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The Juverin Republic The mountain city of Noctum, the last line of defense. The city of the elite was quiet on this particular day. Civilian noise barely echoed through the streets these days, once a bastion of defense in the Great War was now a bastion for the elite. In the chambers of city halls raged a meeting, one that happened everyday. In deciding the cities next financial moves. Today it was just three members of the council gathered. The recently anointed heiress of Ricci Steel Co. Octavia Ricci, an above average woman. With good facial features and skin but she lacked in assets. A somewhat tall and thin woman, with a good smile but sadistic mind when it came to running a company. Her workers often risked their lives. In dangerous working conditions for minimum pay. But what else would they do for work? The second man, was the ugliest fat bastard. Who came into power through his father, he was overweight. Disgusting and simply not attractive in anyway. Maybe outside of his occasional charm. Richie Colombo, the owner of Panther Aviation was a man of intelligence though. He graduated from the most Esteemed universities nearly top of his class. His family gave the Republic their to top of the line Panther 22 Fighter plane, and was a man with ideas to propel the nations Air Force into a new future. It still didn’t stop him from being a disgusting scumbag though. The last one was a man of extraordinary looks. He had a choice of every woman he wanted, he had darker tanned skin, light green eyes and short black hair. He also had the wealth and the smarts. But he was arrogant, and careless with his work. But he was one of the luckiest men in the world. Or so everyone thought, the newly elected President was anything but blessed since being elected he had been stuck, dealing with the morons of this city and beyond. Keeping everyone in check was a nightmare, but he kind of found joy in the sadistic nature of life that took hold of his nation. Even if he thought the Juverin had a few cancers that should be surgically removed. Year 1: Statistics: 1 Metropolis 7 Cities Population: 50,000,000 Income: 48,000 Gold Actions: Vitramite Mine (4,500 Gold) Vitramite Refinery (4,500 Gold) Noctum begins opening its doors to the influx of growing population first business order is establishing a new commercial district inside it (9,000 Gold) 3 Trading Depots are built across Republic (27,000 Gold) Money is poured into railway development (2500 Gold) Research: Education 10 Slot1: Cicero Armaments is commissioned into making a new type of rifle that is able of putting rounds down range at a quick and accurate pace it is named the C6 Rifle Slot2: Colombo Aviation begins research on creating a new engine for their fighter planes, this would allow them even more of an edge in the sky that they already have. Slot3: Kit Industries begins research into the K88 Flak Cannon, with the pirate situation growing at a dangerous rate. Octavian commissioned the creation of this air defense cannon. Year 2: Population: 51,000,000 Income: 67,000 Left Over: 500 Gold Actions: Two Airshipyards are commissioned for construction. The growing need for a fleet is finally seen. As the nation would only be reaching its peak by trade, they needed to protect it. (18,000 Gold) The more trade depots are established throughout the cities of Juverin. (36,000 Gold) More money is poured into the Civilian Industry, 3 factories are built in Noctum. (13,500 Gold) 5,000 Men are sent out to enforce the reclamation of land on the island. (PMing you Sky) The Air Force is mobilized to protect trade, hovering closer to their homeland. Avoiding the airspace of the pirates so close to them. Research: Research: Education 10 Slot1: Cicero Armaments is commissioned into making a new type of rifle that is able of putting rounds down range at a quick and accurate pace it is named the C6 Rifle Slot2: Colombo Aviation begins research on creating a new engine for their fighter planes, this would allow them even more of an edge in the sky that they already have. Slot3: Kit Industries begins research into the K88 Flak Cannon, with the pirate situation growing at a dangerous rate. Octavian commissioned the creation of this air defense cannon.

Discord:you have it Name of Nation: Juverin Republic Type of Government: Oligarchy History/Culture: The People of Juverin were located in the southwestern island. Relatively isolated from any and all conflict during the Great War, but it did not save them from being apart of the war in one way or another Octavian Cierco, was the public figure head of the Republic, appointed by the council. The wealthy who had vice grips over the markets and political influences. They supplied anything the consumers were purchasing. Panther P-22s, troops, steel. Any and all that they could provide in a surplus. This provided a great boon to the economy, it was shining bright, like a dying star. Which is exactly what it was. Once the Great War ended, many people quit buying. Factories shut down and a recession began to fall over the people of Juverin. It was a slippery slope of recovery, many policies were in order to stop the council from devouring themselves. It was plummeting fast before coming to a grinding halt. Then it began to come back around slowly, but surely. It was on a steady climb as the internal economy began to grow. Becoming less dependent on exports for growth. The Republic was on the rise and council was beginning to grow in power. Starting Points: Size: 6 Army:1 3AP 3x Infantry Brigade Aviation:5 15ASP 2x Freighters (6 Freighters total) 5x Corvette (10 Corvettes total) 3x Destroyer (3 destroyers total) 1x Cruiser (1 Cruiser) Industry:2 2x Steel Mill 1x Vitarium Mine 1x Vitarium Refinery Economy: 6 6x Commercial District Education: 10 Development:0 Notable Characters: Octavian Cicero III (“Elected” Head of State) National Idea:TBA Unique Units:TBA Map Position: Proof you’ve read the intro and the rules: **** you

