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Prime Minister Cook looks at the map with a raised brow and a rather skeptical look on his face. "Sir, I am a simple man who prefers to give simple answers. Therefore, I won't bother sugar-coating this any more than it should be. I was graced by God with a vision that told me that it was my honor, no, my duty, to unite all of the Spanish-speaking provinces under one, single banner. Any further expansion was not instructed to me, in fact it was implied that it was discouraged. It is these lands, and no more that I desire. Furthermore, I see not any reason while Brazil "must" expand into the territories of former Chile, Argentina, and Uruguay.

"Tell your Emperor this: I do not intend to fight a war with him now or in the future, but these lands, in every respect, belong much more to the Colombian Empire than Brazil."
 
'Bingo' Jenkins breathed deep from his pipe and coughed. "Vile weed!" he spat. It wasn't really fit to smoke, but it kept you warm on a chilly night. The city was bathed in the blue light of the moon, and the light from the halls spill out into the uneven street. The streets in Euthenia were actually quite good, so long as you stuck to the main roads. The side streets could be dangerous, if you didn't know how to hold yourself, but they weren't dangerous for Bingo. People knew Bingo in this town and even if they didn't, he could hold his own if push came to shove. But this life of shoving was starting to wear on Old Bingo, he was no longer the young man with dreams of gallant valour.

"Hey Bingo!"
a corse Irish accent rang out amongst the sounds of revelry. Bingo turned to face his much younger companion.

"Seamus."
The man, if you can call him that seeing as he was not yet three and twenty years, wore some ridiculous fashion with his shirt opened wide was sweating from the heat inside. Despite a fashionable, or what passed as fashionable, beard, the man had only sparse chest hair.

"Jaysus!"
A sudden gust of wind surprised him "It's pretty damn cold out here tonight, ain't it?"

"It's cold every night. Probably a good excuse to stop dressing like a retarded though."

"You say that, but I don't see you with anyone on your arm tonight, do ya?"
Bingo squinted at him,

"I don't see anyone on your arm neither."

"Sure not now, but 'arlier, you shoulda seen her. What a beauty."

"What happened to her, Seamus?"

"Hey, what did I tell you about callin' me Seamus. Ain't even my name!"


"I know its not, but that's what we call you." He paused, watching the man stew at the words "It's because you're a leprechaun." There was some truth to the matter, the boy was shorter than those who grew up before the fall, at least those from outside of proper society. Something to do with the sunlight likely, Bingo supposed. "It's pretty lively round these parts." The young man grinned.

"Aye, its all these company lads, they be thinkin that their shit don't stink. Can't even drink all that well, but I can't say I complain about their ability to play cards."

"Yeah, but It's more than that. There are more contracts floating around than ever did see before. Something big is about to happen."


"Aye, there is! Haven't ya heard about this here problem with them Spanish islands?" Bingo had heard of the problems with the Spanish, and something was making those company types nervous. This didn't sit well with Bingo. "If something big is going down, I can't wait to be in the middle of it."

"Dreams of glory and riches. But don't get careless, this one is different."

"How so?"


"If we are going to war against the Philliphines, and that's them islands names, then its not going to be like fighting with some natives or disorganised colonists. This is going to be a real war against organised men. You can't just go in there with at max power, It's nothing you learned to deal with on a pirate's ship." Max power, he thought, Christ, I sound like an idiot.

"We've fought their ships before!"

"Fighting a few scared sailors isn't the same at storming a city boy! This is no game! No game!"
He puffed angrily on his pipe "The only reason we've been winning those skirmishes were our superior ships, up against a real navy, we'd be no match."

The young man threw up his arms in disgust and started to head back in, "You're wrong, Bingo. If this was going to be so bad, then why were there so many people willing to risk their neck for some coin?"

Bingo let him go back in before answering, "Someone is always willing to risk their neck for coin. That's the nature of the beast."
 
