Halifax Maritime Confederation of Survivors (H.M.C.S.)Territory:
Encompassing the former American Military District of Halifax, once the Canadian Atlantic seaboard, the H.M.C.S. controls the Gulf of St. Lawerence. Flag: History:
Annexed by the Americans during the Resource Wars, the Canadian Provinces of New Bruinswick, NOva Scotia, Newfoundland and Labrador, and Prince Edward Island, were organized into the Military District of Halifax and garrisoned by a sizeable contingent of US Marines and other Naval assets. Relatively poor to begin with, and lacking any extensive resources worth exploiting, the initial American occupation was fairly light.
Never ones to be underestimated, the local population managed to become a serious throne in the side of the American occupiers with constant minor attacks and disruptions to local services. In fine local fashion, it often involved alcohol and a good old fashioned punch up. A lot of Marines posted to the area often had mixed feelings about the locals, undecided if they hated them or not.
The Great War largely left the region intact, well, explosion free anyway. The nearest major bombs hit American targets and Ottawa was deliberately blown off the face of the earth, by the Chinese or Americans, no one really knows. Radiation however quickly spread its way around and mutants, wandering without any serious competition, moved north into Nova Scotia and New Bruinswick.
The region might have continued into obscurity had it not been for the parade of tallships that had been present in Halifax Harbour at the time of the Great War. Local factions, including stranded Americans, quickly seized the tallships and any other shipping in the harbour. This would include a damaged Chinese Nuclear submarine that limped into port a few days after the exchange.
Since the Great War, the region has become something of an oddity with much of the initial radiation dropping to liveable levels while at the same time causing mutations that not only have led to creatures such as the Moose becoming even large, and very aggressive, but even local fauna has gotten larger and in some cases, dangerous to humans.
Nominally run out of Halifax, the H.M.C.S. has survived as a seaborne trading power, moving goods on the captured tallships. Largely staying out of any conflict, they have embraced the historic maritime lifestyle of history. They still hate the French, enjoy their booze, trade in "Keiths caps", and love their localized Celtic folk music.
Ties to the British monarchy remain strong, though no one has actually heard from the Royal Family in a long time. The H.M.C.S. is ruled by a Governor General, flies the Royal Canadian Navy ensign, and is fanatically anti-American.Pressing Issues: Rising Neighbours:
Neighbours to the South are growing in power once again and H.M.C.S. is hardly prepared for any sort of major land conflict. Undoubtably able to handle itself on the high seas, the landward defences have long been left to the mutant wildlife and whatever else is out there. The recent trickle of wanderers out to the wastelands have suggested this strategy may not work any longer. Maritime Trade:
The H.M.C.S. has over two dozen vessels plying the oceans that move trade between surviving factions, as well as salvaging those regions that show little human life. The ocean is hostile as all hell now, however, with the creatures of its deep mutating as much as those on land. Canadian Nationalist:
The Great War, and the Resource Wars before that, has left the regions residents hateful of both America and China. Their closest ally is Ronto, the ultra-Nationalist Canadian state to the West and they work together to suppress the French, as much as American, influence in traditional Canadian territory. That hatred does nothing to stop trade of course, caps are caps, no matter who has them. Going A-Viking:
The modern term might be "Nuclear-Privateer", but some sea going Captains, notably those from Newfoundland and Labrador, had taken their Viking roots to heart and now range the oceans raiding civilized neighbours. Well forbidden from flying the Ensign, they, and their cargo, are nonetheless welcome back in Halifax.