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[kytanos]

Ive taken a liking to wildmana as of late, and quite like reading the little bits in the civpedia.

I cant help however but notice the vile abomination that is Missing text that plagues so many entries, leaders, units, and spells. Now, I have no clue about civ modding, What I can do however, is write a little bit.

Now im not especially good at it, but ive been told I don't suck either. So im just going to post my random bits on various units/spells/leaders, and whatever tickles my fancy, and if S or someone else wants to use them, go ahead. Mainly I just HATE empty lore entries.

Xivan (Scrions of Partria, Evil, ,Charismatic, Controlling, Usurper)

The energy holding the wards as bay was too delicate, unstable. Only one could enter the inner tomb. He was chosen for his strong will. As he ascended the obsidian steps he felt the emperor's presence press upon him, His vision blurring with the strain of holding himself upright. The pillers were carved with intricate golden inlays depicting the glory of Patria reborn. A magnificent set of imperial regalia rested on a mannikin behind the sarcophagus, Just waiting for it's liege. As he reached the sarcophagus he set both hands on the side and pushed. The lid fell off with a thud and The emperor was revealed at last. He looked, Old. Without the crown and armor in the engravings and depictions. He looked noble, but he clearly hadn't been young when had he received the gift himself.

As he made the final preparations for awakening doubt crept into his mind. The emperor was sealed away long ago. The world had changed, What did he know of running an empire of the dead? What did he know the diverse nations, politics, and troubles after the age of ice, Nothing! He lead them out of the tomb, He was the first to awaken. He had taken their confused masses and forged them into a nation. He took a few of the powders and mixed the liquids. Then slowly poured the concoction down the sleeping man's mouth. He stirred once, and no more.

The nation mourned the passing of the emperor, The tomb had not held bay the ravages of time. By the time they had opened it the lord of the gift was no more. A day of mourning was declared. Xivan stood in front of the tomb from which they all came. He Vowed to make sure the dead godking's dream did not die with him, But most importantly. He vowed nothing, would stop Him from reclaiming the glory of Patria.

-(eh, it's rough. but it's better than text_key_leader_xivan_pedia)-

 

[Valkrionn]

Xivan actually has pedia text; Sephi just apparently neglected to grab it when she took the leader.

Xivan's RifE Wiki Entry

Spoiler Pedia :

Xivan walked through the opulent throne room. The people of this land certainly put forth a lot of work for a mere mortal, that seemed to be the case indeed. How much more would they give him?

He turned around slowly - the Consumer held tightly in his left hand. The very air seemed to warp around it's ebony blade - forged from a single dark stone in eons past. As he curved it through the air, the soft screaming sound it made was evident to all in the hushed room. He walked - sauntered, even - over to the figure crying, put to it's knees and bound tightly, as he had long before Xivan put forth the effort to climb the stairwell to the palace throne room.

"It is very beautiful - this room, this city. Like you're trying to compensate for something. Is it your mortality? Is it the fact that even on that throne you remain subservient to the gods? Or is it the fact that deep down, you know you are no better than those that serve you?"

As Xivan looked down at the feeble mortal... thing... it, spat, almost hitting his shoe, had his reflexes not preserved himself from being insulted so.

"My people will never serve you, creature. They are loyal to me, no matter what a few scum who once called themselves my advisers say!"

Xivan brought the Consumer down, severing the leader's head from neck, leaving only a bloody stump attached to the body. Xivan picked up the ruler's scepter, and smashed the head down on it, making a cruel pike and a symbol to everyone else in the room. He turned to his new military commander - a man who was once trusted by the corpse on the floor - a man who, for a short time, would be important to Xivan.

"Take this thing out to the city square. If any people in this city are still loyal to it, make sure they follow it directly to the Vaults. The rest can turn to our business, to my business. There are only rewards for the faithful, and all my enemies will be the enemies of this city, then of these people, then of my empire. All who oppose our destiny must feel the bite of our blades."

Xivan almost laughed as the man dragged the heavy corpse out. Our destiny? This was all Xivan's destiny, and the people - all the people on Erebus - were soon to be his chess pieces in the bleak little game. But one day, it would be the Gods pushed off their thrones.

Edit: Also, isn't Xivan a multi-civ leader? Should be Amurites, Calabim, Scion, and Sidar, not specifically Scion. He's an Usurper.

