Goblin Lands 2 Peacekeeper Mission WEEK 17: Rumblings of the Mag Der'al

#1

Field Marshall Jeremiah Strykker checked the stop watch feature on his multifunction datalink bracer again. He nodded slowly, “Sir, it doesn’t look good. Five attacks. One in Kalino, one in Chooru, one in Dumbar, one in Dunesphere and one in Kelvara. Each within thirty five seconds of each other.
This was a timed attack, sir. An effective terrorist attack by multiple cells in different cities.”

Across from him was a desk piled high with pictures of crime scenes, and behind that sat the severely thin and wirey form of Colony General Malthus in an uncomfortable looking metal chair.
Colony General Malthus gently tapped his lower lip with his pointer finger, so deep in thought he seemed to have not heard his Field Marshall. Jeremiah politely waited. He had worked with Malthus long enough to know the old bloodsucker was trying to find something in the data before him. The Colony General finally lifted a single sheet of reports from all the others.

“What does Mag Der’al mean?” he asked.

The Field Marshall wasn’t a translator mek, and he wasn’t a specialist on Olgog culture. Then again the question wasn’t directed at him. It was directed to the older looking Olgog standing off to the right.

“Commander?..I mean…Captain?” asked Jeremiah acutely aware that the Olgog who had once helped train him in leadership techniques was now a far lower rank. He never did find out what caused the Olgog to be knocked down so many ranks, and didn’t think it polite to ask Shiro. He felt bad for the slip of the tongue.

Shiro moved an errant braid out of his eyes, and pushed off from the wall he had been leaning on.

“Mag usually means nobility or could mean ancient blood,” said Shiro, “Der’al is the world, or it could specifically mean Refuge. The Mag Der’al are either the Worldly Noble, or the Chieftains of the World, or the Ancient Blood of the Planet.”

When Malthus heard the last title, he slammed his hand down on the desk, “I know the Ancient Blood of the Planet. They were a group of Freedom Fighters during the Genocide. They were one of the first terrorist groups I captured and interrogated during my first tour of duty in the south.”

Shiro often forgot his commanding officer had been around back then. Malthus had seen it first hand, while Shiro had only heard legends of the Genocide as a youth. When Shiro was born, Malthus had already been serving in the EEF for over one thousand five hundred years AFTER his service in the Genocide.

“I don’t feel good about the work I did during the Genocide. I stopped a lot of freedom fighters that were genuinely trying to free their people. The Ancient Blood weren’t one of them,” said Malthus tensely, “They were a cult, and they all believed they literally were being guided by planet Refuge to kill humans and human-sympathizers. They singlehandedly gave the Church of One enough propaganda material to keep the Colonial leadership off their back for over one hundred years. Bad stuff…bad stuff…”

“Yes it is, if their recent attack is any sign,” agreed Jeremiah, “Fifty colonists dead at a Caravan Station in Dumbar from a lightning storm artificed bomb. Thirty colonists dead and fifteen Oners dead at the site of the original Church of One Basilica in Chooru, conventional explosives. Fifteen colonists dead and one hundred and twenty injured near the main checkpoint at the wall of Kalino, from Krato-blood acid bombs. Truck bomb killed two hundred and nineteen worshipers Dunesphere. Chill Life Bombs on a River Boat carrying tourists killed seventy people and unleashed a trio of them as undead Kaeleochs in Kelvara.”

“Dunesphere deserved it,” grunted Shiro angrily.

“Even if the zealots of Dunesphere have been doing the same to other colonies for years, we are the military protecting all the colonies, even the ones we don’t like,” said the Colony General putting a calming hand on his old friend’s shoulder, “I know you spend a long time working with the Kalino underclasses. How are they responding to the attacks?”

“The usual way,” said Shiro sadly, “They are calling for blood. They want whomever was behind it nuked into oblivion. They want the criminals caught and executed. If it is the Mag Der’al behind this, and the colonials find out…they could push for a full occupation.”

“I wouldn’t allow it,” said Malthus, “Too much risk for another Genocide.”

“With all due respect sir, the choice would be out of your hands,” said Jeremiah, “If enough colonies call for a vote of No Confidence in you, they could have you replaced with a new Colony General. Dunesphere has been trying for it ever since the Inquisition discovered your little secret. The New Vorik royal family has been hoping to replace you with one of their favored sons since the end of the Border Wars. With Chooru, Dumbar, Kalino, New Vorik and Kelvara, they would have a large enough minority to push it through.”

“Then we need the perpetrators captured,” Malthus growled, “The Mag Der’al must be stopped.”

“What are we authorized to do?” asked the Field Marshall, “Some parts of the south are considered nature reserves by treaty. We should be careful how we proceed Sir.”

“Careful yes, but quick and thorough,” replied the Colony General, “Contact the VLAD Agency, lets mobilize them to get as much intel as we can. I want Special Forces deployed in capture teams with full air support and strider support. No orbital weapons, no starships, no tanks, I don’t want the Olgogs to think we are invading them, cause we aren’t. And Jeremiah No Nukes…”

“Sir Yes Sir,” Field Marshall Strykker replied, deeply troubled he had grown a reputation as happy to deploy atomics. Reality couldn’t be further from the truth.

#2

Mission Rules:

Your tribe has been contacted and told a terrorist organization known as the Mag Der’al is operating and recruiting in regions controlled by your tribe. The EEF wants permission to send in squads of their soldiers into your lands and capture and put on trial these alleged terrorists.

Your post must include:

  1. What is your reply to the EEF request to stage troops in your region? Do you allow or deny? Do you put limitations on what weapons/armor/gear/vehicles they can deploy in your region if you allow?

  2. How do you attempt to internally track down these insurgents?

  3. You have been shown pictures of the bombings and casualties by the EEF. Do you declare the Mag Der’al a criminal organization, ignore its existance, or give it amnesty and support in your Olgog tribal region?

IF YOU DO NOT POST TO THIS MISSION: It is assumed your tribe denies access to the EEF to operate in your area by ignoring their requests and turning away their messengers politely, and ignore the Mag Der’al’s existence in your territory allowing them to continue unhindered.

Mission Rules
First player to post gets a repost when all other players have finished posting to the mission in response to all other actions.
All other players may only make 1 posting.
Other players may only act as if they have seen the action of the first player who posts.
All other actions are compressed together by the DR team with a focus on storyline, so do not worry about paradoxes between different action posts.
Not every aspect of every action will be shown. This is especially true of actions that exceed two paragraphs.

Special challenges: Ally with EEF or deny them access.

