Terrance888
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Great Update...
Just a question, do you sacrafice Eco Levels for stuff and get more by doing more stuff?
Just a question, do you sacrafice Eco Levels for stuff and get more by doing more stuff?
ASNES- Not going to end this time!
- Thread starter Amon Savag
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MooseWarrior
Prince
A few tribes near the south of Florida were often at war. They fought each other and never accomplished anything but reducing their populations. So one day, the rulers of each tribe got together and proposed a solution to their problems. They would create a confederation of tribes, and none could stand against them.
The Rulers met every three months to discuss important matters. To the first meeting went the the chiefs. Chief Mahi-Mahi, Chief Vardulf, Chief Tarna, and Chief Tulula. After discussing what to do, the Chiefs decided to go hunting They went in the order of arrival, Chief Vardulf, Chief Tarna, Chief Tulula, and then Chief Mahi-Mahi. One by one the other Chiefs fell down dead in front of Chief Mahi-Mahi. A stone to the back of the head finished them off, and then when he went back to his people, he convinced all the tribes that the rulership would go to any chief still alive, and so now, the confederation had become one tribe, under the rule of Chief Mahi-Mahi, who secretly has acquired a taste for human flesh.
ORDERS:
Expand Northwards, capturing slaves to put to use in hunting, and possibly agriculture to increase the economy.
Some slaves will be given to Chief Mahi-Mahi, who will then eat them when there is no-one watching him.
Develop agriculture, if it is not known already.
Develop ship-building. (rafts)
The Rulers met every three months to discuss important matters. To the first meeting went the the chiefs. Chief Mahi-Mahi, Chief Vardulf, Chief Tarna, and Chief Tulula. After discussing what to do, the Chiefs decided to go hunting They went in the order of arrival, Chief Vardulf, Chief Tarna, Chief Tulula, and then Chief Mahi-Mahi. One by one the other Chiefs fell down dead in front of Chief Mahi-Mahi. A stone to the back of the head finished them off, and then when he went back to his people, he convinced all the tribes that the rulership would go to any chief still alive, and so now, the confederation had become one tribe, under the rule of Chief Mahi-Mahi, who secretly has acquired a taste for human flesh.
ORDERS:
Expand Northwards, capturing slaves to put to use in hunting, and possibly agriculture to increase the economy.
Some slaves will be given to Chief Mahi-Mahi, who will then eat them when there is no-one watching him.
Develop agriculture, if it is not known already.
Develop ship-building. (rafts)
das
Regeneration In Process
IC:
From: Rajai
To: Kan
Attack the Fendiar, and you will receive respite.
From: Rajai
To: Kan
Attack the Fendiar, and you will receive respite.
Amon Savag
The Great
Yes, Li.
No, blackheart. You've got contact with ******** tribes around your country whom your people do petty trade with.
From:Kan
To:Rajai
We agree to this.
No, blackheart. You've got contact with ******** tribes around your country whom your people do petty trade with.
From:Kan
To:Rajai
We agree to this.
blackheart
unenlightened
So how do we get to the Copper age? Steal copper resources?
Amon Savag
The Great
It'll happen eventually as your civilization becomes civilized. And your education goes up, and other factors.
human-slaughter
brand new year
Germania(Human-Slaughter)
Age:Stone
Population:Unpopulated
Economy:Normal
Education:Really Stupid
Army:1,000/3,000
Navy:None
Culture:Without
Color: Grey
Brief Description: From the area of OTL South Germany. The Germans of now are Barbaric and warlike. Relying upon a new leader: War chief Garuk to unite the surrounding tribes.
Orders:
Spend resources on improving and enlarging the military.
Garuk and his friends expand the Chiefdom through both charisma and deadly force. Those who are assimilated into the Germanian state work with the military or to improve the economy.
Age:Stone
Population:Unpopulated
Economy:Normal
Education:Really Stupid
Army:1,000/3,000
Navy:None
Culture:Without
Color: Grey
Brief Description: From the area of OTL South Germany. The Germans of now are Barbaric and warlike. Relying upon a new leader: War chief Garuk to unite the surrounding tribes.
