Jentos

ON THE RAEVIR DIASPORA Second edition An essay on the past and current fate of the Raevir people as of year 132 of the Second Age The history of the Raevir does not stem, as the Auvergnians, or Oyashima, in the foreign states - but emerges from the roots themselves of not only descendant history, but religious canon, as direct descendants from XXXXX Joren. Raevir are the children of Anthos, born, bred, and made staple on that territory of old and long dead days. The history of the raevir is long, tumultuous - steeped in warfare as much as a raging desire for self determination. For ours is the might of Krajia; the wisdom of Sigismund; the might of Arpad. When one thinks of raevir, he may think of straw huts and squealing pigs; but if he speaks those things, then the raev remind him starkly, quickly, and bloodily, of Jaromir the Dancer, and other heroes and deeds of old. To any who might ever wonder what it was that the raevir had accomplished; let I remind those new kings enjoying their rule that it was a raevir who cut off the head of an emperor before it became fashionable to do so. Krajia and Kralta stand as sweet memories to the young raevir today, who remember the charm, tenacious difficulty, and the exploits of the old raevir. Life was still not kind to our people; but in that suffering it found a meaning. It was hardship that made our people, but it also destroyed it. Today, scholars understand a number of splits within the modern raevir, and they can be physically observed, from the raev of Haensi-Ruska, or “Siegradic” raev, and those of the Adrian lands, or “Adrian” raev. These splits can be understood from the dispersal of the Hetmanates, wars amidst the canonists, the crash of empires, and the unsuccesful attempts at the settling of the steppes in bygone days. Moreover, and indicating that dispersal and “mixing”, is the commonly accepted fact that many of the aristocratic and noble families of the various nations of Man descend with some regard from raevir ancestors. Moreover, a variety of the cultures of man trace their evolution to earlier raevir history as well as raeviri influence on the development of their cultural traits and aspects. Let us not also forget the orders that were manned by large numbers of the raevir, among them the Carnatian league, and the Order of the Black Sepulcher of the North. However the mixed nature of such orders, as well as those other cultures drawing from raevir stock point to the fact that the raevir, from Kralta onwards, were not mythically unified, but existed within other focal points outside of some purely “raevir” society, though the presence of ethnically and culturally unified hetmanates across history is not to be disregarded either. From this, we can surmise that the idea of some larger diaspora has existed for approximately 600-700 years, mayhaps even more, apart from rare, brief times in history such as with the formation of Krajia and the unification movement pursued by St Arpad Ivanovich as ruler of the raevir, and posthumously crowned as the king of Ruska by the raevir people. As per the current political, ethnic, and culturally divided state of the raevir, it has become far more advantageous for the raevir to exist under some larger authority which not only ensures their protection, but increases the odds that they exist under a flourishing community and society. Moreover, it should also be contemplated that the past living standards of the raevir were low; existing on either serf-like subsistence farming, or through excessive raiding, our raevir ancestors lived brutish, if in some sense “noble” life. However, such a traditional lifestyle is limiting in its scope, being largely unwelcoming to foreigners and difficult to sustain a long-term and large population. Therein, in the presently modern times, as this is written in the early second age year 132 of our Lord, we are left with two camps; the one is a people living under a large ethnic community, under the title held by the Kingdom of Haense of Ruska, so beheld so proudly. The other, ruled by a line cherished for stemming predominantly from a Carrion line (albeit both groups claim it), but under threat of a multi-front war, and the disgrace of its ruler. And then, we can also observe those others; split amidst nations, and without enclave, these are the wayward and the lonely who exist in smaller clusters, largelly in family units removed from any “central” raevir society. There exists also the conception of some Vaskan ‘county’, an ethnic and cultural raevir society under the Auunic state, possessing its own Duma and leadership under the descendants of House Ivanovich, but otherwise adopting the legal strappings of a common traditional ‘county’. Many of these raevir exist with some semblance of contentment - however their nature varies from camp to camp. While the lonesome raev may exhibit a variety of ethnic and cultural differences, to the point where they may no longer even outwardly consider themselves “raevir”, the Haensetic-Ruskan raevir does not “truly” exist. Such a raevir exists solely under a legal term, which amounts to a theory, which amounts to nothing. The