Elder Scrolls: Shattered Era RP Thread

[israel zealot 1]

Hey im gonna have to do a bare bone one because im gonna be busy for awhile but depending when the next mod comes up ill do a well thoughtout one 

4ap into training with the steel for the hunt 

[adamc2000 1385]

Khalastine

Hamzah would furrows his brows, “HOW CAN 100 MEN JUST DISAPPEAR!?” Uthaman would reply “i do not know sir, but i have found out that this dagger is a dwemer, both in composition and make, the scholar who told me this is Aryvam.” Hamzah would be angered by this report, “very well if these criminals can take 100 men then they have another thing coming, I want scouts to find their hideout make sure they take Master haruun to help them, i want him to make the scouts not even the slightest detected and if they do find them then i want him to get the scouts back home by any means necessary.” Hamzah would shout as he slams his fist on the table, “what's the report on the men are they trained well?” he ask in a calmer tone, “Yes my Sultan, they are as if they are elite soldier, i beleive your order on making steel weaponry and armor is in making.”  Uthaman says, “Good, we will hold off on sending men to Al-Shams until we get this problem fixes,give Aryvam 100 gold piece and tell him i want him to stay i going to need his help on finding out where the dagger came from.” Hamzah would rise and walks to the balcony, “so they think they have the strength to take 100 men, we will see what i have plans for them.” he mutters under his breath.

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(1AP) Start production on steel weaponry and armor as well as bows for the army to keep on them.

 

[2 AP] Send 20 Scouts with the Mage Master Haruun to find the bandits hideout and return home immediately while they are searching Master Haruun will keep them invisible and even after they find it, and if they are detected they are to ride home as fast as they can, their mission is to find how where they are, how many are there, and how well equipped are they, as well as defenses.

 

(1 AP) train the 2000 troops-

1500 to be trained in the janissaries technique and become janissaries

400 are to be trained to be elite archer

600 are to be trained to be Sipahi horsemen

( all this training should be done by 1 more post/ 1/2 years.)

[2 post have passed]

 

[ibraheemc2000 2965]

 

 

 

 

Al-Sham

Ibraheem would sit in the room talking with his friends, suddenly a guard enters the room “Some men of falkrith have arrived My Sultan.” the guard states “Falkrith? I wonder what this is about.” he signals the guard to let them in, they guard enters with the man and the man begins to say “Your men have recently came into my borders, and began disturbing the peace, singing your praises. While I personally have no doubt of your greatness, they do disturb the peace of my county, and would prefer in the future that you do not send such people where they are not welcome, With regards, Bur-Deese Canisifon.” Ibraheem would look plainly at the man “Where is my Men.” he asks “Arrested.” the messenger replys “Well then, Tell this Bur-Deese Canisifon that I ask for these men to be returned safely  back to my country, I Do not appreciate not having a kind gesture to bring them back while you come with a message, if you have brought them back with the message i would have taken this as a act of good faith, But not returning my men…” he pauses as he rises to his feet putting his hands on the table “IS A INSULT AND SEEMS TO ME YOU WANT TO SEND A MESSAGE!” he unsheaths a dagger stabbing it into the table “If i don't see My men home safely then this is a act against not only my country but to me as well, If i had men come into my country spreading word of your nation i would have sent them back with a kind message but not arrest them...Make sure i see them home.” he says the man seeming to be scared shitless “Tell Him that He can do whatever he pleases but if he thinks he can arrest my men with them not having known of your laws and you having the nerve to send me a message of this way and keep them imprisoned then no i do not tolerate Unjust actions.” he waves his hand in dismissal “You may rest and take your time eat from what you wish, I will not be unjust like those whom sent you.” he says with a sigh looking to a guard “Give this man a horse and 100 gold coins and things he will need for his trip back home.” he gives off the order sending the man with the message off “Now to the topic of the young farmers who don't have a clue on what they are doing, Train the farmers to do their jobs  better then any normal farmer.” ibraheem says Also send a Letter to Rihad I already written out the letter “To Rihad King Nisib Saorgba, I Have heard rumors that you and your country is still having a bad stroke of luck, I wish to help but I ask your nation becomes citizens of Al-Sham, you will help your people in my council and have words and suggestions on the entire nation of al-shams with me being the sultan of course, I know that most nations would just charge a army and take over another nation but i am not like that, I can do it but I Want to do it peacefully, I want to help you and your nation, I am sending some more food and money to hand out to your people but i beg you to Join Al-Shams, I will make sure you have a position in my counsel and we can unite hammerfell, Peace be to you From Sultan Ibraheem al-assad Sultan of Al-Shams, high commander of the Saber cats of Al-Shams, protector of the weak and poor.” he hands the paper to the messenger and send him off with the 150 escorts a band to play music, food, a money.

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(0AP) Send the falkrith messenger back with my response and request of my men back home

(3AP) train the farmers

(1Ap) Send a diplomate to Rihad with 150 escorts, a band to bring hopes to the people of Rihad and give the people of Rihad food and gold coins to help them in the hard times, the diplomat will give the letter that ask for them to join al-shams(not a alliance i mean them becoming apart of my nation...that was confused last post)

[DoomedDM 20]

County of Evermore

Location: Farrun, hill close to the city.

In the bushes on top of a hill close to the city of Farrun Commander Farsighted observed what was happening here.

As he could see it the city was already being held under siege by the forces of Jehenna.

