The guards watch in confusion as this scene unfolds, their eyes widening as they wear the name "Razar". One of them takes a radio from his belt and speaks quietly into it; less than a minute later, half a zoen more Ravens run out of the guardhouse next to the gates.
"This way please, sir," their leaders directs, a hint of mockery in his voice. Two guards frogmarch Razar away, another two carrying the sack, and take both the prisoners towards one of the larger buildings.
The remaining four guards at the gate turn back to the blue-masked raven. "Your gifts will be deeply appreciated, I am sure. Perhaps you would like to come inside? The Director would be most interested in meeting you."
* * *
Meanwhile, the two prisoners are taken into an older factory building, fallen into disuse as more modern facilities have replaced it. The guards march into an old control room, overlooking the empty factory floor below. Minutes later, Radnar himself marches into the room, followed by two ravens in the black masks and clothing of the Raven Resistance. The Director gives Razar a penetrating stare, before gesturing to the sack.
"Open it."
The guards quickly open the sack and turn it upside down, dumping the second prisoner onto the concrete floor.
-The blue masked Raven smirked and then shook his head no.-
"Well, i would like to, but, i'd rather stay away from you... and your kin stay away from mine. It's mutually better if we never met at all and pretend this never happened... I, former Prince of the Raven Tribe, i was. Now i'ts better that im Raven Chief to a new reborn Razarian Monarchy, heck, i don't think i can call it a monarchy at all, say... more like a cult... Now it's better i've now become full leader of my kin loyal to me. We'll oust the straggling Razarian monarchists and turn them over to you..., after that, i'll won't bother New Talon Industries ever again, and we'll coexist peacefully, unlike my mom and dad..."
-Razic grinned, gave the guard a thumbs up, salutes, then spread his wings and soonly flew away back south. Prolly back to Southernfell... but being a raven he was, he left a calling card, a small note on the ground... wonder what it says...-
-Meanwhile in said building, the black eagle Razar looked terrified, seeing his wife of a sister soon flopped onto the floor out of the burlap sack-
Rica: "G-gaah!! F-finally i-im out...!" -she'd looked up to see the other ravens around her and she'd gasped- "W-wait, who in the name of Cavora are YOU people?!"
Razar: "Wh-what has our s-son done t-to us?! W-we're n-not delusional at all! H-how could h-he leave us to die like this!?"
-Both Razarian royalty looked around eachother and soon quickly gotten up to embrace eachother tightly as they gazed at all the unfriendly faces around them-
"Oh, don't worry..." Radnar says, followed by a very worrying cackle.
"Your lives will be spared, on one condition."
He gestures to the guards, who bring in a small table. Radnar pulls out out a piece of paper with several paragraghs of printed text, an inkpot, and a raven-feather quill. he places them on the table and turns back to Rica.
"This a Declaration of Abdication, now and forever dissolving the Razarian monarchy and recognising New Talon Industries as the sole legitimate government of the Raven Tribe. If you sign it, neither of you will be harmed, and you may live out of the rest of your days in comfort. If you refuse...well, matters could become....ugly."
An huge armoured division of the Sabretooth Army arrives in the northern foothills and begins its ascent high into the Iron Mountains. Infantry and smaller vehicles enter the ancient tunnels beneath the mountains, using them to move around unseen and appear all over the place. In this way, they quickly scout out much of the mountains unobserved and locate all of the main settlements. Reporting back to Major General "Lackfang", they work out a path upwards that should bypass defended areas.
High in the Iron Mountains lies an inhospitable area never settled by any tribe. The White Lioness and her retinue pass along a rocky dell and arrive in a bustling camp. Hundreds of warriors move around, clearly preparing to break camp and march. The Queen goes straight to the command tent and strides into the war council. She ignores the group of junior commanders who greet her and stares at a chair set back from the table, where a lone figure is covered in shadow.
"Silas."
"Your Majesty."
Major General Silas "Lackfang" slowly leans forward into the light. He is smaller than most, dwarfed by the huge chair of carved wood in which he sits. A huge scar runs across the left side of his face, starting at the corner of his mouth where one of his fangs is missing - lost in a battle several centuries ago. It takes some effort not to look away from that wounded face, but the White Lioness does so unpeturbed. The Lackfang is not athletically built, but he had long earned a reputation as the best strategist in his tribe. In the old wars, he masterminded numerous battles, his tactical genius routing the Lion Guard time after time. He might have spent several lifetimes imprisoned in the ice, but it has not dulled his mind.
