Abaddon
Deity
You seem to have missed my diplo Jason...
http://forums.civfanatics.com/showpost.php?p=10053317&postcount=153
http://forums.civfanatics.com/showpost.php?p=10053317&postcount=153
JNES: Time Tells All
- Thread starter Jason The King
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Terrance888
Discord Reigns
Rondo looked up the Po valley from his tower at Verona. It was like a map of all the lands he owned and know about. Dotting the river banks towards the horizon are similar walled cities, although none of them have Ducarial Palaces anymore. Along the river and from roads leading to the hills at the edge of the valley, wagons laden with goods and taxes flowed to Verona. From there, it headed north for Venice and Hallsatt, South for Estrucia, East for the sea or west to his own pocket, ready to spend on governing his empire. However, the sunlight shined over a thin cap of snow. Far, far to the distance, against the horizon lay the sullen alps, and to the edge of the Po river, a small gap.
A small gap that has proven much trouble for three reasons. One, the celtic city states that still reigned there have refused to allow their troops to pass. Although other predominantly celtic cities lower on the valley joined him to defend it, these hill-born slag at the edge of the valley still look to their 'Freedom.' Two, they still allow traders to go through to a Gorthan enclave at the other end of the Alps. He knew he was imagining it, but he can almost see a parallel trail of wagons heading towards the gap. Finally, they often let their Celtic brethren to pass by while defending their wifes, letting their horde in year in and year out. Not only does he have to worry about assassinating the latest rebellious mayor or wondering if he layer the coercion right at the most recent meeting, but keep a well trained army as well, sometimes a bit too distant for his taste.
He looked over the tax receipt, thankfully his secretary had remembered how to organize it right this time. He then looked back, at the small gap and its inhabitants, and smiled. He has the means to crush them once and for all. He stood up and looked below him at the training mass of troops. The gleam of iron replaced that of the alps. He is the future.
A small gap that has proven much trouble for three reasons. One, the celtic city states that still reigned there have refused to allow their troops to pass. Although other predominantly celtic cities lower on the valley joined him to defend it, these hill-born slag at the edge of the valley still look to their 'Freedom.' Two, they still allow traders to go through to a Gorthan enclave at the other end of the Alps. He knew he was imagining it, but he can almost see a parallel trail of wagons heading towards the gap. Finally, they often let their Celtic brethren to pass by while defending their wifes, letting their horde in year in and year out. Not only does he have to worry about assassinating the latest rebellious mayor or wondering if he layer the coercion right at the most recent meeting, but keep a well trained army as well, sometimes a bit too distant for his taste.
He looked over the tax receipt, thankfully his secretary had remembered how to organize it right this time. He then looked back, at the small gap and its inhabitants, and smiled. He has the means to crush them once and for all. He stood up and looked below him at the training mass of troops. The gleam of iron replaced that of the alps. He is the future.
I was actually going to start a Civil War in 2 turns Jason I think you can read my mind or something. That's perfectly fine!
Tree151
Warlord
To - Sheol
From - Hemite Empire
We will try to make this simple enough. Do not set one foot on Tyrian territory, or the armies of Hem shall destroy Sheol and burn Lof Yfel to the ground. If you really want a small trading nation to be the cause of such a conflict, so be it.
From - Hemite Empire
We will try to make this simple enough. Do not set one foot on Tyrian territory, or the armies of Hem shall destroy Sheol and burn Lof Yfel to the ground. If you really want a small trading nation to be the cause of such a conflict, so be it.
Milarqui
Deity
From: Sue-Yon, heir to the throne of the Empire of Xingbao and potential heir to the throne of the Empire of Yin
To: Sen Wu, potential heir to the throne of the Empire of Yin and my most beloved brother-in-law
I have several proposals:
1. We ask the people of Yin to decide on who they wish to be their king.
2. We defer the decission to a committee of sages made of equal parts from Yin, Xingbao and a third country.
To: Sen Wu, potential heir to the throne of the Empire of Yin and my most beloved brother-in-law
I have several proposals:
1. We ask the people of Yin to decide on who they wish to be their king.
2. We defer the decission to a committee of sages made of equal parts from Yin, Xingbao and a third country.
Abaddon
Deity
@Hermite
From Sheol
Heard of the phrase "logistics" ? My army is on their border, and supplied by one of the finest trading cities in the world. Tyra will be ground to dust before you can even assemble your armies. Come as us, we will be waiting.
From Sheol
Heard of the phrase "logistics" ? My army is on their border, and supplied by one of the finest trading cities in the world. Tyra will be ground to dust before you can even assemble your armies. Come as us, we will be waiting.
Tree151
Warlord
To - Sheol
From - Hemite Empire
Oh well. It seems that you care more about a few gold coins and a fancy port rather than the lives of your people. The armies of Hem shall be their reaper, with Isis' guidance.
