JNES: Time Tells All

JN ES: Time Will Tell

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Times are changing. For thousands of years people have lived the same way: in small communities, mostly organized along familial and ancestral ties, with no great ambition. Across the globe, some people are abandoning this tried-and-true way of life. Men and women of ambition have risen. Society at a large scale is being organized. Trade on a commercial level has replaced domesticity for many people. Those of a common language and culture, though perhaps not common blood, are banding together. Civilization is being born. But just how this civilization will look, and how it will shape the future of humanity, remains uncertain. Only time will tell.

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On the shores of the Pon Sea, Gau Buo casts his line almost directly into the soft rhythmic waves. It’s been three days since the last moon and still Gau had not captured a single fish. It was a good thing his father was adept enough not to rely on his son’s efforts, or else Gau’s family would have a bleak winter to look forward to. Not that Gau was much on self-loathing. He was not yet a man and was not expected to perform as such, but he still could not help but wonder if fishing should, or could, be his future.

Although why shouldn’t it? It was the way of his people, the Ghortha, who had relied on the bounty of the sea for hundreds of years. He was no Malouta from the south. Those who shared the island with the Ghortha had forsaken their fishing heritage, their civilization slowly falling into decay until Chief You Knit had led a band of warriors to overtake them. Now with the full island under the rule of the Ghorthans, all was supposed to change. And yet Gau was still expected to carry on the tradition of his people.

As he sit there in the sand, his pole firmly dug into the grainy earth, Gau thought of the Tesinou, those Ghorthans who took to the waves in Homans (1) not for the mundane activity of fishing, but for travel to distant lands. They usually carried with them tradition Ghorthan shell ornaments or surplus fish and returned with dozens of foreign objects. Gau wondered at the possibility of never casting a line again, of never facing the disappointing look on Father’s face when he returned with only a shade of darker skin to show for his efforts. He contemplated visiting far off lands, meeting people like Hyni city folk or Gernian horse-men. Yes, he could imagine his future aboard a Homan of his own, sailing to lands never before seen by another Ghorthan, and bringing back tales of his ventures.

Alas, though he would have much rather of been awoken from his day dream with a surprising tug of his line, it was his father who had shaken his shoulders that did the deed. “Come, we will fish on the waves. Today I will begin the training you need to become as good of a man as I.” Gau had not spent a day with just Father since he could remember. Perhaps learning to fish wouldn’t be such a bad thing after all.

1. A Homan is the tradition sea vessel used by the Ghothans as well as most people of the Eastern Mediterranean. It is generally large enough to fit five adults with enough room for several dozen pounds of fish.

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The Gorthan People originated from a past migration that brought mainland tribes to the three islands of the Pon Sea hundreds, if not thousands of years ago. As time progressed, the people of the larger island, called Gortha Un, diverged into two tribes. The less numerous Gorthans of the northern and western region congregated along the coast, focusing on fishing and maritime travel/trade with those of the smaller islands and the mainland. The Malouta were the second tribe, inhabiting the mountainous west and rugged south. The Malouta had originally been fishing people as well, but gradually drifted from the coast toward inland valleys where they focused on growing grain, at which they became very successful.

As the Malouta population boomed in the centuries following the inward migration, so did the intensity of their agriculture. Eventually even the volcanic soil of the island became exhausted through unsustainable farming, and, coupled with three consecutive droughts within a decade, led to the collapse of Malouta civilization. It was then that Chief Homie Gee You Knit led a crowd of a few hundred Ghorthans to capture the Maloutan’s dilapidated village of its namesake. In the years since, Chief Homie Gee has built on his successes by encouraging more maritime travel, settling a smaller island to the east called Ghortha In, and establishing routine contacts with the people of the mainland. Of those mainland people, the Hyni have become close friends with the Ghortha. The Ghorthan language, after hundreds of years of isolation, still resembled the Hyni tongue, which made communication and trade much easier. In particular, the Ghorthans are welcomed guests in two major Hyni cities, where the Ghorthan shell trade has led to an economic boom.

In the east, contact has been made with the powerful Kingdom of Rath. Exotic goods like ivory and salt is traded readily for Ghorthan goods, though the distance and danger of such a journey as the one to Rath makes trade and communication rare.

