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Ĝozef Valmune

Soviet Democracy

4/5/1981

The Hunt

Weeks pass as the city recovers from the battle that ensued just days beforehand. Bodies are still being collected and either being burned or sent to Anu to be by his side for eternity. The odor of the corpses start to become unbearable to General James Holland as he chucks another into the pit. “This doesn’t seem right but what else are we to do with them?,” he mutters to himself as he tosses yet another. Eventually the deed is done, and new orders come in from High Command via messenger pigeon. James clutches the pigeon in his hands as if he were holding a small kitten. A message is tied around its leg with an orange ribbon showing the severity of the contents within. With a quick gulp due to nervousness, he pulls on the ribbon catching the note as it tumbles from its resting place on the bird's leg. He cautiously unwraps the note and looks upon it carefully to see what new orders await him and his men. Upon reading the note he lets out a sigh of relief as normally ribbons that color are the worst-case scenario. “Whoever sent this is an idiot!,” he yelled aloud. James marches to his troops with a grip on the parchment and swinging it through the air. “We got orders from High Command to hunt that Ĉashundo Silver Magpie while locating any areas of resources along the way!,” he yelled to the troops. “Our first location we’ll be searching is Skierniewice!.”

After crossing the border to Skierniewice a storm started to form above the soldiers. Lightning crashes to the earth striking a tree and making the ground tremble around the troops. They retreat to a cavern to escape the pouring rain and rogue lightning. Hours have passed and the rain did not seem to want to stop. Bored, they played a game of tag with rocks in their hands that left marks on their uniforms. Eventually the rain stops and some soldier's uniforms are covered in black marks. James reported the cave to be filled with coal and continued through the province not finding any clues on the whereabouts of Silver Magpie.

Moving through Lodz the troops encountered a little mining town that seemed abandoned not too long ago. Examining the caverns in the town has come to reveal jewels still ripe for the taking and more deeper down in the earth. The province has been labeled for further mining opportunities.

Radom did not greet the soldiers with hospitality when they arrived. The thick forestry made it difficult to move through the province and so was labeled for the high amount of wood that can be claimed.

Lublin had wide open fields ready for the average farmer to put a plow through its soil. Labeled for the addition of more farmland.

Warsaw was home to strange architecture from days long past. It was here where the soldiers would find their first clue to the whereabouts of Silver Magpie. A note mentioning his defeat at the hands of the Xantoian military was collected from a discarded campsite full of fur pelts and tossed out cans of 10-month-old spam. “Silver Magpie must be down on his luck right now,” James said to himself as he kicked one of the cans. An observation camp was constructed and placed nearby to monitor any unusual activity in case Silver Magpie returns for his cans of empty spam for some weird reason. With this latest information James sent a pigeon to relay the recent finding on their hunt for Silver Magpie.

Plock was briming with coal mines that could help provide energy to Esperxanto. James would end up negotiating with these mining towns to join Esperxanto and that they could make a profit on selling their coal. This ended up being successful and the mines where now operated by citizens of Esperxanto.

Lomza was home to many kinds of animals but none so prominent than the sheep that seem to blanket the fields. The wool would make for great clothing that Esperxanto could trade to its neighbors. A camp was established and the search for Silver Magpie and untapped resources have ended. Where could Silver Magpie be?