ITNES I - Interesting Times
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The warrior Aeneas, fleeing from the ruins of a Greek city, made his way across the Aegean, the western Mediterranean, and all the way to northern Africa, where he briefly had an affair with a local queen, who then killed herself when he left without marrying her. As legend goes, the gods let Aeneas into the Underworld to see his (and Rome's) future. Aeneas and his allies made their way to central Italy and defeated a gigantic Etruscan army, and then settled there. The sons of Mars and one of the settlers' priestesses, Romulus and Remus, went on to found Rome on seven hills (Aventine, Palatine, Capitoline, Quirinal, Viminal, Esquiline, and Caelian) overlooking the Tiber River. Romulus founded his city on the Palatine, and Remus on the Aventine. When Remus trespassed into Romulus' town, his brother killed him with a swordstroke.
Eventually, the city was captured by the Etruscans, who incorporated their culture, etc., into the city, which revolted and installed a Roman-born king. Rome has unified the region surrounding it and is still ruled by a descendant of that king.
OOC: Rome's in a tight federation of the villages immediately surrounding it, including Praeneste and Ostia. Ruler: King Tarquinius.
The warrior Aeneas, fleeing from the ruins of a Greek city, made his way across the Aegean, the western Mediterranean, and all the way to northern Africa, where he briefly had an affair with a local queen, who then killed herself when he left without marrying her. As legend goes, the gods let Aeneas into the Underworld to see his (and Rome's) future. Aeneas and his allies made their way to central Italy and defeated a gigantic Etruscan army, and then settled there. The sons of Mars and one of the settlers' priestesses, Romulus and Remus, went on to found Rome on seven hills (Aventine, Palatine, Capitoline, Quirinal, Viminal, Esquiline, and Caelian) overlooking the Tiber River. Romulus founded his city on the Palatine, and Remus on the Aventine. When Remus trespassed into Romulus' town, his brother killed him with a swordstroke.
Eventually, the city was captured by the Etruscans, who incorporated their culture, etc., into the city, which revolted and installed a Roman-born king. Rome has unified the region surrounding it and is still ruled by a descendant of that king.
OOC: Rome's in a tight federation of the villages immediately surrounding it, including Praeneste and Ostia. Ruler: King Tarquinius.
SPARTAN EMBASSADOR:
TO MACEDONIA
Good Evening noble lord, i come here on behalf of King Mermerus Midylos of Sparta. He wills you good health and long life. Allow us to stablish trade and and an agreement on borders and peace will be on our lands. What do you propose for national borders?
TO MACEDONIA
Good Evening noble lord, i come here on behalf of King Mermerus Midylos of Sparta. He wills you good health and long life. Allow us to stablish trade and and an agreement on borders and peace will be on our lands. What do you propose for national borders?
North King
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Confirming Kalinga. Soon to post description...
Communisto
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this better not be capped, troy must rule!
Insane_Panda
Deity
Reserve me a spot if this is not capped. I DEARLY HOPE IT ISNT.
I shall decide on a final nation within a few minutes of this post.
I shall decide on a final nation within a few minutes of this post.
Insane_Panda
Deity
I shall be joining as Persia.
descreepseeon soon.
descreepseeon soon.
Plexus
Architeuthidae puericomedentis
Damnit. Well, let me in anyways. 
Grandmaster
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PM sent to Das requesting a reservation to lead the Gothic hordes across Europe during the Great Migration of Peoples. Unless this isn't capped yet, that is.
Insane_Panda
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yes well, das said he might increase it - it says so in the rules. So maybe I'll get lucky. I'll post my description, and if I dont get in, I dont get in - but if I do, then great.
I've been wanting to play more near east nations, Bactria got me interested in the region.
I've been wanting to play more near east nations, Bactria got me interested in the region.
Hong Kong
Chek Lap Kok,
Hong Kong.
4th January 1995.
"Fai tit fai tit" the engineer was getting impatient. Some of the villagers were supposed to move to Lantau Island by now but they still refused to move. After a lot of wrangling with the government, they finally agreed to move - two days after digging was scheduled to start.
Sum Dum Gai sighed. The villagers certainly took their own time. It wasn't as if he could do much about it. He stared down at the ground and kicked at imaginary stones on the ground.
Thud!
That must have hurt. For it was no imaginary stone that Dum Gai kicked. It was hard, and certainly very sharp. The engineer fell to the ground, cursing and clutching his throbbing foot - he didn't wear his gumboots today, opting instead for light sneakers.
