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Terrabis-Seran wrote:

It had taken a while to prepare, but it was worth it. With Yukkirian support, enough planning, and enough diverted resources, the hammer of the interim government came crashing down on the rioters, rather than being another nail in the deathblow of a state. The siege around the Cardonian Embassy, its participants weary from not making much progress the past few months, were unprepared for Royal Vanguard units silently cutting off infrastructure points within New Torress, using the riotiers' own barricades to divide and conquer. Subways were simpler to secure, the trains being able to block the tunnels sufficiently enough that only a lite guard was needed to cut off communications and supplies. Bands of looters became groups of thieves, and then pockets of resistance that were quickly arrested, dividing the hardline protesters with from those who were there for support. In a matter of hours, New Torress was stable again.

With the head of the riots cut off, the tension would slowly die down in Port Irene, New Cortheas, and the Seran Citadel. It wasn’t a foreign occupation after all, and with the entire affair being kept in-house, as it were, talk of Cardonian imperialism began to die down. It didn’t stop completely however, with protests continuing against Terrabis’s northern ally, making any attempt for Cardonian action in the nation a more difficult prospect. Any unrest outside the cities would quickly and quietly fade into the background, as garrison patrols reasserted themselves under the watchful eyes of the Navy. Citizens would get back to their lives, satisfied in the thought that at least they had made their feelings heard.

Through it all, the lockdown would end, allowing Helena Winters to go to a proper hospital to take care of their at least month-old child (which replaces the major news headlines for a few days), and allow others to relax and relieve tension.

Tension that would hopefully not return, when the elections began.

Tldr: TS restabilizes, just in time to begin their elections for the fate of the nation.

Of Centralist Brexit

Earlier said month…

Julia’s morning would be rather interrupted by a sudden and frantic knocking at her door.

I've added the Seven sons of Veiðimaðr and Móðir to the Saga. The second paragraph.

According to legend, the world was created by the God Veiðimaðr (ᚡᛖᛁðᛁᛗᚨðᚱ) when he drew the world onto a map and named it 'Stonehall', Steinnholl (ᛋᛏᛖᛁᚾᚾᚺᛟᛚᛚ). Though Veiðimaðr was a God, he could not create life, and thus his world was grey and barren. So, he set out into the cosmos, in search of a being of equal divinity that could bring forth life. Finally, after centuries of searching on his quest, he came across a woman named Móðir (ᛗóðᛁᚱ), the most beautiful woman since the dawn of time. He told her of his plight, asking her to return to Steinnholl so that his creation may harbor life. But Veiðimaðr was a famed Hunter throughout the Cosmos, an expert in taking life rather than bringing it. So, Móðir declared that if Veiðimaðr wished for her hand in marriage than he must first raise seven generations of Muskox to prove to her that he could nurture and care for life. For the next century, he cared and raised for his Muskox as if they were his own children and once the seven generation was born, Móðir, who had been visiting him throughout the task she had given him, also gave birth to their first son called Þrekarmr (Þᚱᛖᚴᚨᚱᛗᚱ). The three Gods soon travelled back to Steinnholl where Móðir created life for Her husband's world, bringing forth colours and dreams into the world. Móðir would go on to create all sorts of beasts for Her husband to hunt, each one more challenging than the other all the while continuing to bless His hunts as the Goddess of Fortune.

As time went on, Veiðimaðr and Móðir would have seven sons, the first born being Þrekarmr (Þᚱᛖᚴᚨᚱᛗᚱ) who is the deity of Strength, Courage, and Warriors. He is often depicted alongside his father during his many hunts. Then there is the second born Ægir (Æᚷᛁᚱ) who is the deity of the Sea and Storms who does his best to keep the weather favorable to avoid his elder brother blaming him for hunt failures. Soon came the twins Brokkr (ᛒᚱᛟᚴᚴᚱ) and Logi (ᛚᛟᚷᛁ). Brokkr is said to have gained his mother's gift of creation as the deity of Iron, Crafting, and Metalsmithing for he has crafted many marvelous trinkets, weapons, tools, and all other manners of wonder. But it could not be done without the help of his twin brother Logi who, as the deity of Fire, powered his furnaces so that they burned as hot and bright as the Cosmos, though he occasionally purposefully ruin his twin brother's work all in the name of pranks, earning him a good number of hidings by his brothers. The fifth born is Bændr (ᛒæᚾᛞᚱ), often called Blóndi (ᛒᛚóᚾᛞᛁ) or 'the Odd' due to him being the only one to posses blonde hair as opposed to the black as space hair of his father or the fiery red hair of his mother. Bændr is the deity of Farming, the Harvest, and Agriculture which has made him be seen as 'weak' and 'little' by his brothers as he prefers to spend his time caring for nature rather than hunting with his father and brothers. The sixth born is known as Skald (ᛋᚴᚨᛚᛞ), the deity of Song, Rhyme, and all things merry and lively. He is known as the greatest song writer, and to have a Saga of yours sung by him is considered the greatest of honours. Lastly there is little Kåre (ᚴåᚱᛖ) 'the Everyoung', the seventh born son of Veiðimaðr and Móðir. Unlike the rest of his brothers who have all grown into men as tall as giants and as strong as stone, little Kåre still appears as a child, often staying behind in his father's hall with his mother during hunts. Though he may be smaller than his brothers, he makes up for it in cleverness for he is often attributed with Tricks, Wit, as well as Youth. Because of his love of tricking and pranking his brothers, he has a particularly close relationship with his older brother Logi, often joining forces to annoy Brokkr while he is working.

To aid in caring for Her creations,

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Maneiras wrote:There's no laws preventing you from moving into Maneiras, you don't even need permits, just buy land and start a business.

And to make it less complicated, just say your businesses purchased shares in Maneiras because realistically you can't count feasibly account for every shares you own, that'll be hellish to document.

alright got it

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