"Is all prepared, General?"
"Just so, ma'am. We are ready to move as soon as the Mammoths arrive."
-The blue masked Raven smirked and then shook his head no.-
"Well, i would like to, but, i'd rather stay away from you... and your kin stay away from mine. It's mutually better if we never met at all and pretend this never happened... I, former Prince of the Raven Tribe, i was. Now i'ts better that im Raven Chief to a new reborn Razarian Monarchy, heck, i don't think i can call it a monarchy at all, say... more like a cult... Now it's better i've now become full leader of my kin loyal to me. We'll oust the straggling Razarian monarchists and turn them over to you..., after that, i'll won't bother New Talon Industries ever again, and we'll coexist peacefully, unlike my mom and dad..."
-Razic grinned, gave the guard a thumbs up, salutes, then spread his wings and soonly flew away back south. Prolly back to Southernfell... but being a raven he was, he left a calling card, a small note on the ground... wonder what it says...-
-Meanwhile in said building, the black eagle Razar looked terrified, seeing his wife of a sister soon flopped onto the floor out of the burlap sack-
Rica: "G-gaah!! F-finally i-im out...!" -she'd looked up to see the other ravens around her and she'd gasped- "W-wait, who in the name of Cavora are YOU people?!"
Razar: "Wh-what has our s-son done t-to us?! W-we're n-not delusional at all! H-how could h-he leave us to die like this!?"
-Both Razarian royalty looked around eachother and soon quickly gotten up to embrace eachother tightly as they gazed at all the unfriendly faces around them-
"Oh, don't worry..." Radnar says, followed by a very worrying cackle.
"Your lives will be spared, on one condition."
He gestures to the guards, who bring in a small table. Radnar pulls out out a piece of paper with several paragraghs of printed text, an inkpot, and a raven-feather quill. he places them on the table and turns back to Rica.
"This a Declaration of Abdication, now and forever dissolving the Razarian monarchy and recognising New Talon Industries as the sole legitimate government of the Raven Tribe. If you sign it, neither of you will be harmed, and you may live out of the rest of your days in comfort. If you refuse...well, matters could become....ugly."
The guards crack their knuckles menacingly.
Suddenly, a radio call comes in from another Chima Alliance tribe for Radnar.
Petricoff: "Ravens! Ravens, come in! This is acting Minor Tribes leader Petricoff; we're being attacked by the Sabertooth Tigers...again! I don't...know who's leading you, or if you're even part of the Alliance anymore, but I don't really care. You Ravens played an instrumental role in helping us beat back the Sabers' first attack, so... I'll, uh, pay you greatly for your aid!"
An huge armoured division of the Sabretooth Army arrives in the northern foothills and begins its ascent high into the Iron Mountains. Infantry and smaller vehicles enter the ancient tunnels beneath the mountains, using them to move around unseen and appear all over the place. In this way, they quickly scout out much of the mountains unobserved and locate all of the main settlements. Reporting back to Major General "Lackfang", they work out a path upwards that should bypass defended areas.
High in the Iron Mountains lies an inhospitable area never settled by any tribe. The White Lioness and her retinue pass along a rocky dell and arrive in a bustling camp. Hundreds of warriors move around, clearly preparing to break camp and march. The Queen goes straight to the command tent and strides into the war council. She ignores the group of junior commanders who greet her and stares at a chair set back from the table, where a lone figure is covered in shadow.
"Silas."
"Your Majesty."
Major General Silas "Lackfang" slowly leans forward into the light. He is smaller than most, dwarfed by the huge chair of carved wood in which he sits. A huge scar runs across the left side of his face, starting at the corner of his mouth where one of his fangs is missing - lost in a battle several centuries ago. It takes some effort not to look away from that wounded face, but the White Lioness does so unpeturbed. The Lackfang is not athletically built, but he had long earned a reputation as the best strategist in his tribe. In the old wars, he masterminded numerous battles, his tactical genius routing the Lion Guard time after time. He might have spent several lifetimes imprisoned in the ice, but it has not dulled his mind.
"Is all prepared, General?"
