
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Hostage Situation
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Crack Lightning never thought it would end this way. The palace had been secured, the Phalanx rebellion had been mopped up, the strike leaders had been identified. Everything was going according to plan, and then this. Skystar, a BAR, and a platoon of mutinous soldiers taking him hostage in his own villa. Of course, it wasn't just them. How could two dozen armed hippogriffs make it to him without firing a shot? No, his own guards had deserted him. One of the few loyal ones lay unconscious on the floor, stunned by the strike of a rifle-butt.
"So what's your game, now, hmm?" Crack Lightning asked the Princess, "Do you think you can just take over Aris by killing me?"
"Nope!" Skystar chimed, "I was more thinking you'd give it over to me."
"And then everything would just fall into place?"
"Yep! Face it, nogriff likes you, Crack, and they want Harmony back. Your Phalanx has turned on you, the military doesn't like you because you lost the war, and don't even get me started on the workers! Other than that Razorbeak fellow-"
"Who has standing orders to storm this compound if she loses contact with me. I have long been aware of the threat of kidnapping, Princess."
"Oh I know! She should be here in like twenty minutes, at the rate she's driving."
"So what now?"
"Now, you take that radio on your desk and you tell Razorbeak to stand down. You take that radio, and you broadcast a speech - don't worry, I wrote you one - telling the people of Aris that you are sorry, that you failed them all, and that you are stepping down and immediately releasing all of the political prisoners. All of my friends."
"And if I don't?"
"I would cock this gun, but I did that five minutes ago."
"You wouldn't."
"I fought the Storm King's retinue. I assure you, I would."
Crack Lightning took the microphone. He knew he was out of options, and one way or another he would never see his dream of a mighty Aris realized. He took a deep breath, then addressed his subordinate.
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"Razorbeak, stand down."
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"Razorbeak, storm the compound. Skystar is--"
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A Friendly Meeting
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Rear Admiral Skybolt Spear poured over the designs for a new submarine. Better armed, better secured against breaches, faster, and longer ranged, it would make a great ship. He hoped to see it put into production soon.
"Hello, Rear Admiral," a curt voice called from the door. "May I come in?"
"E-enter," he replied, a chill already settling down his spine. Colonel Razorbeak walked in, a slight smile on her face. "To what do I owe the pleasure, Colonel?"
"I've been talking with some of your sailors. As you know I head the Phalanx, and so part of that job is to listen to military griffs who are in it. These sailors are, well, a little nervous."
"Nervous? About what?" Skybolt could feel sweat condensing on the back of his neck. Talking with Razorbeak was terrifying, as she looked straight into your eyes, never looked away, and hardly ever seemed to blink.
"About your loyalty." She put a claw on his desk. "Now, I'm not. You've served admirably against our enemies. But, they think that since you're old friends with Posada and thought about running away to Stalliongrad, you might not be reliable if we went to war with Stalliongrad."
"I... what should I do?" Skybolt asked.
Razorbeak shrugged. "This isn't an official visit from the Phalanx or anything, Mr. Spear. This is one commander giving another some information to help him lead. If you want ideas, you could try publicly renouncing your socialist past, and praising the Ace. Taking the Basics of Solidarist Theory course could be good too. But it's your call. I'm just here to check in with you. Aris Eternal, Rear Admiral." She turned, and left as quickly as she came.
"Aris Eternal," he mumbled as she walked out.
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Skybolt shuddered.
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Hippogriffia Demands Cross Island
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After perfunctory diplomatic overtures, [HIP.GetNameDEF] has decided sent ultimatum, in the form of a large fleet of warships parked just off the coast of Cross Island. The demand is simple: cede Cross Island and the islands around it to the Hippogriffs, or face the wrath of their armies. The Aris armada is the dominant naval power in the region and their armies far outstrip our own. So while a few clamour to defend our independence, many in our government see no hope of victory and suggest we back down.
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Let the hippogriffs have their damn island.
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Absolutely not!
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We have always been at war with Phalangist Aris.
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Hippogriffia Offers to Purchase Eldoran and Boltaire
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[HIP.GetNameDefCap] has presented us with an intriguing offer. Citing needs of national defence and naval situations in the Middle Sea, they propose to purchase the tiny islands of Eldoran and Boltaire for use as naval bases, in exchange for permanent extraction rights to the rubber of Karamane. Losing these islands would be insignificant to us, as we would still have Cross Island, while the rubber of Karamane represents a substantial prize. There are some within our government however who object to any deal with [HIP.GetName], beneficial though it may be.
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Sounds like a deal!
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Crack Lightning is no friend of ours. (Nothing) AI logic:
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Hippogriffia Demands Summer Islands
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After perfunctory diplomatic overtures, [HIP.GetNameDEF] has decided sent ultimatum, in the form of a large fleet of warships parked just off the coast of Summer Islands. The demand is simple: cede the Summer Islands to the Hippogriffs, or face the wrath of their armies. The Aris armada is the dominant naval power in the region and their armies far outstrip our own. So while a few clamour to defend our independence, many in our government see no hope of victory and suggest we back down.
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Let the hippogriffs have their damn islands.
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Absolutely not!
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Hippogriffia Offers to Purchase Summer Islands
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[HIP.GetNameDefCap] has presented us with an intriguing offer. Citing needs of national defence and naval situations in the Celestial Ocean, they propose to purchase the archipelago of the Summer Islands for use as naval bases, in exchange for permanent extraction rights to the rubber of Zrumqi. Losing these islands would be insignificant to us, as we would still have Cross Island, while the rubber of Zrumqi represents a substantial prize. There are some within our government however who object to any deal with [HIP.GetName], beneficial though it may be.
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Sounds like a deal!
AI logic:
Crack Lightning is no friend of ours. (Nothing) AI logic:
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Theory and Praxis
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It was a quiet reform. Henceforth, in addition to all of the standard classes at the academies, all commissioned officers would be required to take a semester-long course entitled "Basics of Solidarist Theory", with reading assignments of the Ace's writings. His Doctrine of Solidarism was the central text, but also read was his critique of Marksism, his critique of Harmony, and his essay on the importance of national unity. Although currently-serving officers were not required to take the course, if they were to return to the academy the semester would be covered by the state as long as they passed the course.
This course, although designed to be easy, was of paramount importance to Crack's plans. He knew that a full-on purge of non-Solidarist elements of the military would be disastrous, crippling the capability of Aris to project power and potentially sparking a civil war. So instead, he provided a gentle nudge to ensure that in the future, the armed forces would assist the Phalanx itself as the exemplars of Arisian ideals, and perhaps his successor would come from within their ranks. In the meantime, understanding why they were fighting would keep officers resilient against bribes or cowardice.
The professors teaching the course, naturally, were all either members of or ardent supporters of the Phalanx. Although harmonist and leftist professors were still permitted to teach classes on military theory, only the most ideologically pure could be counted on to teach classes on political theory.
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"Turn to Page 27, where the Ace debunks permanent peace..."
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Victory Day
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Crack waved out to the assembled crowd. This was what he'd always wanted. This was what he'd imitated during the heady days of Aris First's rise to power. Oh what Raft Wood would say, if he could see the spectacle Crack Lightning could put on with the entire Arisian state at his beck and call!
Below him, the tanks rolled and the Phalangists marched, with more flying overhead, bearing ceremonial tridents. Razorbeak had drilled them well, his most faithful followers. Enemy prisoners were marched alongside the tanks and the troops, close to the crowd so that the gathered civilians could hurl abuse at them. The children strained at the cordons to get close enough to spit on the hated enemies. High above, the fighters of the Arisian airforce flew by. Crack Lightning saluted them, basking in the adoration of his soldiers and letting himself get swept up by the spectacle for just a moment. This ceremony would be repeated every year from now on, a Fourth Day of Freedom to eclipse all others.
At the height of the ceremony, the Phalangists stopped their marching and their aerial acrobatics, standing and hovering stark still and saluting The Ace.
"Victory! Victory! Victory!" they chanted, and the chant was soon echoed all across Mount Aris, drowning out the winds of Harmonising Heights and even the twelve-gun salute of the artillery corps.
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"Victory! Victory! Victory!"
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The Art of Forgetting
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Crack Lightning had won, that much was clear. But there was still so much work to be done. He had gathered several of the old campaign agents from the Aris First days, and had a folder for each of them. These were not the bloodthirsty Phalanx brutes; these griffs were more tactful.
Their folders contained lists. Lists of books, lists of authors, lists of librarians, lists of archives, lists of potentates in the relevant syndicates. They were to affect a gradual purge of certain notions from the historical record. Revised editions would be published. Archival material would get lost or damaged. For a few key texts, critical editions would have to be written with refuting annotations, and archival material "discovered" to back up those refutations. New official histories would be compiled. Outright book bannings were too blunt an instrument; Crack had the luxury of time.
The goal was collective forgetting. The roots of Harmony went deep in Aris' history, and for all his traditionalist rhetoric, Crack Lightning had affected a revolution. Now the task was to gradually make his creatures forget that history, in order to prevent regress.
The wars of old would be centered in the historical record. The characters and thoughts of ancient rulers would be re-framed. Harmony, it would turn out, was not so deeply rooted after all. Crack Lightning had merely woken us up from a brief moment of weakness, and returned us to what we were always meant to be. Novo's soft-finned Harmonic rule, it would turn out, was the exception. Hard-hearted and iron-clawed rule, patriotism, militarism... these were the rule.
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The Chiropterran Occupation
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Crack Lightning swirled the bourbon around in his glass, appreciating its aroma.
"Chiropterra," he mused, "Chiropterra, Chiropterra. Such a beautiful state. Every single creature, united in purpose, working towards the greater good. It is a pity, that to fulfil our destiny we had to stifle theirs, but such is the way of the world."
"Sir?" asked Razorbeak as Crack Lightning paused his speech with a drawn-out sip, "The task at claw?"
"Yes, yes, of course. Razorbeak, you wanted to fill the vacancy for military governor of Chiropterra. I assume you know the rather gruesome nature of your predecessor's departure. So, tell me your plans for the occupation."
"Well," began Razorbeak, "I will start by reducing work quotas. In many districts, the work quotas could drop by as much as fifty percent. I'll ensure that each district is run according to the highest standards: abolish child labour, provide medical care, increase food rations. Drop the death rate; as long as they think they're dead anyways they'll do anything to avenge themselves. Then the matter of reprisals. When terrorist attacks happened, my predecessor would order indiscriminate reprisals, no sense of proportionality. I will set clear rules: when they kill one of ours, we kill one of theirs, preferably chosen from those most likely to have aided the insurgents. Clear rules, clear consequences; justice, not malevolence. I will make sure every community knows that it is the resistance endangering their lives, not us."
Crack raised an eyebrow. "My my," he drawled, "Razorbeak, I am impressed. You'll turn your predecessor's failure into an asset. I remember back when we started all this I'd expect you to say 'crack down harder,' but you've gained quite an appreciation for the more precise use of force. You've come a long way, Razorbeak."
Razorbeak smiled, pleased with herself. Crack thought about it for another minute, then knocked back the last of his drink.
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"Alright Razorbeak, you got the job. Get me results."
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The Warzenan Question
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The below descriptions are available for this event.
The following description is used if:
- [Scope]Mayirzim (743):
- [SCOPE]State owner:
- At least one of the following is true:
- Is Hippogriffia
- Is a subject of Hippogriffia
- Is
- At least one of the following is true:
- [SCOPE]State owner:
- Crack Lightning had always had a special place in his heart for the Warzenans. They were religious dualists, much like Arisians, and indeed Crack believed most of the best parts of their culture could be traced back to Arisian influence. They were civilised, and despite what Pan-Zonician posturers said, they were wholly different in blood and spirit from the ungrateful Zumidians and the vile Colthaginians.
Indeed, Crack Lightning has big plans for the Warzenan role within the Hegemony. They are to be local administrators, shopkeeps and overseers keeping the Hegemony running smoothly and keeping the other zebras in line. A privileged position, but every Warzenan will know that their prosperity is granted by the Hippogriffs, and should the Hegemony fall, they would surely perish with it as their savage neighbours turn on the most visible enforcers of Hippogriff rule.
There is only one question. Will the Warzenan homeland be incorporated as an administrative division of the mainland territories, or will Crack Lightning grant them their own state? Not an independent state of course, but something to be proud of. A flag to swear allegiance to, a leader to put their trust in.
The following description is used if:
- None of:
- [Scope]Mayirzim (743):
- [SCOPE]State owner:
- At least one of the following is true:
- Is Hippogriffia
- Is a subject of Hippogriffia
- Is
- At least one of the following is true:
- [SCOPE]State owner:
- [Scope]Mayirzim (743):
Kingdom of Warzena:
- Exists
- Is an independent nation
- Crack Lightning had always had a special place in his heart for the Warzenans. They were religious dualists, much like Arisians, and indeed Crack believed most of the best parts of their culture could be traced back to Arisian influence. They were civilised, and despite what Pan-Zonician posturers said, they were wholly different in blood and spirit from the ungrateful Zumidians and the vile Colthaginians.
Indeed, Crack Lightning has big plans for the Warzenan role within the Hegemony. They are to be local administrators, shopkeeps and overseers keeping the Hegemony running smoothly and keeping the other zebras in line. A privileged position, but every Warzenan will know that their prosperity is granted by the Hippogriffs, and should the Hegemony fall, they would surely perish with it as their savage neighbours turn on the most visible enforcers of Hippogriff rule.
With Hippogriff ascendancy rising over North Zebrica, it was time to bring these noble creatures into the fold. Crack was confident they would accept their place, and if not... well, their pride might be well-deserved, but it had limits. They were to be a cornerstone of The Hegemony, and Crack would not allow that cornerstone to refuse its role.
The following description is used if:
- None of:
- [Scope]Mayirzim (743):
- [SCOPE]State owner:
- At least one of the following is true:
- Is Hippogriffia
- Is a subject of Hippogriffia
- Is
- At least one of the following is true:
- [SCOPE]State owner:
- [Scope]Mayirzim (743):
- Kingdom of Warzena:
- At least one of the following is true:
- Does not exist
- Is a subject nation
- At least one of the following is true:
- Crack Lightning had always had a special place in his heart for the Warzenans. They were religious dualists, much like Arisians, and indeed Crack believed most of the best parts of their culture could be traced back to Arisian influence. They were civilised, and despite what Pan-Zonician posturers said, they were wholly different in blood and spirit from the ungrateful Zumidians and the vile Colthaginians.
Indeed, Crack Lightning has big plans for the Warzenan role within the Hegemony. They are to be local administrators, shopkeeps and overseers keeping the Hegemony running smoothly and keeping the other zebras in line. A privileged position, but every Warzenan will know that their prosperity is granted by the Hippogriffs, and should the Hegemony fall, they would surely perish with it as their savage neighbours turn on the most visible enforcers of Hippogriff rule.
With Hippogriff ascendancy rising over North Zebrica and the Warzenans languishing under foreign tyranny, The Ace has begun agitating to liberate "our [WAR.GetAdjective] friends." He has even managed to convince their deposed king to form a government in exile within Aris, ready for a grand restoration once the savages had been dealt with.''
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Option conditions
If they can govern the other zebras, they can govern themselves.
 Fascist Influence
Fascist pressure has made fascism very popular, and the country is susceptible to align with other fascists.
AI logic:
They are our subjects by right of conquest.
AI logic:
They will see reason.
We will crush them soon enough.
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The Question of Colthage
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The defeat of the Colthaginians has left us in a difficult situation. The territory is huge and geographically diverse, with a million flavours of revanchism and anti-Arisian sentiment running rampant all over. In addition, there is such political instability within Colthage that it is difficult to control even for their own government. Worse yet, almost nocreature in Colthage wants to cooperate with the occupiers, save for a couple obviously-corrupt opportunists.
Raft Wood saw two options at this point. Outright withdrawal practically invited Colthage to attack us again, so that was out of the question. The first, proposed by Moonfeather, would appoint the politician Zaron Zorrel as the new Sufrit. He was well-liked by the landowners of Colthage, and could probably pay enough bribes to keep the peace. He had offered various businessgriffs control of Colthage's largest rubber and oil sources, and Moonfeather insisted he would be able to keep the peace and help Hippogriffia's economy recover.
