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Okay, update's in a little over 12 hours. I still need orders from:
Abyssinia
Dur Khaz
Gorin
Helvetia
Hyperborea
Sudafrika
Tripolye
I don't like updating with that many orders missing, but I'll do it if I must! So get your act together pronto, or suffer the consequences!
Abyssinia
Dur Khaz
Gorin
Helvetia
Hyperborea
Sudafrika
Tripolye
I don't like updating with that many orders missing, but I'll do it if I must! So get your act together pronto, or suffer the consequences!
Erik Mesoy
Core Tester / Intern
We already know what Disenfrancised is doing, and he said he was sending orders.Lord_Iggy said:Okay, update's in a little over 12 hours. I still need orders from:
<snip>Hyperborea</snip>
I don't like updating with that many orders missing, but I'll do it if I must! So get your act together pronto, or suffer the consequences!
If he doesn't send orders, I'll ask for the following to be accepted as "contingency orders" for Hyperborea:
Increase Navy
Send the Hyperborean-Elgovian expedition to Valusia (Europe) (1 economy point)
Increase Economy
Train more Horrors
Expand
Disenfrancised
Beep Beep
Thanks Erik but I'm here in time to write my own orders
Writing now...
Done!
Writing now...
Done!
The Strategos
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Admago scuffled his feet against the polished floor. On the walls surrounding him was a mosaic, made from shards of colored pieces of stone depicting Baal taming the first leviathan. Red rubies flashed as Baals eyes. Golden ore was carefully shaped into the thunderbolt he negligently carried in one hand. His munificent robe was made of purple amethyst, clothing him in the purple of royalty. Sapphires made up the swirling ocean around Baal, its whitecaps represented by diamonds. The leviathan was crafted out of greenish-blue colored gems. Its head was stretched backwards, its mouth opened wide, revealing rows of glittering teeth made from diamonds. The entire thing was smoothed down, glittering from countless polishing, causing the entire thing to sparkle with life. Stepping closer, he examined the mosaic with eyes used to evaluating foreign goods. He grunted and nodded to himself. His suspicions were well-founded. The mosaic could easily cost as much as he, a fairly well of merchant, could make in several profitable years.
It is beautiful, is it not? A voice wafted from behind him. Turning around Admago saw an elderly man walk up from behind him. As he came in, he was accompanied by a jingle of music, as the small golden bells that were attached to the bottom of his robe were disturbed by his movements. He was completely bald, having even his eyebrows shaved. His skin was yellowed and wrinkled, like aged parchment left out to long in the sun. He wore a simple white linen robe, the only decorations the golden bells. He was shorter than Admago, made even shorter by the weight of his years and the burden of his position. At his approach, Admago bowed in respect, kissing the hem of the priests garments before receiving permission to rise again.
Yes, truly Karthage is a crown of the world, and the Temple of Baal the brightest jewel on the crown.
The priest smiled and the remark. Yes, Karthages merchants have been very generous to Baal who protects and sustains them. But you, I think, have brought to us something as valuable as these. The priest swept his hand outward, encompassing the surrounding riches of the temple with almost a contemptuous flick of his hand. The elderly priest gently lowered himself on a chair, motioning Admago to do likewise. When he was settled, he let out a small sigh, momentarily closing his eyes. Admago folded his hands across his knees, waiting patiently for the priest to continue.
These gaudy bubbles, they serve their purpose well. The ignorant come in here and are impressed with the majesty of Baal who commands such wealth. Foreigners come in and are impressed with the majesty of Karthage who returns to Baal such wealth as he has given them. But we, you and me and other like us, we know the true treasure this temple keeps, those things which are more priceless by far than these glittering trinkets.
Admago nodded his head. The maps.
Aye, the maps, the records of every successful journey any Karthaginian vessel has embarked upon. A meticulous record of every wind, current, land mass, peoples, and stars from here to the ends of the known world, faithfully recorded by men whose survival depended on their accuracy. With these maps, our men have become the greatest sailors in the world, roving with impunity far and wide, bringing the wealth of the world back here, to Karthage. Where others fear to tread, there you will find a Karthaginian merchant, selling his wares. And all because of our maps, which weve guarded from outsiders like an old man with jealous eyes watching his beautiful young bride. Now we are after something just as valuable, perhaps more so. The father our vessels go, the more they push the boundaries of the unknown, the more we hear tales of strange things, things we have neither seen nor heard of before.
