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stNNES VI: A New Fantastic Point of View
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Qajar-Khitai (Empire of Qajar) (Kuahar Khitai) (Khitani)
Player/Ruler: Padishah Anushirvain Khan
Age: Iron Age
Religion: Shavir Siddhanta (Shaivism) (pronounced: Shy-vism) (sun worship)
Government: Celestial Monarchy
Income: 2
Army: 500 swordsmen, 500 archers
Navy: 10 fire galleys [if by water]
Optimal Support: 3/4
Units available:
Agriculture: Barren
Industry: Barbarian
Infrastructure: Single Track Dirt Roads
Education: Barbaric
Confidence: Beating
Culture: Brutish
Projects: None so far
In the Name of Siddhanta, the Beneficent, the Bright, the Merciful.
Praise be to him, the Cherisher and Sustainer of the Worlds, the bright, golden sun;
Most Gracious, Most Merciful;
Master of the Day of Judgment.
Thee do we worship, and Thine aid we seek.
Show us the straight way, the way of those on whom Thou hast bestowed Thy Grace, those whose portion is not wrath, and who go not astray.
-Shaivist Prayer
So begins the Sutra of Siddhanta, the prayer to Siddhanta, spirit of the sun. It is he we seek guidance from, most gracious most merciful. He bestows upon us his bright glory, he bestows the food on our tables, the livestock on our pastures. Were it not for his light we should be cast into a depraved darkness, starving for the way of truth. The Shah is his devotee, his disciple, and unto him you must recite -
"He is our lord, the One and only; Padishah, the Absolute; He begets not, nor is he begotten; and none is equal to him under the bright and everlasting sun."
- Customary introduction of the Padishah
Our people are mighty, rulers of this bountiful land. We speak in elegant sing-song, while others utter their barbaric grunts. Our eyes shaped like perfect almonds, open and aware, theirs but small slits, blind to the world. Our skin a golden hue, blessed by Siddhanta, theirs either burnt by his wrath, or pasty by depravity from his light. Empire is within us, descended as we are from the nobles of Saja and the great Empire of Gold, the empire of Aurian.
We hold the mandate of Siddhanta, the mandate of the Sun. None shall stand in our way, lest the eternal flames consume them.
-Anushirvain I Khan, Padishah of Qajar-Khitai, descendent of the Golden Empire
Player/Ruler: Padishah Anushirvain Khan
Age: Iron Age
Religion: Shavir Siddhanta (Shaivism) (pronounced: Shy-vism) (sun worship)
Government: Celestial Monarchy
Income: 2
Army: 500 swordsmen, 500 archers
Navy: 10 fire galleys [if by water]
Optimal Support: 3/4
Units available:
Agriculture: Barren
Industry: Barbarian
Infrastructure: Single Track Dirt Roads
Education: Barbaric
Confidence: Beating
Culture: Brutish
Projects: None so far
In the Name of Siddhanta, the Beneficent, the Bright, the Merciful.
Praise be to him, the Cherisher and Sustainer of the Worlds, the bright, golden sun;
Most Gracious, Most Merciful;
Master of the Day of Judgment.
Thee do we worship, and Thine aid we seek.
Show us the straight way, the way of those on whom Thou hast bestowed Thy Grace, those whose portion is not wrath, and who go not astray.
-Shaivist Prayer
So begins the Sutra of Siddhanta, the prayer to Siddhanta, spirit of the sun. It is he we seek guidance from, most gracious most merciful. He bestows upon us his bright glory, he bestows the food on our tables, the livestock on our pastures. Were it not for his light we should be cast into a depraved darkness, starving for the way of truth. The Shah is his devotee, his disciple, and unto him you must recite -
"He is our lord, the One and only; Padishah, the Absolute; He begets not, nor is he begotten; and none is equal to him under the bright and everlasting sun."