Orders:
Spend resources on improving and enlarging the military.
Garuk and his friends expand the Chiefdom through both charisma and deadly force. Those who are assimilated into the Germanian state work with the military or to improve the economy.
To The Dirty Horse Loving Mughals
From The Mighty Tapestry Worshipping Ravindrans:
Bugger Off. We will descend upon your sorry excuse for an army, sever your heads and place them on pointy sticks after flaying the skin off your bodies and using it as writing material.
From The Mighty Tapestry Worshipping Ravindrans:
Bugger Off. We will descend upon your sorry excuse for an army, sever your heads and place them on pointy sticks after flaying the skin off your bodies and using it as writing material.
Artuous Skinflayer like flaying skin. Actually he loved it. There was nothing he liked better on a lazy afternoon then finding some Mughals, smacking them from their horse beasts and flaying their skin while they were still whining about their lack of good luck.
He didnt like the horse beasts though because it meant the mughals could escape him more often than not or simply outpace his armies and strike at them quickly and then retreat. So Artuous had an idea. He'd get his men to ride the horse beasts too. That way he could keep up with the dirty Mughals and flay their skin even more.
By now most of the Mughal armed forces had made their way into Ravindran territory and this annoyed the Skinflayer to no end. But then he took a look at a nice picture one of his scouts had drawn on a mughals hide, it seemed the mughals hadnt crossed the rivers on either side of their advance and had just struck south, leaving their flanks open. So, he'd leave a fair amount of his men in the south to hold the dirty horse men and the rest he'd bring up in seperate armies on either side of the mughal advance, one for each river. Once they got to where their land should have ended they would both cross the river and cut the mughal army off from its lands, effectively cutting them off. Half would then sweep south and flay the skin off all the Mughals they could find before regrouping and pushing back north.
yes Artuous liked this plan, blood would flow and skin would surely be flayed!
He didnt like the horse beasts though because it meant the mughals could escape him more often than not or simply outpace his armies and strike at them quickly and then retreat. So Artuous had an idea. He'd get his men to ride the horse beasts too. That way he could keep up with the dirty Mughals and flay their skin even more.
By now most of the Mughal armed forces had made their way into Ravindran territory and this annoyed the Skinflayer to no end. But then he took a look at a nice picture one of his scouts had drawn on a mughals hide, it seemed the mughals hadnt crossed the rivers on either side of their advance and had just struck south, leaving their flanks open. So, he'd leave a fair amount of his men in the south to hold the dirty horse men and the rest he'd bring up in seperate armies on either side of the mughal advance, one for each river. Once they got to where their land should have ended they would both cross the river and cut the mughal army off from its lands, effectively cutting them off. Half would then sweep south and flay the skin off all the Mughals they could find before regrouping and pushing back north.
yes Artuous liked this plan, blood would flow and skin would surely be flayed!
Amon Savag
The Great
To:Mighty Tapestry Worshipping Ravindrans
From: Dirty Horse Loving Mughals
No.(10 characters)
From: Dirty Horse Loving Mughals
No.(10 characters)
Amon Savag
The Great
To:The Mighty Tapestry Worshipping Ravindrans
From:The Stupid Dirty Horse Loving Mughals
Hear this. We will not leave, and in fact! We're going to take more of your lands! We may even cross one of these rivers...
From:The Stupid Dirty Horse Loving Mughals
Hear this. We will not leave, and in fact! We're going to take more of your lands! We may even cross one of these rivers...
To The Stupid Dirty Horse Loving Mughals
From The Mighty Tapestry Worshipping Ravindrans:
I wouldnt do that... The rivers are full of horse eating crocodiles and monsters that tear men limb from limb. If you worshipped the tapestry you would know this.
From The Mighty Tapestry Worshipping Ravindrans:
I wouldnt do that... The rivers are full of horse eating crocodiles and monsters that tear men limb from limb. If you worshipped the tapestry you would know this.
blackheart
unenlightened
To: The Sea
From: The Triumvirian
We declare war. Have at thee!
