Gods And Men 4 [Rp]

[dirtryhary 26]

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The diplomat from the Sincans was looked at with curiosity and awe. The people of the Tower had never seen another race, let alone one that was so fey. Some muttered under their breath but most rejoiced at the thought of foreign contact. They looked formidable so the Red Ajah took a subtle approach, knowing their defenses were being shown off. A large train of men is dispatched from Tar Valon to Illian. At the head of one thousand troops, eighty Aes Sedai mainly of the Red led. They arrived to Illian in quick time, and the army was camped in the plains. The confirmed representative of the Ajah's met the diplomat in Illian's town inn, and there they began to talk. Speaking of one another's ways, culture, and many other things. It soon turned to politics however, as they began to discuss the Sincan raids. The army is there to assure the Sincans they chose wisely in not attacking, and was a show of force. But perhaps that show of force could turn into a show of the beginnings of a cooperative....

 

It showed the Tower would have to make their navy better, and diversify it. Smaller sleek ships are built to keep the coast safe. Ships with large holds are also prioritized, and would be capable of transporting troops or goods.

 

Shai'tan speaks slowly, his voice rasping out.

"I will support this city, and help build it. I ask we agree however that ALL of the swamp not already taken is kept neutral, to ensure no one has too much sway on a city that will be so liable to war."

[Destroyer_Bravo 1054]

The Grand Locust

 

The Locust looks back upon the assembly of divine beings, and simply says one thing: "My creatures would only ruin this city for you, I have no need to live there". The Locust then stares off at the ground for a bit.

 

He first looks at the sector of Tyre that is detached from the main island where his seeding drone yet, however he cannot quite see what had happened on that island (Mod?)

 

He then looks at the progress made on his island, another doubling of his people having occurred. (Mod)
 

He last looks at Tyre itself, and sends out a mental command to all the lesser bugs on the island. The lesser insects suddenly begin migrating en masse to the food stores of Tyre, and begin consuming and nesting in the food, causing most of it to spoil or be consumed. (Mod)

 

After these three things are done, he returns to paying attention to the meeting.

[Angel~ 34]

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The Tyre's patrols would be walking all along the island, especially the food sources until they're all properly taken care of. All the food being harvested while a break through is made in secret, Most if not all of the population has been moved inside the cave(Keeping inside of it secret...), The bugs that try and consume or do anything to the food would be immediately cut down and killed with the sharp pikes and spears or would have a barrage of arrows puncture their bodies with great accuracy given that they ARE under the large tree's. Most of the Tyrensian peoples time are consumed by migrating into the cave, researching greater things military and ways to keep the caves up while another large portion is focused on making farms in the caves, The entrance to the cave has become increasingly more defend-able, large trenches being built in front of large stone walls that have wood roofing connecting to the cave's top portion.

[Heff 2460]

The Guardian grumbles, throwing his pipe aside, his pig waddles off to go take a piss.

"Wha's that supposed t' mean HM!?" He rises, the plants in his hat wilting and his pipe smoking heavily, the various wheat patches growing in his small scruffy beard turning a reddish shade. His face wells up angrily. Slamming his hairy fist upon the table, getting up on his massive scruffy feet, so he is eye level with Simhotep. The pig returns, it visibly gets angry as well, horns growing from its head... it becomes an angry Hill Boar. "Atleas' my halflins aren' dying n' stabbing eachother! Like ye... ye... Barbarians!"

[Destroyer_Bravo 1054]

((I just feel like noting you're hitting flies with swords))

[hellfiazz 879]

Sinhotep

 

Sinhotep responds, laughing:

 

"I can assure you that my children aren't dying at the hands of the islanders. But like I say, Harvest-man, I have no qualm with you or your people."

[Heff 2460]

The Winter Spirit, formerly the Harvest Guardian, stomps up and down the table, a cold wind blowing all around, the plants on his body dying. "I-I-" he looks around at all the strange gods. His eyes settling on the scary pale elf goddess. "I overreacted." He shrinks back down to his jolly old self, taking a smoke from his pipe as he sits down.