Open to all tribes.
Mercs may post if they offer their services to the EEF or Offer their services to the Mag Der’al.

This mission ends on Friday 28th February at 8.PM. E.S.T.

#3

A message would arrive, stating in Olgog. "Give me access to [ Name of close high quality production facility ] and the resources I ask for, and I will take care of the problem. Your hands will be clean.

OtO"

#4

“Why should I trust you?”, this was the question that was being asked of the EEF representative at Gultor’uf.

“Why should I trust you?”.

The agent’s slight hesitation was opening enough for the Quartermaster to start querying him.

"EEF agents assassinated [ the leader of the army of elgoa con mission ] in a manner that prevented him from being revived. They then told us that they would revive him, but only if they could alter him.

At the trial of olgog the olgog, the EEF produced “perfect evidence” that he did these actions, and said he was a lone agent. Yet there was another who was with him that stated that the EEF sent more people down here.

We are now confronted with the same type of evidence as before, with no way for us to verify its veracity. The EEF’s actions, have been shown to be self serving with truth only being told when it serves them better than lies.

So I ask again; Why should we trust you?"

OOC: The eef from pictures, hasn’t shown a compelling reason why Gultor’uf should do anything or trust them. No troops will be allowed in Karov by Gultor’uf, if compelling evidence is shown, Gultor’uf will reach out to this tribe and see what they say about this themselves, then and only then, will a decision to be made.

#5

While Glog has been studying the EEF he has told the tribe to simply listen.

“The earthers say many things and use our differences to control. Like a rider does a horse. If they come asking for something and i am not there just listen and say we will look into it.”

And that is exactly what the other Elders told the representative, that they will moniter the area and thanks them for letting them know.

#6

Lalder heard the request. He thought about it. When Tla’loc’al had a terrorist attack, the EEF isupplied the criminal, all of the information on the terriorist, and help with the rebuilding. They did deserve the same. Besides, Terrorist attacks by Olgogs are not what they needed. Olgogs as a whole were making advances. This progress needed to continue. Lalder did not want the colonist to think Olgogs as terrorist. It didn’t end well the last time that happened.

Response:
Lalder responded "Please show me your information about who is responsible
I will help bring those responsible to justice that are in my Tribes lands. My Tor’og and his gogs will help track them down. We will put them on trail. If they resist, we will take care of them. Terrorist attacks cannot be allowed. You can send some soldiers with my Olgogs on the raids and work with them as they track down this group down.

My conditions are the following. Your forces work with mine. If you have those ghost teams, the ones you used to go after Olgog the Olgog, please use them. If we need a display of force, I want that to be mine. The colonies should know that we are an ally and not any enemy. But the other tribes must not see us as a pawn of the EEF, colonies, or the oners. That would just create more strife, not less.

After we make our move, so not to tip anyone off, I will announce that that no terrorism will be allowed to originate or take place from/in our lands. Guilty will be dealt with.

For the UtR, I will request help from our enforcers whose job this would be. I would expect a similar reaction from the UtR, but most likely any operations will be handled by the Bruski.”

Lalder Statement (For his lands):
“Terrorist attacks against the colonies will not be tolerated. We are not at war with the Colonies. Bombings and terrorist attacks against civilians hurt Olgogs progress, not help us. I remember the first years of the Genocide, I was young then, but there. Most resistance groups fought for Olgogs. But Attacks by groups like Mag Der’al made matters worse and gave the Church of One an example that Olgogs are monsters to the other colonies. It took too long for the Colonies to see through this and their own fears. We cannot let that happen again while we are so close to our freedom and safety for the tribes. For the sake of the younger generations we must move forward. We have a chance and we will take it.

I will remind that No terrorism will be allowed. No supporting Terrorist groups or knowingly help execute Terrorist attacks anywhere. Those that do will be dealt with harshly under our laws and traditions."

Actions:
Lalder will send Tor’ab, Lalon, Tor’ab’s apprentices (10 Ur Rhug), 8 FKM, and 15 goblin raiders. They will have access to 6 to 8 Lur Union Fighters. They will track down the group that supported the attacks, and take them in or out depending on resistance. The goal is to handle this by the law. Real Trials where possible. Force will be responded with Overwhelming force. Then Trials :slight_smile: The goal is to punish the guilty according to their crime and intent.

For the UtR, Lalder will push for those responsible to be punish, and have the UtR offically condemn Terrorism. Tor’ab and his resources will be made available to the Bruski as well.

(OOC I applied changes due to Kul’Gul Rapi Family posted thread and reminder.)

#7

Mama Rapi’gog and Navigator Turin met the EEF agent on the beach. They were in a beach cove exposed by low tide. The desolation and rough terrain of the area insured the meeting would be secret. When the pair first looked at the rendezvous point Turin remarked, “Dark Water hasn’t made it here yet.” Mama Rapi’gog nodded. Unen’s lifeblood had come under assault by the Church of One’s legacy.
The earther dressed in kakhis and a short sleeve blue button down shirt and a Panama hat. He looked like a diplomatic bureaucrat but he moved his eyes were quick. After an acknowledgement to the pair he scanned the area and moved with a subtle grace of someone accustomed to being in unpredictable situation toward them.
“I’m Mike Cameron, EEF diplomat to the region.” He said offering his hand, first to Mama Rapi’gog and then the Navigator. Turin glanced knowingly at the self-proclaimed diplomat.
“We got da message, da Colonies have a grievance and you want to send in da troops?” Mama Rapi’gog stated matter of factly.
Mike didn’t flinch at her blunt statement, “I’ll tell ya, it’s got the colonies riled up. They are demanding answers and Justice. A show of good faith on your part would go a long way to extinguish the embers.” He said taking off his hat and fanning himself with it.
Mama Rapi’gog nodded, she liked this politician he seemed honest. “Dis ting you ask it could spark anger here. Your soldiers they seen here da tribes dey say it an act of war. Da United Tribes didn’t authorize it, Da GUTS weak if dey let da troops just come in.”
Mike nodded with a smirk, “It’s politically tense I agree, we can reach a compromise though?” he asked.
Mama Rapi’gog nodded, “If dis happen da other way, peoples from da colonies come blow up gog we would demand the same ‘ting you do, but much louder.” She thought about it, “We need to know what you know about Mag Deral.”
Mike nodded and retrieved a folder handing it to Navigator Turin, “This is everything we can release.”
Mama Rapi’gog nodded, “In da GUTS I tell da other gog you helping us catch them. We work together keep da trade open between da colonies and Unen.” She paused choosing her words carefully, “In da UTR, unless the council give an official statement, we be more careful. I launch an investigation that get answers, dat no problem. You want to act though.” She said.
Mike nodded, “If we can get results it need not be an official deployment of troops.”
Mama Rapi’gog nodded, “Da Bruskti in da UTR will not stop your forces, but other tribes catch dem, or they caught committing crimes…” She shrugged, “Da Kul Gul Rapi can’t make treaty or agreement with you. We tell you as much and you act anyway.”
Mike nodded, “We are very good about being covert, but I understand, if the team is compromised everyone will deny anything ever happened.”
“One more ting.” Mama Rapigog said. “Da opposite ever come true, you give us dis agreement in return.”

