Thlayli
Le Pétit Prince
Oh, I understand. What I was trying to figure out was, is the Religious center income included in the economy stat, or not included?
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The Trading power of Khemri depended on one thing, its ability to trade in Agricultural goods. And thus the Storage of such foodstuffs became a vital part of the Economy.
This is a History of Khemrian Pottery!
First let us look at the scholers of Khadon's History of the Peoples of the Khim river.
This is rather dry, but gives us the nesscecary information on HOW the Ceramics were created. I will now delve into other areas of a Potters life.
Let us begin a day in the Life.
A potter Would wake up, at sunset, usually the rest of his family would work on the Khim River, gathering, sowing and working the Fields. A potter however was generally a cornerstone of the community. Everyone needed to come to him at some point. Be it for repairing their Homes, and needed bricks, or simply a pot to store their gathered grains. For this special duty, he was often given lenicancy on the Labour tax. Sometimes trading it in for extra produce tax.
However the Potter, lets call him Chidon of the river Khim. Would wake up, and share a breakfast of simple berries, bread and sometimes butter. Next Chidon would take a trip to the Clay Pits of Khadon. For his raw materials he needed a steady source of clay, and lack of coinage amoung the lower classes, generally meant he would trade some of his produce, or if required, work some days in the clay pit.
Thus with the weeks supply of Clay with him, he proceeded home. (Generally slaves took the burden of transporting the Clay, in pots funnily enough). Chidon would then upon arriving home, probably have to eat some Lunch. Lunch Was often the biggest meal of the day, as this provided the strength to carry on the work in the fields. Thus a meal of more Bread, vegetables and berries, rarely meat. Would be eaten.
Next he would set about to work, let us say Chidon must create pots today. He would throw some clay on the Potters Wheel, move it with a stick to propel it round, and then, with watering, he would begin to shape it with his hands.
With the fast wheel invention such activities took about 10 minutes for a good piece of pottery. Then to harden the clay he needed to fire it in a Kiln.
Earlier methods, just let the Clay stand to dry and were used like that. But the invention, or sudden destruction of a potters house in a fire (thatched roof's if not done properly can be deadly), led to a miraculous hardening of the Clay's. Eventually this produced a kiln. Simple kilns first involved an earth trench and fuel (wood etc) to work. However later refinements included using an actual oven to keep the heat in. This produced harder more sturdier pots.
Finally after a good days Kilning and Pottering about. Chidon would sit down to a small meal, and went straight to bed, usually exhausted.
----
A Potter's Craft took weeks to learn, but decade to master.
OOC: I think this is funny, because its so boring to write about *gahhhhh*
Another story soon.
This is a History of Khemrian Pottery!
First let us look at the scholers of Khadon's History of the Peoples of the Khim river.
This is rather dry, but gives us the nesscecary information on HOW the Ceramics were created. I will now delve into other areas of a Potters life.
Let us begin a day in the Life.
A potter Would wake up, at sunset, usually the rest of his family would work on the Khim River, gathering, sowing and working the Fields. A potter however was generally a cornerstone of the community. Everyone needed to come to him at some point. Be it for repairing their Homes, and needed bricks, or simply a pot to store their gathered grains. For this special duty, he was often given lenicancy on the Labour tax. Sometimes trading it in for extra produce tax.
However the Potter, lets call him Chidon of the river Khim. Would wake up, and share a breakfast of simple berries, bread and sometimes butter. Next Chidon would take a trip to the Clay Pits of Khadon. For his raw materials he needed a steady source of clay, and lack of coinage amoung the lower classes, generally meant he would trade some of his produce, or if required, work some days in the clay pit.
Thus with the weeks supply of Clay with him, he proceeded home. (Generally slaves took the burden of transporting the Clay, in pots funnily enough). Chidon would then upon arriving home, probably have to eat some Lunch. Lunch Was often the biggest meal of the day, as this provided the strength to carry on the work in the fields. Thus a meal of more Bread, vegetables and berries, rarely meat. Would be eaten.
Next he would set about to work, let us say Chidon must create pots today. He would throw some clay on the Potters Wheel, move it with a stick to propel it round, and then, with watering, he would begin to shape it with his hands.
With the fast wheel invention such activities took about 10 minutes for a good piece of pottery. Then to harden the clay he needed to fire it in a Kiln.
