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{Revenge, you are claiming the throne of Serpanta without Septim's approval. This constitutes rebellion on your part. Unless you are an abnormally good explainer, Septim will send his army after you and completely destroy you.}

[[ I havent taken it over, I just took the small throne of the province while I stayed there.... ]]

[[ No I'm not  ^^ ]]

[[ I said I shreded my human form and ascened, I now work in a cafe with other ascened beings...]]

[I wasn't strangleing him....I had my demon hold him.....which is still holding him......]

"Septim, I sent Wraith on his mission and Revenge started to command him like he was in his army or something! After I told him to stay out of it and leave Wraith alone!"

[I could arguue that he could still hold on to him but ok....]

*Might smiles as the news come to him.

"Xerxus get to Septim as fast as you can. Ill get the warships to you but in the meantime protect Septim at all costs and please try and stop the Emperor from charging into battle...."

*Might readys his 6 fleets of 70 Dragonships and moves them as fast as he can to the coast.

Xerxus arrives at the cost just in time for a huge dragon to sweep down straight toward Septim. Xerxus sees this and unfurls his wings and leaps into the sky just in time to ram the dragon in the side and make it plumet to the ground. Xerxus flys down and stabs all the way through its scales into the dragons heart.

Xerxus turns to Septim.

"My Lord has sent me to protect you and make sure you don't charge for no reason against dragons."*

"In about 10 minutes. The mages are creating a portal in the sky so that they can fly through it to get here faster."

"Do I have permission to go into the city to kill the dragons while they rest so that Might and his dragonships will have less to deal with?"

Might's airships arrived, along with the army of Xarxes, and the legions of Revenge, Verll's mages came towards the end of the battle, the dragon attack was fended off. Septim gets his army together and decides to fight back, Septim then unveils his creation, a capital airship. Two massive orbs are charged with magic, which levitates the massive behemoth for up to three weeks. The orbs are protected by a special type of metal, a cross between steel, mithril, and a small amount of adamantium. If an orb is to fail, turbines are below deck to keep it powered. Septim has many serpent and human mages on board the flagship of the air fleet. Massive rapid-fire ballistas are at the sides, over two hundred, and many catapults are there as wallbreakers.

"This is the first of it's kind! The Erabor can also reach speeds of up to two hundred miles per hour! And if any of you are wondering how this is possible...I will not tell...three more are already being built and will be done by the end of the week! So prepare yourselves!"

*Septim approaches the greatest of his mages, Zarisus's brother, and places him in charge of the Erabor.

After two weeks of preparation, the Erabor, the Gordia, the Killaria, the Esillia, and the Banditia are completed and fully crewed. Septim has an army of 500,000 men and serpents, 1,000 warships, five capital airships, and 250 smaller airships based on Erunion's design, but improved upon. Septim also has the strength of Might's air fleet. Septim's men board their ships again. Septim calls Corperal Topal over to him.

"Topal, I promote you to Lieutenant and I place you in command of the twenty-sixth cohort of the fifth legion. You are to board the Star of Esillia, make me proud soldier!"

Septim boards the Fury of Erabor with his other Dukes.

Telcontar is missing this war, but he is doing important exploration in the North, I wonder what he will uncover...

Septim goes into his war office on his ship and sits in his chair, Septim then calls Melkor, his serveant.

"Melkor...call a meeting with the Dukes."

"Yes sir...", says Melkor as he leaves the room.

[I hope they don't have Dragonships.....because I invented em and they should have no idea of my invention! Unless they have spies....]

[[OOC: They do, because THEY made them before us, but we didn't know about it and ignorantly thought that we made them first. They're design is different than ours though...]]

*Wraith arrives at Serptantia with his men. 5 of them were warriors, armed to the teeth with platemail and with shortswords and knives. The warriors wore cloaks so as to try draw attention away from their weapons. Then, there were 3 mages, wearing robes and carrying staves cleverly disguised as walking sticks. The final two soldiers were trained archers. They had quivers of arrows and shortbows. They also had knives hidden in case they had to fight at close range.

