D'Artagnan59
The Gascon
Doesn't the Pyramids generate 2 Culture per turn?
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MilarNES: Birth of A Civilization
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Milarqui
Deity
No, they only gave you 2 Culture after finishing them.
From: Nootka
To: Seri
We would like to know whether you might be interested in opening trade with us.
EDIT: Just to be clear: Warriors never become obsolete. They will always be available to anyone that wishes to have an army, but remember that, as time passes, they will become worse soldiers when compared to the normal soldier of the age, and will only be useful if used in guerrilla-like tactics or en masse.
From: Nootka
To: Seri
We would like to know whether you might be interested in opening trade with us.
EDIT: Just to be clear: Warriors never become obsolete. They will always be available to anyone that wishes to have an army, but remember that, as time passes, they will become worse soldiers when compared to the normal soldier of the age, and will only be useful if used in guerrilla-like tactics or en masse.
c&cciv3
Warlord
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Good Update but I few questions,
1.I Should have the units which I builded last turn and also shouldn't I have invested 1.75EC in Bronze Working as well?
2.How much will cost to upgrade my Slingers to Atlatls, is the different in price between to units (i.e 0.25 per unit)? Or something else and please give example.
3.Also how did my warrior die, in the update you didn't say how or by who?
From: Seri
To: Nootka
We agree to trade.
Edit: Edited because I didn't feel like double posting
1.I Should have the units which I builded last turn and also shouldn't I have invested 1.75EC in Bronze Working as well?
2.How much will cost to upgrade my Slingers to Atlatls, is the different in price between to units (i.e 0.25 per unit)? Or something else and please give example.
3.Also how did my warrior die, in the update you didn't say how or by who?
From: Seri
To: Nootka
We agree to trade.
Edit: Edited because I didn't feel like double posting
Milarqui
Deity
1. Sorry. Send me last turn's orders and I'll correct the mistake.
2. It costs half your army level times the difference of cost between units. For example, with an army level of 4, it would cost 2 x 0.25 = 0.5 EC to upgrade 1 Slinger into an Atlatl.
3. The exhaustion of colonising so much around (pitiful excuse, I know).
And no, there are no negative effects to disbanding units.
Immaculate
unerring
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Orders in. I hope that the nations i traded with don't forget their deals in the orders.
The journey was long and difficult. I didnt know much about the size and shape of the empire, but I was sure we didnt really take the shortest route
It started in a warm but fertile area called Shawea or Home. From there we took the southern route through the desert. The heat was unbearable, it felt like I was cooking. Some of our weaker pilgrims died before we even reached the first oasis.
From there on it got much easier. The rest stops were used to pray, prepare for the religious moment they faced and to regain strenght. From the desert we crossed endless plains with weird animals and dark, funny speaking people. The mosquitoes where like vampire bats and progress was slow. A few of the pilgrims decided to stop the quest, and stayed in a small town called Asthuque.
The guides said it wasnt far from here, and after a few more weeks the sea was once again in sight. Our goal was very close now! While waiting for the ship to leave we prayed and dreamed about our quest, almost coming to an end.
The sea was wild, the boat small, and my stomach empty. This trip almost didnt seem worth all the suffering. After a full day on the sea we finally reached our destination. The sight of this great Temple, with the images of Achamán and his brothers, sisters and parent! I was ready to give myself to the Temple, and to learn the way of Achamán.
We started the quest with 206 people, and the 25 that finally reached the Temple of Achamán were the chosen ones .
It started in a warm but fertile area called Shawea or Home. From there we took the southern route through the desert. The heat was unbearable, it felt like I was cooking. Some of our weaker pilgrims died before we even reached the first oasis.
From there on it got much easier. The rest stops were used to pray, prepare for the religious moment they faced and to regain strenght. From the desert we crossed endless plains with weird animals and dark, funny speaking people. The mosquitoes where like vampire bats and progress was slow. A few of the pilgrims decided to stop the quest, and stayed in a small town called Asthuque.
