RE: Spheres of Influence: Alliance
07-23-2019, 09:43 PM
A Tiranogian aid bearing the markings of a Crimson Guard bursts into the Cube, looking haggard. he rushes over, bows to King Geród and hands him a crumpled letter.
Geród opens it and reads the contents, the expressions on his face turning from worried, to confused to delighted.
"My friends, I have some news to share with you all." he said folding the letter, thanking the messenger. "As part of my investigations into the bombing of Dunfaelin and Dentienne. I have uncovered similarities in both tragedies."
"Both explosions were the act of another power, and I have sufficient evidence to confidently assert that it was not anyone in the Alliance. But that is not all. Under Dunfelían, like under Dentienne, our investigators uncovered what can only be called a borehole. A massive, artificial hole dug into the earth under both cities, reaching deep into the Earth, farther down than even the Deep roads the Dwarves use. Into an overwhelmingly vast underworld consisting of vast caverns larger than entire countries and, apparently, underwater oceans, or great lakes in the case of the Underneath of Dunfelían. The culprits had created mechanical contraptions to raise and lower themselves from this, 'Under Dark', to infiltrate and set up their perfidious explosives under our cities, although while the one in Dentienne was evidently destroyed in a hurry, the one under Dunfelían was deconstructed slowly, and recognisable because of the holes left in the walls for the structures's supports. I encourage all of you here to investigate the underlying foundations and structures supporting your most important cities for similar artifacts, to prevent further tragedy, it is unlikely it was only these two cities targeted by such treachery."
"However, in the dark we have found some good news. Despite being very strange world indeed, my Crimson Guard have, quite literally it seems, tripped over a seam of gold right there on the rocks below, so easily accessible he even took a solid gold nugget off of it with his sword. In Dunfelían's case, the borehole lead to an underground island which could be easily defensible for further expeditions, and perhaps our friends in Antipode could get much use out of using it as a jumping off point for their scientific investigations into the unknown. We could even-"
Another aide burst into the cube, this one far more haggard than the last, and rushed to the king and shoved a letter into his hands before slipping and planting his face on the floor, he was apparently soaked to the bone by rain and tripped over his own shoes. Geród opened the second letter. His face turned to stone.
"Apparently a massive raiding force of seaborne goblins are approaching the borehole and campsite my men have set up, approximately 1000 strong. I dont- Is there even anything to raid down there to sustain themselves!? How!? Regardless-" he tossed the letter aside. "Tiranóg calls its allies for aid. I cannot close the borehole to Dunfelían quickly without literally undermining my very capital and endangering everyone in there. I am giving the order for my raised levies to rush to the capital to help hold the line until aid arrives."
Geród opens it and reads the contents, the expressions on his face turning from worried, to confused to delighted.
"My friends, I have some news to share with you all." he said folding the letter, thanking the messenger. "As part of my investigations into the bombing of Dunfaelin and Dentienne. I have uncovered similarities in both tragedies."
"Both explosions were the act of another power, and I have sufficient evidence to confidently assert that it was not anyone in the Alliance. But that is not all. Under Dunfelían, like under Dentienne, our investigators uncovered what can only be called a borehole. A massive, artificial hole dug into the earth under both cities, reaching deep into the Earth, farther down than even the Deep roads the Dwarves use. Into an overwhelmingly vast underworld consisting of vast caverns larger than entire countries and, apparently, underwater oceans, or great lakes in the case of the Underneath of Dunfelían. The culprits had created mechanical contraptions to raise and lower themselves from this, 'Under Dark', to infiltrate and set up their perfidious explosives under our cities, although while the one in Dentienne was evidently destroyed in a hurry, the one under Dunfelían was deconstructed slowly, and recognisable because of the holes left in the walls for the structures's supports. I encourage all of you here to investigate the underlying foundations and structures supporting your most important cities for similar artifacts, to prevent further tragedy, it is unlikely it was only these two cities targeted by such treachery."
"However, in the dark we have found some good news. Despite being very strange world indeed, my Crimson Guard have, quite literally it seems, tripped over a seam of gold right there on the rocks below, so easily accessible he even took a solid gold nugget off of it with his sword. In Dunfelían's case, the borehole lead to an underground island which could be easily defensible for further expeditions, and perhaps our friends in Antipode could get much use out of using it as a jumping off point for their scientific investigations into the unknown. We could even-"
Another aide burst into the cube, this one far more haggard than the last, and rushed to the king and shoved a letter into his hands before slipping and planting his face on the floor, he was apparently soaked to the bone by rain and tripped over his own shoes. Geród opened the second letter. His face turned to stone.
"Apparently a massive raiding force of seaborne goblins are approaching the borehole and campsite my men have set up, approximately 1000 strong. I dont- Is there even anything to raid down there to sustain themselves!? How!? Regardless-" he tossed the letter aside. "Tiranóg calls its allies for aid. I cannot close the borehole to Dunfelían quickly without literally undermining my very capital and endangering everyone in there. I am giving the order for my raised levies to rush to the capital to help hold the line until aid arrives."