- Customary introduction of the Padishah
Our people are mighty, rulers of this bountiful land. We speak in elegant sing-song, while others utter their barbaric grunts. Our eyes shaped like perfect almonds, open and aware, theirs but small slits, blind to the world. Our skin a golden hue, blessed by Siddhanta, theirs either burnt by his wrath, or pasty by depravity from his light. Empire is within us, descended as we are from the nobles of Saja and the great Empire of Gold, the empire of Aurian.
We hold the mandate of Siddhanta, the mandate of the Sun. None shall stand in our way, lest the eternal flames consume them.
-Anushirvain I Khan, Padishah of Qajar-Khitai, descendent of the Golden Empire
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Note: I am elves.
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Well, I'm steaming along quite nicely. I'm a little less than halfway on this jolly history, and soon enough we will get to really begin.
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*coughs repeatedly and embarresedly*
Did I mention that my definition of Saturday extends well into Sunday?
Horribly sorry for the delay, again. But what the heck, I'll post what I have so far, as a teaser. I think I left off in the middle of a sentence, but oh well.
New Refuge
The settlers found themselves in a nearly virgin land in some respects. There were elvish cities, certainly, but they were scattered, and vast stretches of beautiful woodland lay between them.
The humans came, however, in a vast horde, millions of them from the ruins of the Eight Kingdoms. They had little respect for the woodlands; that is to say less than the elves and dwarves that populated the lands. They immediately set to destroying the woods, clear cutting them to establish kingdoms of their own.
Alkysynters, however, finally arrived on the scene, and as had been expected, he set them to rights, uniting the human population behind a single leader. He had them stop cutting the woods, or at least greatly downsize the lumbering operations. The elves, he declared, were their friends, and they would not do to offend their friends.
Thus the humans settled down in a great kingdom near what would later become the Sanaen Empire. Alkysynters, meanwhile, forged an alliance between the Elvish kingdoms of the forested plain and the Dwarvish kingdoms of the high mountains to fight the invader, who had finally recuperated from their wounds.
The combined forces of these lands managed to hold them off in a series of unspectacular skirmishes, however, it seemed to everyone that Alkysynters was only growing sadder by the year. Something of him had been lost at the Battle of the Last Refuge, and some said he was heard raging through the halls of his new kingdom, talking to people that werent there, asking them to go.
Meanwhile, the invader grew ever more persistent, and soon they seemed like they were close to breaking through.
Finally a group of mages, from all the races of the land, united in secret conference to discuss what had to be done. It was clear, they determined, that if the invader passed the Veil, it would not be a pretty sight. The elvish kingdoms would be able to withstand them in most likelihood, yes, but they would take many losses, especially if the human kingdoms joined the invader... And the humans had no great leader to try and fight the enemy. Akysynters was nearly dead, it was clear.
And so the Elvish king Miarel said that they would have to stop the enemy by magic, now. It was with a heavy heart that the mages performed what they did next, but with haste as well, for the enemy were close to breaking through.
It was in the Veil that their combined energies struck, a furious, tearing magic that brought forth the fires of hell unto the planet. Twenty two of the mountains in the Veil exploded in a fury, raining hellfire and brimstone on the world.
For a hundred years, the skies were darkened, and the kingdoms of old fell. When they reemerged, it would be an age of new heros, new glory, and new magic.
The Rise of the Aurian Empire
When the world reemerged from the blackness, the human inhabitants of this new land found the world in chaos. The old elvish order had fallen apart and there were now hundreds of petty kingdoms where there had once been one.
The humans, too, were now divided, and struggled against each other, brother fighting brother in those years. Until, of course, a hero like that of old rose to take the throne. King Fidian the Conqueror rose from being a king of an isolated kingdom to that of an empire. His mighty warhammer was the victor of a great many battles, and soon the forces of his reigned victorious, uniting the human kingdoms. With a new land, a new empire at his back, he turned his fury upon the elvish kingdoms.
