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Skyreach RMB

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Founder: The Kingdom of Middle Predor

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Most Nations: 1,026th Largest Black Market: 2,368th
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Welcome to 𝐒 𝐊 𝐘 𝐑 𝐄 𝐀 𝐂 𝐇!
ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ꜱᴇɪᴢᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴋʏ!


A roleplay region set in an age of flying ships that use a powerful element known as Arium to stay aloft, Skyreach combines industrialism with flying battleships and new horizons to weave a story of dramatic air battles, intriguing politics, and constant adventure in a pre-WW1 quasi-Europe.


  • RP Date: 1st/3 October, 1890, High Autumn

  • Weather Today: Foggy
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    Rules of RP

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    Welcome to Skyreach!

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Skyreach contains 17 nations, the 1,026th most in the world.

Today's World Census Report

The Most Developed in Skyreach

The World Census compiles a "Human Development Index" by measuring citizens' average life expectancy, education, and income.

As a region, Skyreach is ranked 5,486th in the world for Most Developed.

NationWA CategoryMotto
1.The Anercian Republic of JesrurizInoffensive Centrist Democracy Fascists“United in Liberty and Comradery”
2.The Empire of Skittles landsLiberal Democratic Socialists Open-Minded Education State“Be skittle know skittles”
3.The United Socialist States of LaiakiaCorrupt Dictatorship Well-Meaning Dictatorship“Workers of the World, Unite!”
4.The Kingdom of Middle PredorIron Fist Consumerists Imperialist Pig Dog Oppressors“All good comes from above”
5.The Greater Gaelicianic Empire of Maiorem Regnum FrancorumCompulsory Consumerist State Consumerist Wage Drones“Liberté, Égalité, Fraternité.”
6.The People's Republic of KromkarieCorporate Police State Halliburton“Glory to the ones who look forward”
7.The Confederated States of Southron ColumbiaCorporate Bordello Blood-Sucking Capitalist Leeches“Columbian by birth, Southron by the grace of God!”
8.The Grand Duchy of Rico OloriaCapitalist Paradise Corporate Slave State“By the grace of gold”
9.The Fjôric Kingdom of NorvathMoralistic Democracy Narrow-Minded Backwoodsy Bigots“The winter knows no mercy for the weak and feeble.”
10.The Federal Republic of BlaicheIron Fist Consumerists Imperialist Pig Dog Oppressors“The Crown of the Everyman”
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Skyreach Regional Message Board

Kromkarie wrote:A New Regime for a New Dawn

With a new era on the horizon, a clear path of victory for the Revolution and march towards the end of the monarchy. The UWR has announced it to be the legitimate Government of Kromkarie instating the new name of The People's Republic of Kromkarie. With this new legitimacy claim, the People's Republic of Kromkarie as begun the operation of forming a Governmental System to secure control of the Revolution and lead an organised end to the Civil war. This new Worker state shall reign till the end of time, being beacon of hope and freedom for the common men and women of Skyreach.

"Today is the day of a new order, an order under the control of its people, an order that bends to the demands of its people instead of its people bending to it. Today we proclaim our freedom from the tyrannical shackles of Monarchies and Private industry. We let go of such beliefs of race and class, we throw away the bindings of hate and greed and enter a new age of prosperity, one that will shine across all borders raising hope in areas with none. As long as we stand as the home of the revolution, people whether they be from the west or east will look to us for guidance in their time for revolution. For we are the spark in a dark world. Let us join for celebration of this new beginning. An age of Revolution! Glory to the ones who look forward!" Vincent Hick declared to the masses of Kromkarie from his stage.

Life in Anercia

With their timely escape via battleship, Archer Johnson and his retinue of refugees and soldiers were given amnesty and refuge in Anercia. They were given homes in the western portion of Valesord, renovated townhouses on Dawing Street as complementary housing. Archer and some of the officers were also given a government stipend and his soldiers standard unemployment benefits as they were made legal citizens of Anercia. Ashton made visits to Archer’s new home, spending time with him for coffee or tea to discuss matters of state. “So, Archer, what will you do now i wonder?” Ashton said, sipping his coffee.

