Nation -
Name (including title! i.e. Republic of, Kingdom of): The Realm of Enc'ela
Leader Title: King
Leader (Keep in mind, this does not make them the permanent leader if your government models a democracy, for example): Sahure Aenon ((iDieForEXP))
Mayor Title (Pick something more related to your type of nation, mayor is for Towny noobs and won't be accepted): Lord
Form of Government: Feudalism
Lore (How the nation came to be):
"Good morning, Lord Sahure," a smiling servant said to the lord, walking into the room carrying a platter of food. "I brought you breakfast."
"Ah, thank you, Denna," replied Sahure, "but there is no need for such supreme kindness. I can always go down to the kitchen myself."
As Sahure began eating his meal, the servant left his chambers. In walked a man carrying a scroll. He was of a moderate height, wore a clean, light-blue coat, polished shoes, and a shining sword by his side. The man seemed to have a high-ranking position of nobility; perhaps that of a lord or duke. "Good morning, my lord. Might I read the day's duties?"
The nobleman opening the scroll and began reading aloud, "'After breakfast, you must visit the group of merchants who are offering to sell wool. Then, you are helping to catch and arrest Adam for the murder of William ((the NPC)).” With that, the man takes his leave and Sahure is once again alone with his breakfast.
The meeting with the wool merchants went very well, and with a content heart Sahure went off in search of Adam…. And found him in Luca. “Stop, you’re under arrest for the murder of William the Farmer, and for 14 counts of kidnapping!”
“Only if you can catch me!” Adam yells back with the hint of a grin.
The chase lead all the way to Ageos, and Adam took his final stand at the top of the highest tower. Their swords clashed in a frenzy of the dance, and soon Sahure’s sword found its way sailing over the side of the tower to the ground far below. Adam closed in, and pushed what was left of the mangled body over the edge.
Sahure hit the ground hard and lost consciousness, slipping into a fever dream. When he awoke, he was completely healed and there was a document next to him, explaining his reasons for leaving Promethia. On the back was scrawled, “You have always wanted it, this your way out.” ((How the document came to be will be explained in my friend’s upcoming whitelist application))
Sahure got up and called for Yonny. “Prepare a ship.” ((Lore continued in Castamere's section))
Enemy Nations: None as of yet
Town One (capital)-
Name: Castamere
Leader (To take the name assigned above): Sahure Aenon ((iDieForEXP))
Five Active Citizens: Sahure ((iDieForEXP)), Yonny ((smellityet)), J'mes ((brettschoff)), Rawther ((Rawther)), Cindella ((jdp1711)), Loridos ((Lordios)) (((geckosquid)))
Lore:
Waves crash against the Kargethian ship and rock it, side to side. The storm shows no mercy to the small tradeship, pounding and swaying those aboard until their insides came out. No passenger believes they will live another day, for the ship is about to capsize.
They have been sailing for 9 months, from the north as explorers, colonists, and even entrepreneurs. It is a daring task to navigate uncharted lands, especially southward, where myths, tales, and rumors of peril and chaos are always set upon.
It is the morning of July 3, and the overtired boy in the crow’s nest barely glimpses into his telescope, nearly missing the shaded outline through the misty fog. After a second glance, he realizes what it means. “Land ho!”
The deck clatters as all of the men from below deck rush to the top and look to the bow of Kargethian, squinting their eyes in hopes of making out some dim shape. One of the men cries out, “I see it!” The other men around him look closer and quickly add their excited voices to the noise. As the boy from the crow’s nest flies down his ladder, Lord Sahure walks out of his cabin accompanied by Yonny and J’mes, a traveler they met on the way. He strides to the front, and issues orders for the ship to be made ready for landing.
Using small rowboats, the crew slowly makes their way to shore, leaving Kargethian out in the bay. They land and look around. A massive forest surrounds them as far as they can see. Yonny steps to the front, “You three, axes. I want nearly every tree in this forest down for supplies.” The three men hurry off to accomplish their tasks as Yonny carves more of the group into specialized tasks. Soon everyone is lustily working to carve out a home for themselves in this wilderness.
Sahure looks to Yonny as he picks up an axe and says, “We should get to work too.”
That night, there was a slaughter. They woke. Up from the ground and ascending from the Underworld. 'Twas as if every dark location in the night a "spawning ground." All horrid entities in forms unimaginable; enough to make one go mad. They had always made their deathly visit to Kiwike every night, but with no fortifications and few professionally trained warriors, the settlers of Castamere were doomed.
Instead of pure strength, which would barely hold back the forces of Chaos, the people prepared traps for the beasts, whose only simple logic was, "food."
Too easily, the beasts fell for the traps. The people cheered.
That night, the settlers of Castamere celebrated. Perhaps they could make their way in the wilderness, just in a new way. Maybe it was possible.
Town Two-
Name: Vasttorp
Leader: Randulf ((kasper18
)
Five Active Citizens: Randulf ((kasper18
), Mack ((Dapper_Dorito)), Henry ((Fancy_Frito)), Or ((or11)), Silvia ((ravenpie52))
Lore:
As natural disasters wiped out Randulf's old home and village, he sought somewhere new to rebuild them. Having met Yonny while traveling, an offer was made giving Randulf land in a secret protected spot to rebuild and prosper.
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