This new war, the War of Races, as it were, was initially quite indecisive, but as time went on, King Fidians united empire won the day. Down to the Mountains of the Crescent, the Goldenwood, and the Vizakan Coast, and north to the Veil, a new empire of vast proportions, the Aurian Empire, was founded.
This new Empire, whose name could literally be translated as Golden, was indeed the height of its time.
For years the Empire was at peace and prosperity, at least in the central lands, but there were always barbarians at the gates. In the north, the Blinding Dunes swarmed with massive hosts replete with snow camels and mammoths. The east threatened them with their nomadic horse armies that had come in the wake of the old invader, a force which was fast and terrifying. In the south, of course, were the remnants of the Elvish kingdoms.
Yet each of these threats was soon dealt with, in a sense.
Deneheirn
A strange man, supposedly the bastard of some high lord or another, who had been sentenced to death for banditry, managed to gather an army around him. Tyrin Vedier. These were a mercenary group, a ragtag army of undisciplined ramshackle spearmen and swords, but he managed to reforge them into a hardened host of warriors.
Winning passage through Icesheer and avoiding the huge toll, by, in legend at least, a wrestling match, he fell upon the gathering barbarians with a sudden fury that startled them, and shattered them. In the confusion, thousands were slaughtered, and thousands more joined his newly enlarged army.
With this, he marched further north, raising castles as he went, to form a path through the Blinding Dunes. The largest of these was the Drifted Keep, this he awarded to his brother and heir.
North and north he marched, until he crossed the Frozen Ford (which to this day remains the favored crossing south of Deneheirn), from which he marched on into the center of a relatively fertile (if by fertile you mean not the Sahara of snow dunes and not the Shattered Sea), ground in between the rivers. Here he raised a huge castle of black stone, as if proclaiming the kingdom was born in evil and proud of it, and thus founded Deneheirn.
The nation was initially troubling to the Aurian Empire, but after about three expeditions, they decided perhaps it was better to just leave it alone, as a buffer between them and the barbarians. And so it prospered as the sole road between the wilds of the north and the nations of the south for trade.
Avernum
Avernum (besides being the first nation not created by the moderator of this NES included here) is an unusual nation in several respects. Firstly, it has the distinction of being a human nation founded in a mainly elvish land (though there are many elves in it). In addition, it was founded by an usually great hero. Also, it is one of the first human nations to be founded that werent simply vassals of the Aurian Empire in their conception.
No, this nation started independent and continued as a fully independent land, subjugating most of the elvish lands around it and becoming a respectable realm in its own right. And of course, at its head was Boros the Warrior. The fabled warrior, a well respected lancer of the Aurian Empire, had apparently crossed the mountains of the Crescent to found his own kingdom, nothing more, but his prowess in war meant that almost unintentionally the kingdom expanded to great heights.
His successors continued on this new path, and the nation of Avernum, though it eventually swore fealty to the Aurian Empire, was at peace with itself for centuries.
Megelan
The nation of Megelans founding is shrouded in mystery. Most legends say that it was founded by some hero of the Aurian Empire or another, but one of the more convincing tales that has surfaced points to it being founded by horse lord from the Black Steppes.
In any case, the nation soon rose above its peers, and conquered all its neighbors, founding a small empire at the shores of the Sea of Ever Warmth. These superb horsemen managed to combine chivalry with a certain talent for building castles, and they soon became known as the sword that held back the Black Steppes.
Swearing vassalage to the Aurian empire perhaps two hundred years after their founding, they too became an integral part of that empires armies.
Goldenfield
Meanwhile, to the south of the Aurian Empire, settlers who had struck out beyond the Goldenwood founded a city near the place where the three great rivers came together, and called it the Goldenfield (in the obviously original naming scheme of the area).
This was an area of, as the name might indicate, great agricultural fertility, and soon the harvests of Goldenfield became well known throughout the region as the most bountiful in all the land. It was also in a prime trade position between north and south, and made great use of this.
