《Warhammer CYOA (SI) Fanfiction Minora [Dropped]》Chapter 21 Donia Part 2
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In the wake of your bombardment the County of Ostresh had nothing left that could even so much as remind of its former magnificence, in its place lay a wasteland stretching across half the continent.
Said wasteland felt more like a bonus to you, no one on Donia has enough resources at hand to claim and thereafter hold such massive lands without any gains to be made from it.
You on the other hand don't have to worry about such concerns, leading your Angels to immediately begin construction on the newest Shipyards for the Nelwell Dynasty.
Grants: 27 = [Small Shipyards], 5 = [Medium Shipyards]
While the Angels work another Miracle, you return your attention back to Pebillon where the Shipyards of Freistein have finished the second Fleet-expansion. Once more highlighting the lack in Men at your disposal, the second Fleet-expansion and the following need to raise further crews made it pressingly clear that a new pool of Manpower would soon need to be acquired for the current rate of Production to be feasible.
Resources: [291.870.351.596 Resources]
Medium Starfort: =20.250.000.000Value (x6) =121.500.000.000Value
Battleship: =21.600.000.000Value (x3) =64.800.000.000Value
Grand Cruiser: =6.000.000.000Value (x2) =12.000.000.000Value
Cruiser: =1.000.000.000Value (x70) =70.000.000.000Value
Heavy Escort: =75.000.000Value (x314) =23.550.000.000Value
Resources remaining: [20.351.596 Resources]
Expansion-plans were of course not neglected in your preparations, for no matter how much you fortify Tras, as a single System even it had no hope in defending against a truly determined enemy like for example the Emperor on Terra.
You were confident that confrontation with him and his Imperium was inevitable after you learned of his existence and aspirations to eradicate any and all religions from memories left behind by the Warp-spawns in their moment of passing.
(roll10), (roll16), (roll7), (roll14), (roll19),
Hyperion= System in Anarchy
Vaturn= System in Anarchy
Calia= System in Shackles
Senus= System in Anarchy
Sarfort= System in Isolation
Tras didn't have contact to any of its neighboring Star-systems for more than Four Decades, with the communication to Sarfort being lost Fifty Years ago as it decided to cease any travel and cooperation when it didn't receive support in a time of famine.
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The Systems of Hyperion, Vaturn and Senus have fallen into a state of Civil War destroying large parts of their industry all the while causing a system-wide increase of piracy and psychic phenomena, which lead Tras to distance itself as far as was possible and to eventually even lose all contact.
The most recent news emerging from outside the System came from Calia, and said news were regretfully grim ones as the Kalrox WAAAGH! was apparently embarking from the Hive World of Lunaris, Calia's Core World.
After giving the present circumstances another moment of thought your focus returns back towards Donia, and its new Production-facilities which still required the Guardian-Angels to kick off construction.
Difficulty:5.000.000 Skill:20.000.000.000.000MPP. (roll11),x11=220.000.000.000.000
Required:5.000.000=Pass (x44.000.000)(440.000.000.000 Angels created)
(Total number of Angels (1): 485.255.660.000)
Difficulty:150.000.000 Skill:20.000.000.000.000MPP. (roll18),x18=360.000.000.000.000
Required:150.000.000=Pass (x2.400.000)(24.000.000.000 Angels created)
(Total number of Angels (2): 24.020.000.000)
Difficulty:450.000.000 Skill:20.000.000.000.000MPP. (roll6),x6=120.000.000.000.000
Required:450.000.000=Pass (x266.666)(2.666.660.000 Angels created)
(Total number of Angels (3): 2.692.660.000)
''Perhaps One or Two more than necessary.'' You say looking over the newly created sea of Legions. ''Hopefully you two wake up soon, for I don't think that standing up to loneliness is a strength of mine.'' You mutter to yourself, all the while nibbling away at your [Infinity Cookie] that accompanied you for the last Six Years. ''The first birthday that I celebrate by myself, ... I really should stop talking to myself, shouldn't I?''
While you can't help but lament over the current state of things for a moment, your home Pebillon launches into festivities of mind-boggling magnitude celebrating the disembarking of the Expeditionary-Fleets. Making you ask yourself just when the last time was that Pebillon emanated excitement such as this, all the while feeling your spirit lift bit by bit each moment that you take it all in.