"Just so, ma'am. We are ready to move as soon as the Mammoths arrive."
"Excellent."
a scout runs to the general and the queen, still gasping saying:”your majesty, my lord, we discovered the ET is building a huge base on rhino territory, and almost all their soldiers already sailed west, should we attack”
High in the Iron Mountains lies an inhospitable area never settled by any tribe. The White Lioness and her retinue pass along a rocky dell and arrive in a bustling camp. Hundreds of warriors move around, clearly preparing to break camp and march. The Queen goes straight to the command tent and strides into the war council. She ignores the group of junior commanders who greet her and stares at a chair set back from the table, where a lone figure is covered in shadow.
"Silas."
"Your Majesty."
Major General Silas "Lackfang" slowly leans forward into the light. He is smaller than most, dwarfed by the huge chair of carved wood in which he sits. A huge scar runs across the left side of his face, starting at the corner of his mouth where one of his fangs is missing - lost in a battle several centuries ago. It takes some effort not to look away from that wounded face, but the White Lioness does so unpeturbed. The Lackfang is not athletically built, but he had long earned a reputation as the best strategist in his tribe. In the old wars, he masterminded numerous battles, his tactical genius routing the Lion Guard time after time. He might have spent several lifetimes imprisoned in the ice, but it has not dulled his mind.
"Is all prepared, General?"
"Just so, ma'am. We are ready to move as soon as the Mammoths arrive."
"Excellent."
a scout runs to the general and the queen, still gasping saying:”your majesty, my lord, we discovered the ET is building a huge base on rhino territory, and almost all their soldiers already sailed west, should we attack”
OOC: The Sabertooths currently hate the southern tribes and probably wouldn't want to work with them, just letting you know. The Ice Hunters are actually the main antagonistic force right now, with the aquatic tribes being planned as the next antagonists, after the Great Illumination.
-The blue masked Raven smirked and then shook his head no.-
"Well, i would like to, but, i'd rather stay away from you... and your kin stay away from mine. It's mutually better if we never met at all and pretend this never happened... I, former Prince of the Raven Tribe, i was. Now i'ts better that im Raven Chief to a new reborn Razarian Monarchy, heck, i don't think i can call it a monarchy at all, say... more like a cult... Now it's better i've now become full leader of my kin loyal to me. We'll oust the straggling Razarian monarchists and turn them over to you..., after that, i'll won't bother New Talon Industries ever again, and we'll coexist peacefully, unlike my mom and dad..."
-Razic grinned, gave the guard a thumbs up, salutes, then spread his wings and soonly flew away back south. Prolly back to Southernfell... but being a raven he was, he left a calling card, a small note on the ground... wonder what it says...-
-Meanwhile in said building, the black eagle Razar looked terrified, seeing his wife of a sister soon flopped onto the floor out of the burlap sack-
Rica: "G-gaah!! F-finally i-im out...!" -she'd looked up to see the other ravens around her and she'd gasped- "W-wait, who in the name of Cavora are YOU people?!"
Razar: "Wh-what has our s-son done t-to us?! W-we're n-not delusional at all! H-how could h-he leave us to die like this!?"
-Both Razarian royalty looked around eachother and soon quickly gotten up to embrace eachother tightly as they gazed at all the unfriendly faces around them-
"Oh, don't worry..." Radnar says, followed by a very worrying cackle.
"Your lives will be spared, on one condition."
He gestures to the guards, who bring in a small table. Radnar pulls out out a piece of paper with several paragraghs of printed text, an inkpot, and a raven-feather quill. he places them on the table and turns back to Rica.
"This a Declaration of Abdication, now and forever dissolving the Razarian monarchy and recognising New Talon Industries as the sole legitimate government of the Raven Tribe. If you sign it, neither of you will be harmed, and you may live out of the rest of your days in comfort. If you refuse...well, matters could become....ugly."
The guards crack their knuckles menacingly.
TheFirstDecade Since it's been two months and you liked this post but haven't replied, I'm gonna assume Rica and Razar both signed the abdication document in order to save each others' lives.
"Oh, don't worry..." Radnar says, followed by a very worrying cackle.
"Your lives will be spared, on one condition."
