das
Regeneration In Process
Not even Rajapur?
Though admittedly even it is tiny and primitive. Still, its the closest this world has to a city right now, right?
ASNES- Not going to end this time!
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Not even Rajapur?
Though admittedly even it is tiny and primitive. Still, its the closest this world has to a city right now, right?
Amon Savag
The Great
I'd say Nias is the closest to having a city based around a stone quarry, Rajapur is the second placer.
das
Regeneration In Process
Curse the penguins and their unfairly advanced city-building technologies! Curse them! 
Abaddon
Deity
I am curious how much people put into their orders in the background.. im completely inexperienced at this era...
Amon Savag
The Great
YAY!!! Stoneworking!! 
Update has been started.
Update has been started.
Amon Savag
The Great
Well, Abaddon, keep in mind everything about your country is customisable. Religion, government, governmental policies, culture, ethics, etc... You're the maker of your civilization. And being so isolated, you could have some original bullshite happening in your country.
das
Regeneration In Process
Curse your penguinian hi-tech stoneworking!
I'll bet I have more fortified settlements than Iggy, though.
Yay for update!
Probably more than needed, in my case. But basically it is as Amon said. Things are very much customisable at this stage. Plus it is easier to control such comparatively small amounts of people.
Grombar
Fire in the Hole
Patiently awaits update too see how my people's did! Im going for intelligence now if I remember my orders correctly so maybe I can do the stoneworking/city thing a bit easier down the road.
I dunno, I had to set up systems to fight Janjaweed. Mostly non-physical though.das said:
Yeah, at this stage you can get your leader to personally go around your nation and kick people who bother him. No need for these silly proxies.das said:
Amon Savag
The Great
Year 4600>>>>>>Update 4<<<<<<<
The Anasazi tribe has picked up and moved to the southeast. They assimilate everyone in between in their jouney and have now set up a new settlement which is neighboring a newly formed tribe of natives called the "Texans". No hostilities have happened yet.
The Anjawa have continued to take over the peoples around them and have recently made official contact with the Han Oi. A small battle took place in northern Han Oi, where the Anjawa made a stunning show of force and broke the back bone of the Han Oi forces. The Han Oi have agreed to pay tribute to the Anjawa now, and the 2 live in relative peace. Anjawa now dominates southeastern Siam.
Comancheeta vanishes in the mist of time.
Fendiar makes advancements in education and agriculture. They now have a good surplus of food stuffs to trade away, and as soon as there is actual industry in the area there could easilly be a strong town in their civilization. They also make a system of taking the athletic boys and turning them into soldiers. This reduces the amount of overall soldiers in the land, however those that are soldiers are more reliable. This is the first professional army in the world
The Janjaweed expand and raise economy.
Nias builds the first town in history based in western java. This achievement has brought people from around the known world to marvel at this wonder of stoneworking. The stoneworking trend has expanded to Han Oi, however, and they might be the next peoples to build a town of stone.
The Rajai are the second to build a town. A religious and political center for their civilization. It's not build of stone, or anything, more of a mound of earth, and bamboo. They also make regional centers that resemble village-forts.. Without much natural or otherwise protection, these places act more as seats of regional government than anything else, so far.
Ratajok makes contact with the Nias. Whatever the consequenses may be is to be seen.
Total War
The Rajai sweep down into the Yuumi territory faster than ever. Their operations were quite cleverly coordinated and a couple of skimishes were easilly won by Rajai. The Yuumi migrated south, however, spreading the idea that the Rajai were an evil that was consuming the earth. Many people took up arms against this evil and was sent to the front lines. The Yuumi gathered a large force and went to try to attack 1 of the 3 groups of Rajai that were invading. This was the "Battle of Yuumi". The battle raged on for about an hour, with results on the side of the Yuumi, however they did not know that Rajai scouts had alerted the other 2 army groups and soon the Yuumi were surrounded. The Yuumi scattered and were crushed outright. Amung the dead was the Yuumi Chief. Almost all of the former Yuumi lands were taken over and what was left was lost to various clans which can no longer identify with Yuumi. The Yuumi civilization is forever lost. What good they could have brought to the world will never be known
At uh boys
These are awarded for good stories and orders. If you accumulate 10, you can cash them in for an economy level, or something that costs an economy level to raise. The number in parinthesis is the number of total "at uh boys".
Tyrion +1 (1)[You can take these to the next country you play.]
