Fir Solidarity Movement

[Ranholn]

ooc:well gaulasias military from his own discription is a lot of soilders not to well equiped or trained, and they sent all their forces to attack the Gaulia the Irnotian Colony and only left slim defenses of Reservists in thier nation

[Gaulasia]

Premier Jean-François Carnot sat at the head of the cabinet table in the Royal Palace, his head buried in his hands. It was as if Hell itself had swallowed Gaulasia.
Queen Henrietta and her 12 year old son Charles were in the next room, no doubt Her Highness was doing everything she could to comfort her son, who had no idea what was going on.
King Louis XX was in his personal den a floor above in complete denial of what was happening.

Carnot felt like he was the only one in the whole damn government that knew what was happening.
Outside anarchy reigned supreme. The Inrotians had devastated school after hospital after church and then repeated the process time after time. The military's inability to stop the ICBM attacks had quickly spread a feeling of hopelessness throughout the capital of Lutetia. Soon hopelessness turned to anger, and that anger was directed at the government, both the Estates-General and the monarchy. The Estates-General chamber was in flames, and the deputies had fled to the palace.

Militarily the Gaulasian army was being pushed out of the colony, the Commonwealth of Inglo-Scotia had taken the two westernmost provinces, and the Irnotian legions were advancing on Lutetia. Even in the royal palace you could hear the gunfire and explosions of urban combat in the capital's suburbs.

Carnot called one of the soldier in the room over to him.
"Do we still have the ability to transmit outgoing messages?"
"At the moment we do Premier Carnot" the soldier replied.
"Send this at once. The survival of this nation depends on it."
"Yes sir."

TO: President Maxime Michaud, People's Republic of Varkour
FROM: Premier Jean-François Carnot of the Estates-General of the Kingdom of Gaulasia, on behalf of King Louis XX

Our situation is dire. Holding onto the nation at this point is a futile struggle that will only result in the death of His Majesty, which would be the end of our nation as we know it. In order to secure the future of Gaulasia, the King must survive.
I plead with you, on behalf of an entire nation, do what you can to save what is left of the Gaulasian royal family and government before the Irnotian barbarians take Lutetia.

[Ranholn]

Legionaries moved with rapid speed their com's giving them a constant stream of orders. As they moved down the streets of the city they battled with the Reservists that were left. In the fire fights more and more civilian casualties built up in the cross fire. It was not a direct goal but they were not worried about it that much. Lutetia would soon fall to them and hopefully bring an end to the war.

Centurion Argones Fired his rifle dropping a boy in Gaulasian military fatigues to the ground. The boy was no older then his on at most. He leaned back around the building giving orders to move to the next building to his men. He remembered the first time he had been in a fight like this. It was over 7 years ago in Phelimar. This was definitely different then that war. Where the Phelimarian forces knew what they were doing, kept a constant stream of hit and runs never staying in one fight for longer then the bare minimum to make the attack, these Gaulasian Reservists just stayed and tried to shoot it out with the better trained and armed foes. It seemed they thought they could turn the tide of this war with bravery. Bravery and Valor had no use in war. He learned that in Phelimar as well... Then the Phelimarians ended the war with a vile and sick attack. They didn't strike a city, a force or anything they had killed the soul of Irnotia. They destroyed the Air plane that was holding the Immortal Imperium and his Wife, turning his young daughter into the new one. Leonidas was sick using it to get peace.

What was worse was the new Imperium said we should forgive them, and work for peace with Phelimar. Laughing he ran down an ally and moved down the roads four men followed him. One was heavy weapons, he had a plan for this newest blockade the Gaulasians had thrown at him. After running about 200 yards he came to a turn, looking down it he saw the Gaulasians reloading their heavy weapon nests they were using to hold down the Irnotians in this area. The damn armatures had forgotten about their own cities back allies. A mistake they wouldn't make again, He turned to his men with him, the heavy weapons Legionary fired a shoulder mounted weapon at the ammunition. A massive explosion blew wind across his face as the Weapon Nest erupted in front of him.