The risk of that is that if our puppet should be overthrown, no doubt whoever came to power would rally the populace to exact revenge on Aris. The other option is to use the regional divides within Colthage to end the Colthaginian threat permanently. Split Colthage up into several regional republics, putting Zorrel in charge of only the city of Colthage and leaving the rest to their own devices. This would let us keep a closer eye on Zorrel and his backers, and would mean fewer hippogriffs having to set foot in Colthage. It would also mean less influence for Plumage Moonfeather and his plutocrats. The risk was that this guarantees regional instability and possibly bloodshed for years to come.
But is that really our problem?
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Zaron Zorrel will keep the peace.
Let's redraw some borders...
 Colthage Shattered
Colthage lies broken. Until we are reunified, we will endure chaos and misery.
Colthage Shattered
Colthage lies broken. Until we are reunified, we will endure chaos and misery.
Colthage Shattered
Colthage lies broken. Until we are reunified, we will endure chaos and misery.
Colthage Shattered
Colthage lies broken. Until we are reunified, we will endure chaos and misery.
Colthage Shattered
Colthage lies broken. Until we are reunified, we will endure chaos and misery.
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Being the Good Guy
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Crack Lightning wasn't used to the world press praising him as a liberator of creatures, and yet here he was. Well, that wasn't entirely true. In the first few weeks after his victory over Chiropterra, the Equestrian and Aquileian papers had nothing but praise for him, but they'd quickly soured the moment he'd started to do what was necessary to properly subjugate them. Typical journalists.
With MARESOC, however, it was different. As the last inner party members outside the impregnable Ministry of Truth building were brought to the gallows, Crack shook the hoof of the reporter who had just finished giving him a fawning interview for the Manehattan Times.
Duke Haygle, the eminent philosopher Crack had found - surprisingly - still alive after the liberation of Sunset and had selected to lead the reconstruction of New Mareland, had no great love of individual liberty. But the program for his first years in office were almost all that: liberation. Rights restored, prisoners rehabilitated, abuses avenged... it was hard not to be seen as liberators after casting down a tyranny as ridiculous as The Party.
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Sometimes it feels nice to be the good guy.
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Operation: Telegraph Mission Briefing
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Greetings, Commodore. As you know, the Ace has geostrategic reasons to want the isle of Puerto Caballo brought under the Hegemony's control. He has equally pressing reasons to, in spite of their current situation in the Great War, avoid a formal declaration of war on Equestria at all costs. This is where you come in.
Our own intelligence services have cooperated with VOPS to work out a plan to cause a communications blackout between Puerto Caballo and Equestria. Seaponies will cut phone and telegraph lines, mail boats and planes will be intercepted, and we will send false messages via magical communication methods.
We estimate this will give three weeks to take the island before the Equestrians can muster a response. After that, the Ace will have to call off the entire Operation. This message will of course be burned and from here on out, only your signature will be on future orders. Therefore, you will be branded a rogue officer and immediately court-martialled should you fail, thus averting war with Equestria.
Should you succeed before communications are reestablished, given the state of the Great War and our naval power we have full confidence that the Equestrians will not dare to try and retake Puerto Caballo. You will of course be rewarded. You have sole discretion on whether to proceed with Operation: Telegraph.
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The Iron Dice will roll.
Disrupted Communications
The state of the nation's communication infrastructure is in complete disarray. To the outside world, we are simply a black hole of chaos and uncertainty. Under these circumstances, foreign governments are very reluctant to intervene.
AI logic:
This is too risky.
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Operation: Ras
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In the last few weeks, pressure has been mounting on our government. The Hippogriff navy has been conducting "very dangerous naval wargames" off our coast, and "humbly suggested" we keep our ships in port until they were complete. At the exact same time, mass demonstrations of pro-hippogriff sentiment flooded our streets, with agitators calling on us to "join our liberators."
They denounced [ABY.GetLeader] for failing to protect our independence from [WNG.GetNameDef], and for accepting hippogriff help but then refusing their generous offer to return Purrsia and Katren to us.
This came as news to [ABY.GetLeader], who soon learned that the hippogriffs had promulgated rumours that he had refused a "generous offer" to return all territory taken from [ABY.GetName] by Wingbardy in exchange for concessions. Just as he was trying to get to the bottom of it, the hippogriff ambassador did indeed present an offer to return the lost territories... in exchange for concessions which would make [ABY.GetName] little more than a client state of [HIP.GetName].
At that point, with crowds outside the capitol demanding he accept, [ABY.GetLeader] put the last pieces together. The de facto blockade, the rumours, the agitation, they were all meant to force his paw into accepting Arisian military presence and economic control over his country without a single shot fired. Refusal would mean disaster: No doubt [HIP.GetName] already had war plans in place for his refusal.
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Option conditions
Very well. We accept.
AI logic:
Break up these agitators and prepare for war.
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Small Mercies
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There was a store in barrack 268, where you could get everything you needed. There used to be many stores, but now there was only one, and all the products said "Made in Aris." Gisgo didn't like the shopkeep, a Warzenan placed there by some Hippogriff bureaucrat, but today he really needed something. He had seen it on the shelves: antibiotic tablets, made in Hippogriffia. Colthage used to make its own antibiotics, and they were quite good, but the pharmacists and the alchemists had been moved to another barrack somewhere, or perhaps they were dead. Gisgo didn't know, and he didn't like to trust rumours.
"One bottle of sulfa tablets," Gisgo said.
"There are none," said the shopkeeper.
"But, my brother! He was injured in the foundry!" Gisgo sputtered over his words, "If he doesn't get antibiotics, he could lose his leg! He could die even!"
"There are none," said the shopkeeper," the shipment was cut off because a rebel killed a Hippogriff in this barrack last week. It is not safe to transport things here, so there are none."
Gisgo nearly leapt on the Warzenan, he nearly called him a liar. But he did not. Instead, Gisgo looked at the shopkeep sad eyes, and knew that the shopkeep was as powerless as he.
"Is there no other way?" Gisgo asked. The shopkeep spoke:
"In barrack 271, there is a zebra who still practices alchemy. Phameas, her name. Seek her out, but do not tell anyone where you heard of her. I did not tell you to go to another barrack. I did not tell you her name. I told you there were no antibiotics in barrack 268, and nothing more."
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The Prodigal Businessgriff
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"The idiot..." Raft Wood muttered to himself as he glared at the message on his desk. A message imploring him to send the military to Zarantia in order to protect the oil wells and deal with the locals harassing Moonfeather's operations. The desperation was obvious in the tone of the message. Clearly Moonfeather bit off more than he could chew, thinking his mercenaries could face a determined enemy. If it was up to Wood he would have left the continent to its own devices a long time ago, but with the discovery of oil that notion died thanks to Moonfeather's greed.
Now he was obliged to help his conniving "partner" who had been a thorn in his side since the end of the war, forcing Wood to appease him with pro-business policies and giving Moonfeather precedence in any economic developments he wanted his claws in. Doing so allowed the business community's compliance in reaching Wood's dream of autarky in the nation, but to their advantage. It was proving to be stifling for Wood who wanted to reach his goal with no strings attached.
But what if Moonfeather was no longer a problem?
The thought stopped Wood's pacing in his office. Moonfeather's removal would open many doors. He would be free to enact any economic policies, allowing him to craft Hippogriffia's economy as he deemed fit, without the conflicting, ulterior dictations of the various self-serving corporations. The economy would finally serve the nation alone. But at the same time if Moonfeather survived he would definitely make life difficult for Wood. Removing Moonfeather's influence from the business community would also be difficult and they would resist any policies that weren't "pro-business", it might be easier to just keep Moonfeather, seeing as he had the ear of the businesses and knew the intricacies of the economy better than anyone. A handy, if irritating, ally to have when rebuilding a nation.
Raft went back to his desk, formulating his response...
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Moonfeather is too valuable to lose.
AI logic:
Moonfeather is on his own.
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Festival of Migraines
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Raft Wood could feel an oncoming headache through the blaring of seashell trumpets, thumping of clam drums and beating of coral xylophones. This state subsidized culture festival was proving to be quite the endurance challenge for him as he couldn't stand the corny upbeat music contrasted with the grim paintings surrounding him.
Most of the paintings, painted by veterans of the war, showcased war-torn landscapes, portraits of soldiers or battle scenes riddled with the corpses of friend and foe alike. Some of the paintings were less bleak, some were confusing abstract artworks and some calm landscapes of the countryside.
The music, on the other fin, wasn't as diverse. Bands would come and go from the stage set in the middle of the festival but they all played cheery music, whether patriotic anthems espousing the values and achievements of the nation or catchy ballads telling some captivating story of a hero saving the day.
This combination of the arts was making Raft miserable. He would rather be alone in his office, addressing the pile of paperwork waiting for him. Instead, he had to attend this festival to show the state's support in reviving Hippogriffian culture.
The sound of a pair of hooves stomping to the sound of the beat directly to his right reminded him that he wasn't entirely alone in this excursion. Unlike Raft's sour demeanour, Violet Facade was thoroughly enjoying this event, singing along with the crowd, buying souvenirs from the various vendors at the festival and spending a fair amount of time looking at artworks that piqued her interest.
Raft could only shake his head, amused at his colleague's merriment.
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"At least one of us is having fun."
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The Wayward Princess
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Raft Wood waited in his office for Princess Skystar. Despite the fact that he held all the cards, he was still nervous. She had recently delivered several inflammatory addresses calling for his removal. With the Aris First convention looming, he had to make sure she was accounted for. Five minutes after their scheduled meeting time, Skystar swam in, glancing back and forth between Raft and Violet Facade.
"I'm just gonna say," began the Princess, "I don't regret anything I said, and you can't intimidate me into stopping. I am going to keep calling for your removal until you're gone, and when I'm Queen I'll have the power to fire every member of Aris First."
Raft set his jaw. "Princess, what you've been saying would get anypony else arrested. You've attacked the basic faith in Arisian institutions, called for foreign powers to intervene in our politics, spread misinformation-"
"You might control what reaches my mom's ears but you don't control what's true!"
"As I was saying, you've spread misinformation. The royal family currently cannot be prosecuted, but I'm sure there are certain reformists who argue that nopony should be above the law..."
"We have no wish to force a confrontation between the crown and Her Majesty's Government," added Violet Facade, "But you are actively promoting discord."
"You're bluffing. My mom would never side with you over me if you tried to arrest me."
"I wouldn't be so sure," countered Violet, "Nonetheless, we are poised to pass a law which will effectively outlaw assisting you, reprinting your addresses or attending your events. You're turning into a demagogue, Skystar, and I know how to handle demagogues."
"Even if you do, I'll still be able to dismantle all this bigotry you call Harmony the minute I become queen."
"Fine then," said Raft, "Now, I know where you stand. We will have to do this the hard way. Remember, Princess, there is ample precedent for a princess to be left uncoronated, if they are unfit for the crown. Prince Greenreef, for example, in 672 ALB, was deemed unfit due to his uncontrolled temper, leading to a regency council of ten years. And between what you've said in public and what you've said here, we have ample material to do just that. I don't want to bring this up with Novo, so I would suggest you not force my fin."
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Skystar stormed out.
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A Conventional Start
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Raft Wood had founded the Aris First committee, had defined much of its strategy in the early days. In a very real way, although Crack Lightning provided the raw charisma and some of the boldest moves, Raft Wood had been the mastermind behind their campaign. It was his connections, his political acumen, which kept them respectable enough to be viewed as a legitimate option to form a government, and his organizational skills which had gotten them off the ground.
Now, Crack Lightning was imprisoned for Anti-Harmonic Terrorism. Huge swathes of the movement had been disgraced, sacked or jailed. What did they stand for, without the North Zebrican War to keep what was left of them together?
That was what this convention was supposed to be about: uniting Aris First behind a new platform. But as the delegates, officials and organizers filed in, as they took their seats and Raft saw the gaps in their ranks, he couldn't help but wonder if there was any Aris First left to unite.
Raft Wood gave a perfunctory opening address, smiling slightly at the disappointed look on the reporters' faces in the press gallery as he finished. No doubt they'd expected something more, something bold, but that wasn't why he was here. He was here to discover the new Aris First, if such a thing even existed, not to create it himself. The next days would determine the direction of Aris First... and whether Raft Wood's government would pay any heed to that direction.
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Let's get started...
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A Dull Day
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The first day of the convention came to a close, with nothing accomplished. The presence of AHAC agents, particularly with Violet Facade at Raft's right fin, meant that everypony there spoke in circles around issues. Normally-fiery orators instead swam gently around their own positions, careful to distance themselves from the long list of positions currently or potentially deemed anti-Harmonic.
The result was that nopony took a strong stance on anything, nopony's minds were changed, and very few votes on policies were even called. Crack Lightning, Zumidia, the fiasco in Chiropterra, the rocky relationship between the government and the monarchy... not a single one of them was mentioned.
Raft could keep it like this. He could simply let the convention affirm some uncontroversial principles, and give himself a free fin on what actually mattered. That wasn't what he wanted, but at least the AHAC agents were keeping out the worst case scenario: the convention devolving into some kind of brawl or schism.
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There will be no AHAC agents on the second day.
AI logic:
A monitored convention is a polite convention.
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We Love the Queen Day
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The topics of the convention remained largely uncontroversial, as expected. By the third day, some delegates had sent their regrets, and the press gallery was noticeably thinned.
In an awkward moment, a resolution was passed unanimously congratulating the Queen for her leadership of the nation and reaffirming the government's commitment to the line of Novo. Raft Wood couldn't contradict them, despite his private feud with Princess Skystar, as officially he served at Her Majesty's pleasure. Nothing substantive came of the resolution, other than a general feeling that they had been good seaponies.
It was clear, now, that this convention was a waste of time. Propriety was the order of the day, everypony trying to be more polite, trying to ingratiate themselves with Raft Wood and Violet to try and get a small, personal share of the postwar world. But Aris First, the movement, had lost that spark which had made it so powerful. Perhaps it was for the best. Perhaps there was no way to have populism without fascism. And at least now he'd be able to keep Aris First in line.
When Raft returned to his office after the last day of the convention, he found another letter from Plumage Moonfeather. Something about more "friendly requests." It didn't matter. With Aris First fizzling out, and relations with the monarchy tepid, he'd have to be extra careful from now on. Angering the businessgriff could spell the end of his government.
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Business as usual, then...
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Packing Our Bags
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Initially when Zorca and his family moved to Hippogriffia, as it was then known as, they were full of hope. A stable harmonist nation in which to safely raise their children and where they could live in peace. They were hopeful for their future in their new home. Then the Aris First party came to power...
They soldiered through the upheaval that came with the sudden regime change; they beared the discrimination they faced from their neighbours, born from the regime's xenophobic rants; they stayed when others fled, believing that Aris was their home even if it was under a new government. Zorca's wife, Zabreen, even joined the auxiliaries when the North Zebrican War broke out.
She would pay the ultimate price for an ungrateful government.
Now Zorca was sitting in the empty bedroom, crying about their hopeless situation. Their possessions, as well as another zebra family's, were loaded onto a wagon outside of their home. They had few things left, having sold off most of their possessions in order to fund their journey back to their ancestral homeland. Stifling a sob, he got up and walked out of the bedroom, down the hallway and out of the front door of their former home. Outside, his eldest, Zabreen, was herding her two younger siblings onto the wagon. Along with the same name, she looked and acted just like her mother, she was caring, stubborn...
Zorca looked away before the waterworks started again. He took his place next to Zaneem, the oldest son of the other family. His mother and little brother were already on the wagon. Fastening his harness, he gave a nod to the boy and they started pulling, taking a last glance at the house.
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Hopefully the journey won't be too difficult... (Nothing) | |
The Citizenship Oath
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"Hurry, Zabreen, or we'll be late!" Zorca shouted from the foyer.
"Just a minute!" Zabreen shouted back at her husband.
She went back to the task at hoof, trying to wiggle her stump, all that remained of her right hind leg, into the prosthetic replacement. She refused to let her family members help her, not wanting them to see her in such a vulnerable state. Initially, it was difficult to live with the contraption made of wood and hinges, but she got used to it. Such was the price for stepping on a landmine. After a bit of twisting and pushing it slid into a comfortable position. Satisfied, she got up and joined her family in the front yard. Zorca and Zabreen, her namesake, waited for her outside. Between them was the stroller that carried the sleeping forms of the twins, Zalid and Zulit. Together, they all made their way to the town hall.