In any case, the area soon became almost as powerful as the Aurian Empire itself, but eventually an enterprising king noted that the latter had far more vassals to call to its banner, and thus, when the war came, Goldenfield immediately made peace by swearing allegiance to the Empire. Thereafter, the city became the Empires most populated and grand province.
Nippon
A proud nation of islanders came into being around the Sea of Sunrise, the land of the Nipponese. A nation apart from the Aurian Empire, they seem to share little similarity to the peoples of the Empire; they have been described as yellow of skin... Did I mention they were elvish?
The elves of Nippon were fearsome warriors in their own regard, master archers and swordsmen, and they were not an easy people to subdue by any means. Indeed, the Empire would have had to sacrifice a great many lives to try and gain it... But they didnt. In an astonishing move, the blood of Fidian the Conqueror, which had always maintained its purity before, had its latest son, Guiare the Wise, marry a princess of the islanders.
Thus, in a single stroke, the lands of Nippon became bound to that of the Aurian Empire, and the royal house became half elvish.
Vizaka
Oh yes, that impenetrable enigma of Vizaka.
No one quite knows how the Vizakans came to their current location. Indeed, as far as we can tell, the Vizakans were humans dwelling in the entirely elvish lands thousands of years before the days of Twilight.
All we really know is that they are an odd people with many odd customs, distinctive tile roofed architecture, a different god, who inhabit a rugged landscape and produce the best steel and mercenaries in the world.
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The Lands to the South
Of course, all was not happening in the north.
To the south of all this, the new Elvish kingdoms were slowly amalgamating into empires, however, they were not alone in this respect. Several human nations had gradually begun to form.
Of all the empires, that of Valua was seen to be the most prominent and glorious. The great domes of the capital with its massive walls soon became known as the greatest in the world. The city stood at a vital trade junction, with all the trade of the Bight going through it into the Crescent Seas.
Valua, though, was not exactly an empire in the traditional sense. It owned little territory overall, and perhaps this would be its undoing... At least for the first incarnation.
Besides it, though, the world of the south was filled with a variety of elvish nations, though little is known about them now.
Another nation of note was the Nurmaferians, who, legend said, had sailed from the Black Steppes all the way to their present location. Historians look at this with some incredulity, as the nations of the Black Steppes have never been noted sailors, but alas, it seems this is the only tale of substance we have on the origins of Nurmafer.
In any case, this particular nation worshiped Venus, and it slowly expanded, forming a small empire of its own among the Dusted Lands.
***************
The End of the Old
It was clear, about three hundred years ago, that the old lands were falling apart.
In the deep south was where change first came. The City of Valua was suddenly approached by a mass of strange invaders on horseback. Laying siege to the great city, they managed to reduce it in only three months time. From here, the great Khan, Resputa, as he was known, suddenly announced the foundation of the Saja Empire (pronounced sah hah, as they would tell ignorants time and time again).
Most dismissed this development as something minor. But Resputa proved himself to be a charismatic and effective leader, and striking out from this city with curved bow in hand, he soon led what became a legendary campaign of glory, smashing elvish kingdom after kingdom, and taking the majority of the south to his empire.
The new dynasty proved to be able administrators as well as warriors, and soon the land was crisscrossed with excellent roads, and the cities supplied with clean drinking water from long, well built aqueducts. The south prospered under their rule, and soon the small nations of Akklan and Sirellen freely swore allegiance to the Empire after seeing the wonders that it brought for their people.
Things in the north changed as well, but not for the better.
The glorious Aurian Empire was declining in power, and it soon became clear that the coinage was no longer anything which one could value goods by; the coins having been often made with just a coating of gold where once they were solid.
As the markets depleted in their wares, the people yearned for revolution, or something to bring them out. Something did.