Lord Iggy +3 (3)
Feanor +2(2)
Das +3(3)
Grombar +2(2)
Tyrion, for honorably playing your country till the end, you will gain a bonus to your country when you pick a new one to play. I would apreciate it if you played a NPC, but if you'd like to start another country I wouldn't mind at all.
Trade agreements can happen between 2 consenting countries from nowon. To have a trade agreement between 2 countries, both countries in question must put in their orders that they wish to start trade with the other, and legitimize it with a good you produce. Trade will be on the bottom section of the update and will look like the old "stJNES4" style of trade agreements, where you gain 1 economy level every 3 turns for each route.
I know I'm forgetting something, but oh well... I'll fill you in later if I have. One thing's for sure, I was missing alot of orders! I need more damn orders next time! Next update is scheduled for Thursday! I MEAN IT!
The Anasazi tribe has picked up and moved to the southeast. They assimilate everyone in between in their jouney and have now set up a new settlement which is neighboring a newly formed tribe of natives called the "Texans". No hostilities have happened yet.
The Anjawa have continued to take over the peoples around them and have recently made official contact with the Han Oi. A small battle took place in northern Han Oi, where the Anjawa made a stunning show of force and broke the back bone of the Han Oi forces. The Han Oi have agreed to pay tribute to the Anjawa now, and the 2 live in relative peace. Anjawa now dominates southeastern Siam.
Comancheeta vanishes in the mist of time.
Fendiar makes advancements in education and agriculture. They now have a good surplus of food stuffs to trade away, and as soon as there is actual industry in the area there could easilly be a strong town in their civilization. They also make a system of taking the athletic boys and turning them into soldiers. This reduces the amount of overall soldiers in the land, however those that are soldiers are more reliable. This is the first professional army in the world
The Janjaweed expand and raise economy.
Nias builds the first town in history based in western java. This achievement has brought people from around the known world to marvel at this wonder of stoneworking. The stoneworking trend has expanded to Han Oi, however, and they might be the next peoples to build a town of stone.
The Rajai are the second to build a town. A religious and political center for their civilization. It's not build of stone, or anything, more of a mound of earth, and bamboo. They also make regional centers that resemble village-forts.. Without much natural or otherwise protection, these places act more as seats of regional government than anything else, so far.
Ratajok makes contact with the Nias. Whatever the consequenses may be is to be seen.
Total War
The Rajai sweep down into the Yuumi territory faster than ever. Their operations were quite cleverly coordinated and a couple of skimishes were easilly won by Rajai. The Yuumi migrated south, however, spreading the idea that the Rajai were an evil that was consuming the earth. Many people took up arms against this evil and was sent to the front lines. The Yuumi gathered a large force and went to try to attack 1 of the 3 groups of Rajai that were invading. This was the "Battle of Yuumi". The battle raged on for about an hour, with results on the side of the Yuumi, however they did not know that Rajai scouts had alerted the other 2 army groups and soon the Yuumi were surrounded. The Yuumi scattered and were crushed outright. Amung the dead was the Yuumi Chief. Almost all of the former Yuumi lands were taken over and what was left was lost to various clans which can no longer identify with Yuumi. The Yuumi civilization is forever lost. What good they could have brought to the world will never be known
At uh boys
These are awarded for good stories and orders. If you accumulate 10, you can cash them in for an economy level, or something that costs an economy level to raise. The number in parinthesis is the number of total "at uh boys".
Tyrion +1 (1)[You can take these to the next country you play.]
Lord Iggy +3 (3)
Feanor +2(2)
Das +3(3)
Grombar +2(2)
Tyrion, for honorably playing your country till the end, you will gain a bonus to your country when you pick a new one to play. I would apreciate it if you played a NPC, but if you'd like to start another country I wouldn't mind at all.
Trade agreements can happen between 2 consenting countries from nowon. To have a trade agreement between 2 countries, both countries in question must put in their orders that they wish to start trade with the other, and legitimize it with a good you produce. Trade will be on the bottom section of the update and will look like the old "stJNES4" style of trade agreements, where you gain 1 economy level every 3 turns for each route.
I know I'm forgetting something, but oh well... I'll fill you in later if I have. One thing's for sure, I was missing alot of orders! I need more damn orders next time! Next update is scheduled for Thursday! I MEAN IT!