They were met with pandemonium as they entered the town hall. Zumidians were everywhere, queueing up, filling out documents and looking for assistance among the dozens of clerks that were moving about, trying to complete their work.
"Corporal Zabreen!" came a shout form the office closest to them. Zabreen turned to see her old commanding officer.
"Lieutenant Clam." she replied, saluting. He returned the salute and ushered her and her family into the office, closing the door behind them.
"How's the leg?" Clam asked as everyone settled.
"Not as good as the original, but at least it doesn't hurt when I bump my knee, so I've got that going for me." she replied. Clam chuckled at the joke. "What're you doing here, sir?"
Clam motioned at the piles paperwork. "I'm here to ensure that all auxiliary veterans receive their citizenship, so if you'll just recite everything this pen-pusher says..." The clerk huffed at the light insult and readied his documents and pen.
Clam moved away from the desk and let Zabreen take his place. She faced the clerk as he cleared his throat.
"Please repeat after me:..."
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"I swear by the sky and I swear by the sea..." (Nothing) | |
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The Communist's Exile
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Razorbeak and Crack Lightning were going over the reports on high level dissidents and potential threats, as they normally did on Tuesdays. Nothing from Silverstream or Skystar, Moonfeather was behaving well, Silversliver had been arrested for public indecency yet again; the two agreed that things were going well, no new repressions would be needed. Everygriff was staying in line.
"Crack?" Razorbeak said as they got near the bottom of the list, "We have a problem. Posada has left Aris."
Crack slumped down, rubbed his eyes. "My Ace?" Razorbeak inquired, "Shall I try to track the ship? I never understood why you didn't let me dispose of her, but there's still time."
"No," said Crack, "There's no need. Bring me some bourbon, and then you can go home."
"Forgive my impertinence, but, are you upset?"
"I am, yes," sighed the dictator of Aris, "An old friend has decided she wants nothing to do with the society I am building. I had always hoped she'd see things my way, when my way triumphed. But no. Let her go, Razorbeak. No doubt she is headed for some frozen wasteland. Stalliongrad perhaps, or Skynavia, if that place even still exists."
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We won't see her again.
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The Letters She Wrote
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There was a locked drawer in Crack Lightning's villa which contained all the letters Posada had written him over their long correspondence. From his inquiries about her miraculous escape from the Storm King to the utopian dreams she had shared when they were friends to the desperate pleas she'd made when he'd joined Aris First.
They had a sentimental value, but a strategic one as well: they were his window into the communist mind, into their impossible goals, their preferred methods, their language, their thought patterns... Posada had shared so much with him, and he had used it to great effect. He had shared very little of his own hopes and plans with her. And that was why he was here, leader of all Aris, and she was on a boat to some frozen socialist hellscape halfway across the world.
Crack Lightning took a sip of bourbon and settled in, carefully unlocking the drawer and pulling out the first letter. As the hours passed and he read each letter in turn, some part of him wondered if he regretted what he'd done. But no. Only the most decadent Harmonist would put one friendship ahead of the good of the nation.
Her letters, the world they described, were Utopian in the regular sense: impossible fantasies which would never see fruition. Her later letters, the pleas, the recriminations, the "This isn't you; you've never cared what hippogriffs wear or what books they read!" were utopian in the Marksist sense: vain appeals to moral platitudes, assuming everygriff was soft-hearted like her. No. Crack Lightning was stronger, more ruthless, and thus fit to lead. And so he did.
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The Ace read the letters until morning, mourning what could have been. (Nothing) | |
The Improving Economy
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The international papers call it "The Arisian Depression," but I'm happy as a duck. Taxes are down for me and my associates, profits are soaring, and Aris is becoming a major exporter of cheap labour.
There are a few agitators who demand "freedom and bread," but we're still way ahead of really poor places like, I don't know, Blackhollow. Yeah. As long as we're not Blackhollow or something like that, there's really nothing to complain about. If you don't like your job you can just leave, and maybe you should have invested in some kinda currency that wouldn't be as easily manipulated as the Seashell if you wanted your savings to not be destroyed by inflation? The creatures who complain, they're the enemy.
No, this is a terrible speech. Let's try again from the top.
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"Foreign reports of an "Arisian Depression" are nothing but lies..."
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Prosperity, Peace, and Happiness
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"My fellow citizens!" the newly appointed Lord Keeper of Aris, Plumage Moonfeather, spoke into the microphone. He had been urged by his benefactors to reassure the populace that everything was under control. It was a lie he was willing to spin in order to appease them.
"Rejoice, for the difficult times are behind us! Our saviours have freed us from the naïve Queen Novo and her harmonist fools, the warmongering Aris First party and the vile communists. Power has been given to the only group who truly cares for your well-being: the job creators." He took a sip of water before continuing. This was going better than he thought.
"Order has been returned to our nation thanks to the efforts of the business sector and our partners across the border. We can now focus on the task at claw: bringing wealth..." He stopped that sentence. Maybe they weren't ready to hear that bit yet...He looked at his notes and continued. The technicians would fix his hiccup.
"...bringing: prosperity, peace and happiness to our nation. We must also focus on educating ourselves on the mistakes we made in our past so that we may not make them again. Only by working with our benefactors will Aris become stronger than it was before."
"Do not fear for the future, my friends! Under my benevolent guidance I will ensure that everyone benefits from the changes that are to come. In time, you will see this new era as a blessing in disguise, you have my word. All I need is your trust and understanding."
"Aris stands strong!"
With that last proclamation the Lord Keeper left the recording studio. The final product would be played nationwide later that night on every public radio frequency. His overlords might have preferred a public speech but at this time too many individuals wanted him dead. It was a risk he wasn't willing to take. He was, however, confident that the people would be on his side after hearing it.
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Well, he IS the Lord Keeper... (Nothing) | |
The New Deal
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"Damn lazy seaponies. There's word that the price of kelp has gone up so high that wages aren't enough to get a decent meal. Some statisticians tell me that average daily caloric intake in both Aris and Seaquestria has been plummeting to the point that malnutrition is becoming endemic. One of them even had the gall to say to my face that it was because of my perfectly-legal currency manipulation. Can any of you believe that?"
Moonfeather's associates hissed at the unnamed bureaucrat. He'd gathered them together in a private suite, because the attempts to deny the Arisian Depression were not working.
"That and the plummeting wages," he continued, "And the so-called regressive taxation policies. Look, we have to pay for war reparations somehow and we don't wanna punish the successful. Still, there's ah, something I'm gonna have to ask you to do."
They looked at him, and they wondered at their kingpin's hesitation.
"This... this can't go on, alright? There's a point at which things get so bad that... Look, the police and our ah, benefactors, will be more than able to prevent any organized uprising, but destitute workers are not productive. And they're unpredictable. One of our esteemed associates isn't here because a homeless hippogriff stabbed him with a screwdriver."
A stunned silence settled over the room. "So, in the interest of our long-term viability, you are all gonna have to sign a new deal with me, and implement a new deal with your workers. We're gonna have to exercise a bit more restraint from now on. We're gonna cut sales taxes too, and start importing food. It's been good these last couple years, but we need to transition to a more sustainable model."
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Is triggered only by
The event “The Improving Economy” option “"Foreign reports of an "Arisian Depression" are nothing but lies..."” |
Starvation is bad for business? Who knew?
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A Promise Fulfilled
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The North Zebrican War had been necessary. Crack Lightning and the recalcitrants in the public and the military had schemed to bring them into the war, and with King Zamni missing and the mandate in tatters Raft could not in good conscience abandon Zumidia. To do so would have been an insult to Queen Novo. And once hippogriff blood had been spilt, dignity and security demanded Aris crush Chiropterra.
But with the war over, the time had come to do what Aris First had always promised. The time had come to leave mainland Zebrica behind and never look back. This meant withdrawing entirely from Warzena, Zarantia, and Tobuck, although Chiropterra would require long-term pacification. For the natives, it meant many different things:
For the Warzenans, it meant a race to Tobuck. Even as their capital lay smoldering and in ruins, the Warzenan army scrambled into the port city, locking it down in street-to-street fighting with the last of the Tobuck mercenaries. The Warzenans could feel pride, even as reconquering the Tobuckians meant thousands more mouths to feed and another city they couldn't afford to rebuild.
For the Tobuckians, it meant a return to Warzenan rule, along with hunger and poverty. The war had devastated the infrastructure, the waters were polluted, and Chiropterran conscription had ruined the meager harvest. It meant more of the same: slum life and foreign rule.
For the Imazeeb, it meant the death of the dream of Zarantia. With Tobuck lost again and the tribes bitterly divided over the grievances accumulated during Chiropterran rule, Umalez Ataghan could no longer rule. She retreated into the desert, joining a mysterious group of nomads led by a stranger named Afsax. The Imazeeb fractured, and most of them reverted to a tribal lifestyle. With their neighbors reduced to poverty by the war, raiding took the place of trading. But Zawgha the Ironbreaker, at least, had her funeral pyre for Zarantia.
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Completing the national focus |
In the end, none of this concerns us.
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Meet the New Boss
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Il Duce no doubt expected the attack on [HIP.GetNameDef] to be a quick victory, a simple landgrab, but we proved him wrong. The Arisian will has proven decisively stronger than the Karthinian, and the trident has eclipsed the fasces as the symbol of national revolution the world over.
Beakolini has been captured, and The Ace is willing to let him rule under Hippogriff supervision. The king of course is too independent-minded and could easily be a thorn in our side, so if Beakolini were allowed to remain in power, it would be under a "Wingbardian Social Republic" entirely dependent on us to keep order.
On the other claw, forgiveness is hardly a sign of strength, and Beakolini is most opportunistic. It might be more prudent to force both him and the king to step down, and let the young and impressionable Gumberto rule. We hear he has several friends already who are amenable to our ideals, and with the right push he could be a pliable puppet.
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Taking the decision “Establish new government in Wingbardy” |
No hard feelings, Giulio.
We're not taking any chances. Long live Gumberto.
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Wingbardy Defeated
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Il Duce no doubt expected the attack on [HIP.GetNameDef] to be a quick victory, a simple landgrab, but we proved him wrong. Our brave soldiers surrounded Beakolini's compound and took the fascist leader prisoner, putting an end to this destructive conflict.
We have appointed the pre-Beakolini leader, Gallo Ventriglio, to lead an interim government. King Garibald Talonuel has agreed to void every law passed during the fascist era and to outlaw the PNF. With that our work is done, and we need not trouble ourselves with the violent Griffonian continent any longer.
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Is triggered only by
Taking the decision “Establish new government in Wingbardy” |
Starvation is bad for business? Who knew?
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Hippogriff Fashion
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Popular New Mareland fashion designer Suri Polomare has come out with a line of clothes based on traditional hippogriff designs, modified to fit the pony body. They were designed in correspondence with hippogriff fashionista Cross Stitch, and have already proven quite popular among New Mareland pegasi and thestrals, who admire the breezy cut and the comfort the designs provide while flying.
Ms. Polomare has even said that she's considering designing another line for griffon customers in New Mareland and Wingbardy, as well as a high-fashion version to present at this year's Fashion Week in Manehattan.
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id 490 - 810
The Boy King
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The below descriptions are available for this event.
The following description is used if:
- Hippogriffia:
- Has completed national focus
“They Have Their Uses”
- Has completed national focus
- Zamni, the boy king of Zumidia, has arrived in Colthage seeking an audience with the Sufrit. During their meeting, he explained in stumbling terms the fate which had befallen his people. Under [HIP.GetLeader], the Hippogriff mandate over Zumidia had turned from benevolent rule into callous exploitation. He explained that the Zumidians invited the Hippogriffs to help them rebuild after the Storm King ravaged their lands, growing tearful as he mentioned the cruel death of his parents at the claws of the Yeti invaders.
"But now," he concluded, "The Hippogriffs have turned out to be just as bad as the Yetis. They're sending my subjects to work in mines, paying them almost nothing and telling us to be grateful! They take our resources, they treat us little better than slaves, and they want us to thank them! So the regency council sent me here to talk to you, Sufrit."
Zamni took a moment, glancing up at the tutour who accompanied him. "My people need help, and they tell me Colthage is a good place now, and that you're a good leader who cares about your citizens. If you'll help us, I- it doesn't matter if I'm king at the end of it. Many of us want to, to rejoin their Zonician brothers and sisters!"
He seemed very proud at finishing his speech. [CTH.GetLeader] thought about his request for some time. The Zarcids had always pushed the Pan-Zonician line, and [CTH.GetLeader] had always thought it just more of their nationalist nonsense. But if many Zumidians truly did want to join Colthage, then perhaps that was the best solution. Of course, while the king was young, he seemed to have a good heart and a quick mind. He would no doubt become a wise ruler one day. After a little more consideration, [CTH.GetLeader] answered the young king.
"Of course. We will liberate Zumidia, by words or by weapons, and once it is over..."
The following description is used if:
- Hippogriffia:
- Has completed national focus
“A Clean Break”
- Has completed national focus
- Zamni, the boy king of Zumidia, has arrived in Colthage seeking an audience with the Sufrit. During their meeting, he explained in stumbling terms the fate which had befallen his people. Under [HIP.GetLeader], the Hippogriff mandate over Zumidia had turned from benevolent rule into callous exploitation. He explained that the Zumidians invited the Hippogriffs to help them rebuild after the Storm King ravaged their lands, growing tearful as he mentioned the cruel death of his parents at the claws of the Yeti invaders.
"But now," he concluded, "The Hippogriffs have turned out to be thieves! They're taking what little we have and saying it's "payment for their trouble." Pretty soon we'll have nothing left! So the regency council sent me here to talk to you, Sufrit."
Zamni took a moment, glancing up at the tutour who accompanied him. "My people need help, and they tell me Colthage is a good place now, and that you're a good leader who cares about your citizens. If you'll help us, I- it doesn't matter if I'm king at the end of it. Many of us want to, to rejoin their Zonician brothers and sisters!"
He seemed very proud at finishing his speech. [CTH.GetLeader] thought about his request for some time. The Zarcids had always pushed the Pan-Zonician line, and [CTH.GetLeader] had always thought it just more of their nationalist nonsense. But if many Zumidians truly did want to join Colthage, then perhaps that was the best solution. Of course, while the king was young, he seemed to have a good heart and a quick mind. He would no doubt become a wise ruler one day. After a little more consideration, [CTH.GetLeader] answered the young king.
"Of course. We will liberate Zumidia, by words or by weapons, and once it is over..."''
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The event “King Zamni Vanishes!” option “Ungrateful zebras...” |
"We will welcome you into the Colthaginian Republic!"
.png) Zamni, the Boy King of Zumidia
AI logic:
"We will ensure an independent Kingdom of Zumidia!"
Zamni, the Boy King of Zumidia
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The Dissident's Table
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There was a bar in a forgotten cove in Seaquestria, and at that bar there was a table. At that table, nopony charged you for drinks. They knew why you were there.
Silverstream was on her third drink, playing cards with a blue seapony named Starry Eyes and a yellow one she couldn't remember the name of. The Phalangist sitting at a table just across from them didn't have to pay for drinks either. The Dissident's Table was not a place for secret planning.
"I still don't get it," said Silverstream, "How did it go so wrong? I don't understand..."
"It's not your fault," Starry Eyes said for the fifth time, knowing where this was headed, "It's just capital in crisis. You tried to speak against it; I read your pieces. I wish I'd gotten the chance to meet you before all this."
"Nocreature listens to me anymore," Silverstream said, "I don't know if they ever did. Or if anycreature should have listened to me, I'm so stupid, not seeing it coming when you did."
"I'm not smarter than you, I'm just a Marksist. We tend to be a bit more pessimistic about reform. I saw it bubbling up from the ground, but we just... I don't know. We weren't strong enough. And lots of creatures did listen to you, just... not enough."
"I don't know what to do!" Silverstream cried, gesturing for another drink, "I can't- I know you're right, lots of creatures did listen to me! But I can't- I can't do anything on my own. I can't keep secrets, I'm so bad at organizing things, and everycreature who helps me ends up hurt. Hurt by you!" she suddenly yelled at the Phalangist across from them, "I see you! I'm too important to hurt so you hurt everycreature I rely on, everycreature I care about! Stop grinning at me! Stop it stop it stop it!"
