BirdNES 2: Forge of Empires -- The Manonash

Huzzah, Rynt got thrashed. I was expecting that. =)

Nice update!
 
All in fair play, my friend. Care to establish a real peace so that the pattern doesn't repeat itself :)?

Awesome job Bird :).
 
All in fair play, my friend. Care to establish a real peace so that the pattern doesn't repeat itself :)?

Awesome job Bird :).

Sure. :) Let's set a peace for an obscenely long amount of time. Like 300 years.
 
Meh- I'm not sure if you're being sarcastic or not, so I'll just assume that you are ;). We can continue if you wish- through noting that nether of us have the element of surprise anymore, nothing will be really gained. You can attack if you wish, but I hold a lot of the advantages, but I'm really not in the mood to continue this. Once again I'm falling behind in the exploiting of the rules ;).

Through, if you're being serious, I'm not planning to attack you again. So- take it as you wish :).

Edit: I just looked at the stats, and much to my (amazing) surprise, Ilosilletar is the dominant sea and land power :p.
 
Meh- I'm not sure if you're being sarcastic or not, so I'll just assume that you are ;). We can continue if you wish- through noting that nether of us have the element of surprise anymore, nothing will be really gained. You can attack if you wish, but I hold a lot of the advantages, but I'm really not in the mood to continue this. Once again I'm falling behind in the exploiting of the rules ;).

Through, if you're being serious, I'm not planning to attack you again. So- take it as you wish :).

Edit: I just looked at the stats, and much to my (amazing) surprise, Ilosilletar is the dominant sea and land power :p.

Okay. I wasn't being sarcastic. :p I really do want one for a long time. It's a thing of national security, see?
 
Edit: I just looked at the stats, and much to my (amazing) surprise, Ilosilletar is the dominant sea and land power :p.

Lurker's Comment: That's because nobody in your whole cradle cares about military affairs; you wouldn't stand a chance against the premier military powers of Animas :p
 
@ Bird:

Didn't you recieve orders, or what do mean with: loser where are you?
 
Cool update. :cry:
 
Wicked stuff indeed. Stories coming again this week me thinks!
 
@ Bird:

Didn't you recieve orders, or what do mean with: loser where are you?
No, I did not receive any orders from you. Did you send them?
 
To Gaznel
From Liaosu

We offer peace for the price of 1EP, otherwise, war shall continue.
 
ooc: Im sorry if i missed it but I saw no mention of the red circle in the south of the main island in the rules or in the update.
 
Of Boys to Red Robes

The worshippers of Geirmal, the Red Robes, had increased in promiense greatly in recent years. By preaching tales detailling all the manly lusts, the love of war and the celebration of Summer they had a lot going for them. They were especially prominent within the military ranks. They now had ranks within the army, and were even beginning to practice far afield in other countrys. Frequent visits to the Oracle of Wendar allowed them to gather information from far and wide and their political clout grew.

Joan Kinda was a young disciple in the Red Robe ranks. Being low ranked, his daily ritual was quite strictly controlled by the book of Ahrkenß. The day began before dawn, with the cleaning out of the stables, after which he had to clean himself top to toe before meditating until the sun rose. Once the sun had rose it was time to set the tables for the higher ranked members breakfast. If it wasn’t for the promise of what would come when he was promoted, Joan would have got disgruntled and left months ago.

“Joan, do you, you know, actually believe all this?” whispered Adam, Joans closest friend within the Red Robes.​
“Believe what?”
“You know, The sun, the Moon, Ahrkenß’s tears washing over the world and flooding the rivers and the oceans?”​
“Oh, you mean God and everything?”
“Yes! All that”​
“To be honest I try not to think. I know Archtype Somole tells us to believe with our body and soul, but it doesn’t all add up to me. I’m happy to be off the streets, getting two square meals a day.”
“Yeah, I suppose your right. Less thinking, more surviving. Hey, after the summer festivals, if were both adepts by then, life will be grand!”​


Joan smiled, imagining himself and Adam clad in the famous Red Robes,yes, life would be grand.



















OOC said:
I wanted to continue my creation story about Ahrkenß, but i've lost my notes its been so long I don't remeber it clearly enough to be happy with it!
Also Birdy, suitable character’s to play with? ;)
 
Sparkling Robes

Raiyne danced, her body rippling and convulsing to the time of the music. Even with her scantily clad body enhanced with its expencive jewels sparkling in the candle light she could not hold the attention of the majority of the audience. For Raiyne was but a dancing girl of one of Cantonias many hareems. They could now be found throughout the Manonash, some blatant, some more discreet. This one it was a grand affair, providing within everything a man could desire. All vices were covered here, and with its many isolated pockets it gave the sense of security and isolation; the perfect place to conduct both business and pleasure.

The air was heavily perfumed to cover the stench of foul meade and human odour. A thick soup filled with laughter and music. It provided the cover for which the many nafarious dealings could take place within its walls. Raiyne was exhausted from the dancing, it was hot and the work was long. Sweat glistened off her body as rivulets ran over her flesh. She had already picked her target for tonight, a small pump man with piggy eyes, he gazed upon her with open raptious lust.

She could predict his thoughts, imagining themselves entwined together, him atop, driving into her, cementing his need of feeling powerful and domineering. He would get this, and a whole lot more, Raiyne knew how to fulfil a mans needs, and the more pathetic the man the better . They were always keen to have someone to listen to, someone to gloat to and share their secrets with. The Kings men would pay handomly for choice information.

An Ilosilletar noble signalled and a topless serving girl scampered over to him, he groped her breast while beconing her closer so that he could whisper into her ear. She looked over to Raiyne and then gave an almost unnoticable signal to the guards. The little man with his piggy eyes would have to wait some time longer for his time with Raiyne, there was bigger business afoot.
 
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