Republic of Ithaca The kingdom laid at rest, it had to recover from recent misfortunes with trade routes being disrupted and slavers running about the bay. The Grand Marshall laid awake, looking out at the ocean. His worries growning worse and worse as the days go by. Election Year: It was all but a typical weather day in Dricaster, the tense air filled with humidity and the skies filled with dark clouds that spelled a downpour. It came on one of the busiest times of the year for the Republic, the start of the elections. 8 different candidates were approved to be potentially be elected, and each one varied mighty for the next. Would fate decide? Or would the corruption deep in the political ranks wrangle the last free thing of Ithaca down with it. With the council being elected, the senators could only do so much in terms of approving government spending and pushing forward an agenda. It was a tricky time for those placed in this position. A New Era: Under the direction of Grand Marshall Desmond Aulus, the military would start to devout more focus towards its land forces. Modernization, expanding the variety of forces, and establishing border forts. Desmond had a plan, and a large marjortiy of the funding was granted to him to complete it. As the navy was important, the land was equally as important. The mountains wouldn’t protect them forever. Actions: Modernizing the military, with production of crossbows, armor and weaponry. (MOD) A construction of two border forts on the eastern most border, one guarding the mountain pass of Kar’Draken and the other near the southernmost border of the unknown. (MOD) A small naval expedition and land expedition is sent west to explore the islands and lands resource value and if it was a worthy business venture. (MOD) Training a select group of soldiers at the art of bordering and naval warfare. (MOD) An emissary is dispatched to Roymer, and the supposed “Empire of Man” that is making waves in Ithaca to discuss trade. (MOD and TANK)

Discord: Civilisation (Name): The Republic of Ithaca Capital (Name): Dricaster Government (Empire, Republic, etc, you may go into details): Merchant Republic, made up of three major electoral seats each with two appointed advisors and 16 minor parliament seats. Positions as followed. Doge Chancellor of Commerce Grand Marshall Racial Distribution (Primary Race, probably minorities?): 72% Human, 13% Dwarf, 15% Elf Racial traits (as needed): Dwarves: Hardy individual, who are natural strong and gifted in smithing. They can take a beating. They are overcome by their greed and their height. They are dark skinned, with mostly dark hair. Rarely do they have lighter features. Elves: Extremely long life span, that limits their reproductive ability, they also had tan skin but their hair colored varied. This sect of eleves was also very attuned with some magically ability. Which was somewhat prevalent with their jobs. Religion (Whatever you prefer, you may be creative):The Religion of Ithaca is varied, many gods are worshipped throughout the Republic, only a select few gods have seen their worship outlawed. Technology & Arcana (that is notable; have you pursued magic? Be fair and remember to do tradeoffs): Magic has very little impact in Ithaca, it is rarely used outside of clerical work even then, only a select few elves have access to that magic. Ithaca is mostly focused on technological advances. Mainly in the naval department. Navigation, different ships, and weapons for those ships so they weren’t entirely dependent on ramming a ship for them to be effective. The land tech lacked advancements outside of wagons for their caravans. The Ithacan were mainly focused on the naval aspect of things. Not really having the time or resources to devout into magic or land technology. Description (Culture, history, politics etc): Hundreds of years ago, Ithaca’s people were several warring nations against each other. Constant bloodshed soaked the islands, mountains and forest that laid within. Years and years of clashes between the three races led to the near extinction. Wars over valuable resources and age-old grudges plunged Ithaca into one of its darkest days. Through a series of conquests and battles, the leaders of each respective race met before the damage was permanently done. They decided to end further bloodshed a system that represented each tribal state fairly and equally would be established. Elected officials would represent each race, with wildcards in there. Their focus would lie on the sea and protecting their borders as best as possible. Then the Republic of Ithaca was born. Many years later the Kingdom stands at a tipping point, the great city of Dricaster. Lays as the nation’s crown jewel of trade and important. As the outer regions begin to feel ignored for the gold. Racism begins to run rampant, the Blood Nights passed many years ago but some are predicting their return. When the collapse comes, it will rock the nation to its core. The culture is a mix between Latin and on the outer reaches Germanic. Which causes some political strife but nothing the people of Ithaca really fret. Though in this new age, the minority begins to grow worrisome as their human counterparts begin to outnumber them 6-1. Geography & location (As detailed as you wish, with a note on the map below as to where your realm would be in existence): The geography of Ithaca is laid out across the southern edge of the known world. With mountains cutting across the Eastern and southern border. A dense forest lying in between them and the northern tip where the islands start to form. Then plains where most humans live, on the islands and the peninsula. Size (Tying in with racial distribution, as well as geographic location. Be just, the map is only that big): A big land mass is held within the kingdom to fit the growing population and to incorporate the racial distribution.