The priest sat back in his chair, momentarily closing his eyes. Purple veins pulsated in a web across his translucent white face. A small bead of sweat ran down the side of his face, tracing a path among the wrinkles to the ground. There is much to learn outside these walls, much to hear and much to see. We are old men who run the temple. The priest waved off the beginnings of Admagos protest. Yes we are old. Perhaps not temporally, as man reckons old, but spiritually old. The priest thumped his chest. In here we are old, weighted down by the responsibilities we hold. But we cant use that as an excuse. Even old and feeble as we are, we are bound to serve the people of Karthage and serve Baal. We need you to go, send out merchants and bring back here everything you can, scrolls, the tales you hear, samples of the wonders you see, everything. The wealth of Baal is at your disposal in this matter.
Admago bowed his head. To hear is to obey.
The priest chuckled. Yes, yes, anytime a merchant sees the possibility of profit they fall over themselves to obey. Well, you go after your profit, and Ill ensure that your profit is Karthages gain.
It is beautiful, is it not? A voice wafted from behind him. Turning around Admago saw an elderly man walk up from behind him. As he came in, he was accompanied by a jingle of music, as the small golden bells that were attached to the bottom of his robe were disturbed by his movements. He was completely bald, having even his eyebrows shaved. His skin was yellowed and wrinkled, like aged parchment left out to long in the sun. He wore a simple white linen robe, the only decorations the golden bells. He was shorter than Admago, made even shorter by the weight of his years and the burden of his position. At his approach, Admago bowed in respect, kissing the hem of the priests garments before receiving permission to rise again.
Yes, truly Karthage is a crown of the world, and the Temple of Baal the brightest jewel on the crown.
The priest smiled and the remark. Yes, Karthages merchants have been very generous to Baal who protects and sustains them. But you, I think, have brought to us something as valuable as these. The priest swept his hand outward, encompassing the surrounding riches of the temple with almost a contemptuous flick of his hand. The elderly priest gently lowered himself on a chair, motioning Admago to do likewise. When he was settled, he let out a small sigh, momentarily closing his eyes. Admago folded his hands across his knees, waiting patiently for the priest to continue.
These gaudy bubbles, they serve their purpose well. The ignorant come in here and are impressed with the majesty of Baal who commands such wealth. Foreigners come in and are impressed with the majesty of Karthage who returns to Baal such wealth as he has given them. But we, you and me and other like us, we know the true treasure this temple keeps, those things which are more priceless by far than these glittering trinkets.
Admago nodded his head. The maps.
Aye, the maps, the records of every successful journey any Karthaginian vessel has embarked upon. A meticulous record of every wind, current, land mass, peoples, and stars from here to the ends of the known world, faithfully recorded by men whose survival depended on their accuracy. With these maps, our men have become the greatest sailors in the world, roving with impunity far and wide, bringing the wealth of the world back here, to Karthage. Where others fear to tread, there you will find a Karthaginian merchant, selling his wares. And all because of our maps, which weve guarded from outsiders like an old man with jealous eyes watching his beautiful young bride. Now we are after something just as valuable, perhaps more so. The father our vessels go, the more they push the boundaries of the unknown, the more we hear tales of strange things, things we have neither seen nor heard of before.
The priest sat back in his chair, momentarily closing his eyes. Purple veins pulsated in a web across his translucent white face. A small bead of sweat ran down the side of his face, tracing a path among the wrinkles to the ground. There is much to learn outside these walls, much to hear and much to see. We are old men who run the temple. The priest waved off the beginnings of Admagos protest. Yes we are old. Perhaps not temporally, as man reckons old, but spiritually old. The priest thumped his chest. In here we are old, weighted down by the responsibilities we hold. But we cant use that as an excuse. Even old and feeble as we are, we are bound to serve the people of Karthage and serve Baal. We need you to go, send out merchants and bring back here everything you can, scrolls, the tales you hear, samples of the wonders you see, everything. The wealth of Baal is at your disposal in this matter.
Admago bowed his head. To hear is to obey.
The priest chuckled. Yes, yes, anytime a merchant sees the possibility of profit they fall over themselves to obey. Well, you go after your profit, and Ill ensure that your profit is Karthages gain.
Starting update. Should be done in a few hours. If you send in your orders in the next hour, YOU WILL BE SAVED FROM TEMPORARY NPC!!!
Not a pleasant thing. It's what's happening to Dur Khaz. It's continuing, and getting worse.
Not a pleasant thing. It's what's happening to Dur Khaz. It's continuing, and getting worse.
Disenfrancised
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The Account of Ulyssion, Commander of the Valusian Expedition
Part two
Day 37
Today has been most interesting the Elgovian command and the vanguard of the Avalonic ships both arrived; I feared our preparations for the feast would be insufficient!