Seeing this the commander smiled evilly and thought to himself.

This could be a great opportunity, they would let both forces fight and kill each other reducing their numbers and then they would come in to save the day.

With this they could easily occupy the province showing themselves to be the saviors of the people and then once the army of Jehenna had been taken out they could easily march there and take the province for themselves.

Yes this was a great oppertunity, he needed to inform his lord Uther immediately who Farsight knew would see the opportunity in this.

Yes this would be the perfect oppertunity to take 2 provinces in one go, this would really go and help with the uniting of High Rock since if they could take out the two provinces and need less resources to keep them occupied the could easier go and take over Wayrest and from there it would just be a process of snowballing and then their goal would be achieved.

He thanked Aktosh for the opportunity given to them at this exact time and he started to slowly sneak back to his encampment.

They would stay hidden for now waiting for the perfect opportunity to come in and save the day.
Yes this would be a great opportunity and he would please his lord.

 

Location: Evermore, farming fields

Uther, count of Evermore and if all goes correct future king of High Rock was inspecting the fields until a bird started to approach him.

He knew that bird, that bird was from Commander Farsight who was on a campaign to take over Farrun.

He stroked the bird and gave it some food before taking the letter from it's paw and whilst initially worried about the news Uther began to smile maliciously as he read what was on the letter.

Yes this would all turn out well.

He then took off on his horse back to the city and he thought about how he would go and make sure he made the most out of this opportunity.

Yet he knew that most of the preparation for the original battle had still not been used and it could still be used in the coming battle, the only thing he needed was to make some siege weaponry in case they were not welcomed as saviors.

Even then, he had enough resources left for a little project that would have wanted to start at a certain time anyway.

This was the perfect time to begin with starting his little plan.

But then he corrected himself it was not yet time to fully implement it but he could start.

It was time for the library to be restored and for people to have access to all the knowledge they need and maybe to add some more books to it.

 

Actions

3 ap is spent preparing for the coming battle (I take the previous 3 ap I spent into battle also into account as they haven't been used)

The plan is for the army to wait until Jehena finally starts the final assault and when they were at their most vulnerable he would strike with all mages present(2 experts and 4 adepts) and save the day.

This would most likely be when some of the forces are already inside the city but a large force is still outside and then they would come from the closest area to the city where they could hide and charge the enemy with the full force of 1250 men.

Then the troops would come in and occupy the city under the guise of being their saviors and silently take out the original leader of Farrun whilst also quickly rallying up any enemies and giving food and other help to the city once it is taken over and make good relations with the people.

0 ap is spent making ladders  to finish the siege if needed.

1 ap is spent restoring the old library 

 

 

Population: 10800

Military: 1750

[Soviet Red 11]

The Golden Dominion

 

Current Assets & AP Accumulation

 

Population: 9,900

Army: 1,000

White Script: 200 - 2 N, 1 Ap

 

Farms

Walls Fully Repaired (3 AP Total - Completed)

Corundum Mine (2 AP Total)

Forge & Barracks

Magic Hall w/ Vault

Sanctuary/White Script HQ

 

Mages

5 Masters

4 Experts

8 Adepts

11 Apprentices

2 Novices

 

---------------RP Section-----------------

 

High Priest and Master of the Sanctuary, Telion stood in the courtyard looking over the 200 new White Script recruits. Devotees, Warriors, Hunters, and a few Mages have all chosen to join the White Script. A far larger number than Telion had expected. Though most were Devotees and Worshippers of Auri-El and didn’t particularly show much talent, all were equally important to the Script.

 

“I would like to thank you all, on behalf of Alinor..on behalf of Summerset when she is once again united. You two hundred souls have offered to devote your time, effort, blood and lives to this Sanctuary and what it stands for. So that there is no confusion for anyone in or outside of the Sanctuary let me make our goals clear.”

 

“We exist to fight dark creatures and enemies whom would seek our total annihilation. To preserve and spread Auri-El’s influence wherever we may reach. To find and secure items of Magical Power, so that we and the Mage’s Guild can keep them safe and out of the hands of those not disciplined to use their power.”

 

“That is our purpose, in times of peace however. We watch over all that we have accomplished, to maintain that peace as best we can and to ensure the health and safety of the Summerset Isles. While you may be talented individuals, training and discipline is needed for the task ahead. So for the next year we will begin training you all and commissioning expeditions into the wilds of Alinor and perhaps Sunhold in search of ruins, items of magic, and possible enemies of the realm. May Auri-El’s light guide you all, and be ever vigilant of the darkness.”

 

The Dominion of Alinor would continue it’s work on the Sanctuary, though much more discrete and low profiled. The Black Script Headquarters begins construction beneath the Sanctuary. Rooms, Armory, Forge, Master Rooms, Interrogation/torture chambers.

 

Men and Women of Martial Talent train alongside the 1,000 Soldiers of the Dominion.

