ChipNES03: The Rise of Mana

[LittleBoots]

To the Soon to be Charred Corpses of the Pathetic Nepece
From the Black Grip of the Death, Destroyer of Men, Eater of Worlds

The Mighty Avatar of the Victorious Warriors who so easily tore asunder your pathetic villages, ripped apart your men, and brutalized your women and children, finds mercy occasionally amusing. He offers you a singular chance to avoid a Most Terrible fate.

Surrender now and be incorporated into Our Glorious Empire.

If you turn down this Most Kind offer, the Avatar Himself promises that the Horrors you will see in this world will be surpassed only by the Horrors He will deliver you into in the next. There is no escaping that fate. Resist and you will all die a tortured, suffering death, from which your souls will not be allowed to ascend. You will be thrown to the Devourer of Souls, Thanatos, Dread King.

If you hold out one single day after this ultimatum is given, you will see your children defiled, tortured, and destroyed before your eyes. You will see your wives raped and beaten, again and again, their wailing cries shall fill your ears and you shall be helpless to comfort them. You will know the definition of Sorrow, of Pain, of Hell.

What say you? Will you yield, and this avoid, or, guilty in defense, be thus destroyed?

 

[Swissempire]

To: The Beings of Absolute Darkness and Hatred
From: THe noble and Honorable Nepece

Never. Good prevails over Evil. Every night is taken by Darkness, but the Dawn reconquers. Like the rising sun we shall smite you until you leave this realm forever.

 

[LittleBoots]

To Fools
From Thanatos Incarnate

The past few years will stand a sweetly remembered game, a romp through flowered meadows, next to the Terror to come. No further surrender will be offered, or accepted. You have sealed your fate and your place in Thanatos' Realm.

OOC: Hey, update stats! Gotta know how many people I get to destroy in creative ways

 

[Wubba360]

To: Nishaya
From: Wilthfarthing

How be it across the way. We say that there should be some trade agreements signed, perhaps a fair where we can all get to know eachother.

 

[TheBladeRoden]

I want stats updated just to see if I exist

 

[~Darkening~]

To The High Nepece
From High Elder Ada'ri

We can't help but feel that, in someway, our being have brought these pests to your doorsteps. Quite frankly we wish to keep them as far away from our borders as possible. We therefore offer an alliance against these dark fools.

 

[Swissempire]

TO: The Great and Good Wood Elves
From: Ulmon the Noble

We agree, and any aid you can send will be much appreciated. These savages will stop at nothing. To beg would mean dishonor, but i get on my knees and thank you.

OOC: Stats Up

SEND ORDERS ASAP, AS IN NOW. OFFICIAL DEADLINE IS MIDNIGHT FRIDAY EST, BUT PLEASE HAVE THEM IN BEFORE HAND!

 

[LittleBoots]

To the Tree Dwellers
From the Mighty Avatar

We have noticed your civilization has decided to ally against us. We think this is a rather foolish idea. Our scouts report that your people dwell high in the trees. As such, we have decided that your civilization is not worth the effort to conquer. Once we had found these pathetic fools, we decided there may be others in the region with which to execute Thanatos' will.

Let me make one thing clear to you. These weaklings will be destroyed, with, or without, you aiding them. What happens after that is largely dependent on whether you attempt to intervene now. We would rather leave you to your forest heights than prosecute that war, but we will make it our burning ambition to lay waste to your people if you aid our enemies now.

We do not believe you are weak or incompetent, but our people will never suffer the Nepece to live. Let us reach an accord now before it comes to war.

 

[Swissempire]

Also people, we need names for things. For the cradle, the world, the regions, the mountain ranges, the rivers, and especially that big sea in the middle.

 

[TerrisH]

I herby name the contient Qutarth!

 

[LittleBoots]

We call the river Cocytus, although the other elves have named it something else. The north sea is Saefern Mutha.

Observation: For me, this NES has become an experiment with depravity. I must say, silver may be on to something here

 

[JosefStalinator]

Royal Nomenclature Proclamatation:

Also, the part of the continent north of the Baz Mountains, and West of that big mountain range far to the east, extending down to roughly about where luckymoose is, is hereby the region of Baslund.