The Elgovians arrived early in the morning two more ships, more seaworthy and tested than the others. Their leader, a man named Teddze, is allegedly acclaimed as one of the most skilled mages in Dashiv indeed his arrival was quite spectacular as he caused the wave crests around his galley to twist and turn in a most fantastic pattern before it collapsed into a random froth of wavelets. It did delay the docking quite considerably however, but you know the old saying about Elgovians making an entrance, and the children of Ea-Yhoundeh were greatly impressed. I greeted him on the docks and he struck me as a most intelligent man, if a bit flighty, his vibrant robes of red and green swirling around him. Despite years of observation I have never been able to tell the rank of Elgovian mages from their dress, even though they tell me it is as plain as day, perhaps my mind is overly set in its ways.
We greeted each other on the behalfs of the Suzerainty and the Chaos Throne respectively a more formal announcement of the joint expedition will be made tonight at the feast and to the people. He expressed an eagerness to be on his way I wonder how that will last after the first true Northern storm he endures! Speaking of the Northern storms I too hope we can be underway soon; spring is more than half over and summer is fleeting at these latitudes.
It was s we exchanged pleasantries on the dock that the priests sensed some new magic crossing the most far flung of the nets of twisted magic the listening posts scattered around Yhoundeh. These are used to feel the vibrations of anything within a score of leagues of the island could this be arriving treeships. Teddze mentioned sensing forces moving south as he made his way north, but he had thought they were our ships moving down to the colonies on the eastern seaboard. I directed him to the Elgovian sixth of the city made haste to temple where the information from the listening posts is integrated.
The Adepts spoke of six ships moving in a widespread formation In my experience a vanguard formation for a denser force some leagues behind. Since, unlike the Elgovians, the ships of Avalon do not know the exact location of Ea-Yhoundeh on the island, I dispatched two of my most presentable captains to act as an honour guards and guides, and two more to the kitchens of the town hall to get the chefs moving!
Five ships of the vanguard returned with my captains, the other returning to the main force, arriving in the early dusk. The main force of ships apparently settled for the night out at sea perhaps they too wished for a grand entrance. I will wait to greet their leader officially before introducing myself but assigned my captains to seeing they properly docked and billeted if they so wish, with a number of buildings set aside for their use. However not being able to resist the pull of curiosity, even at my age, I made my way to a balcony in the harbourmasters tower
What I saw was most interesting, despite the tales of the first expedition I had not warranted much on their description but there they were; shorter than all but the rarest of men with vibrant green hair the colour of a summer tree! Even the antehumans of old had not departed so much from the common stock of humanity. But what truly impressed me were their ships vast constructions of wood which you could not see a join, and with complex sails again a deep leaf green mayhaps those tales were also true, and the trees lived and breathed as any plant set down in a forest would.
I summoned an adjutant with a whisperspell, regrettably the only magic that I know, and told him to sit at the window and watch the newcomers; recording everything he sees.
I have decided to delay the feast for a day and sent my most profuse apologies to Teddze.
Day 38
At last the main contingent of the Avalonians arrive a most splendid sight, the green sails and brown hulls giving the appearance of a mighty forest set upon the waves. Docking all the ships took most of the morning and it was not until high noon that I could officially greet the delegates in the Plaza of Running Gold that was adjacent to the dock. With me was the Garimmon of Ea-Yhoundeh, his authority temporarily second to mine, and several priests and diplomats from Na-Uzuldaroum ready to take the Avalonian ambassador back to the capital.
The ambassador was very finely dressed, yet seemed as young and unblemished as any of the Avalonians. He seemed pleased to be here, perhaps the voyage had been long, and listened intently to my translator as I spoke the ritual greetings. My lessons in the Avalonian language are preceding much to my satisfaction but I still would not risk my broken command of it at such an important event. The greetings done, we exchanged gifts for the man and for the people to seal our friendship. I presented him with a bow crafted by the finest Fletcher in Hyperborea and inlaid with crafted silver, and the Avalonian people with ten of our compasses crafted to reach across space and always point to their father lodestone. These particular ones would always point to the stone in the port of Ea-Yhoundeh guiding their traders back to us. In return he gave us a beautiful plants, though I had to discipline myself from smirking as its function was explained; this Yadrinal performed a function that any Whisperstone brought in the market could do, and inefficiently at that! However the gift was well meant, and the shimmering leaves of the plant beguiled the eye and mayhaps their magic could aid us in other ways.
The Formalities done with, the ambassador and his guard and entourage were conducted to the portal to the capital by the fussing diplomats, I saw a twinge of fear in his eyes as he stepped into the knot of twisted space and was whisked across all those leagues but who can blame him? I warrant I too will see many fearful sights on the expeditions travels.