 

[kytanos]

Okay then, Ill just continue to spit out random bits for any no-text pieces I find and post them. I like excuses to write.

(Any comments on it though? good or bad?)

 

[Valkrionn]

The text itself was good I think. I just prefer the original, better shows his role as an Usurper and multi-civ leader.

If there wasn't text for him, yours would be excellent. If you ever aren't sure if there's text for a leader... Many (most) of the WM leaders came from either RifE or LENA. RifE has a wiki up, all leaders that have pedia text have the full text on their page; Makes it very easy to check.

 

[kytanos]

Huh, I didnt know he was another Decius. Im new to wildmana

 

[cvx]

Well he is no multi-civ leader in wildmana

 

[Valkrionn]

If he's not... Then why have an usurper leader? That was his whole flavor.... -sigh-

 

[kytanos]

Scion-Necromancer. (I know they have an entry, but it seemed more unit description than flavor entry)

If their is one thing a man get's sick of. It's the near constant clattering of bone on bone. Not that reusing your fallen foes as expendable soldiers was a bad idea. But it lacked a certain, class. Gerin sat on the hill carving symbols into the earth. Afterwards he double checked all the reagents, then began to speak.

The land seemed to darken slightly as he intoned the final words, and then the shadow coalesced into one being. The shade seemed to rise out of the ground and silently inclined it's head in obedience. The necromancer turned to the encampment in the valley below and smiled. So what if one lead to another, No matter how they died. He always had his in the end.

 

[graywarden]

Scion-Necromancer. (I know they have an entry, but it seemed more unit description than flavor entry)

If their is one thing a man get's sick of. It's the near constant clattering of bone on bone. Not that reusing your fallen foes as expendable soldiers was a bad idea. But it lacked a certain, class. Gerin sat on the hill carving symbols into the earth. Afterwards he double checked all the reagents, then began to speak.

The land seemed to darken slightly as he intoned the final words, and then the shadow coalesced into one being. The shade seemed to rise out of the ground and silently inclined it's head in obedience. The necromancer turned to the encampment in the valley below and smiled. So what if one lead to another, No matter how they died. He always had his in the end.

Kytanos,

I added your Pedia Entry and uploaded to Sephi. should show up at the next version.

 

[Imuratep]

There are some features that I don't know how they work as they aren't described very well in the civilopedia. For example I am curious to know what Redeeming does exactly as "leader may trigger a golden age" isn't very specific about the condition for the golden age, how to trigger it etc.

 

[tesb]

afaik whenever you kill a unit of an evil leader there is a small change that you will go into a golden age.

 

[Imuratep]

That would be good info for the civilopedia. I have nothing against surprises, but as this is quite essential for the way you play her it should not be hidden .

 

[Sephi]

Graywarden had already added help text for the Redeeming trait, but it wasn't fully displayed. Fixed now.

 

[graywarden]

Graywarden had already added help text for the Redeeming trait, but it wasn't fully displayed. Fixed now.

Sephi,

was that because of something i did incorrectly? If so let me know!

 

[kytanos]

Just filling out 1 civ at a time. Next is the scion scout and hunter. As all they have is a "unit description".

Velite (Scout-Scions of Patria)
Their squad cleared the forest shortly before daybreak. The beasts in the area were particularity vicious, but thankfully they showed no interest in them. After 8 more days the weather grew overcast with rain and fog, they pressed on uncaring. They came to a small town Nestled against a lake. Camp was setup about a mile out and she pulled out a looking glass to observe from a distance, however at times the mist was too thick to get more than vague shapes. After a day She sent the runner off with a scroll to the capital. It seems more survived the chilling of the world than those who slept in deep tombs.

Dasiris suggested they move on and she agreed. As they were packing up camp one of the shadows nearby flickered, and a man strode out less then 10 paces away. He spoke with an oddly flat voice and seemed to almost blend in with the dense fog. "You do not seem like mindless undead, so speak quickly. What are you doing in our lands?"

Cetratus (Hunter-Scions of Patria)
Even with the gift, they could still die. He learned this lessen the hard way after the entire expedition was destroyed by an orcish ambush. He had survived by sneaking off into the wilderness. Survival was surprisingly easy if you kept your wits about you. Of course their is more to life than survival, their is also revenge. The orc's learned this the hard way After he managed to train a few of the forest animals to do his bidding. He couldn't destroy the entire encampment with beasts, but they paid a toll blood for what they had done.