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Goldman’s Caravan Tobias took a deep breath, “You’ve got to be ******* kidding me? Yao Guai, Molerats, and Feral ghouls to our west?” He looked at Damien, then over to Martin. “Alright you two are going to lead two separate missions outwards. We need to expand, you’ll be given a squad. To help you incase we do run into trouble. Or we are going to have to get dirty and kill these ghouls, or Yao Guai.” His stare was blank, as he looked at the two. “Get it done. Bring me back good results. Please.” The two walked out of the room as Sarabeth walked in. “Sir I have some bad news, increase the production of our agriculture is going to take us sometime.” Tobias looked back and glared at the woman. ”Then we will be moving our research efforts to a different beast, I want you to find a way to get us some heavy weapons. I think it will be our best seller and one of our greatest assets.” He smiled, “Dismissed Ms. Sarabeth.” He waved her out of his room, pouring himself a drink of whiskey, it was going to be a long year. Statistics: Upkeep: 8.5k Caps 8 S Stockpile: 10k C 1 S 1 M 6 F 3 AE 2 E 4 L Income: 14.5K C 9 S 4 M 2 F 1 AE 2 E 10 L Actions: Training more Caravan Guards. These men focusing in the art of being the best marksmen they could be. (10,000 Caps) Damien(2S 3P 2I 2A) is sent off, to explore the block directly below their HQ. Following the same orders as last time. [Mod] [15 T3 Guns] Martin (2S 4P 2E 2A), the tribeless tribal. Is sent with another group, taking on the task of exploring sector right above the HQ following the same orders as the Damien’s group. [Mod] [15 T3] More T3 Firearms are produced (3 M 1 E) 2 batches of T1 armor are produced (2 M) Sarabeth T1 Heavy Firearms (6 Int) (6 RP) (6/10 Total)

Goldman’s Caravan The Company continues its regular everyday life training and producing and research for a better life. Actions: An expedition led by Damien Chivay (2S 3 Agility 2I 2P) and some men armed with the T3 rifles. The men are told to follow the same plan as last time observe and listen. If the block was clear than they would claim that for the Caravan. (MOD) Sarabeth continues her research into improving farming or trying the production (6 Int.) (6 RP) (12 RP) More T3 Weapons are created, preparing for the Ghoul nest next door. (3 M 1 E) Training begins for the soon to be caravan guards! (10,000 Caps!) Surplus: 10,000C 4L 1S 4F 1M 2E 2AE

Goldman’s Caravan Tobias Goldman, was a middle aged man. One of fame and riches from his previous life on the west coast, one who up until he came into Chicago. Had experienced hardships of the waste, through his travels. His group had grown quite a bit recently, and he was worried. Worried about their safety, and what else laid in Chicago. Thomas was his second hand man, his best friend. They stood their on top of their headquarters smoking some cigarettes, as the watched their people work on some. Gathering scrap for the upcoming buildings and production that was going to be needed for some projects. “Beautiful isn’t it?” Thomas looked over to Toby, and smiled. Patting him on the back. “Struggling to survive?” Tony Laughed. Taking a short drag off the cigarette. “No people working together to create a common goal. We have a chance to produce something great here. We need to get out in front of this though and start expanding out. We are going to hit our production cap soon.” Thomas looked over towards the west, and then south pointing out. “These two blocks over here. Securing these should be our priority.” He finished off his cigarette and then took a drink out of his canteen. “I spoke to Sarahbeth, if we keep this pace of expansion and immigrants coming in. We won’t be able to produce anything else but food. So I allocated our scientist to her for research for the next couple years.” Thomas put his stuff away, tapped Toby on the back and walked away. “Alrighty then.” He laughed and sat down on the roof, pulling out his journal and began tracking their supplies and production. Statistics: 19,750 C 6 L 0 S 3 M 2 F 2 E 1 AE Population: 2,000 Actions: An order of civilian guns is put into production. (3M 1E) Another scrap yard is created. (10,000 Caps) The farms are expanded (3,750 Caps) The headquarters is fortified (1,500 Caps) Damien Chivay (2S 3 Agility 2I 2P) leads a group of men into the nearby block towards the west, scouting around and scavenging some. Using whatever weapons and armor they have laying around. They have strict orders not to engage on anything. Sarahbeth (6 Intelligence) leads the research on better farming techniques (Researching to increase S yield) (6 RP) (6 Total)

Faction Name: Goldman’s Caravan Company Civilization Type: Civilized Faction Backstory: Goldman’s Caravan company was created by a group of ex-crimson caravans who wanted to seek their own riches in another area. Away from the chaos that was the West. The group traveled long days, and several years. Before finally settling into the area of Chicago, setting their sites on the outskirts of what they believed to be an infested city that could use some work. The group was led by Tobias Goldman, he along with his trusty companions had their eyes set on glory, and riches. Even if it would take getting their hands dirty to do so. Characters (Minimum 1, Max 5) Character 1 (Leader): Tobias Goldman, the leader and one of the founding members. Character 2 (Custom): Thomas Silverman, one of the last two surviving founders of the company. Character 3 (Custom): Damien Chivay, the head of security. Character 4 (Custom): Martin, a local tribal who the boys recruited into their ranks across their journey. Character 5 (Custom): Sarabeth, the head of agriculture and medicine for the company. Discord: You have it.

