Knightei

Chadwick clasps his hands in glee at the missive.

”Aha! Finally common and free representation!!!”

Turn 3 – 2203

Quercus Quorum

Flag of the Quercus

The Adaptaar crowded around their screens, watching the news from colony ship return. As they waited, their forms still and vegetative, the broadcast flickered into life.

As the ship neared the planet, the Archon gazed at the surface. Its face remained neutral, as its heart sunk for there were no forests of green on this wasteland. The people of the Quorum could survive there, but the vast deserts held no respite. The plans for mining operations was to continue.

As the ship drifted closer to the planet, an Adaptaar at the sensor block called up.
”Sir, there is another habitable planet!”

”What?! Show me!”

After a day of deliberation, ground parties were sent to both planets, where the discoveries of the Hypotherms of Minima; and the Silicate plantoids of Maxima brought much excitement. The original plan for the sector had to be changed, for the natural beauty of this place was of too great importance to despoil for mining.

”We shall usher in a new age of science and discovery for the Quorum! These planets are clearly gifts of the Old One!”

The launch pads that were used by last years colony ship is once again covered in activity. A much, much smaller vessel is priming for launch, it’s small contingent of engineers and scientists on board prepared for their multi-year voyage.

”We’re ready Metal Shaper.”

“Good good, we must find out more of our surroundings! We must look the nearby systems for what we can use! News is that Olea is home to a silicate analogy of plants, much like us!”

“By the One, thats a divine discovery!”
”Indeed it is! We must find what else is near to us to see if there is more holy gifts nearby!!!”

The work continues as the ship prepares to fire its engines, the shaper consumed in thought. The vessel, eventually, is ready and is sent to the heavens, a sister ship leaving soon after.

The shaper, after weeks of deliberation goes to visit Amissa.
”High Archon... With the new discoveries of Olea... Surely they are most holy?”

“I have thought the same Scarba...”

The burly Adaptaar slams his fist upon the table, its rage boiling.

“Only those damned GIFTED can emmigrate to Olea?!
This is an outrage!”

Its partner leaves the room, their face showing concern. They watch as Grata leaves, heading to their meetings of fellow non-gifted.

As the screens showed that in the new year, an announcement by the High Archon was to be made, the adaptaar farming union finished it’s meeting.

The exploration ships had entered the atmosphere, being loaded for the years of travel ahead of them.

Construction on observation posts, and scientific centres of Olea are undertook, ready for the influx of scientists to come.

State of the Quorum:

Actions Taken:

Two Exploration Ships Began construction in Bombax Sector [2M]

Research into better scientific apperatus is underway [2R spend on RF Improvements [6/25]]

Colony created in Olea Sector

4 Research Centres created in Olea Sector [60k C]

Balance Sheet:

Chadwick cheers amongst his peers, his face jubilent!

“Ave Emperor Joseph! He’ll right the wrongs the current regime has done us!”

Turn 1 & 2

Quercus Quorum

Outskirts of Vittaria, Capital of the Quercus

News and words sped across the atmosphere of Pellaea, the Adaptaar speaking of their current great work. Their homes, cities, industry is almost invisible against the lush forests, the brick spires breaching the canopy. The mood on the streets was jubilant, for great things were abound.

“As I said, the tests are complete, the test engines worked in Sub-Orbit”

“Yes, but we wish to journey into the EXTRA-Stellar, not meddle above our atmosphere.”

“Yes, yes, yes, it will make the journey, albiet slowly.”

The two Adaptaar scrutinised the plans once more, before the High Archon spoke,

“Well, slowly will have to do. There is much room out there Scabra, and eventually we shall find him, as he once found us.”

The Metal singer nodded,

“Yes, we will find Him eventually, it is our purpose to give back to him, as he once gave to us.”

“Yes Scabra, you have it completely. But we must expand forth unto the stars, for Pallaea cannot be all that is!”