SUMMARY:
ANY OFFICIAL UTR DECREE OVER RULES ANY ACTIONS IN UTR LANDS

  1. In GUTS territory Mama Rapi’gog will make it known a small contingent of investigators and their Security detachment will be assisting colonies investigations to make sure trade between Unen and the colonies is unhampered by the terrorist attacks.

In The UTR territory that Mama Rapi’gog has influence in the EEF can utilize covert forces and expect the Bruskti not to interfere, however the Bruskti will not help conceal them if they find them in trouble with other tribes. They will be detained and given to the council for trial.

  1. Mama Rapi’gog will unleash the 3 blades (Skinner Vampyrs) to track down Mag Deral leadership and get answers. They will likely torture any confirmed Mag Deral members (For both extended life and intelligence) before turning them in for trial, Elder Rapirova will keep them on a short chain to make sure they don’t torture witnesses, informants, sources, or the innocent. They will go wherever the hunt leads them.

In GUTS territory 5x Regular Bruskti will work with the EEF investigators to weed out any Mag Deral elements in GUTS territory. They will use information from tribal leaders (Hopefully purchased based on good faith from helping them with previous actions giving villages everfull water barrels and sharing food supplies from the underground farm) to root them out and make arrests. The Bruskti will consult with Mag Deral members tribal leaders and Guts officials about punishment.

In UTR 9x Regular Bruskt will use their position as law enforcers to investigate where Mag Deral members are detain them for questioning. Anything more would require the Council to either declare the individuals terrorists or the Mag Deral a terrorist organization.

  1. In the UTR the decision of whether the group is a terrorist organization lies with the council. The Bruskti there if questioned would note they want to talk with them about the attacks but acknowledge nothing more.

In GUTS territory Mama Rapi’gog will not label Mag Deral as terrorists, instead she would call them useless noise makers, while not an official designation the people in Unen would understand the meaning. A useless noisemaker disrupted the tribe, and in Unen no tribe wanted a loud mouth to feed who couldn’t work for it.

#8

Yagogi’al the Og’ab, waited just within the perimeter of the camp with assorted members of the tribe. Standing at his sides forming a row were Zhgog’ol Maklur the tribe uhryu, Zhya Gog’mis the mag’ol, mak’abs Lady Hob’Lalol and caretaker Mak Uf’ab, Mighty Yadol shaman Or’tor, the cub Tun’Dra, all 18 of the juvenile gor’abs, various tribals in the Olgogolem armor, Yayi the Trumpeter and Bazman. This was their idea of a welcoming committee.

Yagogi’al the Og’ab addresses all the tribe that is there to listen and the EEF that approach, “Greetings to all that have gathered here today that are looking towards a peaceful future. I have heard tales of went on in the colonies, and I have now seen images of the horrors that have occurred. This is a truly terrible act, and We, the Yagogi would not wish this upon any without reason. It is as if this were a new age to the Goblin Genocide, and now the shoe is on the other foot. THIS DOES NOT MAKE THE VIOLENCE RIGHT! We are in support of the ideas that the criminals be found and taken care of, punished or what have you. We agree that something most be done about this, but we regret to provide you with entry into these lands. I do not wish for the lives of my tribe to be upended by military action and your technologies.”

It was at this point that the EEF officers felt something happening. They looked around as if there was something in the wind, and a rumbling coming from all around them. One of the officers nudged around, pointing to the fact that the gathered tribe had began a slow stomping, and beating of the ground. With this show of support of the tribe, Yagogi’al’s presence grew more powerful as he continued; “This is the way of the UtR, policing our own lands and we will be active and vigilant to carry this out. I will be sending out scouts to confer with other tribes (to Mag Buskt, and to the Kul’Gul Rapi family) and find solutions to these happenings. We will decide if Mag Der’al is really behind these terrorist activity, if they are another foe. We will be happy to share our findings with you, and provide whatever support we are able to. We would need some way of reaching out to contact your people to be able to do this. Good luck with your independent endeavors, if we come across any important information we will be in touch; but I am denying you the right of entering these lands.”

Following a feast of the day, Yagogi’al the Og’ab would form three groups. The first to go to council for the Kul’Gul Rapi family, then check with Mag Buskt and the last checking out the Karvoian lands; to actually follow through with what he said they would do. For the family, it would be Maggul to lead, with Yayi the trumpeter, Bazman, Dargor’ab, and Sa’na Ol. For Mag Buskt, it would be Tun’Dra to lead, with guidance from Hobya’Ab and Zhor’ab, along with Two Goblin Kings, Gibbs and Flint. Around Karov would be Zhya Gog’mis to lead, with Der’ LooDol, Ur’na Lok, Loo’mis and Darlur Auf. Each and every group has a summoner that could send message and talk via cantrip messenger.

#9

Gobbog was familiar with anti-terrorism procedures from his time in the EEF. He would have all Mag Der’al, Mag Der’al loyalists and anyone who spoke positively of the Mag Der’al invited to special private feasts. The pack would leap upon them, subdue them and hurl them through the energy bridge to the Quall N’drone. Gobbog would officially blame these betryals on Gorkaog (while he is away) and continue to try and reach out diplomatically to form bonds with members of the Mag Der’al leadership. Amnesty for all Mag Der’al and all terrorists against the Earther oppression Gobbog would say (not himself, he wasnt stupid) but through KGM subordinates who are now Horned Dogs.

The EEF would not be allowed into the territory with any vehicles. Ground troops only, no power armor, no striders. Anyone they sent would be repurposed for becoming Horned Dogs, but without their knowledge (if possible). Any field actions will be blamed on rogue KGM instead of revealing the location of this pit.

