From Ruination [FRP]

[Taketheshot 3834]

 

Kingdom of Icefeld

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Explorers log Day 1005

 

“The Days grow longer as spring nears, we have come far since our departure from kaldvask six years ago, new men arrive with supplies yearly to supplement our small losses but i am confident we will make progress, we have begun to prepare to move south. Our journey is still far from end and we must remain vigilant in our duties. Our group will be the first from our nation to explore the world, the ancestors of auldau would be proud at our prowess, but we are far from done  yet.”

 

Franz closed his journal and packed it a way in his rucksack, the clips buckling and the hard leather flexing as he lifted it onto his back, men around the camp continued to strike the camp and prepared to march onwards, a few men ate but most were simply busy preparing for the long march, it would only be a matter of time before they reached their homes once more, or so they were promised...

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Expenditure

 

The Expeditions continue! The modified Caravel known as the Ice Runner sets sail from Auldhau’s End sailing north past Ulaydar and into the east to discover what lays beyond the horizon. ((MOD)) Legendary Explorer Franz Josef finally out of the icy north leads his men south of the taiga they had wintered in to the lands of the south ((MOD))

6,000g

 

Two new settlements are founded in the Icefields, expertly carved into the rock and ice

10,000g

 

Four foundries are established 28,000g

 

1000 T3 Medium infantry are recruited 8000g

 

1600g sent to the treasury

 

Population
2,500,000 Base

2,657,341 Growth

 

Total Population: 5,157,341

Cities- 2

Towns- 5

Settlements- 1

 

Treasury

20,100 gold

 

Trade Partners

Blackmarrow

Ulaydar

Auldic Tribes

Men of Olm

 

Financial

Base Income: 3000g

Trade: 4000g

Economic Points: 6000g

Merchant Guilds: 6000g

Towns: 15,000g

Foundry: 3000g

Iceglass: 4500g

Population: 15,000g

Upkeep: -3000g

 

Military

2,500 Icefeld Raiders T1

2,500 Medium Infantry T1

1,000 Icefeld Sappers T1

1,500 Medium Archers T1

2 Mangonel Units

1000 Heavy infantry T3

1000 Crossbowmen T3

1 Caravel

 

Industry

22 Mushroom Farms

2 Merchant Guilds

3 Foundry

1 Tier 1 Iceglass Mine

[Zanderaw 161]

Surya

1518

 

 

 

It was well past midnight when Padma slipped her bonds. She was tied to a tree, left under the night sky and treated brusquely by her captors. She suspected she’d have been beaten too, but the one who led them, Naig, had kept them away. She understood their anger, even if she didn’t sympathize. Kidnapping an eleven year old girl was meant to be easy, and it would have been, but something had come over her when they had boarded the ship. The bow she carried was suddenly weightless, and the arrows could not miss. She hadn’t counted how many of the pirates had gone down before the inner fire had subsided.

 

Now the same fire rose within her, the same voice told her to be free. But she was being watched. The party was camped outside a seaside village where they waited for transport, and none wanted to lose their prize. So a large man sat with an intimidating club, grunting at her every time she struggled within the ropes. The rest were in the town, taking whatever loot they liked from the inhabitants.

 

Padma heard the voice encouraging her, and she knew the time had come. Soon enough, when they had had their pleasure, more thugs would come to watch her. This one could be dealt with.

 

“You,” Padma said, slowly working her fingers outside the ropes so that they pointed at the man. “Why do you do this?”

 

The thug ignored her, a single grunt the only evidence that she’d been heard. The voice was stronger inside her, and she began to struggle, slowly wriggling her way free. She kept her eyes on the guard, who could not ignore this at least. He said nothing, just hefted his club and began to stalk towards her. Without thinking, her fingers snapped towards him, stiffened into a claw, and suddenly the man was screaming, his skin going red, blistering, melting before his very eyes. By the time he fell sizzling to the ground, Padma was already squirming her way out again.

 

Had someone heard the scream? She thought not: the air was still full of other cries, from raucous bandits and terrified peasants. Still, she hurried, and crept toward the town as soon as she was free.

 

Clouds covered the moon, and she had no trouble reaching the village’s narrow streets. An old woman was being dragged into an alleyway by three of the men, and for a moment Padma steeled herself to help, but the voice stopped her. There was a house near the docks. It was important.

 

Nobody stopped her. Nobody saw her. She crept through the shadows, her golden eyes darting from doorway to doorway until at last she could hear snippets of conversation in a large two-story house. She listened through the shouts and the sound of waves close by.

 

“...we don’t have many left, Naig. We keep her with us and we’ll be fighting so…”

 

“...aren’t any use without her. Ravi would se……..back sooner or later, and…….so easy to find the Mahasattva when she’s nice and comfortable in a city.”

 

“Ravi gave us one mission. Would it…….so hard to stick to the plan just once?”

 

Padma crawled to a window, and peered into the room. Two men stood arguing, both tall, thin, and irritated, But her gaze was drawn to the table between them, where two golden loops lay strewn next to each other. Armbands. She didn’t know how she knew, but they were the reason she was here. But how to get them?

 

“....reason why I’m in charge and you aren’t, Alu. When we bring Ravi both pieces of the puzzle, he’ll take far more notice than if we’d just done the bare minimum. It’s called initiative, Alu, and you’d be wise to develop some.”

 

“You know how far it is to Ravibad? This is an awful ri-”

 

A trumpet cut through the night, and the whinny of a horse. Both men looked up, startled. There was another trumpet, and shouts of alarm from inland.

 

Naig cursed. “We’ll have to take what we can get. Go and fetch the prisoner, I’ll get a dinghy ready. Hopefully these drunken idiots can buy us some time.” Alu hurried out, and the other man scooped up the two golden armbands, pushing his way out the other door. Padma saw him clearly, for the moon showed itself at last, illuminating his escape down a long dock, where a small boat waited.

 

He never made it even halfway. Stabbing down like the shaft of a cosmic spear, a beam of pure white light slammed into the dock ahead of him, instantly shattering it into a thousand pieces. The shock throw Naig onto his back, splinters dug into his skin, and when he managed to get to his feet the same girl was standing behind him, with the same fire in her eyes that he had seen before.

 

Others came that way soon enough, fleeing from vengeful cavalry. They paid Padma no attention, and Padma watched them in silence, for their fate was sealed. The Black Suns had no respect for civilians, indeed disdained them, so the lancers had no respect for them. They were hunted down and killed like vermin, and only after the last of them was gone did a man approach her.

 

“You’re Padma Viswan?”

 

She nodded, looking up from the armbands she had gone to such trouble to find. They were too big for her to wear.

 

The man sighed. “I am Maharajas Viswan of Chittor. We’re here to take you home.”

 

A long moment passed before she nodded, and got to her feet. The man stayed near her protectively, and led her to the company’s camp. In the morning, they would take her away. But to where, she couldn’t know.

 

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Current Statistics

 

Expenditure (203,818 Gold)

 

Some dirty tribals steal rightful Suryan property! A detachment of veteran infantry is deployed from Varchas to get to the bottom of this. [4,000 gold; 250 medium infantry sent to investigate.]

 

Routine farm expansion. [4 Farms; 20,000 gold]

 

Routine industrial expansion. [6 Factories; 45,000 gold]

 

Suryan interests dictate that further colonists be sent to Aros, even if the continent seems many times more hostile than their homeland. [2 Settlements; 10,000 gold]

 

The population of the twin islands continues to skyrocket! Many of the more recent settlements have now become fully established. [3 city upgrades with guilds:Bunda, Waroor, Bomkata ; 72,000 gold]

 

[Special Construction; 2,000 gold]

 

The city of Varchas continues to train their famous infantry, most of which will find themselves in Aros soon enough. [1,000 Veteran T3 Med. Inf; 20,000 gold.]

 

The Chosen of Mihir, the absolute elite of Surya and made completely up of Rajas, have for the first time in years decided to send some of their warriors beyond the city walls. Word has it they are boarding a ship to Ratnagiri.[100 Elite T3 Enchanted Heavy Cav; 13,000 gold.]

 

Sarjee Scindia, though happy with the quality of troops he is receiving, is still unsatisfied. These men are loyal to their cities first and to Surya second. If he is to truly rely on them, a new kind of army will have to be formed...one which can serve as an example to the other soldiers.[Heavy infantry research; 13,637 gold.]

 

[Gift to Hilmedhi; 1,181 gold plus profit from 5 units of armor.]

 

[3,000 gold remaining]

 

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Population 13,257,728

[hellfiazz 878]

T H E   M O R N I N G   K I N G D O M

 

“The world will not forever languish in this age-old night. Even now, the Twilight is upon us, and Morning draws ever closer. But the inevitability and justness of our path is not cause to relent. While night reigns, we toil. Only when the Promise is fulfilled may we rest.”