Heavy Dominion Soldier, Light Dominion Soldier, Dominion Battle Mage, Dominion Officer (Left to Right Respectively)

 

Dominion Army - 1,000

Front line Soldiers/Melee - 500

Archers/Ranged - 250

Cavalry/Melee - 250

 

White Script Forces 200 - 125 Capable combatants

75 Soldiers

25 Hunters

25 Agents

 

----Dominion Edicts----

 

The Dominion Army and some of the White Script’s more Combatant Members work together to further their combat skills and tactics (2 AP)

 

Work continues in the Sanctuary beginning to construct the Black Script HQ (2 AP)

[MothMaul 1]

Aether-Wave Pirates

 

Tasius stood at the front of the Omen-Hawk, waiting for the okay from Milhye, Ra’Bhidar, and the men captiaining the warships to launch. The sun was already half below the horizon. Soon  the fleets were sailing, with the sun setting at their back. The men were on edge, waiting for the Topal Island, and the Soulrest ships to be in sight. Before long, both were, and the men were scrambling for last minute checks.

 

The battle begun just as the sky turned it’s darkest. The Khajiit sailors and Soldiers could see fine, thanks to their natural night vision, and the mages without it granted themselves night vision as well.

 

Tasius signaled each mage, and each prepared the strongest spell they could.

 

The attack begun. Lightning leapt from Tasius’s fingers, and quickly shot over the ocean, striking one of the Soulrest ships. Similar bolts shot from another mage, while fire and ice shot from the other two. Before long, the mages were bombarding the ships, while the Soulrest ships charged, hoping to reach the ships before being totally destroyed.

 

Drawing them further into the bay, the ships failed to notice the two pirate ships closing in from behind, having split away earlier, and keeping a close eye out for the bolts.

 

While the mages focused on the other ships, the two pirate ships came behind the furthest back warships, and boarded it. The sudden attack from the two ships easily overcame the warship’s crew, and the pirates claimed the ship for themselves.

 

With every ship now sunk or captured, Tasius and the fleet made its way to Soulrest, to dock…

 

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Sonya was sitting in camp, cleaning her boots when the Dagi padded up to her. Sonya looked up. “Is it time?” The Dagi nodded, and she pulled her boots on, silently gesturing to the others in the camp. The group quietly got around, some being awoken, others pulling themselves up from the fire. The alcohol had been finished a few days prior, the timing probably part of Tasius’s plan.

 

Before long, the entire camp was ready, and had moved to the edge of the island. Searching the coastline for the Soulrest ships, the pirate pushed their small rafts and boats into the water, and began the process of reaching Soulrest’s shores.

 

After an hour or so of the slow sailing, they set upon the beach, and Sonya gestured to one of the bigger Khajiit, signaling he was in charge of the assault group. He nodded, and lead most of the men off to find the gates. Sonya, meanwhile, had a mage lead the group to the catacombs.

 

Once inside, it took almost an hour to reach the exit nearest the Count’s house.

 

The group gathered outside the entrance, listening to the sounds of the battle raging at the gates. Sounds had also come from the docks; apparently Tasius and the ships had landed, and were causing their own chaos.

 

The soldiers made their way inside the house, and took out the few guards still inside, before finally coming across the Count. The mages silence him before he can call for help, and Sonya approaches.

 

“Count Fiv’Dellir. I’m here to offer you an alternative. Either tell your men to stand down, or my men and I break you into pieces, and this battle rages on until we come out on top.”

 

Count Fiv’Dellir sits for several seconds quietly. “Very well. I don’t really have a choice now, do I?”

 

The Count is escorted by the group, until a group of his own soldiers is found. He then tells each of them to make their way to each battle, and to tell the Soulrest soldiers to stand down.

 

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After another hour, the battles have died down in the city, and Tasius and Count Fiv’Dellir meet in the Count’s house for negotiations.

 

Tasius nods to the Count, when he enters the room. “Count Fiv’Dellir. This was a meeting that we should’ve made far sooner.”

 

Count Fiv’Dellir scowls. “Well, what is it then? What do you plan to do with me, and my people? With Soulrest?”

 

Tasius sits down across from Count Fiv’Dellir, and nods. “Straight to the point. Fine. Soulrest and all of its territories will now be under Aether-Wave control, which means I’m in charge.”

 

Count Fiv’Dellir sighs. “Taking what you want by force. I’m not surprised. That’s all you pirates seem to do.”

 

Tasius shakes his head. “This could have been avoided, had you met with our representative when he was first sent. You could have kept your land, and we could have peacefully let thing continue as they were.”

 

Count Fiv’Dellir snorts. “As if. You pirates only know how to take. I guarantee it. I’ll sit here, and watch the city I worked so hard to build fall apart around me, as you continue to take from it.”

 

Tasius sighs. “And I’ll happily prove you wrong, Count. Or, Ex-Count, as it were. I hereby strip you of your titles, and your possessions. You will be a prisoner of war for the rest of your life, with your previous home acting as your prison. You will spend the rest of your days here, under watch. Your servants will be replaced by those loyal to me. Do you understand?”

 

Fiv’Dellir nods slowly. “Yes. And no. I understand what you’re saying, but I do not know why.”

 

Tasius stands, and moves to the door. “Between you and me, I am not cruel. The people of Senchal like me, even though I was, and still am, a pirate. I try to be reasonable. Your people like you. If you’re treated well, your people will be calm. If you’re treated poorly, your people will retaliate. By keeping your safe and happy, your people will be safe and happy.”

 

Tasius leaves the room, and Fiv’Dellir leaves shortly after. The two make the announcement to the people of Soulrest together.

