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Hektor looked sadly at the Trojan peninsula. He wished he knew which caused the great storm. At least he could take comfort in the fact that he knew Trepidatio had caused the famine and the Narong had sunk the ships. So first Hektor headed towards the lands of the Horoki and sent a message to Trepidatio requesting he take his famine and plague out of the Trojan lands until the area had recovered. Without waiting for a response he then headed to the lands of the Narong and, seeing the riots that were happening demanded that the Narong apologise for their actions and send money and supplies to the Trojans to pay for the ships they had sunk. Then he headed back to the Palace of the Golden Horses from which he would directly oversee the recovery of the Trojans and ensure that any interference from other nations would be dealt with by Hektor himself.
 
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Because I forgot to write about them originally:
Viroki:
The Viroli are an interesting case. Shunned by both the races they were crossbree from, they have distinguished a fiercely prideful and independent society. They isolate themselves from other races, only interacting during war. It is as of yet unknown if this isolation will be a good thing or a bad thing: good because it breeds self-reliance, bad because it could cause stagnation.

The Trychfil
The Trychfil are thriving. Isolated on their island, they are the top of the food chain. Their numbers are rapidly multiplying, and the island still able to support them. However, this boom cannot last: soon the island will be all to small and they are in for a rude awakening when they meet other races. They are holding their own in the technological field, surprisingly, and it is thought that Kip is aiding them.
 
The Order of the Minster Magi

Melfas gathers his elite cadre of mages, bringing them to his palace in Almirdûr. Here he told them that would be granted an exceptionally long life and a long youth, in return for their service as teachers of magic to the people of the world, and be able to form the bonds necessary to connect one with the mageweft. Each would be able to pass on their position as Minster Magi, when they were weary of their job.

The Minister Magi would go on to spread knowledge of magic to the races, and would often be found teaching magic to the peoples of the world.
 
OOC: Been a total derp lately. Is it still ok for me to send orders for this turn?

Edit - By that I mean the coming turn; I assume I missed out on the last one.
 
You may still send orders for next turn.

You are in fact too late for the first turn.
 
OOC: I'm suffering a dearth of ideas. I can think of things for the Hissites to do, but not much for Hiss, let alone Hurr, to do.
 
Upon hearing Hektor’s demands Naki laughed out loud. Fool, Naki thought to himself. Is he so blind as to not see the cause of the storms? No matter, it worked out better than I intended anyway. But first….

Naki extended his mind into the Nakanopek’s. There, he commanded him to quell the rising chaos in the city. Nakanopek then set out to do as his god commanded, but not without consulting some of his most trusted generals. Most of them simply laughed, and replied with “You can’t negotiate with that lot. It’s hopeless” or “Why don’t we just destroy them instead?” Exasperated, Nakanopek tried to consult with the other leaders. The nobles replied with, “They’re filthy peasants, we have no dealings with them”, whilst the rest responded with, “We don’t deal with tyrants.”

Nakanopek tried and tried, but he was unable to make any progress. Finally, after a quarrel in the Bazaar lead to the destruction of valuable goods, Nakanopek snapped. He raced to the highest point in the city and shouted, “Look at you! All of you! This is not how our God intended it! He made us each different to support our shortcomings, and yet you bicker like children! You nobles, look at yourselves! Did you yourselves acquire the food you eat? NO! You farmers – where do you get your tools? Soldiers – where does your weaponry come from? Your luxuries? We were not made for this. We were all made for our own reasons. We are all equal, and we cannot survive without one another. So please – stop the fighting! Lay down your arms, and let us live in harmony as we should be.”

It seemed Nakanopek’s speech fell on deaf ears. The riots didn’t stop – if anything, they became more frequent. The final nail in the coffin for Narong peace was the untimely death of Nakanopek. His death was…. questionable to say the least. Nevertheless, his death killed all hope of quelling the violence. In his absence a new leader for the soldiers had to be chosen. Traditionally, the leader would be chosen democratically, with every Narong voting for the general they felt would be the best leader. However this time, one general named Sanak, won enough favour with the other generals to give himself full leadership over the soldiers. One of the most militaristic Narong, Sanak styles himself as “Jara te Amil”, or “King of 5”. Essentially, he claims to be king of all 5 Narong races. Naturally, the other leaders haven’t taken to kindly to this notion, and civil war seems all but inevitable.
 
So the Narong refused to make up for what they had done. Not only that but Naki had said he was the cause of the Great Storm. It would seem he had forgotten that he was not faced with mere mortals but with a fellow god and the God of Battle at that. Hektor walked up the stairs to the Great Tower of Illion and looked to the lands of the Narong Naki. Naki had refused peace and now he must face the consequences. So Be It.
 