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Foreign Minster smiled slightly and nodded as if it confirms his point of view. "Very well. Should you assume the control of all Spanish colonial lands stretching from former Mexico all the way to southern tip of America, the Empire of Brazil will feel threatened. Pure and simple. This is merely a way, a chance to ensure that the Empire of Brazil will not consider you a threat. Sometime your vision and duty have to accept this bitter political reality. As it stand, the Empire of Brazil does not recognise your claims to any of these lands. Surely, it is better to sacrifice an arm or a leg to ensure well being of a life? It does not matter if you do not desire a war. If you keep on insisting that you consider overwhelming duty to control all Spanish colonial lands, then we will come to war sooner or later." He glanced at the Prime Minster with pitiless humour in his eyes.
 
*A letter sent to the ministries of Colombia and Brazil*

Gentlemen:
that is exactly what we are. gentle men. The task fated us has been to oversee our respective people, and to strive to improve their condition. Sometimes, warfare is necessary to preserve our way of life, this is not contested. But warfare over pride is a sin, a most potent sin indeed. You each believe that Latin America is yours, by divine right and common practice. What you are blinded to is the very fact as a result of these common practices and history: you are brothers. You are Latin. Your people are brothers in Christ. Your two nations are more related than perhaps any other two on the planet. And you brothers plan to die over pride? This is a folly.

Perhaps you shall listen to reason. A great man of my land once said, "we must not, if we are loyal, disperse our energies in a partisan warfare that is waged without regard to its consequences to the well being, security, or honor of the country." A foolish war would bring an end to your very purpose, for none of your citizens would be any the safer by warfare. You would only set back the wave of progress each of your nations deserves.

Because of this, I propose the following: Take a week to mull things over. Then come to Franciscohold for a peace conference. I would not like to see warfare to my south, any more than your people enjoy the prospect. Think of them: think of your sons. Do you wish them to die? Thousands of sons will die if you continue your plans. We must preach peace in this difficult time. We must compromise for the better good.

I hope you reconsider the destructive paths you have each set.

Miguel Francisco

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The land was changing. Even before the Fall, there were never more than ten thousand people in the county. But this is rapidly changing. The Fall radically changed the region, crushing mountains and raising hillsides. Fertile ground was left where once there was rock. As the ice withdraws inch by inch from the border region, settlers follow it like cats do mice. As the holds expanded and grew, so did their people; land is being rapidly eaten by families looking to pull their plows and raise their homes. The only true frontier left is to the north, and thus this is where the people are flooding. HH Berry has added room for over two thousand houses to the city plans for this year. Nortehold is becoming a city not only in name.

"Move your arse, Grant!" the Captain screamed.
"Will do, Sir!" A quick reply, he'll like that. But what a way to break an old man's thoughts. Isn't fifty summers enough time to earn some respect? However, the line was being held up, so perhaps he should pick up the pace a bit. Grant tapped Hosanna's flanks, and the old mare began a brisk trot. A good thing, too; as she could not gallop, the horse was useful for little more than transport. And the springy Lieutenant didn't mind giving up his ride for an old man, an older friend. It also gave him an excuse to mix with the ranks a bit, whose jests Grant did not mind- a saddle is a saddle, and a good thing to have, where they were heading. Klamath Falls: Hell on earth. Supposedly. It's where the patrols thought the nearest Cannibal settlement was. But the truth would be clear soon enough; by his estimates, Grant was less than a mile from that scent of human waste.

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No. There was no way. What lay before him could not be. The stacks of corpses outnumbered the number of living left, which was no small sum. Half the town was burned, the other half in disrepair. Half-shaped tents hid dirty shadows of men, cretins by the earth, not God. Cannibals. Acts occurred before his eyes which should not be put to the pen. But no matter how demonic the landscape, the truth had been revealed: the Cannibals were there. And there were many of them. Could a fort garrison really destroy this great a force? A modern weaponry does not make victors of a few hundred men, when before them lie thousands of lesser beings. General Custer had made that mistake, and he went to West Point; would the Captain, the son of a farmer, know any better?

Apparently, dirt provides a greater education than any book. The Captain did not charge into the unsuspecting mass of vermin, no; he surrounded them. Encircled them. Broke them. And cut them down. Less than half the garrison was lost, to take down a force five times as large. A terrible price, but an acceptable one, to protect the Californios another day, another month, another year. The Lord only knows how long it takes the devil to spawn his brood. But His forces would be stronger; men would come from the south. If one thing was true these days, men would come from the south.

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OOC: No, I'm not moving an army north. And although this is not my best writing- I am fairly certain I may have made an idiot of myself through some of that grammar- it is still, I hope, an entertaining story.
 
