@Dur'id the Druid - oh gosh nope lol I write everything as I go. That's why the story is such a mess at times lol, this is literally all first drafts written in response to people's decisions at the time. It's fun though! And here's the results of tonight's session! I'm so sorry that tonight's session was just sort of an interlude introducing the situation and relevant characters and giving infodumping
again but at least this time it's for a productive reason - choosing Gaipan's policy to deal with the rebel sympathizers. The votes at the end of tonight's session will get opened again for a bit at the start of next live session, so anyone who missed the vote tonight will have a chance to chime in then! Thanks for reading everyone!
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97 AC (15 years old)
Gaipan: Capitol Building
You, Mitsuko, Hua, and June steal your way into Gaipan in secret, leaving your caravan behind; it continues on its path to the front, to serve as a decoy. No reason to let the rebels here know who has come to visit them, yet. The mayor of Gaipan quietly sees you to your rooms - one for you and one for your companions, though you do have Mitsuko moved into your room for protection - and has his butler provide you with refreshment. You note that there are few servants other than the butler, and the rooms here are positively tiny and practically impoverished by your standards.
Calling it a 'capitol building' might be a little generous.
According to what you've read, Gaipan was once a rather bustling town. It has a good location near several significant waterways and roads, making it well-suited to trade. The war has made it wither, both before and after the Fire Nation first conquered it decades ago. Commander Long commented that most settlements past the west coast of the Earth Kingdom are either fresh conquests or towns that have changed hands many times over; Gaipan is, unfortunately, no exception. Though it's been quite some time since the front last passed back and forth over Gaipan, the fighting took its toll - and worse, a rebellion some nine years ago had a brief period of such success that reinforcements had to be sent in to retake the town, ripping open Gaipan's old scars. Bleeding away more of its life.
You knew in theory that the Gaipan you were going to was a shadow of the Gaipan you've read about in history books. Less than a shadow. But seeing it in front of you is still... it's almost stunning. You've never been in a settlement this small and sparse in your entire life, not even if you count Ember Island. Gaipan is barely more than a logging outpost, now, and a rest stop for troops moving through the region. But there are still people living here. Civilians. Natives, mostly, but also a slowly growing number of settlers from the homeland. You suppose that's part of the war's nature. Empty land always ends up refilled. And conquered land often ends up contested.
You just have to do what you can to help this region finally achieve some of the peace it deserves.
In the morning, you meet behind closed doors with the mayor and his officials to discuss your plans for Gaipan.
The governor's meeting room is a simple affair, furnished with nothing but a long table with maps and papers piled on top of it. You're given a seat at the head of the table, of course. Mitsuko and June stand behind you, and Hua to your right. There's a great deal of bowing and complimenting as the others around the table introduce themselves to you.
"We are humbled by your presence, your Highness." The mayor, Shen Liu. The primary civilian authority, though he's effectively subordinate to the ranking military officer...
"I look forward to working with you, Princess Akane." Lieutenant Colonel Yu Zhao, whose authority you suspect comes from more than just rank - the Zhaos are an old, prestigious military family, one of the few that climbed in stature after your Father's ascension rather than falling.
"We are at your disposal, Princess." The Lieutenant Colonel is accompanied by Captain Itsuo Chujo, the head of the local guard. He bows deeper than the others; despite being one of the older men in the room, he also seems to be the most self-conscious. Which is a little surprising, considering the last person in the room -
"It is an honor to have you here with us, your Majesty."
Yin Tan, adviser to the mayor. A native. If her olive skin didn't give her away, the fact her clothes are Earth Kingdom green would - as if someone decided to make sure no one would mistakenly assume her ancestry traces back to the homeland. To your homeland, at least. The woman looks to be in her thirties, old enough to have lived through at least one major rebellion. And if she's here, you imagine that she collaborated with your government through all of them.
Interesting. What makes someone willing to make that choice? It's something you'll likely benefit from understanding.
After exchanging polite introductions with all of them, you call the meeting to order. The mayor takes the lead, filling you in on the details of the situation.
"The situation has been... escalating," he says. "Onyx's cell is active somewhere near the town, and he's been trying to recruit our natives. Flyers have been making their way into the town somehow - propaganda posters, mostly making claims about us planning a genocide against the natives."
Wonder where they got that idea.
"We've been as gentle as we can," the mayor says. "We've collected and burned all the propaganda we could find, and punished the people reading it with a few nights in the town jail. We've offered rewards for information and turned up a few leads - we got the names and faces of two of the distributors, but one managed to escape arrest. The other was transferred safely to the prison camp outside of town."
"Good," you say. "Has he offered any information?"