He gestures to the guards, who bring in a small table. Radnar pulls out out a piece of paper with several paragraghs of printed text, an inkpot, and a raven-feather quill. he places them on the table and turns back to Rica.
"This a Declaration of Abdication, now and forever dissolving the Razarian monarchy and recognising New Talon Industries as the sole legitimate government of the Raven Tribe. If you sign it, neither of you will be harmed, and you may live out of the rest of your days in comfort. If you refuse...well, matters could become....ugly."
The guards crack their knuckles menacingly.
Suddenly, a radio call comes in from another Chima Alliance tribe for Radnar.
Petricoff: "Ravens! Ravens, come in! This is acting Minor Tribes leader Petricoff; we're being attacked by the Sabertooth Tigers...again! I don't...know who's leading you, or if you're even part of the Alliance anymore, but I don't really care. You Ravens played an instrumental role in helping us beat back the Sabers' first attack, so... I'll, uh, pay you greatly for your aid!"
Radnar goes to the comms centre and listens to this message before turning to his advisors.
"Hmm...joining the Chima Alliance was Rica's idea, and a reversal of my previous policies. I had planned to unofficially withdraw from the alliance, but I hear our old allies the Crocodiles have reconciled with both the Bats and Lions, which changes matters...this could help to entrench Talon Industries' role as the Raven government and ensure there's no attempt to reinstate the monarchy again. A demonstration of our commitment to the Chima Alliance would help convince our more internationally-minded citizens that we're a better option than Rica's incompetence and inaction, and it would reassure the other tribes that we're a trustworthy partner."
"Besides," he shudders, "one of those Ice Hunters helped Rica imprison me in ice for all those months, and the Ice Bears froze one of our outposts at the very start of the war. It's time for vengeance!"
The Talon Industries Ravens cheer, and one of them replies to Petricoff's message to let him know Raven reinforcements will be on the way shortly.
In Ravenville, New Talon Industries buys up every billboard, newspaper and television advertising space, filling them with copies of the Declaration of Abdication signed by Rica and Razar. NTI ravens resume control of the government buildings and military installations.
a huge army is seen marching towards the sabertooth camp, a guard runs to major-general lackfang and screams,”sir, there are enemies seen marching to our camp,what do you want us to do”
in the ET army, a guard runs to co-general tilas and shouts:”sir there are phoenixes coming to us”tilas answers”ah, our reinforcements are arrived”the ET soldiers welcome the phoenix soldiers and the army marches further to the icehunter camp”
in the ET army, a guard runs to co-general tilas and shouts:”sir there are phoenixes coming to us”tilas answers”ah, our reinforcements are arrived”the ET soldiers welcome the phoenix soldiers and the army marches further to the icehunter camp”
a small group of gorillas comes to the army,tilas sighs:”more reinforcements?”then he shrugs and says”you are welcome”
-last edited on Apr 1, 2023 14:13:05 GMT by ladymargaret
Post by ladymargaret on Apr 1, 2023 13:39:37 GMT
the ET army reaches shoot range and begins its attack.the tigers are in the front line followed by the rhinos and the smaller parts of the ETand the tunnelcats and holeowls start digging to under the camp.the psaf and the rhino rock flingers start to bomb the sabertooths.the gorrilas climb up the mountains and throw things down.the eagles,frigatebirds and phoenixes attack in the air and try to defeat the sabertooth airforce.
the underground troops have reached the camp now are directly attacking the leaders,tilas yells:”surrender and we will spare, we can even give you land out of chima if you stop the invasion of the south”at the front the troops clash, tiger tanks and sabre tanks bump into each other, in the air the ET is getting an advantage, the combined attack of the psaf, the rhinos and gronan’s gorillas is ravaging the sabertooth tanks and lines.the sabertooths try to freeze the ET troops, but the tigers and phoenixes catch the ice, because they can’t freeze,and they fail heavily.a sabertooth yells:”where are the mammoths?”
the underground troops have reached the camp now are directly attacking the leaders,tilas yells:”surrender and we will spare, we can even give you land out of chima if you stop the invasion of the south”at the front the troops clash, tiger tanks and sabre tanks bump into each other, in the air the ET is getting an advantage, the combined attack of the psaf, the rhinos and gronan’s gorillas is ravaging the sabertooth tanks and lines.the sabertooths try to freeze the ET troops, but the tigers and phoenixes catch the ice, because they can’t freeze,and they fail heavily.a sabertooth yells:”where are the mammoths?”