The feast was a great success and as I write this I fear I may be somewhat drunk.
Day 42
At last all is in readiness the ships are prepared and the Avalonian ambassador has expressed his approval for Treeships to begin guiding us across the perilous ocean. We made a grand sight as we left the harbour; the six multicoloured ships of the Elgovians in the center with the slower members of our fleet with their shining white sails, our faster ships and the mighty treeships arranged about and ahead in a regular formation. The crews also were most splendid, the troops in full battle dress the Hyperboreans in copper mail and grey seal leather, their white and green cloaks blowing in the wind, the Elgovian warriors considerably more variable if just as brightly polished.
It was a joyful feeling to finally lift sail and clutch the wind, and this old heart of mine beat faster. Now I have much to do so this entry will be short.
Part two
Spoiler Prior entries :
Day 37
Today has been most interesting the Elgovian command and the vanguard of the Avalonic ships both arrived; I feared our preparations for the feast would be insufficient!
The Elgovians arrived early in the morning two more ships, more seaworthy and tested than the others. Their leader, a man named Teddze, is allegedly acclaimed as one of the most skilled mages in Dashiv indeed his arrival was quite spectacular as he caused the wave crests around his galley to twist and turn in a most fantastic pattern before it collapsed into a random froth of wavelets. It did delay the docking quite considerably however, but you know the old saying about Elgovians making an entrance, and the children of Ea-Yhoundeh were greatly impressed. I greeted him on the docks and he struck me as a most intelligent man, if a bit flighty, his vibrant robes of red and green swirling around him. Despite years of observation I have never been able to tell the rank of Elgovian mages from their dress, even though they tell me it is as plain as day, perhaps my mind is overly set in its ways.
We greeted each other on the behalfs of the Suzerainty and the Chaos Throne respectively a more formal announcement of the joint expedition will be made tonight at the feast and to the people. He expressed an eagerness to be on his way I wonder how that will last after the first true Northern storm he endures! Speaking of the Northern storms I too hope we can be underway soon; spring is more than half over and summer is fleeting at these latitudes.
It was s we exchanged pleasantries on the dock that the priests sensed some new magic crossing the most far flung of the nets of twisted magic the listening posts scattered around Yhoundeh. These are used to feel the vibrations of anything within a score of leagues of the island could this be arriving treeships. Teddze mentioned sensing forces moving south as he made his way north, but he had thought they were our ships moving down to the colonies on the eastern seaboard. I directed him to the Elgovian sixth of the city made haste to temple where the information from the listening posts is integrated.
The Adepts spoke of six ships moving in a widespread formation In my experience a vanguard formation for a denser force some leagues behind. Since, unlike the Elgovians, the ships of Avalon do not know the exact location of Ea-Yhoundeh on the island, I dispatched two of my most presentable captains to act as an honour guards and guides, and two more to the kitchens of the town hall to get the chefs moving!
Five ships of the vanguard returned with my captains, the other returning to the main force, arriving in the early dusk. The main force of ships apparently settled for the night out at sea perhaps they too wished for a grand entrance. I will wait to greet their leader officially before introducing myself but assigned my captains to seeing they properly docked and billeted if they so wish, with a number of buildings set aside for their use. However not being able to resist the pull of curiosity, even at my age, I made my way to a balcony in the harbourmasters tower
What I saw was most interesting, despite the tales of the first expedition I had not warranted much on their description but there they were; shorter than all but the rarest of men with vibrant green hair the colour of a summer tree! Even the antehumans of old had not departed so much from the common stock of humanity. But what truly impressed me were their ships vast constructions of wood which you could not see a join, and with complex sails again a deep leaf green mayhaps those tales were also true, and the trees lived and breathed as any plant set down in a forest would.
I summoned an adjutant with a whisperspell, regrettably the only magic that I know, and told him to sit at the window and watch the newcomers; recording everything he sees.
I have decided to delay the feast for a day and sent my most profuse apologies to Teddze.
Day 38
At last the main contingent of the Avalonians arrive a most splendid sight, the green sails and brown hulls giving the appearance of a mighty forest set upon the waves. Docking all the ships took most of the morning and it was not until high noon that I could officially greet the delegates in the Plaza of Running Gold that was adjacent to the dock. With me was the Garimmon of Ea-Yhoundeh, his authority temporarily second to mine, and several priests and diplomats from Na-Uzuldaroum ready to take the Avalonian ambassador back to the capital.