The Sermons of Guan Yu

 

The baby-steps of the Morning Kingdom had been taken, and now Guan Liang was ready to begin making strides. The Bloated Throats that threatened the western border of the Kingdom, and indeed the entire far east, were growing in strength. The Kingdom would have to do the same.

 

The outpost in the Black Brume mountains is completed, and already people are flooding in from across the densely populated kingdom. Guan Liang is asked to give the new town a name, and he decides upon Heifeng. With the Kingdom’s presence in the mountains secured, orders are given for the construction of a second outpost on the far side on the mountains, thereby locking down a route through the Black Brume. 

 

Meanwhile, in the city of Luoyang, the fortified city on the Bloated Throats’ border, a manufactory begins construction. Guan Liang seemed particularly dead set on making the city a beacon of civilisation and prosperity in the face of savagery and death. The fervour for the Promise of Morning would bring boons to the people of Luoyang, and would be lorded over the fiendish barbarians across the border.

In the same vein, a further 1,000 Heavenly Banners are recruited in the name of safeguarding the Kingdom against the Throats. Once again, they are equipped with the finest steel arms and armour the Kingdom has, and they are to be sent to join the bulk of the armies around Luoyang once trained and outfitted.

 

The expedition to the capital’s subterranean crypt-city had gone [PLACEHOLDER]

 

S U M M A R Y

New Town

New Outpost [5k Gold]

Manufactory in Luoyang [7.5k Gold]

2 T3 Heavenly Banners [19k Gold]

 

Morning Kingdom Statistics

[Praetor 1548]

1518

 

The War in Naros continues as Numeria marches towards Ischyros, sweeping aside the remnants of the routed army and leaving it scattered in its wake. Word is that the Symon Emperor is mustering another force, large and fresh, but it will take time, and now Ischyros is at risk. Or at least, it was, until whispers come from the east. A new invader, an opportunist. Caught between a hammer and an anvil, Numeria falters, and the advance on Ischyros halts, the prize slips from Aemyr’s grasp like a diamond turned to sand.

 

Word drifts from Trident that Tritimus, governor of the city in all but name, was found assassinated in his own bedroom, his massive gut split open like a tent-flap, spilling his guts onto bloodied blankets. The culprit is nowhere to be found, and Jeryn of House Inkwater, the man who rises to replace him, is quick to end the search.

 

The Bloated Throats continue to rampage unopposed through Ashval, slaughtering thousands. It is said that Lusta Kanve is holed up near the mountains with a few hundred soldiers, defending a cave from a force of fifteen thousand, but little information goes through, and less goes out.

 

No sign of the Mistreaver and his ilk, precious little can be found in the frozen northern expanses on a normal day and this year, nothing.

 

Melda, in a break from its characteristic isolation, settles a new mainland colony in the spring, as its ruler breaks away from the deep silence that settled over the nations foreign politics.

 

The Kingdom of Five

 

As the pray continues, Dakkar is yanked into a another vision. (Discord)

 

Some progress has now been made on this dream of Swinium. The first promising alloys have been shaped, but they are brittle, and hard to shape despite their strength. Clearly, there is still work to be done.

 

The Republic of Danwent

 

The Cliffside road is mostly over by now. A large part of it consisted of simply levelling the rough terrain, and tossing boulders into the deep sea beside them. Only a few dozen men tripped and fell into the sea during the construction process. Success! The rest of the republic sees middling progress, though much of the gold must be diverted to the cliffside road if it is to be completed.

 

The dense jungle does not make for an easy trip, and many settlers and soldiers are killed by disease, accidents, and these curious blood-red tigers that occasionally attack them, charging in like maddened bulls and taking dozens of stabs and arrows before they heave out their last, furious breath. But the settlement is finally carved out, though the people who live within these dense jungles will have to toughen up soon, or die. (-150 legionnaires to attrition)

 

The Kingdom of Bulgar

 

Monsters?? How rude.

 

Beyond that, construction goes as planned within the Empire, and Korkus’ children seem to be made of strong stuff, kicking and moving around before they are even born, they burden the mother with their size.

 

The Fortress Libraries

 

The House of Blackmarrow agrees to send 500 men to aid the Fortress Libraries in their endeavors. The Symon Empire refuses to send anyone, however, as it ignores the threat and focuses on the west.

 

A man in Trident finds the Librarians. He is shady, shifty, but he asks for help, help in investigating the murder of Tritimus, governor of the city.

 

The Antigonid Dynasty

 

The area around Asterion seems wild, untouched by man. Truly they delve into savage lands, as they find exotic beasts only heard of before in tales, such as tigers, hippopotamus and other such strange creatures. But there are no traces of man within this thick jungle, nothing but animals and untamed country.

 

The Empire of Bourdeleaux

 

The only passage is a small, dangerous cliff-side path, delving sometimes deep into rocky uneven valleys, other times ranging into the permasnow, where vicious winds replace vicious falling stones. A brutal path, and the scouts report seeing fires, and watchers, deeper within the mountains. But the army marches forth, to the foot of the great Roots. (Discord)

 

The Duchy of Ulyadar

 

Assirbanakh, obviously, has not moved. It waits there, for those who wish to ask. (Discord)

 

The lone vessel follows the mist at a distance, but as he goes forward, the scratchy call of madness leaps forth, eating away at his mind, and leaving him with two choices. To go forth and succumb, or to return, before his sanity is flayed from his mind like a fragile veil. Around him is naught but freezing water, ice and mist.

 

The Galaharian League

 

Greenleaf, it seems, is some sort of painkilling plant. When chewed, it dulls both the mind, but also the limbs. While research remains to be done if the League wants to extract its full potential, chewing on it has already become a passtime for the guards around the settlement. Though that does not always work in their favor, as more than a few have disappeared, what with the greenleaf being  beneath the eves of the forest.

 

The adepts are already moderately proficient in guiding winds. Nothing major, but they can give the gusts of wind rough directions.

 

The Kingdom of Fyr-Darrick

 

War on the horizon, and a battle in a hilly land, of burnt trees and ash.

 

The Princedom of Volarucio

 

The Volarucians receive a polite, but firm letter from the Trident, requesting an update on their plans to repay the loan. Beyond that, there is little to say. An army on the rise, and rare few viable targets. Where might they be going?!

 

The Kingdom of Hilmedhi

 

The Hilmedhi engineers have an easy enough time devising a sort of pulley system that is able to lift stones up using a large crank operated by significant amounts of men, or horses. While rudimentary, it can lift far larger amounts of rock than simple men.

 

The Commonwealth of Ruhn

 

A great clank and a groan. The entire cliff seems to shudder as the Levers sway and grumble, noises rising from deep, deep within the cliff. Deeper than it was thought that the mechanisms went! But then the large basins sway, rock. The scholars are cooped up in a large room, jutting out from the edge of the cliff upon one of the arms of the levers. They tank levers the size of men and turn old wheels, chains rattling beneath their feet. Then the basins begin to move. The ship caught within one of them a month or two ago finally reaches the river below, and above, a new ship begins its trip. After centuries, a new road to the east has been opened. (+6000 G per turn, Levers of the Five Divines.) (New trade route East is open.)

 

The crawler’s skin is tough, and hard to handle. The researchers will have to hack at it a little longer, hidden within their dark tents as the winds toss sand around their little camps like swirling demons.

 

The Kingdom of Icefeld

 

The explorer, after long months of walking, canoing down rivers and scaling mountains, reaches a new sea. A warmer sea, less unforgiving the blasting, freezing monsters of the north. This one gives onto a Meldan city, surrounding the Grelhau canal, the only passage between the sea of Krel and the sea of Five. He is welcomed by the Meldan’s, and given food and shelter, in exchange for tall tales about the north.

 

The explorer caravel to the north manages to slip through the dense ice-packs in the high days of summer, slipping around the Ulyadar peninsula. The sailors see the tall, eerie glaciers to one side, and to the other, they claim to see great banks of mist, then they are gone, and every day brings them to warmer seas, until they arrive in an island port and are welcomed by people of a yellowish tint, with slanted eyes and stiff manners. The Order.

 

Surya

 

To get to the bottom of this, then men will have to delve into the jungle itself… Are they brave enough to take the risk?

 

The Morning Kingdom

 

Buildings, soldiers, and spoopy underground dealings...

[Z3r05t4r 854]

Republic of Danwent – 1519

 

A chaotic year to come, yet the Republic intends to weather it as unharmed as possible. The declaration of war from the Empire of Bourdeleaux towards Numeria comes as a shock, it is completely unexpected for most, given the supposedly neutral relations between the two, though others have predicted it to happen. The decade old defensive treaty once signed under Aywentos’ Rumarii’s guidance, which also politically bankrupted him back then, was the pending topic for the Senate of Danwent this time.