The two continued to speak into the night, and many more to follow, plans being hammered into reality.

The two Adaptaar stared at the wall, their black orbs gazing into the depths of the brick.

Do you have it? Can you hear?

One of the two, adorned in simple garments jolted out of his seat,
”Have you begun yet?”

The speaker tutted, half a world away,

“Yes, yes I have. We shall work into this until we wither, so help me.”

With that, the Mind Speaker continued to try and telepath her thoughts across a globe

The Adaptaar worked the field, his body taught with exertion. He continued this, for the day, until he set down his tools, repairing the fence. He hopped into his transport, ran on B-Fuel, and started the engine.

His Cellulose Device pinged him, his loved one telling him to look at the news. Intrigued, he bought it up on the screen.

“My fellow citizens of Pallaea! We have come so far, and soon we shall move amongst the stars! Our quest to seek the Old One has begun!”

With disgust, the man turned off the broadcast:

“It’s all about that ‘Gift’ of theirs isn’t it? Seems like they’re cursed with collowing it blindly.”

He shakes his head, spitting out the window, as he travels home.

Every eye, well most eyes, were peeled to the screens, while hundreds of thousands had travesed from far and wide to cluster on the cliff face. Out to sea was a square of steel, a large vessel standing upon it.

“My fellow citizens of Pallaea! We have come so far, and soon we shall move amongst the stars! Our quest to seek the Old One has begun!”

The High Archon gazed at his people, the fellow devout Adaptaar gazing back at his televised self. A thought arrived to him, from scant meters away, out of shot.

They are ready to launch, launching  in T- 10...

“And so, 9, we can, 8, look upon, 7, the stars, 6, and know, 5, that our, 4, brethren, 3, are, 2, amongst, 1, Them!

Launch.

With a roar, the fusion engines began their nucleus bonding, and a glow trail imprinted upon the retina of the watching Adaptaar.

For the stars are now there for them to wander, in quest for their diety.

State of the Quorum:

Sectors:

Characters of Note:

Population

Actions Taken:

Turn 1: A Colony Ship is constructed [-8M]; Contsruction of 7 CI in Bombax [-70k C]

Turn 1: Decleration of Bombax as Holy World.

Turn 2: Construction of 3 CI in Bombax [-30k C], 

Turn 2: The Colony Ship moves into the ‘North’ sector.

Turn 1 & 2: Research was forwarded into improving Research Centres [2 + 2 R 4/25]

Turn 2: [Mod] The Adaptaar Mind Speaker has conducted Psionic Tests into Telepathic speech across the world/longer distances.

Balance Sheet (Turn 1):

Incoming Stockpile:

Income:

Expenditure:

Outgoing Stockpile:

Balance Sheet (Turn 2):

Incoming Stockpile:

Income:

Expenditure:

Outgoing Stockpile:

[OOC]

Application

Username: Knightei

Discord: Sent

Ideas and Suggestions?: N/A

Nation Name: Nathus Abyss

Race: Adaptaar

History: (Optional.)

 Map location: (Remember, fill the square(s) and send it to me privately.)

Starting Sectors: 1 (will talk on discord about boon).

Chadwick flexes his fingers against themselves, cracking his knuckles and rolling his neck. He reaches down to draw his favoured weapon, one which fells giants in a single stroke.

He takes this mighty weapon and uses it to swipe down at it’s intended target. Chadwick grins, satisfied, looking at the ancient copy of the Writ of Bastardisation.

The writing he has just inscribed there reads as such:

”WHO EVEN CARES ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED 150 YEARS AGO.

 THEY’RE THE LAST OF THE LINE AND CAN CLAIM IT BACK YOU DOLT.”

**MC Names of all involved**

Knightei

**Description**

To prevent wholesale slaughter of my lovely sheep, a mass buying of tokeballs were made. They were used to keep approximately 12 sheep to be stored in the balls within a chest.

