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BURST MESSAGE. END. HIGH COMMAND, AVON. END. STATE OF EMERGENCY DECLARED BY AUTHORITY OF COUNCILOR KIR DARKCLOAK. END. COUP D'ETAT ATTEMPTED BY UNKNOWN FORCES. END. ALL FORCES TO  DECLARE LOYALTY TO THE COUNCIL LED BY KIR DARKCLOAK. END. CONTINUE PERTINENT RAPTURE. END.

"This is Councilor Jan Lightbringer from the Capital Building in Avon. This is an Emergency Broadcast on all signals. A Coup D'etat was attempted by unknown forces earlier today. Councilor Art Marshwalker died defending Avon. A state of emergency has been declared by myself and all Avonite Armed Forces are to declare loyalty to me. End transmission.

Followers of Spode, hear us now! You have been betrayed! An attempt was made earlier today to destroy our Council and the Commonwealth! Jim Windwaver was killed defending the God That Will Come and the Reconciliators are dead! Councilor Des Skyflyer and Vox Evangelical Yul Deacon stand with Spode against the Heathens, join us now and pledge Loyalty To Des Skyflyer!

Southern Avonite Enclave, AES Blader

Captain Gry Breadbakker

" Very Well, let's go ahead to Avon!" Captain Breadbakker cheerfully said, trying not to sound nervous. The flood of messages from AvCom, the Capital and the High Cathedral painted a horrible picture. He just hoped there still was an Avon to return to...

Frosthold Planet

Admiral Ark Innsmouth

"Alright, I'll go back to my ship, Jarl Jensen. I would like a meeting with the Monarch as soon as possible. Thank you." Admiral Innsmouth turned and left Jarl Jensen. Diplomat Jik Lowfloater approached Jarl Jensen next.

Diplomat Jik Lowfloater

"Good evening, Jarl Jensen. My name is Jik Lowfloater, I'm a diplomat for the Enclave. Might I ask that you allow me to meet the Monarch first, before Admiral Innsmouth? He's not much of a diplomat and I worry he might not be diplomatic with the Monarch so I would like to see the Monarch first to lay out our offer. Thank you and please consider it." Lowfloater left and an Ecstatic took his place once he was out of sight.

Ecstatic Sul Gravemind

"Your being lied to. I know communications are being jammed here. I have answers for you. I just need to see the Monarch first tomorrow before anyone else." And with that, Gravemind slid away.

Witchian Fleet Flagship,
Meeting Room,
17 days from Remnant border (-11, -13)
"The Learneans? I don't know much about them. Well anyways, I'm Krimlo Estem, nice to meet you."
Diplomatic Convoy to Learnaea
Orbiting Protheus
"I would be glad to accept, but it's not in my permission to establish embassies. If you would like, I can escort you to our lands to have your request considered by our government."

Ambassador Ulfír
Scientific Imperial Fleet Observation Task Force
Sector (-17, 18)

The Ambassador had to crouch to get into the shuttle but just had to stoop his head once aboard.

"Are the doors and corridors in your ship all this small?"
Jarl Aragonn
AFS Jörmungandr
Sector (-16, 14)

The Jarl acknowledged the Science ambassador as he left then turned his attention to the Avonite.

"I'm listening."
Ambassador Herjall
Protheus
Sector (-18, 1)

She nodded as she listened, intrigued by the history lesson. When it came to be her turn to answer a question, she sat up more and crossed her arms.

"My world is a colony near the outer edges of Aesir space. It's a humble place with plenty of farmland and work dýr to supply the Empire with vital food supplies.

If our capitol planet is what you're interested in hearing about, I can describe that world as well."

Combined Romulan-Acarian Fleet
North of Acarian Empire
3 Days From Remnant Border

"That plan seems acceptable. We must go back to our fleet, war is about to be declared back home. We shall give the signal to jump into the enemy system." Aedyn Zaegun replied.

Diplomatic Convoy
Allied States of Lernaea Border

"Acaria would like to open communications with your nation and allow free trade between us. Thus for now, Acaria requests an embassy and a free trade agreement." said Katarina Marianne

Communications Records
IRW Venator Stellarum
Avon, Avonite Enclave

The Venator Stellarum slowed to a full stop in orbit of the Avonite Homeworld.  Communication frequencies were overloaded with frantic messages, and the communications station couldn't make heads or tails of it. 

