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New Orleans. Province of Midston. 1 month into the selection.

A full moon hung over the metal barn as over a hundred men and women gathered inside of it. After they had all been gathered, a grizzled old white man stepped up on a soapbox to address them.

"Attention everyone I am General Daniel Evers and this is a word of mouth group." He said. "You are here because someone that we trust specifically referred you." He was then joined by another middle aged man with fiery red hair and piercing eyes.

"I am Edgar Forbes, captain of the Midston Militia." The man said as he addressed the group. "You know why we are here. Ever since he ascended to the throne, Peter Schreave has made a mockery of this country by giving into the demands of that ultra liberal monster Quince Bush. They have blamed us for the actions of Maxon II, they have levied taxes against the houses of God, demanded that the ministers submit their sermons for inspection by government officials and now, in response to the protests that occurred in Fennley, that fucking Bush has called on the King's Congress to outlaw the Illèan Conservative party as a terrorist organization!" This was met with roars of outrage and curses at the prime minister and the King.

"Brothers and sisters, the time has come to stand up for conservatism in this country, we must rebel!" General Evers declared.

"To what end?" A feminine voice cried out as a lovely woman, dressed in a business suit stepped up.

"Provincial attorney Aske, I was hoping you would come." Evers said as Christa Aske made herself seen. Everyone knew her to be an intelligent, pious, woman and a moderate conservative.

"We must be cautious in going forward." She declared to the crowd. "I agree that what's as happened to our party and to our religious places is a terrible terrible thing...but what you suggest is an uprising against his majesty the King and that is something that my conscience can not abide!" Some agreed with her and some disagreed.

"If we do not rise up and fight for our rights, they will be taken from us." Forbes insisted.

"I understand, but if I am to be a part of an armed resistance against these measures, it must be against Prime Minister Quince Bush and not against his majesty." Christa insisted in return. The two militants looked at each other and nodded.

"Very well." General Evers replied as he faced the crowd again. "I say to you, righteous conservative people of Midston, go home and gather what weapons you have. We shall meet here in 3 days time for an assault on the provincial armory in Baton Rogue! The others cheered as they committed themselves to their cause.


Provincial Armory. Baton Rogue. Province of Midston. 3 days later.

Sure enough, a band of two hundred and forty armed men and women, led by General Evers and Captain Forbes surrounded the armory. They had cased the joint and had devised a strategy that they believed would yield success. They secured trucks that they had filled with explosives and drove them straight into the armory. The drivers then bailed out before the trucks crashed into the armory, causing several huge explosions. The guards were distracted by said explosions which gave the rebels the perfect opportunity to bust in. The rebels charged in and began firing upon the armory guards. The guards were completely taken by surprise as they were taking heavy fire from all sides. Eventually, the rebels made it into the armory and found the weapons cache with the help of an mole who had given the rebel leaders a map of the armory. They found hundreds of assault rifles and side arms along with heavy artillery and thousands of rounds of ammunition. As the rebels looted the armory, Evers looked to his second in command with pride.

"Now we can take the fight to the liberal king." He declared.

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