Jesruriz wrote: Life in Anercia

With their timely escape via battleship, Archer Johnson and his retinue of refugees and soldiers were given amnesty and refuge in Anercia. They were given homes in the western portion of Valesord, renovated townhouses on Dawing Street as complementary housing. Archer and some of the officers were also given a government stipend and his soldiers standard unemployment benefits as they were made legal citizens of Anercia. Ashton made visits to Archer’s new home, spending time with him for coffee or tea to discuss matters of state. “So, Archer, what will you do now i wonder?” Ashton said, sipping his coffee.

Archer stared at the coffee in disgust while in deep though unsure of what to do. This was beyond how he was trained. That short session of being lectured about basic deal making could only get him so far. "I'm screwed, I need more time. Maybe Arnercia has some books on politics, but if only I could read Arnercian." he thought to himself. Archer looked at Ashton and said, "I will need time to consolidate myself before reengaging in political matter. I lack any funding. However I will need to establish a political presence with me and my fellow Com... officials representing the last of the Kromkarie Republic. We would like to seek help from the Internationale in setting up a Government in Exile."

Again thinking to himself, "I need to establish a presence in a system I know nothing about, I must convene with the rest of my party before taking any further action."

Middle Predor wrote:Albin grinned. "Isn't it always?"
He followed Harlan inside, the rest of the little party trailing along with him. Shortly before he entered the door, he turned and pointed at Duke Tritten, who was looking distinctly excited. "You stay with the rest of us. No slipping off to explore."
Distinctly deflated, Tritten followed the rest of the delegates inside.

Assembled in the centre of the room was a sort-of war map. It showed the entirety of the continents of skyreach, painted in vivid colours. "I've heard little detail of the trouble that occurred in Kromkarie. I was briefly informed by a scout of something called... The Internationale?"

Kromkarie wrote:Archer stared at the coffee in disgust while in deep though unsure of what to do. This was beyond how he was trained. That short session of being lectured about basic deal making could only get him so far. "I'm screwed, I need more time. Maybe Arnercia has some books on politics, but if only I could read Arnercian." he thought to himself. Archer looked at Ashton and said, "I will need time to consolidate myself before reengaging in political matter. I lack any funding. However I will need to establish a political presence with me and my fellow Com... officials representing the last of the Kromkarie Republic. We would like to seek help from the Internationale in setting up a Government in Exile."

Again thinking to himself, "I need to establish a presence in a system I know nothing about, I must convene with the rest of my party before taking any further action."

"Standard Valish is quite easy to understand Archer, but as for your career in politics? I'm unsure of your future there, i recommend studying some legal texts like the constitution or our newly made charter for the Internationale." He said. "Perhaps you'd like to be a politician, no shortage of them here."

Norvath wrote:Assembled in the centre of the room was a sort-of war map. It showed the entirety of the continents of skyreach, painted in vivid colours. "I've heard little detail of the trouble that occurred in Kromkarie. I was briefly informed by a scout of something called... The Internationale?"

Albin shrugged. "I don't know much about them. Seems they are an alliance of western powers."

Duke Tritten spoke up. "They're an alliance of a number of nations, both East and West, with the goal of apparently ending 'the unfair rule of the elite' as they call it. Meaning, of course, that they oppose us and our way of life. Any monarchy will probably be under threat by this alliance."

He shrugged.
"As for the trouble in Kromkarie, it's no less than full-scale civil war. There is-or was- four different factions in play, and the Internationale is supporting the sides that seem most opposed to monarchism. Judging from what I've heard, it's most likely the worker's faction that will win this one, but it's slim."

Onwards the Machine Rolls
As part of its military buildup, Middle Predor begins manufacturing large numbers of artillery, particularly the heavier guns, to support their infantry.

To Victory!

The fall of the Kromkarie Republic. The People's Republic of Kromkarie has successfully dismantled a system of corruption, a system that leads to the self election of elitists to control the common man. May the end of this system and its surrender of Officials and Generals see to a new day. The fight didn't last long for only a few weeks the last of the Republic held out for till surrendering from lack of supplies. The [REDACTED] signed a surrender recognising the People's Republic of Kromkarie as their new government as well as having soldiers swear allegiance to the People's Army or be executed for crimes against the Kromkariean people.

After another months of war the People's Republic of Kromkarie have laid siege to the capital demanding the surrender of the remaining Monarchs and Government. After weeks of sieging the last forces of the old Kromkarie the capital eventually fell when an uprising occured that managed to break through the severally weakened KMIA divisions and took the Monarchs as hostage after a bloody battle with the Royal Guards demanding they gave into the People's Republic demands. The same as the Republic, Queen Esme Hawkins was forced to sign a surrender recognising the People's Republic of Kromkarie as their new government, as well as having all the royals stripped their titles and imprisoned till further can occur. The remaining KMIA were executed for crimes against the people of Kromkarie, and the remaining forces either swore allegiance to the People's Army or be executed for crimes against the Kromkariean people.