 

(List below is updated for Soulrest Resources;)

 

Resources

• Senchal
  • Shipyard
  • Moon Sugar
    • Farms
    • Skooma Production
  • Farms
  • Mines
    • Corundum
• Soulrest
  • Shipyard
  • Hist Sanctuary
  • Farms
  • City Walls (Require Repairs)
• Military
  • Army
    • Basic Soldiers: 850
      • Steel Armor
      • Steel Weapons
• Navy
  • Pirate Ships: 3
    • Omen Hawk (Ra’Bhidar)
    • Broken Wolf (Sonya Frostheart)
    • Scorched Eel (Milhye)
  • Warships: 7
• Mages
  • Masters: 2
    • Tasius Titanox
    • Ko'Khatherra
  • Experts: 3
  • Adepts: 4
  • Apprentices: 5
  • Novices: 5

 

Actions

 

(3 AP) Time is spent solidifying control in Soulrest. Citizens are not to be mistreated. Soulrest guards are to be temporarily relieved of duty, and Senchal military is to handle the day-to-day until a new Soulrest guard can be established under someone loyal to Tasius.

 

(1 AP) Trade Ships are constructed.

[Lsuvsfar 255]

Hegathe

The five grand mages of Hammerfell sat gathered around in the Mage’s college, looking down at a great many scrolls and books.

 

“There has to be something in here,” muttered one of them.

 

“Yes, of course. It has to be magic, but then why don’t we know of it?” asked another.

 

“Well,” Anton said as he addressed the other four “it’s time we figure that out. For too long, the pirates have killed using their magic. Now, we strike back. All resources have been funneled into our research to figure this out.”

 

The other four mages looked around and then nodded.

 

“The two novices new to the college shall do what they can to aid us as well, hopefully learning something along the way,” Anton continued, "If we can figure out the secrets behind this magic, we would undoubtedly become the greatest mage’s college to have ever existed.”

 

With those final few words, the seven mages of the college dove deep into their work to try and figure out the secrets behind the suspected pirate’s ocean magic.

 

AP:

4 AP Hegathe would continue to press into the matter of the sinking ships examining the magic aspects and attempting to discover what kind of magic is being used and, if possible how they could use it as well or combat it.

[Vilebranch 410]

Jerallian High Chiefdom

 

 

Assets:

Silver/Corundum Mine, City Walls, Slavepits, Temple of Malacath, Forge, Pale Pass, Barracks

Population: 7,400

Mages: 1 Expert, 3 Adept, 5 Novice

Military: 1,400

 

The General slammed his fist upon the table, a nasty scar crossing over his right eye. He had only just arrived from the Niben. For whatever reason, they Empire seemed to lose their wits; throwing rocks at the walls and the like. So, General Baznog took what remained of his troops and withdrew back to Bruma. Orcs are a stalwart people, but when the odds are stacked against you twenty to one, there's not much you can do. "Those nords won't see what hits 'em! We should attack now, while we still have an element of surprise!"

 

Lurbug shook his head, discontent with the General's words. "You'll bring us to destruction, Baznog! We're not fit to war, we've narrowly escaped a war which we haven't even started ourselves!"

 

Baznog fixed his eyes on Lurbug, rage showing through his one good eye as he stared him down. "Narrowly?! Do you doubt we couldn't have taken those godless Argonians if the Empire weren't so foolish? We are Orcs, not craven Imperials!"

 

Mazat turned away from the castle window, he had allowed the two to bicker for long enough and he wouldn't have Orcs fighting among themselves. "Enough! I won't have you two ruining my mood. I'm in the mood to battle and that's what we'll do. However so, This fight hinges on Helgen. If we can take that, the battle is over. Baznog, send scouts to check on it's status, yeah?"

 

Chiefdom Edicts:

 

1 AP: Soldiers continue to be trained for warfare.

 

1 AP: A scout is sent across the border to check on the status of Helgen.

 

2 AP: Soldiers are outfitted with newly forged Steel equipment.

 

[MTVSHBG 10]

Morning Star - Mid Year

 

United Solstheim Clan

 

Locations: Solstheim

 

Population: 5110

 

Military: 1450

 

The Military continues training. They show extreme capabilities in combat situations.

 

The Golden Dominion

 

Locations: Alinor

 

Population: 10900

 

Military: 1000

 

Tactics and combat training are furthered by having several mock battles.

 

Work begins on the Black Script Headquarters, but construction of the facilities are not quite finished before Mid Year’s end.

 

Hegathe

 

Locations: Hegathe

 

Population: 9100

 

Military: 1460

 

After researching for long periods of time, the mages can finally report they understand how the pirates may be manipulating the ocean, if not how to replicate it themselves. With the knowledge they have, they can at least prevent the ocean from attacking them in the future. (1 Adept or Higher per ship)

 

Khalastine

 

Locations: Skaven

 

Population: 8000

 

Military: 1870

 

Training, now involving the new steel equipment, continues.

 

The scouts and the Mage Master do their best, but due to the overall dependence on Master Haruun’s magic, the scouts stop frequently to allow him to rest. Due to the large area they are forced to cover, this slows the search considerably.

 

However, the scouts do report a moderate amount of success. Though they fail to find the actual hideout, they find a region where foot traffic is rather high, despite it being fairly far from major roads.

 

 

Al-Sham

 

Locations: Elinhir

 

Population: 10900

 

Military: 960

 

The first messenger leaves, and a few months later, a second message arrives; also from Falkreath. The message is both a package and a message.