 

With Thoryus Armon leading an army towards East, the head of the Stalwart Guard was out of reach to partake and lead his party to the vote. Theodos Abemani was with the League, leading the fleet of the Republic to find the steam stealers to defeat them for good. Kaylius Sarnari was in Fyr-Darrick, on a diplomatic mission. Otto Mikkelbach as well, to the Empire of Grimsborith (or Bulgar). Leading senators Aywentos Rumaari, Dionius Liber and Royolus Artonii were present to host the vote. And the question was simple. Shall the Republic join the war in defense of the Kingdom of Numeria, or shall it stand aside.

 

On a more pleasant note, the Republic officially announces and invites many of the neighbouring realms to the Second Games of the Republic. The contests are including Spearthrowing, Running, Swordfighting, Archery, Riding, Hand to hand, Sailing, Rowing, Boulder hurling (a favorite of the citizens of Hybria) and Wrestling. Ten contests, and each winner shall be sponsored by the Republic with 1,500 unmarked gold coins, as well as 5,000 gold coins for the overall winning nation.

 

Invited are the Symon Empire, the Empire of Bourdeleaux, the Kingdom of Numeria, the Men of Äulem, the Trident, the Volaruccian Princedom, the Kingdom of Fyr-Darrick, the Librarians, the Kingdom of Eadni, the Hilmedhi Kingdom, the Commonwealth of Ruhn, the Passan Cities, the Galaharian League, the Herzaka and the Chapel of Knauledge. If word reaches other realms, they are cordially invited to send entourages to be verified and entered as contestants in the games they wish to partake.

 

It was another evening, as the army of the Republic rests in the realms of the Volaruccian Princedom to march further East the next day. A messenger bird brings a note to Thoryus Armon, written upon it the decision as to what the Republic has decided. In the light of candles, the Senator reads:

 

“The Republic stands by. Senator Thoryus Armon and General Hasoran Alaari are to continue East. Primary objective remains to aid the Librarians in defeating the Bloated Throats or contain them.”

 

The senator did not even finish reading the note, after the first few words, his fist crumples it in anger, only to toss it into a corner afterwards. Thus he made a decision, for once he returns, there shall be consequences.

 

 

 

More Roleplay might be added, once some things are sorted out.

 

Nation Info:

Government:

Republic, ruled by 172 senators (lifetime positions).

Traditionalist League: 19 Senators

Commoner’s League: 30 Senators

Prosperous Path Party: 41 Senators

Stalwart Guard: 30 Senators

Frontier: 11 Senators

Adherence Party: 13 Senators

Grand Republican Party: 23 Senators

Unaffiliated: 5 Senators

 

Senate Seats: 172 total, 172 filled (20 from the Capital, 10 per city, 8 per town, 4 per settlement)

 

People of note:

Aywentos Rumaari (Senator of the Traditionalist League), aged 42

Dionius Liber (Senator of the Commoner’s League), aged 44

Theodos Abemani (Senator of the Prosperous Path Party), aged 42

Thoryus Armon (Senator of the Stalwart Guard), aged 45

Otto Mikkelbach (Senator of the “Frontier”), aged 36

Kaylius Sarnari (Senator of the Adherence Party), aged 39

Royolus Artonii (Senator of the Grand Republican Party), aged 38

Hasoran Alaari (General of the Republic), aged 39

Tarun Syndrii (General of the Republic), aged 27

 

Population: 14,559,921 this year. (4,500,000 Starter)

Growth: 3% + 4,5% (farms) + 0,25% Moranese Wheat + 1% (national idea) + 0% Growth Spell (this turn, cooldown 2 turns)

60 farmsteads.

 

Cities:

Tzaria (1,100,000 inhabitants) (Capital) – Market (III), Trade Port, Manufactory, School, Temple, Hermitage (T3), Merchant Guild, Trading Company, three barracks

Essevith (800,000 inhabitants) (Starter) – Merchant Guild

Ruhia (600,000 inhabitants) (Starter) – Merchant Guild, Trading Company

Susvii (700,000 inhabitants) – Merchant Guild, Trade Port, Trading Company

Koryii (600,000 inhabitants) – Merchant Guild

Wessevith (600,000 inhabitants) – Merchant Guild

Raedia (600,000 inhabitants) – Merchant Guild, Trade Port, Trading Company

Rohsor (600,000 inhabitants) – Merchant Guild, Trade Port, Trading Company

Esorvor (600,000 inhabitants) – Merchant Guild, Trading Company

 

Towns:

Hybria (700,000 inhabitants)

Shovia (600,000 inhabitants)

Tzarkyii (600,000 inhabitants)

Arevith (600,000 inhabitants)

Razryii (600,000 inhabitants)

Solinyii (500,000 inhabitants)

Esolia (500,000 inhabitants)

Rotyia (500,000 inhabitants)

Krytor (500,000 inhabitants)

 

Settlements:

 

National Budget:

Treasury: 0 Duwats.

Income: 171,500 Duwats

Base Income: +3,000 Duwats

Economic Points: +4,000 Duwats

Merchant Guilds (9): +27,000 Duwats

Trade Partners: (Symon, Numeria, Bordealeux, Eadni, Galahar, Librarians, Fyr Darrick, Trident, Volarucio, Äulem) +10,000 Duwats

Trade node of Susvii: +3,000 Duwats (city + trade port)

Population Taxation: +43,500 Duwats

Trade Port of Tzaria: +5,000 Duwats (10 trade partners)

Trade Port of Susvii: +5,000 Duwats (10 trade partners)

Trade Port of Raedia: +5,000 Duwats (10 trade partners)

Trade Port of Rohsor: +5,000 Duwats (10 trade partners)

Towns & Cities: +45,000 Duwats

Moranese Wheat: +1,500 Duwats

Manufactory in Tzaria: +1,000 Duwats

Road tolls: +1,500 Duwats

Exports: +11,000 Duwats

Caravels arriving at Danwent: +1,000 Duwats (4 from Galahar)

 

Expenditure: 17,000 Duwats

Armed Forces:  -8,000 Duwats

Total of 26,850 men. Equals -8,000 gold for land maintenance.

22 companies of Bronze Legion (T3 Unique Medium Infantry) at 10,850 men (1,700 garrisoned)

12 companies of T1 Regular Light Archers at 6,000 men (1,500 garrisoned)

3 companies of T2 Regular Medium Archers at 1,500 men (500 garrisoned)

12 companies of Danwentii Pavise Crossbows (T3 Unique Crossbows) at 6,000 men (1,800 garrisoned)

5 companies of T3 Regular Medium Cavalry at 2,500 men

 

Naval Forces: -5,000 Duwats

10 galleys at 250 men each

 

Fortifications: -4,000 Duwats

1 Keep in Ruhia (No upkeep) manned by 500 Light Archers

1 Keep in Essevith (No upkeep) manned by 500 Light Archers

1 Fortress in Tzaria (-2,000 Duwats) manned by 500 Light Archers, 500 Medium Archers, 500 Bronze Legion

1 Castle in Tzarkyii (-1,000 Duwats) manned by 600 Danwent Pavise, 400 Bronze Legion

1 Keep in Hybria (No upkeep) manned by 300 Danwent Pavise, 200 Bronze Legion

1 Keep in Koryii (No upkeep) manned by 300 Danwent Pavise, 200 Bronze Legion

1 Castle in Esorvor (-1,000 Duwats) manned by 600 Danwent Pavise, 400 Bronze Legion

1 Keep in Shovia (No upkeep) manned by 300 Danwent Pavise, 200 Bronze Legion

 

Available currency: 154,500 Duwats
 

National Resources:

3 unit of Moranese Wheat for trade (Market in Tzaria) (Exporting to Sehmon (3k), Trident (4k), Volarucio (4k) (3))

 

Republican Actions:

 

Five new stretches of Farmland are ordered for the growing population in the Republic. (-25,000 Duwats)

 

The Republic hosts the Second Games of the Republic. Ten contests, big prizes and many invited realms. Peace and neutrality are its goal, friendship to be built, competition outside of battlefields and naval engagements. (-20,000 Duwats)

 

Following the continued inception of Senator Kaylius’ plan, the construction of a Monastery at the capital is ordered. It will take two years at least to complete. (-50,000 Duwats)

 

Another three companies of the Bronze Legion and three companies of Danwent Pavise are trained for service in the Republic. (-34,500 Duwats)

 

The infrastructure project for the whole Republic continues, followed by a huge monetary expense from the Republic. The fortified road at the cliff is included in this. (Total investments of 23,400 Duwats previously.) (-10,000 Duwats)

 

The keeps of Hybria, Shovia and Ruhia are expanded to castles. (-15,000 Duwats)

[Devland99 180]

 

Kingdom of Five

1519

Nation Roleplay:

“Use your ******* legs!” The foreman shouted from his blood red face as every man in the shipyard pushed and pulled with many of the men in the water pulling on the boat. Every heave left up an inch of land until a great crack threw the men in the water forward into the ocean. The boat had broke free of its chains and slithered quickly into the sea. Cheers erupted as the first galley of the navy floated successfully ahead of them and down the coastline more and more of these ships began to hit the waters all to form up in the capital.