Earlier methods, just let the Clay stand to dry and were used like that. But the invention, or sudden destruction of a potters house in a fire (thatched roof's if not done properly can be deadly), led to a miraculous hardening of the Clay's. Eventually this produced a kiln. Simple kilns first involved an earth trench and fuel (wood etc) to work. However later refinements included using an actual oven to keep the heat in. This produced harder more sturdier pots.
Finally after a good days Kilning and Pottering about. Chidon would sit down to a small meal, and went straight to bed, usually exhausted.
----
A Potter's Craft took weeks to learn, but decade to master.
OOC: I think this is funny, because its so boring to write about *gahhhhh*
Another story soon.
jalapeno_dude
AKA Panda Judo Eel
Orders sent. Die, demon scum!
OOC: This is fun... I've always played peaceful nations before...
OOC: This is fun... I've always played peaceful nations before...
The Wheel was an invention of Accident, like the kiln it proved to be a most helpfull invention, on the other hand, it was not the result of any Unfortunate Potter's Deaths.
The Wheel was in its original form, simply a tree felled and used as a roller. This led to an Unfortunantly large amount of slaves deaths. Being crushed at some point of the process.
However One day a small child stole his fathers potters wheel, out of spite that he would not teach him his craft, the child sought to learn on his own.
His affulent father, one of the leaders of the community, sent his servants after the child, to teach him some dicipline.
The child was soon caught and beaten within an inch of his life. This theft however resulted in a small realisation in the potters mind.
The Child had been moving the wheel on its side, a most unusual way to move it. But the Potter being rich enough to afford slaves for his labour tax, found great similarities with this arrangement and that of a log on its side.
And after all it was most annoying to pay for new slaves when they were killed in accidents.
Thus he set to work thinking of the problem. First he replicated the log, but found that he needed to join the two wheels up. He thought of putting a stick inbetween the two wheels and put a hole in the middle of them, for this stick to slot into. This he called the Potters Log. Others called it a wheel.
The advantage of a log that could turn inside a wheel, was that the log did not have to be moved forward all the time. Thus simple applications were found for this invention.
The greatest of these being the cart. Two such Potters Logs are put close to each other, then the logs are tied to together by another two logs, and a platform built on this simple construction.
Thus was made simpler the transportation of goods round Khemri.
The Wheel was in its original form, simply a tree felled and used as a roller. This led to an Unfortunantly large amount of slaves deaths. Being crushed at some point of the process.
However One day a small child stole his fathers potters wheel, out of spite that he would not teach him his craft, the child sought to learn on his own.
His affulent father, one of the leaders of the community, sent his servants after the child, to teach him some dicipline.
The child was soon caught and beaten within an inch of his life. This theft however resulted in a small realisation in the potters mind.
The Child had been moving the wheel on its side, a most unusual way to move it. But the Potter being rich enough to afford slaves for his labour tax, found great similarities with this arrangement and that of a log on its side.
And after all it was most annoying to pay for new slaves when they were killed in accidents.
Thus he set to work thinking of the problem. First he replicated the log, but found that he needed to join the two wheels up. He thought of putting a stick inbetween the two wheels and put a hole in the middle of them, for this stick to slot into. This he called the Potters Log. Others called it a wheel.
The advantage of a log that could turn inside a wheel, was that the log did not have to be moved forward all the time. Thus simple applications were found for this invention.
The greatest of these being the cart. Two such Potters Logs are put close to each other, then the logs are tied to together by another two logs, and a platform built on this simple construction.
Thus was made simpler the transportation of goods round Khemri.
jalapeno_dude
AKA Panda Judo Eel
Not sure if this has been asked before-- but I assume there aren't any horses yet?
Thlayli
Le Pétit Prince
Nice stories, everyone! I'll send orders soon.
And now, a little story of my own.
Discoveries
The Assemblum, with the Elder Council at it's head, were sitting in debate, as they usually did, when the first scouts returned. The methods for the most efficient and effective disposal of wastewater were tabled for the day, as the entire body listened to the reports of Chief Scout Markas.
The young man entered the chamber. Laying prostrate as was custom, he spoke the customary words of greeting.
"Good fathers and lords, hear my cry,* for this is the tale of the journey of my men and I.
"By the One's grace, and by the holding of Light and Truth in our hearts, and Order in our minds, we have passed through fire and water, to return to you. By our steadfast recitation of the Three Maxims, have we turned back from the Void, even though we walk in it."
Chief Elder Dominius gestured. "Please continue."
