Welcome to the Vulpine Imperium!

The Vulpine Imperium© is a fully-interactive Redwall-based online club. Members will join ships, submit to the captain's cruel whimsy, and partake of humourous and entertaining distractions while serving, er, spending time in the club. There is a large and sprawling town wherein are found such staples as an apothecary, a bank, various shops, and a dock.

But be forewarned - failure to perform your tasks properly (or with the proper decorum!) will get you thrown in the brig. Ships can leave the port and have adventures, or stick around to help out with more domestic things. Go to the status page to see what we've accomplished so far, and may the the blessings of His Grace the Emperor tumble down upon you like a golden fog.

Game Events: Mayor for Captain

Frimary 6, Yr. 1730, 1:53 pm
Late this afternoon, His Immortal and Most Magnanimous Grace the Emperor (may his blessings tumble down upon you like a golden fog) made a daring change in his normal routine. Instead of a sardine sandwich for his afternoon tea His Grace opted for a light salad in his study. It is rumored that he took sardine dressing on said lettuce, though as rumors tend to go, this one cannot be validated.

While in his study a decision was reached regarding the Imperium's fine Mayor of Bully Harbor, one Aria F. Nocturne. Her work as mayor going most swimmingly, it was decided that her duties should be transferred aboard ship. This was decided due to the fact that if somebeast is doing swimmingly they are more than fit for duties upon the high seas. Or perhaps the low tides of the harbor.

When asked what she thought of this new plan the ratess simply stated:

"Will afternoon tea still be served at three o'clock?"

Taking this statement as willingness to proceed the Mayor and her official belongings are due to arrive dockside in the morning hours tomorrow. She will be taking on the role of Captain on our fine Man-of-War the BlackShip.

The Captaincy of the BlackShip has resided with one Zilaco Wyndshard for most of 1729 and the early portion of 1730. It is unknown whether the fox will come quietly down from his lofty position or if he should need the coaxing of official spears to remove him from his beloved ship.

News of following events shall be posted soon. Conformation of salad dressing types shall also be forthcoming upon a second interview with His Grace.

Game Events: Tea Decrees and Victories

Macabre 19, Yr. 1729, 2:31 am
This morning, His Immortal and Most Magnanimous Grace the Emperor (may his blessings tumble down upon you like a golden fog) supped the most delicious spiced tea he had ever tasted, and he decreed that every beast in the Imperium shall enjoy a cup of tea every single morning or face the harshest of consequences.

He then scalded his tongue on his second cup of tea and decreed that drinking tea was actually a very silly thing to do indeed. The servant responsible for monitoring the heat of the Emperor's morning tea was not available for comment.

In Bully Harbor, news of Mayor Sasha C. Atskiya's resignation has shocked the entire town.

"She seemed good 'nough fer me, I dunno," said one citizen. "Wotchoo scribblin' on tha' paper, guv?"

"Adequate," said another.

One beast commented, "Lot of Fogies died under her command, 'tis true, but I thought we was talkin' cons 'ere, mate."

"Mayor Who-a Atwhatta?" asked one confused stoat, whilst nibbling on his Fogey beret.

"The Black Sharkfox of Gorsebump is real, I tell you!" a rat squealed before being dragged away. "Why won't anybeast listen to me?"

In light of Mayor Atskiya's resignation, an emergency election was held yesterday. Though candidates had scarce little time to campaign, one beast emerged victorious, winning the hearts and votes of the general populace. Ms. Aria F. Nocturne, a rat from the prestigious and musically gifted Nocturne family, snatched the victory from her rival, one Mr. Eeyus.

"Anybeast but that unfortunate looking cat," a rancid searat sniffed when asked about Ms. Nocturne's victory. "Ms. Nocturne, she's, I mean...just...Jeepers, she's purdy."

"What? Yeah, yeah, I voted her in because she's purdy too," one bartender commented.

"Me too!" shouted a drunken reveler.

"An' me!"

"Arr."