 

To Sultan Ibraheem of Elinhir;

 

Once more I write to you, in regards to the men that were arrested, after crossing my borders and disturbing the peace. Your blatant disregard for simple courtesy has sealed the fate of these men. With this letter, you should receive several coffins as well. These coffins contain the bodies of your men. Had you simply apologized for your men trespassing where they were unwanted, and unannounced, you would not need bury the bodies of several sons, husbands, and fathers. Instead, your threats will be met in kind. You and your men may come; my borders will be ready.

 

Bur-Deese Canisifon, Proud Defender of her People.

 

True to her word, Bur-Desse Canisifon has delivered the bodies of the men sent to Falkreath, in coffins.

 

The farmers begin training, and show above-average capabilities in most situations now.

 

The people once more, are reported to be listening, but do nothing to act on what they hear once more. King Rihad sent a letter back to Sultan Ibraheem, with the group.

 

To Sultan Ibraheem,

 

While I appreciate your attempts to brighten the days of my people, as well as the coin and food, I must ask you cease. The people of Rihad are my people, and as I have said before, if I cannot lead my people through these dark times myself, and come out better for it, then I am in no position to lead. Continuing your excursions into my county will lead to negative relations between both of us, and I would prefer that to not happen.

 

With regards, King Nisib Saorgba

 

Crescent Empire

 

Locations: Imperial City

 

Population: 9675

 

Military: 750

 

WITHDREW FROM THE GAME (If incorrect, please contact me ASAP)

 

Jerallian High Chiefdom

 

Locations: Bruma

 

Population: 8150

 

Military: 1400

 

Soldiers continue to train.

 

The scout sent to Helgen reports than Helgen appears to be the current capital of Falkreath, as opposed to the actual town of Falkreath.

 

The military receives Steel Equipment.

 

County of Evermor

 

Locations: Evermor

 

Population: 12880

 

Military: 1750

 

When the army crosses the hill once more, they would be horrified to find the battle field - and the town of Farrun - in flames, with no survivors in sight. Settled above the gates of Farrun is a dragon. Seeing the army, is lets out a roar, and several more dragons arise from within the cities walls. The dragons charge the army, and most of the men break ranks, fleeing back towards Evermor. One soldier can be heard screaming “Dragons!? I didn’t sign up for no ******* dragons!”

 

Thankfully, no Evermoran lives were lost during the dragons attack, but any attempts to take the city of Farrun will now need to account for dragons.

 

Refugees who survived the attack on the city slowly begin pouring into Evermor.

 

Meanwhile, back in Evermor, work begins on rebuilding the library.

 

Aether-Wave Pirates

 

Locations: Senchal

 

Population: 15600

 

Military: 850

 

The time and effort put forward solidifying control pay off. A minor rebellion is turned in (by a Soulrest citizen, no less.) and before long, the day-to-day of the city is back to normal. The guards are reestablished, under the leadership of Daro’Mla, one of the Agents sent from Senchal.

 

The trade ships are constructed as well, making use of both Senchal’s and Soulrests shipyards. Due to the unrest in Soulrest prior to the reestablishment of the guard, less work was finished at Soulrest’s shipyards, as compared to Senchals. Even so, four trade ships are ready for use. (+4 Trade Ships)

 

Ivydale Monarchy

 

Locations: Haven

 

Population: 6400

 

Military: 1090

 

WITHDREW FROM THE GAME (If incorrect, please contact me ASAP)

 

Markarth Hold

 

Locations: Markarth

 

Population: 7585

 

Military: 500

 

The attempted investigation of the Ruins proves to be… taxing. Entering the ruins of Nchuand-Zel, through the tunnels mined before the World Shatter, the group is attacked by a group of falmer. Half the group retreats back to the safety of the Understone keep, while the remaining halves screams chase the survivors out. (-10 Population)

 

Following the main roads out of Markath Hold, the messengers report varying levels of success.

 

The messenger sent to Falkreath reports the hold is under leadership of one Bur-Deese Canisifon, an argonian.

 

The messengers sent to all other holds report being stopped at the border of Whiterun hold, and refused access.

 

Attempts to contact the forsworn partially fail. On the one hand, contacting separate groups is one thing. On the other, contacting a distinct leader is another entirely. The most amicable forsworn group found, agrees to send a message along to the current leader of the forsworn. Most other groups slaughter the messenger as they approach the camp. (-5 Population)

 

Order of the Enigma

 

Locations: Woodhearth

 

Population: 5000

 

Military: 500

[ibraheemc2000 2965]

 