OOC: for everyone who doesn’t know,this is my plan to remove the icehunters from the south and to maybe even end the war at long-term:(army is B,fleet A) A1:attack fingir’s cove with the ET fleet. B1:attack the icehunter army in the iron mountains with the ET army B2:split the army in one part of a third(C)and one part of two thirds(still B) AC1:help the minor tribes .B3:advance at scorpix city to destroy the frozen tusk and capture malgus II AC2:start an all-out amphibious attack on the icehunter coasts in the west.B4:march to crystal crater to help unichi AC3:split back.B5:attack black fang mountain to free the captives and uncomplete the prophecy of black mountain if possible. A2:aid the wolves and bats on sea.BC:fuse back in the iron mountains and fortify the line between south and north as you may have noticed my plan is to old school defeat the icehunters, maybe using firechi cleaning, no fire harnasses
a huge army is seen marching towards the sabertooth camp, a guard runs to major-general lackfang and screams,”sir, there are enemies seen marching to our camp,what do you want us to do”
the ET army reaches shoot range and begins its attack.the tigers are in the front line followed by the rhinos and the smaller parts of the ETand the tunnelcats and holeowls start digging to under the camp.the psaf and the rhino rock flingers start to bomb the sabertooths.the gorrilas climb up the mountains and throw things down.the eagles,frigatebirds and phoenixes attack in the air and try to defeat the sabertooth airforce.
the underground troops have reached the camp now are directly attacking the leaders,tilas yells:”surrender and we will spare, we can even give you land out of chima if you stop the invasion of the south”at the front the troops clash, tiger tanks and sabre tanks bump into each other, in the air the ET is getting an advantage, the combined attack of the psaf, the rhinos and gronan’s gorillas is ravaging the sabertooth tanks and lines.the sabertooths try to freeze the ET troops, but the tigers and phoenixes catch the ice, because they can’t freeze,and they fail heavily.a sabertooth yells:”where are the mammoths?”
IC: The Queen frowns at this news. "How could anyone have found us? No tribes have outposts anywhere near here, and our scouts have been regularly sweeping the area..."
"Someone must have seen your party coming up from the Outlands," muses Lackfang. "No matter. The army is ready to move anyway, and this is a very defensible campsite."
The Major General quickly takes command of the situation. Since the Sabretoothes are camped so high up in the mountains, with views for miles around, they see the approaching enemy forces long before they're close enough to attack and assume battle stations, moving their artillery and vehicles into position. Since this part of the mountains is so rarely visited there are only a few poor-quality roads, and none go all the the way up to the camp. As such, the southern forces find themselves climbing up several hundred feet of steep, exposed mountainside. This would be a perilous climb in normal circumstances, let alone whilst fighting a battle. The mountainside is rough and uneven, making it difficult for the Tigers and their allies to stay in formation. They have no sooner begun climbing than the Sabretooth cannons open fire. The southern soldiers have to crane their necks to see the Hunters, many of whom are camoflauged in the ice and snow that covers the highest slopes, while the Hunters have little difficulty seeing the Tiger-led soldiers, whose Fire Chi auras stand out against the grey rock. While the Hunter cannons rain icy blasts down on the climbers, any attempt to return fire runs into complications, as the angle of the battle make it difficult for any of the ET army's shots to hit the Hunter positions. The Rhino rock flingers may be able to do some damage, but gravity slows down the rocks so that many fall short of the Sabretooth cannons and roll back down the mountain, smashing into the Tigers at the front of the ascending army.
Meanwhile, the Sabretooth infantry hastily man the perimeter of the campsite. They fuse ice and rocks together to form low makeshift walls as an additional level of defence. The low wall is not very tall or thick, but placed strategically where the steep slope begins to turn into the flatter ground on which they are camped, creating a vertical barrier to stop any enemies who manage to get that far.
A few Sabre Copters rise into the air and engage the enemy aircraft, focusing on keeping them away from the camp. The attempt to tunnel under the camp, meanwhile, does not get very far: the Tunnel-cats and owls are attempting to dig through solid rock. It quickly becomes evident that it would take weeks to dig such tunnels, even if they had the best state-of-the-art mining equipment.