As they walked through the capital, lizardmen looked strangely at the group. Wraith asked one for directions and he was reluctantly told the way to Gagro-Rar's mansion. When they arrived they saw a small but luxurious mansion.*

[Does it have walls around it and, if so, how many exits? I am assuming there are guards.]

As the army is gathering to embark upon their voyage, Three aircraft fly in from the direction of the Drakonian isles.
As they get closer, scorch marks and damage are clearly visible on the craft.
The three touch ground, and the crews get out, thankful to be back on earth. Erunion steps out of the lead craft, his armour blackened. Seeing the encampments, he asks for his men to be looked after and then asks were the Emperor is. Hearing this, he teleports to the spot.
Erunion bows before Septim, then rises and proceeds to give his report.
"Emperor, at first I traveled north with my men. We crossed the northern ocean in approximately six hours. Beyond that ocean we found a land of oft warring creatures, they seem to be a demented twist between a large cat and a human. We landed in an abnormally peaceful village, (it later turned out to be the home of an extremely revered shaman) and were welcomed by the populace, and later by the shaman himself. He talked of the lack of order in the land, how their land is split into dozens of different factions, all at war with someone or another, how peace was rare except in a few isolated pockets like the one we were lucky enough to land in. We stayed some days there, and managed to procure some of the local fruits, spices, minerals and gems, which have been unloaded and are being sent here.
After that, we took off and headed west, following the advice given to us by these "Tigarians." We came to a strange land, extremely densely covered in trees and clearly an archipelago of mid-sized islands. We landed in one of the rare clearings to find us surrounded by spear and bow wielding creatures, they had armour that seemed designed to cover their entire body and coated with a substance known as "rubber" which we later learned was fairly good at repelling fire. They're armament consisted solely of bows, crossbows, spears, pikes and ballista. When we managed to convince them we meant no immediate harm, they told us that they were often raided by dragons, and spoke of how only the extremely frequent and persistent rains kept the dragon fire from destroying their whole land. The creatures themselves (as we saw when they took off their strange armour) were extremely hairy beasts with long arms and protruding jaws. We traded with them a bit and managed to get a few saplings of this "rubber tree", a suit of their armour and some of the local fruits. After that they told us the direction that the dragons came from, and we flew down there to scout out the coast. Unfortunately we were ambushed by enemy airships, similar in function to Might's but different in design, and several flying dragons. A combat ensued and we killed and destroyed several of them, losing two of our craft, but were eventually forced to withdraw at top speed due to lack of numbers. We then flew back here and landed. We have maps of the north-western coast of the drakonian isles, a complete map of Tigaria, complete maps of three of the monkey isles, as well as some incomplete maps showing the coasts of more."

*Although there is a large iron fence, nobody is standing guard. Wraith sees the guards and formulates a quick plan in his mind. He explains it to his soldiers and they nod their understanding. They cover their faces and they creep up as close as possible to the entrances to mansion and spring the plan into action. Since there are 5 entrances they split into groups of 2 and go to each entrance. When Wraith sees that everyone is in place he gives the signal, an owl hoot, and they storm the building.

They take the city guard by surprise and Wraith warns them not to hurt the guards. They tie them up instead and, while 2 soldiers stand guard over them and interrogate them, Wraith and the others searches the building.*

"Hmmmm...hairy primitive men, tigers, and another race whom use airships. Thank you Erunion, we will be sure to put the intel you have gathered to good use. Let us halt the war now and bring our military back to Erabor, there we will grow those "rubber" trees fast and due to magical progression techniques, we will have enough rubber to cover most of our forces. These trees will be harvested, but we will grow more off of them..."

The fleet and military goes back to Erabor, where they plant the trees in the best enviroment and they have the best of the Eraborian and Serpentian work on growing more and more rubber.

[[OOC: We will head out to Drakonia on Sunday, when Erunion and I return...and untie the guards! They are trying to find the assassin just as you are!]]

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[[ I have already landed on Drakonia but I will head to the monkey islands to conqour that instead as you two will have a feast on the Drakonia........ ]]
Revenge's ships head north as new information is passed to him
" Revenge my Duke, theres word that Septim and Erunion are going to take Drakonia "
" So be it.... We will head north and begin an assault on the Monkey isles"
" Captain, northwards!"
Revenge begins his trip north....