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FIELD MARSHAL WOLSELEY LIFTS SIEGE OF AMRITSAR!

The lingering stalemate in the north has come to a triumphant end, as news reached Calcutta to-day of Field Marshal Sir Garnet Wolseley's heroic rescue of His Highness Maharajah Dalip Singh from besieged Amritsar. Marching with all haste from newly pacified Lucknow, his relief column, consisting of four regiments, confronted the disorganised Mutineer force shortly before dawn. The main body of the Sikh army, upon seeing the charge of the Royal Irish Lancers, soon sallied forth in support of Imperial forces. Maharajah Singh, restored to the throne of the Punjab when he was evacuated from Britain in the Exodus, had ably managed to hold the provincial capital with all possible concern and devotion to its trapped inhabitants. Little match for the discipline and gallantry of Line regiments, the Mutineers' cohesion reportedly crumbled within minutes and they were, by all accounts, given rather a proper thrashing. This marks a splendid beginning to what has been described by Lord Salisbury as the "Fall of the hammer-stroke", and coincides with the mobilisation of native regiments to the south-west in Rajputana.

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Field Marshal Wolseley is received by the victorious Oxfordshire Light Infantry with all due fanfare.

Sir Garnet, who originally rose to prominence following his heroic exploits in the First Mutiny, has been chosen to oversee what Her Majesty's Government promises to be a withering assault upon the Mutiny's primary region of support. The Sikhs, already securing the remainder of the Punjab, will prove a decidedly welcome addition to the assembling force; with the sieges of Bombay, Madras, Punakha, and Cuttack broken, it is fast growing into a formidable one indeed. Rail transport remains subject to the threat of sabotage, as well as the vagaries of the coal supply, but Home Secretary Cross recently assured Parliament that service of heavily armoured and escorted trains from Calcutta to Lucknow would allow the rapid deployment of those regiments until now tied up with securing the cities. To protect the southern flank of Field Marshal Wolseley's column, a conglomeration of loyal Princely states have been tasked with defending against northerly incursions from the armies of Hyderabad. His Highness Rajeshwari Sahib Bahadur, the Maharajah of Jodhpur, has been placed in command of the mustering Thar Frontier Force, composed primarily of Rajputs.

Although the government has been reticent to speak publicly regarding the subject, Wolseley's presumptive aim seems all but certain: Delhi.

Orders: Spend 2IP to build 1 Army and attack North-West India with Four Armies.
 
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March 16th, 1886

Terrorists strike at Sofía!

Sofía - Another ghastly strike from serbian anarchists occured earlier this week, when terrible forces entered the city intent on murdering hundreds. Thanks to the quick intervention of the IIS (Imperial Intervention Service) however, only one of the planned bombings was able to be set off, yet killing several dozens of innocent citizens of the hegemony in a crowded caffee. This led to flares of attacks on hegemonial property all around the nation and while the imperial troops were quick to quell these troublemakers, it remains to be seen, wether or not even more loyal taxpayers money has to flow towards pacifying these unruly bastards.

New military manufacture opened

Adrianopolis - Among dignitaries from several states, Lord Theodor Wilhelm von Askanien-Habsburg opened the newest manufacture his house has sponsored to help the struggling economic situation in some of the less better off parts of our nation. Hundreds of spectators were ecstatic about this newest endeavour and several of the greater houses have already announced similar intentions, as to not stand behind the Askanien-Habsburg. Analysts describe this as only one among many moves on the board the lesser houses play on. What shall come of this, remains to be seen. For now, the intentions of these new workshops shall not be, to simply produce new weapons, but to create newer and better weapons for our superior army to bring byzantine glory to all parts of the world.

4th Imperial Legion founded

Constantinople - In a great parade on monday, Colonel Sotirios presented the newest addition to the Imperial Army to the Emperor and the imperial court. Among several marches and excercises for the masses, this newest regiment shall bolster hegemonial forces even greater and it will only be a matter of time, till everyone recognize our greatness.

All hail Emperor Julian I of House Komnenus!
 
