Return of the Rotntrolls

Wolfsea

Wolfsea

TNPer
TNP Nation
Dakana
Discord
Seph Wolfe
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Within the great cave that made up their throne room the Rotntroll leaders had been discussing the dire situation of the world, they had lived in secret for a long time, fearing the wrath of the Wolf people to the south. They still recalled the rage of their sorcerer, recounted in the legend of how they came to Trollers Ghylle but with all the evil in the world, people like Vega and the National Sonacists, they al feared those who could come to take their little piece of paradise. The strange thing was they now feared these people over even their ancient "monsters" from the south and thus they had been debating for days on what to do. Eventually Roger Wozere, the King of the Rotntrolls stood, only a young lad but popular enough to be elected King, and decided it was time to make a choice, sending an edict via a poorly secured e-mail, unaware that any nation with a half-decent intelligence service would detect it.

Mighty Khan of the Wolf Men

HELP! Please! The Rotntrolls have long been afraid of you and your people but theres even worse people out there and you guys love fighting them, we beg of you, please protect us! Trollers Ghylle is in desperate need!

yours,
Roger Wozere, King of the Rotntrolls

P.S. Sorry about your Ski resort.
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They waited anxiously, hoping to receive a reply soon.
 
At Ardal Tri (Kalti), Sefyliad agents were monitoring their satellite communication network when one of the agents got a ping. Upon further examination, the agent discovered it was an encrypted email sent to the leaders of Wolfsea, albeit with a very poor encryption. After breaking through the encryption the agent quickly scanned the email, however he was not familiar with the sender who referred to himself as Roger Wozere and the people he called the Rotntrolls. Sensing that there may be more to the email than meets the eye, the agent marked it as Tosaíocht Buí which sent it up to his superiors for review.
 
It was late, Sebt moaned softly as a loud buzz filled the room, immediately followed by an elbow in his ribcage "Mrrrrr Seb, tell that damn AI to shut up...." Andrea growled, clearly displeased with her husband's new toy. Sebt glared at the clock before noticing SIONNE standing by the bed "It's 4am Sionne..." "Yes sir, this message just arrived. " she spoke in a cold tone as her hologram flickered and displayed the message from Trollers Ghylle "Marwolaeth's wings, Rotntrolls?!" He exclaimed in disbelief, reading through the message. "Sionne, first thing tomorrow... 7 AM! We are going to have a talk... then inform Goltah and the Boyarin off the message. " he sighed before lying back again "Yes sir." Sionne replied, vanishing as Andrea draped her arm across Sebt's chest as he swiftly returned to sleep, unaware he would have to deal with more than just the Rotntrolls.
 
It was around the same time that the Kaltians saw the message that the Coordinated Intelligence Taskforce, Syrixia's intelligence agency, picked up the same peculiar message to the leaders of Wolfsea. "Yahaan ek bahut hee sandigdh eemel nahin hai." (We have located a suspicious eMail.) said an agent to his supervisor nearby. "Ye kisaka hai?" (Who is it from?) the supervisor replied. The agent looked at the email closer, examining the location from where it was sent, as well as its content. "Eemel wulfi, saahab ke uttaree bhaagon se bheja gaya tha. yah khud ko rotaan ke bula logon se prateet hota hai, aur yah wulfi kee sarakaar ko bheja gaya tha. yah ek gathabandhan hai, saahab ko kisee tarah ka anurodh karata hai." (The eMail was sent from the northern parts of Wolfsea, sir. It appears to be from a people calling themselves the Rotntrolls, and is addressed to the Wolvesh government. They are requesting some form of an alliance.) After a brief look from the supervisor, it was agreed that this would be brought before the Foreign Ministry for further inspection. The eMail was dubbed PB, or Prakaran Bee, which translated as Case B, the second highest level of case importance, and sent to the Foreign Ministry along with a case study filed by the CIT.

OOC EDIT: I'm back, baby!
 
At 7 Sebt quickly got up, with Sionne's projector firing up a split-second beforehand "Sir, you wished to talk with me?" "Yes, first of all if I get a message that isn't absolutely vital I deal with it immediately you do not wake anybody up, is that clear?" Prompting the hologram to nod as she saved this preference"Secondly... Inform the Boyarin I wish to bring this to the floor immediately and I wish to enter the Grand Khural." "Of course Sir, is there anything else?" Sionne asked, her head tilted slightly, a physical tic intended to bridge the uncanny valley. Sebt nodded "Yes, is it too much to hope the e-mail was secure?" Prompting Sionne to list the number of nations likely to have read the message. Sebt hroaned, he had hoped to resolve this matter discretely, the Rotntrolls weren't exactly the most advanced people and certainly would not be aware of just how many now knew of their existence "Ugh, prepare a message to be sent immediately, we confirm the receipt of a message from Trollers Ghylle and are currently debating on our course of action... Give them the usual flannel, tell them we'll probably have a decision soon and I expect to hear back with any objections duly noted..." He yawned as he went to gather his training kit for his morning exercise. Sionne accepted her task and wrote the necessary message, dispatching them. The message was somewhat blunt, borderline brusque, but it would suffice in her opinion.
 