The ambassador was very finely dressed, yet seemed as young and unblemished as any of the Avalonians. He seemed pleased to be here, perhaps the voyage had been long, and listened intently to my translator as I spoke the ritual greetings. My lessons in the Avalonian language are preceding much to my satisfaction but I still would not risk my broken command of it at such an important event. The greetings done, we exchanged gifts for the man and for the people to seal our friendship. I presented him with a bow crafted by the finest Fletcher in Hyperborea and inlaid with crafted silver, and the Avalonian people with ten of our compasses crafted to reach across space and always point to their father lodestone. These particular ones would always point to the stone in the port of Ea-Yhoundeh guiding their traders back to us. In return he gave us a beautiful plants, though I had to discipline myself from smirking as its function was explained; this Yadrinal performed a function that any Whisperstone brought in the market could do, and inefficiently at that! However the gift was well meant, and the shimmering leaves of the plant beguiled the eye and mayhaps their magic could aid us in other ways.
The Formalities done with, the ambassador and his guard and entourage were conducted to the portal to the capital by the fussing diplomats, I saw a twinge of fear in his eyes as he stepped into the knot of twisted space and was whisked across all those leagues but who can blame him? I warrant I too will see many fearful sights on the expeditions travels.
The feast was a great success and as I write this I fear I may be somewhat drunk.
Day 42
At last all is in readiness the ships are prepared and the Avalonian ambassador has expressed his approval for Treeships to begin guiding us across the perilous ocean. We made a grand sight as we left the harbour; the six multicoloured ships of the Elgovians in the center with the slower members of our fleet with their shining white sails, our faster ships and the mighty treeships arranged about and ahead in a regular formation. The crews also were most splendid, the troops in full battle dress the Hyperboreans in copper mail and grey seal leather, their white and green cloaks blowing in the wind, the Elgovian warriors considerably more variable if just as brightly polished.
It was a joyful feeling to finally lift sail and clutch the wind, and this old heart of mine beat faster. Now I have much to do so this entry will be short.
Update VII- 1900 BCE
The Hawaiian culture continues to spread through the Pacific. But for the first time, an expedition has been sent to the EAST. A group of Serpent Riders traveled to the southeast until meeting the people who were the last of the Dur Khaz.
Dur Khaz has now been utterly wiped out by the jungle necromancers. The last of the heroic infantry and spider riders were making a last stand against the countless living dead in the coastal city of Nazik when the Hawaiian expedition arrived. 18 of the last people of Dur Khaz managed to escape their doomed homeland with the Serpent Riders. The rest all perished, only to be raised back into the huge undead army. Whatever force controls it now wishes to bring more into the fold of undeath. It knows that great amounts of blood can be spilled by both to the north AND the south.
(- Dur Khaz)
The Hawaiians, intrigued by these undead, have set up observation bases on an archipelago to the west of former Dur Khaz.
Far to the north, and fortunately seperated by a great distance from this horror, are the nations of Elgovia and Hyperborea. Elgovia, having just completed the Logrus vat, has joined Hyperborea's expedition to Valusia(Europe). The huge fleet consists of Hyperboreans, Elgovians, and Iroquois, the three known civilized peoples. Starting in the Iroquois city of Stadacona, the exploration fleet travelled out of the OTL Gulf of St. Lawrence and past Old Hyperborea. There was much relief in the fact that whatever was woken up deep under the ice seems to have gone dormant again.
The exploration fleet then continued on to Avalon. The fleet was met by several Treeships, who led them to the Capital city. The greetings and gift exchanges were friendly and high-spirited. The Lady Morgan informed the Hyperboreans of the creation of a Trading post on OTL Baffin island. Before the fleet continued on, Morgan also sent several treeships to join the explorers, to help them in times of need. Ambassadors from the exploring nations were left in Avalon, and were left in every friendly nation that would later be encountered throughout the journey.
After leaving Avalon, the fleet was led by the treeships past mysterious Dreadmire isle to the fiery land of Gorin. They were greeted warmly (sorry, couldn't resist the pun) by Merzan, and spent several weeks in his land. During that time, a large number of refugees from Atlantica, displaced by the civil war, arrived by ship, pleading for shelter and citizenship. The exploration fleet wished to see Atlantica immediately, but the Avalonians recommended that Germania should be visited first.
(+2000 Gorin population)
The Germanians were welcoming to the explorers, who marvelled at the majestic tree-cities. Though everyone wanted to remain in Germania for much longer, the pressing matter of Atlantica forced them to leave after a week.
Atlantica, they discovered, had already collapsed into anarchy. The magical civil war was tearing the land apart. Great chasms regularly opened up, and huge mountains were thrust up from the ground, killing enemies and neutrals alike. The explorers only stopped once, but saw enough destruction to know that there was no point in meeting these people, as they would soon destroy themselves. They were quite correct. Shortly after leaving, one Atlantican faction blasted the capital of Nanta to the depths of the ocean. It seems that this extremist northern faction has a chance to Reunite the country.