 

To the north of this port town marched a force thousands strong, the forces of the king marched to siege the Meldan’s whom no relationship blossomed anymore. The first army arrives right outside the canal built years ago and with it the keep and city standing over them, a large and precarious event to transpire. Ser Hog personally has been told to lead this assembly and before the Auldhau stood him shouting up at them with his oinks and squeals. “Give up your arms and city, those who govern here will be left in charge but as vassals to the king in the mud!” Not far away stood the Keep of Ockham, preventing any Meldan pushes into the Kingdom itself.

 

In the south marched another group of men, more importantly the most quick of the army arrives in the south using the keep there as a base of operations. Thousands of horses and rangers flood the town there in an attempt to force the town into capitulating. A bloody affair for all involved indeed.

Population: 12,698,179 Fivians

Gold Expenditure: 199,650 Gold with Upkeep

(15,000 Gold) 3 Farms are built to just barely keep the growth of the nation intact.

 

(90,000 Gold) 18 Barracks are built within the city of Ockham increasing its military value mainly around the keep that was stationed there, most of the veterans are being moved to this site as well as the capitol. [14 Unit Recruitment Cap]

 

(15,000 Gold) Heavy Infantry, equipped with Brigandines and plate and given the best swords and spears that the Swindom could offer. With the help of the royal smiths in the capital they finally figure out how to best equip a heavy soldier. [Heavy Infantry Researched.]

 

(30,000 Gold) Pigs aren’t known to be aquatic animals but thanks to technology and time that can be overcome. The beginning of the Swinedom Royal Navy starts with 12 galleys forming the first fleet to protect the coastline of the nation. [6,000 Upkeep!]

 

(10,000 Gold| 40,000 invested already) Swinium Research!

 

(20,000 [16,000 for Inf| 4,000 Tower] Gold) 4,000 Medium Infantry are equipped in steel chainmail and given their standard weaponry all the while two siege towers and two units of ladders are built outside of the Auldhau canal. A bit more importantly they produce as many manlets as possible. [ 2k upkeep?]

 

[4,500 Saved!]

 

[Battle tactics!]

Edited May 30, 2019 by Devland99

[TankM1A2 840]

 

 

EMPIRE OF BOURDELEAUX

Ruler: H.I.M. Emperor Adrian II

Government: Imperial Constitutional Monarchy

Population: ~ 12,859,086

Allies: Galaharian League, Kingdom of Fyr-Darrick

Trade Partners: Galaharian League, Kingdom of Fyr-Darrick, Kingdom of Helmedhi, Passans, Republic of Danwent, Hakkans, Princedoms of Volarucio, Aulem, House Blackmarrow, Trident, Five

 

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ADRIAN’S CORRESPONDENCE

 

To Princess Sophia of Bourdeleaux,

 

My dear daughter, I hope you are well. It has been sometime since we have last spoke. Your husband assures me you have been a wondrous wife, though what father would I be did I not check in myself. You should travel back the Imperial City whenever you have the chance. I’m sure you’d find the renovations to the Gardens, quite to your liking. That, and your Mother would love to see your face once more. I worry for her. She has taken the death of your brother far harder than I’d ever have imagined. Perhaps it’d mean all that much if one of her children were to return to her embrace.

 

To Crown Prince Philip,

 

My son. I know you never expected in your lifetime to be thrust into this position. But now, more than ever must you take charge of your own actions. A new order is rising in Naros, and Bourdeleaux seeks to be top among the pecking order. I know you were never fond of playing soldier as a boy, but I beseech that spend time among my general staff and advisors, for they will one day be yours. Regardless, I entrust the Imperial City to your hands. It is that time of year where I must venture to Carrow and ensure that all has not fallen to ****. I’m sure you understand. With that aside, try not to get too drunk and do not invite those whores into my throne room.

 

To the Lord Theobold of Onofrio,

 

My longtime friend and ally. I hope you are in good health and the men be in high spirits. It pains me that I cannot venture past Roots of the World with you. Yet, there is important work that needs to be done back in the Heartlands. Bureaucracy and land management - the Siege of Carrow, which still must be dealt with. Nevertheless, while I take care of business in the west, I expect great things from you in the East. Vast, new lands ripe for the taking. Potential converts to the Faith, and sprawling cities with vast wealth I’d reckon. There is no other man that I trust than to fulfill our destiny than you. Truly it inspires me how many freemen enlist for the Great Cause, all of whom will be sent eastbound at the turn of the year. You’ll have all the resources you’ll need. I’ve seen to it personally. With this blank check, I expect to hear of great things in the coming years.

And as for the matter of the so-called Symon Empire… Give them no ground and do not falter in their presence. As vast as they may be, they have thus far faltered in their campaign against Numeria. The easterners are weak.., riddled by years of strife and warfare. Fate smiles upon us, for there has been no greater opportunity. The time has come - and the angels ride with Saint-Villard. Let us show them the true might of the Great Sun. Let us test the mettle of this King Aemyr the Mad.

 

BY THE GRACE OF GOD, Adrian II Olivier of the House of de Solis, forever August, Emperor of Bourdeleaux, King of the Westfalians, Luombards, and the Beninbingians, Prince of Souvois, Lord Paramount of the Carrowlands, Grand Duke of Lorent, Duke of Selroc, Vytrelor, Upper and Lower Avaroc,Yvonne, Nor, Rindilea, Chanteverry, Trinovantes, and Plecy, Margrave of the Herzmark, Count-Palatine of Detrice, Count of Senzia, Gentra, Courderellia, and Vespani, Viscount of Bourdogne, Lord of Sunspire and the Northern March, Protector of the Solar Faith, First Among Men, etc. etc.

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EMPIRE OF BOURDELEAUX INFO

Farmlands - 53 - 13,250,000

Cities:

Souvois - Merchant’s Guild, Place of Worship, Church, Port, Barracks (9)

Omignon - Merchant’s Guild

Vascogne - Merchant’s Guild

Towns/Settlements:

Suttre-upon-the-Twins

Senzia-by-the-Bay

Vispard

Adana

Frigia

Mennebor

Coutrinia

Rune

Verendelia

Plestiphor

Touvres

Benninbinges

Epsomme

Werdaux

Serridinia

Wetz

 

Army:

~ 31k

 

Army Roster:

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1uz7RhOXZ31mOyTUpTkdSSq2LA6RIsM_hhQw2GFjNCvk/edit?usp=sharing

 

Navy:

N/A

 

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FINANCES AND ACTIONS

 

Income: 116,500g (Base - 3k, 6 Economy Pts - 6k, Pop - 37.5k, Resources - 3k, Merchant Guilds - 9k, Trade Partners - 6k, Ports - 3k, Cities/Towns - 48k, Incoming Caravels - 1k)

Upkeep: 10,000g (Army), 9,000g (Veterancy) = 19,000g.

1,200

 

[0g] Towns!

[15,000g] Constructing 3 Farms

[10,000g] Some suburbs begin to sprout up around Souvois. Construction of 2 Settlements.

[30,000g] Recruiting 5 Units of T4 Medium Infantry

[13,000g] Recruiting 1 Unit of T4 Heavy Cavalry

[8,000g] Recruiting 1 Unit of T4 Heavy Infantry

[3,000g] Recruiting 1 Unit of T3 Light Infantry

[19,000g] Recruiting 38 Units of Voulge Militia

[0g] Shipping 1,000 sets of T4 Armor to the Galaharian League.

700

[Catostrophy 111]

Commonwealth of Ruhn

 

 

 

“You knows the story of that there bridge, sirrah?” the toothless ferryman wheezed to the old soldier.

 

“Can’t say that I do.” Jurgen replied wearily. He glanced back to his wife, who smiled apologetically to him as she cradled their child. He had walked away to distract the old man, as his constant yammering was keeping his young son awake.