"On the seventh day, of the sixth moon, of the two hundred and seventy-fifth year after the Diaspora of Peoples, my men and two galleys left Veritas, to explore the Void, that we might turn it to our will."
One Assembly member coughed. Markas continued.
"We passed into the North, as was ordered with us. It seemed almost like a second Diaspora, for there were many other ships with us. These all carried colonists. One of my sailors said this, however. He spoke thus, Truly this is an Diaspora of Joy, for now we do not leave Paradise, but go forth to make one of our own."
Dominius smilied. "And so should it be written." As several scribes rushed off to do just that, the Scout commander continued.
"We disembarked on the shore. For seven passing days, we aided the colonists in preparing their shelters. The wise among us carved on stones this date, for it was the first of our time, on Tellus. So should it be remembered."
"After I had seen to it that the wall for the city was built, there was a feast among us. Though it was meager, it was enjoyed for the good company assembled. At that, we christened the village Salvation. It was done so, because the One appointed to us the task of making Tellus a bastion of Order, Truth, and Light. With this first step, we were beginning to earn our salvation."
Among several complimentary mutters of respect from the Elders, Markas went on with his narration.
"And so we left that place. It was said all among us that it had been blessed by the One. And so was much of the land. For it had grass, water, and wood aplenty. Fruit and herbs were seen in abundance on the ground, and fowl and beast numerous in the bush. It was as almost as if Paradise were regained."
"We proceeded further inland. The land rose up to meet us, and there were hills. Larger than that of our land. As you know, we had three Disciples of the One. And I am ashamed to say this, but while I, and the warriors among our band, were cowardly, these men were greater."
"You see, There were many others in those gray and rocky lands. They wore no togas, nor did they have robes. Some had a scrap of cloth among them, or fig leaves stitched together. But many were naked. Their numbers were greater than ours, and so we were afraid.
But the Disciples had no fear among them, and went down to the barbarians. To our joy, they were not killed and eaten. While these tribesmen spoke a strange and difficult tongue, many words between them were understood."
One of the Elders, a wizened and gray man named Scipius, spoke in a quavering voice. "Ah...so then they must be of the Lost Peoples...fellow travelers from the Diaspora. They have been banished from Paradise like us...but were not among the Chosen."
As a few Assembly members started to debate this, Dominius called for order.
"Please! We can debate such matters at a later time. But this hour is for the recounting of the Northern Journey of Scout Markos and his men. You all would do well to remember that."
So Markos spoke again.
"The Disciples preached the story of Creation to the Lost Ones, and then spoke the Three Maxims to them. They repeated it in their halting language, and the smartest among them began to memorize it. After showing several examples of our script on small stone tablets, they immediately began to imitate it, scratching letters into the dirt with sticks."
"Their leaders were pleased when they heard of the teachings of the One. As one of their headmen spake, This seems familiar to us. Almost like a phrase that was once known, but forgotten. Perhaps our peoples were once one in Paradise. Perhaps...we could be one again."
"And the Disciples received many converts to the Church of the One that day. And we were awed, by both their bravery and persuasiveness. And many tribes sent gifts and tribute, that we have left in the Haggles. While many are still undecided about joining Veritas, and many have not yet heard of us, most tribes will. For they are light-skinned, like us...and many of them live in fear of men further north, with skin black as night."
"We saw some of these people. As we came further yet, perhaps to the very End of Tellus itself, we saw them. And truly, their skin was not white, but black. After seeing them, one of the spearmen made the Sign of the One** and said this, Who are these demons? They are not human...how could they be? For they are made of Darkness, and not Light as we are."
"After seeing these people, we spoke to some. We cannot pronounce in our tongues the name of their land, but it starts with Z. They refused to convert to the Church of the one, following instead some deity named Zen. Many of them live by the water, as we do. But others live in high hills, called mountains by the tribes, and dwell near the clouds.
There were many of them, and they seemed hostile, so we fled south. But that was the end of our journey. And we passed into the South. But the Disciples stayed thence, choosing to spread their creed further. For that, they remain the greatest among us."
"And thus did our great voyage end, in the eleventh day of the tenth moon of the two hundred and seventy-fifth year after the Diaspora of Peoples. And Light be unto you.***"
A brief bit of silence...and then total chaos, as Assembly members and Elders alike called for war, peace, diplomacy, and tribute. Speculations, threats, and hopes alike were all spoken at the same time, with High Elder Dominius futilely yelling for order.