Silverstream burst into tears. Starry Eyes put down her cards and gave her distraught friend a hug, while the Phalangist smirked and jotted something down.
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The event “The Reckoning” option “Now to deal with the enemy without...” |
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The Hippogriff Threat
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We have received a letter from [HIP.GetNameDEF]. It is full of honeyed words and poetic turns-of-phrase, but their message is clear: we are to submit to [HIP.GetAdjective] protection. [WAR.GetLeader] is to remain in power, nominally, but to be "assisted" by hippogriff advisors. We are to occupy a privileged place in their "Hippogriff Hegemony" over North Zebrica, acting as interpreters, bureaucrats, and magistrates over the "lesser zebras."
Accepting would mean the end of our independence, and becoming collaborators in a system of fascistic tyranny over the rest of the mainland, but refusal... We have little way of resisting the [HIP.GetAdjective] army, so there is little doubt refusal would mean being violently conquered.
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The event “The Warzenan Question” option “They will see reason.” |
Very well. We have little choice.
Fascist Influence
Fascist pressure has made fascism very popular, and the country is susceptible to align with other fascists.
AI logic:
Never. Independence or death!
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(Hidden) arisfirst.712.t
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Operation: Telegraph Fails
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Congratulations, Commodore. Thanks to your failure, The Ace has had to publicly apologize to [EQS.GetLeader] and scrap one of the most ambitious operations in the history of the Arisian navy. You have disgraced your service and yourself.
You will be expected to fall upon your sword, so to speak, and confess to acting without authorization in the pursuit of glory or a personal grudge against [PCB.GetLeader] or somesuch other reason. Play your part well and do not leak any classified information, and you will only face a dishonourable discharge.
Aris Eternal.
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Is triggered only by
Running out the timer on the decision “Operation: Telegraph” |
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What a fiasco.
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Operation: Telegraph Succeeds
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Congratulations, Commodore. You have succeeded at one of the most complicated operations in our navy's history, and brought a great victory to [HIP.GetNameDef]. The Ace is already drawing up contingency plans to prevent any retaking of Puerto Caballo by the Equestrians, regardless of the stiff resistance among the natives.
You will of course be rewarded, and The Ace himself plans to bestow upon you The Order of the Triple Trident. Until then, enjoy the beaches of Puerto Caballo.
It is preferable that you make no mention of the involvement of VOPS. We will allow Vaspier to reveal his agency's participation if and when he so chooses.
Aris Eternal.
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Taking the decision “Operation: Telegraph” |
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Sweet victory.
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Operation: Ras Succeeds
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In the last few weeks, pressure has been mounting on the Abyssinian government. The Hippogriff navy has been conducting "very dangerous naval wargames" off their coast, and "humbly suggested" they keep their ships in port until the wargames were complete. At the exact same time, mass demonstrations of pro-hippogriff sentiment flooded their streets, all according to plan.
They denounced [ABY.GetLeader] for failing to protect their independence from [WNG.GetNameDef], and for accepting hippogriff help but then refusing our generous offer to return Purrsia and Katren to them. Of course there was no such offer, not yet, but we had promulgated rumours of it to heighten the tension. Shortly thereafter, our ambassador did indeed present an offer to return the lost territories... in exchange for concessions which would make [ABY.GetName] a client state of [HIP.GetName].
At that point, with crowds outside the capitol demanding he accept, [ABY.GetLeader] realised he had little choice. After so long resisting [WNG.GetAdjective] rule, [ABY.GetLeader] accepted Arisian military presence and economic control over his country without a single shot fired.
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The event “Operation: Ras” option “Very well. We accept.” |
Very well. We accept.
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Operation: Ras descends into chaos
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In the last few weeks, pressure has been mounting on the Abyssinian government. The Hippogriff navy has been conducting "very dangerous naval wargames" off their coast, and "humbly suggested" they keep their ships in port until the wargames were complete. At the exact same time, mass demonstrations of pro-hippogriff sentiment flooded their streets, all according to plan.
They denounced [ABY.GetLeader] for failing to protect their independence from [WNG.GetNameDef], and for accepting hippogriff help but then refusing our generous offer to return Purrsia and Katren to them. Of course there was no such offer, not yet, but we had promulgated rumours of it to heighten the tension. Shortly thereafter, our ambassador did indeed present an offer to return the lost territories... in exchange for concessions which would make [ABY.GetName] little a client state of [HIP.GetName].
At that point, with crowds outside the capitol demanding he accept, [ABY.GetLeader] did something unexpected. He send the army out to disperse the crowds. With several pro-hippogriff protestors dead, our plans in tatters and our ambassador jailed for her role in the plot, it is time to activate our contingency plans and prepare an invasion.
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The event “Operation: Ras” option “Break up these agitators and prepare for war.” |
[ABY.GetLeader] will regret defying us.
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id 811 - 863
Moonfeather Plucked
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The below descriptions are available for this event.
The following description is used if:
- Country flag HIP_ZAR_interests is set
- Plumage Moonfeather had liked the desert. The dry wind ruffling through his feathers, the sand beneath his hooves and claws, the horizon which extended out as far as the eye could see. He liked it a lot less when the Imazeeb he'd recruited to work for him got wind of just how little of the oil profits they would ever see, and had sent him flying back to Aris as fast as the desert wind could take him.
That's when things really got bad. The collapse of his little venture had meant his associates jumping ship, and what do you know, they'd come to Raft Wood with ample evidence of Moonfeather's various misdeeds. The attempt to turn things around had produced even more of it. He'd gotten sloppy, tried to bribe government officials into derailing the investigations, which had only produced more charges when they'd refused.
Then Raft started riling up the masses. He'd called Moonfeather unpatriotic, and said that everygriff who did business with him was doing business with a criminal and an enemy of Aris. Moonfeather couldn't believe it. For a moment, Raft sounded like Crack Lightning.
Within a couple weeks, the Moonfeather clique had broken up. His wealth evaporated in lawsuits, legal fees, fines, and investors pulling their funds. His victory bonds were annulled with barely a protest from the business community.
Moonfeather's court date was months away, but Raft's masterstroke came immediately. With the businessgriffs scattered and the public infuriated, he reinstated anti-trust laws, and actually made them stronger than they'd ever been under Novo.
The following description is used if:
- None of:
- Country flag HIP_ZAR_interests is set
- Plumage Moonfeather had hated the jungle. He only went there when his presence was personally required to check on the Colthaginian rubber plantations, it was so unpleasant. He liked it even less when the Colthaginians he'd recruited to work for him got wind of just how little of the profits they would ever see, and had sent him flying back to Aris.
That's when things really got bad. The collapse of his little venture had meant his associates jumping ship, and what do you know, they'd come to Raft Wood with ample evidence of Moonfeather's various misdeeds. The attempt to turn things around had produced even more of it. He'd gotten sloppy, tried to bribe government officials into derailing the investigations, which had only produced more charges when they'd refused.
Then Raft started riling up the masses. He'd called Moonfeather unpatriotic, and said that everygriff who did business with him was doing business with a criminal and an enemy of Aris. Moonfeather couldn't believe it. For a moment, Raft sounded like Crack Lightning.
Within a couple weeks, the Moonfeather clique had broken up. His wealth evaporated in lawsuits, legal fees, fines, and investors pulling their funds. His victory bonds were annulled with barely a protest from the business community.
Moonfeather's court date was months away, but Raft's masterstroke came immediately. With the businessgriffs scattered and the public infuriated, he reinstated anti-trust laws, and actually made them stronger than they'd ever been under Novo.''
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The event “The Prodigal Businessgriff” option “Moonfeather is on his own.” |
The schemes are over.
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His Reach Exceeded His Grasp
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Raft gave the order to cut Moonfeather loose. He was sure he did. But somewhere along the line, "Cut him loose" turned into "Give him everything he wants." Somegriff between him and the troops on the ground had sent fully equipped army units to put down the revolt. As Raft tried to investigate the situation, he got reports from Violet Facade that her agents had been compromised.
He seethed and cursed. Was there no loyalty left on Aris? Had this griff bought off absolutely everycreature? Raft wracked his brain. He didn't know who he could trust. He tried to summon Moonfeather, but he wouldn't respond. He tried the NIA, the royal guard, the army... He wasn't the Queen, he couldn't just decree: in order to get his orders out he had to pass through proper channels of secretaries, bureaucrats, officials, and none of them seemed to care what he said.
After hours of trying, Raft Wood slumped down. This had been coming a long time. He'd gradually cut out everypony who really admired him, everypony with guts and fire. Replaced them all with toadies who'd do what they were told. Mercenaries, essentially. Creatures loyal to their own careers and their own wallets.
And Moonfeather's wallet was deeper than Raft's. That's what it came down to. He'd created this juggernaut, he'd removed his means of opposing it, and now he was about to be crushed by it.
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Is triggered only by
The event “The Prodigal Businessgriff” option “Moonfeather is on his own.” |
Raft was so, so tired.
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Doing things my way
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So there I was, running for my life because Raft Wood couldn't spare a few soldiers to safeguard a lynchpin of Aris' economy. Namely, me. I had to call in a few favours and pay out some bribes, but I managed to get some battalions out there to sort them out.
After that, it was time to get down to business. Raft Wood had reneged on his end of the bargain, so he had to go. It was a damn shame, I thought he was smarter than that. So, he tries to investigate me, but he's surrounded by stooges and they know what's up. A lot of rich griffs got made in the last couple weeks, that's for sure.
And then what do you know, while I'm trying to figure out how to get rid of the guy, a blessing falls into my claws. Queen Novo announces that she'll give a speech. Well, we all know what that's gonna be about. Raft is unable to govern and army units are gunning down natives without orders. So she's gonna fire him.
Confession time. Yeah, it was me. The bullets which ripped through Novo, the assassin's "accidental" killing at the hooves of that Royal Guardspony, yeah they were both working for me through a couple of shell companies. Damn fool didn't even know he was gonna die when we planted Aris First paraphernalia on him.
Anyways, the speech was given underwater and Novo's a tough one, so I was reasonably sure she'd survive. After that it was a pretty simple matter. Raft was disgraced, and while Novo was barely conscious she had to appoint a provisional government. I had a fright for a moment when it looked like she'd appoint Skystar as Princess-Regent, but no. With most of the 'respectable' high officials already working for me and Novo in such a state, it was surprisingly easy to convince her to appoint me. Easily the most expensive operation I've ever done, and we haven't even gotten to cleaning up, but now... the sky really is the limit.
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The event “His Reach Exceeded His Grasp” option “Raft was so, so tired.” |
Chief Advisor Moonfeather. I like the sound of that.
Totally Monopolised Economy
With Plumage Moonfeather as the new Chief Advisor, all pretense of fair competition has evaporated. The state and the Moonfeather Consortium have become synonymous, and squeeze as much profit out of Arisians as possible both at the workplace and at the store.
Totally Monopolised Economy
With Plumage Moonfeather as the new Chief Advisor, all pretense of fair competition has evaporated. The state and the Moonfeather Consortium have become synonymous, and squeeze as much profit out of Arisians as possible both at the workplace and at the store.
Queen Novo
Surrounded by guards clawpicked by [HIP.GetLeader], only allowed to see her subjects on ceremonial occasions, Queen Novo has become a prisoner in her own palace. Though she may wish to see her captors overthrown, she must mouth words of praise to them, knowing that they can and will dispose of her if she ceases to be useful.
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A Veteran's Tale
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With the AHAC agents gone, discussions got much more lively. Many of the delegates, veterans of the North Zebrican War, started talking about their experiences and how it had changed their perspectives. Finally, towards the end of the second day of the convention, one of them got up to speak, encouraged by her comrades.
"Skyward Flame," she began, "Corporal, Seventh Infantry Regiment. Any of you ever fought in the desert? Worst theatre. Anyways, one minute I'm helping my BARgriff reload, next moment shells explode all around us. Whole section is wiped out in a single barrage. I'm left with a dislocated knee and a shredded wing. Everything hurts. I still haven't recovered, but my doctor says I'll be able to fly within a year."
She held up a ragged fin as emphasis. A hush had fallen over the convention as she continued her story.
"So, I stayed there in a depression in the sand, my dead squadmate beside me, while the enemy combed over our positions. I'm not gonna lie: I played dead. When they'd passed, I found I couldn't move, the pain was too much. So there I was, lying in a ditch full of sand. The heat was so intense that I could barely breathe. Then, after two days, he showed up. Barekzaal. He'd also been stuck behind enemy lines, but he wasn't hurt. That came later."
She showed a picture of him: a zebra stallion with one eye and a sarcastic grin. "We stayed in that ditch for five days. He never left my side. I was delirious, and he stayed by me, venturing out to get me water. I thought I was gonna die, but he stuck with me."
She took a moment, then finished her story: "Well, I didn't die. Eventually, he found some friendly recon troops and got us rescued. I kept writing to him afterwards. He'd saved my life, you know? When the war ended, he had one eye. One eye and no family. This war was fought on Zumidia. So Zumidians like him... they don't have anything to go back to."
She took one more breath, looking to the other veterans. "There are so many stories like this one. The Zumidians fought for us. They bled for us. I've been a member of Aris First since 1007, I didn't think we owed them anything. But a Zumidian saved my life, and he doesn't have a home to go back to. But Barekzaal... he has friends on Aris. He's a skilled worker. He could make a life here. Shouldn't we let him? My fellow patriots, I say that if a zebra has fought for Aris, they should be able to become a citizen of Aris. Thank you."
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"A touching story, indeed..."
"I think it is time we reward these patriots..."
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The Triple Tridents
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Another day at the convention was coming to a close, when a controversial motion reached the floor. Somepony named Steel Feather got up and cleared his throat, his tired eyes glancing over to Raft Wood.
"I was there, you know," he began, "I was there at the start of our whole movement. I'm not proud of everything, but I'm proud of what we've built in the end. An Aris for Arisians, for all Arisians. A strong Aris, which has stood up to our enemies. Internal and external."
That last statement sent a little shiver through the crowd. "At one point," he admitted, "I was one of those enemies. I got involved with the Phalanx-" immediately, he was cut off by boos, but when they quieted down he pressed on.
"I got involved with the Phalanx for the same reasons all of you joined Aris First. I wanted my country back. I really thought they were harmless. I thought Crack Lightning was a great hippogriff. Don't lie, all of you did too! I was never involved in the violence, I was a little too old, but I was a card-carrying member, and I served my time. I'm out now on parole, with my kids, but I came here to plead on behalf of other former members. Please, many of us didn't know what we were doing. We're patriots just like you. We don't wanna hurt anypony."
Raft Wood privately scoffed. Deniability was always Crack's method. "A Veteran's Organization devoted to adventure," he'd called the Phalanx. Dangerous subversives who'd gotten within inches of plunging Aris into a fascist nightmare, and now they wanted clemency.
To his surprise, the measure was fairly popular, and Raft realized he'd either have to speak out against it as leader, and in so doing reveal to the public just how dangerous his former allies were and still could be... Or start preparing pardons.
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Well, as long as Crack and Razorbeak stay locked up...
The Phalanx are terrorists. No pardons.
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The Zebrican Allies
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Yet another argument broke out in the convention, this time over whether Aris has any obligations to its former allies. Raft Wood hadn't anticipated any self-respecting Aris First member to openly suggest such a thing, but this convention had surprised him a few times already.
It was in our long-term interest, the 'internationalists' argued, to protect friendly regimes on the continent from aggression, namely Warzena and Zumidia. An Aris under siege was ultimately not fully independent. They even invoked the blood shed in the North Zebrican War, arguing that the heroes of the war would have died in vain if we now abandon our allies to the wolves.
They stressed that the main purpose of this would be deterrence and protecting our own interests, not warmongering or meddling in the affairs of others. There were of course accusations of being idealistic Equestrian-style interventionists, of wanting to put Aris second, of undermining the isolationist foundation of the movement, and so on. In the end, Raft Wood himself was undecided, but the convention ultimately settled the issue via a slim majority.
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Aris First means Aris First!
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The Will of the Gods
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On the last day of the convention, an old, half-blind preacher swam up to the podium. She presented an open letter signed by ministers, concerned religious citizens and philosophers calling for the first Holy Synod since the beginning of the Line of Novo.