Al-Sham

Ibraheem would bury his men’s bodies the city mourns them but wait for ibraheem to speak. There is a Funeral band to play for fallen soliders, he finishes burying the men’s bodies,  and walks to  a stand, the entire city seemed to be gathered all focused on ibraheem “As you know I sent Men to falkreath to spread the word of our country, and to see how the leader of falkreath would react.” he pauses looking around “My People They made our Men Martyrs! They sent to me a message of threat about our brave men, I asked in return for them to be sent back safely and i do not appreciate the disrespect! And now i have their bodies.” he looks down at the graves the crowd began to demand blood of falkreath with shouts of “KILL THEM! BURN FALKREATH!” ibraheem would then raise his hand for them all to silence lifting his head and signaling a guard with his other hand, A moment later the guards would bring the falkreath messenger “Falkreath think they can murder our messengers.” he says unsheathing a dagger “They want us to War them!” he moves to the messenger “I only asked for my men to come home safely! And they could not have the honour or the respect to send them back home alive!” he then makes a swift movement cutting the binds of the messenger “I am not barbaric Like their Leader! This man may be my enemy but he did not order the crime of our men’s death!” the crowd would become silent “Oh my people I am going to respond to this, but we will do it correctly, not in a head of rage.” he turns his head to the messenger, the messenger’s eyes filled with fear, shock, and relief “I do not assume the people of falkreath Want a war, Nor did they want to kill my Men. I ask that you tell your leader In Front of your entire town that Leaders Who Murder Messengers, Those who only did what told, Would murder their own people for what? I am not murdering your messengers am i? I only requested that my men to be allowed to come home same and sound, Not harmed and for them to next time please be kind and send them back, There was no gain in murdering My men, What gain was there? To murder innocent men and declare war upon a nation for simply sending information on their nabor? If they would murder men who wanted to be friends, What keeps their own people safe?” he shakes his head “please spread that word to your people, and be safe i don't want you to get murdered by your leader.” the messenger would nod in agreement with a smile “You are indeed not a barbaric like my leader makes you seem...i see your view.” ibraheem looks to the Crowd “ Oh my people, We will not lead our armies to them, But we Will not forget this act of war, I Promise you these men will not die in vain, I will avenge them but In a way that will honour them, we will prove them we aren't barbaric as they are, But i assure you with their act of war Against our nation, that any invader in our land will suffer.” he says moving off, the people happy that their leader has a plan and puts their faith in that, the messenger is taken with ibraheem and put into a room “I am sorry our two countries are at war and that your leader could not see the light of things, let your people know i'm not here for war, i'm here for peace and even i don't kill messengers, tell your leader that i will not forget this murder, but unlike Her i won't act unjustly against those who are messengers.” he lets the messenger ride of with his escorts home to deliver his message. He then works on matters of the estate sending some farmers off to make new farms and such and also set up a horse stable

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(2AP) Make new farms

(2AP) Make a Horse Stable

(0AP) Send the falkreath messenger home to inform it’s people of my view on the matter and to inform the leader of the murder will not be forgotten and that even i don't kill messengers

[adamc2000 1385]

 

Khalastine

Hamzah would look on the map where his scouts reported, “This is good continue your search, get food and rest before you go but most importantly when you find there camp see if they have prisoners.” Hamzah would say as the scouts nod and leave, Uthaman would speak, “My Sultan the Army is fully trained and is all equipped with steel armor and weapons.” Hamzah would smile “Good but i want to tell you something.” he gesture the guard to show the tailor in “What you think?” Hamzah would ask, Uthaman eyes would be in shock “What is this My sultan?” Uthaman would ask, “I had a dream Uthaman i was a bird and flew all over Hammerfell and seen this flag in many areas, but I was standing in front of a crowded in the city as my people sang this in  celebration as hammerfell united in a alliance, i woke up in tears and i believe it is a sign from the gods, so this is now our Banner.” he walks to the city square  Uthaman and Saeed would smile as well as the people, Hamzah would gesture the group to sing as they holster the flag on the pole, “I want this flag holster in this city, Verkath city, and cliff keep the song is now our nation anthem.” Hamzah would say as he turn his head to his friends, “I want guys to meet someone.” Hamzah would say with a grin they then walk to the Palace, a women would come out and would smile, “Meet my beloved betrothed Jannah, we should have betrothed 5 years ago but due to the war we Had to Gain Independence from that regime, i didn't get to now it's time to properly marry.” Hamzah would say with a grin “I want the town to know and to celebrate, our wedding will be in the summer so in a week before the wedding we shall have a whole week to feast until my wedding so, invite the leaders to come to the wedding but send 120 men to as escorts.” he says handing Uthaman the letters “we have a two whole month before the wedding to prepare the feast so do so please Saeed you're in charge My friend.” he says with a war smile, “come my love, let's go inside.” “Dear leaders, I am Leader of Khalastine Hamzah Abdullah and i invite you to my wedding in good faith it's in the summer so please come, you may bring escorts up to 300 men, we are having the wedding in Skaven, Peace be to you all.”

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(0AP) Change the banner and officially make the song the national Anthem

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=857L8MJPMSE

 

1 [AP] Continue the search for bandit hideout and see if they have the missing people.

 

1 [AP] Send Messengers with 120 to Rihad, Taneth, DragonStar, Gilane, Sentinel, Hegathe and Al-Shams leaders inviting the to the wedding.

 

2 [Ap] prepare the feast for the people a 2 month before the wedding so people can a week long feast before the wedding.

[MothMaul 1]

Aether-Wave Pirates

 

Tasius demanded that he be there when Daro’Mla and the new guards made the arrest of the rebellion. It was small, but it still showed a level of unrest within the city.

 

Daro’Mla, and several of the guards descend into the catacombs, along with Tasius. It’s dark inside, and Tasius grants himself night vision. Three of the guards are Khajiit, though the rest are Argonian. They squint into the darkness, hoping to make out something in the darkness.

 

With a cry, one of the rebels leaps from the shadows at an Argonian guard. Tasius blasts him with a burst of cold, and he freezes in place. One of the Argonian guard drags him outside, and the others continue onwards.

 

After several minutes of nothing, they finally stumble on a door with light underneath. Tasius clears himself of Night Vision, and Daro’Mla opens the door. The Argonians guard rush in, and the sounds of combat quickly fill the void of silence in the catacombs. The Khajiit rush in, with Daro’Mla at the front. Tasius enters last, and helps where he can, letting the guards do most of the work. After several minutes, the fighting is over, and most of the rebels lie dead, or unconscious.