I'm not feeling all that well, but I'll try to do in-character posts in the evening/night. Otherwise:

Construct 1 Army in Teheran for 2IP. Send 3 Armies to Damascus
 
OOC: I recommend an amendment to the turn rules. Because of the heavy RP element to this game, I recommend that turns are not processed when 50% of players have entered their turns, but when 50% of players have said they're done. By putting a large red DONE in their orders. Because when a turn processes its a rather large disruption of the RP, having it shift five years into the future. Something I'm not presently ready for, and I have four or five vignetes planned out in my head, some of which can be shifted ahead in the time scale, but some would mean leaving out important parts of my story out and disrupt the themes and flow of it.
 
Just a reminder:

CP cannot be used to create armies! The only CP action which does not take place through PM to me is technology research. If you want to ask about taking a CP action: PM me! Don’t just post in this thread. I will give you a cost estimate and you avoid losing CPs by spending much less than would be required.


OOC: South Africa has not made any moves since declaring its presence. How do we handle quitters/people who don't play? After five turns of no activity, should their nation dissolve?

After three consecutive turns of inactivity, I will NPC the nation and they are up for grabs from a new player.* NPCs are zombies; they will not spend their IP or attack neutral territories.
 
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After three consecutive turns of inactivity, I will NPC the nation and they are up for grabs from a new player.* NPCs are zombies; they will not spend their IP or attack neutral territories.


Zombie nations....awesome. A new threat for a new world. It seems the fall has brought down more than just the hammer of the gods, for hells gate have opened ;)
 
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Meetingl

Foreign Minster shook his head,taking back what he just said and paused thoughtfully. "On other hand, it is unlikely we will come to blow if we do stick to our own people as you pointed out so clearly. Would this map be more agreeable?" This time, he shown the map clearly showing Brazil's green area covering two eastern territories along the Colombian Empire covering the Southern territory that was green beforehand. "And, it seems that you are also open to the idea of Non-Aggression Pact where we agree not to attack each other?"
 
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OOC: Herbert West's in depth post got me thinking about a broader description of France-Outre-Mer

IC:
The French Third Empire: A Brief Introduction
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French Algeria at the time of the Fall


The Fall brought the short life of the French Third Republic to a spectacular end. Two objects crashed in the immediate vicinity of Paris. The parts of the city that weren't destroyed outright in the moment of impact were wiped out by the shock wave and ash fall. The catacombs under Paris collapsed in the associated earthquake, swallowing the remains of Paris. The River Seine settled into its new course, steadily filling the depression with a new lake.

The disaster was more than a simply a tragic loss of life; it was a death blow for Old France. Paris was more than a city, it was the hub of culture and national identity, the center of economic and political power, and the seat of its most advanced technological and artistic institutions. On its own, perhaps France could have recovered from the loss of Paris. But of course the Great Wave followed, annihilating the Atlantic seaboard and the Channel coast. Only the south survived intact, to be besieged by a shambling horde of desperate refugees.

Considering the disarray in France, and the collective national trauma, it is perhaps not surprising that people would rally so quickly to the standard of an unproven youth, barely into his twenties. The Prince Imperial was young and green, but he had the typical Bonaparte confidence and sense of destiny. It has been said that most of leadership is believing that one is a leader. Moreover Napoleon IV offered a course of action.

This much mythologized period was the birth of the powerful Cult of Personality around the young Emperor. He became a messianic figure, virtually above criticism, an image that he would deftly exploit in his long reign.

Government
The Third Empire's government rested on two great pillars; the Army and the Bureaucracy. Both were largely holdovers from the days of the Republic. While theoretically the old organs of government were never abolished, the Emperor effectively ruled by decree. The day to day affairs of the state were managed by various Boards appointed by the Emperor to deal with specific issues. It was a rather inelegant, improvised form of administration, but effective for the first decade or so. The boards were typically made up of experts the Emperor considered either apolitical or loyal Bonapartists. The boards developed plans and proposed them to the Emperor, who either approved or rejected them. The Emperor thus managed to keep himself elevated above the crude realities of politics. Failures and injustices were always attributed to the Emperor's advisers.