Nation Application Discord Name and # [PM if needed]: You have it **** off Nation Choice: THE GREAT NATION OF INDIA Character/Party name: WILSON IDR PARTY Have you played a modern nation frp before?: Yes, Wilson and Ghandi will conquer said world Will you be able to post regularly?: Of course.

The Kingdom of Hilmedhi The Nexus was burning bright in the night sky, as it did throughout the year. Rain sizzled off the stone around the platform, as the lava that ran through it kept the stones hot. It was one of the worst assignments for the military to guard, several times had the weak hearted ones passed out from the combination of heat from the Nexus and the humidity that drenched most of Hilmedhi. Ashur was growing fond of the feeling, he came here once a year. For his annual blessing from Moradin, as he thought. It was his reward for being such a devout follower, one with little faults. His one glaring fault though, his anger. He pounded away at his anvil, the inner hallway filled with bouncing echoes of hammer hitting steel. The humidity was ready to burst into rain, as it was one of the hottest days on the continent. The same week every year, was when Ashur would return here. His excuse, his pleasure to get out of clan politics. Recently the stress of clearing Dorhimi, purging it of undesirables had reached its peak within him. This was his meditation, his peace. The one thing that guided him through the darkness, of his family’s slaughter. It always affected him at times he did not need it to. The young man was conflicted, he missed his former life. Missed the dumb stuff he could get away with. The pressure free life, that was not bound by the fate of millions of people within his kingdom. He peered through his gold trimmed black hood, as he beat away at metal. Glaring through his emerald green eyes, sweat beading down face. He saw a familiar eyes that peered through the darkness, observing him. A deep sigh followed in recognition of the old eyes that observed like an owl in the night. , “What have a told you about the spying, Cardinal?” The older dwarf stepped out of the shadows into fiery lit room, a long white beard clung to the older face of the public leader of the Church. “I was just observing a student of mine. A boy once lost and out of place, now one of the most powerful throughout the kingdom. My concerns for you are valid.” He cracked a smile, as he picked up the boy’s staff. Balancing it in his hands. “Still see you haven’t taken it upon yourself to bestow yourself with a gift.” Ashur’s eyes glowed brighter than before a bit of anger and a bit of shock flowed through them. “Of course not. The Kingdom has no need for me to be gifted with such power. Fearing me is not what I need our people to be doing.” “You take my teachings to much to heart. Respect and fear are different. You are the only known dwarf that is able to manipulate Moradin’s magic the ways you do so. The only one who can summon his unique gift as a translation for the work you do.” Sylas laughed, a bit. “You were destined to be where you are. Fate has chosen you. Your father believed that Moradin placed you in that forest. It was a sign to him. I will leave you be. Good day Ashur.” He looked at him, cracked a smile and disappeared back into the dimly lit hallways. The young boy looked down the hallway, the sweat soaking into the rough features of his face. As he watched his mentor disappear like a ghost into long dark hallway. As a tear began to stream down his cheek, the first time he had really let his other emotions show. He was a broken soul, which was slowly being pieced together through his love for Moradin and the Kingdom. A blind rage filled him, for much of his life. Until this very moment. Where he accepted his fate, his destiny. As the next High King of Hilmedhi. A story very little knew about, but a story worth telling. The peasant boy, turned Prophet of Moradin and High King of Hilmedhi. Stats: Population: 7,040,000 Gold 182,500 Actions: Two new settlements are established on the islands near the peninsula. (8,000 Gold) The shipyards are all purchased for construction of 9 carracks (45,000 Gold) The scope project continues. (50,000 Gold) (160,000 Gold total) 13 sets of T3 armor are created and shipped to the Suryans (19,500 Gold) Ten more manufacturers are constructed (60,000 Gold) Ashur’s staff is placed into the Nexus, as was once tradition for royalty. The boy accepting his fate. (MOD)

