stMjMNES2: Sands of Time

Thanks. Making my nation right away.
 
Nation: Furria
Ruler/player: Jeremia of Torah/ Silver STEAK
Millitary: 5 Hundreds
Government: Theocracy
Religion: Phionism
Economy: Normal (+1)
Infrastructre: Barely Exsistant
Education: Stupid
Confidence: Tolerant
Culture: Average
Wonders: None
Descrption: Jeremia is one of the Scholars, a mythic otherworldly entity who guides the priests of Furria through visions and miracles. Jeremia is only a servant of Phion, the primary deity of the Furrian religion. The Church levies taxes from believers, and in turn provide wisdom and security through the priests and warrior templars. Anyone can become a priest, as long as they have the gift of divination and prophesy. Most, however, grow up in monasteries to acquire knowledge as well as divine wisdom.
 
@MjM: you still haven't changed Azash's stats. Do this now. Meanwhile, a story:

Pelzan stood before his class and hid a tiny smile. He was finally getting somewhere with his students. The study of the old texts was an arduous one - he should know, he had taken the exam himself - but an essential part of the training. The training to be rulers, priests and protectors. True, most of his students were not very aspiring, and many had already quit due to the strict discipline and hard work. But those who came through the fire would be pure, and truly shine in the eyes of the people.

Just as he did. In the eyes of his students. He was hated for his mercilessness and rash admonishments. But he knew they respected him like no other. And they should - they were lucky enough to be accepted into the monastery. Otherwise, they would have close to no chance to serve in the Church. He demanded respect, and expected gratitude. After all, he could not be held responsible for graduating less than perfect students.

After slowly walking back and forth in front of the class who were sitting by their low desks, he began the questioning again.

"Delama, what is the proper way to lead a nation?"

"By example." was the brief but consise answer.

"True. How does one become a proper example?"

"By maintaining order in the family."

Pelzan turned to another,

"And by what means does one maintain order in the family?"

"By self-discipline and self-improvement."

And another,

"How does one attain the clarity to improve oneself?"

"Through honest thoughts and truthfulness,"

"And how does one attain those virtues?"

"By extending one's knowledge to the very limit."

"And the only way to extend one's knowledge is to study," Pelzan finished.

"You know how to spell the principles, but do not think you know them. Their meaning is beyond your grasp. Study and strive to enlightenment, then, for you shall not know the day we name to be your Judgment Day. On that day, you will either rise to glory and serve the people in the Church, or you will be cast out."

He did not have to spell out the last: that they would be given no second chance to rise to power outside the monastery. Naturally, noone who did not make it under the best of teaching would be admitted in the Church afterwards.

Some longed to be tested, others were terrified at facing it. He had been neither, for he was sure he would not graduate. But here he was, teaching the newest class in the monastery. The pressure he felt while in their seats wasn't as harsh as reality. But they need not know. The joy and pride that came after was well worth it. And it kept their mouthes shut in the meanwhile.

Pelzan hid another smile, and continued.

"Right, class. It's time for me to review your essays about the Old Classics."
 
If you were wondering, here is a brief run-through of Phionism.

You see, although most of the priests and warrior templars are graduated from monasteries, this is not the case with all of them. There are some who have studied on their own, or have otherwise earned their position as servants of Phion. Some of these are of higher rank as well, but those represented among the Cardinals are rare indeed.

Most of the wildswans, which is the term of every Church member who have not graduated from a monastery, are plain scholars or teachers. Many others are worriors who have served long and well in the army. These are admitted into the Church only through recommendation, and by approval of the Cardinals. They will also be mentored by a seasoned priest, just like every new member of the Church.

Mentorship works in the way of mutual responsibility. Usually, the mentor is the teacher, who is formally charged with his/her student after graduation. Then, the mentor must maintain watch for a period of five years, upon which the charge is considered independent and suited for mentoring others. Although the formal period is only five years, the mentor and the charge is inseparably tied for life, for good and bad. Mentors often act as parents for their charges, since all members of the Church must cut off ties to their families. Such a strong relationship is invaluable for the new in the Church, and many develop great friendships over the years. If a graduated student turns out to be a failure, it will have consequences for the mentor as well, so staying close is not only for hugs and nice chats.

The warrior templars are actually more often wildswans than not. This is of course because of the martial aspect of their service. Only the generals are required to be thoroughly schooled in the ways of Phionism, but they do not have as great influence in the Church as the scholars do. Most regular soldiers are not graduates at all, but men-at-arms who have focused only on warfare in the monasteries. These are not directly shunned or less respected since their role is equally important to the people as the scholars'. They require both wisdom and protection. Still, the government needs to be strong, and the penis mightier than the sword.

Now you might think that only the rich people get offices and high ranks. This is not true. Remember that selection is done through the ones who have the gift of divination and prophesy. This is one of the basic criteria to be allowed into a monastery at all, aside from a bright mind and physical health. True, bribery and tweaking happens on a few occasions, but the mentors are very reluctant when they think of being held responsible for graduating a failure or a nincompoop. And on the other hand, attempted bribery is severely punished under Furrian law as well.

If you want me to sum up Phionism in one word, fellow-feeling might be it. The golden rule and all that. The most important thing is to secure a stable and just rule. The key virtue is enlightenment. The patron deity of all learning and wisdom is Phion. The Guide or Scholar who represents Phion for Furria is Jeremia. Phion is therefore an otherworldly entity who is represented in many different world, one for each of his servants, and Furria is only one of them.
 
When is the update coming?
 
Orders send.. and now the Fennian saga continues..

Spirit of an Eagle

"You know, Per, I was just a few years old when our people came here, to the Bloody Torrent. I still remember the cold winters of the north.." said Shaman Paarma. He was the third religious leader in the city of Perkele, the greatest religion center in the Bloody Torrent.

It had been 70 years since the Fennians had settled the Bloody Torrent. And Shaman Paarma, in his early 80's, often drowned in his sea of memories when he would have been supposed to concentrate on something quite else.

"Yes, shaman, we have heard this story a billion times", mumbled Count Per Brahe III.

"Eagle.. spirit of an eagle.." mumbeled the old shaman.

"What? asked Per, with a shocked look on his eyes. The shaman - who Per had for years believed to be nothing but a big phony - had suddenly fell in a state of trance! The spirit of an eagle was talking to him..

"The Eye of an Eagle has seen our land. And he is happy with the location; we have prayed for their help and they will give it to us! They want us to know.. that north from here.. we will find what we need", mumbled the shaman.

"What are you talking about? Who are helping us?"

"The eagles.."

***

Per didn't quite know what to think, but he decided to send people to the north anyway. They travelled and the air was already getting colder - when suddenly someone yelled:

"LOOK!"

There was a pile of stone right in front of them. Per smiled.

"With these resources, we are going to be rich!"

That night everyone prayed the Eagle and thanked his spirit.
 
THULE ARYANA

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The city of Thule was created acording to legend by the ancient ones. Stories remembered from generation to generation on how everything was different in the past, when the men were soldiers and their work was to provide to the family a simple way of life.
The revolution brought by the incention of the ship has changed the society, men put the spear away and took the sail. Shipping brought fish to the table and gold from the trade. Thule is now among the richest nations in the known world. And a matter of fact one of the only large scale explorers of the sea. however the sword is not to remain kept at home, but a new generation of warriors would soon carry it and protect Thule, a strong powerfull and rich Thule.
This was the first chapter of its history, very modest, but with a lot of future.​
 
When is the update due, anyway?
 
Good. I'm not sending orders, if you were wondering. I think I made that clear a bit up. Or did I? I'm joining officially this update.
 
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