A most poisonous stare aimed itself at the incriminating object, it looked like a pottery fragment of some kind. Probably some stupid thing buried by the villagers, he thought in his foul mood.
Being the spiteful person he was, he dug the fragment out and threw it with all his might towards the sea - not noticing the brilliant and not-so-modern geometric designs on the fragment.
If it was anything, the splash made him feel much better...
4,000 years earlier
Water splashing... A rare sound - considering the fact that Chow Chi was in a pottery kiln, with bellows roaring their rythymic blasts to keep the fire at the right tempreature. Chi turned around with a smile, "Lei Huat!" Standing at the doorway to the kiln, a short man in a broad-brimmed hat and only one eye grinned in return. In his hands was a bucket full of water and what passed for the daily staple of the people in Hong Kong, the Fragrant Harbour. "Fish of all kinds, seven in all, my friend; All yours in return for a nice clay pot."
In a moment, the deal was sealed. Seven fish for a clay pot - fresh from the kiln. Of course, as friends always do, they sat down for a chat. And, as chats always go, the topic was about the populace.
"Did you know that Siu Pang, the village elder is going to marry Tan Yin?" said one.
"What? We are a community of two hundred families. Why marry with one from the Tan clan?" retorted the other.
"Well, he is the village elder. It's not our fault that he sees something in her that we don't. Look on the bright side, at least all the beautiful daughters will be left for our sons."
Laughter, and then more serious things.
"By the way, Chow Chi. I wanted to discuss something with you. You see, the reason why I asked for a larger pot than normal was because I was thinking of sailing to the mainland."
"You are going to wha-!?" Chow Chi was mortified. His friend of many years now leaving to the mainland.
"I felt like fishing isn't for me anymore. Almost everyone in this village is a fisherman. At most, twenty families do the other things like pottery or bronzesmithing. You were mentioning that you were short on clay. Even Ka Ying up in Wan Chai was complaining that he had no more copper to smelt into bronze. We need traders, friend. People to go into the mainland and explore."
"Did Siu Pang convince you to do this?"
Momentary silence - and then, a nod. "Yes. He laid out the situation with me, and he does make sense. We need to make contact and expand outside this island. We can only survive for so long with traders making momentary stops here to wherever else they're going."
Chow Chi didn't want his friend to leave. He knew that the order for going out and exploring was sound. He just - well, just didn't want to lose his friend. Stories told by other traders of the glory, or the trials and tribulations came up in his head again. It inspired others to throw their lot with those traders - and they were never seen again.
"I hope you will return, Lei Huat. But at least, let me contribute to your trade mission." Chow Chi walked to the back and grabbed a beautiful white kaolin claypot he had made. The design was exquisite. "I thought of selling this to the traders the next time they came about. But you will certainly get a better price. Please take it."
"Thank you, my friend. I won-" The pot slipped from the fisherman's hands and crashed into the ground. Both men stared at the fragments.
A bad omen.
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OOC: Start me at the southern-most green tip where Hong Kong Island and Shenzhen should be - at the mouth of Xiang River (which isn't on the map strangely)
Hong Kong society should be as I described above. Fishing, bronzeworking, pottery. Not much of a military though. Never had the need for it. At least, not until the trade starts....
Give me a banana yellow colour - simply because I like bananas - or rather, I AM one.
Development Plans
Chek Lap Kok,
Hong Kong.
4th January 1995.
"Fai tit fai tit" the engineer was getting impatient. Some of the villagers were supposed to move to Lantau Island by now but they still refused to move. After a lot of wrangling with the government, they finally agreed to move - two days after digging was scheduled to start.
Sum Dum Gai sighed. The villagers certainly took their own time. It wasn't as if he could do much about it. He stared down at the ground and kicked at imaginary stones on the ground.
Thud!
That must have hurt. For it was no imaginary stone that Dum Gai kicked. It was hard, and certainly very sharp. The engineer fell to the ground, cursing and clutching his throbbing foot - he didn't wear his gumboots today, opting instead for light sneakers.
A most poisonous stare aimed itself at the incriminating object, it looked like a pottery fragment of some kind. Probably some stupid thing buried by the villagers, he thought in his foul mood.
Being the spiteful person he was, he dug the fragment out and threw it with all his might towards the sea - not noticing the brilliant and not-so-modern geometric designs on the fragment.
If it was anything, the splash made him feel much better...