He touched his com link and spoke “This is Centurion Argones, the way is clear move towards th Main building an the Royal family”

[Varkour]

To: Gaulasia

I have sent a task force to pick up the Gaulasian Royal family. They will be taken to a safe house and will be moved to The People's Republic of Varkour.

There is no need to worry, as I am sending the best men Varkour has got.

OOC: Sorry about the short reply, I'm at school

[fir_solidarity_Movement]

Jean looked at the reporter "If you want to show us you can trust us you need to build it by showing your value."

He sat down on the desk in front of the man "I was in the Military, and then Went into the Chariot racing league, I was good and popular and charismatic. I how ever never had time to study how to write well."

He looked about the empty room "I want you to write a letter declaring our intentions to make a free Firian State and that we will not stop no matter what, also make it nice. You see My family is a direct line to the old Merovingian the once leaders of the Firian Kingdom who signed the Treaty of Three Crafting the Irnotian Empire. But that was when the three kings ruled together before the Emperors overthrew them. We are going to withdrawal ourselves from that little treaty."

He took a long drag "and you my little reporter are going to write our letter that will get smuggled out by our hidden friends to the world."

He left the room, nodding to someone who brought in a laptop (no ability to get on-line or anything) with a writing program up and running, As the man left Jean leaned in with a smile "traverser et vous etes mort"

[Finn Baicheng]

It was 5:00 am in the morning, and I had been writing nonstop since midnight. For the last five days, I wrote what Jean Jak ask me of. In the afternoon I would go into his office and ask him a few questions for the day's writing. I was writing more than a letter, it was a entire article on the Fir agenda. When I was done, it was to be sent through to my government somehow...

I was relieve that Mr. Jak gave me this desk job, out of harms way from Irnotian soldiers and bad-mouthed Fir rebels. It was a delicate relaxing state. My work was proofread each morning, until it met the satisfaction of Mr. Jak. I had enough to eat, and a small room in the building where I slept and stay.

For all the good it was, I was getting extremely homesick. Also, what do these Fir plan to do with me after I was done? The thought haunted me each night...

[Ranholn]

ooc: what should be do about the inactivity of gaulasia

[Union]

occ: Well you kill his government, so I guess we can assume you have control over Galausian territories.

[Ranholn]

ooc:if gaulasia dosnt post soon im going to just march take the capital building and end the war

[Gaulasia]

OOC: Sorry for the long gaps in posting. I took up this story line with Ranholn when my my RP platter was relatively empty*. Since then RP events have unfolded leaving me little to know time to give this story the proper attention. My apologies to all involved.
*For those not in the know, Gaulasia, Inglo-Scotia, and the Democratic States of America are one in the same.

IC:
Bombs exploded across the sky, the Gaulasian soldiers on the ground were holding the advancing Inrotian legions in the capital's suburbs, but the lines could only hold for so long.
Premier Carnot looked up to the sky. The sun was just about to set, or so it should be. He couldn't tell, smoke and ash gave the city an eerie overcast feel.
The Varkour blackhawk landed on the royal palace's helicopter pad as three more circled the perimeter. Carnot, his cabinet, the elite of the royal guard, and the royal family rushed into the waiting chopper.
The last royal guard lowered the three flags of Gaulasisa, the blue national banner, and the two white banners, one the royal standard, the other the war flag.
King Louis XX, who's family had ruled Gaulasia for 300 years hesitated before boarding the blackhawk.

"Your Majesty, we have to leave now!" Carnot yelled over the soundtrack of war as well as the chopper's blades.
"This...it's not right Louis responded, as if by just hoping he could expel the Inrotians from Gaulasia.
"Your Highness, if you stay, and if you're killed, this nation dies! Leave so you can see Gaulasia reborn latter!"

Louis took one last look around, taking in the scenery of the royal palace. Holding back a river's worth of tears he boarded the chopper, it's door closed by a Varkour commando. 