"Commander, there's just too much information.  We can't track it all, but it appears that there has been terrorist activity and internal strife in the Avonite Capitol District.  Other than that, we have only concluded that there is a great amount of religious tension within the Avonite Enclave, which appears to be one of the central causes of this strife."  the communications officer on duty stated.

Commander Gela paused for a moment, thinking.  How on Romulus did the Tal Shiar think us capable of doing this?  Are their resources really stretched this thin?  No.  This must be a coordinated effort, with the Stellarum as just one piece of many operating in the dark.   She cleared her throat, "Hail the AES Blader.  Inform them that we would like to visit the planet, preferably with some of their crew as guides." 

Combined Romulan-Acarian Fleet
North of Acarian Empire
2 Days From Remnant Border

"By your command, Fleet Admiral."  And with that, Praetor Relatrex pressed the ship-wide communications beacon on his wrist.  "This is the Fleet Praetor.  Prepare the fleet for engagement.  Signal the fleet to increase preparedness to Level 4.  All personnel not essential for the operation of the fleet are to proceed to their assault decks.  Pro Imperio Romulano.  Relatrex out." 

"Admiral, may our battles be filled with victory and minimal casualties.  We will await your flagship's signal before we initiate the final jump across the Remnant border."  And with that, Relatrex escorted the Acarians back to their shuttle, only this time the thousands of troops previously at attention were marching swiftly onto landing craft to check their equipment and review their plans of attack...

Wintrean Diplomatic Mission
Zuophus, United Acarian Empires
Sector (5, -19)

Bergli entered the embassy. He contacted the Wintrean ship orbiting the planet, asking them to send down more materials to set up the embassy. He also asked them to send a progress report to the Representative Institute and State Ministry.
Wintrean Diplomatic Convoy
Near Lernaean Border
Sector (-14, 1)

"We would like to open up trade relations," Øye responded, "And perhaps cultural exchange programs."
State Ministry Headquarters
Frostlake City
Sector (-3, 3)

Jarl Jensen contacted the AES Strawberry Swing, asking the Avonites if it would be possible for all of them to meet the Monarch. If not, he requested that they decide among themselves who to send as an envoy before negotiating with the Monarch.

Science Institute at Frostlake
Frostlake City, Wintrean Remnant
Sector (-3, 3)

The Democratic Empire's de facto embassy in Wintreath was finally completed. Murphy sent a message to Vivaldi informing them of their progress.
Science Diplomatic Mission
Main Aesir Fleet
Sector (-16, 14)

Glass returned to his ship. When they received directions to Drekiheimr, they departed from the Aesir fleet and headed toward their destination. Glass also sent a message to Vivaldi, suggesting that they perhaps make contact and begin negotiations with the Avonite Enclave.
Special Task Force of the Scientific Exploration Fleet
Near Witchian Border
Sector (-15, -13)

"Could you perhaps direct some Witchian diplomats toward us?" asked Bailey. "We would like to make official contact and begin negotiations, if possible."
Feynmann-class shuttle
Scientific Imperial Fleet Observation Task Force
Sector (-17, 18)

"No," responded Mott. "This smaller shuttle design is a little cramped for space, relatively. However, as an Aesir, you might find our ship's doors and corridors rather small. Is that acceptable?"

AES Perdition, in orbit around Avon

Vice Admiral Jil Scarhealer

Vice Admiral Jil Scarhealer observed the situation. Admiral Hanover had pulled back to the dark side of the moon even though he outnumbered her. Something was going on, not that she was complaining about the chance to rest and regroup. She didn't even know who she was fighting for, just who she was fighting against....

AES Blader

Captain Gry Breadbakker

Captain Breadbakker watched his world burn. The skies burned. The cities burned. It looked like the world was on fire. Breadbakker flashed back to the war. Watching whole planets die. Gry hoped to Spode that Avon would survive. He had alerted the Council to the Romulans arrival. He got 3 messages from 3 separate Councilors. One from Jan Lightbringer ordering Gry to take the Romulans to the Capital, one from Des Skyflyer ordering him to take them to the High Cathedral of Spode and one from Kir Darkcloak ordering him to AvCom. Breadbakker passed on the messages to the Romulans, telling them that he would take them to whichever location they wanted.