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The nation of Sheol is most unlike the Ghortheans in that its walls rose amongst those of many other civilizations in the area. The Assyrian Empire to the north of Sheol is deeply militaristic. From the city of Nineveh, Assyria has already conquered the twin cities of Abyis and Tonice, both of whose people are very closely related to the Sheol.

As the Assyrians wage war in the north, the Sheol multiply within their city walls and the countryside. Aside from the Assyrians, the Sheol are the most numerous people of the region. A second city is soon founded near the capital of Lof Yfel, though being on the banks of the LaVey river it has access to a variety of villages and cities downstream. In the coming years, the LaVey becomes the most trafficked river in the world as pottery, grain, and protein finds its way south to the city of Heol and beyond to the Kingdom of Amon and its southern neighbor, the Ovarri Kingdom. Though oftentimes the river routes are disrupted by brief wars, the trade and exchange of not only goods, but ideas and culture as well has helped Sheol develop in ways their northern neighbors have not.

Despite the growth of wealth in Lof Yfel and its sister city, Singodia, many Sheol remain anxious. Mesopotamia is becoming an attractive place for migrants, which has made the expansion of the Sheol into uncivilized lands rather difficult. Though Lof Yfel is a bustling center of commerce, without a level of greatness it risks slipping into the annals of mediocrity.

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Among the banks of the Teskin River the Kintash settled. Heralding from a westward migration that lasted centuries, the Kintash people have become the only Krissani-speaking people who have built for themselves a civilization. And one can hardly blame the Kintash for their choice of land on to which they would build the famed city of Locet. Though in some parts overwhelmingly marshy, the Kintash rule over a landscape of incredible fertility. As such, their population doubled in just ten years, and then again in the following five years.

Such rapid growth has indeed attracted the attention of other civilizations on the Teskin River, and even those Hoelian nations of the north. At one point, Kintash was invaded by their northern neighbor who brought with them horse warfare and the wheel, ruling the Kintash from the city of Azareh for nearly thirty years. After the Hoelian rulers had been deposed, the Kintash rose anew, establishing their dominance over the southern delta.

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Like Mesopotamia, the Nile River has proven an attractive location for those ambitious few to found civilization. Annual floods blanket the Nile river basin with rich silt that replenishes the soil and gives birth to modern society. Along these life-giving banks arose two separate civilizations: the Hem and the Egyptians. Though a common pantheon of gods spans the river basin, the two people have been at war with each other since anyone could remember.

Though it wasn’t a decade ago when the Hem were knocking at the gates of Thebes, it appears that the Egyptians have the upper hand now. After capturing the city of Herat on the Red Sea coast, Pharaoh Hotep IV recruiting nearly every man to fight for his army and support the invasion of Hem. Soliciting the help of the Delta city-state of Yentet, the Hem fought bravely at the Siege of Sairet, eventually outlasting the invaders and driving them back across the border.

That is not to say that the problems for Hem are over. The Cult of Seth, the official religion of Egypt, has been growing rapidly among the Hem population, who generally worship as part of the Cult of Isis. Though strict laws have been created that outlaw those who worship Seth, the cult has continued to operate secretly, gaining members as far north as the city-state of Yentet.

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The most powerful empire on the planet, the Empire of Bara Magna, is situated around the Indus River, a thousand miles east of the Kintash. The Posan peoples of the Indus River were united long ago by the Toa Mata, a legend who has since been elevated to the status of a god. And that may be the most peculiar aspect of the Bara Magna: these people worship only one god, Toa Mata, though all other major civilizations are polytheistic.

It is in the name of Toa Mata that the Bara Magna have conquered so many cities and people. The warlike heritage of Toa Mata has lend itself to the aggressive nature of the Bara Magna, who have taken it upon themselves to convert every last soul to the worship of Toa Mata, lest his or her soul forever be the possession of a true believer.

The Bara Magna are not all just sword and arrow. A magnificent organizational trait of the religion has led to the establishment of a bureaucracy that helps manage an empire of thousands. This very same bureaucracy also manages internal commerce and agricultural production to ensure the cities have enough grain and meat. It is the only system of its kind in existence until neighboring kingdoms of Rarran Oma and Gujarat adopt the Bara Magna bureaucracy and religion for their own.