The most powerful civilian body was the Rationing Board, with a broad mandate to ensure that the populace received the necessities of life. This put the board in effective control of agriculture, transportation, housing, and other critical sectors of the economy. Agents of the Rationing Board had broad authority, and quickly became the most hated aspect of the new regime. Corruption was a common accusation, kept in check only by fear of Imperial wrath. Rumors abounded that the Emperor would travel in disguise to check up on his agents. In one documented case, a flagrantly corrupt bureaucrat Anton Ego was brought before the Emperor for (among other things) extorting sexual favors in exchange for food. The Emperor sentenced him to exile; a small cutter dumped the offending Bureaucrat on the ruined, cannibal-infested beaches outside Marseille, firing a cannon to summon the locals to dinner.

Population
There are three principal population groups in France-Outre-Mer: the "Natives", the "Colons", and the "Emigres." The first were the native inhabitants of Algeria (later also Morocco, Tunisia and Lybia), Arabs, Berbers, Tuaregs, mostly Muslim but with a significant local Jewish population as well. The second were colonists from France and their descendants who were already present in North Africa before the Fall, numbering only around 100,000 but owning most of the land and businesses. The Colons were swiftly outnumbered by the Emigres, 1.8 million people from mainland France. Their arrival drastically altered the demographic landscape, with ethnic French suddenly nearly equal to the natives in numbers.

It's remarkable in hindsight that French Algeria didn't experience a major native uprising like the Second Mutiny in India. Many at the time attributed this to the Emperor, and to the memory of his father Napoleon III, who had a much more pro-muslim view than the Republic that followed him. While this no doubt played a part, it's also worth noting several other factors that pacified the situation. French rule in Algeria relied much less on native troops than British India, drawing instead on mainland France and the Colons. The French population was also far more concentrated and thus harder to overwhelm with sheer numbers. And perhaps most of all, North Africa was perhaps the only region on Earth where food production actually increased during the Impact Winter. The sudden rise in population still strained local food supplies, but nowhere near as desperately as in India. Imperial policy aimed to satisfy the need for more arable land by expanding outward, into "vacant" land in Morocco and Mauretania, rather than by expropriating remaining Muslim-owned land.

Economy and Culture
The Emigres were drawn mostly from the middle and upper classes of southern France. Thus their backgrounds and skills were skewed in favor of the urban bourgeoisie. Like the British, the French Emigres were selected for useful skills, and the evacuation fleets also dismantled much of Marseille's burgeoning industry for reassembly in Algiers, Oran, and Constantine. Those three cities would see the most rapid growth in population and economy, with smaller numbers of Emigres settled in the countryside as agriculture workers. These workers were mostly settled on land commandeered from the Grand Colons, the elite of the old French colony. Grand Colons retained nominal ownership, and in time would resume a degree of actual control of their property, but the monopoly they had built in land ownership was utterly shattered by a series of later reforms and ordinances.

Among the Emigres, the Fall and the evacuation had a remarkable leveling effect. While the aristocracy and nouveau-riche had been able to use their wealth and influence to secure their safety, once settled in Algeria they found it difficult to maintain their privileged status. The lands and businesses that had supported them were irretrievably lost, and many aristocrats found themselves obliged to work for the first time in their lives. Their generally superior level of education secured many positions in the bureaucracy or military, but birth no longer guaranteed advancement. The new French power players were the bureaucrats and army officers, mostly middle-class or lower nobility in old France, who were not necessarily well disposed toward their erstwhile betters. Though the Emperor insisted that promotion be based on merit, nepotism remained the order of the day.

Another development in the post-fall economy was the entry of "respectable" women into the workforce. Of course in the lower echelons of French society women had always been obliged to work out of necessity, but now that burden was felt by the middle class, and even the nobility. So many well educated, but otherwise unskilled, society matrons became educators that the word "Comtess" became a slang term equivilant to the American "school marm" in the 1880s and 90s.

The French population after the fall was in general more educated and urban than mainland France before the fall. Few of the proletariat made it onto the evacuation ships, mostly urban skilled industrial laborers. In their place came a Muslim lower class, many migrants from the interior. Though some assimilated and became French citizens, theoretically equal to their employers, most remained a distinct underclass in a land that was only recently theirs. This simmering resentment would sometimes erupt into violence, and was a constant source of unease for French authorities.