Amon Savag
The Great
das
Regeneration In Process
Surely primitive pallisades count for something, though.
Glad to see you keep the promised fast pace; this is going to get very fun very soon...
Amon Savag
The Great
Das- The defense is more in the location of these "forts" than anything else. Your people aren't smart enough to erect a wall of any sort, yet.
…Travois, Travail and Treason
[IMG=Right]http://www.texasbeyondhistory.net/plateaus/peoples/images/travois.jpg[/IMG]G.W.B advancing age became painfully clear during the last migration, after a while he had a strange device called “travois” build and made others carry him for the remainder of the migration. The Travois was instantly a great success amongst the tribe and was quickly adopted and utilized to carry a large part of the tribe’s belongings.
The migration had been hard on the tribe, the tall mountains seemed endless and many wanted to turn back, but as soon as the mountains were cleared the Anasazi beheld what they though was heaven, large plains stretching to beyond the horizon with rivers flowing throughout it and a seemingly never-ending herd of buffalos, after centuries they finally found buffalo’s again, many had come to think of them as beasts of myth, representing long forgotten prosperity, but no, they were here, they are real.
However not everything was as great as it first seemed, as soon as they descended into the plains they were confronted by another tribe, this tribe was unlike any savages they encountered before, they were many villages united under one ruler, they called themselves “The Xans” and seemed peaceful, allowing the Anasazi to settle in the Area without opposition. However G.W.B did not trust them, he feared that they would strike the Anasazi and make them into slaves, however G.W.B was becoming old and demented, which probably fed its omnipresent paranoia, but that did not stop him from calling the council together and begin planning for the destruction of “The Xans”.
After the Migration the Council had been reorganize to suit the new homeland of the Anasazi, however it still had the Chief of Chiefs as head of the tribe and four chiefs from the four corners of the Tribe’s reign.
Chief of Chief G.W.B: Once again I’ve lead you to prosperous new lands, your loyalty has been rewarded!
*So say we all!*
GWB: Good, however we now face a new threat, a bloodthirsty people called “The Xans” seeks our destruction! We must strike first!
Chief East: Chief of Chiefs, they not called “The Xans” they are called “Texans”, and we who live closest to them have not experienced any kind of aggression.
GWB: And who are you to know things? Have the ancestors blessed you with visions? NO! but they have visited me! They showed our villages burnt, our totems burnt, our canoes burnt and the Xans eating our crops and brains!
*worried murmurs*
Chief West: Then it must be true! Visions of GWB never have failed us before! We must go to war!
*So say we all*
Chief South: But it will be a bloodbath! Sure there is some way for us to destroy them without destroying ourselves in the process?
GWB: There is, when they visited me with the visions of destruction the ancestor spirits also instructed me on how to defeat them, we shall act as following.
First we will gain their trust, make it seem we are friends, then when they trust us we invite all their leaders to visit our territory to admire our great totems and when they are flabbergasted by the sheer awesomeness of our totems we will strike them down, once they are captured or killed the remainder of the tribe will be leaderless and ours to take, we shall make them serve us and do work without pay calling them “Slaves”, like our women!
Orders:
Put every effort in constructing bows to be used in hunting large mammals (buffalo's during peace, humans during war).
Gain the trust of the Texan leadership, invite them to come and look at all our great works and when they come throw a great festival to get them drunk and strike at them at dawn, capturing them if possible or otherwise killing. Proceed then by Attacking the leaderless Texan tribe with everyone available, enslave as many as possible and claim everything they have including their weapons, adding them to our stockpiles.
On Niasian Spirituality and Religion
The beliefs of the ancient Niasian people have always been a subject of great interest to modern cultural anthropologists. Their beliefs have slight similarities with several varied faiths, but significant parallels are all but absent.
The people themselves are not overly religious. Their beliefs are largely disorganized. Some worship the spirits of nature, others worship nothing at all. There are no temples, and no clergy. But all are united in their hatred of Irintava, the mightiest god, commanding the forces of chaos, destruction, and evil. Irintava will act in ways impossible to predict, as a 'master of puppets', causing chaos, misery, and destruction. When so motivated, he will even act himself, such as in creating the Janjaweed (as popular Niasian folklore claims) or exploding the Niasian homeland and burying it under fire, spewed forth from the bowels of the earth.
To counter this power is the race of humanity, which is fundamentally good. Irintava cannot corrupt the good-hearted, except by the most elaborate machinations. His efforts would be better-spent elsewhere. While powerful, Irintava is certainly not omnipotent.
