Erik Mesoy
Core Tester / Intern
OOC: Trade route this turn, if at all possible. The earlier we get it started, the faster we can reap the benefits.
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Okay will do, Its just that openning warp gates costs me economy so I won't really be able to do much else this turn.
Erik Mesoy
Core Tester / Intern
[OOC]
@Lord_Iggy:
I got "Story Bonus" increases to loyalty twice (posts #195 and #364). I could have sworn I gave orders to increase loyalty at least once - did you miscalculate it to "Admiring", or am I misremembering what orders I sent earlier?
*double-checks first page*
Hmmm... since I joined, there have been updates in post 183, 283 and 364. That means I've had 9 spending points and 3 bonuses to use. Subtracting base stats from my current stats indicates that I've increased 4 pts econ, 1pt edu, 2pts loyalty, 1pt mages, and 3pts on Logrus Vat. That's only 11.
Did I miss something?
P.S. The ruler of my nation can now be changed to "The Chaos Throne"/Erik Mesoy.
[/OOC]
@Lord_Iggy:
I got "Story Bonus" increases to loyalty twice (posts #195 and #364). I could have sworn I gave orders to increase loyalty at least once - did you miscalculate it to "Admiring", or am I misremembering what orders I sent earlier?
*double-checks first page*
Hmmm... since I joined, there have been updates in post 183, 283 and 364. That means I've had 9 spending points and 3 bonuses to use. Subtracting base stats from my current stats indicates that I've increased 4 pts econ, 1pt edu, 2pts loyalty, 1pt mages, and 3pts on Logrus Vat. That's only 11.
Did I miss something?
P.S. The ruler of my nation can now be changed to "The Chaos Throne"/Erik Mesoy.
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Seemithoor's Folly part 3
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"So old master, whats to be done with me?"
"My poor boy; nothing we could do to you could be worse than what you have done to yourself - if you eat a beehive you should expect to be stung"
"I thought...they were naught but rumours; to scare apprentices and the like. And that which I saw beyond...it was worth any price"
"Was it worth more than your sanity? your life? Your soul? For those are the things they will take from you, one by one"
Seemithoor blanched at Koormis's words. "How long?" he whispered.
"they are said to dwell deep in the past in their dread castle beyond the realms of reason." Koormis voice changed as if reciting something heard or read long ago.
"They are lean and athirst, all the evil of the universe is concentrated in their lean, hungry bodies. Or had they bodies? I saw them only a moment; I cannot be certain. You know who said that Seemithoor?"
"No sir"
"Aye a pity you do not, those were the last words of Belknapoor the Healer, back in old Hyperborea, before the coming of the ice to our ancient home. Belknapoor had be called out to a young weaver of power who had gone astray on an astral journey, and fallen into a deep and troubled sleep. Belknapoor spent the entire night sitting next to the boy; trying to rouse him, but when the other healers returned in the morning, the boys body was gone and Belknapoor sanity with him. Those words where the only ones he would speak for the two months till his own disappeared, when the manacles that held him as he slept - he was prone to hurting himself, you see, were rent in two by something of impossible strength"
"How long!"
"I'm sorry lad, I do not know - it could be tonight, or it could be a month hence. All I know is that they will come."
Seemithoor sat, and seemed to shrink in on himself. "And there is -"
"Nothing, yes. In all the years of trying, nothing"
"oh"
"Now come lad, I hear my foolish servant returning, he will fix you a filling breakfast, and then we shall go see the Lord in Green"
Seemithoors head shot up, terrified, and stared at Koormis.
"Lad, don't look at me like that - there is naught left he can do you anyway!" Koormis gave laugh that was the slenderest of margins away from weeping.
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For the seat of the highest power in Hyperborea, the Lord in Greens palace was an unassuming one, seven of the squat towers that made the fundamental building block of Hyperborea architecture back when the cold was a problem, arranged in a circle around a great hall and connected by long and low buildings. Rather than entering via the great door carved with Scenes from old Hyperborea, Koormis led them round to a smaller side door, frequented by priests and other seekers of knowledge. The old man was supported by his servant who had been introduced to Seemithoor as Nagoor, and the journey here had been slow. Seemithoor had barely noticed, lost in his own thoughts.