From: The Triumvirian
We declare war. Have at thee!
das
Regeneration In Process
The Diplomacy-Story.
To the north, beyond the mountains and hills, beyond the swamps and jungles, there lie a land, and in that land dwelled many peoples large and small, foolish and ignorant all of them. And amongst those of them that lived the closest to the Rajai Empire there arose one people in particular, the Kan, and they have carved out a Blasphemous Empire of their own, yet it was small and not too ambitious, and thus for a long time it was allowed to be in peace, as they were lambs for the slaughter, and so could wait while the Rajai fought off fiercer, less patient peoples.
And yet the Kan grew numerous, and with their numbers grew their ambitions. They also learned to tame horses, and grew proud; they learned to ride horses and learned to fight from horse-back. In those times the Fendiar, another Blasphemous Empire, grew desperate in their war against the Rajai, for they were a foolish and petty people that attacked the Rajai, failed and now knew not how to survive the fruits of their foolishness as the Rajai ever so steadily moved northwards. And so the Fendiar agreed to pay a great tribute to the Kan in exchange for the Kan sending their horse-men to fight against the Rajai. And the Kan sent, and the Rajai fought; and the Fendiar also sent more of their warriors, and them the Rajai fought as well. The northern blasphemers were numerous, they used not just horses but many other ingenious tools and cunning strategems, and yet, again and again, they were defeated.
And so the Kan fell back and set up a camp at some distance from the Rajai. They were grasped by fear, for not even the horse-men could ride down the Rajai, and now the Rajai were moving northwards, perhaps soon to threaten the Kan heartlands. And the Kan-chief was worried, and the Kan-nobles were worried, and they gathered and talked, and all of them discussed what they knew of the Rajai. They knew not much, and yet enough: they knew that the Rajai fought against many enemies, and yet never were defeated or stalled for long; that war was life for the Rajai, and that the Rajai never stopped fighting before their enemies were destroyed, and many nations were already destroyed in this manner. And they knew that, long ago, some nations tried sending envoys to the Rajai, but the Rajai took and sacrificed them. Some of the Kan-nobles claimed that the Rajai merely thought them to be spies, and would surely not do so with Kan envoys; but there was little confidence in their voices. Nonetheless, the Kan-chief could find no other way out; for even though he had sworn to fight the Rajai previously, he was a petty coward deep in heart like the rest of his people, and truly did not wish to die.
So he closed his eyes and pointed at one of the Kan-nobles; and that Kan-noble at whom he pointed wept, for he was now the Kan-envoy, and he had to go to the Rajai.
But go he did, trembling though he was, and eventually he reached the Rajai camp. He gathered what little courage he had in him, and went into the camp with raise hands and open palms, hoping that the Rajai will not kill him if he shows that he is unarmed and does not try to sneak in, because the signs he made were used by other peoples in that northern land when they wanted to negotiate peace.
The Rajai did not know and did not want to know peace, and they did not know and did not want to know any such signs, so they grabbed him all the same and carried him to the golden idol of the Golden Bird, near which sat Rajaraja V, king of the Rajai.
One of the Rajai warriors that caught the Kan-envoy spoke: "Rajaraja V! We have found this warrior of the Kan outside of the camp. He was unarmed and tried to talk with us, so he was probably trying to negotiate peace. We should kill him."
For that indeed was custom amongst the Rajai. And Rajaraja V nodded; and the Kan-envoy shuddered, as he was brought closer to the idol and Rajaraja V, whom he understood to be the king, took out a ceremonial stone knife. It was crude, and dying from it was, to a northerner, both dishonourable and painful (but as the Rajai knew, to be sacrificed was truly the highest honour one who was not Rajai could hope for in a perfect world; hence they always took great offense when sacrifices were somehow displeased with their lot).
But before the Kan-envoy could be exsanguinated, silence fell upon the camp. Frenetically the Kan-envoy looked around, but could comprehend nothing, for he was not Rajai. He could listen, but he could not hear. The Rajai listened and heard, but did not understand. And only Rajaraja V, who stood in a ceremonious pose and stared at the idol, listened, heard and understood: and at last he hid the knife and ordered the warriors to let go of the Kan-envoy. And Rajaraja V looked at him and told him, in a tone that conveyed messages across languages: "Tell your chief to attack the Fendiar, and you will have respite. GO!"