From - Hemite Empire
Oh well. It seems that you care more about a few gold coins and a fancy port rather than the lives of your people. The armies of Hem shall be their reaper, with Isis' guidance.
Lord of Elves
Suede-Denim Secret Police
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@Jason The King, that diplo was directed to any and all countries in the Iberian Peninsula that I have contact with.
Abaddon
Deity
To Hemite
From Sheol
Funny, we could say exactly the same to you! Why are you so against my nation gaining access to the sea? Why are you willing to shed the blood of your own sons to defend a nation we were offering union with until you decided to make it your business. Were you a respectful nation, you would not have allowed this irrelevant nation bring us to blows, and refused their snivelling pleas. I am also a bit lost why you trust them, or wish them any thing but death considering how they have treated you in the past.
From Sheol
Funny, we could say exactly the same to you! Why are you so against my nation gaining access to the sea? Why are you willing to shed the blood of your own sons to defend a nation we were offering union with until you decided to make it your business. Were you a respectful nation, you would not have allowed this irrelevant nation bring us to blows, and refused their snivelling pleas. I am also a bit lost why you trust them, or wish them any thing but death considering how they have treated you in the past.
Tree151
Warlord
To - Sheol
From - Hemite Empire
First of all, Tyre is our ally, whether you try to attack them or not. Secondly, they have been our most trusted friends and trading partners since before we even knew about the existence of Sheol. And the emperor would much prefer to have the trading metropolis of Tyre remain, instead of a clearly aggressive kingdom which expands to regions unrelated to it, having a port directly to the Mediterranean.
Send your troops or flee back. Either way you shall not get Tyre.
From - Hemite Empire
First of all, Tyre is our ally, whether you try to attack them or not. Secondly, they have been our most trusted friends and trading partners since before we even knew about the existence of Sheol. And the emperor would much prefer to have the trading metropolis of Tyre remain, instead of a clearly aggressive kingdom which expands to regions unrelated to it, having a port directly to the Mediterranean.
Send your troops or flee back. Either way you shall not get Tyre.
SKILORD
Insurgent
Terok looks over the glowing nightline of Mogidishu from the Consul’s pedestal. We have come a long ways from the glorious revolution, he thinks, but not in the worst way.
Order. Terok had campaigned, voter by voter in Mogidishu for the consulate. When they asked him why he wanted the job so badly the answer was simple, order. The Revolution had dismissed all the old forms of order based on heredity and money, but what it had left in their place was simple military authority, based around the army.
If Terok had any say, and these days he did, that was a good start, but hardly enough.
His brother Amaru stands in front of the pedestal, alone, asking “Why have you called me here tonight?”
Terok smiles and gives a covert glance in all directions before proceeding, “are you familiar with the Cult of the Revolution?”
“You did not bring me out here in the dead of night to discuss conspiracies and myths did you?”
Terok laughs, “Consul Hallie was a member, it had existed for a hundred years before him and before our glorious revolt.”
“These are all the legends, of course, but there’s no proof that anyone in that order is still around if they ever existed at all.”
“It is a secretive sect,” Terok admits, “But when you are Consul you learn things.”
“Such as?”
Terok hands his brother a thick, leather bound tome. Amaru flips to a middle page, well past the beginning, where the clearly recognizable script of Consul Hallie, the revered founder of Rastafaristan describes the beginning of the revolution, how all of the techniques he had used were handed down to him in this book.
Amaru’s jaw drops, “why are you showing me this?”
“Because it cannot be kept in the shadows any longer.”
“What?”
“We need a balance for the Warlords, the Generals have run this land since Andre was a Deputy Consul. But we will bring order to these lands my brother.”
“How?”
“You will be elected as High Priest of the Cult of Revolution, and we will forbid anyone who practices a different religion to join the Government. We will also create a higher body.”
“What?”
“A small council, to lead the people.”
“But you lead the people, Consul.”
“No, I do not, the Generals and Warlords do, but we will change that.”
-
The new Constitution, as Rastafaristan expands and develops will look like this:
1. The population of Mogidishu will elect the High Priest, who will administer the state religion this position is for life and disqualifies its holder from any other official military or civic position.
2. The State religion, the Cult of the Revolution, will be placed in charge of educating the youth (w/ emphasis on literacy, millitary tactics, and Rastafari history) and providing bread and pro-regime propaganda to the poor.
3. In order to secure said bread the Army will build irrigation ditches from Freedom River (Shabaelle river IRL) to all of the farms surrounding Mogidishu to protect against drought and increase crop load, in return the farmers will then provide ten percent of the crop to the Cult.
4. The Consul will move more to a position of law enforcement, and will be granted the authority to name as many deputies to assist him as needed, although no more than half may come from the military.
