(no Benkern, didn't take any Shirithian land)On the northern half of Mar Sara, two individuals worked at a feverish pace with several odd looking machines. They had several portals open near them and every so often would enter one to get more supplies. A chain of dynamite had been set up at the Shirithian-Unclaimed border, and now the strange machines were being set up at strategic points around the northern half of the island.
"Are you sure this doesn't count as abusing Jasonian tech and misusing the power of the orbs?" one asked the other.
"Shut up and keep installing," the other replied.
They continued to work for a while, then the first one, who was named Q*, spoke again. "But isn't this pushing international relations a little to ..."
"Read the rules," Andreas replied.
"Yes, I know it says the Atterockian government doesn't accept responsibility, but this is a bit more than stealing a few jewels or a nuclear warhead," Q replied, concerned. Andreas stopped work on the Anti-grav motor and stood up.
"By definition, stealing has to take something from someone," Andreas said. "Besides, the MCS hasn't done anything yet. It's only a piece of land the Anticans might get. Technically we're not stealing, we're more .... acquiring."
"Pirates acquring neutral territory?" Q said, eyebrows raised.
"Well, they used to acquire buried treasure. It's only a small step up."
Q rolled his eyes and kept working.
Finally, they were ready. "Be ready to fire on my signal, Mr Rogers," Andreas cried. Q rolled his eyes again. Of course he was waiting for Andreas' signal - the dynamite wouldn't be much good without it. He sneaked a glance - the lummox had acquired a pirate's hat from somewhere, and was actually cutting a rather dashing figure. Really, sometimes Q wondered why they let him out of the academy ...
Andreas, meanwhile, gripped the orb of Heart Magic and the orb of Strength Magic, both powerful enough to strengthen an entire nation magically, and now focussing the power of the elements and raw boulder shattering strength through him, he used them to perform one of the greatest magical feats of our time ...
A crack emerged next to him, and then it spread, shattering through the island in a straight line along the Shirithian-unclaimed border. As the dynamite lined up fell into it, Q detonated it, helping smash the lower parts of the island open. Finally, the crack stretched across the entire island, all the way to its base. What luck it was a floating island like the Jasonian ones.
"Cast off, Mr Rogers!" Andreas cried. Sighing, Q started up the anti-gravity motors, and the entire landmass started rising into the air. Andreas grabbed onto a tree, swinging off it, imagining it was the mast of a ship, and held his hat out at a gallant angle, waving it to the air. "Goodbye, Yardistan!" he cried, as the island began to float away towards the Flying Duchy of Glanurchy, where it would rest until Manuel decided what to do with it. Q just rolled his eyes. Far too dramatic, his Lord.
StolenAcquired: The Entire Northern Half of Mar-Sara.
*I'm sure the Gralans can guess what's going on by now