population of Haenseti-Ruska may exhibit a few rare specimens of raevir, but lacks a recognizable, large permanent, sovereign, ethnic and cultural raevir population. Instead, the most recognizable aspects of the raevir image of Haense lays in the history of the honourable house of Ruthern, Barbanov - and so on, despite the fact that many members of such houses no longer recognize themselves as wholly raevir, whether from the fact of cultural development and evolution, to the negative perception of the modern raevir, in contrast to the nigh mythical status that comes from the now far diluted Carrion lineage. On the other hand, we also have such a thing as the “Adrian” - a new subsect of the raevir, touched by the behaviour of the hearthlander within an increasingly metropolized and centralized environment. We may observe of course, a number of families, as well as local individuals identifying as raevir, while others trace their heritage to that of the Ivanovich. In such a sense - the presence of a permanent raevir population is more apparent. These exist as a contemporary raevir, somewhat detached from its roots and traditions, but surviving. Instead of pursuing a Ruskan kingdom, we observe a free state pursuing an “Adrian” crown, under which these contemporary raevir might exist, recasting a new image, albeit, under a troubled leadership, a duma consisting of Horeners, and the shadow of war. Adria stands as a melting pot of cultures - for one, much like Haense, it recalls its roots to the old Carrion line proudly, but it moreover fails to create a truly raevir nation-state. But this begs the question; what is a Raevir? The raevir is an ethnic and cultural identity that emerged from the Jorenite tribe, who formed in the lost land of Anthos. The raevir possess a number of distinguishing features; from their dress, speech, traditions, mannerisms, architecture to their conceptualization of space, faith, and society. Typically either adorned in the dress of a kazakh, to the gowns and robes of a northern merchant or rider, the raevir exists at a crossroads; at once they are proud, humble, headstrong, on the other they are mighty, vindictive, and sharply spoken. They exist between the point of warfare and the one of society, at once susbisting from the spoils of conquests and raids to the produce of their fields. The raevir tolerates both the harsh mountains, the thundra, the northern winters - to the warmth of southern steppes. The raevir does not so much exist within the world as he tolerates its existence - from which he will thank the heavens, his ancestors, his saints, and toil the field or shake a merchant upside down until it is that he has made out of the world what he desires. At once the raevir is a good dancer, and on the other he curses - he speaks raevir, and enjoys drink. None can better produce Carrion Black, than an authentic raevir institution. The town of a raevir, a hetmanate, or sich, is led either by the Hetman, Ataman, lord, or some groupings of elders. Respecting rank, station, and age – the raevir listens with open ears. And to them is owed this one saying; that if one should draw their sword, it ought only to return in the scabbard wet with blood. Being natural workers, warriors, hunters, and farmers, the raevir is nigh almost destined for some form of rural existence, where the peoples of his community are well known by all. They exist within the foundations of forts, or within the straw and wooden roofs of hovels and dubious townhouses. The raevir is faithful; both to his elders and ataman, and to his God and ancestors. He pays omage to the wise-women, to the sage, he finds wisdom out of omens, the folk-magic, and the relics of the past. Amidst all things however, the raevir is ; strong, wise, and sovereign. Strong for his existence depends on it, wise so that he might learn from the past and use his strength for the good of all peoples, and sovereign over his soul, heart, space, and body. The raevir, in short - embodies the very image of the strelt. In conclusion, the present state of the raevir is a split affair. Only in the Vaskan county do we really see a solely largelly raevir society that is ruled by raevir, for raevir. However, such a society exists under the threat of foreign occupation, population loss, and alienation. It must, as such, guide itself towards a state of political and social strength, as well as opportunities for self-determination within an age of dead empires and free states. While it is undeniable that the raevir exist not as a centralized people, encompassing a vast array of kingdoms, lands, and nations, the raevir people of Aevos must enterprise to obtain political and cultural recognition, as well as the opportunity for greater unity under a web of interdependent raevir sichs and enclaves. Your most humble servant, Janislav Odnookyy-Voron

The An-Gho sat, eyes afire, and with a tongue of gold. His skin was as rock, his heart an actor. The creature remained implacable, unreadable. In the end, there could be but the Golden Path; Asioth, and the cruel price it demanded of the World, if but for its salvation. Beware the poet - so the timeless adage went.