#10

Lord Grimaldus met with the EEF spokesman, and they discussed the terrorist activity. They agreed that if they were striking at Earthers it was only a matter of time before they struck the Earthers in the Goblin Lands. Lord Grimaldus agreed to cooperate in anyway he could. The towns in the south under his control were still fledgling as Olgog assistance was just on it’s way now, additional EEF forces might convince the terrorists to pick different targets. A combination of standing forces and undercover forces would be a good first and second line of defense.

The defense force sent to the towns could be mixed, but Lord Grimaldis politely requested that any forces sent to secure Fortress Isaias and the Tower of Resugent be kept as human as possible. Of course if that wasn’t possible he would understand but he would prefer that. He wouldn’t turn away aid if there were a few non humans in there though.

Grimaldus also requested that the EEF send some additional equipment for his own forces to use, if they were better equipped then in the future they wouldn’t need so many EEF personnel to bail them out. Perhaps raw materials as well in order for them to start producing their own defenses. If the towns and defensive positions could be made self sufficient then not only would they be less of a burden to the EEF, but in time they could actively assist the colonies to the north as well one day.

#11

Sir Mag’Nrs di not have much of a stake in the so-called Goblin Lands. he had been rewarded a small religious tent in Unen after his efforts in the battle at the port. It was a small space, just enough for those that had been injured to recuperate for some time. As such and hearing of the bad blood between his people and the EEF, Sir Mag’Nrs wanted to be nothing more than helpful. He would openly invite whatever soldiers, personnel and equipment that the EEF might need. Though he did not believe that his space was big enough to have vehicles coming and going.

He would state, “I seek no ill-will, and would do whatever I can to be helpful in the pursuit of those responsible for the villainous act that struck down the colonies. I would like to act as an ally of my homeland, and strike up beneficial relationships. I am here to find out more about my people, my heritage and in general who I am. I have heard that Morgothians, and the EEf both have bad reputations with each other. If it will help, I have been trained by Sir Killian, and look to be respectful as a Paladin of any order of Refuge. I thank you in advance, and will do whatever is in my power to help authority get to the bottom and get the answers needed to piece the attack together.”

#12

Dol Kuglock got wind of the plot in the midst of preparing the south end of drewsport for war with the oners. “hm… this does change things, perhaps we should bring the fight to dunesphere instead.”

The EEF messengers looked warily at her, “I have no insurgents here in drewsport, the only gogs here are my crew and a small church, the rest are humans that we have been protecting from the church of one. I have no love for the EEF, they are murderers and cowards. I DO NOT give permission to subject myself or my crew to torture or other information gathering techniques. They are my family, you see. My ships, my town, my home. It is sad that there were so many civilian casualties but this is a war sadly that the oners have created.” Dol wonders if she is making the right decision, they could help, or they could destroy all of the confidence that she and her crew has gained in this town. “Do you know how many times the oners tried to destroy this town of drewsport? Just how many civilians would have been killed because they were ‘tainted’ by us? We are such pitiable creatures, do you really believe that another genocide is not what they are vying for?”

Dol sighed, she has become so tired of the fight, a week off would be fantastic. The civilian death toll is a sad thing, and if she had any knowledge of this so called resistance group she would tell them, but she doesn’t. After the messenger leaves and she scans the area for transmitter devices that she has heard was call “bugs” i think, she calls the full crew to the bat for a meeting.

“There is a new resistance movement that the government is looking into with the intent to destroy everything that would stop it, it could be that I have just started another war. I feel that this type of movement, being that it has ancient bad blood, should be our issue to deal with, not the EEF. I am going to being scouring the area looking for gogs that may be part of their movement, they attacked 5 areas of the oners at the exact same time, and we can only expect there to be retaliation. Being this close to dunesphere we must keep our guard up and be fully battle ready at all times.” Dol looks over her crew, the crowd had grown so much, there may be one or two that she does not really know, perhaps she was a little too hasty. “My family, we are heading into a dark time, we must stand together, protect this town and the whole of gog culture. We will NOT allow another genocide.”

#13

It had been along time since Valurk had left the confines of the Lab. He didn’t mind being underground, in the dark. But, after a while, even a Dead Olgog like himself wanted some color. Some light.

Lotara had returned a few days ago, and was busy converting the Oners that her father had dropped off about a week earlier. She was here, though, so Valurk thought it would be ok to go outside to get some air. He didn’t need to breathe, but he really couldn’t think of a better way to word it.

He had just set foot outside, when he was met by a scout. “Sir,” the scout began. “We may have a situation.”

Valurk grunted in frustration. “What?”

“About five miles out,” the scout said. “We have, uh, in our custody, what appear to be three messengers. From the EEF.”

“So?” Valurk asked, his brow furrowing. “Explain how that warrants being called a ‘situation’.”

“Well, sir… they are requesting an audience with Lord Krodnok.”

Valurk’s expression lightened a bit. It was still kinda funny to him, hearing the underlings refer to Krodnok as ‘Lord’. The perks of being a God, he thought.

“Alright,” Valurk said. “Take me there.”

It took a little while to get there. They were only able to Shadow Walk steadily for about 1/4 of the way. But, when they got to where forest-met-desert, that method of travel stopped being as effective. Occasional sand dunes gave enough shadow to travel through, but aside form the occasional cluster of dunes, the pair mostly walked the rest of the way until they reached their destination. Once there they found two of Krodnok’s Warmachines, three more Dead scouts, and a trio of Earther EEF messengers.

“Seriously?” Valurk inquired at the scout who had retreived him. “You really saw fit to contain them here with the Warmachines? They’re MESSENGERS!” He looked over the EEF representatives. While they each appeared to carry some sort of sidearm, they weren’t armed heavily. “Overkill. That’s what they are,” he said, gesturing to the Warmachines.

He turned to address the messengers. He didn’t necessarily like Earthers, but, for the sake of diplomacy…

“What are you doing here?”

The messenger in the middle took a step forward. “We seek an audience with Krodnok. We’ve been told that he resides somewhere in this area.”

“Well, you’re a little off,” Valurk replied. “That’s good, though. If you knew our location, we’d have to kill you. Anyways, Krodnok isn’t here. What do you want?”

The messenger who had first spoken looked back at his comrades. One of them gestured with his head at Valurk, while the other just nodded. The first turned back to face Valurk and pulled a folder out of his bag. He held it out to Valurk, who took it.

“Those images you’re looking at are from the city of Duneshere,” the messenger explained as Valurk opened and looked through the file. “Pretty grisly stuff,” he added.

“I’ve done worse,” Vaurk said absently.

The messengers eyes narrowed, but he continued. “I have folders here from four other cities. They all look more or less the same, however.”

Valurk closed the folder and held it out to the messenger. “So? What does this have to do with us?”

