Polytechnous (seen here WIP: http://i.imgur.com/jPhca8P.jpg) is a male gryphon, close to his mid 40s in human years, position in army being an Ekantontarchous (leader of 100) in command of a Tagma (Company size military camp, about 125 in size including reserves and non-combat units, minus slaves). The city state he is part of is that of Lauka (name WIP)

Varnaskhia (seen here: http://i.imgur.com/Eesu84P.jpg) female rabbit-like...thing, close to her early 30s in human years, position in the army being Slbahpovel, (Warrant officer in command of a Company 150 soldiers in size) part of a Slier (battalion size force, including reserves and support close to 400 in size). The nation she is part of is the Apolytarchi Akathestoi.

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The scene starts as follows. Polytechnous is sitting inside this building (http://i.imgur.com/NJ2DinN.jpg), he's waiting for Varnaskhia or anybody from the enemy command to come unarmed and discuss Case Yellow.

Varnaskhia appears in the doorway, before begining straight to talking.

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Varnaskhia: State and violence are one and the same, and before me stands a saddened creature, away on earth’s remotest land, the beings of others unable to understand,  let alone his own self; finding himself dependent on blind hidden forces to deliver him from mischief wholesale devouring. Have I not just described you, Polytechnous.

Polytechnous: Shut it Varnaskhia, you’re a tumor treading on my wings, a unbeliever pretending to be goddess bestowing us from ignorance,

Varnaskhia:
Indeed, I’m not a believer of gods, I dont even pretend to believe in a “good” faith. It is a fact after all that for thousands of years we mortals have been working to undo the botched job god has left us as with.

Polytechnous sighs: Such a ferocious being you’ve always been,
what good is wailing for you as my old heart’s pulse.

Varnaskhia: Are you serious with that old pity Polytechne? there’s nothing worthy you could have done to rivet me.

Polytechnous: I could have struck harder and clamped you tight in your cell.

Varnaskhia: As if you would tolerate me appeasing you through complete surrender.

Polytechnous sighs: I cant believe it, of many skilled soldiers I have made plenty, but of good crafted slaves surely I have made none.

Varnaskhia:
Cut it Polytechnous; there are some things which are impossible even in war;
one of them being that you cant produce great souls through the subordination of the individual.
Those uparalyzed by null and void promises made by states or religions,
conscious of their own rights and freedoms, will always lose hands down against a million slaves.

Polytechnous: That we savage animals can be realized into that level of moral speculation by any means at all is a miracle.

Varnaskhia: Exactly, as a slave I could have had all the riches of the earth subordinated, but I could not let myself think.

Polytechnous: The powers should have punished me in that case.

Varnaskhia: No stop saying that, the powers are worthless, you managed to do what they wouldn’t. You made me conscious of my own self.

Polytechnous: Meaning I have failed to craft a good slave.

Varnaskhia: Does it matter? How does a free being compare to a slave.

Polytechnous: It compares in terms of failure. There is no moral force without the conception of the state and Governments do not maintain themselves through belevolence regardless how much Polytechnous the free being screams, they maintain themselves through organised obedience, held in place by political, economic or moral force.

Varnaskhia: Which is still pure force; war through the means of hypocrisy.

Polytechnous: Either way, the state may have a hard heart even if its powers are old; it is force that the back of society is built on, and it is the basis of my duty to provide that force, and having failed to keep you by my I have failed the state aswell.

Varnaskhia shakes her head: Ah, the god that is the state, to appease it you’ve set a political altar maintained for the purposes of sacrifice, as with a religious altar and just as bleak too.
*Varnaskhia shakes her head* Another meeting, another failure. Once again you cannot stop grieving and accept the new reality can you? That the self realized creature in front, Varnaskhia, would by any and all means destroy anybody that threatens her freedom.

Polytechnous: Even me?

Varnaskhia: Above all, even you. I’ve repeated the same for the last decade, in Arxa, in Cassandri, in Girlita, but regardless how many times I lead you to knowledge I cannot force you to think. You’re absolutely correct, the basis of morality is duty. But duty to keeping alive any despotic tyrant, god or king is garbage morality.
No, correct morality stems from combating anything that threatens your instinct of self preservation and self-improvement, and by extension beyond the individual level, to the whole nation; to do whatever seems necessary to stand up to it, up to and including dying.
Are you willing to die for that Polytechnous. You had decade to look back with perfect foresight on your decisions, when will you realize that if the time comes you must be willing, with full responsibility, to kill even me?

*Polytechnous remains emotionless, and doesn't react: …

Varnaskhia: Polytechnous, listen to me, when you continue blindly picking flowers where thorns have grown, the moment will come when you will grieve for both yourself and your foundationless temple.
Varnaskhia sighs: And I expected you to be this conscious... You can't teach old owls new tricks after all.
*Varnaskhia pulls out a bag* But... lets forget that; new troubles now. You’re dealing with case yellow, borders are an issue. Very well. Our conditions are as follows:

No troops will fly beyond IV Vartisa to IV- Arxa,
No troops will proceed beyond South of Valleys AI, AX, BB.
Everything beyond BΓ is no-fly zone.
Everything beyond line VI is a no-fly zone.
No more than twenty armed gryphons and no more than a single supply block will be over any of Apolytarchi territory.
Non-combat personnel is capped at one hundred.
     3.   We reserve the right to do the following:
Any troops, combat or otherwise, that are suspected to have committed crimes towards the civilian population or/and the military can be arrested and imprisoned without trial.
Any troops combat or otherwise that have been found to have committed a crime against the civilian population or/and the military will be executed immediately.
Any troops that are found to have any objects or equipment found in Nr. A 4/20 will have their belongings, besides rations, confiscated.

Varnaskhia: On the front, a map, on the back, guidelines.
*Varnaskhia brings in two bags filled with colored flags*: And if you have to go over borders, everybody wears these flags. We do not give any respite, its effective as soon as I leave this building.

*Polytechnous studies all of the items*

Varnaskhia: It would be better if you found togetherness with your comrades first through. They’ll need it. With that, I leave.
*Varnaskhia begins to leave*

Polytechnous  Some would put more effort to die than to use their head. Tell me, Varnaskhia, you’ve been waiting for the mild day when I finally think.

Varnaskhia turns around: Every single breath I’ve taken since I runned away. If you accept this new reality, I’ll die a happy doe.

*Polytechnous smiles and begins to laugh*

Varnaskhia: Ντε, what do you laugh at?

Polytechnous: Ντε Ντε infact, your superiors, if I am delighted to call them that, have made an mistake.

Varnaskhia: Go on.

Polytechnous: An assumption has been questioned; in fact an assumption that has been overturned. The assumption being that we lack complete air rights over the Eastern Oroi mountains and authority to use the land as we see.

Varnaskhia: …what?

Polytechnous: Our city state Glauka along with other second parties have given us complete authority over what I’ve just said. We will proceed with extended operations in the following hours. We have no need of your maps, your flags, your rules, your laws. We have no need of this widespread mental indolence which you attempt to force on us.

Varnaskhia: I…

Polytechnous: Article 5 of the Koimition Agreement has given that right, that in case the integrity of the den has been breached, all decision by the Apolytarchi in the Eastern Oroi mountains are to become irrelevant. If needed, both administrations will settle this later in a higher court.

Varnaskhia: You’re serious, every risk taken?

Polytechnous: Yes, taken by everybody in the Tagma Agemnon; as we will kick against geography and set up forward operations on the den of the Eastern Oroi mountains, unrestricted of any degenerate rules.

Varnaskhia: … and what shall you do then, if you find my Apolytarchi troops barring the way?

Polytechnous: We shall fight them.