The last Remanoir in Durune history was Marley Allen, who was a member of
the super secret organization that never bothered coming up with a name for
themselves. They were friends who all believed that the system should
change, and include women as equals. They did not meet each other by
accident. They were brought together by a man named Anchor Nielsen who had
the mage remnant power to witness events remotely by opening time windows.
These windows could only transmit light in one direction, so he couldn’t use
it to communicate with others, or share any other information, but he could
spy on others. He used this ability to find men he knew wanted the same
thing. He was no leader, though. His life was under too much scrutiny to let
himself be too involved with their efforts. In fact, the rest of the people
in the group never even knew who he was. He sent them messages to meet at a
single location, where a single note was waiting for them, letting them know
that they were safe to discuss their feelings about the government together.
It was the few men here who started working on the plans to make changes,
and Nielsen never had anything else to do with it ever again. Neifion
Summerfield, Eskandar Aljabari, Marley Allen, and Amrit Bax weren’t the only
members, but they were the only ones who ultimately became the primary
leaders of government. It was an impressive feat, to say the least. Each
candidate won their respective race, and two of them were joined by a
second-in-command who was also a member. In the Republic, primaries and
secondaries ran separately, and winners will often have opposing viewpoints.
If the primary leader has radical ideas about how to run the city, then the
second leader usually balances them with some moderate thoughts. They
executed their lies about as perfectly as they could, knowing that they
would not simply be free to take over the world, and run it however they
liked. They were prepared for the backlash, and were not surprised when
Allen was assassinated before he had even been in office for a year. It was
time for his second, Amrit to take the reins.
Amrit Bax didn’t know what was going to happen to him, but after his
predecessor’s death, security was tightened. The assassins, and their
co-conspirators, were quickly found by a couple of mage remnant detectives,
and locked up. Though law enforcement and the military didn’t agree with
Allen’s policies, killing the primary leader was illegal, so they had no
choice but to take action, and to let Bax take over for him. Bax was just as
progressively radical, and he wasn’t about to let power slip through his
fingers in the same way it had for all his friends before him. This was
pretty much the last chance they would get to destroy the phallocracy, so if
he didn’t throw down the gauntlet, no one would, unless whomever brought
them all together managed to do it again with a new group. As soon as he
secured loyalty from the security team, which he hand-picked himself, he
went hard. He started passing executive order after executive order,
changing everything about how the Republic was run. He ceased all operations
against the Thicket, he reopened employment opportunities for women, and for
the love of God, he let mothers take care of their own damn children while
their husbands were away. People were pissed, but he wasn’t going to let
anybody get in his way. They would have to kill him too if they wanted to
replace him with someone else, and even though his security team wasn’t
comprised of the most progressive men in the world, they stuck to their
posts, and showed that they would not let anyone take their leader down. Now
it really felt like a conspiracy, which was what the small group wanted at
this point. They had to seem so large and daunting that there was nothing
the old guard could do to stop progress. If this many men trusted women, had
they lost the war already? Essentially, they had. There was still one more
absolutely vital step in finally ending the Republic’s misogynistic ways,
and no one saw it coming, not even Bax and his friends.
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