With the People's Republic in full control of the nations industry, they now march north against the Legion. An end to the civil war is near.

Factory Strikes Hit the Nation!

Lenshaven Times

Currently Anercia is undergoing a series of mass strikes and walkouts no doubt organized by the Trade Unions Association, a united council representing most of the country’s manufacturing and trade unions. Last week, after the death of factory workers in Tarvost and union organizers, their pleas for action to the government went unnoticed, sparking this wave of strikes. There are some reports that the ADP has organized them but those are unsubstantiated rumors as of now. However Rastal Gorvich has been reported to be seen in those strikes, handing out food and water to the strikers. Recent reports from the Ministry of Finance, nearly 65% of Anercian manufacturing has gone down, and the minister has refused to comment on the situation and tells the people to calmly wait for the President’s decision.

The UAP, mainly the conservative wing, condemned these protests as “Unanercian, and Vincentist.” Winster Magnus has even called for the president to declare a national emergency. Hans Ricter of the Liberal Wing instead called for reconciliation with the trade unions and has made pleas to the organizers to stop protesting. On the ground, there has been light fighting between police and strikers in most cities. However, The Internal Bureau of National Security Divisions were deployed only last night as intense street to street fighting engulfed the streets of Tarvost and Irongate. The nation’s most productive manufacturing cities with the strongest union presence. The Minister of the Interior claimed that, “The situation is under control, a few rioters and arsonists can’t best the nation’s finest.”

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Attack of The Phantom

The waters of the sea, alongside the fog, were cut as a combination of steam-driven and metal ships plowed through the thick soup. The ships flew the flag of the well-known Grey Empire, which had previously ruled over much of Skyreach. On the bridge of the lead vessel, a stoic man dressed in the common robes of a Grey Empire captain stood, gleaming into the fog with a suspicious look. His thoughts were interrupted as the firstmate stepped into the bridge.

"Sire, the crow's nest can't see anything. Our spyglasses see only more fog, and or cartographer can't pinpoint our exact location, though we presume we've somehow ended up in or near the eastern corner of Skyreach."

The captain nodded grimly as he turned his attention back to the grey mist that consumed the enviroment. The firstmate spoke again.

"Most of the crew, meaning i as well, suggest we be wary. With us floating around in this fog, the convoy'd be an all too easy target for pirates."

The captain glanced over at the firstmate with a disregarding look. "Pirates, is that so? Have no fear, mister Gunn, the convoy's sailors may be afraid, but we have been tasked with protecting them, and we are heavily armed. I severly doubt that there would be any pirates stupid enough to attempt to sieze us. Nonetheless, the only pirate haven that we could possibly near would be the rats and villans of the Broken Coast. Damned may they forever be."

As the captain finished, he and the firstmate moved onto the deck of the ship, feeling the spray of seawater and wind in their faces. "That may be true sir, but it's a sign of bad luck, sitting in this fog."

Just as the captain was about to retort, a distant boom could be heard. "Huh, what's that sound?"

As if on que, a huge splash of water came from the bow of the ship, covering both the firstmate and the captain in the salty water. The captain now realized what danger they were in and began shouting while running back to the bridge. "Cannon fire! Return fire!"

Several other booms occured, this time much louder. The crew of the guarding warship roused themselves as several shells flew right over them. Alarm bells were rang as the entire convoy seemed to spring to life. Shouting could be heard as the merchant warship returned fire in the general direction of the shells. BOOM. Another shell came flying towards the warship, and the captain grabbed hold of the wheel. "BRACE!"

Seconds later, the shell impacted the bow of the ship, causing a tremendous explosion that rocked the ship heavily. Grunting, the captain looked to the starboard side of the ship, and saw his entire life flash infront of him. Moments later, the bridge blew up as the warship started sinking, forcing the convoy to split in all directions.

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"COME ON, YOU AFTSAILED MONKEYS! SEND 'EM TO THE DEPTHS!" Cheers echoed from the pirate crew as Pirate Lord Hilther Barbarossa barked orders at them.