Seemithoor and Nagoor waited in a stark antechamber, much like someone awaiting trial - in fact, Seemithoor mused, he was awaited trial. His old teacher was inside, arguing his case, but if he failed the Seemithoor would be executed on the morrow - not out of censure, but merely to protect the city from what his curse would draw.
After what seemed like an eternity, the door to the audience chamber opened, and Koormis beckoned him inside. Beyond the threshold, a largish room waited, with a long table separating Seemithoor form his judges. The Lord in Green sat, resplendent as always in his iridescent robes and mask, he was flanked by two high ranking priests in white and black, their formal masks preventing Seemithoor from detecting any expression.
The senior priest on the right stood and spoke. "Seemithoor, it has been brought to our attention that you, in defiance of all that has be taught to you from the first day of your apprenticeship, have brought the curse of Tindalos down upon yourself, perhaps down upon us all! How do you respond?
"I am guilty of the charge great one"
"Very well, do you surrender all your future to the will of this court? Doing all that in instructs you to do in every particular, no matter what task or punishment we lay upon you?"
"I do"
"Very well then" This time it was the Lord in Green that spoke, and his authority in his voice chilled Seemithoor still further. "Since it was your plan Koormis, perhaps you could explain it."
Koormis smiled warmly at his old student. "In all the many encounters with the ...beasts, none upon whom their curse had been laid survived. However those who have been pursued have been able to escape for a time by staying away from places were they manifest"
Seemithoor brightened and these words of hope, only to wilt again and Koormis's sad smile.
"Don't get your hopes up lad, this has only been a slight mitigation, they all still died in the end. As I was saying - they seem to appear only in the corners of rooms and terrain, squeezing through the angles of reality as one scholar put it. We will construct a completely curving room for you way from the city, and hopefully you and the people will be safe for a time."
"And while you are there Seemithoor" The lord in Green interjected into the flow of Koormis words like a bell tolling "I have a task of the utmost importance for you, Something I would only assign to someone in your...position"
Koormis frowned at this, but Seemithoor knew he had to obey - there may be a fate worse than death awaiting him, but he had to atone for endangering those around him.
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"So old master, whats to be done with me?"
"My poor boy; nothing we could do to you could be worse than what you have done to yourself - if you eat a beehive you should expect to be stung"
"I thought...they were naught but rumours; to scare apprentices and the like. And that which I saw beyond...it was worth any price"
"Was it worth more than your sanity? your life? Your soul? For those are the things they will take from you, one by one"
Seemithoor blanched at Koormis's words. "How long?" he whispered.
"they are said to dwell deep in the past in their dread castle beyond the realms of reason." Koormis voice changed as if reciting something heard or read long ago.
"They are lean and athirst, all the evil of the universe is concentrated in their lean, hungry bodies. Or had they bodies? I saw them only a moment; I cannot be certain. You know who said that Seemithoor?"
"No sir"
"Aye a pity you do not, those were the last words of Belknapoor the Healer, back in old Hyperborea, before the coming of the ice to our ancient home. Belknapoor had be called out to a young weaver of power who had gone astray on an astral journey, and fallen into a deep and troubled sleep. Belknapoor spent the entire night sitting next to the boy; trying to rouse him, but when the other healers returned in the morning, the boys body was gone and Belknapoor sanity with him. Those words where the only ones he would speak for the two months till his own disappeared, when the manacles that held him as he slept - he was prone to hurting himself, you see, were rent in two by something of impossible strength"
"How long!"
"I'm sorry lad, I do not know - it could be tonight, or it could be a month hence. All I know is that they will come."
Seemithoor sat, and seemed to shrink in on himself. "And there is -"
"Nothing, yes. In all the years of trying, nothing"
"oh"
"Now come lad, I hear my foolish servant returning, he will fix you a filling breakfast, and then we shall go see the Lord in Green"
Seemithoors head shot up, terrified, and stared at Koormis.
"Lad, don't look at me like that - there is naught left he can do you anyway!" Koormis gave laugh that was the slenderest of margins away from weeping.
___________________________
For the seat of the highest power in Hyperborea, the Lord in Greens palace was an unassuming one, seven of the squat towers that made the fundamental building block of Hyperborea architecture back when the cold was a problem, arranged in a circle around a great hall and connected by long and low buildings. Rather than entering via the great door carved with Scenes from old Hyperborea, Koormis led them round to a smaller side door, frequented by priests and other seekers of knowledge. The old man was supported by his servant who had been introduced to Seemithoor as Nagoor, and the journey here had been slow. Seemithoor had barely noticed, lost in his own thoughts.
