War Stories
The broken husk of a man slumped in his chair, a low death rattle escaping his lips, as his eyes slowly rolled back into his head. The information now in the hands of the Codexian Security Bureau had cost a great deal, indeed. Likely, it was to cost Codexianity more still. The dead spy had spent the last months of his life amongst the largest of the Raumen clans - the Rau'dey - combing his usual sources for any and all information on the Phyr and the Turanei. As usual, his luck had been poor to middling. Nothing of true worth had been gleaned from the exercise. That was still the state of affairs a mere four weeks before his death. It was then that he was given a data-chip 'obtained' from clan archives by a very ambitious and suddenly wealthy file clerk.
The files it contained were marked as 'non-knowledge' - the Raumeni equivalent of 'top secret', in the sense that the existence of such knowledge was to be denied vehemently by Clan officials, and was deemed absolutely beyond valuation or public access. It was, obviously, most certainly not for outsiders. The spy was not aware of what he had, until the file clerk came looking for him the next day, desperate to get it back. The spy did not oblige him (despite pleading and begging on the part of the Raumen), and was instead informed, later, that the unfortunate clerk had met a grisly end at the hands of unknown perpetrators. Needless to say, the agent then made a run for it, and was extricated successfully - but not before an incident with local security forces left him mortally wounded. Jaymes Jebediah Treave would eventually be listed as another one of Codexia's fallen heroes.
The documents he purchased with his life and delivered to the Codexian government concerned the origins and current status of the Turanei-Phyr War. In short, they explained that the war had begun more than a hundred years previous, when the Phyr - who are considered a relatively young race - began to encroach on Turanei-claimed territory. They had been paid to do so by the Raumeni Confederacy, who were themselves deeply engaged in fighting the Hin'in Empire (no explanatory entry); a period of time that is today remembered as the 'Fourth Great Muster of the Clans'. The Turanei, who occupied only three hundred lightyears of galactic real-estate, shrugged off the Phyr invasion, and burned a number of their colonies, in response, with fearsome weapons.
By the fourth year of the conflict, the Phyr were losing badly - totally outmatched by the Turanei, whose dreadnoughts quickly became the stuff of legend. It was then that the mysterious and usually aloof Amoneth intervened, for reasons unknown, gifting the Phyr with a number of advanced technologies, including the stealth cloak they employ today. A sort of 'balanced stalemate' was achieved over the next decade. The Phyr were better able to combat the Turanei, who for their part seemed relatively disinterested in taking any Phyr territory. However, ursine incursions into the Turanei home systems were defeated with unbridled ferocity and remarkable efficiency.
The stalemate lasted for over thirty largely uneventful years, before the Fifth Great Muster of the Raumeni Clans, under Magon do te Gargiis (the Clan Father) poured across the borders of both the Phyr Dominion and the Turanei, simultaneously. It was a brutal episode in the conflict; a general conflagration over a thousand lightyears of space. It ended with the death of te Gargiis in the Battle of the Eye, three years after it began, when an entire fleet of Turanei dreadnoughts confronted the bulk of the mighty Raumen host, and barely defeated it in pitched battle. The death of the Clan Father broke the back of the Raumeni war effort. They were left to prey only on the much weakened Phyr, having been entirely evicted from the Turanei expanse, thereafter.
The ursine aliens, however, waged a desperate war of resistance that eventually saw them drive back the insectoids. A peace treaty was finally signed, after the Raumeni ceded swathes of systems to the suddenly reinvigorated Phyr horde. The truce between the two races generally held, with a few notable exceptions, as the Raumen tacitly acknowledged their weakened position. Yet, no treaty was ever signed between the Phyr and the Turanei. The former, who reportedly could not 'leave well enough alone', continued to prod the latter. Small-scale raids were organized by commanders hungry for glory and the riches that invariably followed glory. Twelve years ago, a single raid did - finally - manage to piece the Turanei defensive net. One of their major colonies was heavily bombarded by the Phyr, before they withdrew. The Turanei have not relented from their reprisals, ever since, and the conflict has been steadily escalating. Recently, several Phyr worlds have been entirely depopulated by the 'lizard scum'.
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A short time after the above information was received and analyzed, a border picket was attacked. By sheer good fortune, the picket escaped, and finally was able to confirm that the attackers were the ursine Phyr, all along. Difficult choices await.
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Do you... order your fleets to fortify your borders against further attacks?
OR
Do you... issue a warning to the Phyr, threatening action?
OR
Do you... mobilize immediately, in preparation for war?