wolfdwg

We've got some aussies in Norland. Decently active, and always looking for new, or returning players. Feel free to send me a PM on here or discord if interested!

Lyonel welcomes the Curon vassals that have seen through the lies of Mr. Joseph the landless Emperor.

"All-father bless those pointy eared bastards, good to have'm with us again!" Lyonel would roar in the tavern as the Norfolk are celebrating their recent victory in the Helena Plains.

"F'ock off marnan," Lyonel would comment as he pillaged the pockets of the two men he slew.

o7 old golem friend.

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Oh I'll always be a Renatian till the day I drop and die,

And I'd hate to be a Orenian coz' they’re bastards and they’re sly,

Oh they’re all dirty wee fat fo’cks, and they’re two faced slimy c’unts,

They should be burnt out and sent to Aeldin now to spend their fo’ckin punts.

So come on Jim don't talk to him, his head’s a-fo’ckin-way,

You young lads should be a man and fight the H.O.E,

No matter what they tell you, no matter what they say,

Follow in your father’s footsteps son and join the R.D.A.

No I don't give a fo’ck about Joseph Horen coz he doesn't give a fo’ck about me,

And we don't give a fo’ck about Marius Barbanov or that bastard Arthur,

Coz they’re all dirty wee fat fo’cks, and they’re two faced slimy c’unts,

They should be burnt out and sent to Aeldin now to spend their fo’ckin punts.

So come on Jim don't talk to him, his head’s a-fo’ckin-way,

You young lads should be a man and fight the H.O.E,

No matter what they tell you, no matter what they say,

Follow in your father’s footsteps son and join the R.D.A.

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Penned by Lyonel

“F’ock off Marnan”

@Emenzi

"There may be hope yet for Curon. All-Father guide them on this perilous journey," remarks Lyonel.

Sure why not. Already got the furries, the apes, all were missing is lizard people.

“Hm, hope this doesn’t turn into a schism war...” Gotz would mumble to himself.

Sun Cycle: 2202th Passing

Nyr had been completed, and to the stars it went. Voyaging around controlled Enclave sectors, Ever watchful, and ever guarding. Meanwhile on the the home sector Isiona, unrest was being quelled as labor strikes had been enacted as the foremen who sought the upgrade of the planet’s infrastructure got muddy and confused with individual schematics. Eventually the Civil sector was decided on and improvements were made swiftly. Whilst with in the sector Hads, materials were beginning to be produced, securing a stable supply of resources for further en devours. As the previous year ended, a hardened battalion of soldiers were enlisted and trained. With the ending of the previous year came their graduation to a full-time battalion aimed at protecting the Isiona Sector.

It was noticed that on Nyr’s sector wide voyage, that speed seemed to be slow and unsatisfactory, with this the orders came to research a faster way to travel among the ether. Security was lacking on the outer sector of Hads, and the council deemed it fit to raise another battalion of soldiers, this time on the outer sector. As the revenue came in, the council could not help but realize they’d need to do far more maintenance and build up their civilian sector, and thus more building was ordered.

Actions:

Building 2 Civil Infrastructure Blocks (Sector Isonia) (20k C)

Enlistment of 1 Regular Company (Sector Hads) (1 M 1 S)

Research begins into a faster way of travel (2 R)

Movement:

Destroyer Class Nyr will scout out the Sector right of the Isionia Sector

Upkeep:

Basic Industry Sectors x3 (Sector Hads) (3,000 C 3 L)

Destroyer Warship (1,000 C 1 T)

Isionia Regular Battalion (Sector Isionia) (1,000 C 1 T)

Sector Fortifications (Sector Isionia) (3,000 C 2 T)

Situation was resolved, this thread may be closed/moved/locked/deleted.

For some reason my account/username has been placed under an authentication password, which I have no access too. Cannot use any of it’s sub commands. I don’t remember doing an Auth before on my account, Help dev plz.

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Sun Cycle: 2201th Passing

On the eve of the new year cycle soil churned beneath the desolate planet of the Isiona Sector. It’s cold icy surface gave way to openings as once sealed doors, creaking with age, opened to the cool thin atmosphere. The sounds of roaring engines resonated as the once still and silent planet, buzzed with vigor and life. From the depths of the caverns came the rock-like beings, resembling that of humanoids. They set to work by rolling out large behemoth engines, carrying what appeared to be space-craft and launching equipment. Next followed figures dazzled in gems of pure violet, pulsating with energy. As they approached the launching site, a few physical exchanges were made, and all was set. Three... Two... One...

The surface of Ision erupted with a pluming cloud of smoke, trailing behind a ship rising into orbit. Above the desolate planet resided a what appeared to be a rotating moon. But on closer inspection of the moon’s surface would reveal what appeared to be a space station, bustling with life. On a dock loading bay resided what appears to be the outlines of a ship being made... 