The Kingdom of Hilmedhi The Great Port City of Dorhimi, was glistening in the early morning sunlight. The last stop for many fleets heading west. Which lead to its importance. It was the most populated city in the Kingdom from foreigners alone. Which entwined with crime, slave trade, and some poverty still struck the streets with its rag ridden vagriants. It was a jewel on the edge of the jungle. The gateway for many a nation looking to expand their horizons. Dorhimi’s Protectors had seen their fair share of atrocities committed. Especially by those foreigners who 27 short years ago would have never set foot in their homeland. Like most enforcers of the law, they were ruthless and corrupt when it came to those they did not approve of. It was reaching a boiling point, as Throck was away leading his great nation in a time of war and Ruth was away, administering the upper half of the Kingdom with Elizabeth one of the twin princesses. It was down to the two presumptive favorites in the eyes of their father to help quell the situation. Ashur stood upon the dock, his dark hood covering his head. His staff was gripped in his right hand, solid oak wood, lined with silver and gold that ran through the shaft of the staff. At the top, laid a carefully crafted gold and silver infused nest that held the sapphire on top of it. It glistened off the sunlight like the waves themselves. He was joined by his sister Syndra, who carried the signature amber hair that blessed the Cinder family line. Freckles dotted across her nose and cheeks. Her light green eyes glowed, amplified by her tan complexion. She was one of the prettier Hilmedhians, which made this job much more of a risk. Her sword like her mother’s glistened at her hip when it was revealed. They looked out upon the sea, as the smooth waves moved under her feet. Behind them stood their Ironbreakers, stout in nature. Sworn to protect their royalty. Everyone was dressed in their cloaks. To keep their surprise appearance hidden. Towards the back of the group, stood a 12ft tall stone giant. The latest of Ashur’s creations. It stood silent, as it watched over the street. Blocking all foot traffic. “Sad sight. Seeing how Damien lost an arm and our fleet because he ceded his command to Arragin. No wonder father married her off when she hit adulthood.” Ashur glanced over at his sister, a slight hint of hate filled his voice. “She let her ego get the best of her. The best thing we got from her is peace of mind and securing our peninsula.” he shifted his weight, as he heard the sigh coming from his sister. “She did not completely fail. She captured the man responsible for your family’s slaughter. Ashur.” She turned on her heels to face him. “I see your anger. Without them, you would not be where you are today. She did cost our nation a great deal of resources and nearly our uncle. She cost those miserable blood worshippers their leader. She became what father fears Elizabeth will become. A bloodthirsty, power obsessed fiend.” Her voice tailed off, in the back of her mind she hated talking about her twin like this. Her best friend, but she knew it was true. “This is to stay between us Syndra. Appearances must be kept, despite feelings. Elizabeth is still family. We must hope her mind stays sane.” “Am I some nimwit to you? I know how this game is played Ashur.” She snapped back. “No you are not daft. The game changes. Atleast I can account for you not being amazed by things you thought you never see. Like those peasants who gawked over Padma and her braindead companions who reek of ****.” The pair, chuckled a bit before the march of the Dorhimi Protectors echoed through the stone roads and alleys. “It is time we made our appearance know.” his face turned dark. As he mumbled a few words in prayer. As his golem came to life, the streets shook under the heavy stone footing. A sweeping justice was coming through Dorhimi. A change that would rattle the city in blood. Cleansing of filth had begun. Statistics: Population: 6,712,000 Net Income: 156,500 Gold (Domestic Income+Suryan Gift+Profits from armor) (16,500 left over for armor) Actions: 11 Sets of T3 armor is made for the Suryans (16,500 Gold) In the light of this plight of crime. The duo passes a law. All slavery is outlawed within the Kingdom. Anyone who is caught selling slaves is to be punished by execution. Slave ships are to be turned away in the ports. No mercy would be shown. (MOD/PLAYERS!) Several large tents/Portable tents are constructed, and enchanted with fire resistance as well as several carts. (MOD) The men chosen for this expedition are sent into training. To assembly these tents as fast as possible. (10,000 Gold). More money is poured into getting these telescopes into actual scopes. (30,000 Gold) (105,000 GOLD) A crossbow enchant is worked on, that allows for bolts to travel further and keep its stopping power. (15,000 Gold) Sneaky Stuff (15,000 Gold) Dorhimi’s government recieves a stipend from Ashur to help the poor and expand housing. (20,000 Gold) Four units of T3 Crossbowmen are recruited (18,000 Gold) Two Units of T3 Heavy Infantry are recruited (11,000 Gold) A new alchemy project is underway (30,000 Gold) The newest Golem is put into the nexus (MODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD)

The Kingdom of Hilmedhi The docks of Dorhimi were busy, the the Hilmedhian army was on the march. Or the sea one should say, the docks shock as the heavy stone golem moved along the docks. The might of the superior Hilmedhian magic and engineering would be felt by the Swine. Remaining relatively well hidden and fighting a proxy war. It had come a time for High King Throck to step up and lead, his allies had to bleed for them. Now he would do the same. Statistics: 6,393,000 Net Income: 176,000 Gold (30k Surya + 25k Treasury) Wall Upgrade Gold: 22,500 Armor production for the Suryans (15k Gold) (10 Sets of T3) Ashur smiled as he entered the Nexus, Padma watching from afar. A gift bestowed upon her by Ashur and the Royal Family. (Crafted Medium Armor for Padma in the Nexus!) Another Golem is created (4,000 Gold) 5 Carracks and 3 Caravels are constructed (37,000 Gold) The Port of Dorhimi undergoes a transformation of walls, Tall stone walls are constructed around one of Hilmedhi’s most important cities. (12,500 Gold) Reavers Point also gets some walls, increasing the isolated cities defensive capabilities incase SOMEBODY gets any ideas. (10,000 Gold) 6 Barracks are constructed. (24,000 Gold) (20% off, National idea) More gold and effort is poured into minimizing the telescope, and allowing it to be mounted on a crossbow. (30,000 Gold) Four Units of T3 Medium Infantry are conscripted (14,000 Gold) A school is constructed (8,000 Gold) 8 Manufactures are constructed (48,000 Gold) More flaming weapons for the Ironbreakers. (0 Gold)