“These attacks were orchestrated with precision by a terrorist group known as the Mag Der’al,” said the messenger to the left of the first. “All five, happening almost simultaneously.”

Valurk was clearly growing impatient. “Again, I ask… So? What, do you suspect us of some involvement?”

“No,” the third messenger spoke up. “We are here to ask for your assisstance.”

“Assisstance?”

“Yes. Assisstance,” the first messenger replied. “We aren’t sure where this group is based, but we believe they are recruiting from anywhere and everywhere. That includes your territory.”

The third messenger spoke again. “And, if they aren’t recruiting, they are at least moving through your lands. Supplies, weapons, troops…”

“What we want to do is post troops in your lands, and deal with this group,” the second messenger said.

At that, Valurk started laughing. “Yeah, no. No. You aren’t sending troops to our territory for ANY reason. We will, however, lend you our assisstance. For a price.”

“We’re messengers,” the first said. “We aren’t authorized to negotiate like that.”

Valurk smiled. “I expect you have a way to contact your superiors. I’ll name my terms, you send a message, we wait for a reply.”

The messengers nodded.

“Good. Now, as you can see,” Valurk began, gesuring to the Warmachines and scouts, “we are a group of Dead Olgogs. As such, we don’t need some of the things that you do. However, we have recently taken in a group of Ferals, and they AREN’T dead. What we need, as payment for keeping our lands clear of these ‘Mag Der’al’, is food and water. Every month. Enough for at least 50 Olgogs. And seeds, so we can plant and grow our own food, so as not to have to rely on others for too long.”

Valurk crossed his arms. “Those are our demands. Contact your superiors. I’ll wait.”

If these terms are accepted, Mag Der’al members that are found in a ten-mile radius of the Lab (what we consider ‘our territory’) will be killed and brought back to the Lab for Conversion. Any Mag Der’al that seems to be of some importance, however, will be turned over alive, to the EEF. Any Mag Der’al transports through our lands will be stopped, any supplies we want will be taken, and the rest will be turned over to the EEF. In return for our services, we ask for enough food and water to keep alive 50 Adult Olgogs, plus seeds, so as to grow food of our own. One delivery a month.

If these terms are not accepted, we will still kill and Convert any and all Mag Der’al, we will still stop any and all Mag Der’al transports. However, we WILL NOT turn over anything to the EEF. Also, future dealings with the EEF likely won’t be so ‘diplomatic’…

Our scouts in the area -

30 Dead Olgogs - 15 armed as standard from the Goblin Lands book, 15 armed as described in a previous mission reward. (link below)
5 Dead Warmachines - All armed as standard in the Goblin Lands book, All also equipped with Fiendish Greatsword upgrade.
All 30 scouts are trained in stealth, and, while equipped as described, also wear cloaks to match the color of the desert sands. The Warmachines, while not as stealthy, also wear these cloaks.

(http://dr-forum.whitestarhosting.net/showthread.php?459-Goblin-Lands-Defense-(Turning-point)-Event-9-The-Thomasville-Prayer-Vigil - This is the mission reward for 15 of the scouts.)

#14

Kolgol was keen to lay low after the slaughter of the feral tribals in the previous week. That had drawn far too much attention and he clearly needed to take a more subtle approach to the situation at hand. He sat in his study, massaging his temples, searching for a method that would humanely deal with the terrorists and also pacify the nosy EEF. Unfortunately, words like “Humane” and “Civil” were not often a part of life in Ka’Rhug. Finally, he came to a conclusion. He’d have a dinner party. But not just any dinner party, a very special one indeed. He’d host it in the half complete cathedral atop the mountain’s fiery crest. Fortunately, the floor was one of the few things those lousy workers he’d gotten from Mag Buskt had managed to complete. Built into the very floor were specialized vents which directed the poisonous volcanic gases away from the building and into a conical cloud around the mountain itself, giving it a veiled appearance. Kolgol himself had imbued some of the walls that were in place with purify air, for those guests with less fortitude. Besides that, the other key part of the temple had been complete, the sacrifice mechanism. Currently it was little more than a few thin parts in the floor, but it would do.

The first stage of course, was to deny the EEF any sort of access to the lands surrounding Ka’Rhug. The EEF would receive a politely worded message delivered by Ar’Yahn the messenger stating that while Ka’Rhug valued their information, their help was not needed and that Kolgol preferred to deal with these matters “in house”. Then he would simultaneously invite the terrorists, (or at least their leaders) to aforesaid dinner party. A large table, made of solid obsidian quarried from the mountain would be the centerpiece of the cathedral. The staple foods of Ka’Rhug would be arranged in the center, mainly fruits, vegetables, mal’ie meat, and mak’lal juice. Neatly made basalt chairs would line the table, created by the stone artisans who also carved the infamous balgogs. They would then be invited to sit, eat, talk awhile about a potential alliance, being that humans could not be trusted, etc. Kolgol and his closest generals would be there to lend credence to his apparent desire to ally with them. Once he had gained their trust, he would bring up in conversation where the local camp was, of course so that food and supplies could be delivered to them. Once they say a location, Kolgol will smile, and stand up, declaring a toast to their new alliance. As the terrorists rise, Pluto, who would be hidden in a small recess behind a woven tapestry, would use Change Earth (earth lvl 3) to turn the space beneath the terrorists’ feet to mud, and send them falling down into the volcano.

To sate the hunger of the newly corrupted Balgogs, Eru’Khaz would descend on the terrorist base with a mixed force of balgogs, hellhounds, and legionnaires clad in bone mail and spiked bone mail helms.

#15

Reshed rubbed his brow, taking a large swig from his bottle. He had just received the last message from his pilots, requesting, or telling in some cases, to be allowed a short break from their jobs to pull themselves together after their recent attack on the ferals. Those who had just asked he allowed and the others he would allow as well, seeing as he had made the order in a fit of defensive rage and deeply regretted not giving the ferals even the slightest chance. Of course, it was in the past, as all actions are eventually. He glanced over at the new map on the wall of his office, it was a map of their town. Between all the actions as of late it had grown, more travelers settling down and staying here instead of the more than likely overpriced lodgings in Unen.

