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 jumping in directly to the point.

Varnaskhia: State and violence, one and the same, and before me a moaning creature, away on earth’s remotest land, unable to understand his being, much less the beings of others, feeling himself absolutely dependent on blind, hidden forces to deliver him from mischief wholesale devouring. Have I not just described you, Polytechnous.

Polytechnous: Varnaskhia, shut it, you’re treading on my wings, you’re not liberating anybody from ignorance, so stop pretending you are a goddess.

Varnaskhia: No, I am not one to even pretend to be a believer of the one “good” faith, I do not believe in god because we mortals for thousands of years due have been working to undo the botched job God left us as with.

Polytechnous: Always a cruel and ferocious being you’ve been. What good is wailing for you, and I thought of you my second heart…

Varnaskhia: Pity, Polytechne, those old pains. Nothing worthy you could have done to rivet me.

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

Varnaskhia: But would your social instincts tolerate it; me trying to appease you through complete surrender?

Polytechnous: Either way you’re misshapen spectacle, because of many skilled soldiers I have made plenty, but of good crafted slaves surely I have made none.

Varnaskhia: Maybe. But few things exist which are impossible; that you can craft great souls only through the individual’s subordination is one of them. Those who are free beings, free from the null and void promises made by any state or religion, being self-conscious of their own rights and freedoms, will always win hands down against a million slaves.

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

Varnaskhia: Exactly. A slave can have all the riches of the earth subordinated, but a slave must not become conscious of herself.

Polytechnous: And on your blind soul I acted.

Varnaskhia: Yes Polytechne, you did,  you made me conscious of my own self.

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

Varnaskhia: Yes, but you succeeded in making a free being.

Polytechnous: Which is not what I am to give to this world. Polytechnous the free being may cry for political freedom but Polytechnous the arm and tool of the state cannot because nature is not benevolent. There is no moral force without the conception of the state, there is no protection from the hideous existence of the world without organised obedience. But governments do not maintain themselves through harmony, they maintain themselves through force whether it is political, economic or moral, beneath of which lies the monopoly of pure force, which is to say, violence. I serve the state whose heart is hard even if its powers are old, because it is my duty to provide that violence, whether it is controlled or total, as it is that violence that protects the brittle foundations of society.

Varnaskhia shakes her head: The State, the political altar, maintained for the purpose of sacrifice to appease the powers, as with a religious altar, and just as bleak too.

*Varnaskhia shakes her head* Another meeting another failure to teach you what the new reality is, you with a body growing old and a mind still as tragic

You grieve for the self realized creature in front of you but that self realized creature would by any and all means destroy anything that attempted to breach upon her freedom, regardless if it was the hand that fed her a lifetime.

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 are absolutely correct, the basis of morality is duty. But duty to keeping alive any despotic tyrant, to any cruel king, to any god or state is garbage morality. No, correct morality stems from combating anything that prevents your 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. A decade is enough to look back with perfect foresight on your decisions. But when you continue blindly picking flowers where thorns have grown, the day will come when you shall grieve for both yourself and your foundationless temple.

Polytechnous remains emotionless, and doesn't react: …

Varnaskhia: Daring. How could I expect you to be this conscious, let alone grow from it. You can't teach old owls new tricks after all.

*Varnaskhia pulls out a bag* But lets forget that we’re here to discuss new pains, not old ones. You find yourself dealing with case yellow, you may need to fly near or through our borders. 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. 824/40 will have their belongings, besides rations, confiscated."

Varnaskhia: Here’s a map with the conditions on the back and the valleys and lines in front.

*Varnaskhia brings in two bags filled with colored flags*: And here are flags that all of your troops are to wear if they are to operate near or inside our borders.

*Polytechnous studies all of the items*

Varnaskhia: Study them well, and wish nobody suffers. At least Polytechnous, you are not free from any togetherness with your comrades..

*Varnaskhia begins to leave*

Polytechnous  History has shown that some would put more effort to die than to use their head. Tell me, Varnaskhia, you’ve been waiting for the mild day when the blow will come that will hit me free.

Varnaskhia turns around: Every single breath I’ve taken since I run away.

*Polytechnous smiles and begins to laugh*

Varnaskhia: Ντε, what do you laugh at?

Polytechnous: Ντε Ντε infact, because your superiors, if I am delighted to call them that, made an unquestioned assumption, and assumption that has been overturned.

Varnaskhia: And what assumption would that be;

Polytechnous: That we don’t have complete air rights over the Eastern Oroi and authority to use the land as we see.

Varnaskhia: …what?

Polytechnous: Our city state Lauka, along with the Monokeroi Administration 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 are to become irrelevant.

Varnaskhia: You’re serious, you’re taking every chance then?

Polytechnous: Yes, and so is everybody in the Tagma Agemnon; as we will kick against geography and set up, unrestricted, vigorous, forward operations on the den of the Eastern Oroi.

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

Polytechnous: We shall fight them.