Seemithoor and Nagoor waited in a stark antechamber, much like someone awaiting trial - in fact, Seemithoor mused, he was awaited trial. His old teacher was inside, arguing his case, but if he failed the Seemithoor would be executed on the morrow - not out of censure, but merely to protect the city from what his curse would draw.
After what seemed like an eternity, the door to the audience chamber opened, and Koormis beckoned him inside. Beyond the threshold, a largish room waited, with a long table separating Seemithoor form his judges. The Lord in Green sat, resplendent as always in his iridescent robes and mask, he was flanked by two high ranking priests in white and black, their formal masks preventing Seemithoor from detecting any expression.
The senior priest on the right stood and spoke. "Seemithoor, it has been brought to our attention that you, in defiance of all that has be taught to you from the first day of your apprenticeship, have brought the curse of Tindalos down upon yourself, perhaps down upon us all! How do you respond?
"I am guilty of the charge great one"
"Very well, do you surrender all your future to the will of this court? Doing all that in instructs you to do in every particular, no matter what task or punishment we lay upon you?"
"I do"
"Very well then" This time it was the Lord in Green that spoke, and his authority in his voice chilled Seemithoor still further. "Since it was your plan Koormis, perhaps you could explain it."
Koormis smiled warmly at his old student. "In all the many encounters with the ...beasts, none upon whom their curse had been laid survived. However those who have been pursued have been able to escape for a time by staying away from places were they manifest"
Seemithoor brightened and these words of hope, only to wilt again and Koormis's sad smile.
"Don't get your hopes up lad, this has only been a slight mitigation, they all still died in the end. As I was saying - they seem to appear only in the corners of rooms and terrain, squeezing through the angles of reality as one scholar put it. We will construct a completely curving room for you way from the city, and hopefully you and the people will be safe for a time."
"And while you are there Seemithoor" The lord in Green interjected into the flow of Koormis words like a bell tolling "I have a task of the utmost importance for you, Something I would only assign to someone in your...position"
Koormis frowned at this, but Seemithoor knew he had to obey - there may be a fate worse than death awaiting him, but he had to atone for endangering those around him.
Israelite9191
You should be reading
"Siokota's Cafe" written by the royal poet of His Majesty Menelik after witnessing for the first time life in the market of Adulis (one of Abyssinia's ports on the Red Sea) -
Out of darkened mountains come
Traders of the finest kind
Bearing goods of farmer's hardest work
In exchange for foreign trinkets
From rose colored seas upon morning's first light
Many ships come sailing in
Laden with the incense of the Arabian sands
Coming in exchange for the farmer's goods
Under hot sun the markets buzz
Like bees the people make their way
First to Omubedi for the best millet
Then to Sumagadi for the best ivory
Stop for a bite at Odonumabengi's
Before making the way to Abdula for incense
Finish the day at Siokota's Cafe
Sipping away at the fragrant brew
Watch as the sun's last light falls below
The mountainous higlands to the west
Stars shine out on the sea
As the moon takes first appearance
Many who had come from other lands
Tribes who know not the life of the cities
Where now sitting at the tables at Siokota's
Sipping coffee like an Aksumite
Watching the steam rise through the air
Watching as the merchants pack up for the night
On the morrow' they will be back
Tents will rise among the palm trees
More of the tribesmen will decide to stay
And sit in Siokota's all day
Watching new arrivals learn
That Adulis is more
Than an oasis between sea and mountain
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Population boom of some sort please
Out of darkened mountains come
Traders of the finest kind
Bearing goods of farmer's hardest work
In exchange for foreign trinkets
From rose colored seas upon morning's first light
Many ships come sailing in
Laden with the incense of the Arabian sands
Coming in exchange for the farmer's goods
Under hot sun the markets buzz
Like bees the people make their way
First to Omubedi for the best millet
Then to Sumagadi for the best ivory
Stop for a bite at Odonumabengi's
Before making the way to Abdula for incense
Finish the day at Siokota's Cafe
Sipping away at the fragrant brew
Watch as the sun's last light falls below
The mountainous higlands to the west
Stars shine out on the sea
As the moon takes first appearance
Many who had come from other lands
Tribes who know not the life of the cities
Where now sitting at the tables at Siokota's
Sipping coffee like an Aksumite
Watching the steam rise through the air
Watching as the merchants pack up for the night
On the morrow' they will be back
Tents will rise among the palm trees
More of the tribesmen will decide to stay
And sit in Siokota's all day
Watching new arrivals learn
That Adulis is more
Than an oasis between sea and mountain
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Population boom of some sort please
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Soooo...when's the next update? 