Destroyer Class ‘Nyr’ in the midst of being constructed on Isionia’s Moon-base 

Sector Isonia prospers as below the surface, in it’s planetary hive city, construction begins as old steelworks churn anew with vicious ambition. Along with metalworks comes basic needs for materials as once long forgotten blocks of industry once more spark with life. New renovations to housing blocks had been finished a few cycles prior, as they churn out revenue for Council, being used to fund en devours within the fledgling nation. With a new age becomes the need for research, and thus the need for blocks to be allocated as such. Hopefully by the end of the cycle new advancements could begin to better the average citizen on Isonia, and to the Enclave as a whole.

Sector Hads remains silent as it’s newly colonizing population receives it’s first few births since making planet fall a few cycles prior.

“We will carve our destiny in the eternal Ether. As we shall protect our sacred home. Glory be to our origin, we shall persevere.”

- Kynek, Seer of Future

Actions:

Building Destroyer-Class Ship (6 M)

Building 3 Basic Industry Blocks (Sector Hads) (30k C)

Building 2 Civil Infastructure Blocks (Sector Isonia) (20k C)

Enlistment of 1 Regular Company (1 M 1 S)

Upkeep:

Sector Fortifications (Sector Isionia) (3k C) (2T)

Username: Wolfdwg

Discord: (Pm if you want.) Wolfdwg#7648

Ideas and Suggestions?: N/A

Nation Name:

The Enclave of Ision

Race:

Kuilei

History: (Optional.)

Ision, a planet that would go unnoticed to the average eye, as it was inhospitable to those of flesh. It’s ozone was very thin and the air was almost non existent. The surface was all but vacant, however beneath the surface of this desolate planet were a race of rockmen. They dwelled in the vast caverns of the underrealm beneath the surface. Here they dwelled in groups called troops, similar to that of a gorilla's’ of our reality. Having no vocal organs, their forms of communication were limited and often resulted in displays of physical prowess. Their reproduction was unorthodox as well, being a unisex species. A pairing of two was needed to form a batch of crystal like entities that would grow and eventually nurture into future Kuilei. A process that took a significant amount of time, which impeded the growth of the Kuilei. Due to this slow reproduction process, often times a duel between two alpha Kuilei, or troop leaders, would usually not result in death, but submission of the weaker Kuilei, and eventual assimilation into the victorious alpha’s troop. It is noted however a small subsect of the Kuilei bear large and jagged crystals along what would be a humanoid spine, usually the color of a teal shade. It is said those who are blessed with these ambiguous traits are somehow connected to the psionic plane. It is observed that those who possess these abilities have a much more elaborate anatomy, having crystals and various stonework in their innards that seem to be interlinked to the brain, pulsating with nurel energy.

It would seem around two centuries before the present time, that a surge of technological improvements came about to the almost primitive Kuilei. It is unknown what brought about their golden age of advancement, but it is theorized that due to their psionic connection, that they began to unify. Once fractured troops began to form under a sole figure, Kynek. Kynek was one of these special kuilei that had formed a bond to the psionic plane, and perhaps with its aid he envisioned a united planet. There they began to develop space-faring technology, along with crude armaments. Slowly spreading out into their sector, colonizing a few planets. It is then they conquered another sector of vacant space which brought about the discovery of other long lost Kuilei subspecies. Bearing the color of red within their crystal formations, it seemed the ‘Blues’ engaged in a planetary purge, wiping out almost the entire subspecies. It is unclear as to why this occurred, but the surviving

‘Reds’ were assimilated into the victorious ‘Blues’. It is then the Kuilei of Ision took a evolutionary change, as the two mingled together, to form a new subspecies, dubbed ‘Violets’. They bore a pigmentation of purple, a mix between blue and red on a color pallet and this was their result. It is present year, and Ision home sector stands as a fortress for those who inhabit it, guarded from the terrors that might await them outside of their own boundary...

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Starting Sectors: 1-4 (every sector not taken permits you to request a boon)

2 sectors

1 minute ago, Mavromino said:

I don’t know about you but I find being able to destroy and evict a city without a warclaim to be a pretty big manipulation of the rules.

I don't think we have war rules in the first place, and we're nearly 4 months into the maps lifecycle.

“URGUAN FOR THE DWARVES! NAVARK OZ URGUAN! URGUAN FER’EVAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”, a proud Gandrik would proclaim, letting loose the cry of bagpipes, a hymn and tribute to the days of old!

((Snowflake warning this is loud))

Gandrik would shout cheerfully for his kin’s new found homeland, and newly forged unification! “NAVARK OZ AGNARUM!”

Mate simply picks at his teeth, after eating a delicious hesburger, cooked by Mr. Sniffles!

“GOD bless our new home!” Johnny Dogs would state proudly.

This is why the snelven genocide needs to be every map! TO prevent them from creating good content!

Nice vid tho buff +1

“Foolish wishes from an old and decrepit mali,” would state Edymr as he lit the forge in Gladewynn, churning steel for the coming feud.

Ave Arteh! +1

Sure.

Sometimes I wonder, if we Reiters should've let them red cloak fellers kill off the dominion 

Re-add warzones b/w skirm wcs and siege wcs