I finally recieved the activation Email. Anyway, I'd like to play the Bannor, if you'd let me. Here is my starting story, I hope it's good:
Lord Commander Constans had returned to the palace of Warrior's Promise, so named because of his proclamation that as long as it stood, Mazrea will never be threathened by another period of suffering. He had been among the scholars at Eagle's Haven, debating on the properties of the white slab they found there. Shortly after, he had made a series of surprise inspections to the new mines in the northern mountains to see if decent production had begun yet. He later made several trips to the east in response to rumours of the Bannor's old capital, and the Holy of Holies where the Angel Sabathiel still waited to resume communion with them.
He had failed to find it. He came back to the palace with his retinue, hoping at least that the Council had kept order in his abscence. He hoped wrong. The forces in the west had encountered the Ngomele, a race of gnolls who had returned to savagery after Auric's reign, and the Kuriotates, who haven't. In a move that he considered idiotic, the Council had started a series of skirmishes against both factions, culiminating in a battle for an iron city, which the Kuriotates won. They had been busy massing armies for a conquest of the west when he had returned.
"Foolishness! Rank foolishness!" After hearing the news, he had called together the Council and told them excatly what he tought of their doings.
"But, they were abdominations! And people who consorted with abdominations!"
"Did they worship demons? Toy with the borders between life and death? Attempted to bring another unnatural winter to Mazrea?"
"N-No, but..."
"Then they were not abdominations! Only people who do those deeds deserve that label."
The councilman who had argued with him slumped back in his seat, defeated.
"The mountains are rich with their own metals! There are fertile lands to the east and south lived on by no one except barbarians and greenskins! Why spend our strength on dedicated foes on the west, when we could be winning an empire that would save the world?"
The rest of the councilmen were now attentive, ready to recive orders from the greatest warrior since the Age of Rebirth.
"Envoys are to be sent to the Iron City. They will acknowledge it's conquest, and propose a treaty that would allow trade between our nations and free rein for them in the west. At the same time, send a force to the island just southwest of our city, and have them build fortifications in order to secure our position against the gnolls. The scholars at Eagle's Haven are to be both watched and encouraged to rediscover the secrets of magic and restore communion with Junil. We need to strengthen ourselves, we cannot be cought off-guard."
"We must have victory." He then left, black cloak trailing behind him.
((OOC: Can there be multiple Altars of the Luonnotar in Mazrea? That was what I intended the white slab to be, but I can use it differently depending on your answer. Anyway, I hope I did well!))
Edit: Accidentally made the post before I even finished half of it. Here's the full story.
Edit 2: I hope I do better next post. This one wasn't as good as I imagined it.