The Kingdom of Hilmedhi Statistics: Population: 6,388,000 Net Income: 131,500 Gold Upkeep: 7,000 Actions: Velen gets a port and a Merchant’s Guild (18,000 Gold) Karak’Zareth becomes a city (12,500) Ashur prepares a gift for his dad, placing his warhammer within the Nexus. (O Gold) Improvements to the bombs (25,000 Gold) Carracks are researched (25,000 Gold) The Scope continues to be refined (25,000 Gold) (50,000 Gold Total) (8 Education Points) An Elite Iron breaker Regiment is founded (8,500 Gold) Six more cogs are put into production (9,000 Gold) Two Units of Medium T3 Infantry are recruited! (7,000 Gold!)

Kingdom of Hilmedhi Ashur and the fellow priest of Moradin looked in awe at the design the Nexus held before them. Ashur had just approached manhood, and could feel the power surging through him once he stepped onto the platform. His life was leading up to this moment, each step inward he could feel the power of Moradin building up in his veins. He looked over at the other priest, and cracked a devious smile, “Bring the beast in!” He looked around, as the hulking 12 foot tall stone giant stepped forward. Each step shaking the earth around him. He stared up once the beast stopped before him, “Stand in the middle.” He commanded, as the beast groaned out with each step that his master commanded. Following his basic command. “Now stay there until we finish.” He smiled as he approached up the long winding stone stairs, sweating heading down his face as the lava constantly flowed through the man-made wonder. “We begin soon. Prepare.” His voice got deeper, as the priest nodded. Scrambling about to prepare, the first ritual of creation. He cracked open the old history book and begin reciting. “Oh might Moradin! Guide us with your genius, and innovation! Bless us almighty Moradin with a rune more powerful than any other. Show us mortals why we are exactly that! Bless this world with your gifts once more. Show us once more why we are at your mercy!” He begins to chant, as he is rocking back and forth. Now chanting with the other priest, the sweat beading down his face further. As the ritual continued on for several days and nights. Population: 6,088,000 Income: 101,000 (+10,000 Gold) Upkeep: 5,000 Smiths begin pumping out 8 sets of T3 Armor to be shipped off to Surya (12,000 Gold) They also begin enchanting better armor for Surya (0 Gold) Upgrading Velen to a City (12,500) (98,500 Gold remaining) Research into Crossbowmen (10,000 Gold) (88,500 Gold) Research into a device that acts as a magnifying device capable of being mounted onto crossbows (20,000 Gold) (68,500 Gold Remaining Research into the bombs continues (20,000 Gold) (48,500 Gold remaining) 6 Cogs enter construction (9,000 Gold) (39,500 Gold) New Settlement is popped up to secure the Peninsula. ( 4,000) Two Trading Companies are established. (12,000) (23.500 Gold) Two new enchantments begin research. These kept more in the dark than the others. (23,500 Gold) (Will PM you) Putting the Golem into the Nexus (0 Gold)

Kingdom of Hilmedhi The fire burned hot against the open plains outside the jungles of Hilmedhi. Spreading with no end insight, before suddenly stopping at the rune carved rocks that surrounded the pit of unstoppable fire. Asher looked upon the intense burn, as he smiled wide. His eyes filled with the reflection of the fire. As he figured out how to create one of the deadliest weapons on this planet. Knowing no end, the princess obsession with Moradin and Creation were growing. His ability and genius were expanding has he aged. The boy king turned to the other priest and engineers smiling before waving them off as to go home. As he followed suit, packing up newly designed weapon for the Kingdom as he gathered in his wagon. During the ride home, he cracked open a book he had been saving titled ‘The Rise of Moradin: The Blessing of Powerful Kings’ as he read through the book he discovered several things of interest that laid from devout worship of their God. Rumors of Immortal Kings, and unimaginable weapons that held such power only a few could possess them. These came from a building from what he found as ‘The Nexus’ A great building that a monument in its own right, built in a great plain. Surrounded by stone, a building so powerful it took many a magi to harness the powers held within. But the book ended there with a sad tale of a mad and jealous man, who witnessed what it produced but went mad with his attempts to use such a device. Then the book shut closed, Ashur leaned his head back and sighed. Knowing his dreams wouldn’t be reached for several years. Statistics: Total Treasury: 209,000 Gold (Last turn treasury included and upkeep taken out) Population: 5,070,000 Actions: Monastery construction (70,000 Gold) (70,000/70,000 Gold needed) 7 Units of T3 Armor are crafted and shipped to Surya (10,500 Gold) A Church is constructed inside the gates of Cinder’s Valley (17,500 Gold) A Port and a merchants guild is constructed at Moradin’s Gate. (20,000 Gold) Four units of T3 Medium Infantry are recruited (14,000 Gold) The sewers below Dorhimi are cleaned up, now the engineers and adepts begin to reconstruct them and repair them. (20,000 Gold) Another crew is sent to expand the tunnel system that was established long ago, with the ability to carry more people through it using it as rule of thumb to possibly expand into a city if need be. . (20,000 Gold) Two farms are constructed (8,000 Gold) Two units of Hilmedhian Flamers are constructed near Moradin’s Gates (9,000 Gold) A great road, that exits the end of tunnel system from the mountains up towards the Death pond beings construction (20,000 Gold) Moradin’s Peacekeepers get their armor enchanted to become tougher in combat. (0 Gold) The army is mobilized up towards Moradin’s Gates. Seems big things were coming, the Infrastructure just needed to be established for ease of supplies. (0 Gold)