Turn Two

Tan:

Bran the Blessed receives an amulet that grants him great luck once every New Moon. He has yet to use it, but it is hoped he will use it for good. [Bran the Blessed receives magical amulet]

The Silurians expand onto the western continent in the Southern Savannah, angering the Shortkin and Tallkin. They have yet to attack, but they are considering guerilla warfare. [Silurians expand on the Western Continent. Tall- and Shortkin are mad at them]

The Satyrs are given the ability to speak to animals and sometimes control them. The Satyrs, arrogant in their new power, begin to protest the Minotaur monopoly on power. [Satyrs have power to speak to animals, but are mad at Minotaurs]

Naki:

The Trojan colonies are hit by storms, and it becomes clear that it was the work of Naki. However, Naki is tired from his previous attacks on the peninsula, and the storms aren’t nearly as effective. [Trojans hit by storms, but still recovering]

Naki, exhausted by his attacks, loses control of a storm, which ends up rocketing into the middle of nowhere. [Naki overextends himself. 2 minors, 1 major next turn]

Narong soldiers attack the western continent and begin raiding Silurian settlements. However, this leaves the Narong city undefended and the riots intensify. [Silurians angered towards Narong. The Narong city is consumed by rioting]

Trepidatio:

Trepidatio raises zombies from the ground and they begin to feast upon the living. Unfortunately, they also eat the Horoki and they begin to lose faith in their god. Luckily for the Wolf, when they see he zombies begin to kill their enemies, some faith is restored. [Zombies wander Trepidatio’s forest and the lands nearby. Horoki lose a small amount of faith in their god.]

The Horoki, hoping to find peace, hold a meeting in an attempt to unite, and even expand. Sadly, one tribe insults another, and before long the summit is dissolved to prevent a bloodbath. [The Horoki summit accomplishes nothing]

Trepidatio creates a strong sword that has the following powers: it instills intense fear in all it is used against and its wielder can raise the dead on the full moon. [Trepidatio possesses the above sword]

Garir:

Garir gathers the corruption of the world into a sphere, which is then stolen by an unknown enemy. The world now has considerably less corruption because the sphere contained much of it. [World is a bit less corrupt.]

Garir attempts to spread lies among the Mef, but they recognize his servants and slaughter them. The Mef, angry at Garir’s attempts to subvert them, try to root out all shadows in their cities. Although they don’t find all of them, they lower the amount considerably. [Mef kill Garir’s servants and the Shadow network is weaker. Mef are mad at Garir.]

Garir gives the Shadow Clans the Lust for expansion, and they do so, conquering a few small settlements. They manage to even hold onto some of them, working in tandem with the Shadow Corps. [Shadows expanding, want to expand even more]

Melfas:

The Magi spread potent magic in the world, enhancing other’s relations to the Mef. These newly helped peoples promise to aid the Mef once, in their time of great need. [Magic becoming wide-spread. Some people from each race pledge their aid to the Mef.]

The Mef contribute some of their best mages to a Djinni led effort to make their own city, and it is founded near the northeast border of the desert. It thrives and becomes a major trade city, causing the Djinni to worship Melfas even more. [New Djinni city is thriving, Djinni worship Melfas more]

The Mef teach the Barbarians writing which allows them to expand commerce, and technology, wise. They are grateful for and begin trading with the Mef, which leads them to form an alliance with the City Dwellers. [Barbarians not so barbaric anymore. They trade with the Mef, and an alliance is formed.]

Moep:

Moep creates a sword that gives the wielder 100 times their normal strength. However, the messenger sent to deliver it to the Assini is attacked by barbarians, and he loses the sword. Fortunately, the Assini find it, but it has been weakened by Barbarian mages during rituals, so now it only gives the wielder twice their strength. The sword slowly fills the heart of the wielder with greed, and the Assini leader is the wielder… [Assini leader slightly more greedy and has twice his normal strength]

Moep secretly appears as a charismatic speaker to the Trojans to try and incite them against the Assini. The Trojans, sick of hearing it from other people, ignore him. Dejected, Moep returns home. [Moep fails in his attempts to incite war]

Some of the outcast humans in the west, seeking a guiding hand, turn to Moep. They are his fervent followers, but are outcasts, leaving them with little influence. [Moep has a small group of followers in the West]

Itzalak:

Itzalak, adding onto Garir’s work, forms the Shadow Corps: a group that acts as their government. This allows the Shadow Clans to hold land. [Shadows can hold onto land and settlements]

Itzalak mutates Shadows into Shadow Beasts, vicious animals made out of pure shadow, and sets them to attack the Trojans. Oddly, the Shadow Beasts join the Trojans when they arrive at the peninsula. [Trojans now possess ‘Shadow Beasts’]

Hektor:

Hektor travels to the Narong home city to weaken their soldiers only to find the military gone. He looks upon the city, on fire under the water, and laughs. [Hektor travels to the Narong city]

The Trojans, feeling a need to unite and fight against the storms, elect a noble to be their collective king. Hektor, glad to see democracy at work, makes the new king cleverer than normal. Nevertheless, some of the peasants are unhappy to be ruled by one king. [Trojans have one, clever, king. Some peasants are getting uppity.]

Seeing the Trojan lands in such disarray, Hektor aids in the rebuilding. Soon, the islands are restored, but the peninsula is still in ruins. Other nations, their confidence in the Trojans partially restored, begin up trade again. [Trojan islands returned to normal]

OOC: An... interesting turn. Feel free to point out any mistakes.

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Hektor was at the top of the of the Tower of Illion looking down upon Troy. The last few years had been good for Troy, trade had begun anew, the Trojans had decided to unite to combat the crisis and while they had united their enemies, the Narong, had continued their infighting. Hektor looked to the Scean Gate and saw a large number of huge dark beasts riding towards it. Worried Hektor transported himself to the gate and talked to the leader of the Beasts who said he had been sent by his master to attack the Trojans but that he instead wished to join them. Hektor agreed to allow the Beasts to join the Trojans but they would have to remain outside the Gate which the leader agreed to. Hektor then headed back to the Gate where he saw that few of the Trojan Horse had barely reacted to the attack and he realised that they would need to be tested.
 
Melfas looked out onto the world with great joy, for the gifts of magic and language where spreading. It would be with these gifts that the races that peopled this world would realize their greatest achievements. He was also pleased by the creation the new djinni city called Ibram of the Pillars, so called for the great colonnades of its public squares. He hoped that these tools would create a better world for those who inhabited it. However, it would up to them to use these tools to make it so.
 
Tan was pleased with his work. His people were expanding, and his hero Bran has received his gift. Yet the foolish Naki had enticed his followers to raid the Silurians and it would not be long before Tan sought retribution on the Narong.
 
Hektor, having decided that the Trojan Horse would need to be tested, went east and there created a large force of beasts and men which heavily outnumbered the Trojans. The army then marched on the Scean Gate and took it after heavy fighting killing the Trojan Grandmaster although the Horse took only light casualties.

The new King of Troy, Aeneas, hearing of the attack immediately travelled to the peninsula and rallied the Trojans. Turning them around and preparing them to fight the advancing Horde. Hektor seeing his bravery decided he would reward him for it. But first he would watch the battle.

At dawn 4 days after the Gate was taken the two armies confronted each other at the very tip of the peninsula. The demons marched forward towards the waiting lines of Trojans. The two lines crashed into each other and the Demons were gaining the upper hand until a horn sounded from behind their lines. Aeneas himself led the most experienced members of the Trojan Horse in a charge on the rear of the Demon lines.

The Demons immediately routed, running as fast as they could back towards the gate. When they got there however they found it held by a force of Trojans who had taken it back before the battle. The Demons then scattered to different parts of the peninsula were they were hunted down by the Trojans. Seeing the problems in the current system Aeneas planned his reforms while Hektor travelled back to his mountain palace and prepared to create a great artifact which would be given to the King of Troy.
 
In response to a couple sets of orders I got, killing gods is not allowed. You can weaken them or their mortal assets, even imprison them.

BUT no killing!
 
OOC:

Is it still possible to join? I have an idea for a God who would fit in with the established Mythos; and since a few players seem to have petered out sinc the beginning it might not be a terrible idea.
 
Feel free to join.

What is your god?
 
Name: Kenibreen

Hollow shell
Eyes of green
Empty stomach
Ended Dream
All Must face
The Languid Queen
Past Death's Door
Lies Kenibreen

Appearance:

cauchemar_fuseli.jpg


Kenibreen takes the form of a beautiful middle-aged woman with green eyes. She
reclines on the Throne of the Underworld, which takes the form of an opulent
couch, in her jeweled Palace. She is literally hollow, and under her skin she
is made of ash, and she always feels a gnawing hunger, which has only grown
stronger since she became Queen of the Underworld. she is attended at all
times by two lieutenant demons- Slake and Starve, who are her enforcers and
guardians.

