Kentharu
Zebra Commander
ummm Megenta Man im red already *hides* called it in this very page
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Fine by me (if its not to much trouble to change could I have a bright green colour...)
These projects - they can be magical in nature right?
@Israelite9191: In english the giant birds are called Rocs; no k
It took me a while to work out that you weren't speaking about large masses of stone 
These projects - they can be magical in nature right?
@Israelite9191: In english the giant birds are called Rocs; no k
It took me a while to work out that you weren't speaking about large masses of stone 
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I intended for Tripolye to be slightly more to the north; its landlocked, though the galleys are still useful in riverine travel.
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@Lord Iggy; could you reply to my PM? I'd like to know if by plan is possible before sending in orders
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Yes... alittle to the north from my present location.
Ice mages, on Antarctica! Created when the world was a dull glowing orb and there was only water and crystallized versions of it we have followed the cold wherever it went! Us Ice Mages are a proud race, we eat ice and make iglos to live in. We hate fire and we're perfectly happy to live in Antarctica.
Name: Antarctica
Capital: South Pole
Ruler: The Fusion of Souls (The Ice Mages all merge when they need intense power or a collective intellect to make important decisions)
Government: Anarchic Society
Population: 7,500
Economy: Stable (0/0/5)
Education: Enlightened +1
Technology: Ice Age
Loyalty: Very, very Happy to live in Antarctica
Army: 500 Ice Mages
Navy: 25 Ships of spellbound Ice!
Magic: Conjuration, Domain Water (i.e. Icemancy!)
UU: Ice Mage - Mage with ice spells and lots of them!
Projects:
Description: A race and civilization of ice mages who live on Antartica.
Name: Antarctica
Capital: South Pole
Ruler: The Fusion of Souls (The Ice Mages all merge when they need intense power or a collective intellect to make important decisions)
Government: Anarchic Society
Population: 7,500
Economy: Stable (0/0/5)
Education: Enlightened +1
Technology: Ice Age
Loyalty: Very, very Happy to live in Antarctica
Army: 500 Ice Mages
Navy: 25 Ships of spellbound Ice!
Magic: Conjuration, Domain Water (i.e. Icemancy!)
UU: Ice Mage - Mage with ice spells and lots of them!
Projects:
Description: A race and civilization of ice mages who live on Antartica.
Your project would work. I think the best way to show improvement is a population bonus. Hows about a 4000 person population boom, 4 turns of construction?
And welcome Toteone. I think I'll make your magic a form of Aquamancy, but slightly changed.
And welcome Toteone. I think I'll make your magic a form of Aquamancy, but slightly changed.
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Project working? yey! here's a story in celebration
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Koormis looked on, somewhat enviously, as Delwoor easily hefted the stone he had be stuggling to lift and placed it atop the cart.
"Are you sure it was only your grandfather who was an Antehuman?" he said, referring to his companions impressive musculature and incredibly bushy eyebrows.
"Yes, and stop saying that so loudly in front of every woman I try to talk to!" Delwoor replied, somewhat irritated. "Now quit blathering and check the binding hexs on the Hauler; the foreman will have our hides if we're late - again."
"Blah, Blah, Blah - Xu, Trus, and Gotha Delwoor; you never used to be such an old man."
"Yeah, well - everyone grows up eventually, present company excepted of course"
Koormism grinned widely and walked the length of the cart to the thing shackled in its harness. As always, he grimaced at the sight of it, and tried not to inhale any of the fumes it gave off. This particular horror, summoned from some light-forsaken realm, resembled a tremendous centipede; several times the size of an ox, and covered with long, boney protrusions the colour of dried blood, constantly dripping some noxious ichor. As he trod carefully around to the things head, the spines began to rustle, twitching as they sensing the warm blood that pulsed in his veins. The head of the monster - a giant wolves head with a bony helmet covering where the eyes would be on a natural creature, from under which countless squigy tentacles probed the air, was resting on the ground; in a manner which could only be described as dejected.
As he approached the head lifted up and turned this way and that, searching for what drew near. Ill suited to the environs of the good clean earth, the reason this particular abomination was consigned to hauling coal was abundantly clear - away from whatever medium it had be born to, it was blind, deaf, and dumb.
Breathing deeply, Koormis closed his outward eyes, and looked beyond, to the beating currents of magic that flowed through the world. He could see the Horror again, this time being able to comprehend its even more terrible totality, of which the centipede-wolf was only an aspect. He could feel, in a way that was not just sight or smell or taste or touch - but a mixture of those senses, the twelve incantations that bound the creatures form and mind like invisible ropes. They all appeared to be firm and strong, and he sighed a sigh of relief. Reaching out, but not with his corporeal hands, he took hold of the spell that allowed the beast to be led, and opened his eyes.
"Done?" cried Delwoor atop the enormous cart laden with stone.
"Blah, Blah, Blah" replied Koormis, as he turned and began to walk out of the quarry; the horror shuffling after him like a reluctant terrier, hauling the six tonnes of rock in the cart as easily as Delwoor had lifted the stone.