The Kingdom of Hilmedhi New vistors brought alarms to the Kingdom. Especially to the citizen’s up north. A military expansion as well as a new city is born. The Kingdom was evolving, as was the world around them… Statistics: Population: 4,770,000 Military: 9,000 T1 Light Infantry: 500 T2 Light Infantry: 1,000 T3: Medium Infantry: 3,000 T1: Medium Infantry: 1,000 T3 Ironbreakers: 2,000 T1 Light Cavalry: 500 T1 Light Archers: 1,000 Navy: Caravels: 12 Galleys: 2 Total: 14 Ships Total Upkeep: 13,000 Income: 92,500 (26,000 additional gold from Surya) Actions: Moradin’s Gate becomes a city (12,500 Gold) Four units of T3 Medium Infantry are recruited into the ranks (16,000 Gold) Eight Units of T3 Light Infantry are also introduced into the ranks (24,000 Gold) Surya’s order of more resilient armor is started (0 Gold, Medium level Enchant) A device for projection is looked into for the Hilmedhi fire (20,000) A fire resistant enchant is looked into, to help with the creation of a device strong enough to handle the fire. (10,000 Gold) Money is spent in cleaning up the sewers of Dorhimi and mapping them for future usage. The people living deep inside would be moved to newer towns and given basic living supplies. (10,000 Gold) T3 Armor Production for Surya (10,500 Gold) The payment for the wheat is sent… (5,000 Gold) 10,500 Gold is saved for next year.. End of turn Treasury (10,500 Gold)

Kingdom of Hilmedhi All is quiet once again, in the land of the dwarves. Statistics: Income: 84,000 Population: 4,535,000 Actions: Construction of a new farm (4,000 Gold) Merchant Guild and a Port are constructed in Sun’s Crossing (19,500) Moradin’s Gate’s becomes a town (0 Gold) 7 Manufactories are built (42,000 Gold) Engineers, and the Church team together to finish up making Hilmedhian fire. (16,000 Gold) A team is put together to explore the Death Fortress that lays before Death Valley (2,000 Gold) The Ironbreakers, a select few of them goes through to get their weapons enchanted by the Church. Blessing them with weapons of flame. (0 Gold) (MOD)

Kingdom of Hilmedhi With production cane quotas and with an increase of quotas the King commissioned for a large scale economic expansion. Population: 4,345,000 Income: 76,500 (+10,000 from Surya) Actions: Nine manufactures are built (45,000 Gold) Sun’s Crossing is upgraded into a city (12,500 Gold) At the request of their INFERIOR SURYAN COUNTERPARTS the Hilmedhian Engineers look into creating a system of pulleys that would assist in construction of certain projects (11,500 Gold)

The Kingdom of Hilmedhi The halls were cheering with laughter, though notably empty due to the navy being away at sea and some of the military gone with them. The King looked around the table and sighed a bit drinking from his cup before looking down the long jungle wood table that was engraved and lined with gold trim. “Sylas! Describe that Mirrored City, the landscape of it all.” Throck’s facial features were aging fast, though that is just what is wife saw. The men, cheered and clapped to hear the story encouraging Sylas to drink and tell about the mystic city. He stood up, in a drunken stupor. Leaning in, and leaning out as he took one last gulp before slamming the cup down. “Alright, alright. Calm down.” He smiled wide, his pitch black facial hair covering most of it. “The city was packed full of people, giant creatures we will never witness on this continent. Giant gray beast, that could trample a unit of us Ironbreakers!” The crowd booed playfully, the hall mostly filled with the old guard. “Shhhh!” Sylas hissed. “The city itself, though was something truly to behold for what it lacked in ale. It was made up for in women! An old dwarf can still get down.” He chuckled and stood their taking in the moment, “The landscape around the city and Surya, was similar to our homeland. Humid, massive jungle, and mountain ranges. Nothing beats our homeland though.” He cracked a big smile, as the men cheered around the great stone hall. He even got the Throck the smile, which was seldom on his mind these days with his fleet away at sea tracking down the Mistreavers, and other concerning news on foreign fronts. The King saw the benefits of not keeping his people shrouded from the darkness that covered the world, but keeping these secrets is what lead to a happy nation. He broke his momentary glaze and looked back towards Sylas as he continued. “The city itself was spectacular for the three days we were permitted to stay. Paved with gold, leading up to a magnificent temple. It did smell like ****, in some parts but that is for another time.” He looked around the table with the eyes wide of some of the newer Ironbreakers not yet experiencing the outside world. Engorging in these tales, “We made our way to a temple, which I suppose is their government of sorts. Fanatics of the sun, something I do not understand. Which I understand, was the reason for the mirrors, and the city that never sees the night sky.” He took a deep breath, “The people were not exactly as bright or educated as ours. Which might explain why their city smells like ****.” The group as a whole had a hearty laugh, in good fun. Sylas kept on, dragging out the conversation some more. Encouraging the crowd even more, as the King and Queen took their leave, heading for the bedroom. Exhausted from nothing but stress of events that were soon to come. Statistics: Population: 4,543,000 Income: 62,500 (13.000 Upkeep included) Actions: Six more sets of T3 Armor is produced to fulfill the Suryan order. (9,000 Gold) A new settlement is sent out to claim some land beyond the jungle (4,000 Gold) https://imgur.com/a/wHkF0nP Farming expansion also takes place (4,000 Gold) The red marble ballista on the Mist reaver Caravel begins extensive research. With the red marble being gained from the Surya, they now had an opportunity to replicate the powerful ballista. (25,000 Gold) The runes on the Crystal canon are researched as well, trying to discover what their priest have not. Ashur is also shadowing this project, his prowess in the classroom and with smithing showing directly. The Priest of Moradin taking note. (20,000 Gold) In other news, research on a new enchantment is taking place. Looking at discovering a way to ignite weapons in flames. (10,000 Gold)