5. The Consul will be elected by popular vote throughout Rastafaristan every ten years.
6. Two representatives will be elected by popular vote to be sent to the High Council every five years.
7. The High Priest will be the head of the High Council and will break ties.
8. The Warlords will send two representatives to the High Council, they may change these representatives at any time, but they are subject to veto by the Consul.
9. Anything determined by the High Council must be ratified by popular vote.
-
Other orders: If there is any money left over after the irrigation ditches are built then add more land troops to build more ditches. As far as we can irrigate we should raise the flag of the glorious revolution.
Order. Terok had campaigned, voter by voter in Mogidishu for the consulate. When they asked him why he wanted the job so badly the answer was simple, order. The Revolution had dismissed all the old forms of order based on heredity and money, but what it had left in their place was simple military authority, based around the army.
If Terok had any say, and these days he did, that was a good start, but hardly enough.
His brother Amaru stands in front of the pedestal, alone, asking “Why have you called me here tonight?”
Terok smiles and gives a covert glance in all directions before proceeding, “are you familiar with the Cult of the Revolution?”
“You did not bring me out here in the dead of night to discuss conspiracies and myths did you?”
Terok laughs, “Consul Hallie was a member, it had existed for a hundred years before him and before our glorious revolt.”
“These are all the legends, of course, but there’s no proof that anyone in that order is still around if they ever existed at all.”
“It is a secretive sect,” Terok admits, “But when you are Consul you learn things.”
“Such as?”
Terok hands his brother a thick, leather bound tome. Amaru flips to a middle page, well past the beginning, where the clearly recognizable script of Consul Hallie, the revered founder of Rastafaristan describes the beginning of the revolution, how all of the techniques he had used were handed down to him in this book.
Amaru’s jaw drops, “why are you showing me this?”
“Because it cannot be kept in the shadows any longer.”
“What?”
“We need a balance for the Warlords, the Generals have run this land since Andre was a Deputy Consul. But we will bring order to these lands my brother.”
“How?”
“You will be elected as High Priest of the Cult of Revolution, and we will forbid anyone who practices a different religion to join the Government. We will also create a higher body.”
“What?”
“A small council, to lead the people.”
“But you lead the people, Consul.”
“No, I do not, the Generals and Warlords do, but we will change that.”
-
The new Constitution, as Rastafaristan expands and develops will look like this:
1. The population of Mogidishu will elect the High Priest, who will administer the state religion this position is for life and disqualifies its holder from any other official military or civic position.
2. The State religion, the Cult of the Revolution, will be placed in charge of educating the youth (w/ emphasis on literacy, millitary tactics, and Rastafari history) and providing bread and pro-regime propaganda to the poor.
3. In order to secure said bread the Army will build irrigation ditches from Freedom River (Shabaelle river IRL) to all of the farms surrounding Mogidishu to protect against drought and increase crop load, in return the farmers will then provide ten percent of the crop to the Cult.
4. The Consul will move more to a position of law enforcement, and will be granted the authority to name as many deputies to assist him as needed, although no more than half may come from the military.
5. The Consul will be elected by popular vote throughout Rastafaristan every ten years.
6. Two representatives will be elected by popular vote to be sent to the High Council every five years.
7. The High Priest will be the head of the High Council and will break ties.
8. The Warlords will send two representatives to the High Council, they may change these representatives at any time, but they are subject to veto by the Consul.
9. Anything determined by the High Council must be ratified by popular vote.
-
Other orders: If there is any money left over after the irrigation ditches are built then add more land troops to build more ditches. As far as we can irrigate we should raise the flag of the glorious revolution.
Jason The King
Deity
Hey guys, I'm back home. I'll be spending tomorrow mostly catching up on work, but I should be able to completely update the map by nighttime.
I've updated the deadline, too.
I've updated the deadline, too.
Milarqui
Deity
Without a map, it will be very difficult to actually make decisions.
Abaddon
Deity
I am going to go awol between today and the 4th.. please NPC me appropriatly..
ChiefDesigner
Sunset Emperor
- Joined
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- 761
Would love to get orders in, but need stats to do so...
Jason The King
Deity
Do what you guys can do without stats and map. So you have additional time, I'll extend the deadline until Sunday, since I haven't finished the map or fixed the stats error yet. I won't be able to get to it until tomorrow probably, given its 4:47 on new years eve and im already buzzed.
SKILORD
Insurgent
An advisory council of merchants will be chosen through their various guilds and will be granted the right to petition the High Council on matters relevant to their trades. The new Consul, High Priest and Senators have no desire to diminish Mogidishu's importance as a trade hub.
Abaddon
Deity
still not replied to my diplo Jason....
Jason The King
Deity
Tyre is not joining you.
Ovarri princess will wed your son, but the princess is only one of thirty children.
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