Pelasgia
Established Nation
Sounio
The news of the unexpected backstab by the Junta had exploded the politics of the Amarysian League, Sounio most of all cities. Phones ringing, people running, papers all over the place. In the office of the Consul of the Sounio all chaos had broken loose. While Amarysia was the official political centre most power was de facto in Sounio, along with the military command. The news of the arrival of Krusevan volunteers who would be added to Sounian troops sent to the front was a happy one, yet the Consul was weary of the vanguardist Krusevans. Some military involvment was welcome but it would need to be at a controlable level, one that could be contained in case the Krusevans forgot in whose country they were. The telegram sent by the Consul had stated it subtly, yet strongly. For now they were fully content with working with fellow Socialists agaist the monstrosity that was the Junta.
The three volunteer brigades seemed to fit that balance. Wendziema seemed to be a more likeable, less vanguardist and honest source of help. The Consulary welcomed any aid from them with open hands, because for now that aid was too little to intervene with its internal workings, something the Wendziema seemed to not be interested in anyway. Eiffelland was also a source of support, though it almost surely would have helped the Naupactite Crown too. The Eiffellanders had been very friendly without political reasons, for solely humanitarian purposes, since as far back as the autumn of 1954, so the Consulary office had almost full trust in them. The people liked them and any Eiffellander aid to the League would defenately boost its popularity. A little caution against a monarchy could never hurt though. During a war a degree of paranoia was only natural.
Κυκλωπική Τριαρχία - Τομέας Αμαρύσιου Συμπολιτείας
From the office of Triarch Cleisthenes Zorbas
ΑΚΡΩΣ ΑΠΟΡΡΗΤΟ - TOP SECRET
To: Boleslaw Zalenski, Overseer of International Affairs of Wendziema
By: Cleisthenes Zorbas, Consul of Sounio, President of the Amarysian League & Triarch of the Cyclopeian Triarchy
Comrade and Friend,
We thank you for your genuine offer of support and concern for the Cyclopeian people. It should go without question that we accept your help and we would like to cooperate closely in order to achieve a victory for the Cyclopeian people against tyranny. A meeting with your ambassador, or any other official of your choice, is among my top priotities.
Κλεισθένης Ζορμπάς
The volunteers who arrived from Kruseva were landed in Elena island instead of Sounio, as the Consul was weary of any submarine operations by the Junta in the area. When the Triarchy was formed the regular military had been split so that the Duchy got most of the Airforce, the League most of the Navy and the Junta most of the Army. So the League sent out its large navy in order to patrol the southern waters. Once the waters were found to be clear the Krusevans, along with Elenan troops, were brought to the mainland to be sent to the front. However the Junta could hide its forces near the waters of the neutral Antikyra, which was part of the Oenotrian Duchy, so the Sounian navy had to be on alert. Once ashore the Krusevans were greeted by the General Chief of the Volunteer Briagades and welcomed by the people who loved the foreign socialist support. They would be deployed on the Petropyle passage along with four Sounian, one Amarysian and one Elenan divisions.
The Krusevans were placed on the top segment of the formation to avoid any possible incidents with the neutral Antikyrans who had placed their forces on the border on alert and they were officially integrated into the International Volunteer Battalions. Upon arriving to the Petropyle they were briefed by Strategos (General) Anastasios Vafiotis, who had been placed in command of all operations in the area. The General met with Ioannu Andric in the HQ of the Amarysian League I Army Corps, in Heraclia. The office was on the third floor of the HQ, a generic neoclassical building in Cyclopeia with enough decorations to fit the category but nothing extremely delicate. Stacks of papers and maps were here and there and people run around, in the panic the slow but very real advance of the Junta had brought on everyone. The General seemed to be the only calm man in the chaos, overlooking a map of the Petropyle corridor on his desk, in the Olive coloured uniform of the Amarysian Army, with his peaked cap on the side of his desk, bearing a red star surrounded by golden olive branches, the same insignia also present on his uniform. He looked up and welcomed Ioannu, a man who was known as a hero of Socialism across the Long Sea.
"Hello Mr. Andric. We are honoured to have you here. Please, have a seat. I am sorry we have to receive you under these circumstances... but better like this than never. How much do you know of the current situation?"