He was about to get up to go refill his bottle, when the gate’s man burst in, holding a crisp white paper in his hands. “Captain sir.” He began, catching his breath. “We received this only moments ago, it is from the EEF. Some Earther delivered it then ran off.” He stood at attention and held the paper out to Reshed who took it and sat back down at his desk. Almost forgetting the soldier before him. “You may go now, thank you.” He saluted and spun around, quickly stepping out. Reshed unfolded the paper, reading it quickly. He pulled out a sheet of his own paper, not quite as crisp, or white at any rate, and wrote down his response. He called a messenger into his office and to him to run it to the nearest known place where the EEF reside and give the paper to them. The message read as follows:

'EEF,

Understand that what I am doing is not in any way any great thing. I will allow your soldiers to travel in my lands, but bring no flying or hovering machines while within them. There will be no explosive, leyas use or any sort of fire weapons. You also have no access to our town or any peaceful settlements within the lands we call our own that do are not sided with the terrorists. You will give us a description of what these terrorists may look like, what they may wear and whatnot so we may keep an eye out in Rhug’na’ru proper as well. You will only be allowed to hunt in our lands for these terrorists after you bring the equivalent of one quarter of your supplies and weapons as a sort of payment to our front gate. After which you will be allowed pass through without hassle or any diplomatic repercussions.

These terms are nonnegotiable.

High Captain Reshed, Leader of the Rhug’na’ru"

He laced his fingers, returning his thoughts back to his soldiers hurt by his rash decision against the ferals.

#16

Urog was despondent. His efforts to eliminate the feral problem was too effective, and it weighed heavily upon him. Derlur’s Nomads were too good, and he forgot his own people’s distrust of ferals and other outsiders.

Then there was more bad news. The Earthers were attacked, deep in their homelands. Upon viewing the pictures, Urog’s anger started flaring, his temper starting to get the best of him. He looked at the Earther envoy before him, “This brings me great anger I wish no violence against Earther colonies to the north. Only Earthers wearing an rehsed cross deserve punishment, and even then… times change. Hopefully for the better.”

Urog lost track of his thoughts for a moment before continuing.

“There is a problem: Brez is on the verge of war. My rivals, Ganek Lagg and Blood’og, will attack if they perceive we are helping you openly. It will make things worse and add wood to the fire that exists. It does not take much, I have learned, to kindle hatred among the olgog of Brez. The train station is available, but I advise you do not openly flaunt yourselves. Work with the Eastern Earthers who built the train stations. You can do what you wish within that area of control. However, choose your units wisely. Your tactics the same. Keep them olgog, and make sure they understand our culture. Brez is war waiting to happen. If you cause war here … and against me, then you better be ready and willing to defeat my enemies while you’re at it.” There was now a hint of threat in his voice.

Urog took a deep breath, and continued normally, “If you wish to roam my territory, armed as citizens, you may. Luckily, citizens in Brez are normally armed. I will have spies tracking you, but I will not allow any harm to come to you. I want to know what you know, but also make sure that you’re tribesfolk are not hurt or attacked either. When you find out information in my territory, I ask you send messages with updates or persons of interest. You can send them in writing, for precious few olgog can write, even fewer read. Send them Shirley, Vektor, or myself. Vektor is known to General Mapel and I will introduce Shirley to you before you leave.”

He paused for a second, “Before I continue, I must differentiate the Gang of Uf Mag’og and the Great Northern Army. I am sole leader of my gang. No one can question my authority. The Great Northern Army, is different. It’s an allegiance. We are a council, but very independent. I am the biggest gang or clan of the Army, but their chieftains do not uphold my rule, they respect it. The true leader is the Mightiest Chieftain Gul’al. Her hatred of Earthers, however, is greater than mine, and she will likely not accept your interference.”

“Simonsburg is Earther and and Olgog, ruled by the Great Northern Army. It is different, on purpose, because we wish to show that Brezans and Earthers can actually live and learn with each others. To respect the wishes of the Earthers living there, they are welcome to invite the EEF to protect the city for a short period of time due to threats against Earthers in our lands caused by these attacks. In return, the EEF may help rebuild parts of the city. Also, in return, you may set-up a temporary base outside the four walls of the city for any major war machines you may have and wish to deploy. If you do, two things will happen. First, these machines cannot enter the city unless expressly invited by the both the Earther Mayor and my representative, Gulog. You must also appease Eve, the resident healer. She is a child and has a very strong sense of right and wrong. More importantly, she has the ear of the town. Gulog’s Earther is terrible; her olgog translator is Tla’al. Second, every Rehsed Cross Earther will know it, and I will flaunt it too. You may choose as you see fit.”

His tone then turned vehement, “But know this: I do not want Mag Der’al taking root in Simonsburg. I have fought too hard to keep that dream alive. I will not let a meaningless gang ruin that for me!”

Urog paused, as if something occurred to him. Changing his tone back to normal, “I also warn you, there is a new church there. … The Devotion. A grey fur named Krodnock is worshipped there. You’ll see his statue there. Seems harmless enough, but I know little of his politics or purpose. Since you’re there, I request any information you find out about this faith and it’s true intentions be shared with me. I know not of his hate towards Earthers, but it can’t hurt to find out.”

“Now back to the Army and our vast territory. I wish investigate my chieftains and their tribesmen myself and through the United Tribes of Der’al, who will be running their own investigation. Knowing the Karovians and the Tla’loc’alans, they will swiftly decide to agree with you that the criminals need to be punished. However, the process will be slow. And I’ll need to convince them to agree with my stance against the Mag Der’al. You can approach any of the chieftains yourselves, if you wish. I do not give you blessings, but I will not publicly prohibit either. It’s the best I can do given the circumstances. Since there is a lot movement between Chooru and Simonsburg and other Earther lands west of Simonsburg, you will be given access to roam these lands as you wish. I will let the Great Northern Army Chieftains know and not disturb you. Any actions taken against my olgog and that will be revoked. Bring suspicions to me and I will act accordingly.”

Urog diverted his attention for a moment. “And then there is this,” he furnishes two Black Scale Ganger masks. “Olgogs were wearing them. They attacked my General and other leaders within the United Tribes’ council. I think there were rumors of a camp in Unen. It may not be coincidence that a few weeks after this camp was begun and our generals attacked that mass violence broke against your colonies. I have no further leads than to provide you this evidence. If you wish to keep them for further investigation, I will accept a fair trade. They protect against poisoned der, so they are useful, but if you feel it will help your investigation, then I accept the trade.”

Urog sighed. “Relations between us have been strained in the past. May our cooperation in this bring us closer together. I tire of the death that hatred and mistrust bring.”