That something was a new religion, known simply as the green, for it had no other name. Worshiping only one deity, that of life, they soon seeped into every aspect of life, and owned every type of establishment known. As they were great friends of the people, so they became great friends of the emperors. The Emperors soon became converts to this new religion... but it cost them dearly.
*****************
The Great Northern Collapse
It came, ironically not on a dark and stormy night, but on one of the nicer summer days.
The Emperor had just called council with the leaders of his nation, and they
Did I mention that my definition of Saturday extends well into Sunday?
Horribly sorry for the delay, again. But what the heck, I'll post what I have so far, as a teaser. I think I left off in the middle of a sentence, but oh well.
New Refuge
The settlers found themselves in a nearly virgin land in some respects. There were elvish cities, certainly, but they were scattered, and vast stretches of beautiful woodland lay between them.
The humans came, however, in a vast horde, millions of them from the ruins of the Eight Kingdoms. They had little respect for the woodlands; that is to say less than the elves and dwarves that populated the lands. They immediately set to destroying the woods, clear cutting them to establish kingdoms of their own.
Alkysynters, however, finally arrived on the scene, and as had been expected, he set them to rights, uniting the human population behind a single leader. He had them stop cutting the woods, or at least greatly downsize the lumbering operations. The elves, he declared, were their friends, and they would not do to offend their friends.
Thus the humans settled down in a great kingdom near what would later become the Sanaen Empire. Alkysynters, meanwhile, forged an alliance between the Elvish kingdoms of the forested plain and the Dwarvish kingdoms of the high mountains to fight the invader, who had finally recuperated from their wounds.
The combined forces of these lands managed to hold them off in a series of unspectacular skirmishes, however, it seemed to everyone that Alkysynters was only growing sadder by the year. Something of him had been lost at the Battle of the Last Refuge, and some said he was heard raging through the halls of his new kingdom, talking to people that werent there, asking them to go.
Meanwhile, the invader grew ever more persistent, and soon they seemed like they were close to breaking through.
Finally a group of mages, from all the races of the land, united in secret conference to discuss what had to be done. It was clear, they determined, that if the invader passed the Veil, it would not be a pretty sight. The elvish kingdoms would be able to withstand them in most likelihood, yes, but they would take many losses, especially if the human kingdoms joined the invader... And the humans had no great leader to try and fight the enemy. Akysynters was nearly dead, it was clear.
And so the Elvish king Miarel said that they would have to stop the enemy by magic, now. It was with a heavy heart that the mages performed what they did next, but with haste as well, for the enemy were close to breaking through.
It was in the Veil that their combined energies struck, a furious, tearing magic that brought forth the fires of hell unto the planet. Twenty two of the mountains in the Veil exploded in a fury, raining hellfire and brimstone on the world.
For a hundred years, the skies were darkened, and the kingdoms of old fell. When they reemerged, it would be an age of new heros, new glory, and new magic.
The Rise of the Aurian Empire
When the world reemerged from the blackness, the human inhabitants of this new land found the world in chaos. The old elvish order had fallen apart and there were now hundreds of petty kingdoms where there had once been one.
The humans, too, were now divided, and struggled against each other, brother fighting brother in those years. Until, of course, a hero like that of old rose to take the throne. King Fidian the Conqueror rose from being a king of an isolated kingdom to that of an empire. His mighty warhammer was the victor of a great many battles, and soon the forces of his reigned victorious, uniting the human kingdoms. With a new land, a new empire at his back, he turned his fury upon the elvish kingdoms.
This new war, the War of Races, as it were, was initially quite indecisive, but as time went on, King Fidians united empire won the day. Down to the Mountains of the Crescent, the Goldenwood, and the Vizakan Coast, and north to the Veil, a new empire of vast proportions, the Aurian Empire, was founded.
This new Empire, whose name could literally be translated as Golden, was indeed the height of its time.