4,000 years earlier
Water splashing... A rare sound - considering the fact that Chow Chi was in a pottery kiln, with bellows roaring their rythymic blasts to keep the fire at the right tempreature. Chi turned around with a smile, "Lei Huat!" Standing at the doorway to the kiln, a short man in a broad-brimmed hat and only one eye grinned in return. In his hands was a bucket full of water and what passed for the daily staple of the people in Hong Kong, the Fragrant Harbour. "Fish of all kinds, seven in all, my friend; All yours in return for a nice clay pot."
In a moment, the deal was sealed. Seven fish for a clay pot - fresh from the kiln. Of course, as friends always do, they sat down for a chat. And, as chats always go, the topic was about the populace.
"Did you know that Siu Pang, the village elder is going to marry Tan Yin?" said one.
"What? We are a community of two hundred families. Why marry with one from the Tan clan?" retorted the other.
"Well, he is the village elder. It's not our fault that he sees something in her that we don't. Look on the bright side, at least all the beautiful daughters will be left for our sons."
Laughter, and then more serious things.
"By the way, Chow Chi. I wanted to discuss something with you. You see, the reason why I asked for a larger pot than normal was because I was thinking of sailing to the mainland."
"You are going to wha-!?" Chow Chi was mortified. His friend of many years now leaving to the mainland.
"I felt like fishing isn't for me anymore. Almost everyone in this village is a fisherman. At most, twenty families do the other things like pottery or bronzesmithing. You were mentioning that you were short on clay. Even Ka Ying up in Wan Chai was complaining that he had no more copper to smelt into bronze. We need traders, friend. People to go into the mainland and explore."
"Did Siu Pang convince you to do this?"
Momentary silence - and then, a nod. "Yes. He laid out the situation with me, and he does make sense. We need to make contact and expand outside this island. We can only survive for so long with traders making momentary stops here to wherever else they're going."
Chow Chi didn't want his friend to leave. He knew that the order for going out and exploring was sound. He just - well, just didn't want to lose his friend. Stories told by other traders of the glory, or the trials and tribulations came up in his head again. It inspired others to throw their lot with those traders - and they were never seen again.
"I hope you will return, Lei Huat. But at least, let me contribute to your trade mission." Chow Chi walked to the back and grabbed a beautiful white kaolin claypot he had made. The design was exquisite. "I thought of selling this to the traders the next time they came about. But you will certainly get a better price. Please take it."
"Thank you, my friend. I won-" The pot slipped from the fisherman's hands and crashed into the ground. Both men stared at the fragments.
A bad omen.
----------------------------------------------------
OOC: Start me at the southern-most green tip where Hong Kong Island and Shenzhen should be - at the mouth of Xiang River (which isn't on the map strangely)
Hong Kong society should be as I described above. Fishing, bronzeworking, pottery. Not much of a military though. Never had the need for it. At least, not until the trade starts....
Give me a banana yellow colour - simply because I like bananas - or rather, I AM one.
Development Plans
- Essentially start off trading our products with the surrounding area. I would expect this to build up so that Hong Kong will have a large maritime tradition - with a nice navy to boot.
- The seeds of the army should be sown by the guards taking care of the trade missions sent out by the elders.
- Eventually, Hong Kees would want to diversify their food sources and expand out to colonise the mainland, where rice could be harvested.
- With so much trade going on, Hong Kong should have a very innovative people - churning out cool things like triangular sails, ox-drawn ploughs and all that.
Communisto
Condottiere
by my calculations i am in and thats all that matters to me, weeee!
alex994
Hail Divine Emperor!
Wu(around present day suzhou 
)
A nomadic people originally from the North, they had envied the wealth of the civilizations they bordered and sometimes raided. One of the groups, named the Xiong-Nu decided to follow the example of those civilizations and settle down. They went en masse to the Lord of Jinan and asked for permission to settle down in one of their territories. They were told that there were no territory open, but if they were willing they could be given free land where the Yangtze empties into the Great Western Ocean if they fought the barbarians there under the Jinan Flag.
The Xiong-Nu went and did that and established their central city near the entrance of the river into the Ocean and went on expanding the reign of the Jinan Kingdom. Neverless, a rebellion and external wars have brought Jinan down and the Xiong-Nus descendents have reformed into the Kingdom of Wu based at Suzhou.
)A nomadic people originally from the North, they had envied the wealth of the civilizations they bordered and sometimes raided. One of the groups, named the Xiong-Nu decided to follow the example of those civilizations and settle down. They went en masse to the Lord of Jinan and asked for permission to settle down in one of their territories. They were told that there were no territory open, but if they were willing they could be given free land where the Yangtze empties into the Great Western Ocean if they fought the barbarians there under the Jinan Flag.