BOOM. The bow cannon of the Broken Coast ship fired again, hitting a merchant steam-vessel and causing it to explode. The ship turned to starboard, letting their side run alongside the convoy that now desperatly tried to turn tail and flee. Barbarossa roared again. "Target the water-line! Incapacitate and board, we only need one today, lads. Fire!"

As the words left his lips, the turrets of the battleship unleashed a deadly broadside, impacting many of the Grey Empire ships and causing a chain reaction of explosions due to the boats being too close to eachother. Smoke rose up into the skies as fires erupted, sailors abandoned their posts and lept into the freezing waters. Taking out his spyglass, Barbarossa used it to examine the sinking ships, and saw one straggler, dipping dangerously low in the water, attempting to pull out.

"There's a survivor there, you blidgerats. Pull alongside and prepare to board!" His orders were met with a row of "aye aye". As the ships were board-to-board, Barbarossa stepped out of the bridge and walked down onto the deck alongside the boarding crew.

"Khoeler and Twig, to the cargo-hold and their armory. The rest of you despicable mongrels, kill 'em all!"

As orders were given, hooks were thrown to the other ships, attaching themselves to railings and other object capable of supporting them. Roars and taunts were shouted by the buccaneer crew, while the merchants came onto their deck with spears and guns, attempting to put up a brave face. The signature bonk metal hitting eachother sounded, and the pirates lept upon the merchant deck. Clings of swords hitting eachother filled the air as shouts and screams echoed into the vast ocean.

The Pirate Lord watched with satisfaction as the merchant were slowly cut down and as his crew spread everywhere on the ship. Once the last defender had fallen or surrendered, Barbarossa stepped aboard, walking ontop of the dead bodies and showing no respect. He eventually came upon the cargo-hold. Inside stood crates, barrels and chests. The crewmate Twig had already opened up a few barrels, revealing exotic goods such as sugar, spice and other items. Though the thing that seemed to interest Barbarossa most was a stone chest, tied down with chains. Infront of it lay the captain of the merchant vessel, he seemingly died attempting to protect the chest. Stepping over the body, the Pirate Lord undid the chains as more of his crewmembers arrived in the hold and began moving the cargo over to their ships.

At last, the last chain went undid itself, and Barabarossa shoved the stone lid off. Inside the chest was hundreds of what looked like gold medallions stacked up to the top. The Pirate Lord took up one and examined it. In the middle, a skull was engraved, while the surroundings were inscripted with tiny letters that the buccaneer couldn't quite read. Clutching it in his hand, he pushed the lid back on and motioned for some crew.

"Take this chest to me quarters. I wish to inspect them more thorougly." His request was met with nods as the crew carried out the heavy stone chest and the rest of the cargo. Once the rest of the crew had returned to their own ship, Barbarossa took forth his pistol and layed his pistol's ignition hammer next to a trail of gunpowder and pulled the trigger, causing the powder to ignite and burn the trail.

The pirates quickly pulled away, and as they disappeared back into the fog of whence the came, the merchant vessel blew up, sending a giant plume of smoke into the air as the wreck started sinking amongst the rest of the convoy.

Middle Predor wrote:Albin shrugged. "I don't know much about them. Seems they are an alliance of western powers."

Duke Tritten spoke up. "They're an alliance of a number of nations, both East and West, with the goal of apparently ending 'the unfair rule of the elite' as they call it. Meaning, of course, that they oppose us and our way of life. Any monarchy will probably be under threat by this alliance."

He shrugged.
"As for the trouble in Kromkarie, it's no less than full-scale civil war. There is-or was- four different factions in play, and the Internationale is supporting the sides that seem most opposed to monarchism. Judging from what I've heard, it's most likely the worker's faction that will win this one, but it's slim."

Harlan listened in silence while they spoke. He wasn't a man of many words, unlike his cousin Fenris, but he was definitely not lacking for brains.
The concept of a civil war in the south did not worry him too much, Norvath was isolated in the north after all. But the northern kingdom did have some dealings in the south now, and he was hesitant to abandon his interests there.

"I have no issue with the workers wanting to overthrow their unfit overlords. But my country is not ruled by tyranny." Harlan responded curtly.

"The people of Norvath are loyal to our house," Fenris added, "They wont take kindly to the slander of the family that they fought under against the Grey Empire."

Meanwhile Magnus seemed to be in a world of his own, leaning against a wall and daydreaming.

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