The guides said it wasnt far from here, and after a few more weeks the sea was once again in sight. Our goal was very close now! While waiting for the ship to leave we prayed and dreamed about our quest, almost coming to an end.
The sea was wild, the boat small, and my stomach empty. This trip almost didnt seem worth all the suffering. After a full day on the sea we finally reached our destination. The sight of this great Temple, with the images of Achamán and his brothers, sisters and parent! I was ready to give myself to the Temple, and to learn the way of Achamán.
We started the quest with 206 people, and the 25 that finally reached the Temple of Achamán were the chosen ones .
Haseri
Emperor
The land the God-Emperor controlled by 350 AB
Loikáv
1: Loisibu
2: Loiphsetl
3: Loihede
4: Loijoiaetnaete
5: Loiedaenh
6: Loilyetaege
7: Loietetny
8: Loivaeivev
Loiezilae
9: Loirezilae
11: Loivyaermisn
12: Loiyáséraeá
Loimáetke
10: Loimáetke
Loidense
13: Loidense
14: Loivhssyoil
15: Loivivi
16: Loiyephpe
17: Loietoimael
Loidehrehlaee
18: Loidehrehlaee
19: Loidáś
Un-numbered (D'oh): Loiqeste
Spoiler :
Loikáv
1: Loisibu
2: Loiphsetl
3: Loihede
4: Loijoiaetnaete
5: Loiedaenh
6: Loilyetaege
7: Loietetny
8: Loivaeivev
Loiezilae
9: Loirezilae
11: Loivyaermisn
12: Loiyáséraeá
Loimáetke
10: Loimáetke
Loidense
13: Loidense
14: Loivhssyoil
15: Loivivi
16: Loiyephpe
17: Loietoimael
Loidehrehlaee
18: Loidehrehlaee
19: Loidáś
Un-numbered (D'oh): Loiqeste
Milarqui
Deity
Sending orders from this moment till next Thrusday will result in those orders being followed but penalized for not sending them before. (Not my fault if you didn't read what I said before!)
Meaning, the following nations will be penalised:
Asia: Shanjuó, Singodia
Europe: Gaulic Confederation, Idyll (will go NPC), United Tribes of Milan.
Meaning, the following nations will be penalised:
Asia: Shanjuó, Singodia
Europe: Gaulic Confederation, Idyll (will go NPC), United Tribes of Milan.
Terrance888
Discord Reigns
No! Please, I got cut off while checking for spelling mistakes! Please! Working on all my tiny trades NOW!
Milarqui
Deity
Very important thread: NESers Census.
Abaddon
Deity
shiv, i didn't recognise you with avatar change! order due?
Immaculate
unerring
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The Business of Babylon is Business: The Grand Bazaar
The polytheistic Babylonians worshipped many gods, and for such business-minded people, it wasnt surprising that the god of the ascetic was a relatively unpopular god. His priests begged for their daily food and did not have any material possessions. They spent their days wandering the streets providing aid where they could and praying for spiritual wisdom. They would regularly deprive themselves of food, water, or sleep so as to harden their minds and free their souls.
Today, one such ascetic was travelling the streets of Babylon, seeing the shops and people, homes and merchandise with fresh eyes, eyes that had not slept for over six days. The ascetic marvelled at the industry of the busy Babylonians; he had come to the grand bazaar.
The Grand Bazaar of Babylon was one of the largest covered markets in the world with more than 50 streets, over 1200 shops and between 50,000-100,000 visitors daily. It is well known for its jewellery, pottery, spice, carpet shops and slave auctions. Many of the stalls in the bazaar are grouped by type of goods, with special areas for leather goods, pork soda and the like. The bazaar itself contains several caravanserais to accommodate visiting merchant caravans as well as providing stabling and inn services to individual merchants from across the world.