 

[carmen510]

Takashid Protectorite
Race: Human/Elf Hybrids
Cities: Capital, if any yet. It will be bolded. Major cities will also be listed here.
Leader: Aramil Lokage/carmen510
Color(as in Magic Type): Teal (If it's available) otherwise, choose for me.
Religion: Corithin Ladellen Church
Government: Council of elected officials with Chief at head
Economy: 2- 2/0
Mana:
Population:
Army:
Navy:
Air Force:
Academia:
Technology: Copper Age
Confidence:
Culture:
Wonderous Works:
Description: Elven humans have existed before, but they haven't showed their faces or have disguised themselves as humans or elves. Mainly, this country is made of elven/human hybrids. An industrious people with grace, they try to fit in and prove themselves whether through culture, words, or the sword.

Stick me anywhere near the water.

 

[LittleBoots]

The Magic Colours are listed on the first page and sort of define the way you're gonna play. You should probably pick your own, to be honest.

 

[Swissempire]

teal....................umm.............please read the second post 1st page, and the 1st post too. So i think welcome

 

[TheBladeRoden]

I was saddened that yellow magic was absent

 

[Kentharu]

what would yellow magic be?

 

[~Darkening~]

Ath’ane- The Wild Lands​

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Origins of Ath’ane

Spoiler :

The ancestors of the Elorians were simple nomads, travelling in small bands while tending to individual groves of trees. They would often be led by single, male elder who would make nearly every decision for his band. Bands would never stay in one place longer than three months, as the early forests would easily fall under the stress living in them caused. The basic evolution of the Elorians allowed for a distinct, yet varied culture to develop among them.

It is not known when the first group of Elorians settled down, but it most commonly given to the date of around 250 BRH. The main reason the Elorians ever settled down came in their more active use of magic; after many generations it was common for even the most unwieldy user of magic to be proficient in basic uses. The Elorians put their magic to keep their forest homes from dwindling, allowing the biggest element of Elorian culture to grow.

The first actual city, one of the most ancient in the world, was founded around the given date of 200 BRH- the city of Ath'ane (which roughly translates as Joining Rivers.) Ath'ane quickly grew to become a major trading site among the various bands of elves, and it also became crucial in the Elorian faith. Scholars officially end the wandering period around 123 BRH, when the city of Elmad was constructed.

Modern Elorians are more of a mix of High Elves and Wood Elves, rather than the primitives they came from.

City of Ath’ane

Spoiler :

The city of Ath’ane (A-tha-nay) is one of the oldest inhabited sites in the world, with various bands of Elorians settling there throughout history. The first time the city was referred to as Ath’ane came in 2 RH, when a band of traders wrote “South on the river you must go/ to reach the lands where the rivers join and riches flow”. At the time Ath’ane was a minor city whose only importance was as a trade stop.

Three hundred years can make a mighty difference- as was the case of Ath’ane. High Elder Illudia came to power in 121 RH, after the previous High Elder departed the mortal world. Illudia started his rule out by actually discouraging the growth of Ath’ane, as to follow the guides set by Cudaull. By around the year 250 RH, Elory had reappeared in Ath’ane and quickly made her way into Illudia’s council. At this time Ath’ane had just reach its critical peak and was quickly disregarding the rules set down by Cudaull. So Elory appeared and gave Illudia much needed council for dealing with this new problem.

Elorian cities are unique among all peoples- a living meshwork of trees, small gardens, roads, and buildings. Within Ath’ane there are two distinct city types- the Ath’ane Ath’ane and the Elmad models. Ath’ane itself is built on a low-lying plain, resting in between the Noer and Aelti, with the two running along the eastern and northern borders. A thick wall shields the city to the south, along with the Grey Mountains. Nearly every major Elorian city is built along a river, in order to provide the necessary water for both the cities and the numerous plants.

Inside the city takes on its unusual characteristics. All the roads in Ath’ane are composed of pure marble, taken from the Gray Mountains, with laurel or holly shrubs lining both sides of the avenues. The widest and longest roads in Ath’ane are the avenues, wide open streets used to navigate the extensive size of the city- all avenues intertwine and lead to the Elder’s Council. The shrubs, like every plant cultivated inside the city, are kept strong through extensive use of magic. The avenues eventually break off and fragment into dozens of smaller streets, on which the shrubs disappear. Instead these areas are lined with rich grasses. From here the streets break down into individual roads on which individual plots are built on.