The sheep were captured during high server load, and released under no server load, and the sheep seem stuck with no ai. The sheep can breed with sheep not stored, otherwise they sit doing nothing

**Date of occurance**

14/04/19

**In game specifications**

Chadwick Morris – Persona; Sheep pen outside Ves / stored in home in Ves (PM for details)

**Steps to Reproduce**
<!--- Provide all the steps necessary to reproduce the problem -->
1. Capture sheep using 12 tokeballs duing high server load
2. Store in chest and leave for approx. 15 hours
3. Use the tokeballs to release the sheep
4. ???

5. Be very confused at why the mobs don’t work

**Expected Behavior**
Sheep are captured during high server load with no ai. Are released in no server load with ai.

**Actual Behavior**
Sheep are captured during high server load with no ai. Are released in no server load with no ai.

Chadwick leaves Adria, watching the city as it begins to burn. He thinks upon the people, the feisty Adrians and the hub of merchants and commonfolk; their joy, laughter and dreams going up in smoke.

”Ave Imperium... It seems...”

Chadwick nods, reading the proclamation.

“Long Live the King, Long Live the Duke.” 

8 minutes ago, LithiumSedai said:

Charles-Edmond Talraen de Rennes, famous Minister, baron, and white knight extraordinaire, dismisses the report as an obvious Reiver forgery of malicious intent, having never heard of a month named Malin’s Welcome. 

Chadwick burns all reference to the month, wishing the famous minister would set up a commission on the teaching of Imperial Date nomenclature to those not of the great knowledge.

ADRIAN DUMA OF HIS GRACE MARIUS I

10^th Owyn’s Flame 1710

PREFACE

With the auspicious crowning of His Grace, Marius I, as Duke of Adria, abiding by the Franciscan Articles His Grace called the people to the Duma. Before the Chancellor, Lord Morris, could begin the Duma, His Grace gave multiple announcements.

Firstly, the man named as Conrad de Faltstaff approached His Grace, petitioning for a fief to call his own. Citing loyalty, skilled men and noble heritage, Conrad was granted the County of Leuven by His Grace, and was assigned a patch of land between Adria and Haense to call his own.

Secondly, His Grace announced for the man named John Robichaud to step forth. Announcing that John Robichaud had completed his knightly quest, to duel 5 formidable men and win, His Grace saw fit to knight John Robichaud into the Marian Retinue. Ser John ‘the wise’ Robichaud arose and was formed as the first member of the Marian Lodge of Adria.

Finally, His Grace had listened to the call of Marshall Khroll, in that the City of Ves has been slow in funding the City Guard, meaning their pay had been withheld. His Grace decided, in his generosity, to pay Marshall Khroll out of his personal coffers, a sum of two thousand minas, in order to ensure the brave City Guard of Ves are compensated for their sacrifices.

THE ALDERMEN

To begin the Duma, the Chancellor asked the people not of the Duma to step forth and select themselves as Aldermen. Upon rolling the Duma Dice, finding the numbers six and then four, the following men were selected Aldermen.

Eughan Gull, Dragoon

Donnue la Croix, Dragoon

And with that, the Duma got underway

PROPOSAL ONE

Proposal One was given by Cottage Lord Matthias Rutledge, and due to his concern of the youth of this city turning to alcohol, proposed the Duchy set the drinking age to 16.

His Lord Varoche, Paul E. O. P. L. E. F. Horen-Varoche, noted the age of supremacy was 14, so therefore the drinking age to be lowered to this, so therefore the law was amended to have the minimum drinking age cut to 14.

Taking this to the vote, the Nae’s had it, following a strong bloc of votes from the Military, along with support of the Lord of the Tavern of ves.

PROPOSAL TWO

Proposal Two was given by Marshall Khroll, on behalf of the Dragoon’s Captain, Junar. They aimed for the construction of the Barracks for the Dragoons.

