Tyrs
King
Looks like there is plenty to do this turn, yay! I can't wait for stats either, and want to know how many recruits I got, haha
FFH NES III: The Expanse
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kenkrajen
Prince
stats are out. orders are due friday. and everybody welcome our new player Indrick 
EDIT: this turn's maps are up too
EDIT: this turn's maps are up too
Hello I'm Indrick, also new to the forums. Ths is my first NES that I've participated in, so I hope I'm ok. Though I will write plenty of short stories, it's a little hobby of mine, I can put my first story about my organisation here though correct? It's kind of introductory...
Diamondeye
So Happy I Could Die
Indrick; welcome! If you write a short introduction-story like the one Kenkrajen wrote for each of the factions in the initial update, that'd be fine, I think. Other stories can be included in the orders as you will notice I often do.
Also, I sent my orders now. I urge all other players to keep the deadline - that way, we keep the game going
Also, I sent my orders now. I urge all other players to keep the deadline - that way, we keep the game going
kenkrajen
Prince
feel free to post here whatever stories u like, proclamations, letters or player to player communications as you like. As a matter of fact, I encourage it.
Kyzarc Fotjage
Rise Up
so is the eastern expanse dead?
vruchten
Found serenity in torture
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Ok I'm not sure if this is a good introductory one... but it's what popped into my head, takes place somewhere between update 0 and 1. Though I know I haven't been in the NES then... But we'll just put it down to my organisation not acting then or stepping forward to do anything...
Allesandro stood looking out of a balcony of the Lonryich manor, looking down on his vineyards stretching out before the house, his servants toiling in them to earn his house some of the wealth it needed. To some it was impressive, a sign of the house of Lornyich resurging back to become a respected member of the aristocracy. But to Allesandro it was a field, and he didn’t see the full value of those fields yet.
It had been a good fortnight since the long night, when the sun had never risen. Being an outlying noble he had not received the request to go to parliament until the day after the long night had ended. They had remained in their home, behind locked doors, the servants cowering in their quarters. Allesandro had been in a similar state, only being fourteen he had not yet grown completely past superstitions that were held by children and the lower classes, and not by nobles and aristocrats.
“My Duke” came the subtle voice of Stavros, “Your mother has sent word, she is returning from Dahlia tomorrow” the regent said, Allesandro turned and looked at his regent and nodded slightly. The action from such a young boy though seemed to lack the authority his father had once carried it off with.
“She is coming back? I’ll be glad to see her… what has happened in Dahlia?” he asked.
“Parliament has been holding daily meetings, little more than ceremony and to keep up appearances to create confidence. However it seems that the city is still recovering from riots that occurred during the long night. Our assets there took great losses, and will have to be established again.”
“And you can do it Stavros?” Allesandro asked, uncertainly, thinking that was what he was meant to ask.
“Of course my Duke, I can take care of it, there is no need to worry.” Stavros said and bowed, taking his leave of his Duke.
Allesandro went back inside from the balcony, taking a book from one of the bookcases and opening it to a page. Taking a seat he began to read in front of the lit hearth. A small smile on his lips as he read tales of the legendary acts of the holy heroes of Nephilim, their great exploits showing the truly divine nature of the blood running in the veins of Nephilim men and women. He liked those stories, he would never aspire to equal them, but he liked to dream that he could. A housemaid came in an hour later with a tray containing some scones, some crystallised fruits and a decanter of water, to find the thin pale faced Duke still in the chair, curled up in the chair gripping his knees, his book cast onto the carpet, dangerously close to the hearth.
“My holy lord, your morning tea” the kindly housemaid said, putting it on the table and picking up the book from the floor. The servants had grown used to finding him like this when they came in. Ever since news of his father’s death had reached him he had acted like this at least once every one or two days. It was said to be a malady of the mind that would pass with time. This was but one reason why Stavros and Allesandro’s mother took care of the house’s affairs and not Allesandro himself.