Homes in Ath’ane have taken on a unique form and construction. In order for a home to be built, a plot of land is naturally needed. Once the land has been secured, the seedling of a tree is brought in and planted in the middle of the plot. From there green magic is used to speed up the growth of the tree, until it reaches an average height of eleven feet. While the tree is growing, there is extensive cultivation of the branches to produce a desired layout with the branches being extensive in the lower part of the tree, absent in the middle, and extensive above. Once the tree has reached a height of eleven feet, construction enters a second phase.

Once the tree is ready, the second phase begins and the house is built in the middle of the tree, usually at the height of 7 ½ feet. Lands underneath the trees are cultivated and serve as the main supply of food for the city dwellers. As a way to get around, rope bridges connect the houses to each other.

History of Elorian

Spoiler :

Crucial to the development of the Elorian people were a trilogy of mystics. As the greatest of the Elorian mystics, Elory gave her name to both the official religion and as the main adjective for the people. While Elorian goes far back before Elory, it wasn't until her coming that the various practices were finally collected and standardized.

The oral records of Elorian go back countless years before RH, almost to the beginning of time itself. There are countless mystics who received visions, heard voices, and spoke of things far beyond their selves. The first known of these mystics, shrouded in the mists of time, was Tia. The only records of this male lies in a legend known as the Tale of Tia, a story often told to Elorians while they are children. The story is about how Tia, a wander, grew lost one day (something unusual with Elorians), and ended up in a deep, thick forest. There he heard a voice that seemed to call to him from the very trees themselves. It spoke of how Elorians are supposed to treat their environment, and how trees are to be respected and considered sacred. It spoke of how the Divine Spirit, Edoria, had chosen the Elorians to follow her word.

It wasn't until many years later that another major mystic appeared- Cudaull. Even through the Elorians had begun to worship Edoria and respect the trees, there still many tribes that held no respect for the trees. It was to them that Cudaull appealed to, and after the Divine Spirit intervened once more, nearly every tribe had learned the basic Cudaullian Laws. These laws stated that the Elorians had to tend to their surroundings and never cause harm to their environment.

Elory was the final of the three mystics, and arguably the greatest among them. Records indicate that she was born around 97 RH in the (then) town of Ath’ane. She was a loner, tending to live within the confines of the deep forests rather than the small towns. She was a student of Cudaull before his passing, and was a strong student of the mystic ways. She was also a lover of the old tales, and in particular, the Tale of Tia.

Around 150 RH, when she was only fifty-three, Elory came to Cayden, a forest north of Elmad that’s often attributed to being the one of Tia. No one is sure how long the female stayed in the woods, but she appeared to disappear off the face of the earth for over a hundred years before resurfacing in Ath’ane.

She surfaced in Ath’ane at a time when the city began to swell to an extraordinary size. Of all the cities in Ath’ane, the namesake dwarfs them all. The growth of the city resulted in an extreme placement of stress on the environment, and the trees around Ath’ena began to wilt in these times. Preaching a message of living in harmony with nature, she quickly gained notice from the High Elder of the city. She quickly became a favorite of the Elder’s court and gained much influence.

It was under her advice that the modern Elorian cities began to shape. She also gathered up all the tales and the beliefs and complied them into one book, the Edoriain. Also it was at her advice that the High Elder began to expand Ath’ena’s control over the region- forming a kingdom.

Beliefs of Elorian

Spoiler :

Elorian has a belief in a single supreme force- The Divine Spirit or Edoria. They believe that Edoria fought a great battle in the beginning of time against an unspeakable evil, Layonth, and twice forged the world from bitter grey stone. Everything in nature- form the trees, flowers, and animals- is thought to have been put in the world by Edoria to ease the lives of those down below- but also to respect.

In her first attempt to forge the world Edoria created a world that knew no bounds- nothing was sacred to the people. The destroyed the forests, raising them and using them for simple fuel. They never replanted the forests, allowing them to die out and allowing the world to turn brown. They even went as far as to tap into the power of Edoria to wage war on each other. Simple to say that Edoria soon grew angry with these people and soon she destroyed the world.