Once they left the shelter of the quarry, Koormis pulled his heavy cloak tight against himself; trying to shut out the icy wind.
"Cursed ice" he thought to himself "the wind-walkers laughing right now I bet! We have to build the walls four times as thick as back in Hyperborea; and who has to lug all that stone? Me that's who! Grrr" The heat of his irritation offering some small combat to the cold.
Na-Uzuldaroum soon appeared ahead; a city of squat stone towers and long houses huddling out of the wind, not a patch on the glorious topless towers of Old Uzuldaroum, or legendary Commoriom before that - hardly a fit abode for the mighty Hyperborean people.
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Koormis looked on, somewhat enviously, as Delwoor easily hefted the stone he had be stuggling to lift and placed it atop the cart.
"Are you sure it was only your grandfather who was an Antehuman?" he said, referring to his companions impressive musculature and incredibly bushy eyebrows.
"Yes, and stop saying that so loudly in front of every woman I try to talk to!" Delwoor replied, somewhat irritated. "Now quit blathering and check the binding hexs on the Hauler; the foreman will have our hides if we're late - again."
"Blah, Blah, Blah - Xu, Trus, and Gotha Delwoor; you never used to be such an old man."
"Yeah, well - everyone grows up eventually, present company excepted of course"
Koormism grinned widely and walked the length of the cart to the thing shackled in its harness. As always, he grimaced at the sight of it, and tried not to inhale any of the fumes it gave off. This particular horror, summoned from some light-forsaken realm, resembled a tremendous centipede; several times the size of an ox, and covered with long, boney protrusions the colour of dried blood, constantly dripping some noxious ichor. As he trod carefully around to the things head, the spines began to rustle, twitching as they sensing the warm blood that pulsed in his veins. The head of the monster - a giant wolves head with a bony helmet covering where the eyes would be on a natural creature, from under which countless squigy tentacles probed the air, was resting on the ground; in a manner which could only be described as dejected.
As he approached the head lifted up and turned this way and that, searching for what drew near. Ill suited to the environs of the good clean earth, the reason this particular abomination was consigned to hauling coal was abundantly clear - away from whatever medium it had be born to, it was blind, deaf, and dumb.
Breathing deeply, Koormis closed his outward eyes, and looked beyond, to the beating currents of magic that flowed through the world. He could see the Horror again, this time being able to comprehend its even more terrible totality, of which the centipede-wolf was only an aspect. He could feel, in a way that was not just sight or smell or taste or touch - but a mixture of those senses, the twelve incantations that bound the creatures form and mind like invisible ropes. They all appeared to be firm and strong, and he sighed a sigh of relief. Reaching out, but not with his corporeal hands, he took hold of the spell that allowed the beast to be led, and opened his eyes.
"Done?" cried Delwoor atop the enormous cart laden with stone.
"Blah, Blah, Blah" replied Koormis, as he turned and began to walk out of the quarry; the horror shuffling after him like a reluctant terrier, hauling the six tonnes of rock in the cart as easily as Delwoor had lifted the stone.
Once they left the shelter of the quarry, Koormis pulled his heavy cloak tight against himself; trying to shut out the icy wind.
"Cursed ice" he thought to himself "the wind-walkers laughing right now I bet! We have to build the walls four times as thick as back in Hyperborea; and who has to lug all that stone? Me that's who! Grrr" The heat of his irritation offering some small combat to the cold.
Na-Uzuldaroum soon appeared ahead; a city of squat stone towers and long houses huddling out of the wind, not a patch on the glorious topless towers of Old Uzuldaroum, or legendary Commoriom before that - hardly a fit abode for the mighty Hyperborean people.
dragon13
Chieftain
Allright Iggy I want to join as you asked.... How?
dragon13
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How do you edit the line under your name(so it doesn't say "chieftain")?
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dragon13 said:
Click on "User Cp" at the top of the page and edit your profile - very similar to adding a Avatar. Also welcome!
@Iggy - Yeah that bonus sounds good (for now
)You may want to add a system for ongoing and expandable projects i.e the Ur Magic powered irrigation, my project, Atlantian island raising, or even simpling building a road system or great wall.
-Maybe have it like a great wonder to start with (i.e 1 economy a turn for X turns) but then let them say expand the scope of the irrigation for 5 economy points for a smaller bonus.
-And maybe have maintence costs.
Just an idea.
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Also I'm going to echo Das sentiments about population numbers whilst trying to think of things to do with a mere 100 infantry and 2000 population - maybe adding an extra 0 onto everything would be best, espially when in comes to Ur and the Atlantis offshoots (big bad scary NPCs are fun says the guy on the other continent 
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Kozmos
Jew Detective
Toteone said:
Isnt that way too powerful for starting stats!?If it isnt I want buff up my stats too.Screw the template.
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Thats a good point Cleric! someones not following the rules - I'll get the pitchforks, you go and round up some villagers!
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Another question (annoying ain't I?) how long does each turn cover at the moment - we may be bronze age material tech wise, but all this magic will allow things to happen alot faster...
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