The proposal was tabled, as the Duma felt the City of Ves Council

PROPOSAL THREE

Proposal Three was given by Baozhen Yehenara, representing the Myre Cottage Lord on behalf of Alfred Myre. The proposal asks for a more formalised system of adoption, wherein the courts must decide upon the eligibility of the parents.

First, Lord Varoche and Marshall Khrol determined indentured servitude would operate as a fine alternative, however the recent change in the City of Ves law (Circa Third City of Ves Assembly, 1709). An alternative was proposed by the City of Ves Mayor, Emmeline Grunwalder, to begin a Cadet school, with the aim of giving the orphaned children of Ves a good start in life by discipline and hard work from the City Guard

Taking this to the Vote, the Yea’s had it, following an almost unanimous decision.

PROPOSAL FOUR

 Proposal Four was given by the Ducal Historian, myself Chadwick Morris. The proposal was concerning the fact the traditional ducal seat of Varoche was given to Lord Varoche for services to the Duchy, however this has left His Grace without a seat to rule from, using the Palace of Varoche when and need be. Therefore the proposal was to construct a new ducal palace, exactly one meter higher than that of the Palace of Varoche.

This proposal drew incredibly heated arguement. Lord Varoche vehemently opposed the proposal, citing it to be an insult to the County of Varoche. Cottage Lord Ruttledge and Ducal Seneschal, represented by City Clerk Nedric in lieu of Alfred Myre, argued instead for the construction of homes rather than another Palace. The Military bloc however started a bidding war to increase the height of the palace. To placate the bloc, the Proposal was ammended to be taller than the Palace of Varoche by one and one half meters.

Taking this to the Vote, the Yea’s had it, follow an incredibly close vote.

PROPOSAL FIVE

Proposal Five was also given by the Ducal Historian. The proposal was to form an Adria Criminal Code, derived from His Grace’s second seat of the Kingdom of Haenseti-Ruska. The proposal also included a rider for the position of Ducal Justicar, a new council position to act as judge for matter external of the City of Ves, and for matters of High Treason. The role would act in conjuction with that of the Magistrate of the City of Ves, and both roles can fill in for the other in event of absence.

The Proposal at first was met with agreement, until the notice of the Consanguinity law, which would disinherit Lord Varoche. The Ducal Historian admitted he overlooked the complications and agreed to ammend the law out of the Proposal. The Proposal was then brought to vote, where Lord Varoche noticed the rider and declared the Proposal must be voted nae.

Taking this to the Vote, the Nae’s had it, an almost unanimous decision save the Chancellor and the Ducal Historian.

PROPOSAL SIX

Proposal Six was given by the City Clerk. Proposing the second city charter amendment, the city council was to include a rotating seat of aldermen, as outlined in Third City of Ves Assembly, 1709. The proposal was not chosen to be discussed.

Taking this to the Vote, the Yea’s had it, a unanimous decision.

PROPOSAL SEVEN

Proposal Seven was given again by the City Clerk. Proposing the third city charter amendment, the city clerk receives the petition and the money for the title of Patrician for the City of Ves.

The Ducal Historian required a clarification that His Grace still decides on who is granted the title of Cottage Lord, where Lord Varoche agreed to the ammendment.

Taking this to the Vote, the Yea's had it, a near unanimous decision.

PROPOSAL EIGHT

Proposal Eight was given by the Cottage Lord Rutledge, proposing the end of the Duma.

Taking this to the vote, the Yea's had it, a unanimous decision.

And so concludes the Duma of 1710

Penned by Chadwick Morris esq.

Ducal Historian

On behalf of His Grace, Marius I

Duke of Adria, King of Hanseti and Ruska, Grand Hetman of the Army, Prince of Kusoraev, Dules, Ulgaard, Lahy, Sorbesborg and Slesvik, Duke of Margrave of Rothswald, Count of Karikhov, Baranya, Kavat, Karovia, Torun, and Kaunas, Viscount of Alamar, Baron of Valwyk, Rostig, Esenstadt, Krepost and Kralta, Lord of the Westfolk, Lord of Markev, Protector of the Highlanders, etcetera

Chadwick smiles while reading the paper, eyes sparkling with the possibilities ahead.