The second world She forged resulted in the creation of Dain, the current world. This time Edoria created the Ath’ane, her faithful children of the forests. She instilled in them a respect for everything green. She gave them knowledge of the green arts, teaching them how to replant the forests as they were depleted. She gave them mystics who spoke her word for her, mystics that laid down the basic rules of life itself. She gave them society, most of all and allowed them to grow.

Map

Spoiler :

BRH- Before "recorded history". And swiss I changed the placement of the cities on the map to be where they were supposed to be.

To The Dark Fools
From Ath'ane

Do not attempt to trick us. The only thing that has stopped you from invading us has been the Nepece, so will we honor our agreement.

OOC: Read the update again. It says you "went in search of their wood brethen" or something. Some reason I don't think I can trust you right now ;].

 

[LittleBoots]

OOC: Hey, stay at war, thats fine. I don't want OOC to influence IC, but I will honestly say that, yes, I had attempted to attack you. Sorry, I'm evil (not very good at it though, considering I apologise... oh well ). However, I really have no desire to attack tree cities, especially ones that are much further away than I thought. Those aren't fun to pillage. But its all good, I wouldn't trust me IC either, to be honest. I will say that, IC, while I'm evil, the description I read of black said they are out for their own self interest. While slaughter is in my self interest when its relatively easy, alliances with other colours are not impossible.

Although I'm a little miffed my intentions were posted in the update, but its all good.

IC:

To the Tree Dwellers
From the World Eater

Very well. Send your brethren to die in a far off place. The Avatar may decide to show them mercy and return them to you should you come to your senses. Or he may decide to slowly disembowel them and devour their entrails. We shall see.

 

[Lord_Iggy]

The Tales of Ignasci the Journeyman

For a great time I have been wandering. My life has been one long, strange story.

It began... oh, the years mold into one another when there have been so many. Several human lives ago I believe. By all means I should be dead, but I am not. I suppose that the reason for this is as good a place to start as any.

In my youth I lived in a small, simple village. We farmed on the banks of our little river, lived peacefully. I would play with my friends on the muddy banks, or racing through the fields of grain, much to the ire of my parents.

Ah... my parents. How I miss them.

Where was I? Oh yes. The village. I don't think we ever named it. There was no need. As far as we were concerned, the world could simply disappear at the hills on the horizon.

All of this was broken, one day in my ninth year.

It was I who saw them first. Wild men, armed with terrible weapons. I fled to my parents, friends, and village to warn them. But we could do nothing. My family was killed, our straw huts burned. I was struck, and I expect I should have died then.

But I didn't.

I awoke, in the ashes of my home. In shock, I left. I do not know for how long I mourned. The thoughts still pain me, though they are so long ago.

After a time, I emerged from my mourning. I had a life to live. I could not waste it. You only lived once.

Quite true. However, I was at the time unaware of just how long that life would be.

For something had changed in me. Perhaps the Gods had a great purpose for me. Maybe some magic granted me the countless stolen lives of my fellow villagers.

I doubt I shall ever know. All I can be sure about is that at some point my age froze. Sometime after leaving childhood, but before full maturity, just at the dawn of what I assume is the prime of life.

I needed purpose, so I decided to retrace my path. Impossible, as I had been distracted by grief for much of it. Nonetheless, after more wanderings, I came across hills that I recognized. The limits of my childhood wanderings.

I raced down into the little river valley, but found nothing. There was barely a trace of my home. I imagine centuries could have passed since I last visited it. Only small clearings and a few impressions on the ground remained.

In the sand however, I found something. In the ground was a metal spearhead. My mind flashed back. A face, pale but black haired, face contorted into an evil grin. The spear he had held. It seemed impossible, but something within me confirmed it. Some twist of fate had left me with the weapon that had killed my family.

I did not know what to do. I pondered until hunger began to overtake me.

Should I destroy the foul thing? Leave it?

I kept it. Taking a string from my simple brown attire, I threaded it through a rough hole in the spearhead, where a piece of sinew may have once held the weapon to its wooden shaft.

Despite what it had done, that weapon was the last connection to my past. A past I could never forget, through my wanderings through the vast world.