Such an early development of monotheism is fascinating to a modern student of history. This is accentuated by the fact that the only god is, in fact, all bad. Many pantheons have held evildoers, but no other has been completely lacking in goodness.
This religion has several major effects on the Niasian people. Most obviously, it provides a single source to place all blame upon and vent against. The people have a collective feeling of struggle against an enemy which is undefeatable, though not incapable of being weakened. The Niasians have developed an irreverence to religion, balanced by an increased reverence of humanity. Everyone contributes their own bit to the struggle against Irintava, helping to bring about the spread of goodness throughout the world.
The beliefs of the ancient Niasian people have always been a subject of great interest to modern cultural anthropologists. Their beliefs have slight similarities with several varied faiths, but significant parallels are all but absent.
The people themselves are not overly religious. Their beliefs are largely disorganized. Some worship the spirits of nature, others worship nothing at all. There are no temples, and no clergy. But all are united in their hatred of Irintava, the mightiest god, commanding the forces of chaos, destruction, and evil. Irintava will act in ways impossible to predict, as a 'master of puppets', causing chaos, misery, and destruction. When so motivated, he will even act himself, such as in creating the Janjaweed (as popular Niasian folklore claims) or exploding the Niasian homeland and burying it under fire, spewed forth from the bowels of the earth.
To counter this power is the race of humanity, which is fundamentally good. Irintava cannot corrupt the good-hearted, except by the most elaborate machinations. His efforts would be better-spent elsewhere. While powerful, Irintava is certainly not omnipotent.
Such an early development of monotheism is fascinating to a modern student of history. This is accentuated by the fact that the only god is, in fact, all bad. Many pantheons have held evildoers, but no other has been completely lacking in goodness.
This religion has several major effects on the Niasian people. Most obviously, it provides a single source to place all blame upon and vent against. The people have a collective feeling of struggle against an enemy which is undefeatable, though not incapable of being weakened. The Niasians have developed an irreverence to religion, balanced by an increased reverence of humanity. Everyone contributes their own bit to the struggle against Irintava, helping to bring about the spread of goodness throughout the world.
das
Regeneration In Process
Can't we at least plant some bamboo sticks into the ground around the settlement and call it a wall?
Speaking of military technology, how are our weapons? Presumably we have a wide and diverse range of sticks, stones and combinations thereof, but do we have anything else?
Amon Savag
The Great
Nothing more yet. Noone has invented anything military tech wise. So... Get them brains working.
das
Regeneration In Process
OOC: Well-fought, Tyrion; I mean no offense with this story.
IC:
The War-Story.
Out of the Wandering emerged the Rajai, but before them many other tribes emerged and settled along rivers and in other fertile lands. Most tribes were petty, obscure and insignificant; but a few achieved a greater level of unity, not quite as great as that of the Rajai, but still significant enough to allow them to commit blasphemy - to try and build such empires that were not of the Golden Bird.
As the Rajai trekked south, hacking their way through jungles and villages, they found out more and more of the nearest of the Blasphemous Empires - that of the Yuumi. As all the Blasphemous Empires, the Yuumi were neither like the Rajai nor like the petty tribes. For they made no pact with the river dragons, or with other deities; but instead they laid an arrogant and unconditional claim to Mother Earth itself. They were not backed by deities, but still they were a proud and mighty breed, and so they enforced they claim, and under the leadership of Chieftain Duumi begun building an empire self-consciously. Their empire was driven by greed; they sought to claim more and more land and slaves, like the Rajai, but instead of doing it for the Golden Bird or due to a blood pact, they did it for themselves, and their advance was, it seemed, as relentless as that of the Rajai. Yet all in the end, as all the Blasphemous Empires, they were unable to quite compare with the Rajai; for the Yuumi expansion was automatic and organic, natural and soul-less like the spread of moss. They were incapable of making such leaps and strides as the Rajai did; they lacked in higher drive.