"My friends," she said, "Aris is beautiful, Aris is wonderful, but I believe we have forgotten who made Aris. Was it not said that our home was created by the gods Tiamat and An? It is a gift, and the ingratitude which has swept our nation and nearly destroyed it stems from us forgetting that our home is a gift from our gods. We turn to foreign ideals, we turn away from each other, because Arisians have become self-absorbed. The hydra of fascism, communism, socialism, all the many heads of anti-harmony connect to the body of this forgetting."
There were murmurs, discussions. Most of the seaponies there were casually religious, but even Raft Wood only rarely thought of the gods. His local temple in Seaquestria was little more than a tiny hollow in a reef, and even then the minister lived an austere life.
The discussions turned into fierce debates. The Line of Novo had been established in rebellion against tyrannical priest-kings centuries ago, and there was good reason no high priests had been appointed since then. Some argued that allowing a Synod to select new high priests would damage the foundations of the kingdom. Others argued that the kingdom had gone astray precisely because of centuries without religious leadership. On and on they argued, until finally a decision was reached.
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Perhaps we have gone astray...
Under no circumstances will we open the door to priest-kings.
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The End of the Convention
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As the convention wound down, Raft Wood let some of the tension drain from him. It had been difficult, but he felt like he and the delegates had successfully threaded the needle, and could move on from the tainting influence of Crack Lightning without losing the core of Aris First. He was reading over the collected resolutions when the first punch was thrown.
Whoever had thrown it was obviously more used to hippogriff form: flippers were unsuited to bludgeoning and the extra drag of the water robbed the punch, really a slap, of any momentum. But that didn't matter. The fight was broken up immediately with nopony seriously hurt. But that also didn't matter. The offending seapony was ejected from the convention. That, of course, didn't matter either.
What mattered was that over the next twenty minutes, everypony there had taken a side. The offending delegate was a vicious hooligan, cried the more liberal-minded members. He was just standing up for himself against the destruction of Aris First, howled the more conservative delegates. The collected resolutions, representing the entire work of the convention, were re-debated in louder and louder terms as the convention ate itself.
In the days following, Aris First formally split apart, with new factions forming and dissolving day by day. Delegates who's resolutions were shot down went to the press with their grievances, many making personal attacks against Raft himself, accusing him of manipulating the convention. Raft watched on in silence as Aris First was reduced to a tiny fraction of its membership.
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Business as usual, then...
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The End of the Convention
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After days of debates back-and-forth, the delegates finally finished hammering out a new platform for Aris First. While there were a few malcontents, the thrust of the party platform was consistent enough and the majority solid enough that the minority wouldn't be able to derail the agenda.
The new platform triumphantly reaffirmed everything Aris First stood for. Aris First, Aris always, Aris Strong and Free. It was a triumph of tradition and nationality. Raft Wood couldn't wait to put it into practice.
That night, talking about it with Violet Facade, he felt like they had finally gotten past Crack Lightning. Crack was, at the end of the day, a revolutionary. He'd wanted to change things, to abandon tradition. He wanted to impose Aris upon other nations, which made him an internationalist, not a nationalist. All of Raft Wood's shame at being duped into enabling him, it all washed away. Crack was nothing like real Aris Firsters, and he never had been.
When she left, Violet Facade couldn't help but doubt. Raft had doubled down on xenophobia and called it Harmony. But she'd helped make this, right? This was her platform as much as his. Violet had to put her doubts aside in order to do her job, which now meant protecting this agenda from those who would try and sabotage it. And she was, at the end of the day, very good at her job.
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A toast, to the new Aris First!
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The End of the Convention
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After days of debates back-and-forth, the delegates finally finished hammering out a new platform for Aris First. While there were a few malcontents, the thrust of the party platform was consistent enough and the majority solid enough that the minority wouldn't be able to derail the agenda.
The new platform had transformed Aris First. Aris First, Aris Strong and Free, but not Aris Only. It was nationalistic, but had liberal elements and approached its task in a spirit of moderation and practicality. Raft Wood swam to his suite to meet with Violet Facade, his mind plagued with anxieties.
That night, talking about it with Violet Facade, he felt like they had finally gotten past Crack Lightning. The new platform was free of radicalism, hatred and malice. Whenever Crack got a copy of the paper in whatever cell he was rotting in, he'd probably throw up.
As Violet Facade swam home, she couldn't help but be proud of Raft. He'd been anxious at first, but as they'd went through it point by point she'd convinced him that this was for the best. Aris First would evolve and change, and that was a good thing, but its core would remain. Aris would endure, grow, and become stronger with time.
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A toast, to the new Aris First!
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The Aftermath
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The orders went out. Razorbeak's troops were quickly placed under arrest as more and more army and police units declared their loyalty to Skystar. Teams went searching into the crags of Mount Aris for the seven hidden prisons Crack Lightning had identified. After three hours, all that was left to do was for the once-dictator of Aris to read the speech Skystar had prepared. But after reading it over, he refused.
"What do you mean you refuse?" demanded Skystar.
"Half of this isn't true."
Skystar laughed. "You're defending yourself? Now?"
"No, not defending myself. For instance, the Phalanx torturing Hard Line to extract information about the RWP? True. Holding Novo as a glorified hostage? True. Falsifying charges against Raft Wood to have him executed? True. But I never had Posada disappeared or laid a single claw on her despite knowing where she was hiding during my rule, I never blackmailed Stratus Skyranger, and so on."
Skystar blinked. "Well... alright. You have thirty minutes. Make your edits."
Skystar looked over the speech one last time. "No," she declared, "You are not cutting the part about betraying Aris and all it stands for."
"I never betrayed Aris."
"You did!" Skystar shouted, "You betrayed Aris when you oppressed its people! You betrayed Aris when you lied to them all, over and over and over again! You manipulated us, you terrorized us, you took my mom hostage! You are a traitor and you will say those words!"
"I don't see it like that. All I did, I did for Aris."
Skystar collected herself, and her voice grew cold. "I don't care what you believe. I have the power now, and you will confess to treason. I let you edit out the things which I didn't know weren't true before. I will not let my enemy write his own story."
Crack Lightning blinked.
"You... you are stronger than Novo. Very well."
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"Citizens of Aris and Seaquestria, I am sorry..."
 The Lightning Question
The former dictator, Crack Lightning, is still alive and has not faced trial. Even in prison he forms a rallying point for the remnants of Aris' far-right and a sore spot for the military. Disputes over his crimes and what to do with him frequently descend into vicious insults and fights.
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Mother to Daughter
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Seeing her daughter again, Novo smiled for the first time in months. Skystar was tense, seemed to be worried about something, but Novo embraced her without reservation.
"Skystar," she said, "It's really you. It's really over."
"Yes, mom. It's me."
They held the embrace for a long time. Finally, Novo let her daughter go. "When I heard Crack Lightning's confession I, I honestly couldn't believe it was happening. I thought it was another one of his horrible schemes, somehow. I thought I'd never see you again until the moment you walked into this room."
Novo looked like she'd aged ten years. Skystar smiled a little, still holding something back. Finally, Novo collected herself and reassumed a small fraction of her normal regality.
"Do you hate me, Skystar?"
"What?! Mom, no!"
"It's okay if you hate me. Even just a little. I gave Crack Lightning the reigns of power, I know I did. I didn't know at the time how bad things would become, but you and Silverstream, you warned me. Told me not to give into fear. And I didn't listen. I'm sorry."
Skystar threw her arms around her mother, sobbing into her shoulder.
After what felt like forever, Novo let go of Skystar, resting a claw on her shoulder. "I know the other reason you've come here. I bet everygriff who helped you thought that after it was all done, you'd be queen and not me. Well... they're right. I've made so many mistakes, and Hippogriffia needs you now. And I think you're ready. The courage you've shown, the conviction... you will make a wonderful queen."
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"I won't let you down, mom."
 The Royal Line of Novo
Novo's royal lineage dates back over half a milennium to the ancient Novo I, and her daughter Skystar will succeed her. To the hippogriffs and seaponies, this is simply how things are. Any change from this predictable formula will be a major shock to the people of Aris.
Queen-Mother Novo
Queen-Mother Novo abdicated the throne to her daughter Skystar, but the younger monarch still turns to her mother for guidance and advice. The close relationship between the two is seen as a point of continuity and stability, despite Skystar's chaotic personality.
Queen-Mother Novo
Queen-Mother Novo abdicated the throne to her daughter Skystar, but the younger monarch still turns to her mother for guidance and advice. The close relationship between the two is seen as a point of continuity and stability, despite Skystar's chaotic personality.
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The Pinks and the Blues
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Skystar looked up at the two hippogriffs before her. Posada and Silverstream, two griffs miles apart in ideology, presenting her a paper. It was like an awkward, silly version of how Raft Wood and Crack Lightning had asked her mother to form government once.
"So," said Skystar, reading over the paper they wanted her to sign, "You two actually both want to help? And you each want the other in cabinet with you? What happened to Friendship? What happened to Revolution?" Posada tensed up, even more than usual when she was in Hippogriff form. Silverstream's beak opened, but she couldn't find words.
Skystar threw the paper aside and tackle-hugged the both of them. "This is so great!" she exclaimed, her stern facade breaking instantly, "I was worried the pinks and the blues would kill each other after Lightning was gone, but this is awesome! I'm so glad you wanna help me, Shelly and Sheldon aren't exactly the best advisors, and there's just so much I need to do as queen!"
The three started laughing, and laughed for a long time.
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"If you really wanna know, there was this bar..."
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Starry Skies
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Skystar's desk was covered in letters, petitions and counter-petitions over the most controversial thing she'd done in her short reign as queen: her promise to commute Crack Lightning's death sentence to life in prison, if it came to that. It was one of the preconditions of his confession, it was essential for Aris to heal, but there was somepony, or somepony's ghost, who was telling her to go back on it. In the middle of all the petitions was a front-page newspaper spread, showing a grainy photograph of the body of Starry Eyes.
Starry Eyes had been abducted by the Phalanx on Lightning's orders, and had died after severe beatings. According to the griff on trial for the murder, "We just wanted to rough her up a bit, send a message like we did with Hard Line... but I guess we ah, went a little too far. Took her hours to die."
Skystar never knew Starry Eyes, but in the last hour she'd read story after story of her kindness, her naivety, her attempts to help everycreature she came across. There were letters from RWP members she'd taken care of after they'd been beaten by the Phalanx, from formerly-homeless seaponies she'd sheltered in her own house, from one of Raft Wood's associates saying she'd helped him keep his job when his employer had tried to fire "politically unreliable" staff... some of them explicitly demanded "Justice for Starry Eyes," others just shared the stories of how she'd touched their lives.
When Skystar saw that one of the letters was from Silverstream, she slumped down. Lightning's trial date was still months away, but Skystar knew he'd probably be given the death penalty. And then she'd have to stick by her principles and commute it, and everycreature this creature had touched would hate her for it. Skystar was getting a headache.
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It's not easy, ruling a broken nation.
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The Rise of a Dictator
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Some world leaders dreaded cabinet meetings, but Skystar always looked forward to them. Having a cabinet made up of trusted friends probably helped with that. As the Queen entered the meeting room, she found Posada and Silverstream in the midst of a discussion.
"You two are here early. What are you talking about?"
Posada smiled. "I was just explaining to Silverstream how Crack Lightning took over. The key was building connections at the highest levels, mostly within the Royal Court. Teaming up with an establishment figure like Raft Wood opened doors for Crack, and before long he'd swayed enough of Novo's advisors to trick her into letting him form a government."
Skystar winced at the reference to her mother's role in Crack's rise to power. "Ok, so what can we learn from this?"
"That's easy, power shouldn't be concentrated in the Royal Court. Too much power in too few claws is a recipe for fascist takeover."
Silverstream scratched her chin. "I'm not sure that's right. Plenty of court members were critical of Aris First. And Crack Lightning's takeover wasn't caused by court intrigue, it was a result of mass politics. Aris First recruited aggressively and held huge rallies across the country to put pressure on the government. It was popular pressure that convinced Queen Novo to appoint Crack, not some royal advisor."
"Well," said Posada, "that's a very interesting theory, but I still think giving the people more power is the best way to stop fascism. Skystar, what do you think?"
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Court politics are corrupt.
The people are easily manipulated.
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So Many Participants
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Skystar, Posada and Silverstream were all exhausted. They had been deliberating for hours on the question of who was culpable for the crimes of Crack Lightning's government. Many creatures were directly involved, and many others stood by and did nothing. Perhaps the average citizen was just afraid of what would happen if they spoke up, but what about the businessgriffs who willingly signed contracts with the dictator? What about the workers who eagerly joined his national labor syndicates? Each and every case required a round of discussion.
"We seem to be avoiding the real question," said Skystar, "so I'm just going to say it: how did so many creatures support Crack Lightning, or at least passively accept his rule? I thought we were supposed to be a good country, the nation that brought down the Storm King! Then a few years went by and suddenly all our subjects were lining up to serve a fascist conqueror..."
"Our people aren't bad creatures," Silverstream replied, "they just lost their way. They forgot about friendship and embraced fear instead. When I studied in Equestria I saw that even the ponies sometimes lose their faith in Harmony, but they always come back to it in the end."
"It's important to reject prejudice and embrace friendship, sure." Posada interjected, "But there's more to it than that. Our country lives under capitalism, a system that pits creatures against each other in a contest for profit. While our government preached the virtues of Harmony, our economic system taught creatures to fend for themselves and exploit others. Under those conditions is it any wonder why Aris First was able to find support?"
Skystar sighed. They both made good points, but which one was right?
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It's a strange new world...
We need to rediscover friendship.
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Our Great Defeat
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The below descriptions are available for this event.
The following description is used if:
- Is at peace
- After months of collecting and analyzing all available data, the North Zebrican War Commission has released its report.
The commissioners quickly concluded that our defeat could not be attributed to material factors, as Aris possessed superior technology and a larger industrial sector than any of our foes. Numbers were also ruled out, since the combined population of Aris and Seaquestria should have allowed us to match our enemies in the field.
Instead, the commission concluded that our defeat was a result of the shortcomings of our political and military leadership. While Crack Lightning and the other leaders of the Phalangist state were determined to win the war, they were not able to convince the civilian population to fight it. Most Arisians did not share the Phalangist goal of establishing a hegemony across North Zebrica, so Phalangist propaganda argued for the war's necessity with vague appeals to patriotism. Our military leadership, while highly competent, was marred by confusion about our true objective and uncertain loyalty to the Phalangist state.
As we struggled to find a reason to fight the war, what little intelligence we have on our enemies suggests they had a much better understanding of who they are, how they fight, and why they fight. This led to better morale and a greater clarity of vision, which the commission argues were the keys to their victory. If we are to stand a chance against them in a hypothetical Second North Zebrica War, we must have clear objectives and a unity of purpose between the public, civilian and military leaders.
The following description is used if:
- Is at war
- After months of collecting and analyzing all available data, the North Zebrican War Commission has released its report.
Unfortunately, the officers initially assigned to serve as commissioners were pulled off the project and sent to the frontlines when the new war broke out. The officers who took their place had little familiarity with the project and did not have time to properly examine all available data. In the end they published a short and perfunctory report that drew few conclusions and was read by almost no one.
Many officers are disappointed that our entry into a new war has cost us the opportunity to learn from the last one. Who knows what kinds of new and innovative strategies may have been lost on the cutting room floor?''
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We must remember our strengths.
Blast it!
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The Sword of Justice
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After months of preparations, the trials of Razorbeak and Crack Lightning were finally conducted. Razorbeak's was, mercifully, an open-and-shut case. During Crack Lightning's rule she had tried to be precise and measured, but time and again her brutal nature had won out. There were four provable murders she had ordered alongside dozens of kidnappings and blackmails.
She had even personally tortured one hippogriff to within an inch of his life when he'd tried to warn Raft Wood of the details of Crack Lightning's planned takeover. Throughout her trial she perfectly fit the image of Lightning's mad dog, denouncing the court and having to be physically restrained. For her, the firing squad was never in doubt.
Crack Lightning's demeanour could not have been more different. He spoke eloquently, relying on his attorney at times and at others taking the stand in his own defence. None of his public confessions could be used in court, as they were made quite literally at gunpoint. And so every kidnapping, every beating, every violation of creature rights had to be painstakingly traced back to him.
He hadn't personally ordered Hard Line tortured, or at least it couldn't be proven. He hadn't personally ordered Starry Eyes abducted, so he could not be convicted of the most famous murder of his regime.