For years the Empire was at peace and prosperity, at least in the central lands, but there were always barbarians at the gates. In the north, the Blinding Dunes swarmed with massive hosts replete with snow camels and mammoths. The east threatened them with their nomadic horse armies that had come in the wake of the old invader, a force which was fast and terrifying. In the south, of course, were the remnants of the Elvish kingdoms.
Yet each of these threats was soon dealt with, in a sense.
Deneheirn
A strange man, supposedly the bastard of some high lord or another, who had been sentenced to death for banditry, managed to gather an army around him. Tyrin Vedier. These were a mercenary group, a ragtag army of undisciplined ramshackle spearmen and swords, but he managed to reforge them into a hardened host of warriors.
Winning passage through Icesheer and avoiding the huge toll, by, in legend at least, a wrestling match, he fell upon the gathering barbarians with a sudden fury that startled them, and shattered them. In the confusion, thousands were slaughtered, and thousands more joined his newly enlarged army.
With this, he marched further north, raising castles as he went, to form a path through the Blinding Dunes. The largest of these was the Drifted Keep, this he awarded to his brother and heir.
North and north he marched, until he crossed the Frozen Ford (which to this day remains the favored crossing south of Deneheirn), from which he marched on into the center of a relatively fertile (if by fertile you mean not the Sahara of snow dunes and not the Shattered Sea), ground in between the rivers. Here he raised a huge castle of black stone, as if proclaiming the kingdom was born in evil and proud of it, and thus founded Deneheirn.
The nation was initially troubling to the Aurian Empire, but after about three expeditions, they decided perhaps it was better to just leave it alone, as a buffer between them and the barbarians. And so it prospered as the sole road between the wilds of the north and the nations of the south for trade.
Avernum
Avernum (besides being the first nation not created by the moderator of this NES included here) is an unusual nation in several respects. Firstly, it has the distinction of being a human nation founded in a mainly elvish land (though there are many elves in it). In addition, it was founded by an usually great hero. Also, it is one of the first human nations to be founded that werent simply vassals of the Aurian Empire in their conception.
No, this nation started independent and continued as a fully independent land, subjugating most of the elvish lands around it and becoming a respectable realm in its own right. And of course, at its head was Boros the Warrior. The fabled warrior, a well respected lancer of the Aurian Empire, had apparently crossed the mountains of the Crescent to found his own kingdom, nothing more, but his prowess in war meant that almost unintentionally the kingdom expanded to great heights.
His successors continued on this new path, and the nation of Avernum, though it eventually swore fealty to the Aurian Empire, was at peace with itself for centuries.
Megelan
The nation of Megelans founding is shrouded in mystery. Most legends say that it was founded by some hero of the Aurian Empire or another, but one of the more convincing tales that has surfaced points to it being founded by horse lord from the Black Steppes.
In any case, the nation soon rose above its peers, and conquered all its neighbors, founding a small empire at the shores of the Sea of Ever Warmth. These superb horsemen managed to combine chivalry with a certain talent for building castles, and they soon became known as the sword that held back the Black Steppes.
Swearing vassalage to the Aurian empire perhaps two hundred years after their founding, they too became an integral part of that empires armies.
Goldenfield
Meanwhile, to the south of the Aurian Empire, settlers who had struck out beyond the Goldenwood founded a city near the place where the three great rivers came together, and called it the Goldenfield (in the obviously original naming scheme of the area).
This was an area of, as the name might indicate, great agricultural fertility, and soon the harvests of Goldenfield became well known throughout the region as the most bountiful in all the land. It was also in a prime trade position between north and south, and made great use of this.
In any case, the area soon became almost as powerful as the Aurian Empire itself, but eventually an enterprising king noted that the latter had far more vassals to call to its banner, and thus, when the war came, Goldenfield immediately made peace by swearing allegiance to the Empire. Thereafter, the city became the Empires most populated and grand province.
Nippon
A proud nation of islanders came into being around the Sea of Sunrise, the land of the Nipponese. A nation apart from the Aurian Empire, they seem to share little similarity to the peoples of the Empire; they have been described as yellow of skin... Did I mention they were elvish?