Next steps:

  1. In Gang of Uf’Magog territory - declare Mag Der’al unsanctioned. There is too much blood waiting to be spilled in Brez to focus on the Earthers. Any Gang members wasting their time on such efforts and not supporting their fellow gang members and defending the peace we have brought to our part of the city will be punished.
  2. Talk to the chieftains, tell them of the Earther’s offer to help rebuild Simonsburg and prevent further damage to the city in these times. In return, they are granted the ability to go between Earther lands and Simonsburg. Any suspicious Earther activity is to be reported to Simonsburg. Warn them that the Earthers will be asking them for help seperately. Urog will pretend not to care either way. If asked, the GNA will not openly support EEF forces into GNA territory without approval from each chieftain whose territory it is. The only exception is Simonsburg, which the Earthers inhabit. Gang of Uf Mag’og will not allow armed forces into the city, but the EEF is entitled to strike a deal with the VofV around the train station.
  3. Approach/call each chieftain separately, get a sense of their opinion of the Mag Der’al before continuing.
  4. Call a council. Using ongagab cream, he will then try to convince the council of chieftains that the Mag Der’al’s activities do not help the Brezan cause. Urog will target comments based on what he’s heard one on one. His argument: It is one thing to attack the Rehsed Cross Earthers, who are evil and hate the olgog and threaten to attack us always, but the EEF far to the north does nothing against the Brezans. As the Earthers of Simonsburg have taught us, not all of them are ignorant hateful creatures. Earthers and olgog can live together, and we’re proof. Also, killing non-warriors nowhere near our lands is cowardly and weak. Brezans are better than that. Finally, Brez is under threat of all out fighting and having to worry about fighting the Earthers at the same time is a waste of resources. If successful, Urog will encourage them to weed out any influence of the Mag Der’al of the Great Northern Army.
  5. He will not openly betray his chieftains who still support the Mag Der’al. He will tell the Nomads which tribes openly support them and encourage subterfuge. If they are not successful in subterfuge, then Urog will know which clans and gangs to place spies in of his own. Watch and wait is the strategy. (Urog can’t make a hardline decision as to what will happen next without further details of the nature and extent of what happens. Decisions will be made on a case by case basis. Hopefully, the EEF will respect his wishes to lay off).
#17

With Narrator approval exposition in this post will directly respond to some of the previous action posts

Jeremiah grew increasingly annoyed as the response after negative response from the tribes trickled in to High Command. Captain Jeffers stood at parade rest as he conveyed the contents of Rhug’na’ru’s response.
“So what you’re telling me is that for the most part the tribes are flatly rejecting us and several of the others want payment on an indefinite basis to judge by their messages. And I don’t even understand what Reshed means by one quarter of our weapons and gear. Is that for the whole EEF, the teams we’d send to their lands? The teams we’d send to the wastes in general?” Jeremiah stated rubbing his eyes.

“Don’t forget about Olgog the olgogs offer, Sir” General Giffords said laughing as he reviewed that message. “It’s very generous of an insane terrorist to offer to handle the problem for us.” Captain Jeffers shifted uncomfortably. “With respect General this is serious. With so many of the tribes refusing or making demands in exchange for their help finding the Mag Der’al will be nearly impossible. Even the tribes that agreed to help are limiting what they will peacefully allow in their lands. Which is going to make an already difficult job even harder.”

“Some of them don’t even seem to understand that there is a difference between the Church of One and the rest of the Colonies.” Observed General Ma’ple sadly as she reread the report of Dol Kuglok’s reply, “Haven’t we been trading with this tribe for months? Yet now their leader speaks as if the church of one spoke for all the colonies. They demand understanding but refuse to give any in return. It seems to be regrettably common amongst the tribes. “She signed recalling her long negations with Vektor speaking for the tribe of the Uf’Magog.
Jeremiah chuckled at that.

“I had noticed that. They act like we’re one big body when really each Colony runs itself. It’s like herding cats around here. The real irony is that we’re set up pretty much the same way they created their own United Tribes of Refuge. Not that I expect any of them realize it.” He shook his head.

“You know what really gets me thought. We have spent the better part of the last year bending over backwards for these people. They want a hover train line moved, we move it. One of their communities get attacked by a terrorist we catch him and turn him over. Then send recovery aid to them and ask nothing in return and then say nothing as they let him go pretty mush scott free. A giant ancient nightmare attacks another city we send help no questions asked. Demonic incursion in their lands? We banish it. They create a new government? We recognize it with no conditions. A train full of Colonial citizens gets hijacked. We stand back and trust them to handle it. We spend months making sure the other colonies don’t get duped into backing Duneshpere in attacking them. We help set up trade for them with colonial merchants. Hell a few weeks ago Tal’lo’cal almost broke the Iron Republic treaty by flying their rock spaceship into orbit. Did they even bother to apologize? Nope.” He signed. “So after all that we go to ask them for help, you know just for a change and this is how they answer.”

“Bunch of ingrates if you ask me. I’m sick of this endless Green Privilege.” Grumbled General Giffords, ”You let me and my boys off the chain Field Marshal and we’ll change their tune. I promise you that.”

“Easy General, our current frustrations aside I’m not ready to do that and I doubt the Colony General would authorize a full scale invasion anyway. Besides attacking them would only create more terrorists.”
“Than what is our plan, Sir?” Asked General Ma’ple, “We can not just ignore this situation.”
“No we can’t so here is what we’re going to do. First, Captain Jeffers send a message to the tribes that offered assistance without asking for payment and dispatch investigation teams of non earthers to the tribes and earthers to the former church settlements with our thanks to their lands to start looking for clues. As for the rest of them we’re done. I want the boarder sealed all trade and travel will be suspended until the United Tribes of Refuge can send a representative to speak for them and negotiate new terms for trade and travel and dealing with any future terrorist attacks."

#18

A female Brezan by the name of Shugz meets with the EEF envoys outside of Simonsburg. She’s not as beefy as other Brezans, but she’s no Karovian. “Hi, I’m Shugz, and I be talking for the Clan of the Heavy Falling Rock, Great Northern Army. No need to show me any pics or none of that, the Goblin King Urog said all he needed to say. Like he said, violence against the Earthers up north is cowardly. Fightin’ is for battle. These attacks are cowardly and UnBrezan. Too bad Brez is on verge of war. Say too much, heh. So we’re nomads, and we don’ really have much of a place of our own. In fact, we have no native lands. Got nothin’ to offer ya ‘bout asking questions or anythin’. But our fellow Army gogs give us shelter, which is all we be needin’. But bein’ a nomad accepted by your peers helps. We’ll be helpin’ ya find out what we can.”

