The Treasures of Meranthe

[ry0un0suke]

 
Militaries mobilized in units in the greater nations across Meranthe. Prosperity emerged in the wake of survived extinction, in the wake of devoured creativity. Certain locales see the colors of large nations occupying mines, exploring tombs, climbing into fissures and exploring underneath lakes. A year has passed during the excavations and reports, scouts, and otherwise observation and it yields the following:
 
At the end of 2161:
 
Megalodon's Tomb
The Realm of Delphina
Occupied Since 2160
Viridian Kelp, Shipwrecked Pearl Necklace
Current Grade: D

 
The Depths
Gloomlight Grove
Occupied Since 2160
Ether Crystal, Telluric Iron
Current Grade: D

 
Glimmer Lake
Caethir Princedom
Occupied Since 2160
Golden Seashell, Pellucid Seashell
Current Grade D

 
Temporal Fissure
Crescent Isle
Occupied Since 2160
Hourglass Sand, Entropic Ash
Current Grade: D

 

Once per year, the following nations or guilds can continue their exploration and extraction of these resources for a minimum of 30k influence, increasing its grade by 1. During these excavations, the troops, miners and sailors are still vulnerable to potential attack and seizure. Factions interested in staking a contesting claim may make a declaration post. Upgrades are handled via ticket, but after sent forces are given time to rest and recuperate. (3/18)

[RainIsABirb]

- Your Nation -

Hallow's Pass

- Your Captain -

Queen Pneuma Hallowcrest

- Resource Claim -

The Megadolon's Tomb

- Declaration Post -

For some weeks, Delphinian reports indicate a stirring of trouble. A lone ship is spotted lingering some ways off the coast of the Tomb's archipelago, and sailors reported noises and infiltrators upon the shore that same night- though, summarily, they were warded off by the guards on duty. A time passes until this incident's ugly nature reveals itself.

Alarms are raised off the coast just before staccato cannonfire rips into the coastal defenses of the island, a lone privateer's vessel bombarding them from the ocean. Moments after the start of the attack, a combination of portal and rift disgorge magi attackers upon their shore, waving the banner of Hallow's Pass and led by the Queen herself. Their goal becomes clear in moments as rowboats make landfall carrying barrels of gunpowder: Steal everything that isn't nailed down, and destroy everything that is!

OBJECTIVE: PILFER & SABOTAGE!

[25 Soldiers/12.5k Influence]

[Milly]

Your Nation (or Guild) - Gloomlight Grove

The Area You Control - The Depths

Thanks to the interest and investment of one of Gloomlight's noble houses - House Montelione - job contracts are established and taken up by researchers and miners who venture even deeper into the mine north of Gloomlight. While they had initially discovered Ether Crystals and then further down, Telluric Iron, they were hoping for new discoveries that would simply be underneath rocks and layers of history...

Would they find anything?

(Upgrade Intent - 30k influence)

[Era]

Your Nation - Aetius
Your Captain(s) - Uralai
Resource Claim - Glimmer Lake (Caethir occupied)
Declaration Post -

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Almost one year has passed since the noble Steward of Caethir found themselves confined to Aetius territory. After fraught negotiations for the better half of Summer, Aetius issues its decree via courier.

"To the Crown of Caethir,

After a year of overtures, your refusal becomes a choice, not negotiation. Decades of service rewarded with abandonment. First Franz--discarded and now Kieru--neglected.

Given scarce choice to resolve this, you can consider the following the ransom payment so both nations may move on.

You have seven days to evacuate Glimmer Lake. Comply peacefully and Kieru Ackerman is returned, his attack against us forgotten."

A countdown follows. 
Seven days for Caethir's researchers and soldiers to withdraw from Glimmer Lake. Seven nights for Caethir's leadership to decide, diplomacy or battle. 
On the eighth day, mages of Aetius will gather north of the rainbow lake, armored, and waiting for the decision on horseback.

The strategy is simple, minimize unneeded casualties, and should Caethir contest, battle them magi against magi, away from the precious remnants of Mestra.

[Bologna Prime]

Following the Suladari's initial survey of the area fabled to be site to lush undersea caverns once home to an ancient menace of the surrounding Herald's Sea, the fruits of what would be discovered there would  ensure further expeditions in the years to come. Shipment by shipment, relics of ages past long lost to the tide and sea-life unknown to any contemporary record have been delivered to the homeland ports of Delphina, indulging the curiosity of researchers and historians alike by the discretion of royal patronage. The viridian kelp studied to this day for its potential in medicine, the magically lustrous scales of the rare gilderfish, and even the preserved pearls of a long-extinct species of oyster are made the talk of deckhands entrusted with their handling and the noblesse eager to be entrusted with their study.

The labyrinthine sprawl of tunnels beneath the waves may yet hold secrets to be uncovered. Navigation a cautious challenge even to the divers of Sirenia seasoned by the prior twists, turns, and veils of kelp and silt obscuring the way. Even still following the repulsion of the interloping bandits of Hallow's Pass it would only be a matter of time before the final truth could be picked from the exaggeration of shoreside rumor. The question answered in the early months of the year 2166: Does the heart of the so-called Megalodon yet rest at the end of this maze?

(Final Upgrade of the Megalodon's Tomb)

[Cheebs]

Much time has elapsed since the Lifestream first ached; figures of a pearl garb transporting crates of enigmatic origins. Much time has elapsed since blood and magic stained waters off the coast of the Shadowlands, marring it in the unforgettable stench of battle. Despite showers of peace pouring mercy across the Fissure's surrounding region, those same waters have been anything but still. Confidential research has been underway, conjuring whispers and questions from the masses without hope for response. Yet as of late, the preliminary seal has been broken. Panes of glass are erected for those daring enough to take a gander at affairs once obscured. 

Cumulative excavations to the Temporal Fissure have garnered riches, prestige, and invaluable history as to a shattered civilization frozen in time; an overwhelming success as deemed by the Headmistress of the Crescent Isle, Pscaela. Like a fervent ripple, the aftermath has permeated throughout the Isle, and beyond- recording a period of positive economic expansion. Rare and soon to be unobtainable coveted goods line the stalls as many flock, beckoned by the invisible tug of a child-like curiosity. The exchange of money, goods, and ideas are only the beginning of a new prosperous age. As resources begin to dry, and investigations recover relics lost to time... the Isle awaits with bated breath until the last secret is uncovered. 

Silence has been broken.
Let no stone remain unturned.

[THE TREASURES OF MERANTHE SHALL BE UNVEILED]