 

“They says the Lobans built it!” He cackled. He pushed the ferry’s rudder to the right, and a shadow passed over the boat. The enormous, isthmus-spanning bridge loomed over them like cliff, and the boat passed through a decrepit hole in a rusted, hundred-meter portcullis. The old man cackled again, as he watched the family stare upwards at the majestic structure.

 

 

“Them Lobans were a miserly lot, not fond’er getting thar feet wet ‘n such. So’z they made this ‘ere bridge to save their fancy feet from the damp!” Another bout of wheezing cackles seemed to echo beneath the bridge as they passed back into the open air.

“Folks weren’t as tough as they is now! Mountain folk were still praying to them Loban fires too, I reckon!”

 

“Loban fires?” Jurgen asked, half-interested.

 

“Aye, sirrah! Lobans prayed to fires, they did! S’all sorts ‘a fire whittlings on the bridge! They called the fire ‘Moterr’ and painted rocks pink and scribbled Moterr’s face on ‘em!” The kook shook his head with a sad chuckle.

 

“Ign’rant savages, they was. They didn’t know ‘bout the bones. Gotta pray to the bones, sirrah!” He capped off this statement by rattling a set of fingerbones he had on a necklace.

 

Jurgen nodded his head slowly, now deeply regretting taking such a cheap ferry. The trip to Brakkenbridge seemed to drag on longer than it should. It might be faster had the old man refrained from ducking and weaving beneath the bridge as they sailed.

 

“‘Course, maybe it were a heathen wardin’ ritual ‘er somethin’. Put Moterr’s face on everything, an’ keep away the Mountain Ghosts!” He placed a kiss on his fingerbones, and murmured a prayer to them.

 

Once more the old man’s statement piqued Jurgen’s curiosity, if only for a second. “Mountain ghosts?” He queried half-heartedly.

 

“Aye, aye, aye! Evil spirits that lay to the east in the cursed mountains! They’z bereft o’ peace and no folks want to calm their tortured and dishonored spirits! ‘Cept for me, sirrah!”

 

Now Jurgen was paying attention. He turned to the old man and spoke sternly. “You have been to the eastern mountains? Did you see anything?”

 

“Eh?” The madman stared back at Jurgen, as if surprised someone was listening to him. “O’ course I have! The grey peaks of dismay! The dread, sirrah! The dread! The fear that gnaws at your ears an’ worms into your skull! They are watchin’, sirrah! They is always watchin’!”

 

The old man shivered, and hugged his sides while his wild eyes darted around the calm waters beneath the bridge. “Sometimes I can feel the eyes on me again. Like I was back. Deep in the crumbling peaks and lost to the world. The hills lookin’ all the same. The maps, worthless. And the feeling on the back o’ your neck that something’s there. Something’s waitin’ for you to get tired and to look the wrong way only for a second. Like something don’t want you there. And the dreams...”

 

The old man paused as he stared blankly out into the water. His grip tightened on the rudder and his jaw clenched.

 

“A single, unblinkin’ eye. Peerin’ at you from the dark places of your soul. Never approaching. Never leaving the shadows. Jus’ watchin’ you. Always.”

 

“Why did you go to the mountains?” Jurgen asked quietly.

 

“The old man cackled loudly, kissed his fingerbones, and muttered a prayer beneath his breath.

 

The trip was fairly quiet after that.

 

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The Levers of the Divines – the world’s greatest engineering marvel – now returned to clunking, clattering, churning life. The enormous construct lifted ships from the Hungry Sea up the steep cliff sides and waterfalls into the Loba River, which would then sail off to the free city at the end of the waterway. Every city and town that had positioned itself along the winding river happily rubbed their hands with glee, knowing that they finally had a reason to be living in the perpetual hellscape that was the Loba Desert. The scholars at the School of Natural Philosophy are ecstatic, and allow themselves a singular, triumphant ‘hurrah’ within their lecture halls before getting back to their studies. There were other Loba treasures to rebuild and investigate, after all...

 

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Misc. Effects:
Colonial Bureaucracy: 400,000 pop required for towns.
Tablet of Zakhet: 5% off of all construction prices.
Seljin Fish & Chips: 0.25% growth per turn.

 

Accounts:
Base Gold: 9,000 gold,
Towns/Cities: 33,000 gold,
Merchant guilds: 27,000 gold,
Population: 21,000 gold,
Trade: 18,000 gold from six trade partners (incl. 12,000 from four ports),
Manufacturers: 10000 gold,
The Levers of the Divines: 6000 gold,
Major Trade Route ownership: 3000 gold,
Harkon’s Gems: 4000 gold,
Upkeep: -12,500 gold

Total: 118,500 (121,350 gold incl. vault)
2850 in vault

 

-Standard pioneers, standard farms. What can I even write about this any more? Maybe I should give up. (-9500 gold towards two farm stacks)
 

-With a larger budget than previous years, Lord Protector Charles Ortmeir petitions parliament to forge thousands of sets of armour for the frontline soldiers. The idea of his men facing a force like the Hakkan with mere iron mail both worries and irritates him. (-42,000 gold towards T3 armour for 9,250 soldiers)
 

-The unceasing efficiency of Ruhnnite pioneering has become a near artform. Not only can cities be erected quickly, city expansion itself is now been standardised and optimised. Of course, with standardisation comes rules, and with rules comes hundreds of pages of new paperwork. The Office of Pioneering and Resettlement must sure be pleased. (-42,750 gold towards upgrading three cities)

-Two new settlements are plonked down, officially ending phase one of the Commonwealth’s official expansion plan. (-9500 gold towards two settlements)

 

-A group of plucky leathersmiths have made their way down the southern fork of the Loba river. Hoping to turn the implacable sandcrawlers into a profitable armour business, they spear and study the skin with great attention. (-5000 gold towards sandcrawler armour)

 

-Seeking trade with the strangers to the far west, an expedition is sent out to find and offer trade. Now that a major artery of trade was open, nothing was beyond the reach of the Commonwealth’s envoys. (-2000 gold towards Surya expedition)

 

-Another missive is sent to the Free Cities requesting trade. Now that the river had opened again, surely they would be interested in mutually beneficial commerce? If not, well...

 

600 gold remaining in vault.

 

 

 

Population: 7,419,009 citizens.

 Cities & Investments:
Ruhn (Merchant’s Guild, Temple, Military Academy, Church)
Bruger (Merchant’s Guild, Temple)
Riveruhn (Merchant’s Guild, Temple)
Shatterbridge (Merchant’s Guild, Port, Temple)
Leberstadt (Merchant’s Guild, Port, Temple)
Barter Town (Merchant’s Guild)
Staublund (Merchant’s Guild, Port, Temple)
Eichenholz (Merchant’s Guild)
Shadowcliff (Merchant’s Guild, Port)
Aschengrube (City)(Next turn)
Carroburg (City)(Next turn)
Brakkenbridge (City)(Next turn)
Krokodilsee (Town)
Kargholz (Settlement)(Next turn)
Deepwater (Settlement)(Next turn)
 

Defensive Structures:
Fortress Bergen
 
Other Investments:
30 Farm stacks (32 next turn)
10 Manufactories

Trade Partners:
Kingdom of Five,
Kingdom of Karel,
Auldhuin Hierarchy of Melda,
The Passans,
Kingdom of Hakkan,
Galaharan League.
 

 
 

 

Edited May 29, 2019 by Catostrophy

[Krefarus 65]

 

Antigonid Dynasty

1519
Music

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Triumph in Mongerellia

 

Triumph in Mongerellia had come swiftly and effectively. A short campaign of only several years had begun with minor setbacks, only to end in a resounding victory after the ‘Battle of Fool’s Ridge’ as Aegos’ army was calling it, an obvious play on the humiliating Battle of Fool’s Crossing. Nonetheless, after short negotiations at the Eadni capital, the remaining Mongerellian strongholds and cities threw open their gates for the approaching army. Koribalis and Sûm were brought into the fold, local officials and governors were raised to equivalent positions. Ser Euryleon Aetes, for his nearly life long service to House Antigos and skillful diplomacy is named Lord of Sûm. Lord Byrron, in exchange for his excellent leadership both during battle and campaign, is named Lord-Governor of Voreia Mongerellia (North Mongerellia).

In Pelos the army returns as triumphant and extravagantly as they had left. Banners flew from every window as horns and drums sounded, welcoming the returning soldiers. At the front of the columns, King Aegos VII with a crown golden laurels on his head led the procession. Behind him, the various Lords and Generals rode. Wagons with paintings depicted the great victory over the Mongerellians and displayed the army’s martial prowess rode throughout the city. Barrels of gold and captured loot followed behind the aforementioned wagons, now displaying the great wealth brought to the Freehold through conquest. Truly, the army of Aegos VII was the finest in the far east.