The elves of Nippon were fearsome warriors in their own regard, master archers and swordsmen, and they were not an easy people to subdue by any means. Indeed, the Empire would have had to sacrifice a great many lives to try and gain it... But they didnt. In an astonishing move, the blood of Fidian the Conqueror, which had always maintained its purity before, had its latest son, Guiare the Wise, marry a princess of the islanders.
Thus, in a single stroke, the lands of Nippon became bound to that of the Aurian Empire, and the royal house became half elvish.
Vizaka
Oh yes, that impenetrable enigma of Vizaka.
No one quite knows how the Vizakans came to their current location. Indeed, as far as we can tell, the Vizakans were humans dwelling in the entirely elvish lands thousands of years before the days of Twilight.
All we really know is that they are an odd people with many odd customs, distinctive tile roofed architecture, a different god, who inhabit a rugged landscape and produce the best steel and mercenaries in the world.
*****************
The Lands to the South
Of course, all was not happening in the north.
To the south of all this, the new Elvish kingdoms were slowly amalgamating into empires, however, they were not alone in this respect. Several human nations had gradually begun to form.
Of all the empires, that of Valua was seen to be the most prominent and glorious. The great domes of the capital with its massive walls soon became known as the greatest in the world. The city stood at a vital trade junction, with all the trade of the Bight going through it into the Crescent Seas.
Valua, though, was not exactly an empire in the traditional sense. It owned little territory overall, and perhaps this would be its undoing... At least for the first incarnation.
Besides it, though, the world of the south was filled with a variety of elvish nations, though little is known about them now.
Another nation of note was the Nurmaferians, who, legend said, had sailed from the Black Steppes all the way to their present location. Historians look at this with some incredulity, as the nations of the Black Steppes have never been noted sailors, but alas, it seems this is the only tale of substance we have on the origins of Nurmafer.
In any case, this particular nation worshiped Venus, and it slowly expanded, forming a small empire of its own among the Dusted Lands.
***************
The End of the Old
It was clear, about three hundred years ago, that the old lands were falling apart.
In the deep south was where change first came. The City of Valua was suddenly approached by a mass of strange invaders on horseback. Laying siege to the great city, they managed to reduce it in only three months time. From here, the great Khan, Resputa, as he was known, suddenly announced the foundation of the Saja Empire (pronounced sah hah, as they would tell ignorants time and time again).
Most dismissed this development as something minor. But Resputa proved himself to be a charismatic and effective leader, and striking out from this city with curved bow in hand, he soon led what became a legendary campaign of glory, smashing elvish kingdom after kingdom, and taking the majority of the south to his empire.
The new dynasty proved to be able administrators as well as warriors, and soon the land was crisscrossed with excellent roads, and the cities supplied with clean drinking water from long, well built aqueducts. The south prospered under their rule, and soon the small nations of Akklan and Sirellen freely swore allegiance to the Empire after seeing the wonders that it brought for their people.
Things in the north changed as well, but not for the better.
The glorious Aurian Empire was declining in power, and it soon became clear that the coinage was no longer anything which one could value goods by; the coins having been often made with just a coating of gold where once they were solid.
As the markets depleted in their wares, the people yearned for revolution, or something to bring them out. Something did.
That something was a new religion, known simply as the green, for it had no other name. Worshiping only one deity, that of life, they soon seeped into every aspect of life, and owned every type of establishment known. As they were great friends of the people, so they became great friends of the emperors. The Emperors soon became converts to this new religion... but it cost them dearly.
*****************
The Great Northern Collapse
It came, ironically not on a dark and stormy night, but on one of the nicer summer days.