Allesandro stood looking out of a balcony of the Lonryich manor, looking down on his vineyards stretching out before the house, his servants toiling in them to earn his house some of the wealth it needed. To some it was impressive, a sign of the house of Lornyich resurging back to become a respected member of the aristocracy. But to Allesandro it was a field, and he didn’t see the full value of those fields yet.
It had been a good fortnight since the long night, when the sun had never risen. Being an outlying noble he had not received the request to go to parliament until the day after the long night had ended. They had remained in their home, behind locked doors, the servants cowering in their quarters. Allesandro had been in a similar state, only being fourteen he had not yet grown completely past superstitions that were held by children and the lower classes, and not by nobles and aristocrats.
“My Duke” came the subtle voice of Stavros, “Your mother has sent word, she is returning from Dahlia tomorrow” the regent said, Allesandro turned and looked at his regent and nodded slightly. The action from such a young boy though seemed to lack the authority his father had once carried it off with.
“She is coming back? I’ll be glad to see her… what has happened in Dahlia?” he asked.
“Parliament has been holding daily meetings, little more than ceremony and to keep up appearances to create confidence. However it seems that the city is still recovering from riots that occurred during the long night. Our assets there took great losses, and will have to be established again.”
“And you can do it Stavros?” Allesandro asked, uncertainly, thinking that was what he was meant to ask.
“Of course my Duke, I can take care of it, there is no need to worry.” Stavros said and bowed, taking his leave of his Duke.
Allesandro went back inside from the balcony, taking a book from one of the bookcases and opening it to a page. Taking a seat he began to read in front of the lit hearth. A small smile on his lips as he read tales of the legendary acts of the holy heroes of Nephilim, their great exploits showing the truly divine nature of the blood running in the veins of Nephilim men and women. He liked those stories, he would never aspire to equal them, but he liked to dream that he could. A housemaid came in an hour later with a tray containing some scones, some crystallised fruits and a decanter of water, to find the thin pale faced Duke still in the chair, curled up in the chair gripping his knees, his book cast onto the carpet, dangerously close to the hearth.
“My holy lord, your morning tea” the kindly housemaid said, putting it on the table and picking up the book from the floor. The servants had grown used to finding him like this when they came in. Ever since news of his father’s death had reached him he had acted like this at least once every one or two days. It was said to be a malady of the mind that would pass with time. This was but one reason why Stavros and Allesandro’s mother took care of the house’s affairs and not Allesandro himself.
Immaculate
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Well, you came into NESing with quite a bang; that was a very well written piece... I look forward to reading more of your short stories.
Kyzarc Fotjage
Rise Up
woo, indrick has entered the arena! more stories!
Thanks I'm glad you liked that piece. And I hope to write many more stories, because I've been a member of an RP forum for the past year so I've got a bit of experience with writing from that and other short stuff I've written. I'm looking forward to NESing too.
MasterofDisasta
Prince
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We're still alive, just a bit slow at the moment. I've started working on the update so we should be back up and running very soon.
And welcome aboard Indrick!
I hope you enjoy the NES.
vruchten
Found serenity in torture
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We're still alive, just a bit slow at the moment. I've started working on the update so we should be back up and running very soon.
And welcome aboard Indrick!
you make me smile!
Tyrs
King
I liked the story too! I will certainly add some of my own, just as soon as I get through finals!
Diamondeye
So Happy I Could Die
We need updates! We need stats!
Tyrs
King
I really need to write a story for this... Oh, and updates!
kenkrajen
Prince
hey guys, i've been so busy with finals it actually slipped my mind. it just hit me today so i'm giving you a heads up. my last final is friday. so the update will be up then or saturday. bonus points to anyone who can explain what a Taylor Laurant series is to me.
Diamondeye
So Happy I Could Die
Taylor Laurent series are series of functions that become closer and closer approximations to functions.
T_F
Reynardine the Great
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What? They're functions that become more like functions? But wouldn't they already be functions?
BTW, it's fine. Good luck on your finals!