Later that day, business was normal at Ardal Tri. The Tosaíocht Buí marked email had made its way to Ceannasaí Comyn's office who upon reading the email decided to bring it to the attention of the Kaltian Sefyliad Riarthóir, Torin. Ceannasaí Comyn got up from his desk and headed over to Riarthóir Torin's office where he knocked on the door. Comyn could hear paper's being shuffled and then a curt reply to enter. Seated at his desk, Torin looked up as Comyn entered, "ah Ceannasaí Comyn, what can I do for you today?" Nodding at the Riarthóir, Comyn replied, "good afternoon sir, I'm sorry to bother you with this information as it may turn out to be nothing but one of our Gníomhairí intercepted an email from the Wolfsea region discussing a group of people who call themselves the Rotntrolls and whose king is apparently called Roger Wozere." The Riarthóir looked skeptical, "who are these Rotntrolls? Why have we never heard of them before? And for that matter, what exactly are these people so afraid of?” Shaking his head, Comyn said, “sir, I honestly have no idea.” Sighing, Torin turned back to his computer and re-read the email before replying, “you may return to your duties. I will take this up with Sefyliad Administrador Fernanda of Callaici and Sefyliad Gweinyddwr Daniyel of Andalucia and we will discuss all options available. Should the need arise to inform the national leaders of The Union, we shall do so. You are dismissed Ceannasaí.” After being dismissed, Ceannasaí Comyn got up and headed back to his own office. As soon as he was back, other matters of international security took precedence and the matter of the email was soon at the back of his mind.”

(OOC Edit: Just to clarify the titles held at Ardal Tri... Gníomhairí = Agent; Ceannasaí = Commander; Riarthóir / Administrador / Gweinyddwr = Administrator.)
 
A report was placed on the desk of Duke Alphius Skywing, Minister of Foreign Affairs. It detailed an intercepted message to the Khan of Wolfsea. Alphius read through it, catalogued its contents, then forwarded it to his contacts closer to Wolfsea. Overall, he thought it of little importance to the Crown, certainly no threat to Esplandian security, and only of importance to the Khan. He filed the message away, then moved on to other business.
 
It didn't take Sionne long to write up the e-mail and to dispatch it to the leaders of the region's nations, especially Syrixia, the Kaltian Federation, Plembobria and Esplandia, sadly her tactfulness was somewhat lacking.

"You are doubtless aware of the receipt of a message from Trollers Ghylle to the Khan. Regrettably this security breach is a direct result of the Rotntroll's lack of advanced technology. They are, frankly, a primitive people who have, until this message was received, has refused contact with the outside world. The Khan appreciates you may have concerns regarding this and is more than willing to listen to any of you concerns, no matter how Irrelevant."

quickly signing the e-mail as the Strategic Intelligence Operation Network Navigation Entity, Sionne despatched the messages and awaited replies.
 
After dismissing Ceannasaí Comyn, Riarthóir Torin of Kalti called for a meeting with the other Sefydliad heads, Administrador Fernanda of Callaici and Gweinyddwr Daniyel of Andalucia. They met in one of the smaller conference rooms with a view out over the bay. After much back and forth debate on how the email should be handled it was finally decided by all three that it would be in the best interest of the states to be notified so each set out in getting in touch with their respective national leaders. Solveig Nightsong of Kalti, Agusti Vatanius of Callaici and Seran of Andalucia were all notified and brought up to speed on what was known. Unaware to all three was the fact that the Wolvish people had already sent a notice to Cónaidhm na Kalti government. Regardless of that quirk all three leaders were soon informed of the email and of the situation and had prepared a joint statement to the Khan of Wolfsea.



To the Khan of Wolfsea,

We have been notified by Réimse Trí | Àrea de Tres | Ardal Tri (Area Three) of the intercepted email pertaining to the group of people known as the Rotntrolls. As not much is known to us, we are taking a passive stance and waiting to see how the situation unfolds. As such, it would benefit not only us but other nations as well if you could clarify exactly who the Rotntrolls are and what Trollers Ghylle is in desperate need of. Furthermore, should your government or that of the Rotntrolls require any assistance, do not hesitate to ask as we are more willing to help as long as it in our capacity to do so.



All the best,
Solveig Nightsong
Uachtarán Chónaidhm
Kalti

Agusti Vatanius
President de la Saviesa
Callaici

Seran
Barnwr o Aer
Andalucia
 
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