After he found his way back to civilization they called him a hero. He didn't particularity feel like a fine example of the empire. Never the less he came when they called for him, Something was killing any who ventured into the woods gifted or living, and once again the survivor of Heralds pass would make the enemies of the empire pay blood for blood.

As he went deeper in the forest the canopy got thicker, until it came to a point where he was glad for the improved eyesight the fleshcrafter's gave him. Odd's screech's and hisses punctuated the air, and it was then he realized was what missing. He hadn't seen a single animal larger than a rat since he entered the forest. As he walked further small spiders scuttled at his feet and webbing hung on the tree's. The mother found him first, He felt something jab him the back and was pushed to the ground. He spun around and came face to face with it's many eye'ed gaze. He jabbed his spear up at one of the eye's and got back to his feet as it hissed in pain. He tried to stabbed it several more times but it was too quick. Yet it never tried to strike back at him, It seemed to be waiting for something.

He felt the blood trickle out of his back and paused for just a moment, He didnt bleed anymore, None of them did. He slowed his movement and fought with less grace and accuracy, Eventually it lunged forward and bowled him over with it's sheer mass, He didn't resist. As it turned to wrap him in web's he sprung to his feet and drove his speer to the handle in it's bloated abdomen. It screamed and thrashed, breaking the spear off. So he stabbed it with the shattered handle again and again. Once it finally stopped moving he sat down on a nearby rock and examined himself. He never noticed that it's thrashing had broken half his ribs until he looked.

 

[graywarden]

Just filling out 1 civ at a time. Next is the scion scout and hunter. As all they have is a "unit description".

Spoiler :

Velite (Scout-Scions of Patria)
Their squad cleared the forest shortly before daybreak. The beasts in the area were particularity vicious, but thankfully they showed no interest in them. After 8 more days the weather grew overcast with rain and fog, they pressed on uncaring. They came to a small town Nestled against a lake. Camp was setup about a mile out and she pulled out a looking glass to observe from a distance, however at times the mist was too thick to get more than vague shapes. After a day She sent the runner off with a scroll to the capital. It seems more survived the chilling of the world than those who slept in deep tombs.

Dasiris suggested they move on and she agreed. As they were packing up camp one of the shadows nearby flickered, and a man strode out less then 10 paces away. He spoke with an oddly flat voice and seemed to almost blend in with the dense fog. "You do not seem like mindless undead, so speak quickly. What are you doing in our lands?"

Cetratus (Hunter-Scions of Patria)
Even with the gift, they could still die. He learned this lessen the hard way after the entire expedition was destroyed by an orcish ambush. He had survived by sneaking off into the wilderness. Survival was surprisingly easy if you kept your wits about you. Of course their is more to life than survival, their is also revenge. The orc's learned this the hard way After he managed to train a few of the forest animals to do his bidding. He couldn't destroy the entire encampment with beasts, but they paid a toll blood for what they had done.

After he found his way back to civilization they called him a hero. He didn't particularity feel like a fine example of the empire. Never the less he came when they called for him, Something was killing any who ventured into the woods gifted or living, and once again the survivor of Heralds pass would make the enemies of the empire pay blood for blood.

As he went deeper in the forest the canopy got thicker, until it came to a point where he was glad for the improved eyesight the fleshcrafter's gave him. Odd's screech's and hisses punctuated the air, and it was then he realized was what missing. He hadn't seen a single animal larger than a rat since he entered the forest. As he walked further small spiders scuttled at his feet and webbing hung on the tree's. The mother found him first, He felt something jab him the back and was pushed to the ground. He spun around and came face to face with it's many eye'ed gaze. He jabbed his spear up at one of the eye's and got back to his feet as it hissed in pain. He tried to stabbed it several more times but it was too quick. Yet it never tried to strike back at him, It seemed to be waiting for something.

He felt the blood trickle out of his back and paused for just a moment, He didnt bleed anymore, None of them did. He slowed his movement and fought with less grace and accuracy, Eventually it lunged forward and bowled him over with it's sheer mass, He didn't resist. As it turned to wrap him in web's he sprung to his feet and drove his speer to the handle in it's bloated abdomen. It screamed and thrashed, breaking the spear off. So he stabbed it with the shattered handle again and again. Once it finally stopped moving he sat down on a nearby rock and examined himself. He never noticed that it's thrashing had broken half his ribs until he looked.

