Stew Dovialka

Stew Dovialka, Prince of Helos, is the heir to the Heloisan throne as the eldest son of Bitter and Rosemary Dovialka. He is the current Duke of Weinstadt and served terms as the Minister of Finance and later the Minister of Infrastructure. Upon his father's death on 21 August, 2022 he would inherit the title of Duke of Helostadt and Tsar of Heldrak.

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Early Life
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Start of the War
As the Heloisan people settled in the city of Ostland in Iron Scar, later the Iron Freeholds(where modern day Kodnor is in Eindom), the alliance group of C.O.G. was formed as a pretensive measure to gain the independence for the Four Kingdoms of Osteon, Tyrus, Lewes, and Rasteria on the eastern edge of Iron Scar. As soon as the sovereignty of these righteous nations was declared however, the war pigs of Iron Scar threatened C.O.G. with war in which they would oblige.

Siege of Ostland
The first actions of the war would first see fruit in the Sea of Kjoldverd where the Empirical forces would blockade and siege the port of Ostland. With no C.O.G. naval presence in the region the besieged Ossteon-Heloisan's would lose their supply lines to The Capitol. The newly besieged Osteon forces used their extensive seawall of the coastal region to help prevent any amphibious assaults on their mainland. Towards the South-West of the city the dense old oak growths prevented any push into the main of the city by land.

Stationed in the interior of the city with the King and his generals, Stew would slowly learn the ways of war, feeling a sense of betterment than his comrades, in which shows in one his speeches where as                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   ''"My fellow men and nationals aren't adorning towards the hours of dimming candlelight with our antebellum ways becoming aweary, even towards unpalatable, for the survivability of our humanities meritable actions... As [these] inequitable waves are stashing from the tide of powers turning back outwards, old ways have become costly in the directives of time with production, resulting in a null. As such our new chit shall induce further ukase towards history with [our] diplomatic policies induced by the avoirdupois of the edified world’s cracks..."''

As the siege looked ever dimmer 3 1/2 months in, the Ossteon Elite would fall back, sneaking through the impenetrable forest and into The Capitols vast bunker lines. His time in the C.O.G.'s bunkers would allow him to meet his great roommate Nippy. There the two with the help of Atlas, would help industrialize the potion industry to an unprecedented scale. The Prince's times in the industrial heartland of the Coalition was well remarked in his journal but short-lived as in a months time he was sent off to fight once more.

Trenches of Monzar
As the eyes of the C.O.G. peoples blaired to the Western theatre of Ossteon and Tyres, the waiting space on the doors of The Capitol let MrPancake and his associates set up the town of Monzar. This new fortress, for obvious reasons, alarmed the Kingdom's, where every man set upon the Monzarian city. Soon the trenchworks of this great siege would be formed leading to new quagmire in wake.

Forced into the new siege, Stew would be commanding the 1st and 2nd Artillery Divisions from the rear, laying waste to the cities interior with the newest 150mm Howitzers. In due time, Stew was sent to the front line as the meatgrinder continued churring. The quickly made ditches, dressed up as trenchworks made of mud as thick as dough, found itself no place for the royalty; but from the desicrated army, he would have to fight. The carnage of the siege was by his account only on the C.O.G.'s own men, where the Monzarian's had what seemed to have lost not even a soul.

With the losing numbers and lack of progress made, the C.O.G. armies would fall into the jungles of The Capitol

Guerilla Fighting in the Jungle
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