Naupactus
In Nauplio and Sounio everybody seemed to be on edge. But in Naupactus and all of Oenotria life seemed to go on uninhibited. At the top of Naupactus stood the Acropolis, in which among with the Ancient structures, some of which were temples, one was the Megaro of the city. There the Duke of Oenotria & Antikyra, Ericthonius walked up and down in his personal study trying to think of what to do about the current situation. The light poored in from both sides in the windows between the pillars while the bookselves of the study and the wood that dominated the room calmed Ericthonius, reminding him of Amarysia. The population of the city and the entire Duchy lived calmlu confident that the Duke would keep the peace. But he, entrusted with that huge responsibility, was somewhat less confident. His personnal friend, Alexandros Leontokardos, the Archon (Lord) of Naupactus walked into the study.
"Good morning your Majesty. I was told by Princess Theodora I would find you here."
"Good morning to you too Alexandros. I would be surprised if Theodora could not be honest. I assume you are here because of the war?"
"Well one would not be entirely wrong to assume that. Since you mentioned it we might as well start with it. What have you thought of so far?"
"I think our neutrality is the way to go. I hate the Junta as much as the Sounians but right now we cannot risk Antikyra being invaded. Those potheads will give us an excuse to help the Sounians soon enough. We might as well let both drain their men and salt their fields so they are weakened when we come in."
"Perhaps sooner than you might have thought. You have been told, have you not?"
"Of course. But I already suspected it long ago. They just proved my suspicions."
"To kill a Despot is one thing. To think they would go as far as killing Princess Ioulietta too just to make it look spontanious... A man may kill a dog, an insect... but a Despot and a Princess of Nauplio?"
"Does the idea offend you? When a throne is at stake men will do much more than just kill two bluebloods. Men like Papanikolaou and Pelasgiotis that is."
"Their time will come. Death does say 'Et in Oenotria ego' after all."
"Indeed. But we have to Ducal Council for such discussions. What else did you want to talk about?"
"Oh yes, I almost forgot. It is about time you spoke to the ambassador of the Crown of @
The news of the unexpected backstab by the Junta had exploded the politics of the Amarysian League, Sounio most of all cities. Phones ringing, people running, papers all over the place. In the office of the Consul of the Sounio all chaos had broken loose. While Amarysia was the official political centre most power was de facto in Sounio, along with the military command. The news of the arrival of Krusevan volunteers who would be added to Sounian troops sent to the front was a happy one, yet the Consul was weary of the vanguardist Krusevans. Some military involvment was welcome but it would need to be at a controlable level, one that could be contained in case the Krusevans forgot in whose country they were. The telegram sent by the Consul had stated it subtly, yet strongly. For now they were fully content with working with fellow Socialists agaist the monstrosity that was the Junta.
The three volunteer brigades seemed to fit that balance. Wendziema seemed to be a more likeable, less vanguardist and honest source of help. The Consulary welcomed any aid from them with open hands, because for now that aid was too little to intervene with its internal workings, something the Wendziema seemed to not be interested in anyway. Eiffelland was also a source of support, though it almost surely would have helped the Naupactite Crown too. The Eiffellanders had been very friendly without political reasons, for solely humanitarian purposes, since as far back as the autumn of 1954, so the Consulary office had almost full trust in them. The people liked them and any Eiffellander aid to the League would defenately boost its popularity. A little caution against a monarchy could never hurt though. During a war a degree of paranoia was only natural.
Κυκλωπική Τριαρχία - Τομέας Αμαρύσιου Συμπολιτείας
From the office of Triarch Cleisthenes Zorbas
ΑΚΡΩΣ ΑΠΟΡΡΗΤΟ - TOP SECRET
To: Boleslaw Zalenski, Overseer of International Affairs of Wendziema
By: Cleisthenes Zorbas, Consul of Sounio, President of the Amarysian League & Triarch of the Cyclopeian Triarchy
Comrade and Friend,
We thank you for your genuine offer of support and concern for the Cyclopeian people. It should go without question that we accept your help and we would like to cooperate closely in order to achieve a victory for the Cyclopeian people against tyranny. A meeting with your ambassador, or any other official of your choice, is among my top priotities.