So by inertion the Yuumi Blasphemous Empire grew until it was encountered by the Rajai. After the first Rajai raids, the Yuumi were slightly dumbfounded at first, as this has never happened before; but then they decided to strike back, to attack the Rajai as if they were a petty tribe. Yet the Yuumi counterattacks were all met by force; Rajai warriors contested them wherever it was possible. That, too, had never happeend before. And once more were the Yuumi dumbfounded. Villages were being abandoned or slaughtered. A new chieftain desperately tried to respond to the new threat; panicking, he ordered a retreat south, tried to bring in new tribes against the Rajai and even had his priests court a local spirit. The petty tribes, horrified of the pure and uncompromising Rajai march of conquest, joined the Yuumi armies. But those measures were all hastily planned and rashly executed; the chieftain's plan was a plan of a mere animalistic human being - and so, no matter how good, it was no match for the plan of the Golden Bird.
For all was already planned and prepared in advance, many generations ago. Along generations the roles in the plan of the Conquest Proper were passed; for all their previous lives the warriors and their ancestors were preparing for this, as well as other future events. And when the moment came, when the younger warrior-king Rajaraja IV ascended, the Rajai warriors all stood up as one, gathered their supplies and weapons, and reported to the local war-lords. The units divided and united, assembled at border satellites and from there proceeded into the jungles and the valleys, all as per the old order of battle. On the borders the Yuumi were overwhelmed; the Rajai encircled and axed, and speared, and slinged, and knived all the enemy warriors, and proceeded to the villages, guided by the scouts who had for generations scouted out the Yuumi lands.
The Rajai approach was always the same: coordinated, ruthless and silent. With clenched teeth, without any screams or war-cries, the Rajai filled battlefields and villages, advancing from all feasible directions. Those who attacked them were simply slain instantly - quickly and efficiently, the Rajai warriors having been taught from childhood about the vulnerable points of lesser men. Other encounters were knocked out and later tied up; they would be sent to the north, to irrigate the fields with their toil, or perhaps the sacrificial groves with their blood. As for the buildings, these were torched. A few warriors were detached to transport the slaves northwards; the others continued on their way south, advancing without rest as far as they could before setting up camp for the night. The scouts, meanwhile, worked in shifts, and nothing the Yuumi did escaped them. As soon as was possible, the Rajai put an end to the existance of any Yuumi forces in the vicinity.
The Yuumi and their allies retrated. They fell back southwards, and the chieftain, all the more desperate, decided to forge his disparate retainers into a single huge horde. As the Rajai advanced - sometimes preceded by the evacuation, sometimes preceding it to the woe of the Yuumi villagers - the Yuumi too watched their movements, and got ready to face the main Rajai army. Near the central Yuumi settlement, Rajaraja IV, confident that the Yuumi forces were already crushed, was punished for his carelessness in the face of the Golden Bird's instructions for caution. As the Middle Conquest Host readied to overwhelm the settlement, the Yuumi emerged in great force. Their weapons were not as strong as those of the Rajai, their disciplinne and organisation were far inferior, as was their training. But those were the disadvantages of animals; the Yuumi also had their advantages, namely numbers and ferocity brought on by despair. With fierce yells they overwhelmed the Rajai formation and a fierce fight commenced; and the Rajai killed foe after foe, defending stalwartly, but they were divided and increasingly overwhelmed, and to the exultant yells of the chieftain and his allies, a Rajai warrior tumbled and fell, and others followed. And greater still was the exaltation when the Fearless knew fear; when some of the Rajai, desperate and mad at the never-ending tide of incoming enemies, broke and ran, to be killed by the slinged-stones of the Yuumi or by the knives of the Rajai scouts in the forests.
Rajaraja IV stood strong, however, and around him and other war-lords the Rajai rallied, bunching together into small groups to defend their commanders and to watch each other's backs and sides. The Yuumi waves dashed against those rock-like groups, with little or no effect. Arrows flew and warriors threw themselves as the Rajai formations; and sometimes they made dents, sometimes they even slaughtered the groups, but themselves took terrible tolls, as the Rajai parried blows and landed their own. And so it was that some of the battered remains of the Middle Conquest Host fell back to the jungles, and there regroupped; their comrades stayed behind to tie down the Yuumi.