And the Kan-envoy ran away in relief, and never returned, and went to the Kan-chief and told him of what has happened.
As for Rajaraja V, he was old, but strong in body and strong of will; he was not questioned, for all knew that the Golden Bird spake through the royal bloodline, and besides, all agreed that there was wisdom in making enemies fight enemies, at least while there were other enemies to be fought. And from that day on, diplomacy became a part of the Rajai art of war, but never anything more, for the purpose of the Rajai was conquest and everything else was merely means to conquest.
To the north, beyond the mountains and hills, beyond the swamps and jungles, there lie a land, and in that land dwelled many peoples large and small, foolish and ignorant all of them. And amongst those of them that lived the closest to the Rajai Empire there arose one people in particular, the Kan, and they have carved out a Blasphemous Empire of their own, yet it was small and not too ambitious, and thus for a long time it was allowed to be in peace, as they were lambs for the slaughter, and so could wait while the Rajai fought off fiercer, less patient peoples.
And yet the Kan grew numerous, and with their numbers grew their ambitions. They also learned to tame horses, and grew proud; they learned to ride horses and learned to fight from horse-back. In those times the Fendiar, another Blasphemous Empire, grew desperate in their war against the Rajai, for they were a foolish and petty people that attacked the Rajai, failed and now knew not how to survive the fruits of their foolishness as the Rajai ever so steadily moved northwards. And so the Fendiar agreed to pay a great tribute to the Kan in exchange for the Kan sending their horse-men to fight against the Rajai. And the Kan sent, and the Rajai fought; and the Fendiar also sent more of their warriors, and them the Rajai fought as well. The northern blasphemers were numerous, they used not just horses but many other ingenious tools and cunning strategems, and yet, again and again, they were defeated.
And so the Kan fell back and set up a camp at some distance from the Rajai. They were grasped by fear, for not even the horse-men could ride down the Rajai, and now the Rajai were moving northwards, perhaps soon to threaten the Kan heartlands. And the Kan-chief was worried, and the Kan-nobles were worried, and they gathered and talked, and all of them discussed what they knew of the Rajai. They knew not much, and yet enough: they knew that the Rajai fought against many enemies, and yet never were defeated or stalled for long; that war was life for the Rajai, and that the Rajai never stopped fighting before their enemies were destroyed, and many nations were already destroyed in this manner. And they knew that, long ago, some nations tried sending envoys to the Rajai, but the Rajai took and sacrificed them. Some of the Kan-nobles claimed that the Rajai merely thought them to be spies, and would surely not do so with Kan envoys; but there was little confidence in their voices. Nonetheless, the Kan-chief could find no other way out; for even though he had sworn to fight the Rajai previously, he was a petty coward deep in heart like the rest of his people, and truly did not wish to die.
So he closed his eyes and pointed at one of the Kan-nobles; and that Kan-noble at whom he pointed wept, for he was now the Kan-envoy, and he had to go to the Rajai.
But go he did, trembling though he was, and eventually he reached the Rajai camp. He gathered what little courage he had in him, and went into the camp with raise hands and open palms, hoping that the Rajai will not kill him if he shows that he is unarmed and does not try to sneak in, because the signs he made were used by other peoples in that northern land when they wanted to negotiate peace.
The Rajai did not know and did not want to know peace, and they did not know and did not want to know any such signs, so they grabbed him all the same and carried him to the golden idol of the Golden Bird, near which sat Rajaraja V, king of the Rajai.
One of the Rajai warriors that caught the Kan-envoy spoke: "Rajaraja V! We have found this warrior of the Kan outside of the camp. He was unarmed and tried to talk with us, so he was probably trying to negotiate peace. We should kill him."