As the Assemblum Popularum Veritasum argued, none noticed Markos making a small gesture of respect, and quickly hurrying out of the chamber.
"Phew," he said, relieved. "If I had to talk like that all day, my mouth would probably fall off."
*A respectful phrase of greeting.
**Similar to the Sign of the Cross in OTL, due to the Trinity of Virtues, as Order, Truth, and Light are commonly called.
***A respectful phrase of parting.
And now, a little story of my own.
Discoveries
The Assemblum, with the Elder Council at it's head, were sitting in debate, as they usually did, when the first scouts returned. The methods for the most efficient and effective disposal of wastewater were tabled for the day, as the entire body listened to the reports of Chief Scout Markas.
The young man entered the chamber. Laying prostrate as was custom, he spoke the customary words of greeting.
"Good fathers and lords, hear my cry,* for this is the tale of the journey of my men and I.
"By the One's grace, and by the holding of Light and Truth in our hearts, and Order in our minds, we have passed through fire and water, to return to you. By our steadfast recitation of the Three Maxims, have we turned back from the Void, even though we walk in it."
Chief Elder Dominius gestured. "Please continue."
"On the seventh day, of the sixth moon, of the two hundred and seventy-fifth year after the Diaspora of Peoples, my men and two galleys left Veritas, to explore the Void, that we might turn it to our will."
One Assembly member coughed. Markas continued.
"We passed into the North, as was ordered with us. It seemed almost like a second Diaspora, for there were many other ships with us. These all carried colonists. One of my sailors said this, however. He spoke thus, Truly this is an Diaspora of Joy, for now we do not leave Paradise, but go forth to make one of our own."
Dominius smilied. "And so should it be written." As several scribes rushed off to do just that, the Scout commander continued.
"We disembarked on the shore. For seven passing days, we aided the colonists in preparing their shelters. The wise among us carved on stones this date, for it was the first of our time, on Tellus. So should it be remembered."
"After I had seen to it that the wall for the city was built, there was a feast among us. Though it was meager, it was enjoyed for the good company assembled. At that, we christened the village Salvation. It was done so, because the One appointed to us the task of making Tellus a bastion of Order, Truth, and Light. With this first step, we were beginning to earn our salvation."
Among several complimentary mutters of respect from the Elders, Markas went on with his narration.
"And so we left that place. It was said all among us that it had been blessed by the One. And so was much of the land. For it had grass, water, and wood aplenty. Fruit and herbs were seen in abundance on the ground, and fowl and beast numerous in the bush. It was as almost as if Paradise were regained."
"We proceeded further inland. The land rose up to meet us, and there were hills. Larger than that of our land. As you know, we had three Disciples of the One. And I am ashamed to say this, but while I, and the warriors among our band, were cowardly, these men were greater."
"You see, There were many others in those gray and rocky lands. They wore no togas, nor did they have robes. Some had a scrap of cloth among them, or fig leaves stitched together. But many were naked. Their numbers were greater than ours, and so we were afraid.
But the Disciples had no fear among them, and went down to the barbarians. To our joy, they were not killed and eaten. While these tribesmen spoke a strange and difficult tongue, many words between them were understood."
One of the Elders, a wizened and gray man named Scipius, spoke in a quavering voice. "Ah...so then they must be of the Lost Peoples...fellow travelers from the Diaspora. They have been banished from Paradise like us...but were not among the Chosen."
As a few Assembly members started to debate this, Dominius called for order.
"Please! We can debate such matters at a later time. But this hour is for the recounting of the Northern Journey of Scout Markos and his men. You all would do well to remember that."
So Markos spoke again.
"The Disciples preached the story of Creation to the Lost Ones, and then spoke the Three Maxims to them. They repeated it in their halting language, and the smartest among them began to memorize it. After showing several examples of our script on small stone tablets, they immediately began to imitate it, scratching letters into the dirt with sticks."
"Their leaders were pleased when they heard of the teachings of the One. As one of their headmen spake, This seems familiar to us. Almost like a phrase that was once known, but forgotten. Perhaps our peoples were once one in Paradise. Perhaps...we could be one again."
"And the Disciples received many converts to the Church of the One that day. And we were awed, by both their bravery and persuasiveness. And many tribes sent gifts and tribute, that we have left in the Haggles. While many are still undecided about joining Veritas, and many have not yet heard of us, most tribes will. For they are light-skinned, like us...and many of them live in fear of men further north, with skin black as night."