Κλεισθένης Ζορμπάς
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The volunteers who arrived from Kruseva were landed in Elena island instead of Sounio, as the Consul was weary of any submarine operations by the Junta in the area. When the Triarchy was formed the regular military had been split so that the Duchy got most of the Airforce, the League most of the Navy and the Junta most of the Army. So the League sent out its large navy in order to patrol the southern waters. Once the waters were found to be clear the Krusevans, along with Elenan troops, were brought to the mainland to be sent to the front. However the Junta could hide its forces near the waters of the neutral Antikyra, which was part of the Oenotrian Duchy, so the Sounian navy had to be on alert. Once ashore the Krusevans were greeted by the General Chief of the Volunteer Briagades and welcomed by the people who loved the foreign socialist support. They would be deployed on the Petropyle passage along with four Sounian, one Amarysian and one Elenan divisions.
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The Krusevans were placed on the top segment of the formation to avoid any possible incidents with the neutral Antikyrans who had placed their forces on the border on alert and they were officially integrated into the International Volunteer Battalions. Upon arriving to the Petropyle they were briefed by Strategos (General) Anastasios Vafiotis, who had been placed in command of all operations in the area. The General met with Ioannu Andric in the HQ of the Amarysian League I Army Corps, in Heraclia. The office was on the third floor of the HQ, a generic neoclassical building in Cyclopeia with enough decorations to fit the category but nothing extremely delicate. Stacks of papers and maps were here and there and people run around, in the panic the slow but very real advance of the Junta had brought on everyone. The General seemed to be the only calm man in the chaos, overlooking a map of the Petropyle corridor on his desk, in the Olive coloured uniform of the Amarysian Army, with his peaked cap on the side of his desk, bearing a red star surrounded by golden olive branches, the same insignia also present on his uniform. He looked up and welcomed Ioannu, a man who was known as a hero of Socialism across the Long Sea.
"Hello Mr. Andric. We are honoured to have you here. Please, have a seat. I am sorry we have to receive you under these circumstances... but better like this than never. How much do you know of the current situation?"
Naupactus
In Nauplio and Sounio everybody seemed to be on edge. But in Naupactus and all of Oenotria life seemed to go on uninhibited. At the top of Naupactus stood the Acropolis, in which among with the Ancient structures, some of which were temples, one was the Megaro of the city. There the Duke of Oenotria & Antikyra, Ericthonius walked up and down in his personal study trying to think of what to do about the current situation. The light poored in from both sides in the windows between the pillars while the bookselves of the study and the wood that dominated the room calmed Ericthonius, reminding him of Amarysia. The population of the city and the entire Duchy lived calmlu confident that the Duke would keep the peace. But he, entrusted with that huge responsibility, was somewhat less confident. His personnal friend, Alexandros Leontokardos, the Archon (Lord) of Naupactus walked into the study.
"Good morning your Majesty. I was told by Princess Theodora I would find you here."
"Good morning to you too Alexandros. I would be surprised if Theodora could not be honest. I assume you are here because of the war?"
"Well one would not be entirely wrong to assume that. Since you mentioned it we might as well start with it. What have you thought of so far?"
"I think our neutrality is the way to go. I hate the Junta as much as the Sounians but right now we cannot risk Antikyra being invaded. Those potheads will give us an excuse to help the Sounians soon enough. We might as well let both drain their men and salt their fields so they are weakened when we come in."
"Perhaps sooner than you might have thought. You have been told, have you not?"
"Of course. But I already suspected it long ago. They just proved my suspicions."
"To kill a Despot is one thing. To think they would go as far as killing Princess Ioulietta too just to make it look spontanious... A man may kill a dog, an insect... but a Despot and a Princess of Nauplio?"
"Does the idea offend you? When a throne is at stake men will do much more than just kill two bluebloods. Men like Papanikolaou and Pelasgiotis that is."
"Their time will come. Death does say 'Et in Oenotria ego' after all."
"Indeed. But we have to Ducal Council for such discussions. What else did you want to talk about?"
"Oh yes, I almost forgot. It is about time you spoke to the ambassador of the Crown of @
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