She is known by many names: The Maw, The Languid Queen, Eater-of-Bones,
Lady Ketch, Madame Autumn, or simply Death.

Her true title in the hierarchy of the Underworld is:
Her Divine Majesty, The Headmistress of the Underworld, Torturer-in-Chief of
the Cursed Reachs, Scourge of Sinners, Keeper of the Elysian Fields, Archduchess
of the Grave, Kenibreen the First of her Name.


Gender: Female

Bio: Kenibreen was once merely a minor demon of the Underworld, tasked with torturing
sinners through the powers of hunger and starvation. However, she was ambitious
and wanted to effect major changes in the operation of the realm of Death.
She wanted to punish sinners as a reformatory method, with the eventual goal
of rehabilitating them, while the Lord of the Underworld wanted only to either
reward or punish souls for their deeds in life. In a battle which lasted either
mere seconds or aeons, she schemed and plotted, until she was able to depose
the Lord of the Underworld and take his throne.

In lands where she is worshipped, it is said that all hunger is hers, and
the feeling of needing to eat is but a distant echo of the inevitable hunger
which Death has for us all. Farmers speak her name come harvest-time, hoping that they might
slake death's needs for another winter. Doctors leave small gifts of food for her
before operating on patients, in hopes that the meal will satisfy her so she
will allow the patient to live. Torturers and judges invoke her name, saying
that if the punished does not submit to judgement in this life, they will instead
face the cold reforms of Kenibreen.

She and Dhurth are ever in conflict, for he dreams one day of taking the Throne
of the Underworld as she did. However, that conflict must always be civil, for
they rely on each other. without Dhurth to bring the dead across the Sea of Sorrow,
they would never arrive in her Realm- and without Kenibreen, the dead would have
no place to go, and the lands of the living would soon fill with the hungry
corpses of the restless dead.


-Major: The Underworld, Hunger

-Minor: Autumn, punishment, medicine.

-Player: Thirdfain
 
That's really good.

+1 bonus to worst roll on next turn for such a good entry, with the picture and such.

And also, Keld won the artifact contest (which I forgot about).

He gets a pet of his choice.
 
Crosseth Ye the Sorrow Sea
the Hooded Takes your Hand
Beyond the blackened Water
You reach the Endless Land
The Beardless Youth with Scales of Gold
Judges how you've played your Role
And should you fail his mortal test
Then She'll reform your Soul.

-Atheumite nursery rhyme

The Palace of the Headmistress of the Underworld

It is said that when the dead strode amongst the living in the lands of the Horoki that Kenibreen shed a single tear of grey and ashy water. Those close to her- the serried ranks of Demons, Devils, Thrones, Dominions, and Angels who made up the Abyssal Bureaucracy- were shocked, for she was famous for her poise and grace in all things. It was known that she had always been tormented by the endless hunger of death, an instatiable hunger which could only be diminished by the orderly operations of the Realm of the Dead and the consumption and reformation of souls. When Trepidatio brought the Dead to life and set them to wandering and making war on the Living, a portion of Kenibreen's hunger settled in each of the risen corpses, where it could never be satisfied. Thus, Kenibreen's anger and humiliation was twofold. Not only had Trepidatio stolen souls from the Underworld, he had also done so in a way which caused Kenibreen great anguish.

Raising a bejewled hand, she beckoned to her servant Slake, the commander of her legions, and whispered commands in his ear. Nodding, he made his way to the fields of Elysium, where the best souls enjoyed endless pleasures. There he chose from among them five mighty heroes, who had in life made red war for good causes, and fought well. To each one he handed a solemn indenture signed by Kenibreen herself, giving them leave to walk among the living for a time, provided they accomplished a task for the Queen of the Underworld. In exchange, each would be able to speak one last time to the loved ones they left behind when they died.

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From The Halls of Valhalla These Men Emerged To Make War Once More

Then Slake made his way to the Depths, and requested an audience with the Philosopher-Countess of the Succubi. To her he gave a scroll, offering her new demesnes within Elysium, which would carry with them the rank of Duchess- but only if she dispatched five of her most silver-tongued and intelligent subjects on a mission of Kenibreen's chosing. The Philosopher-Countess accepted the exchange gladly; for among the members of the Abyssal Bureaucracy, rank was everything.

venetian-courtesans-a3327.jpg

A Honeyed Tongue could be stronger than a Bloodied Fist

Out into the world of the living rode these ten, like the fingers of Kenibreen's own perfumed hands.
 
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