"We saw some of these people. As we came further yet, perhaps to the very End of Tellus itself, we saw them. And truly, their skin was not white, but black. After seeing them, one of the spearmen made the Sign of the One** and said this, Who are these demons? They are not human...how could they be? For they are made of Darkness, and not Light as we are."
"After seeing these people, we spoke to some. We cannot pronounce in our tongues the name of their land, but it starts with Z. They refused to convert to the Church of the one, following instead some deity named Zen. Many of them live by the water, as we do. But others live in high hills, called mountains by the tribes, and dwell near the clouds.
There were many of them, and they seemed hostile, so we fled south. But that was the end of our journey. And we passed into the South. But the Disciples stayed thence, choosing to spread their creed further. For that, they remain the greatest among us."
"And thus did our great voyage end, in the eleventh day of the tenth moon of the two hundred and seventy-fifth year after the Diaspora of Peoples. And Light be unto you.***"
A brief bit of silence...and then total chaos, as Assembly members and Elders alike called for war, peace, diplomacy, and tribute. Speculations, threats, and hopes alike were all spoken at the same time, with High Elder Dominius futilely yelling for order.
As the Assemblum Popularum Veritasum argued, none noticed Markos making a small gesture of respect, and quickly hurrying out of the chamber.
"Phew," he said, relieved. "If I had to talk like that all day, my mouth would probably fall off."
*A respectful phrase of greeting.
**Similar to the Sign of the Cross in OTL, due to the Trinity of Virtues, as Order, Truth, and Light are commonly called.
***A respectful phrase of parting.
jalapeno_dude
AKA Panda Judo Eel
Stop writing such long stories, Thlayli! It makes us look bad! 
jalapeno_dude
AKA Panda Judo Eel
I tend to write Bible-type stories, and it's hard to stretch those out very long if you're dealing with actual history. But I might write some dialogue-type stories later...
OOC: The Khemrian Calender has much Religious importance. As such it will be followed by a more indepth study of the Khermian Religion, exerpts from its Holy Books (or Oral traditions etc).
The Religious Calender of Khemri was developed in Khemri's early periods, when the peopls still worshipped animal gods, and other such Deities. It has since then developed, however the Calender is to all intents and purposes the same.
The Calender, named Nikkal, after the Moon Goddess of Khemrian Animilism. And as such is a lunar calender, this calender system quickly drifted away from the seasons. Although it kept in time with other important events such as the tides.
The First day of a month was the day Nikkal was reborn. A new moon arose, and small feasts were held. The moon waxed and waned, and during a full moon, another feast was held. It was in the Summer that during one of these months the Girls available for marriage came out and presented themselves. They were able on this lone day to seek a man for themselves, rather than the traditional Man seeking Women.
However with the development in the Animilism to the Khemrians Panthenon of Gods, the Calender was shifted to a LunaSolar one. Where each year is made up of 13 months and every three or so years there are 13 months. This Extra month is often the cause of much feasting in the Khemrian Cities, and it is seen as a time of much rejoicing (see Khemrian Religion).
The LunarSolar Calender is still named Nikkal, although in the Panthenon, Nikkal is now married to Ra, God of the Sun. This symbolises the joining of the two in this Calender.
The Current year is roughly 200.
The Religious Calender of Khemri was developed in Khemri's early periods, when the peopls still worshipped animal gods, and other such Deities. It has since then developed, however the Calender is to all intents and purposes the same.
The Calender, named Nikkal, after the Moon Goddess of Khemrian Animilism. And as such is a lunar calender, this calender system quickly drifted away from the seasons. Although it kept in time with other important events such as the tides.
The First day of a month was the day Nikkal was reborn. A new moon arose, and small feasts were held. The moon waxed and waned, and during a full moon, another feast was held. It was in the Summer that during one of these months the Girls available for marriage came out and presented themselves. They were able on this lone day to seek a man for themselves, rather than the traditional Man seeking Women.
However with the development in the Animilism to the Khemrians Panthenon of Gods, the Calender was shifted to a LunaSolar one. Where each year is made up of 13 months and every three or so years there are 13 months. This Extra month is often the cause of much feasting in the Khemrian Cities, and it is seen as a time of much rejoicing (see Khemrian Religion).
The LunarSolar Calender is still named Nikkal, although in the Panthenon, Nikkal is now married to Ra, God of the Sun. This symbolises the joining of the two in this Calender.
The Current year is roughly 200.
