LINESII- Into the Darkness
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jalapeno_dude
AKA Panda Judo Eel
I posted this around 6 hours ago, but I guess it didn't work...
@Iggy: How many New Eldists are there in other nations?
@Iggy: How many New Eldists are there in other nations?
Silver Steak
The Ghost of SS
Indeed! It is 192 years since Nowray got its constitution. 
The independence day was 101 years ago, with the absolving of the union with Sweden. I think it was 7. June...
The independence day was 101 years ago, with the absolving of the union with Sweden. I think it was 7. June...
alex994
Hail Divine Emperor!
Who are the good NPCs? Or more to the point, what's a good nation i can join as? 
Swissempire
Poet Jester
Someone FAR to the north
Nkondi is a good NPC, Tristaria is good, Gerberia is good, the Moguls SUCK.
If you want to make a new nation, to the north is a colder, dry land. To the southeast are massive jungles and to the southwest are massive plains.
If you want to make a new nation, to the north is a colder, dry land. To the southeast are massive jungles and to the southwest are massive plains.
Wubba360
Emperor
The hour was late. Men sat around the river's edge eating. They had come around to hear the word of the True Believer. The man kept their swords close. And sat beside their loyal beast, the Ramid. A cross between the elephant and Rhino they were a fierce creature to behold. Able to plow through dense forests and move swiftly in open plains.
Feared on the battlefield and know for their strength. Able to crush horse and man alike. Even fiercer with their master waving his saber above his head.
Men would receive their beast when they were about five and train with it for the rest of their life. No man was truly a warrior without his ramid. Men held two things as their highest regard, their ramid, their sword, and their leader. The recent ruler had passed away, but a few weeks ago. This new ruler set out to bring the people together once more into a unity of one.
The men were disturbed as a massive beast came out of the forest with to other riders beside it. On top sat a golden bearded man with long hair. His eyes shown a dark blue and as hard as steel. The men were in awe. The carried on his back a bronze tipped spear. He wore leather like armor and the men beside him bore the banner of a massive beast in a green field and golden outline.
The man clearly demanded respect of his men. He pulled out of his hilt a shimmering sword with a golden hilt. He held it above his head and spoke
I have called you all here today as to tell you that this is the end of an age. No longer will we roam these forests with no law. We will no longer sit idolly by as other people begin settling down and forming nations. We will not be absorbed by outsiders.
For are we not a people all bound to the same land. We have all lived on these lands for centuries and traded amongst eachother. We all hold the same principles. We all worship the holy beast and cherish the mighty blade. We are all members of Bladism and we are all bound to the same fate. If one of us falls we all fall with them.
To the north powerful empires are forming and threaten are very existence. We must unite or fall. This is our time my friends. I incourage all men to join my ranks and form an army to defend our lands. Settle down and form cities that go out for miles. Form great structures that will forever stand for all the ages to see. We can make our nation into an empire. I say to you join me and fight with me to the glory of your people and your King!
The began to chant. Slowly they began with a prayer then they began saying the kings name louder and louder until an echo could be heard throughout the Jungle.
Fasra, Fasra, Fasra! Long live King Fasra the Swift, Master of all Myocaca!
The time of a new era was at hand.
Feared on the battlefield and know for their strength. Able to crush horse and man alike. Even fiercer with their master waving his saber above his head.
Men would receive their beast when they were about five and train with it for the rest of their life. No man was truly a warrior without his ramid. Men held two things as their highest regard, their ramid, their sword, and their leader. The recent ruler had passed away, but a few weeks ago. This new ruler set out to bring the people together once more into a unity of one.
The men were disturbed as a massive beast came out of the forest with to other riders beside it. On top sat a golden bearded man with long hair. His eyes shown a dark blue and as hard as steel. The men were in awe. The carried on his back a bronze tipped spear. He wore leather like armor and the men beside him bore the banner of a massive beast in a green field and golden outline.
The man clearly demanded respect of his men. He pulled out of his hilt a shimmering sword with a golden hilt. He held it above his head and spoke
I have called you all here today as to tell you that this is the end of an age. No longer will we roam these forests with no law. We will no longer sit idolly by as other people begin settling down and forming nations. We will not be absorbed by outsiders.
For are we not a people all bound to the same land. We have all lived on these lands for centuries and traded amongst eachother. We all hold the same principles. We all worship the holy beast and cherish the mighty blade. We are all members of Bladism and we are all bound to the same fate. If one of us falls we all fall with them.
To the north powerful empires are forming and threaten are very existence. We must unite or fall. This is our time my friends. I incourage all men to join my ranks and form an army to defend our lands. Settle down and form cities that go out for miles. Form great structures that will forever stand for all the ages to see. We can make our nation into an empire. I say to you join me and fight with me to the glory of your people and your King!
The began to chant. Slowly they began with a prayer then they began saying the kings name louder and louder until an echo could be heard throughout the Jungle.
Fasra, Fasra, Fasra! Long live King Fasra the Swift, Master of all Myocaca!
The time of a new era was at hand.
~Darkening~
Weep, Mother.
Grazie
Somewhere far too the west too
Swissempire
Poet Jester
Wait, where is this Myocaca??
alex994
Hail Divine Emperor!
Lord_Iggy said:
Is there anywhere I can make a proto-Chinese civilization
Swissempire
Poet Jester
This won't do.... I'm sorry Wuba, i really am. But the Ascendants have ruled. The River Blade must be ours!Lord_Iggy said:
jalapeno_dude
AKA Panda Judo Eel
Iggy, answer me!jalapeno_dude said:
Swissempire
Poet Jester
Its outta my hands, the Ascendants have ruled it so. Though maybe we can work something out....
alex994
Hail Divine Emperor!
Lord_Iggy said:
Temperate
And rivers are vital too Similar threads
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