"Not yet, Princess. I'm told they're working on him."
Either way, June may be able to track down more rebels using his scent. You nod. "Continue."
"The issue is that the distribution of propaganda hasn't halted," the mayor says. "And the natives are reading it. More and more people are filtering in and out of the jail, but the punishment isn't severe enough to deter anyone. They're getting agitated. We've had vandalism, refusal to work, rocks thrown at guards - not bended, just thrown, but the intent is the same. When we've arrested those responsible, rumors keep getting started that we're punishing the natives at random rather than finding the guilty parties. The rebels have somehow managed to become very effective in convincing the locals that their misinformation is true. And we don't have the facilities to imprison people for long here, so we send the violent natives out to the real prison..."
He trails off. "And that plays directly into the rumors about genocide," Hua supplies.
"Yes." The mayor's nervousness is obvious; he swallows before continuing. "I admit that we didn't consider the enemy's propaganda a serious threat at first," he says. "And we lost some time as a result. But I've reassessed the situation and developed a new plan to repair matters, with your approval. I believe we should arrest and publicly try the worst of the troublemakers here, to break the back of the rebels' support network in the town - and, at the same time, I would like to open a new provisioning program to give additional supplies to the poorer natives in the town, to improve their situation. A carrot and a stick." The mayor gestures nervously. "Between the two, we can pacify the natives long enough for Onyx to be killed. After that, the agitation will die down on its own."
Interesting. You glance over the other officials, keeping your expression neutral. "What do the rest of you think of this plan?" you ask. "Please speak freely. I'd like to hear every perspective."
"Providing additional provisions to a rebellious population has obvious risks," Lieutenant Colonel Zhao says. "There's a very real chance that any supplies we give could end up in the hands of the rebels we're fighting. Putting the town under martial law until the crisis has passed could deprive the rebels of support just as effectively without the risks. The natives won't like it, but once the agitators are dead they'll move on. And if they're kept under watch to prevent them from acquiring weapons, there's little risk of them starting an uprising of their own. Not an effective one, at least. The only difficulty will be in making sure they're kept under close enough watch." He frowns. "Based on the reports we've gotten of Onyx's attacks on shipments in the region, I suspect Onyx might actually have a tunneler."
Hua's eyebrows go up. Your expression remains neutral, as always. "How certain are you?" you ask.
"I've learned to trust my instincts when it comes to tunnelers," he answers simply.
Earthbending isn't just useful for combat and creating fortifications. Not by a long shot. The ability to create tunnels for hidden travel - and not just to create them, but to create them quickly and on a scale sufficient to move troops - is possibly one of the most strategically valuable forms of bending in the war. It's also rare enough that if Onyx has a tunneler, it's vanishingly unlikely that he just happened to find that tunneler here. Tunnelers are specialists. Elite specialists.
"We'll have to take the threat seriously, then," you muse. You nod to the guard captain. "What else?"
"I've never fought a tunneler," Captain Chujo says. "But I do know these people. They're angry, your Highness. Enough to make some bad choices. Giving them a little extra food and pay could help convince them we're not planning on killing them all. But our people will complain. The natives don't work as hard as they do - they won't like seeing them getting extra pay for nothing. If we're giving out rewards, I think we should give them to the hardest workers, not just the poor. Maybe it'll get the natives more focused on work, and less on rebellion."
You look to Yin Tan after he finishes. She seems surprised by your attention, and bows before answering.
"The officers and the mayor all make good points, your Majesty," she says. "Whatever you choose to do, I will make sure the natives understand that you do it for their sake."
No suggestions of her own to offer? You suppose she doesn't want to overstep her bounds - even with your permission to speak, she'll still have to answer to the others here long after you're gone. But her ideas could be valuable -
Unless the mayor already voiced them. Hm. Did he really come up with the carrot and stick all on his own?
"Thank you," you tell her. "Your contributions are appreciated."
The mayor glances at her as she bows again. Yes. You do think the provisioning program was her idea, wasn't it?
It's your choice what to suggest or ask here, and the final policy decision will be yours.
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That concluded the text of the chapter - after that I just opened the collection of votes we needed to address. The votes aren't final yet; they'll be opened again at the start of the session, Saturday at 6 pm EST. But for those curious, the current leading options are:
- Implement a provisioning program giving moderate aid to the poor and moderate rewards for hard work.
- Do not implement martial law.
- Lighten the sentences for minor crimes, releasing people if needed.
- Keep your presence here a secret for now.
Sorry for the lack of action again! Next time we should finally really get into the fray. I'm excited haha, I hope you all enjoy! Thanks for reading!