While Mr. Eeyus was not available for comment, Ms.--'scuse me--Mayor Nocturne extended her gratitude to the voters and wished to commend her opponent on his strong campaign.

"Well, it's obvious, isn't it? The better beast won," she said with a grin that could melt the grime off a tramp's rags.

Let us hope Madam Mayor does more to clean up Bully Harbor's filth than just smiling at it. Though, that'd be an awful nice gesture in itself, wouldn't it?

Game Events: Mayoral Meeting Held?

Soggus 20, Yr. 1729, 2:27 pm
It was rumored today that a terribly important and terribly exclusive meeting took place at the Mayoral Mansion in the wee hours of the morning. The speculated guest list consisted of the Ministers and even His Grace the Emperor.

Mayor Atskiya denied any such meeting taking place and was about to tell the Smelt reporters where they could stick their pens when an unknown ferret spokesbeast assured them that Her Excellency was indeed glad for their concern, but the Mayor's office has no comment at this time.

Whether this meeting has anything to do with the mysterious and rather humiliating death of Fogey Sector Commander Jorn Yentz remains to be seen. Whatever the case, it's clear that something is fishy in Bully Harbor.

Besides the usual stench of the Slups, that is.

Game Events: Emperor Recrowns Himself; Chooses New Number. New Mayor Appointed.

Frimary 2, Yr. 1729, 4:12 pm
Our Glorious and Immortal Emperor today decided to entertain himself with a repeat of his coronation ceremony. Nobles from across the Imperium gathered in Amarone to observe. This is the first time in several years that the Immortal Emperor has been recrowned, and follows the sensational events of Dismembre, when the Emperor was discovered to have been taking a short holiday to the seaside.

(In reference to these events, Mr M.C. Beth confirmed to the Smelt that his opera had been a huge success, claiming that only on one night had the character of Lord Ullyanov been pelted with rotten fruit, and that certain Ministry of Misanthropy officials had dealt with the disturbance. He also sent his condolences to Lady Freemont's friends and colleagues, and hoped she would be satisfied with her portrayal.)

At the recoronation ceremony, the Emperor decreed that he had become bored with the number II and from now on wished to be referred to with the number III. The Smelt wishes to be the first to offer its allegiance to our Illustrious Emperor, Ye First, Ye Only, Mar'kan III!

Also announced was that Lord Ullyanov has retired from his position as Mayor of Bully Harbour. The Emperor thanked the Minister of Misanthropy for his service in the role, and announced that the position of Mayor was to be given to Ms Sasha C. Atskiya, in recognition of services rendered to the Imperium during the Blood Leacher Affair.

In other news, a lost Missteross gull arrived in Bully Harbour today, bearing a message that has set a new record by being seven years late! A spokesbeast for the Missteross Poste said he regretted the delay, that the message had been a warning of an impending assassination attempt, but that the intended recipient had unfortunately passed away before it could be delivered.

The gull was unavailable for comment.

Game Events: Everything Is Fine; New Opera Planned

Notempre 18, Yr. 1728, 5:58 am
Government officials have been falling over each other today, reassuring the public that Everything Is Fine. The Keeper of the Imperial Shoe Closet, after having tripped over the Warden of the Imperial Sock Drawer, gave this statement to the Smelt.

"Everything is fine. The Emperor continues to rule as he always has done. He is the First and Only, and is definitely not dead."

Meanwhile, the Smelt notes with interest that the Minister of War, Lady Freemont, has made an unexpected trip to Amarone, arriving back with the Imperial Army, while the Minister of Misanthropy, and Mayor of Bully Harbour, Lord Ullyanov, has been seen addressing crowds in Market Square.

Mr M.C. Beth, current Director of the Imperial Opera House, said that he believed it would all make a fantastic opera, although he was waiting to see if everyone survived before starting casting. However, he did note that the character of Lord Ullyanov would have a scene addressing the crowd with his powerful new composition entitled, 'Don't Cry for Me, Bully Harbour.'