The Xiong-Nu went and did that and established their central city near the entrance of the river into the Ocean and went on expanding the reign of the Jinan Kingdom. Neverless, a rebellion and external wars have brought Jinan down and the Xiong-Nus descendents have reformed into the Kingdom of Wu based at Suzhou.
North King
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Kalinga: Located about two thirds of the way up the eastern coast of India, Kalinga is a region of a new Dravidian state, who has been rapidly growing in wealth and power ever since its inception. Followers of the Vaishnavism branch of Hinduism, they set the god Vishnu as the primary incarnation of all Hinduism.
Their ships are beginning to strike out into the Bay of Bengal, and already some of the city's are launching raids on the lands far to the east. Meanwhile their warriors fight on the coasts at home, and the region has indeed been united in a bloody war of conquest. Perhaps soon the newly united land might strike north to conquer the Ganges valley, or south to the Deccan...
In any case, it is a land with strong land and seafaring roots, and looks to grow stronger very quickly.
Their ships are beginning to strike out into the Bay of Bengal, and already some of the city's are launching raids on the lands far to the east. Meanwhile their warriors fight on the coasts at home, and the region has indeed been united in a bloody war of conquest. Perhaps soon the newly united land might strike north to conquer the Ganges valley, or south to the Deccan...
In any case, it is a land with strong land and seafaring roots, and looks to grow stronger very quickly.
Drake Rlugia
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Deccania:
The lands were quiet, very quiet. There was no movement in the land. From behind the trees and massive plants, a small village peaked. It wasn't anything fancy; just a few thatched huts and a few domesticated cows. The village seriously reeked of feces, but it was largely ignored by the native peoples.
Yet this village held a man. A man with a dream. He wanted to unite his village, and many more villages. He wanted to be rajan. His ancestored had slayed over this village generations, producing only feeble efforts. This man didn't want to spend his life farming, he wanted to be rajan, even if he didn't know what to do first.
So he took what he knew best: farming. He used his cunning and skill to destory plants of his neighbors, and when it came to harvest, only he had food. He offered all the village this food, if they would became his vessals, with him as rajan. The villagers were reluctant, but gave in. They didn't want to starve.
The village was his, and he was rajan of it. But he wanted - no he needed more to survive. He would have to starve other villages, and offer his food if they joined him. Yes, that was the only suitable way for him to get more. The rajan would become the most feared subject in the land. His name? It was Dinesh.
The lands were quiet, very quiet. There was no movement in the land. From behind the trees and massive plants, a small village peaked. It wasn't anything fancy; just a few thatched huts and a few domesticated cows. The village seriously reeked of feces, but it was largely ignored by the native peoples.
Yet this village held a man. A man with a dream. He wanted to unite his village, and many more villages. He wanted to be rajan. His ancestored had slayed over this village generations, producing only feeble efforts. This man didn't want to spend his life farming, he wanted to be rajan, even if he didn't know what to do first.
So he took what he knew best: farming. He used his cunning and skill to destory plants of his neighbors, and when it came to harvest, only he had food. He offered all the village this food, if they would became his vessals, with him as rajan. The villagers were reluctant, but gave in. They didn't want to starve.
The village was his, and he was rajan of it. But he wanted - no he needed more to survive. He would have to starve other villages, and offer his food if they joined him. Yes, that was the only suitable way for him to get more. The rajan would become the most feared subject in the land. His name? It was Dinesh.
conehead234
Braves on the Warpath
Ur
Between the 2 great rivers of the world lies the citystate of Ur. On the mouth of the rivers, it controls the flow of trade up the river to neighboring citystates. But this economic power has brought jealousy, as rival states desire Ur's economic power. Wars have already broken out among the states as they fight for control of the cradle of Civilization. Ur has been successful in these wars, gaining the southern part of the Riverlands, but to the north looms the state of Bablyon and conflict looms on the horizon.
Between the 2 great rivers of the world lies the citystate of Ur. On the mouth of the rivers, it controls the flow of trade up the river to neighboring citystates. But this economic power has brought jealousy, as rival states desire Ur's economic power. Wars have already broken out among the states as they fight for control of the cradle of Civilization. Ur has been successful in these wars, gaining the southern part of the Riverlands, but to the north looms the state of Bablyon and conflict looms on the horizon.
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