AFS Jormungandr

Captain Kli Waverider

"Well, Jarl, we seek a profitable trade for both our nation's. We need terraforming equipment and weapons, mostly. We can offer state of the art robotics, intelligence equipment and, if needed, agricultural supplies. We also would like to establish mutual embassies between our nations. As a sign of good will we have a gift of valuable artifacts from the Endless War. That is our proposal."

Drekiheimr
Sector (-23, 14)

Notice was received of the Science convoy on approach. Land just outside the city was designated for the embassy to be built upon. All that was left was awaiting their arrival.
Jarl Aragonn
AFS Jörmungandr
Sector (-16, 14)

"An interesting proposal. Your robotics can aid in our development of Stálrekkr, and we can definitely use agricultural supplies. We can offer terraforming equipment, but our weapons have always been unique to us because we haven't shared them with anyone else. Perhaps there is another thing we can provide for you? Perhaps a service?"
Ambassador Ulfír
Scientific Imperial Fleet Observation Task Force
Sector (-17, 18)

He nodded and prepared himself for launch.

Witchian Fleet Flagship,
Meeting Room,
17 days from Remnant border (-11, -13)
"Although I'm to far to signal our leaders back at Toobek, I do know how you could get their attention," Krimlo replied. "If you keep going further into our lands, I'm sure that someone of our security squad should see you. Just be prepared, some of our guards may be a bit hostile, as of they may think you are the Wintreans, who just stopped by our lands not too long ago."

Communications Records
IRW Venator Stellarum
Avon, Avonite Enclave

"Thank you Captain.  I believe that we will visit Councilor Darkcloak first.  After that we may want to visit the others, too."  Commander Gela responded.

AES Blader, Avon

Captain Gry Breadbakker

"OK, we will prepare. Tell us when you are ready. Also take note, this is an active warzone so you may be stuck there for a while."

AFS Jormungandr

Captain Kli Waverider

"Well, Jarl, we do need help rebuilding our decimated worlds. That is our top priority."

Communications Records
IRW Venator Stellarum
Avon, Avonite Enclave

"Wonderful!  We shall depart immediately.  I'm boarding a shuttle with fighter escorts as we speak.  Would you like to meet us down on the surface outside of AvCom, Captain?" 

AES Blader, in orbit over Avon

Captain Gry Breadbakker

"Certainly, captain. I'll see you down there." Gry boarded the shuttle and was soon outside AvCom...

Ruins of AvCom, Industries Spirit, Avon

Councilor Kir Darkcloak

AvCom had been hit hard by the attacks but it held. Kir stood near the entrance, afraid to step outside in case of snipers. At least no where else had this kind of chaos as far as she was told. She heard the distinctive limp of an injured man, 2 in fact. She turned to see Irk Flowchaser and Sgt Avonman, both in bandages, walking towards her. She smiled at the sight of Irk. She was glad he was OK. It was the worst kept secret in Avon but she did, in fact, love him. At least she felt like it, she wouldn't know.

The Romulans arrived and were rushed into AvCom. Kir, Irk and a bunch of cops lead by Avonman were there to greet them. Captain Breadbakker was with the Romulans.

"Welcome to Avon, though I wish it was under better circumstances. I'm Kir Darkcloak. To what do we owe the pleasure?"

AES Strawberry Swing, Frosthold Planet

Admiral Ark Innsmouth

"What in Spode's name are they talking about? Who else wants to see the Wintreans?" Admiral Innsmouth was at the end of his rope. First an Ecstatic disappears and now this? What the hell was going on. He sent a reply to Jarl Jensen asking for clarification...

Ecstatic Sul Gravemind

Sul walked in his purple robes and his silver mask. He had the evidence the Vigilants had assembled, troop movements by the Romulans, analysis by Avonite experts concluding that the jammers were Romulans and that they had similar movements in the Acarian Empires. In short, imminent attack. He intended to leverage this for Wintrean support of Des Skyflyer. Sul smiled. It had been a long time. Finally, he could taste success. The Monarchs office was in the palace ahead...

Jarl Aragonn
AFS Jörmungandr
Sector (-16, 14)

"Rebuilding, I believe, is top priority for everyone. We Aesir got hit harder than most. So I apologize for not being able to afford any materials nor labor. Perhaps there is something else that could be of use?"