 

The unconscious rebels are dragged out one by one. When they awake, they're all tied up on the ground outside. Tasius steps forwards, and places his hand on the head of the first rebel. “Which of your is in charge?”

 

The rebel spits at him, and Tasius responds with a burst of magic, and the rebel slumps forwards. After three more attempts, one of them spills it. “That one, at the end. The Argonian with the scale-rash around his eyes!”

 

Tasius steps away from the rebel, and over to the leader. “So you’re in charge, huh?”

 

The Argonian stays silent, glaring at the one who talked.

 

Tasius shrugs. “That’s fine. We can do it that way too.” With a pair of magic bursts, the Argonian slumps forward, and then looks up to Tasius. “What do you want to know?”

 

Tasius nods. “Is this the only rebel cell in the city?”

 

The Argonian nods. “Yes, to my knowledge.”

 

Tasius thinks for a moment. “And why did you decide to rebel?”

 

The Argonian’s eyes mist for a moment. “During the attack, your men killed a specific guard. He was my husband.”

 

Tasius thought, and nodded solemnly. “I’m sorry to hear that. You have my condolences.” He nods to the guard, who pulls the Argonian to his feet. “Listen. My men, despite what happened, have no desire to harm anyone else in this city. We want the transition to go as painlessly as possible for everyone.”

 

The Argonian nods. “That’s… nice.”

 

Tasius nods. “You’ll find that it’s not as hard as you’d expect for a pirate to be wrong.” Tasius turns to the guard. “Send them to the mine. Though they are prisoners, they should not be mistreated. They’re people first, prisoners second.”

 

The guards nod, and begin dragging the prisoners away. Tasius nods to the rebels who fell to the ground, who are starting to stir. “Take them as well.” The guards looked shocked. “Sir… didn’t you kill them?”

 

Tasius shakes his head. “Just a fear tactic. I merely put them to sleep. They’ll wake up fully in a few minutes. Better they be with the others when they wake up.”

 

The guards chuckle, and drag the prisoners off.

 

Daro’Mla approaches from behind. “If that’s all, Ri’Tasius.”

 

Tasius sighs. “Drop the Ri, Daro’Mla.”

 

Daro’Mla recoils slightly in suprise, then nods. “Yes, R- Tasius, sir.”

 

Tasius sighs. “How goes the rest of the town? Are they accepting the new guard force with relative approval?”

 

Daro’Mla nods. “They are, sir. Behind a few minor occurrences, all in all it seems we’re being accepted as the new law force.”

 

Tasius nods. “Good. Keep me updated if anything big comes up. Oh, and make sure the Hist Sanctuary has guards. Argonian, preferably. I don’t want anyone else getting bright ideas.”

 

Daro’Mla nods, and makes her way back to Guard Headquarters to set up the Hist Guard.

 

Tasius stretches, and makes his way down to the docks. The raid happened late at night, so Secunda and Masser are both clear in the sky. Looking out at the Topal Island, a thought goes through Tasius’s head. He makes his way to Okalz home, and fell asleep on the couch. When he awoke, the Argonian was sitting across the table, drinking some tea. A small, green bottle sat partially hidden behind a cushion.

 

Tasius sat up and gave the Argonian a look. “Skooma addiction, Okalz?”

 

Okalz gives a little start, and glances at the bottle. “Uh… only a little, sir.”

 

Tasius shakes his head, and glares at the Argonian. “How many a day?”

 

Okalz glances down at his tea. “A bottle, on bad days. Half on good ones.”

 

Tasius sighs. “If it affects your work, then you can kiss the title of Governor good-bye.”

 

Okalz nods vigorously. “Understood sir. Did you, erm, need something?”

 

Tasius snaps his fingers sharply, causing Okalz to start again, spilling some of his tea. “Yes! That’s why I’m here, Okalz. I want to make sure Topal Island can’t be used against Soulrest, like it was before.”

 

Okalz looks confused. “And you want… what done about it?”

 

Tasius glances out the window, and sees the sun already nearing it’s peak. “I want Topal Island made into a proper base. A true naval stronghold for the ships. Make it happen Okalz. You can go ahead and pass that down to someone capable, if you like. Just make it happen.”

 

With that Tasius hurries from the room, and Okalz looks a little lost. “O...kay. Will do.”

 

Resources

• Senchal
  • Shipyard
  • Moon Sugar
    • Farms
    • Skooma Production
  • Farms
  • Mines
    • Corundum
• Soulrest
  • Shipyard
  • Hist Sanctuary
  • Farms
  • City Walls
• Military
  • Army
    • Basic Soldiers: 850
      • Steel Armor
      • Steel Weapons
  • Navy
    • Pirate Ships: 3
      • Omen Hawk (Ra’Bhidar)
      • Broken Wolf (Sonya Frostheart)
      • Scorched Eel (Milhye)
    • Warships: 7
    • Trade Ships: 4
• Mages
  • Masters: 2
    • Tasius Titanox
    • Ko'Khatherra
  • Experts: 3
  • Adepts: 4
  • Apprentices: 5
  • Novices: 5

 

Actions

 

(2 AP) Making the whole of Topal Island into a true Naval Stronghold, starting with clearing the island of any foliage.

