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Your Discord’s name: Mic#7664 Your Nation: Federated States of Ellada Short background of nation: After the EU was completely dissolved, Greece was left in a bad place. Due to the EU being quite simply the only thing keeping them alive, Greece almost immediately ran out of money and food. Due to the lack of money and therefore medicine but the continual stream of tourists, many a disease ravaged Greece. Several regions seceded from the larger nation, calling themselves city states and trying to horde resources for themselves. This only ended in fighting over the rapidly depleting resources, however. Eventually, once Greece had been completely fractured in 2029, a Warlord of sorts rose up. He called himself Aleksander, obviously not his birth name but one he gave his egotistical self. He gained power through his silver tongue and promises to return to the glory of Ancient Greece, much like many a dictator. He spread a message of nationalism and greek power. He installed himself as dictator of his city state after winning the democratic election, making use of a loophole in the laws to give himself absolute power. He rapidly militarized his city-state of Attica, bringing the unemployment rate far down. He slowly began to take farmland, nationalizing farms so that the food could be kept for themselves rather than be exported to Turkey. He eliminated corrupt leadership and halted government spending apart from on the military. In a campaign of blood and slimy politics, Aleksander had retaken greece and pushed into Turkey and Egypt. Government type: Nationalist Autocracy Suggestions/Feedback: Nations standing army/navy: https://www.globalfirepower.com/country-military-strength-detail.asp?country_id=greece (I’m hoping we could negotiate to increase this a bit actually because of the fact that this is a militarized, future greece)

“Hm...t’is could be an oppor’uni’ie!” Shouts a Nayborough, preparing his cart for grape-fruit storage. “Oi’m gonna ge’ so many oi’ems of equal value!”

I’ll spare you the trouble and answer for you: too many

I full agree but Russian Blue cats aren’t actually blue, they just call that shade of grey in animals blue.

10/10

Are you sure you don’t want Dunshire warclaiming people and changing them to the glorious bernardist party?

((Merci boku, mon ami))

Halfling Nayboroughs History Back in the days of yore, when halflings were a young and budding race, they ran around cities thieving and scamming, still burdened by the curse of their dwarven forefathers. Many realized the error of their ways, moving out to small farming communities and adopting simple, minimalist lives. Save for a few, obviously, previously unmentioned. The Nayboroughs, a handful of Halfling Families, kept on with lifestyle for several generations before realizing it, having eventually calmed down although were still burdened by the need for a currency, unlike their country cousins. They moved out in carts, having already formed their own unique culture, and found welcoming people in the first villages they visited. However, this soon began to change as these Nayboroughs began to swindle their neighbors, selling false “magical items” and stealing from storage burrows. These Nayboroughs began to earn quite bad reputations, and so were often forced out of villages they visited- even as they began to adopt halfling customs such as not wearing shoes, not going to war, and generally being peaceful folk. The hardships forced them to have strong family bonds and place a great importance upon marriage and love- despite being the ones that were so larcenous even their fellow halflings rejected them. This did not stop their burning dwarven blood, however, from placing the importance of self-reliance and mercantilism into their minds from a young age. They began to starve and become poorer than they already were, viewed as second class citizens by their own kind and by cityfolk and were refused the free food normally handed out by Halfling villages. They thus became even more larcenous, and some were even driven to violence (Of course, they were viewed as entirely improper and usually cast out afterward- supposing they survived attempting to be violent with a human). For a long time, they became completely unheard of- pawning their wares in remote lands no-one could have ever heard of. Recently, however a family- the Wanderfoots, have returned to this land to barter, scam, and steal. Customs and Values Nayboroughs walk a thin line between Proper and Improper- embracing halfling family values, shunning violence and shoes, not using currency, and drinking copious amounts of alcohol and tea. However, they also still place a lot of value on material possessions and are often dishonest, they ignore the allures of a permanent home and despite valuing family also have a strong preference for a life of self-reliance. As stated above, Nayboroughs love their families more than anything and are willing to lay down their lives to protect them. This also means they greatly dislike the idea of their bloodline dwindling away, and thus often have arranged marriages and typically try to have children as soon as possible. Marriage ceremonies often begin as somber occasions, representing the end of childhood- but by the end, after everyone’s said their vows and they’ve had their drinks it becomes a celebration of the beginning of adulthood. Nayboroughs have a number of strange customs. For one, before eating any meal or even a snack, they will sprinkle pumpkin shavings over the food and say a prayer to the pumpkin god. This is from days long past when Nayboroughs would often have to eat the filthiest, most rotten foods and thus pray that the food would not kill them and garnish it with delicious pumpkin related snacks. Another custom is that all carts must have a cover and curtain with artwork and ornate detailing, the specific design varying by family and telling tales of their family’s exploits. Nayboroughs also end many of their prayers to the pumpkin god with ‘put our souls to peaceful rest when we lay in the dirt with the roots and the pests’, indicating they wish for forgiveness for the actions they take in desperation. From a young age, Nayboroughs are taught the importance of self reliance- as they more than any know that many are not as welcoming as they might seem. They are also taught the importance of material goods and how to feed oneself using even the most useless of items, such as watered down, non lethal snake venom or the skull of a rat. Nayboroughs never let anything go to waste, out of a mix of inherited dwarven greed and necessity- you never know when that rat’s skull might be necessary to earn a day’s meal. Clothing and Appearance Jewelry is a very common accessory for Nayboroughs, showcasing wealth and often having the sort of sentimental significance they love. They tend to dress in typical halfling fashion, although often a little bit spiffier to appear more responsible and wealthy- women will wear dresses while men will wear vests often adorned with gold buttons. Shoes are never allowed. Often, men will wear hats and women will wear bonnets, to protect their fair halfling skin from the blazing sun that they will be inevitably exposed to for days on end. Appearance will vary by family, but typically, Nayboroughs will be on the slightly taller side for halflings due to being introduced to burrows at a far later stage than others. Nayboroughs will also have paler skin, once again due to spending more time in cities than other folk- although some may become tanner as they age due to spending so much time travelling in the sun. Playing a Nayborough Simply contact me if you have any questions, but otherwise- have at it. If you’re looking to have some sort of family, make sure to check out the family pages in Halfling Roleplay- I will likely be making one for the Wanderfoots. So, if you want to play a mischievous travelling halfling with slight gypsy/traveler themes, play a Nayborough!