The Emperor had just called council with the leaders of his nation, and they
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So, yeah, I'll wait. Very nice what you have, though. ^^
So, yeah, I'll wait. Very nice what you have, though. ^^
Nation Name: Demonic Army
Player/Ruler: Great Khan General Taekeda/Contempt
Age: Iron Age
Religion: 9th Level Demon Worship
Government: Military Dictatorship
Income: 2
Army: 500 swordsmen, 500 archers
Navy:
Optimal Support: 3/4
Units available:
Agriculture: Barren
Industry: Barbarian
Infrastructure: Single Track Dirt Roads
Education: Barbaric
Confidence: Beating
Culture: Brutish
Projects: None so far
Born on the Black Steepes, this nation, or rather, this collection of armies and raiders were brought together by the power of one man. General Taekeda. Taekeda was a powerful raiding commander that raided and pillaged in a spectacular fashion. As his power grew, he drew more and more men to his ranks, until he was classifed by many as a general. The name stuck. On the steepes, the General was generally able to draw footsoilders to his ranks, and was able to carve out a kingdom even against the might horsemen who surrounded him. Devoted to the local religion of the 9th hell, the General christened his army the Demonic army, and many pay homage to the might it has.
With his power, the General prepares to launch a campiagn against the world as the people of the steepes have wanted to for many centuries. The horsemen are gathering in this Demonic Army that the General leads. They are perparing to march to war, a war that will last a glorious century as they make their march against all who stand in their way, and bring the glory of death and honor to the soft cities of the south. The Steepes will live in the Demonic Army...
*Start me in the Black Steepes, right in the middle not touching any water*
Player/Ruler: Great Khan General Taekeda/Contempt
Age: Iron Age
Religion: 9th Level Demon Worship
Government: Military Dictatorship
Income: 2
Army: 500 swordsmen, 500 archers
Navy:
Optimal Support: 3/4
Units available:
Agriculture: Barren
Industry: Barbarian
Infrastructure: Single Track Dirt Roads
Education: Barbaric
Confidence: Beating
Culture: Brutish
Projects: None so far
Born on the Black Steepes, this nation, or rather, this collection of armies and raiders were brought together by the power of one man. General Taekeda. Taekeda was a powerful raiding commander that raided and pillaged in a spectacular fashion. As his power grew, he drew more and more men to his ranks, until he was classifed by many as a general. The name stuck. On the steepes, the General was generally able to draw footsoilders to his ranks, and was able to carve out a kingdom even against the might horsemen who surrounded him. Devoted to the local religion of the 9th hell, the General christened his army the Demonic army, and many pay homage to the might it has.
With his power, the General prepares to launch a campiagn against the world as the people of the steepes have wanted to for many centuries. The horsemen are gathering in this Demonic Army that the General leads. They are perparing to march to war, a war that will last a glorious century as they make their march against all who stand in their way, and bring the glory of death and honor to the soft cities of the south. The Steepes will live in the Demonic Army...
*Start me in the Black Steepes, right in the middle not touching any water*
Insane_Panda
Deity
Wow awesome update so far! I can even sense a bit of set up for my own kingdom....... 
Oruc
Reactionary
Nope!
Insane_Panda
Deity
My people are asian elves aswell, if you'll read the description. Or rather, they look asiatic.
das
Regeneration In Process
Nice...
However, how many evil armies of doom threatening humanity do we have so far?
However, how many evil armies of doom threatening humanity do we have so far?
Kozmos
Jew Detective
Three 
Me,Azale and Contempt.
Me,Azale and Contempt.
Oruc
Reactionary
Nope!
das
Regeneration In Process
You forgot Stalin, who probably is evil, and Kal'thazar (I think) who has an undead horde, and NPCs, and more NPCs that are currently hidden and some people with hidden agendas.
Oruc
Reactionary
Nope!
Kozmos
Jew Detective
I`m the one with the undead horde!
das
Regeneration In Process
Cleric, then. But didn't Kal'thzar have something similar as well?
Insane_Panda
Deity
No, he is japanese elves.
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