The chieftain celebrated his victory. It came at a heavy price, but the Rajai host was decimated, and the plans of what the Yuumi called the "Great Evil" were thwarted. An epic feast occured, followed by a night of drinking and fornication. By the middle of the next day, the Golden Bird's contingency plan was already executed, and the Yuumi awakened to face their doom. The Middle Conquest Host had reformed, Rajaraja IV having calmed down himself and his warriors and vowing to finish the Conquest Proper now, no matter the losses or his own wounds. The Western Conquest Host had arrived from the jungles. The Eastern Conquest Host crossed the Great River. Formations of scouts covered the remaining paths of retreat or reinforcement for the Yuumi. The chieftain swallowed hard as he saw the banners of blood-dyed cloth surround the settlement. The Rajai rushed in. The chieftain did the best he could to rally his warriors - but now they were tired, and incapable of fighting as ferociously as yesterday, and even in numbers the advantage was clearly with the Rajai. The Yuumi were quickly and easily disrupted as the Rajai overwhelmed them; the attackers gave them no time for anything, simply killing everyone they saw and torching all the buildings.
When the twilight returned, the settlement refused to submit; instead, it burned, a funeral pyre for a Blasphemous Empire to be forgotten by history. With the illumination provided by the flames, the Rajai warriors rounded up their prisoners in the city centre - unusually, this included several wounded warriors that lasted this far, including the chieftain himself. They had trained for this part as well; with sharp stone knives, the veins, arteries and tracheas of the prisoners were all severed, and blood burst out, and spilled, and flowed, and banners and clothes were consecrated, and so the Blasphemous Empire was exsanguinated, and all was made pure, and the conquest was consummated.
For the Yuumi, it was the end of everything. For the Rajai, it was something much greater - the completion of yet another step in the Great Plan of the Golden Bird.
IC:
The War-Story.
Out of the Wandering emerged the Rajai, but before them many other tribes emerged and settled along rivers and in other fertile lands. Most tribes were petty, obscure and insignificant; but a few achieved a greater level of unity, not quite as great as that of the Rajai, but still significant enough to allow them to commit blasphemy - to try and build such empires that were not of the Golden Bird.
As the Rajai trekked south, hacking their way through jungles and villages, they found out more and more of the nearest of the Blasphemous Empires - that of the Yuumi. As all the Blasphemous Empires, the Yuumi were neither like the Rajai nor like the petty tribes. For they made no pact with the river dragons, or with other deities; but instead they laid an arrogant and unconditional claim to Mother Earth itself. They were not backed by deities, but still they were a proud and mighty breed, and so they enforced they claim, and under the leadership of Chieftain Duumi begun building an empire self-consciously. Their empire was driven by greed; they sought to claim more and more land and slaves, like the Rajai, but instead of doing it for the Golden Bird or due to a blood pact, they did it for themselves, and their advance was, it seemed, as relentless as that of the Rajai. Yet all in the end, as all the Blasphemous Empires, they were unable to quite compare with the Rajai; for the Yuumi expansion was automatic and organic, natural and soul-less like the spread of moss. They were incapable of making such leaps and strides as the Rajai did; they lacked in higher drive.
So by inertion the Yuumi Blasphemous Empire grew until it was encountered by the Rajai. After the first Rajai raids, the Yuumi were slightly dumbfounded at first, as this has never happened before; but then they decided to strike back, to attack the Rajai as if they were a petty tribe. Yet the Yuumi counterattacks were all met by force; Rajai warriors contested them wherever it was possible. That, too, had never happeend before. And once more were the Yuumi dumbfounded. Villages were being abandoned or slaughtered. A new chieftain desperately tried to respond to the new threat; panicking, he ordered a retreat south, tried to bring in new tribes against the Rajai and even had his priests court a local spirit. The petty tribes, horrified of the pure and uncompromising Rajai march of conquest, joined the Yuumi armies. But those measures were all hastily planned and rashly executed; the chieftain's plan was a plan of a mere animalistic human being - and so, no matter how good, it was no match for the plan of the Golden Bird.
For all was already planned and prepared in advance, many generations ago. Along generations the roles in the plan of the Conquest Proper were passed; for all their previous lives the warriors and their ancestors were preparing for this, as well as other future events. And when the moment came, when the younger warrior-king Rajaraja IV ascended, the Rajai warriors all stood up as one, gathered their supplies and weapons, and reported to the local war-lords. The units divided and united, assembled at border satellites and from there proceeded into the jungles and the valleys, all as per the old order of battle. On the borders the Yuumi were overwhelmed; the Rajai encircled and axed, and speared, and slinged, and knived all the enemy warriors, and proceeded to the villages, guided by the scouts who had for generations scouted out the Yuumi lands.