If it hadn't been for the Phalangist testimonies, he might have gotten off with a moderate prison sentence. On the third day of the trial his cronies were brought to the witness stand. Phalangist after Phalangist gave their testimony, painting a consistent picture where they all knew what Lightning wanted, even when he didn't say it. And then a few of them produced tapes and documents contradicting the alibis Crack had carefully constructed for himself, explaining that they had kept those pieces of evidence despite orders to destroy them, either as mementos or as insurance.
At that, Crack Lightning finally lost his cool, calling them traitors and liars. After a 128-hour trial, Crack Lightning was sentenced to die.
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His fate is in Skystar's claws now.
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The Pen of Mercy
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Normally, discussions between Skystar and her two closest advisors were joyful affairs, full of joking and tangents. Not today. Today, Posada and Silverstream sat next to her, Posada averting her eyes, Silverstream glaring at the paper on Skystar's desk.
The paper was a commutation order: Crack Lightning, the tyrant of Aris, was to have his death sentence for the murder of Starry Eyes and the kidnapping and assault of so many others commuted to a lifetime prison sentence. All it required now was Skystar's royal signature. On the other side of the room was a roaring fireplace. Skystar hadn't picked up her pen yet when she glanced side-to-side at her advisors.
Posada opened her beak first: "I know that you've received a petition, mostly signed by Blues, to not commute Crack's sentence. As their representative in your cabinet I... I have to remind you of that. But I think you should spare him."
Silverstream snapped: "I say throw it into the fire and let the bastard die!"
Skystar shook her head. "Most of the other Harmonists have been clear that I should keep my promise."
"Yeah well I don't care! You never should have made that promise and this would be like sparing the Storm King!"
Posada raised her voice: "Crack Lightning is not the Storm King! I would know!"
"Yeah, you were tortured by the Storm King, and Starry Eyes was tortured TO DEATH by Lightning! He spared you because you were his friend, and now you're gonna repay the favour, is that it?"
"Don't you dare!" snarled Posada.
"Stop it!" shouted Skystar, silencing them both. "I haven't made up my mind, and insulting each other won't help me. On the one claw, I promised Crack I'd spare him. On the other claw, maybe I shouldn't have. Maybe justice is more important than mercy, or my word."
"Justice for Starry Eyes!" declared Silverstream, as so many had done before.
Posada whispered: "Starry Eyes wouldn't have seen it that way."
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Skystar signs the commutation.
Skystar throws it into the fire.
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The Prison Visit
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Posada walked slowly down the hallway of the high-security prison. They had rarely been used, as few criminals were heinous enough for long-term imprisonment. But one prisoner would be spending the rest of his life here for his deeds.
Crack Lightning looked up bleakly from the newspaper at his former friend. "Come to gloat?" he asked, bitterly. "To crow over me?"
"No." Posada stared deep into his eyes. "To ask you--why? Why did you kill Starry Eyes, who was no threat? Why did you have your own citizens tortured? Why did you act so evilly towards your own people?"
"I was trying to help Aris," Crack replied. "To make us strong and feared."
"Is that the truth?" Posada demanded. "Or the excuse you use to sleep at night?"
Crack swallowed. "Posada, I only wanted to make sure we never suffered again like we did under the Storm King."
"And so you decided to become almost as bad as him," Posada said coldly. "I can't believe I used to call you my friend. Were you always this horrible, or did power corrupt you?"
Crack averted his eyes. "I..."
"I hope power did corrupt you. Maybe losing it will bring my old friend back." She turned to leave. "But I doubt it."
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Crack opened the newspaper again, hiding his tears.
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The Execution
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The scheduled day for Crack Lightning's execution arrived, and he was led to the post. Although some had demanded he be beheaded in the old style, Skystar believed that the firing squad was more ethical, and less humiliating. Posada decided to take his last confession personally--though an atheist, she felt she owed it to the griff she once called friend to try to give him some closure.
He turned down a blindfold, wanting to look his killers in the eye. With the rattle of five rifles, his life ended.
Crack Lightning's last words put a firm close to an epoch of Hippogriffia's history.
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"Aris Eternal."
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"Money and Mobs"
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Skystar didn't get much time to read these days, but she always liked listening to her friends talk about what they were reading. Today, Posada and Silverstream were talking about an upcoming book they had gotten a chance to read an early copy of: "Money and Mobs: the Economics of the Phalangist Movement" by Salina Blue.
"I caaaaan't," Silverstream was wailing, "I can't finish it Posada! She's a boring writer, I don't care how sophisticated the dialectical whatever-whatever is."
"Salina has... grown, as an author. I remember back in the old days, she was way less of a Marksist than she is now. I guess being a political prisoner'll remind you who your friends are."
"But it's so boring! Half of it is just meeting minutes."
"Well okay," conceded Posada, "I could have done it better. Maybe. Or, more interesting at least. But the analysis is spot-on! All those businessgriffs tripped over themselves to get on the Lightning train, even though he wasn't offering to crush our workers."
"Yeah, I mean like businessgriffs don't wanna get the government angry at him. Most of 'em joined pretty late, but the Phalanx guys were mostly angry workers."
"No but don't you get it? They could have easily stopped him, he even laid out his cards to them before almost anygriff else. But the objective interest of capital is always to expand, and rebuilding and appropriating ruined economies of conquered lands offers a higher return on investment than improving industry in an already-developed economy like ours. We've known that since well before Marks!"
"Come on Skystar," said Silverstream, turning to the amused monarch, "Do you understand any of this?"
Skystar thought for a moment, then spoke:
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"I don't get it either."
"She's got a point. Maybe the businessgriffs are our enemies."
 Punitive Nationalisations
Plumage Moonfeather and other shady or pro-fascist businessgriffs are having their assets seized by royal decree. The rest are anxious we could expand to more general nationalizations in the future.
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The Right to Bear Arms?
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"Oh come on Silverstream," Posada protested, "You know I'm not gonna, you know?"
"I dunno, we've had two takeovers in the last couple years, why not a third?"
"Yeah but, I know full-well I'd be unable to hold onto power if I overthrew somegriff as popular as Skystar, just let off okay?"
"Wow," chimed in Skystar, "That is the most confidence-inspiring thing in the history of confidence-inspirers!"
"Okay, aaand I consider you a friend and a super good leader, happy?"
Skystar gave a big thumbs-up. "I really really like this bill, Posada," Skystar said, "But it doooooes kinda, you know, undermine my authority? If any group of factory workers are allowed to arm themselves and form a militia it's practically begging for trouble."
Silverstream nodded. "Guns are scary!"
"No scarier than runaway cars," Posada grumbled.
"Which are scary!" countered Silverstream. "No but seriously. Wasn't the Phalanx like, a group of armed randos anyways? If everygriff's running around with weapons to 'defend their liberty and class interests' then what's left of friendship and Harmony, huh?"
Skystar thought about it for a moment. "Okay," she said, "What if, hear me out, what if rather than letting the worker organizations train militias, which I can see the appeal of, what if we had mandatory training for all citizens? If we're gonna go to war soon, that could really help, and if everygriff has a part in the defence of the kingdom against invaders and tyranny..."
Posada and Silverstream glanced at each other. "That's a terrible idea," they said simultaneously.
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Posada's worker militia idea is approved.
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Silverstream is right, no militias.
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Skybeak couldn't help but laugh when he saw what Stratus Skyranger was carrying. When Stratus had mentioned "A number of files I need to pass on to you," Skybeak had expected perhaps two or three. Not a whole mailbag.
Stratus unceremoniously plopped the mailbag in front of Skybeak's desk, then turned to leave.
"Wait wait," said Skybeak, holding up a claw, "What are these?"
"Well, I'm not supposed to know, technically. Several of them were top secret, some marked 'For your eyes only,' although it was only after getting through half of them that I realized 'you' was supposed to mean you and not me."
"Well damn," said Skybeak. The two of them stared at each other for a moment, then both broke down. After they were done laughing, Skybeak poured Stratus a glass of bourbon.
"Crack ah," said Skybeak, "Crack really did like his secrets, didn't he?"
"Ever since he got to the head of the national defence committee, everything got all confusing. And now that he's gone it looks like nogriff really knows what to do."
"And everygriff looks at us military guys like we were in on it," added Stratus, "I mean, even after we mutinied! Between that and the defeat nocreature wants to sign up anymore, the chain of command is in tatters, and on top of that your top-secret files are getting dropped on my desk!"
Skybeak took a long drink. "Hate to tell you, but I have my own stack of files that are supposed to be yours. So. Do you regret it? The mutiny?"
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"Not for one second."
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An Arisian Constitution?
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"Calls for Constitutional Convention Continue!" read the front page of the Daily Fish. "30,000 March for a Constitution!" read the Mount Aris Tribune. Skystar put the papers down and sighed. More and more creatures were jumping on the constitutional bandwagon. It seemed like she had no choice but to give in to their demands.
Skystar didn't have any problem with a constitution in principle. Her mother argued that a queen should never allow a constitution to come between her and her subjects, but she could see how the potential benefits outweighed the costs. The problem was that a constitution needed someone to write it. Nearly every qualified creature in the kingdom had become embroiled in the partisan divide between the Blues and the Pinks, so no matter who she chose she was certain to upset one side or the other.
On the one claw, Skystar might put her trust in Silverstream and the Harmonists by appointing them to lead the constitutional convention. The Blues would throw a fit, but the Pinks would undoubtedly draft a document that stayed true to traditional liberal Harmonist ideals. Maybe after years of chaos and fascist rule her kingdom could use a return to tradition.
On the other claw she could give Posada and the Communists control of the convention. The Blues would likely write a constitution that enshrined all kinds of socialist principles in law. The Pinks wouldn't be happy with that, but maybe creating a more fair and equitable system would be worth the backlash.
Then again, there was a third option. Skystar could take her mother's advice and put off adopting a constitution, at least for now. Given how volatile conditions in her kingdom were, it might be best for her to retain absolute power until the important issues were settled.
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We'll start drafting a liberal constitution.
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We'll start drafting a socialist constitution.
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There is no need.
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The Coronation of the Protector of Harmony
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Skystar had been ruling Aris for over a year now, but she had always put off doing a proper coronation. But for what she had to do next, she'd need to be a formally crowned Queen of Aris.
Her mother was there to meet her at the summit of Mount Aris, as were all the other members of the royal family. Unlike most dynasties, the line of Novo had been founded in revolt against the authority of Priest-Kings, so no religious representatives would crown Skystar.
Turning around to face the crowd assembled in Harmonizing Heights below, Skystar cleared her throat and started her coronation address.
"Friends and subjects," she began, "The last years have been tough. I didn't know if I was up for the task of ruling, but you've been really great subjects. I was worried at first, actually, I was worried Crack had changed something about us all. I've never been so glad to be wrong. Harmony, friendship, the Aris we knew has returned, and we will never, never allow ourselves to fall again!"
With that, Skystar turned, and kneeled before her mother. After over thirty years in power, Novo removed her crown and placed it on her daughter's head.
Some hours later, Skystar finally tracked down Posada. She was at a nightclub, drinking a martini. "Hey, Posada," Skystar said.
"Hey, your majesty," Posada slurred, "That was a great speech, yeah, about how everyting's gonna go back to the way it was. Real great."
Skystar winced. "I'm sorry Posada," she said, "I like a lot of your ideas but, I'm not trying to start a revolution. I um... I guess you're not gonna be at tomorrow's cabinet meeting?"
Posada looked up. "What?"
"Well, you know, Silverstream-"
Posada laughed. "Silverstream is in the bathroom, she'll be out any minute. Who d'ya think bought me this drink? She's too nice to rub it in. The moment the ceremony was over she found me and started talkin' about some new labour unions which had formed. The good we can do together. Skystar, ya got it all wrong, I'm with you till the end."
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It's good we're all still friends.
Liberal Constitution
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The Coronation of the People's Princess
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Until now, Skystar had put off doing a proper coronation. But for what she had to do next, despite her subjects knowing her affectionately as "The People's Princess," she'd need to be a formally crowned Queen of Aris.
Skystar flew up to the summit of Mount Aris, attended by Posada and a huge crowd of common hippogriffs. Silverstream's family and Novo awaited her, looking worried. None of the other high society had been invited. Quieting the crowd with a raised claw, Skystar began her coronation address.
"People of Aris! The last years have been tough. I didn't know if we could undo the damage of Lightning's reign of terror. But you've stuck by me, and together we're building an Aris free of the past's injustice. A new Aris. A just Aris!"
Her next words were drowned out by cheers. Hesitating for just a moment, Novo removed her crown and placed it on her daughter's head.
Hours of partying later, Skystar found Silverstream nursing a cocktail. "Hey, Silverstream," Skystar said, shooing away a pair of Blue activists.
"Hey, cuz," said Silverstream, "That was a great speech, yeah, loved the way you slagged your mom and all."
Skystar winced. "I... I wasn't trying to..."
Silverstream shrugged. "Still didn't feel great."
Skystar took a deep breath. "I'm sorry Silverstream. I still believe in friendship and I love my mom. You know I do. But Aris needs to move forward. I um... I guess you're not coming to tomorrow's cabinet meeting?"
"What?" said Silverstream.
"Well, you know, Posada-"
Silverstream finished her drink. "Posada's been hangin' with me this whole time, she just went to cool off in a pond for a bit. Y'know how she prefers fishy form. The moment the ceremony was over she started talking ta me about how we could work together, tryin'a cheer me up'n'make sure I enjoyed the party. Heh, I even had to talk her down from askin'... Sorry, I'm drunk. I shouldn't'a said that. But yeah, Skystar, you're family. I'm with you till the end."
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It's good we're all still friends.
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The End of the Agzhat Pact?
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All we have to do is nothing at all.
 Disrupted Alliance
The Colthaginians have not formally abandoned their alliance with us, but they may as well have. They will only join us now if the Hippogriffs are on the verge of defeat, the opportunistic scum.
Disrupted Alliance
The Colthaginians have not formally abandoned their alliance with us, but they may as well have. They will only join us now if the Hippogriffs are on the verge of defeat, the opportunistic scum.
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We are not abandoning our allies over unfounded suspicions. (Nothing) AI logic:
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The Blue Order: Last Days of Zebrica
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Recently a shocking novel has been published, which has been the cause of outcry in light of the horrors of the Ace's rule. It is set in an alternate history, where instead of choosing the ill-fated Raft Wood as his partner in Aris First, Crack Lightning chose Posada. Together they reformed Hippogriffia into a nationalist workers' state, executed Queen Novo for treason, carved an empire out of North Zebrica alongside the Colthaginians, and then launched a brutal punitive war against the yetis in the name of revenge against the Storm King. At the climax of the book, Posada orders nuclear weapons used on every city in yeti territory. Immediately afterwards unconditional surrender is offered and a ruthless military governate is established, ruled over by Razorbeak.
The RWP has denounced the novel as a slanderous attack on communism, claiming they would never ally with a fascistic dictator. Even many harmonists feel the book is in poor taste, especially so soon after the liberation of Aris. Although a few have asked for the book to be censored, or at least sold via mail order rather than in stores, such requests are unlikely to succeed due to the strong desire for freedom of the press.
Privately Posada confessed to Princess Skystar that she was deeply shaken by how well the author understood her motives and her mental state. "After my escape, I wanted revenge," she admitted. "I was vulnerable, and I easily could have wound up in Aris First. I hated the Storm King and his armies, and if I'd read Beakolini instead of Marks, I might well have wound up a fascist."
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One wrong turn...
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On Political Violence
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A shocking event has captured public attention. Turqouise Stormcloud, an infamous Phalangist guilty of torturing several creatures, managed to evade the authorities after Crack Lightning's fall. He was at the docks attempting to flee the country when one of his victims recognized him and shot him point blank.
Stormcloud died, and his killer was arrested at the scene. The griff is almost certainly going to prison for murder given the number of witnesses, but since his target was a violent Phalangist criminal, public opinion is overwhelmingly on his side. A petition asking Queen Skystar to pardon him has already garnered thousands of signatures.
"I think you should sign the pardon." Posada said solemnly, "I know what it's like to be tortured, the anger and hatred you feel is all-consuming. He was only doing what he thought was right."
"That doesn't change the fact that he killed the guy," Silverstream replied, "I feel bad for him, but we have laws for a reason. He should have alerted the police and gotten Stormcloud arrested so he could face proper justice."