(-5000 Atlantican population, -Army)
Perhaps the most memorable stop of the exploration fleet was at fabled Atlantis itself. Its advanced sciences and clean streets were marveled at by all, but the Atlanteans had never learned to trust strangers, so the parting was somewhat rushed.
The exploration fleet spent quite a while in New Atlantis. Their hosts were most gracious, though they weren't very fond of the New World's monarchistic governments. After getting aquainted, several explorers traveled inland, and after a while returned, so the explorers set off again.
The fleet was now encountering new nations at a rapid rate. They contacted Balaeria and Karthage just days after leaving New Atlantis. The city of Karthage was where the expedition finally came to a stop. All of the ships were in need of repair, and the crews of the ships needed a long break.
Representatives from Illyria, Khemri and Ur travelled to Karthage to meet the explorers. Though they were somewhat unnerved by Illyria and Khemri's necromancy, all relations went well. The exploration fleet will soon be ready to continue exploring the unknown world.
Ur has claimed the eastern Aegean, and has expressed interest in starting trade routes with Tripolye and Illyria.
Khemri has pulled out of central Abyssinia. The war is now over, and little land permanently changed hands. But the economic effect was huge. Abyssinia's economy was badly weakened, while Khemri's economy has grown, due to the riches taken from the Sinai and the briefly occupied central Abyssinia.
(+1 Khemri economy level, -1 Abyssinian economy level)
Sudafrika has ceased to expand into lands already owned by other tribes. The threat of war has ended- for the moment.
The last free Scythians have founded the nation of Neoscythia. They have humbly approached the Mongols, and have suggested that they ally, and may eventually go west and take the lands of the Tripolean invaders.
The Indus empire continues to grow at a steady pace. Their efforts to put tremendous manpower into completing their magical forge are fairly successful, though inefficient (you can normally only put one point into wonder construction, but since you put so many in I'll let you get away with it this time, though there was some wasted economy and many workers died from exhaustion).
(-500 population)
For the first time ever, the mighty Mongols have suffered something of a defeat, or at least a bad victory. It turns out that the Korean army hadn't been defeated, it had just abandoned the cities to fight in the more easily defensible hilly countryside. The Mongols were forced to abandon the invasion of Japan to destroy this security threat. The usual Mongol tactic of teleporting forces right on top of the enemy no longer works, for Korean and Japanese necromancers have been able to cancel out Mongol magic. The battle for Korea would have been disastrous if it hadn't been for the Mongol's new UU, the ethereal cavalry. They managed to sneak into the main Korean army and kill many necromancers before being dispelled by the remaining enemy magi. This disruption was enough to allow the Mongols to attack. The battle was long and bloody, but ultimately was a Mongol victory.
To the south, Japanese galleys snuck into Chinese harbours and managed to sink much of the Chinese navy. It seems that the upcoming battle for Japan will be on a much more level playing field than the Mongols are used to.
(-400 Korean infantry, -30 communicators, - 1 Korean loyalty, -500 Mongol Cavalry, -10 Ethereal Cavalry, -20 Chinese galleys, -5 Japanese galleys)
Antarctica has expanded along the coast, and the fishing has been good. The population continues to grow from all of the extra food.
(+1000 population)
Ross has continued its expansion into South America. It is now beginning to heed the warnings of the Antarcticans. Priests have detected ripples of extremely dark magic emenating from the north. They suggest that they and the Antarcticans should investigate just what is causing the darkness...
The Hawaiian culture continues to spread through the Pacific. But for the first time, an expedition has been sent to the EAST. A group of Serpent Riders traveled to the southeast until meeting the people who were the last of the Dur Khaz.
Dur Khaz has now been utterly wiped out by the jungle necromancers. The last of the heroic infantry and spider riders were making a last stand against the countless living dead in the coastal city of Nazik when the Hawaiian expedition arrived. 18 of the last people of Dur Khaz managed to escape their doomed homeland with the Serpent Riders. The rest all perished, only to be raised back into the huge undead army. Whatever force controls it now wishes to bring more into the fold of undeath. It knows that great amounts of blood can be spilled by both to the north AND the south.
(- Dur Khaz)
The Hawaiians, intrigued by these undead, have set up observation bases on an archipelago to the west of former Dur Khaz.