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The Bantu are people who are great adapters. The land in which they live is rich with game and tradition, though hostile and dry. Not suitable for large-scale agriculture away from the banks of the rivers, the Bantu must compete with a myriad of other tribes and peoples for the precious land and water. This constant struggle has shaped most Bantu into strong and resilient people. Though unfortunately it has done the same for all their neighbors.

The Weshi in particular are people who are almost constantly at odds with those Bantu who are lucky enough to farm the banks of the Zambezi River. Overcoming the constant struggle for water and land will be a major task for the Bantu in the future.

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The history of East Asia began with the powerful Empire of Shiang. Shiang brought together many different tribes of the Great River in defense against the migrating northern peoples. Shiang prospered for nearly half a century before the eastern provinces began to become restless. The firs to rebel were the Yi of the city Xinjao. The rebellion was quick yet painful. Thousands were killed from the fighting before the Shiang were forced to withdraw in order to shore up their northern defenses against a Mongol horde.

Xingbao and the Tinao were the others to rebel. During a particularly difficult Mongol attack, the Xingbao took the opportunity to seize control of the Shiang control posts in the region, tossing off the shackles of the Empire and installing the first elected Emperor of the Xingbao-Tinao alliance: Emperor Win Chu Minau.

Since the rebellion, Xingbao has prospered. Trade with the small kingdoms of the northern peninsula has diversified an economy based mostly on rice and wheat. Meanwhile, relations with the Yi have never been better, and the Shiang looked as if they have been mortally ruined by a disastrous war with a Mongol horde.

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Some Notes from the Mod:

Following updates will have more detail and action in them, this one was to just set things up.

Notes on the map: gray colors represent semi-civilized peoples of the same culture/ethnicity/language. All grays are the same, the color was just used to show where one group ends and another begins. Its likely your civilization derived from one of these ethnicities. If it’s not mentioned in the update, be sure to keep this in mind.

My worst fears have been realized – we’ve got many people along in different places. Lets up we get some new blood to take up NPCs or new countries in these regions.

Send in orders. Deadline will be sometime this weekend tbd.

This weekend I’ll be doing a layer of city names for the map as well as geographic names. If they aren’t mentioned in the update, be sure to let me know what you want named and/or if you have suggestions for city names.
 

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Sheol – Abaddon
Oligarchy: Council of Elders
Capital: Lof Yfel
Economy: 6
Revenue: +2 (Medium)
Stability:
Nobility: Medium/Loyal
Peasantry: Medium/Loyal
Legacy:
Army: 3 Infantry Regiments
Quality: 1
Navy: 5 War Galleys
Quality: 1

A cult of personality is to be built about Szandor LaVey the Great. Begin building a ridiculously vast monument to him, sacrifice people on it. It teaches that the people of Sheol are above others, we are the Sheol, all others are merely animals to be used. Conduct raids on surrounding towns and villages, round the people up as slaves. Trade with Assyria, bringing ties between our nation. Look to marry between our two nations. This will fuel a bloody wrath filled campaign against Amon and Ovarii. Gold will pour into the military in Sheol (growth of a new class?). A religious war, driving as far down the river as we can. Gobbling up slaves to drive our infernal demands.
 
Where would you like another country? I'll take NPC or make a new country. Looks good, Mr. King.
 
Where would you like another country? I'll take NPC or make a new country. Looks good, Mr. King.

Your choice. I would prefer you take a place in one of the regions that currently only has one player. That means eastern Mediterranean, southern Africa, China, or (to a lesser extent), India. It doesn't matter to me if you take an NPC or start your own, your choice.
 
Kintash - ZeletDude
Oligarchy: The Council of Three
Capital: Locet
Economy: 6
Revenue: +2 (Medium)
Stability:
Nobility: Medium/Loyal
Peasantry: Weak/Loyal
Legacy:
Army: 3 Infantry Regiments
Quality: 1
Navy:
Quality:
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Buy 2 new War Galleys to be used in the Persian Gulf.
Buy 2 Mounted Regiments
Send the army north to Ovarii and attack them with the army to secure new lands for the Kintash, the army's main goal should be the capital of Ovvarum.
After the army has set out increase the opportunities of farmers and other people to move into these new northern lands secured for the Kintash.
 
Are orders to be posted or to be sent on PM?

Story:

Come near, my children. Let me tell you of the great story of our Emperor and his ancestors, of how they struggled against the rule of the evil Shingai Empire...

