"Good morning Doctor ??????, the results on your latest experiment are in and the numbers seem quiet pleasing." A hooded figure stood in a cerment chamber located deep underground. Before him was a large machine of unknown origin and even lesser known use. The feminine voice that had greeted the concealed individual rang out once more from the contraption, "Processing the data now, and here are the figures doctor." The cloaked doctor began punching away at panels located on the surface of the machine and in seconds a display lit up with a list of information. "So the probing of the yagudo was a success I see. With this information we can finally execute the operation, inform the others of this and report back with any other occurrences at the other stations." "Right away Doctor ??????." The mysterious man then strolled away from the machine that was currently undergoing some form of procedure. A cerment door slid open and the hooded man strolled through with the door closing back behind him, vacuum tight.
"Journal entry 23: The San d'Orian Knights are approaching La Theine Plateau as we speak. The Bastok leaders have chosen to set our position upon the straight of the plains with our backs to Valkurm Dunes so to prevent any ambush by any Elvaan stationed at San d'Orian outpost. I still am skeptical about this whole thing. We were informed little of what our reason was for mounting a preemptive strike on San d'Oria and I am worried that if the Elvaan Knights do not step done from this conflict that it could result in very much bloodshed and possibly even war for the two nations. All that we have been told is that San d'Oria had stationed undercover operatives inside the Republic in hopes of getting close to the President and learning about classified info. Though they've established that Elvaan of San d'Orian background were currently in Bastok's upper administration the confirmation of spies has not as of now been proven. Oddly enough an order was given by the defense department to mobilize a military force large enough to push back an attack by the San d'Orian Knights and to make our stand at our current location. This puzzles me as the leaders of Bastok don't usually jump to such decisive decisions without looking into matters more. I only hope that this is the right course of action and won't effect the rest of Vana'diel." The young hume Black Mage had just finished recording his daily journal entry and put his materials away so could go and join his friends for the briefing. Bastok had request volunteers to come forward for the march to San d'Oria so that they could keep their more experienced veterans of war in Bastok in case of attack or if reinforcements were needed. Many men from Bastok and also other nations came forward to assist with the makeshift army. Among them were many adventurers looking for a thrill or battle experience to further there skills and one of the soldiers was a Black Mage named Sayl.
"Alright troops, the San d'Orain force is on the move and will be here within the next 2 hours, our plan is to approach with the bulk of our army to meet them head on. If the Knights turn aggressive and this breaks out into a fight we will have our soldiers meet them on the field and hold them off so our infantry can make short work of them. Once the battle is engaged we will have them centered around the left base of the Crag, that's were you adventurers come in." The men and women that had volunteered for Bastok's campaign to San d'Oria had all fallen into a formation and were being informed on the battle tactics by a senior officer of the Iron Musketeers. "So what do ya think is gonna happen with the Elvaan? Think were gonna get to bust some caps?" A blond haired mithra in the outfit befitting a professional Ranger stood in formation trying to get used to standing still, not something mithra are known for. "I honestly hope not, remember I'm elvaan too you know and I don't understand why this battle is even being discussed. The San d'Orian Knights have done nothing to provoke a defensive act of this measure." "Lighten up Cravion, we joined this think to have some fun right? I say we sit back and if it comes to a fight I'm happy to oblige, anxious in fact." "I gotta say you look cute when your ready to shoot someone, but that aside I still pray this can be resolved without any lose of life." The elvaan pld stood beside his mithrian companion in a proper military stance, awaiting the orders to be given. "Your so up tight at times you know. It times like this I prefer your Dark Knight self." The adventurer were then given the order to fall into position and they marched off to the scene of La Theine Plateau.
"Hey have you heard the rumors about Temple Knights stationed outside Ordelle's Caves vanishing? They say that ghost are grabbing them from within the caves and dragging them in for the leeches to feast on them." "Oh that's creepy, I heard that goblins had been ambushing them and keeping them in the caves as slaves to mine for stuff." The squires continued the chatter at in the back of the line speaking of gossip being thrown about the streets of their Kingdom. The San d'Orian knights had marched to the edge of West Ronfaure due to a report that Bastok had readied their army for an attack. At first the Knights assumed that there scouts had misinterpreted the report, but after sending a reconnaissance team to check on there claim and confirming it true King Destin himself ordered a force of equal size go to La Theine Plateau and counter the assumed tactical strike by the Republic. The force that San d'Orian sent to meet Bastok's men was comprised of both Temple and Royal Knights along with a handful of trusted adventurers handpicked by Prince Trion and Curilla, leader of the Temple Knights, to defend and lead the Kingdom's people. "Hahaha…. those cocky humes and there technology think they can challenge the disciplined physique and mind of a knight like myself, HAHAH." As the overconfident Galka dreamt of his personal grandeur an Elvaan came up from behind and took the liberty of literally knocking him back into reality. "Be realistic Veloxe, with myself leading the Royal Knights there won't be any thing left for you to attack. You just stand there and take the hits for us and we'll handle the rest ok." The Galka paladin turned to the silver haired thief behind him and gave him a begrudging look as if he was preparing to strike him down. But before the looming knight could exact his revenge another elvaan grabbed his shoulder. "Easy there big guy, save your hate for the musketeer's, provoking your allies by flashing your anger like that will only draw that much more enmity from the troops." "Ramen!!! I swear if you don't stop with all the tank puns I'm going to shove that scythe of yours somewhere very unpleasant." A female hume with long glossy dark hair emerged from the back of the group after shouting at the elvaan dark knight. "Sorry, sorry just trying to lighten up the mood." "Why? Were about to be thrown headlong into a battle we no nothing about and may end up fighting our friends. Were only a short distance from the battlefield so everyone get prepared for the worst." "YES, MA'AM." replied the San d'Oria troops to there commander. The stage was set for a battle that would go down in Vana'diel history. Both leaders of the opposing armies approached the center of the field to discuss the situation, a Galka musketeer Iron Eater and the recently appointed adventurer Selphiie. The young bard spoke quickly and to the point, "Alright, before our armies grow too anxious and attack one another answer me this. Why would Bastok send an attack force to San d'Oria after they've been part of the alliance for over 20 years?" Puzzled by the hume's point of view on the matter the steel clad Galka warrior spoke up, "Us attack you? We were sent here to halt any attempts that your Kingdom had planned to invade Bastok soil. After we were informed of San d'Orian spies in the republic we thought…." The bard, shocked by the Bastokians accusations responded by shouting. "Spies? What on earth are you talking about? San d'Oria after the crystal war made a strict policy of itself to keep out of the affairs of other nations, much less send people to infiltrate them. What on earth is that president of yours thinking?" But before the musketeer could respond a panic broke out between both nations forces. Out of nowhere Quadav beastmen surrounded the battlefield, there numbers more than either army had come prepared fight. The Galka leader stood in horror of what lay before his eyes. "Wher…where did they all come from? We examined the entire plateau before we set up camp and there were hardly a hand full of beastmen. This is impossible." "Don't you get it you meat head, this entire conflict between Bastok and San d'Oria was all a setup for a ambush by these monsters. I suggest we bury the hatchet and take up arms together against our true adversaries." And without a second thought both armies joined together and began there fight for survival against the beastmen from Beadeaux.