In the Royal Palace, King Aegos VII was once more crowned and bestowed with more titles by now surrendered Mongerellian officials, Latesian Aristocracy, Antigonid Nobles, and Holy men alike. The young king entered the palace as humble as one in his position possibly could be, but arose King Aegos VII, Voleus’ Chosen, Redeemer of the East, Titan of Averos, Hegemon of the Latesian Freehold, Triumpher of Mongerellia, and Upholder of House Antigos, truly a new man.

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Return to Averos

 

A frequent waystation and bustling area of activity for those who remained loyal to the House of Antigos following the collapse, Averos has been the closest thing to core territory many Antigonid rulers could claim to control or rule over. Despite this, the dynasty was forced to abandon the isle millenia ago for a variety of reasons. Aegos’ ancestors had vowed to return to the island and reclaim it for the house, though it would be Aegos who would finally act on such vows. In early 1519 the first wave of Latesian settlers are dispatched to the Island. The planned settlement, known as Solace, is hoped to become a bustling port and a strong buffer to the capital, should invaders attempt to take it by sea.

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[RP to be added later]
[probably...]

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Maps

 

New Settlement & Army Path
______________________
Actions & Spending

Gross Income + Treasury: 60,900 Denarii

Net Income: 54,900 Denarii

 

Financial Actions:
-13,500 A port is constructed in Valandovos

-9000 A Merchants’ Guild is constructed in Valandovos

-9000 A Merchants’ Guild is constructed in Koribalis
-5000 A new settlement (Solace) is founded

-Asterion is elevated to town status
 

Mod Actions: (sorry for how many)

-18,400 Denarii are allocated to the Scholar’s League. They are tasked with a new research project of the utmost importance. The secrecy of such matters is paramount, and it is made clear that any man who speaks openly about the project will soon find himself in need of a head. The newly arrived Librarians are also put to work in assisting the  research. [Fortress Libraries]
 

-A party is sent south to investigate the site of Tourmaline (POI). The rumored city peaks great interest both within King Aegos and the Scholar’s League, as well as how its end came about. Additionally, the prospect of possibly resettling the site is looked into.

-A small host under the command of Lord Byrron is dispatched north into Throat territory in order to thin out the throat numbers. They are to try and avoid large scale engagements, if at all possible. Additionally, they are to investigate the Point of Interest directly along their route. [3,600 Medium Infantry (t3), 400 Medium Archers (t3)]

Edited May 29, 2019 by Krefarus

[Alfonso X el Sabio 19]

 

 

DUCHY OF ULYADAR

1518

 

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No Rp again, sorry!

 

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NATION INFO

 

CITIES:

Ulya(Capitol)(Starter)

Yakur

Alost (Port)(Starter)

Tykirfell

Odeilia

Rypapa

TOWNS:

Elirkuta

Grimsar

Halsar

SETTLEMENTS:

Skalanes

POPULATION:6017634+8k x 7%=6439428

ARMY:

(4500)9 units of T3 Medium Infantry

(2000)4 units of T3 Medium cavalry

(1000) 2 unit of T3 Heavy Infantry

(1000) 2 Units of T3 Crowssbowmen

(2000) 4 Units of T2 Light Infantry

(500)2 Units of T3 Polar Bear Cavalry

ARMY UPKEEP: 2.1K GOLD

NAVY:

10 COGS

5 GALLEYS

UPKEEP FOR NAVY:5K GOLD UPKEEP

 

GOLD:3K(BASE)+18K(POP)+8K(TRADE)+18K(MERCHANT GUILD)+8k(PORT)+ 4K(ECON POINTS)+7k(MANUFACTORY)+21K(TOWN BONUS)+500(Bulgar trading thing)+1k in treasury=88.5K GOLD

 

GOLD FOR THIS TURN:81.4K

 

TRADING PARTNERS: Chapel of True Knauledge, Fortress Libraries, Kingdom of Bulgar Trident, Volaruci Princedoms, The Antigonid Dynasty, Kingdom of Icefeld, The Nascent Kingdom

 

BUILDINGS

FARMS:27

MERCHANT COMPANY:6

CATHEDRAL:1

CHURCH:1

SHRINE:1

MANUFACTORY:7

PORT:2

TRADING COMPANY:3

SETTLEMENTS:3

TOWNS:1

CITIES:6

SHRINE:1

BARRACKS:3

 

TOTAL MAGI:4

TOTAL ADEPT:36

 

KEY CHARACTERS

DUKE BRUCE OF ULYADAR

TANCRED, ORACLE OF THE BLOOD FORGE

LUDIN, ORACLE OF ASSIRBANAKH

DUKE ARVID, DUKE OF ULYADAR(DECEASED)

 

 

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ACTIONS

 

-The shipyards begin to fill themselves this year as woods are felled and 4 carracks begin construction.(4 carracks, -24k)

 

-3 fish farms are constructed.(-15k)

 

-(1000) 2 units of T2 Light Archers are raised.(-4k)

 

-(1500) 3 units of T3 Light cavalry are raised.(-15k)

 

-More barracks are constructed to facilitate the recruitment of more soldiers!(3 Barracks, -15k)

 

-(500)  1 Unit of T3 Medium Infantry is recruited(4k)

 

-The crown recruits a group of 75 well bred and skilled soldiers to attempt to map out a path in the treacherous alpine mountain range that divides and separates the two glaciers. These men are the results of a 10,000 men starting pool, and through multiple strenuous trials and experiments, they've weeded out the weak, and are left with the strong. Now these men are tasked with traversing the formidable peaks, a endeavour never done before, and chart it out for the Duchy. This expedition is funded, and financed by the crown.(4.5k)

 

-Upon hearing rumors of a massive fleet covered in mist heading up the coast towards Ulyadar, Bruce cancels his planned expeditions and begins to out fit his navy for a planned invasion of the cloud reavers.

Edited June 3, 2019 by Alfonso X el Sabio

[Zanderaw 161]

Surya

1519

 

 

 

By order of Alu Kovind, duly-appointed commander of Fort Dawn and Maharajas of Chandmahal,

 

All soldiers stationed in Fort Dawn are to remain at their post for no longer than one week at a time, before returning to duty in civilian districts. All new arrivals are required to submit to an evaluation of suitability before being permitted to serve in Fort Dawn duty. Garrison of the week is to arrive and depart from their post by the marked path ONLY. Deviation from marked path will result in disciplinary action. Any attempt to approach foreign structures sighted near Fort Dawn is a CAPITAL OFFENSE and will be swiftly punished.

 

Unless as punishment for a crime, civilians are strictly prohibited from laboring longer than two weeks at a time on any project on or near the fort. Overseers who notice unusual behavior must report their observations to the current Fort Dawn commandant.

 

Absolutely NO foreign representatives are to be allowed into Fort Dawn or the surrounding area. Officers arriving from Surya will meet personally with the Maharajas before starting duty.

 

Be vigilant. Even the gaze of Mihir has limits.

 

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Current Statistics

 

Expenditure (220,000 Gold)

 

Routine farm expansion. [3 Farms; 15,000 gold]

 

Routine industrial expansion. [6 Factories; 45,000 gold]

 

Suryan settlements continue to spread across Aros, civilian feelers accompanied by wary guards, searching out for the threats which must be there. [2 Settlements; 10,000 gold]

 

Mundarjee, Mudhol, and Mangaluru have all grown quite a bit! Trvly the realm of Mihir prospers. [3 city upgrades with guilds; 72,000 gold]

 

The glowering Sarjee Scindia, Maharajas of Ratnagiri and supreme commander of the Army of Aros, begins a plan he has spent years dreaming of: the recruitment of a national army loyal only to Surya itself. The Sunclad are not Rajas, but they come from everywhere in the realm and so come from nowhere. Their loyalty is not in doubt. [1,750 Veteran T3 Heavy Inf; 49,000 gold]

 

[Special construction; 2,000 gold]

 

Heaping chests of gold to friends of Surya! Take note foreign Tamas, for this is how the mirrored city treats its allies… [7,000 gold to Hilmedhi, plus profit from 7x T3]

 

Tamas mine the silver. Boats move the silver. Dwarves work the silver. Who will find it useful? [Mine in Moonwrought Mountains, unit sent to Hilmedhi; 7,500 gold]

 

For an old city, Surya has done quite a bit of expansion recently. For the best, no doubt. [Two barracks in Surya; 10,000 gold]

 

[2,500 gold remaining]

 

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Population 14,185,769

[Will (TauFirewarrior) 2464]

The Kingdom of Fyr-Darrick

 

 

Nation Stats

 

Leaders

 

King Eonir the Great Stag

 

High Priestess Dycha

 

Prince Aeleandor the Warden

 

Population

 

5,697,972

 