Many decades ago, when the father of the father of my father was as young as you are, this land was not ruled by one of our Sage Emperors, but from the city of Sintao, the capital of the Shiang Empire. Now, you already know how the Shiang Empire is constantly warring, if it isn't with the Mongols that live at the north, it is with its own people or with us or with our neighbours, the Yi Empire. However, what you don't know is that, when the Shiang ruled here, there was no one that could face them, for their soldiers would kill anyone that did so, and their emperor was always on the watch for anyone that could stop his evil rule.

However, what he didn't expect was that the Mongols would attack. Many of Shingai's soldiers had to leave in order to stop the Mongols, but still several hundreds of soldiers stayed back, for the emperor rightly feared that we would attempt to free ourselves from his tyrannical iron fist.

He didn't count on the strength of our people, though. Our Emperor's grandfather, Win Chu Minau, was able to gather around himself many a powerful men and women, tribe leaders, all of whom trusted Win Chu Minau to be a good leader for them. The leader of the Tinao, Shi Chi Pan, would be instrumental for it.

And then the day came. In the morning, Win Chu Minau stepped in the middle of the main square of Penkin and spoke aloud about the injustices done by the Shingai Empire on them, and called for everyone to step up and detain the soldiers. Aroused by his words, the people indeed attacked the soldiers, and only those that surrendered their weapons and later joined the revolution would survive the day.

As word spread out, towns would follow Penkin's example, soldiers would change sides, and all of them rallied around Win Chu Minau. It would take several years, but in the end they were able to take control, and the Shingai Emperor had to concede that we weren't anymore his, but we were free from him.

Our neighbours in the Yi Empire would soon do the same, and it took them more or less the same time to force the Shingai Emperor to recognise their freedom. Win Chu Minau suggested them that both of them joined into one nation so that they could face the Shiang together, but the Yi turned down the good offer, feeling that it wasn't in their interest to follow Win Chu Minau. He was sad, as he knew that together they would be stronger than separated, but nonetheless he abided by their wishes and left them on their own, but both nations would still have an alliance based on their struggling together.

It would take the Shingai several years to attack, and it chose to attack us first in vengeance for our victory over him. He sent several ships with thousands of soldiers, and was able to land them near our capital. But, again, he didn't count on the strength of our people. When the soldiers stopped a league from Penkin, many thousands of volunteers came out of the city and faced them. These volunteers had come from the city, angry with the Shingai and their arrogance, and they were willing to die for their city.

A battle was fought between Shingaian soldiers and our people. Many of ours died, for the soldiers were better trained in the art of war, but their sacrifice was soon rewarded, when several troops from our own army, led by our most able general, Ti Cua Non, of the Tinao tribe, attacked the Shingaian from a side and massacred them. Not a Shingaian soldier was able to come out of there alive.

Allied to the Yi, our army would then go through Yi lands and strike directly against the Shingaian lands. Battles were fought, some lost, some won, but in the end victory was ours. Once more, the Shingai Emperor brought death to his own home by attacking us.

The Yi themselves would be attacked fifty years later, when Shi Chu Minau, father of our Emperor, ruled over Xingbao. We aided them, as they had aided us, and together we pushed the Shingai out of Yi lands. And it was just in time for them, because some time after the Mongols attacked again, and Shingai required as many soldiers as possible to fight off the dangerous northern enemy. This time, we didn't invade, as we knew they had learned their lesson, for their attack of us brought again death to their lands.

It's been fifty years since then, ten since Qin Chu Minau started to rule after the Council of Leaders determined he was the most able of all of the sons and daughters of Shi Chu Minau. Our empire is still as strong as it was when it was born. And now, with our Emperor at its helm, we will be able to expand the Empire, and give it the size it deserves!
 
@ JTK: How about you get rid of the entire western hemisphere for the moment? To make sure people don't think about putting their nations there.
 
New Tactical Innovations: The Bantu military strength doesn't come from the actually military force, nor does it come from the way they fight. It comes from the way the various regiments communicate. Drums, horns, and smoke signals are all commonly used ways of communication in battle.
 
The Travels of Hem, Part 1
Ancient scriptures in the library of Sairet tell about a man named Hem, son of Jachem. He and his father were simple farmers, and worshipped the local animals, and prayed to statues of creatures that were common in the area. Hem secretly doubted the power of the statues, but did not dare tell his devout father.