"Sometimes it's not that simple. If Crack had refused to surrender, would it have been right for Skystar to shoot him? I think it would. Political violence is an ugly thing, but when it's directed against fascist monsters it's also a good thing."
"Oh look at me I'm Posada and I think shooting people is fine," said Silverstream, "Look, that was a revolt, he still had control of the army and could've killed us! There's a big big difference between violence in war and violence in peace time. We can't call ourselves a harmonic society if we allow a murder to go unpunished, no matter how much we think it was justified."
Skystar didn't want to hear any more arguing about this. The whole situation made her feel ill, but there was still a pardon request that needed an answer.
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Tyrants and their minions should be afraid of the people.
We can't devolve to the thuggery of the Phalanx.
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On Moral Politics
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Saving the country from Crack Lightning made Skystar one of the most popular queens in Arisian history. The people adored her, so her presence was requested at numerous public events. Today she was scheduled to give a commencement speech at one of Mount Aris's largest universities, which was finally having its first graduation ceremony since the beginning of the North Zebrican War. But first she had to decide what she was going to say.
"How can I stand there with a straight face and tell them tyranny will never come to Aris again?" Skystar asked, "I'm not even sure I know why fascism was able to take root in the first place. We were so confident in our system and our laws, and Lightning brushed them aside like they were nothing!"
"No matter how well they're written, laws can't guard against evil," Silverstream explained, "That's where morality comes in. By reminding our subjects about friendship and Harmony, we can fill in the gaps!"
"Wow Silverstream, I'm impressed" said Posada, "Impressed with how wrong you are. We had friendship and Harmony before Crack took over, and it wasn't enough. When society is in crisis social alienation will ensure that tyrants find plenty of support, and capitalists will always prefer fascism to a collapse that could threaten their profits. The only way to prevent another dictatorship is to abandon capitalism. No more crises of capital, no more tyrants."
"Friendship and Harmony didn't fail us, we failed them," Silverstream sighed, "Our people lost their way, fear made them turn away from friendship. If we remember our principles, then tyrants won't have any ground to stand on."
"I'm sorry, but moral precepts cannot outweigh the incentives created by material conditions."
"Oh, material conditions!" Silverstream jabbed, sticking her tongue out.
Skystar giggled, but Posada ignored them: "When capitalism is in crisis the owners of capital will turn to fascism to defend it."
"Sorry to interrupt," Skystar said, "but we're gonna be late. I guess I'll say that..."
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Fascism is a gauntlet capital wears when necessary.
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With the first anniversary of Crack Lightning's overthrow coming soon, Queen Skystar was prepared to declare the date a national holiday. It was a universally popular decision that would help bring the nation together, but she knew her advisors would find something to argue about. She just didn't expect them to find it so quickly.
"I'm sorry, but 'Revolution Day' just isn't a good name." Silverstream said, "I think 'Restoration Day' is much more fitting. Crack Lightning usurped power from Aunt Novo, our rightful queen. We're celebrating Skystar's awesome revolt and the restoration of her line to the throne, so it should be called Restoration Day."
Posada shook her head. "I don't see it that way at all. The problem with Crack wasn't that he lacked royal blood, the problem was that he was a fascist dictator. And we're not celebrating just Skystar, we're celebrating all the people of Aris who fought for our freedom. It was a revolution whether you like it or not, and the holiday should be called Revolution Day."
"Ok, but like, we're a monarchy! A holiday celebrating the revolution is the kind of thing that belongs in Cloudbury, not on Mount Aris. If you want to call what happened a revolution then go ahead, but that doesn't mean we should embrace the idea of having a revolution."
"It seems like you're implying that the revolution was only legitimate because it overthrew Crack, which is just not true. A revolution against oppression and exploitation is justified no matter who is in power. If some future monarch of Novo's line were to become a tyrant, the people would have every right to overthrow them."
Silverstream scoffed. "Well, what does our Queen have to say about that?"
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Revolution is a fundamental right of creaturekind.
Army Recovery Rate: +15%
If we legitimize all revolutions, we may be torn apart.
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On Harmony
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Queen Skystar prided herself on her approachability. While previous monarchs expected their subjects to request an audience, Skystar let creatures approach her whenever they liked. Her advisors and even commoners could see the Queen at a moment's notice, provided they had something important to say. The downside of this policy was constant demands on the Queen's time. She was in the middle of a meeting with Posada when Silverstream barged in.
"Hey Skystar, hey Posada! I just finished drafting a decree to restore the Elements of Harmony to our school curriculum. All it needs now is the Queen's signature."
"Sure thing," Skystar replied, taking the paper and a quill from her desk. Just as she was about to sign, she hesitated.
"Is something wrong?" Silverstream asked.
"I'm not sure." Skystar sighed, "I just remembered how Aris First used the Elements of Harmony, corrupting them for their own benefit. They tried to redefine Loyalty to mean blind obedience, and... oh, anyways they did some stuff to the others to."
"Well," Posada interjected, "Maybe it's time to move past the Elements of Harmony. It's always been kinda crazy to think that six ideas can form the basis of society by themselves. Maybe we should embrace new ideas, expand the list to include things more applicable to the struggles creatures face everyday."
"You gotta be kidding!" Silverstream exclaimed, "You can't go around pretending 'socialism' is an Element of Harmony! I've studied the elements for years, and I've seen with my own eyes how well they work in Equestria. The fact that Aris First tried to redefine them is all the more reason for us to set the record straight. These aren't just ideas, they're the bedrock of our civilization!"
"Hmm," Skystar murmured, quill in claw.
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While valuable, Harmony is not enough.
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Dinner with the Queen-Mother
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After abdicating the throne, Queen-Mother Novo has remained an important figure in Arisian society. While some will always despise her for being the queen who appointed Crack Lightning, most creatures have forgiven her, and she always receives a warm reception at public ceremonies.
When Queen Skystar received her mother's dinner invitation she knew it was going to be a pleasant evening. The Queen-Mother had accumulated a great deal of wisdom in her many years on the throne, and Skystar was always interested in hearing what she had to say.
Skystar dipped her spoon into the soup between bouts of laughter. Novo and her daughter had always been able to spend hours talking, and tonight was no exception. Skystar had just finished telling a story about two former Palace Guards when Novo changed the subject.
"So," she said, "I hear you've been relying on Silverstream's council more and more lately."
"Yes mother. My cousin and I get along quite well. She's exactly the kind of creature I need to help restore peace and stability to our realm."
"I don't doubt it," Novo replied, "though she always seemed a bit... silly, at least to me."
"Well, she's still got a good sense of humor, but you'd be surprised at how much she's changed. I think her time in Equestria really helped her grow more mature, and... the hardships she suffered under Crack Lightning helped with that too."
Novo sniffled. She looked like she was on the verge of tears.
"Mother? What's wrong?"
"I'm sorry honey, I'm just so full of regret. I was a failure as Queen, every creature knows that. I allowed that monster to take control and ruin our lives. If only I'd listened to you and Silverstream back then!"
Skystar got up and gave her mother a hug. "It's ok, it's not your fault. You had no way of knowing what Lightning planned to do. Don't worry, we're going to set things right again."
The Queen-Mother sniffled again. "Thank you Skystar. I'm so proud of you."
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Dinner with the Queen-Mother
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After abdicating the throne, Queen-Mother Novo has remained an important figure in Arisian society. While some will always despise her for being the queen who appointed Crack Lightning, most creatures have forgiven her, and she always receives a warm reception at public ceremonies.
When Queen Skystar received her mother's dinner invitation she knew it was going to be a tense evening. The Queen-Mother was much more conservative than her daughter, and though she would never publicly break with Skystar she frequently voiced concerns in private.
Skystar dipped her spoon into the soup while her mother silently cut some kelp on her plate. They used to spend hours talking every night, but so far they'd barely said a word to each other.
"So," Novo said, finally breaking the silence, "I hear you've been relying on Posada's council more and more lately."
"Yes, mother. I know it's a bit odd for the Queen's chief advisor to be a communist, but Posada and I get along quite well. She's exactly the kind of creature I need to help preserve the realm in these troubled times."
"That's funny," Novo replied, "I once said the same thing about Crack Lightning."
"Mother!" Skystar shouted, "I won't let you compare my friend to that monster! Have you ever wondered why Crack was able to take advantage of you so easily? It's because the old way of doing things left us vulnerable. We need to embrace change to prevent another Lightning, and there's no one I trust more to bring about that change than Posada."
The Queen-Mother looked like she was on the verge of tears. "I'm sorry honey, I'm just so scared. I was a failure as Queen, every creature knows that. I allowed that monster to take control and ruin our lives. I don't want you to make the same mistake I did."
Skystar got up and gave her mother a hug. "It's ok, it's not your fault. But I need you to trust me when I say I won't let that happen again."
"Ok," Novo sniffled, "I trust you, Skystar."
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On Military Culpability
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Of all the parts of Crack Lightning's legacy Skystar had to untangle, none was more controversial than the role of the military. It was undeniably a base of support for the Phalangist regime, but that didn't change the fact that thousands of hippogriffs served in it during the war. Most creatures tried to draw a line between the fanatic criminals and the rest of the military. They wanted to believe their friends and relatives fought honorably to defend Aris.
"We need to purge the armed forces of Phalangist sympathizers." Posada said with a stern face. "Many soldiers and officers aided Crack, and we can't have them in our military."
"We should keep investigations to a minimum and punishments light." said Silverstream, "If we go after every soldier who did something questionable under Lightning, most of the army will be purged. And the vast majority of them aren't Phalangists, they were just following orders."
"That doesn't justify crimes against creaturekind!" Posada shouted, "If a soldier is ordered to execute deserters or massacre defenseless POWs, they should disobey those orders! Didn't Sky Beak, your own father, understand that when he resigned from the army in protest?"
"It's true, my father resigned when Aris First took over." Silverstream looked down, "He knew from the things they'd said about me that they were bad people. But he told me that it wasn't an easy decision to make. Every soldier faced the difficult task of deciding whether or not to obey orders from their superiors and from their government. My father and a few others refused, but many good creatures failed that test."
"Well, it's clear we're never going to see eye-to-eye on this," Posada turned to Skystar, "so I guess it's your call."
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We cannot have justice if we let them off.
 Reorganization of the Military
Old guard officers are being sidelined and replaced with younger, loyal officers. It will take some time for the military to adjust.
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Like it or not, we need them.
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The Aftermath
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Razorbeak looked down at the Ace's body. Crack Lightning was barely recognizable. The damned princess had shot him, probably at least a half dozen times from the look of it. There was simply no way he was alive. Such a pity. With him died the hope of a strong Aris.
She had driven off Skystar and the traitors, but it was too late. Nogriff could lead like Crack Lightning did, not even Razorbeak. Still, she knew he would approve of her taking power after his assassination. Yes, assassination. That is what had befallen her mentor, her hero, her Ace. Vile assassination. Murdered in his own home. Could Aris sink any lower?
Of course it could. Degeneracy knew no limits. Crack Lightning had tried to save Aris from its decadence, had tried to lead them to glory, and they had repaid him with cowardice, betrayal and murder. But Razorbeak held the power now. If she acted quickly, she could finish off Skystar's traitors, finish off the disloyal Phalanx, secure control over the army. She had all of Crack's files, all his information on every officer, every dissident, every traitor within Aris.
They called Crack Lightning a tyrant. Cursed him for trying to make them strong. Well, Razorbeak would show them true tyranny. She would avenge Crack Lightning on the pathetic population of Aris, and then mould the next generation into a nation worthy of carrying on Crack Lightning's legacy.
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Aris Demands Skystar's Extradition!
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The new dictator of Aris, "Supreme Commander" Razorbeak, has sent us a message demanding we hoof over the exiled Princess Skystar to be tried for treason and murder for her assassination of Crack Lightning, the previous dictator of Aris. Skystar had been staying with Pinkie Pie following her escape from Aris. She freely admitted to killing Crack Lightning when questioned, adding that he had forced her claw by refusing to surrender during her attempt to restore Aris' legitimate government.
In the last few years, Aris has devolved from a Harmonic monarchy under Skystar's mother Novo to a pseudo-fascist regime which maintained at least a facade of decency under Crack Lightning, to a brazenly totalitarian military dictatorship. Novo's whereabouts are currently unknown.
Hoofing Skystar over to the madgriff in charge of her homeland is out of the question, despite the outlandish threats contained in Razorbeak's missive. Given [HIP.GetName]'s recent defeat, her chances of following up on those threats are close to zero. Twilight Sparkle has offered to personally draft a scathing reply, but it might be best to not take an official position on the subject of Crack Lightning's assassination, lest we lend credence to Razorbeak's wild accusations that we somehow orchestrated it.
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Immediate effects
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Let Twilight have her fun.
AI logic:
A simple "No" will suffice.
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The Junior Spies
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Humid Wind peeked through the blinds for what must have been the tenth time in the past half hour. When he saw that no one was outside, he returned to his wife in the living room.
"Our daughter's still not home from school."
"Maybe she's just playing with her friends," she said, "You don't have to worry so much."
Humid's face tensed up. "Actually, I DO have to worry. Have you noticed that everygriff's completely lost their minds? Crack Lightning's dictatorship was awful, but at least there was some sanity to it. Now having a harmonist cousin is enough to make all our neighbors avoid us like the plague, and we have to dodge armed militias everywhere we go!"
"Calm down dear, there's nothing we can do about it now."
"You're right," Humid sighed, "Our passports are worthless, and finding a ship willing to smuggle us out is slow-going. Until I can find some way for us to escape this nightmare, we're going to have to make the best of it."
Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Humid grew nervous, but when he looked through the blinds and saw his daughter he rushed to let her in.
"Honey! Welcome home-"
Humid froze when he saw the soldier standing behind her. With a smile on her face, his daughter pointed right at him.
"That's him sir. That's the traitor."
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Children are so easy to mold. (Nothing) | |
Family No Longer
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Azure Sky was standing at attention when the officer walked in. In spite of her youth she had the discipline of a professional soldier.
"You've done well," the officer said, "for a miserable little whelp. One of the most fanatic members of the Youth Warrior's League, and you've won most of your sparring matches. Your record is so impressive I'm thinking of ignoring your age and putting you into basic training a few years early. Would you like that?"
"Yes sir! It is an honor to serve Aris, sir!"
"Right answer. But before you get fitted for a new uniform, there's one final test you have to pass."
The officer gave a signal and a soldier entered the room dragging a hippogriff in chains. The prisoner was malnourished and covered in bruises, but Azure recognized him instantly.
"Honey, it's me, it's dad. Honey, help me! Please!"
"Now," said the officer, "what do you see in front of you?"
Azure swallowed hard. "I see a traitor, sir."
The light in her father's eyes died out. He tried to speak but couldn't find the words. Meanwhile the officer smiled.
"And what do you think we should do with traitors?"
"It's simple sir. We purge them."
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Without weakness, without mercy. (Nothing) | |
The Ace
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As the most sacred spot on Mount Aris, the Harmonizing Heights had always been the site of major events. It was usually used for joyful celebrations or more somber affairs. There was no precedent for the ceremony being held today which, while officially a memorial service, had the energy of a riot.
Crack Lightning's corpse was front and center on the stage, the bullet hole in his skull clearly visible. Razorbeak stood behind him in full uniform, glaring at the mourners. The crowd was one of the largest the heights had ever seen, most hippogriffs attending out of fear of their new Commander. The smart ones made an effort to look sad, those who didn't found themselves targeted by the armed detachments storming through the crowd.
After waiting for what felt like an eternity, Razorbeak delivered her eulogy.
"Crack Lightning was the greatest Arisian to ever live. He saved us from the Storm King, he delivered us from the pathetic monarchy, and he prepared us for the glory of foreign conquest and hegemony."
Razorbeak dug her claws into Crack's coffin. "But it was not enough. The Ace could not fully purge the weakness and degeneracy from our society, and the harmonic parasites that remained managed to kill him. Whose fault is that?" She paused. The crowd held its breath.
"IT'S YOUR FAULT!" she shrieked, "You cowards failed him! In his hour of need you stood by and watched as the war was lost, watched as the traitorous princess murdered him! Now he's dead and it's because of each and every one of you!"