Income

 

Base: 7,000

 

Towns/Cities: 12,000

 

Population: 17,000

 

Trade: 6,000

 

Trade Caravels: 16,000

 

Manufactories: 11,000

 

Merchant Guilds: 12,000

 

Port: 3,000

 

Upkeep: -13,200

 

Total Before Upkeep: 84,000

 

Total After Upkeep: 70,800

 

Treasury

 

Start: 74,300

End: 1,800

 

Trade Partners

 

Galaharian League

Empire of Bordeleaux

Kingdom of Hilmedhi

Kingdom of Bulgar

Republic of Danwent

Fortress Libraries

 

Cities, settlements and Fortresses

 

Talsyn (Capital), Population of City and Surrounding Area: 1,285,444

 

Anmyr (City) Population of City and Surrounding Area: 1,086,444

 

The Midnight Anvil (Fortress) Garrison: 500 Light Archers

 

Modryn (Town) Population of Settlement and Surrounding Area: 865,991

 

Tal Silvoc (City) Population of Settlement and Surrounding Area: 886,018

 

Tal Dovar (Town) Population of Settlement and Surrounding Area: 785,974

 

Glade of the Eternal Midnight (City) Population of Settlement and Surrounding Area: 787,027

 

Buildings

 

Shrine

Hermitage

Monastery

Temple x2

Church x1

Farms x11

Merchant Guilds x4

Manufactory x11

Port

Barracks x2

 

National Idea

 

Guardians of the Forest: For Centuries the Fey peoples had watched over the Forest with careful vigil, many never ending their watch and opting to continue service in the Army of the Fey rather than retire to find a craft outside of Military pursuits. 20% Cost reduction on Veteran and Elite Cost, 10% reduction on upkeep costs for Veteran and Elites.

 

Military

 

3,750 Greenthroat Riders (Medium Cavalry) T2/3 Equipment

 

400 Greenthroat Riders Veteran (Medium Cavalry) T3 Equipment

 

7,000 Greenthroat Guard (Medium Infantry/Archers), T2/T3 Equipment

 

180 Greenthroat Guard Elite (Medium Infantry/Archers), T3 Equipment

 

3,250 Heavy Infantry, T3 Equipment

 

250 Veteran Heavy Infantry, T3 Equipment

 

2,250 Light Infantry

 

3,000 Light Archers

 

200 Veteran Light Archers, T2 Equipment

 

12 Trade Caravels

 

16 Adepts

 

1 Magi

 

3 Mangonels

 

Military Equipment

 

Iron (T2): 3,700 Equipped, 4,750 Stored

 

Leather (T2): 750 Equipped

 

Steel (T3): 12,800 Equipped

 

Detailed Military List

 

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1grgCqnxr1FzkeS9S5YSXjYJZ3CeDbDvHp2pcC5QxLWo/edit?usp=sharing

 

Activity

 

A victory had been secured for the Fey and their close allies, the Darkyrian countryside was sure to fall to their army in this year and any potential reinforcing of the forces of death would be slowed once their capital had been surrounded. Soon the realm of pestilence and decay would find itself surrounded by forest with the Greenthroat once more flourishing in this cursed land. Whats more a point of interest the Adepts had spied as they communicated with the birds and beasts of the forest would now be open to be taken, the War in the Forest was drawing to its end and with it new information is sure to be revealed about the mysterious continent spanning forest that they call home.

 

Losses still needed recouping however, it was now time to rebuild troops that were lost in the recent battle, even if there were relatively few. The Fey knew they had to keep strengthening their army as opposed to the lethargy that gripped them during the first siege. More heavy and medium infantry would be recruited in the coming years in order to keep the military dominance of the Fey around during this war. As such the treasury would be put back to work ensuring sustained economic growth along with meeting the demands of the Military. The more Liberal Princes of the homeland growing dissatisfied as they had hoped for another year of pure economic growth.

 

Prince Anaeran would find himself attending the Second Republican Games after his most recent success commanding the Cavalry in the battle in another great success and outshining his previous achievement. The young Fey Prince now a veteran of multiple battles and earning a reputation as a skilled fighter, rider, archer and having a beauty that most foreigners that is what is considered stereotypical of the Fey by many foreigners. The Prince’s role was to win glory for his King and continue to build relations with the foreign nations to secure the Greenthroat and ensure the outsiders never attempt to enter it, barring the Port City of Anmyr.

 

Expenditure and Actions

 

3,000 is spent on shaping a new tree-folk, a new Ent will join the Fey Army.

 

10,000 is spent on recruiting 1,000 Greenthroat Guard with Steel Equipment to replenish that which was lost in the battle.

 

12,000 is spent on recruiting 1,000 Heavy Infantry with Steel Equipment.

 

20,000 is spent on building 4 new Farms

 

22,500 is spent upgrading a Temple to a Church

 

5,000 is spent building a town to the West of the main borders of the Fey.

[Samoblivion 531]

The Fortress Libraries

1519

 

 

 

Spoiler

 

 

- Common work song of the civilian rates, recorded in the Deep-Forges of the Bastion, 1518.

 

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Points and Basic Stats:

Population: 3,287,394 Humans

Cities: The Bastion (fortress), Fort Vane, Hardshore (keep)

Towns:

Outposts: Endeavour

Buildings: Merchant Guild x 3, Temple, Church, Shrine, Hermitage, School, Trading Company x 6, Manufactory x 2, Farmland x 13 (+4%), Bog Silk Market, Barracks x 3

Economy: 6

Education: 7

Size: 2

Military: 2

Mysticism: 4

Trade Partners: Blackmarrow, Knauledge, Ulyadar, Bulgar, Sehmon, Danwent, Trident, Ashval, Volarucio, Fyr-Darrick

Enclaves: Blackmarrow, Knauledge, Ulyadar, Danwent, Trident, Ashval, Antigonids

 

Army:

5 T1 Librarian Knights (50 men per unit)

2100 T3 Medium Infantry

1500 T1 Light Infantry

2400 T4 Light Archers

500 T3 Medium Cavalry

970 T2 Light Cavalry

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7475 troops

 

10 Adepts

1 Magi

 

Economy:

Saved: 700

Base: 3000

New Towns/Cities: 6000

Econ Points: 6000

Pop: 9000

Trade: 10,000

Ports: 5000

Merchant Guild: 9000

Manufactories: 2000

Bog Silk: 3000

Enclaves: 14,000

Upkeep: -2000

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Total:

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Total Funds: 65,700

 

Actions:

• The combined expeditionary force of the Libraries, Danwent, Volarucio and Blackmarrow head out to the aid of Lusta Kanve.
• The High-Magus, still quartered in the Trident Enclave, offers an audience to the shady man seeking answers.
• Endeavour becomes a town.
• 1000 T3 Medium Infantry [8000]
• 1000 T3 Heavy Infantry [12,000]
• 50 T3 Librarian Knights [4000]
• 3000 T1 Light Infantry [6000]
• Volarucio enclave! [10,000]
• Farmland! [5000]
• Keep at Fort Vane [9,000] (librarian tech – 10% of fortifications)
• Manufactory [7500]

4200 saved

[hellfiazz 878]

T H E   M O R N I N G   K I N G D O M

 

“There are those who cannot fathom an end to Night. There are those who wish to preserve what they have eked out under the Night. They refute the destined, and the righteous. They refuse the Promise of Morning. They must not be suffered.”

The Sermons of Guan Yu

 

Fa Xian had not slept for some time. The days and nights had blurred together since the expedition. He saw and felt the cold, undying rage in that black-crowned skull’s eyes every time his were closed. The image followed Fa everywhere now, save for during prayer. Even that haven was tinged with the fear that it would be taken away. 

 

And yet, the young priest continued his study of the black gems without his resolve faltering. The Morning King himself had assigned this task to Fa, and his dedication to the Morning’s Promise was at the core of his being. He would shed light on this most recondite of treasures.

 

It was the remembrance of this goal that stirred Fa from his malaise, and he turned his gaze back toward the object of his studies. A black gem, taken from Cairn. Under the crystal magnifier, the insides were clearly visible. The cloudy interior swirled and churned within the gem without end, and every so often Fa was sure he could see something moving among the smoke. He noted all this down, omitting the latter part, which he was sure was simply his sleep-deprived delusions. 

 

The whispering returned louder this time, Fa was sure of it. He could not tell if there were more voices. He did not really want to think about them. He turned away once again, waiting with bated breath for the voices to end. At first they had always stopped when he looked away. They lingered for increasingly longer nowadays. Especially long this time. Panic began setting in his heart. He clenched his eyes shut, and held his hands over his ears. He kept waiting. 