“This requires more reporters for His Grace’s Duchy!
 

9 hours ago, Publius said:

Timeo de la Baltas notes the centralization and qualitative reforms of the Haense military as Adria’s own growing, considering writing a missive on the subject!

Chadwick smiles, sitting in the Morris Society Hall in Adria. Reading the missive, and speaking to no one in particular.

”Interesting move, shouldn’t affect us here however, it is only for the Realm of Haenseti-Ruska, where the Duchy of Adria is in the Crown of Renatus! King Marius is wise to acknowledge his separate demesnes.”

Chadwick nods, reading over the advertisement once more.

“Ah, the industriousness of my fellow man, I must ask this fellow about the services so beautifully demonstrated.”

After reading the imperial missive, Chadwick reads the missive from Adria, upon completion he laughs, smiling, throwing his head back.

”You must give it to Paul for being a skilled politician, the man is wise in his years and clearly his care for his people exceeds that of his ambition.

I recall an elf calling checkmate upon the imperial missive. I do believe that elf was sorely mistaken.”

Chadwick nods, reading over the missive before frowning.

”The emperor has the right to ask of them to expel the enemies of man...
But at what cost? Why not ask his half-brother Duke Paul in a diplomatic fashion?”

Chadwick smiles, giving a small cheer!

“Huzzah! May the Morris Rise!”

Chadwick reads the missive, shooting out of his chair and yelling,

”Holy f***!”

Seated in his office at the heart of Helena, Chadwick Morris, esq. reads through the statement, eyebrows shooting up at the ‘Bonded Servants’.

“I do hope this section is a joke, or we can atleast see a full law given on this, for imagine the scandal of an elf holding the contract of a human!

Or even the comparison of this to slavery...”

Chadwick nods slowly to himself, slouching in his chair and writing to members of the Imperial Preservation Party.

On 3/8/2019 at 10:31 PM, Nathan_Barnett36 said:

Full Name: nathanbarnett36

City of Residency: Reza

Year of Birth: 1646

Address: Reza, Palace

 

Chadwick, director of the IEC replies to the voter’s request:

“Dear Sir,

The IEC requires your name, not your skygod tag.

Kind Regards,

Chadwick Morris, esq.

IEC Director”

IMPERIAL
PRESERVATION YOUTH

(IPY)

Est. 11^th of The Deep Cold, 1702

“Uni nationi DEO ducente.”
 

WHO ARE WE
 

We are the Future! We are the Young! We are the IPY!

We are here to support our EMPIRE! We are bringing back what made the Empire the power it is!

WHAT WE DO

The IPY tell the adults of the Empire, what the children of today WANT! We help them raise funds! We help them put up posters and spread the word! We help each other learn and become the next great leaders of the Empire!

HOW YOU GET INVOLVED

The IPY take ALL children into the fold! Post a letter below to show your interest! If you are an adult, please sign up for the IPP.

Name (RP/Mcname):

Race:

Age:

8 hours ago, TarreBear said:

     Nation-List

• Belvitz

As a proud Adrian, I must ask for a quick fix to this (Belvitz is the main town of Adria (like how Curon is not the name of their main settlement))

Peter nods at the summons, thinking of the upcoming Dumas arguing.

“Eh, Ah think that this time we might actually get a wall, or at the very least a trench!

And a lovely war to smite down them bears...”

Peter grins, returning home to sharpen his blade.

Why are you still here (by that I mean forums and making amas), and who even were you, I legit can’t remember who you were in the WR.

Peter hears of the letter, slowly picking the letters apart, ”T’crows will pick t’bear’s bones clean!”