ImmacuNES III: Post-Apocalyptic Fantasy

Are the images showing up correctly for everyone?

a few aren't for me

It says Stop Hotlinking on one, and hosted by Tripod on the other. Stupid internet sites not allowing hotlinks...

not here, the ghost person and another don't appear

okay- i'll fix it when i updload the maps.

hex map done.

the terrain map will take some time because i want to add place names.

((Spoiler the map for convenience please, Immac.))

Meh... Araïlumni... betraying The True Path and crawling back to the dead Sucellus like some pathetic Ljosalfar...

Also, no stats yet?

no- not yet- gonna go canoeing today so probably not until tonight

Still got the same problem as Seon with the images.

Enjoy canoeing! I haven't been in some time, but its always fun.

Hello Everyone,

I've decided to give you all a small assignment. it is not mandatory but it would be helpful. This thread got me thinking about the economics of our little 'starter' communities. Obviously your rulers are taxing your subjects in some way but none of you are extracting gold on a massive scale, so when we write 'X society pays Y gold for purchase of Z device' you obviously aren't really paying in gold, but in some other currency that your people utilize.

So think about it a bit and come back and write a short blurb about what your society is using for currency.

Currency for the Achatin:
the crystalline structure of various semiprecious and precious gems are engraved onto blocks of copper and are then printed/inked/wtv its called onto pieces of cloth. Copper coins are engraved for low values and as the value of the coin increases the size increase slightly. Both bills and coins are called Cryst
value from lowest to highest (equivalent in $'s)
Coins:
Calcite (it fizzles!!) ($.01)
Gypsum ($.05)
Flourite ($.1)
Apatite ($.25)
Quartz ($1)
Garnet ($5)
Bills:
Topaz ($10)
Corundum ($20)
Beryl ($50)
Diamond ($100)

Currency for the kharkusian horde:
the orcs of the west where mainly just exchanging goods without the use of a proper currency.. for a long time the only thing which was close to a currency where dried beef stripes..

but just some years ago there came a huge change to this:
wearing the teeth of slayn grey shadows as talismans became so famous that the value of them rocketed.

they prove to be quite enduring, and different sizes represent different values, so over time grey-teeth became the kharkusian currency

.... the best thing about this is that because of this there is a natural bounty on every dead shadow...

No real "official" money; almost all trade is done through pure bartering. However, there are some small, light, valuable items that tend to change hands a lot; things like jewelry, beads, artwork, and other pretty things like that.

Most of the common trade within Kraz-Ke-Meka society is a barter system. However, the senate circulates a system of official coins, a relic of Patrian days, for official business. these coins are highly prized, and one will easily get whatever the bearer wants (there is no official value between individuals for the coin)

The Nozkam Legon people use a sophisticated system of currency that uses both metal coinage and precious and semi-precious gems. Usually the gems are assigned a value equal to a certain number of metal coins, based on type and size of the gem.

Coin values range from Copper, Silver, Iron, Gold, Steel. Iron coinage is being phased out for more practical uses, and steel coins are a rarity given the high value they hold. Steel is still quite difficult to manufacture, but the memory of it remains a close guarded secret among the best smiths. Each steel coin has its own design and a mark of its creator. There are only a few dozen in circulation around Nozkam Legon City, and many times they are goal of collectors.

The rural areas surrounding the city still mostly use barter between neighbors, but each dwarf has their stash of "city coins" for spending on trips to the big city.

Precious Teeth!

The hills infront of them looked like the perfect hidding place for some of those nasty grey shadows. Some rocks in obscure shape, some bushes to crawl under, maybe even some claw dugged holes.
Chubba was kneeling on the ground, looking for traces of those sorry creatures. A young orc he was. Had a small frame, even for a scout, but his eyes where good and his nose better then one of a hunting dog. So he did his part within the warband.
The second scout, what ever his name was, was even climbing up a tree. Like the rats where climbing the walls in the kaer. That little kid slipped and fell down on two of the archers. One was screaming like a child, the other started to swear.
Stupid archers, can`t take no pain.
But okey there where another pair of the shortbow skimishers. And well they had proven a good asset to the warband in the last darn weeks.

Enko turned away from the pity archers. Back to his boys. They where the real core of the team. They where the runners.
Three of them where left, since two of the runners died some nights ago. But that was part of a runners job. Always in the front line. Always in direct melee with the enemy. Always cutting the grey flesh with axes and knives.

When the scouts where done looking at the hills they finally sat together to share what they found out. In short: Chubba said "many grey shadow". The other squirrel said "to dangerous". Enko said "let`s go crush them"

So it was done,

while Enko and this boys the running up the hills, followed by the archers, he could hear them shadows gibber in angst. Or was it bloodlust? It`s difficult to recall.
And there they where. Crawling under every stone. Jumping down from the rock. The first arrow hit the jumper in air. Touching the ground, he was already dead. Now the bloodbath started. One gibberer after the other got crushed by Enkos ax. But there where many and even though all of his mates was fighting like a lion they where simply out numbered. Enko saw how a whole pack of greys jumped onto one archer, it took seconds and he was ripped to shreds.

In the end the orcs succeded, but the price was just too high. All the archers one of the scouts and one of his runners where ripped apart. The other runner was mauled into the neck and was bleeding to dead. Enko and Chubba where the last survivers.

But this is war. Enko fixed his ax on his back and took out his club. While he started to smash one formerly gibbering face after the other he was thinking:

"More teeth for me "

nice touch vrutchen; super good story!

Immaculate said:

nice touch vrutchen; super good story!

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thx a lot,
honestly i still have quite a lot of problems to write creative in english.. so i`m extra happy that you like it!

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