Gartland shouts to noone in particular “I SHALL GRANT YOU AN ELIXIR OF ETERNAL LIFE IN EXCHANGE FOR LIFTING THIS DEATH-MARK! It cures all hunger! It cures all sadness! It turns feral beasts into civilized tea drinking elves! It will make you so muscular, your MUSCLES will have MUSCLES! Snake oil! The miracle elixir! The potion of strength! The great equalizer! Come one, come all, come and get it!” The rant slowly devolves from selfless lying to a sales pitch to noone.

A drunken Azdrek seems to be unable to control himself as he attempts to speak “L-Latz...da WURST!” The inebriated uruk, quite proud of himself, proceeds to stumble off laughing at his own joke.

This made me groan. 11/10

HHHHHHHHHNnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnggggggggggggggggggggg hhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Why have you done this..

"'ow can da women make babiez wit' da Olog if purple iz da ztelffy color, zo dey nub can see 'em?" Asks Argrim the Goblin.

Really? I lived in that village for the longest time, I don't remember that.

Wrong. We were flocked around a city, not a castle. We just need an accessible biggun castle to hide in. It was not at all accessible, the gate was far, far away from the village and it was an overall shitty city

In medieval times, peasants couldn't afford walls around their vilages so instead they flocked around a castle so instead of having walls to protect them, they just had a place within walking distance to run to and be safe. Maybe we could build our village around a human castle?

I've been doing school **** and DnD.

What do you mean 'pipeweed rolls'

I don't think new players are gonna be looking at the off-topic forum. They're gonna be digging through the wiki/lore or investigating applications.

Greg, mate, they're meming. Don't take any of this seriously.

"Ey! Stop talkin' like t'at! Ah can practicalleh hear ya misspellin' shite." Shouts Andoc as he VERY SNEAKILY puts a ballot in both boxes... The cheat!

From what I've been told, Halflings don't really care about religion as long as it doesn't hurt anyone. Besides, most Halflings don't really stop to think about religion as they don't really like to stop to think- they're an easy-going people, their cheerful spirit is enough to keep them going in life, they really don't need Faith. But some Halflings that do stop to think about it simply chalk it up to Knox. But no Halfling's gonna care if you start going around waving a Lorraine's Cross, or praising the spirits, or preaching the aspects as long as they aren't running around screaming 'DEUS VULT' and hitting people with shovels and stabbing them with spades.

MC USERNAME: micbox2 INRP NAME: Morkar'Raguk RACE: Uruk HAVE YOU HAD/HAVE ANY MAGIC: No TIMEZONE: EST DISCORD: You have it, if not, talk to me via skype or forums

Morkar raises an eyebrow at the current goings on. He silently wonders how they managed not to drink their water for a month. "Futh degree void fuckerie."

"Oh..." Says Andoc the Halfling, thinking it was going to be something else realizing the lovely tavern would be quite a long trip from Pendlemere.