And it had all come about how? The ascetic had never heard of any formal government projects or funding or even planning. It was the work of industrious traders and merchants who had travelled to the far reaches of distant lands carrying spices, perfumes, carpets, inks, holy inscriptions, gold and returned with tin, wool, pottery and ceramics, timber and woodwork
The ascetic came to a shop that sold pressed tin cutlery, a luxury from distant Gaul. Another shop sold rosewood incense, from not so distant Damiettia. Another shop sold intricately worked pottery and glazes from Roman lands. Here were beautiful exotic slaves from Milan.
The industry, the ceaseless efforts were overwealming for the ascetic; it was opposite to everything he believed in. Dozens of these merchants, nay hundreds or even thousands could die and yet the market would continue, the flow of goods would not stop, the tinkling sounds of coins changing hands would never cease.
And yet, if the ascetics will faltered for but a second, his philosophy would drain from his enlightened soul like water from a cracked amphora.
But wait, what was this little crystal trinket? Curiously clear yet glinting in the sun, a bauble to aid in meditation perhaps? Suddenly the ascetic wished he had coin with which to purchase the crystal.
No the market's pull could never be stopped. It was greater than one man. It was greater than one philosophy. It was the heart of Babylon.
The polytheistic Babylonians worshipped many gods, and for such business-minded people, it wasnt surprising that the god of the ascetic was a relatively unpopular god. His priests begged for their daily food and did not have any material possessions. They spent their days wandering the streets providing aid where they could and praying for spiritual wisdom. They would regularly deprive themselves of food, water, or sleep so as to harden their minds and free their souls.
Today, one such ascetic was travelling the streets of Babylon, seeing the shops and people, homes and merchandise with fresh eyes, eyes that had not slept for over six days. The ascetic marvelled at the industry of the busy Babylonians; he had come to the grand bazaar.
The Grand Bazaar of Babylon was one of the largest covered markets in the world with more than 50 streets, over 1200 shops and between 50,000-100,000 visitors daily. It is well known for its jewellery, pottery, spice, carpet shops and slave auctions. Many of the stalls in the bazaar are grouped by type of goods, with special areas for leather goods, pork soda and the like. The bazaar itself contains several caravanserais to accommodate visiting merchant caravans as well as providing stabling and inn services to individual merchants from across the world.
And it had all come about how? The ascetic had never heard of any formal government projects or funding or even planning. It was the work of industrious traders and merchants who had travelled to the far reaches of distant lands carrying spices, perfumes, carpets, inks, holy inscriptions, gold and returned with tin, wool, pottery and ceramics, timber and woodwork
The ascetic came to a shop that sold pressed tin cutlery, a luxury from distant Gaul. Another shop sold rosewood incense, from not so distant Damiettia. Another shop sold intricately worked pottery and glazes from Roman lands. Here were beautiful exotic slaves from Milan.
The industry, the ceaseless efforts were overwealming for the ascetic; it was opposite to everything he believed in. Dozens of these merchants, nay hundreds or even thousands could die and yet the market would continue, the flow of goods would not stop, the tinkling sounds of coins changing hands would never cease.
And yet, if the ascetics will faltered for but a second, his philosophy would drain from his enlightened soul like water from a cracked amphora.
But wait, what was this little crystal trinket? Curiously clear yet glinting in the sun, a bauble to aid in meditation perhaps? Suddenly the ascetic wished he had coin with which to purchase the crystal.
No the market's pull could never be stopped. It was greater than one man. It was greater than one philosophy. It was the heart of Babylon.
Dreadnought
Deity
Mil, I appreciate you helping out. I'm back now in full swing. 
Should I wait till after the next update?
Should I wait till after the next update?
Milarqui
Deity
Yeah. It would be better if you did.
Abaddon
Deity
CBA.
Continue to push into India, build ships and capture srilanka, add a third outpost between the current two.
Continue to push into India, build ships and capture srilanka, add a third outpost between the current two.
Arian
No more ghostbusting!!
Abaddon
Deity
Meh, they can whistle for it 
Abaddon
Deity
This is great news to us and we look forward to our borders meeting and our tradesmen working hard across them.