Suddenly Shugz looks around in her tent, and leans in real close, changing from speaking in olgog to Earther. She whispers, “But we’ll be helpin’ ya more than Urog can. We’re willin’ to infiltrate where you can’t, and unlike Urog, we got no politics. I got 4 spies that will be infiltratin’ other Great Northern Army clans, to see if they’re secretly harborin’ Mag Der’al. Gimme a comm crystal, and we’ll report to you. That way, if you have enough evidence, you can throw it at Urog to take action. You got Simonsburg easy, and as long as you send in good spies through Brez, you can be ok wit your investigationz. Plus, I got 2 folk that can help you infiltrate the rest of Brez… you know, Blood’og and Ganek Lagg. You may not be able to use standard troops, but you may be able to use spies to get what you’re lookin’ for. I know it ain’t much, but it’s what I can do.”

Shugz then sighed. “Look, I know it ain’t much, and we’re a really small clan that just recently joined the Great Northern Army. And I know I ain’t got the right to make any demands, but I do have a favor to ask. We’re doin’ this because we believe, like the Goblin King Urog, that in order for the hate to end we gotta work together more. That said, we do be asking for a favor. There’s a relic of our clan. The ferals stole it. It be lookin’ like a dead body, but no blood. Covered up, prolly… no features to speak of. Nuthin’ but bandages. Prolly has no arms and no legs too. It’s likely artificed with something, either healing or air. Maynot be alive, or have no heat, but the Leyas should be easy enough to find. If you find it, or these ferals, would you be able to retreive it for us? We can offer you trade. We have friends that arr Earthers, so we have ghaz to trade. Ferals need food, so we’ll just pay for any food you trade with them. Again, it’s not payment for our services… but it’s a favor we have to ask an’ all we got to offer in return is to do this fer ya. Especially since you may be goin’ by 'em anyway.”

Shugz sighed. This was a mess, but as they say about birds and stones… She’d give them the last known information about the ferals, just in case.

In the meantime, two of their nomads would focus their efforts in Brez, taking along any EEF “spies” that wanted to come with. If the EEF want to infiltrate, the purpose will be to get those spies firmly planted, and then extract themselves. Otherwise, it’s about hearing rumors and seeing how to manipulate them into weeding out who is and is not against the Earthers. If either of the nomads find information, they’ll first give it to Urog, then give it to the Earthers. The other 4 would first come as emissaries of the Heavy Falling Rock Clan, to spend a night, share some food, make some talk, and then go on their way. If not enough information was found, change tactics/disguise, and come as a new recruit. Embed themselves, and try to get to the bottom of things. The first targets would be the clans that Urog found most suspicious, then would be the ones that the nomads themselves found most suspicious during the council meeting that Urog had. Hopefully, these would not be many. If needed, or if their suspicions were aroused enough, they’d liaise with EEF and help embed any spies to that specific clan.

Direct information they gathered would be relayed to Urog. They would not tell Urog about the spies they’re embedding among their clans that they found suspicious activity in. Thankfully, they kept track, so if things got ugly, they can rat out the spies and look like heroes (under different disguises). Hopefully, these actions moved the EEF enough to fulfill their request. If not, at the very least help them track the ferals so the Falling Rock Clan members can make the retrieval themselves.

#19

Urik looked up from the photos the VLAD agent had dropped on his desk. They taken from all over the Colonies. Wounded people, severed limbs, a sinking ship.
"Nasty stuff, " he said. The agent nodded.
“It was. Which is why we would like your help in finding those responsible.” The kum’fe said, she hadn’t given a name or said she was a VLAD agent but Urik recognized the type in her.
Urik nodded.
"Terrorists don’t do anyone any good and these guys don’t even seem to care who they’re blowing up. Yeah we’ll help. You can have access to the area we control and I’ll send along some of my boys who speak Earther to act as translators. And I recommend you let them take the lead as much as possible. They’ll ruffle fewer feathers. Graf, get them moving the sooner we sort this the better. " The agent nodded and left the bunker speaking quietly with Graf as he organized the search party.
Rum-blood and Dreg walked into his office.
“So we’re just to welcome them with open arms are we?” Asked Rum-blood with a hint of disgust in his voice.
"What you’re to do is be civil, help them and get them on their way. "
“I don’t know Boss I hear a lot of the other tribes aren’t helping them they might not like that we are.” Chimed in Dreg.
“That’s because they don’t know what they’re dealing with. They think because we beat the church of one settlers down here they can take on the EEF if they have to. They are wrong. We start a war with the Colonies or give them reason to start one with us and we will lose. The sooner they find these Mag der’al and leave the better. Besides look at these pictures. This group clearly doesn’t care who they hurt or kill. They find a safe harbour down here and it’s only a matter of time until they start attacking tribes who aren’t gog enough for them.”

The Outcasts will split into teams of two at least one person on each team will know how to speak Earther. They will partner with the EEF/VLAD investigators. They will assist in translating and making sure they don’t break local etiquette and try to keep everyone civil. They will be armed as standard and will defend themselves and the investigation teams of attacked.
Rum-blood will be sent alone to check in with pirates he may know to see if any of them have heard anything. Any information will be handed over to the EEF

#20

The EEF messenger found himself surrounded on all sides by church of one paladins in ruined armor. “Your message?” One demanded.

The messenger swallowed handing out the folder with pictures of the destruction. The paladin that took them from him passed them into the shadows. A moment later a small olgog stepped out. He looked through the pictures. “My my, my. My live brothers have been busy. Casualties look high.”

The messenger had intended to meet a feral tribe in the area. Instead he was ambushed by war mongers dead.

Dead Captain Castiel shook his head wearily. “And you needed?”

The messenger swallowed again, “We want access to hunt for the terrorists.” The young officer stammered.

Dead Captain Castiel nodded, “Consider it granted. The EEF is free to use any means it wishes to prosecute these terrorists, though I warn you the feral tribes in the area have become quite hostile, better to show up heavily armed in large numbers than play in the shadows with a light force. May I suggest the village of Tla’gla, my scouts reported a number of olgogs recently came there. My scouts reported some wielding earther weapons, and at least one with clothing more fit for the colonies.”

The messenger was released with no harm.

The EEF would be allowed freedom of movement and operations. Dead Captain Castiel would even withdraw the majority of his scouts so neither side gets itchy trigger fingers.

The Dead Captain would declare the organization a terrorist group demanding all olgogs that agree with the Warmongers dead do the same. They would allow the EEF anywhere in their lands unhindered besides into their secret base.

Instead of trying to track down the insurgents the Dead captain would plant what ever evidence he could in and around the village of Tla’Gla to indicate they harbored the terrorists.