I'm back! Next update will be on Saturday. Now for some diplomacy:
To: Gorin
From: Atlantica
Dreadmire is a thing more ancient than Atlantis or even ancient Ur. Our wise-men believe that it was one of the places where magic first entered the world. It will not tolerate human patrols, and is angered by offers of assistance. It will occasionally serve as an Oracle, but other than that it shuns human contact.
To: Gorin
From: Atlantica
Dreadmire is a thing more ancient than Atlantis or even ancient Ur. Our wise-men believe that it was one of the places where magic first entered the world. It will not tolerate human patrols, and is angered by offers of assistance. It will occasionally serve as an Oracle, but other than that it shuns human contact.
Kozmos
Jew Detective
I seem to have some free time,might try to send orders early this time.
Erik Mesoy said:
The time you increased loyalty, all it did was cancel out the lack of loyalty you get from expanding too fast.
And everyone, PLEASE send orders by PM. It makes things sooo much easier for me. And remember, happy Iggy=friendly update.
If I haven't mentioned it before, NPC stats are updated now.
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Speaking of NPCs - are we going to get any over in the Americas? (Not the Quebec tribes though 
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Thanatos
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To: Balaeria
From: Karthage
Why did you not send us [1 econ point] as reperations like the peace treaty YOU agreed to asked? Nonetheless in our extreme graciousness if you send it to us [this next turn] we will overlook your mistake.
To: Ur
From: Karthage
Greetings! The renown of your country has spread far and wide. Would you like to sign a NAP? Also, if you wish, we would be honoured if you would trade with us.
From: Karthage
Why did you not send us [1 econ point] as reperations like the peace treaty YOU agreed to asked? Nonetheless in our extreme graciousness if you send it to us [this next turn] we will overlook your mistake.
Peace Treaty said:
To: Ur
From: Karthage
Greetings! The renown of your country has spread far and wide. Would you like to sign a NAP? Also, if you wish, we would be honoured if you would trade with us.
To: Karthage
From: Balaeria
What? We sent you one economy point last turn, and spent 2 others on our trade route.
To: Karthage
From: Ur
Greetings, friends from the west. You will be reassured in hearing that your NAP offer has been accepted. And a trade route would be welcome too.
From: Balaeria
What? We sent you one economy point last turn, and spent 2 others on our trade route.
To: Karthage
From: Ur
Greetings, friends from the west. You will be reassured in hearing that your NAP offer has been accepted. And a trade route would be welcome too.
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Thanatos
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To: Balaeria
From: Karthage
Then how do you explain this?
Kind of funny how you only have three econ points, send one to me, spend two others on trade route yet still have one left over to increase your economy (that equals four econ points for you slow out there).
OOC (Well this entire post is kind of OOC but this part even more so): Plus if they sent the 1 econ point I would have 400 infantry now, not 300 since I had 300 infantry last turn and wanted to use the econ point to buy another 100.
To: Ur
From: Karthage
Very well then, we will establish a trade route at once!
From: Karthage
Then how do you explain this?
Kind of funny how you only have three econ points, send one to me, spend two others on trade route yet still have one left over to increase your economy (that equals four econ points for you slow out there).
OOC (Well this entire post is kind of OOC but this part even more so): Plus if they sent the 1 econ point I would have 400 infantry now, not 300 since I had 300 infantry last turn and wanted to use the econ point to buy another 100.
To: Ur
From: Karthage
Very well then, we will establish a trade route at once!
Gladinia
Well, who else
And Expand. A lot.
dragon13
Chieftain
Well i am new, so can you build workers or do roads and such just build themselves?
dragon13
Chieftain
Man I need 50 posts...
dragon13
Chieftain
Gonna go read a story