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Who can say how long it's been since someone was capable of restoring pride and purpose to the Populace, and when was the last time that there was hope of a better Tomorrow in the People's hearts? And truly, what does the suffering matter now, now that there is a future worth striving for directly in sight?
Expedition-Fleet (x5)
100 Escorts=(75.000)=7.500.000Men
30 Cruisers=(1.000.000)=30.000.000Men
2 Grand Cruisers=(1.500.000)=3.000.000Men
1 Battleships=(2.400.000)=2.400.000Men
1 Medium Starfort=(2.000.000)=2.000.000Men
=44.900.000Men
The Celebrations and Parades continue throughout the Day, at some point being joined by the Knights of the Mechanicus, who flanked by the Skitarii-Legions made for a grand finale. With a last height in excitement the Troops begin their march for the ports, boarding the Ships and with it take the first step towards a new future.
The Expeditionary-Fleets soon reach the prearranged positions and begin to enter their assigned [Small Entrances], the newly formed rifts take them in without complications, and immediately spits the now accelerated Fleets out again. You repeat the process anew, until you are satisfied with the gained momentum letting them be carried towards their destinations, simultaneously creating a new way of travel for the Nelwell Dynasty to exploit.
Grants: -new Perk
Status Update: Experience=3.899.239.500/6.000.000.000 =Level 75
Health P.=2.600
Stamina P.=2.000
Strength=1.200
Endurance=1.000
Reflexes=1.000
Intelligence=1.000
Wisdom=800 (960)
Charisma=800 (880)
Agility=800
Willpower=1.000 (1.100)
Resistance=1.000 (1.100)
Perception=800 (960)
Minora's Domain P.=800.000MDP. (960.000)
Minora's Basic-Powers=1.200Str. x1.000End. x1.100Wil. x1.100Res. x75(Level)=108.900.000.000.000MPP.
(328Distributable Points)
Perks:
Known God= Each Level Grants: 10HP., 10SP., 4Str., 4End., 2Ref., 4Int.,
2Wis., 2Cha., 2Agi., 4Wil., 4Res., 2Per., 20Distributable Points
Creator of the Fourth Realm= You are the architect and ruler of your
own realm, bringing sanity to where there is none.
Grants: x5 to Combat-Value (you yourself/Armour/Troops)
Ruler= The People of your Nation lay much trust in your Government.
Grants: 20% on Minora's Domain P.
The last Judge= You can read Souls, what they are now and what Events
formed them.
Grants: 20% on Perception, 10% on Resistance, 10% on Charisma,
20% on Wisdom, 10% on Willpower
Domain= Every Live taken by you or in your Name will become yours.
Grants: 10% Exp. from a killed Enemy, Converts 10% from a
killed Enemies HP. Into Exp.
Champion= Grants: reroll critical fail (tactic), x2 to defense (to Troops)
Engineer= Grants: reroll critical fail (construction),
x2 to Combat-Value (your own Gear/Equipment/Armour)
Keeper of Secrets= Grants: reroll critical fail (learning),
x4 to Knowledge-Check (Which includes either Intelligence, Wisdom or Perception.)
Major Actions (select 20)(can be selected more than once):
Create a new batch of Avatars= With the expansion of the Dynasty comes also more administrative work.
Grants: 10 Avatars
[- Ilvortix (Frozen World) (Death World)= 1.000.000 [100.000 Resources] (0,1)]
Faith= Tras will be the Core System of your Dynasty, it should have a Forge World.
Grants: 10.000.000 Population
-Efficiency (1,0)
[- Beuturn (Frozen World) (Death World)= 1.000.000 [100.000 Resources] (0,1)]
Faith= Tras will be the Core System of your Dynasty, it should have a Forge World.
Grants: 10.000.000 Population
-Efficiency (1,0)
[- Telia (Frozen World) (Death World)= 1.000.000 [100.000 Resources] (0,1)]
Faith= Tras will be the Core System of your Dynasty, it should have a Forge World.
Grants: 10.000.000 Population
-Efficiency (1,0)
[- Aviri (Frozen World) (Death World)= 1.000.000 [100.000 Resources] (0,1)]
Faith= Tras will be the Core System of your Dynasty, it should have a Forge World.
Grants: 10.000.000 Population
-Efficiency (1,0)
Please select: 20 Major Actions
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