@Sephi,

I was able to glean a little more from these entries, that the existing pedia tags were incorrect. I changed the existing pedia tags to strategy tags, and inserted Kytanos's work as a pedia entry with the corect pedia tags. I have uploaded to the server this evening, Revision 222.

 

[kytanos]

Accelerate:
The watch commander just shrugged. "They are leagues away still. We can afford to give the men one night of freedom and debauchery before they lay down their lives".

Blinding light/Sunrise.
He didn't know how much further he could run. His son clung to his back, exhausted and unable to move himself. They had already lost a 10th of their number to the grueling chase. When the sheiam attacked the knights had laid down their lives to save them, and now that sacrifice wasn't going to matter anymore. As the group finally came to a halt as all hope left. the old man rested on his staff and looked back. The enemy was chasing them still, just as fast as ever, just as deadly. He shook his head, then turned toward the approaching hoard and as he lifted his staff into the air it outshone the sun itself.

 

[graywarden]

Accelerate:
The watch commander just shrugged. "They are leagues away still. We can afford to give the men one night of freedom and debauchery before they lay down their lives".

Blinding light/Sunrise.
He didn't know how much further he could run. His son clung to his back, exhausted and unable to move himself. They had already lost a 10th of their number to the grueling chase. When the sheiam attacked the knights had laid down their lives to save them, and now that sacrifice wasn't going to matter anymore. As the group finally came to a halt as all hope left. the old man rested on his staff and looked back. The enemy was chasing them still, just as fast as ever, just as deadly. He shook his head, then turned toward the approaching hoard and as he lifted his staff into the air it outshone the sun itself.

Kytanos,

Thanks for the pedia work. I have inserted and uploaded them to Sephi.

 

[russelcoight]

Ive taken a liking to wildmana as of late, and quite like reading the little bits in the civpedia.

I cant help however but notice the vile abomination that is Missing text that plagues so many entries, leaders, units, and spells. Now, I have no clue about civ modding, What I can do however, is write a little bit.

Now im not especially good at it, but ive been told I don't suck either. So im just going to post my random bits on various units/spells/leaders, and whatever tickles my fancy, and if S or someone else wants to use them, go ahead. Mainly I just HATE empty lore entries.

Xivan (Scrions of Partria, Evil, ,Charismatic, Controlling, Usurper)

The energy holding the wards as bay was too delicate, unstable. Only one could enter the inner tomb. He was chosen for his strong will. As he ascended the obsidian steps he felt the emperor's presence press upon him, His vision blurring with the strain of holding himself upright. The pillers were carved with intricate golden inlays depicting the glory of Patria reborn. A magnificent set of imperial regalia rested on a mannikin behind the sarcophagus, Just waiting for it's liege. As he reached the sarcophagus he set both hands on the side and pushed. The lid fell off with a thud and The emperor was revealed at last. He looked, Old. Without the crown and armor in the engravings and depictions. He looked noble, but he clearly hadn't been young when had he received the gift himself.

As he made the final preparations for awakening doubt crept into his mind. The emperor was sealed away long ago. The world had changed, What did he know of running an empire of the dead? What did he know the diverse nations, politics, and troubles after the age of ice, Nothing! He lead them out of the tomb, He was the first to awaken. He had taken their confused masses and forged them into a nation. He took a few of the powders and mixed the liquids. Then slowly poured the concoction down the sleeping man's mouth. He stirred once, and no more.

The nation mourned the passing of the emperor, The tomb had not held bay the ravages of time. By the time they had opened it the lord of the gift was no more. A day of mourning was declared. Xivan stood in front of the tomb from which they all came. He Vowed to make sure the dead godking's dream did not die with him, But most importantly. He vowed nothing, would stop Him from reclaiming the glory of Patria.

-(eh, it's rough. but it's better than text_key_leader_xivan_pedia)-

Hehe not bad but why would you kill off the emperor? he is pretty cool charicter himself.

 

[Tarquelne]

Hehe not bad but why would you kill off the emperor? he is pretty cool charicter himself.

Look to the "In a Bright Land" story. Sounds to me like Xivan was fooled, and that the real emperor is still out there somewhere.