 

Then the Black King’s skull resurfaced in his mind. The voices grew louder. Fa could feel all his perception being drawn into those two baleful eyes. They came closer and closer, fog stirring within. His eyes now refused to open, and the whispers had become a hushed and hissed cacophony. Fa suddenly felt the sensation of falling as he was pulled into the black eye, and he was soon swallowed completely. 

 

The clouds were now all around him. Shapes, barely discernable, danced and leaped all around him, their movement so lacking in grace and fluidity that Fa felt deeply uneased by them. He strained his eyes to make them out, but the fog was too thick. Fa tried to move closer, and felt slight relief at the return of his ability to walk. As soon as he moved, though, the shapes ceased their uncanny dance. In fact, they weren’t moving at all. He could see now that they were humanoid in shape, but impossibly thin.

 

A deep dread filled Fa, the same complete death of hope and love and joy he had felt in the Black Room. The clouds were dissipating, and the still motionless shapes were becoming clearer and clearer. He could see now that there were many more of them, they too motionless.

 

Suddenly the rest of the fog cleared completely, and Fa Xian was struck with absolute horror. Black extending forever around him, and the shapes’ nature was revealed – hordes of corpses in various stages of decomposition, though most appeared entirely skeletal, all bearing black gems for eyes. They too extended forever into the distance, but none of them were moving, frozen mid-dance. 

 

He blinked, and in the instant his eyes were shut they had all turned toward him. Thousands upon thousands of the dead stared at Fa with hatred. Fa did not have time to take in the magnitude of the sight before they all surged towards him with unnatural speed. Dozens began clawing at his flesh, scouring his body to the bone. Fa tried to scream, but couldn’t, even as his ribs were pulled open and his lungs tore out. Eventually his entire skeleton was exposed, and only then did the dead relent and stand up off him. 

 

One more emerged from the crowd, its grinning skull bearing a black crown. In its hands were two of the black gems, and it stood still for a brief moment, as if allowing Fa to realise what awaited him. Some unseen force pulled him upright, and the Black King’s grin seemed to widen as it pressed the gems into his eyes. Fa screamed at long last, and his soul joined him in chorus. 

 

Then his eyes opened once more to the sight of his books, his desk, his study. The gem. Without hesitation he returned it to its lockbox, paused for a moment, and then began sobbing uncontrollably. After some time sat there, Fa Xian began a prayer of forgiveness. Then he got up, grabbed the lockbox, and began walking to the Great Temple of the Mother and Father. He could not continue his work. He had failed.

 

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Guan Liang had come to a conclusion, and his court had too. No more would the savage mutants to the west be tolerated. Their minor raids had become an intolerable nuisance, and other peoples had formed a coalition against them. As such, the Morning Kingdom would join forces with those fighting the Bloated Throats next year, and send an army to their west to invade led by the King’s elder brother, Guan Zheng. For now, some preparations were in order.

 

Saving some garrison troops, the entire forces of the Kingdom marshalled at Luoyang, the fortified city on the border with the throats. The newly built manufactory there was requisitioned for the year by the Morning King, and began churning out steel equipment at an unprecedented rate. The entirety of the army was to be outfitted with better arms and armour in order to help them in the coming fight. Furthermore, an additional 1,500 medium infantry were to be recruited and trained, also outfitted with steel equipment. 

 

 

Meanwhile, the newly constructed outpost on the far side of the Black Brume had many thousands of settlers sent to occupy it and its hinterlands. The swiftly growing town was gifted the name Xian Zhanguo – First Grasp. 

 

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S U M M A R Y

Outfitting rest of army with T3 [40k Gold]

3 Units T3 Medium Infantry [12k Gold]

New Town

 

Morning Kingdom Stats

 

[The_Mad_Skylord 28]

THE PRINCEDOMS OF VOLARUCIO

Volaruci Tercios drilling outside the Castill de Ronbarra.

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“And so it was, upon the betrayal of the Children of God, that only one remained loyal – Elluto, Master of Death. As Edios, in his divine sacrifice, merged his power and mind with the Paths of the Spirits, the Veins of the World, his loyalest Child swore to uphold his duties, to gather the souls of the faithful, and to lead them to Salvation in the Realm of the Soul, the beating heart of magic itself...”

 

The low drone of monks’ prayers reverberated through these monastic halls, as the Cardinal of the Faith serenely floated through the corridors – well, serenely for a man with a girth as wide as he was tall. The gentle tap of his slippers gave a strange rhythm to the prayer songs, as they echoed through the walls of the temple. The Order of Sorcerors - a collection of knights-magicka they may be –  were nothing if not truly dutiful in their worship of God. To perform the tasks entrusted upon you by God was often considered to be the greatest form of worship to Edios, so the Order of Scholars studied and the Order of Theologians preached, but the Order of Sorcerors had no chance to practice their skills save in war, and so they prayed.

 

The gilded halls, thick with the iconography of the Volar Church, seemed to stretch for miles, and the Cardinal’s breath became strained. Finally, after passing yet another Cross of Edios, the highest dignitary of the Volar Faith arrived to his solar, where he hurriedly sat upon his couch and poured himself a goblet of wine. No sooner had he arranged himself upon this perch, and sorted his purple-white robes, than appeared an orderly, his secretary to be exact, a scion of the Orda Scholarium. “There is a letter for you, Holiness.”

 

The Cardinal, Virtuous III as he had been known since his ascension to the Cardinalate, gestured impatiently for the letter, awkwardly breaking the seal one handed while gulping wine with the other, the first sentences, however, made him hurriedly sit the wine on the table, and he began to read the rather extensive parchment quickly, eagerly devouring the words writ upon it. He glanced up at his still present secretary. “Quickly, go and fetch the Archbishop of Toulagoza.” the order was curt, but the orderly was long used to such treatment by old Virtuous, he was known to be cantankerous when excitable.

 

After a few minutes the Archbishop, Juan Ortega y Montanes, was bustled into the room, looking indignant in his somewhat hastily donned and ruffled robes. “Holiness, I was preoccup-“ Virtuous, who had long since taken to pacing around his study wheeled on the taller man in annoyance. “I don’t care that you were busy with your whores, Juan, here read this!” A bright flash of anger had come upon the Archbishop’s face, but that quickly subsided as the Cardinal thrust a sheaf of paper under his nose, which he read quickly. Ortega blinked in surprise. “What is this, Holiness?” 

 

Virtuous gulped down some wine, glancing at the Archbishop. “It is how we will secure the supremacy of the Volar Faith. It has come to us by the Will of God, and we must make every use of it – It is the path to a Kingdom of God, ruled by August I of the House de Hontiveros, it is our path to a Kingdom of Revalia, of Dule and of Auldhau.” The Carbinal shuffled around his desk, and sat down clumsily. “Send a mission to Ischyros, Juan, it is the Will of God that all his subjects understand his Teachings. Thankfully, Agostin thirsts for regal power, it is now up to the Volar Church to attain it for him.”

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CITIES AND POPULATION

Population: 4’731’707(+236585 next turn)

Cities:

Toulagoza (Capital)

Grandiz

 

Towns:

Lanovia

Tanovaz

Luegerfeurt

 

Settlements:

Gronindam

 

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FINANCES

Funds this Turn: 52’500
Income:

35’000 Gold (Base – Economic Points, Cities, Towns and Population)

4’000 (Manufactories)

7’000 (Trade – The Chapel, Duchy of Ulyadar, Trident, Fortress Libraries, Danwent, Bourdeleaux)

6’000 Gold (Merchant’s Guilds)

Total: 53’000 Gold (Turn 5)

 

Expenses:

4’000 Gold (Troop Upkeep)

2’000 Gold (Fortress Upkeep)

29’500 Gold (Military Purchases)

28’000 Gold (Construction)

 

Total Remaining: 0 Gold

 

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ACTIONS

-Tanovaz becomes a town.

 

-Prince August of Toulagoza raises another regiment of his new Army of Volarucio, the Tercio de Toulagoza.

3 units of Volarucian Tercios (Medium Unique Infantry) – 10’500

2 units of Crossbowmen – 6’000

1 unit of Rodeleros (Light Infantry) – 1’000

All T3 equipment – 12’000

Total: 29’500 Gold

 

-A Temple is constructed in Toulagoza. 15’000 Gold

 

-The first stages of a Hermitage are built. 13’000/50’000 Gold

 

-4’000 T1 Medium Infantry and 2’000 T1 Medium Archers march to the Fortress Libraries, under the command of Prince Beltrán of Ronbarra, to assist the Librarians against the Bloated Throats.

 

-A religious mission is dispatched to ischyros, to ensure that the people of the city still know and worship Edios, their God and Creator.

Edited June 3, 2019 by The_Mad_Skylord