 

(1 AP) Efforts are made to expand the mine at Soulrest.

 

(1 AP) Warships are to be built at both Senchal’s and Soulrest’s shipyards.

[DoomedDM 20]

County of Evermore

Location: Evermore, castle 

"WHAT THE ****, DRAGONS, DRAGONS AREN'T DRAGONS SUPPOSED TO BE EXTINCT DAMNIT" Uther rages in private in his bedchamber. "ALL THAT PREPARATION FOR 2 YEARS ENTIRELY USELESS JUST BECAUSE OF SOME BAD LUCK, SHEOR WHAT HAVE I DONE TO ANGER YOU ?"  Uther then slowed his breath and tried to calm himself down. "ok Uther be calm, the two northern provinces are not available for conquest right now, though luckily I have gotten some refugees now I need some other place to start uniting the provinces." Uther went with his hands through his hair as he though about what he should do.

 

He could start the real uniting by taking out a bigger goal than initially though Wayrest, that could be easy since it was ruled by a Orisimer and he could possibly start spreading dissent and increase his army again, yes that could work he could spread bad news about the orc and then invade Wayrest yes that could work.

 

Uther then from his bedchambers in the top of the keep went to the lower areas where one of if not his most important follower resided. As he walked down with the building slowly getting dirtier and less well-kept he arrived in front of a door and he nodded twice. Then he could hear a silky voice saying "Come in". As Uther walked in he could see that in contrast to the outside this room was  very well kept and attached to the walls were several maps and webs full of small notes and drawings and in the middle of the room was the man he needed to talk to, his spymaster Lucius. " ah my lord what do I have the pleasure to meet you for ?" Lucius inquired with his silky voice. Whilst Uther didn't like spying or war or any other violent action he knew that for the greater good it was better that they happened. "I have a mission for you and your little birds." " and what might that task be my lord ?" Lucius asked like he didn't know every thing that happened inside the castle, at least he was loyal to Uther. "I need you to send your agents into Wayrest and try to start discontent against the local ruler there and as a secondary purpose gather information on the strength of their defenses and military." "mhm," Lucius stroked his chin " That will not be an easy task and I am not sure if I may acomplish the secondary goals." "I know that." Uther said in annoyance though it was not aimed at Lucius "I don't need much information just the general state of the wall and the rough numbers of their army but I know what you mean." "I will give you considerable resources to achieve this goals, do not disappoint me." Lucius would retort with mock shock "Oh my lord I would never disappoint you, though I would first need to get my little birds to fly over the borders and then listen to the songs of the people and sing their own song to entertain them." Uther rolled his eyes knowing the metaphors Lucius spoke in. "Just get it done." Uther said before leaving the room and slamming the door shot behind him.

 

Actions

2 ap is spent sending spies into Wayrest by sneaking them past the border and then to go and start dissent in Wayrest against the lord whilst if possible though the first priority is starting dissent getting a rough number on the size of the military and observing the general state of the defenses.

1 ap is spent training 250 more men 

1 ap is spent finishing with restoring the military

 

Army: 1,750

Population: 12,880

 

[KoL01 0]

Order of the Enigma

 

The city was silent. It was the anniversary of the day the Order had come to Woodhearth, and freed it of the chaos caused by the many warring factions within it’s borders. The day was not celebrated conventionally. Oh, there was feasting, and drinking, but it was entirely silent. This day, the only words to be spoken, were to be spoken to the statue erected in the center of town.

 

The statue had been erected to honor the Woodland Man, but no one could tell what it truly was. It seemed nothing more than an amorphous blob, carved from wood into no discernible shape. That didn’t stop anyone from obeying the tradition.

 

Traditionally, Master Anogon was the first to speak to the statue. From there, the other members of the Order, then the military, the businesses open during the festival, and finally the actual attendees. The tradition started at midnight. Every person who whisper their darkest secret to the statue, whether it be a desire, or a confession. The rumor was, that those who whispered desires found their desires fulfilled, and those who confessed found any guilt abolished. Those who confessed nothing were punished. No one knew by what, or by who, but they always disappeared in the night, never to be seen again.

 

In truth, the Order stole them away in the night. What happened beyond that is the true secret.

 

4 AP would be used to establish proper farms for Woodhearth.

[hellrazerz 0]

Markarth Hold

 

Jarl Fulgrun would Pace Deepstone keep with Master Nemraa watching him

 

“Shall I begin the Plans for Communications while you handle the Forsworn and the Other holds. Or would you rather just eliminate them.”

 

“Namira would be displeased if i Turned them away. Yes begin the attempts. Use the old Tablets in the museum and attempt to get a reasonable Message through asking for a Real meeting with the Lord of their People. Meanwhile I will address the Other holds and Forsworn.

 

Meanwhile the City of Markarth Revels in the Free acceptance of Not only Talos worship but so long as laws are not broken in the process. Any of the Daedra Pantheon or Divines, Or Whatever the people deem reasonable enough to the individual as long as Proper respect as given to Talos Namira and Akatosh so as not to anger the Beings and have them curse the City

 

Population

 

Total 7585

 

Military 500

 

Standard Gear: Iron

 

Mages

 

2 Master

 

4 Expert

 

AP Actions

 

2 AP to the Communications (will Pm more Details)

 

2 Ap into contacting the Forsworn and Falkreath Requesting permission to pass through their territory of Falkreath and a Meeting with the Forsworn