The Kingdom of Hilmedhi The Ironbreakers return home from their expedition with tales of the famed City of Mirrors, carrying several large chest and a business partner. The men, were pleased with their new found ally in the West. Towards the east, more troubling times were coming. The navy was fresh, and lack experience in naval combat. Fighting the Mistreavers on the sea would be different than the land combat.... Actions: Income: 73,000 Population: 3,924,000 Several large orders are placed in the forges of Hilmedhi, the biggest purchase in the history of the Kingdom. It was set to be shipped out to Surya in the following months. (8 sets of T3 armor) (12,000 Gold) (61,000 Gold remaining) A Merchant’s guild are constructed in the new found city of Ulan’s Valley (8,000) (53,000 Gold) Four units of T3 Ironbreakers are recruited (26,000 Gold) (27,000 Remaining) An adept is loaned out to Surya for a new job to complete. (0 Gold) With the recent influx of gold, large chunks are poured back into the research of the Mistreaver Caravel. (27,000 Gold) (Focused on very high tech thing on the front)

The Zyrka The unknown laid upon the great parrots. The need for more space for its people was becoming prevalent. The council had decided upon three things, basic discovery of what laid beyond, expansion of the economy to fund such expeditions, and the need to stretch the borders of their sector. Population: 5,050,000,000 Currency: 105,000 Materials: 10 Supplies: 10 Research: 7 Labor: 7 Actions: The great expansion of the economy begins, 10 civilian infrastructure are constructed (100,000 C) A colony ship is built for the initial expansion phase (8 M) Scanners with planetary capabilities being research, not knowing a planet's environment could potential be catostrophic. (7 R)

Kingdom of Hilmedhi Hard decisions were to be made soon, the men were hard at work. Gathering the necessary materials in preparation for war. War against the Mistreavers was soon to be, the trade caravel’s were recalled. As the navy needed its forces. Population: 3,737,000 Income: 67,000 (7,000 Upkeep) Actions: The construction of the Hermitage is given enough funding to be completed. (10,000 Gold) (35,000/35,000) Upgrading Ulan’s Keep into a city (12,000) Construction of a new temple within the Cinder’s Valley (7,000) With the further expedition into the new discovered continent, the men dive deeper. Given more supplies this time. (11,000 Gold) Five Caravels are constructed (20,000 Gold)

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Kingdom of Hilmedhi The Kingdom was in somewhat disarray still recovering from the Mistreaver attacks, with the attack’s defeated for the time being the King wanted to pay more attention to the domestic needs. The rapidly growing population was becoming less and less of an issue with the money they brought into the Kingdom. Though they could be put to better use. The research on the items was fruitful on one hand, but less so on the other. The blade, would be kept locked away for now. The king wishing to bestow it upon Ashur once he became of age, and in the future. The possibility of replication of the enchantment intrigued the priest of Moradin. Needing to know more, the works of a new Hermitage. Designs and city planning to be done, the Hermitage would be finished in a few years time. Statistics: Income: 63,500 Upkeep: 7,000 Net: 56,500 Population: 3,599,000 Actions: Ulan’s Forest becomes a town (0 Gold) Farms are constructed to keep up with the rapidly growing population (4,000 Gold) Two new settlements are established near the top of the Kingdom. (8,000 Gold) With the newly acquired map. An expedition is sent off using the map, to the newly discovered continent. (2 Caravels and 2 Galleys) (8,000 Gold) A large chunk of gold is placed into the Hermitage. (25,000 Gold) The box and the ship continue to see funds poured into their research. (10,000) A small band of police men are created to monitor the docks of Dorhimi (1,000 Gold) End of turn treasury: 500