Khemrian Writing was first Produced in clay, and was originally seen as part of the Potters craft. However this fell into Disuse after the invention of papyrus.
Cyperus, a plant found on the banks of the River Khim, in the more boggy/marshy areas. The plant is a long stem, with a grassy tuft on the top.
The stem could be used for many things. It was often used to make a simple rope, basketing and other small things. As a last resort it could be used in a particularly foul meal, named cyper. Which was said to have been the foodstuff of choice of criminals awaiting execution.
However it is its use as a writing material that is most well known in the current world today.
A sheet of papyrus is made from the stem of the plant. The outer rind is first stripped off, and the sticky fibrous inner pith is cut lengthwise into thin strips of about 40 cm long. The strips are then placed side by side on a hard surface, with their edges slightly overlapping, and then another layer of strips is laid on top at a right angle. The strips may have been soaked in water long enough for decomposition to begin, perhaps increasing adhesion, but this is not certain. While still moist, the two layers are hammered together, mashing the layers into a single sheet. The sheet is then dried under pressure. After drying, the sheet of papyrus is polished with some rounded object, possibly a stone.
To form the long strip that a scroll required, a number of such sheets were united, placed so that all the horizontal fibres parallel with the roll's length were on one side, all the vertical fibres on the other
The King has a virtual monoploy over such a produce, as the comoners as a rule do not use it, being illiterate. King Alexander has been thinking of exporting this produce, but is unsure wether other countries would use it.
Cyperus, a plant found on the banks of the River Khim, in the more boggy/marshy areas. The plant is a long stem, with a grassy tuft on the top.
The stem could be used for many things. It was often used to make a simple rope, basketing and other small things. As a last resort it could be used in a particularly foul meal, named cyper. Which was said to have been the foodstuff of choice of criminals awaiting execution.
However it is its use as a writing material that is most well known in the current world today.
A sheet of papyrus is made from the stem of the plant. The outer rind is first stripped off, and the sticky fibrous inner pith is cut lengthwise into thin strips of about 40 cm long. The strips are then placed side by side on a hard surface, with their edges slightly overlapping, and then another layer of strips is laid on top at a right angle. The strips may have been soaked in water long enough for decomposition to begin, perhaps increasing adhesion, but this is not certain. While still moist, the two layers are hammered together, mashing the layers into a single sheet. The sheet is then dried under pressure. After drying, the sheet of papyrus is polished with some rounded object, possibly a stone.
To form the long strip that a scroll required, a number of such sheets were united, placed so that all the horizontal fibres parallel with the roll's length were on one side, all the vertical fibres on the other
The King has a virtual monoploy over such a produce, as the comoners as a rule do not use it, being illiterate. King Alexander has been thinking of exporting this produce, but is unsure wether other countries would use it.
Writing, A vital part of any nations Culture.
The Khemrian Script is one that is based purly on consonants, vowels being indicated by adding ',~ to the letters in the right places.
The original Khemrian writing system was initially derived from a system of clay tokens used to represent commodities. This has evolved into a method of keeping accounts, using imprints of a wedge-shaped stylus, at first only for numbers, and finally a general purpose writing system. This writing system was originally a logographic writing system, but has begun to evolve phonetic elements. And thus the current writing system, abjad. Is still evolving.
OOC: Stories
Sorry giving my nation a good foundation.
The Khemrian Script is one that is based purly on consonants, vowels being indicated by adding ',~ to the letters in the right places.
The original Khemrian writing system was initially derived from a system of clay tokens used to represent commodities. This has evolved into a method of keeping accounts, using imprints of a wedge-shaped stylus, at first only for numbers, and finally a general purpose writing system. This writing system was originally a logographic writing system, but has begun to evolve phonetic elements. And thus the current writing system, abjad. Is still evolving.
OOC: Stories
Sorry giving my nation a good foundation.
Thlayli
Le Pétit Prince
We forgive you. 
EDIT: Any chance we might start using metal soon, Iggy?
EDIT: Any chance we might start using metal soon, Iggy?
Thlayli
Le Pétit Prince
A few small clarifications...Tellus is Veritasans name for the entire world, (although it could just apply to this continent) and they believe that their Paradise was across the ocean, and not on the nearby coastline.
Whether that's true or not, who knows.
Also, the year of the update is 225 P.D, or Post Diaspora.
Whether that's true or not, who knows.
Also, the year of the update is 225 P.D, or Post Diaspora.
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