Religion
Pre-Fall France had been on a general course of increasing secularization. After the Fall, Emigres typically adopted one of two courses, either becoming furiously, zealously devout or abandoning even the pretext of Catholicism. Many of the latter sought answers elsewhere, in occultism, Kabbalah, and (most popularly) Sufi mysticism. Freedom of religion is promised under French law but Catholicism remains the state religion.

France-Outre-Mer's Catholic community looks to the basilica of Algiers, Notre Dame d'Afrique as it's center and inspiration. A magnificent neo-byzantine cathedral completed just before the fall, it is also the preferred church of the Emperor and his mother on formal occasions. Petitions have been sent to Rome, urging him to evacuate the Papacy and it's treasures to Algiers for safety, but these have been firmly rebuffed.
 
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OOC: I resign, I do not have the time for this game.
 
Because your orders contain requests to buy armies with CP, Thandros and Madtemplar may want to reconsider your moves. If not I'll just process everything but those parts.

OOC: I recommend an amendment to the turn rules. Because of the heavy RP element to this game, I recommend that turns are not processed when 50% of players have entered their turns, but when 50% of players have said they're done. By putting a large red DONE in their orders. Because when a turn processes its a rather large disruption of the RP, having it shift five years into the future. Something I'm not presently ready for, and I have four or five vignetes planned out in my head, some of which can be shifted ahead in the time scale, but some would mean leaving out important parts of my story out and disrupt the themes and flow of it.

Turn time will get longer as we play and diplomacy needs to be conducted, but I think people will lose interest if it takes a week+ to process these really early game moves.

Technically I should call the 24hr warning. I'll let you all weigh in as to whether you want more time.
 
Technically I should call the 24hr warning. I'll let you all weigh in as to whether you want more time.

Let´s do it.
 
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Special Report on Texas
Death of EJ Davis Leaves Power Vacuum
Frontiersmen Lead Refugees in Texas Coup

The following is a special scouting report to the Utah government on the precarious situation in Texas.

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Edmund J. Davis

Death of EJ Davis

The military governor of Texas, Edmund J. Davis, has passed away suddenly. The fragile Texas government has been highly unpopular, both with old Texas residents and with the large numbers of refugees. Davis seemed only interest in fortifying his own position of power in Texas. He made habits of institutionalizing his political opponents, suppressing newspapers, and refused to share power with any except a core group of Radical Republicans, who had served with him during reconstruction just before the Fall. His government abused not only the many landless refugees arriving in Texas, but also any Texan who associated as a Democrat or even moderate Republican before the Fall.

However, this harsh government, backed by remnants of the Federal Army that became loyal to Davis, was useful for providing a stable buffer to the Western territories. With the Rockies extremely difficult to cross due the climate effects of the Fall, any refugee who wished to go West had to go through the southern route--which meant across Texas. Davis made the hard but sound decision early on to set up a perimeter along the Mississippi River. Texas had already absorbed many refugees by this point, but things were sustainable.

With Davis' sudden death, however, it is unlikely the military regime will be unified or able to continue repressing the discontent population.

New Regime in Texas

Democrats are in no position to seize power in Texas--most of their leaders returned to Washington after the end of Reconstruction in 1874, and thus were in Washington DC when that city was struck directly by an impact during the Fall. More importantly, the demographics of the state have been tipped by the large influx of refugees from the North.

Instead, a large, armed group of refugees have taken control of the region and are insisting on a return to democracy, and institution of progressive programs to ensure the future survival of the strained populace. At the head of this rebel group are experienced law men of the frontier, who were forced southward by the Fall. The most visible members are two Dakotan sheriffs, Seth Bullock and Theodore Roosevelt

The military that had been loyal to EJ Davis, increasingly busy with security concerns and preventing cannibal bands from crossing the Mississippi, seems unwilling to fight with this popular uprising. It seems to be standing aside for now. But it is clear to everyone that there is a vacuum of power in Texas--the new government is weak and can likely be bent towards further, deepening cooperation with the Territorial Governments. In fact, the new Texas government may be even more willing than EJ Davis was to follow our aims. Theodore Roosevelt in particular, who had dabbled in politics before moving out to Dakota just before the Fall, has been calling for the restoration of a Federal government to care for and defend the whole American people.

Special report signed,
W. F. Cody, Special Scoutmaster
Utah Territory Army

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Leaders of the Coup:
Seth Bullock and Theodore Roosevelt