[Angel~ 34]

(Alright, since I guess you can control small bugs....T-T....I suppose my guys just try and save all the un-infested plants and burn the ones safely that have been infested....Kinda annoying buh okee TwT)

[Stephensj 327]

Event: South East Islands

 

The seeder drone would have landed on the small island, hiding away in a small cave. Here he would lay eggs, away from prying eyes. The small hive develops in secret. Meanwhile, on the main bug island, the population doubles, reaching the hundreds. Due to many of the insects not used to underground, many of them die quickly, the food stores remaining mostly intact. On Tyre, much of the island, now untended for, begins to grow vegetation. Previously hunted animals now become more feral, populating this vegetation

 

Volkhardt

 

He would stare at the small man strangley, slumping back in his throne. "I agree on the part of the swamp remaining neutral, what about the rest of you?"

 

1st Grand Fleet

The 5 ships around the Nythian port are met with 5 more warships from Ruhenheim. When all is prepared, they begin to move East. They sail close the coast to their North, coming well within eye sight [dirtyhary's land]. They then move out into open water, observing ships in the distance. The come upon the island of Tyre. Quite interested, they stop off the coast of Tyre, simply sitting there, in clear view of all.

[Angel~ 34]

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The Tyrensian people while focusing mainly on their building are quick to spot the landing parties of the grand fleet and are quick to meet them on the shores, wielding long iron pikes, well made, a couple of hold normal halberds or spears with shields, The landing party slowly comes out from the slowly growing vegetation showing no intention of attacking as they stare up  at the massive ships in awe before the leader of the part requests to talk with the leader of the fleet.

 

Meanwhile~:

 

Minisa slowly looks over to The god of fire weakly nodding "I have no reason to try and do anything with the dangerous swamp lands, My people are now trying to adapt once more to their change in....surroundings" 

[Stephensj 327]

Captain Heine

 

A small boat would transport a man and about 20 warriors onto the coast. A well dressed man with long, golden hair would step off, looking at the people. "Greetings, I am Captain Heine, commander of the Grand Fleet of the Kingdom of Honisberg. We come from far away, inland of the western coast. My ruler, Konig Heinrich, has sent us here to explore the east."

[Angel~ 34]

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The landing party leader gives a happy smile "Its so happy to not see a raiding party...What intentions do you have on coming here?" The man questions, adjusting the iron helmet, the rest of the landing party give a happy sigh before forming a square to look a bit more....well army like as they all look at the Captain in curiosity.

[Heff 2460]

The Harvest Guardian moves to talk with the desert God, "Do ye think ye can raise moun'ains around me Dale?"

[Stephensj 327]

Volkhardt

 

He'd shift in his throne, his gaze resting upon the Harvest Guardian and Sinhotep.

 

Captain Heine

 

He looks at the party leader for a moment before speaking. "Trade, Alliances, whatever the Konig fancies. If you are interested, we could perhaps take a diplomat or your  leader back with us to speak with him, or maybe in the future he might deem a trip here worth while."

[Angel~ 34]

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The landing party leader nods to himself thinking it over before walking over to the group mumbling to them as they talk among themselves before one of the men with the least amount of armor and weapons run back towards the cave, After wards the leader looks back to the Captain "Give us a minute while we request for a leader..." he says. After about what seems an hour the vegetation behind them shake before another group of soldiers comes forth from the jungle, These soldiers look much more refined and well trained while they also have newer and more colorful armor, Red markings all along their armor. Their iron boots making deep imprints in the sand before they come to a standing halt aside the less trained soldiers a clear change in how they look. The Royal looking group slowly seperates revealing a female, their queen dressed in her normal attire(What the Goddess actually wears, her blood line basically looks just like the Goddess), She does a small bow before looking over the ships curiously before looking back at the Captain "I will go but I request I bring my best officers with me, I hope you would under stand..." She says the soldiers closest to her stay ready, deadly staring out infront of them, spears and shorts swords along with shields in their hands(Shortsword is sheathed) she thinks before adding something on "We do need more protection from the raiding parties that have been terrorizing my people for quite some time..." she says in a grave voice..