"What is an Adria." said the An-Gho

I just mean something that's more interconnected. I think it might become a real problem due to the size of the map (they made it rly big).

Hallo Idk if fast travel is getting implemented but maybe we should have roads connecting to each side of the map to various areas instead of having a silly circle that takes forever to get around !! Idk map is new mayhaps I am mistaken but roads r cool we can have more lanes for our horse dependent infrastructure Thank -Jentos

A worn raevir gazed at the poster, reckoning an establishment he had once owned of the same name. He felt duty, rising in his chest.

"A wise work, grasping at a deeper purpose amidst potion-brewers. These are the writings of a true alchemist." so spake the An-Gho.

I love men -angho

"the ******* sun deer people" -angho

yeah

Just open up one of the old PVP/Warclaim maps, or at least make those available :*

I dun want it

(Snip)

Give me murderchild malepreg back then we can talk . . .

Wheres the malepreg?

"Minitz has fallen. It's over." said a monk, his head held down and eyes tightly shut.

A letter is penned, and sent to the author, delivered by a small, bat-winged creature with a serpentine tail. The nature of the Dreadknights requires the usage of powerful blood magic, and the bindings of rune upon the armour, which not only retain the plates together, but bind the soul required to carry out the dreaded will of its maker. These are the machinations of an old, limitless science; blood. Blood is the engine of all things living and observed, from thoughts, to very realities. Understanding its conception opens the way to bending life to ones will through an almost religious, and sacrilegious understanding of it. This sorcery is one used by the despairing, the cruel, and the careless; for the very essence of a being is locked into cold steel, removed of its passions, languishing, and bound to a master. I will not delve into its implication for the immortal soul, and its stain upon our very reality. The destruction of such runes is paramount to defeating a dread knight. Short of that, forges or bodies of lava were once used to melt them apart. They may also be buried or trapped. I find it surprising that their armour fell apart; signalling perhaps the age in which they were made, or perhaps the cheap craftsmanship once employed by the Mori'quessir. Moreover, it may also point to the fact that these are a different breed of dread knight altogether, let alone a different entity altogether. When you, or any you care, come face to face with a dread-knight, know that these are a cruel, sorcerous make. Shatter them with what you can, rend them of the sorcery that locks their spirit in place. And for those mighty in the spiritual ways, lend a metaphoric ear to these creations, and you will hear the despair of the souls within. Remember, no matter one's creed, pantheon or origin; there is something deeply holy in the destruction of the dread-knight. My kind thank you for the gift of your research, The An-Gho

"Never have I looked upon more terrible a sacrilege, made more terrible for the greater semblance of ever unreachable Truth." spoke the An-Gho.

The An-Gho stared at those gathered about him, seated upon ash with a mane of fire, raising a left hand with a halo of fire . . . Destiny had come.

A letter sealed with a burning eye is delivered by a small pigmy dragon. Most honourable hunter Valamir, I am what the descendant races title a "Dark-spawn". They know me as a nephilim; an Azdrazi. Born under a holy-and-accursed mountain of fire and having existed on the mortal plane for nigh 800 years, I find myself immortal and bored. As I am currently indisposed, one of my disciples is carefully writing this message by translating the wind flowing through my stone lips. That said, I will pay you to hunt me. I am certain that you will prove a most admirable adversary, and pray to the solitary God that our animosity will prove long, exciting, and tragic in the ways of the dramas as they were written when I was yet young. Yours truly, The An-Gho

Take a seat IdontMatta Could you consider my electronic messages left in your Discordtm DM's Thank you, -Jentos