Far to the north, and fortunately seperated by a great distance from this horror, are the nations of Elgovia and Hyperborea. Elgovia, having just completed the Logrus vat, has joined Hyperborea's expedition to Valusia(Europe). The huge fleet consists of Hyperboreans, Elgovians, and Iroquois, the three known civilized peoples. Starting in the Iroquois city of Stadacona, the exploration fleet travelled out of the OTL Gulf of St. Lawrence and past Old Hyperborea. There was much relief in the fact that whatever was woken up deep under the ice seems to have gone dormant again.
The exploration fleet then continued on to Avalon. The fleet was met by several Treeships, who led them to the Capital city. The greetings and gift exchanges were friendly and high-spirited. The Lady Morgan informed the Hyperboreans of the creation of a Trading post on OTL Baffin island. Before the fleet continued on, Morgan also sent several treeships to join the explorers, to help them in times of need. Ambassadors from the exploring nations were left in Avalon, and were left in every friendly nation that would later be encountered throughout the journey.
After leaving Avalon, the fleet was led by the treeships past mysterious Dreadmire isle to the fiery land of Gorin. They were greeted warmly (sorry, couldn't resist the pun) by Merzan, and spent several weeks in his land. During that time, a large number of refugees from Atlantica, displaced by the civil war, arrived by ship, pleading for shelter and citizenship. The exploration fleet wished to see Atlantica immediately, but the Avalonians recommended that Germania should be visited first.
(+2000 Gorin population)
The Germanians were welcoming to the explorers, who marvelled at the majestic tree-cities. Though everyone wanted to remain in Germania for much longer, the pressing matter of Atlantica forced them to leave after a week.
Atlantica, they discovered, had already collapsed into anarchy. The magical civil war was tearing the land apart. Great chasms regularly opened up, and huge mountains were thrust up from the ground, killing enemies and neutrals alike. The explorers only stopped once, but saw enough destruction to know that there was no point in meeting these people, as they would soon destroy themselves. They were quite correct. Shortly after leaving, one Atlantican faction blasted the capital of Nanta to the depths of the ocean. It seems that this extremist northern faction has a chance to Reunite the country.
(-5000 Atlantican population, -Army)
Perhaps the most memorable stop of the exploration fleet was at fabled Atlantis itself. Its advanced sciences and clean streets were marveled at by all, but the Atlanteans had never learned to trust strangers, so the parting was somewhat rushed.
The exploration fleet spent quite a while in New Atlantis. Their hosts were most gracious, though they weren't very fond of the New World's monarchistic governments. After getting aquainted, several explorers traveled inland, and after a while returned, so the explorers set off again.
The fleet was now encountering new nations at a rapid rate. They contacted Balaeria and Karthage just days after leaving New Atlantis. The city of Karthage was where the expedition finally came to a stop. All of the ships were in need of repair, and the crews of the ships needed a long break.
Representatives from Illyria, Khemri and Ur travelled to Karthage to meet the explorers. Though they were somewhat unnerved by Illyria and Khemri's necromancy, all relations went well. The exploration fleet will soon be ready to continue exploring the unknown world.
Ur has claimed the eastern Aegean, and has expressed interest in starting trade routes with Tripolye and Illyria.
Khemri has pulled out of central Abyssinia. The war is now over, and little land permanently changed hands. But the economic effect was huge. Abyssinia's economy was badly weakened, while Khemri's economy has grown, due to the riches taken from the Sinai and the briefly occupied central Abyssinia.
(+1 Khemri economy level, -1 Abyssinian economy level)
Sudafrika has ceased to expand into lands already owned by other tribes. The threat of war has ended- for the moment.
The last free Scythians have founded the nation of Neoscythia. They have humbly approached the Mongols, and have suggested that they ally, and may eventually go west and take the lands of the Tripolean invaders.
The Indus empire continues to grow at a steady pace. Their efforts to put tremendous manpower into completing their magical forge are fairly successful, though inefficient (you can normally only put one point into wonder construction, but since you put so many in I'll let you get away with it this time, though there was some wasted economy and many workers died from exhaustion).
(-500 population)
For the first time ever, the mighty Mongols have suffered something of a defeat, or at least a bad victory. It turns out that the Korean army hadn't been defeated, it had just abandoned the cities to fight in the more easily defensible hilly countryside. The Mongols were forced to abandon the invasion of Japan to destroy this security threat. The usual Mongol tactic of teleporting forces right on top of the enemy no longer works, for Korean and Japanese necromancers have been able to cancel out Mongol magic. The battle for Korea would have been disastrous if it hadn't been for the Mongol's new UU, the ethereal cavalry. They managed to sneak into the main Korean army and kill many necromancers before being dispelled by the remaining enemy magi. This disruption was enough to allow the Mongols to attack. The battle was long and bloody, but ultimately was a Mongol victory.