One day, Hem was working the field, as a voice called him from all around him. Hem looked around, frightened as the voice continued to speak to him. "Do not be afraid, Hem. You have been enlightened, you have seen the futility of worshipping animals." Hem has listened to the voice, he took off his shoes and fell to the ground. "What do you need of me, spirit?" He cried. "I have chosen you, Hem." The voice calmed him down.

Hem has listened to the voice, which has told him that this encounter was a warning for the task to come. Hem has continued his life as usual, but did not worship the animals any longer. After seven years of work, his father had passed away, and Hem has been called yet again. "Hem, I have warned and prepared you, but now I must request your help. Go to Dekela (The main town in the area), and present me to the masses." The voice has tasked the man. Hem was still afraid.

"I am afraid! I fear that the people will stone me if I speak of such blasphemy!" Hem complained. "Those that are faithful shall follow you. Those who try to harm you, shall die."

"What about the mayor? They will order my excecution!" Hem continued. "If he shall try, he shall die." The spirit assured him.

"But, what shall I tell them? I do not know your name!" Hem cried to be exempt from this task. "Tell them, that I am Isis. They shall believe you." Isis has spoken, and has hurried the farmer to do his task.

As Isis has told, Hem has traveled Dekela-ways, and as been told, he has gathered the townsmen and women and has told them the message. "People of Dekela! I bring word from the true god! Drop your idols and come with me!" Hem shouted at the crowd. The people were shocked at the man who was brave enough to speak blasphemy in front of the town guards.

The mayor, Iscarmel, has been informed of Hem, and has ordered the man to stop. Hem did not listen to him, and continued his preaching. "And what is your god's name, fool?" Iscarmel taunted Hem. "Isis is her name." Hem replied. "Isis? A made up god that you have invented out of your madness. Guards, arrest him!" Iscarmel has pointed at Hem, and one of the guards hurried to capture the man.

But the moment the guard has touched Hem, a lightning bolt has struck him dead right out of the sky. Hem was as amazed and frightened as the rest of the townspeople, but then continued - "This is what happens to men who go against Isis! Drop your idols and follow me! She will take you to greater fortune!" Hem preached, and the people became more convinced. Some have run to Hem and stood behind him.

"More blasphemers! Kill them all!" Iscarmel screamed - and then there were two clear camps - those who followed Hem, and those have stayed with the mayor. The battle was fierce, Hem's men were outnumbered and had almost no weapons - but were amazed as they were able to defeat the better equipped town guard.

By nightfall, it was over. The guards were killed, and Iscarmel was beheaded. Hem, holding the head of the mayor, has given the rest of the people not on his side one last chance. "Come with me, people of Dekela, there is still hope for you. We shall travel and pray to Isis, for this victory was her doing." And the rest have joined him, seeing the power of the god. The few that remained loyal to their animal statues, have been given no mercy - they have been beheaded in front of the animals, and left to be fed to the crows.


OOC: Do we send orders by PM, or write them here?
 
OOC: Can I have some of them ancient astronauts, please?

Ghortha

Chief Homey Gee You Knit had long since died, though he left a legacy of trade that had lasted. The civilization of Ghortha traded to the west, the land they called "Ibimidim", and a land to the south which they called "Arigi".

With a vast trade system came rather advanced mathematics. This led to further advances such as ship and building design, using mathematics as a foundation. Standardization led to the creation of ships that would replace the Homans, called "Hilkers". These Hilkers were rather large ships that specialized in carrying capacity. Many naval engagements with pirates and the like were settled with boarding actions. The foes of the Hilker soon found that this was not a smart maneuver, because of the larger-than-most marine (Or Kuhmal) detatchment that was supportable on this sort of ship. This advantage was usually taken advantage of.

All in all, the Ghorthans peacefully expanded the influence of their trades, developed their arts, and built up a professional corps of marines that would protect their trade. While the Ghorthan federation seen no serious need to maintain a "navy", it was commonplace for ship owners to take Kuhmal straight from training and give them a wage for their security services.