For that indeed was custom amongst the Rajai. And Rajaraja V nodded; and the Kan-envoy shuddered, as he was brought closer to the idol and Rajaraja V, whom he understood to be the king, took out a ceremonial stone knife. It was crude, and dying from it was, to a northerner, both dishonourable and painful (but as the Rajai knew, to be sacrificed was truly the highest honour one who was not Rajai could hope for in a perfect world; hence they always took great offense when sacrifices were somehow displeased with their lot).
But before the Kan-envoy could be exsanguinated, silence fell upon the camp. Frenetically the Kan-envoy looked around, but could comprehend nothing, for he was not Rajai. He could listen, but he could not hear. The Rajai listened and heard, but did not understand. And only Rajaraja V, who stood in a ceremonious pose and stared at the idol, listened, heard and understood: and at last he hid the knife and ordered the warriors to let go of the Kan-envoy. And Rajaraja V looked at him and told him, in a tone that conveyed messages across languages: "Tell your chief to attack the Fendiar, and you will have respite. GO!"
And the Kan-envoy ran away in relief, and never returned, and went to the Kan-chief and told him of what has happened.
As for Rajaraja V, he was old, but strong in body and strong of will; he was not questioned, for all knew that the Golden Bird spake through the royal bloodline, and besides, all agreed that there was wisdom in making enemies fight enemies, at least while there were other enemies to be fought. And from that day on, diplomacy became a part of the Rajai art of war, but never anything more, for the purpose of the Rajai was conquest and everything else was merely means to conquest.
Amon Savag
The Great
Update's tomarrow night, and I still need orders from alot of people. Iggahw, for one. Feanor for another. Abaddon for another... and others, of course, that I've not mentioned that have just joined last update.
Ravindra[Tyrion]
Age:Copper
Population: Light
Economy: Grand
Education: Really Stupid
Army: 12,000(20,000 who answered the call of the Tapestry)
Navy: 20 War rafts
Culture: Relatively Crappy
Color: Dark Red (sorry man)
Brief Description: The Ravindra are a spiritual people who value knowledge as the way to move forward. They are not pacifists, but they are not overly militaristic, but have no quams about combat. They believe a soul will be reborn until their purpose in the Glorious Tapestry of Creation is complete.
Orders:
Cash in 20 at uh Boys for Economy levels.
spend one level on increasing Army
Spend one economy level on education.
About half my men are to hold the line against the Mughals and push back if possible.
The other half will split in two groups. One group will go up the side of either river and then cross when they reach the point where our territory really begins. They will march to meet each other in an effort to cut the mughals off. Once this is done they will rush south and kill them all before heading back north to fortify their positions until such a time comes as they can strike yet again!
Age:Copper
Population: Light
Economy: Grand
Education: Really Stupid
Army: 12,000(20,000 who answered the call of the Tapestry)
Navy: 20 War rafts
Culture: Relatively Crappy
Color: Dark Red (sorry man)
Brief Description: The Ravindra are a spiritual people who value knowledge as the way to move forward. They are not pacifists, but they are not overly militaristic, but have no quams about combat. They believe a soul will be reborn until their purpose in the Glorious Tapestry of Creation is complete.
Orders:
Cash in 20 at uh Boys for Economy levels.
spend one level on increasing Army
Spend one economy level on education.
About half my men are to hold the line against the Mughals and push back if possible.
The other half will split in two groups. One group will go up the side of either river and then cross when they reach the point where our territory really begins. They will march to meet each other in an effort to cut the mughals off. Once this is done they will rush south and kill them all before heading back north to fortify their positions until such a time comes as they can strike yet again!
Amon Savag
The Great
I still need orders from Li, Abaddon, and Feanor... And Lord_Joakim, if you're still wanting to play as Han Oi. This would be a great time to send in orders.
I'll still update if I do not recieve these orders.
I'll still update if I do not recieve these orders.
Amon Savag
The Great
I'm about 3/4 of the way done with the update. All I need to do is a small bit about Nias whupping the crap out of a bunch of ******** rabble, and the Rajai war. I'm going to sleep now, though. So I'll be back in a few hours to post it. If I recieve orders from those who haven't sent them thus far, they WILL be integrated into the update.