The Rajai approach was always the same: coordinated, ruthless and silent. With clenched teeth, without any screams or war-cries, the Rajai filled battlefields and villages, advancing from all feasible directions. Those who attacked them were simply slain instantly - quickly and efficiently, the Rajai warriors having been taught from childhood about the vulnerable points of lesser men. Other encounters were knocked out and later tied up; they would be sent to the north, to irrigate the fields with their toil, or perhaps the sacrificial groves with their blood. As for the buildings, these were torched. A few warriors were detached to transport the slaves northwards; the others continued on their way south, advancing without rest as far as they could before setting up camp for the night. The scouts, meanwhile, worked in shifts, and nothing the Yuumi did escaped them. As soon as was possible, the Rajai put an end to the existance of any Yuumi forces in the vicinity.
The Yuumi and their allies retrated. They fell back southwards, and the chieftain, all the more desperate, decided to forge his disparate retainers into a single huge horde. As the Rajai advanced - sometimes preceded by the evacuation, sometimes preceding it to the woe of the Yuumi villagers - the Yuumi too watched their movements, and got ready to face the main Rajai army. Near the central Yuumi settlement, Rajaraja IV, confident that the Yuumi forces were already crushed, was punished for his carelessness in the face of the Golden Bird's instructions for caution. As the Middle Conquest Host readied to overwhelm the settlement, the Yuumi emerged in great force. Their weapons were not as strong as those of the Rajai, their disciplinne and organisation were far inferior, as was their training. But those were the disadvantages of animals; the Yuumi also had their advantages, namely numbers and ferocity brought on by despair. With fierce yells they overwhelmed the Rajai formation and a fierce fight commenced; and the Rajai killed foe after foe, defending stalwartly, but they were divided and increasingly overwhelmed, and to the exultant yells of the chieftain and his allies, a Rajai warrior tumbled and fell, and others followed. And greater still was the exaltation when the Fearless knew fear; when some of the Rajai, desperate and mad at the never-ending tide of incoming enemies, broke and ran, to be killed by the slinged-stones of the Yuumi or by the knives of the Rajai scouts in the forests.
Rajaraja IV stood strong, however, and around him and other war-lords the Rajai rallied, bunching together into small groups to defend their commanders and to watch each other's backs and sides. The Yuumi waves dashed against those rock-like groups, with little or no effect. Arrows flew and warriors threw themselves as the Rajai formations; and sometimes they made dents, sometimes they even slaughtered the groups, but themselves took terrible tolls, as the Rajai parried blows and landed their own. And so it was that some of the battered remains of the Middle Conquest Host fell back to the jungles, and there regroupped; their comrades stayed behind to tie down the Yuumi.
The chieftain celebrated his victory. It came at a heavy price, but the Rajai host was decimated, and the plans of what the Yuumi called the "Great Evil" were thwarted. An epic feast occured, followed by a night of drinking and fornication. By the middle of the next day, the Golden Bird's contingency plan was already executed, and the Yuumi awakened to face their doom. The Middle Conquest Host had reformed, Rajaraja IV having calmed down himself and his warriors and vowing to finish the Conquest Proper now, no matter the losses or his own wounds. The Western Conquest Host had arrived from the jungles. The Eastern Conquest Host crossed the Great River. Formations of scouts covered the remaining paths of retreat or reinforcement for the Yuumi. The chieftain swallowed hard as he saw the banners of blood-dyed cloth surround the settlement. The Rajai rushed in. The chieftain did the best he could to rally his warriors - but now they were tired, and incapable of fighting as ferociously as yesterday, and even in numbers the advantage was clearly with the Rajai. The Yuumi were quickly and easily disrupted as the Rajai overwhelmed them; the attackers gave them no time for anything, simply killing everyone they saw and torching all the buildings.
When the twilight returned, the settlement refused to submit; instead, it burned, a funeral pyre for a Blasphemous Empire to be forgotten by history. With the illumination provided by the flames, the Rajai warriors rounded up their prisoners in the city centre - unusually, this included several wounded warriors that lasted this far, including the chieftain himself. They had trained for this part as well; with sharp stone knives, the veins, arteries and tracheas of the prisoners were all severed, and blood burst out, and spilled, and flowed, and banners and clothes were consecrated, and so the Blasphemous Empire was exsanguinated, and all was made pure, and the conquest was consummated.
For the Yuumi, it was the end of everything. For the Rajai, it was something much greater - the completion of yet another step in the Great Plan of the Golden Bird.