All this talk of Marines within the Ghortha may seem astonishing. It has been uncovered that a man called Nudo the Cannibal had established a training school for Marines. He had been a warrior in Chief Homey Gee You Knit's great war, when the island (and adjacent island) were unified into a single tribe. He heard of stories after the great war, at his farm where he retired, of the adventures of the Tesinou who were constantly under danger of pirates or barbarian ships. He set out to privateer himself to a wealthy merchant, and fought in many engagements at sea.

When back in Ghortha, he had learned that some ships were not so fortunate to have made it back, and that some people had seen Homans obviously taken from other Ghorthans being used by people other than Ghorthans, he had realized that he could do a serious service to his tribe if he had put together a way to better protect the trade on which it was based.

He spoke to Chief Higly Wigly, who was the second Chief of greater Ghortha. He had the chief's financial support, so that he could get his undertaking off the ground. He was expected to pay the Chief back after his operation had taken off (failure to do so probably would have meant the man's life). He set up the "Grand School of the Kuhmal" Kuhmal being the name of the profession of those who's charge it was to protect a ship.

A merchant looking to hire Kuhmal (the word is plural as well as singular), would be required to pay for the training that the recruit had received at the Grand School of the Kuhmal, and give the recruit a livable wage, and rations.

By the end of the century, there had been several of these schools started, but the Grand School of the Kuhmal remained the most influential. Those who were trained at this school were often tougher individually than the Chief's own men.

Before Chief Homey Gee You Knit, there were several Ghortha and Maloutan tribes all warring amongst one another. Chief Gee You Knit went about unifying these tribes one at a time. No hard feelings were harbored by his tribe to those whom were conquered. Chief Homey Gee You Knit had put persuaded his warriors to dedicate themselves to the war for the just cause of peace, rather than subjugation. After the war, the tribes all started pursuing trade. The people of the tribes of both cultures interbred and soon there was no way to distinguish a Ghortha from a Malout. After all, it was a minor Ghortha tribe that was the last to be taken into Chief Homey Gee You Knit's fold in the great war, not a Maloutan.
 
Unathi ~ God is with us

I king Shaka, promise xolani (peace) to any nation who accepts our rule. If you accept our rule, we will allow you to keep your old traditions. If you accept our rule, we shall promise to allow you to keep your religion and belive as you always have. If you accept our rule we shall bring no harm to any of your civilians and will punish anyone who harms your innocent. If you accept our rule, we shall allow your old government to rule over local affairs unabated. If you accept our rule, we will prevent the taking of ones property with out just cause or compensation.

For this is the only thing we can do and without xolani, we will never have Unathi and are bound to lose.

Gods in Bantu Mythology

The main god is Nosizwe who is the mother goddess of everything and anything that exsists. The moon, the stars, the sun, the trees and rocks, and all living beings on this planet. Everything in the universe is part of Nosizwe and to destroy it without just cause will result in bad karma. It's because of Nosizwe that the reverence for life and the enviroment is great within the Bantu soceity. Nosizwe had three children who she created as her agents.

Dakarai the lion is one of the most important gods. He is the protector of all those who have died serving the Bantu, the martyrs, and those who have died unjust deaths. He is the gatekeeper and the one who determines who is worthy of going to Zola (Paradise) and who does not.

Taonga the giraffe is the goddess of all of life, health and ferility. Taonga is the one who protects children and mothers in child birth, animals, and the enviroment. But she has a more evil side as she is the one who is also most responsibal of natural disasters and death.

Sipho the elephant is the god of civilization, humanity and compassion. This god is most important to those who leaders or people of importance. They often go to the supreme shaman representing Sipho for guidance on how to rule. There is a negative side of Sipho too, which he represents war, hatred, and insanity.
 
Deadline in 1.5 hours! If you don't get around to sending orders this turn, thats okay since it was a bit rushed.

Oh, and please remember that revenue, not economy, is what you have to spend. For those who already sent orders and made the mistake, I'll do my best to fix it for you if you don't have time to send in corrections.
 
Mine are ok yeah?
 
Mine are ok yeah?

:goodjob:

Though you didn't really say where to spend your money. If you don't want to build military units, you could always build some monuments to your (hopeful) war victories and increase your legacy.

Something I'll add to the rules: you can also bank your revenue, which can be thought of as your own royal (or other) treasury.
 
Lets play safe for now, minimal spend on initiation of a monument to our god leader, spend the rest training up some blood thirsty sons of mothers to wage a bloody enslaving, pillaging war! :evil:
 
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