Razorbeak's eyes were filled with rage, her gaze so frightening that even her bodyguards started to shift uncomfortably. After a moment of heavy breathing, she continued.
"But this is not the end! We will honor The Ace's memory by building the kind of society he would be proud of. Everyone must live according to his principles, purging the weaklings and traitors in our midst to make Aris the strongest state in the world!"
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ARIS ETERNAL! (Nothing) | |
Coming Alive
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Salty Seas staggered down a dark alleyway. His muscles screamed for him to stop, but his stomach demanded he keep going. Normally older creatures like him had families to take care of them, but he'd lost all of his children to the war. Now he was stuck on Mount Aris, far away from his home in Seaquestria, trying to stay alive.
"And just where do you think you're going?" said a voice behind him. Salty turned around to find three teenage hippogriffs wielding clubs.
"I'm trying to reach the bakery." he replied, leaving out that he intended to rummage through the dumpster behind it.
"You'd better turn around if you know what's good for you. Seaponies aren't welcome around here!"
"Please, just let me-" Salty was cut off by a youth slamming a club into his chest.
"It's because of cowards like you that we lost the war!" screamed the teen as the others rushed to join in. Salty quickly fell to the ground, but their blows and kicks did not stop.
Just when Salty thought he was going to pass out, he heard someone shouting, "What is going on here!?"
The youths stopped their assault, apparently dumbfounded. Salty looked up to see none other than Razorbeak standing over him, flanked by her bodyguards.
"Supreme Commander!" one of the teens replied nervously, "We were just teaching this seapony traitor a lesson."
At first Razorbeak said nothing, then a sinister smile spread across her face. "May I join you?"
Suddenly the whole group descended upon Salty. The youths, the Commander and her guards all showered him with furious blows. Clubs, claws and hooves made contact everywhere. He felt his ribs crack, then his skull, then he didn't feel anything.
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Weaklings get what they deserve. (Nothing) | |
Noble Fear
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For all her faults, Supreme Commander Razorbeak was a pioneer in the field of psychological warfare. She understood that wars were not lost when the army was defeated, but when the civilian population lost the will to fight. Just as the military conducted training exercises to maintain a constant state of readiness, the civilian population would need to be primed for any possible war.
Every corner of Mount Aris was covered in propaganda posters and war murals, some depicting scenes of graphic violence. Every radio broadcast began and ended with a report on Aris's many enemies and their plans for invasion. At every moment of the day, creatures were reminded that the country was under a constant state of siege.
Some propaganda focused on Chiropterra, the militant cult determined to enslave Aris for their false goddess. Other messages were directed against Colthage, the republic of barbaric zebras so jealous of Aris's greatness that they were determined to destroy it. But these enemies were not the main targets of the Commander's efforts, because they at least fought Aris directly like real warriors.
The true enemies were the harmonists, who tried to undermine Aris from within. Harmony was a disease polluting Aris, a rot that had infected its very core. The harmonists had been scheming against Aris ever since the Equestrian element bearers tried to steal the glory of defeating the Storm King. Equestrian influence was at work all over Aris, and there was no doubt that they had inspired Skystar to mutiny and murder The Ace. Even now the harmonists plotted their return to Aris at the head of foreign armies.
The harmonists encouraged their citizens to overcome fear, to be brave and support each other. They didn't understand that fear is a powerful motivator. When a population is subjected to a constant barrage of fear mongering, they quickly learn to fall in line and do as they're told.
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Fear and hatred are a potent mix. (Nothing) | |
The Youth Migration
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Heartening news is reaching us from Seaquestria. It seems our messaging against the weakness and decadence of the previous generation is catching on with youth, who are reporting high rates of truancy, delinquency, and strife within families. While these youngsters will of course have to be straightened out via mandatory military service, the basic cultural move is that the youth, particularly in Seaquestria, have lost all patience for their parents' fin-wringing pacifism.
In particular, out of a combination of patriotism and a desire to spite their parents, many young seaponies have made the courageous decision to reject the seapony way of life entirely and abandon the underwater hubs of weakness in favour of breathing the heady air of Mount Aris.
Young Warriors League leaders have taken it on themselves to teach these intrepid youngsters flying lessons, and more than a few aspire to become pilots like The Ace to truly learn what it means to be a Hippogriff.
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Such laudable initiative!
 Divided Society - Everygriff A Hippogriff
We have rejected seapony weakness. No more shall the sea call to us, promising safety: we shall defend our island, or perish.
If it's worth doing, it's worth forcing.
 Seapony Resentment - Catastrophic
 Seapony Resentment - Dangerous
 Seapony Resentment - Serious
Seapony Resentment - Worrying
Divided Society - Everygriff A Hippogriff
We have rejected seapony weakness. No more shall the sea call to us, promising safety: we shall defend our island, or perish.
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Riots In Seaquestria!
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Following our takeover, riots and protests have broken out across Seaquestria. Razorbeak has always had disdain for seapony cowardice, but it seems this was the final straw. Going on the radio, she railed against the seaponies for being cowards, weaklings, pathetic Harmonists who had failed their country and failed The Ace.
"You were given so many chances", she concluded, "You were coddled, protected, nurtured by us hippogriffs. But you have repaid our leadership with failure and now with rebellion. It seems you need a firm claw from now on. I am hereby declaring curfew and martial law in Seaquestria. All terrorists, separatists, and defeatists shall be dealt with in the harshest manner. Those who surrender themselves will be spared."
After her address, Razorbeak pondered her orders. No doubt, the seaponies would try to resist. No doubt, many in the army would refuse to do what was necessary. This would help her separate the wheat from the chaff: those hippogriffs who "went native" while suppressing the seaponies, those who refused to carry out her orders, those who expressed sympathies with the separatists, they would be discharged or court-martialled. The violence she would unleash upon Seaquestria would bring the seaponies to heel, but it would also purify the Hippogriffs. Just as The Ace would want.
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The seaponies have underestimated our resolve.
 Divided Society - Hippogriff Total Control
Mount Aris is solidifying into the permanent seat of government, with many seeing [HIP.GetLeader] as only representing hippogriff interests. Unrest is brewing among the seaponies, and may soon boil over.
Divided Society - Hippogriff Total Control
Mount Aris is solidifying into the permanent seat of government, with many seeing [HIP.GetLeader] as only representing hippogriff interests. Unrest is brewing among the seaponies, and may soon boil over.
Divided Society - Hippogriff Total Control
Mount Aris is solidifying into the permanent seat of government, with many seeing [HIP.GetLeader] as only representing hippogriff interests. Unrest is brewing among the seaponies, and may soon boil over.
Divided Society - Hippogriff Total Control
Mount Aris is solidifying into the permanent seat of government, with many seeing [HIP.GetLeader] as only representing hippogriff interests. Unrest is brewing among the seaponies, and may soon boil over.
Divided Society - Hippogriff Total Control
Mount Aris is solidifying into the permanent seat of government, with many seeing [HIP.GetLeader] as only representing hippogriff interests. Unrest is brewing among the seaponies, and may soon boil over.
Divided Society - Hippogriff Total Control
Mount Aris is solidifying into the permanent seat of government, with many seeing [HIP.GetLeader] as only representing hippogriff interests. Unrest is brewing among the seaponies, and may soon boil over.
Divided Society - Hippogriff Total Control
Mount Aris is solidifying into the permanent seat of government, with many seeing [HIP.GetLeader] as only representing hippogriff interests. Unrest is brewing among the seaponies, and may soon boil over.
Divided Society - Hippogriff Total Control
Mount Aris is solidifying into the permanent seat of government, with many seeing [HIP.GetLeader] as only representing hippogriff interests. Unrest is brewing among the seaponies, and may soon boil over.
Divided Society - Hippogriff Total Control
Mount Aris is solidifying into the permanent seat of government, with many seeing [HIP.GetLeader] as only representing hippogriff interests. Unrest is brewing among the seaponies, and may soon boil over.
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The Long Wait
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Razorbeak stared at the pre-schoolers playing in the barracks nursery. The green-feathered one was her favourite; she displayed the instinctual aggression which meant she would respond well to the new state's tutelage, when the time came to start training her more explicitly. Razorbeak smiled as the green one pushed over a red one, and she smiled even more when the red one clawed back at the green one.
Long ago, Razorbeak had had a lover. She had wanted to adopt children, an idea Razorbeak had dismissed. That was before she left, as all others had sooner or later, calling Razorbeak "cold" and "distant" and "scary." Razorbeak didn't know where she was now, but alive or dead, she had gotten her way. After a fashion.
Razorbeak had "adopted" all the children of this generation, and through the New Hippogriff state, she would teach them well. The spontaneous attacks against cowards, the denunciations of friends and family, the zeal in the new officers... that was only the beginning. That was what her teachings could do with teenage minds, given only a little while. With the mind of a small child: raised under the pressure of national shame from the moment they could speak, heated up by the fires of rage and revenge... they would emerge as hard as diamonds, perfect soldiers. All she needed to do was wait.
The green one and the red one stopped fighting. She heard a mumbled "Sorry..." from the green one. Razorbeak frowned. Well. That kind of thing was why her reforms were necessary in the first place. She would learn soon enough.
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The New Generation
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Razorbeak was rarely in a good mood, but today was an exception. The Supreme Commander had a smile on her face as she inspected the newest graduates of the Army's officer training school.
This was the first class to graduate after the Supreme Commander personally revised the curriculum, and it showed. Every one of them was a perfect specimen, physically fit and completely ruthless. Razorbeak had been told that the dropout rate was three times higher than it had been in previous classes, but that was a good thing. Cowards and weaklings had no place in Aris's armed forces.
"Congratulations cadets," she said as she concluded her inspection, "Your studies are over, and you're finally ready to be commissioned as officers."
The cadets looked excited, but not a single one of them made a noise or broke rank. Razorbeak's smile grew.
"Your discipline is impeccable, but there's more to being an officer than discipline." Razorbeak approached a female cadet.
"Do you think you're ready to be an officer?"
"Sir, yes sir!"
"Good, then fight me."
"Sir yes si- wait, what?" the cadet stammered, realizing what the Commander had said.
"You heard me. Fight me right now."
"Sir, it's against protocol to strike a superior officer-"
"What's the matter, you think I'm weak? Are you so arrogant as to think you can hurt me!?"
"No sir, I just-"
Razorbeak cut the cadet off by punching her in the face. The blow was hard enough that she collapsed on the spot.
With fire in her eyes, the Commander yelled "Let that be a lesson to everyone here, never disobey a direct order! More importantly, remember that a true warrior never shies away from a fight!"
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ARIS ETERNAL! HAIL THE COMMANDER! (Nothing) | |
The Fate of the Leftist Admiral
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Supreme Commander Razorbeak looked over the list of officers to be purged once again. The first one was a degenerate harmonist traitor, the next had been promoted by Queen Novo. The third was too cowardly, and the fourth had failed The Ace by losing an important battle during the war. Each and every one of them deserved to be exterminated with extreme prejudice.
She was three pages into the list before she found a name that gave her pause: Skybolt Spear. A known communist sympathizer who was a personal friend of Posada before the suppression of all leftist groups. A traitorous association like that required nothing less than immediate execution.
Still, Razorbeak couldn't help but feel that it was such a waste. Being a communist made Skybolt a vile traitor, but at least he wasn't a harmonist. Skybolt also distanced himself from the communists when Aris First came to power, and afterwards he had willingly served The Ace. If he was frightened into loyalty once, he could easily be frightened again. Not to mention that during the war he proved himself to be a talented admiral, winning several victories for Aris.
Maybe there was another way to deal with this traitor. Perhaps psychological torture until he provided a satisfactory confession, then intense public humiliation. Parade him around and make him apologize for his past mistakes, make him promise to serve with unquestioning loyalty from now on. That might be enough of a punishment to allow his reinstatement.
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Let him return to duty after some groveling.
No mercy for traitors.
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The Phalanx Broken
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From the very moment it was created, the Phalanx had been Razorbeak's pet project. She worked hard to build up the paramilitary organization's power while keeping its true nature a secret from the useful idiots on the moderate end of Aris First. She also tried to imprint her own ideas on the Phalanx, making sure its members revered Aris and The Ace just as she did.
Yet in the nation's darkest hour, when the weak hippogriffs and seaponies failed The Ace by losing the war, the Phalanx turned on him. Only a few units, those she'd kept on a tighter leash, fought for Crack Lightning till the end. The rest had turned on him and created the chaos which lead to Skystar's mutiny, making them accomplices in the assassination of The Ace.
Now, after months of investigations and violent interrogations, Razorbeak had finally gotten to the root of the plot. She knew exactly which soldiers were responsible for the mutiny and which soldiers had remained loyal. The latter would be reorganized to form the core of a new vanguard unit, the former were all locked up and awaiting execution.
Yet some part of Razorbeak hesitated. These weren't just any traitors, these were her friends. They were officers she'd served with for years, soldiers she'd personally trained. Even if they had betrayed Aris, killing them felt wrong.
Razorbeak agonized over the decision for a few moments before realizing how foolish this line of thinking was. These Phalanx members weren't her friends, Crack Lightning was her friend, and these traitors had taken him away from her! Purging weakness required more than purging society, it required a purging of the self as well. Any impulses that restrained her, anything that prevented her from doing what must be done had to go.
Without wasting another second she signed the order for a mass execution. Her only regret was that she had failed to instill proper loyalty in these soldiers.
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Aris must come before all else.
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The Equestrian Response
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Equestria's reply is everything we could have hoped for and more. Princess Twilight Sparkle sent the Supreme Commander a personal message denouncing her, Crack Lightning, everything [HIP.GetName] stands for, the Aris First movement, and even the principle of nationalism itself! She went so far as to say that the assassination of Crack Lightning was his own fault for refusing Skystar's mercy, and predict that Razorbeak's regime would last "three years at most" before Harmony came roaring back.
Naturally, we have turned this letter into the basis of a whole new wave of propaganda: "Three years to prepare for Equestrian intervention! Look how these princesses hate Aris, and all Arisians. They all but admitted to aiding Skystar in her foul act of murder!"
And so on and so forth. The Equestrians would from now on form the centerpiece, the eternal constant of the ever-shifting rogue's gallery of foreign enemies looming just beyond Aris' shores. Razorbeak would make sure every Arisian read this letter, and knew what it meant: the Equestrians hate us, they have always hated us, and any day now we will have to defend our homes against their wrath.
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The event “Aris Demands Skystar's Extradition!” option “Let Twilight have her fun.” |
It's almost too good to be true!
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The Equestrian Response
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Unfortunately, it seems the Equestrians did not "bite." In a perfunctory response, [EQS.GetLeader] declined our request and said in no uncertain terms that they were not interested in pursuing diplomatic or other relations with [HIP.GetNameDef].
While we could fabricate a more combative response or otherwise continue to stoke fears of Equestrian-backed Harmonist-Skystarist terrorism, some within Razorbeak's inner circle are suggesting we forget about Skystar and pivot to fearmongering about one of our foes from the North Zebrican War.
This would remove the ability to neatly tie together internal and external enemies with the same elegance, but it might be easier to propagandize against countries which have killed so many Arisians in recent memory rather than former allies whose crimes are largely symbolic.
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The event “Aris Demands Skystar's Extradition!” option “A simple "No" will suffice.” |
Option conditions
Skystar sold us out to Chiropterra!
Skystar is in a patrician's mansion in Colthage!
Skystar is plotting a rebellion in Seaquestria!
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The Elusive Princess
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While she had initially set course for Equestria, it appears that Princess Skystar and her entourage never arrived. We have scoured up and down Aris and Seaquestria looking for her, but it is as if she vanished into thin air. Upon hearing the news, Supreme Commander Razorbeak shut herself in the war room for hours, pouring over maps to try and discern where Skystar could have gone.
During that time, Razorbeak came up with a new idea: perhaps it didn't matter? Perhaps Skystar's very elusiveness could be used to our advantage? If she is nowhere to be found, then we can claim that she is still in Seaquestria somewhere, which would make our crackdowns on the riotous seaponies that much easier to justify. Or perhaps we could claim that she was a fifth-columnist all along, and is living like a Princess in the lands of one of our North Zebrican War enemies. The possibilities are limitless!
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Option conditions
Skystar sold us out to Chiropterra!
Skystar is in a patrician's mansion in Colthage!
Skystar is plotting a rebellion in Seaquestria! (Nothing) | |