To the south, Japanese galleys snuck into Chinese harbours and managed to sink much of the Chinese navy. It seems that the upcoming battle for Japan will be on a much more level playing field than the Mongols are used to.
(-400 Korean infantry, -30 communicators, - 1 Korean loyalty, -500 Mongol Cavalry, -10 Ethereal Cavalry, -20 Chinese galleys, -5 Japanese galleys)
Antarctica has expanded along the coast, and the fishing has been good. The population continues to grow from all of the extra food.
(+1000 population)
Ross has continued its expansion into South America. It is now beginning to heed the warnings of the Antarcticans. Priests have detected ripples of extremely dark magic emenating from the north. They suggest that they and the Antarcticans should investigate just what is causing the darkness...
MAP: Because I've run out of creative, funny things to say.
Sorry das, your orders came in too late. I can't do the military and expansionist things you wanted to do, but I'll do your economic orders. You can wipe out the Scythian barbarians later.
Sorry das, your orders came in too late. I can't do the military and expansionist things you wanted to do, but I'll do your economic orders. You can wipe out the Scythian barbarians later.
Kozmos
Jew Detective
Iggy where are my roads on the map!!!
BTW what type of magic is Erik mesoy using???
BTW what type of magic is Erik mesoy using???
To Ross from Antarctica
Since you're our friends we don't mind going off to the north to adventure with you, but have you never heard the proverb 'Let derelict ships lie abandoned?' or 'A derelict ship? Blow it up with fire magic, it's the only way to make sure!'.
Whatever is to the north; if we make contact with it we may discover something important and destroy the evil or we may bring dark tidings upon us.
Now that I have said my piece (not that I as a mage represent the people but my neighborhood seemed to agree on it mostly) I'll let you make the decision. If you decide to go we shall send some fifty volounteer soldiers, ten Icemancers and a handful of Antarctican agents (5) on Galleys. Since we have no leaders this will be a bit difficult to organize but our magi will perform a soul fusion so we can send the most appropriate personell to deal with this threat. We also politely suggest that Ross and Tika contribute on this adventure since we're sort of a family.
PS. Antarctica will develop some holy colorcoded 'white' magic for use against evil. It's useful for healing and dealing with evil magics, especially undead servants of zombie lords. Of course if there are dragons to the north we're screwed. Our climate and enviroment will most likely protect us though, won't it? After all, we are refugees, unlike you.
Good tidings and warm blessings,
- Antarctican Citizen
Since you're our friends we don't mind going off to the north to adventure with you, but have you never heard the proverb 'Let derelict ships lie abandoned?' or 'A derelict ship? Blow it up with fire magic, it's the only way to make sure!'.
Whatever is to the north; if we make contact with it we may discover something important and destroy the evil or we may bring dark tidings upon us.
Now that I have said my piece (not that I as a mage represent the people but my neighborhood seemed to agree on it mostly) I'll let you make the decision. If you decide to go we shall send some fifty volounteer soldiers, ten Icemancers and a handful of Antarctican agents (5) on Galleys. Since we have no leaders this will be a bit difficult to organize but our magi will perform a soul fusion so we can send the most appropriate personell to deal with this threat. We also politely suggest that Ross and Tika contribute on this adventure since we're sort of a family.
PS. Antarctica will develop some holy colorcoded 'white' magic for use against evil. It's useful for healing and dealing with evil magics, especially undead servants of zombie lords. Of course if there are dragons to the north we're screwed. Our climate and enviroment will most likely protect us though, won't it? After all, we are refugees, unlike you.
Good tidings and warm blessings,
- Antarctican Citizen
The Strategos
Thanatos
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To: All Atlantican Factions
From: Karthage
Karthage condemns the destruction of Nanta. Karthage also does not apprecaite disturbances, such as this civil war, so close to her ally Balaeria.
*wonders if any of the factions will ask for Karthage to do more then just condemn*
From: Karthage
Karthage condemns the destruction of Nanta. Karthage also does not apprecaite disturbances, such as this civil war, so close to her ally Balaeria.
*wonders if any of the factions will ask for Karthage to do more then just condemn*
Kozmos
Jew Detective
Toteone said:
Like my magic could be any weaker.
Hmmm, Cleric what are you talking about? Are you those necromancers to the north? I did think it strange that Lord Iggy would let an NPC overrun a PC nation.
Iggy, Antarctica will volounteer a group of adventurers and provide transport so they can aid the penguins and people of Ross.
Iggy, Antarctica will volounteer a group of adventurers and provide transport so they can aid the penguins and people of Ross.