[Ranholn]

As the flags came down on the royal estate the moral of the defenders fell apart. It did not take long till Irnotian Forces had fallen upon the Entire capital and taken control. No more then an hour after the chopper had left with the Royal family a second came in with Nero. He walked into the thrown room, his wolf pelt flowing about him. Walking around and looking about his new conquest, his new victory. As he walked he saw a massive painting of the royal family, with a laugh he drew his blade slashing the painting in half. "I will still get your heads"

The Irnotian Standers were raised over the city brining an end to the war.

With in the Day the Gaulasian forces surrendered and were captured by the Irnotians. With this victory Irnotia had secured two new lands to its Empire. Irnotian forces were now deployed in the entire lands of Gaulasia and Galia to secure the people and insure their loyalty. The Rebuilding has started and with it the bringing of true Irnotian Culture to these lands. For he first time in well over 1000 years the Irnotian Empire had expanded its borders by the force of the blade.

TO the Allies of Gaulasia

You declared war on The Glories Irnotian Empire in a vain attempt to protect the failed Kingdom of Gaulasia. As of today their government has abandoned their nation just as they abandoned their honor. With it our war against them ends with the conquest of the nation. You no longer have a ally to defend, do you still feel a need for war or will you cut your loses at one member of your alliance or will Irnotia gain more lands
~Nero

ooc:now it be mine... BWAHAHAHA

[fir_solidarity_Movement]

Jak sat in a building in the Newly Conquered District of Gaulasia. Before him was the once proud general of the Gaulasian royal forces, now in beggar clothing hiding from Estatas agents that had begun to kill any high ranking officers of the old military who did not swear loyalty to Nero The Legions and The Imperator. "Well General, you see why I've come here. Many of your men are still loyal to you and if you joined my organization your men will follow suite"

The General scowled at the man "You are called terrorists. Why would I degrade the fine name of the Gaulasian Royal forces by joining you common thugs"

Jak just laughed "You mean the royal forces that surrendered. The ones that were crushed by The Irnotian Legions, the ones that failed to even hold your own lands against foreign invasion. Those Forces or is their another i do not know about"

"No... Those are them... you dirty bastard"

With a smile "No... You see Where the GRF failed to save our people from control by the Irnotian invasion The FSM still fights. Your options are rather simple. You can turn me down and die at the hands of the Irnotians dirty little secrete police forces, or you can join me and keep fighting against all the enemies of our people. The Irnotians, The Inglo's anyone who tries and subjugate us."

The General looked down in defeat "Fine... you have my loyalty..."

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A man entered the room that Finn was writing in "Are you almost ready for the letter. Our contacts are waiting to get it out to your press"

[Finn Baicheng]

I sip on my water down tea, and replied, "All thirty pages, addressed to the Loyalist Weekly, Radio CL, The Loyalist Post, and even the Saletsian national newspaper. And don't worry, my country has a complete hostile attitude towards the Irnotians......you have any news about the Dominion?"

I handed him the stack if papers I been typing, revising, proofreading, and redoing for the last several weeks.

[Ranholn]

Irnotia has withdrawn Military forces from the territories of Gaulasia and Gaulia, they are replaced by military defensive forces and Police Forces to maintain the peace and growth of these new lands.

Nero today leader of all Legions has given a toast to the many fine men who fought for this great victory for the Empire of Irnotia and Says that it will not be the last.

[Ranholn]

Any Nation Discovered to be providing Haven or any Form of Aid to the Terrorist Group known as the Fir Solidarity Movement will be held responsible for the deaths of civilians and innocent people that this organization has caused. It will also be seen as an Unprovoked attack on the Sovereign Empire of Irnotia and a declaration on war by your people on all who live in our borders.

Terrorism is a plague to all people of this world and is a tool used by the cowardly and murderous to gain pleasure by the destruction and death of the innocents of this world. Irnotia will not stand for any nation that feels the wanton slaughter of innocent life by this means is a just course for its nation and will act as is fit for such vile action.