[[ This was needed to clear things up.... Let me take some of the islands before you come barging in ......lol ..... Its still the Erarbian Empire once I conqour....]]

[[ Then I will attack the tigers, either way, Im on a war path! MUAHAHAH ]]
[[ Thanks for the pointer though ^^ ]]

Erunion, having witnessed the transaction, later comments to Septim on how useful that could be. After saying this, Erunion continues to speak.
"Emperor, when I went to Tigaria, and was greeted with such friendliness and kindness by the Shaman and the people of his village, I swore an oath to him that I would do all in my power to restore order to Tigaria. I request permission to take my legion and begin my task. Full military support would be even better."

"On the condition that they allow themselves to be under the control of our Empire, and that will become the Province of Tigaria, of course one of their own may be the Duke of Tigaria. If they agree to this, then yes, we will help restore full order to Tigaria. I will let you take the fifth and sixth fleet and seven legions (35,000 men) along with a capital airship (The Killaria) and thirty of your smaller crafts. And by the way, Xarxes has resigned as High General of the Eraborian Empire in order to give his attention to Gordia. So, as Emperor of the Eraborian Empire, I now promote you to the rank of High General!"

[[OOC: In the Eraborian Army there is one High General, four Generals, and twenty Colonels. You are now High Commander of the armies, but you must still ask permission from me to get a force larger than ten thousand men.]]

Septim brings his fleet and army to the monkey people, whom, under pressure, agree to join the Eraborian Empire.

[[OOC: When I get back I want to go straight for the Xerillians, Orcs, Hobbits, and Trolls.]]

[[OOC: Killer, you will start on one of the small islands underneath the Drakonian Empire...they are populated by a mixture of Serpentians, Drakonians, and Eraborians.]]

*Might teleports to the Troll Chiefdoms with his demon-general, Xerxus, at his side and meets with the most powerful tribe of Trolls on the island.*

"I see you are arch-enemies of the Xerillian Empire. I too am their enemies. Maybe we could work together....My people are powerful warriors! All I need is your oath of fealty to me. I wont interfer with your islands politics ,but you will be considered part of our Empire and my Duchy. I will make you Steward and you will have more power than you can ever imagine! I will give you money so that you can harness the full power of this island and you will be able to join my army and show my warriors how to fight. If only you would swear fealty to me..."

The Troll chieftan looks at Might and smiles at him and says, "I see your point! Would this make me the supreme ruler of the island other that you? And whats the catch?"

Might smiles, "You will allow me to build one city in the middle of the island, have one base, and be part of my Duchy as I have already said."

A shadow drifted through the void, timeless and alone. There wasn't much of the personality of it's progenitor left within it: just a husk, filled with terror, the sense of failure, and despair. The darkness clammed in around it, the shadows of this realm sensing a potential feed. Without warning, it vanished, popping through a natural, briefly-opened gate, a portal to the Void.

The shadow lay on the lush, verdant undergrowth of one the Drakorian out-isles. It... he... began to reform a body, and drag together it's personality, through force of will alone.

A couple of hours later, Verthias rose unsteadily to his feet. The materials of this body were poor - rubber lay where the muscle should be, earth formed the organs, and wood was the bones. A cluster of ants who had the impudence to crawl over him made the finest piece of all, a tiny, malformed brain. But this body would suffice. The new body was attuned with the jungle, could sense the minutae of it's existence. It felt the beat that drove a million tons of sap up into the air, and the steady breathing of the trees. But there was an intruder - a great wood hulk, teeming with ant-things covered in metal. They were clustering around a breach in the wooden wall, their leader, one swathed in cloth and holding a long stick, directing them.

Verthias could see that magic emanated from the man. Not strong, but magic nonetheless: And the denizens of the Void took every opportunity they could get. This might just be his chance to claw his way back into the world, he thought, as he hobbled off to seek his prey.

[So, can I join? ;D]

Revenge takes note of the happenings
He puts his scientists to work on a new weapon....